All language subtitles for The Macahans s01e07 Interlude

Thank you.

Well, who are they?

Well, the big gun is His Imperial
Highness, the Grand Duke Dimitri, his

to the Tsar, no less.

The young one's his nephew, Sergei. He's
the Count of Kiev.

Now, that is a royal hunting expedition.

Uncle, these people say right behind the
shoulder, you know.

He wants to know what we're doing here
on their treaty line.

How dare they!

Mindset McCann.

He's a friend of Satangai.

He's got to get the Russians back.

We're Mormons.

Is it like leprosy, then?

I beg your pardon, ma 'am?

You and your lady are welcome here.
Mister, I own this town.

Now, if you knew where there were
Mormons on my land and you were keeping

from me, I wouldn't take kindly to that.

If I was a Mormon, that might make this
meeting a little more interesting.

They sure are getting along fast, huh?

She isn't paying much attention to him
already having a wife, either.

Now, Molly, he really cares for me.

And he wants a wife who can give him
children.

Either Maggie or his other wife can.

He has another wife?

I will not have you running off to be
someone's concubine.

Jeremiah has asked me to marry him, and
I'm going to say yes.

You're not my mother. You can't tell me
what to do.

I have only an absolute and certain
conviction that this marriage is wrong

my niece and for you. Now, I want you to
go to Laura and tell her that your

proposal was ill -advised and that you
want to be released from your offer.

I can't do that, Mrs. Cohan. Then I
would like you and your wife to leave

property at once. We shall release this
great one from across the big water and

the woman. For what they have done, they
must make big tribute to the zoo.

So much that every white man will know
they would not make this much tribute

unless they were wrong.

No more formalities, General?

No. I am under the protection of your
government again?

That, sir, is a guarantee.

Say, he says if it's to be war, the
Sioux know how to die.

And I'll tell you something else, they
know how to fight, too. If you're

for me, I'll be with them.

Are you just going to lie there like a
sloth, or are you going to get up and

save the taxpayers some money?

You heard back.

Yes. Hello, Marshal. The same Joe. No
friend of mine.

He's heard of that Reb Sheriff that you
shot. Says he's a mean one.

You wouldn't have been the first Yankee
that he's strung up.

Well, I have to congratulate you, Mr.
McCann.

How's that?

Why, it's quite an accomplishment to
start off in jail and in no time at all

up at the sheriff's dinner table and
sleeping in his house.

Does that happen to you every time you
get arrested?

Well, not every time.

Are you serious?

Me, a lawman?

Just so I get back on my feet again. I
just need some temporary help.

It doesn't matter that my name and face
is on wanted posters all over the

territory. Who's going to be looking for
a wanted man behind a badge?

Are you going to do it or am I going to
have to...

Look elsewhere.

All right, you got yourself a deputy.

Wow.

Oof. You don't look so good.

It was Tobe, wasn't it?

You know it was Tobe because you put him
up to it. It's your own fault.

How's that?

It's simple.

A girl's got to do something to get
noticed.

I had to get noticed.

Why didn't you start with this?

Hillary said you wanted to talk to me.

Yeah, that's right.

Wilmer not interested today?

No, he ain't just gone today.

I, uh...

I wanted to talk to you someplace we
wouldn't be disturbed.

Why don't you tell me about them other
men you killed?

When did you find out?

Yesterday.

Some inquiries I made when you first
came into town.

Got answers back the first thing in the
morning.

I kept trying to tell you, Orville, but
somehow, somehow it just was easier not

to.

But you gotta believe me when I say I've
never murdered anybody.

Not ever.

I believe you, Luke. I ain't accusing
you of it.

The telegrams set out the circumstances.

Self -defense.

Nobody's faultier than that, Scobar.

But that don't change the fact that
you're getting a reputation as a

But I don't want it.

I'm afraid it's not what you want.

You and Hillary, you're thinking of
marrying, huh?

Yeah, we've been talking about it.

Ain't nothing I'd like more than to have
you as a son, Luke. I think you know

that.

Well, even if I didn't, it wouldn't do
good for me to say no.

Hillary wouldn't stand for it.

And I don't think you ought to let it
happen.

I don't understand.

And if I got paper on you, it means it's
all over the territory.

Ain't no place you can go where you
won't be in danger.

Except here.

I'm afraid you won't even be safe here,
Luke.

I'd never turn you in, you know that.

But you're a legal bounty.

Somebody come looking for you, nothing
you can do but run.

And I don't want my daughter running
with you.

That ain't no life for no woman.

Guess I never thought about it that way.

I think you gotta think about it, Luke.

I'll tell her I'm going.

I'd rather you didn't.

She cares a lot for you, Luke.

You tell her the truth.

She'll either run after you or spend the
rest of her life mooning over what

might have been.

You mean you want me to ride her off and
not even say goodbye to her?

If she thinks that you've just been
playing with her, having yourself a good

time until the subject of marriage came
up.

She'll take my guts.

Maybe even hate you enough to marry
somebody else, some hard -working,

young man who ain't got five or six
notches in his gun.

