Martin Balsam: Mayor Wilker
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Quotes
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Mayor Wilker : Who the hell is John McKay?
Waco : [later] Who the hell is James Flagg?
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Boyle : I never figured on this much fuss.
Mayor Wilker : Well, Howard, fuss is publicity. Publicity is votes. Remember that.
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Flagg : Gonna need about 20 men. Volunteers for a posse.
Boyle : Posse?
Mayor Wilker : Did you say posse, Jim Boy?
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Mayor Wilker : Listen, Jim Boy, could you stop at the Emporium and...
Flagg : You buy your own damn perfume!
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Carmel : If my husband knew, why...
Mayor Wilker : Never fear. Your husband is aware only of engines, valves, gasoline.
Carmel : It's true, I'm afraid.
Mayor Wilker : Yes. Every weekend he's out and about in his automobile, while you, in the bloom of your youth and beauty, are left alone, unattended, like an unplucked rose!
Carmel : Yes.
Mayor Wilker : Wasting away.
Carmel : Yes.
Mayor Wilker : A victim of internal combustion.
Carmel : Yes!
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Mayor Wilker : [talking about the plan to stop the train] Why don't you take McKay here with you?
Flagg : He's one of 'em!
Mary : No he isn't... not any more... are you, Mr. McKay?
McKay : No, ma'am... not after they shot Grundy...
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Mayor Wilker : What is all this posse talk?
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Mayor Wilker : Jim, go home. Forget about posses.
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Mayor Wilker : Don't think I don't appreciate your gesture, my flower, but I don't need anyone to blow my trumpet for me.
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Carmel : You're not gonna desert me, are you? Not after last night.
Mayor Wilker : My dear, sweet Carmel, you know, nothing on Earth could provide me with more pleasure than spending the entire day with you. Lolling idly, partaking of your bountiful fruits.
