All language subtitles for Belle.Starr.1941.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

Get up there.

Grandpa, Grandpa,
look what I done found me.

Whoa, nelly.

Well now, ain't that
the beatenest?

Doggone.

I'll bet that belonged

to Miss Belle Starr
herself.

It looks
just like her too.

Who's this Miss Belle?

Miss Belle was
a mighty fine white lady

that lived in this big house
a long time ago

when I was no bigger
than what you is, scarcely.

Where her at now?

- She's gone.
- Dead?

That's what most folks say
don't know no better.

But Miss Belle-- she ain't
never going to die

'cause around here
in old Missouri

Miss Belle is what
the white folks call
a leggend.

A leggend?
What's that, Grandpa?

That's just the prettiest
part of the truth, honey,

the real bestest part.

(LAUGHS)

Get up, nelly.

Whoa.

What do y'all want?

I want to see
Miss Belle.

She asked me to come
and see her.

Tell her
I said I'm here.

Miss Belle can't see nobody.
She's laying down.

Go on, do what I said.

I ain't gonna wake up
that girl for nobody.

She's all wore out as it is
trying to run

this whole place
by herself with no
menfolks to help--

it's all right, Mammy Lou.
I asked Mr. Tench
to come over.

Don't pay no attention
to that trash.

Just go on just like
you ain't never seen him.

Here he is, Miss Belle,
sound as a dollar.

Bet you can't find a scratch
or a pimple on him.

How much?

Well now, I figure,

seeing how scarce good horses
is around here,

about ¤500.

¤500?

For a horse
that's stringhalty,

got bowed tendons?

No, ma'am.
He's sound as a dollar.

Besides, I happen to know
you stole this horse.

Who, me?

He used to belong
to my brother Ed.

But we sold him
to Amos Sistrom.

No, ma'am, you're thinking
of the wrong animal.

Then Sistrom sold him
to John Miller.

And you stole him
from Miller.

I'll take my oath
on a stack of bibles
this high--

but I'm not
gonna turn you over
to the sheriff this time

because Miller's nothing
but a yankee anyhow.

Give me a hand.

Miss Belle, I never stole
a horse in my life.

Honest, I ain't.
I've done a heap of things,

but this ain't
one of them.

I raised this horse ever since
he's been a little bitty colt.

All right.

Give him his ¤500,
Mammy Lou,

in Confederate money.

Confederate?

Wait a minute, Miss Belle.
I don't want no
Confederate money.

Miss Belle.

Wait a minute,
Miss Belle.

I don't want
no Confederate money.

I got a whole truckload
of that stuff.

You know it ain't worth
two cents on the dollar.

Belle!

Belle!

Ed!

Belle.

Ed.

Ed, Ed.

Oh, Belle, it's so good
to be with you again.

You're home at last.

Ed, you shouldn't be
here like this.

Somebody might see you.

That's all right.
Let them see me.

But the country's
full of Yankees.

If they catch you
in this uniform--

We don't have to worry
about Yankees now.

The war's over.

Over?

- We're licked.
- No.

- Lee surrendered.
- But he couldn't.

Joe Johnston's
surrendered too,
even old Bedford Forrest.

All right.

Supposing they have.

They're not
the whole south.

Missouri hasn't
surrendered.

- Not yet, but it will.
- It won't.

It'll have to,
or be destroyed.

It won't, I tell you.
There are still men
in this state.

- Guerrillas?
- I don't care
what you call them.

Didn't they hang
those Yankee murderers
that killed Father?

The men that killed Father
weren't Yankees.

They were renegades
hiding behind their uniforms.

They were for the north,
weren't they?

Oh, sis,

I know what a shock
it is to you.

After all
you've been through

staying here
by yourself,

keeping the place
going,

counting on us
to win.

I feel just as badly
as you do

that it had to end
like this

on a country road.

But what can we do?

What can any of us do?

It hasn't ended for me.

("Yankee doodle" PLAYING)

And Missouri needs
reconstruction

just like any other
rebel state.

And we are gonna
give it to them.

We're gonna run
every one of these
Confederate traitors

clear out of
this country.

And we're gonna take
their lands away from them

and give every one of you
a nice, big farm

and a mule.

And we're gonna let you
walk on the sidewalk.

And on the front porch
you're gonna sit.

And anyone--
any white man

says anything to you,
nothing--

Tom.

