- [to Deputy Sheriff Lofty]
- Mandel: You got no right to hold us. Lock up my horse - he pulled the trigger!
- [last lines]
- [the bicycle rider hands Terry a letter]
- Bicycle Rider: On your way - a letter from the Governor of California to the Governor of New York!
- [pauses to look up and down Diablo's main street]
- Bicycle Rider: What a dull town! I bet you're glad to get out of it.
- Terry King: [to Annie and Lofty] We'll be back as soon as possible.
- Helga King: Hello. I guess we look like fish out of water to you.
- Annie Oakley: Oh, no, not with a younger brother around the house. Bicycles, transcontinental races from San Francisco to New York. That's all he talks about.
- Terry King: There's nothing to it. So just balance, pump your feet and don't look at the ground.
- Tagg Oakley: Holy Toledo.
- [Anguish in Tagg's voice as he falls off]