Dandy Jim Buckley: By the way, have you got any money?
[Maverick searches his pockets and discovers he's been robbed]
Dandy Jim Buckley: You to, Brutus?
Bret Maverick: Why pick on me?
Dandy Jim Buckley: Well, there was no one else I could trust. So I was on my way to St. Louis to get my cousin, who I don't trust very much, either, when I ran into you. You're greatest weakness, my friend, is you're completely trustworthy.
Bret Maverick: You know, I ought to break your neck.
Dandy Jim Buckley: The urge will pass.
Dandy Jim Buckley: Hold it! I'll take that gold, friend Maverick. Try anything and you'll stop a bullet.
Bret Maverick: Buckley, you're a crook and a cheat and a doublecrosser, but you're not a killer. You could no more pull that trigger than quit marking decks.
Bret Maverick: Aw, cheer up, Buckley. We still have $2000 apiece and a clear conscience.
Madame Pompey: I used to have a pet skunk - called him "Jim Dandy".