Wyatt Earp
Dennis Quaid *Doc Holiday* All of you can kiss my rebel dick.
What is wrong with me? What have you got? I am dying of tuberculosis. I sleep with the nastiest whore in Kansas. Everyone who knows me hates me, and every morning I wake up surprised that I have to spend another day in this piss-hole world. (To onlookers) All you can kiss my rebel dick!
Dave Rutabaugh is an ignorant scoundrel! I disapprove of his very existence. I considered ending it myself on several occasions but self-control got the better of me.
Warren Earp: Wyatt, you're still a marshal around here, aren't you?
Doc Holliday: Sure. But now he's going to be a marshal and an outlaw. Best of both worlds, son.
Doc Holliday: (to Wyatt) Have you ever wondered why you and I have been part of so many unfortunate incidents, but are still here? I have figured it out. It's nothing much, just luck. I wake up every day looking at Death, and you know what? He ain't half bad. I think the secret old Mr. Death is hiding is that for some of us, it's better on the other side. I know it can't be any worse for me. Maybe that's the place for your Maddie. Wyatt, for some of us, this world ain't ever gonna be right.
Wyatt Earp: [blocking the advance of gun-toting ranchhands into Dodge] I am Wyatt Earp!
Gun-toting Ranchhand #1: Who the *fuck* is Wyatt Earp?
Gun-toting Ranchhand #2: I expect he's just some asshole!
Warren Earp: He's the asshole who enforces the law in Dodge City!