Boss Spearman: It ain't right to walk away without a word.
Charley Waite: Well what do you want me to tell her, Boss? We probably ain't gonna make it? Be a big fat comfort.
Boss Spearman: It's a shame to go forever without takin' a taste of somethin'.
Charley: There's nuthin' in this town seen a surprise, except you.
Denton Baxter: You're nuthin'.
Boss Spearman: Maybe so, but I'll still be breathin' in another minute.
Boss Spearman: We'll drink to good health for them that have it comin'.
Sue Barlow: So is it marriage that scares you two, or putting down roots?
Boss Spearman: No. Who'd have him? All rangy and mangy like a rough old dog.
Charley Waite: How about I hold your head under water for just a little while?
Answer: I believe he is the one being chased by the townfolks, after the gunfight is over.