Ed Shirley.

Well, don't you shake hands
with a Johnny Reb?

If you don't mind
a Yank's glove.

Belle, you remember
that funny-looking
classmate of mine

who used to eat
18 of Mammy Lou's
hotcakes for breakfast?

- Belle.
- How do you do, Major?

This is wonderful
seeing you again, Belle.

- It's been--
- Five years.

Yes, five years
this August.

Well, it was quite a surprise
when I found out you were here.

The last I heard your outfit
was dodging bullets
with that fellow

down in Atlanta--
You know, the one who stole
all those spoons.

General Sherman sent me
here on special duty.

Seems some of your people
don't admit the war's over.

And never will.

I must warn you, tom--
Belle is one of those
southerners

who's neither resigned
nor repented.

Well, why should
she be?

After all, we both fought
for what we thought
was right.

Nothing about that
to be ashamed of.

My only quarrel today
is with fellows like this

who are in it
for only what they can
get out of it.

Only last night he raided
one of our supply trains,

seized our horses and colors
and sent me word

that he intended to keep up
the war until doomsday.

BELLE:
I'm afraid you're making
him sound

like a very
courageous man.

Perhaps he is,

but Missouri is
no place for such
so-called courage today,

as he will soon find out
if I ever lay hands on him.

And what will you do
when this great day comes?

I'll hang him
from the highest tree

and his friends
with him.

Wouldn't that require
a great deal of rope?

Fortunately, we have
an ample supply.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I'd better be on my way.

How about coming
to dinner with us, Tom?
Mammy lou's still on hand.

I'd be delighted, Ed,
anytime.

- Saturday night?
- Can't think of
a better time.

- Good.
- Well, goodbye.

It's been a great pleasure
seeing you again, Belle.

- Goodbye, Ed.
- Goodbye, Tom.

Let's see...

It's the next one,
isn't it?

Strange-- I have
a vague feeling
we've been here before.

They were playing
"Good night, ladies."

It was the last dance.

And you were leaving
the next morning.

That was so long ago.

I had no idea
you even remembered.

Yet nothing seems
to have changed, does it?

Nothing that really
matters, I mean.

I know how you felt about
the Confederacy, Belle,

what the south
meant to you.

They meant a lot
to me too,

for that very reason,

even though I had on
this uniform.

(CHUCKLES)
But look, Belle,

in the moonlight
it's almost grey.

So it is.

Almost.

What's wrong, dear?

I just remembered
something else

I can't help but associate
with this tree.

Yes?

Father.

Father was tied to it
before--

before--

you'll have to
excuse me, major.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

I'm sorry.
Jake, see who it is.

I'll go, Miss Belle.

Major, I believe I heard
you admiring this room.

I'm in love with the whole
house, Colonel.

No one who
hasn't actually seen
some of these old places

can have any idea
how priceless and beautiful
they really are.

That's why it seems
such a pity

so many of them
had to be burned.

Or don't you agree
with me, Major?

Why, I agree that it's
a pity anything beautiful
has to be destroyed.

Sometimes one has
no choice.

Well, at least
it's fortunate for us

that you admire
old houses.

In some of our states
I understand it's
practically impossible

to find any left
to admire.

I hope it will never
be necessary

to say the same thing
about Missouri.

- Who is it?
- I don't know, ma'am.

It's somebody says
they's got to see you.

- Did you tell them
we were at dinner?
- Yes, sir, but--

It's all right.
Will you excuse me,
please?

You wish to see me?

Well, I'll be doggone.
He wasn't lying.

You are pretty
as a picture.

I beg your pardon?

The hair, the figure,
the face,

I'm very sorry,
but I have guests.

Yes, I know.
I saw Major Crail's
orderly outside.

So if you'll kindly
tell me what you want--

I want to know why you're
entertaining Major Crail,

a fire-eating southerner
like you--

I'm not entertaining him.
My brother asked him here.

--Especially after your
defense of me

right to his face
the other day.

I defended you?

With considerable
vehemence, I'm told.

But how could I?

I don't even know
who you are.

Well, permit me.
My name's Starr--
Sam Starr.

Sam Starr?

You'd better
get out of here,
white man, and quick.

Please go.
Somebody might see you.

But I've just ridden
40 miles to see you.

Surely you ain't going
to send me away

the moment I get here.
And besides, I wouldn't
think of going

without paying my respects
to Major Crail.

