All language subtitles for Django non perdona a.k.a Mestizo (Julio Buchs, 1966) DVB-Rip Castellano

Carol! Mother!

Carol!

Mother! How come you didn�t
come outside to welcome me?

Look at this...

Mother...what's going on?

Where�s my sister?

Where is she?!

She�s upstairs.

Carol!

Carol!

Answer me!

Answer me!

Why did she do that?

She was suffering. She didn't
have enough courage to face you.

Why?

Son, this time you have
been away for too long.

What did happen, mother?

A man came and he liked her. She
beileved him, because he was her first one.

Who is he?

I don't know. I only saw
him once, from the distance.

He wore the Mounted
Police's red coat.

Where is he?

He came with a Police detachment.
They left a few days ago.

Where to?

To Fort Pitt.

Peter, my son...

If you leave, who will bury your sister?
Who will do the hunting?

Call the Cree, they will take her to the
mountains. There, she will rest in peace.

And regarding hunting, that's
what I'm going to do. Mother.

And I won't return until I
kill the brute I'm going after.

Attention!

Present...arms!

Sergeant Major, order 'at ease'!

Order....arms!

Dismissed!

Halt! Where are you going?

- Don't you see it? In here.
- Not so fast. What do you want?

- I want to see your Commander.
- What for?

I come to offer my
services .... as a guide.

Beer? I asked for whisky!

So late? Have you forgotten
the Rules while you were away?

Nonsense!

Whenever they don't want to serve
you, they always blame it on the Rules.

The Rules must have been written by
a teetotaller with stomach problems.

Cut.

Hey guys, he is Peter Lembrock. Capt
Dickinson just hired him as aguide.

- Hi.
- Look, this is Tallwood.

Until now, he was our only guide.

We had another one, but
a rattlesnake got him.....Beer.

That would clear the trail
dust from your throat.

Trail dust is not the
worst part of traveling.

That's a Cree saying, isn't it?

Yes, I am from Lantwack.

- We haven't seen you in that area.
- Really?

Yes, we have been two
months in that area.

And we had a great time.

Without Rules .....

Yeah, we just came back and
I'm already tired of this place.

The three of you?

No, we were 5. My whole platoon.

He was also with us. His name is
Nichols. He only talks about horses.

Give me a drink.

Is there another interesting
subject to talk about?

Maybe about women?

The expert in that subject is the one who is
missing from this group. We call him Handsome Ray.

He is outside, under arrest.

Just afer arriving to the Fort, he
ran again into trouble with a woman.

Wait....

Freeze! Drop your guns!

Hold your fire!

Surrender! You cannot escape!

Give me cover....

Go ahead. Nichols....

Hold your fire!

Thank you, Peter.

All your men's lives are precious to me.

Why is that?

Don't forget I'm your guide.

New rifles....they still have the
protective coat of grease from factory.

Why didn't you capture
any of them alive?

That was their choice, Captain.

It has been quiet for too long.

Lieutenant, arrange for several patrols
to inspect the local Indian reserves.

Yes, Sir.

Did you know any of those river pirates?

No, Sir.

They were halfbreeds, weren't they?

Yes....like me.

But there was also a
white man....like you.

- How dare you!?
- It's OK...You both may stand down.

Just a minute....

Congratulations, Lembrock. You have saved one
of my men's life during your first mission.

Just a matter of luck, Sir.

Why did you provoke him?

I never liked halfbreeds, Captain.

I've already asked you not to mix your
personal feelings with your military duties.

Besides, I like that man.

Rifles being smuggled through the river....Soon
we'll hear the sound of the ones we don't confiscate.

If that's all....You'll never
hear the shot that hits you.

The knife with which that guy was going to
slit my throat didn't make any sounds, either.

- If it wasn't for you....
- Forget about it.

OK, but I must warn you that there is
someone else who wants to thank you.

I'm talking about Helen, my fianc�e. She's
incredible..... If whe wasn't so jealous...

You are probably giving her good grounds..

God forbids! She would never forgive me.

By the way, tonight I'll have dinner at her place.
Why don't you join us so that you can meet her?

Thanks, maybe another day.

As you wish. But Helen wants to thank
you and you won't be able to avoid her.

- See you later.
- See you.

