- [first lines]
- Angus MacGregor: The pride of the railroad police preparing your usual hearty welcome for the knights of the road.
- [Ragan taps his baton meaninfully into the palm of his hand]
- Ragan: Just going to collect a few fares.
- [reading names off the railroad's water tower]
- Angus MacGregor: Skysail Jack, Cincy Red, Chicago Sam - from the look of the register, I'd say you missed a few the last month or two. Aye, perish forbid one poor devil should ride the luxury of a freight car for a single mile without giving the railroad its due. Tell me, Ragan, where do prefer to punch their tickets - over their head or across their kidney?
- Ragan: Well, I ain't choosy. Either way, they pay good.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Jim! Jim, you surprise me. No, you don't surprise me, you shock me!
- Marshal Jim Crown: Did I lean too hard on Mr. Lehigh?
- Dulcey Coopersmith: You were positively rude! Just because a man was in jail doesn't mean...
- Marshal Jim Crown: Dulcey, there isn't a crime that con man hasn't committed, not a face he hasn't hidden behind, not a lie he hadn't told, not a grift he hasn't ground. Now, you are better off hiring on a gila monster.
- Dulcey Coopersmith: Even the meanest creature deserves another chance.
- Marshal Jim Crown: So you're going to give him that chance, huh?
- Dulcey Coopersmith: I very well might.
- Marshal Jim Crown: Dulcey you own this place. I hope when I get back you still do.
- A-1 Joe Lehigh: [reading a dime novel] This younger generation doesn't know beans from whistleberries about us. This is a lot of trash. I wonder why these paper fighters don't run down the McCoy and print the truth for a change. They're a bunch of howlers.
- Francis Wilde: [dictating to MacGregor] And after the second shot, A-1 Joe pulled me off my pony into the mesquite. Didn't seem to bother the old outlaw that the posse was just...
- Angus MacGregor: Wait a minute. How do you spell 'mesquite'-with a C or with a K?
- Francis Wilde: [after a moment's thought] Make that 'bushes.'
- Marshal Jim Crown: There's killers on that train! Strong-arm snafflers, high-binders. Turn 'em loose and this whole territory will become coyote's bait for them.
- A-1 Joe Lehigh: Yeah, I know. I'll be leading them, leading them right to the pickin's.
- Marshal Jim Crown: You? A dungeon rat on the run?
- A-1 Joe Lehigh: Not anymore. I'll be with my pals. We'll be free and loose and riding like hurricanes.
- A-1 Joe Lehigh: You ragpicker! At least we stick by our own, but you, the marshal, the high and mighty with the big star, you got the guts of a weasel. You eat your own!
- Marshal Jim Crown: I don't fault a man for taking care of his pals, but you're loyal to the wrong people. That's the difference between us. People like me have to stop people like you. Sometimes it's hard, but that's the job. It goes with the star.