Original subtitles

(upbeat dramatic music)

(pleasant upbeat music)

(pleasant upbeat music continues)

- Keep your eyes open, son.

Plenty of Indians in this country.

- Don't think they're watching us, do you?

- Indian eyes been looking at us

ever since we came this way.

Trouble is, you don't know

whether they're friendly or hostile.

(tense music)

(hooves thudding)

(tense music continues)

(dramatic music) (hooves thudding)

(wagons rattling)

- Indians, three of 'em!

I just seen 'em.

- Which way?

They'll be swooping down on us all night.

Your horse, ride him now.

Head for the army post and get 'em here quick!

(hooves thudding)

(drums banging)

- Black Hawk. Black Hawk.

- Many wagon means many pale face.

- Pale face means soon no land, no buffalo.

- Soldiers one sun away.

- Black Hawk is old, but not too old to fight.

Black Hawk has no son,

but a daughter who is not afraid of soldiers.

(warriors murmuring)

- It is not good, Wa-No-Na.

Warpath is for braves.

- I ride with my father.

(hooves clopping)

(hooves clopping)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors whooping) (hooves thudding)

(wagons creaking)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors whooping)

(hooves thudding)

- What's the trouble?

- I'm with a wagon train headed southwest.

We sighted Indians

and the leader of the train wants help.

- Where are the wagons?

- About a mile or two north from here.

Follow me.

- Forward ho!

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(wagons rattling)

(hooves clattering)

(wagons squeaking)

(hooves clattering)

(wagons squeaking)

There she is and not a sign of an Indian.

- I'm sure glad of that.

(wagons rattling)

- Wait a minute.

There they are.

We'll cut in front of the wagon train

and bring the fight to them.

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors whooping) (hooves thudding)

(guns roaring) (hooves thudding)

(warrior whoops)

(guns roaring) (hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(gun roaring) (hooves thudding)

Careful, this may be a trick.

We'll ride out.

Corporal, keep your eye on the rest of 'em over there.

- [Corporal] Yes, sir.

(hooves thudding)

- Me Wa-No-Na, Black Hawk's daughter,

- You wish to surrender?

- No.

I talk for Black Hawk.

There.

You give word.

- All right, go ahead.

Pick up Black Hawk.

- Beg your pardon, sir?

Are you declaring a truce?

You have 'em right in your hands.

- Why not?

- Sorry, sir.

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

- Here, lieutenant.

It's an Army rifle.

I took from an Indian.

- Sergeant, a while ago you said you craved action.

Well, you're gonna get plenty of it from now on.

Forward!

(hooves thudding)

(Crazy Horse vocalizing) (drum thudding)

- Crazy Horse, use your medicine.

- Too late, Wa-No-Na.

For Black Hawk, white men's bullets too powerful.

- What does fire say?

- Black Hawk goes to happy hunting grounds.

New chief will rule the Crows.

- The trail grow dark for Black Hawk.

Soon will be night.

I leave no son to fight pale face.

- Am I not Black Hawk's daughter?

Can I not ride? Can I not shoot?

- So the wolves are, my daughter.

I will not be here to fight my enemies.

You, Wa-No-Na, you will wear war bonnet of the Crows.

- It is not good.

A squaw to lead the Crows.

A woman's heart is warm.

- Black Hawk hear the voice of the Great Spirit.

It chose well.

- Wa-No-Na, daughter Black Hawk, her word is law.

I have spoken.

(Crazy Horse singing in foreign language)

(wagons rattling)

- Well, we made it all right.

- Yep. Breaking camp in the morning.

- I'm aiming to stay here and be a soldier.

- You ain't neither.

Splinters, you signed on to scout with me.

When I'll go, you'll go.

- Not if I can get in the Army.

- Rats!

(hooves thudding)

- Sergeant, this gun is one of the old issues.

One of those we discarded when the new ones came.

- Yes, sir.

- They've recaptured one of the rifles from the Indians.

Well, I'm out of tobacco.

- Mark'll hand you some.

- Rest.

- Take a look, Captain.

- I heard you had a run in with the Indians.

- Yeah?

Did you hear they're using Army rifles against us?

- No!

Where'd they get 'em?

- This looks like one of the guns we took out

of service when the new issue came through.

- Yes, sir. That's what I thought.

- Who has the keys to the gun locker?

- I have one set and Sergeant Luke has the other, sir.

- This is serious, Bentley.

If the Indians have one of these guns, they must have more.

Send for Sergeant Luke.

- Sergeant.

Find Supply Sergeant Luke.