"...put an end to pain, to ailments, to...."

I'll bet 6 schillings on Brandon.

I never bet for anyone.

That's no good. One must
take sides during fights.

I thought you couldn't
defeat that gorilla.

A gorilla, that bag of potatoes? I could
have defeated him with just one arm.

If he was no challenge to you, neither
will be the whisky they have in the bar.

- You deserve a drink.
- Well, thats no matter of muscles
but rather of stomach.

Let's go.

- One for the gentleman.
- Thank you.

Here is a bottle of magic elixir for the lady, and
also a beautiful necklace as a present.....Thank you.

Hey Brandon, don't you need a
bottle of elixir against snake bites?

It's the snakes the ones who need
a syrup against Barndon's bites.

Leave the bottle here.

If you plan on drinking it all,
just rememer that after dusk...

...we can only drink
beer. C'mon, get lost!

You know, Peter? I like you.

Lantwack? That's beautiful. And no Rules.

We really had a good time over there.

Just a minute!

Now you can take, beer lover!

Yes, I really liked your country.

But there were not many women.

And the ones we found were
usually for Handsome Ray.

- He ran into trouble with one.
- A halfbreed?

Sure, there were no other kind.

- Maybe I know her.
- Sure!

She performed in the local saloon, and then
we found that whe was married and had 5 kids.

Brandon....Brandon!

You won't get anything else out of him.

What do you mean?

You went too heavy on him.

Tongues get loose with a little whisky, but
with too much booze you get the opposite effect.

Don't you have anything to do out there?

Don't get offended...I'm just killing
time by watching and listening.

This is a habit I developed by
being alone in this vast country.

Why do you tell me that?

Since you seem so patient listening
to other people's stories...

Don't test my patience.

Don't be mad at me. When I heard the name
"Landwack", I thought you were referring to...

... to something that took
place in that area not long ago.

And what was that?

As a matter of fact .... I
can't remember right now.

It was obviously a sad incident but.....
no, I can't remember what it was about.

Better that way. It's good to
forget what's not our business.

And who know for sure what
is or is not our business?

See you.

Do you want something for
the Yukon? I'm going that way.

So late?

There is lots of moonlight and I'd rather travel during
the night. This way one avoids unpleasant encounters.

Four of my men have been murdered.
Delaine, how come you didn't

notice anything in the Indian
reservation under your management?

Captain, I repeat that the
arrows were from Black Feet.

The Cree under my responsibility
are still peaceful.

Don't be naive.

Who knows what a peaceful
Indian can be up to?

- I bring an urgent message
for the Fort's commander.
- Go ahead.

Gentlemen ... it is something far
more serious than an Indian skirmish.

Louis Riel has started another uprising.

But wasn't that outlaw
expelled from the Country?

The halfbreed settlers
convinced him to return and

represent them in their
claims to the Government.

The didn't get anything,
and their response has

been to uprise in Manitoba,
Alberta and Saskatchewan.

Then .... that halfbreed is the
instigator of our men's deaths.

- I have a hard time believing that.
- Me too.

Riel is a fanatic idealist, and I
consider him capable of anything ...

except forming an alliance with
a bunch of murderous Indians.

How dare you linking our
cause to that group of savages?

Mr. Riel ... with the Black Feet on our
side, the rest of the tribes will follow.

Huron, Cree, Iroquis...throusands
of warriors who will fight to death!

We want our own government
in a country that's ours

and free. What do the
Indians have to do with that?

Interesting words, coming from you.
Your grandfather was an Iroquis Chief, right?

Yes! But it is my French heritage what's speaking,
not my savage one. You try to do the same thing!

That's enough!

Both of you are right.

We want a M�tis nation, but we cannot
forget that our blood is Indian as well.

Besides, if we reject them
now, they will turn against us.

Very well then...we have no alternative.

But, Lecomte, you must ensure that our
demands are not stained with vandalism.

You have my word, Mr. Riel.
I will make sure that the

Indians don't commit any act
that is agaist the Laws of War.

This is what my boss
Riel has asked from me.

Tell Big Bear, the bravest
of the Cree Chiefs, that the

time for him to take revenge against
the British tyranny has arrived.

The Red Coats of the
White Queen are powerful.

