- Jefferson Klingsmith: You want money for bringing men in. How much do I owe you?
- Josh Randall: I expect nothin' from you, mister, but if you ever talk to me like that again, I'm gonna walk all over you. I dunno, maybe it's because you don't know any better, so I'm gonna tell you something, just once. Most towns have got sheriffs and marshals. We're a long way between towns out here. There's not much law. Men like Hod Kreiger are free to do what they like - pushin' people around, killing. Somebody's got to stop 'em.
- Jefferson Klingsmith: [Despairing of the long, hot journey ahead] Why don't you leave me?
- Josh Randall: Misery loves company, and you're all I got.