Jamie: The women in my family are those who see in dreams what is to come. Both my wife and my daughter have seen something concerning your people, though it grieves me to tell you. Some 60 years from now, your people will be taken from their land, from the bones of their ancestors. They'll be removed to a, a new place far from here. Many will die on this journey, so much that the path they tread will be called, um, the trail where they wept.
Kwiskwa: Who will do this?
Jamie: A man named Winfield Scott, my daughter says, a general.
Kwiskwa: It is good you have given us the weapons, then.
Jamie: No. Twenty muskets against 20,000? It wilna save you.
Kwiskwa: What is the benefit of your warning, then?
Jamie: I canna warn many. If I did, they would call me a madman. But I can warn you. You should not go to this new place or fight. But when the time comes, your people must hide.
Kwiskwa: And by hiding, they will escape what is to come?
Jamie: I hope so. If you pass this warning to your descendants, then perhaps they will escape and live.
Kwiskwa: I will tell my sons and my sons' sons, but we will remember.
Jamie: Whoever you fight for, be it King George's men or our enemies, fight for yourselves.