The Black Feet started their revenge
against the white men two moons ago.

Are the Cree going to remain in their tents,
like women, awaiting for vistory to arrive?

The Cree always knew how to win their

victories. What would be
our mission in this war?

To destroy everything. Not
one single Brithish must remain

alive, be it a man, a woman
or a child, on Big Bear's path.

You've said it.....and it
shall be done as you said.

Halt!

- It seems to be coming from the Blanc's farm.
- Let's go.

Attention....Light trot!

Halt! Halt!

Order to attack! ...Charge!

- Let's go! Retreat!
- The British! Let's get out of here!

- The Mounties! We're safe!
- Dad!!

Let go of the girl, you idiot!

Don't shoot, we could hit the girl!

No...please.

That's better.

I was told many times that
a woman would be my downfall.

Listen, Ray.

When you were in Landwack you
met a halfbreed girl named Carol.

- Yes.
- Then, it was you!

Answer me! She was my sister!

- Your....sister?
- Did you do it?

- No....I swear.
- But you know who did it.

- Yes....
- Who is he?

No....you'll kill him.

Ray, in the name of God I am asking you
to tell me who did it. Tell me who did it!

Halt! Dismount!

We lost the few ones
who managed to escape.

Did you notice? These are
not Black Feet, they are Cree.

Big Bear's tribe allied
with the Black Feet.

It couldn't be a worse combination.

And they are organized Riel's M�tis.

Sgt. Wesley, the farms
must be evacuated. Split the

men into platoons and tell
them to summon the settlers.

- Are we taking them to the Fort, Sir?
- Yes.

You take care of Yukon village. Its 20
families must be in the Fort by dusk.

It won't be easy to make
them leave their houses.

Tell the ones who refuse to come
that they may not see the next dawn.

Poor Ray. Did you know
that his dream was to return

to England, get married
and have lots of children?

If we are not careful,
none of us will return.

We must go faster. I want to
arrive soonest to Helen's farm.

- So that's why you were so keen to come this way.
- Gallop!

Halt!

Lex...how come you are here?

Bad news, Mr. Patterson. You
must accompany us to the Fort.

- It's Riel, isn't it?
- Yes, and the Indians. They
have attacked the Blanc's farm.

My God....

You must hurry. My men
will help you packing.

- Brandon, you've heard me....Is Helen inside?
- Yes.

Come with me.

Hello.

Lex!....I didn't expect you today.

She is Helen.

Nice to meet you.

And...he must be Peter.

Helen, you must leave the farm. Pick up
your belongings, just what's indispensable.

- What's going on?
- The Indians, Miss.

- C'mon, we must hurry.
- Helen, who is here?

Lex, you tell Mother. And
please, try not to scare her.

- Heled, don't you hear me?
- Yes....it's Lex.

- Please, go.
- OK, but be quick.

- Good Morning, Mrs. Patterson.
- Good morning, Lex.

What are you doing there?
Please give me a hand.

Could you bring that trunk?

Where shall I put it?

On top of the bed.

By the way, I still haven't thanked you.

Do you love Lex a lot?

Why do you ask me such stupid question?

- He loves you.
- Are you surprised?

No.

You are not very gallant.
You look like an Indian.

- I'm sorry.
- Why? My mother is an Indian.

- Is your father a Frenchman?
- No, he's an Englishman.

So that's it....

What?

I don't know. You look....different.

- Helen....But...you are not ready?
- I'll be ready in a moment.

That cart...don't stop...

Here...to the left.

This way....go on.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- I suppose we'll see each other again.
- That's for sure, this place is quite small.

You...turn to the right.

You are still around?

As long as the Indians don't calm down,
I intend to be Her Majesty's guest.

This way you will have time to
remember the story you told me about.

I already remember...but I got
the wrong village. It wasn't yours.

You see...I travel to many places.

Sure....

There are too many, Sir. Could
we take care of all of them?

- We have no choice.
- And for how long, Captain?

Until sufficient reinforcements arrive
to keep the Indians in their reserves.

What do you intend to do with
the halfbreeds in our area?

They are still peaceful, but....

We'll arrest all the ones
we suspect will uprise.

They are all suspects, Sir.

Starting with our own guides.

The war has started, Peter.

