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The Shootist (1976) Poster

(1976)

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John Bernard Books: I won't be wronged. I won't be insulted. I won't be laid a-hand on. I don't do these things to other people, and I require the same from them.

Gillom Rogers: [Books is giving Gillom a shooting lesson] Mr. Books, How is it you've killed so many men? My spread wasn't much bigger than yours.

John Bernard Books: First of all,friend, there's no one up there shooting back at you. Second, I found most men aren't willing, they bat an eye, or draw a breath before they shoot. I won't.

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Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: The day they lay you away, what I'll do on your grave won't pass for flowers.

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John Bernard Books: Damn.

Bond Rogers: John Bernard, you swear too much.

John Bernard Books: The hell I do.

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Dr. E.W. Hostetler: You know, Books; I'm not an especially brave man. But, if I were you and had lived my entire life the way you have, I don't think that the death I just described to you is not the one I would choose.

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John Bernard Books: Mike Sweeney?

Mike Sweeney: John Bernard Books, now I'm flattered that you remembered me.

John Bernard Books: Well, you look just how I remembered the Sweeneys - mean and ugly.

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[Books has just had a confrontation with Mike Sweeney]

Mrs. Rogers: Do you know that man?

John Bernard Books: Not him personally; but I had some dealings with his brother, Albert.

Mrs. Rogers: What kind of dealings?

[Books looks at her]

Mrs. Rogers: Oh.

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Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: Books, I want you out of town. These are law-abiding people here and I don't want any trouble. I can deputize as many men as I need to see that you leave.

John Bernard Books: I'm not going anywhere, Marshal. I'm dying and I intend to die right here.

Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: Really? You're really dyin'?

John Bernard Books: Ask Doc Hostetler.

Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: Hot damn! You know, Books, that's the best news I've had all day. While I was walking over here I was thinking, what if Books decides to kill me? Who will take over as marshal? Will the town council pay my pension to my wife? Damn, that's good news.

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Pulford confidante: Pulford, J.B. Books over at Mrs. Rogers'...

Jack Pulford:

  • is yesterday's news.


Pulford confidante: Yeah, but I just heard he's dyin'.

Jack Pulford: Dyin'?

Pulford confidante: A friend a' mine got it from Marshal Thibido himself. Ol' Books is cashin' in.

Jack Pulford: That's hard news. That's a man I coulda taken.

Gambler: [laughs] My ass.

Jack Pulford: You have two ways of leaving this establishment, my friend. Immediately or dead.

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Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: To put it in a nutshell, you've plum wore us out.

John Bernard Books: Put it in a nutshell? You couldn't put it in a barrel without a bottom. You're the longest winded bastard I've ever known.

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John Bernard Books: [to the bumbling bandit who attempts to rob him in the first scene] Friend, you better get another line of work; this one sure don't fit your pistol.

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John Bernard Books: [putting his gun to Dobkins's mouth] Make like that's a nipple.

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Moses Brown: Mr. Books, you're the most famous man I ever knew, and the second bes' haggler.

John Bernard Books: Who's the best?

Moses Brown: [smiling broadly] Here I stand.

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Dr. E.W. Hostetler: Books, every few days I have to tell a man or a woman something I don't want to. I've been practicing medicine for 29 years, and I still don't know how to do it well.

John Bernard Books: Why don't you just say it flat out?

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: All right. You have a cancer - advanced. Is that what that fella up in Creed told you?

John Bernard Books: Yeah.

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: And you didn't believe him.

John Bernard Books: No.

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: Do you believe me?

John Bernard Books: Can't you cut it out, Doc?

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: I'd have to gut you like a fish.

John Bernard Books: Well, what *can* you do?

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: There's... just, uh... very little I can do. Uh, if... when the pain gets too bad, I can give you something.

John Bernard Books: What you're trying to tell me is that I...

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: Yeah.

John Bernard Books: Damn.

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Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: Hey, Books; did you hear what happened at the Metropole last night? Faro dealer, Pulford, shot a man clean through the heart at eighty paces. Maybe you should go to the Metropole, let Pulford deal you a game of cards.

