Daniel Boone

Jericho (to Daniel about Israel): You're raisin' a fiend here.

Shanks: What about our own cabin? Rebecca: If Dan doesn't get those rifles back you won't be needing one. None of us will.

Blount: The way you distrust me, Daniel, and to think we were friends. Comrades.

Blount (to Daniel about Mingo and Jericho): My but your friends are bloodthirsty.

Blount (about Jericho): That young man will be my hostage or as Lloyd's of London would put it, my insurance.

Jericho: I know, I know. Fire brings Shawnee. Mingo: Like bees to honey.

Daniel: There's Blount's main camp. Jericho: Whadda we do now--throw rocks at 'em?

Blount: Scraps, hold your nose. Our friends the Shawnee are here.

Mingo: We expected a fight, didn't we? Jericho: A fight yes, not a massacre.

Blount (to the Shawnee): Pleasure first, business second.

Blount: So you stampeded the horses? Daniel: That I did.

Blount: I don't do rough work. Jericho: Move!

Blount (to Daniel): In spite of everything I still consider you my friend.