- Rudy Butler: That's a walk-in bank. You don't have to be Dillinger for this one.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Dillinger got killed.
- Rudy Butler: Not in a bank.
- Fran Clinton: Would you please carry my kitty for me?
- Laughlin: The cat?
- Fran Clinton: Yeah.
- Fran Clinton: What's its name?
- Fran Clinton: Poor little Harold.
- Laughlin: That's a strange name for a pussy.
- Dentist: [When Doc McCoy cuts the power to deactivate the alarm in the bank, at a nearby dentist office] Superior technology, my ass.
- [Doc has killed five men at a hotel near the Mexican border and carjacked a cowboy in his pickup]
- Cowboy: Ya know, if I's you kids what I'd do? I'd quit this runnin' around the country. Ya know, git a little bit a money together 'n, hell, buy a place 'n settle down 'n raise a family. I've been married for 35 years, same old gal; man she's a tough ol' hide. God dang, everything I am, I owe ta her.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Say a, pull over over here would ya.
- Cowboy: Okay, what ever you say.
- [Pulls over]
- Cowboy: Now what?
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Let's get out a spell.
- [Cowboy and Doc get out of the truck. Doc and Carol exchange glances and smile at each other]
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: How much money did you make last year?
- Cowboy: Aw, reckon about five thousand.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Suppose I give you ten thousand for that truck of yours.
- Cowboy: You're serious?
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: I am.
- Cowboy: An'a I keep ma' mouth shut, an' I don't say nothin' 'bout the truck, 'n I never seen either one a the two of ya.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: That's what I want.
- [Carol counts out some hundreds]
- Cowboy: How 'bout twenty?
- [Doc smiles and laughs]
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: How 'bout thirty?
- Cowboy: God damn, ma'am, you got a deal!
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Pay the man, honey.
- [Carol pays the cowboy]
- Cowboy: Thank ya, ma'am.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Now you're gonna have to walk on back to the border.
- Cowboy: Oh that's alright. Don't worry 'bout me.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Hope you find what you're lookin' for.
- [Shakes hands with the Cowboy]
- Cowboy: Vaya con Dios. You too, maam.
- [Walks away]
- Cowboy: Take care, ya hear? God damn!
- [laughing and walking]
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [to Carol] Come on.
- [Drives away in the most beat up truck I've ever seen]
- [Talking about how Doc was sprung out of prison]
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: My old lady must've made you a lot of promises.
- Jack Beynon: Close... I wouldn't feel...
- [Carol shoots Jack]
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [after arriving at the rendezvous] Where's Jackson?
- Rudy Butler: He didn't make it. Neither did you.
- [pulls his gun]
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [shoots Rudy]
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: If you're trying to get me back in Huntsville, you're going about it the right way.
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: Well I just wouldn't worry about that Doc, becasue I can always get you out, you know I can screw every prison official in Texas if I have to!
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Texas is a big state.
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: I can handle it.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Yeah, I bet you can.
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: We've got time, Doc. We've got lots of time.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Just give me a minute, baby.
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: Listen, I'm just as nervous as you are.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Really?
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: Really. Let me make you feel good, Doctor.
- Hardware Store Owner: You got a flashlight, light batteries, hay hooks, gloves, wire cutters. What do you want all this stuff for?
- Rudy Butler: I'm going on a picnic.
- Hardware Store Owner: Going on a picnic? Oh, okay.
- Fran Clinton: You don't always have to take your gun out. I'll do anything you want. Really, I-I will.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: You can't trust a thing nowadays.
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: I tell you something, Doc, one of these days you're gonna have to trust somebody.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: I trust. You want to see what I trust? In God I trust. It's the words in the back of every bill.
- Cowboy: Can I ask you a personal question?
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: Sure.
- Cowboy: Are you kids married?
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: Yeah.
- Cowboy: Hey, I'm glad. Damn, you know, that's the trouble with this God dang world: there ain't no morals.
- Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [referring to Carol scratching her leg] I told you to cut that out! This isn't a game!
- Carol Ainsley McCoy: It's all a game!
- [first lines]
- Parole Board Chairman: I think we can begin. First parole request for Carter 'Doc' McCoy.