Original subtitles

-A sip of water, Sir? -Not now, thank you.

It's like the earth had swallowed them.

Halt!

At your orders, Sir! A group of Apaches are fleeing towards the mountains.

-Where did they come from? -Apparently, from the ruins of Doomed Fort.

Bugler, sound the charge.

We must catch them. Forward!

It's useless trying to catch them, Lieutenant. They are way ahead of us.

In marching column to Doomed Fort.

In marching column!

Halt!

There is no sign of life. Gallop!

Lieutenant, I think we have arrived too late. This must have been hell.

-Take command of the 2nd Squad and surround the Fort! -Yes, Sir!

First Squad, come with me!

Corporal Crays!

Captain!

It's nothing. Take cover!

Don't worry about me. Search the Fort.

They have shot me from the left side of the palisade .

Don't move!

I know this man. His name is Paul Driscoll. He must have become crazy.

He was shooting everywhere, like he was hallucinating.

Take care of him. He is the only one who can tell us what happened here.

Lieutenant.

Bury the dead and grab anything you can find to identify them.

Sir. -What's it?

Look at this.

Smuggled arms for the Indians.

Swords on your shoulders!

Swords in the sheaths!

In column of two!

The defendant, while pretending to be settler on his way to take over his land,

did manage to join the wagon train.

Paul Driscoll was in agreement with Geronimo

to supply the Indians with weapons, ammunition and whisky.

The wagon train, chased by the Apache, sought refuge in the ruins of Doomed Fort,

where all of them died.

This is why he shot at the troops and wounded one of

the officers, and afterwards he pretended to be insane.

I accuse Paul Driscoll ....

of betraying both the Army and the people of the USA.

That's not true. -The defendant is to keep silent.

Carry on, Prosecutor.

I have stated the facts. But in order to prove

them, I request the presence of Capt. Jeremy Nixon.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?.

Yes, I do.

Please answer the Prosecutor's questions.

Are you Cavalry Captain Jeremy Nixon, from the garrison in Tucson?

Yes Sir. -Do you know the defendant?

He fought under my command during the Civil War. He was a good soldier.

He visited me when he went to Tucson to apply for land

that the Government had opened to settlers in Arizona.

- I'm looking for Captain Nixon. - Did he call you?

-No, but he will be glad to see me. -OK then. Soldier, escort him inside.

-Well, it's Corporal Paul Driscoll. -Glad to see you, Capt. Nixon.

What are you doing here?

I have tried to settle in several places since the war ended, but no luck so far.

I heard the Government is opening land to settlers

in Arizona, and since I heard you were here ....

You arrived in time. Take a seat, Paul. We'll talk about this.

-Thank you, Captain. -Did you get married?

-I haven't had time for that. - I am advising you to get married

We are no longer the youngsters who charged at Gettysburg.

And if you want to become a settler, you will need a wife.

-Sure. But it's not easy to find one. -You are a down to earth man, Paul

I will speak in favour of your request. But it's not easy.

Becoming a settler is like going to war.

I will remember the old times, Captain. Like, for example, the eves of Bull Room

It comes from Paris.

It has travelled half the world before reaching your hands.

-It's $6. -It's beautiful, isn't it?

And very practical, too. All women concerned about their waist

should wear one.

-Have the dresses arrived? -Yes, they are upstairs

I'll go and get them.

Could you help me, please?

I can't manage to tie these laces. Help me, please.

Tie it harder.

That's OK.

Thank you. Isn't it beautiful?

You should buy one like this for yourself. Then, your husband wouldn't cheat on you.

Please give me the bands.

Even if it seems silly, I would like a man's opinion about this corset.

-It's beautiful. -Yes, but I can't go for a walk that way.

-Of course not. -A man! Leave this place, you scoundrel!

-OK, Miss, OK.

-Get out! -Yes, I'm leaving.

-What are you doing here? - I was trying a beautiful corset on me.

