- [Fry's posse discovers Indians attacking a wagon train]
- Marshal Simon Fry: All right, men, let's join the party.
- Dr. Landry: Would you mind telling me where we're going?
- Morgan Burch: You leave that to me; I'll leave the doctorin' to you.
- Clay McCord: Well, Doc?
- Dr. Landry: Well, he's got a chance.
- Clay McCord: So have we if we get out of here as soon as it's dark enough.
- Dr. Landry: I can't leave him, Clay.
- Clay McCord: Doc, you gotta!
- Dr. Landry: Kill him.
- Clay McCord: Do what?
- Dr. Landry: Put your gun to his head and pull the trigger. Go ahead!... I didn't think you could, but if we're going to leave him like this, it would be merciful if you did.
- Clay McCord: Well, if there's nothing you can do...
- Dr. Landry: Wait a minute - there's never nothing! Not until death.
- Dr. Landry: You spend your life using instruments to save lives, then you can learn something to destroy it in just a few minutes.
- Clay McCord: Let's make it as expensive as possible for 'em, Doc.
- [last lines]
- Clay McCord: You know, Doc, it bothers me giving my blood to Jack Burch and having it all go to waste.