But she sure ain't going to do if she's
measuring every man that she meets

against the young Lockenbauer who was
noble enough to give her up for fear of

ruining her life.

You're the most ruthless old pirate I
ever met.

Thanks for everything.

Get out of here.

I don't like exposed positions, Captain,
in any situation.

Neither do I, General.

If the river floods today, this is the
only route open.

Bring her up.

Well, except, Cap, you could move
through the echo waste, then move up

corner foothills.

You could.

We wanted to waste three days and get to
those mountains that are only seven

miles ahead of us.

You don't want to waste three minutes,
Captain.

Pass word to the outpost riders to range
further afield. Yes, sir.

More fire up the place, sir.

If I have to repeat it, you'll be a
corporal by nightfall.

Boom, boom! Yes, sir!

Well, of course, that's another day,
General.

So, tank guy, keep this up. You don't
want to clear the Canada. I don't need

more of your military brilliance, Coley.
I want seven cans.

Now you're talking, General. I'll need a
thousand dollars to get things

together. Go see the paymaster. Go!

Coley! You!

I want him alive.

Try to make... that clear to my friends,
sir.

ask your guests whether or not they're
Mormons.

That, sir, is none of your business.

These people are on McCann land, not
yours.

It's no use, ma 'am.

You're giving sanctuary to hypocrites
and murderers.

Murderers? What are you talking about?

I'm talking about mountain meadows.

Mountain meadows?

Ask your mealy -mouthed Mormon friends.

They'll tell you.

Mr. Taylor.

Mountain Meadows is the ugliest stain in
Mormon history.

Nine years ago in Utah Territory, a
group of Mormons driven by a kind of

after years of persecution committed an
atrocity.

What kind of atrocity?

A massacre.

A massacre of people in a wagon train
headed for California.

Mormons dressed as savages, accompanied
by real Indians, attacked the wagon

train and killed 120 people.

Only 18 children were spared.

My sister and all her family,

seven people, were murdered at Mount
Meadows by

Mormons like these people you're
protecting.

I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

Mr. Taylor, you took part in this
massacre?

No, ma 'am. Like most Mormons, I didn't
learn about it until weeks later.

And even then, I didn't believe it.

Listen to him.

You can't find a Mormon alive who had
anything to do with that massacre.

All right, woman.

This is your land.

But when he moves off this homestead,
he'll be moving across my land.

And, mister, that's when I'll be burying
you.

It's time for us to leave, Maggie.

We'd best get in the wagon.

But, Jeremiah... Just get in the wagon,
Maggie.

Yes, Jeremiah.

May I say goodbye to Laura?

There'll be no need, Mr. Taylor.

I can't send you away now.

Anything were to happen to you, your
blood and Maggie's would be on my

conscience.

Besides, lately I've been accused of not
practicing what I preach.

You stay, both of you.

Aunt Molly, I'm sorry for those things I
said.

I want you men to stake out that farm 24
hours a day.

Right. What do we do if the Mormons
leave?

Let the wagon get clear of McCann
property and burn it.

What about the Mormons?

Hold the man and fetch me.

I'll be coming out with a rope.

Is anything broken?

Who are you?

You can't talk.

Is that it? You can't talk.

All right.

All right, I'm gonna try to get you out
of here.

I'm gonna try to lift this. I don't
think I can, but I'm gonna try.

So you're gonna have to pull yourself
out.

You think you can do that?

All right.

Here we go.

Ready?

Now, try not to be frightened, all
right?

I'll be back as soon as I can.

That's pretty fair horse handling, I'd
say.

Doggone it, that thing almost got me
killed.

Well, maybe you don't deserve to live
pushing a horse that hard.

I'll tell you what, though. You just
kick him on back the way you came, and

he'll stay a lot healthier.

And who are you?

It ain't polite to ask personal
questions in this part of the country.

Now, go on, get.

Now, look, mister, I ain't got time to
play games with you. I'm trying to find

some help.

Well, this ain't the place to look. Now,
move!

You got more guts than brains.

Pedro, I reckon we're going to have to
take him in.

I think you're right.

You come easy, huh?

Look, I ain't going anywhere with you.

Wrong.

I need help. There's a girl hurt back
down that trail. She's been pinned under

wagon.

Is that an Indian girl?

A mute?

Yeah. I mean, I think so.

She didn't talk.

Maria.

We're going to have to hoist the wagon
up over.

I will.

Well, it's going to take at least two
men.

I will.

A little more!

I think she's going to be all right,
Yucca.

She's going to be fine.

Let's just get this wagon.

You know, a little excitement back
there. I forgot the amenities. My name

Kurt Grayson.

Luke McCann.

Well, it's a pleasure.

And this here is Pedro.

Just Pedro.

I want you to know Yucca there is real
grateful for what you've done for him,

and he'll get around to thanking you in
his own way.

I take your word for it.

Yeah, a bit more.

We almost got it.

Yeah, a bit more.

He's unbelievable.

Yeah, he is, yeah.

That's why I'm glad he's on my side.

Hey.

What are you doing with my saddle?

