There must be a better way.
POWHATAN: Sometimes our paths are chosen for us.
POCAHONTAS: But maybe
we should try talking to them.
POWHATAN: They do not want to talk.
POCAHONTAS: But if one of them did want to talk, you would listen to him, wouldn't you?
POCAHONTAS: Wouldn't you?
POWHATAN: Of course I would, but it is not that simple. Nothing is simple anymore.
JOHN SMITH: Easy, Thomas, it's me. THOMAS: Oh, John! I could've killed you. JOHN SMITH: Not aiming like that, you couldn't. Keep both eyes open when you shoot. You'll see twice as well. BEN: Smith! There you are! LON: We were looking all over for you. RATCLIFFE: Smith! Where have you been? JOHN SMITH: I was out scouting the terrain, sir. RATCLIFFE: Excellent. Then you must know the Indians' whereabouts. We'll need that information for the battle. JOHN SMITH: What battle? RATCLIFFE: We will eliminate these savages once and for all. JOHN SMITH: No! You can't do that! RATCLIFFE: Oh, can't I? 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. 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. RATCLIFFE: 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? RATCLIFFE: And I suppose your little Indian friend told you this? JOHN SMITH: Yes. RATCLIFFE: Lies. Lies! All of it! Murderous thieves. There's no room for their kind in civilised society.
JOHN SMITH: But this is their land!
RATCLIFFE: This is my land! I make the laws here. And I say anyone who so much as looks at an Indian without killing him on sight will be tried for treason and hanged.
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