Sheriff: Change your mind about marrying John Cain?
Ruth: Does that matter now?
Duke: Charlie, you've gotten me so that I can eat anything. It's being eaten rare that I don't like.
Duke: There's nothing about the desert that I like.
Hale: That's just too bad 'cause that's just where this wagon train's headed.
Coop: I don't know what's worse, Charlie--the sun poison or this bear grease.
Cain: I know what I'm doing and I'll thank you all to leave me alone.
Coop: (to Ruth) You know I don't have to see you to know what you look like.
Coop: You want me to spend the rest of my life in a rockin' chair?
Hale: No, I want you to turn your misfortune into a blessing.
Ruth: Do I have to have a reason for not wanting to see a man die?
Coop: No, but there has to be a reason you want me to live.