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Drop your rifle.

Get your hands up above your head.

Well, so you come to thank me stranger?

That's one way of putting it
but I'm a curious man mister.

Before I thank you I'd like
to know what you got against me.

Why nothing son, nothing at all.

Then why did you shooted
me instead of the Comanches?

I'd call that a mighty fair question.

You mind if I put my
arm down son? I got a bad shoulder.

Just don't go reaching for any iron, eh?

Well, you might put it onto the
head in the military strategy son.

You see Comanches
sometimes get queer notions.

They figure that land
back there is kind of sacred.

As long as you was
trespassing, you were safe.

I was just trying to coax
you back onto sacred territory.

So that's why they kept changing their minds.

I'm afraid I owe you my
sincere apology sir and my thanks.

Ah, were no real danger, there only ten
of them and I still got one good arm left.

- Mind if I've a look at this one?
- Yeah.

This is right friendly of you stranger.

Looks as though the Comanches
got to you before they got to me.

There was no Comanches.

Comanches is real friendly people,
if you don't rub them the wrong way.

Let's just say it's a snake bite.

Seems as though the snake
left a little bit of lead in there.

Only one kind of snake around these parts.

- I'll get it out as quick and easy as I can.
- There's no hurry son.

Only don't throw it away, I like to
save the lead folks take out of me...

Got me three pounds of it.

I reckon that there is supposed
to be one of them Bowie knives.

- That's exactly what it is.
- That is exactly what it ain't.

That's the poorest imitation of
the genuine article as ever I seen.

It is?

Yessiree, that one is the same as thousands
of others folks are selling back east.

A real Bowie knife,
that's something else again.

I'd ought to know, I gave Jim Bowie
the idea for that weapon myself.

- Is mighty interesting.
- Yessiree, it was back in Louisiana.

Me and Jim were sitting
on the front porch whipping.

Jim was a rich man in them days.

It was on account that I'd given him
the idea there's plenty of money in sugar.

No time at all, Jim had
cleaned up three million dollars.

Two million.

- You a friend of Jim Bowie's?
- Not particularly.

Well, anyways Jim I says, someday
I'm going to fashion me a hunting knife...

16 inches long and curved in
the end like a heathen...

- Scimitar.
- It's right, scimitar.

So as my hand won't slip I says,
aimed to put cross guard on the hilt...

and I'm going to put a
double edge on the last three inches.

Four inches.

Next thing I knowed, Jim Bowie beat
me to it and made the knife his self.

- I don't think I quite got your name son.
- James Bowie of Louisiana.

Oh, while you was talking I was
beginning to think, James Bowie?

Why, I'll be hog swallowed.

And whom do I have
the pleasure of digging into?

Dan'l Seeger, Dan'l Gideon Seeger,
ex-hunter, ex-Indian fighter, ex-congressman.

And as you have probably figured
out, the biggest hogtied, jug-headed...

- turnip sucking liar in the whole world.
- Steady now Dan'l.

I think I got it.

I find this mighty interesting Jim, them...

bucks out there come galloping by and see how
close they can come to us with their arrows

and they try again
10 paces further on and so on.

It's that so on that bothers me.

I wish you were still
a member of congress Dan'l.

This seems the most appropriate
time to register a complaint.

I call that mighty fair shooting.

You take Shoshones Jim,
they're a bit nearsighted for Injuns.

Now, if them were Shoshones instead of
Comanches I'd be getting a little nervous.

How many rounds do these games usually run?

Three is about average,
four rounds is extra good, if...

it should happen to run up to five, well...

them bucks would be talking
about nothing else for weeks to come.

Nice to know.

Well, in case they're
only playing a three rounder...

was mighty nice
meeting up with you Jim Bowie.

Excuse the left hand Dan'l.

It's been a nice friendship, if a short one.

Yeah, me unconscious most of the time.

Look yonder Jim.

It's Quisima, the number one chief.
I'd seen him once in Washington.

He's the one I came out here to see.

- Does he understand English?
- I don't know.

So this is the mighty Quisima, who sat in
the Council of the White Man in Washington.

This is Quisima, who gave one
hand in friendship to his white brothers...

while the other hand held a knife.

This is Quisima whose
word is shifting as the wind...

whose tongue twists like
a river of many branches.

This is Quisima, breaker of treaties.

Today, the Comanche
is held in honor and respect...

like the mountain that never yield...

or the sun that never changes.