-What? - Yes...I would like a canteen, please.

She's beautiful.

-You pick the one you like. -OK.

-$1. -Put it in your band, beauty.

Another one.

Thank you, beauty.

Stupid Yankees. Did you win a war for this?

Hey guy! Come here.

You won't find anything decent in this den, except for this drink.

Thank you.

Do we know each other?

I saw you in the Govt. office, and that's good enough for me.

Sgt. Blake never forgets a face.

-$15. I earned them inch by inch. -Don't tell me...

Pity they aren't any longer.

Looks like you remain true to your colours.

I'd rather keep this uniform than being taken by one of those people.

I am Paul Driscoll, and both of us are heading the same way.

-I already dream with my land. -You Union guys forget so soon...

July 1st, 1862.

The 7 Days Battle. Weren't you in Chickahominy?

No. Luckily, I missed that one.

It was a nice one for the Confederates. Oh well, both of us are countrymen

but it upsets me that those Union soldiers are going to escort us to our land.

-What do you know about the land? -Only that they are across Apache land.

-When do we depart? - 3 days from now.

A few wagon trains will depart first. Three days

later, the rest will go, including women and children.

Still 3 days....

Do you know who she is?

I come here everyday to hear her singing.

I never thought I would see her again so soon.

What do you mean?

Nothing. But I have to return something to her.

Beautiful woman.

I agree. Would you like to be the best man?

The best man? Whisky is affecting your judgment really fast.

I intend to catch her with this.

Please, which is the room of the lady who was just singing?

Mary? It's #6. Mary!

Come in, it's open.

Leave this room immediately, you stinky cowboy.

Let me explain. I just want to return something I took with me by mistake.

-Get out! -And what shall I do with this?

-Get out! -OK, but I had something important to tell you.

-Tell me. -Have you ever heard about Destiny?

-Yes. -And don't you believe in it? -No.

-I do. - Listen cowboy. If you bother me again they will kick you out of the saloon.

Miss, would you marry me?

-What? -I'm serious. I like you a lot.

-Are you drunk? -Not yet. But I will once you say 'yes'.

-You are crazy, aren't you? -Yes, I'm crazy about you.

Will you marry me, yes or no?

Do you think that getting married is like drinking a glass of whisky?

No, I suppose it's somewhat more complicated that that. But I am a settler

I need land and a woman. I am getting land from the Government

and suddenly I step on you. -Let's stop this.

First you asked me for help. Then I return a band

to you, you ask me to come in and I see you this way.

-Cheeky! -You haven't answered my question.

Have fun with another one.

OK, I'll see you again. I have 3 days to do the paperwork.

Get your things ready, Mary.

-Sorry. -Have you tried walking straight?

-Yes, that' the way I normally walk. -Then don't try to be funny, and leave.

Again, I'm sorry.

-Are you going to drink something? -Yes, a double whisky.

Hey pal, I don't want to interfere with your business.

but you should leave that gal alone.

-Is that a threat? -It's just some advice.

-I didn't ask for it. -It's free.

Geoffrey wouldn't like it if he finds out.

-Who is Geoffrey? -He isn't here, but that's better for you.

-She's private territory, stranger. -Pour me the whisky.

And he still wears his showy grey uniform.

You know why? Because he is a Southern gentleman.

You are right, pal. And I have no patience.

-Thank you, pal. -You're welcome, best man.

Watch out, cowboy!

Thanks beautiful!

-Are you hurt? -I'm in Paradise

Come with me.

I still believe something is wrong with your head.

Now it's possible.

that animal hit me hard. -Are you hurt?

Yes, here.

OK, don't get angry. If you prefer me being hurt, I'll go in there and with some luck...

-Quit the nonsense. -By the way, I'm Paul Driscoll.

-So what? -I suppose you would like to know your husband's name.

-Here we go again. -I'm Irish, everybody says we are pig-headed.

I proved it downstairs. So what do you think?

