- [Dave admires Burgundy's portrait of a nude woman]
- Dave Blassingame: That's a woman!
- Burgundy Smith: She is a woman all right, and that's just it. Her pleasant poetry turned shrill. She cried for marriage.
- Dave Blassingame: Well, what's the matter with that?
- Burgundy Smith: Ah, no. Oh, for the small span of an evening, maybe two, even a week, a woman's cool hand... she's delicious, the breath of life. A woman nameless is a respite from the hard travail of life. A woman new, sloe-eyed, silent, temporary. My raison-dete is my grail. It's my sweetest vessel. It's everything. But, Dave, a woman permanent, as a helpmate, as a life-long companion... oh, no, Dave, a woman as a wife - a downright catastrophe. Naw, I had too much of a good thing. Ah, me.
- [Dave, Burgundy and the painting are surrounded by a posse]
- Dave Blassingame: Well, you done it again, Smith. You fixed the Blassingame wagon
- Burgundy Smith: We go out together, Dave. That's a comfort!
- Dave Blassingame: [unconvinced] Surrre.
- Posse rider: Hey you down there! You want to parley?
- Dave Blassingame: Yes. Yes that's just what we want to do! You come on in!
- Burgundy Smith: Traitor!
- Dave Blassingame: They can perforate your hide, Smith, not mine! I'm just here for the ride and three hundred dollars, that's all.
- Burgundy Smith: Blassingame, you're a coward.
- Dave Blassingame: Yup!
- Burgundy Smith: You've got the guts of a lop-eared field mouse.
- Dave Blassingame: No, I ain't and you best make your peace, Smith, and make it now!
- Dave Blassingame: Smith, I hate to do this, but I got to hand it to you. That was the most deep-dyed in the wool, fancy-gaited, copper-plated job of fast-talkin' I've ever heard in all my born days. You had me wishin' I was you. Matter of fact, you even had me believin' it!
- Burgundy Smith: You can believe it, Dave boy, believe it. Ain't she a darb, though.
- Dave Blassingame: Oh, yeah, she's all you said and even more.
- Burgundy Smith: Yeah!
- Dave Blassingame: Now, you ain't really going to marry her, are you?
- Burgundy Smith: Yes I will, Dave. Yes I will.
- Dave Blassingame: Aw, Burgundy...
- Burgundy Smith: That is the most woman since Eve bit the apple. I love her!
- Dave Blassingame: Well, sure, fine, but marriage... that's-that's for always.
- Burgundy Smith: Yep. Through the years.
- Dave Blassingame: Smith, a woman is for an evening, maybe two...
- Burgundy Smith: Eternity!
- Dave Blassingame: Oh, come on, Smith. A woman temporary - that's the cry, ain't it?
- Burgundy Smith: Yesss.
- Dave Blassingame: Why sure, that's what you told me.
- Burgundy Smith: Yeah, I did, didn't I?
- Dave Blassingame: Sure, Smith, think of it. Marriage - marriage, that's somethin' that's permanent! That means a velvet noose around your neck. It means a wife... a wife! That'll flatten ya.
- Burgundy Smith: Well, I-I just wasn't thinking.
- Dave Blassingame: A catastophe. A catastrophe!
- Burgundy Smith: Well, thank you, Blassingame. I-I just got carried away. She must have just pushed me out of my head.
- Dave Blassingame: Remember, small doses like you said.
- Burgundy Smith: Yeah, yeah.
- [Dave turns away and Burgundy slugs him with his pistol butt]
- Burgundy Smith: Right, Dave Boy, right. I could have lost a fortune.