- [first lines]
- Lucas McCain: There's hot coffee on the stove, folks.
- Mark McCain: Excuse me, Ma'am.
- Lucas McCain: Supper will be ready in about an hour. Hope you all like beef stew.
- Christopher Rolf: It's very kind of you to put up with us, Mister...
- Lucas McCain: McCain, Lucas McCain. This is my boy Mark.
- Christopher Rolf: My name's Ryan. Uh, this is Miss Miller I believe you said?
- Tess Miller: Yes, Teresa Miller. I'd like to add my thanks. I hope we won't be too much trouble, Mister McCain.
- Lucas McCain: It'll be a little crowded, but I'm sure we'll make out.
- Vince Medford: Medford's my name. Vince Medford.
- Lucas McCain: Hello, Mister Medford.
- Vince Medford: Heh, drink?
- Lucas McCain: No thanks.
- Vince Medford: I sell this stuff. These samples sure come in mighty handy a day like this. I don't like to drink alone.
- [to Rolfe]
- Vince Medford: What about you? Where 're you going?
- Christopher Rolf: The driver might need a little help.
- Mark McCain: Where did you go to school, Mr. Rolfe?
- Christopher Rolf: Well, as a matter of fact, at one time I was a teacher.
- Mark McCain: Oh... Well, why did you quit?
- Christopher Rolf: Well, there was a *useless* gunfight in my town. A bullet killed my wife. Guns were my hobby. I collected them. I also knew how to use them. I went after that man to bring him back to trial. He tried to gun me, I was faster. He said he was good, that I'd out-drawn one of the best. Well, word got around. Others came laughing to try the school teacher. They still come. And I'm trapped. He's right. I *am* a killer, but not by choice.
- Christopher Rolf: You haven't got enough liquor in that whole suitcase to give you the guts to kill me.
- Vince Medford: His name ain't Ryan. This says Christopher Rolfe.
- Scotty: Christopher Rolfe?
- Vince Medford: McCain, this man's a gunslinger. He's a killer.
- Lucas McCain: What do you want me to do, throw him back in the snow?
- Christopher Rolf: My presence leaves an undesirable atmosphere. Through no fault of my own.
- Vince Medford: Through no fault of your own. You're a killer. Eight men, maybe more.
- Christopher Rolf: *Eight* is an exact figure, Mr. Medford.
- Lucas McCain: Mr. Rolfe, this is my home. I want you to respect it.
- Christopher Rolf: I have every intention of doing so.
- Lucas McCain: That goes for you too, Mr. Medford.
- Tess Miller: Don't pay any attention to him. He's drunk.
- Vince Medford: Best way to be under the same roof with a murderer.
- Vince Medford: What's a matter, Tess Girl? Couldn't score with McCain, so he's next in line.
- Tess Miller: You...
- Lucas McCain: Alright, now you listen to me. I didn't ask for you people to stop bye here. Where you came from - what you are is no concern of mine. But as long as you're in our house eating our food and... accepting our hospitality, you'll act like decent human beings. Or somebody may find himself walking to Northfork and this isn't a very good night for walking. Do I make myself clear?
- Vince Medford: Well, nobody says I gotta eat with a killer.
- [last lines]
- Mark McCain: Boy, wait 'til the kids at school hear that Christopher Rolfe spent the night at our house?
- Lucas McCain: Oh, you gonna tell them?
- Mark McCain: Sure I am.
- Lucas McCain: 'Bout everything?
- Lucas McCain: Well, maybe I'd better not tell them about e-everything.
- [Lucas laughs]