Steve: [Giving Slim a job application] Okay, fill in your name, address, age, experience, and who do we notify if you break the law?
Slim Kincaid: Break what law?
Steve: The law of gravity. Who do we notify if you fall off a tower?
Slim Kincaid: Notify the guy that's underneath me to get outta the way.
Slim Kincaid: How come they asked him to be a boss and he won't?
Clarence 'Stumpy' Stump: How come anything about Red? He does what he wants to do, not what other people want. Nobody knows where he come from or where he's going to. But any outfit in the country would want old Red to work for them.
Clarence 'Stumpy' Stump: I always said a lineman was nothing but a grunt that lost his good sense, and now you gone and done it.
Red Blayd: [Toasting] Here's to a long life and a quick checkout.
Cally: You see, Slim, I've learned a lot about linemen, and I've learned that it all adds up to oe thing... that some day the parachute won't open.
Wilcox: [after throwing a rope down from the line on top of Red] Well, well, if it ain't big shot Red lookin' for a job!
Red Blayd: Windy Wilcox... you're still lookin' for trouble!
Lafe Garrettson: [Clearly frightened] Su-sub station? But that's all hot wire down there! That yard's hot as an electric chair! It'd be a death trap in a storm! It isn't safe!
Pop: Who ever told you line work was safe?
Clarence 'Stumpy' Stump: You think, that woman made Joe settle down worse than a brown squirrel with the gout! If any girl chained me down like that, I'd be meaner to her than I was to my paw! Heh-heh-heh.
Slim Kincaid: [Offended by the remark] Stumpy, if them's the brains you was born with, you oughta sue your paw for damage.
Red Blayd: Most folks just settle down one place for the rest of their lives and save their money... to buy fancy funerals with. No, Slim, this world's a great place. We're only in it for a little while. Don't you want to see some of it?
Slim Kincaid: Pop, it wasn't Red dropped that wrench. It was me.
Pop: Well, everybody makes mistakes, but, remember, when you drop a wrench, make sure it ain't still in your hand.
Pop: [Speaking about Stumpy to Slim] Don't mind that boy. He hasn't got the brains God promised a goat.
Griff: [Scoffing at Slim's ambition to be a lineman] I suppose you'll drive your old nags up the tower?
Slim Kincaid: I'd rather do that than stay on the ground like you do.
Griff: [Disdainfully] Listen, clodhopper, you couldn't climb anything.
Slim Kincaid: [Provocatively] I can climb you high enough to reach your mouth and shut it.
Steve: You better not be here when the vice-president comes in.
Slim Kincaid: Why not?
Red Blayd: Because I don't feel like arguing with any big shot, and I'm a cinch to get into trouble.
Slim Kincaid: I haven't been backin' away from trouble, have I?
Red Blayd: You'll lose your job if you stay.
Slim Kincaid: I didn't have a job when I come here and ain't gonna have one when I go. This is their job. I just been usin' it.