- Donna Bishop: Take your pick.
- Tagg Oakley: [Tagg behaves like a kid in a sweetshop] Gosh, I don't know.
- Donna Bishop: Why don't you just close your eyes and take a wild guess. That's the best way.
- Deputy Sheriff Lofty Craig: Candy's almost worth falling into a woman's clutches for, isn't it, Tagg?
- Tagg Oakley: Aw, Loftly.
- Emmett - Holdup Man: You know, Gil, that storeman is gonna get plum careless with his cash receipts lately.
- Gil - Holdup Man: Maybe he's the trusting kind.
- Emmett - Holdup Man: Maybe we oughta learn him better.
- Gil - Holdup Man: Yeah, maybe we oughta.
- Gil - Holdup Man: What're you gonna do?
- Emmett - Holdup Man: I'm gonna perform a little operation on the Doc with this.
- [He pats his gun]
- Annie Oakley: Oh, come on, aren't you gonna find a name for her?
- Donna Bishop: Gosh, she seems so sweet, I don't know.
- Tagg Oakley: How about Candy?
- Deputy Sheriff Lofty Craig: Wouldn't you know it.
- Donna Bishop: That's a perfect name. That's just what I'll call her. Candy.
- Emmett - Holdup Man: We better take a ride out to that ranch, Emmett.
- Gil - Holdup Man: Annie and the Deputy are there. What about them?
- Emmett - Holdup Man: I'm in no hurry. All I wanna do is see that little girl before she sees me.
- Dr. Thomas Moody: That look on your face is thanks enough for me. You can forget about this bill, Miss Oakley. Let's just call it a birthday present from the medical profession.
- Donna Bishop: You'll make an awful wonderful husband, too.
- Annie Oakley: Don't forget to send us an invitation, kid.
- Donna Bishop: Would you like come over to the store and have some candy?
- Tagg Oakley: NO THANKS!