Original subtitles

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry, the true stories of Colonel

Reynold McKenzie and the cavalrymen he

led. McKenzie's raiders. His secret

orders from the president of the United

States. Clean up the Southwest. Make it

a fit place for Americans to live. Wipe

out the renegades, outlaws, and

murderers. If necessary, cross the Rio

Grand knowing capture means hanging by

the enemy. Discovery court marshal by

the United States Army.

The time 1873.

The place 15,000 square miles of

treacherous Texas borderland. The

problem open the territory for peaceful

settlement. This was the task assigned

to Colonel Rand McKenzie and his

troopers at Fort Clark. Against them,

the murderous renegades who fought

amongst themselves for the spoils of the

area. One of these fights for power led

to a split between Red Buckman, the

leader of a notoriously vicious gang,

and his lieutenant Andy Wheeler. As with

the others, Wheeler began to scavenge

for himself.

Handicapped not only by shortages, but

by the vast distances between his

command post and the far-flung

settller's cabins, necessity demanded

that McKenzie spend long hours in the

field searching for the renegade

raiders.

>> Firing down by the Jeffers farm, sir.

Could be Bugman's men.

>> What do you want to fight me for? For

this

dirt grubbing farmers work themselves

like horses. And for what? $10, if that.

What do you expect to find here? Carla's

crown.

>> No, but enough to get the wrinkles out

of my belly.

>> We should have stayed with Buckman.

>> Well, you can go back anytime you have a

mind to.

>> Get my ears cut off.

>> No, Porter. We've raided our last farm

till I get Buckman.

>> Andy, you thinking about that again?

>> I never stopped thinking about it. With

Buckman out of the way, his men had

follow me anywhere.

>> That's right enough.

>> And that's our next move against

Buckman.

Take the horses out of the corral.

Right.

>> Let's get some fresh horses from the

corral.

>> I never could understand your kind.

Leave a good home. Take up to some no

count man. Then fight for it your whole

life for what?

Three of them.

Get out of here.

Heat. HEAT.

HEAT. HEAT.

HEAT. HEAT.

A woman over there on the couch. Have a

look.

>> Who are you, sir?

>> Wheeler. Wheeler. Andrew Wheeler.

Formerly Lieutenant Fifth Georgia

Reserves. What are you doing here?

>> I was just passing through. These folks

are kind enough to ask me to share their

meal.

>> Colonel.

Pistol whips.

Renegades. Yes, sir. They slugged me.

Didn't any of us have a chance? How

many? I want to say about eight or nine.

Two that stayed outside when the other

others rode off. They're the ones that

did that.

>> Recognize any of them?

It's hardly likely, sir, since I'm a

stranger in these parts.

>> But I I did see the leader before.

>> Where?

The other side of the border. A couple

of nights ago, I was riding up from Ria

Rivas. Stumbled across this little

canyon and same man was there camp with

some others.

I was going to stop. Glad I didn't. Now,

>> can you describe him?

Well, he was a big man riding a white

stallion, wore a beard kind of reddish

brown.

>> Sir, that description fits Red Buckman.

>> Yes, I'm aware of that.

>> Mr. Wheeler,

I wonder if you'd mind accompanying us

back to Fort Clark. I may need some more

information. It'll also give you a

chance to rest up and have that head

wound tended to.

>> Well, Colonel, I don't think

>> it'll only be for a couple of days. I'd

like you to be my personal guest.

>> Oh, thank you, sir. I appreciate your

hospitality.

>> Thank you, Mr. Wheeler.

Lieutenant.

Eager to avoid suspicion, yet certain

that McKenzie had believed his story,

Wheeler agreed to stay at Fort Clark for

a few days of rest and medical

attention.

What are you looking Of course, sir.

>> In a minute.

>> Look here. See anything?

>> Only little mark in the metal facing.

>> Yeah, that mark is the blacksmith's

signature. Appears to me that Mr.

Wheeler's horse and that renegade animal

were shot by the same man.

>> Colonel, if that's so,

>> I think I'll ask Mr. Wheeler for a

little more information.

It's me, GREER. TELL BUCKMAN IF HE WANTS

TO KEEP LIVING, he better see me fast.

>> Been admiring that suit, Mr. Wheeler.

Surely that isn't Bracketville

tailoring.

>> Well, thank you, sir. No, I uh I believe

in the old saying, clothes make the man.

>> I rather agree with you. Uh you tell me

though, you've been on the trail for a

long time. Aren't those pretty fancy

clothes?

>> Well, as you know, sir, I haven't had a

chance to shave yet today, but I've

always prided myself in being a cut

above the average saddle

>> No insinuation to the contrary.

>> Tell me, Mr. Wheeler, what kind of a

horse were you riding?

>> Well, Colonel Mackenzie, I think you'd

be able to tell just by looking at me. I

wouldn't ride anything except a blooded

animal.

What became of this blooded animal?

>> I told you, sir.

>> Well, tell me again.

>> Those renegades stole him. The man you

called Buckman. He drove him off when

they left the farmhouse.

Where'd you have this animal shot?

Well, um, he was already shot when I

bought him.

>> Where'd you buy him?

>> In Mexico. I wonder if I could trouble

you for a light.

>> Oh, surely.

>> Thank you.

>> Surely, Mr. Will. Would

you mind if I asked you uh what you were

doing in Mexico, Mr. Wheeler?

>> Not at all, sir. We were looking at some

silver mining property.

>> Oh, any luck?

>> Not much.

>> No, it's pretty much of a gamble.

>> Too much of a gamble for me? Two or

three years time? Maybe a man's whole

poke? Not to me. I'm sorry.

>> Now, this canyon where you stumbled on

the outlaw, this Buckman fellow. Uh,

what was the place you were riding

toward?

>> Rios.

Oh, yes. I hear that's that's very good

or country.

>> Well, we weren't looking for silver in

Rio Reas.

>> We Who was with you?

>> A friend of mine name of uh of Johnson.

What happened to Mr. Johnson?

>> He stayed down there. Oh, he was more of

an optimist.

>> Well, let's put it this way. He's a

little longer than I am on capital and

on patience.

>> Mhm. Now, you say when you ran onto

them, you were headed toward real risk.

>> That's right,

Colonel. I've answered all your

questions and I've certainly told you

everything I can think of.

>> I know you have, but uh maybe I can

think of something more. Until I do, I'd

appreciate it if you'd stay here on the

post as my guest, of course.

>> Oh, well uh with pleasure, sir.

>> Thank you very much, Mr. Willard.

>> Thank you, sir, for your courtesy.

Do

>> your story sound straight enough?

>> Maybe.

Maybe.

Lieutenant,

you've been on this post long enough to

know that this is pretty rowdy

territory. Violence is sort of common

place.

>> Yes, sir.

>> But pistol whipping a woman is not

common place. Even out here.

