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: Some gang! An Indian ranch hand, a drunken gunfighter, a sex maniac, and an uncle!
: And the first time I ask you to do something for me, like rob one little train!
: Where are you staying? Jed
: On the run, ma'am. Hiding out in a crowd.
: Jackson, what's happening? Jackson Two-Bears
: It's ghost sickness. Cat
: What's that? Jackson Two-Bears
: In this Indian religion, see, we believe what the gods did when they made a man crazy was they made him fall in love.
: We can't hold up the train. Cat
: Why not? Clay Boone
: Lots of reasons. Cat
: Name 'em. Clay Boone
: We're rustlers, not train robbers. Cat
: Well, if people didn't try something new, there wouldn't be hardly any progress at all.
Sir Harry Percival
: [shows her the bedroom on the train
] This is the master bedroom. Do you approve? Cat
: Oh, it's swell. A regular Tintoretto!
: Oh, look at that: a painting on the ceiling! Sir Harry Percival
: Oh, yes. That's a Tintoretto. Cat
: I'll say it is.
: They're trying to drive him off his ranch! They put manure in his well, they made him talk to lawyers...
: Jackson? Jackson Two-Bears
: Yeah...? Cat
: Oh, Jackson.
: [Looks at Frankie Ballou, lying in coffin
: Why is he smiling like that? My father never smiled like that in his whole life? Cat
: [looks in coffin again, apalled
: Well, he's going to smile like that forever, now. Courtesy of the Wolf City Development Company.
: Ma'am, I can understand your objection to rustlin' - a girl with your background and gentle upbringing - but it's the only way we can raise money. Cat
: No it's not. Clay Boone
: Well, what do you think we ought to do that's fittin' and proper? Cat
: Rob a train.
: You won't make me cry. You'll never make me cry!
[to Butch Cassidy and the Hole in the Wall Gang
: Some gang of cutthroats and murderers. We used to whisper your names when we were kids - scared to say them out loud. How sad - you got old.
: I think we'll go to St. Louis. Cat
: St. Louis? Clay Boone
: Yeah, St. Louis! City on the Missouri, railhead of the Santa Fe, jump off for the Oregon Trail - producers of beef, beer, shoes and, ah, good times.
: Sir Harry Percival, I presume. Sir Harry Percival
: Really, roughing it on the frontier - how delightful! Cat
: Oh, you like our wide open spaces?
[Cat remove her cape to reveal a very low cut dress
: I thought you were lying. Clay Boone
: You mean I wasn't?
: Mrs. Parker didn't introduce us, I'm Catherine Ballou. Jed
: I'm drunk as a skunk.
: What am I gonna do? Jackson Two-Bears
: They got a gun fighter. You get a gun fighter.
: What are you doing here? Clay Boone
: Looking for you. Cat
: But you're an outlaw. Clay Boone
: Sure am! Got a price on my head! Cat
: Shh... Clay Boone
: Twenty five dollars for Jed, thirty five dollars for me. Ha ha! Jed
: I want to thank you ma'am for all your help with my nephew and I.
: Stay here with us. There's somebody trying to kill my father. Jed
: No. Clay Boone
: Jed... Cat
: Jed. Jed
: We'll stay, ma'am, it'll be our pleasure to do what we can. Cat
: We don't need him them. Clay Boone
: I think you do. My Uncle here ain't never shot at a man. It's against his principles. Cat
: Is that true? Jed
: Oh yes, ma'am, that's true. Neither has he. Clay Boone
: But we'll stay and do what we can. As long as there ain't no trouble.
: You killed my Father! Sheriff Cardigan
: Oh, that can't be. He's been sitting right there all morning. Cat
: No, I saw him. Man #1
: He hasn't been out that rocker all morning long. Man #2
: It's a fact. Cat
: Why do you say that? Sheriff Cardigan
: Just telling the truth.
: All right! You all say you love me and are beholden to me, and "take it easy Cat. We're gonna take care of you!"
: Why do men always think marriage is the only thing on a woman's mind?