- Dr. Seltzer: All the way from Atlanta, she said. They were burned out in the war. The two of them - shoulda been three - wanted to start a new life. They came all the way west... here... to us, my hospitable friends. That's a long way to come just to lay down and die.
- Dan: My folks worked their lives tryin' to make somethin' out of a lot of worn-out dirt that nobody else would spit on.
- [discussing the man Mitch, unknown to the rancher, murdered]
- Rancher: Sorry, Mitch. I know how you felt about Ole.
- Mitch: No, I don't think so. No one will ever know that.
- Mitch: You know, I read something a long time ago: Follow the rainbow... but don't wait for the gold to be in it.
- Dan: Look for the silver in between. Yeah, I know - I went to school once, too. Say, what are you? Are you some kind of do-gooder or something? You want to save my soul, Mister?
- Mitch: No, I want a few men with anger and guts enough to follow that rainbow and grab a pot full of gold - not petty silver in-between.
- [Mitch points his pistol at Sheriff Olson]
- Sheriff Olson: Mitch, don't. You're crazy! You don't-you don't know what you're doing!
- Mitch: Ellie screamed. Why don't you scream?
- [Stu has just won $300 by killing another man in a shootout]
- Master of Ceremonies: Let me know when you're ready to go and you can pick up the prize money.
- Stu Christian: That's alright. I never stay for the funerals anyway.
- Mitch: My name's Mitch Barrett. I'd like to talk to you.
- Stu Christian: Don't recall askin' to listen.
- Mitch: You'll listen and be glad you did for twenty thousand in gold.
- Stu Christian: Mister, when you talk, you talk big!
- Stu Christian: What do you have to do around here to get a drink?
- Julia Reynolds: Are you sure you're old enough?
- Stu Christian: Looks like a real rough trip for you, don't it, gray belly? No whiskey, no women.
- Dan: I bet when you were a kid you were tops in your town - you know, with a crayon - drawing dirty things on nice, clean walls.
- Harry Ivers: Felicitations, gentlemen. An outstanding piece of repartee.
- Giller: That'll be sixteen dollars.
- Harry Ivers: That would be sixteen dollars, plus a dollar and eighty-seven cents, won't it?
- Giller: What?
- Harry Ivers: Well, your close friend, Mitch Barrett, asked me to pay what he's owed you for so long - ever since the death of his wife. One dollar and eighty-seven cents, wasn't it?
- Stu Christian: Nice lookin' beef.
- Caldwell: Yeah, we raise the finest in the country. The noisiest, too, but I guess we'd yell some, too, if we were headin' for the slaughterhouse.
- Stu Christian: That's right. Never thought of that before. I wish I had time to hear you yell.
- Dan: Do you have to come bargin' in here like that?
- Julia Reynolds: What do you want, me to whistle six bars of "Dixie"?
- Dan: I'm sorry. I guess that all waitin' and no whiskey makes Dan a dull boy.
- Julia Reynolds: We're in love. That's what he went into town to tell you. When he finds out you're not there, he'll come back, Mitch.
- Mitch: He'll find out other things, too. Stu and Ivers are dead.
- Julia Reynolds: Dead! How? With you leading the posse, Mitch, how?
- Mitch: With me leading the posse.
- [last lines]
- Julia Reynolds: Tell me about Virginia again, Dan. What will it be like?
- Dan: That's goin' to take time, Julie, a lot of time. Not even Doc Seltzer can walk that slow.