- Capt. Ross: I like that wild sense of humour. Friend, I haven't got enough troops to escort you across the street.
- Morris G. Stevens: You know what would happen to me if I happened to have a duel with a villain? My pants would fall down.
- Morris G. Stevens: I'm a philologist, I, ah, study languages.
- Rowdy Yates: What kind of languages?
- Morris G. Stevens: Indian, Pueblo, Comanche. You know you would never believe this, it's fantastic, but did you know there are no Comanche dictionaries?
- Mushy: Well, I'll be.
- Morris G. Stevens: So I came out here to compile one.
- Wishbone: What for?
- Morris G. Stevens: Oh, so people could communicate with the tribesmen.
- Gil Favor: Mr Stevens, if you open your mouth to speak to a Comanche, you'd have your throat slit before you got two words out.
- Morris G. Stevens: Well, maybe not, if they understood the words. I think it's important for people to understand people.
- Wishbone: Well, I think you oughta practise what you preach.
- Morris G. Stevens: I can tell you positively, Mr Yates, there is no worse torture for a man than to have contempt for his own role in life. I can tell you it's a problem that can be very easily solved. I know because I solved mine.
- Rowdy Yates: You had problems?
- Morris G. Stevens: Well, you know Cyrano de Bergerac?
- Rowdy Yates: Oh, yeah, yeah. He's a stubby, little fellow. He used to be head wrangler at the Clare Miguel ranch?
- Morris G. Stevens: So much hope, so little accomplished. I travelled 2,000 miles to speak Comanche to a man who can speak English to a man better than I can. A communicator with nothing to communicate. A giver with no gift.
- Rowdy Yates: You know what I always wanted to do?
- Morris G. Stevens: What?
- Rowdy Yates: I always wanted to be a surveyor.
- Morris G. Stevens: Wonderful!
- Rowdy Yates: I wanted to survey new trails, the new countries, the best trails.
- Morris G. Stevens: The H trails?
- Rowdy Yates: Yeah, maybe. I always had a little feeling towards pathfinding. I could scout out a path like a dowser scouts out water.
- Morris G. Stevens: Well, won't you do it?