- He was in my place a minute ago,

buying some tobacco.

- Sergeant Luke?

Captain wants to see you.

- Sergeant Luke, reporting as directed, sir.

- You are in charge of supplies, aren't you, sergeant?

- Yes, sir.

- [Burton] You have the key to the gun case, haven't you?

- Yes, sir.

Along with Lieutenant Bentley, sir.

- Check the guns, lieutenant.

But place this one with the others.

Then report to Major Dent.

- Yes, sir.

Sergeant Luke, come with me.

- What's it all about?

- Indians got ahold of some of our old guns.

(box rattling)

- Well, I'll be.

- So will I.

- How do you suppose they got out of there?

(lid thuds)

- That's what I'd like to know.

See what's in the other case.

- Empty too.

(lid thuds)

- Put that gun away, lock the door,

and then report to Major Dent.

(box thudding)

- Put 'em down here for now.

And when you get a chance,

move them out into the tunnel.

- I got you.

- Well, you've made your count of the rifles?

- There are no rifles to count.

I found the gun cabinet empty.

- Impossible!

You and the gun sergeant are the only two men with keys.

- Yes, sir.

- What do you know about those missing rifles?

- Nothing, sir.

I've been away from the post getting supplies

ever since they were put in the locker.

Lieutenant Bentley knows that, sir.

- Is that right?

- Yes, sir.

- And you were the only one with keys to the gun locker?

- Yes, sir.

- That's all, sergeant.

- Kind of puts me in a bad light, sir.

I know.

- Not only you lieutenant,

but Sergeant Luke and every man on the post.

- Yes, sir.

- Very strange.

Bentley, do you know what this means?

- Someone in this stockade is selling

those guns to the Indians.

- Whom do you suspect?

- I don't know.

Yet.

- Well, I know that I want the man or men responsible.

You understand?

- Yes, sir.

- That's all.

- Gun in the cabinet?

- Not one.

- Guns or no guns, I'd like to use me fists

on a couple of Indians.

- I wouldn't wanna get that close to any of 'em.

- Ain't worrying me.

I've got mine.

I'm ready to enlist and use it.

(soldiers laughing)

- Leaving the fort, Hadley?

- Luke said something

about being short of meat this morning.

I saw the buffalo tracks yesterday

and thought I might try to bring one in.

Any objections if I take him with me?

- No, I guess not.

Better keep your eyes open on the outside.

- I ain't afraid.

- That's what I was thinking.

- A little doodler, ain't it?

- It sure is.

- Hey, Sergeant Luke!

Hadley says we're running short of provisions.

- Running low on meat, eh?

- You better go with him.

- Yes, sir.

- Is it true, sir, that all them old guns are missing?

- That's right.

(wagon rattling)

(gate creaks)

Targo?

- Hmm.

- See the wagon just left fort?

- Hmm.

- Follow those two men.

Report to me, understand?

- Hmm.

(hooves thudding)

- Hi, lieutenant.

Anything I can do for you?

- No. Just thought I'd drop in and say hello.

- [Shopkeeper] Funny about them guns, ain't it?

- How did you know?

- Why everybody in the stockades are talking about it.

- Oh.

(bolt thuds)

(Crazy Horse singing in foreign language)

- White men come to Indian land.

Soldier come.

Have many guns.

Soon more soldier, more wagons, more white men.

Take prairie from Crows.

We drive white men from prairie.

(Crazy Horse vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(wagon rattling) (hooves thudding)

(Crazy Horse vocalizing) (drum thudding)

- I'll go in on foot from here.

- What are you gonna tell 'em?

Remember, you're not dealing with Black Hawk now.

- Now leave that to me.

I'll promise 'em all the rifles in the fort,

get their gold, and be on our way.

- It's gonna be tough to get even one rifle from now on.

- I don't intend to.

That powwow sounds like they're getting ready for action.

- I don't like the sound of it.

Hurry it up and let's get outta here.

(Crazy Horse vocalizing) (drum thudding)

- We make war now.

Must have more guns.

- Have many guns.

More come from fort.

- How.

You pay now.

Gold.

Tomorrow moon, rifles.

- My father paid gold for rifles.

No rifles.

Why?

- Oh, you don't understand.

Your father paid me for the ones I delivered.

- No.

Paid gold, no guns.

- Rifles, then gold.

- Nothing doing.

You pay me the gold now

and I'll get you the rifles tomorrow night.

- Catch him!

(Hadley gasping)

- You don't understand!

Me your friend.

Me go get rifles now.

- No, lie.

All pale face lie.

