All language subtitles for The Last of the Mohicans (1936).tr

Your Majesty,

North America isn't worth the trouble.

Let Montcalm invade it.

Withdraw our forces and concentrate our armies here in Europe,the main theater of war.

Newcastle wants to give the country back to the Indian, huh?

What do you propose, Mr. Pitt?

To reinforce Colonel Munro to Albany, sire.

Uh, move General Webb up in support,

and drive the French out of North America,as we are doing in India.

For a wilderness?

For the raw material of an empire, sire.

And what does the Duke of Marlborough say?

I agree with Mr. Pitt entirely, sire.

Ah, yes. Well, obviously,but where?

Major Heyward is ready to take the next packet to the Americas.

He will carry our dispatches and remain there second-in-command to Colonel Munro.

Ah, do you think you'll find any difficulty in adapting yourself to a new country, Major?

British Army has always adapted a new country to England, sire.

You may proceed, Mr. Pitt.
You have carte blanche.

Thanks, Your Majesty.

Your Majesty,Pitt's as mad as a hatter.

Mad, is he?

I wish he'd bite some of my other ministers!

Ah, you, direct me to Colonel Munro.

Well, you'll likely find him at the Patroon's house,a-dancin'.

Oh. Thank you.

Are you in the habit of addressing officers

with a pipe in your mouth?

No, sometimes I chew snuff!

We'll give you a lift, soldier.

Your presence, Miss Cora,changes this Dutch village into paradise.

No, sir, you're so impetuous,you frighten the wits out of me.

This is the first time I have seen your daughter Cora

so gay, so carefree, Colonel.

Yes, mein Herr.

The girl had a sad experience.

The young lad she was to marry,lost at sea in a naval engagement.

I thought this trip might help her to forget.

Pardon, mein Herr,there's an officer to see the colonel.

Duncan Heyward!

Why...

- What wind blows you to America?
- It's good to see you, sir.

So, you bedeviled Marlborough into to granting you furlough after all.

No, sir, important dispatches.

Oh, excellent. At last!

Well, I'm in need of a brush with the French.

They're as stale as ditchwater here.

I suppose you know what this says?

Yes, you're looking very well yourself, sir.

Is it--?

Oh...
Oh, I see.

All right, go and find Alice.

But report back to me in half an hour.

Thank you, sir.

Last time I saw her, she was in the garden with a very attractive young Captain.

Well, I arrived in the nick of time, didn't I?

Yeah.

Looking for someone,Major Heyward?

Alice!

Jove, I've looked forward to this.

You haven't changed a bit,Duncan.

Well, can you blame me?

You've no right to look so beautiful.

As gallant as ever.

You're just as cruel.

After I've braved the wide Atlantic to be by your side?

Yes, I suppose you do deserve a reward, don't you?

Oh, that's a very small kiss after such a long journey.

You know, I had hoped you might have changed your mind about me.

I haven't, Duncan.I'm sorry.

So, no chance that someday...it might be different?

It isn't fair to ask you to wait.

You see, a British officer never gives in without a struggle.

Spoken like a true Briton, sir!

And, Miss Munro,

you may consider yourself in a permanent state of siege.

I shall welcome it.

Come on, let's find Cora, She'll be delighted to see you.

Oh, yes. How is your sister?

Oh, ever so much happier here.

Gentlemen of the regiment.
Attention!

Your colonel has orders.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry.

All officers must report to their quarters at once.

We march tomorrow.

March?

How are you, Colonel?

How are you, Winthrop?

This is Major Heyward.

Mr. Winthrop, sir.

How do you do, Major?

Colonel, I think you're gonna be a little shorthanded.

My men seem to think this is all your fight and none of theirs.

Winthrop, my orders are to advance my entire command to Fort William Henry.

Engage Montcalm until reinforced by General Webb.

The War Office didn't realize that half my command were Colonials.

However, we march today with or without you.

Whether we go or not is for my men to decide.

Let us sound the assembly.
We'll talk to them.

Yes, sir.

Howdy, Hawkeye!

We ain't seen you in a coon's age.

Hiya, Hank!
Hello, Zeke!

What brings you to town?

I've been trapping up on the border.

What are you boys turned out for?

British want us to march up to Fort William Henry with them.

Yeah?

What's the matter?

Haven't you enough trouble here at home?

Men!

Colonel Munro has asked me to say a few words.

Having just arrived from England,

I can assure you that His Majesty, King George,is eager for your support.

I feel sure that as loyal subjects to the crown,you'll be glad to render this valuable service to your King.

Just how far from the settlement will this campaign take us,Major?

To the main outpost, Fort William Henry.

Why, that's a good two days march, maybe more.

