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I'M TELLING YOU BOYS...

I BET NOBODY HAS TRAPPED IN THIS SPOT

IN THIS WHOLE SEASON.

I RECKON WE'RE GETTING...

20 PELTS BY TOMORROW, EH?

ALL RIGHT! YEAH!

A FEW DAYS OF HARD WORK AND WE CAN HEAD TO

SAINT LOUIS TO CASH IN, AH?

COCK YOUR GUNS BOYS!

JIM...

YOU'RE NOT GOING UP THERE?

FELLAS MIGHT BE IN TROUBLE, VASQUEZ.

DON'T GET KILLED, JIM.

IF I'M NOT BACK BY DARK,

DON'T SEND ANYBODY AFTER ME.

HUP, HYAH.

THERE I WAS...

TRAPPING IN THIS CANYON...

WHEN A FEW MILES AWAY, WELL THERE WAS

THE BIGGEST MOUNTAIN THAT YOU HAVE EVER SEEN.

ONE DAY, I CUT MY HAND ON A BEAVER TRAP.

WELL, I MIGHTA SAID A WORD OR TWO I CANNOT REPEAT

IN POLITE COMPANY, MA'AM.

WELL, THAT NIGHT, WHEN I WAS CRAWLIN' IN MY BEDROLL,

THOSE SAME WORDS CAME ECHOIN' BACK TO ME

ACROSS THE CANYON.

THEY BOUNCED BACK AT ME FROM ACROSS THE CANYON.

THEY WENT UP AGAINST THAT ROCK MOUNTAIN AND CAME BACK

EIGHT HOURS LATER.

WELL, I FIGURED, HEY,

THIS COULD BE USEFUL.

BEFORE I WENT TO BED THAT NIGHT,

I YELLED OUT, "WAKE UP, JIM!"

AND WOULDN'T YOU KNOW IT?

EIGHT HOURS LATER...

THOSE WORDS CAME ECHOIN' BACK ACROSS THE CANYON

AND THEY WOKE ME UP JUST AS GOOD AS ANY BUGLE

I'VE EVER HEARD IN A MILITARY BAND.

OH.

WELL, I THINK I'M GONNA TURN IN

AND I SUGGEST YOU ALL DO THE SAME.

WE'RE BREAKING CAMP TOMORROW.

HEH...

HEH...

ACTUALLY...

I GOT A BETTER ONE FOR Y'ALL.

LET ME TELL YA ABOUT THE TIME...

THAT I WAS SURROUNDED...

BY A WAR PARTY OF BLACKFEET.

WITH NOWHERE TO ESCAPE.

AND THEN... HE DIES.

OH, IT'S A GOOD STORY.

THE FIRST TIME YOU HEAR IT, THAT IS.

OUR HERO HERE EXPLAINS HE'S OUT

LOOKING FOR SOME LOST TRAPPERS OR SOME SUCH.

AND SUDDENLY...

A FEROCIOUS BAND OF INDIANS ATTACKS.

AND THEY ARE LED BY THE BIGGEST, NASTIEST BRAVE

HE HAS EVER SEEN, OF COURSE.

AND THEN, THERE'S A GUNFIGHT.

AND THEN SOME RUNNING IN THE WOODS.

AND A CLEVER ATTEMPT AT THROWING THEM OFF THE TRACK.

BUT AT LAST...

HEROIC JIM IS CORNERED.

NO WAY TO ESCAPE.

AND THEN, JIM WOULD PAUSE,

POKE THE FIRE UNTIL SOME YOKEL

INVARIABLY ASKS,

"SO THEN, WHAT HAPPENED?"

THEN JIM WILL SOLEMNLY INTONE...

"WHY THEY KILLED ME, OF COURSE."

VASQUEZ...

I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU HAD TO GO AND SPOIL IT FOR EVERYONE.

BECAUSE THAT STORY IS AS WORN OUT

AS THOSE MOCCASINS YOU KEEP WEARING.

JIM, I CANNOT COUNT HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE HEARD IT.

WELL, YOU SHOULD KNOW VASQUEZ...

YOU NEVER LEAVE A STORY UNFINISHED.

'CAUSE IF YOU DO...

WELL, IT'LL HANG AROUND YOU...

LIKE A GHOST.

UNTIL...

IT'S BEEN TOLD.

MAYBE THIS GHOST COULD USE A REST.

YOU HAVEN'T HEARD ME TELL...

THE FULL STORY YET, VASQUEZ.

JIM, OBVIOUSLY, NO "FULL STORY" CAN END WITH YOU DYING.

BUT WHAT IF IT'S TRUE?

GREEN RIVER VALLEY.

I SUPPOSE IT WAS SPRING

1843.

LOUIS VASQUEZ AND I, WHEN WE WERE THE MASTER AT FORT BRIDGER,

WHICH WAS NAMED AFTER YOURS TRULY, OF COURSE.

