- [first lines]
- [Bill nearly shoots a small boy who was sneaking around his campsite]
- Bill Longley: Boy, you came awful close to never growin' up.
- Bill Longley: [to Peter] I ran away from home when I was about your age. You know what? I haven't stoped runnin' yet.
- Bill Longley: [to Peter] How 'bout a little prayer? It might make you feel better. You don't have to say it out loud; that man up there can hear you thinkin', too.
- Bill Longley: Who's Dan Keyes?
- Sheriff Loomis: Oh, one of Nick Yarboro's boys.
- Bill Longley: And who's Nick Yarboro?
- Sheriff Loomis: Compared to him, Dan Keyes is a gentle, lovable man. Yarboro owns the saloon and most everything else. Half the town works for him.
- Bill Longley: You, too?
- Sheriff Loomis: You know me, Bill. I ain't got the brains to be dishonest.
- Sheriff Loomis: Bill, I got great respect for you. You've got something I need now - a fast gun, fast brains - and I need your help. Hate to see you go.
- Bill Longley: I'm not goin' anywhere.
- Nick Yarboro: You killed a friend of mine this morning.
- Bill Longley: That was self-defense.
- Nick Yarboro: I got a witness who says different; not that I really need him. You see, mister, nothing stampedes the folks around here more than the killin' of one of 'em by a stranger - self-defense or not. You'll hang, Texan.
- Bill Longley: So you know me, huh?
- Nick Yarboro: Well, sure. Your trouble is you don't know me or you wouldn't have meddled in my affairs.