Brad: There's only one way you can stop me from looking for Lucy, mister, and that's kill me! Martin: That's the way I feel, Uncle Ethan [Edwards glares at him] Martin: Ethan... Sir. Ethan: Alright, but I'm giving the orders here. I'm giving the orde...
[after a double-take, Ethan and Martin recognize Debbie as the captive who shows them a lance of human scalps in Chief Scar's tent] Ethan: We've seen scalps before. Chief Scar: [shows them the gold locket that Ethan gave Debbie] This before? Ethan: [...
Martin: You know, Laurie, I was just thinking that maybe it's about time you and me started going steady, huh? Laurie Jorgensen: Why, Martin Pawley, you and me been going steady since we was three years old! Martin: We have? Laurie Jorgensen: 'Bout t...
Laurie Jorgensen: [Martin is preparing to join a raid against the Indians and rescue Debbie] You're not goin', not this time. Martin: Are you crazy? Laurie Jorgensen: It's too late. She's a woman grown now. Martin: But I gotta go, Laurie, I gotta fet...
[preparing to lead a charge into the Comanche camp] Reverend Clayton: Brethren, leave us go amongst 'em!
[first lines] [seeing a horseman in the distance] Aaron Edwards: Ethan? Debbie Edwards: Hush, Prince. Lucy Edwards: That's your Uncle Ethan! Martha Edwards: [he approaches] Welcome home, Ethan!
Ben Edwards: Uncle Ethan, will you tell us about the war? Ethan: Oh, the war ended three years ago, boy. Ben Edwards: It has? Then why didn't you come home before now?
Ethan: A fella could mistake you for a half-breed. Martin: Not quite, I'm eighth Cherokee, the rest is Welsh and English. Least that's what they tell me.
Lars Jorgensen: Two letters in one year! By golly!
Ethan: [tucking Martin in] Comfortable? Martin: Ethan, are you all right? Ethan: Well, I'm just saying goodnight to you. Martin: Well, goodnight!
Laurie Jorgensen: [reading a letter from Martin on his Indian wife] "She wasn't nearly as old as you." How old does he think I am?
Martin: [speaking to Debbie for the first time in five years] Debbie, Debbie, Debbie, don't you remember? I'm Martin, I'm Martin, your brother, remember? Debbie, remember back. Martin: [pause] Do you remember how I used to let you ride my horse? And ...
