All language subtitles for Heroes of The Alamo 1937_eng

Heroes Of The Alamo 1937

I have my orders

not to let no one pass.

Well now, who says so?

Why, no one ever kept any settlers from

coming to Texas.

Whose orders are you working under?

South Sudanese, General Santa Anna.

It is by his orders that no more

settlers shall enter Texas from the United States

from this day on.

Well, if that ain't, now look at here,

partner.

We ain't got no place to go back

to.

So my place in Tennessee, the house, the

farm, the whole shebang to come to Texas.

And Lord Hunter's done the same.

What'll he do?

It's a long pull back to Tennessee.

And he ain't got nothing left there.

I was a good citizen back there, paid

my taxes regular, voted for Andy Jackson, aimed

to be a good citizen there.

I am sorry, senor, but I have already

told you no more Americans will be permitted

to enter.

I have the goodness to turn your wagon

around and do not lose time.

Well, I started for Texas fire and that's

where I'm going.

Get back!

Halt!

Ready!

Don't shoot!

Heel stop!

Go away!

Go!

At ease.

Mary?

You've got to go back.

But don't leave Arkansas.

I'll see what I can do.

We'll sure be working together, partner.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Get up!

Now see here, Captain.

You mean to tell me that Texas is

closed to settlers from now on?

From now on.

I have the goodness to go, please.

Hello?

Yes, my partner.

See who's at the door, Luke.

Yes.

Hello, Austin.

William H.

Morton.

My goodness.

What are you doing here in San Felipe?

Sit down, man.

Sit down.

Austin, something has got to be done.

Yes?

About what?

There's nothing to smile about.

I mean this border blockade.

Why, Texas isn't a colony anymore.

It's a garrison.

Soldiers everywhere.

Yes, I know, Warden.

What's happened this time?

What's happened?

Why, they turned back one of my own

settlers.

A fellow named Hunter.

Tennessee man.

A fine government.

They've broken every promise they ever made.

Free immigration.

No taxes.

Bah!

Sit down, Warden.

Why, one can't move out of doors without

feeling one of San Antonio's agents spying on

you.

Yes.

Yes, I know.

I know.

There's 30,000 Americans in Texas at this

minute.

How much longer do you expect them to

put up with this tin-pot dictator in

Mexico City?

Well, if you don't do something, it means

insurrection.

And if that happens, God knows where it

will end.

And I'm for it.

You're what?

I'm for independence.

It's inevitable.

We settled this country, fought the Indians, cleared

forests.

Now we're rich in Santa Ana and all

this.

Only too well.

Texas' destiny is independence.

Now listen here, Warden.

You sit down.

Sit down and listen to me talk.

When I opened up this country, Warden, I

promised the Mexican government one thing.

I promised them that our settlers would become

Mexican citizens.

Loyal ones.

You know as well as anybody in this

country that my word is as good as

my bond in Mexico.

They've always trusted and respected you.

Well, that's because I've never lied to them.

But suppose our settlers revolt.

Then what does that do to me, Stephen

Austin?

True.

But you're only one man.

What about these 30,000 others?

I'm thinking of them.

You must remember that Santa Ana is a

dictator.

That he has an organized army of veterans.

While we, well, we have our rifles and

our anger.

But they still have one great advantage.

Well, organization.

While we're scattered over 500 miles of wild

country.

Now why not take it easy?

United, we're all powerful.

Now here's my plan.

We'll call a meeting, a convention of all

Texas.

And we'll hold it right here in San

Felipe just as soon as the rains are

over.

Right.

But I warn you, Austin.

The time for half measures has passed.

We'll discuss, but we'll act.

Why not stay here tonight?

Thanks.

I'll pull up at the tavern.

Just as you say.

Luke, Mr. Warden's things, please.

I'll see you before I leave.

Yes, Duke.

Good night.

Good night.

Master Austin.

Is there going to be a war?

Is there going to be bloodshed?

No.

No, Luke.

No, it mustn't come to that.

Yeah.

Mrs. Dickinson?

