All language subtitles for 13 - The Ruth Marshal Story

You know,
I wonder why them wolves

make more noise
when the Major's away.

What's the matter, Charlie?
You gettin' scared?

Not exactly, but I just
don't like wolves, that's all.

Well, Charlie,
after all these years,

I'm never quite sure still
whether it's an Indian or a wolf.

You still shovin' off
in the morning, Flint?

Daybreak.

You think that you can really
find Marshall's daughter?

Well, you know the story about
the woman who lives with the Sioux.

Who knows?

I know, but, Flint,

that child disappeared
11 years ago.

Even if they did have her, they
wouldn't tell you, would they?

We're at peace with the Sioux.
They might.

Yeah, but even being at peace
with the Sioux, it's not easy.

You know, Red Cloud's a real
touchy enemy and a lot touchier friend.

Well, maybe this
is his friendly week.

Remember, Flint, we're only
gonna be here three days

repairin' this outfit
and no longer.

Oh, don't worry about me.
I'll get back.

How does he figure
to go out there

and find a girl
that's been lost for 11 years?

You know, Charlie,
he might just get lucky.

Yeah.

Hey, where's the Major?

He told me not to tell you

because you're a big
blabbermouth

and you talk too much.

Good morning, Mr. Marshall.

I haven't been able
to sleep all night.

Please let me go with you.

I'm sorry.
I can travel faster alone.

I won't hold you back,
and if you should...

Mr. Marshall, the Sioux
in this territory

get around pretty well.

Now, if I'm gonna get
to Red Cloud,

it's because
he wants me to get to him.

I have to go alone.

I was tryin'
to persuade McCullough

to let me go with him.

Well, it's up to Flint to
decide how he wants to travel.

Oh, I know it's dangerous but...

Mr. Marshall, how did you expect to find
your daughter when you came out here?

Well, I... I didn't know,

but when I found out a white
woman was with the Sioux,

I felt I had to come out
and try to do something.

I thought I could size up
the situation

and then decide what to do.

There's your situation.
Right out there.

Miles and miles of wilderness.

A lot of Indian tribes.

They don't have much love
for the white man.

I think I know that even
better than you, Mr. Hawks.

My daughter
was eight years old when...

My wife's picture.

She was in her early 20s
when it was made.

Ruth favored her as a child.

Maybe it will help.
I don't know.

She's a beautiful woman.

She was the most
beautiful creature

that ever walked
the face of the Earth,

and she was murdered
in these hills by the Sioux.

I know how you feel,
Mr. Marshall. I'll do my best.

It's so hard to say
what all this means to me.

Well, we know what
it means to you.

But just don't get your hopes
built up too high.

Aw, so many memories.

So many scalding memories.

We were only five wagons.

It wasn't a very long battle.

You were the only survivor.

I still don't know
how I got through it.

I was picked up by a train
a few days later.

They stopped to bury the dead.

They began to bury me, too,
for that matter.

All of a sudden, I moved.

Darn near scared the
livin' daylights out of them.

Then I went on with them.

I was all the way
to San Francisco

before I even knew my own name.

Well, there's no use
goin' through all that again,

but it's just being here
in this country

brings it all back.

Yeah, I know.

They said my little girl
wasn't there,

wasn't any little girl there
at all.

So there is a chance,
isn't there?

If you believe in miracles, yes.

I'm alive.

So I have
to believe in miracles.

You're in good hands,
Mr. Marshall.

Evidentially, McCullough
believes in them, too.

Get out of the way.

Now what you
puttin' in? Cinnamon.

You got too much cinnamon
in it already.

You cook your way
and I'll cook mine.

No wonder the Major's
always got indigestion.

Well, he don't get indigestion
from my cookin', I'll tell you that.

How does he get it then?

All up and down the line, Everybody's
feedin' him all the time. He eats too much.

Well, he's gotta get
some decent food some place.

Oh! You cook the way
you wanna cook

and I'll cook the way
I wanna cook.

Get your nose out of my pie,
will you?!

Well, it just don't smell right.

"Smell right."

You told me the Major
would be back tonight.

Well, the night
ain't over yet, is it?

Well, where'd he go anyhow?

He told me not to tell you.
You know why?

Because you're
a little old blabbermouth.

You don't know,
huh? I do too know!

If you knew, you'd tell. Get out of
here and quit bothering me, will you?!

Watch out!
You'll burn my britches!

I'll burn more than your
britches! Get away from me!