It should be enough to remind you that France is our enemy.

Your enemy, not ours.

Sure, we ain't a-fighting France, you are.

We ain't a-fighting no one,except Injuns.

I ain't fighting them,
if I can help it.

Yeah. Yeah.

Wait a minute.
This isn't war.

This is merely a skirmish.

Then, you'd better get ready to skirmish because I've just come from trapping on Lake George,from the border.

That's all the more reason then for you Colonials to join us.

You can do what you want with your own scalps, Major,but don't start telling us what to do with ours.

Hey, where are you going,Indian?

Me Magua, scout.

Come see big, white Chief Munro.

You colonials, by helping us to defeat Montcalm,you're helping yourselves to defeat the Hurons,who are the allies of the French.

Yeah. And while these men are cooped up in Fort William Henry,let the Indians burn their homes,butcher their families!

Ticonderoga see Montcalm.

Montcalm?

Well, that means the French are--

Men!

I've just learned the French are advancing on Fort William Henry.

You know what that means?

If they break through,they and their Indians will loot and pillage every settlement this side of Lake George.

Are you gonna let that happen?

Or are you gonna help us to stop them at Fort William Henry?

Wait a minute, boys.

I believe the men will enlist,sir,on one condition.

If the Hurons break through,let them come back and protect their homes.

How 'bout it, boys?

All right, agreed.

What do you say, men?

What do you say, Hawkeye?

I had my say.

Well, you've learned your first lesson about the Colonial.

You play the game,so long as you don't try to make rules for them.

We were lucky to get out of that, sir.

Yes, you need a bit of luck in this country, my boy.

Who was that man talking back to Duncan?

Oh, a fellow
the Indians call Hawkeye.

He's a scout. Very good one,I understand, why?

- I thought we hang traitors.
- Yeah, so did I.

Well, this is a country of forest.

But I doubt that there'd be enough trees to go around,if we started hanging people for speaking their minds.

Cora, run along and pack.

When you keep one man waiting,it's coquetry...

But a thousand? Ah! Treason.

Oh, uh, Magua.

Take this to the quartermaster.

He'll give you some bagel.

A sullen beggar, that.

Well, he's the best scout I have.

He's a Mohawk.

I had to give him a taste of the cat once,but it... made a man of him.

Yes, he probably deserved it.

Magua.

I wonder what that weasel's doing here.

Him scout for Yankees.

Mohawks take him in tribe.
Make him blood brother.

Mohawk?
He was born a Huron.

I'd bet a rifle against a powder horn he's still a Huron.

a Huron.

Come on, we'd better warn Munro.

It's the petticoats that make it so full!

Nothing like a woman's modesty to take up space.

- Well?
- I wanna talk to the colonel.

They told me he was here.

Colonel Munro is not here.

It's sort of important, ma'am.

You doubt my word?

No, of course not, only I wanted to go...

I'm sure the colonel would not be interested in anything that you might have to say.

He'd be an awful fool, then,ma'am.

I came here to be of service to him.

You, of service?

If you want to be of service, why aren't you in uniform?

Maybe I've got too much sense to wear a red coat in the woods.

Perhaps, you'd be interested to know

that the colonel is my father.

I'm not, ma'am, not a bit.
You see, I wanted to--

I said the colonel is not here.

You're sure of that?

I'm positive.

They come, too?

- Yes.
- You think it's safe, sir?

Oh, for their seasoned campaigners, my boy.

Magua know short trail.

No good for army,good for small party.

Splendid.
You hear that, Heyward?

If you don't mind, sir, I'd like to accompany the young ladies.

Well, that's one way to enjoy a war. Come along.

Short trail here.

- Oh, goodbye, dears.
- Goodbye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Give my regards to the Commodore.

You'll be there hours before we are.

Take good care of them, Major.

- We'll take care of him.
- We're the veterans here.

This fellow may be a very excellent guide,but as a cook...

No.

Careful, Duncan.
You might hurt his feelings.

I don't think he's got any feelings.

Never mind, Duncan.

We'll be at the fort tomorrow.

Yes, we're wasting time.

Here, you! Get these things packed up.

What's that for?

You take 'em trail, me follow.

- Why?
- Magua forget put out fire.

All right. Go ahead.

These Indians are terrified of forest fires.

They can burn up the whole country as far as I'm concerned.

Get down, water our horses.

Don't be a fool, man.

Never water a mount when he's sweating.

White chief right. We wait.

That fellow is taking long enough

watering those horses.

Duncan, do stop grousing.

Oh, it's all nonsense.

Hey, you! Hurry up!

Duncan!

My people.

Oh, what do they want?

Want pale face squaws.

- What?
- No! Leave him alone!

