- Gil Favor: Rowdy! All you're supposed to be doin' is seein' that the boy gets to Fort Lacey. Right?
- Rowdy Yates: Right. What else did you think I was gonna do?
- Gil Favor: Oh, I wouldn't have the least idea. You know, sometimes I bet you don't either.
- Gil Favor: Did you come all that way on foot?
- Arnee: There are no horses. We've eaten them.
- Rowdy Yates: Eaten the horses.
- Arnee: There's nothing else.
- Rowdy Yates: I was just thinking, maybe we could hire the kid a lawyer or something.
- Wishbone: A lawyer for an Indian? They don't even make laws for them.
- Rowdy Yates: The more I hear about this Colonel Briscoe, when he gets anybody in the guardhouse, he throws away the key, then conveniently forgets to feed them. You make it hard to live that way.
- Maria: You hate the father. So you hate the boy as well? You were a schoolgirl when you married the Colonel, young enough to play games, now you have a child, you cannot afford games any more.
- Azuela: I had a dream, Colonel, I had a dream that I could marry a man they call the Butcher, and bear him a child. Because of that child, he'd stop being a butcher and be an ordinary man with a little pity and a little kindness in his heart. It was a foolish dream.
- Colonel Briscoe: My son is where he belongs.
- Azuela: That's in his nursery at Fort Lacey.
- Colonel Briscoe: That's on the Indian Reservation in Silver River Canyon.
- [He strikes her with full strength across her face]
- Colonel Briscoe: That's the first touch of yours that didn't disgust me.
- Wishbone: Rowdy, in this world, it don't matter what you wanna do, or don't wanna do. It's what you can do.
- Rowdy Yates: Made that up by yourself?
- Wishbone: You're mighty well told.