Tell Them Willie Boy Is Here (1969)

Injured Poolroom Patron : That damned redskin tried to kill me! What kind of town is this? That's my blood. He tried to kill me!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : If he tried, you'd be dead.

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : I use you the way you use me and if you weren't a fool playing sheriff in a dusty market town you'd know that. You'd know something!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Who do you think you are?

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : Elizabeth Arnold - A.B., Radcliffe; Anthropologist, Smithsonian; M.D., Johns Hopkins! Who are you?

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : [Deputy Sheriff Coop explains what happened to Dr. Elizabeth Arnold after killing Willie Boy] I gave him his change. He didn't want it. He didn't have no bullets in his gun.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : I've never seen you in Eastern war paint before.

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : I need their help with the President. They're more likely to help their own kind.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Well, you're their kind.

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Sheriff Frank Wilson : We've got nothing to show. What the hell's the matter with you? Goddammit, Coop, people have got to see something!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Tell 'em we're all out of souvenirs.

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : I don't want you here tonight.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : I know you don't want me here. But, here I am. So, let me in. You know it don't matter what you say. You know that. So, come on. Let me in.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : You're just gonna hang around here, motherin' these Indians until you're sick and tired of it. And then you go off somewhere, I don't know, Europe, the East, some damn place lookin' for somebody else to save. What's that got to do with me? You just want me to say I love you or somethin'. Words. Somethin' to make you feel nice and comfortable and happy. That don't have nothin' to do with me.

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : You couldn't make anyone happy! You can't even make yourself into a man killing Indians, like your father, that great Western, murdering Marshall!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : My father doesn't have nothin' to do with anything.

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : That's all gone now. All you can do is humiliate me!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : You can always say no.

Dr. Elizabeth Arnold : How could I resist you? You're brutal, coarse, violent, like a wolf in a cage!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : This posse couldn't catch a dog in the streets. And they're not going to catch Willie unless he wants it. I say he ain't our business, he's Indian business. And the hell with it.

Ray Calvert : That's the way to be born if you gotta be born, Coop. Boston money, smart and snotty, everything comin' to you. The superintendent of this here Indian reservation has got the finest legs I've ever seen on man or beast. It's too bad she don't like you, Coop. There's gold in them hills.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : I'll live.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Out! I'm not about to waste my night in jail with you. Get your rig and get the hell out of the county.

Meathead : That's damn white of you, Sheriff.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Frank, I need a coroner down here right away.

Sheriff Frank Wilson : Who got killed?

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Some Indian. The killer's run away with his daughter.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : What the hell's he want to go to Palm Springs for? What's he got there but some lungers livin' in tents and some Indians he don't know. He should be headin' to Twenty-Nine Palms where he can get help. He should be headed up the Dry Morengo Pass.

Judge Benby : I think you send that man home, Sheriff.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : You're not mayor yet, Judge. You're just runnin' - the same as Willie.

Sheriff Frank Wilson : Would you boys like to see the Presidential suite?

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : I think the gentlemen would like to see the bar. The orange juice is on the house; the bourbon is on Sheriff Wilson.

Sheriff Frank Wilson : Bad news, Coop, real bad!

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Like what?

Sheriff Frank Wilson : Willie Boy and a band of Paiutes ambushed the posse.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : How do you know?

Sheriff Frank Wilson : What do you mean, "How do I know?" It's on the Western Union from Whitewater Station.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : How many got it?

Sheriff Frank Wilson : Ray Calvert's dead. Two or three others - we don't know. Those newshounds are burning up the wires and they're pulling you and me right in the middle along side of the President. And those sons-of-bitches are in there gettin' half drunk on my whiskey!

Dexter : Is there any danger to Riverside? What about the President's train? How could a couple of hundred Indians get the idea they could overthrow the government of the United States? And where is Ruby Mountain?

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Where it always has been.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : My father got it from a horse thief in a Ludlow saloon that was so drunk he couldn't even stand up.

Newman : Indian wasn't it?

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Half and half.

Newman : Well, it don't make sense.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Maybe that's the sense it makes.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : Same signal for you.

Harry : Suppose you get a knife in your gut so I don't hear no shots at all?

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : You'll hear me grunt.

Digger : She sure don't look dead.

Deputy Sheriff Christopher 'Coop' Cooper : She will soon.