- Dulcey Coopersmith: You look worried - I can tell.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I'm always worried when I work this town.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: No, this is something special - this girl getting killed tonight.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I told you when you came to Cimarron there'd be more killin' than laughin'.
- Marshal Jim Crown: You make a strong point with a knife.
- Kallman: The product of a misspent youth, Mister.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Good morning!
- Marshal Jim Crown: Mornin'.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Oh, let me put it another way. "Good morning, Marshal Crown, sir!"
- Marshal Jim Crown: I'd shoot the Bluebird of Happiness if it squawked as loud as you.
- [last lines]
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Oh, don't worry about it, Francis. Asa Tayback's crowd will be in tonight and the Marshal will give you a real rootin' tootin' story if you like.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I told you I'm leaving town and I'm going to sleep for two days!
- Francis Wilde: What about my story?
- Marshal Jim Crown: You'll have a story alright - about a daredevil, hell-bent-for-leather lawman who took on eighty drink-crazed cowboys and tamed 'em.
- Francis Wilde: What lawman?
- Marshal Jim Crown: Francis Wilde, the Scourge of Cimarron!
- Francis Wilde: The New York Times - they said, "Yes." They want everything I can give 'em.
- Angus MacGregor: About what? As if I didn't know.
- Francis Wilde: Jack the Ripper, dark nights, murdered beauties, chilling fog, flittering shadows and the fairest flower of New England, Miss Dulcey Coopersmith, stalked by a wild beast. My reputation is made!