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Where was it last, Ben? That wildcat mining town?

Oh, I believe it was a Yazoo riverboat.

We were both gambling.

And I lost.

No. You'll never lose, Countess. No, not anymore.

One of the benefits of settling down.

No more rainbow runs for me.

I never thought of you putting your roots down anywhere.

Oh, they're down.

Acceptance is the word.

I want to stay here.

Help build this new town.

Then here's to the end of your rainbow.

The sight of the new town.

I thank you for stopping to pick up the Countess on your way here.

You give a decorative touch to the occasion, Countess.

One of the nice things about owning a railroad, building new towns.

You get so many chances to see old friends.

Why don't you boys help yourself to a drink? The saloon's open.

I don't think we've got anything to drink to yet, Mr. Calhoun.

Your option to lay a track across our land expires in six days.

That's right. I suppose you've got a suggestion.

Excuse me.

Everything's been set up for the celebration, Ben.

Shaker here was just reminding me.

We're 90 days behind in our schedule, Dave.

Well, we can blame that on the delay we had at Bridge and Devil's Gap, the other

side of your old town. Well, that's no skin off our nose, is it?

And I don't think you're about to lay 75 miles of track across our land from

here to Wash Teepa Pass on the six days you've got left in the old contract.

But there's no need to worry, Mr. Calhoun.

After you get to know me better, Mr. Shaker, you'll find out I never worry.

You go right ahead with what you're saying.

Well, seeing as how we got you and your railroad between a rock and a hard

place, we'll be happy to give you a three -month renewal.

And all we want for it is an extra $10 ,000.

Just to sweep the pot.

I see.

We are a little premature, gentlemen, in our celebration.

I'll start laying track again the first thing in the morning.

Go north, around your land.

But that's a good distance out of your way, Mr. Calhoun.

Yes, it is.

Also puts the railhead a good distance away from your land.

You promised a railhead here.

No, no.

I contracted to put the railhead here.

Mr. Shaker has just reminded me that contract ends in six days.

All right.

What do you want if we renew?

Same as it was before, but with a three -month extension.

Strings attached, all frames clear, and no sweeper in the pot.

Mr. Shaker, it is also our option to the future.

You and your smart ideas. Now I say we sign right now.

There was no harm in trying.

We'll sign the contract after the celebration.

Folks will be trooping in for food and drink in a couple hours.

Good. Shall we continue outside?

What would happen if they'd called your bluff?

We've lost pot.

In a few days, our construction crew is going to start land track again.

But here on this site is going to rise a new city, Gateway.

It'll become the crossroads of the Western world.

Indians.

I get to kill the first one.

You insist on standing in the line of fire, Calhoun?

You'll be blasted over the landscape.

Don't cross us, Calhoun.

We'll get them.

You interfere and we'll get you.

I am Chief Saul.

I know who you are.

My wife and child know all of you.

My graves.

Ben, we can't afford to get involved.

I've got a reason to get going.

All right, where is it?

What have you Cheyenne done with it?

One of them had my brother's scalp tied to his belt.

A Cheyenne split my brother's face in half.

These people come in peace. They've got their women and children with them.

Are you standing with them, Calhoun, them butchers?

That time has passed.

Let us go home.

Let us through to die beyond the Washtiba where we were born.

Come back to your reservation.

Now you have the chance.

There the hot lands kill my people. Many more died on trail this.

This is all that is left of what we were.

Even one is too many.

No, Long Arrow.

All we ask is to pass in peace.

That seems like a reasonable enough request.

This is our land, and they will not cross it.

Mr. Olsen, are you afraid of a few women and children and old men?

These people are starving. We don't feed vultures.

Well, at least let them camp where they are until morning.

No.

This is our land.

I beg your pardon, sir. This is the railroad's property right now.

And I'll be the one that says who stays and who doesn't. And I say they're going

to camp here tonight.

Mr. Shaker, send someone back to town. The celebration is off.

Dane, form a dog watch around here. If any of them try to leave this camp,

to kill.

He did it again.

Yes. And you'd have done the same thing.

