- Daniel Boone: I wish I had let them hang you...
- Simon Girty: You'll wish more than that before I get through with you. Tie him up. Get the fire.
- Pompey: This place we're going to, Black Eagle - get there soon?
- Black Eagle: No come soon. Big far away. Plenty forest. Plenty Indian.
- Pompey: Say, is them Indians friendly?
- Pompey: [Black Eagle shrugs] I mean, they wouldn't hurt a coloured man would they?
- Black Eagle: Indian no like black man. Hair too short. Indian like long hair.
- Pompey: Huh?
- Black Eagle: Scalp easy!
- Pompey: Well, if the scalp's no good, why don't they let it alone? I can see why the Indians don't like the white man. They ain't got nothing in common. Now, the coloured man and the red man, they're different. All belong to the same family.
- Pompey: [Black Eagle is sceptical] Well, what I mean is, they both have been baked by the sun. Now the Indian or the red man, he just a little bit underdone.
- Black Eagle: Oh!