- Mrs. Martha Lassiter: I'm sure you understand my curiosity about how you and he happened to be together at the time of his death.
- Johnny Yuma: Well, his company was outnumbered; his men started to retreat, but he forged ahead like the whole war depended on him. I was closest when he fell. I could tell by the look on his face that there was something he had to say to someone, anyone. That's when he asked me to come here. No need for me to tell you what kind of a soldier your son was. That monument speaks plainer than words.
- Mrs. Martha Lassiter: I'm very grateful. It's as if part of Phillip has been returned to me. If you only you could have fought shoulder to shoulder instead of face to face.
- Beth Lassiter: I can't spend another day in that house. I'm leaving.
- Johnny Yuma: Beth, this your home; these are your people.
- Beth Lassiter: Lassister House isn't a home anymore - it's a private graveyard filled with a mother's memory of a dead son and I'm not going to spend the rest of my life chained to that memory.
- [speaking to a photograph of her son, now deceased]
- Mrs. Martha Lassiter: I've tried, Phillip. I tried so hard, even though I knew what you were really like inside. I've known ever since you were a boy. I can't protect you anymore, Phillip.
- [last lines]
- [after watching the monument to her son, now disgraced, being dragged away, Mrs. Lassister turns to her estranged daughter]
- Mrs. Martha Lassiter: Beth...
- Beth Lassiter: Mama.
- [cut to a shot of Johnny Yuma watching them, then riding to the monument of Corporal Phillip Lassiter, now in the cemetery. Yuma removes his Confederate cap for a moment, puts it back on and rides off]
- Jess Kirby: Reb, you picked the worst day of the year to come here. Take my advice and drift.
- Johnny Yuma: Just visitin'.
- Jess Kirby: You visit someplace else. I'm trying to clean up this street.
- Johnny Yuma: That's a lot of statue. This town must be pretty proud of him.
- Jess Kirby: Proud enough to call a holiday once a year. That way we don't forget who caused his death.
- Johnny Yuma: That's part of a soldier - like a uniform.
- Jess Kirby: I advised you to clear out... now I'm tellin' ya. Mount up and ride south across the line.
- Johnny Yuma: There aren't any more lines. We're on the same side now. Gives me the right to pay my respects.
- Johnny Yuma: This is real fine livin'.
- Beth Lassiter: The work is hard. There won't be much time for anything else.
- Johnny Yuma: I've earned a lot less for doin' a lot more.
- Pike Larson: Well, looks like the wind's blowing in from the South. Getting so it doesn't do any good to clean up the bunks anymore.
- Ike Rober: You get rid of the roaches and look what you wind up with. Now, Pike, is that any way to welcome a Southern Colonel? Offer the man a mint julep.
- Johnny Yuma: August 7, 1863
- [Johnny does a voice over Mrs Lassiter as she reads from Johnny's journal]
- Johnny Yuma: Another day for these of us who live through it. For the others, bloodshed and death. Hope for a quick peace fades into the thick blue smoke of roaring cannons. This morning we attacked the Union supply depot. The enemy resisted fiercely. If there's such a thing as a cowardly soldier, I had my first look at one today. It was a Yankee corporal making a one soldier retreat.