All language subtitles for Love.Courage.And.The.Battle.Of.Bushy.Run.2024.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC5.1-[YTS.MX]

- Yes?
- You asked to see me, General.

It seems... you've been invited to a ball.

- I really don't have time for...
- For fun?

For leisure.

But you do have time,
Colonel. War with the French and

the Indians is over. Enjoy a
night out. You've earned it.

- The French may have retreated, but...
- Retreated?

They were driven out by the
mighty hand of the King's army.

Peace is a fragile foe.
The natives remain...

The Indians are no
threat without the French.

I've seen to that. They can
no longer trade for powder.

But if the guns they bartered for, or
the French left as they were fleeing...

Won't long be of any value.

Tribes may see that as a
means of disarming them.

My desire is to build
trust, which requires...

Oh, Henry, you've spent far
too much time among them.

It is my most sincere desire
to be back in Britain soon.

You are the one to take my place.

You may handle the
savages any way you wish.

Have them over for dinner, for all I care.

I may have failed to mention that
the ball is at the shipping home.

Anne Willing is in town, Colonel.

As I recall, the two of
you may have had a past.

Last I heard, Anne was in Philadelphia.

I can assure you she is not.

She dropped off the invitation herself.

A very fetching woman.

Fetching indeed.

Captain!

We have company.

Captain!

Should I sound the alarm?

No.

But stay alert.

Yes, sir.

Francis, Jonathan.

Tend your muskets until I say otherwise.

Everything okay, Captain?

I believe so.

Just being cautious.

Boys!

Looks like we have a battle on our hands!

You want to play?

Do you want to play?

For the winner.

Get me a bottle of rum.

It's alright.

I have two children myself.

Come in.

Let them play.

Come in.

How did you not see...

Please no!

Have mercy.

Colonel!

I'll was just talking about your victory in
that nasty little battle outside Sandusky.

In fairness, I was aided by the
Frenchs' poor decision to eat seafood

300 miles from the ocean.

It's always either food or women taking
down the French before I get to them.

Good to see you, gentlemen.

Oh, Henry.

Glad to see you pulled away from your work.

- I'd like to introduce Ben...
- Colonel Bouquet.

Mr. Franklin, always a pleasure.

You know each other?

Well, General, everyone knows Colonel
Bouquet from his exploits with the French.

But I have the additional great
honor of his personal acquaintance,

and I wanted to thank you for
your letter of recommendation.

It has opened doors for me, which
otherwise surely would have been closed.

I cannot thank you enough for
your support of my endeavors.

Letter?

I caution you there are some who will find
my approval a blight on your character.

Mmm, well, quite naturally.

A man with all friends and
no enemies cannot be trusted.

I hope the letter serves you well.

And if you desire anything
of me, anything at all,

please do not hesitate to ask.

General, this man is a
true honor to the Crown

and to the Colony,
as, of course, you are.

Well, my only hope is to
be an honor to England.

In England, very soon.

I will leave this forsaken
land to you and the Colonel.

It is the land of opportunity,
General, that is its appeal.

Perhaps to you.

And yes, she is lovely.

You know, if a lovely lady
like that had her eyes on me,

I would not be chatting with you.

Go.

Oh, Anne. I've met...

Colonel Bouquet, so glad you could make it.

I trust you remember my niece, Anne?

Quite well.

Colonel Bouquet?

Colonel.

Miss Peggy Shippen.

It's been some time, you're growing up.

We're all growing older, Colonel.
Nobody's getting any younger.

Father, Colonel Washington is here.
Would love a moment with you.

I'll be right there.

I'm just glad to see you're back.
Healthy and handsome.

I had heard that you and Colonel Washington

maybe had your differences?

Oh, minor debate.

Well behind us.

He's young.
I hold no grudge.

Glad to hear.

Give George my regards.

I will indeed.

It's good to see you again, Colonel.

Henry.

Henry.

It is delightful to see you as well.

I didn't realize you were in New York.

Yes. I came back when
my grandmother fell ill.

Mrs. Shippen.

Is she better?

She is.
Thank you.

She's very dear to me, as you know.

I remember.

As I recall, it was through her that
you discovered your love of flowers.

And music.

You have quite the memory, Henry.

She always kept fresh gardenias
on her piano in Philadelphia.

Yes.

Although one can't easily find
gardenias here in New York City.

They simply refused to grow
in such inhospitable conditions.

But nothing awakens the
memory like a song and a scent.

I long for those days.

It's music.

The aroma.

Simpler times in my youth.

But those days are gone, Henry.

I'm not a little girl anymore.

And for that I'm most grateful.

I'm sorry things ended the way they did.

I worried about you terribly.

Miss Willing.

Anne.

Anne.

There's no fault of
yours that you seek a

life free from the chaos
war brings a family.

I watched a hundred men die
in a single battle on a single day.

Many right beside me.

Their families will never
see them smile again.

Never feel an embrace.

Wives and mothers grieve for a lifetime.

I could not wish that upon you.

My father always wanted
me to marry a military man.

Men of honor.

Devoted men.

But he could never convince you.

No.

No, I care too deeply
to watch the man I love.

The father of my children vanished to
a battlefield where so many go to die.

But Henry.