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Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: How are you feeling? A little more poorly everyday?

John Bernard Books: You have a streak of kindness a mile wide.

Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: That I do.

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John Bernard Books: I'm a dying man, scared of the dark.

Mrs. Rogers: Damn you! Damn you for the pain you brought into this house.

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Gillom Rogers: Bat Masterson told Cobb...

John Bernard Books: [Interrupts] Bat Masterson?

Gillom Rogers: Yeah, he said that a man has to have guts, deliberation and a proficiency with fire arms.

John Bernard Books: Did he mention that third eye you better have?

Gillom Rogers: Third eye?

John Bernard Books: For that dumbass amateur. There's always some six-fingered bustard that couldn't hit a cow in the tit with a tin cup. That's the one who usually does you in. But Masterson always was full of... sheep-dip.

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Mike Sweeney: [after shooting Books] I'll tell you, that was for Albert!

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John Bernard Books: [after Gillom tells him that Pulford and Cobb will be at the Metropole the next day] What about the other one, Mike Sweeney?

Gillom Rogers: Now you watch out for him, Mr. Books. He's mean, and he hates you.

John Bernard Books: Well, we'll see if we can't clear that up tomorrow.

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Carson City Marshal Walter Thibido: You wouldn't gun down a police officer.

John Bernard Books: What'd stop me? Fear of dying?

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John Bernard Books: Bond, I don't believe I ever killed a man that didn't deserve it.

Bond Rogers: Surely only the Lord can judge that.

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Dr. E.W. Hostetler: [pointing to Books' pillow] Well if I wanted to go around town unnoticed, I wouldn't carry *that* around with me.

John Bernard Books: [smiling] Stole it from a whore house in Creed.

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Moses Brown: [haggling over the price of Books' horse] $295... $296... $297... $298...

John Bernard Books: Whoa.

Moses Brown: Two ninety - you mean I can - why Mr. Books, that makes me the bes' haggler!

John Bernard Books: Best in the world, Moses.

[Moses laughs]

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John Bernard Books: How much do I owe you, Doc?

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: Books, you're a man after my own heart. Usually that's the *last* thing they say. Let's see, the office visit and the laudanum... make it $2.00

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John Bernard Books: [Clearly depressed when Hostetler tells him his cancer is fatal] You told me I was strong as an ox!

Dr. E.W. Hostetler: Well, even an ox dies.

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John Bernard Books: Sometimes it isn't being fast that counts, or even accurate; but willing. Most men will draw a breath or blink an eye before they shoot. I won't.

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John Bernard Books: [addressing the barman after entering the bar where his last gunfight will take place] Mister, this is my birthday. Gimme the best in the house.

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Gillom Rogers: [Gillom is dusting off a carriage as Books and Mrs. Rogers prepare for a drive to Lake Tahoe] Moses says he don't rent out this buggy too often.

Mrs. Rogers: Doesn't.

Gillom Rogers: 'Doesn't'... except for funerals.

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John Bernard Books: Where's Gillom?

Bond Rogers: In the woodshed.

John Bernard Books: That's appropriate.

Bond Rogers: Why?

John Bernard Books: You stay outta this.

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Bond Rogers: Where are you from, Mr. Hickock?

John Bernard Books: Abilene, Texas

Bond Rogers: And what do you do there?

John Bernard Books: United States Marshall

Bond Rogers: That's nice.

John Bernard Books: No it isn't.

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John Bernard Books: [to Gillam] Would you tell Mrs. Rogers that a tuckered out old man would like a room?

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[last lines]

Gillom Rogers: LOOK OUT!

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Gillom Rogers: [first lines, voiceover] His name was J.B. Books, and he had a matching pair of 45's with antique ivory grips that were something to behold. He wasn't an outlaw. The fact is for a while he was a lawman. Long before I met Mr. Books, he was a famous man. I guess his fame was why somebody or other was always after him. The wild country had taught him to survive. He lived his life and herded by himself. He had a credo that went:

John Bernard Books: I won't be wronged, I won't be insulted, and I won't be laid a hand on. I don't do these things to other people, and I require the same from them.

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