(Paladin finds a young woman digging a grave)
Paladin: May I be of assistance?
Kathy: Listen, Mister, just stick your fundament back on the saddle and leave me alone, will ya?
Paladin: (Very gently) I'd like to help you.
Kathy: Mister, the man I'm burying was a good man. Ah, and he was good to me, so I mean to see his grave well dug; now go away, will ya?
Paladin: There's no work harder than digging an excellent grave, and I'd like to help you.
Kathy: What's your game? Who are you?
(Paladin hands her his card) A hired gun, huh? Well, why not? If you can't get justice one way, get it another.
Paladin: Justice isn't bought by a gun. Or with a woman. It's bought with the same hard labor it takes to dig an excellent grave. And, I'd like to help you.