Well, I just came over here
to be friendly.

McCullough ain't showed up
yet either, has he?

Probably never see
either one of them ever again.

How is it?

I don't know. Try it.

No, I ain't gonna do it. Why?

You'll just get mad
all over again.

You can't take criticism.

I can too take criticism!

Any time anybody tells me
I've done something good,

I'm happy all day!

Yeah, well,
suppose it isn't good?

How do you know it ain't good?!
You ain't even tried it yet!

And I ain't gonna either!

It's got to much cinnamon!

Cinnamon! Cinnamon!

Are you two at it again?

Oh, I only asked Audie out here
to taste my pie.

I can't afford to taste it!

I still got work to do.

Work.

That's right, Audie,
you stick up for your rights.

All right, Bill,
then you taste it.

Charlie, I can't.
I've got work to do, too.

Hey, listen, my cookin' ain't killed
nobody on this wagon train yet.

That's a pretty broad statement
to be makin'.

That's a bold-faced lie!

All right, keep it up,
keep it up.

Just keep pouring oil
on the burning fire.

You two are tryin'
to get a rise out of me,

and you're gonna get it, too!

Get a rise...
Who asked who to taste what?!

All right, just keep it up,
keep it up!

One of these days, one of
you two is gonna say something,

and there's gonna be one less
Wooster on this wagon train!

You know what?

That smells pretty good
when you get close to it.

Yeah, it smells
pretty good at that.

Oh, you make me
so gall-darned mad,

and now you're
tryin' to make up!

You know, Charlie, at times

you're the brightest spot
in my whole life.

Save your compliments!
I'm mad, and I'm gonna stay mad!

Well, I guess I'd better
get back to my own cookin'.

That's a good idea,
you old blabbermouth!

Any word?

Nope, not a thing.

Do we have to leave tomorrow?

We're pullin' out
at daybreak, yeah.

Even if McCullough isn't back?

Mr. Marshall, we can't hold up
the train longer than daybreak.

Flint knows that. He'll be here.

What about the Major, Bill?

Charlie, you know when the
Major isn't here, I'm in charge.

You mean, we're goin' out there
among all them wolves

and Indians without the Major?

Yeah, we're big boys now,
remember?

Well, you say that just because
you know something I don't know.

Seems like McCullough's
been gone 300 days to me.

Why don't you stay and have
supper with us tonight?

Charlie bakes
a real good apple pie

and, you know, his stew
is real good, too.

Oh, thank you. I'll be glad
to have company.

Bill, there go
them wolves again.

You never know when you're
hearin' a wolf or an Indian.

I guess not.

Tomorrow morning,
we're gonna be headin'

into the heart
of the Sioux country.

We're at peace
with the Sioux now,

and we've had treaties
with them before.

Maybe some of you people
have heard what has happened.

Starting tomorrow, I want these wagons
to stay as close together as possible.

I don't want anybody
strayin' away from the train,

and we're gonna double
the guard at night.

Now, if we're lucky,
we won't see any Indians.

The last time
we were through here,

we didn't see a single Sioux,

but we knew that they were there
every mile of the way.

You can feel them,

just like they're crawlin' up
the middle of your back.

So we're gonna get through
this country as fast as we can.

Now, if any one of you
sees one sign of an Indian,

I want you to mind
your own business,

keep your hands off your guns,

and come and tell me
as fast as you can.

Ugh.

Bill, them wolves
make me nervous.

Oh, cool off, Charlie.
You've heard them before.

Yeah, but the Major's
always been here.

Well, thanks for
the vote of confidence.

When a wolf howls like that,
it means somebody's dead.

Aw, that's Indian talk.

When it comes to wolves, I've
got a lot of respect for Indian talk.

They live out here with them,
don't they?

You know, Charlie, I had
a wolf cub for a pet once.

I found him out in the woods,
thought he was a puppy.

You must not have been
very bright.

I was as bright as any
five-year-old kid could be.

My dad,
he finally turned him loose.

I wonder how
old Flint's gettin' along.

I wish he was here.
I wish somebody was here.

Not you.

I'll tell you one thing,
Charlie.

I'll bet he isn't flinchin' at all those
night cries like you are tonight.

Well, he's braver than I am,
and he's bigger, too.

Uh, got any more
of that bad coffee?

Yeah, but you better
pour it yourself.

Charlie's
a little shaky tonight.

Blabbermouth!

