All language subtitles for Lonesome Dove 3 (Western 1989) Robert Duvall, Tommy Lee Jones & Danny Glover (BR)

I never thought I'd
see you boys working naked.

Guess things went to hell
after I left.

This river's deep.

We ain't exactly overloaded
with dry clothes, neither.

Did you find Lorie, Gus?

I imagine she's sitting
in front of her tent,

looking at you.

We near gave you up.

Glad you're all still alive.

You catch that bandit?

He slipped by me.

Got his friends, though.

Is she all right, Gus?

She needs her privacy
a while yet.

She went through
quite an ordeal.

Get with these cattle
before they scatter.

Over here.
I'm glad you're back.

I missed listening to you.

Thank you, fellas.

At least my pigs
made it all right.

Where you planning to leave her?

Leave her?

I have no intention
of leaving her.

What's the word on Jake?

They got mad and rode
off after you left.

Said he's going to Fort Worth.

And now you have become

this gal's caretaker.

Yeah, I guess I have.

Hell, she's not even
the one you're after.

No, she ain't.
That's true, too.

What are you going to do

if Clara's still a married woman

and don't even remember you?

I had, I believe, uh...

That would break
my heart, Woodrow.

¤'Dear Peach,

"Roscoe Brown was killed
by a bad outlaw.

"And so was Joe.

"A girl named Janey
¤as also killed.

"l don't know much about her.

"Roscoe said
he met her in the woods.

"l am going on to Ogallala

"to look for Ellie.

"l do not know
¤hen l will be back."

If I'd have known them pigs

were so fickle as to take
up with that old Mexican,

I'd have made bacon out of them.

Lorie, darling.

Come here.

My God, Lorie,

you smell as fresh
as the morning.

It's a miracle how you keep
fresh out in these parts.

I'm a shameful sight, ain't I?

It's Woodrow's fault.

He wouldn't let me bring
my tailor on this trip.

Now here it is,
a beautiful morning.

And you're
about to cry. Why?

Now, Lorie,

we're an honest pair, ain't we?

Tell me what's wrong.

What's wrong?

I feel like you don't
want me no more.

You ain't asked me
for a poke since...

Since then.

Shh.

Lorie, come on, I...

You can have one if you want.

I won't charge you nothing.

In that case, I'll take it.

What, five or six or

1 0 or 1 2.

No, the truth is,

I thought you'd want to
stay clear of such doings.

See, that's natural.

You best take your time.

You best take your time.

It doesn't matter how much time.

Hello there, Newt.
Good morning.

Good morning to you, Gus.

Good morning, Miss Lorena.

Po made you breakfast.

He asked me to bring it.

What is it, bugs?

Bugs?

Po cooks anything.
Ain't that right?

Yeah, Gus.
That's right.

Bugs?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

Sometimes he'll cook
things like grasshoppers.

Yes, ma'am.
Ain't that funny?

Why don't you sit
and have coffee with us?

Oh, no, Gus. I best
get back to the herd.

Tell Po thank you.

Ok, I will.

Thank you for bringing it over.

Well, yes, ma'am,
and thank you for...

Thank you for...

Go on, Newt, before you
step on your tongue.

Thank you.

Wouldn't be too hard
to take that bunch.

I thought we was
going to rob banks.

I don't remember nothing
about stealing horses.

You got something
against stealing horses?

It don't happen to be
my line of work, that's all.

You ain't too old
to learn something new.

If you are,

we can leave you right here,

dead in the ground.

I won't tolerate no shirkers.

Dan's feeling a bit
bloody today, ain't he?

Ain't he.

You coming?

I guess if you watch,
you'll find out, won't you?

They're headed this way.

Eddie, hold the horses.

Why can't I go?
I shoot good as Roy.

Hell, that ain't much.

Roy couldn't hit his
foot tied to a tree.

You know we're going to let
Jake shoot them anyhow.

Ain't that right, Jake?

Ambush!

Pull hard!

What are you doing?
The fighting's up here.

They got Frog Lip.

Frog, you hit?

I am.

Where you going?

To round up
them horses we stole.

We want them, don't we?

Best stay here,

unless you think
you're bulletproof.

Roy, you and Eddie go
gather up them horses.

I never thought
they'd get you, Frog.

Shoot him and go on.

He's the one shot.

Shoot him and be done with it.

Well, I'd hate to shoot Frog.

You shoot him, Roy.

Dan told you to do it, Eddie.

Would you like to
shoot him, Jake?

I've knowed him all my life.

