- Charlie: You're going to have to lock Sarge up, Clay.
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: What are you talkin' about? It was an accident! Ask the girl - she saw the whole thing!
- Charlie: What girl?
- Clay McCord: You had no call flyin' off the handle, Mr. Harper.
- Noah Harper: The idea of his livin' a minute more than my son is more than I could bear.
- Clay McCord: How long he lives is up to the judge.
- Noah Harper: Judge Nielson is coming here next week to handle the trial. I saw to that.
- Clay McCord: You saw to that? What do you mean?
- Noah Harper: I asked for the judge with the most hangings to his credit.
- Clay McCord: Sergeant Tasker says it was an accident. Judge Nielsen might believe him.
- Noah Harper: He won't.
- Clay McCord: The courtroom ain't part of your cattle ranch, Mr. Harper.
- Marshal Simon Fry: Well, I better catch me a couple of winks, then keep on goin' until I get to Tucson.
- Clay McCord: You goin' on to Tucson?
- Marshal Simon Fry: If you ain't found out how much weight that Noah Harper can swing in this area, you're about to.
- Clay McCord: I guess I am.
- Marshal Simon Fry: We'll have to switch jurisdiction to the Army or find any other judge than Nielsen and Tucson's my only bet.
- Clay McCord: Think you got a chance?
- Marshal Simon Fry: Can't count on it. You better find that girl so Noah Harper and all his friends can have a look at her.
- Clay McCord: So far, I can't even prove she exists.
- Clay McCord: I'm disappointed in you, Ellen. I figured you to be smarter than to lie to the law.
- Ellen: Whoever's been telling you about me...
- Clay McCord: The only one's who been telling me is you. You see, I searched your room this afternoon.
- Ellen: You've got your nerve!
- Clay McCord: Lot's of nerve, but no more patience!
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: Clay, findin' a girl is duck soup for Hapgood Tasker.
- Clay McCord: This is one time I sure hope you ain't just boastin'.
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: Wait'll I get my hands on her; ridin' off, leavin' me holdin' the bag.
- Clay McCord: Now simmer down, Sarge. We gotta handle her gentle.
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: What for after what she did?
- Clay McCord: An old military man like you oughta know that you can win a battle and lose the war.
- Clay McCord: How about her?
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: Could be.
- Clay McCord: Fits Ellen's description all right. Well, you hang around, Sarge. Don't come too close.
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: Aw, relax, Clay. I'm disguised, ain't I?
- Clay McCord: Yeah... but there are times when I like to work alone.
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: If we don't find her, how are you goin' to explain me when you get back to Silver City?
- Clay McCord: I'm worried about your life, not my job.
- Noah Harper: Bringin' that girl blackened my son's character. Ain't that right?
- Clay McCord: To tell the truth, that's all.
- Noah Harper: Brett was a fine boy. He'd never go near her sort.
- Clay McCord: You've been blind a long time, Mr. Harper. Once your eyes are opened you ain't gonna like what you see.
- [Simon enters the Silver City jail and finds Sarge playing checkers with Clay]
- Marshal Simon Fry: I'm not sure I'd ever find you around this place again, Sarge. You must have a bellyful of it by now.
- Sergeant Hapgood Tasker: Well, Simon, it's a lot different when you can walk out that door any time you please.