- James T. West: [while being searched by an uncredited henchman] There's a gatling gun in my left boot.
- James T. West: You were made to wear silk.
- Carlotta Waters: And you were made for a form-fitting pine box.
- Carlotta Waters: [Silas and Carlotta want the real Constitution, which West says is in a secret compartment. West is about to open it, but Carlotta stops him] No. No, you don't. You get it, Silas.
- Silas Grigsby: [motioning for West to step aside] Mr. West.
- James T. West: You better let me. It's a little tricky.
- Artemus Gordon: Yes, you see Mr. Grigsby, unless you turn that knob just so, you're gonna be dead before you hit the floor.
- Silas Grigsby: Really?
- [Artemus nods]
- Silas Grigsby: [sarcastically] You're frightening me, gentlemen.
- [turns the knob to the right, which triggers two guns set up behind him; he falls dead on the floor]