The war is over.

And...

here you are.

Very alive.

So, um, tell me, Henry.

Will you be in New York long?

Indefinitely.

Well, then I grant you permission
to see me again tomorrow.

For now...

we dance.

Your dancing is even more
refined than the day I left.

It's a mystery as to why.

It would have nothing to do with all of
the dances with your multitude of suitors.

Truly, I spent most of my days
wandering through the garden.

And ask the good Lord to keep you in
one piece and bring you home safely.

Grateful God above lends an ear
to the fervent prayers of Anne Willey.

What else was I to do, Henry?

A single lady and a
man she adores, tempting

fate on the blood-soaked
fields of Pennsylvania.

So, yes, I danced with a few boys.

Mere boys who come to my door and look
at me like I'm some sort of carnival prize.

Did I leave you with the impression
that you lost me forever, Henry?

[ Knocking at door ]

Mr. and Mrs. Byerly.

I need to talk to you.

Keekyucung?

What are you doing here so late?

Are you alright?

You need to leave.

Tonight.

Um... What are you saying?

Your home is next.

My people will be here tomorrow.

No one will be left alive.

No!

Please.

Be gone by sunrise.

Or you won't live to see another.

Where's Mr. Byerly?

He's...

He's two days out.

He's helping to bury some family's
murdered just a few days ago.

Why would your people do this?

Chief Pontiac.

They are his orders.

My chief and my people argued against it.

We must take part or we will be no more.

We too will be killed.

I beg you.

Take only the children.

Go quickly.

I must return before they find I'm gone.

Keekyucung.
Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Good gracious. What happened to you men?

I'm Ensign George Price from Fort Leboeuf.

Most of these men are from my outpost.

Two are from another.

Both attacked by local Indians.

They took the forts?

They took the munitions,
then burned the forts.

If they haven't been here yet, which I
gather they haven't, they will be soon.

Help our guests.

Water, food, fresh clothing.

Whatever they require.

Thank you, sir.

Captain, more company!

Civilians!

They killed everyone.

Who killed?

They burned them alive.

Please come inside.

You and your baby are safe now.

Find her place to clean up and rest.

Sir...

my name is Gregory Lennox.

I'm a missionary to many of the tribes.

I speak the language of most.

I've been told these attacks are organized.

Who told you this?

The Weers chief.

The Weers took Fort Wee and
Tennant, but they spared the men.

They are a peaceful people.

They have no quarrels with the soldiers.

They were forced to play
a role or be destroyed.

Though they argued against it.

Why is this happening now?

Some of the tribes fear that
with the French now gone,

the British
will seek revenge.

Changes in trade.

No more gunpowder.

To convince them an attack
by the British is imminent.

That is absurd.

Our quarrel was only with the French.

Aye...

I argued as much.

Thank you, Mr. Lennox.

I appreciate what you've told me.

Sir...

The most dominant tribes.

They are in war mode.

They do not intend to spare anyone.

William.

I need you to send two men
out to check on the local families.

If any are willing, offer our
protection and bring them here.

And get me a courier ready for New York.

Yes, sir.

Anne.

There's a fine-looking
gentleman here to see you.

Thank you, Peggy.

Though I wasn't expecting
Henry quite so early.

It's not Colonel Beguet.

It can't be Robert.

That's it.

Robert.

Robert Chambers.

Oh, no.

Is he trouble?

No, he's delightful.

It's just... He's not scheduled
to stop by until tomorrow

when Henry's
arriving this afternoon.

What have you done?

Done nothing!

It's just...

I was sure Henry was
out of my life until...

until he wasn't.

I see both men are a
suitable choice, but you'd

much prefer to spend your time
with Connor Bouquet at the moment.

A wise choice.

Both men are honorable.

No need to panic.

There are ways to handle this.

Smallpox?

Are you sure?

No.

Not at all sure.

Just the early, exceptionally
contagious symptoms.

The doctor says it will be a
week before we know for certain.

That's dreadful.

It is.

You're welcome to see for yourself.

I'd best not.

Please give my regards.

I'll be sure to check on her again
as soon as this is reasonable.

Of course.

You did not tell him that.

I most certainly did.

But it's utterly dishonest.

You, my dear, are
stringing along two fine men.

A paragon of honesty.

You can thank me later.

During the war, I
retreated to this property.

For months, these gardens kept me
company as I prayed for you and your men.

Then the letters stopped.

As the months drifted on, I grew
certain I'd never see you again.

Dear Anne.

After two decades on the field
of battle, I've lost a lot of men.

Some dear friends.

My heart aches for each and every one.

But all of them, from
the first to the last,

could not match the hole
in my heart when I lost you.

Sir, Lieutenant Carson sent
us out to check on some locals.

What did you find?

We discovered homes burned.

Three families murdered, if not more.

Captain, these people
were hacked to pieces.

How many survivors?

Seven.

Women and children only.

Hiding in the woods
came out when we arrived.

We brought them in.

One woman we found along
the way says she knows you.

Captain.

Mrs. Byerly.

Have you seen Andrew?

I haven't. We separated.
Are the children with you?

Yes, they're here.

Andrew was away when we
were warned to leave our home.

Hey, if I may.

There's something else, sir.

Go on.