You will not be needing this any longer.

What's he talking about?

Well, this is kind of embarrassing,
Luke, but we're going to need your horse

help us pull our wagon.

What are you talking about? Use one of
your own horses.

No, no, no. See, now you don't
understand. No, you don't understand.

She's your friend. I found her. You take
care of her.

I just want to ride out of here.

You're not going anyplace.

At least not until we know a lot more
about you than we already know.

Here we are, Luke.

This is it.

Now, let me give you a little advice
here. When you talk to the colonel, you

your manners on him. You see, when a man
treats a colonel with respect, well,

he'll return the favor.

Boy, now, it would be a mistake for you
to take anything that's happened to you

personal because it wasn't intended that
way.

Oh, of course not.

Oh, you're still angry, are you?

Well, you'll get over that just as soon
as you talk to the colonel.

And there he is.

Let's go.

Well, you could at least give me a hand.

Sure.

A young man doesn't seem to know how to
count the hours, does he?

Better break it up, Peter, before Kurt
gets any notion of using a gun.

Next time we tell you, it's behind his
back, so you have a fair chance, huh?

Yeah.

Thought you weren't going to take any of
this personal.

That was your idea.

Yeah, right.

That was my mistake.

Allow me to introduce myself.

Jared Flint.

Colonel Flint.

Retired unhappily from the late but
distinguished army of Northern Virginia.

I said?

Look, Colonel, I don't... I don't know
who you are or why you're here, and I

don't care.

I haven't done anything except trying to
help one of your people, and all I want

now is to be allowed to ride out of this
place.

Oh, well.

I see you're in no mood for a reasonable
discussion right now, young man.

Pedro, see, he's cleaned up and, you
know, properly dressed to suffer.

Kurt should have something by his side.

Come on, Tigre.

Well, little dog, yes, you know that,
uh, Zeb McCann and Satangar are moving

to the Parque de Par.

Well, that means there's gonna be a lot
of fighting.

Gonna have a lot of bodies being buried.

Point is, the Army wants to make sure of
one body.

Zeb McCann.

That's right. The Army wants to make
sure White Eagle is dead.

Now, a lot of money here.

Enough.

To buy new guns for you and all your
partners and with you for one year of

time.

Now, getting paid for doing what comes
natural, too.

Not so bad, huh?

You take a couple of your braves, you go
to Satangai's camp, and you ask to sign

up again.

Now, he'll swallow that story.

Now, you boys, you've been pretty bad up
here.

You gotta make him believe you had to
change your hearts.

Especially... since the Sioux is about
to get itself killed off.

You say Satangai would take us back to
be Sioux warriors?

You bet your life he will.

He's going to need every man Jacket can
handle a gun.

And he ain't going to hold all that
thieving and killing to watch you've

doing again, yeah? No siree.

He'll probably thank you for it. I mean,
now that he needs you.

I can't.

Ain't going to expect trouble in that
camp.

So it's simple.

A couple of you grab him, you stick a
knife into his gullet.

Nice chica, Akua.

have talked much about it.

If Satangai would welcome us to help him
fight, to be proud again, to be

among his warriors in the day of death.

We have talked much about it. It was a
thing we asked of each other many, many

times.

How to prove to Satangai our hearts are
with our people.

What could we do to make Satangai
believe we would fight for the honor of

Sioux Nation?

Dead.

Sir?

It's Brinkerhoff.

Oh, send him in.

General, I think you better step
outside, sir.

Huh?

Former barrel detail.

When Claiborne climbed out of the water
and looked down and saw what happened,

he says, now you look here, and next
time you give me a bath, you use a saw.

Have a seat, young man.

I hope you will find our pair.

And you be careful not to slop your
gravy, because that suit cost me a lot

money in St. Louis.

How are you feeling now?

Well, probably about as good as you're
feeling.

Well, I see our visitor's spirits have
improved.

Kurt tells me that your name is, um,
McCann.

It seems to me I've heard that name
elsewhere.

Yeah, well, maybe you heard of my Uncle
Zebulon.

The mountain man.

Oh, indeed I have.

Well, well, well, well, we are honored
to have a representative of so

distinguished a family at the table.

Here, here.

Thanks.

Well, that wasn't quite what I was
thinking of. Now, if I remember rightly,

heard, oh, a few years back, about
another McKeon.

He wanted by the law down in Missouri.

A few years back.

You've got a pretty strong memory.

You may must assure me, Mr. McKinnon,
that your past is of absolutely no

interest to me, nor is your future, for
that matter.

Then why don't you let me go, Colonel?

Because my men and I have got some
important business to attend to in this

region shortly, and, well, I just
wouldn't feel comfortable with somebody

running around loose knowing our
whereabouts. So, until that business is

completed, you will remain here with us.

You're free to move about the valley as
you choose, providing, of course, you

make no foolish attempts to escape.

Well, just how long is this going to be?

Two, three weeks at the longest.

Three weeks?

Try to accept it, Mr. McKeon, because
there is absolutely nothing that you can

do about it.

My grandfather came up with this.

