All language subtitles for The Bravos (2)

♪ [ Bugle Call ]

[ Explosions ]

[ Horse Blusters ]

Corporal!

- [ Man ] No sign of life?
- No, sir. Nothin'.

Just the old woman
and the dog.

What was she doing there?

Dyin'.

And nothing else?
No people, no animals?

No, sir. Same thing
as we found at El Morro
and Red Lake.

Three Navajo villages
deserted, suddenly.
Just picked up.

You said
there were no tracks?

Nowhere I been.

Just this, Major.

The sand painting.
Yes, sir.

The body of a man,
the head of an animal.

It was wearing
that army coat.

That lance was run
right into it.

I thought
they were finished.

I thought the army
saw to that.

[ Wind Whistling ]

Major?
Sir, about these patrols.

There ain't a man on this post
don't know we're riding out
of here under strength.

With those scouts
and fresh troops overdue
from Fort Stanton--

Well, they're tight.

[ Sawing ]

Sergeant?

Yes, sir.

[ Man ]
Come on! Ain't got all day
to get these things built.

Uh, one pick.

Major Harkness, any word
on those supplies yet?

None.Huh.

What can I get you,
Major Harkness?

Mr. Barrows,
I want to see lightning.

[ Coin Clattering ]

Uh, sack of 56-50's.

Three pounds
of hardtack.

Mm-mmm. Not this time.

What do you know
about our Navajo?

- What do you want to know?
- They're deserting
their villages.

Moving up to Chao Mesa.
2,000 of them.

Two pounds of bacon.

- I want to know why.
- Ask 'em.

I had in mind
you might do that for me.

Chao Mesa? Me?

- That's it.
- [ Chuckles ]
No.

Army ain't got my name
on no papers no more.

I come and go
where I please.

There isn't anyone going much of
anywhere, Ben, if those Navajo
are putting on war paint.

Climb around those rocks,
gettin' my tail shot off just to
find out what they're up to?

Is that what you want?

Sugar and salt.

Movin' out.

That's it.

Catch the first herd
north to Oregon.

That's the way to put it.

Really gonna do it.

Find that little spread
of buffalo grass.

A woman.

Kids.

Now you know me.

Here's mud.

Uh... yeah.

Let me have a saddle pad.

If you can find something
to put it on.

I got a horse.

Army horse.

Apache got yours.

I wish I could
sell you one, Ben,

but we're short
on remounts.

- Mr. Barrows--
- Is closed for inventory.

It's a pretty long walk
to the Navajo.

Take my sorrel.

And if you head for Oregon--That could happen.

Remember,
stealing an army horse
is a hangin' offense.

You underhanded,
double-dealing son--

Now you know me.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Gunfire, Shots Ricocheting ][ Men Yelling ]

[ Gunfire Continues ]

[ Men Whooping ]

Pull 'em in there!
Come on! Hyah!

Pull those wagons in!

[ Shouting Continues ]

[ Whooping ]

All right!
Get those wagons in!

[ Whooping Continues ]

Come on out! Come on!

[ Gunshots ]

Come on!

Come out!

What the hell
are you shooting at, boy?

What the hell
do you think, German?

You're wasting ammunition.

Don't.

All men remain armed
without neglect.
Maintain your positions.

We are the superior force.

What about water,
Captain Buckley?

We'll dig for water.

Four men on shovels.
Two-hour shifts.

The rest stand guard.

Stores will be apportioned.
Women and children on quarter
rations. Men on less.

Why don't we send out
a search party
and look for the fort?

We don't have a sufficient force
to spare a party.

You said it's west.
Maybe one man--

Trying to get a sense
of direction at night
in the open desert,

target for those savages?

I have no doubt
as to his end, Mr. Lynde.

But--Nor do I have any doubt
as to your obedience.

Tomorrow we'll make plans.
Tonight we have to set a watch.

Captain Buckley.

The only thing
these Indians want
is your horse as tribute.

I do not negotiate
with those who would rob me.

All these people here
will die if you don't.

Not as long as I have
a man left to pull a trigger,
Mr. Raeder.

No, sir.
The buzzards will not
feed off this party.

[ Spits ]

[ Woman ]
Garratt. We're not
gonna make it.

Oh, we're gonna.Oh, Captain Buckley.

He'll get us out.
You'll see.

