All language subtitles for Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman S03e14 The Indian Agent

Well, I see you brought the whole brood,
Mr. Sullivan.

And, uh, then something.

Won't Biden let this call forth?

Same as everyone, I suppose.

Let's begin, shall we?

Reverend, do you have that Bible?

Our town's contribution to this day of
promise?

Thank you, sir.

Now, we'll need a stout lad to hold us
during the service.

I'll do it, Mr. Hazen.

Thank you, son.

Put your left hand on the good book and
raise your right.

We can't yet.

Well, why's that?

Well, Cheyenne ain't here. I thought the
idea of this treaty was to keep him on

the reservation.

The whole idea, Jake, is we all try to
get along.

You can get along just fine without him.

Job's Indian agent.

Means I'm their agent as much as the
government's.

Well put, lad. Well put.

And spake of the devil.

All right.

Byron, do you,

as a representative of the United States
government, pledge to maintain the

confidence of the Cheyenne, to impress
upon it our desires for peace and

justice?

Would you devote yourself to their
welfare and improve it?

I do.

With the powers vested in me, District
Supervisor of Indian Affairs, I now

proclaim you the United States
Government Indian Agent.

Congratulations. Thank you.

Swearing in's the easy part.

Now comes the hard part.

Whiskey, please, for me and my friend.
No, thanks.

Can't just wait. Cheyenne needs those
supplies.

I'll watch this.

Now, that's your hand.

Help explain the reports and the forms
you've got to fill out from time to

And if you can do it without snoozing,
you're a better man than I.

Now, I need you to fill out that bond
for your pay. One hundred dollars a

Success.

Oh.

Now, that is a nice country thing to do.

Well, that's nothing.

I'm going to try some of Hank's private
stuff.

It's just for a friend.

You gentlemen have a problem with
Redman.

We've got a problem with you fattening
him up on free grub. It ain't free.

It's a fair trade for giving up the
buffalo.

Now, don't be so short -sighted.

Bring prosperity, opportunity.

If we're done here, I'd like to get a
move on.

The freight's over delivery.

You got change coming, mister.

Keep it.

As a reminder of the possibility of
opportunity.

And, uh...

Perhaps next time. I think that's where
to start.

I'll go to load these supplies.

I hope.

Is Cloud dancing in here?

Listen, you will find him.

Pretty tune.

I used it to win Snowbird's heart long
ago.

Is that the same flute?

In our tradition, a young man declares
his love by playing a song.

If that love is returned,

the woman stands outside her teepee
until a man returns from the woods.

So you courted Snowbird all over again?

It's a song of gratitude, the spirits.

You see, Snowbird is. Pregnant?

Oh, that's wonderful news.

I can hardly believe it myself.

It's been many winters since my last
child.

Well, there were risks for older women,
but he was strong and healthy.

Cloud dancing must be very happy.

He is.

For the first time, he walks on
cloudless fields.

It is a sign of hope.

Nothing. Ho -ah.

Now, ho -ah, yes.

Your Cheyenne is much improved.

Now, there are precautions you should
bear in mind.

You must rest and you must eat whatever
you can.

That will not be easy.

I know it's difficult to keep it down,
but please try.

No, I meant the herds are gone.

And since the treaty will not allow our
hunters to follow, food is scarce. We

have always followed the herds.

Always wanted the land.

Now we will be different.

What will we be?

Things are changing.

I'm hoping to change them for the
better.

That does not sound like the Sully I
have known.

I fear it is not possible to walk two
roads at once.

Are you talking about Cheyenne or me?

Both.

There's nothing here.

I can't believe this.

What's going on?

They sent a lot of things.

Soap, wool caps, thread, needles, fish
hooks. Fish hooks? My people do not use

fish hooks.

There's hardly any food.

They sent coffee, tea, a little sugar,
one sack of flour, that's it.

No dried beef?

I'll look into it.

I have tried.

I cannot stop a man from walking the
path he chooses.

That Franklin was through drinking.

He has never come back from the white
man's world.

Sickness owns him now.

Good afternoon.

Oh, Michaela. I'm so glad you're here.
You can see there's a special issue on

Sully's wearing in.

