Clay Basket: You didn't eat anything?
Alexander McKeag: No. Not hungry.
Clay Basket: Is something wrong?
Alexander McKeag: No, just not hungry.
Clay Basket: It's been a long time.
Alexander McKeag: Since what?
Clay Basket: Since we we were alone.
[looks across to Clay Basket and Pasquinel's children]
Alexander McKeag: We're not alone.
Clay Basket: He misses his father.
Alexander McKeag: The bloody fool.
Clay Basket: He had to go to her. I know, and about the girl too. He had to go. I understand.
Alexander McKeag: I don't. I don't understand one thing about that man.
Clay Basket: Does she?
Alexander McKeag: Don't know. Don't care.