No, I wouldn't care to.

No one's much help.

Damn it, what a bunch
of old ladies.

Go on, gather up them horses!

Guess it was just
Frog's unlucky day, huh?

I guess it can
happen to anybody,

can't it, Spoon?

Captain!

Captain!

Ho! Ho!

Hold them up.
Hold them.

By God, who have we lost now?

I thought it was one of
our boys, but it ain't.

Deets found him.
Been shot twice.

Still alive?

Just barely.

What did he say?

He said horse thieves.

Murdering horse thieves.

Let's keep the cattle
headed north.

Keep somebody looking for water

and get this boy buried
in them cottonwood trees.

(THUNDER)

Was it Indians?

Horse thieves.

Pea, you come with us.

You, too, Newt.

Come on.

We're going to track them.

I'm going with you.

No. You'll be perfectly
safe with the wagon.

Gus.

Can't let a horse thief off,

particularly one
that's killed a boy.

You're coming back for me?

Absolutely.

Dish, stay with her
night and day.

Ha!

Pea,

you and Newt go look
in them bushes yonder.

(FLIES BUZZING)

Ugh... Ugh.

Yeah. There's
another one over here!

They went yonder way.

How many we up against?

Four.

There's five of us.

The odds are in our favor.

What are you looking down about?

Mr. Jake,
he one of them.

I seen his horse's track.

These are horse thieves
and murderers.

They might have
stole Jake's horse.

No.

I know the track his horse
make when he riding it.

Dang.

I hope you're wrong, Deets.

Yes, sir,

but I ain't.

What is it?
Sodbusters.

Hold it.

(MULE BRAYS)

Hyah!
Giddup there.

Hyah!
Giddup.

Sodbusters.

Didn't I tell you?

You boys wait here.

You, too, Spoon.

Dan hates sodbusters.

Hates their guts and livers.

Howdy.
Howdy.

¤ ¤

Damn.

Feeling bloody again, ain't he?

Ain't he.

He wants us to come on.

What did you find?

Just this old watch.

Damn sodbusters.

You shot those two men
for a watch?

Shot them.

Now I'm going to hang them.

Hang them?
Dan, you beat all.

I never heard
of hanging dead men.

Shot them, hang them, then
I'm going to burn them.

Damn sodbusters can't ever
be too dead to suit me.

Jake,

Eddie. Drag them fellas
over under this tree.

I ain't no part of this.
The hell you ain't.

Pretty sight, ain't it?

Damn sodbusters.

Let's go gather our horses
afore they scatter.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Hello.

Who is it?

It's me. Dish.

I brought some food for you.

Well, I'm not hungry.

I'll wait till Gus gets back.

He might be two, three days.

He asked me to look after you.

I don't want nobody
looking after me but Gus.

Well, it was Gus that told me.

I'm setting the plate
here by the flap.

What are you doing?

Well, I guess I'm looking
after you like Gus said.

I don't need no looking after.

You don't have to stay.
I don't mind.

By God, a gravedigger could
make a fortune in these parts.

You ought to buy a spade
and go into business.

I believe I'll pass on that.

That's a bad bunch we're after.

Bad as I ever seen.

Newt, you all right?

Jake couldn't have had
nothing to do with this.

Jake's always just
kind of drifted.

Any wind can blow him.

Come on. Let's get these
poor fellas planted.

They're close.

Camped down by a creek.

You seen them?

I seen them.

Four of them.

Well?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Jake
one of them.

I wish he'd stayed with Lorie.

She might have aggravated him,

but she wouldn't have
led him to this.

Give me that.

Save some for me, Dan.

Why would I?

You're lazy as Jake.

Neither of you pulls your
weight in this outfit.

(GUN COCKS)

Sit still.

Hold your damn fire!
We're horse traders.

Hello, Gus.

Captain.

Get his gun, Deets.

You don't think I'd try
to shoot you, do you?

Get your boots off, boys.

Damn if we will.

I said we was horse traders.

We're more persuaded
by the bodies we buried.

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

You're lying.

We bought those horses.

You buy them cowboys you shot?

You buy them two farmers?

Boys, get your ropes.

Tie them up.

I didn't kill anybody.

I fell in with them to get
through the territory.

I was going to leave
first chance I got.

You should've left earlier.

A man that'll go along
with five killings

is leaving slow.

Go ahead, Newt.

Well, Pea,

you know me.
I'm no killer.

Deets, you know it, too.

Gus, I ain't no criminal.

Now, you know that.