You are not telling me anything new.

What do you intend to do?

About what?

I already told you that you
must take sides during fights.

What makes you think that
I haven't already done so.

Stop being vague and speak clearly!

I am defecting tonight
to join our forces.

Will you come with me?

No.

Now I know on which side you are!

Surely not with the one
assaulting helpless farms.

Of course...your British blood prevents
you from being loyal to your own.

Don't speak again about loyalties!
I'm here fighting my own battle.

I don't care about others' fights!

OK, suit yourself.

But remember this moment
when a court comprised by

people of your own race
tries you for treason.

Aim well, they are not
worth the lead in a bullet.

Fire!

They refused to join the M�tis troops.

This will be a lesson for the
cowards and the ones who hesitate.

A tratitor's death must
be slow and painful.

With your methods, you won't
earn my warrior's respect.

The next one we catch will
be handled to your warriors.

My brother Lecomte speaks wisely.

And now, where shall my warriors head?

No more remote farms.

We'll go to Yukon village.

- Centry #1...
- Here!

- Centry #2...
- Here!

- Centry #3...
- Here!

- Centry #4...
- Here!

What are you doing here?
This place is for soldiers.

You looked very lonely.

I was born in the Lantwack Mountains.

The only companion men
have in that area is a rifle.

And when they go to the
village...what do they do?

Normally, they don't talk about it.

That's better for them
...and the women as well.

Where have you left Lex?

- Why do you always tell me about him?
- Because he always tells me about you.

It's obvious he is not from Lantwack, eh?

But he is your fianc�.

Yes, he is.

A woman in a remote farm
cannot prevent becoming

engaged with the first
handsome man who smiles at her.

- You cannot understand that, of course.
- You are wrong...

I understand it perfectly.

- Then ...?
- Then ... what?

Peter, don't try to
ignore a woman's intuition.

I know what you feel
when you look at me.

In that case, don't play with fire.

I'm not playing.

And neither am I. That's why it's
better than you go back with your people.

See you tomorrow.

Halt! Who is there?

Corporal .... a rider is coming!

Halt! Who is there?

Don't you hear? Answer me!

He's got a red coat
and he looks wounded.

Open the gates.

Sergeant Weesley!

What's going on, Corporal?

He is dead, Sir.

He weas going to bring with
him the settlers from Yukon.

- Leave immediately with a detachment.
- Yes, Sir.

May God let us find survivors.

Don't look upset, Renoir. Be happy,
you are the only survivors from Yukon.

Did you have to destroy everything?

Why are you complaining? We burned your
store, but we saved the best merchandise.

I'm not thinking about the store,
but rather about my neighbours.

You still don't realize how much
those killings will hurt our cause.

After living for so long with the British,
you have forgotten that you are a M�tis.

I don't know why
Lacombe wants you alive.

I know why.

Where are they taking us, father?

To their camp.

The Mounties! Gallop, you stupid!

Stop here!

That's enough, Renoir.
You've gone too far.

You come from Yukon, eh?
What have you done there?

We left lots of
work....for the undertakers.

Lieutenant, those people are not seeking
independence. They just enjoy murdering others.

Sir, the wagon is full
of weapons and ammunition.

Where were you going with those
rifles, Renoir? Hunting, perhaps?

Believe it or not, I was
taken against my will.

Sure... that's why
they were escorting you.

They were not escorting
us, they were driving us.

Do you expect us to believe that?

Peter, my father is telling the truth.

Sergeant, I've known
Renoir for a few years.

If he says he was taken by
force, he is telling the truth.

Talk to me only when I ask you!

Don't get involved in this, Peter.
This matter does not concern you.

What happened in Yukon?

- They killed everybody at dawn.
- Except you two, the only halfbreeds!

Yes, we are M�tis. But my father
tried to stop the massacre.

Renoir, which one of your
Yukon neighbours was a witness?

Stop. Don't make things worse.

Sgt. O'Neil, take them to
the Fort. Take 4 men with you.

- Yes, Sir.
- Ah, and also bury the dead.

Corporal...we'll keep
going towards Yukon.

Lembrock!....you go with them.

Yes, Sir....at your service.

Be careful with the Sergeant.
Don't make him angrier.

What will they do with Renoir?

