We are white men, Sir, not beasts. Oh, he sits up there in those melancholy hills; some say he sleeps in caves like a beast, slumbers deep like the Kraken. The Blacks say that he is a spirit. The Troopers will never catch him. Common force is meaningless, Mr. Murphy, as he squats up there on his impregnable perch. So I wait, Mr. Murphy. I wait.
Love. Love is the key. Love and family. For what are night and day, the sun, the moon, the stars without love, and those you love around you? What could be more hollow than to die alone, unloved? 
What's a misanthrope, Arthur? Some bugger who fuckin' hates every other bugger.
Is that what we are, misanthropes?
Good lord no. We're a family.
There's night and day brother, both sweet things. Sun and Moon and stars, all sweet things. And quiet, there's a wind on the east. Life is very sweet, brother.
I will civilize this land. 
a great movie, found it through the nick cave connection, got it on netflix and watched it twice in a row.
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