Get us buried in them holes
we've been diggin' for water.

I'm gonna get you
an extra ration of food.
I'll ask him.

From now on,
you have mine.Garratt.

Hush, honey.We gotta try and make it
to that fort.

Heller.We've got to!

Honey, we'll die
out there.We'll die here.

Every time we try to move,
they just drive us back.

They don't need to kill us.
We're doing it all to ourselves.

Stop talking like that.
I ain't gonna listen.

Mr. Raeder-- he knows.

Well, there ain't
no one dead yet.

Raeder.
He knows nothin'.

Garratt--You stop talking stupid.

Captain?

Yes, sir.Set tomorrow morning's
patrol.

Corporal Chaffee
commanding.

Reconnoiter Correo area.

Work back
around Valverde.

I'll talk to Chaffee
when he gets back.

Major Harkness.

Sir, if I had
2,000 neighbors
rattling lances,

I wouldn't send out
five-man patrols.

I'd make this garrison
defensible.

How would you do that?

Sir?

Seventy-seven men,
an ammunition inventory
that's not promising,

decayed walls,

situated on low ground.

It'd take months
to make this fort
defensible.

Till we get that detachment
from Fort Stanton, sir,

we are powerless to make
an aggressive fight.

Then we prevent it,
MacDowell.

You don't stop a fire out here
once it gets started.

You keep it from happening.With five-man patrols, sir?

- Five is what we've got.
- Sir, I was adjutant at
Fort Reilly for two years.

You've been my adjutant
for two months,

long enough to know
this isn't Kansas.

Post your watch.

Single sentries
on every wall.

Two-man local patrol,
mounted.

If anything moves or breathes,
I want to know about it.

Yes, sir.Sir! Captain MacDowell, sir!

Captain MacDowell, sir!

At Las Lunas Canyon, sir.
I think I saw smoke.

Over there.

They're dust devils.
I've seen thousands
of 'em in Kansas.

Yes, sir.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Panting ]
They're gonna die.

You and I see that.

Please help me.

Go back.

The patrol goes out.But he knows if we don't
have reinforcements--

The major says
the patrol goes out.

Well, it's the dead
I could always prescribe
for rightly.

Is that what you think
you're going to be
doing here, Doctor?

I'm just asking.

The Spaniards were
more afraid of the Navajo
than they were the Apache.

What beat them then?

The war.

The government couldn't
stand the harassment,

so it sent in the army
under Kit Carson...

in '64.

Two years ago.
[ Chuckles ]

That's recent enough
to remember how to mount
an attack, isn't it?

Do you know what
the Navajo could do here
with that trail to feed on?

And this fort the only
law and protection
for 500 miles?

Is that why
they're gathering?

You think that's
what they're after?

I don't know
what they're after.

I'd like to find the genius
who picked the site
for this fort.

You could hide a thousand
Indians behind those rocks.

Have to patrol it
24 hours a day.

What are you doing
out here?

What I was sent here for:

to keep peace
and the way west open.

How, if I might ask?

Maintain order
by your own plan of action.

[ Chuckles ]
Well, that shouldn't
be too hard.

With your Indians
and all the desperate,
angry people...

pouring through here,
heading west,

half of them hating themselves,
and the other half
hating each other,

all of them
running away
from something--

mostly from a war
that nobody wanted.

You never saw
the old Navajo stronghold,
did you?

We plowed them under.

We gutted them,
made beggars out of them,

left them nothing
except angry memories.

I don't know what I'm gonna do
with my boy out here.

- What do you mean?
- This came three weeks ago.

"Inman Academy.
Dulwich, Connecticut."

Office of the headmaster.

He's had Peter in there
three times this term.

The last time, they caned him.

For what?

[ Sighs ]
Insubordination, disrespect,

leaving campus
without permission.

That's not bad
for a 12-year-old boy.

Not bad
for Ulysses S. Grant.

The last time,
they brought him in drunk.[ Laughing ]

I don't know what I'm gonna
do with him out here, George.

Primitive living, disease,
isolation, hostiles.

Well, it's not the best place
in the world, but...

try and find that
back in New
England.

Corporal of the guard!
The main gate!

[ Horse Whinnies ]

- Mr. Lynde.
- No. Please, no.

Please don't
go out there.

Lots were drawn.
It's been decided.

All they want
is the horse.
Then we're free to go.