If the story about Yukon
is true, he will be hanged.

Attention....Light trot!

Peter, why are they
treating my father that way?

That's the way the Sergeant shows
his sympathy towards the M�tis.

Peter, why are you on their side?

And you? Why have you put
yourselves in the position

of being accused as
participating in a massacre?

We didn't participate, believe me.

They took us with them
so that the M�tis in the

area could see that my
father had joined them.

Your father is Riel's friend, isn't he?

Yes, but he hasn't participated
in anything, I swear.

My God...Peter, do
something. He won't survive.

Is it necessary the he
arrives dead to the Fort?

This is the last time
I tell you that I am

not interested in any
halfbreed's opinion.

Halt! Stop right now!

What do you say?

Drop your guns, quickly!

I don't want to shoot anyone.

Are you crazy, Peter?

I don't like to do this,
but I have no choice.

You were going to hang an innocent
man. C'mon, drop your guns!

You too, Sergeant!
Didn't you hear me? Do it!

Me obeying you, you dog?

Next time I'll aim to your
head. Don't try anything.

Paulette, cut your father loose.
All you dismount, quickly!

All of you...over there.

Grab your guns and two horses, spook away
the other horses, and get away from here.

OK.

I knew you weren't any
better than the other halfbreeds.

You will hang
for this, Peter Lembrock!

- And I will be a witness.
- I won't give you that pleasure.

See you next time, Sergeant!

You are safe here. This is Cree land.

I will never forget that you have
risked everything for us, Peter.

What will you do now?

I don't know. Nothing is
turning the way I expected.

- And you two? Where will you go?
- We'll go to Lacombe's camp....

I must stop him from
fihgting the war this way.

I don't think you will succeed, but
I will assist you in your endeavour.

Lacombe!.....here is Renoir.

I didn't expect to see the other one.

Renoir, you've always been an
idealist .... albeit not too practical.

Do you think I enjoy the
killing of women and children?

In that case, stop it!

We need the Indians on our side.
Do you think they would follow

us if we fought the kind of
romantic war you are proposing?

Excuse me. I know nothing about
wars, but with those killings

you are losing legitimacy and
you may end losing everything.

We are in debt with you
for saving Renoir.

But that doesn't give you the right
of putting our victory in doubt!

I wouldn't trust anyone who
has been with the British.

Just a minute, Bourdeaux.
We didn't come here to listen

to any accusations, especially
if they come from you.

- Renoir.....!
- I salute you.

Welcome to my camp.

Grand Chief, Renoir is an
important defender of our cause.

I know, and I'm happy
to see him with us.

Same as with you, the brave
man who has the same blood

as my warriors, and who
will guide them to Fort Pitt.

If they deny me more troops, I won't
be able to repel a massive Indian attack!

Government's orders, Sir.
The rebellion has expanded to

the South West and each garrison
will have to defend itself.

This is insane!

They will defeeat us, one at the time.

We need time for General
Strange to gather the troops.

By that time, all Forts
will have been destroyed.

And why would the Ottawa
politicians care about that?

I shall follow the order!

Though I don't agree with its
logic.....You tell General Strange.

Yes, Sir.

What's in your mind, Peter?

I must leave, Paulette.

What did you say? You can't do that.

The Mounties consider you an outlaw.

Do you also want to become
a traitor to our people?

I'm stillnot sure who are my people.

The ones who have your same blood.

I'm tired of hearing that tune.

My blood is half
British and half Indian.

To which half do I owe loyalty?

You still doubt it....? After the
way the Sergeant humiliated you?

You have no choice. You are a M�tis.

I know! ....But listen to me. I will never
join that mob wanting to destroy Fort Pitt.

You still have ties to the Red Coats.

That' not the case, either. I
joined them trying to find a man.

And I still haven't achieved my goal.

And what is your goal?

To kill him.

Why?

Because of a woman?

Yes.

She was my sister.

Paulette....why are you crying?

Peter.....stay here.

Where are you going?

To the Fort. I must warn them.

Goodbye, Paulette.

You are a deserter in their
eyes! They will hang you!

I'll take that chance.

Come back, Peter! Death
is awaiting you over there!

Sorry for insisting, Sir, but
this death sentence is unfair.

