Holliday: (caught "hiding") Bart, my old friend, it's good to see ya.
Bart: I'll just betcha it is. Doc, you are a low-down, connivin' double-dealer.
Holliday: Shh-h-h, Bart, quiet, these gentlemen are my colleagues.
Bart: When you left me in Dodge, you left me holdin' the bag, and you know it, Doc.
Holliday: Bart, she was beautiful.
Bart: And her husband was eight-feet tall. If I hadn't paid him that $2,000 you owed him, he would've busted me up into little pieces.