Tomorrow you will be driven off like a dog...

that wanders close to a campfire
to take his place among men.

White men broke treaty,
went where forbidden to go.

He's a stranger in these parts.

Your men should've come to him
friendly like and told him he was...

trespassing on sacred ground...

instead of swooping down on him
like chicken hawks trying to kill him.

I come from the Land of
the Naches, in the Muscogeean...

to sit in council with the mighty Quisima.

If I did not come in friendship
your three braves would now lie dead.

Comanche honors his treaties.

Hope my white brothers
do same when time comes.

One white brother hurt.

Comanche medicine man make him well again.

Meantime, white man whose tongue...

is as sharp as his
blade, will teach Quisima...

more about this knife.

James Bowie, I had your gift of
speeching I'd still be in congress.

All right Jim, my arm being as good
as new, we are pulling out tomorrow.

Well Quisima, I've
kept my part of the bargain.

In the two weeks we've been here,
I've taught your men how to make and fight...

with my kind of knife.

Blade that cuts two ways has kept his word.

Quisima will keep his when
treaty with white man is renew...

Bowie, brother of Quisima, may dig silver
ore that lies beneath land of Comanches.

And the Comanches
will get a good price for it.

As long as campfires burn
before the tents of Comanches...

the blade that cuts two ways
and his friends will be welcome.

I ain't aiming to pry
into your private affairs Jim but...

that silver deal you made with Quisima...

You're not prying Dan'l.

Since the war of 1812, the country is
been trying to get back on its feet.

We need that silver to help
us do it, that's why I came out here.

I hate to disappoint you Jim but that
treaty ain't being renewed next week.

You're mistaken.

The renewal was
drawn up when I left the east.

Oh, was drawn up all right, but Andy Jackson
gave it to a dimwit named Dan'l Seeger...

- to give to the Comanches for ratification.
- Well then, what's wrong?

Remember that bullet
you took out of me shoulder?

Well, a short while before I run into you,
I was dragged, dossed and thieved.

The ornery skunks took the treaty renewal.

But the president can always
send the Comanches another copy.

Yeah, it'll be weeks before they get here.

Meanwhile, folks are pouring
into the territory by the dozens.

Just waiting for the treaty to expire, comes
the deadline, they all will be staking claim.

And once they get in here, it ain't
going to be as easy to get out of here.

Any idea who might've done it?

No, but I'm hoping I might find out
something when we get to Crooked Tongue.

Don't you remember anything?

As a matter of fact, there was something Jim.

Just before I passed out,
I got a whiff of fancy perfume.

- Perfume?
- Perfume.

Smelled real good too.

For a minute, I thought I was getting
mighty too close to the Pearly Gates.

You know what kind it was?

No, but I'd recollect
it if I ever ran cross it again.

I may not have good brains
but I sure got a good smeller.

Dan'l and I've been doing
some tall thinking along the way.

Whoever took that treaty knows for
certain there'll be no renewal next week.

That follows.

So naturally, you'll expect to have a
lot of silver to sell in the near future.

Well, seems logical.

Well, I'm going to spread it around
town I came out here to buy silver.

- All I can lay my hands on.
- Now, why couldn't I've thunk of that?

The best way to get
polecats is to smoke them out.

Anybody who's ready to make a deal
with you knows more than he had ought to.

Precisely.

And since you're evidently known by
sight I suggest we ride into town alone.

As we used to say in congress,

the motion is seconded and
passed and the meeting is adjourned.

Come on, you cow-heels.
Now, put your money down.

Boozer here will take all bets.
Your money or your livestock.

But just see that you make it big.

With our luck I'm not going to make this ride
unless you fellas make it worth my while.

Now let me get this straight Katie.

You're betting you can
take that tray in one hand...

- and ride full gallop to the end of town...
- Stop dead, ride back at full speed...

return the tray and if one of the
glasses is spilled, I lost my bet.

Katie, you've just made yourself a wager.

Do you call that a wager? Take that trash out
of my sight, I don't aim to be insulted...

by small bets like that.

Well, come on some man-sized bets
or I'm not going to trouble myself.

- All right, there you are.
- That's more I like it.

- Come on now, come on.
- $14, keep going.

Come on now, come on.

All right.

- Come on now, let him do it.
- Come on, come on, put your hands over here.

- Get away folks.
- Go on, hanging right on to it, right?

- There, you all set Katie?
- All set.

Now easy, easy does it.

Don't spill it, I got my money on it.

- You clumsy ox.
- I'm terribly sorry.

