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Red coat!

Red coat!

Red coat!

Red coat, you must come and protect your peoples!

Girl's voice:There's a race of men that don't fit in,

a race that can't stay still;

so they break the hearts of kith and kin,

and they roam the world at will.

They range the field and they rove the flood,

and they climb the mountain's crest;

theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,

and they don't know how to rest.

If they just went straight they might go far;

they are strong and brave and true;

but they're always tired of the things that are,

and they want the strange and new.

'Could I find my proper groove,

what a deep Mark I would make!'

so they chop and change, and each fresh move

is only a fresh mistake.

And each forgets, as he strips and runs

with a brilliant, fitful pace,

it's the steady, quiet, plodding ones

who win in the lifelong race.

And each forgets that his youth has fled,

forgets that his prime is past,

till he stands one day, with a hope that's dead,

in the glare of the truth at last.

Does anyone here speak English?

I do.

Your wife?

Daughter.

You do that to her face?

I did not.

Who did?

Corporal grayling,

many terrors have forced us

to come to this place.

My daughter's face, my wife,

rest her soul,

were god's way of pointing us to paradise.

At the gates of paradise,

I wouldn't expect to see a man

hanging by his neck.

The man was unwanted visitor,

a mountain man.

He stole from us

and made trouble with the women.

In the old country,

a man hanging outside of town

keeps away trouble.

But still you came.

I'm not trouble. I'm the law.

And why must you survey here for your fort?

Same reasons you built your camp here.

And how long before your people come to drive us away?

You give that man you hanged a proper burial.

The apple's appreciated.

How long you been sick for?-

excuse me.

Hey.

Come here.

Show me your teeth.

Please.

I told you this is not your concern.

We can take care of our own.

Show me where you get your water from.

It is mountain runoff nothing is cleaner.

You do any mining around here?

No. We trade.

We farm.

You got a pickaxe in one of your tents,

it looks plenty used.

It belonged to mountain man.

We have no use for it.

It is yours if you want.

Boil the water. Do you understand?

Red coat!

Drop your weapon.

Hold it up or you ain't no good to me.

Cleora.

Cleora.

Cleora.

It's all right to take a break.

Here.

Half's for you, half's for him.

The horse and me?

Halifax.

Halifax.

Hey.

Grab my rifle.

Halifax.

Relax.

Stay calm.

Breathe.

Right down there.

You ever see a four-leaf clover?

No!

Keep still!

Hey!

Get your hands off the lady!

Find someplace to hide.

Well well, now you gone and messed up his pretty red coat.

Nikolai just wanted to test legendary mountie strength.

I have never before seen a mountie draw his gun.

And now I have.

Uh, what is right way to say

I come for peace.

I apologize for behavior of Nikolai.

Liquor and being near first woman for many months

has made him restless.

Come, eat with us.

You will see we are not barbarians.

We don't want anymore trouble. Nikolai'll behave.

Red coat-mountie.

They speak very well of you in skagway.

You are very different from American lawman.

These American sheriffs

They are nothing but criminals hiding behind their badges.

Right, Cobb? I don't see no difference,

apart from the tailor.

You are fool. I have looked into eyes of

Nikolai

Soap man. Soapy Smith.

Soapy Smith!

This is no man of law.

But you and Sam Steele,

aye, you value respect and order.

It is a proud station you bear, mountie.

Who are you?

Name's William Cobb.

Billy Cobb.

Brother Tom wanted in two states

robbed a bank in Missouri,

killed a pinkerton in Arkansas.

Tom's a bad apple.

My family raised me to be a good Christian.-

that make you missionaries?

We leave prayers to olaf.

What's your business?

Been up the better part of five years.

Know these rivers better than the Indians.

We move whiskey down river. We trade.

We are merchants.

No home for us in Russia anymore,

so we come to land of new opportunities.

William guides us.

Amie, more wine.

You all from Russia? Yes.

No. We are Latvian.

A people with no country.

Why are you here?

Ah. Killed wrong man.

You're in Canada's Yukon territory.

You're under my authority now.

Do you understand?

Apple pie.

Yeah.

Like these.

Aspen.

Aspen.

Why do you do this?

