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THE OLD RANGER:
And now,Death Valley Days.

♪♪ [ trumpet ]

Hyah! Yah!

Yah! Yah!

Howdy, folks.
I'’m the Old Ranger,

and I have another
interesting true story for you

about the historic
Death Valley country.

This is Fort Benton,

the small army post
far up the Missouri River

in Dakota Territory,

where a young naval lieutenant
is just reporting
to the post commander,

who resents anything
or anybody who is not army.

I call this story...

[ knocking ]Come in.

Sergeant Medcalf has returned
with Lieutenant Drysdale, sir.

Lieutenant Drysdale? Yes, sir.

Oh, yes. Lieutenant Drysdale.
Send him in.

Sergeant?

You were to report back here
in eight days, sergeant.

Yes, sir.You'’re a day late, sergeant.

Yes, sir.

Was the boat from St. Louis
a day late, sergeant?

No, sir.It was my fault, sir.

Being unaccustomed
to riding horseback,

I couldn'’t make the necessary
distance every day.

For being a day late, sergeant,
you'’ll be docked a day's pay.
Dismissed.

It wasn'’t his fault, sir.

Twice since you'’ve been
in my office, Drysdale,

you'’ve addressed me
without my permission.

I was just trying to explain
about the sergeant--

And that makes a third time.

Talking out of turn seems
to be your weakness, Drysdale.

According to this report,
that'’s why you were
sent out here,

for arguing
with your superiors.

I was proven right, sir.

I'’m afraid you're gonna be
a problem, Drysdale.

Lieutenant Drysdale, sir.

I recognize only army
commissions out here.

Navy commissions are entitled
to equal recognition, sir.

Yes, yes. I'’m afraid
you'’re gonna be a problem.

The major will be happy to know
I won'’t be a problem long.

If he would give me
a detail of men
and the necessary equipment,

I would be out of here
and on my way in two days.

On your way? Where to?

To chart and report
on the navigability

of the Missouri River
to its source, sir.

Here are my orders.

Orderly!

Have the quartermaster
issue a rifle, saddle
and sidearms for Drysdale.

He'’s going out
on the next patrol
with Lieutenant Whitcomb.

Those orders can'’t
be ignored, sir.
I have a report to make.

I'’ll tell you what to report.

You report
that the Missouri River
runs west from here.

That it'’s water
clear to its source.

That beyond that is snow.

Orderly.This way, lieutenant.

It'’s Mr. Drysdale.

Yes, sir.

Close the gate.

♪♪ [ drumming ]

There'’s activity
down there, all right.

We'’re too far to tell
what kind.

Here, try this.

A telescope?
Navy issue.

Just slide it in and out
till you get your bearing.Huh?

I mean, a good view.Mm.

Mm. At least
a thousand of them.

A war council.

There'’s a Sioux war bonnet.

And the war regalia
of an Assiniboine chief.

The Sioux and the Assiniboine
have joined forces.

Meaning what?

Meaning we'’ve got
twice as much trouble
on our hands.

Come on. We'’d better get
back to the fort and make
a report.

What'’s all that for?

I'’m taking a bearing so I can
tell the exact location
of the Indians.

You mean you can pinpoint
this spot with that?

That'’s right.

This is my nautical almanac.

This is my azimuth compass.
This is my correctional
solar attachment.

They'’re all--Yeah, I know, I know.
Navy issue.

That'’s right.
How'’d you guess?

[ grunts ]
Lieutenant!

Drysdale, it'’s too late
to help him. Come on.

[ whooping ]

Ah!

[ whooping ]

[ speaking foreign language ]

Sarge, open the gate!

Close the gate.

[ knocking ]
Come in.

Lieutenant Drysdale, sir.Mr. Drysdale.

I mean Mr. Drysdale.Send him in.

Come in, Mr. Drysdale.

You'’re supposed to be
out on patrol, Drysdale.

Lieutenant Whitcomb
is dead, sir.

Also, Private Jones.
Indian scouting party.

Where were you
when they were killed?

I was with them, sir.

How long ago
did this happen?

Four and one-half days.

And you found your way
back alone.

Yes, sir. It'’s easy if you know
celestial and solar navigation.

Lieutenant Whitcomb
had a report, sir.

The Sioux and the Assiniboine
have joined forces.

Joined forces?
[ chuckles ]

The Assiniboine are hundreds
of miles to the west of here.

They'’ve joined with the Sioux.

In war council.

You should be prepared
for an attack of at least
a thousand savages.

