Cole Armin:
[to the crooked sheriff] You know, in Texas if the law don't move fast enough, a rope and a tree is the payoff for robbin' women and cold-blooded shoootin'.
Cole Armin:
What's the matter with these folks? You'd think I had smallpox!
Juke: Son, I'd rather have smallpox than the name of Armin in this town.
Juke: Son, I'd rather have smallpox than the name of Armin in this town.