- Marshal Jim Crown: Well, what do you call that?
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Supper.
- Marshal Jim Crown: Belly wash and sinkers?
- Dulcey Coopersmith: It's beef broth and homemade biscuits. It's the proper diet for any man with a serious injury.
- Marshal Jim Crown: It's not even the proper diet for a beat-up prairie dog.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Well, what time will you be back?
- Marshal Jim Crown: By the middle of your second dream. Now go on back to bed, Biscuit.
- Angus MacGregor: Go on, get on before my trigger finger decides to make you dead as well as despicable.
- Nathan Tio: You really think I'm worth shooting?
- Clo Vardeman: I wouldn't waste the lead on you. You're already cracked at the seams and you're hollow inside.
- Nathan Tio: Vivid images, probably quite accurate. Little wonder you inspire such respect - or is it simply fear? Fear of blind, unreasoning, brute force. Just a thought, Vardeman.
- Nathan Tio: He's not the first man to be killed in the West, nor will he be the last. And that, my dear Miss Coopersmith, is a truth as bald as the mountains and as bare as the desert.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: How can a man like you talk about the truth?
- Nathan Tio: This is a land of truth. You have come out here as serene and starched and fresh from Sunday school and set up a tea room in the middle of a bonfire, and Crown has coddled you into believing it could be done. Well, welcome to the West, Miss Coopersmith. You have been dreaming in the lion's den and now the lion is dead and this is the day of the jackal.
- [while Marshal Crown lures the Valdeman brothers into following him, Francis and Angus spirit outlaw Dickie Valdeman out of town]
- Francis Wilde: Pretty slick, huh?
- Angus MacGregor: I wish I felt so smug about Jim's part of the plan.