When will my breakfast be ready?

Indeed, Mrs. Dickinson.

You'd eat the food right out from under

your husband's nose, I see.

And I see I'll have to go butcher

another sheep.

None of your impertinence, girl.

I said he died of Parkinson's having its

effects on you.

I'll be feeding you out of a trough.

Pretty flip, I should say.

I think I'll just have to give you

a taste of following the plow.

Let you raise a little corn, cotton.

And maybe you'll appreciate the fine husband you'll

want.

And I'll set you to cooking and washing

and spinning and making your own clothes.

Wait, wait.

Man's work is from sun to sun.

A woman's work is never done in Texas.

I wouldn't have any other woman in the

wide world but you, Ann.

Happy, Ann?

Happy?

Yes, I am happy.

You know, this year we're going to get

even more for our cotton than we got

last year in spite of the taxes, doggone

them.

What do you say to a nice wedding

trip at harvest time?

New Orleans.

Oh, Al, New Orleans.

You'd like that, huh?

Oh, I'd love it.

But Al, won't things be all right by

that time?

Oh, what do you mean?

Well, the men are talking about the Mexicans

and they say we'll have to take Texas

for our own.

But all that would mean war.

Just a lot of talk.

Nobody wants war anyway.

Big mouths, nothing up here.

Well, you stay out of it and stay

out of politics.

Sure, I'm no politician.

I'm a farmer.

Well, you used to be a soldier.

That was a long time ago.

We haven't got time to fight in this

country, Ann.

We're building it.

Shucks.

In a couple of years, I'll build you

the prettiest house you ever saw.

Two stories, tall columns out in front.

Just like back in the United States.

You can't fight and build a house at

the same time.

Oh, I know.

It's all a lot of talk.

Well, you better be off to town now.

I need coffee beans and flour and sugar

and salt.

Now, I guess that's all.

And don't you forget them.

I won't.

What's for dinner tonight?

All right.

I'll be seeing Dickerson.

Where are you writing from, partner?

Van Fleet.

Wonder who Dickerson knows up that-a-way.

It's Stephen Austin.

That's who it is.

Say, ain't everyone that can get letters from

Austin?

How's the feelings up that-a-way?

You know what I mean.

Feelings bad.

People can't get over mistakes no more.

Relations and that sort of thing.

There's a lot of talk, I'm telling you.

Well, there'll be more than talk.

If that fellow Santiago thinks he can sit

down in Mexico City and tell us Americans

what to do.

There'll be a- Well, I'm on my

way to bed.

So long, boys.

So long, partner.

So long, partner.

There's a letter just come for you, Al.

Rafe's got it in the store.

Oh.

Well, where's it from?

Van Fleet.

Do you think it might be from Austin?

I don't know.

So that's Dickinson.

Yeah.

Biggest landholder in Don Zoli.

Just a kid.

He's got a mighty fetching wife, too.

She's just a kid.

Hey, Don.

I was- Dickinson.

I was out packing.

Well, Rafe, let's see now.

Bag of salt.

Bag of sugar.

Coffee beans.

I guess that's about all.

Santi, here you got a letter for me.

Yes, sir.

Here she is.

Who's she from, Al?

Well, it's from Austin.

Boys, I'm in politics.

Always said you'd come to some bad end.

In fact, you boys are going to have

to get out and lecture there for me

now.

What's Austin want you to do?

Wants me to be a delegate to a

convention.

All Texas.

First one we've ever had.

April, San Felipe.

Well, you're going in, chaps.

Wouldn't miss it.

Austin wants me special.

Said so.

Well, if Stephen Austin wants you to go,

it's up to us to send you out.

We'll elect you.

Well, thank you, boys.

Now, I'm a politician.

I guess I'll have to spend a little

money.

The drinks are on me.

Let's go, Dickinson.

I'll hold your coat.

Come on.

Good-bye, ladies.

Good-bye.

Well, gentlemen.

Gentlemen.

Hello, there.

Jim Bowie.

Why, hello, Wharton.