You wouldn't dare.

I hear he's very
anxious to meet me.

You'd better
get out of here and quit
aggravating Miss Belle.

But I don't understand.

Why should you do
such a fool thing as this?

I like doing fool things,
don't you?

Don't pay him no
attention, Miss Belle.

He's crazy
as a bedbug.

Well?

Mammy Lou,
set another place

for Captain Starr.

Miss Belle.
Mm mm mm!

Thank you.

I knew any woman who thought
it would take a lot of rope
to hang my friends

wouldn't deny an old soldier
a bite to eat.

I wish to present
an unexpected

but nonetheless
welcome guest.

- Mrs. Dunwoody.
- Mrs. Dunwoody.

- Mr. Dunwoody.
- Mr. Dunwoody.

- Mrs. Dubois.
- Mrs. Dubois.

Mr. Dubois.

- Colonel Thornton.
- Colonel.

My brother
Captain Shirley.

Captain.

Major Crail of
the United States Army.

Captain Sam Starr.

(DISH CRASHES)

Won't you sit here,
Captain,

beside me?

I hope I shall always be
beside you, ma'am.

Why, Captain,
what a pretty speech.

Major, perhaps Captain Starr
can tell us

something about those
awful men you mentioned
the other day--

guerrillas I believe
you called them.

I shall be glad
to have any information
that he possesses.

You were referring to...

Certain unscrupulous men

who, while pretending
to keep up the war,

are bringing
destruction

not only upon themselves
but upon the whole state.

I'm afraid I don't know
any such men, Major.

But I'm sure that if they
do exist,

you'll see to it they meet
the end they deserve.

I think I can
promise you that.

I do hope
you're hungry, Captain.

No one else seems
to be eating a thing.

Hungry, ma'am?
I'm starved.

I'm sure we can persuade
Mrs. Thornton to play for us.

Then we can dance.
It'll be like old times.

I'm afraid you'll have to
excuse me, Miss Shirley.

You don't mean you're
going to have to leave

so early?

Unfortunately I must.

My hat, please,

and also
Captain Starr's hat.

Captain Starr's going
with me.

But I wouldn't think
of letting you both go.

Besides, Captain Starr's
promised to tell us

about the battle
of Jonestown.

Haven't you, Captain?

I should like to
very much, ma'am,

but it appears I have
no choice in the matter.

You don't mean you're
really going with him?

What else can I do?

So that's why you came
here in the first place--

to give yourself up.

Well, that's fine.

I'm delighted.

Good night, Tom.

I'm so glad we could be
of service to you.

And I hope you'll come
again soon.

Captain Shirley,
colonel, ladies.

Major.

After you, Captain.

Good night.

Your gun, please,
Captain.

Oh, of course.

Do you have a horse?

Your orderly was kind enough
to take care of him.

Orderly, the horses.

I thought you told me
that uniform would
fit you to a "T".

Well, them yankees
are fatter underneath
than they look.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

See that Major Crail
is comfortable

till I get back.

Major, what might
your religion be?

Methodist.

A northern Methodist
or a southern?

- Northern.
- I was afraid of that.

I'm a "Sons and Daughters
of the Heavenly Hope" myself.

Just keep your eyes
to the front, brother.

I would like for you
to come to one of our
meetings sometime.

We got a preacher can sure
make you smell brimstone.

(DOOR OPENS)

Captain Starr.

Major Crail sends
his compliments, ma'am,

and says he's sorry
he can't rejoin us.

What happened?
Where is he?

He had to attend
to some urgent business,
I believe.

Am I forgiven?

By the sound
of that music

doesn't look like
sam is gonna be

too much in a hurry
to come back.

(LAUGHS)

Chaw?

No, thanks.

Shh.

By gum, look yonder.

They got that Yankee major
as sure as you're shooting.

Son, you stay here.

Don't let them
out of your sight
till I get back.

What about our horse
you was fixing on
stealing back, Pa?

Never mind about that.

Do as I tell you.

Besides, ain't I told you
stealing what's yours
ain't stealing?

Shh.

Good night,
Captain Starr.

It's been
a wonderful evening.

I don't know why
it ever had to end.

I hate to go, ma'am,

but in my business

the morning air sometimes
is not very healthy.

You mean you're afraid
Tom Crail might
come back again.

(LAUGHS)
You never can tell

after the way he looked
at you all through supper.

