[Lassiter insists on leaving Opal's body in the Hotel de Paree's lobby]
Annette Deveraux: Monsieur, in my hotel, even the dead should be entitled to their privacy.
Aaron Donager: Lassiter, we know that you're implying that she was murdered. All right, who did it?
O.K. Lassiter: Gurney Mills.
Sundance: Wait a minute - do you know that for a fact?
O.K. Lassiter: I found her on the trail hardly half a mile from Mills's cabin with a broken neck.
Sundance: Half a mile? Now that don't sign Gurney's name to this thing.
O.K. Lassiter: I'd have blasted him then and there, but he spotted me comin'. He may not have any brains, but he sure knows the taste of fear. He took off like a buck before I could close in. All the iron I had were the guns I was packin' on my hips. At that range, my sixguns are about as useless as a slingshot.
O.K. Lassiter: You. You could locate him quick enough.
Sundance: Suppose I could. What then?
O.K. Lassiter: There ain't no law in Georgetown, only what a man makes for himself. I don't need no help passin' out the sentence for this crime; all I gotta do is find that defendant and for that I need help... lots of help!
O.K. Lassiter: She was a woman. That's all the character reference she needs.
[Sundance tries to prevent the lynch mob from tracking Gurney]
O.K. Lassiter: Sundance, unless you're prepared to buy into this hand, don't be tellin' me how to play it.
Annette Deveraux: When people try to progress, someone must suffer.
Sundance: If I gotta step over Gurney Mills's body, I don't know that it's worth it.
Gurney Mills: I mighta known it would be you.
Sundance: Hello, Gurney.
Gurney Mills: It would take old Sundance or a sober Indian to track old Gurney down.
Sundance: Yeah, well, that sober Indian is bringin' up the rear.
Sundance: Gurney, why'd you want to go and run away for?
Gurney Mills: Why did he take off after me? That O.K. Lassiter - I ain't never done nothin' to him.
Sundance: You don't know what this is about for a fact?
Gurney Mills: With a gun in his hand, that's how he comes; says he's gonna kill me. Now any man ain't gonna run away from that ain't got good sense.
Annette Deveraux: It's lunacy. In your whole English vocabulary, there's no better word to describe you. Absolute lunacy.
Sundance: I swear, Gurney, I don't believe you! The whole town's out looking for your hide and you sit there swillin' rotgut.
Gurney Mills: I was just passin' the time. It gets lonesome.
Sundance: Well, it gets a lot more lonesome at the end of a rope.
Sundance: He's got a trial comin'.
O.K. Lassiter: He's had his trial. All he's got comin' to him is a plot of dirt.
Sundance: I said you can't have him.
O.K. Lassiter: I don't figure Aaron and the lady is willing to get hurt trying to save him.
Sundance: Well, maybe *I'm* willing.
O.K. Lassiter: You better be sure, Sundance. Maybe don't stay maybe very long.
O.K. Lassiter: This is crazy talk. Crazy!
Sundance: If it's so crazy, Lassiter, go ahead and prove you're innocent.
O.K. Lassiter: I can't do that! You know I can't. You're putting thoughts into people's minds. You think I'm guilty, at least give me a fair trial. Go on, I'm not afraid. I'll take my chances in any court in this land!
Sundance: That's all I ever asked for Gurney.