Willy? He won't look at Rae or me. Maybe he sees you

Randolph:
[hands Jesse the mug]
You must have something special, kid. That's why Willy didn't eat you up. Jesse:
What do you mean? Randolph:
Oh, I don't know. High blood, medicine roots. Jesse:
No way. Randolph:
Oh, then you're just one lucky little white boy. You like the sound of that better? Jesse:
Willy doesn't have a problem with me. We appreciate each other. Randolph:
Appreciate? Jesse:
[nods while drinking]
Mmmm. Randolph:
Willy saved your butt. Jesse:
[gets up]
You know what. I don't know why everybody out here has such a big problem with him just because he... Randolph:
Willy doesn't like visitors in his tank. What the heck were you doing out there? Jesse:
[picks up the orca carving from the desk]
Came to say goodbye. Job was almost up. Didn't wanna say goodbye. Randolph:
Well, just maybe. Jesse:
What? Randolph:
Ahh, old Indian stuff. [Randolph gets up and briefly takes the orca carving from Jesse] Randolph:
[examining the carving]
Orcas. Ever look into Willy's eyes? Those eyes discovered the stars long before man was even a whisper on Mother Earth? Can look into a man's soul if they want. [Randolph gives the carving back to Jesse] Randolph:
Willy? He won't look at Rae or me. Maybe he sees you