NO ONE CONFUSED IT FOR A FANCY HOTEL, MIND YOU,

BUT I MEAN, ALL TRAVELERS WERE WELCOME.

EXCEPT THOSE OF THE ROWDIER SORT,

WHO OFTEN DISTRACTED VASQUEZ FROM KEEPING HIS ACCOUNTS.

FOR GOODNESS SAKES, JIM!

THIS ISN'T SOME SAINT LOUIS BAWDY HOUSE.

PUT A STOP TO THIS NONSENSE!

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

COME ON, SETTLE DOWN, FELLAS.

BEFORE SOMEONE GOES AND GETS THEMSELVES HURT.

COME ON, LEE, YOU KNOW BETTER THAN THIS.

HEY, COME ON NOW, JIM.

HAD ENOUGH FUN, YET?

HUH?

Y'ALL MIND YOUR MANNERS...

OR YOU CAN HEAD OFF DOWN THE TRAIL.

JUST BE SURE YOU SETTLE UP YOUR ACCOUNTS

WITH VASQUEZ FIRST.

COULD BE THOSE TRAPPERS FROM OHIO.

THEY WENT TO HENRY'S FORK THREE DAYS AGO.

THEM GREENHORNS?

WHO IN THE WORLD WOULD HAVE SENT THEM UP THERE

WITHOUT A SCOUT?

JIM!

YOU'RE NOT GOING UP THERE!

THEM FELLAS MIGHT BE IN TROUBLE, VASQUEZ.

JUST DON'T GET KILLED, JIM.

IF I'M NOT BACK BY DARK...

DON'T SEND ANYBODY AFTER ME.

HUP, HYAH.

HYAH.

COME ON!

WHAT? YOU HEARD ENOUGH ALREADY, VASQUEZ?

NOT EVERY STORY NEEDS TO BE TOLD.

OR LISTENED TO FOR THAT MATTER.

I THINK YOU, IN PARTICULAR,

SHOULD HEAR THIS ONE.

AND AS FOR EVERYONE ELSE, WELL...

THEY CAN DECIDE FOR THEMSELVES.

WELL, I'D LIKE TO HEAR IT, MR. BRIDGER.

IF NOBODY MINDS.

WELL...

IT SEEMS, IN FACT, THERE WAS A WAR PARTY...

RAIDING ALONG THE RIVER.

AND I SHOULD HAVE BEEN MORE CAUTIOUS.

BUT I DID NOT HAVE THE LUXURY OF TIME ON MY SIDE.

I COULD FEEL IT IN THE WIND.

AS I WAS APPROACHING THE CAMP...

SOMETHING TERRIBLE...

HAD HAPPENED THERE.

MANY OF THOSE MEN...

THEY DIED HORRIBLE DEATHS.

BUT...

I FOUND THE TRACK OF AT LEAST ONE MAN

WHO MADE IT OUT OF THERE ALIVE.

I WAS AN ANGEL'S BREATH

AWAY FROM GOIN' UNDER, RIGHT THERE.

AND THEN...

I SAW THEIR CHIEF.

A FEARSOME WARRIOR.

WHO'D STRIKE DREAD...

IN THE HEART OF THE BRAVEST OF MEN.

AND I FELT IT RIGHT THERE...

YOU ASKED FOR IT, FELLA.

EVERYTHING THAT MOVES IN THIS WORLD,

WELL, IT LEAVES TRACKS.

INCLUDING ME.

I HAD THIS IDEA...

OF HOW TO SHAKE THOSE BLACKFEET OFF MY TAIL.

BUT I KNEW IT WOULDN'T FOOL 'EM LONG.

BUT IT DID FOOL 'EM JUST LONG ENOUGH

FOR ME TO GIVE THEM THE SLIP.

RIGHT ABOUT THEN I REALIZED TWO THINGS AT ONCE.

FIRST...

THEM BLACKFEET...

THEY WERE SPREAD OUT ALL AROUND ME.

CUTTIN' OFF ANY WAY I COULD ESCAPE.

SECOND...

SOMEHOW...

I'D JUST FOUND...

THE SOLE SURVIVOR OF THE MASSACRE AT THE TRAPPER'S CAMP.

THIS IS THE PART...

YOU NEVER HEARD BEFORE VASQUEZ.

YOU FINALLY WANT TO HEAR IT?

GO ON, JIM.

NO ONE'S STOPPING YOU.

WELL, THAT TRAPPER...

HE WAS STILL ALIVE WHEN I FOUND HIM.

THEY KILLED EVERYONE.

WE NEED TO GET YOU OUT OF HERE.

CAN YOU WALK?

MAYBE.

HELP ME UP.

OKAY, SHH.

OH, I TOOK MY LAST STEPS FRIEND.

TAKE THIS.

TAKE IT BACK HOME.

I'LL GET THIS WHERE IT BELONGS, FRIEND.

I PROMISE.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

TELL ME.

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

THERE WAS NOWHERE TO FLEE.

IF I HID...

SOONER OR LATER, THEY WERE GONNA FIND ME.

