- Rowdy Yates: [singing sweetly in his tenor voice in the saloon with his new love playing the piano] Beyond the sun over the mountain, there's a place my heart's longing to be. Beyond the sun over the mountain, there's a face my eyes hunger to see. It's a long, long road, seems like an endless thing. Somewhere, some place at the end of the road, beyond the sun over the mountain, there are lonely arms waiting for me, waiting for me.
- Harry Maxton: Like old times, Wish.
- Wishbone: These young kids today. What do they know? They think they know everything just 'cause they've got a few years on us. They think they've got the whole world in their back pocket.
- Harry Maxton: Ah, they're all right. Maybe they have. That's the part of being on the short side of thirty, the best part.
- Wishbone: Yeah, puts me in mind of the first time I saw San Louis back in '47. I tried to take over that town with loud talk and a thirst that just would not quit. It must have taken the best part of a month to shrink my head back to size.
- Harry Maxton: The same thing happened to me in San Anton, spent a whole week in a castle. But it was worth it. I really thought I had Texas by the shorthorns. The boys will wear off their edge, just like we did.
- Wishbone: I best keep this hidden away. you never can tell who'll get into my medical supplies.
- Harry Maxton: Medical supplies?
- Wishbone: Painkiller guaranteed to cure snakebite, broken bones, and cold nights like this. I tell the boys it's cooking wine.
- Harry Maxton: All right, Wish, what is it?
- Wishbone: What's what?
- Harry Maxton: You're not passing around your cooking wine unless you want something special.
- Wishbone: You take care of yourself especially with that fellow Slade. He's mighty quick with that gun.
- Harry Maxton: What have you got to say, Wish?
- Wishbone: Your reputation can't whip him. That's about all you got left, your reputation. So don't you go mix with him. You hear?
- Harry Maxton: I hear.
- Wishbone: Drink on it?
- Harry Maxton: Drink on it.
- Wishbone: Salt... Mushy
- [exasperated]
- Mushy: Something wrong, Mr Wishbone?
- Wishbone: Is ever anything right with you? You've done it again.
- Mushy: Done what, Mr Wishbone?
- Wishbone: I asked for salt, didn't I?
- Mushy: Yes, sir.
- Wishbone: And salt is spelt with an 'S' and pepper spelt with a what?
- Mushy: A 'P' I guess.
- Wishbone: A 'P' you guess? And what does this say?
- Mushy: 'P,' Mr Wishbone.
- Wishbone: So?
- Mushy: Salt see. Well, I handed you the wrong shaker so many times, Mr Wishbone, I thought I'd change them around. That way there won't be so many mistakes. Just trying to be a good old helper.
- Wishbone: Well, you helped enough, go on, just get out of here.
- Mushy: Where?
- Wishbone: I don't care where. Just go. Count to 100, slow. Now, get going.
- Mushy: Yes, sir. One, two, three, four.
- Rowdy Yates: Hey, Boss. Come here
- [to Linda Lou]
- Rowdy Yates: . I want you to meet Linda Lou. Say, Boss, I.
- Gil Favor: Yeah, I know you're in love again. No
- [big cheesy false smile]
- Gil Favor: . Linda Lou, Rowdy Yates, this is Harry Maxton.
- Harry Maxton: How do you do.
- Gil Favor: He'll be riding with us from tomorrow. Have you got your gear with you?
- Harry Maxton: Yeah.
- Gil Favor: Well, let's go.
- Rowdy Yates: Harry Maxton?
- Linda Lou: What's wrong, honey. Is something wrong?
- Rowdy Yates: Yeah.
- Frank Slade: Well, I want no part of it. Keep what I got coming.
- Rowdy Yates: What you got coming I couldn't keep. Maxton was right. You're yellow from the ground up.
- Frank Slade: Well, look.
- Rowdy Yates: Maybe you'd like me to eat those words, huh? Maybe you'd like to draw that gun on me, show me what a big man you are. Just remember one thing, Slade, I aint an old man. Come on, what are you waiting on?
- Frank Slade: No, not me, Yates. I want no part of it. I just want out.
- Rowdy Yates: Then get out.