Katsumoto: When I took this, you were my enemy.
Colonel Bagley: Son of a bitch thinks he can win.
Emperor Meiji: Ambassador Swanbeck, I have concluded that your treaty is NOT in the best interests of my people. Ambassador Swanbeck: Sir, if I may... Emperor Meiji: So sorry, but you may not.
Silent Samurai: Algren-San. [he rushes in front of Algren to protect him from being shot, and is consequently shot himself] Algren: Bob.
Algren: Mr. Graham. Tell this man to fire at me. Simon Graham: I beg your pardon? Algren: Tell this man that if he does not shoot me, I will kill him.
Algren: [shouting] What the hell am I doing here? ['Bob' rushes up, about to draw his sword and kill Algren, but Katsumoto gestures for him to stop] Katsumoto: In spring the snows will melt and the passes will open. Until that time, you are here.
Algren: [narrating] Winter, 1877. What does it mean to be Samurai? To devote yourself utterly to a set of moral principles. To seek a stillness of your mind. And to master the way of the sword.
Algren: [Algren's 'conversations' with the Silent Samurai] I know why you don't talk. Because you're angry. You're angry because they make you wear a dress. Algren: [later, after being beaten to the ground by Uijo] I just realized, I've been remiss. ...
[Algren and Katsumoto ride up to Bagley, who sees that Algren has turned against him] Colonel Bagley: Good God... Sir, the Imperial Army of Japan demands your surrender. If you and your fellas lay down your arms, you will not be harmed. Katsumoto: Th...
Katsumoto: Many of our customs seem strange to you. And the same is true of yours. For example, not to introduce yourself is considered extremely rude, even among enemies.
Katsumoto: [Algren has just walked into Katsumoto's house, after being beaten thoroughly by Uijo] Uijo is teaching you the way of the Japanese sword. Algren: [Flatly] Yes indeed.
[watching the Imperial Army's target practice] Algren: I suppose we should be grateful they're all firing in the same direction. Zebulon Gant: Couldn't have put it better myself, sir.
Katsumoto: You fought against your Red Indians? Algren: Yes. Katsumoto: Tell me of your part in this war. Algren: Why? Katsumoto: I wish to learn. Algren: Read a book. Katsumoto: I would rather have a good conversation.
Katsumoto: If I am no use, I will happily end my life. Emperor Meiji: No, I need your voice in the Council. Katsumoto: It is your voice we need, Highness. You are a living god. Do what you think is right. Emperor Meiji: [ruefully] I am a living god, ...
Katsumoto: Well, they won't surrender.
[Nobutada is shamed by Imperial Guards who cut off his top knot and take his swords, leaving him in a heap in the street] Algren: C'mon, I'll take you home. Nobutada: Jolly good.
Algren: My thanks, on behalf of those who died in the name of better mechanical amusements and commercial opportunities.
Algren: I have been hired to suppress the rebellion of yet another tribal leader. Apparently, this is the only job for which I am suited. I am beset by the ironies of my life.
