- Burt Harvey: Then we'll be together again. On our own land.
- Lorraine: On our own land, sounds like something at the end of a rainbow.
- Burt Harvey: It looks like it too. Blue mountains and green grass and the prettiest little valley you ever saw. It's like a brand new world, Lorraine, a place where there's just today and tomorrow, and no yesterdays.
- Lorraine: There aren't any yesterdays for us, Burt. Our world started when you put this ring on my finger.
- Cliff Stanton: When a man acts like a coyote, he starts to think like one. It'd be easy to double back and pick up that beef, wouldn't it Mr Coward?
- Lorraine: [singing while she wrings out her laundry by hand] When I was young, I used to wait on my old master, and hand him his plate and pass the bottle when we got dry and brush away the bluetail fly. Jimmy crack corn and I don't care. Jimmy crack corn and I don't care. Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, my master's gone away
- Jim Quince: You know she really makes it sound like she really likes scrubbing clothes.
- Cliff Stanton: Ah, that's them wedding bells, Jim. It makes the world sit up, and beam in. Everything seem like like rainbows and amazing, I guess.
- Jim Quince: Yup. Do you ever think ever think about taking that long big step?
- Cliff Stanton: Me? Oh, yeah, it crossed my mind once or twice. What about you?
- Jim Quince: Well, you won't say anything?
- Cliff Stanton: No, no. Take it to my grave.
- Jim Quince: Well, it happened up in Helmsworth, three, four years back. I even got the ring, paid in forty-five good hard-earned men for it too. I got right up to the church and that's when it happened.
- Cliff Stanton: What happened?
- Jim Quince: Well, I tried to go one way, and my boots went the other. I fought 'em, I fought 'em real good. But, ah, they just took off with me in 'em.