A sexy divorcée falls for an over-the-hill cowboy who is struggling to maintain his romantically independent lifestyle in early-sixties Nevada.

Roslyn: Horse killers! Killers! Murderers! You're liars! All of you, liars! You're only happy when you can see something die! Why don't you kill yourself to be happy? You and your God's country! Freedom! I pity you! You're three dear, sweet, dead men!
Gay: Honey, we all got to go sometime, reason or no reason. Dyin's as natural as livin'. The man who's too afraid to die is too afraid to live.
Gay: Honey, nothing can live unless something dies.
Roslyn: If I'm going to be alone, I want to be by myself.
Gay: What makes you so sad? You're the saddest girl I ever met.
Roslyn: You're the first man who's ever said that. I'm usually told how happy I am.
Gay: That's because you make a man feel happy.
[He tries to kiss her, but she demurs]
Roslyn: I don't feel that way about you, Gay.
Gay: Don't get discouraged girl, you might.
Roslyn: We're all dying aren't we. We're not teaching each other what we really know, are we?
Guido: You have the gift for life, Rosylyn. The rest of us, we're just looking for a place to hide and watch it all go by.
Roslyn: You could blow up the whole world and end up feeling sorry for yourself.
Gay: You know, sometimes when a person don't know what to do, the best thing is to just stand still.
Isabelle Steers: I never seen a town with so many people that didn't own a watch
Guido: Have you ever been outside Reno, Ms. Taber?
Roslyn: Once I walked to the edge of town; doesn't look like there's much out there.
Gay: Everything's there!
Roslyn: Like what?
Gay: The country!
Roslyn: Well, what do you do with yourself?
Gay: Just live.
Roslyn: How does anyone "just live"?
Gay: Well, you start by going to sleep. You get up when you feel like it. You scratch yourself. You fry yourself some eggs. You see what kind of a day it is; throw stones at a can, whistle.
[Last lines]
Roslyn: Which way is home?
Gay: God bless you girl.
Roslyn: How do you find your way back in the dark?
Gay: Just head for that big star straight on. The highway's under it. It'll take us right home.
Perce: So what I want to know... what I want to know is: who do you depend on?
Roslyn: I don't know. Maybe all there really is is just the next thing. The next thing that happens. Maybe you're not supposed to remember anybody's promises.
Guido: She wasn't like any other woman. Stood by me 100%, uncomplaining as a tree.
Roslyn: Maybe that's what killed her.
Gay: I just need to find another way to feel alive, that's all.
Perce: Do you belong to Gay?
Roslyn: I don't know where I belong.
Gay: Damn 'em all. They changed it, changed it all around. Smeared it all over with blood. I'm finished with it. It's like roping a dream now. I just gotta find another way to be alive, that's all. If there is one anymore.
Perce: How come you got such trust in your eyes, like you was just born?
Gay: Let's just live.
Isabelle Steers: One thing about this town, it's always full of interesting strangers.
Roslyn: Did you ever think about gettin' married again?
Gay: Oh, I think about it; never in daylight.
Roslyn: [to Perce] Didn't anyone ever cry for you before?
Gay: What's eatin' you?
Guido: Just my life.
Guido: She's crazy. They're all crazy. You try not to believe it cause you need them. She's crazy. You struggle, you build, you try, you turn yourself inside out for 'em but its never enough. So they put the spurs to you - I know, I got the marks. I know this racket, I just forgot what I knew for a while.
Isabelle Steers: No, you're just a cowboy, darlin'. You fellas won't move unless its rainin' down your neck.
Roslyn: uh, you never had any idea, huh?
Gay: Nah, you know in those days I thought you got married and that was it, but nothing is it, not forever.
Perce: Hey go in there and get me a bottle of whiskey to keep me primed for the rodeo
[first lines]
Isabelle Steers: Young man, do you have the time? I got six clocks in the house and none of them work.
Guido: Twenty after nine.
Isabelle Steers: After? It's twenty after, dear. Dahlin'. Five minutes.
Roslyn: What about you?
Isabelle Steers: I'm all set, I just tyin' my sling. The lawyer said nine thirty sharp, dahlin'.
Roslyn: Okay.
[Gay is giving Roslyn a ride back to town]
Gay: You're a real beautiful woman. It's almost kind of an honor sittin' next to ya'. That's my true feelin's Roslyn.
Guido: Boy I must be in the wrong house!
Guido: The only thing this guy ever did for a woman was get out the ice cubes.
Isabelle Steers: The Leave It state. Ya got money you want to gamble? Leave it here. You got a wife you want to get ride of? Get rid of her here. Extra atom bomb you don't need? Blow it up here. Nobody's gonna mind in the slightest.
Gay: I hope your sober.
Perce: Man I have won buckets of money in towns I couldn't even remember the names of!