- Socrates Poole: You look wonderful.
- Iphigenia Poole: So do you, although you are starting to get father's hairline.
- Socrates Poole: And you, mother's hips.
- Peter Hutter: Hah! Ah first saw this little trick in a wild west show. During my formative years. 'Course they use blanks, it being a family show an' all. Now y' can't have the kids see'n all the blood 'n guts, might make them grow up to be warped. I'd say you'd got about... ohhh 15 minutes before the sun bakes that rawhide tied around your bodies, crackin your ribs and squeeeezing your guts all over tarnation. Then, after suitable torment this raw hide bakes tight around the trigger and BANG! Two first class non-stop tickets to the after life. Purdy neat huh?
- Brisco County Jr.: Ok now... Bend over and chew on this.
- Iphigenia Poole: I beg your pardon!
- Brisco County Jr.: The straps
- Iphigenia Poole: Chivalry is dead!
- Peter Hutter: Ah've got my plate, so where's yours Randolph.
- Jack Randolph: Gravesend, stagecoach office under the floorboards.
- Peter Hutter: Gravesend? The town's buried under 50 feet of water.
- Jack Randolph: That's right.
- Peter Hutter: So how in the hell are we gonna get your plate? With a fishing pole a'hope and delusional fantasies for bait?
- Peter Hutter: [Randolph shows Pete the newspaper] Innerspace suite.
- Jack Randolph: That's right, it's for underwater exploration. That's how we're gonna get that plate back.
- Lord Bowler: What happen t' Gravesend, who put a dang lake here?
- Brisco County Jr.: Dam.
- Lord Bowler: Alright damn lake.
- Brisco County Jr.: Dam, as in water barrier. The Army put it in last spring. It was in all the papers.