Listen, ain't no use in all three of us
sitting here.

Plant and I are going down to the shack,
and one of us will spell unicorn liar.

Finished with your chores, Josh?

No.

Just saw Laura walking off with
Jeremiah.

Molly, you've got to do something to
stop her from marrying him.

It's unnatural.

Oh, Josh, there are some things we must
accept. If nothing we say will change

the situation.

You're not going to let her do it, are
you?

Jessie, Laura's a young woman now.

What do you think would happen if I
forbade her to marry Jeremiah?

She'd run away with him.

Bet she would.

I think so, too.

Then, if the marriage didn't work out,
her pride would prevent her from coming

back home again.

I don't want that. Do you?

No.

I sure want her to stay.

I just wish there was something we could
do.

Jessie, Laura's out walking with
Jeremiah. Would you go and find her,

and send her in here?

Yes, ma 'am.

You want to see me?

Oh, Aunt Molly.

It doesn't seem like so long ago since I
wore this.

Of course, it will need some new lace
and some ribbons. Oh, Aunt Molly.

I suppose there's no point in asking you
to wait for a few weeks until you're

sure.

I talked to Jeremiah about that.

But he has to get to the settlement, and
I want to be a part of it.

Child, you saw what happened with
Burton.

You'll both be in grave danger when you
leave here, if not from him, from others

like him.

Jeremiah says I'll always be danger, but
we must trust in God's mercy.

Molly, what kind of wife would I be if I
let danger keep me from him?

Yes, I see.

And White Eagle had given us the time we
needed. From where we stand, the white

soldiers will not find it easy to kill
us.

It is good, Satangai, but not enough.

You must buy more time.

You must meet with their war chief under
a white flag.

White flag?

Under a white flag, men may talk.

And talk is better than war.

Their war chief will see in his mind's
eye many soldiers dying before the

is done.

To wipe out that picture, he will talk.

But we do not chase the white soldier.

He's free to ride back to his fort and
live in peace.

That is true, but he will not leave.

He will not believe the Sioux will fight
where they cannot win.

He will ask them to lay down their arms.

And while we talk, your people will
prepare for battle.

I will stand under a white flag.

Who taught you to throw a bowie knife
like that?

Uncle Zed.

Well, I'm glad to see you keep yourself
busy.

Oh, yeah.

I'm just about run out of things to do.

Hey, Luke.

Why don't you come on down the creek
with me? I'll teach you how to shoot.

Well, thank you, but I already know how
to shoot.

You know how to draw a bead and pull a
trigger. I'm talking about teaching you

how to shoot.

And it ain't for free.

You can teach me how to fling that bowie
knife the way you do, and it should be

an even swap me teaching you how to
handle a gun.

Well, I'm not sure you can teach me
anything, but... Yeah, even swap.

Now, the problem with most boys who want
to learn how to shoot quick is that

they never get over the thinking about
the details of it. And that is a sure

to get yourself killed in a square -off
gunfight.

You don't think that's the secret of
your success?

Let's not be so sarcastic, shall we?

Thank you.

Of course I think about it. I think
about where I want the lead to hit.

That's all I think about.

I just let instinct take over.

Instinct? What instinct?

Survival, my friend. Pure and simple.

Now, let's see what you can do.

Three out of four. That's pretty good.

I told you I wasn't sure you had
anything to teach me.

It's good enough to get you killed one
time out of four. That just means you

won't have a very long life.

Oh, you think so?

I know so.

You had it thought out every step of the
way.

And you had no instinct.

Now, you take a mountain cat, for
instance.

You got a big cat with these long claws
that he holds in all the time, right?

Well, when that cat gets in a fight...

or he's stalking some game, he doesn't
have to think about them claws coming

or taking a swipe.

I mean, his natural instinct just takes
over.

And that is how smooth and simple a
gunfighter's draw has to be.

Something like that.

You think I could learn to shoot like
that?

Well, I did. Of course...

I had the fastest gunslinger in the
whole Southwest as my teacher.

My brother Frank.

He really the fastest?

Well, he's down in the range wars in
Texas right now.

You want to know the funny thing with
Frank? He never even has to touch his

anymore. I mean, a rancher just lets out
word that Frank Grayson's riding line

for him. And trouble just naturally
disappears.

You think highly of him, don't you?

Yeah. Yeah, we've always been real
close.

He showed me some private pointers.

I might get around to teaching you
someday.

Let me see your gun.

Keep it clean.

See, the first thing you want to do is
you want to file off this sight because

it just gets in your way.

And then get yourself a leather thong to
tie that holster down.

Maria, you're looking fit.

Hey, who's that devil you...

Next when the nose comes off, huh?

You want that?

Yucca, the colonel does not want the boy
killed.

You understand?

I just can't leave you alone for a
minute, can I?

Anybody ever tell you you got an
impulsive nature?

Yeah. Well, you don't got no right to
treat her like that.

Why not? She's his woman, not yours.

You can thank Pedro there for your life.

My life?

Yeah, that foot fighting that Yucca does
is called sabat.