The crops appear to be abandoned.

No Indian women anywhere.

We rode nearly five miles out.

This territory is all they know.

They would never abandon it.

If they've relocated
the women and children,

it means they're preparing for war.

Our friend, Keekyucung,

he told me that his tribe
was being forced to fight.

He saved our lives.

Then I suspect they will come for us next.

Sooner than later.

And we'd better be ready.

How can I guarantee our safety?

If you fight any longer, you all die.

I have 200 of my brothers here.

You do not have many.

We can do this with more deaths.

Or we can do this with just a few.

A few?

I will take some of your
men for mine who died today.

You've already killed them.

Two soldiers must die for each one warrior.

The men in there say that they
would rather die than give in.

And to be honest,

they don't like Indians very much.

But I do.

And I'm in no mood to die today.

I'd like to propose an agreement.

I want a horse.

I want two guns.

A rifle and a pistol.

I want provisions for three days.

Some furs and two bottles of rum.

For only you?

And after you take a few,

let the rest of my men go.

And after they leave, after
they leave, I want those supplies.

I will convince them not to fight.

And if you give me this assurance,

the rest of your men will live.

What did they say?

If we don't give up the
fort, they will kill us all.

They'll kill us all either way.

No, I don't believe they will.

You didn't agree to our surrender.

You didn't.

We would rather fight and
die here than be tortured.

We cannot hold this fort
any longer. Look at us.

We have no more water.

We haven't eaten in two days.

It doesn't matter.

I know what these savages
do to people who surrender.

We've all heard and seen.

They gave me their word.

They?

Torture. Burn alive. Chop up.

Men, women, children.

I buried the child
remains of three families.

Only a week ago, not far from here.

Probably at the hands of the same
men you're cutting deals with outside!

It has been decided.

What is this?
What are you doing?

We had an agreement!

Where's my horse?

Whatever they told you, Lieutenant!

Don't believe them!

They're going to kill us all!

What is this?

Where are you taking me?

Where is my horse?

Hey, we had an arrangement!

I'm keeping all of your men!

But you can go.

Rarely have I seen a man so
willing to let others die so he can live.

May we meet in battle again.

Anne.

He's out back.

The help believes he lives here now.

Don't be scandalous.

Is everything okay?

Lady Willing.

Everything is simply wonderful.

Walk with me, will you?

Do you know what I adore about you, Henry?

You are a very busy man.

So many people want time with you.

Colonel Henry Bouquet, the war hero.

And the military man.

Plenty of young ladies.

Fathers of those young ladies.

Yet you grant me more time
than I could ever rightly request.

And that's adorable?

Well, certainly.

Men in great demand to often
save little time for matters apart.

For love.

Perhaps.

But there is only one Anne Willing.

I don't take time for just love.

I take time for you.

What is this?

I brought you some flowers.

Brought me some flowers.

I didn't know which would be best.

Roses, daisies, lilies, daffodils.

So many to choose from.

And, like the many traits of Anne Willing,

each charming all by themselves.

Henry, did you?

Gardenias.

I want to stay here all day.

You have as long as you desire.

Colonel Bouquet!

Yes?

Urgent message.

From Captain Ecuyer, sir.

Henry, what is it?

The forts are under attack.

He fears for his men.

My men.

Has General Amherst seen this?

No, sir.

I was told to bring it straight to you.

They said you were here.

I'll take it to the general.

Get some rest.

I'll have a response from General
Amherst's office for you to return.

Yes, sir.

Henry.

There's a dreadful situation
in the area of Fort Pitt.

But the war is over.

I must take this to General Amherst.

Am I to believe a group of primitives

just waltzed in and took
control of two military forts?

Captain Ecuyer is a discerning
and experienced military leader.

I personally chose him to man Fort Pitt.

He would not request help
if the situation were not dire.

Okay, the French are gone
from Pennsylvania and Ohio.

All that's left out there are
clusters of disorganized savages.

With all due respect, General, I have
experienced Indians on the battlefield.

They fight with courage and
intelligence, with or without...

I have ordered the trading post to
stop selling gunpowder to the Indians.

Courage does not supplant firepower.

I'm aware of your order.

They view it as an additional
threat and they no longer trust us.

We aren't the uncivilized ones here.

We have laws.

They also have laws.

They're perhaps different from ours.

Yes.

As they see it in those fallen forts,

they are looking to obtain the materials
you are working to keep from them.

They chose to fight with the French.

It was the French who abandoned
them when they were defeated.

Now they must obey my rules.

It appears they are not.

And I might hasten
to add, if Fort Pitt falls,

it will be an invitation
for the French to return.

Is that what you want?

What?

I have an urgent letter
for Colonel Bouquet,

from Captain Ecuyer.

Another?

So the other was received.

I left a day after the first was sent.

You're bleeding.

Struck by an arrow on the way here.

It glanced off. I'm fine, sir.

Is it true the two forts have fallen?

More than that, General.

What does the letter say?

It confirms the first dispatch.

Indians are torturing and killing settlers,

trying to bait soldiers to intervene.

Ecuyer believes a full
seizure of Fort Pitt is imminent.

Sir, I was struck in
the neck at a full run.

It knocked me off my horse.

How many?

