A Man Called Shenandoah

: Another town, another place. Another long, lonely trail in search of all the lost yesterdays. A trail without end for a man with no name, no memory, no past. For a man called Shenandoah.

Shenandoah:
No reward for a chicken thief?

Sheriff:
No. Just bank robbers.

Sheriff:
What's your name?

Shenandoah:
They call me Shenadoah.

Sheriff:
What's your real name?

Shenandoah:
That's the name I answer to.

Shenandoah:
Lady, your looking at a man without a name. I don't even have a memory.

Shenandoah:
Why condemn her because her father loved your wife?

Shenandoah:
[on Amnesia] It's like living in murky, churned up water. And yet sometimes I feel like I'm going to recognize a place, a thing... maybe a word or a phrase. And sometimes a face seems so familiar I... I feel like I'm right on the edge of remembering and then suddenly something stirs the water up again. It's like being blinded by that antiseptic stuff and never seeing anything clearer than a fuzzy shape. It's like going up a dark stairway and finding the last step isn't there.

Dr. Maghee:
We may not know who you are, but we do know you have a good set of lungs.

Shenandoah:
He knew me. Why did he want to kill me?

Shenandoah:
You can't build much of a future without knowing about the past.

Dr. Maghee:
Write Shenandoah... S H E N A N D O A H.

Shenandoah:
What kind of name is that?

Dr. Maghee:
The Indians gave that name to one of the most beautiful spots on earth. It means 'Lord of Silence.'

Julie Wade:
That didn't seem like a farewell kiss.

Shenandoah:
I didn't mean it to be.

Dr. Arnold Shaw:
It's no good digging up the past.

Shenandoah:
What did you say?

Dr. Arnold Shaw:
I said it's no good digging up the past.

Shenandoah:
You may be right.