No one quite knows where he picked it
up, but he can break a bull's neck with

kick.

Hey, that kind of fits.

You can be pretty bullheaded, you know.

Oh.

Yeah.

That's not bad for only a couple weeks'
work.

Maybe not bad.

It's unbelievable.

You're a modest little fella, ain't you?

Hey,

tell me something.

Why do you wear two guns?

That little one told me if you couldn't
get the job done with one, well, it's no

use having two.

Well, we've been practicing what now?
Two weeks.

How many misfires have you had?

Maybe seven, eight times. Well, there's
your answer. A single misfire in a

showdown can cost you your life.

You got two guns, you cut the odds in
half.

Well, not exactly in half. I mean, I am
a little bit slower with my left hand

than I am with my right.

But you're working on it. I am working
on it.

Behind you.

Keep practicing.

You'll get it one of these days.

How did that one come in?

You developing a gun hand?

Yeah, I think so, Colonel.

He's doing fine. All he needs now is a
lot to practice.

Good. Well, perhaps then, in a small
way, we've repaid you for the

we caused you.

I think you'll find that a quick gun is
a definite asset in your situation.

Been known to keep a wanted man alive.

That's true enough, but...

I don't expect to be wanted forever.

Oh?

Well, I hope you are not disappointed.

It was the time I rode at Stonewall
Jacksonside.

I commanded his Colfax Brigade at
Chancellorsville.

That time I hardly expected to end up my
days as a wanted man either.

Pardon me, Colonel, but you chose to
become a bandit and live this way,

you? I chose not to surrender my weapons
when the Confederacy collapsed.

We are what we are, Luke.

No apologies.

Robbers? Yes.

But we only take from those that have
more than their share.

We never steal from the poor.

You make robbing people sound like it's
a business.

You say what you're doing is right?

Now, that is an ethical objection.

I am basically a practical man.

Well, I guess I can say there's nothing
practically wrong with what you're

doing.

Unless you get hung for it.

That's very true.

And that is precisely the only
difference between you and me.

What do you mean?

Well, it seems we both stand a
reasonably good chance of ending up on

gallows. But I, for robberies
enthusiastically committed and freely

acknowledged, you have underbelieved
your story for something you didn't do.

Now then, in the ultimate, whose ethic
makes more sense?

Morning, Maggie. Good morning, Mrs.
Culhane.

Have you seen Jeremiah?

He's with Laura again.

They were both overjoyed that you agreed
to the marriage.

Well, Laura's made up her mind, and I'm
not going to let it come between us.

But you know, I am concerned about the
ceremony.

I don't know of any Mormon settlements
near here.

Jeremiah is a bishop of the church, Mrs.
Culhane. He can conduct the ceremony

here, and it will be valid.

And when we reach a settlement house, we
can formalize the rights. It's a very

simple service.

As the first wife, I give my consent to
the marriage and place Laura's hand in

Jeremiah's.

Tell me, you're not concerned at all
about, well,

sharing him with my niece?

How can I make you understand?

Laura is a sweet, loving, wonderful
girl.

It will be a joy to have her in the
household.

And Jeremiah's other wife... Ellen.

Aye.

She won't be concerned either.

You'd have to know her, Mrs. Culhane.

She'll probably be even happier than I
am.

She'll have someone close to her own age
to talk with.

Close to Laura's age?

She's only 20, Mrs. Culhane.

They could be sisters.

She's an angel.

Prettiest girl I've ever seen.

And her soul is as lovely as her face.

Won't she be upset to be missing the
ceremony?

Oh, I'm sure she will be.

Jeremiah and I were talking about that
last night.

We'd dearly love to have her here.

But the distance is almost 40 miles.

We only have the big wagon.

Yes.

You know, Maggie, I think I know where I
could rent a buggy.

Now, I could send Josh to Kelsey to get
Ellen.

That is, if you think Jeremiah wouldn't
mind postponing the wedding.

Oh, I know he wouldn't.

He'd be delighted to have Ellen here.

He's very generous of you, Molly.

Not at all.

You gonna drive all the way to Kelsey to
fetch that gal back?

She wants to be at the wedding.

Well, I don't know, Josh.

I'm a live -let -live man myself.

But I just can't go along with these
Mormon people degrading, you might say,

womenfolk. Except they don't figure it
to be degrading.

Sure appreciate you putting my horse out
to pasture for me, Mr. Greedy.

I'll take good care of him.

Mr. Burton, there'll be a wedding taking
place out at the McCann farm.

One of the McCann gals is marrying that
Mormon out there.

That'll be wife number three for him.

McCann's becoming Mormons? I didn't say
that.

It's just that Laura gal and Marion come
Saturday morning.

Matter of fact, Josh McCann's on his way
to Kelsey to pick up that Mormon's

other wife.

By heaven, we'll be inviting ourselves
to that wedding.

And we'll be bringing along a rope.

Give that Mormon three widows one minute
after that blasphemous marriage takes

place.

Get the boys.

Drink,

mister?

No, thank you. I'm fine.

rocks, they don't have much option for
retreat.

