The Last of the Mohicans (1992)
Hawkeye: No! You stay alive! If they don't kill you, they'll take you north up to the Huron lands. Submit, do you hear? You're strong! You survive! You stay alive, no matter what occurs! I will find you! No matter how long it takes, no matter how far. I will find you!
Duncan: There is a war on. How is it you are headed west?
Hawkeye: Well, we kinda face to the north and real sudden-like turn left.
Jack Winthrop: You're not coming with us?
Hawkeye: I've got a reason to stay.
Jack Winthrop: That reason wear a striped skirt and work in the surgery?
Hawkeye: It does. No offense, but it's a better looking reason than you, Jack Winthrop.
Chingachgook: Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. He is Uncas, my son. Tell them to be patient and ask death for speed; for they are all there but one - I, Chingachgook - Last of the Mohicans.
Duncan: You are defending him because you've become infatuated with him!
Cora Munro: Duncan, you are a man with a few admirable qualities, but taken as a whole, I was wrong to have thought so highly of you.
Hawkeye: [taking Duncan's gun away] In case your aim's any better than your judgment.
[Director's Expanded Edition]
Chingachgook: The frontier moves with the sun and pushes the Red Man of these wilderness forests in front of it until one day there will be nowhere left. Then our race will be no more, or be not us.
Hawkeye: That is my father's sadness talking.
Chingachgook: No, it is true. The frontier place is for people like my white son and his woman and their children. And one day there will be no more frontier. And men like you will go too, like the Mohicans. And new people will come, work, struggle. Some will make their life. But once, we were here.
British Officer: You call yourself a patriot, and loyal subject to the Crown?
Hawkeye: I do not call myself subject to much at all.
Cora Munro: They're going to hang you. Why didn't you leave when you had the chance?
Hawkeye: Because what I'm interested in is right here.
Chingachgook: [speaking to animal they have just killed] We're sorry to kill you, brother. We do honor to your courage and speed, your strength.
Hawkeye: My father's people say that at the birth of the sun and of his brother the moon, their mother died. So the sun gave to the earth her body, from which was to spring all life. And he drew forth from her breast the stars, and the stars he threw into the night sky to remind him of her soul. So there's the Cameron's monument. My folks' too, I guess.
Cora Munro: You are right, Mr. Poe. We do not understand what is happening here. And it's not as I imagined it would be, thinking of it in Boston and in London...
Hawkeye: Sorry to disappoint you.
Cora Munro: No, on the contrary. It is more deeply stirring to my blood than any imagining could possibly have been.
Maj. Duncan Heyward: I thought all our colonial scouts were in the militia. The militia is fighting the French in the north.
Hawkeye: I ain't your scout. And we sure ain't no damn militia.
Hawkeye: My father warned me about you...
Cora Munro: [interupting] Your Father?
Hawkeye: Chingachgook, he warned me about people like you.
Cora Munro: Oh, he did?
Hawkeye: He said "Do not try to understand them".
Cora Munro: What?
Hawkeye: Yes, and, "do not try to make them understand you. That is because they are a breed apart and make no sense".
Cora Munro: Why were those people living in this defenseless place?
Hawkeye: After seven years indentured service in Virginia, they headed out here 'cause the frontier's the only land available to poor people. Out here, they're beholden to none. Not living by another's leave.
Cora Munro: He saved us. We're alive only because of him.
Colonel Munro: The man encouraged the colonials to desert in this very room and in my presence! Sir! He is guilty of sedition. He must be tried and hanged like any other criminal, regardless of what he did for my children.
Cora Munro: But he knew the consequences, and he stayed. Are those the actions of a criminal?
Hawkeye: Someday I think you and I are going to have a serious disagreement.
Duncan: And who empowered these colonials to pass judgement on England's policies, and to come and go without so much as a "by your leave"?
Cora Munro: They do not live their lives "by your leave"! They hack it out of the wilderness with their own two hands, bearing their children along the way!
Colonel Munro: And how am I to know it wasn't a raid by thieves?
Hawkeye: The cabin was attacked by a war party fighting with the French. They're sweeping south along the frontier attacking farms and Mohawk villages, all the men are stuck here.
Colonel Munro: I need proof more convincing than this man's opinion before I weaken the fort's defenses by releasing the militia.
