Hidalgo
2004
Frank T. Hopkins: Mister... you can say anything you want about me. I'm gonna have to ask you not to talk about my horse that way.
(the Sheik offers to shake Frank's hand) Frank T. Hopkins: What about your ability to tell the future? Sheik Riyadh: If I had the ability to foretell the future, perhaps I would have bet on a painted horse.
(last lines) Frank T. Hopkins: Let 'er buck.
Frank T. Hopkins: Nobody hurts my horse.
Sheik Riyadh: And you, an unbeliever in the tent of a man who can trace his very blood back to Adam, you will be removed of your infidel self. Frank T. Hopkins: Removed of my what? Sheik Riyadh: Like a stallion not worthy of breeding.
(first lines) Frank T. Hopkins: (to Hidalgo) C'mon little brother. Checkout time. Yeah.
Preston Webb: I didn't join this race to finish in second place! Frank T. Hopkins: Why did you then?