I can assure you, General, they have no
intention of retreating. What about the

women and children?

Some of the women will kill themselves
and some of them will kill their own

children.

Damn.

They've taken a solid position clear
across the face of that mountain, sir.

But McCann's coming in. What?

Yes, sir. I saw him myself. He's coming
in with that Sioux chief under a white

flag.

Maybe they're fixing surrender.

Anybody like to bet a month's pay
they're not coming to ask for our

Get out there, McAllister. He knows you
better than the rest of us. Yes, sir.

Back.

Morning, Zeb.

Chief's that thing guy?

Sent to escort you in.

We're not coming in, Mac.

You tell the general we'll meet him
right here. He can bring one officer

him.

I'll go get him.

message for General Stoneslifer.

Battlefield priority.

Battlefield priority?

General's in the field under a flag of
truce. Here, I'll take it to him.

Ha!

Ha!

No!

I don't agree with it. It'll be cannon
or force of surrender, neither.

You've got my terms, McCain.

An unconditional surrender means just
that.

All arms, every weapon, every horse will
be brought down and turned over to me.

What did he say?

Says you can have their horses and guns
whenever you sue warriors dead.

Well,

then he knows he hasn't got a choice.

What's this meeting about?

I figured if we're going to have a
battle here today, I wanted to hear what

had to say about it.

I want to see how you negotiate with the
chief of the Sioux here.

Hogwash, McCann.

What the hell are you wasting my time
for?

I don't know what you're talking about.

The hell you don't.

Now you tell the chief to surrender
unconditionally now.

General. Keep away from him, Ocala, sir.

Urgent dispatch, sir.

But when are we finished here?

Sir, the dispatch is from General
Sheridan himself.

A direct order to you. Coded battlefield
priority.

All right, bring it here.

Hold on.

Hold on. I got 50 men up there with
rifles trained on you. If he comes any

closer, you're dead.

Read it from there, Captain.

Yes, sir.

Urgent battlefield priority for
Brigadier General John Stonecipher.

You will cease immediately all offensive
operations against the Sioux under

Chief Satankai and adopt and hold a
defensive posture effective on receipt

this order.

What kind of nonsense is that,
McAllister? There's more, General.

Inform Zeb McCann his presence will be
required at your field headquarters upon

my imminent arrival.

Signed, Philip H. Sheridan, Commanding
General. Your presence is required.

I see why you've been doing all this
stalling, McCann.

Where'd you get that kind of political
pressure?

Me and Phil Sheridan goes back a ways,
General.

I'll be with that Tang guy till he gets
here.

and hold a defensive posture.

Well, it doesn't sound like we're about
to give up the farm.

Let Satangai make words to his people.

A great white war chief comes to speak.

He does not want to fight. He is a man
of honor.

He speaks with a straight tongue what is
fair to each.

He comes because he knows, White Eagle.

He does.

I do not know what he holds in his
heart.

But he has the medicine to stop the
fighting if he wishes.

Then we must listen to his words.

I see that our little talk has set you
to contemplating the infinite.

That's a dangerous occupation for
someone your age. You take my word for

Luke.

You know, Colonel, you had a point last
night.

I'm being chased for something that
really wasn't against the law.

And you here, you're living better than
a king and breaking the law every day.

Oh, I even see me getting hung, and you
only maybe going to jail.

Well, roughly, that does state a case
for joining me.

Joining you?

That idea so far fixed?

Why would you want me?

You're bright, show courage, and will
prove to be a top gunman, according to

Kurt.

And more important, you would be loyal
to me.

I think I'd have to give that one a
little more thought.

Don't take too long. We're moving out in
a week.

Something we've had planned for a long
time.

Something like a bank robbery?

No, no, no, no, no.

Colonel said you and Pedro were taking a
ride this morning.

Said I ought to go along.

Welcome, amigo. Welcome.

What?

See, I was writing here a letter to
Frank telling him how I was teaching you

handling. And that maybe you was going
to join us.

Well, it doesn't look like there's any
maybe now.

Hey, wait a minute, Kurt. Wait a minute.

I haven't made up my mind yet.

Well, you will.

You will.

It could do a lot worse, Luke. A lot
worse.

The colonel is a good man.

Good.

He's the best there is.

I'll be happy to kill the man who says
different.

He's been the same as a daddy to me for
a long time.

How'd you two get together? In the war.

On the road to Gettysburg.

I was his raw recruit up from Baton
Rouge.

He decided to take me on as an aide.

What did we get used to keeping each
other alive?

Appomattox. When the colonel rode away,
I followed him.

I guess I will till I die.

are going to take a gold shipment being
sent down from that mine.

Gold shipment?

That's right.

Watching from up here, I discovered that
when they bring that wagon up to the

mine, the gold rolls in three days.

It has been a long wait this time. It
means it will be much gold.

Ain't it going to be heavily guarded?

Yeah, exactly right. So that's why we're
going to hit them when they least

expect it.

A little time called Jimson's Brick.

You ever heard of Jim's Break?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

Some old sheriff runs the town. Who's
crazy about trout fishing.

