Annabelle: There isn't a Mrs. Maverick is there? Maverick: Oh I'm sure I would have remembered. The Archduke: What's greatest Western thrill of all? Joseph: Kill Indians. The Archduke: Kill Indians? Is it legal? Joseph: Oh, white man been doing it for years. Maverick: I've just noticed something. Annabelle: What? Maverick: You can't help it can you? You are irresistible. Maverick: I've only got one gun, that's 6 bullets. They're six, that's 36 bullets. Maybe they've got two guns, that's 72 bullets, maybe they've got rifles... Annabelle: You're babbling. Maverick: No I wasn't. Maverick: Oh, you sure do pick the spots. Joseph: Yeah, I know. You know the next time you people come and drive us off our land I'm gonna find a nice piece of swamp that's so God-awful, maybe then you'll leave us the hell alone. Maverick: See that hawk? You know what it means? Annabelle: No. What does it mean? Maverick: Nothing. But you didn't know that did you? Annabelle: What's with you and Indians anyway? Maverick: Oh nothing, I try to shoot one every day before noon, how about you, Coop? I figured it was their fault too... for being on our land before we got here. Maverick: From the moment I slapped eyes on this hombre, I smelled trouble. And re-fried beans. Maverick: So, are you gonna miss me? Annabelle: Are you gonna miss me? Maverick: You ARE gonna miss me. Maverick: Now, there's something I want you to do for me. Annabelle: Never. I am a lady. Not if you were a hundred years old, not if I was a hundred years old... Maverick: Calm down. I don't want to go to bed with you, lady. Annabelle: Why not? Maverick:
Why - Why not? I'd be too frightened. God knows what parts of me you'd steal. I'd wake up with all sorts of things missing.
[Just like in Lethal Weapon (1987) and its sequels] Bank Robber: I'm getting too old for this shit. Maverick: Lord... whatever I've done to piss you off... if you could just get me out of this and somehow let me know what it was I promise to rectify the situation. Annabelle: If I can't touch you, I can touch your shirt and dream. Maverick: Well, now, I bring all sorts of plusses to the table. I hardly ever bluff and I never ever cheat. Annabelle: What kind of animal are you? Maverick: Vulture. Annabelle: You thought that was fast? I thought it was fast. Well was it? [after a gunfight during the final Poker Game] Commodore: Cooper, your security isn't worth a damn. *Everybody's* got a gun. Zane Cooper: [about to club the Commodore over the head with a branch] I've never committed a cold blooded murder in my life [stops and drops the branch] Zane Cooper: and I won't. Not till I find Maverick. [having just sold his donkey] Maverick: Well he doesn't eat much, but he's a regular jackass. And hee-aw, hee-aw, he always likes to be called Arthur. [an old man walks up to the wagon, and Maverick tries to help him up] Driver: No, no. I'm the driver. Maverick: Oh. Are you alright? Driver: Why does everybody always ask me that? Zane Cooper: Oh, I suppose somebody ought to say something nice about the deceased. Annabelle: How do you know he was nice? We don't know anything about him. The only thing he's got in his wallet is a bunch of names of whorehouses. Maverick: My old pappy always used to say, "there is no more deeply satisfying religious experience... than cheatin' on a cheater." Zane Cooper: I never said that once. You've been misquoting me all your life. Maverick: What, we're going to quibble over fine points? Zane Cooper: You never even get close. Give me some credit. Annabelle: You put me out of the game? Maverick: Yes... I did. Annabelle: Well... I'll just pretend I was playing with someone else's money. Maverick: That shouldn't be too hard. Annabelle: How'd you know I was bluffing? I didn't do any of my tells. I didn't shuffle my cards, I didn't pull my hair, I didn't even flick my teeth. Maverick:
You held your breath. If you'd been excited, you would have started breathing harder.