Timothy 'Pop' Keith: Put this down. 'Whereas, I hearby bequeath my homestead to my daughter... '
Billy Shear: You don't need 'whereas' and the 'hereby.'
Timothy 'Pop' Keith: Well, I'll leave that up to you. But just be sure there's enough whereases in there to make any law angler set up and take notice, huh?
Marshal Len Merrick: You're all guilty. You'll all pay.
Sam Weaver: When he buried his boy, know what he put on the marker? "Hear a father's heart lies buried." A man with no heart makes a bad enemy.
Ann Keith: Justice! That's what you promised, ain't it? I told you what he'd get. Cattleman's justice! A trial in the dead of night so you could hang him quicker. Are you satisfied?
Judge Marlowe: Young woman, I can understand your anxiety for your father. But justice does not vary with the time of day. Your father can receive as fair a trial in darkness as in daylight.
Timothy 'Pop' Keith: [to Merrick] Just as long as you're conscious, I'm a goner, so I aim to make you unconscious.
Timothy 'Pop' Keith: [Last lines] You know, it's-it's frightening what can happen to a man! A law officer in the family! It's downright terrifyin'!
Marshal Len Merrick: [Seeing Dan Roden go for the gun of a sleeping deputy, he cocks his pistol and speaks authoritatively] He's asleep, but I'm not!
Marshal Len Merrick: Sorry about your son, Roden.
Ned Roden: He was worth any five men on the range. He was what I always wanted... golden in the sun... guns seemed made for his fingers. There wasn't a horse he couldn't ride or a man whose heart he couldn't win... and now he's dead - his heart smashed by a rustlers bullet.