- Jeremy Rodock: One thing you gotta learn tho - horse is man's slave but treat 'em like a slave and you ain't a man.
- Jeremy Rodock: You know, I ain't got you figured yet, McNulty. You act like a man with a lot of ideas. But all of them second rate... and not one honorable.
- McNulty: Kee - rect.
- Fat Jones: [In the bunkhouse: Steve is moving in] Say, friend... You don't just happen to have one of them new mail order catalogues?
- Steve Miller: No, I ain't.
- Fat Jones: Feller told me they had pictures in them this year - women in corsets.
- Wrangler in bunkhouse: Fats, you got a dirty mind. That's why you'll never amount to nothin'.
- Fat Jones: I ain't seen a woman - outside 'o Jocasta - in eight months. And you ain't gettin' no prettier.
- [Other wrangler gives him the finger]
- Jeremy Rodock: [Explaining to Jocasta why he must go search out and hang the horse thieves, in spite of Jo's wishes to the contrary] Jo... you come as close to bein'... well, as close to bein' everything to me as anything livin'. But I still can't do what you want me to do. We're livin' in the middle of nowhere. Two hundred miles from any kind of law and order. Except for what I built myself. Ever since I started - and this you don't know - I've been badgered, skunked, bitten out and bushwhacked by thieves from everywhere. And now, one of my men's been killed. I find my horses, I find the killer. If I find the killer, I hang him. I gotta' keep my own reckoning, Jo. It's the way I built my life and half the transportation of the West. Goodbye, Jo.
- Jocasta Constantine: [Offering to loan Steve ten dollars] I'd lend you more, if you would use the money to go back home.
- Steve Miller: Go home? Why?
- Jocasta Constantine: Steve, we've only talked a few times since you came here. But I know this about you. You are gentle. You haven't been used, and made hard. This is not your kind of life. Look at the men in the bunkhouse: Baldy, and Fat Jones, and Abe. Never a chance for a family, or a home. In ten years, you're gonna' be like them - a "nobody" on a horse. That's what a wrangler is: a "nobody" on a horse. With bad teeth, broken bones, double hernia, and lice!
- Jocasta Constantine: Go home. Before you kill your first man. Or put a rope on your first hanging, and it begins to eat you up alive. Learn a decent trade. Find yourself a nice girl and get married. Live in a place where you can bring up children. A normal life. A normal life that... Steve, I... I'm sorry. Sometimes I think you're my own man. The old dreams.
- Steve Miller: [Upset at Mr. Rodock after witnessing Rodock's hanging of a horse thief - an impromptu "frontier justice" hanging, done without benefit of a formal trial] Maybe I ain't hard, maybe that's why. But Mr. Rodock, you didn't have to hang him.
- Jeremy Rodock: [Explaining to Jocasta why he felt the hanging was necessary] I tell ya' Jo, it's the only way. It's FEAR that keeps men honest. And with that hangin' today, I laid fear like a fence ten feet high, around my property!
- Jocasta Constantine: [to Mr. Rodock] I understand now why you never married or ever wanted to marry. To marry you have to invest your heart in someone. How can you invest if you don't trust?
- Jeremy Rodock: [Jeremy to Jocasta as Steve rides away on Jeremy's horse] A fella doesn't die of a broken heart from his first love, only from his last.
- Jeremy Rodock: I'm sorry you're so hard, boy.
- Lars Peterson: I learned through you.
- Jeremy Rodock: Then I'm sorry for both of us.