- Case Thomas: What sort of horses are you looking for - quarter horses, cattle horses, riding horse...?
- Cyrus Hampton: Riding - suitable for hunting.
- Case Thomas: Hunting? There ain't no hunting around here, except for a few jackrabbits and coyotes. What do you think you're hunting?
- Cyrus Hampton: Tiger.
- Case Thomas: Tiger?
- Cyrus Hampton: Bengal tiger.
- Case Thomas: There ain't no such animal around these parts, mister.
- [the roar of a tiger spooks a nearby horse]
- Cyrus Hampton: There is now.
- Johnny Ringo: It's beautiful.
- Laura Thomas: The tiger?
- Johnny Ringo: No, the sky. Look at that moon, all those stars - millions of 'em pinned on the sky like diamonds on black velvet...
- [Laura snuggles close to Johnny]
- Johnny Ringo: ...What a night for hunting jackrabbits!
- Laura Thomas: That's... all? Let's go home.
- Johnny Ringo: What's the matter? It's early yet!
- Laura Thomas: It's later than you think.
- [last lines]
- [Keating gives Johnny the skin of the dead tiger]
- Johnny Ringo: Now what am I going to do with that?
- Laura Thomas: I'll take it.
- Johnny Ringo: What for?
- Laura Thomas: For my hope chest.
- Case Thomas: And the hunger became the hunted.
- Johnny Ringo: Say, Case, I'd like to have that drink now.
- [Karen mimics a cat clawing her prey]