Norman: Say, you wearin' that pretty dress for me?
Leah: You like it?
Norman: Yeah, mm, I like along with what's inside it.

Earl: [after Norman has inappropriately touched Meli, the waitress and caused her to run away] Well, times have changed, grandpa. Girl likes a little cooing first. You just can't grab her like that!
Norman: My age, son, you gotta take short cuts! Minutes count!
[the outlaws break into riotous laughter]

Evelyn Pittman: It's obvious you and your men are hired killers down from the northern range wars.
Bob Larkin: We work in the open. We eat and drink with the ranchers who hire us... and are as much respected as anyone in the country.
Evelyn Pittman: Don't quibble any fine line with me, Mr. Larkin. You're as dishonest as any common road bandit.
Bob Larkin: I'm not ashamed of the part I play. There's not a territorial border we cross where there's men waiting... hoping I can take them on... waiting to call themselves Larkin men.
Evelyn Pittman: You're admitting your only importance is collecting men who don't care whether they live or die... who only live for the moment.
Bob Larkin: It's been a long road to make a name men will follow. You'll get no apology out of me.
Evelyn Pittman: It won't be long before you'll be running out of borders. You'll come full circle against the law that made you move on.
Bob Larkin: You tie me up pretty good, Evelyn.
Evelyn Pittman: Why fight against times changing? Why not join in changing them.
Bob Larkin: Then I'll be like all the rest. Today I'm one of the few. I lead. That's important to me.

Johnny Cobb: [Screaming to the townspeople after finding Arthur has been taken from the jail and lynched] How could you let it happen?

Bob Larkin: It's a lesson I learned a long time ago. A man worth shootin' is a man worth killin'.