Jeremiah Johnson1972

[Jeremiah and Caleb find Del Gue buried to his neck in sand]

Jeremiah Johnson:
Are you all right?

Del Gue:
I got a fine horse under me! [sneezes] Got one of them feathers in my nose.

Jeremiah Johnson:
Keep sneezing, it'll come out all right. Haven't seen anyone pass by recent, have you?

Del Gue:
Nobody's gone in front of me. Can't say what's happened behind me, though.

Jeremiah Johnson:
Indians put you here?

Del Gue:
T'weren't Mormons! A chief, name of Mad Wolf. Nice fella, don't talk a hell of a lot. Say, you wouldn't have an extra hat on you, would you? Shade's getting' scarce in these parts.

Jeremiah Johnson:
What'd you shave your head for?

Del Gue:
Mad Wolf figures like every other Indian I know, says this scalp ain't fit for no decent man's lodgepole. Ain't the first time I've protected my head in such a way. Name's Del Gue, with an "e".