Elmore Leonard - Raylan

 

     "You ever get to accuse my boys face-to-face," Pervis said, bringing out a jar of moonshine from under the counter, a peach floating in the clear whiskey, "this'll help ease your pain."  
       p. 16

     Otis stepped up behind him, planted his boot against the back of Mr. Gracies's suitcoat and pushed him to throw out his arms and go face down in the scum covered pond.

     Otis said: "Hard to breathe in there, huh?"

     Boyd stopped grinning as Otis turned to him, Boyd saying, "I don't think you shoulda done that."

     "Fourty years in mines," Otis said, "the whole time yes-sirin these company pimps. Well, not no more."

     p. 107 

     ... "I know we got salt pork. You want, I'll fry up a mess of eggs."

     "You bet," Pervis said. "I'm hungry enough to eat the ass out of a skunk."

     "Honey...?"

     "Yeah...?"

     "You know you got a coffee pot on the stove has a gun in it?"

     "For varmints," Pervis said.

     "It's a .38."

     "For big varmint."

     p. 163