Cat Ballou (1965)
Jane Fonda: Cat Ballou
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Quotes
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Cat Ballou : Some gang! An Indian ranch hand, a drunken gunfighter, a sex maniac, and an uncle!
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Clay Boone : We can't hold up the train.
Cat Ballou : Why not?
Clay Boone : Lots of reasons.
Cat Ballou : Name 'em.
Clay Boone : We're rustlers, not train robbers.
Cat Ballou : Well, if people didn't try something new, there wouldn't be hardly any progress at all.
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Cat Ballou : Jackson, what's happening?
Jackson Two-Bears : It's ghost sickness.
Cat Ballou : What's that?
Jackson Two-Bears : In this Indian religion, see, we believe what the gods did when they made a man crazy was they made him fall in love.
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Cat Ballou : You won't make me cry. You'll never make me cry!
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Cat Ballou : [returning to the Hole in the Wall after the train robbery] We did it, Mr. Cassidy. My gang! It's just the beginning. We'll wipe out Wolf City! You help me and I'll make you rich.
Butch Cassidy : [reading the payroll bags] Wolf City Development. Property: H. Percival. She stole their payroll, Hedda.
Cat Ballou : Of course.
Butch Cassidy : You ever hear of Mr. Sir Harry Percival? He owns Wolf City Development, which owns Wolf City... which lets us alone. We don't bother them nor Sir Harry Percival, and they don't bother us.
Cat Ballou : Sir Harry Percival. That's the man I should be after.
Butch Cassidy : How you gonna find him?
Cat Ballou : You won't help us?
Butch Cassidy : Cut our own throats?
Cat Ballou : Hole in the Wall's impregnable.
Butch Cassidy : No such thing. It's more trouble than we're worth to dig us out. Now you made it worthwhile!
Cat Ballou : Some gang of cutthroats and murderers. We used to whisper your names when we were kids - scared to say them out loud. How sad - you got old.
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Sir Harry Percival : [shows her the bedroom on the train] This is the master bedroom. Do you approve?
Cat Ballou : Oh, it's swell. A regular Tintoretto!
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Cat Ballou : [Looks at Frankie Ballou, lying in coffin] Why is he smiling like that? My father never smiled like that in his whole life?
[Cat looks in the coffin again, appalled]
Undertaker : Well, he's going to smile like that forever, now. Courtesy of the Wolf City Development Company.
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Cat Ballou : Sir Harry Percival, I presume.
Sir Harry Percival : Really, roughing it on the frontier - how delightful!
Cat Ballou : [as Cat remove her cape to reveal a very low cut dress] Oh, you like our wide open spaces?
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Cat Ballou : I thought you were lying.
Clay Boone : You mean I wasn't?
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Cat Ballou : Mrs. Parker didn't introduce us, I'm Catherine Ballou.
Jed : I'm drunk as a skunk.
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Cat Ballou : What am I gonna do?
Jackson Two-Bears : They got a gun fighter. You get a gun fighter.
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Sheriff Cardigan : [the Sheriff comes to take Cat Ballou to the gallows] Well, it's time. Come on, don't just dawdle. Everybody's waiting.
Cat Ballou : Waiting?
Sheriff Cardigan : Looking forward to it, I might say.
Cat Ballou : I'm sorry they don't like me.
Sheriff Cardigan : You can't blame them, can you? Killing Sir Harry put the kibosh on the whole slaughterhouse. No jobs. No payroll. You took the bread out of half the mouths of Wolf City. You haven't got any friends.
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Cat Ballou : Oh, look at that: a painting on the ceiling!
Sir Harry Percival : Oh, yes. That's a Tintoretto.
Cat Ballou : I'll say it is.
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Cat Ballou : And the first time I ask you to do something for me, like rob one little train!
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Cat Ballou : Where are you staying?
Jed : On the run, ma'am. Hiding out in a crowd.
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Cat Ballou : They're trying to drive him off his ranch! They put manure in his well, they made him talk to lawyers...
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Clay Boone : I think we'll go to St. Louis.
Cat Ballou : St. Louis?
Clay Boone : Yeah, St. Louis! City on the Missouri, railhead of the Santa Fe, jump off for the Oregon Trail - producers of beef, beer, shoes and, ah, good times.
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Cat Ballou : What are you doing here?
Clay Boone : Looking for you.
Cat Ballou : But you're an outlaw.
Clay Boone : Sure am! Got a price on my head!
Cat Ballou : Shh...
Clay Boone : Twenty five dollars for Jed, thirty five dollars for me. Ha ha!
Jed : I want to thank you ma'am for all your help with my nephew and I.
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Cat Ballou : You killed my Father!