>> I wouldn't say so, sir.

>> There was another woman pistol whipped

in this territory about a year ago. Only

she didn't die.

>> That was just before I was assigned to

the post, sir.

>> Uh-huh.

Her name was Mrs. Lane. She lives with

her brother about a mile, a mile mile

and a half beyond Bracketville.

>> Oh, I see what you're up to, sir. Have

her take a look at Wheeler and try to

identify him. Is that right, sir?

>> No, Lieutenant, that's wrong.

>> I take it right out to the lane place.

>> And I have reason to believe, Mr. Gford,

that this is the same man who

pistolhipped your sister. Well, I don't

know whether or not Helen can face him,

Colonel McKenzie. For the past year now,

she's been she's been awfully upset.

>> I know. I know. No one can blame her.

Perhaps if you could explain to her,

though, how important it is, how

important to the whole territory.

>> I know it's important that you identify

him. But

>> no, no, Mr. Gford, it's important that

she does not identify him even though

she recognizes him.

>> But why, sir, if he is the man?

>> Because, because I want to give him

confidence.

I want to give him too much confidence.

>> I'll go in and talk to her, but I can't

promise anything.

>> Thank you, sir.

>> Wheeler's here. He's waiting outside.

>> All right.

When we get a little ways from the fort,

see to it that Mr. Wheeler rides on out

in front

just in case.

>> In case of what, sir? In case somebody

else has ideas,

>> how much money did you say? Thousand for

Wheeler. 2,000 if you call over

Mackenzie's dead body to do it.

>> Let's take the shortcut.

October 11th, 1873. Colonel McKenzie's

strategy demanded the complete

confidence of Andy Wheeler. Together

they rode out to the home of Mrs. Lane.

>> Excuse me, Mr. Taylor.

It appears they were shooting at you,

whoever they were.

>> I don't understand. I don't know why

anybody shoot at me.

>> No. Oh, perhaps they were shooting at

me. Just bad shots.

>> Well, whoever they were, they're gone.

Let's be on our way. Mrs. Lang's

expecting us.

Helen,

it's only me, dear.

Hello, dear.

Colonel McKenzie will soon be here.

You still want to go through with it?

>> Yes.

>> He knows it isn't going to be easy for

you.

That must be them now.

Come in, Colonel. Mr. Gford,

nice to see you again. Good to see you.

Uh, Mr. Gford, there's Mr. Wheeler and

Lieutenant Paxton. Mr. Gford,

>> she's in there, sir, waiting for you. Go

right ahead. Thank you.

Who's uh who's she?

>> Mr. Gford's sister. Her name's Lane.

still doesn't mean anything to you. No

more than it did before as it's supposed

to.

>> How is she?

>> The same. She hasn't set foot outside of

this house since she came here. Seems

like she just wants to dry up and die.

>> Excuse me, gentlemen, but uh what's all

this got to do with me?

>> That's what we're going to find out.

Is this the man? Mrs. Lane,

be very sure.

I don't remember ever seeing you before.

I think I'd remember if I had pretty

woman like you.

>> No.

No.

>> You're sure? You're sure this isn't one

of the men that was there that day?

>> Yes, I'm very sure.

Well, now

calling me a renegade,

a murderer, worse.

He should have known better than that.

She did well, didn't she? Didn't act

like she recognized him at all.

>> There's anything I can do? Uh, no, sir.

Thanks just the same.

Well, I'll tell you what I think,

Lieutenant. I think that Colonel owes me

an apology.

>> I agree with you, Mr. Wheeler,

and I do apologize. All I can say is we

made a mistake. I'm sorry. Well,

Colonel, I'm no one to hold hard

feelings. All I want to do is just be on

my way.

>> Oh, anything wrong with that?

>> No, no, no. I uh I was in hopes you

could help us, Mr. Wheeler, but

>> Well, look, Colonel, I

>> It's quite all right. It's quite all

right. Somebody else will claim the

reward. Uh, Lieutenant Paxton, take Mr.

Wheeler over to the hotel for supper.

Buy him the best and then see him on his

way.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Colonel,

uh, what was that? The reward you were

just speaking of,

>> $500 for Red Buckman. We got word of the

offer this morning.

>> $500 for Buckman. Huh?

>> That's the man you saw near Rio Reus.

>> Yeah. Yeah, I know. Uh, I was just

thinking, Mr. Wheeler, if you could

remember the exact spot where you saw

him and lead us there, I'd see to it

that you got that reward.

How about it, Mr. Wheeler?

>> Well,

now, Mr. Paxton,

have Lurer and Wavern mount up. We're

going to help Mr. Wheeler collect that

reward.

>> I talked to the finance officer, sir. He

says he hasn't received orders from you

authorizing the $500 reward.

>> Lieutenant, I should have said we're

going to help Mr. Wheeler get his just

reward.

>> The Rio Grand. Once a barrier to Colonel

McKenzie and a shield for those who

would run from justice. Now by secret

orders of the president of the United

States, McKenzie could cross the

international border. However, should

his mission be exposed, the very man who

had issued his secret orders was

powerless to protect him from inevitable

court marshal.

Guards over there. We'll have to walk in

on them.

horses first.

Hey,

hey, HEY.

THERE'S ONLY TWO OF THEM. COME ON, WE'LL

RUSH THEM.

Not so fast, boys.

>> He's mine. Drop it. Drop it.

>> What?

>> Drop it.

Drop it, Buckman.

Drop it.

Why don't you let me get him?

Is that what you wanted, Mr. Wheeler?

Yes. Didn't you? I mean, they're nothing

but scum, Colonel. They don't deserve a

trial.

>> I'm surprised you feel that way.

>> How else would I feel I wouldn't have

brought you up here otherwise. Reward or

no reward?

Well, I guess you won't be needing my

services anymore, Colonel. I'll send you

an address.

You uh you will see that I get my

reward, won't you?

>> Oh, yes, Mr. Wheeler. I'll see that you

get your reward. I made a promise I'd

try never to break.

>> Like you said,

I'd leave that right there if I were

you.

>> Why?

>> Those renegades that fired at you down

the road, they gave you away.

>> That's impossible, Colonel.

>> Mhm. Just as impossible as it is for

Mrs. Lane to forget what you did to her.

Take him away.

This is from Mrs. Lane, sir. Now, she

told me what it was. A pair of socks.

Well,

>> she's knitted them herself.

Yes, sir. Her brother says she's a

changed woman since we got Wheeler. Even

does her own marketing.

Well, I guess we were all lucky, Paxton.

It wasn't exactly lux, sir. I'd like to

know. Why were you so suspicious of

Wheeler?

Remember that first time we saw him? He

was wearing that farmer's Sunday suit.

Two things that never go together.

>> What's that, sir?

>> A farmer's Sunday suit with a dirty man

inside.