Dan killed them sodbusters,
I didn't.

Shut your damn mouth.

Put them on their horses.

Where is he going?

Pick out a tree
to hang you from.

Gus...

You ride with outlaws,
you die with outlaws.

I'm sorry you crossed the line.

I didn't see no line, Gus.

I was trying to get
through the territory

without getting scalped,
that's all.

I'm sure that's true, Jake.

You're all yellow.

All of ya.

Else you'd have fought me fair.

Say goodbye to your brothers.

They ain't worth a red piss.

Neither are you.

Suggs, you're the kind
that's a pleasure to hang.

All you talk is guff.
Talk to the devil.

I should've been second.

Little Eddie was the youngest.

Never meant to scare the
boy's horse just then.

You ready?

Yes.

I guess so.

You might like to know
I got Lorie back.

Who?

I'm sorry it's us
that's got to do this, Jake.

I wish it had fallen
to somebody else.

Hell, boys.

I'd rather be hung by friends

than a bunch of damn strangers.

Newt.

Adios, boys.

Don't hold it against me.

I never meant no harm.

I swear.

Yes, sir. He died
fine, didn't he?

Well, let's go dig him a grave.

We got a herd of cattle
to look after.

Jake wasn't no killer.

Jake wasn't.

Jake liked to joke.

He didn't like to work.

I've got exactly those
same failings myself.

Mama? Mama!
Mama!

Somebody's coming!

I see it.

Senora, someone is coming.

We already told her.

Want me to kill
a hen for supper?

No. Not yet.

They might not want to stop.

Girls, go on about your chores.

That wagon won't be here soon.

Has daddy talked any today?

No, not today.

Are his eyes open?

Yes, they're open.

Well, why can't he talk then?

H is head's hurt
on the inside, honey.

You couldn't talk if
a horse kicked you.

You girls go do your chores.

I'll race you!

I wish our boys had lived, Bob.

Wouldn't that be something,

to still have all of them?

Hello.

I'm Clara Allen, my
daughters Sally and Betsy,

and this is Cholo.

Are we in Nebraska?

Yes. Won't you get down
and rest a while?

Do you know a fellow
named Dee Boot?

I'm going to Ogallala
to find him.

Dee Boot? S¤.

Pistolero.

Well, you missed Ogallala
by about 20 miles.

You're welcome to stay the
night here if you'd like.

I've come

all the way from Arkansas

to find Dee.

Why, you're pregnant.

Take her in the house.
Draw some water.

Hurry up, girls.

She's going to have a baby.

A baby?

Come on.

(BABY CRYING)

It's a boy.

It's a miracle
you got here on time.

If she'd had this baby
on the plains,

I doubt either one
would have lived.

Which one of you's the father?

Well, neither one, ma'am.

Her husband's a sheriff

down in Fort Smith, Arkansas.

It's this fellow Dee
Boot she's looking for.

Can she go now?

Go?

She won't be going anywheres

for at least a week.

She's lost lots of blood.

(BABY CRIES)

That baby wants his supper.

Sure does.

Excuse us, please.

Goodness!
You shouldn't be up.

There.

How's that?

Well,

you got a fine baby boy here,

and a hungry one, too.

Ma'am?

Don't she want her baby, Mama?

Sally,

you go on and boil some milk.

Betsy, you help her.

You just rest now.

We'll take care of this
baby for you tonight.

You'll feel better
tomorrow, all right?

What is it?
They leave.

Feel bad about
not bringing the baby.

What do you care?
It ain't yours.

Ellie, we're in Ogallala.

I'm cold.

She got her the fevers.

Well, I ain't no doctor.

Hold up, Zwey.

Whoa.

Hey, you!

We got a sick woman here.

Where's your doctor live?

Don't know there is one.

What's wrong?

She's got the fevers.

Where's Dee?

Who, ma'am?

Dee Boot.
She's looking for him.

You know Dee Boot?

I don't know him.
I know where he is.

In that jailhouse.

Wake up, Dee.
You got visitors.

Who is it?

It's me, Dee.

Ellie.

Ellie?

I left July.

All I could think about was you.

Big Zwey and Luke brought
me in the wagon.

They're going to hang me
next Friday,

if they don't lynch me before.

Hang you?

Why, Dee?

What for?

I killed a boy.

What did he do, aggravate you?

No, just a settler's boy.

I was trying to scare him off

for some cowmen that hired me.

This boy jumped the wrong
way, and I killed him.

What's wrong that you
got to be carried in?

I had a baby.