Jack Winthrop: Chingachgook had the same opinion about the raid; taken together that's gospel. Your fort will stand or fall depending on Webb's reinforcements, not the presence of the Colonials.
Colonel Munro: I judge military matters here, not you.
Hawkeye: Your judgment is not more important than their right under agreement with Webb to defend their farms and families. Major Hayward was there, he was at John Cameron's, he saw what it was.
Colonel Munro: What exactly did you see Major?
Duncan: [glancing at Cora] I saw nothing that would lead me to the conclusion that it was other than a raid by savages bent on thievery.
Hawkeye: You're a liar.
Colonel Munro: [as Duncan lunges for Hawkeye] Major!
Colonel Munro: Montcalm is a soldier and a gentleman, not a butcher.
Hawkeye: Easy for you to suppose, it's their women and children on the farms, not yours!
Colonel Munro: You forget yourself, sir.
Jack Winthrop: We're not forgetting Webb's promise.
Colonel Munro: British promises are honored. And the militia will not be released, because I need more definite proof than this man's word.
Jack Winthrop: Nathaniel's word's been good on the frontier a long time before you got here.
Colonel Munro: This meeting is over, the militia stays.
Jack Winthrop: Does the rule of English law no longer govern? Has it been replaced by absolutism?
Hawkeye: If English law cannot be trusted maybe these people would do better making their own peace with the French.
Duncan: That is sedition!
Hawkeye: That is the truth.
Duncan: I'll have you beaten from this fort!
Hawkeye: Someday, I think you and I are going to have a serious disagreement.
Colonel Munro: Anyone fomenting or advocating the leaving of Fort William Henry will be hung for sedition. Anyone actually CAUGHT leaving will be shot for desertion. Now my decision is final. Get out!
Duncan: You there, Scout! We must rest soon, the women are tired.
Magua: No, two leagues, better water. We stop there.
Duncan: No, we'll stop in the glade just ahead. When the ladies are rested, we will proceed. Do you understand?
Magua: [speaking Huron] Magua understands that the white man is a dog to his women. When they are tired, he puts down his tomahawk to feed their laziness.
Duncan: Excuse me, what did you say?
Magua: Magua say... he understand the English very well.
Cora Munro: You've complimented me with your persistence and patience, but the decision I've come to is this. I would rather make the gravest of mistakes than surrender my own judgment.
Magua: When the Grey Hair is dead, Magua will eat his heart. Before he dies, Magua will put his children under the knife, so the Grey Hair will know his seed is wiped out forever.
Cora Munro: You've done everything you can do. Save yourself! If the worst happens, and only one of us survives, something of the other does, too.
Cora Munro: Justice? If that's justice than the sooner French guns blow the English out of America the better it will be for the people here.
Colonel Munro: You do not know what you're saying!
Cora Munro: Yes I do, I know exactly what I'm saying! And if it is sedition, than I am guilty of sedition too.
Hawkeye: I'm Nathaniel of the Yengeese. Hawkeye, adopted son of Chingachgook of the Mohican people. Let the children of the dead Munro and the Yengeese officer go free. This belt which is the record of the days of my father's people speaks for my truth.
Cora Munro: A breed apart, we make no sense?
Hawkeye: In your particular case, Miss, I'd make an allowance.
Cora Munro: Thank you so much.
Maj. Duncan Heyward: Might I inquire after the situation sir, given that I've seen the French engineering from the ridge above.
Colonel Munro: The situation is that his guns are bigger than mine and he has more of them. We keep our heads down while his troops dig 30 yards of trench a day. When those trenches are 200 yards from the fort and within range, he'll bring in his 15-inch mortars, lob explosive rounds over our walls, and pound us to dust.
Gen. Webb: Explain to the Major that he has little to fear from this General Marquis de Montcalm in the first place; and, therefore, scant need of a colonial militia in the second; because, the French haven't the nature for war. Their Latinate voluptuousness combines with their Gallic laziness and the result is they'd rather eat and make love with their faces than fight.
[Duncan aims a pistol at Hawkeye]
Hawkeye: Haven't you got anything better to do on the lake today, Major?
Duncan: [puts away his pistol] When you fall back into English hands I'll have you hanged!
Title Card: 1757 / The American colonies. / It is the 3rd year of the war between England and France for the possession of the continent. / Three men, the last of a vanishing people, are on the frontier west of the Hudson River.
Hawkeye: Take me!