Well, maybe by tomorrow the ranchers have a chance to cool off.

I wish that were true.

You've had five years to simmer down. It hasn't happened yet.

One night seems like an awful short time.

Keeps on.

I owe you a favor.

I do not remember that a white man owes me.

At Rosago Creek.

First track I ever laid.

BPS and E.

The runner and Indian attacked.

Came in and called them off.

They were outnumbered.

Ben Calhoun.

I did not do it to help you, but to spare needless bloodshed of my braves.

Nevertheless, you saved my life.

And I don't forget a favor.

And I can never forget that railroad caused downfall of India.

Awesome. I hope not.

At any rate, that iron horse can help you a good eel at this point.

Give you a big lift back towards your reservation.

Your iron horse does not go to the wash teapot.

Those men are beyond reason at this point.

They'd kill you before they let you set foot on their land.

Then we die.

What about the children?

At least they will never know shame.

What do you think you're doing, boy?

Feeding them. It's one of my jobs.

Dump it.

I said get rid of it.

I don't think so.

Let him go.

Father says you're not to fight.

Those are the words of an old man.

And they're as empty as our rifles.

Go get some more soup and feed them.

You got any complaints against any of my men, you come to me with.

Here, maybe this will cool your hate down to a comfortable simmer.

Every breath they take bows the air.

So help me the next time Calhoun... He's got too much at stake.

Besides, you're forgetting the fact that those Indians are valuable property.

What do you mean?

A bounty.

The government's willing to pay at least $150 a head for those reservation

jumpers.

So, come tomorrow, they'll have to get off this railroad right away.

And when they do, we'll get them.

What's your name?

Mundrit.

How are you called?

Barnabas.

Mundrit's a pretty name.

My father named me.

He was a great warrior.

His grave lies beyond the Washtiba.

What's she saying?

She talks of snow -capped mountains, green meadows with wild running

deer.

She reminds her husband of his promise that she will see the washtiba once

more.

And him?

Chief Saul never lies.

He promises to bring us there.

Well, Moondrift, that pass is a long way off.

Even if those ranchers let you through, I really don't think... My grandfather

never lies.

Can I talk to you for a minute, Ben?

Certainly. Sit down.

You know, Sven Olsen's a fine, upstanding man.

They go with his decisions.

Use him for a judge.

Right now, he's sitting in his camp, weighing the power of...

The law against the gun.

Searching for an answer.

It would appear that he's already reached his decision.

Stay out of it, Ben.

If you mix in more, they won't allow you your right of way.

One thing you're going to have to remember, Countess. They need me as much

need them.

You can't reason with hate.

Shaker's already counting up his bounty money after handing them over to the

army.

Gaines is full of revenge, hungry for blood.

And Olsen's keeping them checked, is that it?

Sure.

But don't count on him.

He wants me to tell you.

There's no way they'll let those Indians through.

No way you can help.

What about you, Countess?

How do you feel about the Indians?

It's never been a part of your character to run away from trouble.

Time's caught up with me, Ben.

Too many cattle towns.

Too many mining camps.

They've accepted me here.

Sven Olsen in particular, huh?

A very special breed of man.

Does he know everything? I mean, all about you?

As far as he's concerned, I was born here a year ago.

Nothing else makes any difference to him.

Come in.

Mr. Calhoun?

Could you excuse us for a few moments, Barnes?

Yes, sir, but I thought you might like to know that the Indians aren't in too

good shape.

There's nobody to doctor them.

Chief Saul Squaw, I don't think she's going to make it. She wouldn't touch any

of the soup.

I don't think they can make it to Washtiba anyway.

I don't think so either, ma 'am.

But the chief promised them they could.

And those people believe he never lies.

Well, I'll go make some coffee.

Why didn't they go around this land?

It's too far.

You've doctored enough busted -up cowboys to know they couldn't make it in

condition.

Even if they get past tonight, what about tomorrow?

Ben,

you know those Indians are reservation jumpers.

We can get this railroad into trouble.

Don't you think I know that?

Chief Saul doesn't care what you do.

