- George Shumway: It's the damnedest thing. What's a young girl like that fooling around with an 80-year-old cootie for?
- Tom Hartman: Coot.
- Martha Shumway: Now, don't call my father names!
- [last lines]
- Charlie Haggers: You lay one hand on her... !
- Merle: [pointing shotgun at Charlie] Relax, Daddy, or we'll leave more holes in you than gopher heaven.
- Vassar: Look, we been out huntin' and ain't had any luck till now!
- Loretta Haggers: What do you want?
- Vassar: Nothin' much, little lady. I wonder what you'd look like... barefoot.
- Loretta Haggers: Barefoot?
- Merle: For a start.