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Hawk?

Calm.

Oh, shit!

Goddamn sons-of-bitches.

They got shit for brains.

Hey, you've seen Coulter? No.

Listen up! When them pelts is clean...

I want you to wrap 'em up real tight.

Remember, we're not doin' no fifteen pelt bales...

we're doin' thirty pelt bales. Fitzgerald?

Captain. Where are we with the haul?

What are you thinking?

Well...

I'm thinkin' whatever it is that they're hunting, out there...

I'm hoping they don't need another shot.

Let's make sure we're ready to head out, by dawn.

We've been done by this morning.

I'd like to being outta here myself, by now...

but you know we're not. The men are too tired.

I figure we're only a few days out from the Fort.

We're trapped out.

All we have to worry about is getting some fresh meat...

for the boys. Yeah.

Yeah. You, uh, you've seen Coulter?

Hey, we took down an elk.

A big one.

We're gonna need some help to haul the meat back.

You let me know when it's on the spit...

and I'll help you with it, then.

Hey no, come on fellas, I need your help.

We needed help when we were bustin' are asses...

loadin' them bales.

I've been out here so long, eating this damn beaver meat...

I'm actually starting to miss my wife's cooking.

Shit, I'm actually startin' to miss your wife.

Why don't you shut the hell up?

Help... help!

Is that Coulter?

Stay together! Jim, you go get the Captain.

Jesus Christ!

Shut up! Help him!

Anybody seen them? Stay quiet, dammit.

Across the ridge...

Goddamn!

They got Thomas.

I can't see 'em.

Get down! Oh, shit.

They're everywhere!

We're surrounded!

They're everywhere! Soho...

stay here!

No, no. Oh, no!

Stay down! Help me!

Help me!

They want us out in the open.

Someone get up the hill!

Nobody move! Just stay where you are!

Yeah, they want the pelts.

We go and get on them 'bout right now...

or we gonna lose it all.

Get to the boat! To the boat, son!

Move! Move, move!

Leave the forest! Leave the forest!

To the boat!

Hawk?

Hawk? Hawk!

Grab some pelts!

Come on, grab the pelts!

Grab the pelts!

Grab, come on!

Come on!

No Ree is stealin my horse...

Give this to my little girl.

You're coming with us, I'm gettin' help.

Get the furs, leave the pelts!

Lean on me, just get...

Glass! Get to the boat!

You fuckin' son-of-a...

Get on the fuckin' boat! Move it!

Help!

Move! Go!

Come on!

Cut the rope!

Cut the rope! Wait for Amos! Wait for Amos!

We go now!

Go for the cannon!

Don't leave! Wait!

And the dust becomes flower...

Amen.

when the morning was clear...

Amen. Amen.

You ready?

Just hold still.

Where did you learn that?

My father was a doctor.

Bridger?

Captain, we got a swarm of tree niggers, out here...

waiting to finish the job.

Hold that. Yes, sir.

Tell me you got some kind of plan.

Glass?

Missouri is no good.

Not while the Rees runnin' it.

We got to get off this boat...

Oh, you want to get off the boat?

Then what we're gonna do, huh?

We're gonna take our furs...

and sit out there amongst the Ree, like a bunch of goddamn ducks?

Only safe thing to do is track a new course...

back upon land.

We'll add weeks to the trip.

Better than floating back down there...

where they can get their eyes on us.

They got eyes on you right now, son.

What I'm saying is, we stay on the boat.

Try the course toward the Fort.

We take our chances on the water.

Glass knows this territory better than the rest of us put together.

It's his job to get us home safe...

I'm gonna let him try. Get us home safe?

Yeah. Well, need I remind you...

we already lost thirty-two men?

Thirty-three, now.

They were my men, Fitzgerald, I know how many I lost.

We do like Glass says, that's the end of it.

We have to set the boat loose.

The Ree are tracking us, they'll find it down-river.

The best course is hike inland to Grand...

and follow it down to Fort Kahowa.

What, on foot? Are you sure?

It'd be a week before we get there.