You seem to be unusually
well informed, Drysdale.

I know what I saw.

And you saw a thousand Sioux
and Assiniboine, eh?

Yes, sir.

Their position,

112 degrees
by 24 minutes north,

47 degrees by 24 minutes west.

Or approximately
130 land miles northwest
of here.

I want you to make this report
in writing, Drysdale.

I'’m going to send a patrol
out to this area.

And if they don'’t find evidence
of what you saw-- [ knocking ]

Come in.

Major, sentry reports
the approach of two braves
carrying a truce lance.

Truce, eh?

Your so-called thousand Indians

come to sue for peace.

Tell them my terms are
surrender or be annihilated.

Didn'’t come to ask
for peace, sir.

Then why did they come?

They'’re Sioux and Assiniboine
sub-chiefs.

They speak
for a thousand warriors
on both sides of the river.

We agree to abandon
the fort,

they promise safe passage
to Fort Union.

We'’ve five days
to make a decision.

If we don'’t leave--

Trying to scare us out.

They'’re not bluffing, major.
I saw--

I don'’t need
your views, Drysdale.

Abandoning ship to come back
to return and fight

on better terms
is no disgrace, sir.

Under my command,
we face the enemy.

I'’ll never give up this fort.

Never!

♪♪ [ drumming, distant ]

Evening, Medcalf.

Evening, sir.

You seem nervous.

Nervous, sir?

Yes, nervous.
What is it, sergeant?

It'’s these war drums, sir.

Four days they'’ve been at it.

I can'’t help but thinking
about tomorrow being
the fifth day.

Don'’t tell me you've fallen
for that bluff of theirs.

It might not be
a bluff, sir.

Lieutenant Drysdale
was certain he saw--

I'’m just as certain he didn't!

Sergeant, canvas
has been missing

from several
of the supply wagons. Why?

Needed repairing, sir.

Also, the reports show
that Private Clark

borrowed carpenter tools
from the supply corporal. Why?

He likes to build things, sir.
Used to be a carpenter.

And Drysdale, it seems, has
been issued an unusual amount
of writing material. Why?

You'’ll have to ask him
that, major.

Be sure and brace this well.

It'’s the mast, and there's
a lot of strain on it.

Here'’s some more pitch.

Good. Now we can finish
sealing the hull.

How fast do you figure
this boat'’ll go, lieutenant?

Oh, fast enough to outrun
those Indian canoes.

With a little breeze.

Caulk that well.

You know, I ain'’t never
saddled a sailboat before.

It'’s gonna be
real interesting.

Well, I gotta get
back to duty.
Be back later.

Right, Ken.

Shh, shh. Use
the muffled end.

How'’s it going, lieutenant?

Pretty good.

Let'’s call it
a night, men.

What about the mast?
We haven'’t put
that up yet.

We can step her
when we get outside.

It'’s only a matter
of a few minutes.

Sure wouldn'’t take
any prize for looks.

All I hope is it
takes us out of here,
if the need arises.

Hello, Drysdale.

I didn'’t expect to see
you here, sir.

Of course not.

I'’m not an architect,
but these don'’t strike me

as being fortification plans.

They'’re not, sir.

Curious to know
exactly what they are.

An exercise in sea
draftsmanship, sir.

Is it necessary in this exercise
to have pitch on your hands
and trousers?

You'’re building a boat,
Drysdale. Where is it?

I asked you a question.
Do you hear me?

Yes, sir.
Then answer me!

I regret, sir,
I cannot answer.

You mean you refuse.

Oh, you regret, do you?

You'’ll regret it more
when you face court-martial

on charges
of insubordination.

Ten-hut.

Men, a boat was built
on this fort.

Its purpose--
a cowardly retreat.

Doesn'’t sound very pretty,
does it?

Yet that'’s why
it was built.

And there'’s
the man responsible.

If the major please,
I'’d like to explain.

The major does not please.
Orderly!

You built that boat
without my permission,
Drysdale.

Now I want you
to destroy it.

You can'’t be serious, sir.

That could mean the difference
between life and death
of every man here.

From what? A handful
of Indians with war drums?

Carry on with it.
Let'’s have no more
discussion on the matter.

I'’m sorry, sir.
I must refuse.

Refusal to carry out an order
is mutiny, Drysdale.

That could mean the safety
of every man here.

Pick up that axe
and carry out that command,

or I'’ll shoot you
right where you stand.

[ whooping, gunfire ]

Bugler, blow call to stations!
Man your parapets!

