[from trailer]
[Silver climbs on a tree branch]
Tonto: Something very wrong with that horse.
Tonto: Nice Shot.
John Reid: That was supposed to be a warning shot.
Tonto: In that case, not so good.
John Reid: [On top of the train] That's the end of the line.
Tonto: We jump.
John Reid: What about the passengers?
Tonto: They jump.
John Reid: There are children on board!
Tonto: All jump.
Frank: [as Tonto and John are running down on top of a moving train, they run into Frank at gunpoint] Going somewhere?
Tonto: Yes.
John Reid: [with chained hands in the air & connected to Tonto] No.
Tonto: Yes.
John Reid: No.
Tonto: Yes.
John
Reid: No.
Frank: [shouting] Shut up!
Tonto: [after a pause, Tonto see a mail hook approaching] Yes.
[the mail hook snags John's chains and hauls him and Tonto off]
[from trailer]
John Reid: Why're you taking to that horse? Why am I covered in dirt?
Tonto: I buried you.
John Reid: Why am I alive?
Tonto: [Scorpions covering Tonto and Reid] Nature is definitely...
John Reid: ...out of balance.
[from trailer]
Latham Cole: I want to show you something. From the time of Alexander the Great, no man could travel faster than a horse that carried him. Not anymore. Imagine; time and space, under the mastery of man, power makes emperors and kings... look like fools. Whoever controls this, controls the future.