Like letting a goat loose in a cabbage
patch. You'll never keep them engines in

line. He's not there to be a dictator.
He's more like an ambassador to the

Cheyenne. Giving it a fancy name don't
change the fact he's the wrong man for

the job.

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they
are the children of God.

Lauren.

Don't you have an opinion?

No. You're not against what Sully's
trying to do?

I'm not against opportunity.

Hey, Mom, look.

Tops, all kinds of them.

Oh, there are.

So many.

I ordered up a lot of new merchandise.

Go ahead, Brian.

Try one out. Give it a spin.

Mom, come see.

Aren't these earmuffs pretty?

Oh, those are going to sell big.

Gone before you know it. Can I get a
pair, please?

I don't know. I wasn't allowed my first
pair until my coming out.

What exactly were you coming out of?

My debutante ball.

They call them sweet 16 parties around
here, Jake.

Well, if you need any help getting your
ears lanced, I've done it for ladies

before. Thank you, Jake, but I believe I
can manage.

Does that mean you'll do it?

Well, piercing may be painful. I don't
care.

I won't ask for nothing the rest of the
year, I promise.

Please.

You're looking at that mirror so hard
you're going to bust it.

I'm not looking at myself.

It's my hair, Bob.

Amazing. What girls will do to look
pretty?

Sticking a needle through your ear.

No, Matthew, you scrape a razor across
your neck just because Ingrid doesn't

like whiskers.

Isn't it so different?

Do you like them, Sully?

Yeah, they're real pretty.

Don't bother, Sully. He's doing his
homework.

It is like homework.

I'll help you if you want.

You always help me.

Thanks, Brian, but according to the rule
book, I gotta fill out these forms by

myself in quadruplicate.

What's quadruplicate? It means four of
everything or three too many.

It's hard to believe all this silliness.

I got 12 chapters, 14 special directives
by the Secretary of War. I got

quarterly reports, monthly reports.

Rules and more rules.

I know it's tedious, but people already
appreciate your efforts.

Why, even large. But I haven't even done
anything yet.

But you will.

You will.

Jason. Agent Sully.

I was about to go out to the Arapaho
reservation for a couple of days, check

their agent there.

Thought I'd wet my whistle before I
went.

That shipment.

I'm short on food.

Now, according to the handbook, every
Cheyenne's got a right to one and one

-half pounds of dried beef per day.

You actually read the thing?

Yes, sir.

Well, there's more supplies and plenty
of food on the way.

Been without for a long time.

I heard in Washington that you had a
unique perspective on the red man.

I admire your passion.

Now, what's new a young politician in
Chicago with passion?

And, uh, a much smaller bread wallet
than he's got right now.

Listen, uh, tell me something.

Do you think that the treaty is at the
state peaceable?

Well, if I call for it.

I hope so.

Because if they leave that reservation,
the army will surely punish them.

This is how a tribe becomes weak. Crazy
water fills their bellies. It is the

only thing they have to fill. No.

Now, we just brought a new supply of
rations.

Matthew, where's the food?

There isn't any.

None? There can't be.

Farm and implement.

Shoes, some clothes, dry goods, pots,
pans.

That's all.

Hazen promised me food.

These promises mean nothing.

It's getting to be a tight squeeze in
here, Loren. Yeah, I'm thinking of

building out.

The town's growing, so should I.

Darn.

I've never seen so many brand new
Bibles.

Got a good deal on them, too.

I could let you have the whole lot for,
uh, five dollars.

Oh, that's tempting.

We've done with sharing for so long.

Well, as you say, the town is growing.

Don't forget the discount.

Lauren took an ad out in the Gazette, a
running out of room sale.

You get 10 % off any purchase.

Ad don't work without the coupon.

All these Bibles for $4 .50. I can't
pass that up.

Lauren, I need flour, oats, beef.

As much as I can get for that.

That's a lot of money, Sully.

For the Cheyenne.

Supplies they was promised didn't come
in.

They're starving to death.

We got so much and they got so little.

Doesn't seem quite right, does it,
Laurel?

Is that your whole month's pay?

Yes. Don't forget the 10 % discount.

I'll take it in rations.

Thank you, Dorothy.

