- [Destry has blundered into a crossfire and been severely wounded]
- Jenny Jellico: Sure is bleedin'. Reckon we can save him?
- Jethro Jellico: Worth tryin'. Can't rightly bury him in the family plot till we know his name.
- Harrison Destry: I think you oughta marry Jenny Jellico - tonight.
- Morgan Motley: Oh, I'd love to marry Jenny. Aww, it's a terrible, dangerous thing to do.
- Harrison Destry: Seems to me you're forgetting the biggest danger of all.
- Morgan Motley: What's that?
- [Destry points his gun at Morgan]
- Morgan Motley: I reckon you got a point there. All right, take me to the weddin'.
- [last lines]
- Doc Finley: Well, folks, we just gotta knuckle down and make the best out of a bad situation.
- [Destry rides uup]
- Doc Finley: Well, Destry, you saved your own hide, but you sure put a lot of people out of work. You're not very popular around here.
- Harrison Destry: Well, if it comes to a choice, I'd rather be alive than popular, thank you.
- Doc Finley: Well, it's easy enough for you, you can ride on... but what about the rest of us now that the feud's over. The carpenter and the tailor and the store owner are all gonna be poor on account of you. Their families are all gonna go hungry.
- Harrison Destry: Oh, I don't know. I hear the Motley's gotta lot of menfolk. The Jellicos got women.
- Doc Finley: So?
- Harrison Destry: Sooo, I figure a man who can sew a buryin' outfit ought to be able to make a weddin' suit. Fellow who can build a coffin oughta be able to do a cradle.
- Doc Finley: And I suppose a man who can sell bullets can see diapers. And I guess I could...
- [Doc holds up his medical bag]
- Harrison Destry: There's your answer folks. You just gotta convert to a peacetime economy.