- Paladin: Taymanee, all mothers weep for their lost children. Tonight your people are putting ashes on their faces, saying prayers for the dead, the lost.
- Taymanee: Still they would be ashamed if I broke one of the old ways.
- Paladin: Well, I suppose I could tie you to a horse, head the horse in the right direction, be your conscience for you.
- Taymanee: Tied to a horse? There are other ways to die than of shame!
- Paladin: All right, all right, Taymanee, I'll find some other way to get you home.
- Paladin: Oh? And among the Yosemites living by the old ways, does a squaw misbehave? Now you get on that horse and ride back to your people! Now!
- Francine: You, you, you don't fool me, you little savage.
- Paladin: Francine. Francine! Francine, you just lost your accent.
- Francine: Yeah. Well, it's fake. Like my name, like me. Like everything about me. It's all one big lie. One big fake.
- Paladin: Your voice and your beauty, those aren't fake, those aren't a lie.
- Francine: They weren't enough.