George Peppard credited as playing...
Harker Fleet
- Harker Fleet: You know the difference between you and me? You'd never admit you're a thief. I mean, you want to be an honest man... you just can't get the hang of it. Me? I'm a thief, and I can't think of a more enjoyable way to make a living.
- [first lines]
- [Harker awakens Katie with a kiss]
- Harker Fleet: Time, honey.
- Katy: So soon?
- Harker Fleet: Train's due at 3:10.
- Katy: You're up and dressed. I didn't even hear you.
- [sniffing]
- Katy: You're not only up and dressed, you've been out... and from the smell of that perfume, I know where!
- Harker Fleet: Now, Katy...
- [Harker dodges a water pitcher Katy throws at him]
- Harker Fleet: Now, you know that by sun-up, every sheriff within a hundred miles...
- [he dodges a thrown bowl]
- Harker Fleet: ... is going to be coming this way and I had to set up an alibi.
- Katy: Does it always have to be in a cathouse?
- [during a train hold-up]
- Conductor: Mister, the westbound Express is right behind us. You're greenlighting it to highball right into us!
- Harker Fleet: Guess we'd better hurry.
- Timothy X. Nolan: The bank in San Francisco won't extend me note. I owe them a hundred thousand dollars and with me holdings worth five times that, they're waiting like vultures to swoop down and foreclose.
- Harker Fleet: Tim, how many times have I tried to tell you that banks are not to business with, they're to rob.
- Timothy X. Nolan: You let the old Chinaman slip away. He was my ace in the hole!
- Harker Fleet: He wasn't worth two deuces in the barn.
- Timothy X. Nolan: Hark, you bloody idiot, the gold is getting away! It's lost to both of us!
- Harker Fleet: Yeah, well, I don't feel so bad. I got myself invited to a Chinese wedding. I'll give away the bride!
- Timothy X. Nolan: You mean you gave away the gold?
- Harker Fleet: You can't stand it, can you?
- [to himself]
- Harker Fleet: And neither can I.
- [last lines]
- Timothy X. Nolan: You're a rancher now. Who knows, in a month, six months, you might come to like it. The favor I owed you, Katy... I've hobbled and saddled him for ya. His wild stallion days are over.
- [Tim dies]
- Katy: Get the carriage. We'll take him home.
- Harker Fleet: That untrustworthy son of a bitch. He's done it to me again.