Along Came Jones (1945)
George Fury: Get your dumb thumb out of my eye!
Melody Jones: I was just trying to see if you was dead.
George Fury: Well, I ain't! And I don't like someone trying to gouge my eye out.
George Fury: Now wait a minute, Melody. You ain't got to be no dumber than necessary.
Melody Jones: That would make me somebody, wouldn't it?
George Fury: Look Melody, you couldn't hit the hind end of your horse with a handful of buckshot and you know it. And you ain't a gunfighter, that's all. You ain't even a good shot. You're just a plain no good bronc stomper that's been hit in the seat of the pants so many times....
George Fury: You always want to shoot them in their right eye. It spoils their aim.
George Fury: Who is it?
Melody Jones: That used to be Packard, the Express Company fella.
George Fury: Well that cinched the duck! Now they got a corpus delicti!
Melody Jones: A what?
George Fury: A dead body! That's the way the law says it. Corpus delicti. Means that if they got a corpse, you're delicti! Before this, even if they hung ya, we could have proved it was a mistake.
Melody Jones: But you don't want to forget: when a posse makes a mistake, it's a mighty hard thing to unmake.
Melody Jones: Pa gave me a piece of advice that ain't never failed me yet. Son, he says, if you ever fool around with a woman, always hide a dollar in the toe of your boot and you'll come out a dollar to the good. That is, Pa says, if you keep your boots on.
George Fury: Who is she?
Melody Jones: I've never seen her before.
George Fury: That time in Cheyenne when you was kicked in the head and you was missing four days... are you sure you didn't marry somebody while you was out of your head?
Melody Jones: I wasn't that far out of my head!
Melody Jones: If there's anything in the world I like, it's gitten saved from being shot.
Cherry de Longpre: [Melody tells Cherry that she can't shoot; she responds with three well-placed shots] When I aim at something, I hit it and when I hit something its what I aimed at.
George Fury: [to Melody as he enters the saloon] Don't go fur, will yuh? I don't aim to be drinkin' here for more than five or six hours.
Melody Jones: [as he is swapping clothes with Monte] Not even if we swapped every stich,
[Handing him the silver dollar he always keeps]
Melody Jones: 'cause there still wouldn't be no scar on my face.
Monte Jarrad: [Cold-bloodedly] But who'd know that... if there wasn't no face left?
Melody Jones: [to Cherry, lying down on the bed] Watcha got in this mattress... skulls?