Emperor of the North Pole
1973
(Shack is chasing a hobo atop the train after having dealt with the aftermath of the train stopping short) Shack: Got yourself a game leg hey kid? You should have jumped off! That would have been the smart thing to do. You should have jumped Kid! I got to hand it to you kid, you're smart. You play both side against the middle. Have your self a high old time. But now it has lasted long enough. Oh, you can keep running kid, but you are running out of train! (Shack laughs as the hobo falls over the crow's nest of the caboose.) And there is no place to hide. My Brakey's cracked his neck, the hide's peeling off the Black, and the Hogger's ready for the looney bin. And all because of you. That's a pretty fair day's work for a tender-foot. (Steadying his sledge-hammer) But now I am going to show you what happens to people who ride on my train without a ticket.
A no. 1: Steers got horns, kid. You don't.
Hobo: Guess who, Shack? It's the big bad 'bo, Shack. And he's gonna bite your big bad ass!
Hobo: Don't worry, Shack. We'll keep a place for you in the jungle. Six feet down.
A no. 1: You ain't stopping at this hotel, kid. My hotel! The stars at night, I put 'em there. And I know the presidents, all of them. And I go where I damn well please. Even the chairman of the New York Central can't do it better. My road, kid, and I don't give lessons and I don't take partners. Your ass don't ride this train!
Prairie Special engineer: They greased the rails, the goddamn tramps. Prairie Special conductor: I don't give a damn if they're Democrats. Get this moving!
A no. 1: You got a chance to be a good bum. You can be a meat eater, kid. I mean people, not their garbage.
Preacher: I will immerse you, brother, then have you go to the Presbyterians. A no. 1: Oh, save me from the Presbyterians!
Shack: There's only one 'bo that's got the stuff to try me, and you ain't even on the list.
A no. 1: Country's gone to hell.