What's your Indian doing off the
reservation?

Dr.

Mike! God, Anthony, hurry!

Carbonate of the morning, please come.
What cause this?

Is it poison?

The kind of poison, all right.

Those men are drunk.

Dead drunk.

What can we do for them? Try to get the
alcohol out of their system.

I don't have enough alum or ipecac.

I'll need all the salt and snake root
you can find.

We'll mix it with hot water. We'll have
them drink as much as they can to

eliminate the whiskey.

Then we'll give them cold compresses.

Will they survive?

I believe so.

Once they've sobered up, some of them
might wish they hadn't.

I'm sorry.

I should have listened to you.

My heart was blocked with anger.

He had a reason.

Who sold it to him?

Franklin says he traded for it with a
long -haired man from a saloon.

Hank.

Hank.

We gotta talk.

It's too dark.

I want you to stop trading rotgut
whiskey to the Cheyenne.

I thought you'd be happy I finally found
some reason for keeping them engines

round.

Profit. You're profiting from their
misery.

I want it to stop.

Some of what I got here now.

Trade. You tell me who's profiting from
whose misery.

Damn engines stole them off settlers and
soldiers they massacred. You don't know

that. Hell, Hank, that ain't even
trading. That's liberating. And the more

like my whiskey, the more they give,
which is the most gratifying part of my

line of work, because once a customer, a
customer for life.

Look at Jake.

Very funny.

If any Cheyenne could die from it, or
from drunken fighting, he'll answer to

Sorry, Sully.

Deal's a deal.

Is that me?

Take it up with your boss.

He's at the general store.

Hazen, I want to talk to you.

Talk? Glad you look painted for war.

You set up trade between Hank... In the
Cheyenne?

I don't know.

Hank seemed to need a bit of intent to
do business with the English.

Now, an important part of our job is to
promote friendly contact between the

Leafs. Whiskey ain't friendly.

It'll ruin them, and you know it.

Oh, I know. The more the two sides talk,
the easier our job.

How easy is things going to be if those
Braves get drunk and attack?

If you call in the Army, I mean, that's
what they're there for.

Now, lad, I used to be full of spit and
fire like yourself, but that's it.

There's more to this job than it's going
to handle.

I mean, what we do is damnably hard.
It's their life.

You never know when you're going to get
an arrow in the back you deserve from

compensation.

What?

Meaning a good trade deal will triple
yourself.

The opportunity is there for the team.

President Grant told me that the
Cheyenne would get a fair shake.

Well, there's nothing unfair about a
little whiskey.

I'm not talking about the whiskey.

Where are the rations?

All those beef brokers, I mean, they're
impossible.

I'll send an urgent telegram to
headquarters in Kansas City immediately.

You better.

Your patience is wearing thin.

Of mine.

We could start a food collection.

Might be Cheyenne day for us, not
Thanksgiving.

Now, that's a splendid idea.

Especially since everyone has such a
good harvest this year.

I can have my tomato patch that I grew
in the garden.

That's the spirit, Brian.

I can't see this town giving Cheyenne
anything but trouble.

Well, if Lauren can turn over a new
leaf, why not others?

He's just gonna clear his head.

You know someone.

Yes, I do.

What are you doing out here?

Waiting for you.

Did you find the answer you thought?

I couldn't hear the spirit clear.

Everything's too muddled.

I'm here, Sully.

You can talk to me.

Talk sometimes confuses things.

And talk sometimes is the answer.

Please, tell me what's bothering you.

When Abigail passed on, I left this
place for the woods.

I didn't much care what happened to me.

I didn't eat and sleep.

I would have died if Cloud Dancing
hadn't found me and taken me in.

Cheyenne gave me things I never had
before.

Filled up the empty places inside of me.

I was a silver miner, Michaela.

We took metal from the earth and we
didn't care much what the earth looked

when we got done.

All that mattered was the silver.

Cheyenne taught me what is precious is
the earth, and that the

spirit of the people is the people.

It was a gift.

I owe them.

If we lose the Cheyenne, we're going to
lose something much more precious than

silver. You're doing everything possible
to help.

There's something else going on here. I
can't put my finger on it.

But I think Hazen knows.