We must keep in mind that
Peter came by his own will.

Yes, suggesting that we
evacuated the premises. This way

the rebels could get us without
having to assault the Fort.

Sergeant, your hate for
that man is blinding you!

That's enough, Corporal!
The death sentence is firm.

Your intervention is out of place.

But you could pardon him!

I know my duty!

Now you perform yours by
maintaining the state of alert.

Didn't you hear the order?!

- Did you achieve something?
- Nothing. His crime is too serious.

But they cannot hang him!

I'm afraid that is fatally possible.

You, too, hate him
because he is a M�tis.

Not at all, I don't
discriminate because of race.

And for what I see, neither do yo.

Where are you going? Didn't you
hear it's futile to beg for his life?

I just want to ask for
permission to see him.

Helen!

I came to tell you...that I still
believe in you. Even if nobody else does.

Not all of them.

Yes, Lex doesn't believe you, either.
Please, let's not talk about him now.

Then, what do you want us to talk about?

About both of us.

I'm almost a dead man. Why do you care?

You will always be the
most important thing for me.

I love you, and I need to
know that you also love me.

Do you expect me to betray
the only man who believes me?

No, no. It also hurts me, but what I feel
for you is something much, much stronger.

- Time is over, Miss.
- Wait...just one moment.

Alright.

- Goodbye, Helen.
- Peter...

Peter....

- At your orders, Sir.
- Proceed.

Come...

Goodbye, Lex.

Peter Lembrock, former
guide of Her Majesty's 20th

Squadron.The Court Martial
that took place at Fort Pitt

found you guilty of high
treason. You have been

sentenced to hang by
your neck until you die.

Do you have anything to say?

Yes.That I regret dying in such a useless way.

Because, by not believing me, you have
also sentenced yourselves to death.

Proceed with the execution.

Close the gates! Sound the alarm!

- Lieutenant, place the men in their combat posts.
- Yes, Sir.

- Sergeant!
- Yes, Captain.

- Place the settlers inside the buildings.
- Yes, Sir.

Do you realize, Captain?
Peter told us the truth.

- Put him back in jail. And don't waste more time!
- Yes, Sir.

It was not meant to be toda,
Peter. This rope won't end with you.

- You got it, Lex!
- I think you are right.

See how you could not die?

There is nobody in sight, Sir.

Couldn't it have been
just an isolated Indian?

May God hear you, but you can
be sure this is not the case.

- Is every man in his position?
- Yes, except for the one we just locked in.

And I might add that he is
a good marksman, Captain.

You too? ...Well, give him a rifle

so he can prove he is on our side.

- Corporal, you've herad the Captain.
- At your orders.

Don't shoot yet.

- Go to your post!
- Yes, Sir.

- Fire at will!
- Fire!

FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!

I hope you were the man I came after.

Let's go!

This is my business!

Everybody back to your positions!

Peter, it's the second time
I'm glad I wasn't mistaken.

- They are retreating!
- They are running away from us!

Do you realize now that my
men should have participated?

This battle must be
won by the Cree people.

By running like deer?

Don't speak so quickly.

The first blow has been to wound them.
The second one will annihilate them.

They are retreating, Sir. But...how
long will it be before they return?

They've had many casualties. They will
invoke their spirits for many hours.

They will return tomorrow at dawn.

And then... may God have mercy of us.

Captain, will the
reinforcements arrive on time?

Of course. But now try to get some rest.

Tomorrow we will have
many difficult hours.

We'll put up with that, Captain. The most
important thing is that they are safe.

Sir, wouldn't it be better to tell them
that there will be no reinforcements?

That wouldn't i prove their situation. At
least let them sleep without worrying so much.

Those Ottawa politicians must be satisfied

I'm sure that none of them has even
though of how these poor people will end.

Remain alert. Every
man must be on guard.

Thank you, Miss.

Is there some coffee left for me?

Lex....

is it true that there is
still some hope to get help?

Come with me....

Helen, I want to marry you.....tonight.

- Nonight?
- Yes...we should have done it long ago.

Lex, but all of a sudden .....
Besides, who would marry us?

The Captain can be an acting
Judge in cases like this.

I don't know.... let me think about it.

Helen...don't you realize that maybe
we just have a few hours left to live?