I didn't notice
anyone looking at me

one way or another.

I was looking at you.
So was your brother.

In fact,

quite a few people
were looking at you

one way or another.

40 miles is an awful
long ride, Captain.

And I wouldn't want you
to be out in the morning air
on my account.

So good night.

Good night.

Was it worth
a 40-mile ride?

It was worth
a 400-mile ride.

Will you come again?

If you think
I'll be welcome.

There's always a place
at our table for one more.

Thank you, Miss Shirley,

and good night.

Good night, Captain.

(LAUGHS)

If you should happen
to run into Major Crail,

tell him I think
he's awful mean

running away
like that

on business.

Well, Major, the way
Sam's laughing,

looks like
some of your folks are
going to get raided

before breakfast.
(LAUGHING)

Sorry to have kept
you waiting, Major.

A nice-looking horse
you got here, Major.

Look out, Sam.
Here they come.

(WHISTLES)

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

Ain't no sense in you
wearing yourself into
a frazzle, Miss Belle.

You know them Yankees
ain't caught Captain Starr.

But surely Ed's heard
something by now.

He's been gone
at least two hours.

(CHUCKLES)

Come here.

Come and sit on mammy's lap
like you used to.

Oh, my baby.

Mammy Lou,

why do things like this
always happen to me?

'Cause you're so
full of the devil,

Miss Belle,
that's why.

(LIGHT TAP)

You down there,
what do you mean

chunking rocks
at a lady's window
when they's asleep?

Well, I'm one of
Captain Starr's men.

He's been shot.

Shot?
Where is he?

You'd better stay
out of here, baby.

I'll do whatever's
got to be done.

Oh, fiddlesticks.
I know he's got hips.

You ain't supposed to.
Give me that water.

I won't.
It's every woman's duty
to take care of the wounded.

Duty ain't got
nothing to do with it

when folks are shot
where Captain Starr is.

Oh.

There.

What the devil
do you think
you're going to do?

See how badly
you're hurt.

Let me out of here.
There's nothing wrong.

But you can't go around
bleeding to death.

Then get blue duck
a wad of cotton
and let us alone.

Grab his hands.

You knew better than
bringing me here, you fool.

Don't pay attention to him.
Mammy, you hold his leg.

Get away from me.

Ain't no use, ma'am.
He's plumb set against it.

Acts just like a preacher
we had one time.

He got filled full of
buckshot the same way.

Took four of us deacons
to hold him.

He come out of it
all right,

next Sunday preached us
one of the finest sermons

you'd ever
want to listen to--
on the end of man.

- (KNOCKS ON DOOR)
- ED: Belle.

Come in.

Captain Starr's
been shot.

And he won't let us
do a thing for him.

But, Belle, he can't
stay here in your room.

That's what I've been
trying to tell her.

But he's hurt.
And they'd never even think
of looking for him here.

Let me up.

(HOOFBEATS)

Everybody be quiet.
I'll see if I can
get rid of them.

Tom, what are these men
doing here?

Mammy Lou, have you been
killing chickens today?

No, sir, I ain't killed
no chickens in about
two months now.

No pigs? Nothing?

November is hog-killing
time, not may.

Then how do you account
for these blood stains
on your lawn?

- ED: Blood stains?
- BELLE: On our lawn?

Are you hiding someone
in this house?

Of course not.

Well, in that case
there can be no objection
if we see for ourselves.

Sergeant,
search the house.

Now wait a minute, Tom.
There's no necessity
for that.

We've already told you
there was no one here.

I hope for everybody's sake
you're right, Ed.

Get out of this house,
all of you.

Belle.

Don't think that I can't
use this, or that I won't.

It's all right, Belle.
Let him look.

Better put up
that gun, Belle.

You're only getting yourself
into deeper trouble.

Miss Belle, baby--

I warn you not to come
another step.

You don't know
this girl, Major.

She really meant it
when she said she'd shoot.

It was awfully foolish of you
to go to all this trouble.

And Major Crail
might think

you had something to do
with my being here.

You fool, do you
want to be hanged?

Well, a lot of folks
think I was born to be.

Major, this is getting
to be quite a habit.

Take him out.

I hope you've got an extra
saddle blanket, Sergeant.

You Yanks don't care
where you shoot a man.

I'm sorry, Ed,
but I'll have to place
you under arrest too.

