Pappyism: There are three things that Man never seems to run short of--that's faith, hope, and greed.
Everest Sinclair: I'll admit this Sandeen is, uh, a bit bizarre, but I do think he's sincere.
Mary Lou: I suppose, if you can call lizards sincere
Bret: All right, Sandeen, you've got 30 seconds - then I'm gonna feed you to Arthur for breakfast. Now, what do you want?
Philo Sandeen: I want a little piece of what you have going and I'm silent as a monk in a monastery mass.
Tom: I don't mind tellin' you, Whitney, few things in life are any sweeter than gettin' outta debt.
Whitney Delaworth III: Indeed … save possibly seeing ones innovations come to life. Mind if I break?
Tom: Uh, what innovations?
Jack the Bartender: Well, I put out the word on that wrestling contest, boss.
Tom: Wrestlin' contest?
Whitney Delaworth III: Oh, just a thought I had to add a little color.
Jack the Bartender: But I'm havin' trouble findin' a big enough bear.
Tom: Bear? Wait a minute…
Delaworth: No, now, now, now, no need to get alarmed. The patrons are just gonna wrestle each other - only the winner gets to wrestle the bear.
Tom: I thought you were leavin' town right away. This is just an investment to you.
Whitney Delaworth III: Well, yes, but… when I saw the tremendous potential this place had… Well, I knew Dad wouldn't be pleased if I left without making at least an effort to beef up the sagging revenues.
Tom: Sagging!? Wait a minute, you said the bar receipts looked good.
Jack the Bartender: Where do you want me to put that fire-eater when he comes in?
Philo Sandeen: (talking to "the voice") All right… I need some answers now. I've had enough of your silences. You can't just speak to me one time and then vamoose like that. I'm a first-rate guide and I can read sign, but you're not laying down enough track. Do you know what I mean? I mean, first I pass out what you tell me and then everybody laughs at me; and then I… open my soul to Clarity and-and the prime mover turns out to be a drummer with a flashy suit and a great set of teeth. You have to tell me where the path leads or… or I'm gonna go back… the same way that I came. Do you hear me?
Whitney Delaworth III: Fine man, Guthrie, fine man - full of constancy and fortitude.
Bret: Yeah, well, you can save your five-dollar words 'cause I'm holdin' all your nickels and dimes.
Fingers Wachefsky: Are you kiddin' me? You folks are naturals. You know, I haven't seen the Red Dog work so well since we took down the Duke of Flushingtom… or was it the Earl of Worshingham? One of those guys.
Kate Hanrahan: I will admit, Maverick, it had its moments.
Tom: Then you're not sorry he dragged you into this?
Kate Hanrahan: Never hurts to expand one's professional horizons.
Delaworth: Consummate rendition of a classic, Maverick, I'm impressed.
Kate Hanrahan: You could've given me just a little more warning about that added ace in your sleeve.
Tom: Well, we thought a genuine reaction from you might sell it better.
Kate Hanrahan: Well, if you sold it any better, I'd start shooting