- Blundering fool.
- Now, now miss, I said I was sorry.

It's not nice for a lady not to be a lady.

Sorry? He said he's sorry.

You blundering tin-horn, you made
me lose all my bets.

Bets? I didn't know ladies made bets.

You call me a lady once
more and I'll fill you full of lead.

Easy now miss, the mood you're in
you're liable to pull that trigger...

thereby causing a most
embarrassing situation for both of us.

You did that on purpose.

Look mister. If the lady wants to pull
a gun on me, that's quite all right.

Where I come from we usually
let the ladies have their way.

But I don't like a man doing it.

- No you don't and I'm going to shoot...
- You get out of this.

But Miss Katie, I bet
my whole bankroll on you.

I can take care of this,
this tin-horn without your help.

I've got an idea.

Why don't you two toss a
coin to see who shoots me, eh?

You talk too much.

All right mister, draw.

I said draw.

Sorry ma'am...

Back in Louisiana when we meet
any pretty ladies, we make love to them...

we kiss them...

spank them on occasion, but we
never go around shooting them.

Are you going to draw or aren't you?

Of all the yellow, spineless,
cowardly coyotes I...

Pay off all bets.

Another thing I forgot to mention...

I dislike the sound of someone
cocking a pistol behind my back.

- Hello.
- Howdy?

I'd like to deposit this bank draft
and draw some cash against it.

Oh, sure, sure.

5,000 dollars? You have to take
this up with the boss, in there.

It's all right, go right in.

Well?

Look miss, I'm liable
to run out of apologies...

if you're following me
around to start trouble again.

What you want to see me about?

Can assure you miss, seeing
you was the least of my intentions.

I'm waiting to see the president of the bank.

All right, start talking.

You're not the bank president?

Mister, I am the bank and I'm busy.
Now, what do you want?

I'd like to deposit this draft
and draw some cash against it.

James Bowie, Louisiana.

And now you got the better of me...

I usually like to know the
names of people I do business with.

The name is Kathryn Howard and
we're not doing any business.

You mean you're, you're
not going to honor this draft?

That's exactly what I do
mean, I don't like the look of it.

- Meaning, you don't like me?
- Suit yourself.

I don't like you mister or your bank draft.

But there isn't
another bank within 200 miles.

I'm considered a fairly
wealthy man back east but if...

you refuse to cash this draft
I might as well be broke.

Now, it does seem to
work out that way, doesn't it?

Thanks for dropping in Mr. Bowie.

But this is ridiculous, this
is a perfectly legal bank draft.

You can't refuse to
recognize the Bank of Louisiana.

I refuse to recognize
the whole State of Louisiana.

Miss Howard...

I've done a lot of things in my life but I've
never had a bank president across my knee

for a good spanking, that's a
pleasure I shall look forward to.

If you refuse to accept this draft...

I'm sure the gambling casino
next door will be very glad to.

Mr. Bowie...

Let me give you some friendly advice.

Get out of town, you've
already been here too long.

Very kind of you to
want to be my friend, thanks.

We must've dinner together sometime.

- Jack.

- Eight.
- Seven.

- Four.
- Who's in charge around here?

Stacey.

That's him at the end of the bar.

Excuse me, they tell me
you're in charge around here.

That's right.

I'd like to cash a draft
drawn on the Bank of Louisiana.

- Certainly, how large?
- 5,000.

You know, that size you have
to take it up with the big boss.

- And where do I find the big boss?
- In the office.

Oh, no.

It's you again.

Get to the point Mister, this
happens to be one of my busy days.

- Now, what can I do for you?
- Oh, I've seen everything.

I've no time for small talk Mr. Bowie.

But if this is a social call, I...

No, not at all Miss Howard, I have in my
possession a draft, drawn on the bank...

Oh what's the use? Look, I need cash.

I'll make you a sporting proposition.
I'm not a gambler but evidently you are.

One cut of the cards for five thousand.

You've made yourself
a bet Mr. Bowie, come on.

We're breaking in for
one hand of high card Slim.

That's all boys, pick up your chips.

- Give me 5,000.
- Five thousand one hand?

- You ask too many questions.
- Cash, if you don't mind.

Mind if I've a look at those cards?

- Why you little...
- That's all right Slim.

Mr. Bowie has a peculiar sense of humor.

- Why don't you shuffle them too?
- No, it's not necessary.

After all we do trust each other, don't we?

Ladies first.

