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♪ Oregon, Oregon

♪ Oregon, Oregon

♪ Oh, some men sing of yellow gold ♪

♪ Of battles lost or won

♪ And some men sing

♪ Of lovers bold

♪ I sing

♪ Of days long gone

♪ When pioneers in wagons rolled ♪

♪ Rolled west

♪ To Oregon

♪ When pioneers in wagons rolled ♪

♪ Rolled west to Oregon

♪ The way was hard The way was long ♪

♪ Great hardships lay ahead

♪ When pioneers of old

♪ Set forth

♪ Where few

♪ Had dared to tread ♪ Pioneers, pioneers

♪ O'er prairies wild and mountain snows ♪

♪ And through the rushing streams ♪

♪ They blazed a trail to Oregon ♪

♪ The promised land

♪ Of dreams

Jim Gordon Bennett founded the "New York Herald" on May 6, 1835.

What led you to prove luck in the new world was

the autobiography Benjamin Franklin.

Are you new here, isn't it, miss. Shoemaker?

I do not. I work for Mr. Bennett.

I wrote that speech myself. So save me time.

But Mr. Bennett doesn't want to be bothered when you write.

I'll be back after 3 weeks waiting for dispatches.

to dine with a gem, when Mr. Bennett called me

ordering me to come here immediately.

It is evident that said you are waiting for me.

Be a good girl and tell him that I'm here.

Okay ... Sorry, Mr. Harris.

Yes?

Mr. Harris has arrived. Said you're waiting for him.

- Yes. Come in, Harris. - Thank you Miss.

Good if you write as well as you dress.

It all depends on the incentive.

I have to walk well tidy it's part of my job.

You had enough time to see Polk?

- No. No, sir. - Why not?

Because you refused to receive me.

I understand...

The White House man is afraid talking about the Oregon issue.

It seems so, sir.

Look.

The Oregon Way by Francis Packman. And?

- Read. - Now?

That damn book has done that thousands of failed idiots

leave their homes and leave for be murdered, burned and stolen

inside their carts on Oregon's famous path.

Do you know what the issue is from Oregon, Mr. Harris?

No sir. I couldn't ask Mr. Polk.

It is a matter of war.

I was informed that Polk sent or will send

groups of soldiers in disguise of settlers to Oregon.

I want to check this information. So I'm going to send you to Oregon.

To me? I doubt if I am what is called a pioneer. Me...

If Washington doesn't report on Oregon will have to go there.

Go home and pack.

- Sir, I'm going to dinner ... - Cancel.

Yes sir.

And to Miss. Shoemaker that bring me a smoked herring.

- And a glass of milk. - And milk...

I guarantee that this fame you have of bold man is well founded.

... where you will meet with the men at your command.

they took action necessary to travel in

a civilian caravan guided by army explorer George Seton,

that will depart from West Point.

The trust group will be a unit carefully chosen

to occupy the territory of Oregon.

They will travel like civilians since this mission must be secret.

Repeat this: Secret.

Third: Upon reaching Fort Laramie will leave the group in the hands of the major ...

Dexter, who will take under your orders.

Fourth: The main purpose of mission is to prepare for war.

God forbid.

I ... Sorry, Mr. President.

... for a war. - Yes sir.

And to defend the rights of 6,000 US citizens

already settled in Oregon ...

- The British ambassador has arrived. - Well, get him in.

Add as needed if you need and send it soon

and then go take it to the captain Wayne in person.

- At West Point, sir? - No, at the military hospital.

- He's recovering of an injury.

- Yes sir.

Sir Richard Wallingham, ambassador Her Majesty, Queen Victoria.

Welcome, Mr. Ambassador.

How happy I am to see you again. Sit down.

It was alright crossing England?

The Atlantic knows very well who rules over the waves.

Yes, except some what another occasion.

Like 1812 ...

I hope your Majesty find yourself well.

Who can be bad at 27?

At that age everyone problems have a solution.

In that case, maybe a young queen and a young nation get along.

