James Bowie: [about Crockett's coonskin cap] What happened to your cap? Crawl away?
Davy Crockett: No, I only wear it when it's extra cold. The truth is, I only started wearing that thing... because of that fella in that play they did about me. People expect things.
James Bowie: Sometimes... it's just the way you say things, Travis. That's all. I swear to God.
Issac Millsaps: So, Davy, all your Indian fightin'... you ever get into a scrape like this?
Davy Crockett: I was never in but one real scrape in my life, fella.
Issac Millsaps: Yeah, but you was in the Red Stick war.
Davy Crockett: Yeah, it's true, I was in that. I sure was. I was just about your age when it broke out. The Creeks, uh, boxed up about 400 or 500 people at Fort Mims and, uh, massacred every one of 'em. 'Course this was big news around those parts, so I up and joined the volunteers. I did a little scoutin', but mostly I, I just fetched in venison for the cook fire, things of that nature. Well, we caught up with those redskins at Tallushatchee, surrounded the village, come in from all directions. Wasn't much of a fight, really. We just shot 'em down like dogs. Finally... what Injuns was left, they crowded into this little cabin. They wanted to surrender... but this squaw, she loosed an arrow and killed one of the fellas, and then we shot her, And then we set the cabin on fire. We could hear 'em screamin' for their gods in there. We smelled 'em burnin'. We'd had nary to eat but parched corn since October. And the next day, when we dug through the ashes, we found some potaters from the cellar. They'd been cooked by that grease that run off them Indians. And we ate till we nearly burst. Since then... you pass the taters and I pass 'em right back.
Davy Crockett: If it was just me, simple old David from Tennessee, I might drop over that wall some night, take my chances. But that Davy Crockett feller... they're all watchin' him.
William Travis: In a few days, all of Texas will know of our situation.
James Bowie: Tell me, Buck, in Alabama, precisely how many is "a few"?
Antonio Lopez de Santa Ana: [in Spanish] Move this battery forward!
Mexican Lieutenant: Excelencia, with all due respect for your safety, Davy Crockett is in the Alamo.
David Crockett: [about his defeat in the Congressional election] I told them, 'You can go to Hell, I'm goin' to Texas!'
James Bowie: I don't deserve mercy. I do deserve a drink. You got anything stronger than water?
William Travis: I don't drink, Jim, you know that. I gamble, go to whores, run off on wives... but drinking, I draw the line.
James Bowie: You know, if you live five more years, you might just be a great man.
William Travis: I think I will probably have to settle for what I am now.
Davy Crockett: Since then you pass the taters, and I'll pass 'em right back...
Antonio Lopez de Santa Ana: If we are not successful, our grandchildren and their grandchildren will beg for crumbs from the Americans!
Antonio Lopez de Santa Ana: Without blood, without tears, there's no glory.
David Crockett: [Crockett is about to be executed by the Mexicans] You tell the general I'm willing to discuss the terms of surrender. You tell him; if he'll order his men to put down their weapons and line up, I'll take them to Sam Houston and I'll try my best to save most of them. That said; Sam's a mite twitchy, so no promises.
Sam Houston: [responding to why he is continuing to retreat] In 1815, Napoleon escaped from Elba. He moved swiftly to consolidate before the Grand Alliance could move against him. Wellington, with fewer men, retreated ahead of Napoleon, forcing Napoleon to chase him through Belgium. Wellington had a vision of a battlefield, he did not know where it was, but he knew he would know it when he saw it. He continued moving waiting for that ground and for Napoleon to make a mistake. Gentlemen, I do not consider myself to be Wellington; Santa Ana, however, considers himself to be Napoleon - the Napoleon of the West. I will continue to retreat gentlemen, until I find the ground in my vision and, when Santa Ana makes his mistake, I will attack.
Sam Houston: Captain Seguin, your men will remain behind to guard the camp. Things will get confusing out there with men shooting any Mexican they see.
Juan Seguin: General Houston; you ordered me to stay here and I obeyed. This is our fight too.
Sam Houston: Very well. Join Sherman on the left.
William Travis: Colonel, I became a little heated with you in front of your men. It was ill-advised and not terribly professional.
James Bowie: Don't worry about it. Most of my men didn't even understand the words you were using.
William Travis: Take that ball to Captain Dickinson. We can reuse it.
Sgt. William Ward: You'll be picking that up yourself.
William Travis: I have here pieces of paper, letters from politicians and generals, but no indication of when, or if help will arrive. Letters not worth the ink committed to them. I fear that no one is coming. Texas has been a second chance for me. I expect that might be true for many of you as well. It has been a chance not only for land and riches, but also to be a different man. I hope a better one. There have been many ideas brought for in the past few months of what Texas is, and what it should become. We are not all in agreement. But I'd like to ask each of you what it is you value so highly that you are willing to fight and possibly die for. We will call that Texas. The Mexican army hopes to lure us into attempting escape. Almost anything seems better than remaining in this place, penned up. If, however, we force the enemy to attack, I believe every one of you will prove himself worth ten in return. We will not only show the world what patriots are made of, but we will also deal a crippling blow to the army of Santa Anna. If anyone wishes to depart under the white flag of surrender, you may do so now. You have that right. But if you wish to stay here with me in the Alamo, we will sell our lives dearly.
David Crockett: I wanna warn you all, I'm a screamer...
[screams as he is executed by Mexican soldiers]
Juan Seguin: [Houston is preparing to meet with the Texas Congress] They are gonna want you humble, General.
Sam Houston: I humble myself before God and there the list ends.
William Travis: One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name.