Magua, great warrior!

Big white Chief Munro whip Magua like dog.

And you deserved it.

Now Magua, wipe out scars.

Pale face squaws live.

You die.

Let me go!

No, no! Don't!

- Let me go!
- Let me go!

- Ah!
- Alice, Alice!

Mohicans!

Cora, get me a musket.
Quick!

Don't shoot.

Can't you see they're different from the others?

I don't trust any of them.

If your aim's as bad as your judgment, Major,I don't imagine there's much danger of you hitting 'em.

What are you trying to do?

Among other things,trying to keep you

from being burned at the stake.

If you aren't too green to burn.

You, tell them to stop that!

Too late to put them back.

And scalps to the Indians,Major, are like your medals and gotten by the same means: killing.

Well, we better get back to the main track and join the column.

You'll never get through, you better come with me.

I'm quite capable of taking care of these ladies.

So, I noticed.

What's that? Wolves?

On two legs and headed this way.
Follow me.

Our horses, where are they?

I had them killed.

Killed, you fool, what for?

Indians can hear a horse for miles in the woods.

Come on, grab a musket.

Go on, follow the Mohicans.

Wait a minute.

- Give me that lace piece.
- What?

This thing!

Come on.

Horse trail this way.

- Cora, come on.
- Cora, what's the matter?

- I can't.
- Come on.

Come on! Up on your feet.

Keep moving.

Rest now.

I hate running away like this.

I'll wager that fellow has exaggerated the danger.

Why should he?

He doesn't impress me as a man given to exaggeration.

Maybe Huron canoes in cove.

Yeah, maybe.

Chief daughter, rest.

Uncas watch.

I think I shall.

No. Hawkeye make false trail.

I wonder if he can be trusted.

What makes you think he can't?

Well, after all,

he's little more than a white savage himself.

Oh, Duncan!
Don't be such a bear.

Hawkeye, Chingachgook.

- Come on, into the canoes.
- Hey, wait a minute.

Where do you think you're taking us?

Major, I'm not asking you to trust me.

I'm taking the ladies.

But if you'd rather wait for the Hurons,that's your affair.

Hear that? Come on.

Mohicans. Hawkeye.

Take the left fork, meet ya at Bear Cave.

I'll lead them off.

Hawkeye, look!

Keep on paddling.

We'll turn to shore 'round the next bend.

Ooh, that was a bit close.

We're not out of it yet.

There's a cabin ahead where we can get shelter until sundown.

What happened?

They've had their haircut by Huron barbers.

How can you speak so unfeelingly?

Unfeeling, Miss Munro?

I knew these folks and blazed the trail that brought 'em here.

This is how my parents died,fire and scalping knife.

Oh, it's terrible.

This won't be all.

With the men at Fort William Henry,no settler will be safe.

Will you accept my apology for what I said when I first met you?

That's all right.
You didn't know any better.

I do now.

We-- We'd better get back to the canoe.

It's dark now.
When are we going on?

Just as soon as I finish patching the canoe.

You know, I keep thinking there's an Indian behind every tree.

My scalp feels very uncertain.

You don't scare easy, do you?

I'm with you and you seem to know your way about the woods.

I oughta.

The Mohicans raised me after the massacre.

I never saw another settlement till I was 10.

And this has been your life,this forest?

Yes.

- Aren't you ever lonely?
- Lonely?

Yes, I mean, curious about the rest of the world.

London, for instance.

A man could spend a lifetime exploring this country and never walk the same trail twice.

Men have only touched it.

Way out beyond the Ohio is a land where no white man's ever been.

Every time I open up a new trail, I...

I like to think that others will follow.

Maybe someday build a big city at its end.

I wonder if you can understand what it means to be first.

I think I can.

Something frightened that deer.

Or maybe we did.

No, we're downwind.

We better get out of here.

Fools, separating our parties like this.

Two party alive. Good.

One party dead.

No good.

What on earth are you doing?

Listen to beaver, downstream.
Indian sentry.

When canoe come,beaver flap tail.

Hawkeye bring sister soon.

Oh, I do hope so.

Hawkeye find way.

Like Indian.

Hawkeye same as Uncas' brother.

And the other one?
Is he your father?

Chingachgook. Sagamore.
Great Chief of Mohican.

And you?

Uncas, little chief.

This mean Mohican chief.

Mohican?

Are you taking us to your people?

All my people gone,killed in Huron war.

Once, many warrior in tribe.

For many summer, this our hunting ground.

Now, only Chingachgook and Uncas left.

You're all alone.

So am I.

Hmm?

My warrior died in the sea.

A chief?

In your way of speaking, yes.

Then your son would be his...

A chief.

