That was the moment I understood. They were headed to my homeland, and I had to stop them!
Spirit
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Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron quotes
Page 1 of 4[first lines]
The story that I want to tell you cannot be found in a book. They say the history of the West was written from the saddle of a horse, but it's never been told from the heart of one, not 'til now. I was born here, in this place that would come to be called the Old West, but to my kind the land was ageless. It had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind and the buffalo grass, we belonged here. We would always belong here. They say the mustang is the spirit of the West. Whether that West was won or lost in the end, you'll have to decide for yourself, but the story I wanna tell you is true. I was there and I remember. I remember the sun and the sky and the wind calling my name, in a time when wild horses ran free.
[from Eli Wages]
You see, gentlemen. Any horse can be broken. [hits Spirit with spurs] Move along, mustang. There are those in Washington who believe the West will never be settled. The Northern Pacific Railroad will never breach Nebraska. [directs toward Little Creek] A hostile Lakota... [the clip ends from Eli Wages] ...will never submit to Providence. And it is that manner of small thinking that would said this horse could never be broken. Discipline, time, and patience are the three great levelers.
[from teaser]
The story that I want to tell you cannot be found in a book. They say the history of the West was written from the saddle of a horse, but it's never been told from the heart of one, not 'til now. I was born here, in this place that would come to be called the Old West, but to my kind the land was ageless. It had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind and the buffalo grass, we belonged here. We would always belong here. They say the mustang is the spirit of the West. Whether that West was won or lost in the end, you'll have to decide for yourself, but the story I wanna tell you is true. I was there and I remember. I remember the sun and the sky and the wind calling my name, in a time when we ran free. I'll never forget the sound and the feeling of running together, the hoofbeats were many, but our hearts beat as one.
[to Spirit]
Take care of her, Spirit-who-could-not-be-broken. [embraces him] I will miss you, my friend.
A Lakota, not as tall as the Cheyenne, not as fine featured as the Crow.
A wiser horse might have turned and run, but I wanted to know what strange creatures were here.
And so I grew from colt to stallion, as wild and reckless as thunder over the land. Racing with the eagle. Soaring with the wind. Flying? There were times I believed I could.
Corporal, round up some volunteers to, uh, take this animal to the stables.
For the first time in my life, I felt my heart torn two ways.
Great, Mustang, today, I will ride you.