What's the matter?
Scared of the dark?

He's afraid of the wolves.

I am not!

Well, it's nothing
to be ashamed of, Charlie.

A wolf is a mighty
dangerous thing

to meet up with in the dark.

I've seen them tear
a grizzly bear limb from limb.

Oh, you have not,
you old blabbermouth!

Have you? Have you?

I must be dreaming.

I thought you were an Indian.

Indians don't have blue eyes.

All right,
let's get ready to roll!

Hand me those
glasses, will you? Yeah.

Bill, I sure hate to roll
without old Flint.

Charlie, Flint knows the route
as well as we do.

He's gonna catch up.

Still I wonder.

Let me have one more
little look around.

You know that you have
to drive this lead wagon.

Can we wait another hour?

I'm afraid not, Mr. Marshall.

Then let me stay behind
and look for McCullough.

Mr. Marshall,
you don't know this country.

You'll end up bein' lost, too.

I've got a good sense
of direction.

Yeah, but you don't have
a good sense of danger.

I don't care about danger now.

That's why
I'm not lettin' you ride out.

Just have faith a little longer.

Wagons, whoa!

White man in forest.

Go get white man
who shoot my son.

Go bring White Woman
Who Lives With Wolves.

She must save my son.

Don't be afraid.

Thank you, and thanks
for taking care of my leg.

I'm very grateful.

My name is Flint...

I'm not gonna...

My father used to take me
fishing on summer afternoons.

We'd sit on a bank,
very much like this one,

and the whole world seemed
to be right there at our fingertips.

We'd be sittin' there
in the shade,

and the water was cool
and quiet,

and the sunlight shinin'
through the trees was so clear

you felt you could reach
right up and take hold of it.

Sometimes he'd tell me stories,

and sometimes we'd just
sit there and not talk at all,

but it didn't matter much.

All that mattered
was the warm feeling

of sharing an afternoon
with someone.

My father's
been gone a long time now,

but every time I pick up

a fishing pole
on a summer afternoon,

he sort of sits
right here beside me.

Hey there, greedy, stop it!

Your table manners are terrible.

My mother used to say "fingers
may have been made before forks,

but forks were made
to put into them."

When I was a little boy,
I used to...

I'd lie there
pretendin' to be asleep.

Then I'd open my eyes
and look up into her face

and say "it's wonderful
to belong to you,"

but then you know what
I'm talkin' about, don't you?

Will you stop that?

I gotta...

I gotta get the bones
out of this thing for you.

Here.

Dinner is served.

Here.

And to think that everyone always
says that wolves are afraid of fire,

and I always believed them,

but then I never knew
any tame wolves before.

Good evening.

Won't you sit down
and talk to me?

I won't hurt you, you know.

You must know that
I won't hurt you.

Friends?

It must be wonderful
to live in the forest

and have all the animals
in the forest as your friends.

I came here looking for a girl
named Ruth Marshall.

Could that be you?

Your name is White Woman
Who Lives With Wolves.

That's an Indian name.

You live with the Indians?

Have you ever lived with them?

But sometimes when
they're sick, you treat them?

How did you come
into this forest?

You don't know.

A long time ago,

some people
started for California.

They were traveling in wagons...
Five of them.

When they got
into these mountains,

they were attacked by Indians.

In one of the wagons,
there was a man, a woman,

a small boy, and a little girl.

The woman had fair skin,
like yours.

Her hair was brown,

and her eyes were blue,
like yours.

Would you like
to see her picture?

Bill, Mr. Marshall's
been gone all day.

I just can't imagine him up and leavin'
the wagon train when you told him not to.

Maybe the Indians got him.

Maybe they killed him.

Maybe they killed Flint,

and maybe they're comin'
back here to kill the rest of us!

Maybe? Maybe? Is that all
you can say is maybe?

Well, it could be.

This dad-blasted country anyway.

A man leaves the train
and drops right out of sight.

Then all you get
is this infernal silence

and those wolves howlin'
all the time.

Well, what are you
gonna do about it, Bill?

You can't go off
and leave Flint and Marshall.

You just can't roll out
in the morning, that's all.

You know what the Major
would say, Charlie?

He'd say it's two lives
balanced against 200.

Yeah, I know that.

Well, there ought to be
something we can do.

Well, if you'll tell me what,
believe me, I'll do it.

I don't know what.

I always depend on the Major
for my answers.

Well, the Major
isn't here right now,

and he gave me instructions
when he left

to keep this outfit rollin'.