Makes a nice dream sometimes.

Here. You eat.

Mohican Chief no wait on squaw.

Someone come.

- Thank heaven, you're safe!
- Alice! We were so worried.

- Cora, you weren't afraid?
- No, not at all.

- We were perfectly safe.
- Duncan...

I think you owe this scout an apology.

Well, I apologize for mistrusting him,but I shan't forget his insolence.

There's lots of time

to settle our differences,Major.

In the meantime,we got to think of the ladies.

I agree.

I suggest we get some sleep now,leave at sunrise.

We leave now or we'll never see the sunrise.

Come on.

Any sign of Major Heyward's party yet?

Not yet, sir.

I wouldn't worry about that, sir.

One of the horses may have gone lame.

Look.

There's a flicker in the wood.

Those are picket fires!

It's the French!
Sound the alarms!

- Yes, sir.
- Montcalm's got us surrounded.

Cora! Alice!

They will never get through.

I hope your earthworks are good to last, Captain.

Our British friends are not too hospitable.

We may be knocking at their door for months.

Wait!

We brought you here to shoot Redcoats.

Not floating logs.

Log float against wind.

My darlings,you're safe at last.

You're safe. Come.

Are you hurt, my dear?

Oh, my poor dears!
Just look at you.

Take them to the quarters,Get them dry clothes!

I'm all right, father.

I'm very grateful.
I'll never forget this.

Oh, don't thank me, sir.

The credit belongs to this scout.

I haven't suspected you as an ally.

I'm not.

My only reason for helping the major was because of the ladies.

At any rate, accept my thanks.

Will you come to the colonel's quarters later?

I'd like to thank you also.

I'll tend to that, my dear.
I'll reward him personally.

Major, any reward I got coming from you,

I can do without.

Alice, need you be so familiar with that fellow?

Duncan, you're talking like a fool.

On active service,discipline's an important thing.

I was only thanking him for saving our lives.

Well, need you be so effusive about it?

After all, you're the colonel's daughter, you know?

When you say things like that, Duncan,

I like to think that it's the army talking,not the man.

How many Yankees in the fort, Magua?

Two thousand.

And their wagons?

Fifteen wagons.

They'll be short of provisions soon.

We start pounding tonight,Monsieur.

Good night, sir.

We leave as soon as the moon sets.

I wonder if we'll ever meet again.

Some trail cross many time.

Some trail cross only once.

I shan't forget you, Uncas.

As many dawn as are mine,so many shall my prayer to the Great Spirit be for the one with the moon in her hair.

Pale face squaw,no good Mohican.

Fair hair make heart of Uncas weak like water.

You can't blame him, Sagamore.

Hawkeye's heart weak like water.

You were going to leave without coming to see me?

I'm not much of a hand at saying goodbye.

But, you'll never get through.

Sagamore and I will have to take our chances.

Tell me, why are you going?

Well, I...

I haven't changed my mind.

The Colonials made a mistake when they came here and there's not much reason for me to stay.

It seems you have a healthy contempt for everything British,haven't you?

I haven't noticed the British busting in the cheers whenever they see me.

That's because they don't know you as I do.

Chances are, you'll be court-martialed,if they catch you talking to me.

I came to ask you to stay.

You know I don't belong here.

There's a fence between your world and mine.

And you have a trail to follow?

Mm-hmm.

You know, it's a very sad trail, leads back to no one.

There's an old Indian saying,

"A trap awaits the otter who follows the same trail twice."

No, it just doesn't make sense,you and me being friends.

I don't care whether it makes sense or not.

I'm asking you to forget logic and reason.

Won't you please stay?

Looks like Montcalm means business.

Yes.

We're surrounded and badly outnumbered.

We need every rifle.

Sounds like the French have changed my mind.

For the colonies!

Shoot straight and true!

Put your faith in heaven and keep your powder dry!

Now, comes the rifles!
Fire rapidly!

It's a war, you men!
Don't fall back!

Double duty like this calls for full rations,not hardtack and water.

Courage, my boy.

Let us praise the Lord,that He may vouch safe to us as to the Israelites,

His manna in this wilderness.

Even if it is made of plaster.

Attention!

At ease.

No sign of reinforcements yet?

- None, sir.
- I can't understand it.

We're only 15 miles from Fort Edward.

Webb's had over 10 days to get here.

It's possible that his reinforcements from England haven't arrived, sir.

But the War Office assured me they'd be sent at once.

War Office!

They don't know this confounded wilderness.

I could lose an army between here and New York.

Poor devils.

A soldier is cursed to suffer in silence.

A soldiers' privilege, sir.

Pity we haven't more men to fight.

Or less to die.

But, surely, sir, the French couldn't have intercepted

all our runners?