I saw perhaps 50 off in the distance.

I was able to get back on my
horse before they gave chase.

There's too many for a hunting party.

Yes.

And they aren't living in
the middle of the forest.

They're organizing for something.

Fort Pitt.

If Fort Pitt falls,

the whole of the
American colony is in peril.

We have few Royal
American soldiers in the area.

You can have the Highlanders.

I'll take all men available.

Make full preparations for war.

Give me a detailed list
of what else you require.

Colonel Bouquet, I wasn't
expecting to see you.

I'm sorry for arriving unannounced.

My time is short, and I was hoping for
a moment with Anne if she is available.

I'm afraid you missed her.

My dear Peggy,

if you could give this to
Anne when she returns,

I would be in your debt.

I will personally make
sure she receives this.

Colonel, you have friends in high places.

Mr. Benjamin Franklin himself saw the
delivery of these wagons this morning.

Is he still here?

Well, he left shortly after.

Says he can secure more if needed.

And most of the men,
what we could round up,

will be ready to join us in
Carlisle once we get there.

And I'm informed most of
the horses are on their way,

and plenty of cattle and sheep
will be ready to join us en route.

Where are the rest of the Highlanders?

Sir, they are inside the infirmary still.

Why are they not out here assisting?

Dysentery, sir.

A little gift from the tropical islands,

but they'll be ready to kill
Indians on a moment's notice.

Colonel, this is Captain John Graham.

He and his men have just returned
from battles in the Caribbean.

My purpose is not to kill Indians, Captain.

My purpose, our purpose,

is to rescue the citizens of Fort
Pitt by whatever means necessary.

It's a wieldy task, Colonel.

How long until your men
are ready to ship out?

Upon your order, sir.

Very well.

Sir, no disrespect to Captain Graham,

but his optimism is
unmatched by what I saw

of his men and their
trips to the Latrine.

Add more wagons to carry
those that need the assistance.

Colonel, this is Lieutenant James Dow.

At your service, sir.

He fought with me the
last five years alongside

Colonel Washington
and Colonel Armstrong.

I highly recommend he
lead the advance guard.

I've heard word of you, Lieutenant.

We usually reserve the advance
guard command for someone a bit...

unbalanced.

That would be me, sir.

That's what I heard.

I can vouch for that, sir.

I've seen the man bite the head off
a lizard for taking his seat on a log.

Then it is decided.

Lieutenant, I'm also
searching for sharpshooters,
if you have any among your men.

I have several highly
trained with a long rifle, sir.

Excellent.

Let's see what they can do.

Boys!

There is no fruit larger than a
watermelon for you to take shots at.

And I cannot afford a steer.

This is the largest target available.

Unless I decide to put
one of you upon a stool.

Hit it!

You just died on the battlefield, Kenner.

Now, I am forced to write a
very sad letter to your mother.

I do not want to write a
letter to your mother, Kenner.

NEXT!

I assure you, these men, the
ones I know, can hit these targets.

I'm seeing a lack of desire.

Indeed.

They are aware that sharpshooters
stay back during heavy action.

They want to fight.

I recruit fighters.

Skilled men who prefer
to get their hands dirty.

Keep them here.

I'll be back shortly.

Gentlemen.

Which one of you would like to
have tea with those lovely ladies?

Top three shooters get to join them.

They've been coming
in since before sunrise.

Most have stories I don't wish to retell.

We need to go out there and help them.

We can't.

How can you say that?

With a heavy heart, Lieutenant.

The only way to defeat
us is outside these walls.

They outnumber us ten to one.

Everything they are doing
is to try and draw us out.

These civilians are mere bait.

And I'd rather fight for them and die.

Leave here and you will certainly die.

If they diminish our numbers,

they will take this fort and
kill everyone inside as well.

And your death will have
accomplished nothing.

We can't last in here forever.

Then pray help is on the way.

You summoned me, Colonel.

I did.

When we reach Carlisle, we'll be
adding troops, animals and material.

And we'll be training for bush fighting.

Ah, yes.

What I signed up for.

I know your men are of
considerable experience, but
many of the others are lacking.

And when we depart Carlisle,

the danger increases with every step.

I can help train,

if that's what you're getting at.

I want every man able
to fight with a tomahawk.

A tomahawk?

I knew I was going to love this war.

Continue on.

I wasn't expecting to hear from you again.

If I were to advise a lady in my position,

I'd tell her to run.

Close this door, lock it.

Take her heart where it can
be protected from such pain.

And your heart is telling me?

My heart is deceitful, Henry.

I'm here because all of the evidence tells
me that Colonel Bouquet is a great man.

A great man cannot
abandon their purpose in life.

No matter the pain left behind.

- Anne, if I believed anyone
else could do this...
- They can't.

You and I know that.

I traveled here to bring you this.

To remember me and the
world you have back here.

Perhaps it will bring you
comfort on a dreadful day.

It will remain with me
through every battle.

Return to me, Henry.

Return to me alive.

Captain!

There's someone come...

Take your post!

Hold your fire!

Anybody else hit?

Waste no powder or lead.

They want us firing at the trees.

Do not acquiesce!

I have a shot.

Take it.

WATER ON STRUCTURE FIVE!