For the dead.

Did the cossacks leave?

Yes

this morning by river.

Did they kill the hanging man?

Was it olaf?

The seed

of the word

falls upon

the fertile soil

of this land

Our new home.

And from it

will sprout a place

where god-fearing kind

and honest people grow.

We have come with so little

and hope to build so much.

Our struggles have been difficult,

but

No more than his.

Our sacrifices

have always been

in his name

and always in belief

a stronger community will take root

and protect us

from the evil

that surrounds us.

Girl's voice:In the little crimson manual

it's written plain and clear

that who would wear the Scarlet coat

shall say good-bye to fear;

shall be a guardian of the right,

a sleuth-hound of the trail

in the little crimson manual

there's no such word as 'fail'

shall follow on though heavens fall,

or hell's top-turrets freeze,

half round the world, if need there be,

on bleeding hands and knees.

It's duty, duty, first and last,

the crimson manual saith;

the Scarlet rider

'it's duty to the death.'

and so they sweep the solitudes,

free men from all the earth;

and so they sentinel the woods,

the wilds that know their worth;

and so they scour the startled plains

and mock at hurt and pain,

and read their crimson manual,

and find their duty plain.

Knights of the lists of unrenown,

born of the frontier's need,

disdainful of the spoken word,

exultant in the deed;

unconscious heroes of the waste,

proud players of the game,

props of the power behind the throne,

for thus the great white chief hath said,

'in all my lands be peace,'

and to maintain his word he gave his west

the Scarlet police.

What is this?

A gift for a farmer.

Opium grows like weed.

It grows through winter,

pays better than wheat.

The cossacks came here for this.

We sell to any who pass through.

I protect my family from starvation.

Show me

where the rest is.

No.

There's nothing wrong with this.

I said

show me.

This ends now.

What do you mean?

It is our right.

It is allowed.

Kleus will not like it.

He moves it with Cobb?

For the coolies working the railroads in the south.

They are killers.

You understand?

Killers.

It was them hung the mountain man.

You tell me this now?

Why?

Because I see now

you can best these men.

When do they come back?

Two weeks.

This is not right, red coat.

This is not law.

Law as it is or not,

it's not how you start a town.

We help stop killer cossack scum with you

and you destroy our trade?

Trade's over.

Two weeks you said till they come back.

Yes, two weeks.

And who might you be?

A brother in arms.

Wade.

How'd you find me?

I always knew where you were, Robert.

I just needed a reason to visit.

Huh?

Now I know you didn't come out here just to say hello.

Whatever it is, the answer is no.

South and west of here on the Stewart river

a group of Russians and the yanks seen the advantage

of running opium where her majesty wants a fort.

Opium?

Yeah.

Opium.-

is it true you never quite lose the taste for it,

corporal grayling?

Must've stung some.

I wasn't the one to kick up a fuss

about rank and privilege.

I know when I've done wrong

and I know how to take my punishment.

You're either stupider than dirt

or what I heard you done

and got you sent to this godforsaken land

weren't right.

Whatever you heard

I've done my time

and I didn't desert my service.

That what they gave you when they let you out?

Steele's gift to his men for a job well done?

You didn't deserve your time in the stockade

anymore than I woulda.

And those folks from frog lake,

they didn't deserve to be massacred.

And I didn't deserve no punishment.

Them cree slaughtered those folks.

It don't give you permission for what you've done.

What? Rotting for a year like you in the stockade

would've made amends for killing those savages?

I deserve one for killing them cree.

And they deserved everything they got.

Even the women and children?

What about the settlers' women and children?

I owe you nothing.

And I owe the service nothing.

Then I'll do it alone.

Come morning,

best be on your goddamn way.

You've come back.

With help?

No.

No help.

We'll go to the nearest town.

You'll be safe.

Come with me.

Tell me who did this.

I did.

We follow olaf,

but we're their property.

They drove us from our homes.

They killed my mother

And left me alive.

My father said it was because I was beautiful.

We were brought in ship.

As we came

I become

with child.

Olaf said he would not allow cossack baby,

so one night he took the baby from me

and threw it in the sea.

So I make myself so ugly

no man would have me.

