Vicky (narration): "He had just returned from the war, one of those Green Beret rangers. A trained killer, people were to say later. Before the war, he had hunted down and broken wild horses in these mountains. Some said the reason he was so good at these things, and the reason he lived alone in this forest, was that he had some Indian blood in him. Others said he simply didn't like people. All I knew was his name... Billy Jack."

Child: "He's eyeing the sheep, Danny. Maybe he wants a little... candy."

Judge: "If we allowed citizens to take the law into their own hands, our streets would be become jungles. Armed jungles. I hereby sentence Mr. Jack to one hundred and twenty days in the county jail or the payment of the fine of one thousand dollars plus costs."

Lawyer: "Well, that fine about busts you, doesn't it?"
Billy Jack: "Tell me... what did they give the guys on the motorcycles?"
Lawyer: "Guilty of assault. Thirty days or a hundred and fifty dollar fine. Go help someone again sometime."

Cueball: "Hey, Kimosabe. Didn't they teach you how to read in squaw school?"

Deputy Fred: "I'll tell you what, faggot. You come down to the jail to visit me sometime. Alone. We'll lock ourselves in a cell together and see who comes out with a key."

Danny: "Get off the bike, chick. Let's take a look at you."
Vicky: "When I come back to earth as a horse, then I'll let you inspect me. Maybe."

Vicky: "Well... does that complete my initiation?"
Child: "Not if you wanna be a Mama. Do you wanna be a Mama?"
Vicky: "Oh I'm sure. What's a Mama?"
Crabs: "Oh, you wanna be a Mama. Any time a loser gets lonesome or needs a little, he just goes to a Mama and she takes care of him. Any time at all."
Vicky: "Oh how Christian."
Gangrene: "I'm gonna like having you as a Mama."
Vicky: "And just how is a Mama initiated?"
Danny: "By getting it from everybody."
Vicky: "Neat-o. All at once or just one at a time?"

Vicky: "Look fellas, this is very funny. What do you do for an encore?"
Gangrene: "We help you take off your clothes, baby."

Vicky: "You guys must be out of your gourds. You're really serious."
Danny: "You bet we are."
Vicky: "Is this the only way you can get a woman?"
Danny: "It's a way."
Gangrene: "It's a damn good way."

Mrs. Shorn: "What'll the waitresses think?"

Mrs. Shorn: "You can lock me up for twenty years, but my baby is getting out of here. Look at her."
DA: "I am looking at her. And I have the power to take her into protective custody. I could hold her until she could testify."
Mrs. Shorn: "And I could cut her tongue out so she couldn't. Now get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out. Get out."

Gangrene: "Wow, Daddy, they found the heat's sled. The wires were cut, the gas tank was full of sugar and the tires were slashed. Man, what class. You're outta sight, man. Plant one on me... no man, a big one!"

Billy Jack: "Smile. Come on, you're cute when you smile. Smile. Really."

Deputy Fred: "Get this hunk o'bile outta here."

Astrologer: "Nice kids. Stars are against them, though."

Crabs: "Hey, man... hey. Hey, how 'bout we all jump in the shower together, okay?"

Billy Jack: "I'm an Injun, remember. And we're sneaky. We know how to strike silently. In the dark. In the night. Any time, any place. Maybe you've heard that before, though, huh? It'll be kind of interesting to see how you like being hunted for a while."

Danny: "How 'bout it, chick. You wanna ride with us?"
Vicky: "That's about as intelligent as asking me if I want the bubonic plague."
Danny: "You don't seem to understand, honey. See, I- I'm offering you the choice between this messed up Injun and..."
Vicky: "Yeah, I know. And this group of live, crawling maggots. Some choice."

Vicky: "You know, I feel like those stars up there are inside of me, just glowing softly. I've always felt that I had a light bulb like thing inside me and all my seeds were in it. If I let the wrong person in, the little light bulb would be jabbed and broken and all of me would pour out and be gone forever."

Billy Jack: "Whatever they've done to your women... you deserve."

Danny: "I'm gonna gut your bowels out..."

Compiled by Richard Harland Smith