- Paladin: Oh, are the Irish so bad?
- Renato Donatello: What kind of savages would drink whiskey made from potatoes?
- Renato Donatello: I will go up there and crush that savage!
- Paladin: No you won't. No. That's my job.
- Paladin: Go on, pull the trigger. If you do, there'll be an oil fire. Never seen an oil fire, have you? It'll wipe out everything you've worked for.
- Paladin: Mr Chairman, gentlemen. This is a perfect Riesling. Tart, thoroughly dry, light and clean to the taste with a slight greenish amber cast in the colour.
- Tim Gorman: This wine ain't half bad. 'Cause it doesn't have the kick of white mule with it. But it feels all right.
- Teresa Donatello: How do you mean?
- Tim Gorman: I don't know. When I came in here, I hated everybody. But now...
- Paladin: It's a nice rig you've got there. Only two things wrong with it.
- Tim Gorman: Oh, name 'em.
- Paladin: The main drainage ditch and the smoke from that boiler. Waste drains over on Donatello's land, the smoke drifts over and coats his vines.
- Tim Gorman: The wind takes care of my smoke and gravity hauls away my waste. None of my business what they do with it.
- Paladin: Now, it's my business.
- Paladin: Personalities aside, it's a crime to ruin a vineyard that produces the finest wine in the state.
- Renato Donatello: It's all over. Next year the poorest peasant will spit my wine up on the ground. It is for the goats to drink... The help I would need would be a regiment of carabinieri, and more, a band of Sicilian cutthroats.