All language subtitles for The Road to Fort Alamo (1964)

Inside the bag...

The bank.

Tell the command.

Hey, is anyone there?

- Sheriff!
- It's only 6 a.m.! What do you expect?

If the sheriff would be in his office
at that time of day...

... I'd be the President
of the United States.

Tell me where he lives.
I need to see him.

- What's the hurry?
- I can't tell you.

It's about something
of great importance.

Maybe so, but I wouldn't
wake him up if I were you.

That's a pretty good way
to spoil his good mood.

Why don't you wait for him in the saloon?
Nobody sleeps there, ever.

In the meantime, I keep hammering my anvil.
Maybe that'll get him out of his bed.

10 dollars.

No.

Your 10,
and I raise 20.

I call.

I just can't seem
to bluff you.

Bluffing is an art,
my dear boy.

It takes years
to perfect it.

Hey! Whiskey!

What do you serve?

Eggs.

- Well, better than nothing.
- How many?

Seven for starters,
with bacon and onions.

- Luana! Did you hear?
- Yeah, I'll take care of it.

Final round, my friends?
We've been playing all night.

One moment.

I'd like to refresh
my thoughts first.

I'm so thirsty.

Beer!

Hell!
The same joke every time!

Couldn't you just stop it
like everyone else does?

Relax, my friend,
and bring me a beer.

That's the fourth broken glass
in three days, all thanks to you.

And I keep repeating since three days
that you should bring me a beer.

Where I come from they use to
bring the beer, and not to hurl it at you.

Beer is
a serious matter.

After all he lost
he's still up for jokes.

Here you are, mister.

Thanks.

Here.

Here I am, boys.
And I feel real fit.

- Shall we start with 50?
- No, that's too much for me. I'm out.

Me too.

Then it's just the two of us.
Whoever has the highest card...

10.

Ace.

You deal.

- Pot.
- Yes.

Cards?

One.

I'll take two.

I'd put the blowrag away
if I were you, my friend.

What are you
looking for, stranger?

Maybe for an ace.

Listen, you tramp.
Nobody ever called Mr. Silver a cheat.

And I'm sure nobody ever
bandied that around.

You have 30 seconds to get up
and leave this village.

And I recommend you never
set a foot in here again.

It might end
much worse.

You're lucky that my doctor told me
not to kill someone on an empty stomach.

Come on, move!

You others, hands up!
And move away from the table.

- Go get your money, my boy.
- Thanks, my friend.

Hands up!

You were looking for me, stranger?
Let's hear what you have to say.

- Sheriff, that man over there is a cardsharper.
- You're crazy! Mr. Silver ain't no cheat!

He's a well respected and
meritorious citizen of Wagon City.

Did you visit me
because of that?

No, I wanted to tell you
that the Osage are at war.

That doesn't concern us.

The Osage are only after
the blue casaques.

They won't come to the village.
We don't bother them, they don't bother us.

That's enough.
Give me your gun.

Let's go!

The rifle! Quick!

I'll get you something
for those cuts.

I know a couple of
healing plants.

Well, like I said before:

The civil war
was a disaster for me.

My only brother got killed in the war.
I don't have nobody anymore.

Here. Try this.

My grandfather
showed me that.

If it was good for your grandfather,
it'll be fine for me.

Damned war.

I lived a placid life on my ranch
together with my sister...

... and tried to stay away
from the Confederates and the Yankees.

One day I had to leave, and when
I returned, everything was destroyed.

They had torched the ranch
and my sister was dead.

They compensated me with this.
I keep it in my safe.

"The general headquarters of the USA
commits itself to pay Mr. Bud..." -

... they actually bother
calling me "mister" -

"... Bud Massedy damages
for his ranch and 200 head of cattle...

... as a fixed compensation fee
by way of the Requisition Committee", etc.

This is just a useless
piece of paper.

And what are you
going to do now?

Find a way to make money.
A quick way.

I want to
rebuild my ranch.

Maybe I can help you.

I'll introduce you to some friends of mine
who show a lot of initiative...

... and don't have
a lot of scruples.

- Stay where you are!
- Easy, One-Eye. It's me, Slim.

- And who's the other fella?
- My auntie, you moron.

- Greetings.
- Hi Slim.