Well,

now about these orders of the day.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

president of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

Heat. Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry, the true stories of Colonel

Ronald McKenzie and the cavalrymen he

led. McKenzie's raiders. His secret

orders from the President of the United

States. Clean up the Southwest. Make it

a fit place for Americans to live. Wipe

out the renegades, outlaws, and

murderers. If necessary, cross the Rio

Grand, knowing capture means hanging by

the enemy. Discovery Court Marshall by

the United States Army.

Border Country, Southwest Texas. The

year 1867.

Another attack on a civilian supply

wagon. Army protection unavailable. The

reason Colonel McKenzie's limited

personnel had been withdrawn to prevent

a filibuster force from crossing the

border into Mexican territory.

>> Three of my wagon trains destroyed and a

fourth one overdue. And you, sir, sit

there and do nothing about it.

>> I've detailed every man I can spare to

patrol those wagon routes.

>> Every man may inform you, Colonel, that

the majority of your command is

patrolling an area where nothing ever

happens, the border. Or perhaps you

expect these barefoot Mexican rebels to

cross the border and invade in force. Is

that it,

>> Mr. Dubo? I'm not in the habit of

explaining the military policies of my

command to civilians.

>> Civilians? May I inform you, Colonel,

that I have soldiered with men the likes

of which you have never seen. Though

perhaps you forget that I, Jean Jacqu

Ddwa, at one time commanded the fourth

regiment in the Legion in the service of

my emperor. I'm forgetting nothing, Mr.

Dubois.

Particularly, I'm not forgetting the

fact that you are now a citizen of the

United States of America and a civilian.

Ever since those same barefoot rebels

that you refer to chased your legion out

of Mexico. Oh, Ronald. Ran.

Here we are bickering. You and I, two

soldiers who are friends, like a couple

of women. I too am a soldier. But

Ronald, I want you to understand my

problem. My problem is my wagons.

>> I can't help you there any more than I

am. I have my orders.

>> Orders? Huh? The bane of a soldier's

existence.

Excuse me.

Courier from K Company just wrote in.

Sir,

another train's been attacked at

Massacre Flats.

>> My train.

>> I'm sorry, sir.

>> Not of a patrol, Sergeant. Each man to

carry 40 rounds carbine ammunition, 10

extra rounds revolver ammunition.

>> Yes, sir.

Who will lead the details? Sir,

>> I'll lead them out myself. Get started.

Yes, sir.

>> I'm sorry, Jean. I'm sorry about your

men.

>> I too am sorry.

May I ride with you again?

>> Why not?

Well, McKenzie, what do you make of

this?

>> This is Comanche.

What was your freight?

>> Oh, the usual thing. Dry goods, cloth,

dry groceries, and u some hardware.

Guns. A few.

Take a close look at that arrow,

Sergeant. Tell me what you think.

>> A patchy.

>> That's right.

>> What difference does it make who shot

it, McKenzie? These men are dead.

>> It means they weren't killed by Indians.

Line up the troop. We're going back to

the fort.

>> Yes, sir.

>> But what's happening here? I'll explain

it to you later. Mountain ride.

Most of the Indian stuff we found was

Comanche and Kya. All right, that makes

sense. The Comanches and the Kyas ride

together. But that era was Apache, and

that doesn't make sense.

>> Why not?

>> Because the Apaches don't make

alliances. They're too proud. They fight

alone.

>> I'm afraid you attached too much

importance to one arrow, Colonel.

>> Really? Well, it wasn't just one arrow.

There were other things. If it had been

Indians who attacked those wagons,

they'd have looted them immediately.

There was no such sign.

>> So, so it wasn't Indians who attacked

your wagons.

On the other hand, renegades don't

usually hit provision trains. There

isn't enough in it for them to make it

worth their while.

Now, any particular reason you can think

of why they should hit yours?

Think it over. Perhaps you can find a

reason for me.

>> I will think it over. Perhaps uh perhaps

you can find one of those reasons by the

time I visit you at your your supply

post, as you call it. I shall try.

Good.

Ma, what are you doing here? Is there

something wrong? The rifles?

No,

>> the rifles are all right. They're on

their way south.

>> Oh, good. Then what is it?

>> I didn't hire out to commit murder.

I don't understand.

>> Those men were murdered on your orders.

>> Oh, now Archer, I know exactly how you

feel, but we've got a lot of things to

do. And one of them is to see that our

good friend, Colonel McKenzie, never

suspects that my wagons are carrying

arms for the Provisional Army of the

Second Mexican Empire.

>> Don't be too sure of that.

Oh,

>> he has men all over town very interested

in your activities, Jean. Don't

underrate Mackenzie. He's a hard man to

fool.

Mhm.

By the time he finds out my part in this

venture, I'll be long gone. You see, I

have 2,000 rifles stored in various

depots, and in a few days,

I'm going to cross the Mexican border,

and all the men will rally to my cause

when they find out I can arm them.

Then we'll sweep out this revolutionary

rabble and restore the Mexican Empire.

>> Having learned that Dubois wagons were

carrying contraband cargos, McKenzie

rode out to confirm his suspicions.

>> Archer.

Sam Archer.

>> I beg your pardon, sir. I don't believe

I've had the honor.

Sam Archer, West Point, class of 60. I

regret to say, sir, you're mistaken.

>> Ronald. Well, I'm happy to see you here.

Huh? Tell me, who was that fell that

just walked away?

>> Oh. Uh, oh, there are many men around

this post. I do not know why.

>> Thought he was a friend of mine.

>> Oh, from the army.

>> Yeah, a fellow named Sam Archer.

Gave up his commission to fight for the

South. joined Jeb Stewart had a cavalry

troop under him.

>> Well, uh, you mind stepping inside a

minute? I'd like to ask you a few

questions.

>> No, no.

>> Sit down. R.

>> Well, my friend,

>> tell me what was in that shipment that

was robbed at Massacre Flats.

Oh, I thought I already told you that.

Household provisions, goods,

dry goods.

>> You were carrying heavy cargo,

machinery, or something else. Machinery?

What use would I have for machinery in

country like this?

>> None.

But those same cases could be used to

carry rifles.

>> Now I understand you think that I, Jean

Jacqu Dubo, I'm a runner of guns.

I think the heat has affected your

reason.

>> Oh, but you are serious. Tell me, why do

you say these things?

You were a French officer in Mexico. You

were among the first troops that that

Louis Napoleon sent over here in 1864

when he tried to set up Maximillion on

the Mexican throne. You were among the

last to be forced out. You're bitter

about that. I've heard you express

bitterness about it.

>> But that does not make me a runner of

guns. No, but it gives you an excellent

reason for wanting to see the overthrow

of the present Mexican government.

>> You think that I'm behind this movement

that's giving you so much trouble, huh?

>> Exactly. I think you've been using your

wagons to carry guns and ammunitions.

