- Narrator: The Sand Bar on the road to Casper, Wyoming. One quarter mile of barren land jutting out into the Platte River. The Good Fortune Saloon, deserted during the summer but where, in the winter months, vast fortunes were known to change hands overnight. A place where an empire was won on the toss of the dice. And where the man who built it became its only law, it's only Judge, and it's Jury. It was also a place of intrigue and danger for Bat Masterson, the man who became a legend in his own time.
- Sheriff Geary: You can't do much when you're dead!
- William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: How 'bout when you're alive?
- Desk Clerk: Change your mind about something?
- William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: Yeah. I've just decided to stay alive.
- Lisa Anders: I'm really concerned about your condition, Bat - bad health, bad luck - or are they one and the same at the moment?
- William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: Smith wants me dead, Lisa. He's impossible when things don't go his way. So all things considered, I'd say the time has come for me to die.
- William Barclay 'Bat' Masterson: Shadows seldom shoot back, Mr. Smith. Only people who make them do.