At the Red Ox, Mary Lou is applying pressure and goose grease to Bret’s shoulder after he injures it making post holes at the ranch. As she works, Mary Lou asks if Bret has heard anything about the Union Investment Company, an organization that is buying up the local land. Tom gets Bret a drink of whiskey and Bret receives a telegram from Andrew Tindell, offering to play Bret a game of poker. Bret has no idea who Tindell is, much to Mary Lou’s surprise that he’d accept a game sight unseen...Read the full recap
Pappyism: When the light at the end of the tunnel is attached to another train, it's time to switch railroads.
Mary Lou: Are you sure you don't know anything about the Union Investment Company? They've been buying up an awful lotta land in these parts lately. I got a sense something very shady is going on.
Bret: So naturally, you figured I'd know all about it?
Mary Lou: Well, you're the one in the ruffled shirt, remember?
John Davis: (Crow) has got more cheek than a pachyderm with a toothache.
Cy: Don't go swingin' that arm! Only make it worse. Here, I'll go get the bear oil.
Bret: Bear oil, goose grease - startin' to smell like a traveling circus.
Bret: You're not listening, Mitch, they tried to kill me!
Dowd: Oh. Well, if they do kill you, you have my word, they won't get away with it.
Bret: Well, it's a real thrill knowing I can count on your concern.
Dowd: Anytime. And, Maverick… if I were you, I would change that brand of cologne. That stuff could kill a bear.
Bret: It already has.
Tom: Tindell? I thought all he wanted was a little friendly game?
Bret: Yeah, well, whatever his game is, it's a far cry from friendly.
Elijah: I've given my life's blood to this town, my sweat and my vision. They might've well as killed me. It'd amount to the same thing
Dowd: There must be some way we can stop them… We must have someone in this town that's--that's just as sly and deceitful and… underhanded… as Tindell. (everybody looks at Bret)
Tom: Nah, don't tell me. You've already talked this town into one of your jackass flimflam schemes.
Bret: There's a nicer way to put that, you know.
Tom: Maverick, I don't wanna hear about it, I don't wanna know about it, I don't want any part of it, you got that?
Bret: Tom… you got an attitude problem.
Elijah: Sir, you may be here on the Devil's mission, but there will be hell to pay for this. Depend upon it! These atrocities will not go unavenged, even if it costs me the last drop of my blood
Tindell: This is a free country, Mr. Crow. You can waste your blood any way you see fit.