During the course of this episode we hear that the year is 1876.
Beau: Don't you know these three are wanted for murder? They've never hit a town or a bank or a payroll without leaving a bereaved relative or two.
Beau: Don't think too long, Judge, there's blue sky out there, that means black crepe down here.
Emory: When the time comes, gambler, I'm gonna take care of you personally.
Beau: I'll imagine you'll have to draw straws.
Sally: Aunt Martha never allowed any visitors before.
Beau: Then I would say it's about time.
Beau: (about his room) Mrs. Flood, this looks like luxury to me.
Martha: Not luxury, Mr. Maverick, necessities.
Beau: Mrs. Flood, your hospitality is one thing. Your niece is another. I don't intend to take advantage of either.
Beau: I've been outbluffed by some of the best poker players in the country but they couldn't even sit at the same table with our lovely landlady.
Whitehead: This isn't a game of cards, gambler. It's more like a game of life or death.
Whitehead (to Martha): With you and a fortune I'd be happy on the moon.
Beau (to Judge Scott): Why you larcenous old goat!
Sally: They're going to do something to you as soon as the storm lets up.
Beau: I know. That's why I'm praying for bad weather.
Beau: I can't decide, Your Honor, whether you shine more brilliantly as a criminal lawyer or as a criminal.
Judge Scott (to Martha): If you let them kill me you'll never get a penny.
Whitehead: Look at it this way, Judge, we're just cuttin' down on legal fees.