Will SampsonQuotes

Josey Wales: You be Ten Bears?

Ten Bears: I am Ten Bears.

Josey Wales: I'm Josey Wales.

Ten Bears: I have heard. You are the Grey Rider. You would not make peace with the Bluecoats. You may go in peace.

Josey Wales: I reckon not. Got no place else to go

Ten Bears: Then you will die.

Josey Wales: I came here to die with you. Or live with you. Dying ain't so hard for men like you and me. It's living that's hard when all you've ever cared about has been butchered or raped. Governments don't live together--people live together. With governments, you don't always get a fair word or a fair fight. Well, I've come here to give you either one or get either one from you. I came here like this so you'll know my word of death is true, and my word of life is then true. The bear lives here, the wolf, the antelope, the Comanche. And so will we. Now we'll only hunt what we need to live on, same as the Comanche does. And every spring, when the grass turns green, and the Comanche moves north, you can rest here in peace, butcher some of our cattle, and jerk beef for the journey. The sign of the Comanche, that will be on our lodge. That's my word of life.

Ten Bears: And your word of death?

Josey Wales: It's here in my pistols and there in your rifles. I'm here for either one.

Ten Bears: These things you say we will have, we already have.

Josey Wales: That's true. I ain't promising you nothing extra. I'm just giving you life and you're giving me life. And I'm saying that men can live together without butchering one another.

Ten Bears: [Draws his knife and cuts his palm. Josey cuts his as well and they grasp hands, becoming blood brothers] It's sad that governments are chiefed by the double tongues. There is iron in your words of death for all Comanche to see, and so there is iron in your words of life. No signed paper can hold the iron. It must come from men. The words of Ten Bears carries the same iron of life and death. It is good that warriors such as we meet in the struggle of life... or death. It shall be life. So will it be.

Josey Wales: I reckon so.

Chief Bromden: [[worked; [drinking] My pop was real big. He did like he pleased. That's why everybody ] on him. The last time I seen my father, he was blind in the cedars from ]. And every time he put the bottle to his mouth, he don't suck out of it, it sucks out of him until he shrunk so wrinkled and yellow even the dogs didn't know him.

McMurphy: Killed him, huh?

Chief Bromden: [[killed] I'm not saying they ] him. They just worked on him. The way they're working on you.

McMurphy: [after realizing Chief Bromden is not mute] You fooled em, Chief! You fooled em. You fooled em all. Goddamn. What are we doin here Chief? Huh? What's us two guys doin in this fuckin place? Let's get out of here. Out!

Chief Bromden: [[Canada] ].

McMurphy: Canada. I'll be there before these sons-of-bitches know what hit em. Listen to Randle on this one.

Chief Bromden: [sees the [[w:lobotomy|lobotomy; brings McMurphy close to him, hugging the comatose man; laying him down gently and preparing to kill him with mercy] Mac, they said you escaped. I knew you wouldn't leave without me. I was waiting for you. Now we can make it, Mac. I feel big as a damn mountain. Mac? ] scars on McMurphy] Oh, no. I'm not going without you, Mac. I wouldn't leave you this way. You're coming with me. Let's go.

Charlie Cheswick: I want my cigarettes! Miss Ratched!

Charlie Cheswick: Rules?! PISS ON YOUR FUCKING RULES, MISS RATCHED!!