Edward: So should I bring her back around 6?
Millie: We really don't keep a schedule around here. He'll just be in when he feels like putting his penis in an asshole.
Edward: So we'll say 6, then.


Anna: What's with this fair?
Albert: Every year, people die.
Anna: Really?


Doctor Harper: I couldn't save her.
Albert: She had a splinter. What the hell were you supposed to do?


Albert: The American West is a terrible place in time. Everything out here that's not you wants to kill you. Angry drunk people, hungry animals, outlaws... the fucking doctor!


Edward: Oh, hey, look! It's the ice!
Edward: Ice is so big!
Albert: So it doesn't melt. Actually, it's really interesting how they do it. It's this one company out in Boston that- OOAH! That went so, so fast! Ah!
Albert: So it doesn't melt. Actually, it's really interesting how they do it. It's this one company out in Boston that- OOAH! That went south so fast! Ah!


Angry Cowboy: "People die at the fair."


Cowboy at Fair: "Take your hat off boy, that's a Dollar"


Clinch: I know you're here, Stark!


Edward: Please don't shoot us on sex night.