- George Fury: Who is it?
- Melody Jones: That used to be Packard, the Express Company fella.
- George Fury: Well that cinched the duck! Now they got a corpus delicti!
- Melody Jones: A what?
- George Fury: A dead body! That's the way the law says it. Corpus delicti. Means that if they got a corpse, you're delicti! Before this, even if they hung ya, we could have proved it was a mistake.
- George Fury: Get your dumb thumb out of my eye!
- Melody Jones: I was just trying to see if you was dead.
- George Fury: Well, I ain't! And I don't like someone trying to gouge my eye out.
- George Fury: Now wait a minute, Melody. You ain't got to be no dumber than necessary.
- Melody Jones: That would make me somebody, wouldn't it?
- Melody Jones: Pa gave me a piece of advice that ain't never failed me yet. Son, he says, if you ever fool around with a woman, always hide a dollar in the toe of your boot and you'll come out a dollar to the good. That is, Pa says, if you keep your boots on.
- George Fury: Who is she?
- Melody Jones: I've never seen her before.
- George Fury: That time in Cheyenne when you was kicked in the head and you was missing four days... are you sure you didn't marry somebody while you was out of your head?
- Melody Jones: I wasn't that far out of my head!
- Cherry de Longpre: Well, after all, it ain't no disgrace to be saved by a woman.
- Melody Jones: Saved? What kind of a chump do you take me fur? You still think I don't know who you were shooting at?
- Cherry de Longpre: What?
- Melody Jones: Look, Cherry, when a fella puts hisself between a another fella and his girl, he's got to look out for shootin' from both sides. I understand that. He's got to be ready...
- [Interrupted]
- Cherry de Longpre: Are you trying to tell me that I was shooting at *YOU*?
- Melody Jones: I ain't blamin' ya, I tell ya. It was a showdown. You had to make a quick pick which fella you wanted. All I got to say is I'm mighty glad you ain't a better shot than you are. Thanks for taking care of my saddle for me.
- [He walks out of house across the yard to saddle his horse]
- Cherry de Longpre: Why you... .you butterfingered GUN-JUGGLER!
- [pauses]
- Cherry de Longpre: MELODY!
- [Sharpshoots target across the yard next to Melody's horse and then through the reins Melody holds]
- Cherry de Longpre: HOLD IT!
- [Shoots a hole through the top of his tall cowboy hat]
- Cherry de Longpre: That's just to show ya when I aim at something, I hit it. And when I hit something, that's just what I aimed at.
- George Fury: Look Melody, you couldn't hit the hind end of your horse with a handful of buckshot and you know it. And you ain't a gunfighter, that's all. You ain't even a good shot. You're just a plain no good bronc stomper that's been hit in the seat of the pants so many times....
- Melody Jones: But you don't want to forget: when a posse makes a mistake, it's a mighty hard thing to unmake.
- George Fury: [to Melody as he enters the saloon] Don't go fur, will yuh? I don't aim to be drinkin' here for more than five or six hours.
- Melody Jones: [as he is swapping clothes with Monte] Not even if we swapped every stich,
- [Handing him the silver dollar he always keeps]
- Melody Jones: 'cause there still wouldn't be no scar on my face.
- Monte Jarrad: [Cold-bloodedly] But who'd know that... if there wasn't no face left?
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