Well, what else?

We've had no reply from General Webb.

Well, at least I'm glad they carried verbal messages

and not written ones.

Perhaps one did get through, sir.

But the message might not have seemed as urgent to General Webb as a written dispatch.

Yes, he's right there, sir.

He certainly wouldn't ignore a message in your own hand.

If he got it.

Well, an Indian might get through, sir.

Yes, we can try again.

All right, let one start at dark.

Yes, sir.

All clear, Heyward?

All clear at the outer defenses, sir.

Pity we couldn't hold them.

We could've have covered the lad better.

Guard these dispatches with your life.

We're depending on you.

- Good luck, then.
- Hmm.

Get up in the parapet.
Cover him.

Uncas,

watch shore of lake.

Many Huron canoes in reeds.

All right, Heyward.

Give me a rifle!

Hawkeye, keep it comin'!

All right, go ahead!

Give me your rifle.
Hold this.

- Is he badly hurt?
- No.

- No.
- Good lad.

Take him to the nursing station.

Easy, lads.

Careful, now.

He's my friend, I--

I'm grateful.

You can save your thanks.

I couldn't let this dispatch fall into enemy hands.

- Is he all right?
- Right as rain.

Tommyhawk wound.

Knocked him unconscious but did no permanent damage.

We'll have him around in no time.

You did your best, Uncas.

Chiefs mark my people.

Your mark speak?

It says semper valor.

That means,"always brave," like you.

Your warrior?

My warrior who died in the sea far away.

- How is he?
- Bad.

Got squaw fever.

Ottawa arrow.

Go through Uncas' bullet pouch.

Ottawa like Huron,no good.

Burn, kill pale face.
Slow death.

How many in their tribe?

Many, like leaves in forest.

I think we ought to take a look at their camp.

Hmm?

We can get to 'em through the swamp.

Our brothers,the Ottawa go to English village,take scalp.

Quiet!

Not all Hurons go to village,some stay here.

If French take Munro's fort,we take plenty English scalp.

We saw them, heard them.

Magua's whipped them into a frenzy.

If they and the Ottawas raid the settlements,it'll be the bloodiest massacre the frontier's ever known.

And the blood, Colonel,will not be entirely on their hands.

But, my good man, I tell you,Montcalm's in command.

And I assure you, he'sa soldier and a gentleman,not a butcher.

And I assure you that he can't stop them.

We can handle the situation when General Webb arrives.

He never will arrive.

And anyway, Montcalm outnumbers you and Webb combined.

You're short of food,supplies, munitions.

We'll defend our colors to the end, sir.

And the end will be the massacre of women and children left unprotected because of your stubborn pride.

You forget yourself, sir!

Perhaps I do.

But I didn't forget your promise that the Colonials would be released if the settlements were menaced.

My promise still holds good.

But I must have more definite proof than your word.

His word was good on this frontier long before you came here, Colonel.

There's no use continuing the argument.

The situation demands the Colonials stay.

If this is an example of British colonial policy,we'd do better to make our own peace with the French.

That's sedition, sir!

Well, whatever it is,it's the truth.

I'm under an obligation to you,so I won't have you whipped from the fort as you deserve,but get out of here.

Major, I think someday,you and I are going to have a serious disagreement.

Quite probably.

- All right, boys?
- All right, Captain.

All right, Hawkeye.
My men are ready to go.

Good.

Strike for the east side of the swamp till you've cleared the French picket lines.

The Hurons are holding a pow-wow so you don't have to worry about them.

All right, boys. Now, no noise.

Keep close to the man ahead of you.

Yeah, we should have skinned out of here long ago.

Ain't you fellas goin'?

We ain't got no families,Captain.

Figured we'd stay here and give the Redcoats a hand.

I, too.

When you have no ammunition,you'll need prayer.

Hmm.

We'll keep an eye on the Redcoat sentries.

What, you mean to say you aren't coming?

- No.
- Why? But...

Don't talk. Hurry.

You gotta clear the French outpost by dawn.

Good luck, Captain.

Well, what is it?

There! Stop them!

Turn around to the back!

You, men, get down to the colonial camp and see what's the matter.

Put these men in irons.

Sentries, get back to your posts!

I want to see the prisoners.
I'll only be a moment.

Certainly, Miss Munro.

Hawkeye.

Sorry, I can't ask you in.

Hawkeye, why did you do it?

You saw the settler's cabin after an Indian raid.

Oh, but this is different.

Why, it's mutiny,it's desertion.

Maybe it is, but...

...what they're doing is murder.

I don't know the wrong or the right of it.

All I know is that they hang traitors.

And they'll hang you.

