[Bear Claw and Jeremiah Johnson meet again after not seeing each other for a long time.]
What's on the spit?
Grown particular?
Not about feedin' just the company I keep. [Jeremiah tosses him a rabbits leg] Thank you, kindly.
You've come far, pilgrim.
Feels like far.
Were it worth the trouble?
You cook good rabbit pilgrim. Cold up here.
What brings you up so high?
Grizz!
Uh, Grizz.
Avalanche took the cabin, lost my mule. We swum out of it. No matter, there weren't no Grizz left anyway.
You wouldn't happen to know what month of the year it is?
Why no, I truly wouldn't. I'm sorry, pilgrim. Winter's a long time going?
Stays long this high.
March. Maybe, April.
March maybe. I don't believe April. [rising to depart] March is a green muddy month down below, some folks like it, FARMERS mostly. You've done well to keep so much hair when so many's after it. I hope that you fare well.
