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[crickets chirping]

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[whispers] Stay there, boy.

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Alright, mister.

'Reach for the sky.'

Sure, as soon as I finish my beans.

You heard me. Reach!

- 'I'm not foolin'.' - Of course, you're not.

I know a real outlaw when I see one.

Once I start to eat, I hate to quit.

You'll have some?

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Where's the hombre that's with ya?

Nobody with me.

- Then whose plate is that? - It's yours.

(Jeff) 'Probably little cold by now.'

'It took you longer to get here than I figured.'

You-you saw me comin'?

The time you got off your horse and started

crawling through the rocks.

A-and you let me get the drop on you?

How come you didn't take a shot at me?

Oh, I don't know, I don't have any enemies

around here that I know of.

If I did, they'd probably be a little older than you.

I'm..

Bacon and beans aren't much to offer

but they're mighty fillin'.

[dog barking]

Sounds like your friend's hungry too.

Here, Buzz.

Here you are, boy.

Come on.

Thanks, mister.

We appreciate it.

You're welcome.

Here you are, Buzz. This is more of your style.

Gee, I..

Sorry, I snuck up on you.

I mean, tried to.

Forget it.

What do they call you back home?

Ben Wilkins.

My name's Curtis. Jeff Curtis.

Jeff Curtis, the wagon master?

That's right. You from the wagon train?

Umm, yeah, I was.

But I'm not anymore.

I'm traveling alone.

Me and Buzz.

Oh, it's a nice country. Of course, every once in a while

an Indian or two shows up but..

'...aside from that, and wolves..'

...nice country.

The Indians, they're all friendly, aren't they?

Oh, yeah, mostly.

Once in a while, they go on the warpath.

That all depends on how they feel.

'How far you're goin'?'

California.

Maybe Oregon, I guess.

You wanna tell me about it, Ben?

Mr. Cook, the head of the wagons

he was gonna kill my dog.

Why?

Oh, he says that dogs are too much trouble.

That they eat too much.

Told my dad to get rid of him and my sister--

Now hold it a minute. This Cook was gonna destroy all the dogs

before you started your trip?

Yes, sir. My dad tried to argue with him but he's sick and--

Uh, who's sick? Your dad or Mr. Cook?

(Ben) 'My father. He's going West for his health.'

Don't imagine this is gonna do his health much good

your running away like this, Ben.

I know but..

But me and Buzz, we..

[sighs]

Tell you what, Ben, how do you like

to lend Buzz to me for a few weeks?

What do you mean?

I'll tell you about it while we're getting your horse.

If we leave now, we oughta be in Joplin by noon tomorrow.

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(Cyrus) 'And we'll start promptly at sunup tomorrow.'

Be sure to check your guns and ammunition very carefully.

My wagon will lead out and my nephew's wagon here

will come right along behind me.

'The rest of you, figure out your positions in the train'

'anyway you want to.'

If you can't agree on your places, come see me.

Now then, are there any questions?

Uh, Mr. Cook..

...going across Indian country without a regular wagon master

is a little risky, isn't it?

They say this Curtis is one of the best.

He's probably like the rest of his breed.

They can't settle anywhere and make a livin'

so they guide settlers across the country.

'As soon as they get their pay, they go on a spree till broke.'

'That's why he isn't here now. Still celebrating somewhere.'

What about Sam Wilkins? He's gone out lookin' for his boy.

And he might not get back by sunup.

Well, that's his worry. We don't want anyone in this wagon train

that can't discipline his own family.

But Sam is a sick man, Mr. Cook.

And he's got his daughter along too.

Personally, I'm not leaving here without him.

Or without a wagon master either.

Me neither!

Yeah, me and my sisters are waitin' too.

Cyrus, looks like you and your nephews are gonna be all alone.

Alright, the rest of you can do as you please.

I'm leaving at sunup tomorrow.

[indistinct chattering]

If all of your wagons are ready, we'll leave at sundown today.

- Who are you? - Jeff Curtis.

I dragged myself out of the gutter as fast as I could.

We're sure glad to see you, Mr. Curtis.

- My name's Johnson. - Howdy?

Curtis, I'm Slocum from Tennessee.

- What about the Indians? - They're friendly, aren't they?

Yeah, most of the tribes are friendly.

Those that aren't generally don't attack

a well-armed wagon train.

