- Rose Dalton: Oh, honey, don't think about him. They tell me he plays women just like he plays poker. Riffle, shuffle, fast cut, big deal, the sky's the limit; and then all of a sudden you're lying there in the discard.
- W.T. 'Illinois' Grey: The name's Illinois Grey - gambler. Not very moral, not very brave. But I don't welsh and I don't squeal. I'm my own law and my own man. I don't hold myself above you, or you me.
- Columbine Dalton: Stay back, mister!
- W.T. 'Illinois' Grey: Oh, don't worry, miss. I've got respect for ladies - especially those with revolvers.
- [first lines]
- [Slidell has just posted a sign announcing a 25-cent fee for viewing the dead Dalton Boys]
- Mr. Slidell, the Mortician: Ah, good morning, Mr. Parsh.
- Detective Hiram Parsh: Good morning.
- Mr. Slidell, the Mortician: Oh, Mr. Parsh, just a moment, please. Twenty-five cents, sir.
- Detective Hiram Parsh: Identification is my object, Mr. Slidell, not amusement.
- Mr. Slidell, the Mortician: You're a private detective, sir, not a lawman with the privileges of a public servant. Twenty-five cents, please, sir.
- [Parsh throws a quarter into the dust a Slidell's feet]
- Mr. Slidell, the Mortician: Well, you never got that close to 'em when they was alive, did you, Mr. Detective. How long did you hound those poor creatures, Mr. Parsh? Somethin' like five years, wasn't it? It sure is too bad you couldn't have been in on the kill. You'da got a real pleasure out of seein' 'em out there in the dust, kickin' and a-screamin'.
- Marigold Dalton: Holly, I'm scared!
- Holly Dalton: I've been on the run for the past seven years and I'm still not over being scared. I guess if I wasn't scared, I'd be tired.
- Marigold Dalton: I don't like felling scared, Holly.
- Holly Dalton: You'll get used to it. The first time's always the worst.
- Rose Dalton: All right, wrangler, up with those hands unless you want a buttonhole on the back of that vest.
- Columbine Dalton: All these months I've been dreaming of California - it got so I could even smell the orange blossoms currying a horse.
- Holly Dalton: You can't expect jackpots in every game, honey.
- Rose Dalton: And you can't expect to be a lady, either! You might as well face up to it - you're a Dalton!
- Holly Dalton: [singing] Oh, you can't trust a man, 'cos a man will lie, / But a gun stays beside you till the day you die. / A man is a cheater, with his triflin' ways, / But a gun's always faithful, 'cuz a gun never strays.