Rig Ferris: [Jeff has just been given a job as a ranch hand by a no-nonsense foreman] All right, I might as well tell 'ya right now, we got some strict rules on this place. We don't run our cattle like wild Indians 'cause it takes the fat off. We don't rope 'em unless we have to. We got some good-blooded stuff on this ranch and we can't sell 'em with broken legs.

Jeff McCloud: Hope's a funny thing. You can have it even when there ain't no reason for it.

Jeff McCloud: I do think I oughta kiss you just once, though, for all the times I won't.

Jeff McCloud: Old Book used to be one of the best bronc riders in the business.
Wes Merritt: What happened?
Jeff McCloud: Punchy. Bronc shook his brains loose. He's head wrangler for Dawson now.

Jeff McCloud: There never was a bronc that couldn't be rode, there never a cowboy that couldn't be throwed. Guys like me last forever.

Jeremiah Watrus: You a thinkin' man?
Jeff McCloud: Oh, I can get in out of the rain. That's about all.

Buster Burgess: [Buster enters Rosemary's trailer to find Jeff sitting inside. The shower can be heard running in the background] Who's in the shower?
Jeff McCloud: Lady.
Louise Merritt: [From the shower] Jeff, can you hand me a towel?
Buster Burgess: [Jeff starts to get up but Buster stops him] I'll get it.
Buster Burgess: [Buster walks in on Louise in the shower and she screams. Buster rushes out] That ain't Rosemary!
Jeff McCloud: Nooooooo.

Louise Merritt: Wes tells me you once made three thousand dollars in one day, rodeoin'.
Jeff McCloud: That's right.
Louise Merritt: And threw it all away.
Jeff McCloud: Oh, I didn't throw it away. It just sorta'... floated.
Louise Merritt: That's pretty stupid, breakin' all your bones, then lettin' the money go.

Wes Merritt: A fella's bankroll could get fat in a hurry, rodeoin'.
Jeff McCloud: Bahh... Chicken today, feathers tomorrow.
Wes Merritt: Not if he played it smart when he had the chicken.

Rusty Davis: [Meeting Wes for the first time] You're new, ain't ya'?
Wes Merritt: Yeah.
Rusty Davis: Got two bits?
Wes Merritt: Sure.
Rusty Davis: Gimme'.
Rusty Davis: [Takes his money, then turns to Booker] Okay, let him have a look.
Booker Davis: [Pulls up his pant leg, revealing his scarred and mangled right leg] You ever see anything like that before?
Wes Merritt: [Slightly shocked] Sure is the worst lookin' leg *I've* ever seen.
Booker Davis: Twenty years rodeoin' done that. Leg busted nine times, kneecap five, and the ankle four.
Jeff McCloud: Booker's got just about the most busted leg in the world.
Booker Davis: Nobody'll ever beat it unless they jump off one of them New York skyscrapers.
Rusty Davis: Last time Booker broke it, doctors wanted to cut it off.
Booker Davis: It was up in Denver.
Rusty Davis: He got right off the operating table, got some crutches and headed for New Mexico in our pickup truck.
Booker Davis: That night a big blizzard come up and I had to pull into one of them there motels. Had no sooner got in bed than my leg started hurtin' - got to hurtin' pretty bad. Finally I got up and pushed my bed over to the window and opened it and stuck my leg out. Pretty soon the leg froze up and the pain went away. Next mornin' I got up and thawed it out in front of a stove, drove on to Santa Fe. I won four firsts that day!