Oh, I forgot, you don't like to be
call a lady or dress like one either.

An eight.

Four.

Your money Mr. Bowie.

I believe I mentioned before,
I don't gamble Miss Howard.

You can have the draft,
that'll keep it from being gambling.

Now look Mr. Bowie, if that's a bet...

I don't think you meant that
to be an insult or did you?

I never insult anyone with
5,000 dollars, especially a lady.

- What will it be?
- That'll be all right.

Any kind that will do.

Jim, I've smelled half the people in
town and believe me there are no lilies.

I've smelled polecat and sheepherder
and about a dozen assorted smells...

- I haven't classified as yet.
- Any trace of that perfume?

Not a whiff but I'll keep on
smelling until my smeller gives up.

I'm sorry you had trouble with the boss.

If she'd known who Jim Bowie was I'm
sure she would've been more courteous.

I can't imagine that
female tiger, if she is a female...

being courteous under any circumstances.

Oh, Katie is really a nice person
Mr. Bowie, when you get to know her better.

Getting to know her better is one
ordeal I'm hoping to spare myself.

- Can I buy you a drink?
- Thanks.

Boozer.

So far, all the friends I've
made in this town add up to zero.

Well, your entrance into town wasn't
exactly conducive to making friends.

You know, I spent most
of my life in the east.

That's where I first heard
of Jim Bowie and his fabulous knife.

I hear tell he's a deadly man killer.

- It's a hunting knife.
- Sorry.

- You're in sugar, aren't you?
- Used to be.

We don't grow much sugar in these parts.

No, but I understand you're
expecting a fine crop of silver very soon.

Thinking of staking your
claim in Comanche Territory?

I'm leaving the claim taking to others.
I'm buying silver, all I can get.

It's very interesting Mr. Bowie.

If I hear of anyone with silver
to sell, I'll pass the word along.

Well, if it ain't Miss Katie Howard.

Lucky for you Lem, I can't
tote any guns in this outfit.

What are you rigged up
for Katie? A wedding or a funeral?

Wait until you see the dress
I wear the day we bury you.

All right boys.

When Katie goes feminine,
somebody better watch out.

- Still wondering if the tiger is female?
- Not anymore.

- I'm raising 10 more.
- No bet.

What's the idea?

I thought I told you card sharks
to keep out of my place, now get.

- But I...
- Go on.

- You mighty affectionate for a man your age.
- It ain't affection it's, it's that perfume.

If going to affect people like
that I'd better not use it anymore.

Alright miss, where is the treaty?

- Treaty?

The treaty with the Comanches, the one
you took from me, what you've done with it?

I don't know what you talking about.

That treaty was a property of the
Federal government and I aim to get it back.

- I'm sorry Miss Katie.
- Why you clumsy mutt.

Hey, someone get me out of
here, someone get me out of here.

I promised myself this
pleasure miss bank president.

That's for not cashing my draft.

I'll kill you when I get out of here.

That's for giving me so much trouble.

Throw these two gentlemen out of here.

- Well, I hope you know what you're doing.
- You bet I do.

You know, people don't toss Jim Bowie
around like that and get away with it.

I'll take my chances whoever he is.

For your information,
he's a very wealthy man.

- He's in town to buy silver.
- So what?

A Comanche silver is no good to us if we
don't get someone to take it off our hands.

There'll be other buyers.

- Sure, maybe in a few months
but we can use Jim Bowie now.

If you don't want all our plans to fall
through, you'd better go after him.

See if you can repair the damage you've done.

Me go crawling to him? I'd rather die first.

I'm not asking you Katie, I'm telling you.

It's no use Jim, I'll never
learn to keep my mouth shut.

I had, I'd still be in Congress.

You never struck me as the
kind of man that goes around...

kissing strange girls in the shoulder.

- And in one drink too.
- I wasn't kissing, I was whiffing.

Instead of saying nothing, playing possum,
I had to raise a fuss and get us thrown out.

Now, we can't get back in there snoop around.

I'm not so sure of that Dan'l.

I came out to tell you that
I was sorry, I want to apologize.

- Well, this is a surprise.
- It is to me too, I...

I mean, we try to
run a respectable place and...

if your friend here
hadn't started all the trouble...

He's no friend of mine,
I never saw him before.

Well, you were trying to help him.

Just a case of helping the
underdog too many against one.

I reckon I could take the
blame for that little fracas miss.

You see, I met up with
an accident awhile back and I...