Greetings.

- Hey, hello old boy.
- Hello, my friend.

- Who's this?
- A friend, Red. I vouch for him.

Step forth.

Let me introduce you
to the quickest gun in the West.

Where are you from?

He owned a farm in the Middle West.
The Yankees torched it.

Did you hear that, friends?
We have a new owner among us.

May I go to sleep, my friend?
Haven't closed my eyes for two days.

Just go ahead.

The bed's for free.

There's a lot of cattle in this area,
and we're going to get it.

Are you in?

I won't be able to steal as much
as I have lost.

And cattle thieves end up on the rope
before they get rich.

Honest folks like you, tough,
die in their own bed!

And cry after the money
they leave behind in the bank.

By the way.

You gave me
a good idea.

If it works out,
we all might get rich.

You'll see.
We won't take the money.

They'll give it to us.

No! No!

- Let go of me!
- Hold still!

You're plucking me!
Leave me alone!

- Let me go!
- Okay, let him go.

- Take it!
- No, I don't need it anymore.

This is a real masterpiece.
I still got it, even after 5 years.

I once owned a big barbershop
in New Mexico.

- And why did you end up here?
- I had an argument with a customer.

Instead of shaving his beard,
I cut his throat.

- What kind of crap did you use as glue?
- That's of no importance, se�or.

As long as it sticks.

Look.

Let's just hope it's enough
for not getting recognized in the village.

And how will we get
the uniforms?

Stay calm.
We got them, too.

That's the village, boys!

Let's go! Come on!

- What are those damn Yanks looking for?
- How should I know?

Division, halt!

Dismount!

Stop!
Don't you forget it: I'm the lieutenant.

You and you!
You keep watch.

Let's go.

What can we do
for our brave soldiers?

We have orders
to withdraw some money, sir.

150,000 dollars?

That's strange, we didn't receive
any wired confirmation.

Of course not,
the lndians cut the wires.

Let's not lose time,
we have a long way ahead of us.

Look, lieutenant.
The writing is official...

... but I can't give you any money
without a wired confirmation.

- When everything's proper, you have to.
- Otherwise, we'll take it!

- Count it.
- 5,000.

- 5,000.
- 10,000.

- 10,000.
- 15,000.

- 15,000.
- 20,000.

Stop! We'll never get it done like this!
We must reach the fort before nightfall.

Give that to me!

Come on, hurry!

One moment, lieutenant.
At least, please sign the receit.

- I'm the sheriff!
- Nobody steps in there!

- That's the lieutenant's order!
- Let me pass!

Then go ahead!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Be quiet, you damn old hag!
Stop it!

Are you crazy?

- What have you done? You killed her.
- So what?

Let's go!
On the horses!

Jim! Frank!

Where are you?

Jim!

- What happened?
- The lndians.

Damned dogs!

The tribe of the Osage.

Hey, they took
our clothes, too.

- Let's split!
- No, stay calm.

They were just a few lndians
looking for whiskey.

I don't care if they were a few or a lot.
It's getting too hot here!

Okay, let's split the money,
and everyone goes their separate ways.

The lieutenant's uniform
must have gone to your head.

- You'll get the money when I say so.
- Listen, you dirty murderer:

I'd rather chop my arm off
than going with you.

Give me the bag and
we'll split the money right now!

Bud! You dirty cowards!
Bud!

Very good!
Two less to share with.

Come on, quick!
Let's go!

Quick!

Untie them.
Quick! Quick!

Come on, boys!
Hurry up!

Look at that.

The poor fellas.

Look how they
mangled them.

The thirst torture.

Damn lndians!

Come on. Yeah, just like that.
Let's go.

- Good boy. Come on, help me.
- Here I am.

Yeah, just like that.

Are you
feeling better yet?

You're safe now.

Convoy, halt!

Go and tell Sergeant Warwick
that one of them is awake.

- Here I am. I was just passing by.
- You don't do anything by chance, sergeant.

How are you, lieutenant?
You were asleep for 12 hours.

- 12 hours, huh?
- Captain Hull wants to see you.

Damn! What's that, lieutenant?
You hear me?

Stand to attention
and introduce yourself!

Matriculation number, name,
surname, regiment, division?

Where are you from and what kind of
discipline did they teach you?

