- [first lines]
- Felix Gauge: Don't turn around - just keep your hands around that tin cup... You're Crown?
- Marshal Jim Crown: I'm Crown.
- Felix Gauge: I'm Felix Gauge... and my brother Gene.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I've got a picture or two in my office.
- Marshal Jim Crown: You two make no mistake about it. You're going to be throwing yourself on the mercy of the court.
- Gene Gauge: You sure have our interests at heart, Mr. Crown; I can read that.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I got ten days and I'm gonna use 'em and you're going to be gettin' what's comin' to ya - one way or the other. Now, if you don't like the terms, you go back to sleepin' in the hills. If you do, follow me. It's a hot day, a long ride back and it isn't gettin' any cooler.
- Big Jake Mulady: You fancy yourself quite the fisherman, don't you, Marshal?
- Marshal Jim Crown: Hook and line, that's all.
- Big Jake Mulady: You ain't catchin' nothin'. You need bait. Good, live bait.
- Marshal Jim Crown: How about twenty years?
- Big Jake Mulady: You're not likely to land this fish.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I might - if I had a noose at the end of the line.
- Gene Gauge: I guess you boys never traveled through these rocks before. Don't it bother you nothing grows, no bugs in it, nothing crawling on the bottom? Not even any animal tracks leadin' in here. Yessir, you boys sure need educatin', like, ah, if there's no slime, no bugs or mud in the waterhole, that might mean it's not too hospitable to living things.
- [Gene pulls a sign saying "Arsenic" from the rocks and sticks it back in the middle of the waterhole]
- Gene Gauge: You boys might think about that - in the time you got left.
- [last lines]
- Padre: He was a strange boy, Marshal. So young, yet so preoccupied with death. The hunted are very lonely men, aren't they? I used to believe that somewhere along the line it was the lack of a hand held forth to them - lack of a word - but now I'm not so sure.
- Marshal Jim Crown: I'm not either, Padre.