Yeah, unless we come across a poach, trade for some horses.

Ain't no poach that far over.

Right, Captain.

Losing this boat is goddamn stinking.

Besides, the Ree, they ain't that stupid.

If we keep it, we can lay it up around Hours Peak.

Quit acting like you know what you're talking about, Fitzgerald.

Ain't nobody talking to you!

Who'd listen to you, anyways?

Goddamn, can't even find your way...

out yer fuckin britches to take a shit.

All I'm sayin' is...

Camp Roollin is just up away.

And we can hold up, there.

We walk.

Yeah, I'm sure we will.

Goddamn, wish my Daddy was a doctor...

then he could have bought me a Captain's job.

So, what do we do now, eh?

Praying these pelts aint rotten...

if we ever get back here, to pick them up.

Make sure to mark this place.

We're leaving a fortune under these rocks.

No more room here, you gotta move up the hill.

Glass... chart a course.

Tightest you can figure to get us around the Ree.

Yes, sir.

This ain't right. This ain't right!

We all know that these furs ain't gonna be here...

by the time we come back.

There is no way we can haul them all the way back to the fort.

Not the way we're going...

besides, Arikara is spread all through the territory...

we're gonna want our hands free.

I'm tryin' to tell you, you're gonna lose these pelts.

Would you rather hold on to the pelts, or your life?

Life?

What life're you talking about? I ain't got no life.

I just got livin', the only way I get to do that...

is through these pelts.

Fuck!

Calm down, Fitz.

Aint no way I'm going home...

after six months working my ass of like a mule...

risking my neck...

men dying, and for what?

Damn nearly lost everything.

This job's been fucked from the start!

There's the one being fuckin' us.

Any of you boys wonder how the Ree...

managed to get the dead drop on us...

while Mr. Glass here, was supposed to be looking out...

for that very fucking thing?

All them Pawnee buddies of you.

Pawnees as much against Ree, as the rest of us.

Yeah?

Well, what about his little...

half-breed son?

Uh, what kind of savage you think his momma was?

Lay off the boy, Fitz.

All I'm saying here...

is savage... is savage.

Hey, Glass?

Is it true what they say? 'Bout you shootin' that Lieutenant...

while you was living with them savages?

Fitzgerald?

Twenty-one dead soldiers, more than forty dead feather-necks...

but you and your boy are the only ones...

that get to walk out alive.

It was kind of a miracle, don't you think?

You need to shut up, Fitzgerald!

Is that what you did?

Shot one of your own to save this little dog, right here?

Why? Cause you were playing with this little boy's momma? Huh?

Fitzgerald! Need to kill her?

Hey, you can quit polishing that rifle...

while I'm talking to you.

I'm working on it.

You can work on it later, when I'm done talking to you!

Look at me, scout. That's enough!

You're forgettin' your place, boy.

As far as I can tell, my place is right here...

on the smart end of this rifle.

You move along, Fitzgerald!

That's an order!

Listen to me!

We only have a couple hours of light left...

we gotta stash these pelts...

and get rid of the boat. Let's go!

Yes, Captain. You heard the Captain, move!

Beckett!

Weston!

Why are they not jumping?

It looks like they changed their minds.

Smart sum-bitches.

Smart.

I ought to be on that boat.

They did the right thing.

Was it the right decision...

leaving the boat?

Ree own that river.

They would have flanked us.

If we stay east to the Grand, through those mountains...

we cut a week off our trip.

The land is bone-dry up there, nothing for the Ree to hunt.

Except us. Except us...

Is it true what Fitzgerald said?

Is that why you came out here to the edge of the world?

Glass? I didn't like the quiet.

Your boy, he's seen a lot...

He got a mother you need to get him back, to?

Glass! Glass?

Hey! Hey, there are cubs, here.

Glass?

We got cubs, here!

Christ almighty...

Hey! You!

Hey!

He's down here!

Help me out.

Keep your eyes open, there's bears around.

Come on, I need some help, now!

Glass?

Oh, my God!

Oh, Christ! Captain?

Give me rags, now!