Please excuse my behavior,
but considering the situation I thought...

Lieutenant, a true soldier
is never influenced by any situation.

He masters it.

Well, will you finally introduce yourself
as dictated by the regulations?

Lieutenant John Smith,
stationed in Fort Alamo.

And him?

Him?

That's soldier Jim Kincaid
from my squad.

We wanted to repair
the telegraph line of Fort Alamo.

- The Osage attacked us.
- And the others?

All dead.
They gave us a privileged treatment.

- Maybe as a warning for you.
- Everyone in the town told us that.

- What?
- That the lndians are revolting...

... and that the road
is not safe.

- Maybe it would have been better...
- Sergeant!

The best you can do is not to criticise
your superior's measures.

Yes, sir!

And you, lieutenant,
report as soon as you're ready.

And do it
in a proper fashion!

Until then, I'll pretend to never
having seen any one of you two.

Sergeant, give them some clothes!
Remember, there are ladies present.

Yes, sir!

Come on, darling.

I never travelled
in a worse waggon than yours!

Seems like you took
each and every road hole on purpose.

Every road hole
on purpose?

That's my waggon and I feel
no pleasure in destroying it!

That's enough!

I'll talk to my husband,
Colonel Collins, about that and...

Talk to whoever you like!
Damned be the day I decided...

... to become the keeper
of this darned chicken stable!

Good evening, Mrs. Collins.
I hope you had a comfortable trip.

Comfortable?
The driver has absolutely improper manners.

I think he even called me
"an old hen".

As soon as this trip is over,
I'll take action against him.

Even if he's a civilian!

I'll inform my husband
as soon as I arrive.

I never had
such a terrible trip!

Good night, captain.

Why aren't you
with the other women?

Comforts are entitled to
the officers' wives...

... but not to
prisoners like me.

Prisoner?
What are you talking about?

Yes, I'm a prisoner.
Now you know.

So you better
stay away from me.

The captain ordered
that no one's allowed to talk to me.

What's your crime?

You're from Fort Alamo.
You should know.

Yes, sure. It's just that
I've not been in service for long.

It's better if you leave
that woman alone, lieutenant.

There's a serious reproach
against her.

We're taking her back to Fort Alamo
where she'll be put on trial.

Apparently she tried
to kill a soldier.

Yeah, right. I wanted to kill him.
But that drunk pig deserved it.

I just hope, if you'll ever
have a daughter...

... she'll never get into a situation like that.
You'd think different about it then.

Soldier Kincaid!
Soldier Kincaid!

You're looking for me?

- Are you soldier Kincaid or not?
- Who, me?

- Answer to your superior with: "Yes, sir!"
- Yes, sure. Sure.

- I told you to say: "Yes, sir!"
- Yes, sir.

Absolutely reprehensible.
I understand those aren't your own clothes...

... but an efficient soldier
should never look like a mess.

- And the hat's too big for you!
- That's the only one I could find.

- A butterfly!
- Soldier Kincaid! Are you insane?

- Look alive!
- Yes, sir!

Your behavior is intolerable!
But I'll make that change.

For starters, you'll only get
half your pay for this month.

- Half my pay?
- Damn it! I told you to say: "Yes, sir"!

- Get lost!
- Alright.

Sit down, Sergeant.

What kind of convoy is this supposed to be?
Women, children, prisoners...

Military escort. We have the officers' wives
from the fort with us.

Even the colonel's wife
is among them.

It's a bad moment
to pass through Osage territory.

You don't need to tell me.
I know it all too well.

If they attack us in droves,
it'll get ugly.

As if someone like Captain Hull would
give any importance to four lousy lndians.

He once had, thanks to his bravery,
an entire regiment annihilated.

Our regiment.

The 4th cavalry regiment
of Pennsylvania.

Annihilated in Springfield.

By the Southern artillery.

In less than half an hour,
just to adhere to official regulations.

And the colonel
allowed it?

He was the colonel.

They reduced him to captain's rank
and sent him here.

Hoping he will wreak
less havoc.

I'm afraid he'll wreak
some more.

I'll stop worrying no sooner
as he's a common soldier.

It's very unfortunate that he's getting
in our way in a situation like this.

Excuse me, lieutenant.