Knowing Redcoats,

I bet they don't tie the knot right.

You should have gone when you had the chance.

Why did you stay?

If the fort falls, we may have trouble with the Indians.

I thought your duty was with the settlements.

I guess now my only duty is here.

So it was on my account that you stayed?

It can't make any difference if you know it now.

Perhaps, there is a chance,I can make them understand.

Can't you see what he did was heroic?

He knew the consequences and stayed to face them.

Oh, you're not hanging a man for mutiny.

You're hanging a man for doing what he thought was his duty.

Oh, Father, can't you see how unjust it is?

I'm sorry, Alice.

Duncan, can't something be done?

No. He knew the regulations and he knew the penalty for breaking them.

I can't understand a man sending a woman to plead for him.

He didn't send me.

You know he wouldn't ask you for anything.

He... he hates you.

And so do I for saying such a thing.

I apologize.

But why are you here?

You know the army,its regulations.

I'm here because I love him.

Yes.

I thought that was it.

Alice, you know I'd do anything I could to keep you from being hurt.

Even to saving this traitor.

But the man's beyond pardon.

It's the army, it's justice.

Justice?

Justice?

If that's your idea of justice, then the sooner the French guns blow the English army out of America, the better it will be for the Colonists.

Alice!

You don't know what you're saying.

Oh, yes, I do.

For once in my life,I'm speaking from my heart,not out of an army book of regulations.

And if it's sedition, well, I'm proud of it.

Have you any idea where we are?

We're five miles from the fort, sir.

We better hurry or we won't reach the French outpost before daylight.

You've done well, Magua.

Order a parley, Chevalier.

I'm sorry, Father,but Alice wants to be alone.

It's incredible,losing her head over this man.

I'm recommending clemency for the Indians,but the scout knew what he was doing.

Montcalm is asking for a parley, sir.

A parley?

Well, we needn't grant it, sir.

I don't know.

It'll give the men a rest.

Until Webb arrives,every hour counts.

All right.

If the Frenchman wants to talk,we'll oblige him.

- Send out a guard of honor.
- Yes, sir.

Company, halt!

Right face.

Left turn.

Present arms.

Colonel Munro,

I have known you as a gallant antagonist.

I am happy to make your acquaintance

as a friend.

And I to make yours,Monsieur de Marquis.

I have long realized that even outnumbered as you are,it would be merely a waste of breath to invite your surrender.

You are correct in that assumption, monsieur.

As a soldier,

I know that one of your courage does not surrender until his cause is proven hopeless.

Monsieur de Marquis,I am a soldier,not a diplomat.

You have called this parley for a better reason than an exchange of compliments.

What is it?

My scouts intercepted a dispatch intended for you.

A dispatch, Monsieur?

Read it.

"Colonel Munro,Fort William Henry."

"No reinforcements available."

"Transports delayed by storms at sea."

"If you cannot retreat advise immediate surrender of Fort William Henry."

"Signed, Webb."

This may be a trick, sir.

No.

Webb's signature.

You have no alternative,Colonel.

Your own general advises surrender.

I know the temper of our men, sir.

I'm sure that rather than spend the rest of the war in a French prison hulk,they will fight to the end.

You've heard your answer,Monsieur de Marquis.

- Good day, sir.
- No, Colonel.

I beg you not to sign the death warrant of so many brave men.

Listen to my terms.

Which are?

The fort must be destroyed.

Your men must lay down their arms and return to England.

Further than that,ask what you will.

The honors of war?

They are granted.

My colors?

Take them to England.

Carry them to your King.

I accept your terms, sir.

The fort is yours.

A shoddy end to a career, boy.

No, sir, you did all you could, sir.

Four o'clock.

It'll be daylight soon.

Transports ready?

Yes, sir.

The men will be ready to march in half an hour.

The girls been called yet?

They're dressing now, sir.

Shall I have assembly sounded?

French say peace.

They say bury our hatchets.

Plenty Huron warrior dead.

Our hatchets should be red with the blood of our enemy

but they are bright!

We have no scalp,we are without honor.

There are plenty English scalps.

We get 'em!

Close the door!

General, the Indians have broken into the fort.

They're massacring the garrison.

No!

Reinforce the guards, Chevalier.

Summon the Fifth Regiment.

Alice, it's father,
let me in! Let...

Please! Let me go!

No! Let me go!

Stop it! Stop!

Stop! I command you. Stop!

Colonel Munro!

The girls... Indians.

Hey, you!

Oh, no, let me go!

Let me go, oh, no!

The young ladies,Magua took them.

Magua.

They'll head north to their own country.

Yes, yes, go.
Save them!

Colonel Munro.

I've come to beg your forgiveness.

Forgiveness?

