Buckley: Maverick, parting is such sweet sorrow.
Buckley is quoting from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, Act 2, scene 2.
Dan Blocker, who would go on to play "Hoss" Cartwright on Bonanza, can be seen onscreen for about 45 seconds at the very beginning of the episode in a "silent-movie" segment filmed to resemble old-time, off-speed newsreel footage.
Bret: I was minding my own business, which is poker … One look into the community center and I knew I was in the wrong town.
Buckley: Maverick! Hold up, there.
Bret: Dandy Jim Buckley.
Buckley: By George, it is a small world, isn't it?
Bret: Crowded is the word for it.
Buckley: You do have money, don't you?
Bret: Not for you, Buckley. If you wanna steal money, do it from somebody else.
Buckley: Well, I can't blame you for saying that. You're remembering me the way I used to be. I'm not like that anymore, Maverick. I'm a new man, and a better one.
Buckley: I'll tell you what did it. I suddenly realized that an honest dollar is easier to come by than a crooked one. It changed my whole life, Maverick. It gives you a good clean feeling, working for a living.
Bret: Don't get me choked-up, Buckley.
Bret: Deep down in his depraved little heart Dandy Jim Buckley knew that he had me. He knew, and I knew, that I couldn't sleep until I figured out what he was up to. It was nothing but curiosity that was making me do something that no sane man would do. I was drawing to an inside straight.
(Dandy Jim is dividing the spoils from his horse-selling con)
Buckley: Twenty for you, twenty for me. Twenty for you, twenty for me. Maverick, my friend, you're not really going to give yours back, are you?
Bret: You don't understand me at all, Buckley. I love money, but I hate jails.
Bartender: I ain't ever seen the Sheriff this mad since the day … (lowers voice) Hognose Hughes broke out of his jail. Sheriff swore nobody'd ever break out of his jail again. The way he feels now, though, I don't suppose he'd mind people breakin' in … for a worthy cause.
Bret: Oh, and lynchin' is a worthy cause?
Bartender: Well, now, it does help folks let off steam. And, two, it's a great saving in time and expense.
(the Sheriff lets Bret talk to Buckley alone, through the bars)
Buckley: (laughing) Good 'ole Bret.
Bret: (Bret grabs Buckley) Where is it?
Bret: You know what I'm talkin' about, ya lyin' thievin' red. You stashed that money somewhere before you rode into town.
Buckley: Maverick, you're rumpling me!
Bret: I am not your friend, Buckley.
Buckley: Oh, yes … Oh, yes you are, Maverick. Nobody but a friend would do what … what you're going to do for me.
Bret: What might that be?
Buckley: You're going to break me out of this preposterous jail.
Bret: You don't know me at all, Buckley. I've never broken anybody out of jail in my life and, if I were to start, why would I start with you? You tell me why I'd do it?
Buckley: Because you're greedy and because I know where the money is. And if these rubes string me up, I'll die a rich man.
Bret: Would you really do a thing like that? Would you die with $10,000 on your conscience, and two thousand of it my money?
Buckley: I'd die happy that way.
Bret: I thank you, ma'am, you've been a big help.
Madame Higgins: What are you doing in my basement?
Bret: Why, I hate to say this, ma'am, but I'm looking for something to tie you up with.
(Bret "hogties" Buckley)
Buckley: Look here, Maverick, I don't want you to do anything you'll be ashamed of the rest of your life. You know, the way lawyers take money is one thing, the way thieves take it is another.
Bret: Believe me, Buckley, this is the only part that I really enjoy.
Sheriff Pyne: Mr. Maverick, if you're still alive and safe when the Circuit Judge gets here, you're gonna know where to have your mail sent - for the next thirty years!
Buckley: Tell me, Deputy, which room is mine? The last one was rather drafty, you know.
Deputy: Why did you have to pick a time like now to give yourself up? I got no place to put ya.
Buckley: Well, don't tell me I need a reservation to break into this jail, you have lots of room.
Buckley: Did you ever read the story of Robert the Bruce when you were a child?
Bret: No, and I … I just don't believe that you were ever a child.
Bret: (points a gun at Buckley's head) Buckley, if you lay a hand on my horse, you'll never need yours again.
Buckley: Maverick, old boy, I was bringing him to you.
Bret: Yeah, by way of Idaho.
Buckley: This is an awful blow, Maverick. If a man can't trust his best friend, whom can he trust?
Bret: Doggoned if I know.
Buckley: This business of dividing it up is becoming monotonous. I almost wish one or the other of us had all of it.
Bret: I know you do, Buckley.
Bret: Buckley, I'm trying to picture you as an honest tradesman - and it isn't easy. Now tell me, who are these people you're dealing with, and what's their grift?
Bret: (narrating) Now he wouldn't have gone that way (looks right), because that way is Broken Wheel - and they'd kill him there. My idea was to follow him that way (looks left), and maybe just half kill him … Dandy Jim Buckley was a changed man, getting a sense of decency. All the other times he'd robbed me and sneaked off in the night he'd taken my horse too.