James Nolan credited as playing...
Lamser
- [after meeting the shapely Ticoora who is wearing a tight-fitting costume]
- Lamser: What kind of jungle is this?
- Dalton Kraik: I don't know, but I could learn to like it.
- Lamser: [Eating a piece of wild fruit] These things are looscious.
- Dalton Kraik: Looscious? You mean they're delicious.
- Lamser: What's the difference? Either way, they're tasty.
- Dalton Kraik: Hey, Lamser, come here. Looks like we're going to have one cop less, huh.
- Lamser: I hope not. He seems like a right guy.
- Dalton Kraik: Hey, I noticed you're getting kind of chummy with the opposition. What's with ya? Haven't I always taken care of ya? Haven't I always gotten you out of jams?
- Lamser: [snorts] Yeah - also in. If you hadn't gotten trigger happy with those natives, we wouldn't be in this spot.
- Dalton Kraik: Hey, I don't like backtalk from the hired help, Lamser. Your insurance paid up?
- Lamser: Look, Kraik, I'm tired of runnin'. I always thought you were pretty much of a big shot, but you been in a couple of spots lately and I'm not sure anymore.
- Dalton Kraik: Better get sure. You know I'm not in this caper alone. Guys I play ball with would hate to hear that you called copper. Think it over.
- Lamser: Maybe I will.
- [Lamser has been shot while taking Kraik's bullet meant for Paul]
- Lamser: Are they gone, kid?
- Ticoora: Yes. With Mahorib dead, they'll turn back to Liongo.
- Lamser: I wish I could turn back now.
- Ticoora: Oh, Lamser, you'll be all right.
- Lamser: Easy, kid. Kraik wasn't kidding about those pals of his. This'll save me from a trip back to the States. Besides, I get seasick.
- [Lamser dies]
- [to scout the trail ahead, Ticoora swings from tree to tree on slender vines]
- Lamser: [grabbing one of the vines] Whattya say?
- Paul Cooper: I'll take the low road.