Harry... if I win, she lives. If I lose, believe me... she'll feel less pain than any of...

John Singing Rock:

[praying over his medicine circle]
Gitche Manitou, hear me. Hear me and protect me. Harry Erskine:
[as Karen Tandy opens her eyes]
John, look! John Singing Rock:
Who are you? Where do you come from? Misquamacus:
[speaking through Karen Tandy]
I am mightier than you. Your medicine is of no consequence. John Singing Rock:
What is your name? Misquamacus:
My name... Misquamacus. Leave the whites, little brother from the plains. Do not help them... or die. Harry Erskine:
John, what's the matter? What... what is it? John Singing Rock:
It's Misquamacus. The greatest medicine man of all. He turned rivers, made storms. Mountains rose at his command. No spirit ignored him. No demon denied him. Dr. Jack Hughes:
My God! John Singing Rock:
Your God won't help you. Nothing in your Christian world will help. Not prayers, not holy water. Not the weight of a thousand of your churches. Harry Erskine:
What about that circle of sand? John Singing Rock:
He's sure to break it. I only hope it holds him long enough for me to fight him. Harry Erskine:
Oh, great. You're gonna play King of the Mountain with that Mixmaster! What about Karen? John Singing Rock:
Harry... if I win, she lives. If I lose, believe me... she'll feel less pain than any of us