But I care.

I know.

I don't know. You just... You can't blame Olsen and those others for the way

they feel.

You heard what the Cheyenne did to them.

Inevitably, you haven't heard what they did to the Cheyenne.

You've only heard one side of the story.

We're not put here to judge who's right or wrong.

The fact is that we're here. So are they.

We've got to do whatever we can.

I bet if the government wants to push this thing far enough, we could lose the

railroad.

We'll survive.

But they may not.

It's wrong, Sven.

You don't understand what they did to us.

Is it any worse than what you intend to do to them now?

Oh, we want us to be rid of them.

Well, that's easy.

Just feed them and let them move through to Washtiba.

Otherwise, they'll die on the trailer to send them back.

We agreed to do nothing that is not legal.

Well, that doesn't make it right.

Countess, don't stand against us.

Form your deadline outside these red markers where our property begins.

Nobody passes through.

All right, get inside our red flags and stay there.

Stop, Keith, stop! Stop!

We're through talking, Calhoun.

Those Indians are not crossing our land.

All right.

Then they'll have to go through it.

Let them try it.

I said through it, not on it.

You ordered everything legal?

That's the way it's going to be.

We've got a strip of land here 30 feet wide and 75 miles long. It goes right

through your land.

David, we set up two drag lines, 30 feet apart.

Barvis, get all the supplies we've got. You can't do that.

He is within the law.

Your option is up on noon of the fifth day.

You were giving me a three -month extension.

That was yesterday before they came. You stick your neck out for them, you may

lose your railroad.

If it hadn't been for Chief Saul, I wouldn't have a railroad.

You can sure keep it running smooth now, Calhoun, by just backing away from

them. Meanwhile, I've still got the five days.

Get off of my land.

They'll need medical supplies.

Some of the children are feverish.

First aid kit in my car.

Get it.

Count us.

Step over that line.

Your life here is finished.

Now you stop across the line, Mr. Olsen.

I'm setting up these drag lines.

Now we'll set them up.

If that's what you want, we'll lock them in your prison.

And if any of them move an inch across that 30 -foot strip, we'll kill them for

trespassing.

Five more days.

You think they'll make it?

They won't last the day.

They're going to get the chance, though.

You're outside the law.

Instead of helping them, you should be reporting these reservation jumpers.

You've got the same option.

And you've got the men to go after the cavalry.

If you can find them.

You figure by the time we do, you'll get to Wash Tiva.

Exactly the way I figured.

We'll count the dead.

The bounty will still be the same.

I think we'd better put him on the travel.

Feather is a young brave.

He wants to walk.

Got yourself a new trace, Colonel?

Leave me alone.

We're all giving orders now, huh?

Brought you some stew from our camp.

You were kind.

You better eat something, too.

I have eaten.

I'm driven.

Now, I know you haven't.

So come on.

Take me, all right?

Please.

I'm known for my cooking, but that is... Go, please.

We're trying to help you. What's wrong with you anyway?

You are our enemy.

Yeah, well, those kids are hungry.

Get these people down and away from the fire.

Get away from there.

Come back across that line.

That's enough.

A little worse than the Cheyenne.

Just having fun?

We almost got them to step across the line into our territory.

Mr. Gaines said we should try to get them to step across the line.

Call them off.

I said call them off.

Come on back.

I say we stop them now.

For good.

Cover of night to kill women and children, huh?

I've heard enough from you.

Don't try it, Morgan. Put away your guns, all of you.

What's the matter, Olsen? You losing your stomach for this?

We're within our rights this time.

These two are trespassing on our land, and they're armed.

Please, Mr.

Calhoun, what he says is legal.

Turn over your guns and get on your side of the line.

Now the guns are on our side of the line.

Mr. Gaines says you better stay on your side of the line.

Any objections, railroad man?

I can't find the words to express them right now.

You got four days, Calhoun, and you ain't gonna make it.

Your options gonna run out, and you and them Indians ain't even gonna see Wash

Tiva. Four days, and that strip of land of yours comes back to us.

