- Gil Favor: This is a drover
- [scene with character Joe Scarlet]
- Gil Favor: . He's tough and he's durable. He has to match his strength and skill against the orneriness of cattle. Normally he's steady goin' and dependable, 'cept once in a while, when the orneriness of the cattle rubs off on him. Then I've got a problem, and usually it's a bad one. My name's Gil Favor, trail boss.
- Pagan: Sounds like you boys could use a little cheer.
- Jim Quince: Cheer comes in bottles and I don't see you carrying any.
- Pagan: I got some with me.
- Joe Scarlet: You got WHAT?
- Pagan: It ain't a bottle but it'll go a lot further.
- Jim Quince: Is that what I think it is?
- Pagan: You try it.
- Joe Scarlet: [Quince takes more than a decent slug from the crock jug] Ain't no other smell like that! CORN WHISKEY!
- Pete Nolan: [to Quince and Scarlet who have been having a no-holds-bar fist fight] You two keep beating upon each other, by the time we get to Sedalia, there won't be nothing left for you to do but fight 'cos no woman's gonna take a look at yer.
- Pagan: When are you gonna stop fussing over a man that doesn't have guts enough to fight for his woman?
- Rowdy Yates: 3,000 cattle don't just disappear into thin air.
- [And there's no trail of cowpats to follow?]
- Pete Nolan: [singing to the beeves] Oh bury me not, and his voice failed there. But we paid no heed to his dying prayer. In a lonely grave just six by three. We buried him there on the lone prairie. Oh bury me not out on the lone prairie where the wild coyotes can howl over me in the lonely grave just six by three. We buried him there on the lone prairie.
- Mary Ann Belden: My husband doesn't have what a man needs in this country. He isn't much good for the life out here.
- Pete Nolan: I just remembered something. This is the country of the Arana Sacar.
- Mary Ann Belden: Well, that sounds like Comanche lingo to me.
- Pete Nolan: It is Comanche. It means Twin Butes, two of them exacting alike, only about ten miles apart.
- Gil Favor: They took something besides the herd and the remuda.
- Mary Ann Belden: What's that?
- Gil Favor: Our rifles and ammunition.
- Mary Ann Belden: Oh, no. Out here that's like being with no clothes on.
- Pete Nolan: Did you feel the wind blowing since this morning?
- Mary Ann Belden: No.
- Pete Nolan: Neither did I. Couldn't have blown the tracks away.
- Mary Ann Belden: What do you make of it, Boss?
- Gil Favor: The only place I know to make anything of it is that trading post.