It is my sincere wish.

This is the territory in which

we will add a star the most on the flag.

The time will come when we will have at least 30 sovereign states.

Maybe even 32.

Nothing can prevent us from reaching to the Pacific Ocean.

Don't look with that face.

The truce that was granted for 20 years for our countries

in the dispute over the border from Oregon is over.

It seems like a tragedy.

So much greed for getting some lands inhabited by red skins.

If the problem were so simple,

his Majesty's government would not show so much opposition.

There was never anything easy with his Majesty's government.

Still, your government cannot risk risking a war

in an inhabited territory about everything for wild red skins.

But we do.

Very well, sir.

I will take care of informing of your ultimatum to our ministers.

Good morning, Mr. President.

Very well, helmsman.

Turn everything to starboard.

- Put the catwalk, Mr. Scott. - Young man, get down from there right now.

Yes, grandma.

- Richard. - Yes, Grandma.

- In what cart will you go, Mr. Harris? - Seton's. Do you know where it is?

- Ask Bowers. He knows. - Thank you.

- Can I help you, lady?

- Remove your hands. No I know you, let me go.

They hit our wagon.

- Why does it take up the whole street? - What happened?

This drunk hit our wagon deliberately.

- Very well, madam. - Is the cart really yours?

The cart is mine. And I hope you pay the damages.

That's right. Look at how I pay.

No, Dad. Do not.

You heard it, sir. You will have to pay the damages.

Brizzard!

- Stop. the fight is over. - Not yet.

Brizzard, go back to the cart.

- Yes sir. - Hang on.

Since you are responsible for it,

will also be responsible for damage to your wagon.

I told you to go.

Forgive behavior of my companion, madam.

George Wayne. At your service.

- Who's going to fix the wheel? - I'll take care of it.

- Ellis ... - Yes sir.

I hope no one has been hurt.

- No, Mr. Wayne. Thank you. - Bye.

What can I do, besides thanking you?

Can you tell me your name. Mine is Neal Harris.

- Mine is Prudence Cooper. - Prudence? Beautiful name.

I think this is yours, yes? And thank you very much.

It was a pleasure, sir.

I better go see Grandma. Goodbye and thank you very much.

- Mr. Bowers? - Yes.

- Can you tell me where? - Garrison.

Then I'll answer you, sir. I got you.

Watch out, Brother Bowers. Please don't defame me.

- What's in your hand?

- The destination, written on my empty palm.

And the other?

The death line and the mount of Saturn.

- Tell me, do I look like a common thief? - I would never think it was vulgar.

Here a real gentleman. From London or Paris.

From New York. I write for Mr. Bennett's Herald.

- A man of letters. - A journalist. Harris.

It is an honor, Mr. Bennett, I mean, Mr. Harris.

Here I have everything you need.

If you're not going to buy anything, do you want to leave, please?

And now, where do we start?

I came to ask you if can you help me locate such a Seton.

Of course, but if it is in caravan the first is the first.

I think I stumbled.

Explain this to me. I got you with proof of the crime.

Understand why my prices do they have to be tall?

They won't have these things inside the scarf by accident?

This is what happened, sir. Suddenly.

You will see yourself with the delegate. You brazen thief.

You don't get up fake testimony, Brother Bowers.

If you tell me how much things cost for the scarf, I'll pay for it myself.

And then I hope you tell me where to find Mr. Seton.

How much is it?

- I'll charge half. 15 $ for everything. - So this is half?

Run away from him, Brother Harris, as you would the plague.

Since these trifles, acquired by accident, they're not even half a dollar.

- You do not meddle, Brother Garrison. - The payment, Mr. Bennett. 15 $.

And do not forget to give something to the church.

I will, of course.

Thank you.

Now let's see what need for the trip.

This good man doesn't want none of your old articles.

Outside my store. Now.

You will grant me the honor of guide you to Mr. Seton, brother?

It's very kind, Mr. Garrison. Think that I will need some clothes.

Let the buyer be careful ...