That's a funny joke, but if you don't stop it will turn into a practical joke.

Don't take it as a joke, I'm serious. I got involved in this mess to help the best man.

-I don't know whether to laugh or... -Please laugh, you look lovelier.

Now I'm noticing that you are dressed. I almost didn't recognize you.

You will end making me angry.

Since we don't have much time, I'll tell you everything. I'm 32, we'll have a farm

and I would like to have 5 children. -And why 5?

3 boys to help me and 2 girls to help their mom.

And why not 3 girls and 2 boys?

Well, we could talk about that.

-That's silly. All men are alike. -Do you know what he has proposed?

Anything. Perhaps taking you to Philadelphia and loading you with jewelry?

-He wants to marry me. -And you believed him?

Yes, and if he asks me again I will accept.

You know how I feel, I want to leave all this behind me.

You are a good girl and I like to see you dreaming.

But when Geoffrey returns you will wake up.

Geoffrey is a cattle rustler and he will hang one day.

But he thinks you are his and he won't let other have you

I will leave before he returns.

You are right, Lucy. It's a beautiful dream

I will never be able to leave this place.

Let's go to sleep, it's almost daylight.

-Going in search of adventure... -This will be the beginning of a better life.

Who knows? I'll see you later. Take the wagon to the blacksmith.

OK.

-Bye. -See you next time.

-You drunk, huh? You drunk? -You won't make fun of me.

C'mon, stand up!

-C'mon, go to bed and sleep. -I want more whisky.

Whoa! Morning, Miss.

-You again? -Remember, I'm an Irishman.

-You want to come for a ride? -I'm on my way to do some errands.

You can take care of that later. Let's go.

Giddyup!

-Mary... -What?

I suppose you must have considered what I told you last night.

What are you talking about?

-Here, Mary. I bought it for you. -What's this?

-That's an engagement ring. -But Paul...

Do you realize that we know nothing about each other?

-We have a life ahead of us to get acquainted. -I'm afraid.

There is not much time left, Mary. The wagon train will leave in a few days.

Mary, I need you by my side. If you want to be my wife we must get married now.

-What do you say? -This is crazy.

Giddyup, horses! Let's get the wedding ready.

As authorized by the US Constitution,

I declare you husband and wife.

Sign here.

Wait a minute. The best man has the right to kiss the bride.

-Congratulations -Thank you very much.

-Congratulations. -Thanks a lot.

Miss, show some respect. A wedding is something serious.

-I have a hard time believing it. -Believing what?

That I am a married woman. That you are my husband.

Already for 18 hours, the same time you have been my wife.

-Don't you think that's strange? -No.

I thought of this since the first time I met you. You were so fascinating.

But I want to be honest with you. I needed a wife.

-To obtain your land? -Yes, it was easier if I was married.

I think nobody does anything without a reason. I, too, had mine to take you as a husband.

-May I know about them? -To run away from everything around me.

-And why did you chose me? -Because I saw in your eyes that you were honest.

You know something, Paul? At your side, I feel I am a different woman.

-And you know something, Mary? -What?

I think we are going to be very happy.

I'm sure I will end loving you with all my soul

because I will give it my best try.

Mary...this is the first time I fell you as something mine. Something that really belongs to me.

We will have to start studying the kid's business.

Can you not have a serious conversation?

Do you think it's silly to talk about our children?

No, Paul. But don't you think it is too early for

that? We almost don't know anything of each other

and I have a past. -Hush, Mary.

This is the beginning of our lives. The past is unimportant.

Erwin, you can't complain. You just joined and have already been assigned a dangerous mission.

I want to warn you that rebel Indians frequently harass settlers

so that they can steal their weapons and supplies

so I warn you to always remain alert and never risk any men's lives.

I will remember your instructions. At your command, Sir.

Good luck, lad.

Let's move.

In 3 weeks we will be together forever. Take care of yourself, Mary.

