Grandpa:
We're Sioux. Pine Ridge, South Dakota.
Tehan, Red Headed Stranger:
Hey, all right. My great-grandmother's grandmother, well, her aunt - she was one-third Kiowa.
Grandpa:
Ah Kiowa - strong Nation.
Tehan, Red Headed Stranger:
Yeah, hey, could I hitch a ride with you, brothers?
Shane:
No. No room, man. We're towing a horse.
Tehan, Red Headed Stranger:
That's cool, man. Hey maybe I'll catch you at the powwow.
[walks away]
Shane:
Wannabe.
Grandpa:
Maybe he's trying to be connected.
Shane:
'Cause they stole our land? Now they want our sweat lodge?
Grandpa:
Their fathers stole our land. Long ago it was said, 'the white man would look on in disbelief as his sons and daughter began to adopt the Indian way. To learn what their fathers didn't understand.' Yeah... he's a wannabe. He wanna be connected.
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