Original subtitles

HIS NAME WAS JEREMIAH JOHNSON

AND THEY SAY HE WANTED TO BE A MOUNTAIN MAN.

THE STORY GOES THAT HE WAS A MAN OF PROPER WIT

AND ADVENTUROUS SPIRIT

SUITED TO THE MOUNTAINS.

NOBODY KNOWS WHEREABOUTS HE COME FROM

AND DON'T SEEM TO MATTER MUCH.

HE WAS A YOUNG MAN

AND GHOSTLY STORIES ABOUT THE TALL HILLS

DIDN'T SCARE HIM NONE.

HE WAS LOOKIN' FOR A HAWKIN GUN

...50 CALIBER OR BETTER.

HE SETTLED FOR A .30

BUT, DAMN, IT WAS A GENUINE HAWKIN

AND YOU COULDN'T GO NO BETTER.

BOUGHT HIM A GOOD HORSE AND TRAPS

AND OTHER TRUCK THAT WENT WITH BEIN' A MOUNTAIN MAN

AND HE SAID GOOD-BYE

TO WHATEVER LIFE WAS DOWN THERE BELOW.

JUST WHERE IS IT I CAN FIND BEAR, BEAVER

AND OTHER CRITTERS WORTH CASH MONEY WHEN SKINNED?

RIDE DUE WEST AS THE SUN SETS

TURN LEFT AT THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS.

THIS HERE'S HIS STORY.

♪ JEREMIAH JOHNSON ♪

♪ MADE HIS WAY INTO THE MOUNTAINS ♪

♪ BETTIN' ON FORGETTIN' ♪

♪ ALL THE TROUBLES THAT HE KNEW ♪

♪ THE TRAIL WAS WIDE AND NARROW ♪

♪ THE EAGLE OR THE SPARROW

♪ SHOWED THE PATH HE WAS TO FOLLOW ♪

♪ AS IT FLEW ♪

♪ A MOUNTAIN MAN'S A LONELY MAN ♪

♪ AND HE LEAVES A LOT BEHIND ♪

♪ IT OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN DIFFERENT ♪

♪ BUT YOU OFTENTIMES WILL FIND ♪

♪ THAT STORY DOESN'T ALWAYS GO ♪

♪ THE WAY YOU HAD IN MIND ♪

♪ AND JEREMIAH'S STORY WAS THAT KIND ♪

♪ JEREMIAH'S STORY WAS THAT KIND ♪

[BLOWING]

[WIND HOWLS]

"I, HATCHET JACK

"BEING OF SOUND MIND AND BROKE LEGS

"DO HEREBY LEAVETH MY BEAR RIFLE

"TO WHATEVER FINDS IT.

"LORD HOPE IT BE A WHITE MAN.

"IT IS A GOOD RIFLE

"AND KILLED THE BEAR

"THAT KILLED ME.

"ANYWAY, I AM DEAD.

YOURS TRULY, HATCHET JACK."

OH-HO!

A .50 CALIBER HAWKIN.

OH...

[BLOWING]

[BLOWING]

[HEE HAW]

YAH!

COME ON, YOU MULE!

THAT BE FAR ENOUGH, PILGRIM.

WHERE ARE YA?

YOU'RE A FINE TARGET, PILGRIM.

EMPTY YOUR HANDS.

I AIN'T SEEN A LIVE MAN IN...

IN 2 MONTHS.

I AM BEAR CLAW CHRISLAP

BLOOD KIN TO THE GRIZZER

THAT BIT JIM BRITCHER'S ASS.

YOU ARE MOLESTIN' MY HUNT.

AND I AM JEREMIAH--

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

YOU'RE THE SAME DUMB PILGRIM

I'VE BEEN HEARIN' FOR 20 DAYS

AND SMELLIN' FOR 3.

HUH...

HOW COME YOU AIN'T BEEN SCALPED?

HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH.

AIN'T BEEN TOO LUCKY, HUH?

NO.

THIS PLACE HAS BEEN TRAPPED OUT SINCE '25.

WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' HERE, THEN?

I HUNT GRIZ.

GRIZ?

GRIZZER BEARS, PILGRIM.

I COLLECT THE CLAWS.

I HAD ONE IN THAT THICKET BACK THERE

READY TO SHAKE HANDS UNTIL YOU COME ALONG.

I'M SORRY, THEN.

THAT YOU LOOK. [CHORTLES]

HUNGRY, TOO, HUH?

COME ON.

YOU KNOW HOW TO SKIN GRIZ?

I CAN SKIN MOST ANYTHING.

YOU SURE ARE COCKY

FOR A STARVIN', PILGRIM.

THERE SHE BE.

GO IN, GET WARM

GET YOURSELF SOMETHIN' TO EAT.

I'VE GOT A CHORE TO FINISH.

NOW, BOY, ARE YOU SURE THAT YOU CAN SKIN GRIZ?

JUST AS FAST AS YOU CAN FIND 'EM.

[CHORTLES]

Bear Claw, HA HA HA!

YAHH! HA HA HA HA!

[BEAR ROARING]

[GROWLING]

YAHH HA HA HA HA!

JESUS!