I left it so I could get here.

All I could think about

is getting here...

To...

She's bleeding.

Leon!

Leon!

Hello, ¤e¤or.

Aah! Aah!

You girls, stop that yelling.

Mama! Mama!

She put a grasshopper
down my dress.

I don't care.

Don't scream around the house.

You got the whole
prairie for screaming.

See! A grasshopper!

Girls!

I'm going to get you!

We have another visitor, ¤e¤o¤.

Pardon the commotion.

We're a loud bunch.

Won't you get down?

Thanks, but I wouldn't
want to trouble you.

We grow our own troubles here.

Their names are Sally and Betsy.

I'm Clara Allen.

I'm July Johnson from Arkansas.

Come in. Have
something to eat.

Sorry.

I guess I forgot my manners.

It's all right.

I like to see a hungry man eat.

You say you're from Arkansas?
Mm-hmm.

Yeah, Fort Smith.

I was the sheriff there.

Not now.

Mr. Johnson...

Are you looking for your
wife by any chance?

Yes, I am.

Is her name Elmira?

How do you know?

Your wife stopped here
a couple weeks ago

in the company
of two buffalo hunters.

Ellie was here?

She had this baby

and left the same night.

What's the matter with him?

Mr. Johnson,
if you'll excuse us,

we'll leave you alone
a few minutes.

Come on, girls.

Why is that man crying?

Shh!

I guess he's been looking
for his wife a long time.

But he's a man.

Men have tears in them
same as you.

Your pa showed up, didn't he?

Mr. Johnson,

I know you're tired,

and I expect you're
heartsick over your wife,

but I'm going to say
a terrible thing to you.

I used to be ladylike, but

this country's made me blunt.

I don't believe that woman wants

you or this child, either one.

She left here to find a
fella named Dee Boot

in Ogallala.

She never even
looked at her baby.

Well, she had a hard trip.

Maybe she was just...

Addled.

I like young things,
Mr. Johnson.

I get attached real quick.

I'm getting real attached
to young Martin here.

I know he ain't mine,

but he ain't your
wife's anymore, either.

Do you want him?

I don't know what to do.

I've been so long since
I done anything right.

Can't even remember it.

I lost my three boys.

Pneumonia took them.

I'll take young Martin
if you don't want him.

But if you do, I wish

you'd take him before
I get too attached.

I can't go through the heartsick

of losing another one.

I would like to ride
into Ogallala first and

see if I can't find Ellie.

If you would allow me that.

All right.

Them boys getting all worked up

thinking about whoring
in Ogallala.

You, too, I imagine.

You mean Clara?

When you go see her,

will you leave me in the tent?

I'm going to take you
and introduce you properly.

Clara don't see another
woman once a month.

She'll be happy for
feminine conversation.

She'll know what I am.

She'll recognize right off
you're a fine human being.

Now, you don't duck
your head to nobody.

Not to Clara, not to me,

not to nobody.

I bet she's always
been a lady, huh?

A lady can slice your jugular
as quick as a Comanche.

Clara's got a sharp tongue.

She's tomahawked me

many a time in the past.

You'll like her.

Gus,

I'm afraid
I'm going to lose you.

I'm afraid you're
going to marry her.

You're working yourself
into a sweat for nothing.

Clara had two or three
chances to marry me,

and she didn't take them.

But you'd like to marry
her, wouldn't you?

Yes, I would.

I would.

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

Hello, girls.

I hear you're planning an orgy

when we get to Ogallala.

It's fine for you to laugh.

You got Lorena.

What's good for me ain't necessarily
good for the weak-minded.

Po, I understand
you tell fortunes.

Yes, but I don't know
if I can tell yours.

Don't tell mine.

I might drown
in the Republican River.

We'd sure miss you, too,

wouldn't we, boys?

Which river I drown
in don't matter.

I'd like to know
my matrimonial prospects.

How many more times

am I likely to marry?

All right.

You spit in the wagon.

No more wife for you.

That's disappointing.
I've only had two so far.

Neither one lived that long.

I figured I was due one more.

No.

There.

Feeling better?

He's as faithful as
any dog, isn't he?

He's been there ever since
they brought you in.

He's asked me a thousand times

if you were going to live.

It's a wonder you did,

with all the blood you've lost.

I've got to make rounds.

I'll look in on you
when I get back.

I found you, Ellie.

That doctor said you're
strong enough to talk.

You don't have to talk,
though, if you don't want to.

I got a piece of bad news...

It's real bad.

Joe got killed.