First, a belt for money.

For the money? I mean if they happen to steal from me.

Yes. And some shirts and a pair of pants.

My cart.

Let me tell you that although your outfit is somewhat rustic

it has the aura of a prince.

And you from one tree aficionado.

You are perceptive. They are apple trees.

Trees that will populate the remote fields of Oregon.

Get on board.

The carts are very tall, right?

That way you can see everything better.

Move your paws. Until sparks come out of their hooves. Damn!

Brother Seton, Neal Harris, distinguished writer.

He wants to join our caravan.

- Do you have a cart?

- You will have to fix it a place somewhere.

- I'll pay for the trip.

- Pay? Here is not worth the money, but work.

This is my cart. Keep your things there.

I'll see if I can get you a horse tomorrow.

Where will I sleep?

In the place where you will sleep in the next five months.

If you can take that long. under the cart.

- Down there? - Yes.

- Mr. Harris? - Good night, Miss. Prudence.

Now that you've joined the caravan, maybe you want to have dinner with us.

And how not? And how did you find out?

Brother Garrison spread the conversation.

- Oh good. I accept the invitation. - Fine. Come on.

Jeremiah, it was a disaster his whole life.

Now strives to travel 3,000 miles to remain.

We have another guest.

- I'm glad you came. - It was a pleasure. Good night.

- Good night, Mr. Harris. - Mr. Wayne.

Where did it come from those combat clothes?

Only use in social acts.

They want to bring food to at the table, please?

You understand a lot of fires and camping.

- And who doesn't? - Me.

- Mr. Harris. Are you a disaster? - I think, that's because I'm a journalist.

- My son is a disaster. - I don't think so.

You shouldn't say those things, Mom, especially in the face of strangers.

Don't listen to Grandma. She wants everyone very well.

Sit down, gentlemen. We are family.

Do you want to have dinner with me, Grandma Cooper?

Gallant, don't give me

those stories. I am too old for that.

Why don't you sit where would you sit at the beginning?

- Did I take your seat? - Do not sit. I'll sit here.

- Would you like to sit in my place? - Yes I would like.

- Daddy, you should preside over the table. - Sure, Prudence.

Thank you.

Lord, at the beginning of our long travel to a new land

we thank the gifts we received from you.

Tonight we thank you for the bread we share.

We don't know, Lord, the difficulties that await us.

But we ask you to look us and protect us. Amen.

The chincha goes around. It tightens up well and that's all.

- Thank you, Mr. Seton. - Have you ever ridden a horse?

Yes. It's been a long time. On a beautiful wooden horse.

Seton, what the hell is it keeping us here?

- I think it's me, I'm sorry. - I'm in charge here.

The caravan will leave when I say.

Don't be so arrogant. I'm not a footman, you know?

Yes, and I know something more. That your caravan takes overload.

- I think not. - No, huh? Remember I told you.

- Mount on the left side, son. - Yes thanks.

- Come on, boy. - Squaw men ...

And that's bad?

Would you marry with a woman India?

Do not know. Well, it depends.

I don't like doing rash judgment

about an issue that doesn't interest me.

Well, here we go. Let's go. Race horse.

Jesse, old friend. We already are another trip to Oregon.

We have a lot of advantage. We don't have to worry.

Everyone on the march!

Acaba se acostumando.

♪ A hundred years and more have gone ♪

♪ A hundred years and ten

♪ Since pioneers from Westport went ♪

♪ The women and their men

♪ To risk

♪ The savage wilderness

♪ With hopes forever green

♪ They moved with faith to reach their homes ♪

♪ The homes

♪ They'd never seen

Alto!

O cavalo pisou em uma pedra. Olha.

Já vi. São arapahoes.

- Aconteceu algo? - Um cavalo manco. Vamos, menino.

Montar a cavalo é mais hard than it looks, isn't it?

- How are your trees? - Blooming and green like laurel.

- How's my writing friend? - I'm a journalist.

Do not underestimate your talent.

