My Darling Clementine (1946)

Henry Fonda: Wyatt Earp

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Quotes 

• Wyatt Earp : Mac, you ever been in love?

  Mac : No, I've been a bartender all me life.

• [last lines] 

  Wyatt Earp : Ma'am, I sure like that name... Clementine.

• [At his brother's grave] 

  Wyatt Earp : 1864, 1882. 18 years. You didn't get much of a chance did you James? I wrote to Pa and Cory Sue. They're gonna be all busted up over it. Cory Sue's young, but Pa. I guess he'll never get over it. I'll be comin' out to see you regular James. So will Morg and Virg. I'm gonna be around here for a while. Can't tell. Maybe when we leave this country young kids like you will be able to grow up and live safe.

• Wyatt Earp : Sure is a hard town for a fella to have a quiet game o' poker in.

• Wyatt Earp : I've heard a lot about you, too, Doc. You left your mark around in Deadwood, Denver and places. In fact, a man could almost follow your trail goin' from graveyard to graveyard.

  Doc Holliday : There's one here, too... the biggest graveyard west of the Rockies. Marshals and I usually get along much better when we understand that right away.

• [as Wyatt is leaving the hotel after taking the marshal's job, he meets Clanton and his sons] 

  Wyatt Earp : I'm the fella with the trail herd, remember?

  Old Man Clanton : Oh, sure, I remember you.

  Wyatt Earp : You was right. I didn't get very far with 'em. They was rustled this evening.

  Old Man Clanton : That so? Well, that's too bad.

  [Wyatt starts out the door] 

  Old Man Clanton : I guess you'll be headin' for California, huh?

  Wyatt Earp : No, I figured on stickin' around awhile. Got myself a job.

  Old Man Clanton : Cowpunching?

  Wyatt Earp : Marshalin'.

  Old Man Clanton : Marshalln'? In Tombstone?

  [laughs] 

  Old Man Clanton : Well... good luck to ya, Mister...?

  Wyatt Earp : Earp. Wyatt Earp.

• Wyatt Earp : Sure is rough-looking country. Ain't no cow country. Mighty different where I come from. What do they call this place?

  Old Man Clanton : Just over the rise there. Big town... called Tombstone.

• Clementine Carter : I love your town in the morning, Marshal. The air is so clean and clear... the scent of the desert flower.

  Wyatt Earp : That's me... barber.

• [after the shoot-out at the O.K. Corral, Wyatt refuses to shoot Old Man Clanton] 

  Old Man Clanton : My boys... Ike! Sam! Phin! Billy!

  Wyatt Earp : They're dead. I ain't gonna kill you. I hope you live a hundred years... so you'll feel just a little what my pa's gonna feel. Now get out of town - start wandering!

• [Chihuahua has just been seriously wounded] 

  Wyatt Earp : Mac, you and Buck go down and clean up the saloon. Put a couple of tables together and put some lights around 'em. Doc, you're going to operate.

• Wyatt Earp : [Wyatt Earp enters hotel lobby whistling My Darling Clementine, turns to see Clementine Carter waiting for the stage]  Morning, Miss Carter.

  Clementine Carter : Good Morning, Mr. Earp.

  Wyatt Earp : You leaving?

  Clementine Carter : Yes, I'm leaving for the east on a stage.

  Wyatt Earp : East-bound stage don't leave 'til noon on Sunday.

  [moment of silence] 

  Wyatt Earp : It's a mighty short visit.

  Clementine Carter : Some people think I've overstayed my visit already.

  Wyatt Earp : I don't know, ma'am. But if you ask me, I... I think you're givin' up too easy.

  Clementine Carter : Marshal, if you ask me, I... I don't think you know too much about a woman's pride.

  Wyatt Earp : No ma'am, maybe I don't.

• Doc Holliday : I see we're in opposite camps, Marshal. Draw!

  [Draws gun on Wyatt Earp, bar goes quiet] 

  Wyatt Earp : [Pulls open his vest showing he is unarmed]  Can't...

  Doc Holliday : We can take care of that easily enough. Mac...!

  Wyatt Earp : [Virgil Earp slides pistol to Wyatt, who picks it up and examines it]  Brother Morg's gun.

  [Slides gun back to Morgan, Doc turns to see Morgan pick up pistol and holster it. Doc holsters his pistol as well] 

  Wyatt Earp : Big one, that's Morg. The other one, that good lookin' fella, that's my brother Virg. Doc Holliday, fellas!

  Morgan Earp : [Smiling]  Hiya, Doc!

  Virgil Earp : Howdy.

  Doc Holliday : Howdy!

  [Looks back at Wyatt, who smiles, then back at Morgan and Virgil] 

  Doc Holliday : Have a drink!

  [Tension in bar breaks, music starts again] 

  Morgan Earp : Don't mind if I do, Doc!

  [Slaps Doc on back]