Give me the rags, before he bleeds out.

Prepare the kit.

Bridger, you hold that!

Easy. Oh, God!

Gotta give him credit for taking that grizz down, with him.

He shouldn't have fired the shot...

the whole place is crawling with fucking tree niggers.

Hey, that's enough!

That's enough! Hey? Hey!

We're still in Ree territory, here...

This is one of our own men, goddammit!

The boy's (inaudible). You scout a circle around us.

North and west, take those two with you.

Bill, Fryman, you take south and east.

Watch for anyone that might have heard that shot.

Yes, sir. We have to stitch him up.

What about me?

It's alright.

You have to... You stay here.

Hold it down.

I'm sorry, Mr. Glass. I am so sorry.

Bridger, hold him. Press down here.

He is bleeding down here, too.

Torturing the bastard.

The proper thing to do would be... to finish him off quick.

Unless he has a chance of pulling through.

Pullin' through? You saw what that grizz did to him.

He'll be dead inside an hour.

Yeah, we all gonna be, if he don't quit wailing like that.

Towards you, and towards the other place.

I'll hold him. Go.

Hold him, you go.

Go! Now!

He passed out. Very good.

I'm gonna take advantage and stitch up, let me see.

Yeah.

Water.

Bridger, go tell the others we'll camp here, tonight.

I want everybody up at the crack of dawn.

Yes, sir. Understood, Cap.

Carrying Glass will be hard...

so we need to get ahead as far as possible.

We'll divide into two groups.

Fitzgerald, Jones, Fryman. You take the east side of the river.

Anderson, you scout up front.

That claw don't belong to you.

Everybody else take turns carrying Glass.

Yes, Captain.

They ain't for me.

Don't let him in the water!

Get up!

Fuck off. That's an order!

Goddammit, don't let him down!

Don't let him down!

Watch it.

How are we gonna make it up this?

Slow down a bit.

Killing us, Captain!

Lift him, Bridger.

Goddamnit, keep it steady...

Everybody...

and, heave!

I'm gonna go up and pull!

Heave!

Hold it!

Oh, my foot!

Enough of this shit!

We'll never make it across (inaudible), Captain!

He is burning up, Cap.

Captain, you ain't doing us, nor him...

no favors by letting him go on suffering like this.

Captain?

Captain, it's all the same, up here.

We're gonna have to go back. Find another way.

Hold on.

Glass? Hugh?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Lay that rag over his eyes, Mr. Bridger.

What? Sir, I can't.

Lay the rag over his eyes. What? Wait!

I'm sorry, Hugh. Wait!

Sir, I can't do that. Wait.

How do we get back without him?

He's the only one who knows... He can't go any further.

the way. Lay the rag...

over his eyes. Wait!

Sir, I can't. Hold him back.

Wait! How de we get back?

Lay the rag over his eyes!

Lay it over his eyes! Alright...

Step back!

Stop! Bridger, Henry?

Henry, please!

Captain, Captain?

Hey, Hawk!

Calm down, kid.

Calm down.

Henry, please...

There's a $70 bonus in the Rocky Mountain Fur Company...

for the two men that stays...

back with Glass, to see this through.

I'll stay. Me too.

Money or not, I'll stay.

I need a third.

Sorry Captain, I have a family...

I am not crazy.

Captain, three men can't hold off a party of Ree...

much less some boys.

Besides, $70 ain't going buy nobody a new set of ears.

$100, then.

This man is the only reason we're still alive.

Oh, Captain, we were forty-five men when it started...

now we're ten, almost nine.

He's my father, you can have my share.

Mine, too.

Have my share, also.

Alright.

Alright, if Mr. Bridger feels the same way...

then I'll leave behind with them.

You? Yeah.

Well, you already lost my share of the pelts...

so I don't got much choice...

but to try and make it up with some other means.

Besides, sticking around for another day or two...

don't make no difference.

$300, at least I get to go home with something.

Glass is to be cared for, until...

Understood?

Yeah. You have my word, I understand.

