Harris Claibourne: Tombstone, Arizona Territory: July 1, 1887.
[Armbruster tears a $500 bill in two parts and hands half to Reardon]
Deke Reardon: When I said half in advance, I meant spendin' money, not this.
David Armbruster: Would you prefer I contact someone else, Mr. Reardon? Well?
Deke Reardon: He'll be on a slab before dark tomorrow.
Harris Claibourne: Your own words prove you're wrong. You said Reardon was a hired gun, right?
Sheriff Clay Hollister: Right.
Harris Claibourne: Well, a hired killer has to be hired. Whoever does the hiring usually has a reason for wanting somebody killed. Now who would want to have Armbruster killed?
[Clay holds up half of a $500 bill]
Sheriff Clay Hollister: Whoever has the other part of this.
Dan Harlan: That judge said I was supposed to hang, Sheriff, not starve to death!
Sheriff Clay Hollister: Is there anything special you want?
Dan Harlan: Yeah - a hacksaw and a gun!
Sheriff Clay Hollister: Will you settle for a steak?
[describing the route from Tombstone to Prescott to Armbruster, an English journalist]
Sheriff Clay Hollister: Three hundred miles of rugged mountain country. It may not be Kyber Pass, but we have a healthy respect for it.