Doc Holliday: Dave Rutabaugh is an ignorant scoundrel! I disapprove of his very existence. I considered ending it myself on several occasions but self-control got the better of me. Wyatt Earp: You been a good friend to me, Doc. Doc Holliday: Shut up. Virgil Earp: We're gonna disarm them and take 'em in. You understand, Doc? Doc Holliday: Oh, I understand Virgil. But [taps shotgun] Doc Holliday: do you think they will? Warren Earp: Wyatt, you're still a marshal around here, aren't you? Doc Holliday: Sure. But now he's going to be a marshal and an outlaw. Best of both worlds, son. Judge Spicer: You have robbed the people of Tombstone of a precious resource. Fred White was a brave lawman, a loving husband and father, a loyal friend and a good man which you, Curly Bill Brocius, are not. Wyatt Earp: You'd be doing me a favor if you called me Wyatt or Earp, but not both. Doc Holliday: Wyatt Earp? I've heard that name before. Don't know where, but it wasn't good. Wyatt Earp: What's wrong with you? Doc Holliday: What is wrong with me? What have you got? I am dying of tuberculosis. I sleep with the nastiest whore in Kansas. Everyone who knows me hates me, and every morning I wake up surprised that I have to spend another day in this piss-hole world. (To onlookers) All you can kiss my rebel dick! Wyatt Earp: Not everyone who knows you hates you, Doc. Doc Holliday: I know it's not always easy being my friend, but I'll be there when you need me. Doc Holliday: All of you can kiss my rebel dick. Doc Holliday: (to Wyatt) Have you ever wondered why you and I have been part of so many unfortunate incidents, but are still here? I have figured it out. It's nothing much, just luck. I wake up every day looking at Death, and you know what? He ain't half bad. I think the secret old Mr. Death is hiding is that for some of us, it's better on the other side. I know it can't be any worse for me. Maybe that's the place for your Maddie. Wyatt, for some of us, this world ain't ever gonna be right. [Just before the confrontation at the OK Corral] Clem Hafford: Is there gonna be a fight, Wyatt? Wyatt Earp: I think there must be.
: Mister, I've been in a really bad mood for the last few years, so I'd appreciate it if you'd just leave me alone. [at a gravesite] Bat Masterson: They say it was the biggest funeral in the history of Dodge [city] Bat Masterson: . Of course, the town ain't that old. Doc Holliday: What do you want to do? Wyatt Earp: Kill them all. Morgan Earp: I say we just kill 'em all. Doc Holiday: You know Morg, Wyatt Earp is my friend, but I believe I'm beginning to love you. Mattie: Go back to your Jew whore. Frank Mclaury: You're first on my list Holiday. Spend the rest of your time expecting to see my face. Doc Holiday: Mclaury, seeing you would be a nice change. I understand most of your enemies got it in the back. Doc Holiday: My mama always told me never put off till tomorrow people you can kill today. Frank Stillwell: No-o-o-o...! Wyatt Earp: [shoots him] ... yes! Nicholas Earp: Remember this, all of you. Nothing counts so much as blood. The rest are just strangers. Wyatt Earp: [immediately after returning to Dodge City] My name's Wyatt Earp... it all ends *now*!