Sorry, Rex....but....not this way.

What's the matter? Why have you changed?

I haven't changed. I'm confused and scared! Please,
don't ask to make such decision under these circumstances.

Helen....

Guard! Call the Sergeant Major and
Section Chiefs. Summon them immediately!

Never before has a Mounted Police Fort
surrendered. Are you bring upon us such dishonour?

Try to understand, O'Neil.

I can send my troops to death....but
no the civilians under my protection.

Together with me, you are
in command of this Fort.

You know we won't get any
help, and that the enemy

won't stop until they
have slaughtered all of us.

If you know of another solution to save the
women and the children, please let me know.

I still think that surrendering is
not an honourable option, Captain.

And what's your opinion, gentlemen?

We will obey any order
you may give us, Sir.

In that case, there is
no more to talk about.

We will try to negotiate at dawn.

Here is our proposal. You can have the
Fort in exchange of all its occupants' lives.

Are you trying to sell us what we
are going to take without any effort?

It won't be without an effort. Many men will
die before you can pass through that gate.

My warriors are not afraid of death.

Neither are mine....

but there are innocent
women and children inside.

You are more cautious than
corageous, white Chief.

What's your decision?

I accept your surrender. But
before you have to give me

that man. He is a traitor
to his race, and he must die.

I said you can have the Fort in
exchange of ALL its occupants' lives.

You'll see a burning arrow.
If you don't hand me that man

before its fire dies, my
warriors will destroy the Fort.

Sir, weren't you going to hang him? Why do
we all have to die because of that halfbreed?

Shut up!

That man is right, Captain.
You must hand me to them.

In either case, my end will be the same.

I don't offer any sacrifices to Manitou.

Neither do I, Sir. And if I stay
here, I will sacrifice all of you.

I cannot accept that solution.

There is no other one.

And there is not much time left.

Goodbye, Captain.

Lembrock!

This young man is not lucky. It's the
second time we sentence him to death.

Peter!

Peter, don't leave!

You shouldn't have done this.

Open the gates!

Or do you want me to change my mind?

Corporal!

- Arrange the evacuation immediately.
- Yes, Sir.

Do you think they will respect
the agreement and let us go freely?

Yes, Big Bear will keep his
word. Get ready to leave.

What's going on, Sergeant? Don't you see
it's also painful for me to leave this place?

That's not what I was
thinking about, Captain.

The Renoirs are nothing but trouble.

He has been burning for 2 days under
the sun. It is a savage way of torturing.

That's not our business.
Go and tell Big Bear.

- I'll do it right now!
- Stop behaving like a jackass.

Big Bear is becoming fed-up with you.

And if you don't care about your own
safety, at least think about your daughter's.

I should have never joined you. This has no
resemblance to the cause I always defended.

Did you hear him?

He said he should have never joined us.

He is right. And since we
don't need him anymore....

Take good 'care' of him.

Immediately!

It's too early for you to die.
You'll get the death you deserve.

Will you be able to do it, father?

Sure, nobody suspects of me.
Wait for me by the horses.

Be careful.

Go.

Wait, Renoir....

Stay quiet...don't raise the alarm.

Boony, I'm waiting for my father.
We are going to escape with Peter.

I didn't expect that. You
are not lying to me, are you?

No, I swear. What would
I be doing here otherwise?

My father is no longer with Lecomte.

He should have done that long time ago.

I'm afraid....he is taking too long.

I'll see what's going on.
That's what I came here for.

Wait!

Where is my father?

If he has been caught, then you are
also in danger. You must come with us.

- Paulette...
- Father... father.

Be careful with Bourdeaux.
Leave this place.

Paulette, there is nothing more we
can do. We must leave immediately.

I'll stay here. You save yourselves.

You heard what your
father said. Come here.

- Don't waste more time.
- But ....

Goodbye...

- Bourdeaux...
- Huh?

Oh, hi...little dove.

What is that stinky stuff?

It's my magic elixir. Hang on a little
bit more, you will be like new in no time.

You know, Boony? You
are a very strange man.

I didn't think you could sneak into an
Indian camp to save a halfbreed's life.

Well, you sneaked into the Fort to kill a
man and ended saving everybody's lives

...even his.