Duncan: [as he is being forced away] My compliments, sir! Take her and get out!
Cora Munro: Duncan! What are they doing to Duncan?
Duncan: [after Uncas spooks the horses to chase them off] Why is he loosing the horses?
Hawkeye: Why don't you ask him?
Uncas: Too easy to track; they'd be heard for miles. Find yourself a musket.
Hawkeye: I am Le Longue Carabine! My death is a great honor to the Huron, take me!
Hawkeye: It was a war party. That means they're going to be attacking up and down the frontier.
Colonel Munro: Death and honor are thought to be the same, but today I have learned that sometimes they are not.
Hawkeye: We just dropped in to see how you boys was doing.
Ian: What do we do about being under Crown law?
Jack Winthrop: l believe if they set aside their law as and when they wish, their law no longer has rightful authority over us. All they have over us then is tyranny. And l will not live under that yoke.
Cora Munro: Yes! Go ahead!
Duncan: What the bloody hell plan is this?
Cora Munro: I want you to go!
Hawkeye: If we go, there's a chance there won't be a fight. There's no powder. If we don't go in that, there's no chance. None! Do you understand?
Colonel Munro: Those considerations are subordinate to the interests of the Crown.
Duncan: Might l inquire after the situation, sir, given that l've seen the French engineering from the ridge above?
Colonel Munro: The situation is, his guns are bigger than mine and he has more of them. We keep our heads down while his troops dig 30 yards of trench a day. When those trenches are 200 yards from the fort and within range, he'll bring in his 15-inch mortars, lob explosive rounds over our walls and pound us to dust.
Duncan: They look to be 300 yards out. lf they're digging 30 yards a day, you have three days.
Colonel Munro: Damn. Damn.
Magua: The Grey Hair's children were under Magua's knife. They escaped. They will be under it again.
Ongewasgone: There's too many French. And so few of us to fight. Not too many to die.
Cora Munro: Please take this as my final answer. It must be: no.
Colonel Munro: l have lived to see something which l never expected. A British officer afraid to support another.
Duncan: Webb can burn in hell. And we'll go back and dig our graves behind those ramparts.
Colonel Munro: Monsieur Le Marquis, l am a soldier, not a diplomat. You called this parley for a better reason than an exchange of compliments.
Gen Montcalm: l cannot break the term of the surrender and sully the lilies of France.
Hawkeye: Out the northern sally port. Strike for the east side of the swamp till you clear the French picket line. Head north over the ridge, then come about southeast. Fork left in Little Meadow and you're free of the outpost and skirmishes.
Hawkeye: l am Nathaniel of the Yengeese. Hawkeye, adopted son of Chingachgook of the Mohican people.
Sachem: The white man came and night entered our future with him. Our council has asked the question since I was a boy: What are the Huron to do?
Hawkeye: Would the Huron make his Algonquin brothers foolish with brandy and steal his lands to sell them for gold to the white man? Would Huron have greed for more land than a man can use? Would Huron fool Seneca into taking all the furs of all the animals of the forest for beads and strong whiskey?
Hawkeye: Our only hope is that they pass us by.
Duncan: lf they do?
Hawkeye: Take the south rim down the mountain. lt's 12 miles cross country to Fort Edward.
Duncan: And if they don't?
Hawkeye: You'll just have to forego the pleasure of hanging me.
Hawkeye: Magua's heart is twisted. He would make himself into what twisted him.
Cora Munro: l don't know what to say, Duncan. l truly wish they did, but my feelings don't - don't go beyond friendship. Don't you see?
Duncan: Respect and friendship. lsn't that a reasonable basis for a man and a woman to be married? And all else may grow in time?
Cora Munro: Some say that's the way of it.
Gen. Webb: The Scotsman's daughters are at the Poltroon's house. A company of the 60th will accompany you, and Magua will show you the way.
Magua: Magua's village and lodges were burnt. Magua's children were killed by the English. l was taken as slave by the Mohawk who fought for the Grey Hair. Magua's wife believed he was dead and became the wife of another. The Grey Hair was the father of all that. ln time, Magua became blood brother to the Mohawk to become free. But always in his heart, he is Huron. And his heart will be whole again on the day the Grey Hair and all his seed are dead.
Magua: Magua took the hatchet to color with blood. lt's still bright. Only when it's red, then it will be buried.