- Antonia Molinera: My son steals your gold and you are sorry?
- Jason McCord: My sympathy is for you, Senora.
- Jason McCord: They call it the work of Murietta.
- Ramirez: King Murietta? But he's dead.
- Jason McCord: Some people think he's still alive.
- Ramirez: It can't be, not after 20 years.
- Jason McCord: I agree, Senor.
- Antonia Molinera: You never rode with Murietta. You never knew Murietta.
- Vega: You do not know everything.
- Antonia Molinera: I know that. I know.
- Vega: It will not be easy to sell fancy Deringers.
- Juan Molinera: They are worth many dollars, senor.
- Vega: About ten, I would say.
- Ramirez: Ten.
- Luis: Only ten?
- Rosita: I heard the shopkeeper say those Deringers are worth $200
- Vega: My job involves a little more risk than his.
- Juan Molinera: Ten dollars is not enough.
- Vega: Ten dollars is not bad for one night's work.
- Antonia Molinera: I can no longer use Juan to hold me. I wonder what new way he will devise.
- Jason McCord: Who?
- Antonia Molinera: Twenty years ago I share this beautiful place with a man I loved very much. But he did love me, so I ran away. The eagle... sent one of his brood to kill me. But Antonia Molinera was not ready to die. When the rangers asked me to lead them to his nest I did WILLINGLY to soothe my bitterness.
- Vega: Now you have become a man, Juan, one worthy to follow in Murietta's footsteps
- Juan Molinera: All the pouches are full. Did Murietta ever have this much at one time?
- Vega: Never. For you, a gift. So generous
- Juan Molinera: It will more than pay for the horses, no?
- Vega: No, Juan, for all my trouble, for always listening to your whining, I will need all your gold.
- [He produces a Deringer]
- Juan Molinera: You are joking!
- Vega: Am I smiling? You know I never joke about gold.