Sam Brassfield: [there is a knock on the door] The door's open.
Clay Mathews: Sam... , Getting to be a big man, Sam.
Sam Brassfield: I own some land.
Clay Mathews: ...with a fence around it.
Sam Brassfield: That's right.
Clay Mathews: There are getting to be too many fences for me, Sam. My business depends on open range.
Sam Brassfield: Well then maybe you ought to change your business, Clay.
Clay Mathews: No, Sam. I don't see it that way. 'Way I see it, as soon as this National Cattle Trail Bill passes, my business'll just be starting.
Sam Brassfield: I don't expect it to pass. I'm doing everything I can to stop it.
Clay Mathews: Well, kinda puts us on different sides of that fence I was talking about, don't it?
Sam Brassfield: You can say that.
Clay Mathews: Sam, I don't want to fight with you. I think a lot of you. You remember that first day you come to work for me down the brush country?
Sam Brassfield: I remember it.
Clay Mathews: Just back from the war... your land. gone... your folks dead. You were some green, boy but you learned fast.
Sam Brassfield: You trying to say something, Clay?
Clay Mathews: I figure you might still learn fast. I'm offering you a chance to put in with me, Sam.
Sam Brassfield: I figure you know the answer.
Clay Mathews: You're being a fool, boy.
Sam Brassfield: It's possible.
Clay Mathews: Sam, we're friends. I taught you a lot about the cow business. You think I'd go into this if I didn't know what I was doing? I got a million dollars in back of me.
Sam Brassfield: You have a lot of cattle in Texas, Clay. Wyoming is the last spot on Earth you have to sow 'em. You're a man between a rock and a hard place looking for a way out.
Clay Mathews: Alright, Sam. S'pose what you say is true, I'll still make a million dollars. Any reason why you shouldn't be a part of it?
Sam Brassfield: Yeah, plenty of reason, Clay but I doubt you'd understand it