Did you have a hard trip down?

Yes.

River's still pretty high.

Heavy rains up north.

Are you all ready for the fight?

What fight?

Oh, come now.

Everybody knows that you and Stephen Austin are

due to fight it out at this convention.

Yes.

And what this colony needs is a little

fight in its blood.

Order.

Order, sir.

Gentlemen.

A crisis faces us.

For the past two years, we've seen the

ruler of Mexico break and throw away the

solemn promises made by his predecessors.

General Santa Anna has levied taxes upon us.

And we thought there would be no taxes.

He has sent soldiers here to collect those

taxes.

And now, suddenly, without any reason whatsoever that

we know of, our kinfolks and our friends

have been barred from crossing this border.

The soldiers stopped my life and it...

Frank Hunter's brother and his wife had to

go back to Tennessee.

Just a minute, gentlemen.

There is a way to deal with this

situation.

Mr. Chairman.

Mr. Wharton.

What's the use of talking all day here?

If you think this Santa Anna is going

to pay attention to anything we say, you're

bang at the moon.

He knows just one thing, that here in

Texas are 30,000 Americans who want his

kind of And that's just 30,000 too

many to suit him.

He's going to run us the way he

runs Mexicans.

And we can stand for it.

Or we can...

Mr. Wharton, I don't think...

Or we can show we won't stand for

it.

We don't have to take his kind of

government.

Soldiers, spies, broken promises.

Why, he has spies among us here at

this very moment.

I'll bet...

Mr. Wharton, must I remind you that we

meet here on Mexican soil?

Ah, Mr. Chairman.

Mr. Bowie.

I'm no speaker, but what I want to

say is, I think William Wharton has the

right idea.

We can't be run from Mexico City.

It's too far away.

And if things ain't changed, there's bound to

be some fighting.

And we might as well get used to

the idea.

Yeah.

Yeah, Colonel Austin.

Yes.

My name is Travis.

I'm a lawyer.

And even a lawyer can see when things

reach a point that law won't do.

Now, there's other ways than fighting.

And I personally am willing to try some

of those ways first.

Colonel Austin, I call on you, the founder

of Texas.

What is your suggestion?

Thank you, Mr. Travis.

Friends, Mr. Bowie has said that we must

not be ruled from Mexico City.

And he's right.

We must be ruled from Texas.

Yes.

Then let us adopt a petition calling on

the Mexican government to create this colony a

sovereign state of the Republic of Mexico.

And let us take that to General Santana.

A petition?

I am for independence now.

I am for taking the bull by the

horns.

And if it means fight, wife, fight, any

Texan is a match for ten Mexicans.

I agree.

I'm for statehood.

But there's one thing I think we've overlooked.

I understand Mr. Wharton is a bachelor.

Well, I have a wife.

And to defend her, I'll fight and I'll

fight quick.

But I won't say yes to any revolution

that will strike at her or any other

Texan's wife or mother until we've tried everything

else.

I say send Stephen Austin to Santa Ana

with our demands.

In Mexico City, he's trusted, respected.

If he can't succeed, no one can.

But I say let him try.

If he fails, Colonel Austin, I second that

motion.

Gentlemen, the proposition is before this meeting.

All those in favor?

Aye!

And those against the motion?

Carry.

Gentlemen, I leave for Mexico City to present

your petition to General Santana.

Carry!

Castillo?

Why was not the plotting of this Major

Rodriguez discovered sooner?

No one suspected, Excellency.

He talked so swiftly.

I talked too swiftly.

Cost.

Your spies, they are not very efficient.

It will not happen again, Excellency.

Our soldiers came just in time.

Did you capture Captains Morales and Constanza?

We did, Excellency.

Bring them to me.

Bring in the prisoners.

Well, gentlemen?

You thought to overthrow me, eh?

You know what happened to your fellow conspirator,

Major Rodriguez?

Your fate will be the same as his.

Take them out.

Ready?

Aim!

Fire!

Humble and loose.

That gentleman is live.

Enter.