SKIN THAT, PILGRIM

AND I'LL GET YOU ANOTHER.

[CRASHING]

[GROWLING]

[GUNSHOT]

MUST HAVE MISSED ANOTHER WAR DOWN THERE.

DIDN'T MISS NOTHIN'.

IF I HEAD DUE WEST TOMORROW

WILL I FIND GOOD PLACES TO TRAP?

YOU HEAD DUE WEST

TURN THE OTHER PLACE TOMORROW

YOU'LL BE A STARVIN' PILGRIM IN A WEEK.

YOU AIN'T LIKELY TO MEET UP WITH SOMEONE

OF MY GOOD NATURE.

MOUNTAIN'S GOT IT'S OWN WAYS.

WHAT?

USE THAT SKIN PAD, PILGRIM

BEFORE YOU LOSE ALL YOUR FINGERS.

OH.

WHATEVER YOU LEARNED DOWN THE FLAT

WILL SERVE YOU NO GOOD UP HERE.

YOU GOT SOME WORK TO DO.

I TOLD 'EM RIGHT HERE

THE WHOLE DOGGONE BUNCH OF 'EM

BRIGHAM YOUNG AND ALL.

IN A FEW YEARS...

WE'LL BE FORCED RIGHT OUT OF HERE.

BEST DAMN BULLWHIP I EVER SEEN.

PAIUTES AND FLATHEADS

ARE GENERALLY PEACEFUL CRITTERS.

CROWS, THEY ARE FEARFUL.

MIGHTY WARRIORS, TOO.

IN MY OPINION

THE CROWS IS THE HANDSOMEST INDIANS THERE IS

AND PROUD, TOO.

THERE AIN'T A MAN ALIVE

CAN MATCH 'EM ON A HORSE.

I'VE SEEN 'EM ON A DEAD RUN

WITH ONE FOOT ON A HORSE'S RUMP

AND ONE WRIST THROUGH A LOOP IN THE HORSE'S MANE

SHOOTIN' ARROWS AND GUNS FROM UNDER THE HORSE'S NECK.

[CHUCKLES]

BUT THEY ARE AN ADULTEROUS PEOPLE...

ADULTEROUS.

HERE YOU ARE, PILGRIM.

SHARP ENOUGH TO SKIN A FISH WITH.

EVER GET LONESOME?

FOR WHAT?

A WOMAN.

FULL-TIME NIGHT WOMAN?

YEAH.

[CHUCKLES] I NEVER COULD FIND NO TRACKS

IN A WOMAN'S HEART.

I PACKED ME A SQUAW FOR 10 YEAR, PILGRIM.

CHEYENNE, SHE WERE

AND THE MEANEST BITCH

THAT EVER BAWLED FOR BEADS.

I LODGE-POLED HER AT DEAD WOLF CREEK

AND TRADED HER FOR A HAWKIN GUN.

BUT DON'T GET ME WRONG.

I LOVES THE WOMENS. I SURELY DO.

BUT I SWEAR THAT A WOMAN'S BREAST

IS THE HARDEST ROCK THAT THE ALMIGHTY

EVER MADE ON THIS EARTH

AND I CAN FIND NO SIGN ON IT.

NOW, THESE COALS HERE

WILL SIMMER UNTIL SUNRISE.

YOU BETTER GO DO LIKEWISE.

[SNORING]

WHOA! OHH!

DIDN'T PUT ENOUGH DIRT DOWN.

SAW IT RIGHT OFF.

YOU TRACK WELL, PILGRIM.

KIND OF LIKE IT, DON'T YOU?

MAYBE.

FIGURES.

HUMAN MAN, HE LIKES TRACKIN' AND KILLIN'.

AN INDIAN, HE FIGURES IT'S NATURAL.

WIND'S RIGHT

BUT HE'LL JUST RUN

SOON AS WE STEP OUT OF THESE TREES.

TRICK TO IT--

WALK OUT ON THIS SIDE OF YOUR HORSE.

WHAT IF HE SEES OUR FEET?

ELK DON'T KNOW HOW MANY FEET A HORSE HAVE.

NO, YOU DAMN FOOL!

SLIDE IT UP OVER THE SADDLE.

[HORSE WHINNIES]

WHOA! YOU GOT HIM, PILGRIM!

YOU NAILED HIM CLEAN.

HAH! WE GOT US AN ELK TO SKIN.

CAN'T FIGURE THEM PEOPLE DOWN THERE--

EATIN' HOG WHEN THEY COULD BE FEEDIN' ON ELK.

DIDN'T LIKE IT DOWN THERE, HUH?

IT OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN DIFFERENT.

IS THAT SO?

MANY IS THE CHILD

JOURNEYS THIS HIGH TO BE DIFFERENT

PLANNIN' TO GET FROM THE MOUNTAIN

SOMETHIN' THEIR NATURES COULDN'T GET 'EM BELOW.

THAT COMES TO NOTHIN'.

CAN'T CHEAT THE MOUNTAIN, PILGRIM.

MOUNTAIN GOT ITS--

PROBABLY CROW.

IF'N THEY CATCH US

THEY'LL STEAL OUR HORSES

UNLESS'N WE BRIBE THEM.

WHY?

