In television, I was first cast as a cavalry officer because of my name.

There had so lately been a large force of Spanish cavalry at the village, which had made a great impression on the minds of the young men, as to their power, consequence, which my appearance with 20 infantry was by no means calculated to remove.

Jules: I don't wanna hear about no motherfuckin' ifs. All I wanna hear from your ass is, You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait for the cavalry which should be coming directly. Marsellus: You ain't got no problem, Jules. I'm on the motherfucker. Go back in there, chill them niggers out and wait
for the Wolf who should be coming directly.

Molly Brown: Why do they insist on announcing dinner like a damned cavalry charge?

Tuco: [thinking the cavalry they've met are Confederate] Hurrah! Hurrah for the Confederacy! HURRAH! Down with General Grant! Hurrah for General... what's his name?
Blondie: Lee.
Tuco: Lee! LEE! Ha ha! God is with us because he hates the Yanks too. HURRAH!
Blondie: [spits] God's not on our side because he
hates *idiots* also.
[the commander of the cavalry patrol they've met reveals his blue uniform]

Willard (voice-over): The First of the Ninth was a old cavalry division that traded in their horses for helicopters and went tear-assing around 'Nam looking for the shit.

Major Marquis Warren: General Sanford Smithers? Battle of Baton Rouge?
General Sandy Smithers: [to Mannix] Inform the nigger in the cavalry officer's uniform that I had a division of Confederates under my command... in Baton Rouge!
Sheriff Chris Mannix: [stands up] MAJOR NIGGER! General Smithers wishes me to inform you...
Major Marquis Warren: [raises hand] I heard him, hillbilly! Inform this old cracker that I was in Baton Rouge also... on the other side.
Sheriff Chris Mannix: Oh, that's interesting.
[to Smithers]
Sheriff Chris Mannix: General Smithers, he said he was also in Baton Rouge on the other side...
General Sandy
Smithers: Captain Mannix! Tell the nigger that I don't acknowledge niggers in northern uniform!
Major Marquis Warren: [to Smithers] You captured a whole colored command that day... but not one colored trooper made it to camp, did they?
General Sandy Smithers: We didn't have the time or the food...
[pause]
General Sandy
Smithers: Nor the inclination to care for nothern horses and LEAST OF ALL, NORTHERN NIGGERS!
[pause]
General Sandy Smithers: SO WE SHOT 'EM WHERE THEY STOOD!
[Warren suddenly drops his coffee cup and goes for the gun in his holster]