Hondo Lane: You baked today. Smell fresh bread on you. And top of that you smell all over like a woman, rich and warm and soft. I could find you in the dark Mrs. Lowe.
Calamity Jane: Excitement? Why, I got more arrows in the back of that coach than a porcupine has got stickers.
Joe Starrett: What do you make of him?
Shane: He's no cowpuncher.