- Johnny Yuma: I think these people were poisoned.
- Doctor: Are you a doctor?
- Johnny Yuma: No.
- Doctor: Well, you're right.
- [the townspeople refuse to help a family for fear of becoming infected with diptheria]
- Johnny Yuma: I bet you're real God-fearin' folk, aren't ya?
- Lew Bussey: Poor kid, he's fevered with the sickness. Look at them buzzards.
- Johnny Yuma: Come on, honey. Just move a little. You gotta do something, honey. Open your eyes, just a little bit. You gotta cry, honey.
- Lew Bussey: I'm afraid she's gone, boys.
- Johnny Yuma: You gotta show 'em up there. You gotta show 'em you're still alive. They wanna hurt you, baby.
- Sam: That could be my little Maddie.
- Johnny Yuma: you gotta move, honey. She's alive, Sheriff, believe me, she's alive. Please get the Doc.