All language subtitles for Across The Plains (1939) ENGLISH

How you getting
along with that?

Pretty good.

Buckskin showed me
how to fix the eyes.

I wonder how Mother and
Dad are doing up ahead.

They must be pretty tired.

It's been a long trip, Jimmy.

I'm tired too.

I'll be glad when we
get where we're going.

Wish we'd never left home.

Cheer up, Jimmy.

Don't always be complaining.

When we settled in
our new homestead,

you'll be glad we
left old Kansas.

Jack, you told me I'd
get to shoot Indians,

and I ain't even seen any yet.

That's what's wrong
with you, Jimmy.

Always looking for trouble.

If you don't change your ways,
you won't amount to anything.

Oh, you're always
telling me that.

What's the use of
coming out here

if we can't run into some
Indians so I can use this gun.

There's a river
about five miles on.

I'll ride ahead and
see if we can cross

it before dark, Mr. Winters.

I guess that's the
outfit all right.

They don't look
like to me they'd

be carrying that payroll money.

Well, Larson tipped get
me off that the money'd

be shipped secretly
with the settlers'

outfit for protection.

So if it's there, we'll get it.

Round them cattle up!

Search the wagons!

Then burn them.

We got the wrong outfit, Gus.

That money ain't here.

Well, we'll take
whatever else we can find.

Stay away or I'll shoot.

You're a spunky little rascal.

A real fighter, hey, kid?

Well, I like fighters.

I'm going to take him with us.

Well, likes the
cattle we got will

more than pay for the trouble.

Yeah.

I come back to find the
wagons burned and his folks

buried in them grades there.

A gang of renegades did it.

The Indians had taken
Jack and treated

him like one of their own.

Took me five years to
locate him and get him back.

But the brother, Buckskin,
you never learned of him?

Nope.

He seemed to disappear
from the Earth.

Jack and me been trying
to locate him ever since.

You call him Jack?

Sure, that's his name.

Oh, we all call him Cherokee.

But the people think
he's part Indian.

So I've heard.

And he never meet
up with these gang?

No, but he'll keep on
looking just the same.

I will hate to be in their
shoes when he finds them.

Come on, Rusty.

What is that you
make, my friend?

Oh, I been doing this
since I was a kid.

Yeah, I've been doing this
ever since I was a kid.

Forget where I learned it.

Just a habit when
I'm nervous, I guess.

You know, when Dad first
hired you as wagon boss

for this trip, I
nearly fainted when

I saw you whittling a doll.

There you were, the Kansas
kid, carving a doll.

What's that?

Oh, that's a locket
my mother gave me.

Oh.

I never knew my mother.

She died when I was
just a youngster.

Killed by the Indians.

And I've sort of knocked
around ever since.

We're ready to roll
whenever you are.

Sooner the better, Mr. Masters.

I'll be glad to get
through this Indian country.

Well, uh, I'll
get things started.

I never saw a man
look so worried

just at the mention of Indians.

His mother was killed by them.

He told me so.

Oh, I see.

Lex, you knew my mother.

Sure I did, why?

Was she as pretty as her?

Well, you see, kid,
the only time I ever

seen your mother when she--

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know.

Say, you ain't getting
too interested, are you?

You know, we got a job to do
and Buff's counting on you.

Don't you worry about that.

Mr. Masters.

Yeah?

Lex and I are going to ride
ahead to the South Ridge

and check the trail.

Right, kid, we'll
press along behind you.

I'm heading them
for Rainbow Canyon

but they'll camp at
the willows tonight.

Now, we'll have the chance
to give Buff the tip.

That ought to work.

Time adds little changes
to rocks, hey, Rawhide?

It's been a good many
years since we was here.

But this country ought
to make good pickings,

the way the kid works.

Funny think the way the kid
took to our game, ain't it?

A born leader, good with a
gun, and tough as a boot.

I pity you if he
ever learns the truth.

I told you never
to breathe that.

He'll always think
it was the Indians.

I'll kill the man that
tells him different.

Well, only Lex and me
knows, so don't worry.

Chow's ready.

Come on.

Buff, it worked easy.

Masters hired me
without any question.

I'm wagon boss with them.

Where they headed?

Wagon Springs.

Got a nice load of
provisions and some cattle.

What's it going to be worth?

With beef at $0.04 a pound,
should clear about $2,000.

When do we take them?