No, wait a minute.

Ed didn't have anything
to do with this.

It's all right,
Belle.

He wasn't even here
when Captain Starr
came back.

He didn't want
to let him stay.
I made him.

Sorry, Belle,
I have no choice.

Ed is the head
of this household

and he's responsible
for what goes on in it.

But Captain Starr
was wounded.

You wouldn't refuse
to help even a dog
under those circumstances.

Dressing a wound
and hiding a fugitive

are two different things.
As a soldier, Ed knew that.

That's right, honey.

Take him out.

You, his friend,

pretending to be so glad
to see us again.

I knew it was a lie.

I knew we should never have
let you set foot in here.

My personal feelings
have nothing to do
with this, Belle.

I have orders from
the War Department

to arrest every person
giving aid to--

Then why don't you
arrest me?

--And to burn every house
in which he's known

to have been hiding.

Tom, you don't
mean that.

My men will help you
remove anything

you wish to save, Belle.

I'd give anything
in the world

to be out of this,
but it's my job.

If I don't do it,
somebody else will.

I'll give you
all the time you want.

All right, go ahead.

Burn it!

Burn everything in it.

But you burn me
with it.

You have your orders.

Miss Belle,
Miss Belle, baby.

Oh, Miss Belle, come on,
you've got to get out.

No. No.

Stop it.
Stop it.

(SHOUTING)

Belle, Belle, please
go out of the house.

- Belle baby.
- Let me go.

I'd rather burn--
burn!

I won't.
I won't.

Honey, honey, won't you
do it for Mammy Lou?

I don't care.

Please, darling.

I want to burn.

Let me go.
I want to burn.

Where are
Captain Starr's men?

Up in the hills.

Do you know how to get
in touch with them?

Yes'm, I reckon so.

- Let's go.
- Miss Belle.

You and jake go over
to Colonel Thornton's.

Tell him I said
you were to stay there
until you hear from me.

Who was that?

You don't have to
worry, ma'am.

That's just one of the boys'
way of saying howdy.

You sure they'll recognize
you in that uniform?

Great garden
in the sunrise--
I clean forgot.

If that's you, Blue Duck,
show yourself.

If it ain't,
start a-running.

That's my wife--
a great woman.

It's me, Sarah.
It's Blue Duck.

Come on, young'un.
It's me, Sarah.

They got Sam.

- Shot him?
- Somewhat.

They arrested him
and my brother too.

They oughtn't
to have done that.

Folks just naturally
ain't going to like it.

When can you get
the men together?

I've got to talk
to them.

Who is she?

A friend of Sam's and mine.
Name's Belle Shirley.

Well, ma'am, I reckon

if I was to light that
brush pile there on the hill

and keep it burning,

they might be here
no later than 7:00.

Well, then light it.
Please.

You'd better get
that suit off, Pa.

Somebody might mistake
you for a skunk.

# Bringing in
the sheaves #

# Bringing in the sheaves #

# We shall come
rejoicing #

# Bringing in
the sheaves #

# Sowing in the morning #

# Sowing seeds
of kindness #

# Sowing in the noontide #

# And the dewy eve. #

ORDERLY:
Miss Belle Shirley
to see you, sir.

Belle Shirley?
Show her in.

I came here
to see my brother.

I was told I'd have
to have your permission.

- Is that true?
- Belle, I--

Well, may I see
my brother or not?

I'll be glad
to take you to him.

I want you to know
that I'm doing

everything I can
to clear your brother

of the charges
against him, Belle.

And Captain Starr?

There's nothing anyone
can do for Captain Starr.

You should know that
as well as I do, Belle.

- Belle.
- Ed.

Unlock the door.

How are you, Captain?

Just fine and dandy,
Miss Belle.

The government can't seem
to do enough for us.

Just look
at this supper.

I bet General Grant never
ate better than that.

Can we be by ourselves
for a few minutes,

or is that against
orders too?

It's all right, Belle.
You can sit right here.

It's mighty nice
of you, Major.

Sending your band over
to cheer me up

in my last moments,
so to speak.

A fellow can't
help appreciating
a thing like that,

especially when
he's about to come
to the end of his rope.

# In the sheaves #

# Bringing in the sheaves #

# Bringing in
the sheaves... #

Lock it.

Come and get
your supper, Captain.

It's getting cold.

- What are you--?
- Shh.

- Start reaching.
- I'm reaching.