>> And perhaps I also arranged to have my

wagons attacked and the munitions you

speak of robbed. Is that right?

>> I think so. Why do I do these things?

Two reasons. One, to take suspicion away

from yourself. Two, to force me to

weaken my border patrols and strengthen

the northern patrols.

>> Tell me something. Can you prove these

things?

>> When I can, I'll come after you.

>> Why do you have this great interest in

Mexican affairs? Ronald, you and me, we

have been friends for a long time.

Sean,

if I found out that you were responsible

for the massacre of those men on the

wagons, I'd track you down to the ends

of the earth.

Goodbye, Joe.

July 20th, 1873,

a patrol from Sea Company intercepted a

freight wagon belonging to Dubois on the

border approach. Its cargo, the Tools of

Revolution, could destroy the growing

peace between two nations.

Well,

>> hello, Ronald.

>> So, it was you, Sam.

>> I'm sorry I couldn't stop and shake

hands with you. We saw each other the

other day, but uh I didn't think it was

good policy at the time.

>> You're working for Dubo now?

>> That's right.

>> Uh where is he?

>> He's gone. He heard you picked up one of

his wagons and decided it was time to

leave.

>> Where'd he go, son?

>> South. Don't ask me any questions I'm

not going to answer.

>> I think maybe you'll answer.

Disarm him and bring him along. Yes,

sir.

For the last time, where's Dubois?

>> I don't know.

>> You're lying. Of course,

Sam.

Sam, I don't know how you got into this,

but I do know one thing. You're not the

kind of a man that can fight against his

own country.

>> I'm fighting for my own country. Mexico

is my own country.

>> This is your country.

>> Not since ' 61.

>> That war is over. Those issues are dead.

>> Not for some of us. Not for the men who

rode with Jeb Stewart, who refused to

surrender, who took service in Mexico

with the emperor.

>> The emperor is dead, too.

>> Not for those of us who knew him. He's

still a living symbol to me, to Devois,

to the thousands of others who would

gladly have died for him. No,

Maxmillian's the greatest man I've ever

known.

It's a good sound, isn't it, Sam?

Remember how many thousands of times

you've thrilled to that sound? That

sound of retreat and thrilled to the

flag coming down

your flag. Sam,

>> not anymore.

>> Come in,

sir.

Scout just wrote in from sea company.

One of their patrols was ambushed just

the side of the river. They're all dead,

sir.

Where? Eagle Pass.

Muster out every available man. Every

man to carry 40 rounds of carbine

ammunition, 10 extra rounds of revolver

ammunition. Reserve ammunition to be

carried on the pack train. Fodder and

field rations for 3 days. All right. All

right. Move. Yes, sir. More of Dubois's

work.

>> He's fighting a war.

>> War. War.

Sam, do you remember Bob Burton? Burton

from Savannah, cadet captain of sea

company. Your company, your roommate at

the point.

>> What's that got to do with me now?

>> Burton's son was leading that patrol.

Yeah.

Maybe if you you could look at the faces

of some of those dead, you'd recognize

some old friends. Joe Peterson, Sam

Baker, men who who soldiered with you.

men that you yourself led on patrol.

Guess that doesn't matter anymore to

you, though.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I suddenly

feel the need of some fresh air,

Ronald.

I want a ride with you.

All right.

All right. Then tell me where Dubla is.

>> He's in Mexico. Awaiting delivery of his

rifles. Enough to arm 2,000 men.

>> How many men's he got?

>> Only a few. He's counting on recruits

joining him. As soon as he gets the

rifles to arm them.

>> Of course. Without those rifles, he'd be

finished.

>> What kind of men are joining him?

>> Oh, free voodoo, renegades, common

chairs, fools like me.

>> That's what I thought. That kind of an

army is held together by greed and

viciousness. Nothing more.

>> Sergeant.

>> Yes, sir. Sergeant, that wagon we

captured from Dubois, how long would it

take you to get it below the border?

>> I'm driving hard with extra teams. We

might make it by noon.

>> By noon. By noon.

>> All right, let's go.

July 22nd, 1873. In an effort to uncover

the filibuster forces preparing to enter

Mexico, Colonel McKenzie devised a

two-fold plan. A detachment of his

fourth cavalry would sweep the border

country to discover and neutralize any

threat to the Mexican government. As

this was being done, McKenzie and a

group of pic raiders were to separate

from the main force and secretly cross

the Rio Grand into Mexico to capture or

destroy Jean Jacqu Dubis.

How much farther?

>> About 10 miles. Bo's got his

headquarters in Adobe Hut the head of a

draw. Won't be easy getting in there. A

couple of men with the repeaters could

hold the mouth of that Walsh against

small armor. We'll worry about that when

we find him. Let's go.

>> That's it. All right. Dubois still

soldier enough to pro centuries.

>> Are we going in?

>> We're not going in until Sergeant

Stanfield gets here with that wagon.

Then I'm going in alone.

Oh,

>> prison is ordered. Sir,

>> break out those rifles, Sergeant.

Disable them. I'll give you 45 minutes

to break them up. Then I want you to put

them back on the wagon and drive the

wagon up into that draw.

>> Yes, sir. Give me a hand, man.

I'm alone. I want to see Dwis

Hello, Ronald. I didn't expect to see

you here. You should have

come in.

Sit down, girl.

You know, you were a fool to follow me.

>> I told you I'd follow the man who was

responsible for those wagon massacres to

the end of the earth.

>> Sacrifices of war.

>> I call it murder. Your game's played

out, Dubois. You know your mental

dessert. The minute they find out that

they're not going to get those rifles.

>> Oh, but they're going to have rifles.

They should be across the border by this

time.

>> What if I told you they'd been

intercepted?

>> I would not believe you. How could you

possibly have known where they were

stored?

>> I couldn't, but Archer did.

>> Are you trying to tell me that Archer is

a turncoat? I can't believe that.

>> How else could I have followed you

directly here? How else would I have

known where to find you?

Archa,

I don't understand. Why would Acha

betray me?

>> Only that he's too good a soldier to

stomach the murder of American troopers.

>> I do not believe that,

Colonel McKenzie.

Nobody can stand in the way of my cause.

>> Your cause died with Maximillion.

>> That's a lie. Only a man died.

I do not know what you did with Sam

Archer, and I care less. But there are

many men in Mexico who believe in the

second Mexican empire.

>> Like those cutthroats out on the porch.

Do they still believe in the second

empire of Mexico?

>> Of course they know.

>> But you know as well as I do that

they're only a means to an end.

>> Well, as I told you before,

you're going to die

outside. And don't try anything.

My men are all around here.

I'm sorry, my friend.

Take him out and shoot him.

You follow orders and you'll be

swallowing steel within half an hour.

See those lights up there? That's an

army helioraph signaling to my troops.

And if you still want rifles, here they

come.