Where've you been? Your sister's been worried about you.

What's the idea of running off like that?

- You Wilkins? - No, I'm not. I'm Clay Cook.

- This brat ran off-- - You related to the boy?

No, but he'd like to be. He's sweet on my sister.

- If I'd anything to say-- - Get back to your wagon--

Look, if the boy needs any disciplining

let his father do it.

- Now, listen, Curtis-- - Forget it, Clay.

Ben, you go back to your wagon. Leave that dog here.

- You know the orders. - What orders, Mr. Cook?

We're not taking any dogs on this trip, Curtis.

Too much trouble to look after him.

That's funny. Never heard of a wagon train without dogs before.

They can smell an Indian farther than you can see one.

We won't need any dogs. The Indians are friendly.

I still wanna know when they're around.

That's why I'm taking Buzz.

The boy ran away because of that dog. He disobeyed orders.

This is serious, Curtis.

In the wagon train, you've gotta have discipline.

That's right, Mr. Cook, and we're gonna have him.

Buzz belongs to me now. Ben gave him to me.

'So he wouldn't have to disobey you.'

What?

We might as well get this straight right now.

You can give all the orders you want but not to me.

I don't work for you.

- You've been hired-- - I was hired but not by you.

The minute I take responsibility for this wagon train

I'm working for every man, woman and child in it.

I'll see that you get where you're going.

You're takin' over, huh? You're giving the orders now

is that it?

No orders, just suggestions.

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I told you to keep your hands off that boy.

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Don't, Clay.

(male #1) 'You haven't got a chance against this gunslinger, Clay.'

Why didn't you shoot, Curtis?

Same reason I wouldn't let your uncle kill the dog.

You might be useful on this trip.

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That's enough.

I said, that's enough and I meant it.

Stay out of this, Jim.

This gotta be settled somehow between here and California.

Might as well be now.

What you do on the trail's your own business.

What you do in Joplin's mine.

There won't be any lawman to look after you on the trail.

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- I would've finished this now. - Oh forget it, Clay. Forget it.

I hired Curtis because he knows the country.

And I won't have you interferin' with him. Come on now.

Why didn't you let Jeff slaw him, marshal?

He had it comin'.

Whatever he has comin' will catch up to him.

It always does, son.

You better run along. Get rested up before night. Scat.

When do you figure to pull out?

Around sundown.

Goin' to Santa Fe trail as usual?

Sure, it's four, five week shorter.

When you hit Cheyenne territory, keep your eyes open.

- Wide open. - I generally do, Jim.

Notice I'm still wearing my own hair.

I know. But I've been hearing some things about

Chief Black Kettle I don't like.

Oh, don't worry about Black Kettle.

I was through his village.

He still hasn't forgotten what Custer did to him

and his Braves in Washington last year.

That's just the trouble, Jeff. He hasn't forgotten.

I hear he's been armin' his Braves with rifles.

Rifles?

- Where's he getting 'em? - Renegade smugglers.

That's not so good.

I gotta hold these pilgrims off for a while?

I don't think so, Jeff.

It will take Black Kettle a long time to arm all of his Braves.

- You told anybody about this? - No.

Good.

These settlers are jumpy enough without worrying about Cheyenne.

I don't want them shootin' the shadows.

- Well, good luck, Jeff. - Thanks. I'll need it.

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Oh, it's a good, sound rig you've here, ladies.

Shouldn't have any trouble making the trip.

Hi, Mr. Curtis, I-I want you to meet my two sisters.

[laughs] Emma and Ada.

Pleasure.

Uh, and watch your step with them, Jeff.

They're old maids.

Our dear brother must have his little joke, Mr. Curtis.

I understand, miss. Any of the men on the wagon train

uh, disturb you, just let me know.

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- When do we start, Jeff? - Oh, five, ten minutes.

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Having little trouble with your work, Ben?

Ah, yes, sir. A little.

The one on this side works the other way.

Well, hello there, Buzz.

Hey, Buzz, sit down. We're busy.

'Sit down.'

Ben, how'd you like to take care of Buzz for me

for two or three weeks?

'I'm gonna be pretty busy.'

Gee, sure thing, Mr. Curtis.

I have an idea you're Curtis.

- I'm Sam Wilkins. - Mr. Wilkins.

Ben's told me about you, I've been anxious to thank you

for bringing the boy back, and also fixing it up for his pup.

