Searchers

Ethan:
Our turnin' back don't mean nothin', not in the long run. She's alive, she's safe for a while. They'll keep her and raise her as one of their own til, until she's of an age to... Injun will chase a thing till he thinks he's chased it enough. Then he quits. Same way when he runs. Seems like he never learns there's such a thing as a critter that'll just keep comin' on. So we'll find 'em in the end, I promise you. We'll find 'em. Just as sure as a turnin' of the earth.

Reverend Clayton:
Ethan, I gotta ask you and Martin to take a ride to State Capital.

Ethan:
Is this an invite to a necktie party, Reverend?

Ethan:
Well Reverend, looks like you've got yourself surrounded.

Reverend Clayton:
Yeah and I figure on getting myself unsurrounded.

Reverend Clayton:
I say we do it my way. That's an order!

Ethan:
Yessir. But if you're wrong don't ever give me another.

Reverend Clayton:
You wanna quit Ethan?

Ethan:
That'll be the day.

Martin:
I hope you die!

Ethan:
That'll be the day.

Ethan:
Well Reverend, that tears it! From now on, you stay out of this. All of ya. I don't want you with me. I don't need ya for what I got to do.

Ethan:
What you saw wasn't Lucy... What you saw was a buck wearin' Lucy's dress. I found Lucy back in the canyon. Wrapped her in my coat, buried her with my own hands, I thought it best to keep it from ya.

Brad:
Did they...? Was she...?

Ethan:
What do you want me to do? Draw you a picture? Spell it out? Don't ever ask me! Long as you live, don't ever ask me more.

Mrs. Jorgensen:
It just so happens we be Texicans. Texican is nothin' but a human man way out on a limb, this year and next. Maybe for a hundred more. But I don't think it'll be forever. Some day, this country's gonna be a fine good place to be. Maybe it needs our bones in the ground before that time can come.

Reverend Clayton:
Well, the prodigal brother. Ain't seen you since the surrender. Come to think of it, I didn't see you at the surrender.

Ethan Edwards:
I don't believe in surrenders.

Ethan Edwards:
I figure a mans only good for one oath at a time, and I took my oath to the Confederate States of America.

Ethan Edwards:
Put an end to it! There's no more time for praying! AMEN!

Brad:
There's only one way you can stop me from looking for Lucy, mister, and that's kill me!

Ethan Edwards:
Alright, but I'm giving the orders, hear. I'm giving the orders or we're splitting up right here and now!

Martin:
Well sure Ethan. The only real reason were here ain't it - is to find Debbie and Lucy?

Ethan Edwards:
If they're still alive.

Ethan Edwards:
We've seen scalps before.

Chief Scar:
This before?

Ethan Edwards:
I didn't come here to admire his collection. Tell him we'll pitch camp on the other side of the creek. Talk tomorrow.

Reverend Clayton:
Jorgenson!

Ethan Edwards:
Why don't you finish the job?

Reverend Clayton:
What good did that do ya?

Ethan Edwards:
By what you preach... none. But, what that Comanch believes - ain't got no eyes... can't enter the spirit land... has to wander forever between the winds. You get it Reverend. Come on blanket-head! (Ethan is referring to Martin Pawley.)

Martin:
Ethan, are you all right?

Ethan:
Well I'm just saying goodnight to you.

Martin:
Well goodnight!

Reverend Clayton:
What good did that do ya?

Ethan Edwards:
By what you preach, none. But what that Comanche believes, ain't got no eyes, he can't enter the spirit-land. Has to wander forever between the winds.

Captain Sam Clayton:
You can go with us, but I'm in charge. You do what I tell you; when I tell you! I'm the hardcase you're up against out there; not them childish savages!

2nd Lt. Greenhill:
Yes, sir!

Captain Sam Clayton:
Boy! You watch that knife!

Martin:
You know, Laurie, I was just thinking that maybe it's about time you and me started going steady, huh?

Laurie Jorgensen:
Why Martin Pawley, you and me been going steady since we was three years old!

Martin:
We have?

Laurie Jorgensen:
'Bout time you found out about it.

Laurie Jorgensen:
"She wasn't nearly as old as you are." HOW OLD DOES HE THINK I AM?

Reverend Clayton:
Mount! M-O-N-T-E! Mount!

Ethan:
Let's go home, Debbie.