Jim Bowie: I'd hate to say anything good about that long-winded jackanapes, but he does know the short way to start a war.
Smitty: So many times every day you stop and give thanks, but mostly I don't catch on what you're thanking the Lord for. I mean, there's nothing special.
Parson: I give thanks for the time and for the place.
Smitty: The time and the place, Parson?
Parson: The time to live and the place to die. That's all any man gets. No more, no less.
Davy Crockett: Republic. I like the sound of the word. It means people can live free, talk free, go or come, buy or sell, be drunk or sober, however they choose. Some words give you a feeling. Republic is one of those words that makes me tight in the throat - the same tightness a man gets when his baby takes his first step or his first baby shaves and makes his first sound as a man. Some words can give you a feeling that makes your heart warm. Republic is one of those words.
Tennessean: Do chastise mean what I think It do?
Tennesseean: It do.
Beekeeper: Davy, let's do saddle up and go learn that gentleman his manners.
Davy Crockett: We won't have to. He's wearing out horses coming towards us.
Beekeeper: Guess we can't stop him from coming. But I reckon we can arrange for him to limp going back.
Tennesseean: Do this mean what I think it do?
Tennessean: It do.
Gen. Sam Houston: I hope they remember. I hope Texas remembers.
Tennesseean: We sure killed many brave men today.
Thimblerig: Funny, I was proud of 'em. Even while I was killing 'em, I was proud of 'em. It speaks well for men that so many ain't afraid to die when they think right is on their side. It speaks well.