Oh that's all part of a wagon boss' job, that sort of thing.

Hope the trip won't be too much for you.

Oh, I'll make it.

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Hey, where's this outfit headin' for?

California.

Who do I see about joinin' up?

Me. I'm the captain.

What do you charge? One wagon, two people.

- Where's your wagon? - It will be along.

Where are you from?

Does that make a difference in the price?

No.

We share and share alike on what the wagon boss charges.

- How much? - It comes about $25 a wagon.

Twenty five do..

Well, I don't know. That's a heap of money.

Wagon bosses don't work cheap.

Hey, is this horse worth that to ya?

Does the saddle go with the deal?

It's a little warm for Christmas, ain't it, mister?

I paid $40 for this saddle. It's just now gettin' broke in good.

Guess you can make it from here, can't you, Ben?

Oh, I could've handled all of it, if I had to.

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Oh, Ann.

I'd like to introduce Mr. Curtis, our wagon master.

How do you do, Mr. Curtis?

How do you do, Miss Wilkins?

I understand you and Mr. Cook have already met.

I'll see you later, Ann.

We're very grateful to you for what you did.

Oh I guess somebody would've had to do it to him sooner or later.

It wasn't all one-sided though.

I meant we're grateful for your bringing Ben home.

Oh! Well, that was a pleasure too.

Very nice to meet you.

Seems to be quite a man.

From what I hear, he's an irresponsible roughneck.

Irresponsible? I wouldn't say that.

But in this part of the country, it helps to be a roughneck.

It sure does. You should have seen what he was doin'

to your boyfriend when that marshal stepped in and--

I didn't ask you, Ben. Now get back to your work.

Why, sure, ma'am. I'd be proud to.

Thirty dollars, that right?

And you pay my passage to the wagon boss.

It's a deal.

Climb on behind.

I just made me good buy on a horse.

Do you have a bill of sale for it?

- Are you sayin' I stole him? - I'm just askin'.

So am I.

Men, ready to pull out?

You're givin' the orders.

Hey, wait a minute. We can't pull out yet.

We roll when the wagon boss gives the word.

Wagons West!

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Get away from that horse.

This train don't pull out till my wagon gets here.

What's this riot all about?

I paid for my wagon to go with this outfit.

Well, your wagon isn't here. We can't wait all night for it.

Listen, mister, when I make a deal, it stays a deal.

I'll get him out of there.

Did you ever get shot in the leg, mister? It hurts.

We can settle this without any gunplay.

Oh, that suits me.

But this spread don't pull out till my wagon gets here.

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Is that your wagon?

Is it four-up with a girl a-drivin'?

- Yeah. - That's it.

I made it, Arch.

Oh, they weren't in no hurry, honey.

We wouldn't have moved without you.

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Here's your horse.

No offence, ma'am, but this is liable to be a pretty rough trip

for, well, for a woman in your condition.

Funny thing about us, mister, but we makes our own decisions.

Hyah!

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Wagons West!

Wagons West!

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- Circle the wagons, Mr. Cook. - What's wrong?

Nothing, just a good place to camp for the night.

There's still two good hours of daylight left.

No use pushing it too hard. We got a long way to go.

Alright, camp for the night.

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[horse neighing]

There.

Here you are, Ally.

Thanks, Arch. I just can't.

Oh, Ally, you've got to eat something.

It's been two days since you had anything except coffee.

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I brought you some sassafras, dear.

It's just about the best thing I know for an upset stomach.

Thank you.

What do I do with this stuff?

Well, you take some boiling water

and put it in it and steep it for a while.

I know it's going to make you feel better, dear.

Is there anything I can do to help, Mrs. Lawrence?

Thank you very much, miss. I-it's just that I--

It's just that she won't eat.

She's starving herself, that's what.

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I guarantee you'll like this, Mrs. Lawrence.

Pheasant.

Taste just like chicken, only better.

- Thank you very much Mr. Curt.. - You'll have to clean it, Arch.

You have your husband boil that with just a little bit of salt.

- You'll make out alright. - Oh, that sounds fine.

I think I'll be able to eat that.

Good, and don't you worry, some of the healthiest children

in the country were born on wagon trains.

I was born to one myself.

You seemed to know an awful lot about babies, Mr. Curtis.

'Are you a father?'

No, just a godfather several times.