♪♪ [ bugle ]

[ whooping, gunfire continue ]

Well, what'’s the count?

Been lucky so far, sir.
Only five dead.

But the average
is against us.

That'’s defeatist talk, son.

I'’m only trying to explain
the situation, major.

As fast as we push back
one wave of Indians,
another one comes.

Now you'’re arguing with me.

Just like Drysdale.

I don'’t care how many
Indians there are out there.

I'’ll never give up
this fort. Never.

Supply sergeant reports
the ammunition'’s
running low, sir.

Well, tell Sergeant Medcalf
to tell the men to save
the ammunition.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing
away from your station?

I came to speak to you
about the boat again, sir.

There'’s a breeze
coming up, and if we--I'’ll not abandon this fort.

It'’d only be
temporarily, major.

I'’ll not abandon the fort.

Can'’t you see
your position is hopeless?

If you persist
in this useless defense,

you'’ll be responsible
for the lives of everybody.

Don'’t you try to place
the blame for this on me.

You'’re in command.

Yes. And if I lose
this battle,

it'’ll be because of you
and that boat.

What?
Yes.

You'’ve destroyed my men.

Their morale.
Their will to fight.

All because you know
they'’ve got that boat
to escape in and so do they.

That'’s ridiculous.
No one could fight any harder
than they are.

Oh, is that so?

Well, I'’ll show you
how hard they can fight.

Wait till you see
how hard they'’ll fight

when they know they'’ve got
no boat to escape in.

Major!

Major!

Drop that pistol, Drysdale.

Go on!

Don'’t you try
to follow me.

Get over there!

Hurry up!

All of you, over there,
against that wall.

Stand back. Get back.

Major!
Get back!

It'’s our only chance, sir.

Give me that axe!

You'’ll see how they'll fight.

You'’ll see!
I'’ll show you!Major Creel, sir--

[ yelling ]

[ Creel screams ]

Drag him out.

[ gunfire continues ]

Looks like his leg'’s broken.

He hit his head pretty hard.
Might have a concussion, too.

As ranking officer,
I'’m taking over.

Right, lieutenant.

That suits us fine.

♪♪ [ bugle ]

The fighting stopped.

Get someone to help you
with Major Creel.

Get him to sickbay.Yes, sir.

What does it mean, sergeant?

They'’re getting ready
for a sundown attack.

That means they'’ll storm us
with every man this time.

Try to clean us out
in one sweep.

We'’ll have to move fast.

Take a half a dozen men
and get that boat
to the river gate.

Private Clark'’ll show you
how to use the log rollers.

Yes, sir. We'’ll be ready
to sail in no time.

Unfortunately, we won'’t be ready
to sail unless sufficient wind.

Yes, sir.

All right, open that gate
and get this boat in the water.

[ whooping, gunfire ]

Here they come.

Tell your men to stay
at their stations
till they hear the bugle,

and then run for this gate.Yes, sir.

Private. Private Martin.

Go tell the doctor
to get Major Creel

and the other injured
ready to move.

Corporal.

Go to the storeroom
and get the canoe paddles.

We'’ll need a little help
with this breeze.

Yes, sir.

You seven men,
leave your weapons here.

Go help the doctor
moved the injured.

Bugler, blow retreat.

♪♪ [ bugle ]

Come on, men, quick!

[ speaking foreign language ]

In the boat, men.
The wind'’s picking up.

Let'’s go!

[ knocking ]

Come in.

Lieutenant Drysdale
reporting, sir.

Sit down, lieutenant.

Thank you, sir.

My adjutant take care
of your men all right?

Yes, sir. May I ask
how Major Creel is, sir?

Physically, he'’ll be
all right.

But only time will tell
whether he'’ll be able
to return to active service.

I'’ve been very much interested
in your report, lieutenant.

The situation at Fort Benton.

Major Creel served under me
at Fort Union before he got
this command.

I tried to give
an unbiased account, sir.

Yes. It reads that way.

Too bad about the major.

The strain of prolonged duty
sometimes plays

some pretty serious tricks
with a man, lieutenant.

The worst of it is we don'’t
always see it coming

until it'’s too late.

Well, I suppose you'’ll be
anxious to return to sea.

Oh, yes, sir.

But first I want to go
back to Fort Benton.

You do? Why?

I promised myself I would.

Besides, that river'’s
great for sailing.

[ chuckles ]

Happy sailing, lieutenant.Thank you, sir.