Four Fast Guns (1960)

James Craig: Tom Sabin

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Quotes 

• [holding a replica of the "Venus di Milo" statue] 

  Hoag : Hey, girls, she's here - the Venus!

  First Saloon Girl : Venus who?

  Mary Hoag : Di Milo

  Second Saloon Girl : Did she ever play Mahogany Hall in New Orleans?

  Hoag : Nah, she's imported from Europe - the most beautiful woman who ever lived.

  Tom Sabin : Sure covers a lot of women.

• Tom Sabin : I'm no angel.

  Mary Hoag : That's lucky. Angels get the wings singed in Purgatory.

• Tom Sabin : Last night, a couple of ranchers lost their herds.

  Hoag : Is that so? Probably just some of the boys lettin' off a little steam.

  Tom Sabin : They're lettin' off a little lead, too. One of the ranchers got killed.

  Hoag : Sabin, take a look in that mirror there. You see all those people? The world is covered with a swarm of them like a swarm of ants. So what difference does it make if two or three of 'em get stepped on.

  Tom Sabin : Like you?

• Hoag : Now what you ought to do is take a good, long ride for yourself.

  Tom Sabin : I've been told that before. I don't like it.

  Hoag : Oh? In that case, you can mail these letters for me on the way out.

  Tom Sabin : Naco, Brown, Quijano...

  Hoag : The three fastest guns in the territory. You know 'em?

  Tom Sabin : Only by reputation. You sendin' for 'em?

  Hoag : Could be birthday cards. But you could, uh, tear up those letters if you wanted to take that ride.

  Tom Sabin : That would be tamperin' with the government mail.

  Hoag : Johnny Naco, Quijano and a man they call Farmer Brown...

  Tom Sabin : Happy birthday.

• Dipper : We had a town meeting after church today I proposed you for marshal, Marshal.

  Tom Sabin : You what?

  Dipper : Now don't get sore. They voted not to.

  Tom Sabin : You do a fool trick like that again and I'll run you out of town! Now get out of here! Get!

  Dipper : Fine thing a fella gettin' thrown out of his own jail.

• Dipper : Marshal Becker's dead!

  Tom Sabin : Well, I guess that takes care of getting any legal action against Hoag. We'll have to handle this ourselves.

  Dipper : What do you mean "we"? I ain't no deputy.

  [Sabin hands Dipper a deputy badge] 

  Tom Sabin : Oil for the door hinges.

• Mary Hoag : You're certainly fixing things up around here, Mr. Sabin.

  Tom Sabin : Well, uh-uh, Dipper wanted to build a new gunrack and a few odds and ends. He's goin' to put some shelves over here and, yeah, we've got a new chandelier - imported all the way from Perkins' General Store. Now you might tell your husband. He likes to import things.

• Tom Sabin : You don't sound a woman pleading for her man.

  Mary Hoag : I'm not!

  Tom Sabin : I have no woman to plead for me.

  Mary Hoag : Then you're going through with it?

  Tom Sabin : Till death us do part.

• Tom Sabin : How did you get started in this business of yours?

  Mary Hoag : With a marriage certificate.

  Tom Sabin : Sorry.

  Mary Hoag : How did you get started in your present business?

  Tom Sabin : With a gun.

  Mary Hoag : Sorry.

• Mary Hoag : Did you hear something?

  Tom Sabin : Ahh, I'm not sure.

  Mary Hoag : Why did you come for a walk with me if you were so suspicious?

  Tom Sabin : Did you ever hear of a lady named Salome?

  Mary Hoag : The girl who wanted John the Baptist?

  Tom Sabin : The same. When she couldn't have him, she demanded his head on a silver platter.

  Mary Hoag : Did she get it? Well, did she?

  Tom Sabin : ...Mm-hmm.

  Mary Hoag : You're damned right she did!

• Dipper : Just a minute - I got somethin' for you.

  [Dipper hands Tom a piece of paper] 

  Tom Sabin : Why don't you learn to spell "resignation"?

  Dipper : Well, I can spell quit!

• Mary Hoag : Tom... Tom, I love you, but I'll stand by Hoag like I always have. I'm his wife.

  Tom Sabin : If you say you're his wife and you're true to him, then you're his wife.

  Mary Hoag : And if you keep things right, then you're the marshal.

  Tom Sabin : I'm no marshal.

  Mary Hoag : I'm no wife.

• Mary Hoag : Won't it ever stop? Must it be your own brother now?

  Johnny Naco : Once I stop I'm dead. Can you stop?

  Tom Sabin : I thought I could, but when it came right down to it, I really couldn't. I guess it runs in the family.

  Johnny Naco : Well, so long, Tom.

  Tom Sabin : You can mean that two ways, Johnny boy.

  [Tom and Johnny draw their guns and fire]