Washington Hogwallop: Mrs. Hogwallop done R-U-N-N-O-F-T.
Ulysses Everett McGill: You ever been with a woman? Delmar:
I gotta get the family farm back before I start worrying
about that.
Ulysses Everett McGill: You two are just dumber than a bag
of hammers.
[repeated line] Ulysses Everett McGill: We're in a tight
spot!
Ulysses Everett McGill: Me an' the old lady are gonna pick
up the pieces and retie the knot, mixaphorically speaking.
Ulysses Everett McGill: I'll tell you what I am -- I'm the
damn paterfamilias! You can't marry him!
Pete: I always wondered. What's the devil look like? Everett:
Well, of course there are all manner of lesser imps and
demons, Pete. But the great Satan hisself is red and scaly
with a bifurcated tail and he carries a hay fork.
Ulyssess Everett McGill: It does put me in a damn awkward
position, vis-a-vis my progeny.
Ulyssess Everett McGill: Or, if not smithies per se, were
you otherwise trained in the metallurgic arts before straitened
circumstances forced you into a life of aimless wanderin'?
Ulyssess Everett McGill: It's a fool who looks for logic
in the chambers of the human heart.
Ulyssess Everett McGill: You ever been with a woman? Delmar:
I gotta get the family farm back before I can start worryin'
about that.
Penny: Vernon here's got a job. Vernon's got prospects.
He's bona fide. What are you?
Delmar: Them sirens loved him up, and turned him into a
horny toad.
Delmar: Oh George, not the livestock.
Pete: Since we been followin' your lead, we ain't got nothing
but trouble.
Penny Wharvey: He's bona fide! What are you?
[Shopping for pomade while on the run.] Ulysses Everett
McGill: Well I don't want Fop, godammit! I'm a Dapper Dan
man!
Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, it didn't look like a two-horse
town, but try finding a decent hair jelly.
Delmar: George? Some of your foldin' money's done come unstole.
Delmar: You ain't no kind of man if you ain't got land.
George Nelson: Jesus saves, George Nelson withdraws!
Ulysses Everett McGill: What do you do for work? Blind Seer:
I have no work. Ulysses Everett McGill: What's your name?
Blind Seer: I have no name. Ulysses Everett McGill: Well,
there's your problem.
