- [Smiley's off-tune trumpet playing annoys his fellow passenger]
- Jason Fox: Do you have to do that?
- Smiley: No, I'm not getting paid for it, if that's what you mean... but I'm just practicing. You know what they say about practice - practice makes perfect. Say, I wish you could hear the Smiley Burnette Silver Cornet Band. We can really play, I mean. I been all the way back to Indianapolis Indianapus to get us some uniforms. Here, just look at that.
- [he pulls out a band hat]
- Smiley: Boy, ain't that like downtown? Ain't that ritzy? Oh, I forgot, I was going to quit talking, wasn't I, so you could get some sleep.
- [starts playing his trumpet loudly and off-key]
- [with Steve Reynolds help, the stagecoach fends off an "Indian" attack]
- Steve Reynolds: Anybody hurt?
- Smiley: Well, hurt's hardly the word for it. He's dead!