- Bunny: I'll shoot!
- Tom Hatcher: Nobody named Bunny ever shot a U.S. Marshal.
- Bunny: I'll scream!
- Tom Hatcher: You can't scream. I'm suppose to scream.
- Bunny: Oh, right.
- Beesly: Sir, you look like a man of means. Maybe you'd like to purchase one of these here prints. The name's Beesly - professional photographer and visual historian, specializing in the dead.
- Tom Hatcher: Dead what?
- Beesly: Whatever chooses to be, sir... made eternal by the science of photochemistry. I particularly favor the criminal element as there appears to be a cultural victory in their death and a social interest in their lives. Sir, you appear to be somewhat of that caliber yourself. And if you think you might be getting killed soon, I'd be sure obliged to know.
- Tom Hatcher: Who's the latest?
- Beesly: Oh, a man named Luck who appears just plumb out of it.
- Tom Hatcher: Drop your pants!
- Jessup Bush: What?
- Tom Hatcher: I find it takes the threat out of a man looking that ridiculous.
- Luck Hatcher: Son, as your father, nothing on earth means more to me than knowing you're alive. But you've picked the worst damn time to announce it!
- Payton McCay: You know, I've always felt that horse thieves ought to be treated like a treasure - buried with care and affection.
- U. S. Marshal: I've learned that there's two ways to deal with a dangerous animal. One is way out of reach and the other is right on his back.
- Carrey Rose: We do need that railroad. The town died once before without one. But nothing comes for free, gentlemen. Call it a fee, call it a tax, call it survival. You can have part of something or all of nothing. And from where I stand, I'll take the something.