In Oregon summer your talents well.

Oregon expects people of all classes.

Seeders and harvesters.

Loggers and water extractors.

Workers and dreamers.

What will you do? Work or dream?

I am the one who took trees, apple trees to Oregon.

The poet who makes odes to the future orchards will sing to my trees.

They are trees of health and beauty.

I will plant them and you will write about them.

It's a day, they will feed their children.

- You seem in love with them. - You are perceptive.

- Did you repair my clothes? - It would be hard not to notice.

- This is my wedding coat. - My most sincere congratulations.

Yes congratulate me for escaping from the claws of a devil.

I was abandoned before the altar. Scorned like a sick animal.

Betrayed by a close friend.

I take this jacket on the trip, partly to take advantage of it,

Who made me was a great tailor.

And partly to remind me that I never I must talk about love to a woman.

- Trees are my women. - And inspire more confidence ...

Carts! Forward!

Abby, look what I found.

The Oregon way.

We'll go home if ... you want.

No. No. This old tree couldn't take root here.

You have a dream. It is something that never had.

- I know, Mom, but ... - Now shut up.

I would like to hear that song.

- I can go? - Yes.

- Can I go too, uncle? - Yes of course.

Are you looking for something?

- I didn't believe you heard me. - Yes I heard.

- Nice night, huh? - Yes.

When I went to drink water, Jesse took me out the kettle and hit me with the barrel.

- Why did it? - It's one of your old tricks.

When the barrel tosses the tadpoles go to the bottom in a hurry.

Tadpoles?

Go...

- You miss the mountains, don't you? - Yes, I miss you. Yes sir.

I grew up in them. I got married there. And in them my children were born.

Where's your family?

Boy, I'm what they call it a "squaw" man.

I married a Sioux Indian.

One night, while I was hunting,

a group of arapahoes invaded our village.

When I came back, the only one who I found alive was old Jesse.

They cut out their tongue to that I couldn't say anything.

It happened a long time ago. Yes, a long time ago.

But go wherever I always go i take the mountains within min.

A man takes many things inside. Many things.

Damn you fool!

Quiet! Put the gun down.

Want to see how they burn our carts, Mr. Wayne?

Why they came in the middle of the night?

Just to take a look.

It’s lucky that it’s useless with the rifle.

Why didn't they answer to Decker's shot?

For the Indians to shoot in the air it is a sign of peace.

So the gun is unloaded. believed that I shot.

Jesse. Put the horses inside the circle.

- Do I accompany your cart? - Thank you, Mr. Wayne.

Mr. Harris ... Mr. Harris.

- Were they wild Indians? - No, Richard. They were our friends.

- Can I help you, sir? - I told you not to call me sir.

It's the tradition. Pardon.

COMPANY OF US ARMY

- Any sick, sir? - Grandma Cooper.

Have you had a fever before?

This is already the third time.

Well, ma'am ... Take this. It will help to heal.

Will be fine?

Clearer than yes.

♪ I hear him at the twilight hour ♪

Prudence.

♪ He speaks to me

♪ So soft and low

♪ The message that he brings

You used to sing this song, remember?

- Yes mom. - Sing for me.

♪ He says I'm never, never ♪

♪ Never alone

♪ That forever, ever

♪ Ever I'm his own

♪ The still, small voice is filled with purest love ♪

♪ I know it comes from heav'n above ♪

♪ He says I'm never, never

♪ Never alone

♪ That forever ever

♪ Ever I'm his own

Looking for a shooting star?

I think so.

- And have you found one yet? - Yes. And I made a wish.

She will die.

- Thanks for your company. - I like to be with you.

Not only when you cry.

♪ The blazing sun

♪ Beat down upon the parched

♪ And dusty plain

♪ Each mile that led to Laramie was one ♪

♪ With thirst and pain

♪ The dry wind

♪ Blew the clouds away

♪ As though with Satan's breath ♪

♪ In faith alone the train moved on ♪

♪ The faith

♪ That conquers death

DRY CENTER.