Acha.

>> All right. There are your guns. Jo,

Sergeant,

help yourselves, gentlemen.

>> They're all broken.

>> Now, my advice to you men would be to

get back across that river to your

farms. Of course, if you prefer, you're

perfectly welcome to remain here and try

and fight my troops with broken rifles.

>> No, no, NO. You don't understand. This

is a trick. I have guns. Believe me, I

have guns. This is a trick. Please.

Don't you understand?

It's for the GOOD OF THE CAUSE. You've

got to stay with me. YOU ARE MY

SOLDIERS.

NO. COME BACK. COME BACK.

YES, SERGEANT.

>> Dispatch from department headquarters.

Sir,

>> read it. Request immediate report on

United States national forces forming in

your district for an attack on Mexico.

>> All right. Take an answer.

>> Yes, sir.

uh

commanding general, Southwest

Department, so forth and so forth. Sir,

action has already been taken. The

border is now relatively quiet.

That's all, Sergeant. Yes, sir. Oh, no.

One more thing.

Read Mr. Sam Archer back into the United

States Cavalry.

>> I don't understand. as a trooper.

>> But I have a commission.

>> You had a commission.

Sam,

please believe me. Unless you'd prefer

to stand charges, I'd consider it a

privilege to have you serve in this

command.

Sir, you you got yourself a soldier.

Now, as for that commission,

maybe we can talk about it later.

>> Yes, sir.

>> All right, Sergeant. I said to read Mr.

Archer in.

>> Yes, sir. Place your left hand in a book

and raise your right hand. Repeat after

me.

I, Sam Archer, I, Sam Archer, hereby

swear to uphold the Constitution of the

United States. You must swear to uphold

the

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again,

carrying out the secret orders of the

President of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

Raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of History in the Making.

Heat. Heat.

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry. The true stories of Colonel

Randold McKenzie and the cavalrymen he

led. McKenzie's raiders. his secret

orders from the president of the United

States. Clean up the Southwest. Make it

a fit place for Americans to live. Wipe

out the renegades, outlaws, and

murderers. If necessary, cross the Rio

Grand, knowing capture means hanging by

the enemy. Discovery court marshal by

the United States Army.

Late summer 1873,

an epidemic of infectious chalera raged

along the border country of southwest

Texas. Great numbers of settlers dead or

dying. The rest terrorstricken. Medical

facilities almost non-existent. Doctors

few and overburdened. Drugs depleted.

The sickness had hit Fort Clark. Colonel

Ran McKenzie was almost powerless to

defend the territory against this mass

killer. The fourth cavalry, reduced by

sickness to almost half its numbers,

fought a new foe, fought contaminated

water, fought to maintain quarantines,

but they fought without ammunition,

without the aid of drugs.

Finally, after repeated requests to the

war department, McKenzie was notified

that an ambulance carrying a relief

doctor and medical supplies was on its

way to Fort Clark.

You can't see them. Don't shoot. Now

>> take your horses and ride them around

the flanks.

Hit them from both sides at the same

time. I'll cover. There's two of them

left. I'll cover.

Make sure they're all dead.

They're all dead. Bergen, too. Water.

It's empty. We better get some water

real soon. What's all that?

>> Drugs. Medicine.

>> I thought we'd get some guns or

something or even a pay wagon. What are

we going to do with all this stuff? Can

we get anything for it?

>> It's worth its weight and gold dust if

we handle it right.

>> Handle it right.

>> Look, you just keep your mouth shut and

do what I tell you. You'll be a rich

man, Trout. Put that driver's uniform

on.

>> What for? Let's get out of here.

>> Just put it on. A patrol stops us and

you'll be very glad.

Anywhere

to the ambulance, the supplies?

>> No, sir. Just a patrol returned from

posting water holes.

>> How many sick?

>> Two, sir. I put them in the next room.

Infirmary and barracks four and five are

filled.

>> Uh, two out of 10. That's not too bad.

Four others died on the trail, sir.

>> Mhm.

>> Men been told our doctor's dead.

>> They didn't have to be told, sir. They

knew it.

>> Colonel McKenzie.

Pardon the impertinence, sir, but are

you all right?

>> Yeah, I'm all right, Sergeant. I'm just

tired. There's one dose of morphine

left, sir. Just one?

>> No, no, no, no. I'll be all right after

I get a chance to sleep. I'll get a

chance to sleep when that ambulance

arrives.

Oh.

hurt, son.

>> Just a stomach ache, Colonel. Sir, I'll

be riding again.

>> Sure you will.

>> Oh, I I I heard before the doc died, he

gave you some stuff and it didn't hurt

so much.

A little thing of powder.

More more more something.

>> Yeah. Morphine.

I'm going to give you some.

This is the last one we've got until the

doc comes. Here, put this on your

tongue.

That's it.

Some water. Make it easier to swallow.

Now you just lie back and relax.

>> How long will it take sir?

>> Not long. You'll uh you'll feel strange

in a little while. Woozy. You might even

have hallucinations.

>> Hallucin

>> hallucinations. That means well, you

might imagine things are happening that

really aren't happening. You'll feel

better in 5 minutes or so. Lie back and

relax.

>> Sir,

what are you going to give the rest

until you get more morphine?

>> Soapy water.

>> Soap?

>> Yeah. It's an old remedy. Maybe it'll

make them sick enough so they can throw

off some of the poison.

Rest easy, son.

Hey, soldier. Drink this. It won't taste

good, but it may help you.

Good boy.

Now think of back home. You get well and

we'll send you back there on leave.

>> The ambulance?

>> Yes, sir. I I mean I don't know, sir. It

seems it might have been cited.

>> What are you talking about?

>> Another patrol just came in, sir. Three

men, all sick, delirious. Corporal was

babbling something about seeing an

ambulance headed south. Headed south.

The ambulance was south of here. Well,

>> the patrol was, sir, staking water

holes. They claimed they saw the amulets

last night, but it doesn't seem likely.

>> They say exactly where?

>> Well, like I said, sir, they're all

delirious. But they were patrolling in

this area.

>> All right, Sergeant. I want four men

mounted right away. And Lieutenant

Michaels. Oh, and Sergeant, uh, have my

horse saddled, too. But sir, if you're

sending Lieutenant Michaels, you could

stay here and rest.

>> Sergeant, I'm giving the

>> Sorry, Sergeant.

Soon as the doctor and the medicine

arrives, I'll permit you to confine me

to quarters.

All right, I'm the devil, Sergeant. Oh,

and Sergeant, I want my canteen, too.

Soap solution. I'll need it in case

somebody on the patrol falls out.

canteen, sir.

You all right, sir?

I'm all right.

You

>> don't suppose they could have turned

around and gone back to the fort, sir?

>> No, I don't. Lieutenant,

>> we ought to catch up to him in about 10

minutes, sir. Perhaps a trifle more.