(hooves thudding) (wagon rattling)

- What do you mean?

This is a fine way to treat me!

No, I tell you, you're all wrong about this.

Hadley, you tell 'em about it.

- We get rifles, you free.

- [Luke] Well, I-

(warriors chattering)

- Can I come in, lieutenant?

- You might as well.

- I don't see why the major should blame you

for losing those rifles.

- I don't either.

(hooves thudding)

- Gee, I wish there was something I could do.

(door thuds)

- Answer the door.

(Targo grunts)

(Targo grunts)

- It's all right.

Go ahead, my friend.

- Two men, wagon.

No.

No shoot buffalo.

Just drive.

- But that's the direction of the Crow village.

Did they go to the village?

- Me no know.

Go too close to village.

Me come back.

- I see.

Thanks, Targo. That's all.

- Hmm.

(Targo grunts)

(door thuds)

- I wouldn't wanna meet him in the dark.

- You've been pestering me to join the Army.

Still wanna join?

- Gee, will you take me?

I've got my own rifle.

- I need somebody I can trust.

You're my orderly.

- Do I get a uniform?

- You sure do.

You know my horse?

Go out and get him saddled while I'm changing my clothes.

- Where are you going?

- Orderlies don't ask questions.

(door thuds)

(bells jingling)

- You're taking a chance going out alone.

- We're taking a worse chance

if I don't find out what became of those guns.

(hooves thudding)

- What are you doing in that coat?

- Me? Oh, I'm Lieutenant Bentley's orderly.

- Where is Lieutenant Bentley?

- Oh, he left the fort quite a while ago.

- He was alone, sir, and not in uniform.

- That's strange.

I wonder...

Captain Burton, take a squad

and see if you can locate Lieutenant Bentley.

- Yes, sir.

And you come along with me.

- And get the rest of the uniform that goes with that.

- Yes, sir.

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

- I thought you said everything would be all right.

- Well, it always has been.

I don't know what's gotten into 'em since Black Hawk died.

(hooves thudding)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors vocalizing)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(opponents grunting)

(opponents grunting)

(blow thuds)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

- What do you think that powwow's about?

- I'm afraid to think.

- This buckskin holds like a chain.

- Same here.

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

- Grab your team.

We haven't got a minute to lose.

(warriors vocalizing) (drum thudding)

(Eagle shrieking)

(warriors chattering)

(warriors speaking in foreign language)

- White man.

- Go!

(warrior speaking in foreign language)

(wagon rattling)

(warriors whooping)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors whooping)

(hooves thudding)

(wagon rattling)

(hooves thudding)

(warriors whooping)

(wagon rattling)

(hooves thudding)

(wagon rattling)

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(wind whooshing)

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

- Wait.

- No, I go.

(hooves thudding)

- We've been looking for you, lieutenant.

I didn't expect to find you with a prisoner.

- Yes, sir.

(wagon rattling)

- Move out, ho!

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(wagon rattling)

- Lieutenant Bentley, why did you leave the fort?

- I felt it was up to me

to clear up the mystery surrounding the guns.

- Did you?

- No, sir.

I discovered Sergeant Luke and Hadley

about to be tortured by her people.

But I affected their release.

- Where are they now?

- I'm afraid they were recaptured.

- Your story is interesting, lieutenant,

but it hardly goes together.

Bring the prisoner here.

So you're Wa-No-Na, Black Hawk's daughter, huh?

- Wa-No-Na.

- Tomorrow, I let your people know we have you.

- My people know now.

- Lock her up and place a sentry at the door.

With her in our custody, we can secure the release

of Hadley and Sergeant Luke

and force a peace pact with her tribe.

See that she's properly guarded, captain.

- Yes, sir.

- Lieutenant.

Bentley, I am trying to understand your motives.

You have shown mercy to savages who show us none.

- Major, you don't understand.

- Maybe I don't.

But until some of this is cleared up,

you will not leave the confines of the stockade.

- Am I under arrest?

- Not yet.

That is all.

- You haven't got a chance

of getting in the fort, but I have.

- How?

- You think I'm crazy?

To tell you when you got me tied here like this,

me and Luke?

- Soldiers take Wa-No-Na.

Eagle burn fort.

- I'll make a bargain with you, Eagle.

You turn us loose and I'll free Wa-No-Na.

Bargain?

- Tonight, you, me go.

Him stay here.

Wa-No-Na free, him free.

- A bargain.

(bright music)

- The boys are playing and singing

and carrying on over there,

you wouldn't think we sitting on a barrel of gunpowder.

