Travis: Oh, I don't know, in a fer peace, I guess.
Travis: Papa, you ain't forgetting the horse.
Jim: What horse?
Travis: Now Papa, you know I've been aching all over for a good horse to ride. I've told you time and again.
Jim: What you're needing more than a horse is a good dog.
Travis: Yes sir, but what I'm wanting most is a horse.
Jim: Alright, you act a man's part and I'll bring you a man's horse.
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.