- Col. Wagner: You can give me your word that you'll get them there?
- Maj. James 'Jim' Lassiter: My word?
- Col. Wagner: That's right.
- Maj. James 'Jim' Lassiter: [laughing] Well colonel, for whatever it's worth, you can have it!
- Bloodshirt: Lassiter... Lassiter... They tell me there is such a man, great killer of my people. Often I think, what kind of man is this Lassiter, that hunts the Apache like the Apache hunts the white eye? Now I look, I see, same as me,
- [hand on his heart]
- Bloodshirt: same hate here.
- 'Pardee': Not a pleasant day to remember. April 9th. It is just two years ago tomorrow that Lee surrendered to Grant at Appomattox. We were better soldiers, better men, a spiritous course, full of battles... and still we did not win the war. Have you ever asked yourself why? Because we were insufficiently ruthless! We allowed our own code of honor to destroy us. But tomorrow, on the anniversary of that battle, I shall dispatch at least one thousand mounted men against the enemy and they will be ruthless. I do not need to organize them, instruct them or lead them, and yet they compare to the best troops I've ever seen. The Apache!
- Bloodshirt: You know I speak true. Here
- [hand on his heart]
- Bloodshirt: we are like brothers. Same death, same alone, no wife in hogan, no child, only left to kill, to die.
- Bloodshirt: With new guns, Apache will kill, kill, kill, and white eye never forget what he get from apache, all his blood from wife and child to remind him.