Johnny Ringo: Well! I didn’t think you had it in you.
Doc Holliday: I’m your huckleberry. [Ringo surprised to see Doc instead of Wyatt Earp] Why, Johnny Ringo – you look like somebody just walked over your grave.
Johnny Ringo: Fight’s not with you, Holliday.
Doc Holliday: I beg to differ, sir. We started a game we never got to finish. “Play for blood,” remember?
Johnny Ringo: I was just foolin’ about.
Doc Holliday: I wasn’t. And this time…it’s legal.
Johnny Ringo: All right, lunger. Let’s do it.
[The two circle each other]
Doc Holliday: Say when.
[The two draw their guns. Doc fires first.]
Doc Holliday: Come on. Come on! Oh, Johnny. Come on! [Ringo fires into the ground.] You’re no daisy. You’re no daisy at all! Poor soul. You were just too high-strung.
[Wyatt Earp arrives.]
Doc Holliday: I’m afraid the strain was more than he could bear. [Answers Wyatt’s astonished look] Oh, I wasn’t quite as sick as I made out.
Wyatt Earp: Good God.
Doc Holliday: My hypocrisy goes only so far.