Back to the Future Part III (1990)

Tom Wilson: Buford 'Mad Dog' Tannen, Biff Tannen

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• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : What's your name, dude?

  Marty McFly : Uh, Mar- Eastwood. Clint Eastwood.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : What kind of stupid name is that?

• [Marty has accepted Buford's challenge to a duel] 

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Then let's finish it, right now!

  Buford's Gang Member #1 : Oh, uh, not now, Buford. Uh, Marshal's got our guns.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow.

  Buford Tannen's Gang #3 : Tomorrow, we're robbin' the Pine City Stage.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : What about Monday? We doin' anything Monday?

  Buford's Gang Member #1 : Uh, no, Monday'd be fine. You can kill him on Monday.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : I'll be back this way on Monday! We'll settle this then... right there... out in the street... in front of the Palace Saloon!

  Marty McFly : Yeah, right. When? High noon?

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Noon? I do my killin' before breakfast! Seven o'clock!

  Marty McFly : Eight o'clock. I do my killin' after breakfast!

• Strickland's Deputy : [Buford is pulled out of a manure cart and up to his feet]  Buford Tannen, you're under arrest for robbin' the Pine City Stage! You got anything to say?

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [spits out a chunk of manure]  I hate manure.

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : You owe me money, blacksmith.

  Doc : How do ya figure?

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : My horse threw a shoe. And seein' as you was the one that done the shoein', I say that makes you responsible.

  Doc : Well, since you never paid me for the job, I say that makes us even!

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Wrong! See I was *on* my horse when it threw the shoe and I got throwed *off*! And *that* caused me to bust a perfectly good bottle of fine Kentucky red-eye. So, the way I figure it, blacksmith, you owe me five dollars for the whiskey and $75 for the horse.

  Marty McFly : [hoarsely]  That's the $80.

  Doc : Look! If your horse threw a shoe, bring him back and I'll reshoe him!

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : I done shot that horse!

  Doc : Well, that's your problem, Tannen!

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Wrong! That's yours. So, from now on, you better be lookin' behind you when you walk. 'Cause one day you're gonna get a bullet in your back.

  [Buford and his gang gallop away on their horses] 

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [arriving at the Palace Saloon]  Are you in there, Eastwood? It's eight o'clock, and I'm callin' you out!

  Marty McFly : [looks at the town clock, then steps towards Buford cautiously at a window]  It's not 8:00 yet!

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : It is by my watch! Let's settle this once and for all, runt! Or ain't you got the gumption?

• Marty McFly : You're Mad Dog Tannen.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Mad Dog? I hate that name. I hate it! You hear? Nobody calls me Mad Dog! Especially not some duded-up, egg-suckin' gutter trash!

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Smile, Marshall. After all, this *is* a party!

  Marshall Strickland : The only party I'll be smilin' at is the one that sees you at the end of a rope.

  Strickland's Deputy : Have fun.

  [Buford and his gang head toward the town festival] 

  Marshall Strickland : [turns to his son]  See, that's how you handle them, son. Never give 'em an inch, and maintain discipline at all times. Remember that word - "discipline."

  Marshal Strickland's son : I will, Pa.

  [the Marshall pats his son on the leg] 

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Eight o'clock Monday, runt. If you ain't here, I'll hunt you and shoot you down like a duck.

  Buford's Gang Member #1 : It's "dog", Buford. Shoot him down like a dog.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [enraged]  Lets go, boys! Let these sissies have their party!

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Listen up, Eastwood! I aim to shoot somebody today and I'd prefer it'd be you. But if you're just too damn yella, I guess it'll just have to be your blacksmith friend.

• Marty McFly : I'm not really feeling up to this today, so I'm gonna have to forfeit.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Forfeit. FORFEIT?

  [to his gang] 

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : What's that mean?

  Buford's Gang Member #1 : Um... it means that you win without a fight.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Without shooting? He can't do tha...

  [to Marty] 

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Hey, you can't do that!

• [at a weapons checkpoint, Strickland holds a shotgun on Tannen] 

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Marshall Strickland. I didn't know you was back in town.

  Marshall Strickland : If you can't read the sign, Tannen, I presume you can read THIS.

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Wake up! Get up! Let's go! I got me a runt to kill.

  Buford's Gang Member #1 : It's still early, boss. What's your hurry?

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : I'm hungry.

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [to his gang members]  Let's go, boys. Let these sissies have their party.

• [Marshall Strickland breaks up a brawl between Marty and Buford at the festival] 

  Marshall Strickland : [points rifle at Buford]  All right now, break it up. What's all this about? You causin' trouble here, Tannen?

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : No trouble, Marshall. Just a little personal matter between me and Eastwood! This don't concern the law.

  Marshall Strickland : Tonight, everything concerns the law. Now break it up. Any brawlin', it's 15 days in the county jail. All right, folks, c'mon, this is a party. Come on, let's have some fun!

  [walks off the stage] 

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : I told you to watch your back, Smithy.

  Doc : Tannen. But you're early.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : It's a Derringer, Smithy. Small, but effective. Last time I used it, fella took two whole days to die. Bled to death inside. It was real, real painful. That means you'll be dead by about suppertime Monday.

  Clara Clayton : Excuse me. I don't know who you think you are, but we're dancing.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Well, looky what we have here. Ain't you gonna introduce me to the lady? I'd like a dance.

  Doc : I wouldn't give you the pleasure. You'll just have to go ahead and shoot.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [putting his gun to Doc's throat]  All right.

  Clara Clayton : No, no. Emmett, I'll dance with him.

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : Boys, keep the blacksmith company while I get acquainted with the filly.

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : You hear me, runt? I said that's ten, you gutless, yellow pie-slinger!

  Marty McFly : [seeing everyone looking at him]  He's an asshole! I don't care what Tannen says! And I don't care what anybody else says, either.

  [Doc stands up] 

  Marty McFly : Doc! Doc, you okay?

  Doc : [holding his head]  I think so. Whoa! What a headache.

• Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : [shooting at Marty after being called "Mad Dog"]  Dance! Come on! Come on, runt! You can dance better than that!

  Marty McFly : [moonwalking, humming to himself]  Billie Jean is not my lover...

  Levi : [watching him]  Shit!

  Marty McFly : Whoo!

  [doing a Michael Jackson spin, he jumps onto a loose floorboard, sending a spittoon into the air, dumping tobacco spit all over Buford; Buford raises his gun, but the hammer falls on empty chambers] 

  Zeke : You better run, squirrel.

• Marshall Strickland : [interrupts a standoff between Marty and Buford]  All right now, break it up. What's all this about? You causing trouble here, Tannen?

  Buford "Mad Dog" Tannen : No trouble, Marshall. Just a little personal matter between me and Eastwood!