You boys get him down of this slope...

then somewhere safe before darkness.

You heard 'em, boys.

Fitzgerald? Captain.

Glass is to be cared for, as long as necessary.

And a proper burial, when it's time. He's earned it.

I understand.

300 bucks goes along way toward retirement.

Way down to Texas, buy me a decent piece of land...

and start pissing in the wind.

Getting the hell out of this God-forsaken place.

Ree done that to you?

I'm just asking.

Yeah, they done it.

They took their sweet time with it, too.

At the start I didn't feel nothing...

I just heard the sound of...

knife scraping against my skull, you know...

They were all laughin' and whoopin' and hollerin' and what-not.

Then the blood came and...

the cold started streaming down my face and my eyes and...

breathing it in...

choking on it.

That's when I felt it.

I felt all of it.

They got my head turned inside out.

Jesus.

Yeah... them Injuns down Texas way...

you know, they may rob you, ain't gonna take your top-knot.

When was it?

Goddamn, will you just, uh, would you quit that noise now, will ya?

Just... quit it.

I'm fallin further back from heading in the boys...

on account of tending to you.

We got to get up the damn mountain...

but the wind keeps chasing us down.

If you're ready...

take the Sacrament.

I could do that for you.

What're you holding to, Glass?

You know?

Would be better...

if you would take that last breath of yours, now.

For all of us.

You hung tough.

That's something.

I'm begging you, Glass...

them Ree, they're so close now I can smell 'em...

and I know you can smell 'em to, and you gotta think...

you gotta think of your boy.

A'right? Cause you're gonna kill him.

You'll kill all of us.

I could muzzle you, if you like.

Take away the suffering, real quick and easy...

no one has to know that you give up. I'd do that.

All you gotta to do is blink...

if you want me to do that.

Save your boy and blink.

You just have to blink.

Yeah.

There it is.

You best hope that the good Lord get his ass here quick, huh?

Maybe he'll forgive your sins, you know, maybe he won't...

yes, I do commend thee to the Lord.

Through Jesus Christ, the Lord of all reality and mercy...

Father and the Creator.

Get away! Get away!

You okay? Jim! Jim, help!

Help! Calm down, alright?

Jim! You don't understand...

Don't shout, you'll get us all fuckin' killed!

Keep away!

I'll tell Jim and the Captain what you did...

and they'll hang you!

You have to understand... They'll hang you!

all we can do is... Jim!

Help! Jim, get over here!

Keep quiet!

What's wrong with you people?

Shit.

Got one beaver hock.

His breathing changed?

I haven't noticed.

Damn, he's cold as ice.

Here you go, Mr. Glass. This'll help.

It'll keep you warm.

It's alright.

Where's Hawk?

He ain't with you?

No. No?

I understand, Mr. Glass.

Alright.

I think I'm gonna get a fire going.

Yeah, sounds like a good idea.

Hawk!

You killed my son.

Hawk?

Ree, there's about twenty of them, down by the creek.

They're headed this way.

Now, grab your shit and let's go.

Shit. Oh, wait. What do we do?

Run. Right now.

What about Hawk? He ain't our problem, no more.

We can't just leave him here.

Well, he's gutted, or he's scalped. If he ain't?

I reckon he can find us, can't he?

Wait. Well then, what about Glass?

He ain't our problem no more, he is like us, he's on his own.

No, no, we made a promise to the Captain.

I'll give him a proper burial when the time is needed.

Wait, he needs that rifle!

He can't do nothing with it, if you tarred it to his hand.

Now, come on, get your shit. Let's go.

No, no, we can't do this.

Well, we got no fucking choice, son.

No, no, we can't. Look at him!

Alright, shit-for-brains... What are you doin'?

You wanna take him? Let's go.

No, wait... help me. C'mon, help me.

Easy, slowly, Fitz...

Easy with him.

I can't... damn. Just get this shit going.

Get this shit.

Wait, hold...

hold on!

Shut up.

Hold up!

Fitz...

what are you doing? What do you mean what I'm doing?

A proper burial like he wanted, huh?

