Pocahontas (I) (1995)
Joe Baker: Lon
John Smith : Look, we don't have to fight them.
Thomas : John, what's gotten into you?
John Smith : I met one of them.
Ben : You what?
Thomas : A savage!
John Smith : They're not savages, they can help us. They know the land, they know how to navigate the rivers.
[Meeko pulls out an ear of corn and gives it to John]
John Smith : And look, it's food.
Lon : What is it?
John Smith : It's better than hardtack and gruel, that's for sure.
Wiggins : I like gruel.
Governor Ratcliffe : [takes the corn and throws it on the ground] They don't want to feed us, you ninnies! They want to kill us! All of us! They've got our gold, and they'll do anything to keep it!
John Smith : But there is no gold!
Ben : No gold?
Governor Ratcliffe : [sarcastically] And I suppose your little Indian friend told you this.
John Smith : Yes.
Governor Ratcliffe : Lies! Lies, all of it! Murderous thieves. There's not room for their kind of civilized society!
John Smith : But this is their land!
Governor Ratcliffe : This is my land! I make the laws here! And I say anyone who so much as look at an Indian without killing him on sight, will be tried for treason and hanged!
Lon : This place gives me the creeps. Savages could be hiding anywhere.
Ben : Aye, well if you spot one, don't ask questions, just shoot.
Ben : Watch your feet, you big oaf!
Lon : It wasn't me, it was the tree.
Ben : [sarcastically] Oh, of course, the tree just felt like lifting its roots. And.
[Ben and Lon see that Grandmother Willow moved her roots down]
Ben : [afraid] Let's get out of here.
Ben : Run!
[they rush away]
Lon : But what about Smith?
Ben : He's a big lad. He can take care of himself.
Governor Ratcliffe : You there, where's Captain Smith?
Lon : Well, he's gone.
Ben : [knowingly] Aye, your singing must've scared him off!
Governor Ratcliffe : Well, then go get him, for heaven's sake!
Lon : What if we run into the Indians?
Governor Ratcliffe : That's what guns are for. Now arm yourselves and get moving!
Governor Ratcliffe : Gentlemen, to work! You men, get the ship unloaded. You men, build the fort. The rest of you, break up the shovels. It's time to start digging.
Governor Ratcliffe : Why, of course. Let's not forget what the Spanish found when they came to the New World. Gold! Mountains of it. Why, for years they've been ravaging the New World of its most precious resources. But now it's our turn.
Lon : [singing] We shot ourselves an injun, or maybe two or three.
Ben : [kicks him] Alright, you howling nutter! Get to work!
Lon : Come on, Ben, it's just a little fun.
Ben : [sarcastically] Oh, sure, we're having loads of fun. Right, look at us. No gold, no food, while Ratcliffe sits up in his tent all day happy as a clam.
Governor Ratcliffe : [in his tent] I'm doomed! I should be wallowing in riches right now, and I haven't found as much as a speck!