The Rifleman1958

Marshal Micah Torrance:
You're making a mistake.

Lucas McCain:
No, this is my town and Fred was my friend. I didn't ask for it, but it came. I'll handle it.

Marshal Micah Torrance:
You're way too quick with that rifle, Lucas Boy. Forget their guns. Start thinking about men. You're riding in on nothing but the word of a stranger with an easy way and a hole in his hat.

Lucas McCain:
I'll keep my eye on him.

Marshal Micah Torrance:
You better. You don't know who he is or where he came from.

Lucas McCain:
Well, maybe you want to come along.

Marshal Micah Torrance:
Somebody should.

Lucas McCain:
Stay here with Mark.