Jeanne Starr: Aren't you ever going to forgive me for something I didn't even do?
Clay Hardin: Uh, did you ever hear of an animal called a Judas goat?
Jeanne Starr: No, but never mind that now, Clay...
Clay Hardin: But I *do* mind now... When sheep are driven into the pen to be slaughtered, they balk and won't go in, so a goat's put in to lead 'em. The sheep trust the goat, and they go where she leads. The goat walks through untouched, but the sheep following her are killed.

Jeanne Starr: He called you Clay.
Clay Hardin: Un huh.
Jeanne Starr: Are they going to arrest you?
Clay Hardin: I hope not. That would spoil our whole evening.

Jeanne Starr: This town looks as if it's full of men who step on baby chickens.

Clay Hardin: [about the dance] Took me years to pick up.
Jeanne Starr: It must have been the only thing that took you that long.
Clay Hardin: Well, we don't get pretty girls like you down here often. Guess that's why we have to pay for it.

Clay Hardin: On the level. There's a desperate character on the loose...
Jeanne Starr: And his name's Clay Hardin.