FIRE!

Men onto structure five!

Keep them at a distance if necessary.

Captain.

I think they're gone.

How is she?

Arrow's out.

Stopped the bleeding.

Did they put out the fire?

Thanks to you, they did.

Well done.

How many more of these can we survive?

However many they offer.

Until help comes.

If help comes.

Sir, there's nobody...

One more move boys...
your mothers all get a letter.

I do not want to write
a letter to your mother.

That, my fellow soldiers, was
just a wee bit of the sounds of war.

That invites confusion, and
confusion has blinded them.

And you're just as likely to shoot
me in that confusion as an enemy.

So, confusion is not good.

So don't fire until...

and unless you know where
the sound is coming from.

Now that we've got your attention,
let's back out of here and try that again.

How'd they do?

Well, exactly as you predicted.

Gentlemen.

War does not arrive like your sweet woman.

With a soft touch, reassuring
voice and a cold drink.

War... comes at you
like a pack of wolves...

who awake you in the night.

Teeth...

crunching down on your legs.

Preparation...

is all that stands
between you and the wolves.

You are about to fight an enemy
that has no rules of engagement.

Only tactics developed over centuries
of fighting where we will soon venture.

Do not underestimate them.

I brought an old friend here to help you.

His name is Robert Rogers.

Lend him your ears.

I am Robert Rogers.

I will not be joining
you on your mission...

but some of my best men will.

And...

you are in the most ablest of hands.

There is no better leader
in all of the colonies...

than Colonel Bouquet.

Dear God, man.

How do you have a question already?
I'm one breath in.

Sorry, sir.

Are you...

the Robert Rogers of
the Queen's Rangers?

Shut up and listen, boy.

Any more stupid questions?

Early on... like you...

I was trained to
fight a dignified enemy.

In a dignified manner.

That training...

is of no use on your road ahead.

It is a death sentence.

The Indian...

does not play by those rules.

This...

this is the world's best shield.

No lead ball can get through her...

lest blasted by a cannon.

And the Indian, knows
how to use her well.

You.

The lad filled with premature questions.

Fasten your bayonet.

I want to show you
men, what will happen...

if you charge toward the forest...

like a good British soldier would.

Charge me... as
you've been trained.

Come now.

Come now.

You will charge your enemy, like
a schoolgirl holding a candlestick?

These are not school moms
you'll be facing out there.

They are skilled men...

with ice in their veins...

who will not be satisfied...

simply killing you.

The quickly dead will be the lucky ones.

If you get sloppy on that battlefield...

you'll find both your
legs broken backward.

Your shooting arm cut off at the elbow.

And the savage drinking
your blood as it pours...

from your gaping midsection...

while...

you are still alive.

Feeling all the pain...

but unable to move.

Charge me again.

Do not be concerned that you might
be the one to kill Robert Rogers.

Many a dead man
have fantasized the same.

Charge me!

You, sir... are dead.

It's quick...

it's quiet...

and the savage...

vanishes back into the trees
unharmed, and one scalp heavier.

You spent your careers...

fighting in fields...

If you do not learn
how to fight in the trees,

your career will
end in a matter of days.

You fire 50 rounds...

here...

you likely kill none.

But...

50 rounds or more
will come back.

Many striking their
targets while you reload.

Our goal, is to get them
to come out of the trees

and face your bayonets.

It will not be easy...

but it is possible.

Fasten your bayonets, boys.

It's time to get close to the trees.

We'll do the best we can, Colonel.

No. We don't scalp.

We fight a brutal fight.
We leave with dignity.

Quite a throw, soldier.

Colonel, there's a volunteer
here says he knows you.

Mr. Byerly...

what brings you to Carlisle?

They took my family.

Who?

I assume the Lenape Indians.

They burned my homestead to the ground...

and my family is missing, Colonel.

And Lord willing, they're alive...

I want to help rescue them.

You lived in peace with
the Lenape for years.

Yes, we have.

You would be a welcome addition
to any military commander.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Colonel, there's somebody else who
made it to Carlisle you should meet.

You gave up Fort Benangar?

Sir, they conquered Fort Benangar.

And you're the sole survivor?

They took all of us.

They stormed the fort...

and got in.

What could I have done?

We were surrounded by
500 Indians... if not more.

I didn't want to surrender.

I wanted to fight to the death.

How did you escape?

Late at night, I cut the
rope with a sharp rock...

and I made my escape.

But where were your men at the time?

Dead.

They killed them and made me watch.

Planned to kill me the next day.

There was nothing you could do.

If I could, I'd kill
every last one of them.

Well, you're a lucky man, Lieutenant.

I believe I am, yes, sir.

Because you're going to get your wish.

My wish?

To kill the Indians.

I'm taking you with me to Fort Pitt.

We need more men like you.

Men who know the territory.

Who can escape when
escape seems impossible.

Who are willing to fight to the death.

Sir, I would love to.

Truly, nobody wants to
get out there more than me.

But the doctors here say that
I'm not yet healthy enough to fight.

Once again, a lucky man.

We don't expect to fight right away.

You should be plenty
ready by the time we do.

Colonel, one more thing.

Some of the troops I was
counting on did not make it here.

In truth, we should not be
leaving here with under 3,000 men.

