- Corcoran - Gun Drummer: Company guarantees 6 pheasants, 6 quail or 9 doves an outing. Or get this, you get your money back.
- Paladin: I can get that kind of game in any number of restaurants in San Francisco already dead and quite nicely cooked.
- Corcoran - Gun Drummer: But on the trail, Mr Paladin.
- Paladin: On the trail, I'm after slightly larger game.
- Paladin: Why this valley?
- Sheriff Maude J. Smuggly: Oil. I don't know what they want with it. It poisons the water and kills the fish hereabouts.
- Paladin: Now, Sheriff, a man in the East has found a way to make a steam engine run on oil. And they can make a kind of soap out of it. Why don't you sell?
- Sheriff Maude J. Smuggly: I don't like the way they asked me.
- Paladin: Well, I still don't understand why the town didn't hire a man sheriff.
- Sheriff Maude J. Smuggly: Well, they did. But he had an attack of either under guts or over-bribed and left.
- Paladin: [First lines] Ted Grieve, do you ever go back to Abilene, or can't you forget how they laughed at you, lying there in the dirt, crying?
- Sheriff Maude J. Smuggly: Mister, you're just a twitch away from having your head blown off. And I got a nervous tic. You better give me a hatful of words and all at the same time. Now talk.
- Paladin: Talk? I tried to talk through that window over there and almost got a mouth full of buckshot.
- Sheriff Maude J. Smuggly: I didn't have the edge on you then. Who are you? And what do you want?