- Vauneen: [first lines - overlapping conversations] Alright ladies, let's go. I'm Vauneen, I take care of you from this point on. Ya get down, and we're going to get you to work real soon...
- Deputy: Alright gents, let's hand-up your firearms.
- Donald Dalglish: Why?
- Deputy: It's a town's rule.
- Donald Dalglish: These firearms are the property of the Central Pacific Railroad.
- Deputy: That don't matter, Mr. Dillon says no firearms in town, so no firearms in town, come on...
- Donald Dalglish: You can't take these weapons...
- Vauneen: I said, leave that...
- Deputy: Well then you can't come into Mr. Dillon's town.
- Foreman: We're happy to cooperate with Mr. Dillon. Boys hand him your firearms...
- Vauneen: [to overeager men] Just get back. They have to be cleaned and washed.
- Miner: That one's clean enough.
- [points at Hope]
- Vauneen: Well, she's not with me. Let's go girls...
- Miner: [to Hope] Give me a ride, and I'll give you a gold dollar.
- Hope Burn: I don't know what you mean.
- [a fight breaks out]