Ben Thompson: When you know you're goin' to have to kill a man, Perez, it costs nothing to be polite.
Aletha: I don't know how I could have ever thought of marrying you. Why, you're nothing but a common gunman yourself!
Clay Hardin: When you get right down to it, Althea, I guess we're all pretty common... one way or the other.
[Clay pursues Thompson into the Apache camp]
Ben Thompson: I'd never have figured that you'd let a gal get you into this kind of a mess - or is it that badge you're wearin'?
Clay Hardin: I figure I have a pat hand, Thompson.
Ben Thompson: Against 50 to 1?
Clay Hardin: My back's all right so long as I'm facing you.