Marty: "Hey, lighten up, jerk!"
Buford: "Mighty strong words, runt. You man enough to back em' up with more than just a pie plate?"
Marty: "Look, just leave my friends alone."
Buford: "What's wrong, dude? You yellow? That's what I thought. A yellow belly."
Marty: "Nobody calls me yellow."
Buford: "Then let's finish it, right now."
Buford's Gang Member #1: "Uh, not now, Buford. Marshal's got our guns."
Buford: "Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow."
Buford's Gang Member #2: "Tomorrow we're robbing the Pine City stage."
Buford: "What about Monday? We doin' anything Monday?"
Buford's Gang Member #1: "Uh, no. Monday'd be fine. You can kill hin on Monday."
Buford: "I'll be back this way on Monday. We'll settle this then, right there out in the street, in front of the Palace Saloon."
Marty: "Yeah, right. When? High noon?"
Buford: "Noon? I do my killin' before breakfast. 7:00!"
Marty: "8:00. I do my killin' after breakfast."