- Cpl. Randolph Agarn: Genuine Indian blankets, a hundred percent wool!
- Wild Eagle: Ten percent wool, ninety percent cotton. I know, we make 'em.
- Hannibal Dobbs: Uh, beggin' the captain's pardon, sir, but don't we have enough drunks in F Troop already?
- Cpl. Randolph Agarn: Well, Sarge, what do we do?
- Sgt. Morgan O'Rourke: I don't know but I'll think of something.
- Cpl. Randolph Agarn: I got it!
- Sgt. Morgan O'Rourke: What?
- Cpl. Randolph Agarn: The captain wants the money by nine thirty?
- Sgt. Morgan O'Rourke: Right.
- Cpl. Randolph Agarn: We leave town at nine.
- Sgt. Morgan O'Rourke: Ahh! For desertion you get twenty years!
- Cpl. Randolph Agarn: So what? For embezzling army funds you get twenty-five. I just saved us five years.