Evelyn Pittman: It's obvious you and your men are hired killers down from the northern range wars. Bob Larkin:
We work in the open. We eat and drink with the ranchers who hire us... and are as much respected as anyone in the country.
Evelyn Pittman: Don't quibble any fine line with me, Mr. Larkin. You're as dishonest as any common road bandit. Bob Larkin: I'm not ashamed of the part I play. There's not a territorial border we cross where there's men waiting... hoping I can take them on... waiting to call themselves Larkin men. Evelyn Pittman: You're admitting your only importance is collecting men who don't care whether they live or die... who only live for the moment. Bob Larkin: It's been a long road to make a name men will follow. You'll get no apology out of me. Evelyn Pittman: It won't be long before you'll be running out of borders. You'll come full circle against the law that made you move on. Bob Larkin: You tie me up pretty good, Evelyn. Evelyn Pittman: Why fight against times changing? Why not join in changing them. Bob Larkin: Then I'll be like all the rest. Today I'm one of the few. I lead. That's important to me. Bob Larkin: [to Evelyn, defending his continued choice of the outlaw life] I can't gamble with bein' nobody. I been that! It don't work for me! Mrs. Sawyer-Midwife: Dulcie, you've no patience with the menfolk. Dulcie: Well, they come in all sizes, Mrs. Sawyer, but I've yet to find one that's worth a woman's patience. Earl: [after Norman has inappropriately touched Meli, the waitress and caused her to run away] Well, times have changed, grandpa. Girl likes a little cooing first. You just can't grab her like that! Norman: My age, son, you gotta take short cuts! Minutes count! [the outlaws break into riotous laughter] Bob Larkin: Your so-called town sheriff and me are quite a bit alike. Evelyn Pittman: How do you see that? Bob Larkin: We're both ridin' a greased pig - nothin' to hold on! Johnny Cobb: [Screaming to the townspeople after finding Arthur has been taken from the jail and lynched] How could you let it happen? Johnny Cobb: [to Whittier, who is reluctant to give him a gun] Search for a place where there are no bruises and tie it up with a ribbon, and tell yourself that what's inside is the sum total of your life, and what I didn't see was the day a man decides not to face the world is the day he better step out of it. Now give me that gun! Bob Larkin: It's a lesson I learned a long time ago. A man worth shootin' is a man worth killin'.