- [first lines]
- Gene Autry: Some folks when they pass on leave nothing, some leave money and a few leave values greater than dollars. Such a person was Mamie Weston and I think she'd be happy now if she how her plan worked out at the Flying "A" Ranch. In her will when she died Mrs. Weston left the ranch as a home for boys - orphan boys, underprivileged boys - all races, all creeds. Mamie Weston also left a son of her own, but he was not like our boys. Mamie's son was Big Jim Weston.
- [reading newspaper article]
- Pat Buttram: "Big Jim Weston violates parole - now held in local jail. Will return to prison for life."
- Martin Pickett: Jim, I've done everything I can for you. What do you want now?
- Big Jim Weston: You can mail a letter, can't you?
- Martin Pickett: [reading address] "Father O'Toole, Saint Mark's School, Chicago." You think a priest can help you?
- Big Jim Weston: He can help my kid.
- Martin Pickett: Your kid? You've got a child?
- Big Jim Weston: Yeah, in Chicago.
- Martin Pickett: Oh. How old is your child?
- Big Jim Weston: Ten. Goes under the name of Gerry. Gerry Wentworth.
- Martin Pickett: But your name is Weston.
- Big Jim Weston: You don't think a kid of mine should inherit my name, do you?
- Big Jim Weston: If you ever tell anyone I've got a kid, there are ways I can shut you up, Pickett, even from prison.
- Gene Autry: Did you travel alone, little lady?
- Gerry Wentworth: People with faith never travel alone.
- Lefty Legan: But how can she join a ranger troop?
- Gene Autry: We'll start a new troop. We'll call it The Rangerettes.
- Lefty Legan: I still say whoever heard of a woman who could ride a horse or shoot a gun.
- Gene Autry: Did you ever hear of Annie Oakley or Calamity Jane? You better start readin' up on your history, Lefty.
- [Richter takes Gerry as a hostage to escape from jail]
- Gene Autry: The safety of that girl buys you a ticket out of town, Richter, but if anything happens to her, you'll get a ticket to the state penitentiary and a front row seat in the gas chamber.
- Pat Buttram: Yeah, and Robson can sit right beside you and hold your hand when they turn on the gas.
- Martin Pickett: Here's an interesting weapon.
- Stan Richter: You mean you want us to fight Autry with a bow and arrow?
- Martin Pickett: Historically, many tribes of Indians employed such a weapon. They call it a fire arrow. They used them to burn the white man's wagons on the old Santa Fe Trail, and before that the eastern Indians used it to burn the fields and cabins of our pioneer ancestors. It could be used again even today... or perhaps tomorrow.
- [Big Jim breaks out of jail to confront his villainous "friend"]
- Gerry Wentworth: But isn't it wrong, Daddy?
- Big Jim Weston: Not what I'm doin' now. I've been wrong all my life. Even my friends were wrong. It's those friends I want to see now, Gerry. When I go back to prison, I don't want to be lonesome. I want my friends with me.
- Big Jim Weston: Don't worry about it, honey. It's like Father O'Toole told me one time. There are two coaches, he said. One goes the right road and the other goes the wrong one. Your dad caught the wrong coach.
- [last lines]
- Gene Autry: So that's the way it was. One team pulls out with lives destined to end in prison. The other team returnes to the Flying "A" with a bunch of swell youngsters, their lives just beginning.