The Grabs
Zeb Calloway: Blackfeet... proud injuns. They ain't gonna let no white man spile (spoil) their country. The only thing they a'feared of is a white man's sickness.
Boone Caudill: What's that?
Zeb Calloway: Grabs. White men don't see nothin' pretty unless they wanna grab it. The more they grab, the more they wanna grab. It's like a fever and they cain't get cured. The only thing for 'em to do is to keep on grabbin' 'til everything belongs to white men and then start grabbin' from each other. I reckon injuns got no reason to love nothing white.
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