I've been kind of getting
funny spells ever since, you know...

imagining all sorts of funny things.

I, I'm sorry if I
caused you any trouble stranger.

I hope we can consider all this
a misunderstanding Mr. Bowie.

- I'm sure that's all it was Miss Howard.
- Oh, that's very kind of you say so.

If you're not holding any
grudges, I, I'd like to offer you a drink.

Well, the offer is gratefully accepted,
providing of course I'm still welcome inside.

Oh, of course Mr.Bowie.

And again, my deepest apologies.

Not at all Miss Howard, my apologies to you.

Well, I'll be hogs-walled.

- How about this table Mr. Bowie?
- Splendid.

- You can see everything from here.
- And nobody can get behind me.

Oh, now Mr. Bowie, Boozer...

- see that Mr. Bowie has anything he wants.

- But Miss Katie, I think he's just a...
- You're not paid to think.

Mr. Bowie is a guest of mine.
Give him the best in the house.

Oh, by the way, have you made
any arrangements for your lodgings?

No, not yet.

Well, then it's all
settled, you'll stay at my ranch.

That's very gracious of you Miss Howard.

No, not at all Mr. Bowie.

You know, I had no idea
Stacey was your brother.

You didn't?

He told me when I got to know you better I'd
get to like you and I believe he was right.

So in two days you think
you're beginning to know me?

At least I'm beginning to like you.

Come.

I thought the Comanche had a
peace treaty with his white brothers.

Come.

Seems that's his entire vocabulary,
I think we'd better go with him.

Why are we brought here like this?

Quisima breaks his word to
keep the peace with the white man.

Quisima keeps his word.

Want to know if white men will keep theirs.

A blade that cuts two
ways will sit in council of Comanches.

Pakanah...

This Pakanah, my
son, he lived with white man.

He tell you when your
tongue message is given to us.

White man like bird that makes
sweet music but rob nest of others.

He promised Comanche peace...

while hand reaches for a gun to slay him.

Every day, we see white man...

come across plain
from direction of morning sun.

He bring tools with him,

not for planting of
corn but for digging of silver.

White man plan to betray Comanche.

He will take this land.
There will be no new treaty.

Each day Comanche wait
white man becomes stronger.

Comanche must strike, at once Tonight.

Council agrees with Pakanah.

But I told them...

My brother Bowie, man of honor. He not lie.

If he tell me white man renew treaty...

Quisima believe him.

- What do you think Miss Howard?
- I, I don't know.

I pledge my word of honor Quisima...

that the treaty is already been renewed and
is been sent on its way here from Washington.

White man has false tongue.

I don't blame you for being angry
Pakanah but I don't like to be called a liar.

White man lie, I make him admit.

If that's the way you want it.

Not with your weapons, with ours.

Each to his own.

Please don't, you won't stand a chance.

Then why don't you stop it?

You know there's a new treaty
and you know who took it.

I can't.

Then I've got to fight him.

Or every Comanche in the territory
will be on the warpath before morning.

Wish you'd change your mind Pakanah.

- I don't want to kill you.
- I want kill you.

I told the truth, I told the truth.

White man tell truth.

You think I want that
silver for myself, don't you?

Well, you're wrong.

I have my reasons, good reasons, but
they wouldn't mean anything to you.

- Maybe they would.
- Not to an Easterner.

You would've to be a
part of that to understand...

and that would've to be a part of you.

My father and grandfather came out here to...

tray and make something out of
that wilderness and they died trying.

They brought all their friends
with them and everyone who listen.

Go on.

But things didn't work out
the way they expected them.

They raised cattle...

but there was no way to get
them to the eastern markets.

People began to get discouraged.
Lately things have been getting worse.

A lot of families have left
the territory and gone back.

And you think that Comanche silver
will keep them from leaving, is that it?

Yes, that's it. Once they stake
claims, they have to stay here.

And no one, the Indians and the federal
government included, is going to stop us.

That's mighty big talk Miss Howard.

Well, that's the way we feel about,
all of us, even my brother Stacey.

Of all the upside down,
back into, mule-headed...

illogical, irrational feminine reasoning.

You saw the mood those Comanches are in.

Do you think for one
moment the shooting stop...

with that one rifle ball I took
out of Dan'l Seeger's shoulder?

I'm sorry about that.

There wasn't supposed to be a shooting,
the men with me were pretty desperate.

Somebody slipped up.

And they'll slip up again
if they try to jump Indian land.

Quisima is already given the government
permission to dig for their silver.

