- [on Thunderhoof]
- Scotty Mason: That beautiful head, with fire in his eyes... his stride must be twenty feet long, and when he runs his hooves sound like thunder.
- Scotty Mason: He's dead. Dead drunk. He's young and wild, but he'll grow out of it, just like you did.
- Scotty Mason: There's a story they tell that whoever catches him gets what's coming to him, his judgment right here on earth.
- Scotty Mason: Look at Thunderhoof, Marguerita. He's the beginning of our ranch. Ten days from now, we'll be under our own roof, your own house.