'I'm a bachelor, Mrs. Lawrence.'

(Sam) 'Mr. Curtis, have you eaten?'

Uh, no, I haven't.

- Won't you join us then? - I'd be glad to if..

...Miss Wilkins doesn't mind eating with a roughneck.

I deserve that.

I'm sorry.

- Here, Mr. Curtis. - Oh, thanks.

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You know, there's some disadvantages

to being a bachelor.

Oh, what do you mean, Mr. Curtis?

- Did you make this? - Yes, I did.

Mighty good.

As good as pheasant, Mr. Curtis?

Better.

Come on, Buzz.

Some roughneck.

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Hey, Curtis!

I wanna talk to you about somethin'.

- Go ahead. - Uh, it's about Ann Wilkins.

She's gonna marry my brother, you know?

- No, I didn't know. - Well, you do now.

And if I were you, I'd stay away from her.

Did Clay send you to tell me this or was it your own idea?

I stopped him from comin' himself.

Ain't no use getting somebody shot up.

That's reasonable, alright. As far as Ann and Clay

being engaged, I'll believe that when I hear it from her.

Look, Curtis, you're only.. Hey, look.

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Hey!

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Indians!

Indians!

- Are they Cheyenne? - I don't know!

Head for the wagons.

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- Nicely done. - Curtis, where have you been?

- Uh, practicing, Mr. Cook. - What do you mean?

Well, I guess nobody got hurt in the excitement.

Who told you to come running back and scare everyone?

Never mind him. Tell us about those Indians.

I will, Mr. Cook.

It's a small band of Kaw Indians up ahead.

They live near. And We'll probably see them

for the next few days.

Are they friendly, Jeff?

(Jeff) 'The Kaws are friendly and harmless.'

'They meet nearly every wagon train that comes through.'

How was I to know that?

If you stayed long enough, I'd told you.

We'll camp here for the night, folks.

You got any beads or trinkets, the Kaws like 'em.

They like fish hooks best of all.

Wait a minute. You say they're harmless?

That's right. All they want's a few presents.

Well, Curtis this is one of your suggestions I'm gonna veto.

We're not giving presents to any Indians, and that's final.

Suit yourself. It's a wise idea, that's all.

They won't hurt you either way.

Alright, start your camp fires.

Jeff.

Are any of the Indians farther west unfriendly?

Well, yes and no.

What do you mean by that?

Well, they don't exactly love us, you can't blame 'em.

Killed off most of their buffalo and moved in on their land.

'They're not really hostile as far as I know.'

They used to be.

What changed them?

Cavalry.

Hasn't been a real uprising since Custer gave Black Kettle

quite a whipping a year or so ago, took all his guns away.

Without firearms, there's as much they can do.

[Buzz barking]

Buzz, everything's alright. You go to sleep.

Just trying to tell us the Indians are

still hangin' around ya.

Are you sure, Jeff?

They may steal a horse or two if we let 'em.

That Cook oughta post a night guard in the stockroom.

You don't like the Cook family, do you?

Oh, I don't know.

They're a little, um, headstrong.

By the way, I've been told to stay away from you from now on.

What for?

Well, there's a rumor around that you're engaged to Clay.

- That's not true. - I didn't think it was.

I don't think I could stay away from you even if it was true.

- You couldn't? - No, ma'am.

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Listen, Clay, I told you before.

We don't want any trouble with him.

If he doesn't stay away from Ann--

You'll do nothing.

You know how much this trip means to all of us.

We won't have you and your stupid temper spoilin' it.

- Goodnight, Ann. - Goodnight.

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The Kaws are still around, Mr. Cook.

Liable to steal some of your livestock.

Alright, I'll post a guard.

I'll take the first shift till midnight.

One of my nephews will relieve ya.

I'll relieve him.

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(Jeff) 'Stay where you are.'

[speaking in native language]

Is this anyway for a Kaw chief to treat his friends?

White man no longer chief's friend.

I've always been a friend of the Indians.

I brought you some fish hooks. Take them and go.

Tell your Braves not to bother us anymore.

Good.

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I was comin' out to relieve you and I spotted this dirty--

What was he doin' to you? Trying to steal your horse?

What's the matter here?

I shot an Indian and Curtis here don't seem to like it.

Answer my question, was he stealing horses?

How should I know? I saw him goin' over the hill--

He was goin' away, minding his own business.