[ Horse Whinnying ]

[ Whinnying ]

[ Gunshots ]

There was valor in this,
Mr. Lynde.

That was not
what we planned!

I would say I felt
a joyous exultation.

A longed-for action
to occupy my attention.

I would say I have seldom
enjoyed an encounter
more in my life.

Help! Let go! Let go!

Help!

Turn that one over,
Sergeant.

Boys.

Only three.

Raeder said
there were five.

All of them just boys.

Well, they're
in their proper repose,
if you ask me, sir.

Ain't no friend of 'em.

Less than you think, Sergeant.
They're not Navajo.

They're Kiowa.

Kiowa?

They're Oklahoma.

Strictly Oklahoma.

They don't just cut
a man's throat.

They cut off his hands,
then peel off his skin.

They'll take a whole day
if they're in a hurry.

I'll get a detail, sir.
We'll bury 'em.
No one will find 'em.

Bury the two
that got over the rim.

Very good.
Take him to the wagon.

Nothing, sir.

No sign of the girl?

Raeder said he left her
two miles west of the canyon.
That's mighty big country.

Head back out.

Work a corridor,
half a mile wide.Yes, sir.

At one time in my life I have
dreamed that I might one day
fight with such men.

Sergeant Boyd.

Get those wagons
ready to trail.
We're moving into the fort.

Major, I protest.
We've been through ordeal.

Half an hour, Sergeant.

- Move 'em out.
- Yes, sir.

Major, your command
does not prevail
over my people!

Any man who resists,
chain him.

Yes, sir.

All right!
Move 'em out!

Post number one.
Rider approaching
the main gate.

[ Chatters ]

Whoa.

That patrol came in
an hour ago. That gave
this one up for dead.

She's on her way.
[ Grunts ]

Heller?

Why'd you go?

Mr. Buckley said
we'd never find you.

Young man, you want to help,
you wait outside,
would you, please?

You all right?Yeah, Doc.

I think Harkness
wants to see you.
Something's happening.

All right.

[ Whispers ]
Bucholz.

Bucholz?

[ Door Closes ]

I count some axles bust,
some wheel rims lost.

Your smith could help
while he's resting.

We're most done in
on stores--

flour, bacon, coffee, salt,
molasses, dried fruit,
if you've any.

Injuries are minor.

Hard work, vittles, sleep--
that's the tonic.

We could trail out of here
most likely day after tomorrow.

And a resupply
of ammunition.

Where do you think you're
gonna get all that?

Here at the fort.
You have stores.

We're in short supply.

We have barely enough
for our own.

You can't mean that.

Can't I?

How did you get these people to
follow you anywhere, Buckley?

Well, now,
I can answer that.

Some advertise in newspapers,
don't you see,

inviting emigrants
to meet and organize.

It's what I did
in an outfitting town.

When did you leave
Independence?September.

Two months late.
No chance to beat
the snow.

Cutting down
on the nooning hour,

making 20 miles a day
instead of 14.

Heading overland
with seven wagons.

Seven's enough
for supply and defense.

Twenty is barely enough
for supply and defense.

- Companies vary.
- You have no outriders,

no hunters, no scout.

I demand the highest conduct
from my people.

Disciplined, resourceful,
one man knowing his trail.

The east-west trail
goes through this fort.

You were 10 miles off trail
and boxed in.

By savages!

Three of which,
I must remind you,

that we saved the army
the trouble of killing.

Out to massacre
20 people.

Out for tribute.
You were told that.

I do not negotiate.

You negotiate, Buckley.

It's the way you keep
the Indian from exploding.

I do not intend to crawl
and squirm in corners...

from savages
that don't know strategy
or tactics.

I do not like
that picture, Major!

There are no
Kiowa Napoleons!

Sir, sentry reports Indians
a quarter mile out.

♪ [ Bugle Call ]

Single sentries, Captain,
on every wall.

Sir, I'm not satisfied.

Captain, in a command like this,
everyone cannot be satisfied.

Yes, sir.

Single sentries!
Man your posts!

Spooky, ain't he?

Satanta.

[ Harkness ]
He'll lie, cheat, steal,
kidnap, kill.

No one trusts him,
and he trusts no one.

What's he after down here?

Warriors.
He called a war council
of the Navajo.

He's been up on Chao Mesa
for three days.

