Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He says you fish poorly.
Can't figure people down there eating hog when they could feed on elk.
Why are you here?
I are a mountain man! And I'll live until an arrow or bullet finds me.
I will call you Caleb.
I never could find no tracks in a woman's heart.
When you have the Squannacook all to yourself and finally hook a nice trout...... Then you see Paints His Shirts Red watching you from the other bank
Who are you?
You live up here.
...you are touched.
We were told that you would know how to get there.
Hungry too?
One of them mounds.
Watch your topknot.
I've been to a town
You have to hunt, you said.
Ain't that a lot easier than saying all that gibberish?
Dead.
Many a child journeys this high to be different.
..a tribes greatness is figured on how mighty it’s enemies be
Where you headed, Jeremiah?
Or the Indians get them.
I do it when Indians are coming.
It's I-80
You got old and scary since you growed hair on your head?
It ain't a grave like the other.
...and the horses are fleet.
Sergeant!
Go ahead, ask.
No.
He was living with a female panther.