- Wishbone: You got a fine lad there, Williams. You can be proud of him.
- Clete Bonner: Gotta keep after him though. Can't let up with young 'uns.
- Wishbone: I don't know. But, well, of course, I'm not a Daddy. But, well, you take colts now. You give them a little rein, and they'll be as gentle as possible. You tighten up on them, well, sometimes they get a little hard to handle.
- Clete Bonner: Well, boys aren't colts. They gotta learn early, what's wrong and what's right. They gotta respect their elders and speak when spoke to. That's the only way.
- Gil Favor: Look, Williams, workin' cattle can be pretty rough, wears a man down.
- Clete Bonner: Well, I'm 41 years old
- [more like 51 or 61]
- Clete Bonner: if that's what you want to know.
- [Gil and Pete exchange looks of incredulation]
- Gil Favor: As far as Murdock then.
- Gil Favor: He's your son. How come he doesn't recognise you?
- Clete Bonner: Oh, he ain't never seen me without a big beard. Last time he seen that was better than 18 years ago.
- Pete Nolan: What was that all about?
- Gil Favor: Well, now, you was listening, wasn't you?
- Pete Nolan: Yeah.
- Gil Favor: Yeah, well then?
- [Gil moves away, puzzlement and consternation don't leave Pete's face]
- Will Bonner: Sorry, hadn't oughta cry.
- Gil Favor: Who told you that foolishness. Makes a person feel better to cry sometimes. No matter how brave they are.