They're gettin' farther
and farther away, too.

Look, don't you think
I know that?

Charlie, don't you think
I wanna help them?

I know that they must need help
or they'd be here right now.

Look, there's thousands
of Indians out there,

and my responsibility
to Major Adams and these people

is to get this train
through safely.

Well, I know that.

Aw, Charlie, I'm sorry.

Look, you know
that there's been bad blood

between the Sioux
and the white men for years,

and all it takes
is one itchy finger

on a trigger or bow and arrow

and this bloody mess
will blow sky high,

and let me tell you
something else, too.

If Flint or Marshall
have tangled with them,

God help them
because we won't be able to.

I am Cosca.

I speak for Red Cloud,
Chief of Sioux.

He send you tribute.

His son has been shot.

He begs
Woman Who Lives With Wolves

to come and bring her magic
to save his son.

He knows you're a descendent
of White Buffalo Woman,

and he knows your magic
is very strong.

Many times he has helped
Woman Who Lives With Wolves

and has asked nothing in return.

Now he needs her.

Your magic must be very strong

to be willing to anger
so great a chieftain.

Do you know who
the White Buffalo Woman was?

The Sioux believe
she lived generations ago

and saved the tribe
from a terrible pestilence.

They also believe
that one of her descendents

is born each generation
to save the tribe.

How do they know I'm here?

Oh, that hat.

They'll come back.
We've gotta get out of here.

Will you come with me?

Where is White Woman
Who Lives With Wolves?

She will not come.

She must come.
We are her people.

She will not come.

You talk to her?

I talk to her, but I
could not get close to her.

It was like she was standing
in a ring of fire,

an invisible wall
all around her.

Once in the winter
of the great snow,

I was wounded unto death.

I saw White Woman With Wolves
across the lake.

She seemed
to raise her hand to me.

Then she disappeared.

My wounds
seemed to heal at once.

I knew then who she was.

I want White Woman
for medicine man for my nation.

I will send many warriors!

They will not get through
the ring of fire.

She must come to us
or we will all perish.

This I know
from the lips of my father.

She has a man with her. Man?

A white man
from the white man's wagon.

White man who shoot my son?

I do not know.

Go get man.

Do not attempt to touch White
Woman Who Lives With Wolves,

but get man and bring him here.

Bill! Here comes Mr. Marshall!

Hey, you better slow down.

Oh, let the man enjoy his food.

You want him to get sick?

Don't worry. I can digest nails.

Nothin' personal, Charlie.

Mr. Marshall,
I'm so glad to see you,

you could say anything to me.

Where did you say
you found Flint's horse?

I saw him up the draw.

He really led me a chase.

Well,
you should have let him go.

When there was a chance
he might lead me to McCullough?

There's no sign
of Flint at all, huh?

Nope, not a sign.

Doesn't look good.

I did see a big group of Sioux.
Could have been a hunting party.

Could have been a war party.

Were they comin' this way?

Nope, headed into the forest.

Well, if the Sioux had Flint,
they'd have his horse.

That's one good sign.

Maybe I should go out
and look a little more.

I'll go with you!

Exactly where would you look,
Mr. Marshall?

Well, I...

Where I found his horse.

Maybe I overlooked something.

Why that horse could have run
miles before you came across him.

Maybe I can pick up his trail.

Two pairs of eyes are better
than one. Maybe I can help.

Look, will you shut up? Neither
one of you are goin' any place!

Now do you understand that?

You know, Mr. Marshall,

Bill never did talk to me
like that before.

We just can't go off
and leave McCullough.

Well, he's thinkin' about
the whole train, you know.

McCullough hasn't got a chance
out there without his horse.

Give old Bill a little time to
think. He'll think of something.

Where have you been?

I've been looking for you
all afternoon.

We've gotta get out of here.

As soon as Red Cloud finds out

that you're takin' care
of the man

who shot one of his braves,
we're in for trouble.

Look, maybe you're Ruth Marshall or
maybe you're not. That doesn't matter.

What matters now is that we've gotta
get out of here before the Sioux come back.

Will you come with me?

You're afraid
to leave this world

because it's the only one
that you know,

but there's a wonderful world
beyond the forest.

I don't even know how to begin
to tell you about it,

but there's books
and cities and music,

people to love,
someone to talk to...

You've never really had
anyone to talk to, have you?

Oh, yes, you can, and you'd
be surprised how fast you learn.