- Well, what do you mean?

- Well, while this fort hold Wa-No-Na prisoner,

the Crows is going to the Cheyenne for help.

And when they get through with this here fort,

there won't be enough left of it to make a campfire.

(bright music continues)

(soldiers laughing)

(bright music)

♪ In a cavern in a canyon ♪

♪ Excavating for a mine ♪

♪ Dwelt a miner forty-niner ♪

♪ And his daughter, Clementine ♪

♪ Oh my darling, oh my darling ♪

♪ Oh my darling Clementine ♪

♪ Thou art lost and gone forever ♪

♪ Awful sorry Clementine ♪

♪ Drove the ducklings to the water ♪

- I wouldn't take it so hard, lieutenant.

Ain't your fault for someone stole the rifles.

♪ Oh my darling, oh my darling ♪

♪ Oh my darling ♪

- Certainly won't help me any.

I'll be back in a minute.

(bright music continues)

♪ Now how I missed her ♪

♪ How I missed her ♪

♪ How I miss my Clementine ♪

♪ And I kissed her little sister ♪

- I wanna talk with the prisoner.

- Yes, sir.

♪ Oh my darling, oh my darling ♪

♪ Oh my darling Clementine ♪

♪ Thou art lost and gone forever ♪

♪ Awful sorry Clementine ♪

- I don't suppose you'd understand or believe me

if I said that I'm sorry you're here.

- Then why you keep me?

- To ensure peace between our people and yours.

We don't wanna make war.

- Then why white men come Indian country?

- To settle it and to build new homes.

- We fight for ours.

- And to do it, you make traitors of our people.

Get them to sell you guns.

Who sold you guns, Wa-No-Na?

Come on. You know.

Those guns were mine.

Understand?

Mine.

- Yours?

Your guns?

- In my keeping.

I was responsible for them.

I wanna know who Black Hawk bought them from.

(bright music)

- You stay here.

I go on alone.

Soon, I come back with Wa-No-Na.

- No, me go too.

- All right, come.

(bright music continues)

(bright music continues)

♪ Back to Old Smoky Mountain ♪

♪ Back to that old hometown of mine ♪

♪ Birds in the trees, and the honeybees ♪

♪ Cling to that honeysuckle vine ♪

♪ There's a little girl that's waiting ♪

♪ Praying night and day for me ♪

♪ Back to Old Smoky Mountain ♪

♪ Back to my home in Tennessee ♪

(bright music continues)

- With these prisoners, we no make him tell secrets.

(blow thuds)

- [Hadley] Don't reach for your gun.

- You traitor!

- You make a sound, Bentley, it'll be your last

(blows thudding)

- [Soldier] Prisoners are gone!

Sergeant! Sergeant!

Please, someone!

- Search the stockade

and see if you can find the prisoner.

Did you find Lieutenant Bentley?

- He's not in his quarters, sir.

- Sorry I won't be able to help you outta your trouble.

- If I'd have been smart, I'd have left you here.

- He is one who take Wa-No-Na.

- He die now.

- Now's our chance to get back to the fort

and then get away.

- Wagon, wagon, wagon, wagon!

Four wagon.

- We burn wagons now.

Then soldiers' fort.

(warriors speaking in foreign language)

- To her people, Wa-No-Na will be traitor.

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

- Have you seen Hadley or Sergeant Luke?

Any sign of them?

- Not yet.

Do you think they'd come back this way?

- Gimme your gun.

- You can't cheat me that way.

- I'm the one that took all the chances to get this.

- [Luke] You wouldn't have had any guns to sell

if it hadn't been for me.

- You're under arrest.

Put up your hands!

(gun roars)

(blows thudding)

(body thuds)

(blows thudding)

Lock these men up.

- What's happened, Bentley?

- Hadley and Luke have sold us out to the Indians,

and they're raiding a wagon train from the north.

- Sergeant, have the bugler sound assembly.

- Yes, sir.

(tense music)

(hooves thudding)

(triumphant music) (hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(hooves thudding)

(triumphant music continues) (hooves thudding)

(tense music)

- Indians!

(tense music continues)

(guns roaring)

(hooves thudding)

(guns roaring)

(warriors whooping)

(tense music continues)

(hooves thudding)

(guns roaring)

(tense music continues)

(guns roaring)

(warriors whooping)

(guns roaring) (tense music continues)

(gentle music)

- You will move to a territory beyond our control

and not bother the white settlers

who come through your land.

(gentle music continues)

- Let me thank you,

and goodbye.

- It is goodbye.

(gentle music continues)