In the final count, we'll
be lucky to have 500.

Some with little or no experience.

Be that as it may, we have no more time.

Colonel, will Lieutenant
Gordon really be joining us?

Yes, but put him in charge of no man.

You don't trust him?

To sever a rope from
your wrist with a rock

requires an extraordinary
amount of friction.

Yet his wrists are unblemished.

No.

I do not trust him.

Are you Colonel Bouquet?

I am.

My name is Regina Leininger.

My daughter was taken
years ago by one of the tribes.

And you believe she's still alive?

With all my heart.

The authorities say
there's nothing they can do, but,

I am told you are a man of action.

I believe you will find her.

I'm a soldier.

I fight wars.

You are more than that.

You must be more than that.

I will consider your request.

You are my only hope.

Men of the Black Watch.

Seventy-seventh Highlanders.

Royal Americans and Royal Artillery.

You have been training
for an enemy that

awaits you now but a
short distance from here.

Along the way, you will see
why we have traveled so far.

Families have been decimated.

You will see things no man should see.

Many of those settlers have been
murdered and their children abducted.

The rest, the survivors, are now hiding.

And they wait for you.

They are praying you will come soon
and rescue them from their nightmare.

You carry on your shoulders a
burden no man so young should carry.

But it is your burden still.

It is my burden too.

Together, we will march
into the teeth of the enemy.

Our destination is Fort Pitt.

I can hear the cries from
that land, pleading for help.

Men of the Black Watch.

77th Highlanders.

Royal Americans and Royal Artillery.

You can hear it too.

Together, we run towards the cries.

And we will liberate our kin.

It is my honor to lead you.

Prepare your men.

Aye, sir!

Advance!

Put on your fancy weapons, boys!

We're going to the ball!

Colonel...

How forthright do you want me to be?

Tell them the truth.

Gentlemen.

This is my dear friend,
Lieutenant Lewis Ourry.

The man in charge of nearby Fort Bedford.

You are my leaders as
we enter into this battle.

With the help of Major Campbell,

I've chosen each of you for this very time.

Lieutenant Ourry knows
the area we will soon enter...

as well as anyone.

So I've requested he meet
us before we go further west.

Gentlemen.

Things have changed quite a
bit just beyond our boundary here.

I've sent three couriers to Fort Pitt.

And none have reached it.

My men found two of them halfway there.

I no longer allow my men
to travel west for any reason.

No.

I have faith.

Faith that you shall
succeed in this mission.

However...

If you have any messages
that you would like to get to

your family members, put
them in order this evening.

Give them to me.

And I will make sure that your family
receives them should you fail to return.

I shall keep them here until
and unless I hear otherwise.

Tell your men the same.

I remember when we were little
and we'd pretend to be soldiers.

Yes.

Some days we'd fight the French,

some days we'd fight the Indians.

I don't remember pretending to
stand on a platform day after day

staring at our enemies
who were staring at us.

Real soldier isn't as fun as fake soldier.

Shhhh...

You hear that?

All I hear are birds.

That's what I'm talking about.

When's the last time you heard birds?

A trap?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Find two volunteers to ride out.

Who's daft enough to
volunteer for that duty?

Sometimes I hate being your friend.

Yeah, well, try being me.

I don't gotta worry.

Nothing.

All morning.

For weeks I could look out and see Indians.

Always at least one somewhere,

even if off in the distance.

Keep looking.

They can't be gone.

They've got to know how low we are on food.

Perhaps another ploy
to somehow draw us out.

I don't believe that is the case.

Why not?

For one thing,

for the first time in two months,

we have a clear path to that walnut tree.

The last thing they do
is give us access to food.

Even a little.

Then where are they?

Colonel, something you
need to see up ahead.

Do you have children?

Two, sir.

Don't go in there.

Look who I found waking
up from a bump on the head.

You speak English?

Only one way to find out.

No!

Not under my command.

What have you done?

No prisoners.

We have to take no prisoners.

I saw the message from
General Amherst myself.

I am in charge on this mission.

I could have you hanged
for disobeying orders.

Sir, he is not human.

You saw yourself what
he did to that family in there.

Some of these families are breaking the law

by settling beyond the boundary.

If I had my choice,

they would be facing a military
trial for what they have done.

With all due respect, sir,

it doesn't justify what's happened in here.

No, it doesn't.

But all different kinds of men
are capable of merciless terror

when their backs are against the wall.

Do not fool yourself into thinking

you are more righteous than they.

Get some men to help you bury the bodies.

Nobody with children.

I have no regrets.

Start digging.

He said nobody with children.

You are going to bury the Indian.

Sir!

They are back, Indians.

Hayes and Jeffrey.

They are gone, sir.

Completely gone.

We saw where they set
up camp for the past month.

Actually, several camps.

They have abandoned the area.

What do you think they're up to?

Water reserves are low.

Bushy Run is a mile up ahead,

where water is plentiful.

Beyond that, we face a
treacherous stretch of land

through very dense forest.

A path barely wide enough for the wagons.

Perfect.

Exactly what our enemy loves.

We will be unable to
see them in those trees.

Which is why we will travel that
section in the cover of darkness.

By the time they organize,

we'll be passed with
them back in open fields.

