Henry Sturgess: I'd like you to chop this tree down, in a single swing.
Abraham Lincoln: That tree? It's got to be more than a foot across. That's impossible.
Henry Sturgess: But it isn't a tree. It's what you hate most in the world. So tell me, Mr. Lincoln: what do you hate?
Abraham Lincoln: I hate Jack
Barts.
Henry Sturgess: [motions to the tree] Then strike him down.
[Abe swings, chopping into the tree, but fails to cut it down]
Henry Sturgess: Well, clearly you don't hate him that much. What do you *really* hate?
Abraham Lincoln: [swings, but again the tree stays upright] I hate that my mother was taken away.
Henry Sturgess: Inadequate.
Abraham Lincoln: [swings] I hate that we were afraid.
Henry Sturgess: And?
Abraham Lincoln: [swings] That my mother, father, everyone that we knew, lived in fear!
Henry Sturgess: Pathetic.
Abraham Lincoln: [swings] I hate that I was
too small!
Henry Sturgess: Weak.
Abraham Lincoln: Yes!
Henry Sturgess: And that you failed.
Abraham Lincoln: Yes!
Henry Sturgess: To protect her.
Abraham Lincoln: Yes!
Henry Sturgess: That you... Let her die.
[With a roar,
Abe swings, chopping straight through the trunk of the tree and toppling it to the ground. Abe looks stunned]
Henry Sturgess: Power, Lincoln, *real* power, comes not from hate, but from truth.
Henry Sturgess: [about the weapons] So, Abe... which one takes your fancy?
Abraham Lincoln: Actually, I haven't had the best luck with shooting irons.
[catches sight of an axe on a stump outside]
Abraham Lincoln: But... I was a rail splitter.
Abraham Lincoln: [after Henry has saved Abraham and Will from falling train] Thank you, Henry. I suppose... some vampires CAN be trusted.
Henry Sturgess: As can some men, Abraham.
[pauses]
Henry Sturgess: If the train was a decoy, where is the silver?
Will Johnson: This isn't the only railroad.
Abraham Lincoln: [Henry nods, Abraham grins knowingly] A wise man once taught me... always have a contingency plan.
[from trailer]
Henry Sturgess: If vengeance is all you seek, you will never be able to save mankind. Fight this war with me, not for one man but for the whole world... Mr President.
Adam: [after Lincoln's attempt to help the slaves] Bravo, Mr. Lincoln! Bravo. You're even better then I've heard. A shame to sacrafice so many of my best men... but I needed to know if you were up to the task.
Abraham Lincoln: [being held down by Vadoma] What do you want with me?
Adam: To see you liberated. To see you rise up and
destroy your oppressor.
Abraham Lincoln: [angrily] That's interesting coming from a slave owner!
Adam: Men have enslaved each other... since they invented gods to forgive them for doing it.
Jack Barts: Did you strike my friend here?
Thomas Lincoln: He was beating my son!
Jack Barts: Did you strike him, Lincoln?
Thomas Lincoln: They're not slaves and you know it.
Jack Barts: I suggest you get back to your work before you find yourself led away in chains.
Nancy Lincoln: Until every man is free, we are all slaves.
Adam: We are all slaves to something. I, to eternity. You, to you convictions. Others, to the color of their skin.
Will Johnson: [entering the store, with his back to Lincoln] A stock boy reading a law book. What? Studying to be a lawyer?
Abraham Lincoln: As a matter a fact, I am.
Will Johnson: Alright, what about a little test? What's the law for free slaves in the north?
Abraham Lincoln: According to the Fugitive Slave
Act of 1793, Enforcing Article 4, Section 2 of the United States Constitution: "All runaway slaves must be returned to their owners." However, personal liberty laws state that: "Anyone born free cannot be taken under this act."
Will Johnson: [turning slowly] I heard a good woman once say, "Until we are all free, we're all slaves."
Abraham Lincoln: Do you really want the truth, Mary?... Each and every night I go out... hunting vampires.
Mary Todd Lincoln: [after a moment of silence] Well, how do you hunt these vampires?
Abraham Lincoln: With an axe... a special silver axe, of course.