- [Hogo Fogo takes a sip of the Kolaloka Lemonade]
- Hogo Fogo: Pah!
- Sherriff: Did you say... 'Pah', stranger?
- Hogo Fogo: Yes, 'Pah'!
- Goodman: 'Pah' to the Kolaloka Lemonade?
- Hogo Fogo: Yes, 'Pah' to the Kolaloka Lemonade!
- Goodman: A madman!
- Sherriff: An anarchist!
- Hogo Fogo: No, gentlemen; neither the former, nor the latter. But...
- [Hogo Fogo takes his fake beard off. The Sheriff produces a "Wanted" poster from his pocket and compares the picture with Hogo Fogo at length]
- Sherriff: Hogo Fogo!
- [Bar patrons gasp accordingly]
- Hogo Fogo: Yes, Hogo Fogo, with twelve notches on the handle of my Dellinger!
- Grimpo: Allow me to introduce my collaborators. This is Coyote Kid, and this is Pancho Kid.
- Lemonade Joe: I do not care for your kids.
- Lemonade Joe: [Lands on his feet after falling some 200 feet, right in front of the hostile band, taking them by surprise. Performs some thorough finger-spinning with his twin shooters, finally aiming them at the band] Understandably, hands up.
- Lemonade Joe: I have returned. And with me comes the law!
- Hogo Fogo: More like, the Kola Loka.
- Lemonade Joe: The Kola Loka is the law.
- Musician: [reading a note attached to Joe's back] Lemonade Joe! Do you know how silly you are?
- Lemonade Joe: No, that I do not.
- Lemonade Joe: Are nights cold here?
- Deaf old man: Pardon?
- Lemonade Joe: I ask whether nights are cold here.
- Deaf old man: Yes.
- Lemonade Joe: Then I ought to take... warm underwear!
- Goodman: What does she want?
- Lemonade Joe: Don't be surprised, father. Lou is different now. She's become better, and wants to be striven for morality in Arizona.
- Tornado Lou - Arizona Warbler: Yes, I want. I'm going to open a brothel there only kola-loca lemonade would be serving.
- Goodman: Can not express how you touched me! The Lord instiled you this idea!