Jim Thorpe -- All-American (1951)
Jack Big Head: Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear
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Quotes
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Ed Guyac : Well, how do you feel, Chief?
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : Bed soft. Make Little Boy soft. How do you like things?
Ed Guyac : If every Indian was as soft as you, the population of this country would still be in Rhode Island.
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Peter Allendine : [to Jim] Hey, you! Yeah, you, come here. Hey, just a minute. What's your name?
Jim Thorpe : Jim Thorpe.
Peter Allendine : Do you have a tribal name?
Jim Thorpe : Wa-Tho-Huk.
Peter Allendine : What does it mean?
Jim Thorpe : Bright path.
Peter Allendine : Bright path, huh? Well, Bright Path, do you know the school song?
Jim Thorpe : No.
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : No, sir.
Peter Allendine : That's right. Well, here are the words. You memorize them, be ready to sing for us tomorrow morning.
[Jim starts to walk away]
Peter Allendine : Oh, uh, just a minute, Bright Path. Do you speak Indian?
Jim Thorpe : Yes.
Peter Allendine : Let's hear you recite the Gettysburg Address in Indian.
Jim Thorpe : Why, I reckon I can't.
Peter Allendine : You can't? Good, because when you recite the Gettysburg Address, you recite it in English. Indian isn't spoken here.
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Ed Guyac : Hello.
Jim Thorpe : They sent me up here to bunk with you.
Ed Guyac : Sure, come on in. I'm Ed Guyac.
Jim Thorpe : Jim Thorpe.
Ed Guyac : This untamed aborigine here is Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear. Kind of a mouthful, so I just call him Little Boy.
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : How.
Ed Guyac : Not 'how'. What have I been teaching you?
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : [Little Boy stands up] Oh. Hi.
Ed Guyac : He's full-blooded Chippewa, his old man's chief. Nothing like bunking with royalty. Where are you from?
Jim Thorpe : Oklahoma, Sac and Fox.
Ed Guyac : I'm Mohawk, heap smart New York Injun. Study law, make plenty wampum, take mortgage off tepee. How about you?
Jim Thorpe : What about me?
Ed Guyac : What are you going to prepare for? You know: doctor, lawyer. Indian chief, rich man, poor man?
Jim Thorpe : I don't know.
Ed Guyac : Well, you've come to the right place to find out. This is your cot right here.
Jim Thorpe : Thanks.
Ed Guyac : Matter of fact, you can take this one if you like; Little Boy never uses it.
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : Bed too soft, make Little Boy soft.
Ed Guyac : 'Soft', listen to him. 220 pounds of skin and bone. These natives, I'll never get used to them.
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Ed Guyac : [Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear is reading from a history book; Jim turns out the lights] Hey chief, bedtime.
Ed Guyac : Hey, what are you mumbling about?
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : American history, bah!
Ed Guyac : What have you got against American history?
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : White man lick Indian, he win great battle; Indian lick white man, massacre. They're crazy.
Ed Guyac : I never thought about that.
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : Crazy!
[Little Boy sleeps on the floor; Ed turns off his lamp]
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Ed Guyac : [on the football field after finding out his job is a waterboy] "Executive job..."
Glenn S. 'Pop' Warner : [blows a whistle] Now boys, remember what I told you: Heads up, eyes open, dig those legs in, and charge! Hit 'em hard. Ready? Charge!
Glenn S. 'Pop' Warner : [the players run through and fall on the ground, failing to tackle the linemen] No, no, no, Little Boy, I told you to dig those legs in and hit him.
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : But him no stand still.
Glenn S. 'Pop' Warner : Well, that's very inconsiderate of him. All right now, try it again. Hit him hard this time. Ready? Come on, come on, now charge!
[the players do a better job at taking the linemen down on the practice field]
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Jim Thorpe : [in the infirmary room] You sure made me look good out there today, Little Boy. Thanks. If I had half a brain, I'd have taken you out of the game. I'm sorry about the knee.
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : Don't feel bad, Jim, I'll get better. I have to get better; I'm in love, too.
[Little Boy looks up at the nurse tending to him]
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Ed Guyac : In case anybody's interested, I just spoke to the doc. He expects the patient to lead a long and lusty life, on two legs.
Ed Guyac : Hey Jim, Pop wants to see you.
Jim Thorpe : Thanks.
Ed Guyac : Hi, Chief.
Jim Thorpe : Has he heard anything?
Ed Guyac : Don't know, he just sent me over to you from his office.
Jim Thorpe : See you later, Margaret.
Ed Guyac : How ya feeling, Chief?
Little Boy Who Walk Like Bear : Bed soft, make Little Boy soft.
Ed Guyac : "Soft", how do you like this guy? If every Indian was as soft as you, the population of this country would still be in Rhode Island.
[chuckles]