IT'S THEIR TERRITORY.

THEY FIGURE WE'RE TRESPASSIN'.

YEP, CROW.

FELLA BY THE NAME OF "PAINTS HIS SHIRT RED."

THAT'S HIS SIGN. JUST STAND STILL.

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

YOU TWO KNOW EACH OTHER?

I SEEN HIM ONCE.

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

HE SAYS YOU FISH POORLY.

YOU UNDERSTAND THAT LANGUAGE?

PAINTS HIS SHIRT SPEAKS ENGLISH.

HE JUST DOES THIS TO AGGRAVATE ME.

UH-OH.

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

SAYS HE'S GOT ENOUGH BEAR CLAWS.

HOLD THAT.

HOLD.

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

JOHNSON.

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

YOUR CHRISTIAN NAME.

JEREMIAH.

[SPEAKING CROW LANGUAGE]

YOU'VE LEARNED WELL, PILGRIM.

YOU'LL GO FAR...

PROVIDED YOU AIN'T BURNT ALIVE

OR SCALPED.

I WILL DO MY BEST.

YOU CAN CUT WOOD

AND LEAVE IT UP ON THE JUDITH.

THE RIVERBOAT CAPTAINS WILL LEAVE YOU GOLD

IF YOU PUT OUT A POUCH.

GOOD THING TO KNOW

WHEN TIMES GETS HARD.

WATCH YOUR TOPKNOT.

YEP.

WATCH YOURN.

[WOMAN'S VOICE, INDISTINCT]

I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO PLAY OUTSIDE.

YOU'LL GET YOURSELF ALL DIRTY.

YOU'LL NEED...

YOUR SHOES.

AND YOU, JOHN...

MARY LOU, YOU WILL GO OUT IN THE SUN WITHOUT YOUR--

HAVEN'T I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO OUT

WITHOUT A BONNET ON YOUR HEAD?

HAW! YOU BETTER STOP THERE.

AHHH!

WOMAN, I AM YOUR FRIEND.

WE HAVE GRAVES TO DIG.

[MUMBLING]

HE'S BEEN A BAD BOY.

IT'S TIME TO START THE GARDEN.

BUT THE... WIND HAS STOPPED.

WE WILL NOW SING.

♪ SHALL WE GATHER AT THE RIVER ♪

♪ WHERE BRIGHT ANGEL FEET HAVE TROD? ♪

♪ WITH ITS CRYSTAL TIDE FOREVER ♪

♪ FLOWING BY THE THRONE OF GOD ♪

♪ YES, WE'LL GATHER AT THE RIVER ♪

♪ THE BEAUTIFUL, THE BEAUTIFUL RIVER ♪

♪ GATHER WITH THE SAINTS AT THE RIVER... ♪

[CONTINUES, INDISTINCT]

BOY, DID YOU SEE ALL THIS?

BETTER COME OUT AND GET

ONE OF THESE BISCUITS, BOY.

I MAKE DAMN GOOD BISCUITS.

[WOMAN SOBBING]

[SOBBING LOUDLY]

HERE'S FOOD.

I COULD NOT FIND YOUR HUSBAND

ANYWHERE, MA'AM

SO MAYBE HE WILL COME BACK HERE.

THE INDIANS WILL NOT BOTHER YOU NOW

ON ACCOUNT OF... YOU ARE TOUCHED.

THEY WILL BE AFRAID.

WHAT ABOUT THE BOY?

[HAMMERING]

YAH!

MAYBE YOU AND THE BOY

BEST COME WITH ME NOW.

I WILL TAKE YOU DOWN TO THE JUDITH

PUT YOU ON A FERRY!

TAKE HIM.

WHAT?

TAKE HIM!

MA'AM, I WOULDN'T KNOW HOW TO TEND AFTER A--

YOU GOT A NAME, BOY?

HUH?

I WILL CALL YOU CALEB.

IT IS A NAME I'VE ALWAYS ADMIRED.

DO YOU LIKE THAT-- CALEB?

WELL, DO WHAT YOU LIKE.

I WAS MUCH THE SAME MYSELF.

[BUZZARD CAWING]

[CAWING]

[CAWING]

DAMN!

[BUZZARD CAWING]

[MAN GAGGING]

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

SURE, SURE. I GOT A FINE HORSE UNDER ME.

GOT ONE OF THEM FEATHERS IN MY NOSE.

[SNEEZING AND SNORTING]

KEEP SNEEZIN'.

IT'LL COME OUT ALL RIGHT.

[CHUCKLES]

[SPUTTERS]

HAVEN'T SEEN ANYONE PASS BY RECENT, HAVE YOU?

WELL, NOBODY'S GONE IN FRONT OF ME.

CAN'T SAY WHAT'S HAPPENED

BEHIND ME, THOUGH.

HAA! HAA!

HAA.

THE INDIANS PUT YOU HERE?

'TWEREN'T MORMONS.

CHIEF, NAME OF MAD WOLF.

NICE FELLA. DON'T TALK A HELL OF A LOT.

SAY, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE

AN EXTRA HAT ON YOU, WOULD YOU?

SHADE'S GETTING SCARCE IN THESE PARTS.