That's right.

That's the place.

We'll write poor, we'll leave rich, then
off to Durango. Ay, ay, ay, señoritas.

I have been waiting for this moment.

We

caught

him trying to escape.

Both of you, mount up and ride south.

The what?

I've no time to fool with you.

I want you to ride.

What's wrong with you anyway? You crazy?

Yes.

Your friend that was keeping his eye on
the McCahan place thought so.

He's halfway to Mexico by now.

I don't know why I try to reason with
you.

What do you want from us, mister?

You're not only stupid, you're deaf.

I want you to ride with the fear of God.

And don't look back.

Because I just may be right behind you.

Now, Mr. Burton, I'd hope to find you
alone.

But since your wife is here, I'd advise
you not to do anything foolish.

Who let you on this ranch?

Well, it wasn't any of your hired hands
because there are not any of them around

anymore.

A couple of them got roughed up and the
others just decided it had become

unhealthy to continue working for you.

Do you mean to tell me that you
intimidated all our ranch hands? Yes, ma

guess I did.

But it wasn't too difficult, since they
were cheap help to begin with.

Now, why don't you step outside and
saddle up your horse?

What's your game, mister?

We'll talk about it on the way.

Good day, ma 'am.

The truth is, I'm far from liking a word
with any of you.

You, Foreman.

You can cross my lands without any
interference from me.

I hope someday somebody puts you where
you belong, meaning in the ground.

But unfortunately, it won't be me or any
of the men who work for me.

I'm sure the McCann ladies would like
some assurance from you that they won't

have to stand watch at night to keep
their barn from burning or any other

unexplained misfortune.

I have nothing against the McCanns.

The whole matter is closed.

I must say, Mr. Burton, your words are a
great relief.

I hope we can forget everything that was
said in anger and start afresh.

Madam.

I will forget nothing.

Then don't you forget I just may ride
back this way sometime.

Mister, I hope you do ride this way
again.

And next time I'll be wearing a gun.

My word will be kept to these people.

But I give you my word right now that
when I lay eyes on you again, one of us

will be dead.

I'll keep that in mind.

I'm beginning to suspect that you're a
territorial marshal. No.

You must be the one they called Stover.

I left you on your own until they
started waving guns around.

Mm -hmm.

My best wishes to you, ma 'am.

And I hope all of you enjoy the wedding
festivities.

Not a lawman?

No, ma 'am.

He is an amoral, vicious killer who will
do anything or say anything to get his

job done.

And he was sent here to protect you?

My uncle was one of the leaders of the
Mountain Meadows Massacre.

A lot of Mormons have been killed in
reprisal since then.

It preys on my uncle's conscience, so he
hired men like Stover there to help

protect our family.

It's a dangerous life you're asking my
niece to share.

Yes, it is.

I cannot guarantee it will ever be any
different.

Stand easy, Jack.

Well, at least you didn't get any
uglier, Zeb.

Sorry, I can't say the same for you,
General.

You sure did stir things up in
Washington, taking the Sioux side in all

You damn sure better be right.

Jack, I think I know your side in this.

Give me a few minutes with Zeb here, and
then we'll hold a briefing session.

Sir.

You know what it took Zeb to override
Stone Cipher?

Getting the Secretary of War out of bed
at 4 o 'clock in the morning and trying

to convince him that some wild man by
the name of Zeb McCahan knew more about

this situation out here than the senior
officer in the field.

And that I owed said wild man a favor
and that he once saved my scalp.

Well, hell, Phil, I'm sure you're not
trying to hold you to own me any favors

for that, but I didn't know how else to
stop a massacre here.

I sure appreciate you coming down and
taking hold of this.

Well, General Grant gave me full
authority to use my judgment in the

I'm going to try the best I can to avoid
any bloodshed.

Now, Zeb, you feel that this, uh,

uh, satang guy is a reasonable man?

Known a long time, General. He's not
only a reasonable man, he's an honorable

man.

Good.

Good.

Now, Zeb, I want you to take a clear
look at the overall picture, not just

facts and a right or wrong judgment.

When the Count of Kiev was killed, All
hell busted loose back east.

The Russian diplomatic corps boiled
over.

The State Department sent out apologies,
including a presidential promise to see

that justice would be done.

And the newspapers.

General, let me ask you something.

Now, what would you have done if that
fellow had rode up to you and slashed

up alongside the face with that riding
crop?

Well, what I would have done is not the
point.

The point is that the count delivered a
blow which was an insult. Wasn't meant

to maim or to kill.

But he was killed for his act.

and the government cannot close its eyes
to an act of homicide committed in

front of the military.

General, I ain't asking anybody to close
their eyes.

The fact is, that tan guy didn't do the
killing. Now, all I've been asking for

all along is to bring in the Indian that
did do it and have him stand trial.

Well, I might be able to sell that if
the count and his woman hadn't been

kidnapped. Hell, they was on treaty
lands and they was killing off the

food supply.

Damn it, Zeb, they were kidnapped and
they were taken to Sadankai and held as

prisoners.

