- Johnny Dean: My eyes are giving me no trouble, Crawford.
- Dan Crawford: I'm glad to hear it. Nobody ever got a reputation killin' a blind man.
- Johnny Dean: Crawford, I'm tired of tellin' you I won't fight. I give you my reputation.
- Dan Crawford: You can't give it! A reputation like that's got to be earned... and I want my chance at it, same as a long time ago Billy Burress gave you yours.
- Johnny Dean: My answer to you... the same as it was in Tombstone and Fort Jefferson. Now why don't you let me be?
- Dan Crawford: Because you're Johnny Dean, the fastest gun in the whole territory... until I prove I'm faster.
- Johnny Dean: Son, I'm never going to give you that chance.
- Dan Crawford: How long can you keep runnin'?
- Johnny Dean: Till you figure that I'm not worth killin'.
- [Clay straps on his gunbelt]
- Marshal Simon Fry: You won't find out anything with that except he's mighty handy in the same department.
- Deputy Clay McCord: Is there a price on his head?
- Marshal Simon Fry: Big one.
- Deputy Clay McCord: Good! It's about time I started accumulatin' some cash.
- Marshal Simon Fry: With this fellow, you won't get any cash - only fame.
- Deputy Clay McCord: What do you mean?
- Marshal Simon Fry: Name's Johnny Dean. The price on his head could be death.
- Johnny Dean: Simon Fry? Is he in town?
- Deputy Clay McCord: Rode in a while ago. I told him your name was Enright, but he said the description fit a gunfighter named Johnny Dean.
- Johnny Dean: No it doesn't, Deputy. I used to be a gunslinger.
- Deputy Clay McCord: What happened? Eyes go bad? Hands start to shake?
- Johnny Dean: Let's just call it a loss of appetite.
- Deputy Clay McCord: How come you keep runnin'?
- Johnny Dean: How many men have you killed?
- Deputy Clay McCord: More than I like to remember.
- Johnny Dean: Sooner or later you can forget... maybe they deserved killin'; maybe it's part of your job. What excuse can I use?
- Deputy Clay McCord: Now you're runnin' from yourself.
- Johnny Dean: Unh-uh. Johnny Dean - there's a difference.
- Deputy Clay McCord: You plannin' to settle in Silver City?
- Johnny Dean: Well, I'd like to.
- Deputy Clay McCord: It's a peaceful town, Johnny.
- Johnny Dean: Deputy, Roger Enright is a peaceful man.
- Burt Johnson: Where you goin'?
- Dan Crawford: To find him.
- Burt Johnson: He's mine, Crawford! I owe him for somethin' that happened yesterday.
- Dan Crawford: Fly your kite someplace else, Junior.
- Dan Crawford: Now, ma'am, I ain't much of anything yet and I want to be as famous as Johnny Dean, the same as Johnson, but his way of goin' about it doesn't suit my taste at all.
- Dan Crawford: You ride out in the mornin', Johnson, and don't come back until you hear that Johnny Dean is dead... or that I am.
- Deputy Clay McCord: Don't blame yourself for every bullet that's fired, Johnny.
- Johnny Dean: No, but everyone else will blame me.
- Johnny Dean: What do you expect to get by out drawin' him?
- Dan Crawford: A chance at Johnny Dean.
- Johnny Dean: So you kill Johnny Dean - what do you win? A label! And that label will be a target for every young punk comin' up, hoping to get a reputation for killin' you.
- Burt Johnson: You talk too much.
- Dan Crawford: That's a fact.
- Deputy Clay McCord: No, they'll kepp lookin' for trouble and findin' it, but Johnny wanted to keep his reputation from livin' on. I don't want him to have died a failure.