My agents have returned from Texas.

From Texas?

They report the American colonists in great state

of discontent.

Is it by chance they find my tax

levies and customs going?

They hate them.

Indeed.

No doubt they resent the closing of their

borders.

At their settlement of San Felipe in April,

they called the convention for the express purpose

of discussing your actions and decrees.

They should never have been allowed in Texas.

Excellency, even now a messenger is riding toward

Mexico City with the demands of this convention.

Ah, and who is this messenger to send?

His name is Stephen Austin.

Austin?

Stephen?

Ah, it was he who first planted this

troublesome brood of Americans north of the Rio

Grande.

Well, let him come.

Let him come.

Let him

come.

Yes, come in.

Thank you.

General Santana.

Welcome.

Come and be seated.

Thank you, Your Excellency.

I understand you have been in Mexico City

for some time.

Now tell me, what brings you here?

Well, I have the honor, sir.

I've been the authorized representative of your colonists

in Texas.

Ah, yes.

And what is the reason that my colonist

in Texas sent an authorized representative to see

me?

This, Your Excellency.

The sincere petition of 30,000 Mexican citizens.

As you will read in it, we in

Texas feel that we merit a greater part

in the government of our colony, considering the

prosperity that our labors have brought to it.

It is for this reason, sir, that we

ask the Mexican government to make Texas a

state, a sovereign part of the Republic of

Mexico.

But, señor, that could never be.

Never, Your Excellency.

Why?

It is not a part of my policy

to grant statehood to Texas.

And may I ask why not?

Because Texas is too close to the United

States.

And I do not trust the Americans who

live there.

But, sir, Texas is loyal, and will remain

loyal, as long as you grant her people

a voice in their own rule.

Suppose, señor, I do not grant it.

What then?

May I remind you, Your Excellency, that the

cry of the New England colonists during the

American Revolution was, no taxation without representation.

You draw a disturbing parallel, señor.

Those colonists revolted.

Yes, and founded a great nation.

So, it is revolution you threaten me with.

I do not threaten you, Your Excellency.

I simply show you and tell you how

you can depend on the loyalty of Texas.

I said I did not trust Texas.

Need I add that I do not trust

you, señor Alston?

But, Your Excellency, I cannot...

Was it not you yourself who summoned those

Americans to me to San Felipe?

Where they shouted treason and revolt in broad

daylight?

Will you deny that, señor Alston?

We met as freeborn men, Your Excellency, to

exercise the freedom of speech and of assemblage.

We committed no treason.

You did not ask my permission to meet.

Must I teach you, señor, that there is

no right in Mexico to save those granted

by Santa Ana?

Your Excellency, will you listen to me?

You're like all these Americans.

Wherever they are, they must rule.

Well?

...rule here.

You wish to steal Texas and make it

a part of the United States.

That's not true.

My only wish has been to live as

a loyal citizen of Mexico.

So?

Do not try to deceive me.

I know your plot.

My soldiers will stay in Texas.

And you, Senor Austin?

You will stay here.

Arrest him.

General Santana?

You have made your first mistake.

Hey there!

Hey there!

There's wrestling down under the trees at the

far end of the field.

Let's go!

There he is!

Come on, boys!

Let's go!

Well, Mr. Dickinson, don't you let that wrestling

match make you late for your dinner.

And Mrs. Dickinson, have you ever known me

to let anything interfere with my meal?

No.

Anybody else want to take me on?

Yeah, I know.

Sometimes I feel like we're sitting on the

edge of a plow at any minute.

I wonder what happened to Steve and Austin.

I wish I knew.

Well, we can't let the party die.

Oh, and...

And, uh...

Why don't you give the folks a treat

and sing that song you sing for me

at home all the time?

Oh, yeah!

Sure, they'd like it.

Oh, yeah.

Uh, not tonight, darling.

Oh, but I only want you to.

Please, dear, don't you understand?

Why, what happened?

Lordy, you look so hot.

Lady-born Texan.

We'll have to make this a great country

for her.