You know, you knew how
to talk once. You had to.

Otherwise, you wouldn't
understand what I'm saying.

And then there's another world,
a woman's world,

and I don't even know how
to begin to tell you about that,

but you'll see silks
that are as soft as the breeze,

with as many colors
as there are in the rainbow,

and on your feet,
you won't wear moccasins.

You'll wear slippers.

Even though they're not as
comfortable as what you got on now.

Don't ask me why.

There's nothing logical about
what a woman puts on her feet,

or her head.

But in your hair, you'll wear
a flower or maybe a ribbon.

But you won't look any lovelier
than you do right now.

Well, hello.

That's the nicest thing
you ever said to me.

I don't know how
you got into this forest,

but if you'll come with me,
it'll miss you.

Will you come with me?

Well, they'll miss you
for a while,

but they'll get over it.

No, you can't
take them with you.

They're wild,
even though you've tamed them.

They'd never be happy
out of the forest.

This is their natural home,
but it isn't yours.

Will you come with me?

All right, fair enough.

You think about it,

but don't take too long.

The wolves are worse tonight.

Folks are sayin' there's
something wrong in the hills.

What are you doin' here?

Hey, what's the matter
with Bill tonight?

Is the Major's shoes
gettin' too tight for him?

You leave Bill alone!

I ain't doin' nothing to him.

You're pickin' on him!

Well, I ain't pickin' on you.

What's you so touchy about?

I'm not touchy.
I'm just sensitive.

You know what's
wrong with Bill? No.

Bill's gettin' out of touch,
that's what's the matter.

He ought to go up the line
and hear what folks are sayin'.

They don't like goin' off
and leavin' McCullough.

People are even talkin' about
goin' out on their own to look for him.

Why that's mutiny!

Well, maybe so,

but that's what they're sayin'.

Evening, Mr. Marshall.

Mr. Hawks, a group of us

wanna go
and look for McCullough.

Nope.

He went for me.
I feel like a murderer.

He knew what he was doin'.

Don't you feel a little
like a murderer yourself,

not even tryin' to help him?

So I send a few of you out
and you don't come back.

Then I have to send
a few more and a few more, huh?

But if
a good-sized group goes...

Good-sized group?

What happens when you're gone
and the Indians attack?

What happens to all the women
and children?

You mean it, don't you?

You won't even lift a hand
to save them.

When I listen to you talk,

I can almost hear myself
argue with the Major.

I've said the same things,
almost used the same words.

Now that I'm here in his place,

I just realize how tough it
must have been on him at times,

when all he can do
is just sit and wait

and maybe pray a little.

All right, Mr. Hawks.

Whatever you say.

Once more, Chief Red Cloud begs
Woman Who Lives With Wolves

to come and take her place
at the council fire.

The one you wait for
will not be here again.

All ready he's been
taken to Red Cloud,

and if you wish to save
his life, you will come now.

Wooster. Yes, sir?

Give me some fresh
water, will you? Yes, sir.

He's gettin' more like
the Major every minute.

Are you gonna get it
this year or next?

Yes, I'm goin'.

See? What did I tell you?

Come on, cover me, will you?

Cover you?

The place is full
of wolves, ain't it?

You're only goin' ten yards.

Charlie! I'm goin'.

I'll go,
even if the wolves eat me.

Uh-uh, they ain't gonna eat you.

You're tough and stringy.

Yeah, but they won't know
that until after I'm dead, will they?

Wooster!

I'm goin'! I'm goin'!

Well, where's the
water? The creek's dry.

Creek? That's a lake out there.

I don't care what it is. I'm
not goin' back there anymore.

I don't like the sound
of them drums!

Yeah, neither do I.

I told you there's
something wrong out there.

First the wolves,
and then the drums!

Well, those Sioux drums
never sound like any others.

You suppose
they're talkin' about us?

Well, if they are, they better
change their language!

You'd try to make a joke
if you were dyin'!

Now look who's scared!
Who's scared now?

I've been through
this country before,

and when the Sioux
start them drums,

somebody's got a good reason
to be scared.

I wish Flint was here.

I bet he could tell us
what them drums mean.

Yeah, if McCullough were here,

we probably wouldn't be
hearing the drums.

You wagon train scout
wound my son with bullet. Why?

He tried to ambush me.

Who shoot first?

He did.

When son is heard,
he will tell father truth.

Then we decide what to do
with white man.

