Major Ben Covington
I'll tell you what's remembered, Marshal - the noble redskin, always battling one against forty. The rape of the Sioux, the Trail of Tears; the Indian never breaking a treaty, the soldiers always lying, cheating, dispossessing dirt. We broke this land! You're asking me to send my men back maybe to be killed, all for the sake of wimpering pig cutters who assumed the almighty Lord spread it out for just for them to take?