I must say
I'm a little surprised.

This is the first time
an officer allows me...

... to talk bad about a superior
in his presence.

Last year I had to clean the latrines
for a month for doing something comparable.

Well, for me, who enjoyed
a democratic education...

... everyone has the right
to say what they think.

You went to which
military academy, lieutenant?

- The one in Annapolis?
- Yeah, exactly. Good old Annapolis.

- How come you're in the cavalry?
- Aw, family tradition.

My grandpa was in the cavalry,
and my father, too.

Well, we did a lot
of talking, didn't we?

- Good night.
- Good night.

Go to sleep.
I'll keep watch.

- Go on.
- Thanks, sergeant.

Be quiet! Get ready.
We'll scram.

Good.

- What happened?
- The lndians! Indians!

War paint.

There are not just a few lndians.
The evidence is clear.

The Osage are at war.

Captain, take my advice:
Let's leave here as quick as possible.

Indians don't fight at night.
Let's decamp at once.

Rubbish, lieutenant.

Taking flight just because of
a few rascals like them.

Besides, they tried
to attack us at night.

He's lying there.

He came to steal horses,
not to fight.

- Captain, let's...
- That's enough!

The military regulation prohibits
to move on enemy terrain at night.

So we should decamp
at sunrise.

- Hello.
- Greetings, lieutenant.

I'm very sorry
that you're the last one...

... and have to eat the dust
of the entire convoy.

- No need to feel sorry for me.
- You're a brave woman.

You face situations
with a lot of strength.

Why don't you try that
more often?

- What do you mean?
- The smile. It looks good on you.

I can't do it anymore.

I'm not as brave
as you might think.

This area is really dry and bleak.
You couldn't breed cattle around here.

Where I come from...
Aw, I'm sure that doesn't interest you.

You're a strange soldier.

You're absolutely right about that.
You don't even know how right.

Hey Bud.

Lieutenant. Excuse me, the captain
sent me to tell you something.

- Speak.
- May I talk to you in private?

Yeah, sure.

- When are we going to scram?
- Stay calm. We'll leave as soon as we can.

I sure won't let them
shoot me at Fort Alamo.

Death by hanging, Bud.
I made some inquiries.

Convoy, halt!

- Lieutenant?
- Yes?

I was up all night and thought about
the conversation we had yesterday.

I came up
with some doubts.

You did tell me you went to
the military academy in Annapolis, right?

Yeah, sure.

If this is true,
you are the first cavalry officer...

... who went to Annapolis.

Annapolis...
is actually a naval academy.

You can tell that to
that idiot captain, but not to me.

Halt!

There are too many people here.
They wouldn't make it alive.

What I lack in body height,
I make up with my brains.

Don't you think I owe you
because you saved my life.

I saved a lot of
people's lives.

You're a strange fella.

I'd like to learn
a little more about you.

For example who you are,
where you come from.

Why you were laying around in that uniform
next to that idiot in underpants there.

And last night...
during all that chaos...

... why didn't you
jump on a horse and ride off?

Why should I have done that?
Only people who are hiding something do that.

Don't bluff.

That's not necessary.
You already gave yourself away.

If you're not hiding something, your hand
wouldn't have reached for your gun.

And if you want me to...

If I'm not mistaken, you belong
to the garrison at Fort Appleby.

Were you on patrol?

Answer me, when I ask you something!
Were you on patrol?

- Yes, we were on patrol.
- Say "sir", when you talk to me!

Or did you forget the regulations
out of fear?

No, sir.

He was part of a squad
from Fort Appleby.

He must be
the sole survivor.

- What's your name, soldier?
- Carson.

Soldier Carson,
never forget to say "sir".

Soldier Carson, sir.

Hey Joe!
Look who's here!

Lieutenant!

- Lieutenant! Look what I found.
- These are the wages for the fort.

- Show me that!
- Yes, sir!

Well, soldier.
What's this money for?

I have no idea, sir.
The sergeant knew it.

- Where is the other ba...
- You again!

Are you planning on wearing this hat
in an orderly fashion, or not?

You're the shame of this army!
You said "others". "Others" what?

Others? Others. Who said "others"?
I said "others"?

- Lieutenant, did I say "others"?
- I didn't pay attention.

