- Arless: How fer off is heaven?
- Travis: Oh, I don't know, in a fer peace, I guess.
- Tarvis: What happened?
- Mama: It was so sudden, I don't hardly know.
- Travis: Mama, listen. Old Yeller just saved your life and Elizabeth's, too. And he saved mine and Arliss'. We can't. We don't know for certain. I'll pen him up where he can't get out. A-and then we'll wait. We could not shoot up like he was nothing. Don't you understand?
- Mama: Alright, son. If you think there's a chance.