- Major Ransome Callicut: [as voiceover narrator] Los Angeles - thirty difficult miles from San Pedro. Here in the tropical sun it was hard to believe that the City of Angels had its share of unholy activities.
- Vic Sutro: [During a stagecoach robbery] Lady, you may be a schoolteacher, but I like your spirit. In fact, I'll like you as soon as I pick up a little currency here. You and I are going for a horseback ride.
- Lora Roberts: You're insane!
- Vic Sutro: I would be if I passed you up.
- Major Ransome Callicut: I'll get Creegan. I'll chop off the head of the scorpion; then the legs won't be able to crawl.
- Sgt. 'Monk' Walker: [In disguise as a pioneer woman] If I die like this, don't bury me. Just perfume the body.
- Cpl. Olaf Swenson: You'll do! At a distance you look just like a woman.
- Sgt. 'Monk' Walker: Anybody who don't keep that distance gets surprised!
- Lora Roberts: Your mother and father were killed by the Indians. The Third Cavalry found you and raised you. Raised you on blood and black powder.
- Major Ransome Callicut: And saber floggings! That's how I learned religion.
- Lora Roberts: Religion?
- Major Ransome Callicut: Duty! - The religion of the Army. Forget it for a minute and a tough sergeant beats it back into you with the flat of a saber. Duty's a god, Miss Roberts, a jealous god! It makes demands. It tears you to pieces, but you kneel down and...
- Lora Roberts: Yes. Yes, I think I understand duty - the same thing that makes me teach school in a place that...
- [They stare at each other for a long time and embrace]
- Chona Degnon: You are a very bad boy, eh?
- Major Ransome Callicut: Misunderstood, that's all.
- [Chona laughs]