Cal:
You know, I've seen that old coot before somewhere, but I can't place him.

Lon:
Who cares about the old coot? It was that girl that took my eye!

Steve:
Yeah, well, it was that gun in the stranger's hand that took my eye. That's the only thing I was lookin' at.

Fuzzy Jones:
I'm sellin' the famous Kickapoo Elixir.

Billy Carson:
Yeah? What do you know about medicine?

Fuzzy Jones:
Nothin' much, but I'm sellin' it!

Linda Lattimer:
Fuzzy's been a real friend. Dad was taken ill and we were desperate. We didn't know what to do. Fuzzy offered to help out for a while.

Billy Carson:
You don't know the trouble Fuzzy's helpin' gets you into, ma'am.

Cal:
You certainly go out of your way to look for trouble.

Billy Carson:
It could be, but I haven't found any yet that bothered me.