Daniel Boone

Sulie: The constable is a funny man. Blackstone: You won't think me such a funny man when you find yourselves dangling at the end of a rope.

Davey (to Daniel about his money belt): Well now, you must have quite a tax bill.

Blackstone: Mr. Boone, I'll try to get your money back for you. Daniel: If you don't mind, Mr. Blackstone, I'll do my own collectin'. Blackstone: Be proud to have you along, sir.

Sulie: How much you figure you'll get for the furs? Davey: Honey, I'm a stage robber not a trapper. I wouldn't have any idea.

Daniel: You just remember you don't have a gun. Blackstone: I know that only too well.

Sulie: Let go of me, you big ox. How do you expect me to breathe? Daniel: I'm more concerned with my money and my rifle and that horse.

Sulie: Next time I shoot at you I'm not gonna miss. Daniel: There's not gonna be any next time. Sulie: Don't bet anything you can't afford to lose.

Sulie: You have any family, Mr. Boone? Daniel: Yes, why? Sulie: Just thought it'd be nice to send 'em a message after you're gone. Daniel: That's thoughtful of you. Sulie: That's the least we can do.

Daniel: You're not exactly a mystery, Sulie.

Daniel: You know, Sulie, I've got a feeling that you're in the wrong profession. Sulie: What? Daniel: You should be an actress.

Sulie (to Daniel): You got your money. Why don't you just go to Richmond, pay your taxes, and leave me be?