Sheriff Cardigan : Oh, that can't be. He's been sitting right there all morning.
Cat Ballou : No, I saw him.
Man #1 : He hasn't been out that rocker all morning long.
Man #2 : It's a fact.
Cat Ballou : Why do you say that?
Sheriff Cardigan : Just telling the truth.
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Cat Ballou : All right! You all say you love me and are beholden to me, and "take it easy Cat. We're gonna take care of you!"
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Sir Harry Percival : [Cat Ballou, masquerading as Trixie, has just pulled her Derringer pistol on him] My wallet is in the top drawer. But you'll never get away with this, Trixie.
Cat Ballou : My name isn't Trixie, Sir Harry. It's Catherine. And I'm Frankie Ballou's daughter.
Sir Harry Percival : So *you're* Cat Ballou, huh?
Cat Ballou : [pulls out a document] Sign this.
Sir Harry Percival : What is it?
Cat Ballou : A confession that you ordered the hiring of Tim Strawn - and are responsible for the murder of my father. Sign it!
Sir Harry Percival : [crosses his arms, chuckles casually] And if I refuse to sign it?
Cat Ballou : I'll kill you!
Sir Harry Percival : Now, why do I doubt that?
Cat Ballou : [with even more conviction] Don't you doubt it, Sir Harry.
Sir Harry Percival : But I do. I don't think you have it in you, Miss Ballou.
Sir Harry Percival : Give me that gun.
[a brief struggle ensues. A shot is fired, Sir Harry falls to the floor, fatally wounded]
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Cat Ballou : Jackson, what's happening?
Jackson Two-Bears : It's ghost sickness.
Cat Ballou : What's that?
Jackson Two-Bears : In this Indian religion, see, we believe what the gods did when they made a man crazy was they made him fall in love.
Cat Ballou : Well, that's very poetic, Jackson. But what does that have to do with us? Who's in love? And with who?
Jackson Two-Bears : [correcting her grammar] With "whom."
Jackson Two-Bears : [chuckles] Well, now, that's another question.
Cat Ballou : Jackson, what am I gonna' do?
Jackson Two-Bears : Ain't much you can do about it. I reckon I'll see you later, ma'am.
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Jed : Here's the safe.
Cat Ballou : Okay you, open up!
Train Messenger : [nonchalantly] Nope.
Clay Boone : Now, come on now! Open it!
Train Messenger : [spits contemptuously in reply]
Clay Boone : I got a gun!
Train Messenger : [unfazed] Well, you just gonna have to use it.
Jed : What we gonna do?
Clay Boone : Told you this was gonna happen.
Jed : What are we gonna do?
Kid Shelleen : [approaching train car] What's wrong?
Clay Boone : He won't open the safe! Says he'd rather die.
Kid Shelleen : That right, mister?
Train Messenger : Yeah.
Train Messenger : [Kid shoots messenger's cap off his head] 7 left, 26 right, 14 left.
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Jed : Ma'am, I can understand your objection to rustlin' - a girl with your background and gentle upbringing - but it's the only way we can raise money.
Cat Ballou : No it's not.
Clay Boone : Well, what do you think we ought to do that's fittin' and proper?
Cat Ballou : Rob a train.
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Cat Ballou : Why do men always think marriage is the only thing on a woman's mind?
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Cat Ballou : Stay here with us. There's somebody trying to kill my father.
Jed : No.
Clay Boone : Jed...
Cat Ballou : Jed.
Jed : We'll stay, ma'am, it'll be our pleasure to do what we can.
Cat Ballou : We don't need him them.
Clay Boone : I think you do. My Uncle here ain't never shot at a man. It's against his principles.
Cat Ballou : Is that true?
Jed : Oh yes, ma'am, that's true. Neither has he.
Clay Boone : But we'll stay and do what we can. As long as there ain't no trouble.
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Butch Cassidy : You ever hear of Sir Harry Percival? He owns the Wolf City Development, which owns Wolf City, which lets us alone. We don't bother them nor Sir Harry Percival, and they don't bother us.
Cat Ballou : Sir Harry Percival? That's the man I should be after.
Butch Cassidy : You? How you gonna find him?
Cat Ballou : You mean you won't help us?
Butch Cassidy : Cut our own throats?
Cat Ballou : But Hole In The Wall's impregnable!
Butch Cassidy : No such a thing. Takes more trouble to dig us out. Now you made it worthwhile!
Cat Ballou : Some gang of cutthroats and murderers. We used to whisper your names when we were kids. Scared to say 'em out loud. How sad.
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Clay Boone : You know, this is a heap of money. We take it, they're gonna booger us forever.
Cat Ballou : Oh, listen to him. Who's afraid of a little booger?