WHAT DID YOU SHAVE YOUR HEAD FOR?

MAD WOLF FIGURES LIKE EVERY OTHER INJUN I KNOW.

SAYS THIS SCALP AIN'T FIT

FOR NO DECENT MAN'S LODGE POLE.

AIN'T THE FIRST TIME I PROTECTED MY HEAD

IN SUCH A WAYS.

NAME'S DEL GUE...

WITH AN "E."

HOW LONG SINCE THEY BEEN THROUGH?

NOT MORE 'N A FEW HOURS AGO.

I SURE WILL BE HAPPY TO SEE MY HORSE AGAIN.

I HATE WALKIN'.

KIND OF YOU TO HELP ME

GET MY PELTS BACK.

I WOULDN'T LEAVE A MAN WITHOUT A HORSE OR GUN.

AIN'T THAT HATCHET JACK'S RIFLE?

YEAH. YEAH.

HOW'D YOU GET IT?

I FOUND HIM FROZE TO A TREE.

DAMN!

WELL, THAT HATCHET JACK

WAS A WILD ONE.

HE WAS LIVIN' WITH A FEMALE PANTHER

2 YEARS IN A CAVE

UP IN THE MUSSEL SHELL.

SHE NEVER DID GET USED TO HIM.

THAT BE THEM?

HOW MANY YOU FIGURE?

3...

JUST LIKE BEFORE.

[SNIFFING]

ARE YOU SMELLIN' THEM BLACKFEET?

I'M LOCATIN' MY HORSE--

DIRTIEST ANIMAL THIS SIDE OF HELL.

COME DARK, GIVE ME YOUR PISTOL.

LOAD THAT BEAR RIFLE FULL OF NAILS.

NO. I GOT NO TRUCK WITH THEM BLACKFEET.

I PLAN TO BE HERE FOR A LONG TIME

AND I DO NOT WANT THEM DOWN ON ME.

THEM CRITTERS HAMMERED ME INTO THE GROUND

TOOK MY RIFLE, HORSE... STOLE MY PELTS.

NOT TO MENTION WHAT THEY DONE

TO THAT BOY'S FOLKS.

YOU EXPECT ME TO LEAVE IT PASS?

NOPE. BUT THEY'LL BE ASLEEP SOON.

SHOULD BE NO TROUBLE TO SLIP IN THEN

AND GET YOUR POSSIBLES.

USE THIS BLANKET, BOY.

KEEP YOU WARM.

HE DON'T SAY A LOT, DOES HE?

NO.

HEY.

NO.

NO.

STAY HERE WITH THE ANIMALS.

[HORSE WHINNIES]

NO!

I AM DEL GUE!

I CAN WHIP MY WEIGHT IN WOLVERINES!

YOU'VE STOLEN MY PELTS...

AND DIE FOR IT!

HA HA! HA HA!

YOU SKIN-HEADED SON OF A BITCH!

YOU ALMOST GOT ME KILLED!

WHERE YOU GOIN'?

DON'T YOU WANT ANY OF THESE?

WHAT?

SCALPS.

NO.

WELL, MOTHER GUE NEVER RAISED

SUCH A FOOLISH CHILD. HAH!

STOP THAT, BOY.

WHAT DO YOU DO WITH THEM SCALPS?

SELL THEM TO THE ENGLISH.

ENGLISH?

LONDON IS WALLPAPERED WITH INJUN SCALPS.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING AND FLUTTERING]

WE COULD GO INTO THOSE TREES.

DON'T GO GETTING HASTY, FRIEND.

THEM IS FLATHEADS

AND THEY'VE HURT NOBODY THAT I KNOW.

JUST HOLD BACK.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

WHAT'S HE SAYIN'?

SAYS THEM'S BLACKFEET PONIES.

HE ASKED IF YOU WERE THE GREAT WARRIOR

WHO AVENGES THE CRAZY WOMAN IN THE WOLF TAIL VALLEY.

SHE'S BIG MEDICINE.

SO ARE YOU, IF YOU BE THAT MAN.

[SHOUTING IN FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

WHAT'S HE SHOUTIN' FOR?

SCARED OF YOU.

[INDIANS WHOOPING]

WELL, HOW DID--

I DIDN'T KNOW THEY WAS GONNA BE FLATHEADS.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, DOG BARKS]

[DOG BARKS]

IT'S ALL RIGHT, BOY.

CHIEF HERE IS NAMED TWO-TONGUES LEBEAUX.

MIGHTY EDUCATED, TOO.

FRENCH MISSIONARIES

TAUGHT HIM THEIR LANGUAGE.

CHRISTIAN INDIANS?

LOTS OF 'EM.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

BONJOUR, GRAND CHEF DE TETES PLATES.

BIENVENU... [CONTINUES IN FRENCH]

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

[HICCUPS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

HE SAYS THE SCALPS ARE FIERCE

AND THE HORSES ARE FLEET.

TAKE THEM.

TAKE THEM. AND THE PONIES.

I HAVE NO FURTHER USE FOR THEM.

DAMN FOOL, YOU MAY HAVE COOKED OUR BRAINS.

WHY?

THEY BROUGHT US HERE TO HONOR YOU

AND YOU WENT AND GIVE HIM A GIFT.

