The Range Rider: How did you happen to know that the driver of the buckboard was a cattle buyer?
Kid Laredo: I dreamed it.
Dick West: You robbed three of our buyers in six weeks. You sure do dream a lot.
Mary: Kid Laredo had a gun!
The Range Rider: Where did he get a gun?
Dick West: Search me, but it's over there on the desk. It's a derringer!
[holding up the 'pistol']
The Range Rider: You mean this?
Dick West: Yeah, that's it.
The Range Rider: Better wash your face - it's awfully red.
Dick West: Soap!
[Kid Laredo has escaped from Dick West's custody]
Dick West: Mary...
Dick West: What I said about sheriffs a minute ago...
Mary: I know. I guess they're not much good against real gunslingers are they?