- Deputy: Shoot straight, bounty hunter. The reward for Danny Heather's same, alive or dead.
- Johnny Yuma: Danny Heather?
- Deputy: You never heard of him?
- Johnny Yuma: No, sir. I never heard of him.
- Deputy: I suggest you keep it that way. You might live.
- Johnny Yuma: I, ah, I helped a good number of colts get born, Sally. Old Mother Nature ain't too bad as long as you don't fight her.
- Sally Heathers: I don't know, Johnny, this is my first baby.
- Johnny Yuma: Sally, Sally, you know my Grandma had eight kids with no one to help her at all. Except my Grandpa, of course. And the Bible. And y'know something? She's still cooking chicken on Sunday and bossing folks all around the place. How old are you, Sally?
- Sally Heathers: Eighteen next month.
- Johnny Yuma: Seventeen?
- Sally Heathers: Seventeen.
- Johnny Yuma: Well, you're practically an old lady.
- Johnny Yuma: I was gonna ask you to surrender but I changed my mind. I'd rather bust your face in. I better go before I do.
- Johnny Yuma: Your wife thinks you're a human being. And I'm gonna let her go on thinking so. You're gonna go on down and see her, Danny, even if I have to kill you to get you there.
- Johnny Yuma: The way it works out, Sally, sometimes when we lose something, we're given something better to take in its place.
- [the baby smiles as if in agreement and steal his mother's heart]