That's mighty fine for the government
but it doesn't do us any good.

Listen Miss Howard, your desire to improve
this territory is most commendable...

but you going about it in the wrong way.

Don't you understand?
The country needs this silver.

They'll make a road out here.

Wagon trains will
be rolling in and out of here.

People who left will be
coming back and hundreds more.

Besides, this territory will
be bigger than anything your...

father or grandfather ever dreamed of.

- You really believe that?
- Believe that? I know it.

So you're calling off the deal Katie?

- All our plans, everything we've worked for?
- Not until you agree Stacey,

After all, that's
your problem as much as mine.

Oh, anything you say is
all right with me, you know that.

Since we only have
three days left, I suggest we get...

the treaty to Quisima as quickly as possible.

I didn't know there be a change
in plans. I destroyed it, I'm sorry.

No, no harm done, you two confess the
word out that there is a new treaty...

and nobody is to try
moving in on the Comanches.

That will protect us till Andrew
Jackson can send along a new copy.

I'm afraid that won't work Jim.

Lot of newcomers pulled up stakes and came
out here just to get in on the silver rush.

They're not going to be in a listening mood.

I found out when I was in business
back East that usually the best...

way to handle a stubborn customer
was to get a couple of drinks...

and a good meal under his belt,
then he'd usually listen to reason.

We're going to throw the biggest shindig
this territory is ever known.

We throw the cafe wide open and wine them
and dine them until they're ready to listen.

And just in case a few
of them don't see the light...

I suggest we take their
guns away before they come in.

What's the matter Tom?
Comanches making trouble?

Heck no, get down to Crooked Tongue
today, free fills and plenty of liquor.

Katie Howard is throwing
a shindig, you better hurry.

Yeah? I guess I better get
home and change my duds.

Come on.

Hey, stop everything.
Katie Howard is throwing a party.

Free fills and liquor for everybody.

- You sure there ain't no charge for this?
- Everything is free.

Well, in that case, thanks.

Here now, we don't have none of that.

I like your neighbors Katie,
they're nice friendly people.

I sure hope they stay that way
after we bust the news to them.

Well, I don't expect any
trouble with the old timers...

but there's a lot of newcomers around
here that I've never seen before.

- Hello Jed.
- Oh, excuse me.

- Hello Sue, hello Jed.
- Hello.

- I'm sure glad you could've make it.
- I wouldn't miss this on a bet Katie.

What's all this all here?

Oh sorry Jed,
everyone is checking their guns.

Fair enough.

- Sure is a pretty girl.
- Sure is.

Too bad she's always wearing
buckskin keeping her figure cover.

At your age Dan'l, you shouldn't be looking.

I ain't seen much else to do.

We just talking about you Miss Katie.

Jim here was saying if I'd help...

keep an eye on the weapons, he'd
sure like to ask you for a dance.

- And what did you say Mr. Seeger?
- I said I'd be delighted.

On the contrary Mr. Seeger, I'd be delighted.

♪ Follow me, my bonny lad,
for I'll not follow you ♪

Come on Katie, don't be bashful.
Sing it out loud for all of us.

♪ My father bought at great expense,
a grand high stepping Grey ♪

♪ But when he puts her out a
fence, she backs and backs away ♪

♪ Hey ho, the morning dew,
hey ho, the rose and rue ♪

♪ Follow me, my bonny lad,
for I'll not follow you ♪

♪ My mother bought a
likely hen on last St. Martin's day ♪

♪ She clucks and clucks and
clucks again but never yet will lay ♪

♪ Hey ho, the morning dew,
hey ho the rose and rue ♪

♪ Follow me, my bonny lad ♪

♪ For I'll not follow you ♪

♪ Now, Mustard is my brother's dog
who whines and barks all day ♪

♪ But take him with you all
to hunt and he'll get in the way ♪

♪ Hey ho, the morning dew,
hey ho, the rose and rue ♪

♪ Follow me, my bonny lad ♪

♪ For I'll not follow you ♪

♪ When walls lie down for steeds to step ♪

♪ When eggs themselves go lay
and the ducks jump into Mustard's jaw ♪

♪ To you my court I'll pay ♪

♪ Hey ho, the morning dew
hey ho, the rose and rue ♪

♪ Follow me my bonny lad ♪

♪ For I'll not follow you ♪

I'm sorry boys, but you have to
leave your shooting arms here.

- Who said so?
- Miss Howard.

