That's my hat... that's my hat! I found it on the prarie. It's mine. The hat belongs to...

John Dunbar: [at the celebration of the buffalo feast, noticing a big Sioux man has his Lieutenant's hat] That's my hat... that's my hat! Big Warrior: [in Lakota, as all becomes quiet in the tent] I found it on the prarie. It's mine. Wind In His Hair: [stands up, in Lakota] The hat belongs to Lieutenant. Big Warrior: He left it on the prarie. He didn't want it. Wind In His Hair: Well, you can see he wants it now. We all know it's a soldier hat. We all know who wears it. If you want to keep it, that's fine. But give something for it. [the Sioux takes his knife and sheath off his belt and gives it to Dunbar] Wind In His Hair: [in English, to Dunbar] Good... trade!

I found it on the prairie. It's mine. That hat belongs to the lieutenant. He left it on the prairie. He didn't want it. Well, you can see he wants it now. We all know that it is a soldier's hat. We all know who wears it. If you want to keep it you have to give him something.