Him and Roscoe...

And a girl...

Outlaw killed 'em.

And I ought to have stayed
with 'em, but, uh...

That baby is fine, Ellie.

I didn't even know it was ours.

She named him Martin,

if that's all right with you.

They hanged Dee.

I only got to see
him for a minute,

and then I fainted,

and when I woke up,

they'd already hanged him.

You just rest now.

I'll look in on you
again in the morning.

Good morning.

U h, I come to see Ellie.

She's gone.

Gone?

They left last night,
her and that big feller.

I tried to dissuade them.

Where to?

St. Louis.

I told them they might as
well leave their scalps here

if they're going that way.

It's the Sioux... Army's
got 'em stirred up.

They're damned fools to go East,

and I told them so, too.

She was set on leaving,
and he didn't argue.

Well...

Mr. Johnson.

Did you find your wife?
Yes, I did.

I guess you were right.

She's gone on to
St. Louis now.

And you, Mr. Johnson...

You made your plans?

Well, I always, uh,

lived in Arkansas.

How are you with horses?

Horses...

Well...

Cholo's been doing all his
own work and Bob's, too.

I guess that can't
go on forever.

I'll offer you a job right
here, if you want it.

I'm not sure I know
much about horses.

No, and you ain't lived anyplace
but Arkansas, have you?

But you ain't nailed down
or stupid, are you?

You can learn, can't you?

Yeah...

Yeah, I guess I could.

He sick?

No.

He's fine.

I guess he's just punishing you

for ignoring him all this time.

Here, Mr. Johnson.

Meet your son.

(CRYING)

Well, that's a good sign.

I guess you'd at least catch him

if somebody
threw him off a roof.

Who knows?

Might even come to like you.

There you are.

Shh, sh-shh.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)

(BELL RINGS)

You look just like a
preacher in that frock coat.

You get those water barrels?

Yeah. Let's go.

Go?

I thought since we're in town,
we'd have a meal and...

Talk some philosophy.

I don't know a philosophy.

I don't like being
away from the herd

with all these boys in town.

I'll take it.

Your philosophy is
you worry too much.

Jake would've gone with us

if we hadn't hung him.

He brought that on hisself.

I know that, Woodrow.

I just remember how
he was around supper.

What's all that there?

Things for Lorie.

I'd like to see what you
got in the way of combs,

brushes, and hand mirrors.

Women like to see
what they look like.

Ain't that right, Woodrow?

You're the one who'd know that.

Throw in a parasol, too.

Look. There's
Dish yonder.

We'll ask him.

Yeah.
Betcha he'd know.

Dish.

Howdy, boys.
Having a good time?

We're lookin' for
some whores, but

where do you look?

See that saloon yonder?

Plenty of whores in there.

Thanks, Dish.

Well, what's keeping you boys?

I thought you wanted whores.

How much they cost?

How long you want them?

Long enough, I reckon.

How much for that?

Varies from girl to girl.

I met a nice one a
minute ago named Mary.

She's got a friend they
call the buffalo heifer.

They'd do for you boys.

Can't expect top
quality first time.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

I'm Captain Weaver.

This is Dixon, our scout.

We're looking for fresh horses.

Ours are near wore out
chasing Red Cloud.

That's a nice-lookin'
animal right there.

Thank you.
I like him myself.

I'll take him and any others.

He's not for sale.

I ain't askin'.

I'm tellin' ya.

I'm requisitioning that horse...

U h, for the government.

I'm telling you,

he's not for sale.

You'd defy the U. S. Army?

That's treason.

You cowboys

can be hung for treason.

Now,

how much

for that gelding?

He's not for sale.

Ha! You damned cowboys are
too fond of your horses.

Are you going to dismount,

or should I drag you off
that pile of soap bones?

Ha! Now ain't
you a tomcat.

Ow! Ohh!

That'll teach you to sass.

Go on.
Get his horse.

No, sir. This horse
ain't for sale.

Dish told you that.

You cowboys are pests.

Now give me that horse! No, sir.

I said give me that
horse, damn you!

No, sir!

Give him to me!

Let him go!

Give me that horse!

Give him to me!

I said, give him to me!

Give me that horse!

Aah!

He's killing him, Gus.

Woodrow!
It's me!

Woodrow, it's me, Augustus!

Damn it, Woodrow!

Look at me, now.
Woodrow...

All right, now.

Come here.

You hurt?

No, sir.

Just quirted me some.

Newt wouldn't let him
take Dish's horse.