- Yeah? Well, nobody is taking my gun.
- Well then, you can't go in.

- Why don't you try to stop us?
- I got that one from the Iroquois.

The Iroquois taught me that one.

I better tell them now,
I'll take a couple of these.

This is as good a time as any
to make a little announcement.

There's a new treaty with the Comanches and
it'll be here from Washington in a few days.

That means that you can all forget
that midnight deadline tomorrow.

Nobody is moving in
on Comanche territory, nobody.

You can do whatever
you like lady, I'm moving in.

If any of you newcomers feel like arguing,
I got a couple of good arguments right here.

You old timers know how
my folks felt about this territory...

and how I feel about it and
I'm not going to let it break up.

That silver is going to
be mine but it'll be done legally.

And there'll be plenty of work for
everybody and a chance to live right...

and bring your kids up in the same way.

This territory is going to grow faster
and bigger than we ever dreamed.

Those that feel like I do
will do well to stay.

And as for the others, well...

we'll stake them to the
expenses of their trip back home.

- I'm staying Katie.
- You count on me too.

What about the rest of you?

Katie, I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

I was up on the north
range checking the cattle and...

I found a couple of fresh
carcasses and some wolf tracks.

Wolves?

Yeah, traveling in a pack, about a
dozen of them as near as I can make out.

I've never heard of wolves
traveling in packs this far South.

- They're heading towards Timberline.
- Oh, I got my stock grazing up there.

I better get my rifle and get going.

- I'll go with you.
- Just a minute boys, you need help.

Folks, as part of these festivities,
I'm organizing a wolf hunt.

I'll pay $20 in gold
for every pelt you bring back.

Well Jim, you sure you won't
change your mind and come with us?

No, I better stay
and keep an eye on the party.

Might pretty party to keep an eye on.

What about you Stacey?

Oh, I'd have trouble getting
on a horse, let alone, riding one.

Well, I'm thinking on
four pelts, one for each of us.

Let's go.

Well, I guess everybody
is here except the boss.

It's only a wild turkey.

We got a long day ahead of us,
they make mighty good eating.

Here he comes.

You all know what we're here for.

I had you men picked because
I think you all feel the way I do.

We didn't come out here for the good of
the glorious West, but for our own good.

That being so, we are moving
in on Comanche territory tonight.

- Are there any questions?
- Yeah.

Suppose the federal government
brings troops in here to throw us out.

Won't be any law
in this territory for 25 years.

By that time, we'll all be rich
enough not to have to worry.

You've been talking mighty big
about how we're all going to get rich...

but you ain't never mentioned
how we're going to split up the silver.

I'll let you know that after
we take over and start digging it.

I'd like to know right now.

Are there any other troublemakers
hankering to know how we split up?

This ain't no argument Stacey,

What are the Comanches going to
be doing while we're digging the silver?

That's all taken care off.

Comanches without rifles
shouldn't present much of a problem.

I've got the original treaty right here...

with, shall we say a little added clause.

Clause 10...

this treaty of peace to take effect only on
the condition that said Comanche Indians...

shall immediately as a token of
their intention of keeping said peace...

surrender all guns, rifles
and powder in their possessions.

Well, there it is Quisima,
all signed and sealed.

This trick of white man,
Comanche must not give up gun.

Long before white man came...

Comanche hunted with bow and knife was happy.

White man's gun has brought
them only sorrow, bloodshed.

Since we will now live
in peace with white brothers...

we not need these guns.

It shall be as white brother's wish.

Sorry you had to leave so soon.

Got to get the youngsters home and
straightened out, they act too much.

Sure was a swell shindig Miss Howard.
That cake was every bit as good as mom's.

Almost.

- Bye, bye.
- Bye, bye.

Well, it looks like your party
is a success in more ways than one.

Thanks to you, it was really your idea.

Folks took the change in plans very nicely.

I'm sure you won't have any trouble.

And someday soon, I'll be
coming through this way again.

And this territory will be booming.

- You're not leaving.
- In a couple of days.

I want to get down there
and find out what it's all about.

When you expect to get back?

I'd be more up to hurry
if I knew I was being missed.

In that case Jim Bowie, you'd better hurry.

I'm going to miss you too.

Oh, what's the matter Dan'l?
Didn't you get any wolves?

I found plenty of wolves, two legged wolves.

Jim Bowie, you and me have been took
in like a couple of first class greenhorns.

Meaning what?

Meaning if there's a wolf pack
in them hills, I'll eat my saddle.

