Son of the Morning Star1991

Ulysses S. Grant:
[Grant shows Red Cloud a map of the Black Hills] This is your land.

Sioux Interpreter:
[Red Cloud observes the map, then speaks to the interpreter, who translates to Grant] He says, why these lines?

Ulysses S. Grant:
Boundaries, where the land ends.

Sioux Interpreter:
[Interpreter translates to Red Cloud, who replies to him] It is lies.

Red Cloud:
[Grant, outraged by his response, stands to his feet. Red Cloud also does the same and mutters a word of English] Lies.