Do what I say you pile a monkey nuts!

Buford T. Justice: Give me a diablo sandwich, a Dr. Pepper, and make it quick, I'm in a god-damn hurry.

Buford T. Justice: What the hell is the world coming to?

Buford T. Justice: You sum-bitches couldn't close an umbrella.


Buford T. Justice: You want something?
Junior: Hush puppies, daddy.
Buford T. Justice: We don't got time for that crap! Dumb sumbitch!

Buford T. Justice: Hey boy, where is Sheriff Branford at?
Sheriff Branford: I AM Sheriff Branford.
Buford T. Justice: Oh, pardon me. For some reason you sounded a little taller on radio.
Sheriff Branford: The fact that you are a sheriff is not germane to the situation.
Buford T. Justice: The god damn Germans got nothin' to do with it.


Junior: Damn, he had a lot of friends, didn't he?
Buford T. Justice: If they'd have cremated the sombitch, I'd be kickin' that Mr Bandit's ass around the moon by now



Buford T. Justice: What we're dealing with here is a complete lack of respect for the law.