Most scenes together: Hawkeye & Cora Munro (7), Hawkeye & Maj. Heyward (7), Hawkeye & Colonel Munro (5)
And who empowered these colonials to pass judgement on England's policies, and to come and go without so much as a "by your leave"?
They do not live their lives "by your leave"! They hack it out of the wilderness with their own two hands, burying their children along the way!
I thought all our colonial scouts were in the militia. The militia is fighting the French in the north.
I ain't your scout. And we sure ain't no damn militia.
Might I inquire after the situation sir, given that I've seen the French engineering from the ridge above.
The situation is that his guns are bigger than mine and he has more of them. We keep our heads down while his troops dig 30 yards of trench a day. When those trenches are 200 yards from the fort and within range, he'll bring in his 15-inch mortars, lob explosive rounds over our walls, and pound us to dust.
There is a war on. How is it you are heading west?
Well, we face to the north and, real subtle like, turn left.
You are defending him because you've become infatuated with him!
Duncan, you are a man with a few admirable qualities, but taken as a whole, I was wrong to have thought so highly of you.
You call yourself a patriot, and loyal subject to the Crown?
I do not call myself subject to much at all.
You there, Scout! We must rest soon, the women are tired.
No, two leagues, better water. We stop there.
No, we'll stop in the glade just ahead. When the ladies are rested, we will proceed. Do you understand?
Magua understands that the white man is a dog to his women. When they are tired, he puts down his tomahawk to feed their laziness.
Excuse me, what did you say?
Magua said... he understands English very well.
The frontier moves with the sun and pushes the Red Man of these wilderness forests in front of it until one day there will be nowhere left. Then our race will be no more, or be not us.
That is my father's sadness talking.
No, it is true. The frontier place is for people like my white son and his woman and their children. And one day there will be no more frontier. And men like you will go too, like the Mohicans. And new people will come, work, struggle. Some will make their life. But once, we were here.
Haven't you got anything better to do on the lake today, Major?
Go ahead.
What the bloody hell plan is this?
I want you to go.
If we go, there's a chance there won't be a fight. There's no powder. If we don't go in that, there's no chance. None. Do you understand?
Coward!
You've done everything you can do. Save yourself. If the worst happens, and only one of us survives, something of the other does too.
No. You stay alive. If they don't kill you, they'll take you north, up to Huron land. Submit, do you hear? You're strong, you survive. You stay alive, no matter what occurs! I will find you. No matter how long it takes, no matter how far, I will find you!
Why were those people living in this defenseless place?
After seven years indentured service in Virginia, they headed out here 'cause the frontier's the only land available to poor people. Out here, they're beholden to none. Not living by another's leave.
I come to you unarmed and in peace to unstuff your ears, Sachem. Let the children of the dead Colonel Munro go free. Take fire out of the English anger over the murder of their helpless ones. Sachem, the French fathers made peace. Magua broke it. It is false that the French will be friends still to the Huron. Would Magua use the ways of Les Francais and the Yengeese? Would you?
Yes.
Would the Huron make his Algonquin brothers foolish with brandy and steal his lands to sell them for gold to the white man? Would Huron have greed for more land than a man can use? Would Huron fool Seneca into taking all the furs of all the animals of the forest for beads and strong whiskey? Those are the ways of the Yengeese and the Francais traders and their masters in Europe infected with the sickness of greed. Magua's heart is twisted. He would make himself into what twisted him. I am Nathaniel of the Yengeese. Hawkeye, adopted son of Chingachgook of the Mohican people. Let the children of the dead Munro and the Yengeese officer go free. This belt, which is a record of the days of my father's people, speaks for my truth.
No, you submit, do you hear? You be strong, you survive... You stay alive, no matter what occurs! I will find you. No matter how long it takes, no matter how far, I will find you.
I am La Longue Carabine! My death is a great honor to the Huron, take me!
