Ride, Ryder, Ride! (1949)

Jim Bannon: Red Ryder

Quotes 

• Red Ryder : [to his horse]  Roll, Thunder!

• [at the dueling site] 

  Frenchy Beaumont : Are you ready?

  Red Ryder : Ready, willing and, I hope, able.

• [last lines] 

  The Duchess (Red's Aunt) : [reading newspaper headline]  "Hotelkeeper Indicted for Manslaughter". Now that there's a real story you got for the paper, Red.

  Libby Brooks : You know, if I had one story a week like that, I could retire in two years.

  Red Ryder : Well, wait a minute, Libby. You're too young to talk about retiring. Now you take Buckskin there...

  The Duchess (Red's Aunt) : Well, who would want him?

  Buckskin Blodgett : [reaching for his hat while sprawled on the ground]  Well, come here - come here...

  The Duchess (Red's Aunt) : Buckskin, pick it up!

  Buckskin Blodgett : Well, what do you think I've been trying to do for the last hour and a half.

  [Thunder picks up Buckskin's hat with his teeth] 

  Buckskin Blodgett : Ah, ha, ha. Much obliged there, Thunder. Now there, there is the only real gentleman in the house.

• The Duchess (Red's Aunt) : [to Red]  Why you waste breath on that big-mouthed, bat-brained, blabberin' booby I'll never know.

  Buckskin Blodgett : Hey, now just a minute... just a minute. Now, just who do you think you're callin' a booby?

  The Duchess (Red's Aunt) : You, you booby!

  Buckskin Blodgett : Let me tell you somethin' Listen, you old saddle-blister, I wanna tell you somethin'. I have got more brains in that one little bitty ol' finger than I have in my whole head!

  Red Ryder : What was that again, Buckskin?

  Buckskin Blodgett : I was tellin' this ol' whelp, I've got more brains in this little ol' finger than I have... Wait a minute, that doesn't sound right, does it?

  The Duchess (Red's Aunt) : [laughing]  You know, that sounds right. It's the gospel truth!

• Red Ryder : You're the first duelist I've ever known, Frenchy. How does a man go about getting into a duel?

  Frenchy Beaumont : I don't understand.

  Red Ryder : Well, isn't there some sort of formality about the way you duelists issue challenges - like throwing a glass of wine in your opponent's face or slapping him with a glove?

  Frenchy Beaumont : [chuckling]  Really, Ryder, really... .

  Red Ryder : Well, you take Gerry Brooks. He didn't know any more about this duelist's code than I do. How'd you get him to accept your challenge.

  Frenchy Beaumont : To the best of my recollection, he made some comments in public reflecting on my reputation. Being a gentleman of honor, naturally, I resented it.

  Red Ryder : Naturally, being a gentleman, you kept your temper under control.

  Frenchy Beaumont : No, Ryder, I rather believe I lost control momentarily, and hit him.

  Red Ryder : [slaps Frenchy with a glove]  With a glove?

  Frenchy Beaumont : ...Without a glove.

  Red Ryder : Well, that's the information I wanted. I didn't know you duelists ever hit a man just barehanded...

  [Ryder slaps Frenchy barehanded] 

  Red Ryder : Like that.

  Frenchy Beaumont : Why you cowardly...

  Red Ryder : I don't think it's being a coward, Frenchy, hittin' a man who's never lost a duel.

• [Red has been shot in his duel with Frenchy] 

  Frenchy Beaumont : Hey Red! Hey Red, are you alive?

  Red Ryder : ...Sort of.

• [discussing his plan to rid the town of Frenchy and his gunslicks] 

  Red Ryder : Well, they tell me there's more than one way of skinnin' a cat, and I can tell you there's more than two ways of skinnin' a polecat.

• [first lines] 

  [after a long chase, Red ropes a wayward calf] 

  Buckskin Blodgett : Well, nice little longhorn. Red, your sure did rope that critter and in good fashion, too.

  Red Ryder : You starting to get the idea, Little Beaver? You see, son, you just try to drop the loop over the calf's head. It's easy to do once you've had the practice.

  Little Beaver : Me practice, you betchum.

• [referring to the near gunfight and street brawl that just occurred] 

  Red Ryder : Now, what was that all about?

  [handing Red the latest edition of the town's newspaper] 

  Little Beaver : Here, Red Ryder. Me find-um - this make-um trouble.

  Red Ryder : Gerry, don't you know better than to make unsupported accusations like that?

  Gerry Brooks : Unsupported? Why, ever since Frenchy Beaumont opened up that hotel, Devil's Hole has been worsening...

  Red Ryder : Now look, Gerry, already three of Devil's Hole's most solid citizens have lost their lives to Frenchy in a fair gunfight. Are you aimin' to be next?

  Gerry Brooks : Do you call those murders fair, gunnin' them down the way he did?

  Buckskin Blodgett : Well, nooses to neckties, he didn't shoot 'em in the back, did he? They were all shootin' at the same time, wasn't they? They were facin' each other, weren't they, in one of them duels that Frenchy insists on fightin'?

  Red Ryder : You know, you got a break today when he just sent that vulture of his after you. That should be a lesson. Well, I'll be seein' you, Gerry - I hope.

• Red Ryder : How'd you like to ride into Devil's Hole with me?

  Buckskin Blodgett : Why sure, let's go to town. Today's the day that the News Bulletin comes out.

  Red Ryder : Why are you so all-fired anxious to see that newspaper? Do you read "Harriet's Hints to the Heartbroken"?

  Buckskin Blodgett : Well, naturally... uh, say you-you don't?

  Little Beaver : Ha-ha. Buckskin couldn't snap up faster than you trip-um steer, Red Ryder.

  Red Ryder : Well, if that's all that's been goin' on around Devil's Hole lately, that newspaper should make pretty interesting reading.

• Red Ryder : Libby, what do you hope to accomplish by staying in town?

  Libby Brooks : Look, believe me, Red, it's not just... well, it's not just because of Gerry, but Frenchy Beaumont's got to be stopped.

  Red Ryder : I agree with you, decent people aren't safe in this town.

  Libby Brooks : Well, the only thing that I've got to fight him with is a weapon that my father left me, our newspaper.

  Red Ryder : A newspaper is a mighty powerful weapon, if it's loaded with the right ammunition. Unfortunately, we don't have the ammunition yet.