Ava: "Can't we just put on a little music and dance?"
Raylan: "Do you know why the Pentecostals don't have sex standing up? Could lead to dancing."

Raylan: "If you're going to talk, I'll put you in the trunk and drive myself."
Dewey: "I can't drive handcuffed to the damned steering wheel!"
Raylan: "You'll get the hang of it."

"How can you tell there's a bad drummer at your door? Knock speeds up."

"Put it like this: If you was in the first grade and you bit somebody every week, they'd start to think of you as a biter."