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: Pompey, go find Doc Willoughby. If he's sober, bring him back.
: Whoa, take 'er easy there, Pilgrim.
: You lookin' for trouble, Doniphon? Tom Doniphon
: You aim to help me find some?
: Liberty Valance's the toughest man south of the Picketwire - next to me.
[Doniphon has just faced down Valance in the diner
] Tom Doniphon
: Well, now; I wonder what scared 'em off? Dutton Peabody
: [poking fun at Stoddard for his idealism
] You know what scared 'em - the spectacle of law and order here, risin' up out of the gravy and the mashed potatoes.
[Pompey has gone into the saloon after Tom
: [indicating that he can't serve Pompey due to his being black
] Now look, Pompey. You know I... Tom Doniphon
] Who says he can't? Pour yourself a drink, Pompey. Pompey
: You know I don't drink no drams, Mr. Tom. Tom Doniphon
: I said take a drink. Pompey
: No, sir. We got a mare in foal, and horses to feed and water. You come on home.
: [Valance has tripped Rance in the diner, causing him to spill a tray of food
] That's *my* steak, Valance. Liberty Valance
] You heard him, Dude. Pick it up. Ransom Stoddard
: No! Tom Doniphon
: Pilgrim, hold it. I said you, Valance; *you* pick it up. Liberty Valance
: Three against one, Doniphon. Tom Doniphon
: My boy, Pompey; kitchen door.
[Valance looks and sees Pompey at the door holding a rifle
: I'll get it, Liberty!
[Doniphon kicks Floyd in the face as he bends down to retrieve the tray
: [Doniphon has just told Stoddard what really happened the night Liberty Valance was shot
] Hallie's your girl now. Go back in there and take that nomination. You taught her how to read and write; now give her something to read and write about!
: [during voting for the territorial convention
] I'll have the usual, Jack. Jack, Barman
: The bar is closed, Mister Editor, during voting. Dutton Peabody
: Bar's closed? Tom Doniphon
: You can blame your lawyer friend. He says that's one of the "Fundamental laws of democracy." No exception. Dutton Peabody
: No exceptions for the working press? Why, that's carrying democracy much too far!
[Reese and Floyd are trying to get a lynch mob together after Stoddard kills Valance
] Tom Doniphon
: Can't a man have a drink around this town in peace?
[grabs Floyd and throws him through the door
: No one's bothering you, Doniphon. Tom Doniphon
: *You* are.
[Reese goes for his gun, and Doniphon decks him
] Tom Doniphon
: Marshal! What are you gettin' paid for? Drag this scum out of here. Link Appleyard
: You heard him! Now, Kaintuck and High Pockets, I deputize you to give a hand and drag this scum out of here! Kaintuck
: Give me that b-b-b-bung st-st-starter!
[grabs Reese and hauls him out
] Link Appleyard
: You tell those ranchers north of the Picketwire that hired you that me, Link Appleyard, run you out of town, and I'll do it again if you ever come back!
: [protesting his nomination to the statehood convention
] Good people of Shinbone; I, I'm your conscience, I'm the small voice that thunders in the night, I'm your watchdog who howls against the wolves, I, I'm your father confessor! I - I'm... what else am I? Tom Doniphon
: Town drunk?
: [to Ransom Stoddard
] Hey, pilgrim! You forgot your pop-gun!
: Give me a drink. Tom Doniphon
: Bar's closed. Dutton Peabody
: Just a beer! Tom Doniphon
: The bar's closed. Dutton Peabody
: A beer's not drinking!
: I don't want to kill him, I just want to put him in jail! Tom Doniphon
: I know those law books mean alot to you, but not out here. Out here a man settles his own problems.
: You talk too much, think too much. Besides, YOU didn't kill Liberty Valance.