For her children after her.

We will.

Almost a year!

Those are days!

Yeah!

It is good.

They are in fighting spirit, Excellency.

And daily we expect General Chastain's return from

Zacatecas.

Victorious.

Victorious, with 1,500 veteran troops.

And then, Excellency...

And then, my good General, you move northward.

And I shall follow you soon towards Texas.

Before spring, Excellency, all Mexico will be truly

your empire.

My good friend, there isn't a national prison

that's American.

I forget his name.

It has been long.

You mean the Texan, Austin, Excellency?

Austin, yes.

Go on, release him.

He can do nothing now, only carry back

to his rebels news of my power.

Perhaps they will hear and grow wise.

Give him a horse.

Let him go.

Yes, Excellency.

Hey, guys!

Everybody wake up!

Wake up, please!

What's the matter?

What's up?

Mexicans, and they're marching this way.

Marching this way?

What for?

You got a cannon and they want it.

You better call out your militia.

I'm riding to warn the people along the

Brazos.

You hold them here and we'll have help

within six days.

Hold them?

We'll send them running back, faster than they

come.

No way!

That figure don't surprise me sometime tomorrow.

Adios and good luck.

Adios!

Hello!

Dickinson!

All right, I'm coming.

Dickinson!

Who is it?

It's me.

Hey, open up!

Dickinson, get your gun and ride for town.

There's a Mexican troop a few miles away.

We think they're after that cannon.

Ride on ahead.

I'll be there by daybreak.

Al, what is it?

The Mexicans, honey.

You've got to go.

Sure, it'll only be a skirmish.

Don't you worry.

But Al, it'll be war.

You know what I mean.

Sure, I'll take this news it'll be war.

It had to come.

We couldn't go on this way.

You won't take too many.

Now give us some of that iron you

bought from the blacksmith shop.

Mexico!

The rest of you boys, get up there

and take in both sides of this road.

Oh, man!

Austin!

Austin, he's back!

He's back!

Good evening, gentlemen.

Good evening.

Well, are we all here?

Wharton.

Aye.

Travis.

Present.

And Jim Bowie.

Well, friends, this is probably the last meeting

we'll have for some time.

Wharton and I are leaving tomorrow morning for

the United States.

We must have outside help if we are

to defend ourselves.

And we'll get it.

Travis, I leave you in command here.

Bowie stays with you.

Remember, gentlemen, that at all costs and no

matter what happens, there must be hell.

We've held it for three months and nothing's

happened since we changed course back across the

Rio Grande.

But I know Santa Ana.

He'll be back and with an army.

And until Sam Houston organizes an army and

marches here, this is our last outpost.

And it must be held at all costs.

Colonel Austin, there will be hell.

Now, our provisional government is organizing.

Reinforcements and supplies will be sent to you

just as quickly as possible.

Don't forget this.

That this garrison here is the one garrison

that blocks the road to Santa Ana's progress

to our settlements.

And, gentlemen, he's coming.

Good night, gentlemen.

Good night, Colonel.

This way.

Well, send another man there.

We've got to have that ammunition.

Yes, sir.

Morning, boys.

Morning, sir.

Colonel Travis.

Yes, what is it?

Me and the boys have been thinking things

over.

We've been in Bayer and I in the

three months and nothing's happened.

Fact is, we figure nothing's going to happen.

Do we, boys?

No.

So we're leaving.

We've got farms and families and they need

us.

You know how many men I've got to

defend this town?

Oh, I don't need dependents.

Anyhow, you haven't got any authority to keep

it.

That's right.

I can't hold you here.

But a few more men like you desert

on me and there won't be any families

left in Texas for anybody to watch.

Don't worry about it.

Now go on.

Get out!

As long as this war is over, we're

going home.

If you fellas knew anything, you'd come too.

I wish I could be as sure about

everything as they seem to be.

I'm sure.

I'm sure this lull won't last much longer.

Think of him?

If something do, I can feel it in

the air.

And men deserting on me like this?

I haven't any authority to keep them here.