Olaf wanted me to lay with you.

I told him you would not have me for my scars.

I see no scars.

Ah! Your job is done.

Ah!

We interrupting anything?

This is for my brother.

Ah! Oh!

How long till other lawmen arrive?

Tell us nothing

more fun for us now.

Ah. Did the scarred whore

steal your heart?

Enough!

No more.

This man takes away your trade.

He is killing you. You would protect him?

This man is not the reason we live the way we do.

Get this over with.

How's that, red coat?

How's your necktie?

Not so tough now, are you?

Tell them to let him go.

Beg them to free him

or I will tell them everything, father.

You will tell them nothing

or we will all die.

Shoot him.

They're here! The mounties have arrived!

Find him!

There he is!

Get down!-

Someone is coming.

Broken man on broken horse I hunt him down.

Chah. Chah. Chah.

You are brave to fire upon my men.

Very brave.

Not yet.

A man who cannot control his family

is no man.

He is gypsy filth.

Look at them.

What would your wife say if she were alive today?

She would say, what are you doing

making deals with cossack scum?

You are our property.

You do not make deals.

Spineless for so long.

This anger pleases me.

Beating truth out of you will be more enjoyable now!

I have told you truth. Yes, your people were too sick

to harvest opium until coming of Canadian lawman.

He cures sick and you pay him back

with kindness and treachery.

He burn our field.

I help you surprise mountie.

He burned your fields?!

The flowers are ripened!

It was past time for opium to be taken from them!

I know you, olaf.

You would not have let this happen.

Vermin!

You have secrets.

You have lived in tents too long.

This church sits unfinished!

What have you been doing, olaf?

If you have no answers to my questions,

I'll wager your half-lovely daughter

can shed some light on these mysteries

If asked the right way.

Hey, they'll find us, mountie.

They'll find us.

Give up now and maybe we do not kill you.

Maybe we let you live with the girl.

Hey hey, a whore with half a face

is better than nothing, yes?

Red coat, you're not leaving me here.

Bait waits outside.

Go warm up the women.

She knows nothing.

She don't know.

I use her to help surprise mountie.

What a beauty you must have been,

women of new world do not have elegantnaya stamina

that make Russian women so perfect.

They are pretty but soft.

They bruise easily,

work half as hard as Russian women do.

This mountie, he was willing to look past your scars.

I can make you so ugly

even a good man will turn his face at the sight of you.

Perhaps it would be nice to give your father a matching set.

Do you think this is funny?

Kleus.

Oh god. Look.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

Gold.

Gold.

This is all your fault, olaf.

Now where is the mine?

I will never tell you.

Take the gold. Take all of it.

It is payment for my freedom.

You do not decide payment!

I decide!

Since you have no attachment

to your two precious daughters,

then maybe you do to your fingers and toes.

Huh?

Someone is coming!

The mountie is dead.

It's Nikolai! It's Nikolai! He's here!

Now we have to endure the brags

of the mighty hunter, huh?

We have news as well we are rich.

Nikolai? Man 2: Wait!

Dynamite!

The barge!-

the corral!-

the horses! He means for this to end now.

As do I. Find him.

Get it off.

Oh! Sand!

You may prove useful yet.

There he is!

Where is he?

Flush him into the center.

Shh.

Red coat

Help.

Help.

Red coat!

Red coat!

Red coat!

Red coat, you must come and protect your peoples!

Hurry up and die.

You put this in your report.

Next one's yours.

We band together for survival, yes?

Him or us.

What's happening? What's going on?

Watch her!

She ain't going anywhere.

Can you see him?

I can see nothing.

Be gentle, grayling,

or your precious scarred angel may get hers.

Shit!

Dead or alive

don't make a difference to me.

Hey!

You dropped something.

You are coming with me.

Are you finishing this

or am I?

My daughter.

If only she had done

as she was told,

my plan would have worked.

If only she

had known her place.

You Canadians will never survive.

You are too weak.

Girl's voice:Have ever you heard of the land of beyond,

that dreams at the gates of the day?

Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,

and ever so far away;

o ye the yoke galls,

and ye of the trail overfond,

with saddle and pack, by paddle and track,

let's go to the land of beyond!