Quotes

Terreur à l'ouest

The Oklahoma Kid: Listen, I learned this about human nature when I was but so high, and that is: that the strong take away from the weak, and the smart take it away from the strong.

[referring to his gun]
The Oklahoma Kid: This is the only law that I know is worth a hoot in this part of the country. The only law.

John Kincaid: In the end, I'll see that the law gets you. And it won't be just to run you out of town. It'll be at the end of a rope.

John Kincaid: What's your proposition?
Whip McCord: You go right ahead and build your town and attract settlers.
John Kincaid: So you can take away their money at faro and roulette, eh?
Whip McCord: Yeah, that's the idea. You take care of their virtues, I'll take care of their vices. Simple, ain't it?

Jane Hardwick: Jim... what are you going to do?
The Oklahoma Kid: I've got a date with McCord!
Judge Hardwick: Now listen son, I know just how you feel...
The Oklahoma Kid: Well then in that case you won't hold me up with a lotta talk, will you?
Jane Hardwick: Haven't you done enough?
The Oklahoma Kid: I haven't done anything! Except kill a lotta ki-yotes in self defense... if you wanna put it in law talk.

The Oklahoma Kid: I don't take to this itch for plowing up new empires. That's all.
Judge Hardwick: But, why not?
The Oklahoma Kid: I'll tell you why not. Now, look. In the first place, The white people steal the land from the Indians, right?
Judge Hardwick: They get paid for it, don't they?
The Oklahoma Kid: Paid for? Yeah. A measly dollar and 44 cents a acre, price agreed at the point of a gun. Then the immigrants sweat and strain and break their hearts carving out a civilization. Fine. Great! Then, when they get it all pretty and prosperous, along come the grafters and land-grabbers and politicians and with one hand skim off the cream and with the other scoop up the gravy.

Narrator: Hunted, hiding... The Kid continued to play his cards the way he saw them... and by his own rules.

Ned Kincaid: Pop is counting on you to bringing law and order in this territory, Judge.
Judge Hardwick: That's going to be some job, judging from the scum of the west I've seen drifting in here.

The Oklahoma Kid: [singing] I don't want to play in your yard, I don't like you anymore, You'll be sorry when you see me, Sliding down our cellar door. You can't holler down our rain barrel, You can't climb our apple tree, Oh, I don't want to play in your yard, For you aren't as good to me.

Judge Hardwick: Those people are going out to there to build a new empire.
The Oklahoma Kid: Fine. Let 'em have it.
Judge Hardwick: You mean to say you got no feeling for the country? No pride in seeing a civilization carved out of a wilderness? What sort of an American are you?
The Oklahoma Kid: I like the country fine. As for civilization, I got nothing particular against it. I can take it or leave it alone.

Ned Kincaid: Shooting, killings, robberies, and a mighty orgy of drunkenness, gambling, vice!

Jane Hardwick: I just mean, if you're empire building...
The Oklahoma Kid: Who said anything about empire building?
Jane Hardwick: Well, I just mean, its a difficult thing to do for yourself. In a Empire, you've got to have people. For people, you've got to have children. And for children...

Intertitles: Out of the wilderness, sprouts an empire. Pioneers, their eyes fixed on the future, build a town - - one day to be a city... . Tulsa. But with new growth - - old evils... . vice, crime, gambling, murder... .

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