- George Russell: You picked the wrong horse, Clay. You failed me and we parted. But why did you make me your enemy?... How could you believe you'd win?
- Richard Clay: Your son got lucky.
- George Russell: Luck and nothing to do with it. My son made an opportunity where there was none before, because that's what great men do. I'm glad it played out the way it did... not least because I learned your true character.
- Richard Clay: I'm no different from the rest of the men in our industry. "Trust no one" was always your motto.
- George Russell: You are different, because from today you're no longer in any industry, and you're finished in New York... Of course you could always try for a job in my Pittsburgh mills, amongst the workers you wanted me to shoot.
- Richard Clay: I won't die away that easily, Mr. Russel... I'm like a cockroach... with a thousand lives.
