Mari Blanchard: Kathy O'Hara

Quotes 

• [Goldie "accidentally" bumps into Michael] 

  Goldie : Oh, excuse me.

  Kathy O'Hara : That, friend Michael, is Goldie - companion of the most dangerous, back-shooting, soft-talking face in the Northwest.

  Michael Halliday : Well, it's been a pleasure, Miss O'Hara.

  [Mike turns to follow Goldie] 

  Kathy O'Hara : Watch your step, Mr. Halliday.

• [Michael is dazed after sipping the drugged drink Goldie gave him] 

  Michael Halliday : What happened?

  Kathy O'Hara : I understand your fortune is...

  Michael Halliday : Safe in the hands of a very lovely young lady.

  Kathy O'Hara : You mean her lord and master.

  Michael Halliday : Don't worry, he'll return it - with interest.

• Kathy O'Hara : You're up here to make a fortune, right?

  Michael Halliday : You answered the question.

  Kathy O'Hara : Forget about the gold fields. Only a few prospectors will make decent strikes and those that do will bring their gold back here.

  Michael Halliday : Where they'll be fleeced.

  Kathy O'Hara : By some. Durain plans to be a rich man. He'll cheat, lie, steal, anything. The saloon is a start.

  Michael Halliday : And your hotel?

  Kathy O'Hara : My start - the only place in Skagway where a prospector won't get rolled. That should make my fortune.

  Michael Halliday : A small one by Durain's standards.

  Kathy O'Hara : I hope so, or he'll make it his hotel.

• Michael Halliday : Where's your husband, honey?

  Kathy O'Hara : Where's your mother, lad?

  Michael Halliday : I'm sorry, but I'm a little bit older than I look. I surely didn't mean to pry.

  Kathy O'Hara : Well, I haven't got a husband... and I'm truly sorry if I spoke to sharply for your tender ears.

  Michael Halliday : That's all right, ma'am. I like your manner of speakin'. My name is Michael Halliday. Your servant.

  Kathy O'Hara : Kathy O'Hara, Mr. Halliday. If I seem short, it's because I have little time for a wet-nosed, over-grown greenhorns. Thank you for your unasked assistance.

• [Durain's thugs have hurled a stink-bomb in Kathy's hotel lobby and thown paint on her windows] 

  Michael Halliday : Kathy, I promise you nothing like this will ever happen again. I think this time I'm going to call on him.

  Kathy O'Hara : I'm about ready to admit you're a real skookum boy, but you're bucking a wild tiger in a fixed game.

  Michael Halliday : You rate Durain pretty high, don't you?

  Kathy O'Hara : Ha! He's high. He's going to own this town and everybody's going to have to pay to stay in it. If his dames and games don't get it, a lead pipe or a fixed drink will.

  Michael Halliday : Now, Kathy, I've been thinkin', where do you think Durain got the makin's for that sweet-smellin' bomb?