"A vision came to me when the sun went into shadow, and I lay dying. And in my death, I saw the Heavens of the white robes. And yes, it is as they describe it. But also there, my children, all the Indians that ever roamed this earth, all your beloved ancestors, and mine, and those young ones who were taken by the white man's diseases. Do not grieve for them. They want you to know that they are happy. Yes. And you should not grieve for yourselves, because here is what the white robes did not tell you- the white man, my children, will soon be no more. Now you must not hate the white man. This will only delay his end. But if you will do the dance that I will teach you, all the ancestors will return. And the buffalo will be renewed. And you shall all live forever. Forever in the freedom that we as Indian people once knew."

"My dear Senator Dawes, as I believed you sincere in asking me to keep you informed, I write you again in an appeal for your assistance. With no medical equipment here worthy of the name and understocked in medicines, there has been little reason for the sick to risk the journey to the agency for treatment. I bought a horse and a wagon with my own salary and have just now returned from the several weeks in the villages. It is a mistake to trust the official reports. Measles, influenza and whooping cough have ascended from hell all at once. My own assistant's child has been taken. The agent here, Royer, has no experience and even less inclination to help these people. Of equal concern is the epidemic of hopelessness that has overtaken the reservation. That the Sioux would bear the wretched taste of cod-liver oil for the ounce of spirits contained in the bottle is, to me, the whole of their experience in a nutshell. I no longer deny them. Many here fear a return to the old ways. The prophesy of a Paiute shaman called Wovoka has spread from tribe to tribe faster than a telegraph signal, rekindling old superstitions among the Sioux and old apprehensions among the whites who are sure to mistake desperation for hostility. As conditions worsen, the church can provide little solace beyond a Christian burial. Sincerely yours, Charles Eastman."

"Eric Schweig - Chief Gall"

"Aidan Quinn - Henry L. Dawes"

"Morris Birdyellowhead - Chief American Horse"

"Shaun Johnston - Colonel Nelson A. Miles"

"Gordon Tootoosis - Chief Red Cloud"

"Patricia Neal - Mrs. Bäumer"

"Ian Holm - Corporal Himmelstoss"

"Richard Thomas - Paul Bäumer"

"Ernest Borgnine - Stanislaus "Kat" Katczinsky"

"[meeting his new platoon] So, here you are. It's the custom to assign one old hand to every new platoon. You're the new platoon. I'm the old hand. In training camp they filled you full of fancy information on how to be a soldier. We're going to work hard to forget all that. I'll teach you practi... [to Josef Behm] Listen to me, boy. I'll teach you practical things, like how to put your diapers on in the front lines, [puts his smoking pipe in his mouth] and how to kill Frenchies. You won't have long to wait before I baptise you. But first, we're gonna give you some hot food and we're gonna let you get some sleep, and then I'm gonna take you out on your first Patrol, tonight."

"Donald Pleasence - Kantorek"

"This story is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a generation of men, who, even though they may have escaped its shells, were destroyed by the war."

"[after killing a French comrade] I didn't want to kill you. But you jumped in here like that. What would you have done? It's... it's just I'd never met you before... like this... face to face. I just saw your rifle... your bayonet... grenades. If we threw all those away... we could be brothers. But they never want us to know that, do they? They never want us to know. We each have mothers... fathers... the same... fear of death. The same... pain. The same... everything. Everything. Forgive me, comrade. I could write... to your family. Yes... Yes, I'll write!"

"Well, Kat... I think we're gonna be separated. Three years. You remember when I first came up here? How green I was? You fixed that. "Keep your head down." That's what you said. Maybe... Maybe when this is over, when this war is really finished, maybe we can do something together. Huh? I don't know what. A glass of wine. I don't even know where you live. Three years in the same trenches, I don't even have your address. Let me give you mine. Let me give it to you."

"[to Kantorek] Not the Iron Youth then. No Iron Heroes. Just boys... wanna play, laugh, just stay alive. Only boys."

"I'm just a small town cop, mostly I give out parking tickets."

"The tree doesn't grow very far from the apple."

"[First lines] Guys been shot, Jesse."

"Victoria Snow as Margaret Pennington"

""Plink vermin." Who talks like that? People don't talk like that."

"Mimi Rogers as Rita Fiore"

"Vito Rezza as Anthony D'Angelo"

"Polly Shannon as Abby Taylor"

"Kohl Sudduth as Luther 'Suitcase' Simpson"

"Stephen McHattie as Captain Healy"

"Viola Davis as Molly Crane"

"Reg Rogers as Andrew Lincoln"

"Alexis Dziena as Candace Pennington"

"Shawn Roberts as Bo Marino"

"Tom Selleck as Jesse Stone"

"Jane Adams as Brianna Lincoln"