Wes McQueen: It reminds me of a little heist we planned in west Kansas about five or six years ago. One fella was smooth and slippery. The other was green and gabby. The third was just plain mean, from the top of his head to his boot heel. The next thing we know, there was a boxcar of soldiers coupled to that train. Too bad we never knew which one sent word to the soldiers. It would have been better for the other two if we had. Their monuments are right outside Boxville, Kansas. The prettiest little Bone Orchard you've ever seen. Little stone angels watching them.
Pluthner: Well, don't get any ideas you are through with us. You wouldn't last long cut off from the herd, McQueen. You're branded clean to the bone.
United States Marshal: Span out and we'll corral him in the Canyon of the Dead. First man that spots him, give the signal - three shots. And we'll tighten the cinch on him.
United States Marshal: Now remember, you men. If you flush him, don't try to shoot it out with him. He's quicker than a black-headed snake. Just send up a smoke signal and we'll spot it.
Pluthner: Was there any trouble?
Wes McQueen: A little. The marshal picked up Reno and Duke.
Pluthner: What? Ah, that was a tough break. They was good boys. But that's the game for ya... all part of the game. You and me, Wes - just you and me left out of that fine parcel of men. Of course, we end up with the money, you and me, but that's how the cards fall.
Wes McQueen: Look, Pluthner! This deck has had so much bottom-dealing that it's dog-eared. Too many jokers keep turning up.
[viewing a hanging]
United States Marshal: That's a nice sight for anybody with a train-robbing itch.
Colorado Carson: You can bust out of jail, maybe, or mud holes like I was in, but you can't bust out of what you are.
Wes McQueen: You can if you're set on it.
Colorado Carson: Can ya? Me? I was born under a chuckwagon. Never got much higher. Anything was a step up. Even getting hit by Reno was all velvet.
Fred Winslow: Look at that, Julie Ann! You can see all the way into the middle of next week. A new world will be going in... that's what it is... and a start of a new life.
Fred Winslow: Are you new to this land, Mr. Rogers? The Promised Land, that's what it is. My father used to say, "The sun travels west... and so does opportunity."
Fred Winslow: My boy, never buy a foot of land more than five miles from home and not until you've seen it felt it, tasted it and smelled it. And at that, you might get bamboozled.
Julie Ann Winslow: Did you ever think you'd like to travel a long way off... as far and as high as the moon... and stay there for good... forever... and forget all about things down here?
Wes McQueen: There's been plenty of times I wanted to get away from where I was.
Julie Ann Winslow: That far away?
Wes McQueen: Yeah, that far.
Julie Ann Winslow: You never talk about yourself. I don't know anything about you at all.
Wes McQueen: There's nothing to tell. Like you said, wanting to get far off from what you've been. This is far off.