There is no cloud in the sky.

- Aren't we near a river? - There are no rivers here. Just streams.

- How many is it missing? - Three or four days.

- Water will start to run out. - It's scarce.

Thanks for telling me that. Cool.

The rain always makes me feel I miss my garden in England.

- But ... - Sometimes yes. I would like to come back

to Lonesville to practice law.

Well, back to our subject ...

Your government made a proposal on the subject of unacceptable Oregon.

Why are you so interested on a border so far?

Why does the government of England is further away?

They act like that by tradition, Mr President.

And I for my country, Mr. Ambassador.

Can transmit to your government my counter proposal.

The border of the territory of Oregon it will be at a latitude of 54º 40 ".

It's my last word.

- Is there no other option? - 54º 40, Mr. Richard.

- And if not? - The war.

- This water you were talking about, Seton? - Shut up, Decker.

Shut up? Shut up?

We paid a lot for this bastard guide us through the plain.

This is all his fault.

How far is it the next brook?

Five days away, maybe six.

We will gather all the water in the caravan.

I will take care of rationing it.

How can you take it drink whiskey in that heat?

- With whiskey you can always take it. - Maybe you can.

There is a doctor at Fort Laramie.

how much time will it take to arrive?

A couple of weeks.

Two weeks...

Four... And five.

- Four. - A...

- How's Granny doing? - The fever didn't go down.

Give it to her.

- But it's your ration. - She needs it more than me.

Seton said that there is a stream near here.

If we're lucky we'll be back with water.

That, sir, was my best specimen. The only one with leaves.

Damn coyote. We dying of thirst and you steal the water.

- I used it on my part. - He's a dirty thief coyote.

It was my ration. I just used my feed.

Quiet! Leave my trees alone.

Hey, Prudence. A fight.

It rains. It rains! It rains!

Rain!

Grandmother. It's raining.

Bring your bucket, son.

They plan to continue until one of the two drown?

Well, we'll be done another day.

Now I have an interview with a sip of water.

Someday I will kill you.

It's raining, mom. Wake up. Did you hear me?

♪ ... gather at the river

♪ The beautiful, beautiful river ♪

♪ We'll be gathered at the river ♪

♪ That flows by the throne of God ♪

♪ Yes, we shall gather at the river ♪

♪ The beautiful, beautiful river ♪

♪ Yes, we shall gather at the river ♪

♪ That flows by the throne of God ♪

Amen. Amen.

♪ By now, the weary pioneers ♪

♪ Had reached the hostile land ♪

♪ Where Indians and renegades in secret council planned ♪

♪ The ambush and the massacre

♪ Of every mother's son

♪ Who blazed a trail so long ago ♪

♪ The trail to Oregon

- What a pack. - Yes, but they're dying out.

Now put the powder.

The gun is assembled.

It fits with this.

Now, the ammunition.

I put all the bullets.

- It has a large audience, Ellis. - Yes.

Never seen a gun as impressive as that.

Because this is worth six weapons.

Instead of firing a shot, you can shoot six.

It's new. Invented by one Sam Colt.

How it works?

Pull back the slapper and the drum prepares the thing.

- The thing? - The bullet.

Look at this. Stand aside, John.

- Can you do it again, Mr. Ellis? - Whatever you ask me, Lucy.

Good aim, Ellis. And good weapon.

- Do you want to leave now? - Yes sir.

Mr. Wayne, I saw that this gun has the inscription "Company B" was recorded.

What makes it the property of government. I am wrong?

Your mistake is to ask.

- Bother the questions. - Only the man who makes them.

Too bad, because my job rests on that.

I suggest you go to the east to ask questions.

In the west it could cost you your life.

- What is it? - A warning.

Old friends, Jesse. Arapahoes. They want something.

And what do they want? Horses? Food? What?

They want me.

There is ... there is no more than one.

- Are you sure? - Of course yes.

Take charge and go to that depression in the hills.

You can see Fort Laramie de la.

