[first lines of series]
Harrison Destry: This invitin' establishment is the Texas state penitentiary. It's got all the conveniences - free room, free board... and a chance to learn a trade.
[cuts to shot of convicts breaking rocks]
Harrison Destry: Most of these convicts are guilty as charged, but some of them aren't. Just the same, once you're under these walls, it doesn't make any difference. Sooner or later - if you're not here for hangin' - you'll serve your time and when you get out you take up some productive occupation.
[shot of an express office blowing up]
Harrison Destry: Sometimes you climb straight up the ladder of success.
[shot of men climbing a hangman's scaffold]
Harrison Destry: Sometimes you don't...
[shot of scaffold's trap door being sprung and a hanged man's feet dangling]
Harrison Destry: When a man's come out of prison, he's usually developed a personal philosophy. For some, it's revenge and hate. I have a philosophy, too...
[shot of a barroom brawl breaking out around a lone cowboy calmly eating a bowl of soup]
Harrison Destry: ...peace.
Harrison Destry: My name's Destry. I spent time in the Texas state penitentiary. As it happens, I was framed. Since my release, I've been trying to find the man who framed me.
Rafe Collins: Johnny Washburn sent for you, huh?
Harrison Destry: No, nothing like that, Sheriff. The first I heard about it was from the bartender over at the Rainbow saloon.
Rafe Collins: Well, Johnny's a friend of yours?
Harrison Destry: Mm-hmm.
Rafe Collins: Well, I'd say you've got some very funny friends.
Harrison Destry: Well, I have some funny enemies.
Johnny Washburn: Destry, where you stayin' in case I want to talk to ya again?
Harrison Destry: Maybe on my feet. Every bed in this town is taken. I think they're even rentin' the pool tables at night.
[Patience asks Johnny to turn his back for a minute]
Harrison Destry: What was all that about?
Patience Dailey: I was putting my money away.
Harrison Destry: Don't you believe in banks?
Patience Dailey: I certainly do - for cashing checks, changing coins into bills and loaning money on safe business ventures.
Harrison Destry: But not for savings?
Patience Dailey: Not for *my* savings.
Patience Dailey: You can use this couch. The charge will be a dollar a night.
Harrison Destry: A dollar a night? The hotel is only six bits!
Patience Dailey: Why ain't you at the hotel?
Harrison Destry: I'll take the couch.
[before he died Johnny told Patience where he hid the stolen gold]
Patience Dailey: I can't get it by myself. That gold weighs 400 pounds!
Harrison Destry: You could always take a wheelbarrow.
Patience Dailey: Destry, you'll be back. A hundred thousand dollars is no laughing matter.
Harrison Destry: Then why am I laughing?
Harrison Destry: Two things, Mr. Oakley - One: I don't know where that gold is and Two: I don't like being pounded on!
Oakley: Look, I'm a friendly type guy. I want to talk to ya.
Harrison Destry: Nothing you could say would interest me.
Oakley: Ten thousand dollars!
Harrison Destry: Something you just said interests me.
Patience Dailey: I don't trust you but unfortunately I don't trust anybody else, either, but Rafe - but he's honest.
Patience Dailey: This is absolutely stupid. Five minutes after we leave this town, a posse will be following us at a nice safe distance.
Harrison Destry: Mm-hmm. You're absolutely right.
Patience Dailey: Then why are we doing it?
Harrison Destry: Patience, Patience.
Rafe Collins: Sheriff, I'm takin' some time off.
Sheriff Bane: For what? You ain't goin' back lookin' for that gold?
Rafe Collins: My girl's out there someplace and I aim to find her.
Sheriff Bane: Rafe, you find her, you'll find Destry. You know that, don't you?
Rafe Collins: I'll be mighty disappointed if I don't.
Patience Dailey: I keep thinking about all that gold. You know, Destry, in a while we're going to be very rich - very, very rich.
Harrison Destry: Or on our way to prison. That is stolen gold, Patience. Do you have any idea what it's like to be behind bars?
Patience Dailey: You sound as if you've been there... behind bars.
Harrison Destry: A couple of years at hard labor.
Patience Dailey: What had you done?
Harrison Destry: Nothin'. A fellow framed me for kinda stealin' his girl. He stole $900 from the man I was workin' for and put it under my mattress... fellow named Charlie Bent. Ever seen him?
[Destry shows a photograph of Bent to Patience]
Patience Dailey: Not that I can remember, but it's the kind of face that would be easy to forget. What are you going to do about it?
Harrison Destry: That depends on two people - Bent and me.
Patience Dailey: You can't leave me out here alone. I might die!
Harrison Destry: But you'll die rich.
Patience Dailey: I guess that makes us partners, Mr. Destry. Don't you have a first name?
Harrison Destry: Nope, just two last names - Harrison and Destry.
Patience Dailey: Harrison?
Harrison Destry: It was my mother's name.
Patience Dailey: Oh. What was her first name?
Harrison Destry: Harrison.