For a victory, General?

I'd rather have defeat than a victory such as this.

As a soldier, I've known both.

But this is the first time I've ever known disgrace.

The disgrace was not yours,General.

No one could stave the savagery of the Hurons.

I'm proud my last battle was lost to you, General.

....

There is no stigma in being vanquished by such an adversary.

I'm more grateful for those words than I shall be for His Majesty's decorations.

We've looked everywhere for your daughters, sir,but can find no trace of them.

But we shall continue the search, Colonel.

Every British officer shall be given his parole to look for them.

It's my turn to be grateful,General.

My men recovered your sword from the Hurons.

I beg to return it to you.

Thank you, General.

I shan't need it again.

...again.

What ya stalkin',
Robin red-breast? Worms?

Well, now, that you've tracked me down,

I wish you'd get on with the shooting and spare me your wit,such as it is.

Tracked you down?
Shoot you?

No, Major. When I go huntin',it's after mountain goat,not sheep.

I guess we're on the same mission.

I'm looking for the young ladies.

Now, you were headed in the wrong direction,better come along with us.

Yankee's warrior,like white squaw in forest,

no good.

It's his right to come.

I'll join you...

...but I want you to understand that I still consider you a mutineer.

And if ever we're under British jurisdiction again,I shall enjoy pressing charges against you.

We understand each other, Major.

They took to the stream to keep us from knowing whether they went up or down.

Uncas, try upstream with the Major.

- We'll go down.
- All right.

We've come over a mile, they must have gone the other way.

Look.

Stone turned.

Cora's ring.
Good girl.

- We'll go and get the others.
- No, wait.

No time.
Leave mark for them.

Magua bring squaw to council house.

Let Magua tell his council,what he wishes.

This one, Magua take for squaw.

Take your hands off her.

What of this one?

This one like warrior.

She die in fire.

We'll die together.

This, my squaw.

My son, she is unwilling.

I took these women,it is for me to say.

Manitou has given us a law.

It is for law to say.

What kind of a law could you have?

White squaw, listen.

Our fathers planted corn, hunted deer in these forests.

Many moons before white man's war canoe crossed great salt water.

Our law is good.

It is squaw's right to choose between Magua and fire.

Magua wait till sunrise for answer.

Bring them my house.

Day come soon.
Must be quick.

You watch.

Squaws wait, see you in fire.

Come.

Cora, they're offering you your life.

How can you even suggest such a thing, Alice?

- Uncas!
- Shh!

I wanna talk to you.

Why you come out?

Quick, come.

No, no.
Don't go in there.

Please let her rest, will you?

Hurry up!

Hawkeye!

Uncas got away with Cora.

- Big war party after them.
- Which way?

Follow me.

Mohican.

Go on, Uncas.

- Save yourself.
- No.

Uncas never leave you.

Mohican dog dead.

Now, you're Magua's squaw.

No, Hawkeye.

I go.

- Stay here.
- You can't let him go alone.

They must settle it by their own tribal laws.

We can't interfere.

Magua, come down!

Uncas.

Father in heaven,

we ask you to receive them in your mercy and wisdom.

This girl who's died on an alien shore and this boy who's perished to save her.

Amen.

Great spirit,

a warrior goes to you.

Swift, straight,and unseen like arrow shot into sun.

Let him sit at council fire of my tribe.

For he is Uncas,

my son.

My fire is ashes,

your fire is bright.

Now, all my tribe is there but one.

I, Chingachgook,

last of Mohican.

Go to the trail, Sagamore,and keep watch.

Uncas should have waited for us.

I'll never forgive myself for letting him go after Cora alone.

We still got Alice to think about.

I'm afraid it's hopeless.

They've got her under heavy guard.

We still have one chance.

What's that?

If the Hurons had a prisoner

they prize more highly than Alice.

All right.

I'll go.

They wouldn't take you.

Why not?
British officer?

They've had 'em by the bushel.

There's only one Hawkeye,I suppose.

Well, they waited a long time for a chance to burn me.

But supposing they took you and wouldn't release her?

They wouldn't do that.
Even they have a code of honor.

They'd shoot you on sight.

You wouldn't get a chance to explain.

The wampum is a red man's flag of truce.

They'll respect it.

Do you know these Hurons well?

Haven't spoken to any, except Magua.

We weren't exactly on speaking terms.

Do any of them know you?

Only at shootin' range.

So, the British Army is going to be cheated of the pleasure of hanging you, eh?

I'm afraid they will.

Sorry, Yankee, had to be done.

- You know me?
- Yankee is enemy.

I'm Hawkeye,

tribe brother of the Mohicans.

My rifle Killdeer has slain many of your warriors.