Thank you, Harris.

Go on, Jesse. you... took revenge. Finally.

And they too. Revenge is not good.

It is not good for anyone. It's not good.

Jesse, put your cart behind. From now on, I will be in charge.

You will also go after.

I no longer have any doubts about who it is you and why you make this trip.

I gave you an order, Mr. Harris.

I will send an order to my newspaper as soon as you get the chance.

I intend to explain in my article that of course

you are in charge secondment.

- I can prevent your dispatch. - And I'll send another one, Captain Wayne.

Because it's my right, isn't it?

- Brizzard. - Yes sir.

Watch Mr. Harris. convince you of to stay inside your cart.

I will not lose sight of you.

After you, Mr. Harris.

Not you, your sister.

- Weren't you in custody? - A cart is not a prison.

I'm sorry I woke you up, but I wanted to say goodbye.

- Bye? - Mr. Harris.

Mr. Wayne, you shouldn't be in bed?

- I told you to stay in the cart. - I just wanted to get some air.

I am going to keep Mr. Brizzard company. That must be snoring.

He's a charming man. Good night, Prudence. Mr. Wayne.

Captain...

- You are drunk. - No, captain.

And your gun? And your knife?

- And your horse? - And thanks for your horse.

My horse is not.

- Daisy ... - Daisy your horse went with Harris.

Under military regulation you would be shot.

Take my horse and go after him.

- Now? - Now.

Yes sir.

- If necessary, shoot him. - It will be a pleasure.

If you run away again I will catch you like your mother's India.

Get down and water the horses.

And don't try to run away again.

- Hello, Gabe. - Where are the soldiers?

- This is dead, Clayman - I am not right.

they rode out to the south.

Ah yes? And will they come back?

They took everything. Including part of my business.

Won't you tell me that does it lower the price of my skins?

The skins are good, but ... Who will want to buy?

Yourself.

Hello how are you? I'm Neal Harris, and my traveling companion, Daisy.

You don't speak my language, Daisy.

I don't speak yours either so we are even.

Although I don't think it matters much. Here we are.

You don't understand my language nor I yours neighs, but we get along well.

You know? Never seen an Indian so far.

Of course he had seen us paintings, but never a real one.

I didn't know they were so beautiful. You are very beautiful.

Thank you, Mr. Harris.

Oh, you fooled me.

I knew this was going to happen to me. I knew.

Let's go?

Now get your skins and get out of here.

You're not going to shoot anyone, Clayman. And less about me.

I hoped he had the courage to kill your father, don't you, Shona?

Someone will kill you. Before or after.

You'll see what's good when we get back the mountains. You can prepare.

- Give me 100 $. It is a fair price. - I said I don't have it.

Then I will knock you out.

Hey, a moment, gentlemen.

It's not my intention meddle in what

could be your way doing business,

but I wanted to suggest a way a little less bloodthirsty.

- Who are you? - Neal Harris, journalist.

I have to send a

correspondence to New York

And this is my proposal.

I'll give you $ 100 for the skins and 100 more if you can

let my dispatch arrive to the West Point telegraph operator.

I'll take care of taking you there. Give me the money.

I'll pay as soon as I write. It will take me a minute.

Just a moment. Any deal done on

my store, give me the entitled to a commission.

You can keep the skins.

- The paper and ink are here. - Thank you.

It didn't take long to reach me.

Is there a back door?

For an extra commission, there is.

For another $ 100 I would hide you in the village of Shona.

I think Bennett can afford it. Well, I'll give you another $ 100.

Won't hide it among red skins, isn't it?

What is wrong?

Bring the horses on the back.

This seems abandoned. Very quiet, yes sir.

- Six seven... - Where are the soldiers?

They all left. Huit ...

- Any messages for George Wayne? - I'll see.

Just a letter for captain George Wayne.

- I'm Captain Wayne. - You don't look like a captain.

I inform you that the U.S. has entered at war with Mexico and order that

go with your men to Buenavista and be under the General's orders. Taylor.

