- Maggie McGuire: Well, if it isn't Mr Paladin in the flesh.
- Paladin: As he usually is. And how are the Irish this morning?
- Maggie McGuire: Oh, tolerable. you're not coming down with a cold, are you?
- Paladin: No, I never felt better.
- Maggie McGuire: Ah, you've got a little touch of red to your nose there. You're not wearing your longies!
- Paladin: Maggie! It's summer! The temperature is 72 and the birds are singing in the trees.
- [And he's fully kit out to go to the opera]
- Maggie McGuire: Well, it's freezing in the high mountain areas! And who knows where you gonna be traipsing off to next. I mean, sending out your fancy cards and all.
- Paladin: Cards?
- Anna Anderson: Ain't he something though.
- Dane: He ain't so much that a bullet won't cut him to size. That fancy gun and all.
- Anna Anderson: Not that one. I mean the little fellow. The one with the fancy words!
- Storekeeper Anderson: You don't suppose that squirt and Anna? Hey, Paladin, how much more to take him with you?
- Paladin: Not for all the wire in America, Mr Anderson. However, if things get too tough, just Wire Paladin, San Francisco.