- McKim - aka Black Diablo: If you'll do a little figurin', you'll put up them shootin' irons and come have some of this coffee.
- [first lines]
- [the posse refuses to chase Henderson and his horse down the face of a steep hill]
- Sheriff Talbot: Go around! Head him off at the pass!
- [Jim plays a rousing version of "Oh Susannah" on his harmonica]
- Henchman Rawhide: Say, you rootin' tootin' windbag from Oklahoma, stop makin' that whinin' noise.
- [Jim continues to play "Oh Susannah"]
- Henchman Rawhide: Did you hear what I said? Stop blowin' that music box, or I'll blow you out from under your hat!
- [Jim continues to play "Oh Susannah"]
- Henchman Rawhide: You know fellas, Smith don't need to fit in any more, since he's Carmelita's special lover... but she ain't so particular.
- [Jim starts to play Chopin's "Funeral March"]
- Slim: [singing] He was only a lavender cowboy / The hairs on his chest were two, / He wanted to follow the heroes / And fight like the he-men do. / He battled for Red Nellie's honor / And cleaned up a hold-up's nest. / He died with his six guns a-smokin' / With only two hairs on his chest.
- McKim - aka Black Diablo: You're ending your trail for good this time, kid. The only thing that chokes me is just how to make the end of that trail hell itself.
- Bill Henderson: Easy for you to figure, you black-hearted devil. When a man is helpless.
- McKim - aka Black Diablo: Henderson, you give me an idea. I'm going to cut this son of yours to pieces with my bare fists.
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