Running Buffalo: Swell party, where's the whisky?
George Washington McLintock: Cuthbert H. Humphrey, Governor of our territory, is a cull. Do you know what a cull is, ma'am? A cull is a specimen that is so worthless that you have to cut him out of the herd. Now if all the people in the world were put in one herd, Cuthbert is the one I would throw a rope at.
George Washington McLintock: Don't say it's a fine morning or I'll shoot ya.
George Washington McLintock: This is probably the first marriage I've ever seen that started out with a spanking.
George Washington McLintock: I've got a touch of hangover, bureaucrat. Don't push me.
Becky McLintock: Oh you poor dear.
Devlin Warren: Poor dear? You'd a had me shot in cold blood. Yelling I insulted you an all. What you need is a good spanking.
Becky McLintock: Daddy?
George Washington McLintock: Leave me out of this.
Devlin Warren: And I think I'll give you what you deserve?
Becky McLintock: You wouldn' dare.
George Washington McLintock: And I am not intoxicated... yet.
Becky McLintock: What I'd rather do, Daddy, is drive Junior home in our barouche. It's a lovely evening and I'm sure Uncle Drago wouldn't mind driving.
Drago: I would, and I got the kind of manners don't keep me from sayin' so just to be polite.
George Washington McLintock: I came close to killing you a couple of times when I was younger. I'm sad I didn't.
George Washington McLintock: Dev, what are you doing?
Devlin Warren: I just thought I'd get another cigar.
George Washington McLintock: Well you've got one in your mouth and two burning in the tray... and that move.
George Washington McLintock: Agard, if you knew anything about Indians, you'd know that they're doing their level best to put up with our so-called 'benevolent patronage' in spite of the nincompoops that've been put in charge of it.