I promise I will. And you take care, too, you've got dynamite in your blood.

-Try not to get into trouble. -See you soon, Mary.

Let's go, Paul.

Goodbye, Mary.

Geoffrey...

You didn't expect me so soon, did you?

How did you come in here?

Money opens all doors.

Otherwise, I would have used a different key...

And we have so many things to talk about.

We have nothing to talk about.

You see, the evil tongues have told me a tale.

They say you married a settler who was passing by.

You, married to a farmer? I don't get it.

His name is Paul Driscoll and he is my husband.

Why did you do that? Answer! You know I wouldn't like it.

-I don't love you, Geoffrey. -You thought differently before you met him.

Before I met Paul I only dealt with folks like you. He has offered me a home and another life.

Another life? This is exactly what I am offering you.

My last deal with horses was very profitable.

Much better than I expected. I made a lot of money, Mary.

We will start a new life somewhere else.

-A wealthy lifestyle in the East. -I won't go anywhere with you.

-In a few days I will join my husband. -You will come with me!

Let me go! I hate your manners! Go away!

Paul Driscoll. I will look for him and I will find him.

And I never knew anymore about those men until I reached Doomed Fort.

Why do you know this story in such detail?

Mary Donovan, the defendant's wife, told me all. She was quite distressed

Thank you. That's all, Sir.

-Any questions from the defending counsel? -None, Sir.

-The witness is excused. -At your command, Sir.

The accused may testify. You are not under oath

but anything you say will become part of the process.

The Prosecutor maintains the accusations against you.

Did you shoot against US Army troops?.

I don't know for sure. I think I did.

I can't remember any of those events. I was out of my mind.

By the time I regained consciousness, all of them were dead. I was still feverish

and I recall I'd rather die than being caught alive by those savages.

Are you satisfied with Capt. Nixon's statement?

Yes, it is accurate

Then tell us what happened after the wagon train left Tucson.

I was a little behind when I went to join them.

(Song) The trail is a shadow that gets lost in the plains

Where will the wagon train go with its wagons full of dreams?

Trail of the wagon train, looking for that land of peace and love.

The trail is like a furrow that has been opened in the prairie

Where will the wagon train go, with those men who have neither a past nor a home?

Trail of the wagon train, looking for that land of peace and love.

You have been very quiet lately, Paul.

Everybody envies you, for you will have your wife at your side very soon.

-The worst part of the West is loneliness. -Why didn't you get married?

I'll tell you a secret. It's because of fear. Yeah, in that way I am a coward.

When I was younger I didn't have time for that. Then, it was war...

And now, I don't know what to tell a woman.

You don't have to say anything, just take the step. They will do the rest.

You will have to teach me some lessons.

Halt!

Who are you, and what do you want?

I'm Geoffrey Wall, and I'm heading the same way as you.

I was told in Tucson I could join you to go through Apache land.

I'm a good shooter, and I could help if needed.

If you join us, you will obey my orders as if you were a settler.

Of course.

In that case you can join us.

I have a message for one of your men, it's from his wife.

-Who is Paul Driscoll? -Over there, he is the last one.

Thank you.

Forward!

You didn't expect to see me, James, did you?

You are wrong, but I could not stop the wagon train.

We agreed that Arthur would come if I was late.

That fat bartender did not want to come. We'll talk about that later.

The fact is I'm here, and I want to remind you that we are 50/50 on this.

-Don't worry, Geoffrey. I won't forget. -That's good. Keep remembering that.

-Paul Driscoll? -Yes, that's me.

Your wife sends you her regards.

-Do you know her? -Yes. A lot.

Lieutenant, look there.

-Take two men and try to stop her. -Sam, Percy, follow me!

Attention everybody! We are in Apache territory! This could be an ambush!

She is an Apache woman, Sir.

We can keep her as a hostage. Keep an eye on her.

Take her to a wagon.

Excuse me, Lieutenant. She's not Apache, she's Sioux.

