McCloud Season 6 Episode 4

(Main Street, ghost town, New Mexico.)
McCloud: Chris, I told ya to skedaddle!
Chris Coughlin: If I had, you wouldn't know where the money is.
McCloud: I've got a confession to make. I don't know where the money is.
Chris Coughlin: I do.
McCloud: You do?
(They kiss.)

(Broadhurst is reluctuantly covering for McCloud.)
Det. Simms: Look Joe, he's your friend. If you should run into him, tell him the Federal boys are after him.
Det. Polk: They may not be as polite as our guys. Tell him it'd be a good idea if he turned himself in to the Chief.
Det. Simms: A hell of a good idea.
Sgt. Broadhurst: Yeah.

Chris Coughlin: (Affecting a Western drawl.) Sam, I'm gonna feed ya, then I'm gonna head ya back to my corral and straighten ya out, 'cause there's no doubt about it, ya've been in the saddle too long.
McCloud: There ya go.

Wilson: Well, he wouldn't be the first good cop who walked off with the cookie jar.

Chris Coughlin: Sam, you never walk out on a waiter in New York!
McCloud: Aw... just order for me, would ya please? (Exits.)
Chris Coughlin: (To the waiter.) Ahhhhh, he'll have an order of Mexican jumping beans, and a glass of prune juice. Please.

Edmonds: As far as my department is concerned, McCloud pumped six shells into two of my men, and it's no holds barred.
Chief Clifford: The New York City Police Department does not condone lynch mobs, City or Federal.

Chief Clifford: (On intercom.) I want an APB. Samuel McCloud.
Assistant: McCloud?
Chief Clifford: You heard me. You have his description.

Chief Clifford: If you do anything that rubs off on anybody in this department...

McCloud: Good question.
Chief Clifford: Well, thank you, McCloud. I pride myself on asking good questions. I hope that buried somewhere in that head of yours is a good answer.

McCloud: They can tip us, and then tip them that they tipped us.

McCloud: Well, I guess I'll just have to oblige the lady.
Chris Coughlin: There ya go.

Chris Coughlin: What can we do at lunch besides eat?