- Maggie: Then what is your price, Mr. Smith. A man like you always has one.
- China Smith: That I have - a kind word, an honest gesture, a feeling heart - the kind of currency you don't seem to carry around.
- Quaile: What do you know about Bibles?
- China Smith: Bibles? Well, more than a heathen but less than a priest.
- [Quaile wants to hire Smith to steal his bible back from a Communist colonel]
- Quaile: I know it's dangerous...
- China Smith: Dangerous? For two thousand dollars, it's ridiculous. Getting in and out of North Indochina is tough enough.
- Quaile: Twenty-five hundred.
- China Smith: And that's to burgle an army officer's house, too?
- Quaile: Three thousand and all expenses.
- China Smith: Including burial?
- Quaile: Four! I'd go myself, but... Will you please help me?
- China Smith: You just hired a Smith! It's a fine nice word, "please". And you'd have saved yourself some money if you'd used it sooner.
- Quaile: That man - I think he works for a man named Banning. I made the mistake of showing him my Gutenberg Bible. He and his niece have been after it ever since.
- China Smith: You'd do well to show it to them again - if only to let them read the Commandments.
- China Smith: [narrating] There's one problem about having the reputation as a troubleshooter - someone's always handing you trouble.
- China Smith: As I started to say, Maggie, I'd love workin' for you - or the other chap - but I don't work both sides of the street at once.
- Maggie: I no longer believe in fairy tales, Mr. Smith. Neither the one about Santa Claus nor the one about honor among thieves.
- China Smith: After a long, hard life, I've found them both to be true.
- Maggie: I'll match what this man offers to pay you, so you'll collect twice. Is it a deal?
- China Smith: No deal... and it must be shocking to find out there *is* a Santa Claus.