- Don't play the funnyman, Kincaid!
- Sergeant Warwick!

What were you thinking, intervening
in the presence of two officers?

Did the the air of the border
get to your head?

141, 142, 143, 144...

He took all that, huh?

Nice sum, I'd say.

- And the other bag was just as full?
- I don't know.

That one rests safely
in the hands of the lndians now.

Maybe they
threw it away, too.

They know money made of
gold and silver, but not of paper.

You're the next in rank, and thus
responsible for taking care of the money.

- That... what is it, sergeant?
- Aw, nothing, sir. Nothing really.

That's the transfer form
at my expense. Sign here.

- May l, sergeant?
- Sure...

We shouldn't ride through
the Valley of the Dead.

- What is that?
- The holy cemetery of the Osage.

- We better take another route.
- I decide which way to go.

- But you don't know the area.
- But I do know the regulations.

Get rid of those bones
and clear the way!

Even if they let us ride through,
they'll wait at the end of the canyon.

They consider this
a desecration.

Lieutenant, I'm not willing
to change my plans...

... just because of
some primitive superstition.

And you keep
clearing the way!

They used blazing irons
to blind them.

That's a custom
of the Osage.

Sergeant,
have these men buried.

And make sure the women
don't see this.

Yes, sure.

Take the horses and bring them
to the watering place.

Private, get the oat.

You both keep watch.

Dust...

You, wait.

We'll spend the night here.
The caves are abandoned.

But I advice you to stay on the waggon.
That's more reasonable.

You want me to sit all night?
Not in a dream.

I'll have my bed set up
like every night.

Unfortunately, you got to
do it like the others.

- That's an order.
- I won't obey your orders, lieutenant!

- Take your hands off me!
- Mrs. Collins sleeps where she pleases.

Alright, but if she wakes up
with an arrow in her chest...

... she mustn't
complain to me.

Lieutenant, how do you feel with
that bank dangling from your hips?

- Do you want to carry it?
- No offense.

If I find the bag
that was taken by the lndians...

... I'll give it to you
in the name of the United States.

- Who are you?
- Why do you want to know?

Let's just say
I like to understand things.

And I'd like to understand why you
didn't flee when you had the chance.

Did you see the two guys
on the crosses?

Can you imagine what the lndians
would do to the women and children?

If I'm not wrong...

... you're a bandit
haunted by a bad conscience.

Terrible.

Between you and me: If I was a bandit,
why didn't you tell the captain?

Why I didn't report you?

I'll tell you
once and for all.

Look, you are
the only one of us...

... who knows this area
and the customs of the Osage.

So?

You're the only one
who can lead us to the fort.

You think I want to go there
and get shot?

Hanged.

Only soldiers get shot.

Right, I was told so.

Listen to me good:

Whenever I get to the end
of a long journey...

... I always think about
how to get myself drunk.

And that makes me
forget a lot of things.

Alright,
I'll remember that.

But only at the end of the journey.
Remember that, too.

I will.

Keep your chin up, my friend.
Let's try to save our skin.

Just to remind you:
that bag's mine as well.

- Do that again and I'll kill you!
- Let me go and put the gun away!

- Remember, we are soldiers.
- Carson! What's going on?

- What are you doing with that gun?
- This idiot could have killed me.

- He threw a knife at me.
- Say "sir", when you're talking to an officer.

- Yes, sir! I'll repeat: This idiot...
- His names's soldier Kincaid.

You need a lesson.
You'll keep watch by the horses tonight.

- Me?
- Any objection?

You others go back
to your positions.

You're not a good soldier.

Captain Hull is a real man.
He would have cut his pay by half.

Come on, give it a rest.
Put the knife away and stop joking around!

Hello Janet.

Good evening, lieutenant.

If I were you,
I'd stay away from me.

My company
can only do harm.

- Captain Hull...
- I don't need his permission...

... to visit my friends.

- You're not tired?
- I have to keep watch, sir.

"Sir"?
You only say that to officers.

Go to sleep, you idiot.
The horses are well-guarded.

And give me the rifle.

- I had a man positioned here.
- Yes, I sent him away.

That wasn't necessary.
I can guard the horses myself.

I did that to keep an eye on Carson.
He's a dangerous man.