Will White Woman Who Lives
With Wolves come to heal my son?

I don't know.

Without her magic,

our warriors
will sicken and die.

But she will come to save you.

She won't.

Then you will die.

You want white man
returned to his people?

"You will let him go
and not follow after him."

You will sit at my council fire.

You will be medicine man
for the Sioux,

the same as your ancestor
White Buffalo Woman?

Cut white scout down!

We know we cannot expect you
to lead our life with us,

but with you
at our council fire,

we know all
will be well with us.

You have brought great joy
to your people.

If white scout lies,

treaty with white man
will be forgotten.

Where'd you find him?

Red Cloud send scout
back to wagon train.

Leg wounded.

Rusty! Let's get him
in the wagon.

Ruth? Ruth?

You feel better, Flint?

How'd you get here?

I'm afraid I don't mind
tellin' you,

I'm sure glad to see you
open them eyes.

We was thinkin' for a while
you was a goner, wasn't we?

How'd I get back on the train?

I'm gonna take back
all those bad thoughts

I had about the Sioux, Flint.

They brought you in on a litter,

must have picked you up
out on a trail some place.

Where's the girl?

Girl? Did you find a girl?

Did you find
Marshall's daughter?

I don't know.

Don't tell me that you
found a white girl

that lives with the Sioux.

No, she didn't
live with the Sioux.

She lived with wolves. What?

She lived with four of the biggest
wolves you've ever seen in your life.

Oh, yeah, she lived with
wolves. Right, sure, sure, sure.

Bill, he's sicker
than we thought he was.

I am not!

Yes, you are, Flint. You're
gonna have to take it easy.

Just lie back now
and don't talk so much,

and you'll be all right
in a day or two.

Charlie, I tell you,
I did see a girl.

Sure you did.

She could have been with
Marshall. She didn't know.

We understand, Flint.

You do not understand.

It was hard to talk to her
because she couldn't talk.

I imagine it would be.

Just close your eyes
and try to get some rest.

You're gonna be all right now.
Just get some rest.

I'm goin' after her.

You're not goin' any place
tonight, Flint.

Then I'm goin' tomorrow.

I'm telling you,
there was a girl...

A girl and four wolves.

Oh, sure.

Four wolves, all right.

Come on.

Get some rest.

It don't sound right to me.

I don't care how it sounds,
Charlie.

Don't tell me what I saw.
I know what I saw.

There was a girl,
and she took care of my leg.

All right, Flint, all right.

I don't know if she was your
daughter or not, Mr. Marshall,

but I don't know
who else she could be.

You say she couldn't talk?

I don't know whether she
couldn't talk or she wouldn't talk.

I do know she understood
about everything I said.

Well, why do you think
she didn't come with you?

I'm not sure.

That's why I'm going back
to find out.

How long will it take you
to go back there?

Oh, a few hours.

Then I'm goin' with you.

If she's my daughter,
she belongs with me.

I don't know, Mr. Marshall.

I don't know who she belongs to.

Let's go.

Go ahead.

So there really was a camp.

Well, of course
there was a camp.

There's no one here.

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

She lived here? Alone?

No, Mr. Marshall, not alone.

With four friends.

Well, what happened to her?

I wish I knew.

She was very wise
in the ways of the forest.

I think she'll be all right.

She's gone.

Now I'll never know
whether you found my daughter.

Whoa. Whoa.

Yah!

Somehow, I hoped
I'd see you again.

Oh, my leg's fine,
thanks to you.

You decided to come with me?

You came to say good-bye.

I'm sorry.

I understand.

These hills are your boundaries,
and you feel safe behind them.

It is like a kingdom, isn't it?

A kingdom of trees
and waters and stars,

and here you are
completely free.

You'll never live behind fences,

never be bound by conventions,

never be trapped by laws.

Maybe you're wiser
than any of us.

I was only in your world
a little while.

I'm sorry that I, well,
that I have to leave.

I can't stay.

Your world is here,
mine is out there,

but maybe we'll meet again
in the forest one day.

The Indians say
paths cross many times.

A gift as a remembrance.

I'll remember you,
and thanks for the gift.

Friends?

Friends.

Mr. Marshall.

Bill! Bill!
Look, there comes the Major!

By gosh, you're right,
Charlie, it is him.

Boy, am I glad to see him, huh?

Yeah, but what
are you gonna tell him

about our little trip
through the Sioux country?

Just use his old favorite
expression... trip routine.