Name: Tombstone
Genre: Western film, drama film, biographical film
Duration: 130 min
Cast: Kurt Russell, Val Kilmer, Sam Elliott, Bill Paxton, Powers Boothe

A tiny upright wooden piano has a paper flag above it and a small hat resting on the keys. — Original artwork

Drunk piano player. Probably seein' double.

Cowboy

A pewter goblet lying on its side beside curled parchment and dark red petals on a deep green background. — Original artwork

Hear that darlin’? That’s Latin. That mean our Mr. Ringo is an educated man. Now I really hate him.

Doc Holliday

A rope is coiled on warm stone beside deep blue-green harbour water. — Original artwork

He’s down by the creek, walkin’ on water.

Doc Holliday

White daisies emerging from a small mound of snow against a pale blue background. — Original artwork

You're no daisy.

Doc Holliday

Painterly folded handwritten note, pencil and small trophy cup on faded yellow-green. — Original artwork

I know, let's have a spelling contest.

Doc Holliday

A gambler in a black frock coat and hat leans on a saloon rail in a dusty Arizona street. — Original artwork

I'm your huckleberry.

Doc Holliday

Two mismatched floral porcelain cups sharing a shallow saucer — Original artwork

My dear, it appears that we may have to re-define the nature of our relationship.

Doc Holliday

A small mask with one rough black half and one smooth pink half. — Original artwork

My hypocrisy goes only so far.

Doc Holliday

Crooked smiling theatrical mask on two blank sealed envelopes, maroon/copper — Original artwork

Why hello there, Wyatt. It appears my hypocrisy knows no bounds.

Doc Holliday

A pale gambler with a shotgun stands calm in a dusty corral lot as a cowboy in a red sash points a revolver at him. — Original artwork

You're a daisy if ya' do.

Doc Holliday

A tilted glass jar containing a golden question mark, resting on plum velvet. — Original artwork

Why are you here, Doc?

Jack

Two separate frayed friendship cords, rose and slate, with their cut ends visible — Original artwork

Why if I thought we weren’t friends, I just don’t think I could bear it.

Doc Holliday

Doc, what are you doing here? You don't have to get mixed up in this.

Wyatt Earp

A lawman in a long black coat with a shotgun shouts after a man fleeing a steaming locomotive at a night railroad yard, a red sash on the ground. — Original artwork

From now on I see a red sash, I kill the man wearing it. So run you cur. And tell the other curs the law is coming. You tell 'em I'm coming! And Hell's coming with me you hear! Hell's coming with me!

Wyatt Earp

A brass megaphone sends out radiating golden light above red cloth against deep crimson. — Original artwork

Sheriff Farley!

Wyatt Earp

Two sculpted hands reach toward each other with a small warm glow between their fingertips against a dark blue background. — Original artwork

You know Ed, if I thought we weren’t friends, I just don’t think I could bear it.

Doc Holliday