>> Lieutenant, take two men with you.

Circle around their left flank. I'll

take the rest and attack them from the

right flank. We'll attack in exactly uh

15 minutes.

>> Attacker? What do you mean?

>> There were supposed to be two troopers

with them. Now there's just the

ambulance and the drivers. Perhaps they

aren't just lost. Be prepared to shoot,

but don't unless we do.

>> Yes, sir.

>> All right. 15 minutes exactly. Take off.

>> Yes, sir. You two men come with me. You

two stay with the colonel.

Cavalry

over there, too.

>> Put your gun away.

>> Are you crazy? It's cavalry. Just keep

your mouth shut and do what I tell you.

>> Captain Leon Hemp and wrote as per

orders to Fort Clark, sir.

What's the matter with him, Lieutenant?

>> I don't know, sir. Colonel hasn't slept

in 4 days. Now,

>> we better take him to the ambulance with

us.

>> Yes, sir. Hide you, man. Give us a hand

here.

Gently now. Gently.

Watch his head.

You're heading in the wrong direction,

Captain. We've passed Fort Clark.

>> Well, I knew we were behind schedule. I

was about to double back.

>> Well, it's northeast from here, sir.

It's almost a day's ride with a wagon.

>> Lieutenant, you take your men back to

camp ahead of us. Boil as much water as

you can find containers for and then

scrub down the walls of all the wards.

We'll get the colonel in. Well,

>> I don't know about that, Captain. What

if you get lost again, sir?

>> Northeast, a day's ride. We won't get

lost.

>> That's an order, Lieutenant. I can't

lose any time when we get there.

>> Yes, sir. Detail, mount up.

DETAIL. PULL AT P.

WELL, hurry it up. Shoot him and let's

get going.

>> Yeah, we'll shoot him, but not yet. He's

our insurance.

>> Insurance? If they find us with him,

we're through.

>> If they find us with him, we're safe.

They won't touch us for fear, we'll

shoot him. That gives us time to sell

these drugs.

>> I'm for shooting them now. He'll be

trouble.

>> Now, don't get impatient, Trout. We

will. We will. But first, you're going

into bracket, Phil. You're going to

spread the word. Drugs for sale. Health

for sale. $100 to save your life.

Night, a deserted barn. Medicine

desperately needed to fight the kalera

epidemic in the hands of outlaws. In the

surrounding territory, panic-stricken

citizens ready to meet any terms for the

drugs.

And a prisoner, a hostage to ensure a

safe undercover operation to be disposed

of when no longer useful.

Well, that's it. They're all out.

>> Good. Last night, you spread the word.

This morning, we should get results.

>> You'll never get away with this, Percy.

>> The good folks will pay whatever I ask

for this stuff, Colonel. And they'll

keep their mouths shut so they can get

more when they need it. They're starved

for it.

>> My men will find you.

>> We set a pretty hard trail to follow,

Colonel.

>> My men will follow your wagon tracks.

>> One of your men sticks his head through

that door and you get a bullet in yours.

We're going to be stuck here. We're

going to need some water.

>> You'll survive without it. Or else you

won't survive.

>> Oh boy. I've been waiting for years for

something like this to come along. And

it's going to work. Nothing's going to

stop it. Trout, get those cases of

medicine open. We want to be ready when

they come.

>> We've got water.

>> Well, you won't be needing water

anymore, Colonel. You might as well be

generous.

>> There's something wrong with this water.

It's uh it's medicated case of

contamination.

>> Come on. Come on. Let me have some of

it.

>> Contamination. Contamination.

Contaminated water holes. That's the way

you get chalera. You drink from a water

hole and you get cramps. Extreme pain.

Then you die. Maybe one day, maybe

three.

>> Well, how's that?

You've been drinking from water holes.

>> Yeah.

>> How long ago?

>> 3 days.

>> You better start praying.

If you still remember how

No word from the colonel yet, sir.

>> Who's that? Sergeant

>> Captain Leon Hempill. Medical core

reporting. Sir,

>> patrol to the north. Found three

corpses, cavalry, and that survivor. All

shot.

>> Shot.

Hempo.

That's the doctor

down north. And where's the colonel?

>> I don't know, sir.

>> Sergeant, man patrol of three men and

you come too. And I'm the men with

sidearms and carbines.

>> Yes, sir.

>> And hurry up, Sergeant.

>> Look, lady, for $100, you get one

envelope.

>> $130 is all we had. It was for next

year's crops. $100 an envelope. If you

want more, get more money.

>> But my children, please.

>> Out. Get her out of here.

>> While you're outside, keep your eyes

peeled for more customers. They should

be getting here soon.

Hey, McKenzie.

Sorry about that gag.

I just want to make sure you didn't make

any noise.

Clear tracks. They're headed southwest.

They're there.

>> M up, men. Now, ride tight and keep your

eyes open. Sergeant, ride out and take

the lead. I'll follow that trail real

hard and follow it fast.

FIRE.

>> Shut the door.

>> I can't. My stomach.

>> Get out.

>> Doctor, I got that car. You got to I got

to get to a doctor. You're not going to

a doctor or any place else.

>> But I'll die. I'll die. I tell you.

>> And you'll die. But you're staying here.

>> Hey, where you going?

>> To find him. They must be around here

someplace. And stop that whimpering.

How long does it take?

>> How long does it take?

>> I told you maybe a day, maybe less.

>> What do I do?

>> You take morphine over there in that

box. The one marked narcotic.

How many take?

>> Take two.

You got a bad case. You better take

three.

I thought you said it was going to help.

>> It'll help. Just relax a minute. It'll

help.

They coming here. You get it.

>> Let's take a look at that barn. Maybe

they stopped here.

>> Oh, baby. There's a camp up ahead, sir,

in the hills. I THINK IT'S THEM. GO.

HOLD.

Lucky thing for you, they didn't stop.

What's the matter, Mercer?

You got a stomach ache?

You wouldn't even let me call a doctor.

I killed him.

Now I'm going to kill you.

The next day, Colonel Ran McKenzie

returned to Fort Clark with the medical

supplies. eyes that would enable him to

defeat the chalera epidemic. He brought

with him also the body of Mercer and the

unconscious form of trout.

Colonel, I don't know how you did it

because you're not suffering from

exhaustion. You've got chalera and

you've had it some time.

>> Will I make it?

>> Yes. You're through the worst.

>> How about trout?

Too much costic soap and an overdose of

morphine.

How in the world did he get so much?

>> Pull him through, Doc.

I want to see him hang.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

president of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

Heat. Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry, the true stories of Colonel

Randold McKenzie and the cavalrymen he

led. McKenzie's raiders. His secret

orders from the President of the United

States. Clean up the Southwest. Make it

a fit place for Americans to live. Wipe

out the renegades, outlaws, and

murderers. If necessary, cross the Rio

Grand knowing capture means hanging by

the enemy. Discovery court marshal by

the United States Army.