No, not like this. Why not?

He's alive, Fitz! He's alive!

So, shoot him.

I have to go, I have to...

I'm so... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm so...

Captain! This way!

There's a path, down here!

There's a way through, down here!

There ain't shit, down there! Don't climb over!

Glass said to stay east! Glass can go to hell!

What's the map say? Keep climbing.

We climb, Captain.

We keep climbing...

'til we reach Old Gate.

Climb...

We gotta wait for Murph? Yeah?

You wait for him.

Captain...

Sir? Murphy says there's a way, down there.

Who we following?

You follow who you want! I'm going up.

We all need to be going up! Blair, come here!

Fire's done.

I can't even feel my feet...

Besides, didn't we put enough distance between us...

and them Ree, anyhow? Well...

a dozen Ree could still made twice the good time, as we can.

Twenty. What?

I thought you said that you saw twenty Ree, before.

Yeah, what you talking about?

You woke me up... Mh-mm.

you said you saw twenty Ree down by the creek.

Well yeah, twenty, a dozen, it don't matter...

I wasn't gonna exactly hang around the creek...

counting fuckin' feathers now, was I?

Matter of fact...

what was you doing down by the creek, all by yourself?

I'd already brought up plenty of water.

Hey!

Answer me Fitzgerald, I asked you a question.

Don't go questioning me, now...

on the account of fact that you all feel guilty...

about leaving this Glass behind. Answer me, or...

I'm gonna blow your damn head off.

You got a short memory, boy.

Your ass would still be floatin' around Missouri right now...

if it wasn't for me.

Now, you wanna ask questions...

what you wanna ask if you don't know what you're asking?

Hmmm?

You want to know why you left Mr. Glass...

back there for dead, huh?

Maybe...

why you left your little boy friend wandering around...

you don't know if he's still alive yet.

That what you wanna know?

I'll tell you lies, 'cause you ain't a man, yet.

A'right? Because you were scared shitless...

and you're scared now. Now, put your rifle down.

The Ree. What of em?

Tell me right now and be honest. Did you see 'em?

Put your rifle down. Did you see the Ree?

No.

Not a single one.

You fucking lied to me?

You lied to me!

I had to scare some sense into you, boy.

Now Glass was dead, Hawk we don't know about...

there is no point either of us dying either, you understand?

The way I see it, I saved your life twice now, son.

I ought to be God to you...

and God giveth, and God taketh away.

Shit.

(Inaudible)

Next time you wanna shoot somebody...

you might wanna use... you might wanna use powder.

Prime your rifle.

Come on...

let's get. Grab your shit.

Captain! We should head north!

Captain, we need to stop! We should rest.

Who did this? I dunno.

Could be Captain Leavenworth's boys.

Hmm, yeah.

You put some eyes on the back of your head.

These Injuns ain't never as dead as y'all think they are.

Look at them, huh? They're always stealing our shit.

We got horses, over here.

Alright, Bridger...

We got horses!

What do you wanna do about these pigs?

Lord is on our side, kid.

You alright there, kid?

Your head's in the right place?

I guess.

Can't help thinking about...

No. whether we did the right...

Ain't our place to wonder.

Good Lord's got us on the road, whether we chose it or not.

My pa, he was one of y'all...

he wasn't a religious man you, you know?

If you couldn't grow it, or kill it, or eat it...

then he just plain all didn't believe in it, and that was it.

And this one time he head on up the old Saber Hills.

San Saber Hills?

Joined up with a couple of Texas Ranger buddies of his...

to hunt, you know.

Pretty routine, you know...

they done it like hundred times before.

Should have been a three day kill, but...

on Saturday, well, it all went fucked.

Somehow that night he managed to lose his buddies...

and to top it all...

the Comanches, they went and took the horses, so...

he was starving, he was delirious...

and crawls up in this mott...

like the group of trees out there in the middle of nowhere...

just sticking up in this ocean of scrub...

and he found religion.

At that moment, he told me...

he found God.

It turns out...

the God...

he's a squirrel.

