- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: What killed my son?
- Doctor: Diptheria.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: What's that?
- Doctor: A germ.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Where does it come from?
- Doctor: Water systems... and sewage. It's a crowd disease. A disease of civilization.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Mr. President. Ladies and Gentlemen. I was afraid I was going to make a fool of myself in front of you tonight. But that would have been all right, because a man can make a fool of himself when he's off his own stamping grounds. But when a man makes a fool of himself on his own stamping grounds, there's no excuse for him. I don't hold with General Sherman that a good Indian is a dead Indian. From what I've seen, the Indian is a free-born American who'll fight for his folks, for his land and for his living... just like any other American.
- Yellow Hand: Now there is no debt and no friendship between us. If we meet in battle, as a brave of the Cheyenne, I will take the scalp of Pahashka and hang it on his lodge pole.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: It may be easier to hang it than to take it, Yellow Hand.
- Sen. Frederici: Well, that's it! That's my letter you telling you I was coming. I mailed it a week before I left.
- Sgt. Chips: That's nothing. Private Mulligan didn't get the letter with his reprieve until days after they hung him. Come to think of it, he never did get it.
- Louisa Frederici Cody: Who are you?
- [the woman turns around]
- Louisa Frederici Cody: An Indian! What do you mean by breaking into my room and stealing my clothes?
- Dawn Starlight: I-I didn't come here to steal
- Louisa Frederici Cody: Maybe you Indians have different word for it, but that my dress you have on
- Dawn Starlight: I tell you I didn't come here to steal
- Louisa Frederici Cody: Your fond of me powderface aren't you?
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Any Horse would be ma'am, you lite to carry and you sit quiet
- Louisa Frederici Cody: That what you said the first time we met, you repeating yourself Bill
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Powderface is a horse of sound judgment ma'am and his sentiments are alright with me anybody he fond of, I'm fond of
- Yellow Hand: Men of the Nation. There's a black cloud coming from the east to cover us all. We, the Cheyenne, have called our brothers of the Sioux so we can hear the words about this thing. Yesterday, the buffalo was many as the blades of grass upon the prairie. Today, the buffalo is few as the leaves on an oak tree in winter. The white man has done this thing so the red man will starve. When the buffalo is done, we starve. We'll have no meat to eat, no hide to make tepees, no robes to make beds. Brothers, it's not good for man to hear his woman and children crying. It's a bad thing for a man to starve. There are better ways to die.
- Ned Buntline: You know the Indian, Cody, don't you?
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Nobody knows the Indian. I've had to fight them since I was fourteen. Pony Express, stage driver, scouting. Indians never do what you'd expect.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: When you do an Indian a favor, he never forgets it. But if you do him bad, he never forgets that either.
- Louisa Frederici Cody: What is she doing here all alone?
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: She's just old. When Indians get too old to travel, why they're left behind with a little food and fuel.
- Louisa Frederici Cody: To die?
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Yeah.
- Louisa Frederici Cody: That's terrible! Can't we do something for her?
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: It's the way of the people. There's nothing we can do.
- Louisa Frederici Cody: Here am I, going to bring a new life into the world, and leaving an old woman to die.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: That's nature's way, Louisa. When anything becomes too old to be useful, it's just pushed aside.
- Louisa Frederici Cody: But it shouldn't be! That's why we have civilization!
- Sgt. Chips: I've been waiting for you. Somebody has written you a letter.
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: Who, me?
- Sgt. Chips: That's right, my boy. Who in the world would be writing to you?
- William F. 'Buffalo Bill' Cody: I don't know, but if you give me the letter, I'll find out.
- Sgt. Chips: You'll get yours in your proper turn. The mail is delivered according to rank. And there's plenty ranker than you!
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