I've steered them
off the main trail.

They're headed for
Rainbow Canyon.

Hit us about noon time.

We'll be there.

Hey, what's on your mind?

Ah, wish we'd never
come back here.

Why?

Well, it was somewhere near
here you found me, wasn't it,

Buff?

That's right.

I never knew my folks, but
somehow I feel they're near me.

You better get some grub.

Thanks.

I love my Tamale.

That's my sweetheart's name.

She loves the chiles.

To me, it's just the same.

and when we get
married, we'll buy

a rancherito to raise frijoles,
tamales, and little chiles too.

And I love the chiles.

They never gave me sorrow.

Because the little
chiles of today

is the big fat bird tomorrow.

[laughing]

Hey, who's that?

That fella seemed
scared when he saw us.

Yeah, I'll find out why.

You wait here.

Hey, there!

Gee, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

I thought you were a man.

And when I called you,
you didn't stop and you

were acting so strange--
Well, you sure scared me.

I'm very sorry.

But say, who are you?

Well, they call me Cherokee.

Oh, my dad and I have
heard lots about you.

But somehow our trails
never have crossed.

You're riding kind of
far out, aren't you, Miss?

Are you alone?

No, my outfit's
back in the willows.

We plan to camp there tonight.

Well, what's and outfit
doing way up here?

We're going to Wagon Springs.

Wagon Springs?

Who's leading your outfit?

My dad, Jeff Masters
and the Kansas Kid.

Why?

Well, you're way
off the main trail.

If you're sure of that,
I wish you'd tell Dad.

Well, I'd be glad to.

Mr. Masters, you're
heading for Rainbow Canyon.

It's blind.

Where's your wagon boss?

Why, he rode on ahead.

But he'll be back soon.

Dad, Cherokee said be glad
to head us to Wagon Springs.

Well, what will you
charge us for your time?

Oh, there'll be no
charge, Mr. Masters.

I'm going that way
myself and would

be really glad for the company.

You know, I can't figure
out we missed the trail.

Well, evidently your
wagon boss doesn't

know much about this country.

But we'll get you back
on the main trail easy.

I'm giving the orders here.

What seems to be the trouble?

Oh, Cherokee, this is the
Kansas Kid, our wagon boss.

Well, there's no
hard feelings, Kansas.

I just figured you were off
your bearings, that's all.

What's wrong with
the way we're headed?

Well, Rainbow is impassable.

And besides it's Apache country.

You ought to know
about Indians, Cherokee.

You're one, ain't you?

My word, Mr. Masters.

You're heading wrong.

I'm inclined to believe you,
Cherokee and we'll go your way.

Hold on, Masters.

You hired me to run
this outfit, didn't you?

And we want no interference
from that halfbreed.

How do you know he's not
figuring a double cross,

leading us into an Indian trap?

Relax, please.

I'm sorry for starting trouble.

It wasn't your fault. I'd
have done the same thing.

Masters, I'm
quitting this outfit.

Go ahead and string
with that galoot

and see where it gets you.

Yeah.

And we'll drift
along after supper.

All right, boys, if
that's the way you want it.

I hope our trails
cross again, Cherokee.

You know, Cherokee,
this is the first chance

I've had to thank
you since we got

straightened out on the trail.

No thanks necessary, ma'am.

You're an odd man, Cherokee.

Odd?

Your life, the
way you're always

willing to help people who
can't even afford to pay you.

And you always travel
the trails alone.

They say you won't stay
working long for one outfit.

That's right.

I like to drift around,
see different places

and different people.

Ever think of settling down?

Someday maybe, to ranching.

In fact, I've got the
spot all picked out.

Tell me about it.

Well, it's the kind of
place Mother always wanted.

Acres and acres of trees
and flowers and a lake too.

And the sky seemed to always
be smiling down on it.

Mom always dreamed
of a place like that

and called it her heaven.

She never saw it though.

Lost her life on
this very trail.

Indians?

No.

White renegades.

That's the reason I
stick to the trails,

because someday I'll find them.

What you thinking, Buck?

I hope what I'm thinking is
wrong for Cherokee's sake.

Let's get riding, kid.

I got a little
unfinished business.

Well, I was waiting for that.

Dad is going to establish
a freight line between Wagon

Springs and Independence.

Well, he should do all
right, And if I can ever help,

you just call on me.

Thanks.