Much obliged for that, Newt.

That's all right, Dish.

Get your man and go, right now.

Ain't much left to go with.

Just get what there is,
Sergeant.

You bring the wagon?

I'll bring it.

I hate rude behavior in a man.

I won't tolerate it.

It don't do to anger Woodrow F.
Call, does it?

I never seen the Captain
so riled before.

He almost killed that man.

Well, why wouldn't he?

Him beating you like that.
H is own son.

H is own son?

You boys deserve a frolic

before we start out
to the far north.

Here. Here. Here.

Hey, "Gents welcome."

That's us.

Here we are.

Who's gonna knock?

Not me. I ain't
gonna knock.

Well, maybe we ought to have
us another beer or two.

Durn it, Allen.

Howdy, ma'am.

Who is it, Buf?

Troop of young fellers,
best I can see.

Well, they just
let you out of school?

Well, what can we do
for you boys?

Want to ride the bucking
pony, is that it?

Yes, ma'am, I reckon we do.

Can you pay?

This pony don't buck for free.

Well, is this enough?

Mary, looks like we got us
a bunch of rich cattlemen.

You boys come in,

and I'm going
to take you, honey.

I seen him first.
I ought to have dibs.

Well, have at him, then.

These two here
will suit me just fine.

Hey, Jimmy, where you going?

Not me. I ain't
going in there.

Come on, cowboy,
skin them pants off.

We ain't got all day
for you little tadpoles.

Mr. Johnson sure is
a hard worker.

Yes, he is,

and he sure has learned
a lot about horses

since he's been here, too.

H is wife ought to
have loved him,

instead of running off
and getting killed.

"Ought" ain't worth
as much as a gnat

when you're talking about love.

She loved somebody else.

Do you still love Daddy,

even like that?

He can't help how he is.

He got his head kicked.

I wish he'd get well.

Is he gonna die, Mama?

We're doing everything
we can for him.

Somebody's coming.

I'm going, too.

Be careful of Martin.
He ain't a stick of wood.

Come on, Mama,
let's see who it is.

Your mama works you hard?
U h-huh.

Where's your mama now?
She's inside.

Well, pretty as ever.

Why, Mama!

Gus, ain't you gonna
introduce your friends?

Well...

Well, you know Woodrow.

How do you do?

And this is Miss Lorena Wood.

She's come all the way
from Lonesome Dove.

I don't know whether to envy
or pity you, Miss Wood,

riding all this way
with Mr. McCrae here.

I know he's entertaining,

but that much entertainment
could break a person.

Oh, and, uh, that there's Newt.

Howdy, ma'am.

Newt who?

I'm Newt Dobbs, ma'am.

Captain McCrae...

Sheriff Johnson.

Never thought I'd see you again.

Well, I guess, as they say,

it's a small world.

I guess it is, Gus.

You must know
everybody in it by now.

Girls, you go fetch
three pullets.

I thought we'd have a picnic.

Oh, Ma, let's do.

I understand your husband
has horses for sale.

Bob's upstairs sick.

July, you and Cholo show
the captain what we got.

I'll come price them

after you've made your picks.

All right.

Come on in.

You're that sheriff
from Arkansas,

the one that come looking
for Jake Spoon.

That seems like
a long time ago now.

I'm not looking for him anymore.

Good, 'cause he fell in
with a bad bunch,

and we hung him.

What happened
to Sheriff Johnson's wife?

Indians got her.

So you adopted both
father and the baby?

You was always one
to grab, Clara.

Listen to him.

Hasn't seen me in 1 ¤ years

and still feels free
to criticize.

No. It was really young
Martin there I wanted.

As time goes on, I got less
and less use for grown men.

The years haven't taken
your bloom.

I'll say that.

You'll have to
forgive us, Miss Wood.

Gus and I were sweethearts once.

I know. Gus told me.

Almost as pretty here as that
little spot down in Texas

where we used to picnic.

You remember that?

Of course.

I stopped there for a few
minutes on my way up.

Clara's orchard.

That was a happy
place, wasn't it?

Yes, it was.

So, Gus,

what did you achieve
all those years

in Lonesome Dove?

Not much.

Shot a few Mexican bandits,

drank a lot of whiskey.

That's all you did?

You could have done it
right here in Ogallala

and been a friend to me.

I lost my three boys, Gus.

I needed a friend.

Well, you was married, Clara.

I didn't think it proper.

I was never so married I
couldn't have managed a friend.

Hell, I wish you'd wrote
and told me that.

I did write you.