BUT SINCE I'D FOOLED THE BLACKFOOT ONCE BEFORE,

I THOUGHT I MIGHT JUST DO IT AGAIN.

THEY WERE LOOKING FOR AN INJURED MAN

IN A BUCKSKIN COAT, BLACK HAT,

SO, I MADE SURE THEY'D FIND ONE.

BUT TO REALLY MAKE MY CHARADE CONVINCING...

I'D HAVE TO GIVE THE WOUND THAT I JUST GAVE MYSELF

TO A DEAD MAN.

WHOSE NAME I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW.

ALL I COULD DO WAS HOPE THAT THEY BELIEVED

THAT THE MAN LYING THERE DEAD WAS ME.

'CAUSE IF THEY DIDN'T...

THEY WOULDN'T REST UNTIL THEY KILLED ME FOR REAL.

SO THAT'S HOW...

I WAS KILLED BY THE BLACKFEET

AND LIVED TO TELL THE TALE.

WELL DONE, JIM.

WELL DONE.

YOU ALMOST HAD EVEN ME THAT TIME.

I ADMIT...

I RECALL THOSE TRAPPERS FROM OHIO.

BUT MORE THAN THAT...

I DOUBT ONE SINGLE WORD TO BE TRUE.

I'D CAUTION YOU TO CALL ME A LIAR, VASQUEZ.

BUT YOU'RE NOT LYIN'...

MR. BRIDGER, ARE YOU?

FOR SURE, HE'S WEARING A RED CLOAK...

THE MAN YOU FOUND ALIVE.

AND YOU'RE CERTAIN HE CAME FROM OHIO?

I'M CERTAIN OF IT, MA'AM.

MY NAME'S MOLLY TIERNY.

I FEAR THAT MAN WAS MY HUSBAND,

PIERRE LeCLERC.

I AM SORRY.

FOR YOUR LOSS, MRS. TIERNY.

BUT WE'VE KNOWN MANY MEN...

TO DIE IN THE FRONTIER.

SURELY IT'S A COINCIDENCE.

I DON'T THINK IT IS.

MR. BRIDGER, I WANT TO BELIEVE YOU.

I GRIEVED PIERRE FOR SO LONG.

TO HEAR NOW, HOW HE DIED,

FROM SOMEONE WHO WAS BY HIS SIDE...

MA'AM...

IF THIS MAN REALLY WAS YOUR HUSBAND...

WELL, THEN YOU WILL KNOW

WHAT HE HANDED ME IN HIS DYIN' BREATH.

A SILVER LOCKET,

TWO CAMEO PORTRAITS OF ME AND PIERRE.

HE LOOKED SO HANDSOME THAT DAY.

MRS. TIERNY...

I'VE BEEN HOPIN'...

20 YEARS...

THAT I COULD KEEP A PROMISE THAT I MADE.

THAT I COULD TELL...

THE PERSON WHO OWNED THIS...

THE YOUNG MAN WAS THINKING OF HER

IN HIS FINAL MOMENTS.

I WAS ENTRUSTED THIS BY PIERRE LeCLERC

AND I BELIEVE IT BELONGS TO YOU.

THANK YOU, MR. BRIDGER.

JIM, IF I MAY.

THANK YOU.

FOR BRINGING PIERRE HOME.

TWAS HER RED HAIR, WASN'T IT?

THAT'S WHY YOU TOLD THE TRUE VERSION

OF THAT STORY I'D HEARD SO MANY TIMES.

I TOLD THAT STORY TO EVERY REDHEAD WOMEN I EVER MET.

NEVER THOUGHT I'D ACTUALLY GET TO MEET HER.

NEVER DID GIVE UP HOPE, THOUGH.

I SUPPOSE I SHOULD TELL YOU THE TRUTH AS WELL.

IT WAS YOU.

WHO SENT THEM OHIO FELLAS OUT TO BEGIN WITH.

YOU'VE KNOWN.

ALL THESE YEARS.

I DID.

I KNEW YOU BLAMED YOURSELF FOR IT.

AND I FIGURED YOU'D TELL ME SOONER OR LATER.

AND I'D TELL YOU...

IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT.

I SENT THOSE MEN TO THEIR DEATHS, JIM.

NO VASQUEZ.

THOSE MEN...

CAME A THOUSAND HARD MILES TO OUR FORT.

THEY CAME SEEKING THEIR FORTUNE,

JUST LIKE WE ALL DID.

AND IT WASN'T YOUR PLACE OR MINE...

TO TELL 'EM NOT TO GO.

AND THAT'S THE TRUTH.

SO, YOU FINALLY FINISH TELLING THIS TALE, JIM.

HECK VASQUEZ...

YOU KNOW BETTER THAN THAT.

YOU'RE NEVER FINISHED TELLIN' A GOOD TALE.

AND THIS ONE...

WELL IT'S EVEN BETTER.

NOW THAT WE KNOW HOW IT ENDS.

YEAH.