F Troop

O'Rourke: Now listen, the Captain is going to be here any minute and you remember that you're suppose to be hostile. Wild Eagle: Hostile? (Turns to Roaring Chicken) What is hostile? Roaring Chicken: Unfriendly. No friends. Wild Eagle: (Turns back to O'Rourke) Why you always make us bad? I keep telling you, Hekawi's not fighters. Lovers! Lovers!

Capt. Parmenter: You give us cannon, we give you many things. We trade. Wild Eagle: What you trade? Capt. Parmenter: First, we offer you magic fire stick. Look. (He pulls out a match and lights it on the sole of Dobb's boot) Ooh. Wild Eagle: You very funny. We got one hundred boxes magic sticks. What you think, we rub sticks together?

Capt. Parmenter: Where's our cannon? O'Rourke: Uh, well, sir. You see, sir, we sent the cannon away, sir, to have the bore flaminized and the barrel bominated and polished and refurbished.

Wild Eagle: (suspicious about cannon) If not good, me sue. Oh, me not Sioux, me Hekawi! Uh, me made funny! (laughs)

Agarn: Giving an Indian cannon is practically treason. I won't have anything to do with that. O'Rourke: Alright. Go on, walk out on me. Just forget that I saved your life. Well, I'll get somebody else to help me. Maybe a stranger. He'd do more for me than a long and trusted friend. And who put that tourniquet on your leg the day the rattlesnake bit you? And who jumped in the day you fell off your horse crossing the river? Huh? And who threw the surprise birthday party for you? Agarn: I'm a rat! A dirty, ungrateful rat! What time do we move the cannon? O'Rourke: Right after retreat.

Agarn: I feel like Cupid shooting little arrows into her heart. O'Rourke: Yeah, but if we don't get Cap'n Parmenter over to that trading post tonight, the Hekawis are going to be shooting little arrows into your britches.