Hawkeye does not follow Huron trail without long gun.

The long gun brings death.

I come to ask for a life.

You speak with twisted tongue.

You have a pale-faced woman prisoner here.

What are you gonna do with her?

She die in fire.

Huron chiefs!

There is no honor if a woman dies in your fire.

But there is honor if a warrior dies so.

A warrior as great as Hawkeye.

Hawkeye.

Will Hawkeye go to stake if Huron sets squaw free?

I will.

But you must promise that when I'm dead,you'll guide her to a place of safety.

Hawkeye great warrior.

His words are good.

Huron promise.

Duncan!

I'm afraid you're a little mixed.

I'm Hawkeye.

Now, that's very interesting, Major.

Or maybe I'm the Major?

Quiet!

Who are you?

Hawkeye.

The man's lying.
He's a crazy Englishman,got knocked on the head.

This one come to village,say him Hawkeye,want to go to fire for you.

Now, this one come.

One die.

One live.

Squaw know.

Well, does it matter?

I'm the prisoner,send them both away.

Hawkeye make bargain with Huron,him die in fire.

Squaw tell truth.

I can't answer.

You don't need further proof than my clothes.

Many Yankees wear cap of skin.

Robe of deer.

Hurons never see face of Hawkeye,but know Hawkeye long gun.

Bring rifle.

No, no.
Wait a moment!

- Take squaw away.
- No!

Hmm.

Hmm. Fair weapons.

Major, let's see how the British army shoots.

There's your target.

You think you can hit that by firelight?

We're not playing pitch penny,Major.

This is a shootin' match.

Hawkeye, hit it.

Major, I'll bet that's the best shot you ever made in all your life.

Try and beat it.

Another jug!

No.

Jugs are scarce, that'll do.

You Hawkeye.

You creep into our village.

Take squaw. Start!

When sun come over hills,my warriors go look for you.

I ignored your hand once,Yankee.

Can I shake it now?

Bring squaw.

- Hawkeye.
- Promise me something.

You have till sunrise till they start after you.

Sagamore's watching, he'll find you and take you to safety.

My orders are he's not to come back for me.

My orders, Major. Understand?

I have your word?

Yes.

Hawkeye great warrior.

When sun rise,my Hurons test his strength.

Find out how great.

What is it?

Yankees.

- What men are you?
- General Abercrombie's column.

- Where's your leader?
- Captain Winthrop.

- Captain Winthrop.
- Yes.

Yes. What?
Miss Munro.

Oh, Captain Winthrop, hurry.

General Abercrombie,

Colonel Munro's daughter is dead.

Hawkeye's been captured by the Indians.

Chingachgook, lead the way!

Sergeant of the Guard,bring in the prisoner.

You're charged with striking your superior officer,inciting to wholesale desertion and high treason to the crown.

A formidable list of charges.

Major Heyward,you proferred the charges.

Give me the details.

The charges, sir...

...are correct.

Each of them is a capital offense.

Explain the charge of desertion,Major Heyward.

He did incite the men to leave the fort.

However, I might point out that if he hadn't done so,those Colonials would never have met your command to save them from an Ottawa ambush.

And you yourself mightn't be here in Albany to pass judgment on him.

May I ask, sir,

do you stand before this court as his accuser or in his defense?

Neither, sir.

I'm merely telling you the whole truth.

Thank you.

Now, regarding his seditious utterances.

Well, sir,

I don't remember the actual words but it was the heat of the moment that made them seditious.

And not the thought behind them.

He was concerned with the lives of the unprotected women and children in the settlements.

I'm sure you'll agree that these are sentiments in accord with our British ideals.

And British action.

Since you're so familiar with the case, Major,

I'd welcome a recommendation.

Well, sir...

Personally knowing the value of this man as a scout and realizing our lack of them,

I would recommend that he be enlisted in the British army in that capacity.

What do you say to that, sir?

Well, I...

I guess, after all,we're fighting for the same thing.

I'll join you, General.

Thank you.

Charges dismissed.

Court-martial adjourned.

Thanks.

Well, I've always promised him a taste of British justice.

Well, we march to Canada.

Goodbye, Alice.

Goodbye, Duncan.

The call to fall in.

I always thought it was beautiful until now.

Well, this goodbye has been a little delayed.

Does it have to be goodbye?

Aren't you going back to England?

I have nothing to go back for now.

I'm gonna stay here in America.

But this is no country for a girl like you, Alice.

We've got a job on our hands.

You know it takes more than rifles to make a new civilization.

It takes spinning wheels, too.

And-- oh, that's a woman's way of being first.

Attention!

And attention!

When you come back, I'll be waiting for you here in Albany.

Forward march!