The Apaches and the Sioux aren't friends.

Except when they fight the white men. We cannot let her go.

-Strange. Her village is far away from here. -Take her away.

We'll have to be careful.

Giddup, horse!

She was thirsty. She must have walked many miles.

-How! /-How! -My Sioux friend knows our language.

Tabalee is no friend of whites.

We don't want to hurt you. What are you doing in Apache territory?.

The Apaches assaulted my village while the warriors were hunting..

They killed the elderly and the children. They took young women.

-Tabalee did manage to escape. -And where were you going now?

I must return. The dead only rest after they have been avenged.

-Why do you look at me? -I think she likes you, Paul.

-As long as she doesn't like my scalp... -I wouldn't mind that.

I see you have a rebel's uniform.

I had the honour of fighting for the South. I even became a Sergeant.

-But the war is over. -That's why I am a settler.

One must learn how to lose. I keep my uniform as a memento.

Halt!

-Apaches. -They're just watching us.

If they wanted to attack us, they would have done it by surprise.

In any case we must be cautious, you never know what they will do.

They won't attack until they recognize us. Try to get lost with the wagon.

The ruins of Doomed Fort are nearby.

It may be prudent to spend the night over there.

We'll be safer in a place where we can shelter.

-It will be dark soon. -Attention! Gallop towards Doomed Fort!

-Corporal. -Yes, Sir.

Take positions with your men and remain alert. Place the wagons over there.

Unleash the horses and place the gunpowder and ammunition inside the barrack.

-And unload the water from the wagons! -Yes, Sir.

You, Johnny, go to the sentry box! All the others, come with me!

-Aren't you a bit overcautious, Lieutenant? -I'm just doing my job.

-I know Indians well. They won't attack us. -Why are you so sure?

I said I know them well, so I'll keep going.

My orders are to protect your lives, and I will do so.

Thank you, but I can do with mine what I wish.

You will stay here with all the settlers.

And if I refuse?

Why do you want to go on your own?

I want to reach my land soonest, and I won't stay here just because you are all afraid.

Nobody's afraid here.

We will go at dawn, if they haven't attacked us by then.

-Are you going to kill me? -The Lieutenant owes to his uniform. I don't.

-Is that a threat? -No, son. It's just a warning.

C'mon, place your wagon with all others.

Thank you, Sergeant.

I'm just a settler, Lieutenant.

You, keep an eye from the sentry box. And careful, it may collapse.

This Fort is falling apart. Help me here.

You, come with me.

The well is dry, Lieutenant. We won't be able to resist here for too long.

And the horses need water.

-I will take this. Thank you.

-Careful. -Don't worry, step on me any time.

-John, don't get your hands dirty. -I like kitties like you.

-I'm going to... -Leave me! -Leave her immediately!

-Why don't you mind your business? The Lieutenant entrusted Tabalee to me.

Maybe you like her?

-Stop it! -This man was bothering the Indian woman.

Go and help the others. We'll talk later.

-Sure, Lieutenant. We'll talk. -I don't want any fights amongst us.

-Tabalee is in debt with you. -Never mind

but you will be a problem. You are a woman, they are men on their own, and....

-You are on your own, too. -That's different, I already have a woman.

-Why isn't she with you? -We'll get together soon.

If Tabalee were your woman, you'll never be alone.

You'll sleep in Michael's wagon. Go over there, I'll talk to him.

Someone told you in Tucson to leave a woman alone.

And Geoffrey Wall likes to be asked regarding his belongings.

Unfortunately, I didn't know that before.

Because, if you are talking about Mary, she is my wife.

I don't like you to turn your back on me.

When it comes to folks like you, that must be dangerous.

-I came here to kill you. -Just try.

Stop it! What happened here?

-Just a personal matter. -Listen, Geoffrey, I don't care about his or your reasons

But if you create trouble again you will travel alone.

I'll keep that in mind.