They think
he's big medicine.How far'd he get?

Not that far, not yet.

What stopped him?He came down
to pick up his dead.

You mean
those boys Buckley killed
are his people?

Young braves out to win
their first feather.

And he wants
who killed 'em.

An eye for an eye.

And if those Navajo just think
he can get away with it--

But that can't happen.
That's just a handful
of renegade Kiowas.

But if it did happen?

[ Ben ]
That's all those Navajo
need to see.

They'll come off those rocks,
all 2,000 of 'em,

and they won't leave you
heads to bury.

It can happen.

[ Wind Howling ]

Heller.

Honey.

Hey, you know?
Captain Buckley,
he's sure shapin' things up.

Y-You ought to see
the way he does.

And you know, those wagons,
they ain't nearly so battered
as we thought.

And ours, honey--

Ours hardly nothin'.

Broke a spoke in a wheel.

Yeah, we'll be, uh,
tradin' the whole train out,
I think, day or day after.

Yeah. Been talkin'
to the captain.

And, uh, he says--
Know what he says?

He says,
"The best land in California's
the San Joaquin."

We-- We can plant
or raise hogs or chickens.
Both even.

And, you know, this side
of a year, we're gonna have
that piano I promised you--

I'm not goin'
to California, Garratt.

I'm not going with you.Honey, I don't want to
hear nothin' like that.

You go.
You and the captain.

You need me.

Don't you understand
common language anymore?

I'm not going with ya.

I don't wanna have nothin'
more to do with you.
I wanna go home.

All right.

Well, then
the whole game's up,
isn't it?

I believed you, Garratt.

I believed you when you told me
you'd take care of me.

Oh. I only made up my mind
to go with you
to help you along.

Well, it's a time
to tell me that.

All right.
I don't want you with me.

Now, that's dead straight.

You go out
and find yourself
some trooper.

You think
I ain't been noticed?

I don't have to ask.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Corporal of the guard!
Post number one!

You're from Fort Stanton?Yes, sir.

Where's my detachment?

Sir, I'm just freighting
this up to Colonel Jones
at Fort Baker.

Four companies of cavalry!
Five scouts! Where are they?

Colonel Anderson said to
tell you, Major Harkness, sir,
he can't spare them.

He said three months.

I have all
the new circulars, sir.

"Salt Pork and Its Uses,"
"Numbering and Lettering
of Haversacks."

I have wanted posters--There's the way
you run an army!

You don't need troopers!
You don't need supplies
and ammunition!

You fight it on circulars.

I ask for men,
and Jones gets whiskey
and a bloody bugler boy!

Major Harkness, sir,
I think you'd better--Damn it! What?

I think you'd better
meet your son.

You know, you can make
a pretty fair fire
out of possum fat,

or a skunk.

A dead skunk, of course,
one who didn't have time
to advertise.

That's what we used
when we ran out of coal oil.

So you keep the wick low.

Your mother could never
understand why--

I already know
what's in this.

About the drinking, sir,
or the playing around
with girls?

Sacked.
Thrown out of school.

I never did the drinking.
That was Jenkins.

Shipped off with a tag
on your coat,

packed off like
a piece of freight.

Well, we--
we'll talk about that--

Tell me about your trip.
It was a quite a wind out there
today, wasn't it?

Did they feed you properly?
See any buffalo?

Traveling with soldiers.
I'll bet they put a word
or two in your vocabulary.

Will I be sleeping here
or in the barracks, sir?

Peter, what happened?

I've slept
in barracks before.
I don't mind.

Peter.Yes, sir?

Stop calling me "sir."

Reverend Satterfield
always said
to call people "sir."

Well, I am not
Reverend Satterfield.

You are done with
Reverend Satterfield.

It was just
one of his rules,
that's all.

The only one
you chose not to ignore,
it would seem.

Yes, sir.

Well, you know.

Peter.
[ Sighs ]

First thing in the morning,
I'll tell you where we're going.

Do you know
how long it's been?

It's four years
since I've seen you.

You look so much
like your mother, it's--

She, uh, told me
to save something for you.

It's a Southern
officer's sword.

At Vicksburg,

he gave it to me
in surrender.

I was gonna give it away,
but...

she said to save it for you.

I don't want to see it.

I don't want to see anything
you've got in that box.

Not the sword or anything!