Graham, take your men ahead to assist Dow.

Campbell, shore up the flank.

Highlanders, with haste!

Go, go, go!

Battle ready!

Shore up the flank!

Battle ready!

Prepare for battle!

Go with Latrine!

I'm not fighting. I'm just a
driver. I'm not here to fight.

Then I suggest you hide.

Grab one and follow me.

Keep them coming.

I want this entire circle
pile as high as it can go.

From here and around there.

Welcome to the front.

I hope you brought more than just yourself.

The men don't run as fast as the horse.

They'll be here.

Good thing I didn't wait
for you to shoot them.

What are you doing?

Saving your arse.

Better hurry.

We're out of weapons.

It might be time to
ditch the jacket Colonel,

it's making you a rather popular target.

Indeed it is.

Sharpshooters!

In the trees!

There!

Anybody ever tell you
you run like a lizard?

No, you're the first.

It's a vile creature.

War.

I know what I stand up for.

It is an honor to have you here.

Water.

All these men were
extremely thirsty, Colonel.

Captain.

We are all out of water.

Well, there is a stream.

Just down the rise.

To the south.

Where the enemy now resides.

I can get there.

No hope to get back alive.

We have no choice.

The rest of the fighting
men are also without water.

Give it to my men before me.

We will get you out of this.

And get you all water.

Can I borrow that hat?

Lord help us.

Give it to the others.

I mean, there is more.

I'll believe that when I see it.

I'll be back.

I've found a path.

It's narrow.

But it's there.

I have a pretty good idea
of the situation we're in.

Our odds are unrealistic.

Any of us would be alive 24 hours from now.

Why not take a chance and give these men

a tiny reprieve from their suffering?

Hold him.

I've heard it hurts more
coming out than going in.

I'm afraid you heard correctly.

To His Excellency, Sir Geoffrey Amherst.

I intended to have halted
today at Bushy Run,

a mile beyond this camp.

But at one o'clock this afternoon,

we were suddenly attacked.

The Indians exerted themselves
with uncommon resolution.

They were constantly repulsed with loss.

We also suffered considerably.

Our loss in men, including
rangers and drivers,

exceeds 60 killed or wounded.

The action lasted until night.

And we expect to begin again at daybreak.

Whatever our fate may be,

I thought it necessary to give Your
Excellency this early information.

I fear insurmountable difficulty in
protection and transporting our provision.

We are greatly weakened by the
losses of this day in men and horses.

Our situation is truly deplorable.

I cannot sufficiently
acknowledge the constant

assistance I have received
from Major Campbell

during this long action.

Nor express my admiration of the
cool and steady behaviour of the troops,

who did not fire a shot without orders.

The conduct of the officers
is much above my praises.

I have the honour to be with great men.

Henry Bouquet

I have been in many battles.

Some parts of the world I
didn't even know existed.

Long ago I made peace with the idea that

one day one of these
battles would be my last.

And I have not felt the power of
that sentiment so close as I do now.

Not even the presence of the
great Colonel Henry Bouquet

dampens the feeling.

Tomorrow I will meet my maker.

From what I can tell, we're
seeing a U-shape attack set up.

The open area, the top
of the U, is behind us.

They can clearly see
we're at a disadvantage.

They are trying to lure
us into a retreat here.

But they won't let us escape.

You are correct.

They will pursue us until
every man is finished.

We were easy targets
when we were on the run.

But they are also easy
targets when giving chase.

If...

we are not truly in retreat.

We need them to believe we
are abandoning the battlefield.

Just as they seek.

But we will not run.

We will turn and we will face them.

And you and your men will
circle back around behind us all.

There is a small hill on the map.

But I have not seen it
from our vantage point.

Do you know it?

Yes.

Quite well.

It's ideal cover.

You can circle it unseen in no time.

Campbell, on my command,

take the first two light infantry companies

fighting on the perimeter and
pull them back into the circle.

Won't that leave our flanks razor thin?

Indeed.

They will see it too.

And it will give them the
confidence I hope to instill.

With all due respect, Colonel.

If those flanks collapse,
they'll split our caravan in two.

A recipe for capture.

I and my men do not fear death.

But I will not let them be
taken prisoner and tortured.

Skinned alive.

Captain, you are correct.

This maneuver puts us at
heightened risk of capture.

It is the only hope I can see a victory.

Of leaving here with breath in our lungs.

And should we fail today, we are
not the only ones who will perish.

The men and women and children of Fort Pitt

will experience the hell you speak of now.

Settling for a quick death is
not something we can abide.

If we move quickly, I believe
we can surround them.

To lure them out of those trees,

they must believe we are injured prey.

They will give chase.

And when you see us,

turn to face them.

To form a wall against them.

Set your men free to
attack from their rear.

I have seen this before.

When this enemy is certain
they have a fleeing prey,

they shed their guns.

They prefer to kill us with tomahawks.

At that moment,

the advantage is ours.

Bayonet has a greater reach
than a tomahawk in a close battle.

Trail after Campbell and his men,

with one more light infantry.

When his men close in,

take your men into
the trees on the far side.

The enemy who managed to escape our trap

will exit back toward their camp,

set up and wait for them there.

Aye, sir.

