- Dan Wicks: In my store, I sell to the Devil itself if I feel like it. Ain't nobody gonna tell me different.
- Ellen Barton: Now my men were simply trying to explain to Mr Travis the advisability of his selling out.
- [In true American style two men are giving one man a severe beating]
- Ellen Barton: My advice to you, Sir Galahad, is to move on and leave well alone.
- Johnny Yuma: I will. When you leave. All of yer.
- Johnny Yuma: Why'd you pick this section?
- Paul Travis: I didn't want to but I had to. You Rebs are good shots. I got one lung and a piece of another. So it was either live in a climate like this OR ELSE. And I got used to breathing in and out.
- Johnny Yuma: Yeah, well, it does get to be habit forming.
- Ellen Barton: My words shock you? Well, there's something else you should know, Sir Galahad. Every month our redblooded American hero receives a Government cheque for $20. Another little gratuity that goes along with the hero's medal. Probably one dollar for every man he's killed.
- Johnny Yuma: Accept me? I wanted to be accepted. For myself. For Paul Travis, human being. But they won't accept me. And that's not a good foundation to build a life on.
- Dan Wicks: You want me to go with you?
- Ellen Barton: No, you stay here, wait for the message. Give it to Miss Barton when it comes in. At least it will make an interesting obituary.