Disruptive in prayers.

Sir.

- Inattention in class.
- Yes, sir.

Insolent to the masters,
cheating on examinations.

Yes, sir!

Fighting in the dormitory,
playing the chapel organ
at midnight,

cribbing, smoking.

- Yes!
- Is that all you can say?

- Yes? Yes what?
- Yes, sir!

There's soap
by the basin.

There's water
in the pitcher.

Major?

I, uh-- I could have the cook
rustle up some beans
for the boy.

Do that, Sergeant-Major.

Oh, Marcy.Yes, sir?

Tell the officer of the day
I want to talk to Buckley
and his people...

tomorrow morning at 8:00,
after assembly.

And Cavalieri, MacDowell
and the doctor.

Right, sir.

[ Chuckles ]

"Stories for the Campfire."

They're all good men,
but not one can read sand.

I need a man who can.

You.Huh?

Ben, I've got dreams
as well as you.

But dreams cost.

Do you know the price
of a small spread in Oregon?

- No.
- $200 a section.

Brood stock and feed,
food and supplies.

Not counting what you
have to have to get through
the first winter.

You don't even try it
for less than 500.

Stay or go.

Just know what you want.

How much
am I wanted for, Ben?

600.

You've been thinking
what you might do with $600.

After all, Ben,

here you are
at the top of your life,

living that sordid...

and obscure existence.[ Cocks Gun ]

Last time I saw you, they
were hanging a medal on you.
What happened?

There was a little farmhouse
outside Chattanooga.

Of no strategic value,

but it was
heavily fortified.

We had a company commander
who simply couldn't
stand the thought...

of having
an unsecured objective
on his name.

So we were ordered
to take it.

And we tried.

Three times we tried,

and we finally
did take it...

with the last four men
we had standing.

I returned
and I walked into his tent,

and I put a bullet
in his head.

Where can you go?

To the mountains, Ben.

They're gonna
catch up with you
sooner or later.

A bounty hunter, somebody.

Well, Ben,

better you than them
if it has to happen.

[ Hammer Releases ]

Assembled
and accounted for, sir.

[ Horse Whinnies ]

You have sustained
considerable hardship.

By the grace of God and the
courage of one of your number,
you're all here.

Normally you'd be welcome
to repair and recoup
as long as you like.

The situation is not normal.

I must ask you to make
what repairs you can
today and tomorrow.

The smithy will be available
to you at any hour.
So will the wheelwright.

Present your requests
to Lieutenant Cavalieri.

Extraordinary
and personal matters
to Captain MacDowell.

Need for medical attention
to Captain Detroville,
our surgeon.

Be harnessed and ready for trail
at 6:00 in the morning,

day after tomorrow.

A detachment will
take you to Fort Stanton.

Later on to Bent's Fort.

Major?

Fort Stanton.
That's east.
Back where we came from.

And they can continue on
from there back to Saint Louis.

Well, no, sir, no.

We are heading west.To what?

Good grass and water.It's 1,000 miles.

- If that's what it takes.
- You won't make 10.

- We have made 500!
- Not with Satanta as an escort.

We have met
the vaunted red man.
We have prevailed.

- Mr. Buckley--
- Captain!

Captain Buckley!

2,000 Navajo are
sitting up there
in those rocks...

waiting to see
what's gonna happen to you.

I bloody well will not
get into a fight with them...

because your scalp is hanging
from some Kiowa's belt!

[ Scoffs ]
There is the way
with this army!

Sentimentalizing
about its immortal souls.

Cowards afraid to die,
clinging to life at the sight
of a sharp knife.

Well, go east.

Back to where
you came from.

Back where a man
can't trust anything.

To life without
beginning or end.

I want only strong people,

with spirits
that want to go soaring.

People who wish to lift
themselves out of the place
into which they were born.

Well, go back.
Back where diminishing
and dying begin,

bankrupt in a filthy prison.

There you will live forever,
my dear friends.

Paupers, without dreams
or ideals.

I go west...

to better things.

So go east.
All of you, go with him!

Present your requests!

You are not fit
to command men.

Ride point for me
to Fort Stanton,

and I'll give you
that sorrel with
the blaze face.

Forty-six hours, Captain.
On their wagons,
or tied to 'em.

See to it they're gone.

[ Door Opens ][ Harkness ]
It was used at close range.