IF HE CANNOT GIVE YOU A BETTER ONE

IT'LL BE AN INSULT.

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

WHAT'S SO FUNNY?

THE DANGER IS OVER, JEREMIAH.

HE HAS THOUGHT OF A BETTER GIFT

TO GIVE YOU, HIS DAUGHTER.

HUH?

NOW YOU HAVE A SON, YOU NEED A WIFE.

OH, I DON'T WANT A WI--

HE SAYS HE'LL BE VERY HAPPY. I MEAN

IL DIT...IL EST S--

UH...UM, WHAT IS THAT WORD?

OH, YES. TRES CONTENT AVEC...UH, VOTRE FILLE.

AH. BON.

HE MAY SPEAK WELL AND READ THE BIBLE

BUT HE'S STILL AN INJUN

AND HIS RULES IS HIS RULES!

IF YOU VALUE YOUR HAIR, YOU WILL GET MARRIED!

[DRUMS BEATING]

DEL GUE, I DO NOT THINK THIS IS FUNNY.

IT AIN'T. WHEN YOU GET OUT OF HERE

YOU CAN TAKE HER TO PORT HAWLEY AND SELL HER

BUT YOU'D BEST TAKE HER, FRIEND.

BESIDES, MAYBE SHE AIN'T NEAR BAD.

BIEN, MA FILLE. EST-CE QUE TU AS COMPRIS?

CA VA?

ELLE EST CONNUE SOUS LE NOM DE LA CYGNE...

MAIS DANS MARIAGE, VOUS ALLEZ CHOISIR LE NOM.

HE SAYS SHE'S CALLED THE SWAN

BUT SHE'LL ANSWER TO ANYTHING YOU WANT.

[SPEAKING FRENCH]

TRES FORTE!

BUT MAYBE YOU NEED HER.

YOU TURN DOWN THIS GIFT

THEY'LL SLIT YOU, ME, CALEB

AND THE HORSES FROM CROTCH TO EYEBALL

WITH A DULL DEER ANTLER.

[CHANTING]

[CHANTING CONTINUES]

HEY!

I'M PLEASED TO MAKE

YOUR ACQUAINTANCE, MRS. JOHNSON.

YOUR HUSBAND HAS TOLD ME

SO MUCH ABOUT YOU.

CONGRATULATIONS, TWO-TONGUES.

WONDERFUL WEDDING.

MERCI.

BYE, JEREMIAH JOHNSON.

WHERE ARE YOU GOIN'?

I WOULDN'T WANT TO DISTURB

YOUR WEDDIN' NIGHT.

I'LL SEE YOU IN THE FALL.

HAVE A NICE HONEYMOON, MRS. JOHNSON.

HYAH!

♪ THE WAY THAT YOU WANDER ♪

♪ IS THE WAY THAT YOU CHOOSE ♪

♪ THE DAY THAT YOU TARRY ♪

♪ IS THE DAY THAT YOU LOSE ♪

DO YOU SPEAK ANY ENGLISH?

I DON'T SPEAK NO FLATHEAD, YOU KNOW.

SO DON'T BOTHER ME, NEITHER OF YOU.

♪ SUNSHINE OR THUNDER ♪

♪ A MAN WILL ALWAYS WONDER WHERE ♪

♪ THE FAIR WIND BLOWS ♪

♪ WHERE THE FAIR WIND BLOWS ♪

YOU WONDERIN' ABOUT SOMETHIN'?

GO AHEAD. ASK.

AH...LEAVE IT BE.

NOTHIN' WRONG WITH QUIET.

COOKIN' SURE DON'T SMELL LIKE BEAR CLAW'S.

TIE HIM OFF, BOY.

SUPPERTIME.

GO ON, BOY, AND EAT. IT'S GOOD FOR YOU.

[NEARLY GAGGING]

NO.

I'M FULL.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

YOU RELIGIOUS, TOO?

RELIGIOUS.

I'M NOT GONNA HARM YOU.

RELIGIOUS.

YES.

YES.

MMHH! YE--

I'M NOT GONNA HARM YOU.

YES.

YES.

YES.

YES. AH.

NOW, AIN'T THAT A LOT EASIER

THAN SAYING ALL THAT GIBBERISH?

YES!

GREAT HUNTER.

YES?

YES.

FINE FIGURE OF A MAN. YES?

YES?

YES.

THAT IS ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW...FOR NOW.

YOU GETTIN' ENOUGH, BOY?

YES.

THIS WEREN'T MY IDEA, YOU KNOW.

[PRAYING]

LORD.

THIS'LL DO.

RIVER IN FRONT, CLIFFS BEHIND

GOOD WATER.

NOT MUCH WIND.

THIS'LL BE A GOOD PLACE TO LIVE.

[SCREE SCREE]

HAWK.

YEAH.

GOIN' FOR THE MUSSEL SHELL.

TAKE ME A WEEK'S RIDIN', AND HE'LL BE THERE IN...

HELL, HE'S THERE ALREADY.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

I WISH YOU WOULD SEE FIT

TO STOP THE PRACTICING OF THESE RELIGIOUS CEREMONIES.