Make sure your men
understand what we are doing.

We must not move

until they close in.

My dearest Anne,

this assignment will be my last.

Whether by victory or defeat.

I fear there are great
odds against my mission.

But soldiers are not governed by odds.

I write to you
today, Anne, for this.

You have been a light in my life.

If I should die on the battlefield,
know that I see my life as full.

God has given me many victories,

and God has given me love.

Some find neither.

You have made my life complete.

I am eternally grateful

for the time we shared.

Your humble servant,

Henry.

Fall back! Fall back!

Fall back! Fall back!

Give them cover!

Now.

Move back!

Retreat!

Now!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Charge!

It's over.

You'll never thirst again, my friend.

Henry.

I don't think I've ever seen
you without a formal coat on.

Turns out I only take it
off when it gets shot upon.

Mrs. Byerly?

Have you seen Andrew?

Phoebe!

Phoebe!

Oh, God, Lord, I love you.

I believed I lost you.

Where are the children?

They're here.

They're here, too.

You requested to see me, sir.

I did.

I wanted to ask more about what
happened the night your fort fell.

Of course.

Wait.

Oh, you've noticed
Ensign James Lott is here.

Turns out he survived
the attack at Fort Fenanger.

He was found alive and
unable to move outside your fort

and if Lott weren't still
suffering from a fractured neck,

the result of a tomahawk blow,

he would probably
kill you, right now.

Do you care to revise your story?

Sir, we had no hope.

Yet you, the officer in
charge, were the only survivor.

Well, except for Lott,

whom you left for dead.

They went back on their agreement.

So there was an agreement, after all.

They were to let the men go.

Where is my horse?

That's what you shouted!

There!

Where is my horse?

Sir, sir, sir, I tried.

Truly, I tried.

We had no hope.

There was nothing I could do.

We were all going to die.

You remain a lucky man, Lieutenant Gordon.

I am.

I-I-I do.

You do.

Your men likely suffered greatly.

Tortured through the night.

Perhaps into the next day.

You, on the other hand, will die quickly.

With a noose around your neck.

Take him out of my sight.

Yes, sir.

Please, sir. Please! Please!

Please! No, no, no! Please, sir!

Please! Please!

So, what now for the valiant Colonel
soon to be promoted in Rebouquet?

Back to New York?

I need to see my men healthy.

Help them find their way home.

But there's still some
business to tend to here.

Business?

In these parts,

you defeated the enemy.

What possible business is left out here?

I am an ally when it comes to punishing
those who willfully violate the treaty.

The settlers who cross into your
territory are indeed committing a crime.

I've witnessed the homes
you have burnt to the ground.

I've seen the charred bodies
of men, women and children.

I have seen my men and
your warriors die at battle.

How long must this go on?

Where will it end?

It ends here.

The terms are mine and they are simple.

Return every kidnapped person,
military and civilian that you have taken.

All of them.

And we will have peace.

Those are the terms you
can take back to your people.

You have twelve days.

We will take a council.

If the captives are not returned
in twelve days to Fort Pitt,

I will bring my men and more
and we will wipe out your tribes.

And chief, I'm keeping
you for the duration.

If the men, women and children

are not returned at the end
of that time, I start with you.

I believe that you, too,
want this destruction to end.

I need you to understand
some things about your

loved ones who have
been taken over the years.

Particularly those abducted at a young age.

They will be here shortly, but
some of them you will not recognise.

Some of them will not recognise you.

In rare cases, they did
not want to be returned.

In many cases, the Indian
captor did not enslave them.

And your children have, over time,
accepted that they have a new family.

Integrating back into society
and into your family will take time.

I beg of you, be patient.

Grandfather.

Jason.

Grandfather.

Where are ma and pa.

There are so many.

Some don't even remember
their original names.

Andrew.

Andrew.

He has no memory of his
parents or the English language.

Who are you?

I'm Pastor Gregory Lennox.

I've gotten to know this young man.

That's my boy, I know it.

Debuoyantam.

Awan.

Chibaba.

Keem. Ondine.

Apeechee.

Oshakenawe.

Tade.

Thank you, Colonel.

Thank you.

How long had it been?

22 months.

Well, she looks healthy.

She does.

Thank you.

You've not found the child you seek?

No, Colonel. She is not here.

How long has she been gone?

Nine years.

Your sister?

Yeah.

I escaped after years of living with them.

We'd been separated upon a capture.

You might not recognize her.

Is there a birthmark that
could help identify her?

A scar?

She was unblemished.

Thank you for your time, sir.

A dear friend once told me...

Two things that awaken your memory
above all else are scent and song.

Is there a scent you might have on
you that could awaken her memory?

A flower from her childhood?

Perfume?

A song.

I sing a hymn to my children every
night as they lay down to sleep.

I sing myself to sleep for four
years while I was with them.

I sing that song, Mama,
softly, every night.

Sing it.

♪ Alone, yet not alone am I. ♪

♪ Though this is solitude so drear, ♪

♪ I feel my saviour away. ♪
♪ He comes down every heart. ♪

Mom! Mom!

A messenger delivered this, Ma’am.

You came back to me alive, Henry.
You came back.

I fought my last war.
May it be that way for all of us.