[ Door Closes ]

Some ways it was
the hardest weapon to face.

Could see it coming.Yes, sir.

Peter,
you're angry with me.

No, sir.

You know,

half the men in my command
think I'm too tough on 'em.

But they're good men.

Now, how am I to talk to you?
What do I say?

When Reverend Satterfield
used to get mad,

he'd say things in Latin.

Um--

Omnia gallia...

in tres partes divisa "ist."

Est. I'm sorry?

You're supposed
to say "est,"
not"ist."

I'll remember.

How do you know Latin?

You sent me your paper.

Oh.

I'm just finishing.
Want to see it work?

What is it?

It's a navigational
device for sailing.

No more wind calculations.
Look.

I place this scale
onto the star map.

I'm gonna revolve the scale
on the North Pole.

On these scales I've worked out
the circles of altitude
and the lines of bearing.

All I do is
place it on a star...

and revolve the scale till
it's opposite those figures
on the map underneath.

And there you are,
the ship's location.

You must be well up
in your mathematics.

I never had a chance
to try it out.

Would that work
in the desert?

Would it?It's no different
than the ocean.

Sand instead of water.
Stars are the same.

We'll take ourselves out,
cigars and a bottle of whiskey.

If we can't find
our way back with that,
we don't know our business.

I stole it.

What?

I stole the whole thing.
I never invented it.

Taverner did.

I took it when
he wasn't looking.

Oh, Peter.

I never did
that Latin paper.
I copied it.

I'll teach you
how an olla cools water.

Latin's a dumb thing
to have to learn anyway.

I hated old Fosburgh
who taught it.

I used to go into
his room at night and change
all the grades on his papers.

Wash your face
and get your breakfast.

I don't want it.

There won't be anything
more to eat until evening.

I'm not hungry.
I'm not gonna eat.

You've had three weeks
to rehearse what you
were going to say to me.

You've got something
stuck in your craw,
and I want to know what it is.

You never cared about me.
You never cared about my mother.

Why didn't you let me
stay with you after she died?

Peter,

I only care about one thing--

seeing you grow up with
a chance for the future.

Just so long as you don't
have to have mearound.

Well, around if it's possible,
away from me if it's not.

- You mean that dumb old school?
- If that's the best place.

The place could burn down
for all you care.
You'd never come!

- [ Gunshot ]
- ♪ [ Bugle Call ]

Stay in here.
Don't leave here
unless I tell you.

[ Gunshots ]

- [ Horses Whinnying ]
- ♪ [ Bugle Continues ]

[ Shouting ]
Major!

[ Horses Whinnying ]

Mr. Buckley!

You! Come with me!

Get MacDowell
to the north wall.

Get your women and children
to the armory,

and have your men help
with the ammunition detail now!

[ Gunshots Continue ]

[ Shouting ]

You, help with the ammunition.Right.

Help get the children
into the armory.

Peter.

Get inside, Son.

[ Shouting ]Captain!

[ Shouting ]

Sound cease fire.

- ♪ [ Bugle Call ]
- [ Man ] Cease fire!

♪ [ Continues ]

They had to come over that south
wall. How in the name of God
it happened, I don't know.

Sergeant-Major!Sir, tubs and available
containers filled with water.

Yes, sir?Five-man patrol.
Follow 'em if you can.

Yes, sir.

Well, it would seem
that our frontier
is unprotected, Mr. Wadey.

Post guards.

From here on in,
we'll protect ourselves.Yes, Captain.

[ Harkness ]
Did you or did you not...

leave your posts
in battle?

Yes, sir,
to help out forward.

Who gave you your orders?Captain MacDowell, sir.

Those were his orders?
To help out forward?

No, sir.What were his orders?

To hold our posts, sir.

As assigned.

Yes, sir.

Are you aware of
the 10 standing orders
for sentries?

Yes, sir.

One of which is that you never,
under any circumstances,
leave your post?

- Yes, sir.
- Are you aware,
because you left your post,

the walls of this fort
were breached?

Yes, sir.

Sergeant-Major.Yes, sir.

Take 'em out.Left face.

Forward, hup.

Captain, bring
the officers to attention.

Sir?

The officers will come
to attention.

Officers,

ten-hut!

- Mr. Cavalieri--
- Sir!

Spit out that cigar.