AW.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

CALEB, TAKE NOTICE OF WHERE WE LAID THOSE TRAPS

AND GO FETCH SOME PROPER FOOD!

KEEP YOUR NOSE OPEN. THERE MAY BE INDIANS ABOU--

UHH...

I'LL BE GOIN' FOR BUFFALO SOON.

NO. YOU'LL STAY HERE.

HERE. GO ON. FETCH THE REST OF THAT WOOD.

OH.

SWAN, I CANNOT STAND THIS WEIGHT.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

[CHUCKLES]

WELL...IT'LL HAVE TO DO.

JOHNSON.

IT WILL KEEP ME WARM IN THE STRONG WIND.

AND THE RAIN WILL NOT PASS THROUGH, NEITHER.

THANK YOU.

[LIGHT-HEARTED MUSIC PLAYS]

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[WHINNYING]

[WHINNYING]

[BAYING]

[GROWLING]

[WHINNYING AND BAYING]

[YELP]

[YELPING]

YOU HAVE THE BEAVER SCENT?

WHAT'S HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE?

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

HUH? MY BEARD?

JUST WATCH THIS ONE.

PUT THE SPRING UP.

THERE.

CAREFUL. THAT'LL TAKE YOUR HAND OFF.

PUT THAT SMELL DOWN.

WON'T COME AROUND WITHOUT THE SMELL.

[CHUCKLES]

WELL, HELL, DON'T RUN OFF.

IT'S ME.

WELL, WHAT-- SKIN THIS.

[CHATTERING IN FLATHEAD]

OHH!

UNH! HA HA HA!

HA HA HA HA

HEY, HEY.

[SPEAKING FLATHEAD LANGUAGE]

TROOPS, HALT.

JOHNSON?

I'M LIEUTENANT MULVEY

THIRD CAVALRY.

THAT'S REVEREND LINDQUIST.

AH-CHOO!

WE'VE BEEN WATCHED EVER SINCE WE STARTED

THE CLIMB UP FROM THE GILA.

[SNIFFLING]

WHO ARE THEY-- FLATHEAD?

I SAID, ARE THEY FLATHEAD?

HA HA HA! HA HA HA!

I SAY SOMETHING?

NO, NO. IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME

SINCE I HAD SO MUCH OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE

SPOKE AT ME.

I AIN'T USED TO IT.

CROW. THIS IS CROW LAND.

WELL, THIS IS THE DEPARTMENT OF COLORADO.

YEAH.

YOU'RE ON GOOD TERMS WITH THEM.

CROW?

WHAT GIVE YOU THAT IDEA?

PEOPLE TALK ABOUT IT DOWN BELOW.

YOU LIVE UP HERE.

I DO THAT.

THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS.

AND YOU KNOW THE HIGH COUNTRY--

JOHNSON, DO YOU KNOW FEATHER MESA?

I DO. SO?

WE HAVE WAGONS THERE, 3 OF THEM

BROKE DOWN IN THE SNOW AND ICE.

WE'VE GOT TO GET 'EM OUT OF THERE

BEFORE THEY FREEZE... OR THE INDIANS GET 'EM.

WOULD BE WISE.

WE WERE TOLD

THAT YOU WOULD KNOW HOW TO GET THERE.

THROUGH THOSE PASSES.

WE WERE HOPING THAT MAYBE...

THESE ARE CHRISTIAN FAMILIES, JOHNSON.

CHRISTIAN WOMEN AND CHILDREN...

STARVING.

[SEVERAL PEOPLE COUGHING]

DO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME

THAT YOU INTEND TO LET THOSE PEOPLE DIE?

HOW'S THE WAR GOIN'?

WHICH WAR?

THE ONE AGAINST THE PRESIDENT OF MEXICO.

IT'S OVER.

WHO WON?

HOLD IT.

DID YOU HEAR SOMETHING?

CAN'T GO THROUGH HERE.

WHY NOT?

CROW BURIAL GROUND. SACRED.

WE'LL HAVE TO TURN AROUND AND HEAD EAST.

HOW FAR EAST?

NEXT PASS.

20...20 MILE OR SO.

JOHNSON, THOSE PEOPLE ARE DOWN THERE WAITING FOR US.

NOW, THEY ARE FREEZING AND HUNGRY AND SCARED.

CROW DON'T EVEN COME HERE

EXCEPT WITH MEDICINE MEN AND BEARING PARTIES.

WELL, WE ARE NOT CROWS!

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN, JOHNSON?

I DON'T KNOW.

I DON'T KNOW.

THIS IS BIG MEDICINE.

THEY GUARD THIS PLACE WITH SPIRITS.

YOU DON'T BELIEVE THAT.

IT DOESN'T MATTER. THEY DO.

YOU'VE BEEN UP HERE TOO LONG, JOHNSON, BELIEVING IN THIS!

WHAT CHANCE WOULD I HAVE

OF FINDING A WAY THROUGH MYSELF,

JUST BY RIDING WEST?

POOR CHANCE... OR NONE.

[SIGHS]

WELL, THANKS ALL THE SAME, JOHNSON

BUT WE'RE RIDING THROUGH.

SERGEANT, PREPARE TO MOVE.

