- Rowdy Yates: There's a strange feeling about this town, like being in a thunderstorm and herd about ready to explode.
- Roy Kane: You were told to stay out of town.
- Gil Favor: Does he always do your talking for you, Sherrif?
- Sheriff Ben Devlin: Now, Mr Favor, the law speaks for itself. As far as Major Courtney and your drover's concerned, Roy had a perfect right to say his piece. He was the Major's foreman.
- Gil Favor: We thought you might need some help.
- Jim Quince: THOUGHT? You fathead! You need a brain to think!
- Roy Kane: Nothing comes free, cowboy. I been at the funeral. A little careless with the company you keep, Della.
- Della Locke: Well, this place is open to the public and it's going to stay that way.
- Roy Kane: [Roy manhandles her] Talking back, Della. The Major wouldn't like that. Neither do I.
- Della Locke: The scenery changes, Roy, but the people remain the same. You're still just a nickel and dime errand boy to me.
- Rowdy Yates: You better watch your temper, mister. It's bad for the digestion.
- Roy Kane: So's a bullet in the back.
- Gil Favor: You leaving?
- Della Locke: Just a short trip.
- Rowdy Yates: That's kind of an expensive trip, ain't it?
- Della Locke: Well, I always travel first class, Mr Yates.
- Gil Favor: Are you travelling, or are you running?
- Jim Quince: Well, I'll tell you, Rowdy, Wishbone and I have found a new way to pass away the time.
- Rowdy Yates: Oh really, what's that?
- Jim Quince: Needlework.
- Della Locke: How many times do I have to tell you that no one had a reason to kill the Major. In this town he was known as the 13th Apostle.