Good Lord, man.

Do you know how many men I have

left now to defend there?

Less than 150.

And for little Potter and shot left, why,

one good fight and we'd use all we

have.

Well, aren't we getting any supplies from the

provisional government?

Provisional government?

You mean provisional do-nothings.

They already tell me that they're squabbling over

who's to be president of Texas.

Do you care if I make a suggestion,

Colonel Taylor?

No, go ahead.

Of course, we're short of shot, men, powder.

All right.

It's my notion, if we moved into the

Alamo, you know that deserted old mission just

outside of town.

We could hold that against all Mexico.

Hasn't got a roof, but the walls are

thick, it's got water.

Think of him?

You're right.

Hello?

What's this?

Boys, Santa Ana has just crossed the Rio

Grande with an army, and he's headed toward

Bear.

Now, the war isn't over yet, it's just

begun, and we're Texas's only army.

Are we going to fight?

Yes!

Now, we have little time to get ready.

You ride north, tell them we need food,

ammunition and reinforcements.

Jim Boyd.

Here, sir.

Now, there's little corn left in Bear, but

there is I want you to round it

up and take it over to the Alamo.

Boys, we're going to fortify the Alamo mission.

James Bonham.

Yes, sir.

I want you to throw a barricade around

the main gate.

Take as many men as you want.

Yes, sir.

Dick.

Yes, sir.

I want you to get the cannon and

what ammunition we have and get it in

the Alamo by tomorrow night.

I'll need a gun crew.

You'll have them.

Well, Jim.

Yeah.

Dang little corn we've been able to get.

You know where we can find any more?

No, but I was just thinking, we won't

be having no banquets.

You won't be having any stomach aches either.

This ain't no barbecue, you know.

It's a fort.

Sure.

But do you think it'll last us?

It'll have to.

Put this back up in there.

Keep on it.

How about it, Bonham?

Still hold?

Good.

Well, let them come now.

You ready, Dickinson?

We're ready.

Any sign of anything yet, Colonel?

Not yet.

We expect that scout back any moment now.

Colonel Jarvis!

Yes?

A stranger's coming toward the gate.

You see who they are?

They look like Americans.

Open the gate.

Open the gate.

You looking for someone, stranger?

I'm looking for Colonel William B.

Travis from the Texan Army.

Well, this is what's left of it.

I'm Travis.

Who might you be?

My name's Davy Crockett.

These are my friends.

Maybe you've heard of me and maybe not.

Anyway, you got any fighting to do?

You Davy Crockett from Tennessee?

That's me.

Well, who hasn't heard of you?

This isn't Tennessee, Davy.

What in the creation brings you down here

but welcome?

Well, this is the nearest fight I could

find.

You see, Travis, it's a long story, but

the meat of it's this.

The numbskull voters in Tennessee wouldn't send me

back to Congress for another term.

And I figured your little war here was

the next best thing to Congress.

Well, if it's fighting you're looking for, you

may get an overdose with us.

An overdose?

Why, uh, let's see.

Hey, it's Mexicans you're fighting, ain't it?

That's right.

Oh, well, it doesn't matter.

One fights just like another.

There's a million-old Betsy here.

I reckon I'll stay and help.

You're sure welcome, Davy.

Bring my horse in, boys.

Come on inside.

I want to talk to you.

Tell her about this going on.

Oh, what have you got?

A doll?

Yeah.

And we have Daddy's hat.

Where did you get Daddy's hat?

You miss your Daddy?

Yeah.

I miss my Daddy now, right now.

I miss Daddy, too.

I'll tell you what, we'll go see Daddy.

We'll go to Daddy's grave.

Would you like that?

Yes?

You think you can cut through those lines?

Try, sir.

Good.

Be ready to ride in 15 minutes.

Yes, sir.

Don't feel

afraid, Bonham.

Ride like you never rode before.

A great deal depends on you tonight.

God be with you.

Dickinson.

Dickinson.

I'll wait for Potter and Shaw after today.

One more good attack will use it all.

