- Mace Pomeroy: Masterson, where in tuck have you been? You're six minutes late!
- Bat Masterson: You haven't changed a bit, Pomeroy.
- Bat Masterson: I worked for you three years ago, you remember?
- Mace Pomeroy: Well, certainly I remember. Why else do you think I sent for you?
- Bat Masterson: You never got around to paying me the money you owe me.
- Mace Pomeroy: What are you talking about?
- Bat Masterson: Two hundred 'n' sixty one dollars and fifty cents. You've owed it to me for three years.
- Mace Pomeroy: Oh, for heaven's sake, Masterson, this job pays five times that amount.
- Bat Masterson: It's a matter of principle. Do I collect it?
- Mace Pomeroy: All right. I'll add it on to your fee.
- Bat Masterson: One fee at a time.
- Bat Masterson: You, ah, look for me at Condor Canyon, Pomeroy. I'm going to make you pay every cent of the money you owe me right through that nose.
- [last lines]
- Bat Masterson: Let's see now - I've got two hundred sixty one dollars and fifty cents, plus my fee of one dollar.
- General Moran: Sorry, Bat, no poker.
- Bat Masterson: And I know you've got at least five thousand dollars. Gonna be a very interesting trip back to Omaha.
- General Moran: If you think I'm going to risk my five thousand against a mere two hundred and sixty two...
- Bat Masterson: Why not? We're both playing on Pomeroy's money.
- [they laugh]
- Bat Masterson: Cut?
- General Moran: Well... I guess I didn't expect to keep this railroad anyway.
- [first lines]
- Narrator: Omaha, Nebraska - 1886. Here the leaders of the great railroads gather to discuss their dreams of progress with the men who would turn them into hard reality. Bat Masterson was one of those men. His background as track boss and troubleshooter qualified him for a commanding role in the railroads' epic battle to conquer the West. In the hushed atmosphere of the Pullman Club, the battle lines were drawn.