- Mary Ellen Cameron: Well, Dad, if they think they're going water cattle here tonight, here's two Winchesters who'll say they ain't!
- Rance Brett: Miss, I'm from Montana and I'm headin' New Mexico way.
- Jeff Cameron: What was your name in Montana?
- Rance Brett: Brett - same as here! And I'm headin' New Mexico way. At least I was
- [glances at Mary Ellen]
- Rance Brett: while I had a horse.
- [Cash and Jeff rescue a baby from a deserted wagon]
- Cash Holbrook: What have we got that'll feed his gizzard? He can't chaw jerky!
- Jeff Cameron: Aw, you don't know nothin'. There's oatmeal gruel and a mite of bacon grease'll see him through.
- Bill Holbrook: Mary Ellen, look out there across the desert. As far as you can see, way off there in the distance... you see those big lonesome pinnacles? When I was a little boy, I used to lie out there evenings, watching the shadows pass over 'em. I used to imagine they were all sorts of things... dragons fighting... giants lying there sleeping... and great big monsters that might come down after it got dark and get me.
- Mary Ellen Cameron: [giggle] I know. I used to think that way, too.
- Bill Holbrook: You got over it, though.
- Mary Ellen Cameron: Over it? Sure! As soon as I knew what they really was - just big rocks.
- Bill Holbrook: But before that, you were a little bit afraid of them, weren't you?
- Mary Ellen Cameron: Yes, I was.
- Bill Holbrook: Well, it's just like that with folks. A way off in the distance of your mind there's a terrible man called Cash Holbrook. To you, he's been one of those awful monsters you used to imagine. But I've been up close to him - in the daylight - and to me, he's been a kind man... and mighty good.