We got here as quickly as we could.

It is known.

How long has she been bleeding? Since
sunrise.

Oh, God.

The baby.

Will I lose the baby?

Everything's going to be fine.

Mix ten drops of oil with water and give
it to her.

You can help me, Snowbird.

How do I say beautiful in Chinese?

Beautiful in Chinese.

Can I pronounce it correctly?

Yes.

And the word for song?

All right?

And the word for love.

Is that what

cloud

dancing was playing for you on its
flute?

Yes. A beautiful song of love.

I could say the words to take away your
pain.

There are no such words.

Is she awake?

I must warn you, she's very sad.

We call it melancholia in my medicine.

You mean her heart is broken?

Yes, we call it that also.

Black Kettle's called for a medicine
arrow renewal.

Sacred arrows represent the soul of the
people. The soul is thick.

Arrows must be renewed.

Because of the like of... Dog soldiers,
they're called for an all -out war.

They're blaming the government for the
death of Cloud Danson and Snowbird's

baby.

But it's not entirely the government's
fault.

Didn't you say not eating enough caused
it?

Well, that and her age made it more
difficult for the baby to survive.

She ate enough for the baby, as I
instructed.

But she thought she could give the food
that was meant for her to the children

in the camp.

She simply didn't know she needed both.

Doesn't change the fact that more food
would have prevented this from

should be asking for forgiveness.

I am the one who did not protect our
baby.

There will be more children.

There will be no more children.

Our arms are strong.

Our hearts are proud.

But crazy water makes our arms weak.

And our hearts black.

Blames the whites.

Wants to break the treaty and form a
raiding party to get food.

Let us break the treaty and rob the
whites of their crazy

water.

Because the crazy water will put out our
spirit fire.

We're to renew our sacred arrows.

We must drink it no more.

We must keep our word and never break
any treaty.

We must find our path again.

We will be a lost people.

A people without hope.

Morning, folks.

Horace, when's the next shipment of
provisions coming in?

I don't know nothing about that. But a
telegram went out yesterday to the

Affairs headquarters in Kansas.

Mr. Hazen sent it. I just want to know
the answer.

I wish I could help you, but... Horace,
it's a matter of life and death.

Is this about your oath?

No, Dr. Mike. My oath don't cover
nothing I ain't sent yet.

Surely Hazen couldn't have forgotten.

He didn't forget.

You wait here.

Hayden! Hayden Kelly!

If you care to join us, I, uh... You're
starting, Cheyenne.

Now, lad, I've already explained.

The largeness of the beef broker is not
much I can do except pester my

telegrams. You didn't send any
telegrams.

You're overstepping your authority,
Agent Kelly.

It's your job to report upon the
Cheyenne.

Are these still peaceable?

Not for long.

You're driving them to war, but that's
your point, ain't it? Is it time to call

in the army?

That's what you like, isn't it? So that
the army can punish them?

What I like, it is the policy of this
government.

Your employer to find a solution to the
Indian problem.

If we break that treaty, nobody will
blame us if we find a final and a

solution.

President Grant.

Promise me something different.

He forgot.

He still wasn't running for office.

I want those provisions.

They're gone.

Gone?

What do you mean, gone?

Jack off, Sully.

All right, all right, all right. All
right, now.

There'll be no more shipment.

No more.

And I'm out of here, Michel.

In a few days.

There's nothing.

Much more profit to be made.

Profit?

You sold him to Lorne?

I'm sending a telegram to President
Grant.

Be my guest.

Where'd you get those arrows from?

None of your business.

They belong to the Cheyenne.

They're sacred to the tribe.

They must have been.

Cost me three whole bottles of vodka.

Lord, those supplies you've been selling
in your store, did you buy them from

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

They were meant for the Cheyenne.

Mr. Hazen had no right selling them, and
you had no right buying them.

Well, Mr. Hazen said they was
overstocked, and he was offering them at

price. Didn't that tell you something?

Why don't you just calm down?

Leave it to you to try and ruin a good
thing.

What I saw last night, Jake, wasn't a
good thing.

A woman, a friend of mine, lost her baby
because of malnutrition.

The things in Lauren's store were stolen
from the Indians?

