- [first lines]
- Lucy Croydon: Kind of a hard act to follow.
- Jim Hardie: Not if you're a headliner yourself.
- Lucy Croydon: You do remember me, don't you, baby?
- Cindy Croydon: I remember you left - and you never came back.
- Jim Hardie: This whole thing's so silly. It's not going to help him get Cindy back; that's up to a court. If he's got any ideas about goin' on fightin', he's goin' to wind up a punchin' bag for every kid with an iron fist. There's no future in it.
- Beau McCloud: What future did he have before, Jim? At least now he has a hope, a dream.
- Jim Hardie: There are two kinds of people who shouldn't bet; those that haven't got any money and those who have too much - and that pretty much takes care of everybody.
- Carson: Not too many winners here tonight, were there?
- Jim Hardie: No, there weren't - just those who were loyal and those who didn't know any better.
- Frisco Kid: If they find out I let Bonzo clobber me...
- Dooley: Will you stop it.
- Frisco Kid: All right, but no more deals - no more deals and no more dives. All I want if one shot at the championship.
- Dooley: Sure, kid. Now we can afford it.
- Frisco Kid: That doesn't mean I like it. I didn't like one dirty minute of it!
- Dooley: You just keep on not liking it. But when you hate it the most, just remember the nothing that Bonzo got as a champ. You just remember how easy it was to make ten thousand dollars in a half-hour instead of that big five-hundred dollar purse.
- Jim Hardie: So how does it feel? Back in Gloribee you took a dive for this manager; now you're willing to kill for him. Maybe it's too late to help you after all.
- Lucy Croydon: But it's so senseless - to fight for absolutely nothing.
- Beau McCloud: Nothing? You call a man's honor, his self-respect nothing? You don't know too much about a man's make-up do you? But I've got to hand it to you, Mrs. Croydon. Before you came here, he was a bum, a tramp, the town clown, but you made him aware of this. You have him life, got fight in him. Now, maybe, he can show what he has. I hope so.
- Cindy Croydon: What's it going to be like in San Francisco, Mom?
- Lucy Croydon: Oh, like nothing you ever saw, Cindy.
- Cindy Croydon: Really, Mr. Hardie? Is it all they say it is?
- Jim Hardie: And more, too - plus everything you're going to bring to it.