YOU WON'T MAKE IT, LIEUTENANT.

YOU HAVE TO HUNT, YOU SAID.

I HAVE TO TRY.

TELL YOUR MEN

TO KEEP BEHIND ME IN SINGLE FILE.

TELL THEM TO GO SLOW AND STAY QUIET.

SERGEANT

SINGLE FILE. SLOWLY.

YES, SIR.

KEEP 'EM QUIET!

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

WELL, WE SEEM TO HAVE ESCAPED.

JOHNSON, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN CARRYING YOUR SQUAW?

HMM?

[WIND GUSTING]

JOHNSON, I CAN'T THANK YOU ENOUGH--

BETTER MOVE 'EM OUT FAST.

CROW DON'T TAKE KINDLY TO TRESPASSIN'.

[WIND ROARS]

HYAH!

HYAH!

HYAH!

OHH...

[RUSTLING]

AAH!

[CHANTING]

[CHANTING]

♪ AN INDIAN SAYS YOU SEARCH IN VAIN ♪

♪ FOR WHAT YOU CANNOT FIND ♪

♪ HE SAYS YOU'VE FOUND ♪

♪ A THOUSAND WAYS ♪

♪ OF RUNNIN' DOWN YOUR TIME ♪

♪ AN INDIAN DIDN'T SCREAM IT ♪

♪ HE SAID IT IN A SONG ♪

♪ AND HE'S NEVER ♪

♪ BEEN KNOWN TO BE WRONG ♪

♪ HE'S NEVER ♪

♪ BEEN KNOWN TO BE WRONG ♪

[SCREE]

[SCREE]

[PANTING PAINFULLY]

[WIND ROARING]

AAAAAHHHH!

[SCREAM ECHOES]

[MAN RANTING]

WHERE'S YOUR SLAVERING WOLVES

IN THE ROVING PRAIRIE?

HERE, YOU OLD GRIZZER BROWN BEAR

DRINK FROM THE BARK OF A GUMTREE.

HERE'S A MAN FOR YOU, JEREMIAH JOHNSON!

I'M HALF HORSE, HALF GATOR

AND A TOUCH OF THE EARTHQUAKE!

I GOT THE PRETTIEST GAL, FASTEST HORSE

UGLIEST DOG THIS SIDE OF HELL!

I CAN OUTJUMP, OUTRUN, THROW DOWN, DRAG OUT

AND WHIP ANY MAN!

HOW YOU BEEN, JEREMIAH?

STAYIN' ALIVE, DEL.

AIN'T THAT HAIR I SEE ON YOUR HEAD?

IT SURE IS. I'VE DECIDED

THAT WHEN I DEPART FROM THIS LIFE

I'D LIKE TO LEAVE SOMETHIN'...

AT LEAST TO BE REMEMBERED

ON SOME MAN'S LODGE POLE.

SOUND WISDOM. WHERE YOU HEADED?

SAME PLACE YOU ARE, JEREMIAH--

HELL, IN THE END.

ALL THEM INDIANS AFTER YOU

I CANNOT BRAG ABOUT YOUR CHOICE OF CAMPSITES.

[CHUCKLES]

YOU GOT OLD AND SCARY

SINCE YOU GROWED HAIR ON YOUR HEAD? HUH?

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THAT BOY

ONE THAT DIDN'T TALK MUCH?

NEVER DID TAKE HIM TO HAWLEY.

STAYED WITH THAT INDIAN GAL ALL THIS TIME, HUH?

SHE WEREN'T NO TROUBLE.

AAH!

HY-AAH!

JUST LIKE THIS. ONE AT A TIME?

UH-HUH.

LUCKY THEY WERE CROWS.

APACHES'D SEND 50 AT ONCE.

AMONGST INDIANS, A TRIBE'S GREATNESS IS FIGURED

ON HOW MIGHTY HIS ENEMIES BE.

MAYBE...

MAYBE YOU'D BEST GO DOWN TO A TOWN...

GET OUT OF THESE MOUNTAINS.

I'VE BEEN TO A TOWN, DEL.

WHICH WAY NOW?

DON'T KNOW.

I HEAR THE BIG BELT AND THE BLUE

HAS BEAVER THE SIZE OF BOBCAT.

THAT SO?

I AIN'T NEVER TRAPPED EITHER, BUT...

I SURE WOULD LIKE TO.

JEREMIAH--

YOU'LL DO WELL, DEL.

YOU'LL DO WELL...

IF YOU DON'T GET IN TOO MUCH TROUBLE

WITH ALL THAT HAIR.

AIN'T THIS SOMETHIN'?

I TOLD MY PAPA AND MAMA I WAS COMIN' TO THE MOUNTAINS

TO TRAP AND BE A MOUNTAIN MAN.

ACTED LIKE THEY WAS GUTSHOT.

SAYS, "SON, MAKE YOUR LIFE GO HERE.

"HERE'S WHERE THE PEOPLES IS.

THEM MOUNTAINS IS FOR ANIMALS AND SAVAGES."

I SAID, "MOTHER GUE, THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS

IS THE MARROW OF THE WORLD."

BY GOD, I WAS RIGHT.

YES, YOU WERE.