- Now just a minute. - You shot him in the back Clay.

(Jeff) 'You murdered him.'

You're a brave man. You just killed an unarmed Indian chief.

Get the wagons ready to roll. We'll get out of here alright

but the next wagon train through is gonna pay for this.

I hope none of you have any relatives in it.

You really think these Indians will go on the warpath?

What do you think? What would you do

if the Indians killed one of us?

See here, Curtis. You're goin' too far.

I'm goin' farther than that. You keep your nephews of yours

on the wagons and out of their saddles.

'They've given me nothing but trouble ever since the start.'

And that's not a suggestion, friend, I'm tellin' ya.

Ben, get me a shovel.

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How long before we get into Cheyenne country?

We've been in it for half a day.

We have?

Look.

'It's a smoke signal.'

(Jeff) 'Yeah, I've been watching it.'

Well, what do you think it means?

It's hard to tell. It could mean anything or nothing.

We won't take any chances anyway.

Smoke signals don't always mean trouble, Alice.

I know.

Did you see that smoke signal?

Yeah, we've been watching it.

We're in Cheyenne country, aren't we, Cyrus?

Yes, Elizabeth, but I wouldn't worry about it.

I don't think it means a thing.

Have all the wagons with women aboard fall out of line.

- What's that for? - Just in case of an ambush.

The men will make the descent first.

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Peaceful as a church, folks.

Maybe Mrs. Lawrence will be more comfortable

if I took her downhill on my horse.

Go ahead.

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You're quite gallant today, aren't you, Mr. Curtis?

Always am on Friday.

Have some left over if you care to use it.

Back home she used to climb around the rocks

like a mountain goat.

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

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Thank you.

Well..

Don't think I did that dangerous job for nothing, do you?

Oh, Jeff, everybody's watching.

Alright, I'll be around to collect later.

Wonder who are they?

Gonna ride back there and see what's up.

- Who are they, Mr. Cook? - Lawmen most likely.

- What are we gonna do, Arch? - We're gonna wait.

That's all we can do.

- Well, howdy, Jordan. - Hello, Jeff.

Long way from home, aren't you?

Yes, I'm in quite a hurry.

I'm trying to overtake Jackson's wagon train

before it hits the Cimarron.

How come?

Well, we got a tip one of those wagons

are hauling guns for the Cheyenne.

Oh, that doesn't make sense.

How could they pedal rifles from a wagon train

without anybody knowing about it?

Why not? He could drop out with say a bent axle.

Only take him two hours to get rid of the guns

and rejoin the train.

Yeah, I suppose they could work it that way.

It's got to be that way.

A man named Jay Smith picked up a shipment of guns

at Cape Girardeau and disappeared.

We're almost positive he joined that wagon train.

There are at least a thousand men named Smith

this side of the Missouri, could even have changed it to..

Hello, Marshal. Trouble for someone?

No.

Jeff, have you a young man named Lawrence in your party?

Yeah, why?

Well, there was a bank holdup in St. Louis last month.

His cousin was killed, so the law thinks--

So, that's it. That's why he's been so stand-offish.

I'll take care of him right now.

What's come over him?

Oh, there's one of those pests in every wagon train.

This one's got three. Him and his two nephews.

What about Lawrence? You want him for robbery?

Oh, no, just questioning.

I'll find out what I can and let you know the first chance I get.

- Thank you, Jeff. Goodbye. - Nice to see you, Jordan.

And that's final, Lawrence, we got no place for criminals

in a wagon train full of women and children.

Don't nobody make a move.

Alice, you pull our wagon outta here.

'We're leaving these nice people.'

'Stand still, I said.'

'Alice, get in the back.'

That won't be necessary, Mrs. Lawrence.

You keep outta this, Curtis.

I'm warning you as head of this wagon--

That's all over, Cook.

- Who says so? - I say so.

You've given your last order, now I'll give some.

Lawrence stays with us, and so does everybody else.

We're in the middle of Cheyenne country now.

I don't propose to send a lone wagon out.

Alright, how do the rest of you feel about it?

Do you want to travel with a criminal?

What about the girl?

Well, she can stay, one of you men can drive her wagon.

- But Lawrence has gotta go. - No!

I admire your concern for everyone's safety, Mr. Cook.

I suppose you gave Lawrence a chance to tell

his side of the story?

