Stagecoach Mary Fields: Whoa! Last stop. End of the line.
Stagecoach Mary Fields: [stepping out of the stage coach] 'Cept you, Sam. You owe me a drink.
Stagecoach Mary Fields: [walks into the salon and piano playing stops] Two whiskeys. Plus whatever he's having.
Stagecoach Mary Fields: [no action] Bottle's right there...
Dandy Johnny Shea: Guess I don't feel much like pouring.
Samuel Ammerman: It's all right, we'll just, uh, head right up...
Stagecoach Mary Fields: I've got money, if that's the holdup. Show him the money, Sam.
Dandy Johnny Shea: Me thinks you best be on your way, miss. Assuming that's the appropriate way to refer to you.
Stagecoach Mary Fields: Tell you what. You don't want to sell me nothing, I'll bet you for it. I'll bet you a dollar I can knock you out in one punch.
Louise Ellison: Does it bother you that the board chairman of the Union Pacific is meeting with a surveyor while his chief engineer has to wait outside?
Martin Delaney: The "chief engineer" will not be disparaging the Union Pacific chairman on the record for you today.
Louise Ellison: I can wait.
Thomas 'Doc' Durant: I will not lose this race because you cannot be trusted to handle a bunch of Irish piss-ants.
Surveyor: They hit me in the mouth.
Thomas 'Doc' Durant: The only thing worse than a weak-backed leader, is a shit-brained engineer.
Chang: You think you can starve us out?
Cullen Bohannan: Hmm, I think you're trespassing.
Chang: This is how you show us the respect we ask for?
James Strobridge: Nothing a man respects more than an empty stomach.