I've translated the plays into Sunaquot. And like the Navajo code talkers in World War II, we'll confuse the hell out of our enemies. You two help with pronunciation, please.
Really? What you have here for V-cut, vagi... Uh, actually kind of means like a woman's... Yeah, you know?
What? Oh my God, Joe, he's right.
I got this from a very good source. [referring to Julie's book]
Well, something got lost in translation, like maybe tact.
The eagle once ruled our skies. And then, one day, he was struck down by the arrow. As he lay dying, the eagle could not understand why. The shaft of the arrow had been feathered by one of his own plumes. We often give our enemies the means to our own defeat. Look inside. Ask your heart. The truth may sleep, but it never dies.
...You want to keep the kids late? Even if it means denying them the opportunity to participate in a traditional cultural heritage?
Oh well, maybe I can make it up to them with a field trip to go visit Chief Wampum and his bar dancing waitresses.
Speaking of which, we're hiring, if you can dance. And she can, she was a cheerleader. [to the classroom]
And valedictorian, which your coach can't even spell.
You missed on purpose. [referring to his championship game loss]
I was tired of winning for them. Felt like I was being used. For three years Coventry cheered every score. They loved me when I was helping them win, but the rest of the school day I was invisible. Julie was the only one who could see me for more than just a poor kid who could play lacrosse. And to her, the Sunaquot were more than some Indians on a reservation, you know? Losing wasn't the problem. I dishonored the game. And I've done it again.
Okay, then fix it.
Why do you think I'm here? Let me be your assistant, coach.
So what's this poem about?
That smoking hot Indian lady on the butter package.
Yeah, Reed, that's clearly stated in the title, but what else?
That smoking hot Indian lady is a stereotype we Native American women have to overcome. We don't spread easy like butter, we can be tough and strong.
All right, yeah, they're bigger than you, faster than you. And they have better facilities and they have more championships. And, yes, they have a better coach than you. But you know what? None of that matters, okay? This game is not about them, this game is not about us. And it's not about the scoreboard. In the ancient game, they didn't keep score. They played to honor the Creator, and so will we. We'll play to honor our ancestors who were buried with their sticks. We will play to honor our grandchildren who will be given sticks when they're born. This game has been in our blood for a thousand years, gentlemen. Today, win or lose, we return lacrosse to our people.
Share your thoughts on Crooked Arrows's quotes with the community:
Would you like us to send you a FREE inspiring quote delivered to your inbox daily?
Use the citation below to add this movie page to your bibliography:
"Crooked Arrows Quotes." Quotes.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2023. Web. 30 Jan. 2023. <https://www.quotes.net/movies/crooked_arrows_quotes_117210>.