Well, I guess I'll turn in.

Goodnight, Cherokee.

Goodnight, Mary.

What's wrong, Rusty?

What's the matter?

[gunshot]

Hold it, son.

Them critters ain't
worth going after.

Yeah, I guess you're
right, And you promised

to lead us to Wagon Springs.

Well, that's what I
call the raid off, Buff.

I tell you that
Cherokee is a whole lot

smart and powerful with a gun.

Ask Lex.

He can tell you.

For years I heard
plenty about him.

He makes it tough on
men in our business.

I'd hoped he wasn't
in these parts.

He won't be for long.

I'd have dropped him in
his tracks last night,

but we was outnumbered.

We didn't come all the
way out here for nothing.

We got to make a haul.

We will and on Wagon Springs.

But my first job is to
take care of that Cherokee.

Oh, Cherokee.

Good morning, Mr. Masters.

I was just wondering if
you'd be interested in tying

with me as trail boss.

What do you say?

Well, I don't care much
about tying too tight

on any one job, Mr. Masters.

You see, I have matters of my
own that keep me travelling.

Well, just as you say.

I was counting you sort of.

But we will guide your outfit
until you get things running.

Well, that's fine because
I got a special shipment

that will make history
in the next day or so.

And I'll need you.

Thanks.
All right.

Buckskin, I think I'll
make that little visit.

That's a good idea.

And I'm taking Lopez along.

Thank you very much.

Well, I'll just drift over to
the oasis and wet my whistle.

Might see some new faces
and learn something.

Rusty.

Come here, boy.

Hey, High Brand,
come here, boy.

Where are we going, please?

I bring you good news.

White Fathers beyond Big
River promised me peace treaty

will be lived up to.

You will get your lands
back under one condition.

No fighting.

Say, there's something
going on in Wagon Springs.

Some galoot's
discovered gold and made

a deal with Jeff
Masters for him to haul

out their first big load.

Say, this might be the
luckiest strike we've ever made.

Hey, you men, come on with me.

What are you going to do?

Well, if it's all
right with you, Buff,

I'm going to get the
low down on this deal.

And make sure that Cherokee
don't cut in on our plans

again.

Go ahead.

It won't look good for
all of us to ride in there.

Rawhide, you go with me.

The rest you, stay
here till we get back.

Find out when Masters
is going to roll

out of here with that shipment.

Try and get yourself
a job with the outfit.

I'm going to take a look
around for Cherokee.

The discovery of
gold, Buckskin,

will make history and boom
Wagon Springs overnight.

If I can carry that
shipment through safely

for the Cramer boys, my
freight line will be made.

Looks mighty good
for you, Masters.

Who would ever have thought
that there was gold out here?

How much ore are you
figuring to haul?

Oh, I can take $10,000
worth on this trip.

That's plenty rich.

Say, where's Cherokee?

Oh, went on a little business.

Say, when you expecting
to start with this ore?

In the morning.

He'll be back before then.

Howdy mister.

I hear you was looking for
some hands on your freighter.

Well, I can use a man.

Better show up in the morning.

Thanks.
I'll be here.

News of this discovery
travels like wildfire.

I better be getting
things ready.

Will you tell Cherokee
I want to see him?

Sure thing.

I've caught on with them
and I know all their plans.

They roll out in the morning.

Good.

This Cherokee ain't in town.

I'll go back and get Buff set.

You stick here and
keep your eyes open.

Hey.

Senor, these Indians
not such bad people.

They're accused of a lot of
things they don't do, Lopez.

And some of the things
they do, they're

driven to by renegade
white men, men who

try to rob them of their lands.

That tribe raised me and
I know them pretty well.

Do we go back to town now?

No, Lopez.

The chief told me of a gang
white men in back of the hills.

I'm going to have a look.

You go back.

Si, senor.

Hey, Buckskin!

Wait!

What are you doing here?

Where you go?

I got some important
business up here.

Where's Cherokee?

I don't know.

Well, hunt him up and have
him follow my trail up here.

This is going to
lead to something.

Si, senor, pronto.

Hey, who's this?

Why, it's Cherokee.

Wonder what he's doing up here.

Well, whatever it
is it ain't no good.

We better stay out of sight
and see what he's up to.

Hey, he's coming in now.

He mustn't see me.

Howdy, mister.

Howdy.

I understand there's a cattle
office starting up here.

