- Trampas: [to those seated at the barbequie table] You think that school ma'am's straight? If you knew what the stage driver told me ...
- The Virginian: [overhearing and responding angrily] Stand up on your legs, you polecat, an' tell all you're a liar!
- Molly Wood: [to the stage driver] I insist that you throw that disgusting liquor away immediately, you brute!