You turn down this gift, and they'll slit you, me, Caleb and the horses from crotch to eyeball with a dull deer antler! You can take her to Fort Hauled and sell her, but you best take her my friend.
“I ain’t never seen ’em, but my common sense tells me the Andes is foothills and the Alps is for children to climb. These here is God’s finest sculpturing and there ain’t no laws for the brave ones.
By God, I are a mountain man, and I’ll live until an arrow or a bullet finds me, and then I’ll leave my bones right here on this great map of the magnificent… I cannot brag on your choice of campsites. I, Hatchet Jack, being of sound mind and broke legs, do hereby leave my bear rifle to whatever finds it, Lord hope it is a white man.
His name was Jeremiah Johnson, and they say he wanted to be a mountain man. The story goes that he was a man of proper wit and adventurous spirit, suited to the mountains.
He was a young man and ghosty stories about the tall hills didn't scare him none. Bought him a good horse, and traps, and other truck that went with being a mountain man, and said good-bye to whatever life was down there below.
By God, I am a mountain man, and I'll live 'til an arrow or a bullet finds me. Del GUE: Well, keep your nose in the wind, and your eyes along the skyline.
Bear Claw Chris Lapp: Yep, Crow. Del GUE: He wants to know if you are the great warrior who avenges the crazy women that lives in the Wolf Tail Valley.
Cheyenne, she is, and the meanest bitch that ever balled for beads. I lodge-poled her at Deadwood Creek, and traded her for a Hawken gun.
But I swear, a woman's breast is the hardest rock that the Almighty ever made on this earth, and I can find no sign on it. Bear Claw Chris Lapp: Didn't put enough dirt down.
Del GUE: Jeremiah, maybe you best go down to a town, get out of these mountains. Bear Claw Chris Lapp:You've come far pilgrim.
Bear Claw Chris Lapp:You sure are cocky for a starving' pilgrim. Jeremiah Johnson: I can skin 'em as fast as toucan catch'em.
Jeremiah Johnson: Del GUE, I don't think this is a good idea. Now, when this is over toucan take her to Fort Hawley and sell her, but you best take her my friend.
Jeremiah Johnson: Found him froze to a tree. He was living' two years up in a cave on the Mussel shell with a female panther.