- [Bat gives his horse to the blacksmith]
- Bat Masterson: Why don't you strip him and rub him down.
- Tom Noble, Justice of the Peace: I wouldn't even stay that long!
- Bat Masterson: Small town, lots of advice.
- Bat Masterson: Mr. Noble, I don't care if Foley is a rustler, a night rider or a murderer, or if Swan Valley's his Robber's Roost.
- Tom Noble, Justice of the Peace: Then you'll be leavin'?
- Bat Masterson: Oh, no. I'm stayin'.
- Tom Noble, Justice of the Peace: Confound it, why?
- Bat Masterson: Well, he said a mean thing to me.
- Molly Doyle: There's something I think you should know about Sergeant Foley.
- Bat Masterson: Oh? There's quite a bit I know about him already. Court martialed out of the army, does a lot of night riding so it will be cooler for his horses, contributes to charities such as the Justice of the Peace... Swan Valley's model rustler.
- Molly Doyle: Angus thinks you better leave town. If you don't, Foley'll kill you.
- Bat Masterson: There's a law says he won't.
- Molly Doyle: What law?
- Bat Masterson: Self-preservation.
- [Foley and his henchman have tried to ambush Bat in his hotel room]
- Hotel Owner: Do you have any idea how hard it is to get glass out here? I have to send all the way to the East for it. Oh, why didn't you tell me you were going to get shot at? I'm gonna put you in an inside room - with no windows!
- [Bat walks down the street wearing his bowler, formal suit and cane]
- Pete the Blacksmith: You got the right idea, Masterson.
- Bat Masterson: Yes, Pete?
- Pete the Blacksmith: Long as you decide to stay, you might as well be dressed to be laid out at any time.
- [Bat buys a license to run a poker game]
- Angus McLarnin: Where are you goin' to operate, Bat?
- Bat Masterson: Right here: back to the wall, eyes on the front door.
- Sergeant Foley: Some people just can't be told, can they?
- Bat Masterson: You're welcome to try your luck.
- Molly Doyle: You're a fool.
- Angus McLarnin: But I'm not. If there is a shootout in my place and they get you, I'll be obliged to take the wreckage out of your wallet.
- Bat Masterson: Angus, a deal's a deal.
- Bat Masterson: This Foley - where can I find him?
- Angus McLarnin: How many draws are there leading into the Tetons? How many huts? How many abandoned ranch houses?
- Dank, Henchman: Congratulations!
- [Foley's henchman holds his hand out to Bat]
- Bat Masterson: I seldom shake hands. I caught a fungus once.
- [first lines]
- Narrator: Swan Valley, Wyoming Territory. August 11, 1883. A renegade's torch touched off several flaming events in the colorful life of Bat Masterson, famous figure of the West, who became a legend in his own time.