Bart Jason : [Thornton is trying to distract McLeod outside of Jason's saloon]  Didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Thornton.
Cole : Hello, McLeod.
Bart Jason : I said...
Nelse McLeod : My show, Jason. Hi, Thornton.
Cole : There's a little question... unanswered between us.
Nelse McLeod : Which one of us is best?
Cole : That's right.
Nelse McLeod : I don't think we're gonna find out the answer to that question.
Cole : No?
Nelse McLeod : No. Your gun hand's no good.
Cole : You just give me time to get down off of this wagon and we'll find out.
Nelse McLeod : Why should I give you any time?
Cole : Call it professional courtesy.
Bart Jason : Don't listen to him. Why should you give him time?
Nelse McLeod : Curiosity, Jason.
Cole : [Bull blows his bugle, and when McLeod around, Thornton dives of the wagon and mortally wounds McLeod with a hidden gun]  McLeod?
Nelse McLeod : You didn't give me any chance at all, did you?
Cole : No, I didn't. You're too good to give a chance to.
Nelse McLeod : Yeah. I let a one-armed man take me.
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[Cole Thornton is turning down Bart Jason] 
Bart Jason : Since when did hired guns get choosy? You're paid to take...
Cole : I'm paid to risk my neck. I'll decide where and when I'll do it. This isn't it.
Bart Jason : Ya know, Thornton, I got an idea you just don't want to go up against Sheriff J.P. Harrah.
Cole : You know, you're just about right?
Bart Jason : You think he's that good?
Cole : I tell ya he's that good.
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Bart Jason : You just going to sit there, Mcleod?
Nelse McLeod : [Facing down Mississippi's sawed-off shotgun]  ... Well there really isn't very much I can do right now, is there, Jason?
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