- Gil Favor: Breeding ground of the cattle is the southern tip of Texas, and the markets are over a thousand miles away. A day's drive on the Sedalia Trail is eight, ten miles at the most. Fine and easy when the prairie grass is fresh and the river's wet. But you have to keep goin' when the grasses are parched, when the water has disappeared under the drought. That's when the cows become skittish, hard to manage. Nobody takes his boots off as long as it lasts. The last one to take his boots off is me - Gil Favor, trail boss.
- Pete Nolan: There's a man sitting up there all alone.
- Gil Favor: In this heat.
- Pete Nolan: Yes. No horse anywhere.
- Gil Favor: Oh.
- Pete Nolan: He's all decked out in one of those black frock coats.
- Gil Favor: You talk to him?
- Pete Nolan: No, I didn't. Could be a decoy. Indians pull stunts like that.
- Gil Favor: This I gotta see.
- Brother Bent: Rode a trail many times up and down in these parts. Suffice you'd trust your herd to a man who failed his flock.
- Brother Bent: The Devil. Do you know the Devil?
- Rowdy Yates: You talk like you've seen him, Brother Bent?
- Brother Bent: He had no shape or form but he had a name. GREED! It's a plague that corrupts the human heart. It spreads like the flood, nay, like the pestilence. You breathe it in, catch it from one another. Greed, that's what drove me from that town.
- Pete Nolan: You reading from the Good Book for breakfast, Brother Bent?
- Brother Bent: The soul needs feeding too, son.
- Brother Bent: Awful jittery.
- Gil Favor: They're all jittery.
- Rowdy Yates: We had a little thunder last night.
- Brother Bent: That one seems to be a real troublemaker. That why you wanted him cut out, Mr Favor?
- Gil Favor: MUSHY! You and Brother Bent slaughter him up. We'll eat steak for a while.
- Mushy: All right. Let's get it done, Brother Bent.
- Rowdy Yates: What's he? A preacher?
- Brother Bent: I'm a servant of God, yes.
- Wishbone: Preacher or undertaker? Which?
- Rowdy Yates: He's a preacher, Wish.
- Gil Favor: Where're you heading?
- Brother Bent: Nowhere.
- Gil Favor: Couple more hours in this sun and you'll get there.
- Gil Favor: Looking for a stray.
- Mushy: Mr Favor.
- Gil Favor: Seems I found him.
- Mushy: I changed my mind, Mr Favor, I came back. They was robbing you when I rode up. I tried to yell.
- Clint Crowley: Shut up.
- Gil Favor: You took your money back, Crowley. That cancels our deal.
- Clint Crowley: Just like that.
- Gil Favor: I'm taking my herd back.
- Flagg: Mr Favor.
- Gil Favor: The gold?
- Flagg: Greed is a man's ruination, truest words Brother Ben ever spoke.
- Rowdy Yates: No gold in these hills, huh?
- Flagg: No gold. No hills.
- Brother Bent: I like you, Flagg, that's why I'll never tell you. I refuse to be the instrument for poisoning your soul.
- Gil Favor: When they see us on the move, they'll be on the move. We'll be waiting for them and we'll pick the spot. They can either fight us or pass us. The choice is up to them.
- Brother Bent: These people have sinned a great sin and it made them gods of gold. Oh you who are the lifeline of this growing nation, close your eyes to the sins of the golden calf. Let your rewards be your own accomplishments. Amen.
- Gil Favor: Well, they've got one less advantage now, we know they're there. And figuring the same way, we got one more advantage, they don't know we know.
- Brother Bent: God's gold must be earned with sweat and toil. But the Devil's gold can be taken as easily as Adam plucked the apple from the tree of knowledge. There was gold lying about in chunks and nuggets about the size of a man's fist, right up there in the hills above my town.
- Flagg: Is it still lying around up there?
- Gil Favor: You lose your hands, you lose your herd, and you lose your money. How do you explain it to the people that trusted you.
- Brother Bent: I said put up everything. What you got in your pockets, Wishbone, yo do me the honour.
- Wishbone: Well, I'll be toasted on a spit. The Ace of Spades.
- Brother Bent: So it is, I guess the fates just didn't want you to know the name of that place. The Lord taketh away and the Lord give it back.
- Wishbone: Brother Bent, when Quince asked you how come you were gambling, you said it was for a good cause. What cause.
- Brother Bent: The cause of proving to you the evils and dangers of gambling. What I really did was deliver a sermon with the aid of 52 assistants.