Leslie Benedict: Money isn't everything, Jett.
Jett Rink: Not when you've got it.

Uncle Bawley: Bick, you shoulda shot that fella a long time ago. Now he's too rich to kill.

Jett Rink: Everybody thought I had a duster. Y'all thought ol' Spindletop Burke and Burnett was all the oil there was, didn't ya? Well, I'm here to tell you that it ain't, boy! It's here, and there ain't a dang thing you gonna do about it! My well came in big, so big, Bick and there's more down there and there's bigger wells. I'm rich, Bick. I'm a rich 'un. I'm a rich boy. Me, I'm gonna have more money than you ever *thought* you could have - you and all the rest of you stinkin' sons of... Benedicts!

Jett Rink: You sure do look pretty, Miss Leslie. Pert nigh good enough to eat!

Jordan 'Bick' Benedict: You want to know something, Leslie? If I live to be ninety, I will never figure you out.