Michael Caine: Garth

Secondhand Lions

Garth

Frankie: Hey, who do you think you are, huh?
Garth: Just a dumb kid, Hub. Don't kill him.
Hub: [to Garth] Right.
[grabs Frankie by the throat]
Hub: I'm Hub McCann. I've fought in two World Wars and countless smaller ones on three continents. I led thousands of men into battle with everything from horses and swords to artillery and tanks. I've seen the headwaters of the Nile, and tribes of natives no white man had ever seen before. I've won and lost a dozen fortunes, KILLED MANY MEN and loved only one woman with a passion a FLEA like you could never begin to understand. That's who I am. NOW, GO HOME, BOY!

[Hub and Garth are getting ready to shoot at a traveling salesman]
Walter: Why not see what he's sellin'?
Hub: What the hell for?
Walter: Well what's the good of having all that money if you're never gonna spend it?
Garth: Could be the kid has a point.
Hub: Well. We'll see what the man's sellin'. THEN we'll shoot him.
Garth: Good plan.

Garth: The Sheik *knew* that he would sure die now, without even the right to beg for mercy... But Hub just said "Twice I have held your life in my hands. And twice I have given it back to you. The next time..."
Young Hub: Your life is mine!

Walter: What happened to her?
Garth: Looks like her heart gave out in all the excitement. She was plenty old, you know.
Walter: Look, I think she's smiling.
Garth: I guess she died happy.
Hub: She died with her boots on, that's the main thing.
Garth: Protecting her cub.
Walter: She was a real lion, wasn't she, there at the end? A real jungle lion. A real Africa lion.

Walter: What's wrong with him?
Garth: Well, a man's body may grow old, but inside his spirit can still be as young and as restless as ever. And him - in his day, he had more spirit than twenty men.

Hub: WE'RE OLD, DAMNIT! LEAVE US ALONE!
Garth: The last thing we need is some little sissy boy hanging around all summer.

Garth: [after Walter leaves] Salesman should be by in about three, four hours.
Hub: Whoop-de-do.