Oh, they wasn't stolen.

I paid cash money for them.

Anyways, what's done is done.

Most of the stuff's been sold already.
Can't do nothing about it now.

Not that you would anyway.

If I hadn't bought the stuff, someone
else would have.

Maybe they would have gotten to the
people who needed them.

Sully!

Sully.

Caught a telegram come for you.

From the White House.

You're getting to be an important man.

President answered you right back.

What's he say?

What is it, Sully?

Good news, huh?

Beat yourself.

Sure sounded like good news.

You're doing a fine job.

I fully support you and Superintendent
Hazen in your endeavors.

I'm President Lilithy's ex -friend.

Does that mean he likes what's going on?

It means Sully was set up from the
start.

People use me.

They just want to keep the Cheyenne
quiet until they're weak enough to

him off.

But at least you tried it. Yeah, what
good did it do?

I'm done.

I tried it your way.

It didn't work.

I'm quitting.

No argument?

None whatsoever.

But what you would do?

To be totally honest, I don't know.

But I understand and respect your
decision.

I can't stop the government.

But there's something I can do for the
Cheyenne.

I'm truly an Indian agent.

In Isaiah, we read, and the greedy dogs
are not satisfied.

They are shepherds who have no
understanding.

They have all moved to their own way,
each one to his unjust gain to the last

one.

At this time, we usually pass the
collection plate, but I've asked Sully

help us gather what doesn't belong to
us, starting with your Bibles.

Thank you, Reverend.

Truth is, Cheyenne don't need your
Bibles or your ear bobs or your

fishhooks.

They need food.

As much as you can spare and as quick as
we can get it to them.

Ah, they wouldn't need so much if they
traded for good stuff instead of just

liquor. Amen to that.

You certainly ate the food they offered
you last Thanksgiving, Jake.

Dr. Mike's right.

I eat what they brung, and I can spare
some.

Thank you, Horace.

I'll pledge what I can't. No, you won't.
It's not your store.

I'm not pledging for the store. I'm
pledging for me.

Well, you can count me out. I got my
watch and a good horse.

You make them Indians strong, you're
cutting your own throat.

Hey, Kayla.

I'm grateful for what you did in there,
Dorothy.

Well, I had my reasons for that and for
this.

I found out where Lauren is storing the
government food.

Look at this.

It's not enough for a victim to last a
cheyenne month.

What do you say we get it to them?

Say yes.

I told you they were thieving.

Ain't thieving, Jake.

Liberating. Can't steal what already
belongs to you.

And look at the markings on these
crates.

I bought them good, fair, and square.

Why, I could have you arrested for
stealing.

Will you do that, Lawrence?

And we'll see what the federal marshal
has to say.

We'll let him decide who this food
belongs to.

All right, I'll hit with it. Let him
have it. Get me more trouble than it's

worth anyway.

A word, please, Agent Sullivan.

I regret that we parted enemies.

It's your choice.

I did what I had to do, what I was
ordered to do.

Not good enough, Hazen.

They're far worse than me.

Men who take squaws as concubines,
banish them they dislike.

Rulers, despots, some even call
themselves chiefs.

And that makes what you've done right?

I could be in this job, or you could be
in this job, or the Marcus of

Queensbury. It wouldn't matter.

The government will get what it wants,
it always does.

That's just an excuse.

It doesn't have to be that way. You
could have stopped it.

I commend you for your idealism, lad.

But life will change you, as it does all
of us.

Sully isn't an idealist, Mr. Hazen.

An idealist is someone who merely
contemplates a better world.

Sully's prepared to fight to make that
world a reality.

I expect your quarterly reports to be
prompt and in quadruplicate.

We'll be watching closely.

So will I

One

more thing I gotta

get

You want to watch me cook up libation
for your friend?

Got the recipe from your boss.

Drinking sugar?

Hook them.

Red pepper?

Give it a good strong kick.

Where do you sample them?

Came from the medicine arrows.

I ain't selling them. Ain't buying them.

Helpless without your skull cracker.

Not that helpless.

Your courtship song.

It is a reminder to Snowbird of what
was.

And yet, maybe again.

I give you my thanks.

And I give you mine.

For all your gifts to me.