You did? I wrote
you lots of times.

Tore up the letters, though.

I figured if you didn't
come of your own accord,

I didn't have
any use for you anyway.

I like your young girl.

What was she doing
in Lonesome Dove?

What she could. Don't
hold it against her.

I might have done
the same myself

under some circumstances.

I doubt that, Clara.

You think you know so
much about women, Gus,

but you don't.

You're way overrated
in that regard.

By God, but you're sassy.

No, I'm honest.

You always did take that
for being sassy.

That Newt's about the same age

my Jim would have been
if he'd lived.

Newt's a fine boy.
He really is.

Does he know Captain
Call's his father?

Yeah.

I told him just the other day.

Woodrow wouldn't?

Yep.

You know Woodrow.

Yeah, I know Woodrow,
and I detest him.

I always have.

Rankles me
he got so much of you,

and I got so little
over the years.

I think I had the better claim.

I'll say.

Well...

I wish I had come, Clara.

I wish I'd have come
a long time ago.

I really do.

You should leave that girl here.

Got no business
taking her up to Montana.

Well, I doubt she'd stay.

She might if you'd
stay out of it.

She'll die or get killed

or age before her time,
like I have.

I can't see you've aged.

You have, too, although I
doubt you'll admit it.

The older the violin,
the sweeter the music.

You ever hear that?

Yeah, I heard it, Gus,
many times before.

Watch Woodrow
when she names her price.

Oh, hell.

Ha ha ha!

Now wait a minute.

Woodrow finally met his match.

She didn't budge a penny.

Nope.
She sure didn't.

Newt?

See that little sorrel there

with the star on his forehead?

I want you to have him.

Captain, see that little sorrel

with the star on his forehead?

I'm giving him to Newt.

Giving him to Newt?

I'm making him
a gift of that horse.

Deduct him from the price later.

I want you well mounted
up in Montana.

Thank you very much, ma'am.

Thank you for that picnic, too.

It was special. I
never been on one.

We enjoyed having you.

If Montana don't suit you,

you can come back anytime.

I'll give you plenty of work.

I'd like that.
Newt!

I'll help the captain.

Thank you.

You'd adopt the whole
bunch if you could.

I like that boy.

Sally likes him, too.

He should be ready to marry
when Sally comes of age.

By God, Clara.

Come on, Gus.

I want you to see Bob
before you go.

Why'd she give you that horse?

I don't know.

She just did.

She wouldn't give
a nickel on these,

then gives you one free.
Makes no sense.

Women.

Why'd you come here with Call?

I was hoping I'd
find you a widow.

Didn't miss by much, either.

You missed by years, Gus.

You had a long ride for nothing.

Why, it's happiness itself
to see you, Clara.

I'm surprised you'd dare bring
that woman into my house.

I thought you liked Lorie.
I do like her.

I mind, though.

She's so young and pretty.

I told you what happened.

It's an accident she's here.

I never notice you having
accidents with ugly girls.

Well...

Just been lucky, I guess.
I don't know.

You were my dream, Gus.

All these years
you've been my dream.

I used to think about you
two or three hours a day.

I wish I'd known that.

I didn't want you here.

Not really.

I knew you for a rake
and a rambler.

But it sure was nice

pretending you loved only me.

Well, I do only love you, Clara.

I've grown fond of Lorie,

but it ain't like this
feeling I got for you.

She loves you.

Don't you know it would
destroy her if you stayed?

I do know that.

Would you destroy her
if I said stay?

I expect so.

That ain't an answer, Gus.

You know I would, Clara.

I'd smother Bob and send
Lorie to perdition!

Such talk.
I would.

No.

Bob will die
when he has a mind to.

I'll probably have to sit

and watch you father
four or five children

in your old age.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

I'm sorry.

It's just her beauty
that set me off.

Well, pretty ain't everything.

You're still pretty, Clara.

You're still the deceiving
man you've always been, Gus.

With your permission, Bob.

I'd like a kiss.

Come on.

Now stop it.

You beat any woman
I ever saw for...

Taking the starch out of a man.

You still in the mind
to marry me, Gus?

I don't know, Clara.

I really don't.

No.

I won't marry again.

I haven't got enough
respect for men,

and I've met very few

who are honest, Gus.

You ain't one of them.

I'm about half honest.

That's the truth.

Come on.

You put it through the hole.

Ok.

Look, Sally.

Lorie,

it's time to be saddling up.

So soon, Gus?

Miss Wood,

I wish you'd stay here.