Be very careful with that man.

If you need me, you know you can count on me.

There are some things a man must deal with by himself.

Don't worry, girl. Geoffrey won't kill him.

In the West one kills and dies for gold, but not for a woman. Giddup!

You don't know Geoffrey, he'll do anything to satisfy his ego.

I suppose that your husband Paul knows how to take care of himself.

I hope so.

Take the reins!

Sergeant, I know that you and my men see me as a rookie

I want to trust you. My father is General Anson

and this is my first mission. I wouldn't like to disappoint him.

You know about the Indians. Can I count on your friendship?

Yes, and you can also count on my life, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, an Indian is coming!

Halt! Who's coming?

Don't shoot. I'm a friend.

=What do you want? -To talk with your leader.

Let him in, and what what's going on outside.

Yes, Sir.

Dismount!

-What do you want to tell me? -White men friends from Colunga tribes.

Long Knives defend my people. Geronimo attack.

You'll stay here overnight. Corporal, give him a blanket, he'll sleep in the shed.

-Keep an eye on him. -Yes, Sir.

How do you know it was Geronimo the one who attacked your people?

Colungas and Pimas know Apaches well. They are enemies.

Soldier....

Inform Headquarters in Tucson of a Geronimo purported attack on the Colungas.

-And that we have barricaded here to be protected overnight. Good luck, boy. -At your command, Sir.

What are you trying to do, girl?

-Why did you attack this Colunga? -He's no Colunga, he's Apache.

Tabalee knows well her people's enemies.

-Me Colunga. -All of his tribe's warrior have that mark.

No! White chief too young

does not know Apache cleverness.

-You bring rifles? -Yes, they are in my wagon.

I've also brought the whisky and the ammo, as agreed.

Tomorrow, when we depart, I'll stay behind.

-I was looking for you, Lieutenant. -What do you want?

I overheard one of the settlers talking to the Indian. He is carrying rifles for Geronimo in his wagon.

-Are you sure? -Yes. I couldn't see his face

but he's still there. Let's go.

Geronimo don't forget friends. He'll pay you well.

Give yourself in, James!

You are a traitor and you will have to explain this.

Lieutenant. Lieutenant.

-What happened? -A lantern caused the gunpowder to explode.

James!

We can do nothing. He is fatally wounded.

Blake, you take over command.

You are the most capable of all.

-They are Yankee soldiers, and I am a rebel. -You know how to be in charge

and you know the Indians.... Corporal...!

obey him as he were a Union Sergeant!.

He is the only one who can get you out of here. This is an order!

Sergeant...Blake.

Stop at any cost the Indians from getting hold of those weapons.

-What are you talking about? -Paul Driscoll will tell you.

Tell my father that I would have rather

died in combat instead of this way. My God...

He was a great lad.

What do you know about those weapons?

I overheard a talk between James and the Indian.

James was carrying rifles and munitions for Geronimo.

Come with me.

This is James' wagon.

Rifles, ammo, whisky. Nobody must know about the liquor.

At least not until we have water. With this heat, it could be lethal to them.

Rest in peace, Lieutenant Erwin.

Fall out.

Well, Sergeant, I guess I am at your command.

Yes, but stand to attention to receive my orders.

I won't accept orders from you!

Corporal, remember that as long as we are here I am in command.

-All right, Sergeant. - With your hate, you keep bringing up the civil war that divided us.

Why don't you see us united against a common threat?

My brother was killed by Confederates. -Mine by Unionists.

I'm sure both of them are now in agreement up in Heaven. Double the watches.

Yes, Sir.

We must get water. The river is nearby.

-The Indian woman will take you there. -Do you think we can trust her?

-She is telling the truth. -The horses need water

...and all of us are thirsty. -Why don't we leave this place?

If the Indians wanted to attack, they would have done it by now.

I know very well what to do, Corporal!

-Good luck, men. -Thank you.

Giddyup, horses! Giddyup!

