Pat Garrett Quotes in Young Guns II (1990)

Pat Garrett: [after Billy's gang has leaped over a steep cliff] Jesus Christ! Even their horses are crazy!

Pat Garrett: It's alright, we've got time. We'll go back through El Royal.

John W. Poe: Well, that's convenient.

Pat Garrett: What?

John W. Poe: The Kid'll be long gone. Maybe that's what you want, Pat.

Pat Garrett: What I want is for you to cork your goddamn government mouth, mister. And the next time you address me common, I will put you on your prissy little ass.

John W. Poe: [after Pat's father gets them out of a jam with the Indians] Sheriff I need to have a movement!

Pat Garrett: Me too!

Jane Greathouse: ...you used to make me hotter than a June bride sitting bareback on a depot stove but I don't share my bed with the law.

Pat Garrett: And I don't keep with whores no more so ain't we both content.

William H. Bonney: You killed the boys, Patsie!

Pat Garrett: No, Kid. You did. If I was with you I'd be one of 'em.

[Pat prepares to shoot a helpless enemy]

Pat Garrett: Wait, do I know you?

Travers: Yeah, you know me, you do.

Pat Garrett: Yeah.

Travers: Yeah...

Pat Garrett: What's your name?

Travers: Travers, from Tula Rosa.

Pat Garrett: [thinking] Travers... hmm, nope.

[Shoots him]

Kip McKinney: Nah... I ain't goin'.

Pat Garrett: You owe it to me.

Kip McKinney: I do? For *what*?

Pat Garrett: For not killing at over at rosewater, for gettin' you this job, and not seein' run you outta this territory, for pullin' you outta that snow drift up at Shamus, and for cold cockin' you over at Stillwater Saloon last fall, and savin' you from Rabbit Owens from bitin' off your ear, and from just puttin' up with you for a hell of a lot longer than I oughta...

Kip McKinney: Yeah... Well I hope they spell my name right in the paper.

Sheriff Colin Baker: Understand you been ridin' for Chisum. I'd rather be on the outside of the law than packing a badge for that town of Lincoln and them that's a-runnin' it.

Pat Garrett: It's a job. Comes an age in a man's life when he don't wanna spend time figuring what comes next.

Pat Garrett: Now I want you to stand over behind Breed, here. Now I want you to take the stock of that gun and rap him smartly on the back of the head. You do it, boy, or this bullet that's going through his chest is liable to come out the other side and tickle your private parts.

Pat Garrett: [to the prostitutes undressing him in his as the start to take off his longjohns] Pull hard. They've been on a long time.

Pat Garrett: Lemuel.

Lemuel: Yeah?

Pat Garrett: You drag your fat ass over here so we can all see you.

Lemuel: You're crazier than a mule-humpin' goat. Sitting there with all that law crammed inside of you just bustin' to get out. I wouldn't give a sweet jerk in hell if the Kid *did* lay you out.

Billy the Kid: It's nice to have you with us Big Casino!

Pat Garrett: Thanks, Little Casino.

Pat Garrett: Well, I'm upwind and I smell it on you.

Billy the Kid: Buffalo?

Pat Garrett: Death.

Billy the Kid: I see what you mean. Can it ever go away? That smell I mean.

Pat Garrett: Sure it can, with time, good company and patience.

Sallie Chisum: I think in some ways, the two of them are a lot alike.

Pat Garrett: Who?

Sallie Chisum: Uncle John, Billy Bonney. Don't you think they are? Don't you?

Pat Garrett: Not in the important things.

Sallie Chisum: Like what?

Pat Garrett: Well, Mr. Chisum's changed with the times. He doesn't like to let on, but he cares... about the people here and in town, about the Indians and the territory. Well, he's independent, and he likes to do things his own way, but he cares.

Sallie Chisum: And Billy doesn't?

Pat Garrett: I guess he can't help it. But you heard him, all he cares about is gettin' those men.

Sallie Chisum: In a way, doesn't it amount to the same thing?

Pat Garrett: No. Billy wants revenge. Mr. Chisum wants justice. There's a big difference.

[first lines]

Townsman: Doc Holliday just got off the stagecoach! Do you want me and some of the boys to come along with you?

Pat Garrett: Why do ask that?

Townsman: Well, I certainly wouldn't want to fool around with him if I were alone.

Pat Garrett: I don't blame you, but I ain't gonna make no trouble for Doc Holliday. He's my best friend!

Doc Holliday: I need a little money and I thought maybe you'd like to come in with me.

[Pat laughs]

Doc Holliday: What's the matter?

Pat Garrett: I'll let you have the money, but if the deal's anything like that last one of yours, you better not tell me about it.

Doc Holliday: Why not?

[Pat pulls back his vest and reveals his Sheriff's badge]

Doc Holliday: Where'd you get that?

Pat Garrett: Oh, they stuck it on me about two weeks ago.

Doc Holliday: You're the last man I thought would be so easily satisfied.

Pat Garrett: Well, l... l... , a man's gotta settle down sometime.

[Pat and Doc rescue Rio, whom Billy has left bound, gagged and strung up by wrists within sight of a desert waterhole]

Doc Holliday: You know, I think he's in love with you.

Rio: What are you talking about?

Doc Holliday: The crazier a man is for a woman, the crazier he thinks and the crazier he acts.

Rio: He's only crazy about one thing - himself.

Pat Garrett: Hey, that gives me a thought. Maybe we'll get Mr. Billy after all.

Rio: How?

Pat Garrett: Like you said - if he's crazy enought to do you like this, maybe he's crazy enough to come back to turn you loose.

Billy the Kid: Well, go ahead.

Pat Garrett: Go ahead what?

Billy the Kid: Aren't you going to say something over Doc?

Pat Garrett: I don't know what to say. I've never said anything over anybody I've killed before.

Billy the Kid: I think we ought to say something over Doc.

Pat Garrett: You better do it.

Billy the Kid: So long, Doc.

Pat Garrett: I thought you might want to keep Doc's guns as a keepsake.

Billy the Kid: Say, I sure would. Thanks, Pat, thanks a lot. I've never had an extra pair. And black holsters, too! They'd go nice with Sunday clothes if I ever get any.

Pat Garrett: [about the fragility of the amnesty] One shot - one ten cent bullet, and that's it!

Pat Garrett: This is my wedding, Billy. You try to start something, I'll take it hard.

Pat Garrett: You see I work up a sweat - to mind my own business.

Pat Garrett: A lot of us have fought hard to hold this country, and I don't think we should give it to Cassidy on a silver platter.