West Texas, summer 1874.

the southern extreme of the Yampampa

Comanche country. Now through the

efforts of Colonel Ranold McKenzie,

peace was gradually coming to this land.

However, one man, Quana Parker, locked

behind the vastness of his hills, held

the key to the problem. Only at his

command would the Quadi nation rise and

plunge the territory into bloody

warfare. And only at his command could

there be peace.

At that moment, several miles away, an

event was about to take place that would

have far-reaching effect on this new

piece.

Blue Raven, the son of Chief Running

Bear, was dead.

He's out there someplace.

If I could just get him to come in for a

talk.

>> Do no good, sir. Quanipak has talked

peace before.

>> Not to me he hasn't.

>> By the way, Jim, I've been meaning to

tell you I'm I'm real pleased to have

you in my command here at Fort Clark. I

wrote your dad and told him so.

>> Thank you, sir. You know, there's some

things though about Southwest Texas that

uh you don't know all about yet. One of

those things is Quana Parker.

>> Colonel, begging a pardon, sir, but he

isn't like old Running Bear.

>> Oh, well, how do you think I made peace

with Running Bear?

>> You whipped him?

>> You may be new at Fort Clark, but you

know our strength here. If I'd used

every available trooper, I couldn't have

whipped him.

>> You mean he made peace just by talks?

>> By talks? By concessions? Concessions on

both sides? You mean he made demands and

you gave in to him?

>> I made other demands. He gave in to me.

>> Quanipak is different. He won't give in.

>> You familiar with our campaigns against

him in the north?

>> Yes, sir.

>> Well, you know then that our last five

skirmishes against Quana Parker have

been virtual standoffs. All we're

succeeding in doing is slowly wiping

each other out.

>> We can always send east for

replacements. Yes, but with just one

word, Quana Parker could surround

himself with Arapaho, Cheyans, Kyas, and

maybe even Running Bears tribe.

>> You think he'd break the treaty?

>> They're both Comanches.

So, you see how important, Jim, it is

that we at least keep trying to talk to

Quana Parker.

>> Yes, sir. But how do you go about it?

>> Is Leif Bender at the fort?

>> No, he's out on patrol with Major

Folsner. We'll be back in the morning.

>> First thing you see him, ask him to drop

around to my office, will you? I want to

talk to him.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Yeah, I reckon I could find him.

This time of year, he should be

somewhere around Pope's Wells near the

Pac.

>> Yeah. You knew him when you served with

General Miles, huh?

>> Uh-huh.

>> Think you could get him to come in for a

talk? Well, no offense, Colonel, but uh

Quana Park has heard soldier talk

before.

>> What if you told him that running bear

would be here, too?

>> Well, they're pretty close. It'd go a

long ways towards helping him make up

his mind.

>> All right, you tell him just that.

>> Uh supposing running bear won't come.

>> You let me worry about that. He'll be

here. All right.

>> Now, hold on, Colonel. You ain't never

met this here Quana Parker.

>> That's right.

>> Now, you say Running Bear is going to be

here. Supposing you're wrong. It could

mean my scalp.

Quana don't hold with nobody talking

with a fork tongue.

>> Leif, if I'm wrong, if running bear

doesn't come, if he won't help me make

peace with Quana Parker and his

quatties, then this whole territory will

be fighting to hang on to its scalp.

>> Colonel, I appreciate how important

these peace talks are. Just so you know,

we got to talk straight with this

engine.

>> Running bear will be here.

>> Fine. As soon as I can saddle up a fresh

horse, I'll start off for the stake

planes.

>> All right.

I'll ride with you as far as the

Yampampa country.

>> The land of the Yampampa was harsh,

unrelenting, and so was their justice.

For five long days, Spotted Elk was to

suffer alone, while running Bear decided

his punishment. A life had been lost. A

young life, the one responsible must

pay. No one spoke in defense of the

guilty man. There was no defense. There

was no pity in the eyes of the Comanche.

The heart of running bear is like the

night.

The brightness of my remaining years has

been taken from me.

Blue Raven is dead. My son is dead.

Five days of I thought on this.

5 days have I decided on your

punishment.

Your name, the name of spotted elk, will

never again be spoken in our village.

You will be taken to the desert

and left to die.

I too wear the marks of mourning for

blue raven.

>> Your punishment will be the end to my

grief.

Na

I'll leave you here. Le Pope's Wells is

a long hall.

>> Yeah. You bring in Quana Parker, you can

name your own price.

>> I'll settle for my back pay.

>> You're going to have mine too when it

comes.

>> If it comes. I see you in a couple of

days.

Let's

go down.

My Son is dead. McKenzie Colonel, we

made a peace so that such as he might

live.

Now he is dead.

>> I'm sorry, Chief Running Bear.

>> Why? The soldiers killed many of my

people.

>> Forgive me.

Five days have I grieved. My mind is

sick with sadness.

For what reason does the chief of Fort

Clark come here now?

I was on my way to your village.

>> You come without your soldiers.

>> McKenzie has no need of soldiers. We're

friends. I come to talk.

>> Now is not the time to talk. Chief

Running Bear. The talk would be of Quana

Parker, of his quadies,

of peace,

>> we talk,

>> and you will treat with the Kawadis as

you have the Yampampa,

>> if they are honorable people, as your

people have been. Quanopaka is a great

chief. They will obey his word

>> and he will respect your words, Running

Bear. That is why I want you to come to

Fort Clark with me to add your words to

mine to help make the peace.

>> How do you know of our friendship?

>> I know it was you who saved the life of

the white girl who later became the

mother of Quana Parker.

>> That was many snows past.

And now Quana Parker makes war on his

own people. The Comanches are his

people.

>> Perhaps.

Nonetheless, there is war. You can help

to make the peace.

If he comes, I will speak with him. I

will not ask him to make peace. That is

his decision. I will tell him of the

honor of your words, that he can trust

in what you say. This I will do. That is

all I ask.

Thank you, Chief Running Bear.

Colonel McKenzie's act of humanity had

been an irrevocable affront to Comanche

justice. He had unknowingly interfered

with a tribal death sentence despite

having sworn in a treaty to respect the

Indians law. Now he would face the wrath

of those whose lasting friendship meant

so much to the peace of the Southwest.

>> You refuse?

>> Of course I don't refuse, chief, but he

can't travel now. He's unconscious.

>> It is my wish to leave now with the

brave.

>> But he couldn't stand the trip. The

doctor explained that to you. He'd die.

>> I do not wish that he lives.

It was he that caused the death of my

son.

>> Coming from the burial hill, you

explained to me what happened. Surely

you can't blame him. I do not wish to

speak more on it.

>> I'm sorry, chief, but my word stands. I

can't let him go.