Yeah. A big 'ol meaty one.

I found God, he used to say.

While sitting and basking in the...

the glory and the sublimity mercy...

I shot and ate that son of a bitch.

Yeah, you might wanna close your eyes, kid.

Yeah!

There she is.

We did it.

You ought to be proud of yourself, boy.

Yeah.

Well, we followed orders, we just kept the funeral apart.

Don't go down there starting growin'...

no kind of conscience, alright?

Cause sure as night'll come...

they'll have us both swinging from a couple ropes.

Now, we did what we had to do.

We had the extra day, so we managed to dig a little deeper...

leave some rocks on top of him...

so the scavengers couldn't get at him.

He was done right and all.

He was buried right.

Sir... The truth is that, uh...

when Hawk disappeared, I was worried about the savages.

I was ready to get... moving on out, you know, but...

Bridger here, he, uh... he argued to stay.

He argued to stay so that...

he could at least build a cross, or something...

to put on top of Glass's grave...

and that's... that's what he did. That's... that's what we did.

Glad to hear you pulled your weight, Mr. Bridger.

I knew you would.

Yeah, well, more than pulled his weight, Captain, this...

this man here, he was my partner.

Alright.

Am I to assume that the agreed arrangement did not change?

Ah, fortunately for me it did not, no.

Thank you.

For your courage, honor...

and service. Yeah.

Deal, or no deal, Mr. Bridger...

you deserve something for what you did.

Thank you.

Kid's been beating himself up awful bad, the whole trip.

We all saw the shape Glass was in.

There was no more to be done, right?

Yeah...

we all saw it.

"We are all savages."

Don't make a sound.

Be quiet.

May I join you? Yes.

Yeah? Yes.

Captain, I was wondering when we might be getting paid...

for that haul...

cause them, them pelts we collected, they're still out there...

under a couple foot of dirt and some snow...

but they're there, and you know that ain't my fault.

I'm waiting for Captain Leavenworth to arrive with his army.

And then we'll have enough men...

to get back out there and shoot some civilization...

into those fucking Arikara, get back our pelts.

Alright, alright.

And now, when is that supposed to happen?

I don't know, but...

until then, nobody gets paid.

Listen here, a'right?

I was hired to trap them, a'right? I wasn't hired to guard them.

The way I see it... you... you got a safe.

Probably full of money. You signed a contract.

To protect your boss, and your boss's property.

And that safe isn't full anymore, it's short about $300.

Short? Short? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

It means that according to my cash records...

you purchased more goods on the expedition...

than what you are owed by the company.

Happy New Year, Fitzgerald.

White man at the gate!

What's up? Who you are?

I have no weapon, I have no weapon.

Dobb, get the Captain!

I have no weapon. Where are your men?

Dead, they all dead. Who was he?

I don't know, something to eat, please.

Food comes at price.

I... I have no money.

Then you don't eat this, see how that works?

Maybe you can give back some of them stolen pelts...

you buy from the Injuns. Not now Jones, huh?

Silver. This is silver.

Oh, yeah?

This all you got?

We was nine, but my friend, he died in the snow...

and the others were...

by wolves... by wolves...

Wait, where did you get this? What?

The canteen.

He... he... he dropped it in... in the snow.

He (inaudible) dropped it... Who, who?

I do not know, I don't see.

I don't see.

It could be Hawk.

Yeah, it could be.

Well, that half-breed runt couldn't steal no horse.

Maybe it was Weston. How far from here?

How far from here? Thirteen miles...

north... northwest... near... near the Ye... near the Yellowstone.

Get the horses saddled!

Torches and supplies! $10 a man!

Anderson, you stay here! Yes, sir.

Feed him and watch him.

I'll get you a drink.

Open the gate!

Keep your guard up!

Eyes in front!

Nice and easy.

Slow!

Slow!

Hey... Who are you!

Beckett? Is that you?

Weston?

It's Glass! Glass?

It's Glass!

Glass?

That's Glass! Glass!

Jesus Christ!

Jesus Christ, what happened?

Where is he?