Looks like Miss Howard and her brother dealt
it to us right off the bottom of the deck.

I hope you know what you're talking
about Mr. Seeger because I don't.

No, I suppose you don't know where
your brother is or what he is up to.

Of course I do, he took the
buckboard back to the ranch.

Now you can just stop
your playacting young woman.

Stacey and most of those men are up in
the hills in that supposed to be wolf hunt.

And they are aiming to
move in on the Comanches.

Well, that's not true.

Naturally, she don't know nothing about it.

Just like she don't know
her brother rides like a range hand...

and he's mighty handy in a lot of other ways.

Jim, I don't know
anything about this, I swear it.

I got to hand it to you Miss Howard,
that wolf hunt was a stroke of genius.

You've got to believe me, Jim.

You picked a clever way of getting the
guns back to the men and sneaking them out...

- without arousing suspicion.
- Jim, you've got to listen to me.

I've listened enough. Let's go.

Boozer, I want to see you in the office.

- I'm kind of busy out there Miss Katie.
- Get over there.

- Where's Stacey?
- I don't know.

I guess he went home.

- You know where he is and what he's up to.
- No ma'am.

I don't know nothing.

Then, you better start guessing.
Stay right where you are and don't move.

What is this, a joke?

Listen, Boozer...

I've talked big and tough all of
my life but I've never shot anyone.

You'd better start talk.

But if I talk, Stacey will kill me.

You can worry about
that later, if you don't talk,

I'll kill you.

We got here as fast as we could.

We do not want
Quisima to think it is the white...

man's government that betrays the Comanche.

Our brother Bowie spoken well,
Quisima understand is great problem.

The boys still got a few hours before
sundown, plenty of time to get ready...

for that pack of human hyenas.

Comanches have given up their guns, they've
only arrows and lances and few knives.

My brother Bowie made for them.

They'll never let you get
close enough to use them.

Well, they pick you off
like a herd of buffalo.

If Comanches must die...

they will die like men, but never gave up...

sacred soil of their fathers.

Listen Quisima, dying
may be all right for your men...

but you got to get your
women and children out of here.

Let them take what they can
carry and hide out in the hills...

then spread your men out., let them
fight from behind rocks and trees.

Caution your braves again.

We'll wait beyond the village until
Stacey's men come close on this mountain.

Then we'll attack.

Well Stacey, the men are
rested and fed and raring to go.

Well, you can pass out some whiskey,
no more than two drinks per man.

You're quite a ways
from home, aren't you sis?

- I had to see for myself.
- Well, now you know.

You're not thinking of
whipping your naughty brother.

Quite an arsenal you've got over there.

- You're not taking any chances.
- Can't afford to.

Comanches are most cooperative.

They gave up their guns without a struggle.

You've been planning this for a long time.

Even before I come out here.

I suppose I'd be wasting my
breath if I tried to talk you out of it.

Just as much as if I tried
to talk you into coming in...

with me and giving up that
nonsense about building up the West.

Very well Stacey, now we know where we stand.

From now on, I'm on
the other side of the fence.

Fortunes of war Katie.

Where you going?

Out of here, if I don't
get a bullet in my back.

Take some men and go after her.

We're not waiting any longer, we're
moving in on the Comanches right now.

I don't know how I'm going to
make out with your kind of knife Jim.

I was practically weaned
on this Arkansas toothpick.

Remember, it cuts up as well as down.

This not white man's fight, you go.

We like it here Pakanah.

Besides, we've got to make things
right on account of what Stacey is doing.

It's fellas like him that
gives a white man a bad name.

Once in anger, I want kill my brother Bowie.

Now, if you let me...

I want fight beside him.

Glad to have you.

Well, won't have to wait long
to get his wish, here they come.

- They won't get their guns back.

Tell them to save their arrows.

You know what feels to
be a turkey in a turkey shoot.

Well, they can't hold much longer.

Maybe if I try to ration them.

You think so, eh?

Look.

They won't get their guns back, eh?

Quick, rifles.

Don't get them untied along, let's go.

I ought to turn you over to The Comanches...

but you'll be a lot safer
with the Federal government.

As soon as I finish my
business with Mr. Houston, I'll be back.

Hurry Jim...

- I'll need a lot more help now.
- Looking like that, you do all right.

- Well, goodbye Kate.
- Bye Jim, good luck..

That ain't no way to say
goodbye to a gal, you big galoot.

Go ahead and kiss her.

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