Why didn't they obey
your orders, Captain?

I don't understand
the question, sir.

You gave them orders.
Why didn't they obey them?

Because they didn't
believe in you, Captain.

Because you did not
believe in me.

When men do not believe
in their officers, gentlemen,

you see the results.

Major, sir, I would hardly--

Responsibility
accepted, Captain.

It rests where it belongs--
with me, for remedial action.

Lieutenant Lewis,
double the guard.
Take the men off construction.

- Wrong.
- Sir, I--

Starting now,

every enlisted man,
including the baker,
tanner, smithy, cook,

pulls double guard duty--

Four hours on,
four off, four on.

And his duty assignment,
and construction,
day and night.

That's an 18-hour day, sir.
It's only six hours sleep.

Mr. Lewis,

the officers of this command
will be on duty 24 hours a day.

We get no sleep.

May I ask the purpose
of this, sir?

When my men see their officers
stand to duty while they rest,

they'll believe
in you, Captain.

About three days without sleep,
and you'll believe me.

Further questions?

Got anything
for red eyes, Doctor?

Yes, sir.
Tincture of dogwood.

Officers at ease.
Break out plenty.

Major!What?

They've taken the boy.
He's gone.

Man's got
more guts than brains
goin' out there.

He's standing to his duty,
Mr. Lawler.

[ Speaking Foreign Language ]

- Captain MacDowell.
- Yes, sir!

I'll have Mr. Lawler
out here.

Yes, sir!

Hyah!

If they try anything, put
a bullet in Satanta's gizzard.

[ Whinnies ]

What do you speak?
English?

Spanish?
¿Español?

¿Tú quieres al muchacho?

Yo quiero al jefe
de las carretas.

¿Dónde está el chico?

No está en buen lugar.

¿Hasta cuándo?

Dos puestas de sol,
!¡muere!

Dame al jefe de las carretas.

Una ganga.

Mejor para ti...

que para mí.

My gun.Yup.

Whoa.

He wants you.

I've got two days
to turn you over to him,

or my boy dies.

You are pledged
to fight to the last button
on your coat, sir.

Not palaver.

I have no thought,
I assure you,

of being escorted
to that heathen,

or anywhere else.

What were you, Buckley?

A supply room sergeant
with a thirst for command?

You've never led men
in your life.

You've never led wagons,
or soldiers, or settlers,
not anywhere,

except up that canyon.

- Where's Lawler?
- He's gone, Major.

Took the sorrel and lit out.

Take in a stray dog like that,
you're likely to get bit.

Hyah!
Come on! Come on!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Brr.

I'm cold.

Can I, uh--

Can I sit here and, uh,
talk to you for a while?

Yeah, of course.
I mean, you know--

Garratt--I'm taking you home, Heller.

- Is that what you want?
- What? Don't you?

I don't know.

When we get someplace,
we'll buy tickets back.

And I'll explain to your pa.That'll make him happy.

Well, now listen.
I ain't after makin' him happy.
It's you.

- Oh, Garratt.
- Ah.

I come on like
I was a millionaire.

Treasurer of the company.

I was gonna throw
the West wild,
the way I toss my feet.

Well, all over.

Well, I didn't help any.

Garratt,

I don't want to go home.

I want to make one.

Well, now listen.

Now, we start with nothin'.

Well, we left with nothin'.

No. We left with dreams.
Fool dreams.

[ Chuckles ]
Just thought we didn't
have to do anythin'...

to make 'em
come true is all.

Mr. Dunne,

if you wish me to live,

and to die
a fine old gentlewoman,

will you take my hand?

[ Door Opens ]

Must be 10-below up there.

Where?

Valley of Red Rock.

Right... here.

They've got him
up on top of this spire.
A hundred feet up in the air.

How'd you find him?I got lucky.
There was fresh snow.

Four Kiowa guarding the base.
Another up on the ledge
with him.

How'd they get up?By rope.

But they've pulled it up.

Can we get up?

I don't know.
Even without the guards.

Most of it's
near straight up.

Take a mountain lion
for that.

I think maybe I got you one.

You're a damn fool, Lawler,
thinking friendship rewards.

So I'll help you
find the boy, you forget
about the poster.

That's the offer.

$600 is a lot of money.

That boy must mean
a hell of a lot to you.

Don't even know him.

But Major Harkness you know.