He's right, men. Let the young fella talk.

Go ahead. The marshal wants to know where you were

on the 20th of last month.

Alice and I were on our way to Joplin.

What about the robbery? I understand

one of your cousins got killed.

That's right. I come from a family of outlaws.

Every time when one of 'em got shot or got caught

they hauled me in for questioning.

I got sick of it.

That's why you and Alice are moving West?

That's right. I, I figured maybe it was a country where they

judge a fella for what he is, not for what his relatives are.

But I can sure see that that ain't true.

Yes, it is, Arch, most of the time.

Except when somebody deliberately starts trouble

trying to make himself important.

How do we know he's telling the truth?

'Cause it checks with what the marshal told me.

'He's wanted for questioning, not robbery.'

(Cyrus) 'Well, I'm not convinced.'

Just what do you propose to do about it?

Either Lawrence goes or I do.

Any objections, gentlemen?

'Course you know you're in the middle of

Cheyenne country, Mr. Cook.

I'm not afraid of the Cheyenne.

Alright, folks, we'll camp here for the night.

We can all use the rest.

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Hyah! Come on! Giddy-up!

Hup! Giddy-up!

[indistinct] Hup!

And if what the marshal told me is true

the Cheyenne are receiving rifles.

That may mean trouble.

Now, don't get panicky. Won't do any good.

'Just stay close to the wagons and don't get careless.'

'We'll get through alright.'

Now you all better turn in.

We're gonna break camp before sun up.

'I'm going out to relieve the horse guards.'

Jeff?

Do you really believe the Indians as being armed?

If I didn't think so I wouldn't have told the settlers.

And yet you sent the Cooks away

from the protection of the wagons.

I knew you hated them, I didn't--

I didn't send them away, they made their own decision.

'They seemed pretty anxious to go.'

But you made no effort to stop them.

Did you warn them about the Cheyenne?

Yes, and they said they weren't afraid of the Cheyenne.

- You heard them. - 'Not afraid?'

Did you see the expression in Mrs. Cook's eyes?

How could they help but be afraid?

Especially after that smoke signal--

Smoke signals don't mean as much as you think.

Usually means the one party is trying to arrange a meeting..

- I wonder.. - Wonder what, Jeff?

Oh, the smoke signal.

Not being afraid of the Cheyenne.

'Way to get away from the wagon train, like the marshal said.

All adds up, Ann.

You don't suspect the Cooks are arming--

I'll tell you when I get back.

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'Hold it!'

What's the idea, Ben?

Well, I, I thought if you found the Cooks, you..

...you might need help.

You put that thing away and get back to camp.

I-I..

I don't think I can find my way back in the dark.

You managed to find me in the dark.

Sure..

But I could hear your horse ahead of me.

Alright, I guess you'll have to come along.

- There's only one of 'em. - Yeah.

I'm gonna circle around till I get in front.

You wait here till I get outta sight. Then count up to 20 and..

[rock clacks]

- Clay? - Yeah, I heard it.

(Jeff) 'Don't move, Clay. Drop the gun.'

I said, drop the gun.

Come on in, Ben.

Where's the other wagon?

- My husband and Gaylord-- - Shut up!

There's nothing wrong in trading with the Indians, is there?

That depends, ma'am, what kind of goods were you trading?

The usual things. Beads

hand mirrors, huntin' knives, you know.

And whiskey?

(Mrs. Cook) 'I would know about that, but I don't think--'

Why don't you leave her alone, Curtis?

Kick his gun outta the way, Ben.

'You better get down, Mrs. Cook.'

- I wanna search that wagon. - You're not searching anything.

You're in no position to give orders.

Here, Ben..

Hold it right on his belt buckle.

Be careful it's got a hair-trigger.

I'll kill you for this, Curtis.

What do you expect to find in the wagon?

For your sake, Mrs. Cook, I hope I don't find anything.

[intense music]

Is this what you call honest trade goods, Mrs. Cook?

So that's what you all have been doing?

Selling rifles to the Indians.

So they could turn them on our own people

in the wagon trains.

Why, you're all murderers! All of..

Take it easy, Mrs. Cook. We're going back to camp.

I'll drive, you guard him.

Ben, pick up the horses, meet us later.

[dramatic music]

That's it, all the belts are here.

Good.

Alright, chief, now we'll go get the guns.

