- Jessie Simmons: Bat - your horse.
- Bat Masterson: Thanks, Jessie. You'll go to the good place when you die.
- Jessie Simmons: Well, that's not fair, Bat. I want to see you again.
- [Bat confronts the imposter]
- Chad Hornsby: I warn you, I never lost in a shootout yet.
- Bat Masterson: That was when you were Bat Masterson. I like the way you wear your clothes, Hornsby. I like your style. As a matter of fact, you're not a bad sort. But if I were to let you get away with that gold shipment, every lawman from here to Frisco would be looking for Bat Masterson, so I can't let you do that. You can either ride out of here or, ah... It's up to you.
- [first lines]
- Narrator: Silver City, Nevada. May 1883. The only thing more important to Bat Masterson than winning a bet was his name and reputation. An adventure from the life of the colorful figure who became a legend in his own time.