- Hoby Gilman: [to Will Hastings] And about Mr. Smith: You lay a hand on him, and I'll strip the skin off o' your back, braid it into a rope, and hang you with it. Is that clear?
- [last lines]
- Tenner Smith: Beats me how a thing like this gets started. Youngsters, every one of them. Not one over twenty-three.
- Henrietta Porter: Hardly out of school.
- Tenner Smith: It just doesn't make sense. Why, Mr. Gilman? Where do we find the answer?
- Hoby Gilman: You telll me. Where do we find the parents?