Keep the watch until they come back. If they come back. -OK.

If they are not back in one hour, we can assume they are dead. -Yes, Sir.

-Look, here is the river. -I always trusted you, Tabalee.

Open the gate, quickly!

They attacked us by surprise. They killed Sam, Adam and Michael, and also soldiers Andy and Richard.

We lost several horses.

-Did you bring the water? -Yes.

We paid its price in blood. Damned devils!

-Are you afraid of death? -I don't know. And you?

Sioux know that dead go to big hunting prairies.

-That gives me comfort. - Prairies always green with no snow

full of large buffalo herds, and rivers look like lance spears when hit by sunlight.

-But Tabalee does not want to die. -You are still too young.

You don't understand. Tabalee does not want to separate from Paul.

Don't be afraid, we'll make it through this one. Each of us will follow our own destiny.

Then, death is unimportant.

Sergeant!

Look.

They want to negotiate. Stand by all of you. And don't do anything until I tell you.

Give me firearms that settler bring for us. If you don't,

Geronimo will kill white woman and man we have captive.

Look.

It's Mary, my wife!

We have to give them the firearms they are asking for, Sergeant.

I can't do that. They would kill us anyway.

Geronimo is smart, and he hates white men.

They are going to kill her.

I know well those savages. I cannot let her die.

She is my wife, understand? My wife!

-Give them what they want. -Shut up.

Geronimo awaits answer from white man.

-Open the gate, I must go. -Stop. What are you trying to do?

Give them the weapons, Blake.

Stop it, Paul! Don't force me to kill you.

I think I have a solution. Open the gate!

OK, we'll give you the rifles and the ammo in exchange of the white woman and men.

We'll go with a wagon, but we don't want to see more warriors coming close to us.

Geronimo will talk.

This will be a desperate attempt.

-Corporal, protect the exit with your men. -Yes, Sir.

Where are the guns?

Nobody moves until I give the order.

Where are the guns?

In the wagon. But first release the prisoners.

Now!

Board the wagon and keep shooting!

-Paul! Paul! -C'mon, hurry up!

Open the gate!

Stop firing! Stop firing!

They are retreating. Don't waste your ammo.

-You are wounded! -It's not serious, I still can resist.

-Plug the wound. -Help me, will carry him inside!

They killed him out there.

-No, that's not possible. -Is that man so important to you?

I tried to help him to board the wagon, but they hit him in the back.

In that moment I didn't think of you or of me. I tried to help him, I swear.

Sergeant, it will be worse if you move. You've lost too much blood.

Sergeant!

You will have to take over, Corporal. Don't forget my instructions.

Apaches are cruel and bloodthirsty.

Don't let them catch anyone alive.

Don't waste ammo.

And give the order to fire when they are at very close range.

I will do so.

Corporal, ... would you mind shaking the hand...

of a Confederate Sergeant.

I'm honored.

-Do you love him so much? -He is all what I have in life.

I will bring him to you.

Tabalee.

Your wife is waiting for you in the fort. She loves you dearly. Come, I will help you.

I'm thirsty. Go back. The Apaches will attack again.

White woman waits for you. You come with me.

Tabalee.

Tabalee will always wait for you in the grand prairies.

They are hundreds.

I must blow up the gate.

The idea of Mary falling on those savages' hands drove me insane

but it was even worse thinking how she would have died.

I didn't want to live without her anymore, and I just wanted to kill.

To kill and to die in the same way as all the others who went to that ill-fated adventure.

The violence of the last Indian attack and their cries of war were still pounding my ears.

In my hallucination, I still heard their horses' gallop. I felt I was passing out,

and I shot all the ammo in my rifle the best way I could.

This Court has decided to dismiss all the charges and orders the release of the defendant,

who has been cleared from all the charges presented against him.

The prosecution is pleased to inform the defendant that his wife is alive.

subs by OCangaceiro & Hocico

THE END