- Jess Santala: Are you gonna be around here long, stranger?
- Bat Masterson: Long enough.
- Jess Santala: That's all I'm askin' - just long enough.
- [Bat shows Jennie an unflattering newspaper article about himself]
- Bat Masterson: Do you know anything about this?
- Jennie: I had an idea that paper might catch up with you. You don't miss much when it comes to your reputation.
- Bat Masterson: It's my stock in trade, Jennie. It's all I've got.
- Bat Masterson: Do you know anything about me, Miss Hart?
- Jo Hart: Enough to know what you stand for: violence, Mr. Masterson - the law unto yourself.
- Bat Masterson: The law is only a word unless it's backed up by the truth.
- Jo Hart: Bat, you know you don't have to go on. There's a job here for you, on the paper.
- Bat Masterson: No, I couldn't stay fixed yet - not for a while. Got more places to go to, things to do and see - but don't you think for a moment that I'm liable to forget what I learned here. Look, I've got printers ink in my blood, too. I may even begin to look at things differently from now on; sort of like a reporter. Someday, I may even have enough to write about.
- [last lines]
- [Jo gives Bat a pencil]
- Jo Hart: Bat, take this along with you.
- [Bat puts the pencil in his holster with his gun]
- Bat Masterson: Both pack a lot of lead - go well together.
- [They shake hands, and Bat departs on his horse]
- [first lines]
- Narrator: Leadville, Colorado - April 1879. Bat Masterson's reputation was already made as a lawman, an Army scout, an Indian fighter. And he regarded his reputation with great esteem, and would protect it to the limit. That's what brought him to Leadville. An adventure in the life of the colorful figure who became a legend in his own time.