Al St. John credited as playing...
Fuzzy
- [first lines]
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: Well, here we are, Fuzz, five miles out of Rock Creek. It's where we're supposed to look at orders. What's the matter? Scared?
- Fuzzy: Me? No, I ain't scared, Chey.
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: Sealed orders usually means it's a tough assignment. We'll probably have to stand up to 50 or 60 blood-thirsty cutthroats... but it always makes the job more interesting, huh?
- [Cheyenne has just prevented the fake Dawson from fleeing]
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: Get a rope and let's tie him up.
- [Fuzzy kicks the fake Dawson in the jaw, knocking him unconscious]
- Fuzzy: You won't need to tie him up.
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: Hey! I'm ordered to take a vacation at the Lobos ranch four miles this side of Rock Creek. Very funny. Come across with the real orders, Fuzzy.
- Fuzzy: You got the real orders. Marshal Conway knew you' kick up a ruckus so...
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: He tricked me - and you were in on it! Is that right?
- Fuzzy: Now look, you haven't had a rest in three years. You're not going to be any good at all if you keep it up.
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: I'll turn into a raving lunatic if I have to sit around the Lobos ranch.
- Fuzzy: Oh, it's a nice friendly place. Besides the owner is an old buddy of mine and don't you worry about bein' bored. Let's go.
- [last lines]
- Rock Creek Sheriff: Before you go, Cheyenne, I'd like to say one thing. I'm getting kind of old and useless, I guess. Why don't you stay hre and take the sheriff's job?
- Marshal Cheyenne Davis: No thanks. Maybe Fuzzy would like the job>
- Fuzzy: Nosiree! Why, the marshal's office couldn't get along without me. I'm the toughest man they got workin' for 'em. Besides, I'm the best rider they got.
- [Fuzzy climbs onto his horse backwards]
- Fuzzy: Hey! Who turned my horse around?
