- Gene Autry: I'd like permission to carry a gun.
- Capt. Gonzales: A gun? Why?
- Gene Autry: Because I'm joining in on this hunt and it might come in handy.
- Capt. Gonzales: I can appreciate how you feel, senor, but take my advice and go back to your ranch.
- Gene Autry: In other words, that's a polite way of sayin' no, isn't it?
- Capt. Gonzales: Yes. This is a matter for the police.
- Gene Autry: I'm sorry, Captain. Gun or no gun, or whether you like it or not, I'm not leavin' this town until I find out who murdered my partner. Let's go, Pokie.
- Gene Autry: If you guys could find stray calves as well as you can find pretty girls, you'd be the best cowpokes in this country.
- Bass player Bert: You put a rose in their hair and we'd find them.
- Gene Autry: Where's Dusty?
- Guitar player Jerry: Over at the El Molino Verde cantina tryin' to put his brand on a little entertainer named Elena.
- Gene Autry: Let's go see how he's gettin' along.
- Accordion player: Nothin' doin'. We got a little brandin' job of our own to take care of.
- Dusty Morgan: String wire? I'm sorry, Gene, but I'm workin' on something else.
- Gene Autry: Blonde or redhead?
- Dusty Morgan: See for yourself
- [nods at the lovely Elena]
- Gene Autry: Not bad. I'd like to meet her myself.
- Dusty Morgan: So would I.
- [first lines]
- First Flower Girl: Welcome to the carnival, senor.
- Gene Autry: Thanks. Viva Mexico!
- Second Flower Girl: Viva United States!
- Pokie: Yeah. Viva pretty girls!