Boony, do you know who he is? Tell me!

Forget about that, boy.
Vengeance dries one's heart.

I've been looking for him for months ...

Leave him alone, Peter! You
have already hurt him enough.

What do you mean?

He did hurt you with your sister, and you
hurt him with his fianc�e. You are both even.

Lex?

Listen, Peter Lembrock. I
don't know why I told you

this. But if you kill him, I'll
take your life, which you ow me.

Here, hold this.

A few days' rest here will do us
good...until you can ride again.

Afterwards, we'll join the troops.

General, the 18th of Dragoons
will arrive in less than 1 hour.

Thank you, Captain.

Gentlemen, we have all our troops together.
The moment of the battle has arrived.

This is the situation....

Here, in Batoche, are Riel's troops.

They are sheltered by the
cliffs surrounding the valley.

We must attract them towards the plains.

For that purpose, on of our squadrons will
move this way, making themselves visible.

The rebels will attack the
squadron. Then, the rest of our

troops, which will be hiding
here, will attack the rebels.

Excuse me, Sir. But that plan may fail.

If the squadron does not go at least as far as
here, Riel's troops will not leave their hideout.

That's a possibility. But if we move deeper into
enemy's territory we may lose all those troops.

- Let me try it, Sir.
- That would be suicide!

What's left of the Mouted Police's
20th Squadron will make the attempt.

Captain, nobody has criticized your for the loss
of Fort Pitt. You have nothing to prove to us.

Not to you, Sir, but rather to the enemy.

And this is the honourable task
I have requested for our squadron.

We are going to show
all what we can do when

we don't have women and
children in our care.

Fort Pitt is now nothing
but a pile of wood ashes.

I want the ones tasked with rebuilding it
remember us like a group of men who always knew

how to carry out our duty.

But the ones coming with me
must do so on their own will.

Volunteers! One step ahead!

Thank you.

The rebels are hiding behind the rocks on both
sides. When they come out, we will attack them.

Do you think they will fall in the trap?

It all depends of the
Captain and his men.

Let's hope they don't have to
go too deep into enemy territory.

Forward!

Squadron....march!

They are heading towards a mousetrap.

Could be, but they could
also be and advance party.

Nobody moves.

Look, Peter.... The Red Coats.

- We are already home.
- Wait!

Look over there

The rebels....they are waiting for them.

- They are going into a trap.
- We must warn them.

Stop!....This way we would
just precipitate the attack.

We must reach them and warn them so
that they can organize their defence.

I will go first.

If I don't make it to the
valley, then it will be your turn.

Be careful, young man.

Sir, they are going too far.

Relax, Major.

Yes, they are alone.
Get ready to attack them.

Why haven't they
already attacked us, Sir.

They want us to be a sure shot.

Be careful, Captain!
You are all surrounded!

He's going to warn them! Attack!

Death to the British!

Halt! Dismount! Make the square!

You, cover this front!

Move those horses away!

Go to your positions.

Peter! I didn't expect to
see you again in this world.

Shoot, or they will kick us out of it!

Attention!

Attention!

Call to arms!

Mount...arms!

Front....march!

Front....march!

Troops....march!

Squadron...unsheathe...march!

They are trying to surround
us. Go and confront them!

Cheer up, boys! Here comes the Army!

The British! Let's go after them!

Halt!

Cavalry! Attack from the sides! Charge!

Halt!

Aim!

First line! Knee on the ground!

Ready...aim!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

Cease fire!

Kill all of them!

Big Bear! Come her and
call me coward again!

Captain!

Halt!

Knee on the ground! Fire at will!

Great, Peter! You are
worth as much as a Scotsman!

I mean it!

We have lost. Save yourself.

What for? Besides, it's too late.

In the name of the Queen...surrender!

The British! Every man for himself!

They are running away!
They are defeated!

C'mon, come here!

I'm sorry to see that you survived.
Now I will have to kill you.

Or I will kill you first.

To keep Helen, right?

No. To avenge my sister.

What did you say?

Carol... Remember her?

Careful!

Why did you do that?
That bullet was for me.

This way you may forgive me, right?

Listen, it was never my
intention to steal Helen from you.

I believe you.

Lex....my friend.

Subtitles by O Cangaceiro.