it goes with the name --

Virginian:   "You're really letting him get under your skin, aren't you."

Trampas:  "Well, you're not making it any easier for me, making me work with him every day."

Virginian:   "Because he's actin' like a kid is no reason for me to treat you like one."

Trampas:   "You mean to tell me with all the hired hands you've got I'm the only one that can work with Frank?"

"Yo."

Just Trampas

Johnny Bradford: "I'd be proud to take Miss Jennifer to the dance. . . I don't get it though.   Why didn't any of you want to take her?"

Trampas: "Well, it's not that we didn't want to."

Randy:  "It'd be like taking Betsy."

Virginian: "He means she's family, Johnny."

Trampas:  "You take your sister or your cousin to a dance and what happens.  You dance.  You have yourself a good time tonight, you hear?"

John Grainger:   "Miss Marshall has a problem.  Sam Harding quit this morning. . . She wants you to take over the job, for the time being anyway.  I've given her my permission.   If it's all right with you."

Lorna:   "Do you mean to say you knew who I was all along?"

Trampas:  "Carl and I were good friends, Lorna, he talked about you a lot."

Lorna:  "And you let me go on pretending to be a lady."

Trampas:  "You weren't pretending."

Trampas:  "You clear that with Shiloh first. . . I'm not going to move that herd on that land, no."

Mr. Yost:  "You working for me or Shiloh?"

Trampas: "I'm here on loan."

Mr. Yost:  "The Virginian said you were to give me all the help I needed."

Trampas:  "Well, I'm not going to do that.  I quit."

Trampas:   "See?  As far as you can see.  Shiloh Ranch."

Claire:  "You like working for the Graingers?"

Trampas:  "Yep.  They're good people.  And this is a good ranch.  What more could I want?"

Claire:  "I don't know.  People want different things."

Mr. Halstead:  "Trampas, I got nothing against you.  You're a decent sort, I always liked you.  But I got to tell you, stay away from my daughter."

Trampas:  "Is that an order?"

Mr. Halstead:   "Yes it is, I don't want you to trifle with her."

Trampas:  "Trifle?   Mr. Halstead, I'm not 'trifling'."

Mr. Halstead:   "Then that's so much the worse. . . This ain't no place for her, and she don't figure to marry no cowhand."

Trampas:  "Mr. Halstead, I'm not thinking about getting married. . . . I'm telling you it's not that serious."

Trampas: "You know her pa ordered me to stay away from her? "

Virginian:  "So you're riding up to Dove Canyon with her to pick out a nice piece of land."

Trampas:  "Well, what would you do?"

Hoot:  "Trampas?  If I had a ranch, would you be my foreman?"

Trampas:  "Well, I don't know, Hoot.  I've got a pretty good job right here."

Hoot:  "I'm gonna need someone who knows as much about ranching as my pa, only he'll be too old by then so he'll have to take care of the books like Mr. Grainger."