- Podoroso: Soldado, they are few. Do we attack?
- Soldado: You count only their men, Podoroso. I count their bullets. When we have enough guns, we will attack.
- Captain Richards: We're fighting not only our enemies, but your father-in-law's.
- Hondo Lane: Say it clearer than that.
- Captain Richards: All right. Vittoro is getting old, and there are young bucks around who are just aching to take his place. And they don't care how many white settlers they have to kill or how many troopers they have to kill to prove to the rest of the Apaches that they're entitled to take his place.
- Captain Richards: You're in big trouble, Mr. Lane, big trouble! You could end up facing a firing squad, you know that?
- Hondo Lane: Well, it's hard to say how a man will end up.
- Buffalo Baker: [tossing back shots] Ah, Buckeye Smith. Colonel Buckeye Jack Smith! Just sayin' that name turns good whiskey bad.
- Soldado: Apaches! Vittoro tells us that we are to love our white enemy in order that we can eat. I say that if we listen to this old woman we stop being Apaches!