Montana's no place for a lady.

Well...

A lady.

Do, Miss Wood.
Please do.

Please do. We could sew
some more dresses.

Gus...

Will you come back?

You bet.

A ladies' man like me
can't be expected

to resist such
a passel of beauties.

I'll warn you, these
girls will wear you out.

You're going to wish you
were back in cow camp.

Well.

All right.

Good.
That's settled then.

Come on, girls.

Let's go fix Miss Wood's room.

I'll come with you,
Gus, if you want.

It's just real nice here,
and she's so friendly.

I'm happy for you to stay.

You spent enough time in that...

Dirty old tent.

I never even thought about
staying until she asked.

You still want to marry her?

No.

Well, I don't see why not.

Well...

Times have changed us, Lorie,

me and Clara both.

I can't imagine anything
changing you, Gus.

You will come back, won't you?

Sure, I'll come back.

You probably won't want me then.

Why wouldn't I?

You'll have discovered
by then that there's...

Something in this
old world besides me.

You'll find
that there's others...

That treat you decent.

Why, there's none like you, Gus.

Well, ladies...

I reckon, uh,
it's time to be going.

There's cheap land not
three days' ride from here.

I don't see why you have
to go to Montana

where the Indians
can outfight you.

It's where we started for.

We like to get to
where we started for,

even if it don't make sense.

It don't.

Hell, I know it don't.

I'd like to see one more
place that ain't settled

before I take up
the rocking chair.

This part of
the country's settled?

You're here.

Pretty soon it won't be
nothing but schoolhouses.

Ha ha ha!

Lorie, darling.

Ladies.

This damn wind's bad luck.

What if Jake lied to us?

What if Montana ain't
the paradise he described?

What's if it's like this,
no water, no nothing?

That Deets?

Find any water?

Yes, sir.

Well?

80 miles, Captain.

By God, 80 miles?

Well,

we ain't turning back.

I'll go tell the boys
to keep pushing.

Captain's determined.

Be interesting to see
if that determination

can get us 80 miles
with no water.

What are we doing?
This ain't our country.

Woodrow's set on being the first

to raise cattle in Montana.

No changing his mind.

A man ought not
to leave his country,

go wandering around like this.

Captain, wake up.

We're here.

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Morning, girls.

1 2 horses are missing.

Indians got them.

They come sneaking
here on foot last night.

I guess it was their charity

they didn't steal
the whole bunch.

I doubt you sleeping
beauties would have noticed.

Them durn Indians might
decide to get us.

You're going to get the
drizzles if you don't relax.

They got Custer.

He fought Indians
his whole life.

Let's go, Gus. We got some
horse thieves to find.

Just when I was
getting comfortable.

Dish, you keep these cattle.

Graze them up this little creek.

I don't want them wore out

before we strike
for the Powder River.

You ready, Gus?

Why, hell, yes,
I'm ready, Woodrow.

Don't I look ready?

Sure this is worth it
for 1 2 horses?

We can't start putting
up with horse theft.

You know that.

Camp's ahead in
a draw with some water.

How many?
Couldn't be many.

A chigger couldn't live here.

Mostly women and children.

I didn't see more than
two boys fighting age.

Too durn hot to fight.

Let's wait until night,

then steal the nags back.

They're starving, Captain.

They done cut up
one horse already.

By God, you mean they stole
our horses for meat?

They're real poor.

They're just having a picnic.

We had one without
nobody shooting at us.

I'm just going to scare them off

so we can get our horses.

We'll leave them two.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah!

(CRYI NG)
Nina!

(CRYI NG)
Nina!

Poor little boy's blind.

He can't see nothing.

Deets, don't.
Don't, Deets.

Oh. Oh.

¤ ¤

Hush up, little fella.

You'll be all right.

Deets is going
to take care of you.

What you crying about?

Here.

Here. You want
to play with something?

Here. Ok?

Play with that?

Hey, he's all right now.

He's afraid everybody left him.

Set that baby down!

They think you're stealing him!

Here. Take him.
I'm just helping him...

Deets!

Aah!

(GUNSHOT)

Take him, Captain.
I'm about to fall.

Easy. Easy.

You just rest a minute, Deets.
Just rest.

Easy.

Easy.

You just rest a minute, Deets.

Easy.

Where's Newt?

Newt ain't here now.
He's...

I guess it's our fault.

We should have shot sooner.

I don't want to start thinking

about all the things we should
have done for this good man.

Nina?

(SPEAKING INDIAN LANGUAGE)