- Blue Duck, hurry up.
- What are you up to now?

You didn't think I was
gonna sit by and let them
get away with it, did you?

- Hurry up. Hurry up.
- Belle, you can't do this.

It's insane.

You watch me.
Hurry up.

Stop it. Stop it.
What are you trying to do?

We aim to say
a few words to the Lord

for Sam Starr, brother,
before you hang him.

Get that thing
out of my ear.

You can't go
in there now.
He's busy.

Not too busy
to repent, brother.

We always hold
all-night meetings
before a hanging, brother,

just in case the lamb
wants to return to the fold.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

Get up.
Get up.

Get going, Blue Duck.

Come on, get up.
Come on.

Come on.

# Bringing in the sheaves #

# Bringing in
the sheaves #

# Bringing in the sheaves #

# We shall come
rejoicing #

# Bringing in #

# The sheaves. #

# Bringing in
the sheaves... #

(WHISTLING TUNE)

Well, when am I
to be sworn in?

- Into what?
- Your army.

Sorry, I haven't
a petticoat brigade.

Well, then form one.

Haven't I
enough troubles?

But surely you owe me
that much

after I saved
your life.

What could you do?
You've probably never
fired a shot in your life.

You could teach me.

Come here,
closer.

So that you can put
your arms around me?

Well, if you want to learn,
the first thing
you gotta know

is how to make
a smooth, quick draw.
In this neck of the woods

a man's age is measured
by the number of
split seconds

he can take off his draw
like this.

See how I filed off
that front sight?

That's so it won't catch
in my holster.

And don't stop to aim.
You haven't time for that.

Shoot by sense of direction.
Think you can remember
that much?

I'll try.

See those leaves
over there?

Let's see how close
you can come to one of them.

You mean, you want me
to try and put a hole
through it?

Like this?

Or shall I just
cut it off...

(COCKS GUN)

...Like this?

Well, I guess
you'll catch on.

Shall I raise
my right hand
and kneel?

Now wait a minute,
Sam Starr.

There's nothing
in the regulations
about this.

I mean it, Belle.
I've meant it from
the first minute I saw you.

I bet you told that
to every girl between
here and St. Louis.

Saying it and meaning it
are two different things.

When I want to be kissed,
I'll let you know.

In the meantime, keep your
filthy hands off me.

Hello.
Where are you off to?

- Home.
- Home?

Where else should we
be going?

But, Ed, we can't
go down there now.

They'll only throw you
back in jail again,
and me too.

That's no worse than hiding
out here in the hills
like gophers.

But we don't have to
hide out.

We can work
with Captain Starr,

go where he goes.

Is this your idea?

I haven't opened
my mouth.

Do you realize
you're suggesting

that you become
a common bandit?

Captain Starr
is not a bandit.

He's a soldier.

No matter what you say
or what he says,

he's an outlaw
with a price on his head.

I've thought
this all out.

It's no use
trying to excuse him
or to excuse ourselves.

We've acted
like idiots.

Now all we can do
is to go back and
take our medicine.

That's not true.
Sam's fighting for the south

and everything it stands for.
Aren't you?

Of course.

You see?

Haven't you caused
enough trouble already?

Why don't you
tell her the truth--

That you love
this sort of thing,

that fighting's
in your blood,
it's what you live for.

If it wasn't for the south,
it would be for something else,
anything else.

Don't you really
mean that I'm not
the kind of man

you want your sister
to have anything
to do with,

that I'm not
a gentleman,

like Major Crail,
for instance?

You can correct me
if I'm wrong, Captain.

Or say that he's everything
that you believe him to be--

you've still got to remember
that you're a woman, Belle.

You're my sister.

There isn't anything
I wouldn't do for you

except stand by and see you
throw your life away.

Now please come home with me
before it's too late.

I can't, Ed.

I'll never go back,

not as long as there's
a Yankee in this state.

It's not just 'cause
they killed father,

burned our home,
threw you in jail.

It's bigger than that.

It's what they're doing
to people like us
all over the south,

what they'll do
to Missouri too
if we don't stop them.

You won't stop them this way.
You'll only make things worse.

Would you rather
crawl to them?

If necessary, yes.

You're my brother, Ed.

I love you.

I love you
more than anything.

But if you ever do,

I hope I never
see you again.

Now go on,
go on home.

