Thunderheart Quotes
A young mixed-blood FBI agent is assigned to work with a cynical veteran investigator on a murder on a poverty-stricken Sioux reservation.
Frank Coutelle: I know more about the law and the history out here than the people themselves. Let me tell you, I feel for them. They're a proud people. But they're also a conquered people. That means their future is dictated by the nation that conquered them. Rightly or wrongly, that's the way it works, down through history.
Walter Crow Horse: License and registration?
Ray Levoi: Kiss my ass.
Walter Crow Horse: Hey, this is *my* jurisdiction now. And you were going 59 in a 55 zone.
Ray Levoi: Let me see the radar.
Walter Crow Horse: I don't need no radar, I can tell! I just listen to the wind; it said, "Fifty-nine, nail 'im!"
Ray Levoi: Kiss my ass.
Walter Crow Horse: Hey, this is *my* jurisdiction now. And you were going 59 in a 55 zone.
Ray Levoi: Let me see the radar.
Walter Crow Horse: I don't need no radar, I can tell! I just listen to the wind; it said, "Fifty-nine, nail 'im!"
Ray Levoi: Just before they caught Jimmy, I had a dream. I was running with other indians at the "Wounded Knee Cemetery". I was shot in the back.
Walter Crow Horse: You were running with the old ones at The Knee?
Ray Levoi: It was just a dream.
Walter Crow Horse: Who the hell are you, man?
Ray Levoi: What do you mean?
Walter Crow Horse: You had yourself a vision. A man waits a long time to have a vision, and he may go his whole life without having one. Then along comes some instant indian with a fucking Rolex and a brand new pair of shoes. A God damn FBI to top it all off, has himself a vision.
Walter Crow Horse: Oh, maybe it was just one of them, what do you call them? "Fitful dreams."
Ray Levoi: Yeah, fitful dreams.
Walter Crow Horse: Fitful dreams, horse shit! You had yourself a vision!
Ray Levoi: What the hell do you want me to do?
Walter Crow Horse: Whoa! Stop!
Walter Crow Horse: [They arrive at Red Deer Table] There it is, man. Red Deer Table.
Walter Crow Horse: You were running with the old ones at The Knee?
Ray Levoi: It was just a dream.
Walter Crow Horse: Who the hell are you, man?
Ray Levoi: What do you mean?
Walter Crow Horse: You had yourself a vision. A man waits a long time to have a vision, and he may go his whole life without having one. Then along comes some instant indian with a fucking Rolex and a brand new pair of shoes. A God damn FBI to top it all off, has himself a vision.
Walter Crow Horse: Oh, maybe it was just one of them, what do you call them? "Fitful dreams."
Ray Levoi: Yeah, fitful dreams.
Walter Crow Horse: Fitful dreams, horse shit! You had yourself a vision!
Ray Levoi: What the hell do you want me to do?
Walter Crow Horse: Whoa! Stop!
Walter Crow Horse: [They arrive at Red Deer Table] There it is, man. Red Deer Table.