WHICH WAY YOU HEADED, JEREMIAH?

CANADA, MAYBE.

I HEAR THERE'S LAND THERE A MAN HAS NEVER SEEN.

WELL...KEEP YOUR NOSE IN THE WIND...

YOUR EYES, ALONG THE SKYLINE.

I WILL DO THAT, DEL GUE.

I AIN'T NEVER SEEN 'EM

BUT MY COMMON SENSE TELLS ME

THE ANDES IS FOOTHILLS

AND THE ALPS IS FOR CHILDREN TO CLIMB!

TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOUR HAIR!

THESE HERE IS GOD'S GREATEST SCULPTURINGS.

THERE AIN'T NO LAWS FOR THE BRAVE ONES

AND THERE AIN'T NO ASYLUMS FOR THE CRAZY ONES

AND THERE AIN'T NO CHURCHES 'CEPT FOR THIS RIGHT HERE

AND THERE AIN'T NO PRIEST 'CEPTIN' THE BIRDS!

BY GOD, I ARE A MOUNTAIN MAN

AND I'LL LIVE TILL AN ARROW OR A BULLET FINDS ME

AND THEN I'LL LEAVE... [CONTINUES INDISTINCT]

♪ MM-MMM ♪

[GUNSHOT]

[WHINNIES]

[SNORTS]

[WHINNYING]

UHH! OHH...

[HORSE WHINNIES]

RIGHT HERE, MISTER.

[GUNSHOT]

WHERE'S THE CRAZY WOMAN?

SHE'S GONE.

WALK OVER THIS WAY.

GONE WHERE?

DEAD.

ON ONE OF THEM MOUNTAINS.

WHO ARE YOU?

THE NAME'S QUALEN.

I'M A SETTLER.

SETTLER?

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

[SCREE]

[SCREE SCREE]

I DO IT WHEN INDIANS ARE COMIN'.

YOU'RE HIM.

AIN'T YOU? HIM?

WHAT'S THIS?

IT'S FOR YOU...

IF YOU BE JOHNSON.

A MITE EARLY, YOU THINK?

IT AIN'T A GRAVE, LIKE THE OTHER.

MORE LIKE A STATUE, A...MONUMENT.

WE NEVER SEE 'EM.

WE NEVER EVEN HEAR 'EM.

WE JUST LOOK

AND THERE'S A NEW PIECE OF BONE OR HIDE

OR SOMETHING'S BEEN LEFT.

THEN WE KNOW THEY'VE BEEN HERE.

SOME SAY YOU'RE DEAD ON ACCOUNT OF THIS.

OTHERS SAY YOU NEVER WILL BE...

ON ACCOUNT OF THIS--

WON'T SAVE ANYTHING.

HUH?

SENDIN' THEM OUT TO HIDE IN A CORNCRIB.

WHAT'S ON THE SPIT?

GROWN PARTICULAR?

HA HA HA!

NOT ABOUT FEEDIN'.

JUST THE COMPANY I KEEP.

THANK YOU KINDLY.

YOU'VE COME FAR, PILGRIM.

FEELS LIKE FAR.

WERE IT WORTH THE TROUBLE?

HUH?

WHAT TROUBLE?

YOU COOK GOOD RABBIT, PILGRIM.

COLD UP HERE.

WHAT BRINGS YOU UP SO HIGH?

GRIZ.

AH, GRIZ.

AVALANCHE TOOK THE CABIN.

LOST MY MULE.

WE SWUM OUT OF IT.

BUT NO MATTER.

WEREN'T NO GRIZ LEFT ANYWAY.

WOULD YOU HAPPEN TO KNOW

WHAT MONTH OF THE YEAR IT IS?

NO, I--I TRULY WOULDN'T.

I'M SORRY, PILGRIM.

MARCH.

MAYBE...APRIL.

MARCH MAYBE. I DON'T BELIEVE APRIL.

WINTER'S A LONG TIME GOIN', HUH?

[CHUCKLES] YEAH.

STAY AS LONG AS I...

MARCH IS A GREEN AND MUDDY MONTH DOWN BELOW.

SOME FOLKS LIKE IT.

FARMERS, MOSTLY.

YOU HAVE DONE WELL TO KEEP SO MUCH HAIR

WHEN SO MANY'S AFTER IT.

I HOPE...YOU WILL FARE WELL.

♪ THE WAY THAT YOU WANDER ♪

♪ IS THE WAY THAT YOU CHOOSE ♪

♪ THE DAY THAT YOU TARRY ♪

♪ IS THE DAY THAT YOU LOSE ♪

♪ SUNSHINE OR THUNDER ♪

♪ A MAN WILL ALWAYS WONDER WHERE ♪

♪ A FAIR WIND BLOWS ♪

♪ WHERE ♪

♪ A FAIR WIND BLOWS ♪

♪ AND SOME FOLKS SAY ♪

♪ HE'S UP THERE STILL ♪

♪ JEREMIAH JOHNSON ♪

♪ MADE HIS WAY INTO THE MOUNTAINS ♪

♪ HE WAS BETTIN' ON FORGETTIN' ♪

♪ ALL THE TROUBLES THAT HE KNEW ♪