Nancy Carson: Well, you've certainly made a hit with Billy and Julie.
Stony Brooke: I wish the rest of the family felt that way.
Nancy Carson: Give me a good reason why I should.
Stony Brooke: Oh, well, I'm kind to animals and help old ladies across the street.
Tucson Smith: That is, when there aren't any young ones to help.
Stony Brooke: The voice of experience.

Stony Brooke: Just a minute! What kind of farce do you call this?
Mayor Gil Byron: Don't you approve of the way we hold court?
Stony Brooke: This isn't a court, it's a three-ring circus.
Judge Henry J. Hixon: Careful, young man...
Stony Brooke: Of what? You're sworn to uphold the laws of this territory and what do yo do? Jump like a rabbit every time he cracks a whip.
Judge Henry J. Hixon: One more word from you and I'll fine you for contempt!
Stony Brooke: Word fail to express my contempt for this court.

Stony Brooke: So that's His Honor the Mayor. Brings his own jury.
Tucson Smith: Swell chance we're going to have.
Stony Brooke: We'll stick around and see how far this thing will go.

Tucson Smith: Lullaby, what's holdin' you up? We gotta go!
Lullaby Joslin: It's not me, it's Elmer.
Elmer, Lullaby's Dummy: I don't want to ride in this roll. I'm no hot dog!
Lullaby Joslin: Shut up or I'll put mustard on your face.
Elmer, Lullaby's Dummy: I'll smother! I'll suffocate! In fact, I won't be able to breathe!
Stony Brooke: Can we depend on that?

Tucson Smith: You better hit the hay, Romeo. You and Dave got a long ride ahead of you tomorrow.
Nancy Carson: Where?
Stony Brooke: We're taking the petition to Governor White.
Nancy Carson: Oh.
Stony Brooke: How about you going in my place tomorrow?
Tucson Smith: [looking at Nancy] Oh, no. I'm going to stay here and watch the mine.
Stony Brooke: Well, be sure its the mine you look after.

Mayor Gil Byron: Just a minute, Brooke. You've been through a terrible ordeal. I can promise you that every man responsible will be punished before I'm through.
Stony Brooke: You're through right now.

Marshal Jim Wood: Judge Hixon, the prisoner seems to want an early trial. Do you think you can accommodate him?
Judge Henry J. Hixon: Well yes, Marshal, I think I can arrange it. I've done it before.
Marshal Jim Wood: Oh, no, Judge. This is going to be a fair trial.

[first lines]
[after reading a sign that says "Trespassers Will Be Shot"]
Lullaby Joslin: Looks like folks ain't exactly welcome around here.
Stony Brooke: Well, I don't believe in signs.