How's the food holding up not good our water is running low Better cut rations

in half again

We've got my horse and Dave's horse. We can put Travois on if any of these

people need any help.

Boy, they sure do taste good.

What's your name?

Rabbit, huh?

How would you like to play a little game, Rabbit?

Oh, come on now. That's no way for a young brave to act.

Go ahead, get it.

Hey!

Get back across that line.

Some way to run a railroad.

Well, what did you do that for? There's no point in baiting a kid.

You changing sides, Shaker? I'm still on the money side, but we don't have to

torture kids to get it.

You should keep an eye on him before he gets into more trouble.

It was not his doing.

You know, Moondrift, you don't have to go with the rest of them.

I mean... What happens to them happens to me.

All right, let's move out.

These are for walking in the moonlight and dancing.

Definitely not for a long walk.

You can't make it without your shoes.

I was unshod till I was 16.

When I put on my first pair of shoes, I traded one way of life for another.

So now it's back to nature, huh?

Or possibly heritage.

The Wash Teva Pass, in those mountains.

How far?

Twenty miles, more or less.

It better be less.

My grandfather promised she would see the washed teapot.

She's gone, Moondrift.

My grandfather never lied.

And the rest, will they get through to Wash Tiba?

That till noon tomorrow.

You didn't answer my question.

Well, let's get an early start.

What do you think you're doing?

I mean to be free.

You will be when you get beyond the wash table.

An old man's dream.

It should be a young man's hope.

Better an honored death in battle than a dishonored fight.

You are as much my enemy as they are.

With this, I can die.

Don't cross over that line.

If you do, they're gonna kill you.

You see, now I am free.

He crossed over the line.

He was sure trying to get somebody the way he was shooting.

What happens to my people happens to me.

Olsen, you know I have always fought with honor, feared nothing, never

lied to my people.

But I promised my wife and my son that they would see the

Washtiba.

There's a hill just beyond there right away.

From there, you'll be able to see it.

Sure, why not?

It takes time to bury.

Then. He's an old man.

Let him bury his dead.

Don't be ashamed of kindness.

You were kind to me when I first came here.

You made them accept me.

I was selfish.

I wanted you to stay for me.

I know that.

And the fact that I'm part Indian made no difference to you.

That never mattered.

Not between you and me.

But Saul and his people.

There's blood between us, not because they're Cheyenne, because they were our

enemy.

If you can forgive me my past, why can't you forgive theirs?

Why can't you help them now?

Cheyenne murdered my wife and child.

And what the others have done to them?

That's their grief.

I have mine.

Can't forgive.

My supplies are running out.

Dime's running out, too.

Wait till that barrel's not gonna help him.

There's still a chance we can reach the wash table by noon tomorrow.

Maybe.

But you keep your eyes open, keep your gun handy.

They've got a feeling even if they do make it, they're not going to let them

through.

Looks peaceful, doesn't it?

Wife and son can see Warshtiba from there.

Well, at noon you no longer have a right of way.

Five out.

All right now, Olsen.

Quaker, calm up the men.

Almost noon.

In a few seconds, your option's up and you'll be on our land.

After they've come a thousand miles.

Go ahead, Olsen.

Go ahead, kill them.

Get even for yourself and for a lot of the rest of us.

I mean, after all, they had the nerve and the gall to fight for a land that

theirs. Try to keep their women from being raped and ravaged and their young

from being dishonored.

Maybe you should do it, Shaker.

Put one right between the eyes, like the good old days, when you weren't a sport

till you killed an Indian.

Are you, Gaines?

You kill them.

Nothing there but a bunch of kids and old women and old men.

You got no guns, you can't fight back.

So kill them.

All of you, kill them.

Then sleep good for the rest of your lives.

out of my way.

What about the Indians?

I don't see any Indians.

Shaker, do you see any Indians?

Nope.

No Indians.

James, do you see any Indians?

No.

I don't see any Indians.

I guess that's right.

If there were any Indians, they would have traveled over a thousand miles.

Been hot, tired.

Less than a hundred yards from the destination.

That's if there were any Indians.

You are a forgiving man.