O'Rourke: (explaining plan to marry off Parmenter) But haven't you noticed lately that look in Wrangler Jane's eyes, that kind of rice and old shoes look?
Agarn: Well, I seen her eatin' rice, but I ain't never seen her wearin' old shoes.
O'Rouke: (frustrated) We are going to play cupid, stupid.
Wild Eagle: I think I'm coming down with a chest cold.
Crazy Cat: Could be pneumonia, Chief, and then off to the Happy Hunting Ground.
Wild Eagle: Again with the Happy Hunting Ground! You keep dreaming you gonna become chief someday. Huh! Over my dead body!
Crazy Cat: That's when I become chief.