- MacIvor: Oh, oh, that's not for ladies.
- Vera Delmar: [entering saloon] Oh, I'm no lady.
- First man: Pardon me, miss. This is a saloon.
- Vera Delmar: Oh, how cozy.
- Second man: Well, I've lived for sixty years and that's the first time I ever saw a woman goin' into a saloon.
- First man: Next thing you know they will be smoking cigarettes.
- Second man: Oh, talk sense, man, talk sense.
- Vera Delmar: Toby Walker, you're supposed to be a sharpshooter and you can't even see a woman gal under your own nose.
- Toby Walker: I can see anything I'm aiming at.
- Rough Rider: Perfume. Dang it, you smell like Happy Minnie's back in Omaha.
- Vera Delmar: Ah, I was wondering, Mr. MacIvor, if you could help me find some plain sewing.
- MacIvor: Well, I don't know about needlework, but, uh, I've got a cigar stand at the hotel.
- Vera Delmar: Oh, I love a man who smokes a cigar!
- MacIvor: Mind yuh, the job only calls for sellin' cigars.