- Wishbone: Well, what hole did you climb out of?
- Clay Forrester: How are you, Wishbone?
- Wishbone: I never thought I'd see you again except dangling from a rope. How'd you manage?
- Clay Forrester: Same as usual.
- Wishbone: That slippery eel tongue of yours.
- Martha Hastings: But this is HIS land and I won't give it up. Besides it'd be like selling the happiest years of my life.
- Clay Forrester: Well, it must have been very few, since there are so many good years ahead of you.
- Martha Hastings: Mr Forrester, I begin to understand why you were made a census taker. You could charm information out of a stone.
- Clay Forrester: Well, fortunately, I'm not questioning one now.
- Clay Forrester: All I have to do is wire El Paso and they'll send a bank order in a couple of hours.
- Rowdy Yates: Look, Clay, if this is a trick.
- Clay Forrester: Honestly.
- Pete Nolan: Okay. Two hours. After that we're gonna take it out on your hide.
- Clay Forrester: Listen, ah, as long as you have nothing else to do.
- Wishbone: Well, I have. Like figuring out what I'm gonna do to you if you don't come up with that money.
- Pete Nolan: Two hours.
- Rowdy Yates: You better start looking for that telegraph office, y'know.
- Clay Forrester: [to Rowdy whose face is covered with shaving lather at the barber's] You should let that grow. A face like that should stay hidden.
- Martha Hastings: Jess, when are you going to learn to fight trouble makes it bigger. To ride with it makes it disappear completely.