[speaking in native language]

[music continues]

The wagon's gone.

Maybe, maybe Clay moved it someplace else.

No, he'd be here to tell us if he did. Something's happened.

Those Indians'll skin us alive if they find out.

Don't let 'em know anything's wrong.

Our only chance is to get within sight of that wagon train

then make a run for it.

[music continues]

[serene music]

- Mornin', Ann. - Morning.

Arch, have you seen anything of Ben around?

He hasn't been at the wagon all night.

No, I haven't.

Maybe he's following Jeff around

you know how he's always taggin' after him.

Jeff? Hasn't Jeff come back yet?

No, not unless he came in--

Oh, Mr. Lawrence! Come quick! Your wife!

What's the matter with my wife?

(Ann) What do you expect?

Oh, no, she can't. Not at a time like this.

- [indistinct] - Get a lot of water bottles.

Come down, stand aside and help the women.

- Yeah. - I'll boil the water.

[indistinct chatter]

Hey. look! Look! Look, Jeff!

[indistinct chatter]

- Jeff, Jeff there! Look! - I've things to do.

But.. Look! And he's strapped on a Cook's wagons.

Pull this wagon out of the circle. Come on!

[dramatic music]

We're liable to have visitors any minute now.

Cheyenne. See that every man has at least two guns.

There are extra rifles in this wagon.

Extra rifles?

- Then it was the Cooks that.. - That's right.

Clay's tied up inside.

Keep an eye on him, we'll decide what to do with him later.

Lend a hand to that team, will you, Arch?

Unhook 'em and tie 'em up inside.

Come on, Ben, we'll get the wagons started.

They found the tracks to the other wagons.

- Hup! Get up! Hyah! - Hyah!

[music continues]

[intense music]

Jeff, do you really think the Cheyenne will attack us?

I wish I could say no but they want those guns awful bad.

- How's Alice? - Alright.

- Mrs. Cook's with her. - 'Here they come!'

Make room for Cook's wagon.

[gunshots]

Selling rifles to Indians.

- He ought to know better. - We wanna talk to you, Cook.

We'll deal with these men later.

Right now we need every man that can pull a trigger.

What for? The Indians are gone.

They'll be back like a swarm of bees.

Get off your wagon and find a place at the barricade.

What about Clay?

Untie him, give him a rifle. Ann.

Have some of the women help you build a fire.

What for, Jeff?

If we can't stop the Indians, we won't let them get the guns.

We'll burn 'em.

[intense music]

Let's have a rifle.

[music continues]

[gunshots]

[Indians shouting]

[gunfire]

[music continues]

[gunfire continues]

[music continues]

[indistinct] Somebody, take care of 'em, Slocum.

[gunfire continues]

[gunfire continues]

Ben, more cartridges.

[music continues]

[gunfire continues]

[music continues]

[gunfire continues]

Jeff!

[gunfire continues]

[music continues]

[gunfire continues]

[speaking in native language]

Yeah! Yeah! We lit them.

Well, we drove them off.

What's gonna happen when we get strung out on the trail

with 200 miles of their country to cross?

Start building up that fire.

Burn the Cook rifles.

Hook up Cook's wagon.

'Chief Black Cattle!'

I've known Black Cattle for many years.

He's a man of honor.

When he makes a bargain it is kept.

'Would you say the same for me?'

What is the bargain?

Give me safe passage for my wagons

and I won't report this attack to Colonel Custer.

I bought rifles from your men.

I have not got them.

(Jeff) 'The men that made that bargain are dead.'

I must have the guns or I will take them.

Black Cattle tried that once.

Does he still thinks he can take them?

It will be different when the wagons are on the march.

Perhaps.

Even if you destroy the train you'll not get the guns.

[intense music]

[fire crackling]

[speaking in native language]

Why have you destroyed the guns?

Could I let them fall into your hands

to be used against my people?

I can't give you the guns.

I will return your furs if you let us go in peace.

And the wagon and horses that haul them away.

You leave me no choice.

Go.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Well, we have safe conduct through the Cheyenne country.

- Hurray! - Yay!

Hey, Jeff! Jeff!

I'm a father.

Well, that's great, Arch. Boy or girl?

Jeff, you ain't never gonna believe this.

There's one of each. Whoo-hoo!

[all cheering]

Some roughneck.

[music continues]

[serene music]

[music continues]