It was really weird. When soldiers left, some of them said.

Remember "Álamo".

What is a poplar?

- Look, bullets. - I have to talk to you alone.

Look, Daddy, bullets.

Want a few bullets, son?

Tell me please, how much?

- One cent, how many do I put? - Is it the cheapest you have?

There may be something that costs less than a penny?

At least I could give the boy one as a gift, don't you think?

What is going on? Don't you have a penny?

- No sir. - And why do you ask the price?

I didn't know what to say to you.

I had never heard a equal nonsense.

Why should I give something someone you've never seen?

I don't know what kind of people reaches the west lately.

How your kids want bullets they intend to charge themselves.

- Look, I need to talk to you. - They have already solved the problem

from Oregon and I ... I received new orders.

- Do you have to return to the east? - Not east. South.

We are at war with Mexico.

Prudence, I ...

Nobody knows how long it will last this war and ...

Well, you will see. Well, I ...

It doesn't matter how long it lasts. I will wait for you.

- In Oregon? - Or anywhere else.

What did they do to this man? You have to let him go, Hasting.

- I don't think they're willing. - Do something. It's very bad.

- Get him! take off your clothes! - Quiet. Tell them to release me.

This will not be missed.

Put it together with each other.

Tie it up.

- Damn renegade. - Yes, squirm.

There will be plenty of time to squirm.

Like mountain men, when butchers kill

our buffalo and our hunt.

And the soldiers expel the Indians of their own lands.

To starve to death.

If you want anything ... a shout.

What?

What do you think they will do to us?

Ask the High Hat Chief.

- I'm not kidding. - Do you think I do?

I've been here for two days.

You'll see tomorrow when you swell your tongue.

We may not last as long.

Maybe I would like a sip.

I wish you had my whip and was not tied up.

Now ask me for forgiveness, soldier.

Will you ask for forgiveness?

Are you going to ask me for forgiveness, soldier?

Ask, Brizzard. Thirst is not a dishonor.

- I ask for forgiveness. - Fine. So I like it.

Now I want to hear it again and I will set you free.

- How many do I have to order? - As many as I want.

Pardon.

Get up, soldier.

- What are you going to do to him? - Worry about what I will do to you.

Why do you do this for me?

- A good answer. - Go quickly, they're gone.

My father and the warriors

drive to the fort. You will have to warn them.

- How shall we do? - Riding fast. Come on.

The Indians come attack the fort.

- Who gave you that information? - The girl.

They captured Brizzard and me. She released me.

It's true, captain.

get the new weapons. And distribute it among civilians.

Teach them how to carry them and shoot them.

- Yes sir. Bring those weapons. - Yes sir.

The men who have the colt will be placed on these walls.

If the Indians knock down the door or climb the walls

go back to these two sheds and keep shooting.

There they are!

And remember. These weapons are six shots.

Tell me. Take positions.

- There they are. They're coming. - Hey, Daddy, we can see.

- Guys, get out of there now. - How boring.

A cart is approaching, captain.

- How many? - I only see the driver.

It's Brizzard.

Open the doors and let him in.

How did you escape? And the cart?

Here comes the first group!

Close those doors.

- They're in the cart. - Shoot!

Now you’ll see.

Here! Here!

The second group, captain!

Take this cart at the entrance and quickly.

Jackson, take the mules for entry.

Guys, come inside!

Get out of there!

Daddy, daddy!

I hate you, hate you, hate you!

Let's get out of here!

For this reason renego meu povo.

Em frente!

Acabo de falar com o Clayman para que envie meu despacho ao West Point.

E também a minha demissão.

♪ One hundred years and more have gone ♪

♪ One hundred years and ten ♪

♪ But time can never dim the fame ♪

♪ Of those heroic men

♪ Who never faltered on the trail ♪

♪ Until the West was won

♪ Those men of old in wagons rolled ♪

♪ Rolled west to Oregon

♪ Oregon, Oregon

♪ Oregon

♪ Oregon