Now, I want this kept in perspective.
You're not going to hand me some

Indian to place on trial and expect the
Russians will be satisfied that justice

was done. Uh -uh. I ain't trying to
satisfy no Russians. Well, maybe you

but I have to.

And I have to satisfy the people in this
country who are wondering what kind of

an army they've got that permits
kidnapping and murder of foreign

the Sioux.

General, are you saying we're back to
punishing Sadankai and his people for

something that was started by somebody
else in the first place?

I'm not saying that.

Zeb, you and I are going to come to an
agreement that's going to settle

everything for all parties concerned.

What kind of agreement are you talking
about?

You and I both know, Zeb, that every
military leader is responsible for the

conduct of the men that he leads.

That's an issue that we can't avoid.

There has got to be a trial here.

Something for this country and the whole
world to hear about.

Because if I settle the situation with
anything less, this country is not going

to stand for it. On trial for what?

On trial for doing a lot less, perhaps,
than I would have done in his place.

It's a damn sight cheaper price to pay
than having those mountains strewn with

the bodies of all of his people.

Now, hear me out.

I will use all the influence I've got to
make sure that the sentence he gets is

just a slap on the wrist. Say, two years
in a military prison. Two years?

And I'll give you my personal promise to
recommend a full pardon inside of one

year.

General, putting Satangai in prison
would be the same as a death sentence

him. Damn it, Zeb.

I'm giving a 90 % concession here. I'm
not getting a nickel back from you.

General, putting Satangai on trial would
demean his people.

And more than that, you're just going to
make all the Indians out here madder

than they are now because of the
behavior of the white man.

Zeb, those are my final words.

You go to Satangai.

And you give him those terms.

If he'll surrender and stand trial, this
matter ends.

And his people will be permitted to go
back to the Black Hills with the treaty

still in force.

There's got to be another way.

There isn't.

Zeb, I owe you my life.

So believe me when I tell you that the
terms I'm giving him are the best that

he's going to get.

The alternative war.

with the white and red men killing each
other before the sun sets tonight.

And believe me, Zeb, Satankai knows that
there's got to be a price paid here.

Yeah.

And he damn sure knows it's his side
always does the paying.

Well, no matter how we feel about it,
the final decision is up to Satankai.

He's got to decide if what I'm offering
is a fair exchange for the lives of all

of his people.

Tell him he can think about it
overnight.

I'll expect both you and Sadang Guy here
at mid -morning tomorrow with his

answer.

Thanks, General.

My sun is set.

My day is done.

Darkness is stealing over me.

Before I lie down to rise no more, I
will speak.

Hear me.

Great Spirit made us and gave us this
land we live in.

You gave us the buffalo, antelope, and
deer for food and clothing.

Our hunting grounds stretched from the
Mississippi to the great mountains.

Where the tipi was, there we stayed.

No house imprisoned us.

No one said, to this line is my land, to
that is yours.

Then... the white man came to our
hunting grounds.

A stranger.

His fellows came to build the roads
across our hunting grounds.

He brought among us...

The mysterious iron that shoots.

I said, the white man is not a friend.

Let us kill him.

But the numbers were greater than blades
of grass.

They took away the buffalo and shot down
our best warriors.

They wiped...

The trails of our people from the face
of the prairies. They forced our

to forsake their ways of their fathers.

When I turn to the east, I see no dawn.

When I turn to the west,

The approaching night.

I have thought much about the words of
the white war chief.

I think I... Perhaps at the trial, they
will see the wrong of it.

They will see that the fault was not
yours.

Do not believe it.

They judge me for the death of that man.

They are clever.

I am...

To the body of my people.

Therefore, they say this.

We give you this choice.

We will attack your body... if you do
not entrust to us your heart.

But there is no trust.

No justice.

So I will not go to their justice.

I will not leave this.

My people.

I will stay here with them.

This will never change.

It will never change.

It will be so one day.

In another life.

We shall greet each other again.

It shall be so.

You are hungry

I

Have

decided

There are others who can lead our people

I am only a body, a voice.

This trial, it may be not bad.

No.

Not bad.

We will be separated for a time. I will
always be with you near this prison.

No.

Our son, you must be with him.

I will bring him to you.

It will be a long time before he comes
to me.

A long time before you come to me.

No.

A war chief cannot die by his own hand
unless he has the honor of his people.

I cannot.

Our people will remember.

They will hold their heads up and say,

we are so warriors.

There will be no warriors more proud.

When the new sun rises.

Until then... We will talk of many
things, my wife.

Our son.

Of a time when people will only smile at
their brother.

He gives you these because you were his
friend.

He will go with you now.

Bye.

Prepare to present arms, Captain.

Hup!

Reset! Hup!

General, this is Chief Satangai, war
chief of the Sioux Nation.

We wanted him here today.

He's here.

I'm sorry, Zeb.

May God have mercy on this man's soul.

Let's hope that this is an end to it.

And to the agony on both sides.

I wish I could believe that, General.

Eight years after the period in which
this story was set, the Sioux did meet

United States Army at a place the world
has come to know as the Little Bighorn.