Alright, I got him.

Jones, take him! Go!

Go! I'm riding ahead!

Bill! Take Bridger!

Take Bridger!

We got you Glass, c'mon.

Open the gate!

Have you seen Fitzgerald? No, sir.

Get up!

Get up!

You've seen Fitzgerald? No, sir.

Fitzgerald?

Whoa, whoa, easy... Where did he go?

Who? Fitzgerald.

Where did he go?

I have no idea. Tell me...

or I'll take your head off.

Captain, I swear to God, I... Tell me!

Tell me! Texas!

Texas? Texas!

He said he was going to Texas!

I swear to God, he said he was going to re-enlist.

And he start talking about property...

a decent piece of land.

He's heading to Texas. I swear this...

Stay here.

Fitzgerald!

Fitzgerald?

Goddammit!

Dammit!

Open the gate!

Open her up!

Hardgrave, get the Captain.

Get him to the doctor. Now!

You said he was dead!

You said he was dead! I thought he was dead, I swear!

He lied to me! You're a liar!

He lied to me! You're a liar, you left him!

You left him out there!

I thought he was... Say the Lord's prayer.

What? Say the Lord's prayer!

Our Father...

who art in Heaven... I can't...

Shut up.

Shut up! From here on, you are a prisoner, charged with treason.

Take him to the cage. Take him to the cage!

You'll handle him, or I'll shoot him!

I thought he was gonna die!

Common, get up! Get up!

Fitzgerald lied to me. Doc?

I couldn't help him, please!

Please, Captain! God!

Alright, come on. He lied to me! He lied...

One, two, three!

Slide, slide, slide.

How is he?

He'll be fine, but there is swelling.

He needs to rest.

I'll be back to check up on him.

He ran off, didn't he?

Bridger is telling the truth.

How is that? Fitzgerald lied to him.

He was just following orders.

He wasn't there when Fitzgerald stabbed my boy to death.

Is that what happened? He killed Hawk?

I need a horse and a gun.

No, you need to rest and something to eat.

I'm going after him. No.

You'll never find him without me.

If we wait till morning, he'll have a day's head start...

to get away. No, he won't.

He's afraid.

He knows how far I came for him.

Same as that elk, when they get afraid...

they run deep into the woods.

I got him trapped, he just...

he doesn't know it yet. How can you be so sure?

Cause he got everything to lose.

All I had was that boy...

and he took him from me.

I can't let you go back out there.

Not again. No.

I ain't afraid to die anymore.

I done it already.

I'm going with you.

It's his horse, alright. Yeah.

No way he could have ridden through the night.

How far ahead?

Half a day, at the most. Could be Ree.

If they aren't his, we lose him.

Unless he re-enlisted, so he could justify killing again...

these tracks right here, are his.

Come on.

I can't remember my wife's face.

Last week she was still with me.

Now she's gone.

I worry I won't recognize her, when I get back home.

Is it true you killed an officer?

I just killed a man who was trying to kill my son.

Smoke. How close?

No more than a mile, up that way.

I'll head up to the west, you down to the east...

see if you can find some tracks.

Yeah. If it's the Ree?

If it's the Ree, you turn right back around...

and meet me back here.

Hey!

I wouldn't expect to find a man of your stature...

so far away from his stove...

on a morning as cold as this, Captain.

You, uh... you lost?

I'm here to take you back to Fort Kiowa...

where you will be tried for murder.

Is that so?

I ain't crazy about your plan.

Besides, I got one of my own.

We had a deal, Glass!

I tried to tell your boy, a'right?

I tried to tell him what was happening...

but he won't listen and he kept on screaming...

and he was gonna get everybody killed.

You and me...

we had a deal.

We all know what happened, out there.

And on my soul to the Lord...

the Lord, he knows what happened out there.

There was no deal.

You killed my boy.

Maybe you shoulda raised a man...

instead of a some girlie little bitch.

Goddammit!

You came all this way just for your revenge, huh?

Well, you enjoy it, Glass.

Cause there ain't nothin' gonna bring your boy back.