Pray God that he gets through.

Lieutenant Dickinson's wife.

Open that gate.

She ran the gauntlet, sir.

Colonel Tavis.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm a Texas woman.

I couldn't sit at home.

I won't leave.

Well, this certainly beats me.

A woman always does get her way, Dickinson.

You'll find that out.

Musty old tank.

No wonder you're coughing.

Oh, it's my old trouble.

Fine times were to strike me.

Hello, Billy.

Hi, Jim.

Good morning, Miss Dickinson.

Good morning.

Well, well, how's the fighting this morning?

Oh, kind of stove up, Billy.

I have some of the boys to carry

out in the yard.

Do you feel well enough?

Yes.

All right, I'll get them.

Yes, sir.

Where's Colonel Tavis?

In his bottom.

Captain Martin just cut his way through the

lines behind me, sir.

Good.

How many men has he got with him?

Just 30.

Just 30?

How about the government?

Any news from them?

Have they sent any more help?

They sent their last 500 men to invade

Mexico.

You mean they sent them to...

They'd only listen to Sam Houston.

Yes.

If they only had to listen to him.

All right, men.

Turn around.

I want to talk to you.

News has just come.

There'll be no more reinforcements.

Now, you all know what that means.

You need to feel obliged to

stay unless you want to.

Now, if any of you want to leave,

this is your last chance.

Cross this line to me.

Blackshift, carry me over that line.

The dial is tapped.

Do you agree?

Each hour we delay, Your Excellency, gives Houston

more time in the north.

And we all agree, Your Excellency.

Reinforcements may reach them who knows.

Attack and advance.

The fight to a finish, it will be

costly.

You know how these Americans fight.

What of it?

We are 5,000 men to their 200

at most.

Who are in my fear generalize our chance

of victory.

Tomorrow at dawn, gentlemen, we will attack.

There will be no quarter given.

I mean to have the life of every

Texan dog in that fort.

And when I'm finished, not one will be

left to whine of his defeat.

Know your position?

Yes.

When the delay is found, charge.

And remember, no quarters.

Good night.

Good night, Your Excellency.

So, we must butcher our prisoners.

Your Excellency's orders, you heard them, General.

Uh-huh.

Music.

Strange.

Well?

It cannot be in our own right.

Ah, that music is in the Alamo.

Yes.

Very, very strange.

They make music the last night of their

life.

Can it be they don't know they are

doomed all of them?

Ah, these Americans.

Besides, they will not know until dawn that

it was their last night.

Good night, General.

To our success tomorrow.

Music.

And you're being in a place like this

with me?

I shouldn't be glad you came, but I

am.

With you.

And I haven't told you this.

Nearly all our powder and shots used up.

One more attack will finish it.

When it's gone, they'll come swarming in here,

murdering and killing and...

I'm sure I'm thinking about you and...

I made my choice.

For all of us.

We're together.

And darling, whatever happens to us, Texas will

go on.

A Texas so great, so wonderful in the

years to come, that you and I can't

even imagine.

But without us, without the Alamo, that Texas

could never be.

For its life will be our life.

Music.

How about a tune on that fiddle of

yours?

Come on, give us a tune.

Wait a minute, Ben.

No more music, boys.

You better get some sleep.

You may need it tomorrow.

You too, Davey.

Good night, Colonel.

Good night, Jim.

Well, reckon you know best, Colonel.

See you in the morning, Jim.

Good night.

Jim, I guess we'd better be counting you

out to bed, too.

Yeah.

Come on.

Off you go.

Hang on!

Hang on, everybody!

They're coming!

Get up, Ben!

Oh my darling!

Ann! I never say how I love you...

Senhora! I regret who forced me to do this.

Who continues to fight my rule.
But for you Will live.

I have a message for you, Senora.
Say what happened in Alamo.

General Huston That men,
they killed my husband.
Slaughtered 183 heroic men.

I don´t Give, That message.

I'll give you another message.

Thouse men, they fight with bravure

They were heroes

Remember heroes of Alamo.