Joe Starrett: What do you make of him?
Shane: He's no cowpuncher.
Joe Starrett: What Ryker has comin' isn't fit for a woman to see.
Rufus Ryker: I'm through foolin', Grafton. From now on when we fight with them, the air is gonna be filled with - gunsmoke.
Marian Starrett: Oh, Ernie, you wouldn't leave your home and land. Oh, Ernie, you.
Ernie Wright: I'm worn down and out. I'm tired of bein' insulted by them fellers. Called a pig farmer. Who knows what comes next?
Joe Starrett: Well, don't throw your tail up.
Chris Calloway: A whole bunch came in. They brought all their women to protect 'em.
Jack Wilson: Why don't we just gun him and get on with it. One's run already, it won't take much to stampede the rest.
Joey: Pa's got things for you to do. And Mother wants you. I know she does.
Joe Starrett: If this don't beat all. My name is Starrett, Joe Starrett, and, um, this here is Joey. You heard what my little woman said. Come on in, please. I-I feel like eatin'.
Shane: Call me Shane.
Joey: Could you whip him, Pa? Could you whip Shane?
Joe Starrett: Don't you ask nothin' but questions?
Joey: But could you?
Joe Starrett: Ooh, maybe. But there's no call for that, Joey. Shane's on our side.
Joey: Goodnight, Ma.
Marian Starrett: Goodnight, Joey.
Joey: Goodnight, Pa.
Joe Starrett: Goodnight, son.
Joey: Goodnight Shane.
Joey: I just love Shane.
Fred Lewis: Joe, just how far is this Ryker gonna push us?
Joe Starrett: Let's not talk scared. That's just exactly what Ryker wants. He thinks he can just shoo us off here like a flock of chickens.
Joe Starrett: I wouldn't ask you were you're bound?
Shane: One place unknown. Some place I never been.
Shane: Do you mind putting down that gun? Then I'll leave.
Joe Starrett: What difference does it make, you're leaving anyway?
Shane: I'd like it to be my idea.
Rufus Ryker: I like Starrett, too. I'll kill him if I have to. I tell you, I'll kill him if I have to.
Jack Wilson: You mean I'll kill him if you have to.
Joe Starrett: That's one thing a married man has got to get used to, is waitin' for women.
Joey: Hurry up, Ma.
Marian Starrett: Ready for pie?