>> You refuse to honor our treaty.

>> The treaty has nothing to do with it.

He's a human being. It's a question of

justice. The treaty has much to do with

it. It promises the soldiers will not

interfere with the laws of our tribe

when those laws do not affect your

people.

>> Yes, I know that may be.

>> It is the law that Spotted Elk must pay

for his crime. What crime?

You said yourself it was an accident,

chief.

No, I'm sorry. He stays here until he's

well.

>> Can I now tell Quana Parker you are

honorable to your words?

>> Don't threaten me, Chief Running Bear.

>> I do not threaten.

In two days, decide which you value

most, the life of one man or the lives

of many. If you insist the treaty be

broken, I shall cast my lance at your

feet.

>> Morning of the second day. By now,

everyone knew of the situation at Fort

Clark. Everyone knew sundown held a

portent of war unless Colonel McKenzie

surrendered to the Indian chief's

demand.

The weight of command is often

oppressing, always solitary. When

decisions are made, logic is sometimes

mixed with personal feelings. A

dangerous thing, a human thing.

>> Come in.

>> Sorry to disturb you, Colonel.

>> It's all right, Sergeant. What's on your

mind?

>> Reporting all companies standing by as

ordered, sir.

>> Fine.

Uh, all passes canceled.

>> Yes, sir.

>> The patrol.

>> It left a few minutes ago, sir.

>> Good. Good.

>> Is that all, sir?

>> That's all, Sergeant.

>> No. No, it isn't.

Sergeant,

uh, Sergeant, sit down. Sit up.

>> What else have you got to report?

>> Nothing, sir.

>> Wells.

>> Yes, sir.

How long have we been together?

>> 7 years 8 months, sir.

>> And in 7 years, 8 months, don't you

think I've gotten to know you pretty

well,

>> sir?

>> I can tell when there's something on

your mind, Sergeant.

You don't think I'm doing right, do you?

>> I never said that, sir.

>> No, no, you never said it. But

nevertheless, you don't think I'm doing

right.

>> Colonel, sir, you're wrong. I mean,

about me, about what I'm thinking.

Frankly, sir, uh, I'm thinking that

you're the best man that I ever served

under, and there have been plenty.

You have a reason for what you're doing.

We don't know what it is, but whatever.

It's good enough for us,

Sergeant. The only reason, the only

reason is that,

>> sir, you don't owe nobody an

explanation.

>> Will you listen to me?

The only reason is that that Indian is a

helpless human being and he deserves the

protection of this fort. It's as simple

as that.

>> Fine. That's fine, sir. Every trooper in

this fort will fight for that reason.

>> Thank you, Sergeant West.

>> That's all.

Captain.

>> May I have a word with you, sir?

>> Yes, of course, Captain. Come in. It's

about that Indian.

>> Yes.

>> Well, uh, are you really going to keep

him here?

>> Certainly, till he's able to travel.

>> Then what? And what about running bear's

ultimatum?

>> After you've been here for a time, Jim,

you'll find that ultimatums don't work

too well with me. As far as spotted elk

is concerned, he's free to leave as soon

as he's able.

>> And some of the men say it's a question

of honor. They say he'll go back to his

village.

>> That may be. Now whether you surrender

him or he goes back either way he dies.

So what's the difference?

>> The difference, Captain, is that it'll

be his choice.

>> Come in,

>> Colonel. I have to talk to you, sir.

>> Yes, Sergeant.

>> Is that Indian?

>> That's enough, Sergeant. I've heard

quite enough about that Indian.

>> But he's awake, sir. Colonel, the doctor

took this from him.

>> His medicine bag.

>> Open it, sir.

probably took it off some settler that

he murdered.

Sir, we're overlooking something. That

Indian is a savage. They're all savages.

Pretty little thing like her.

That's all for now, Sergeant.

No man wishes to die.

>> And you wish to stay here?

>> I did not say I was afraid of death.

>> Anyone who asks for the protection of

this fort gets it.

>> What faces you if I stay?

>> No one has ever been refused.

>> You endanger many for the sake of one.

Your people are weak. Your customs are

foolish.

Your heart is like a woman.

No, it is not true.

I have seen your courage.

But I do not understand your people.

>> No more do I understand running bear

punishing you.

It is the custom.

>> It is the custom.

>> You have been faithful to what you

believe.

Now I must do the same.

That is why I shall return to my

village.

>> To die, to be killed.

The doctor took it while I slept.

I would like to have it with me when I

when I returned to my village.

>> Another custom.

>> It was worn by the woman who was my

mother.

The the woman who was your

mother was a captive.

A captive of the Indians.

>> Yes.

He's coming, Colonel. Want to park is on

his way in. When he is above,

>> Captain Aren for a guard of honor.

>> I kind of thought you'd want to impress

him.

>> Sergeant, see that every available

trooper stands by for a review

inspection. Mr.

>> Colonel, what about the rest of

>> Come with me.

>> Where are we going, Colonel?

>> I'll tell you on the way.

>> Jim, I'd remind you that Quana Parker is

the last Comanche holdout. He's an

important man. Treat him accordingly.

We'll be back.

One last chance, one final hope to avert

bloodshed was all that remained to

Colonel Rand McKenzie. Would running

bear yield or hurl the lance of war at

McKenzie's feet?

Wait here for me. Right.

McKenzie, Colonel

You have come so that the peace may not

be broken.

>> That depends on you, chief.

>> You are wrong. It is you who have broken

our treaty.

>> Will you hear what I have to say?

>> I chose this place so that the spirit of

Blue Raven can hear our words.

>> No need for words.

I can't expect you to understand why I

did what I felt I must.

>> If Spotted Elk is not returned before

the time the sun rests, the Yamperea

will make war.

>> Are you sure you want war? After having

seen what peace has meant to your

people?

>> And I have seen what your people's

broken word has meant.

>> Very well, Chief. I'll not break our

treaty knowing that you wouldn't.

But I must explain one thing.

This is the medicine bag of spotted elk.

Contains the picture of a woman who is

not an Indian. A picture of his mother.

Just as Quana Parker's mother was not an

Indian. Was a prisoner of the Comanches.

>> That is so.

>> All right, I'll turn him over to you.

Punish him any way you will. But

remember this, chief.

You may punish only that part of him

which is Comanche.

By the terms of our treaty, you must not

harm that part of him which is white

man.

>> Come in

here, Sergeant. Beg your pardon, sir. I

thought the captain would like to know

that Colonel McKenzie is approaching the

fort.

He has Chief Running Bear with him.

>> Thank you, Sergeant. You may go.

They returned to the fort as friends,

not really understanding each other. But

they had one thing in common, a desire

for peace. A peace they hoped would

spread to all the lands of the Comanche

and one day beyond to all the wild,

desolate country of the West.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

president of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

Heat. Heat.

Heat.

Heat.