- Lucy Morrow: Mr. Paladin, you are a remarkable man.
- Paladin: Just a man who's used a gun... perhaps too often.
- Paladin: Wait a minute! I bid forty-nine hundred dollars on this place. As the second high bidder I'm entitled to see your money!
- Clete: You don't think I carry that kind of money around with me, do you?
- Paladin: Then you don't own this place until you pay for it.
- Clete: Ask Randolph. My money is in his bank.
- Paladin: Perhaps Mr Randolph will make out a promissory note payable on demand. Is that all right, Marshal?
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- Paladin: You sent for me, offered me a job in order to accuse me of stealing your money? Mister, you're playing a dangerous game.
- Paladin: Thank you very much, Mr Randolph, for telling me the money is still missing. $30,000 would be gratifying compensation for a long and wasted trip.
- Clete: Kinda late to go calling, Paladin, especially on a widow woman living all alone.
- Paladin: Clete, what are you doing out here?
- Clete: Just looking out for Mr Griffin's property. He doesn't want any trespassers.
- Paladin: It isn't his property yet.
- Clete: It will be. Tomorrow. I wouldn't try to argue the point.
- Paladin: It took me all night to realise why a dying man wouldn't call his wife Rose when her name is Lucy.