Damn, Boyd.

You know how.

Six as a Texas Ranger? She may end up giving me, well, you know…

Did you get one of me?

You have my attention.

I must venture to ask if he is a sex machine to all the chicks?

"Goodyear?"
"No; the worst."

Art really gets me.

I'm always there in the morning.

If he shoots a songbird out of season, well, it's still no reason for a Marshal to get uptight about it.

I firmly believe you can infer my preference.

I don't believe I can truly hate a song that got Landry out of his lesbian crushin' rejection funk…

You have my full attention.

"This is the End Times for Dewey Crowe!"

The law is the law.  Right is right.  Wrong is wrong.  No matter how much fun the bad guy is, he does bad things.  Things which can - and have - hurt others.

Goddamn; you made me come out of seasonal retirement to offer my appreciation and, you know…

Regardless of your emotional attachment, Raylan is still the good guy, and Boyd is a former white supremacist who has murdered in cold blood, blown up a church - even if it was a drug dealer's front - deals drugs, desecrates corpses, and will likely do more. Ava has whoremongered, assaulted and murdered. They're the…

Raylan finding a way to take out Nicky whilst not going in guns blazing gave me, well, you know…

Beard don't equal brains, Elf.

Pistol-packin' Winona made me a screamer.