When Cavalieri gets
the settlers to Fort Stanton,

have him give this
to Colonel Jones.

They can tell
their side of the story.

He can tell ours
if he's asked.

What can I do, sir?Get 'em off by morning.

I was referring to you, Major.
I'll need your position.

- You're not yourself.
- You have your orders.

If you're not back
by morning, Major,
I'm sending out a search patrol.

You will not, MacDowell.
This matter is my own.

Sir, I remind, the major
may not depart his command...

without first
informing his adjutant
of his whereabouts!

Now, that, sir,
is in the manual.

My whereabouts, Captain.

[ Ben ]
Four of 'em are right there.

Maybe we can go up the back way
and not stir up the hornets.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshot ]

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshots Continue ]

Peter, get down!

[ Harkness Shouts ]
Ben?

Yeah?

Are you all right?

Oh, yeah.

Father, will they be
sending out someone?

No, Son.

Why?

I told them not to.

Why?

Well, the--

that wagon train has to be
escorted to Fort Stanton.

That'll take half the men.
The rest have to stay
to protect the fort.

But what about them?

Well, if they get impatient
and try to make a fight of it,
we got a chance.

Suppose they don't?

They can't get up--
we can't get down.

[ Gunshots Continue ]Oh.

- Father, I'm--
- So am I, Peter.

What?

No one's free from fear.

A soldier knows he--
he can't make it go away.

All he can do
is not let it win.

Well, they say
about the Kiowas--

I've read books
about the Kiowas,
what they do.

I never thought
anyone would come.

Peter,

you're my son.

Captain, 8:00 a.m.
inspection of sentry
is completed, sir.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Lieutenant Cavalieri
will make the 8:30 round.

Right, sir.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Groans ]

Marcy.

Marcy!

Sergeant-Major Marcy!

Go!

Columns, forward!

[ Wind Whistling ]

Forward!

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshots In Distance ]

[ Gunshots Continue ]

Six, maybe seven shots, sir.

I heard 'em.

Give me that Government .50-70.
Three rounds.

[ Grunts ]

[ Wind Howling ]

[ Ben Shouting ]
They've spread out.

I think they're behind
those trees. Can you see
any of 'em down there?

No!

[ Gunshot In Distance ]

Hey!

That's a .50-70!

[ Gunshots ]

Son, let's build 'em
a fire.

Okay.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshots Continue ]

What you got?

I got a damn Henry
that shoots low.

He's on that-- on that
spire there to your left.
Can you see him?

No!

Stay down, Son.

[ Gunshot ]

Ben.Yeah.

Captain.

Yes, sir.

I gave you an order.
You disobeyed it.

To the contrary, Major.

This is a standard
five-man patrol
for hostiles in the area.

Seeing as I was awake, sir,
I saw no reason not to lead it.

All right, Captain.

Yes, sir.

Prepare to mount.

You all right, Peter?Yeah.

All right, Ben,
move it out.[ Nickers ]

By twos!
Twos forward. Ho!

[ Horse Blusters ]

Peter, you go
with Captain MacDowell.

Sergeant-Major.Yes, sir.

Bacon and molasses
for this boy.

He'll get tired
of beans soon enough.

Peter, you go wash.

Cigars and
a bottle of whiskey?

[ Chuckles ]
First thing in the morning.

Harkness?

John Harkness.
We'll remember.

Where's home for you?

Saint Louis.Saint Louis.

Back to Saint Louis?Uh-uh.

Uh, Bent's Fort for the winter.
Then, uh, try again west.

Cavalieri.Sir.

Take 'em out.Yes, sir.

Escort!
By twos. Forward!

Ho!

Get up.
Get up! Hah! Get up! Hah!
Get up! Hah!

Hah! Hah!

Hah! Hah!

Get up! Hah!
Get up! Hah!

Welcome back.

Think Satanta will
move on south now.
You made him look pretty bad.

Take a look.

[ Yawns ]

[ Lawler ]
Buckley.

Ben, you need a rest.[ Yawning ]
I've been thinking about that.

You'll get one
right after we get back
from Chao Mesa.

Well, that's
a half-a-day ride.

I want to have my own council
with those Navajo.

[ Detroville ]
Mr. Buckley is a fool.

He's not gonna
last a week.No, he won't.

But they will.

Come spring,
the best of 'em will be back.