I could tie in if you need men.

Cattle your business?

Hold still, Cherokee.

I'll answer for you.

Because I'm on to your game.

You and your pals cut in on
us with the Masters outfit.

Figured a nice haul.

But on account of a girl, you
wouldn't go through with it.

And I got something
to settle with you.

There's a gold shipment
you want cut it on.

Because we're getting that.

With no horse,
he can't get away.

[gunshots]

Rusty!

Rusty!

Come here, boy!

That got him.

Put them down.

Well, I'm glad to see you here.

What's up?

Who is he?

That's Cherokee's pal.

And it gives me an idea.

Now I know how I can get
that Cherokee back here.

We're just holding him.

Get your horses.

Mr. Masters, have you got
that shipment loaded and ready

to go?

Why, son, what's wrong?

The Kansas Kid and his gang
are planning to take it.

And you can't tell when
they're going to try.

So you better load now
and make a run for it.

Thanks, Cherokee.

I'll leave it once.

I'll get Buckskin and
Lopez and follow you.

All right, I'll pull out just
as soon as I load the ore.

Cherokee.

I wanted to go, but Dad
wouldn't hear of it.

Promise you'll see him through?

I'll do my best.

Well, I guess I'll get
the boys and be on my way.

Buckskin wanted to follow
him out on the trail.

I think he's after the Kid.

Lopez, here's what
I want you to do.

Cherokee's left.

They started down the trail
with that gold shipment.

We'll get Buff
and head them off.

And don't lose any time.

Si, amigo.

High Brand, we have work to do.

Buff, I tell you,
you're making a mistake.

The Kid is handling
this all wrong.

What's the matter with
you, you getting yellow?

No, not yellow.

But we're fooling with dynamite.

This Cherokee won't
be taken so easy.

He's smart, I tell you.

He'll find some way to get
enough men together to cook us.

Since when did you start
trying to run this outfit, Lex?

I ain't trying
to run it, but I'm

for cleaning up on that
stuff at Wagon Springs

and getting out of here.

Some of the other fellows
feel the same way.

The Kid will handle it his way.

Ah, the Kid.

That's all I've heard
out of you for years,

ever since we picked him up.

And if he ever knew it was
you who killed his people--

I warned you, Lex.

They're making a run
with that shipment.

If we hustle, we can catch
them across the plains.

Good work, Kid.

I just remembered something.

How about that fella, Buckskin?

That's right.

We can't leave him there.

I'll go back.

No, let me do it.

It'll be a pleasure.

Ride on.

I'll be right with you.

All right.

You're lucky, Lex.

His bullet just creased you.

Thanks.

Well thanks for helping me.

Let's step out in the open,
Kid, and get it over with

You count five and come on.

One, two, three, four--

Hold it!

Cherokee.

The Kid's your brother.

Understand?

Your brother!

It's a trick, Buckskin.

No, it ain't, Kid.

I'll prove it.

Come here.

Lex.

How can you prove it?

In the years we've
been together, Kid,

I've never lied to you.

Cherokee is your brother.

Remember these?

I showed you how to carve them.

Yeah.

I remember.

Buckskin.

Yes, Jimmy.

I've hunted for you
for a long time.

Maybe now you're sorry.

No.

I'm glad.

Get them.

We're in for it.

Let's make for the rocks.

Hah!

Buff Gordon's the man
you're after, Jack.

He killed your folks.

That's right.

I saw him when he done it.

Well, where is he?

That's Buff.

They've got Masters.

Come on, Buckskin.

I'm going with you,
Jack, if you'll let me.

Sure, Kid, get your horse.

It's the Kid and Lex.

We've been double-crossed.

Yeah.

The last time we were together,
you were looking for trouble,

remember?

Is it bad, Kid?

I guess this is it, Cherokee.

Keep fighting.

Did you get him, Cherokee?

He's taken care of.

Where you hit, Kid?

All over, I guess.

I got just what I deserved.

Our lives might have been
so different if-- You're

a great kid, Cherokee.

I'm sorry, I--

Now you try it.

Lopez, Mr. masters wants us
to leave today with him today

on a freight haul.

What about Cherokee?

Is he not going?

What's the matter with you?

Use your eyes.

Can't you see he's a mighty busy
man with a wedding coming up?

What are you thinking of?

Settling down in that little
spot I was telling you about.