Yeah, I got that.

I forgot that you're
an intelligent man.

Right.

And I'd rather not have
unreliable persons around me.

I want to make sure that nobody
puts a finger on the horses tonight.

Help!

Sergeant,
chain this man up.

He tried to steal
my bag.

Two men over here!

Go, go, go, boys!
Go to sleep! Move! Come on!

The show's over.
Come on, go to sleep! Come on!

Thanks.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Don't mention it.

You'll stay here tonight.

One guy less
I have to take care of.

- What's going on?
- Captain!

He tried to steal
the lieutenant's bag with the money.

I'm getting more and more
stunned every day.

What kind of soldiers
do we have here at the border?

I should have him shot!

- Quick, get the ammunition on the waggon!
- It won't take much longer, Mrs. Collins.

- Trust me.
- Let's move! Come on!

You back there,
hurry up!

- Sergeant!
- Yes, sir!

- What's all this jumble?
- The road is clear.

- We can leave now.
- Not before you explained all this.

I shuffled the escort so there's
some of everything on each waggon.

You mixed the cargo?
Ammunition with food, liquor and clothing?

- Yes, in case we lose a waggon...
- You're insane, lieutenant!

We won't lose
any waggons.

That's a hypothesis
a soldier should never construct.

- But captain...
- I'm giving the orders here!

Put the cargos
back in their places!

- Put everything where it was.
- Half the pay, huh?

It is like I feared. They're waiting
for us a the end of the canyon.

We have to take cover on the island
in the middle of the river.

Convoy, march!

If the lndians get hold of us,
it'll be our end.

Janet, you can't make it!
Jump on my horse!

No!
I'm not afraid!

If they had climbed down
from up there and attacked us...

... it would have been
the end of us.

Maybe they consider us impure
because we passed through their cemetery.

What do you think?

I think that's right.

I think so too, Slim.

Lieutenant.

Excuse me...

Do you think we'll be able
to save ourselves?

- Tell me the truth.
- No, don't count on it.

Bud!

Come here.

Yes, it was a mistake
to have you knocked out.

We're meant to
understand each other.

You don't want to sacrifice yourself
for these idiots, do you?

Let's take the money and run.
What the hell are we waiting for?

Look, these soldiers are Yankees
just like the ones who torched your ranch.

That's our money, Bud!
We risked our skin to steal it!

You planned everything
yourself.

Sergeant! Sergeant!

- I'm here, lieutenant.
- Chain this man up again.

Hey you.
Come on, run.

How do you manage
to be within call all the time?

Janet...

You heard everything?

I should have
told you myself.

But maybe
it's better like this.

We don't owe
anything to each other.

And that unifies us
even more.

The war dance.
They will attack tomorrow.

Take cover! It's a trick of the lndians,
to lure you out and shoot you!

Stay here, you!
Come back!

You idiot!

Forget those
damn dollars!

If anyone else tries something,
I'll shoot him!

Captain!

Someone has to reach Fort Alamo
before the lndians attack.

And the only one who knows the area
well enough is Lieutenant Smith.

We'll offer resistance
until the last man dies.

And if somebody tries to desert,
he'll get shot.

That's an order!

Janet.

Despite the captains orders,
I'll try to reach Fort Alamo.

I just ask you
to trust me.

Yes, Bud.

I'll be back, Janet.

I have to go now.

- I'm leaving, this is the right moment.
- Keep your voice down.

The guards will shoot
without warning.

Bye, Slim.
Take care of Janet.

And help the sergeant.
He's a good man.

You take the money.

You're now the substitute
to the commander.

Look what I'm
forced to do.

Who knows
if he has made it?

Anyway, the lndians now know
that we're looking for reinforcements.

Bud...

Don't you worry
about me.

It's all over
for me anyway.

Get Carson.

Avenge me, Bud.

Just pray that the rifle is loaded,
otherwise there's no getting away for you.

Thanks, Sergeant.

Over there are
bewildered horses.

I'll go back
to deliver the money.

Nobody will remember you.

A lot of people
died in vain today.

Goodbye, my friend.

I'm glad you did it.

Even though now you don't have enough
money to rebuild your ranch anymore.

We will rebuild it.
We have the money.

And now
it's clean money.