- Link: [Three cowboys ride up, leading Dave Carr's horse: Nick's murdered cow-hand] Howdy! Is this the Barkley ranch?
- Nick Barkley: That's right.
- Link: Good. My partners and I found this horse. Thought it might belong to you.
- [Link edges his horse toward Nick]
- Nick Barkley: Stay right where you are.
- Link: Well now that's not very friendly.
- Nick Barkley: [Link moves his hand toward his gun, but Nick quickly draws his gun before him] I wouldn't try that. You'll never make it.
- Link: There are three of us, Barkley!
- Nick Barkley: Try it, and there'll only be two of you.
- Link: All we want is the girl. Send her down and we'll ride on.
- Nick Barkley: You're wasting your time. That girl knows nothing.
- Link: Well then there's no harm in my talking to her, is there.
- Nick Barkley: [Link edges his horse forward again. Nick shoots him, clipping his ear] Now, the next one's gonna be right between the eyes! Back off!
- Link: [Link to his men while holding his bleeding ear] Back off... nice and slow.
- Nick Barkley: [Nick and Jennie Hall walk past a group of men outside of the saloon. Nick is carrying her basket. The men begin to laugh. Nick turns around] Um, what's so funny?
- Cowboy in front of the Saloon: [Nobody responds until Nick turns around to continue on, and then one of the men steps forward] You are, Barkley! You figurin' on sniffin' after her from here to Kansas?
- Nick Barkley: [to Jennie] Uh, hold this, I'll be right back.
- [Nick steps up to the man who mouthed off to him]
- Nick Barkley: Take your best shot.
- [the man swings and misses while Nick knocks him flat with three straight punches]