And when you see
Tom Crail,

you can tell him
there's one Shirley

that isn't afraid of him
or the whole north.

It looks as if you've got me
in your army, Captain,

whether you want me
or not.

(GUNSHOTS)

What kind of a man
do you think I am?

What do you mean?

How long do you think
I can keep my mind
on what I'm doing?

I still don't know
what you're talking about.

You told me when you
wanted me to kiss you
you'd tell me so.

Well, I'll tell you
when I'm ready.

All right,

but I can't go on
sitting around

doing nothing,
just waiting

forever.

(GUNFIRE STOPS)

Well, they lit out,

took to the brush
as sure as gospel.

I reckon that'll teach
them blue bellies

to keep out
of these here hills
on weekdays and Sundays.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

(GUNFIRE)

I reckon I'm ready now,
Captain.

PREACHER:
I therefore pronounce you

husband and wife.

(LAUGHTER)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Friends.

Friends, we've had
a heap of fun together,

but that's nothing to
what it's gonna be like
from now on.

We've got Crail and
his blue bellies on the run

and I mean to keep them
that way.

MAN:
That's a-saying it, Sam!

Every day
we're getting stronger,

folks coming in
from all over.

They know me
and they know
I mean business.

Three months ago
they figured

all they had to do
was stick up a sign

warning folks not to have
anything to do with me,

- and I was licked.
- (LAUGHTER)

Look at them today,

willing to pay
¤10,000

to get their hands on me.
And that's just
the beginning.

Before I'm through,
I'm gonna run things
in this state.

MAN:
You're doing it, Sam!

And here's the one
you can thank for it.

If it hadn't been
for her,

wouldn't any of us
be here.

But the thing is,
we are here.

And all I got to say is,
I sure am glad
I ain't a Yankee.

(CHEERING)

# Look away, look away #

# Look away,
Dixieland... #

# Look away, look away #

# Look away,
Dixieland #

# I wish I was in Dixie,
hooray hooray... #

Did anyone tell you
you're the best-dressed
woman here?

And why shouldn't I be,

as the wife of the biggest
spender in all Missouri?

Well, with Uncle Sam
such a liberal backer...

Sam.

Yes?

When you were talking,

you sounded different.

How?

I don't know.

You still feel
the same as I do

about what we're doing,
don't you?

I feel as you do
about everything.

I always will.

Oh, Sam,

I do love you.

BLUE DUCK:
# We shall come rejoicing #

# Bringing in the sheaves #

# Sowing seeds
of kindness... #

(HUMMING)

# We shall come rejoicing #

# Bringing in the sheaves. #

You ride right on up there
to the sergeant, boys.

Take them things
off your eyes now.

- Howdy, Blue Duck.
- Howdy, Sarah.

- What you got there?
- A couple fellows
want to see Sam.

Did you teach them
how to pray yet?

No, but I've got them
edging that way.

(LAUGHTER)

Get down now.
Here's Captain Sam Starr.

What's your names?

Cole. I'm John.
That's my brother Jim.

Cole?
You the Cole brothers
from Texas?

You know, I'm running
things here.

That's why we come.

Folks have been talking
about you all over.

What are they saying?

They say that you got
the state of Missouri
right where you want it.

What do you think
of that, Belle?

Were you ever
in the Confederate army?

- Yes, ma'am.
- For four years.

We was with Quantrill
for a spell, till they
got him.

They ain't no command
that we've ever been with
that done surrendered yet.

You hungry?

We could do
with a mite.

Just a little
sidemeat or something.

See that these boys get fed
and bring them back.

I want to talk
to them.

A mighty nice layout
you got here, Captain.

It's improving.

Belle, what's wrong?

Cole brothers--
I can't say as I like
their looks.

An army doesn't fight
on its looks.

You sound as if you'd
heard of them before.
Where?

Oh, roundabout.
They got quite a name.

For what?

Fighting.

I don't know,
but they don't look like

the kind of people
who give a hoot
about the south

and what we're
fighting for.

You don't think I'd let them
come in if I wasn't sure?

No, but--

remember, you can't
always tell a patriot

by the kind of clothes
he wears.

Look at you.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Stop at the next bend.

Sam.

Sam.

Sam.

He ain't here, ma'am.

Where did he go?

He said he had some
business to finish

down the road
a spell.

Said if you woke up
to tell you not to worry.

Business?
What sort of business?

I don't know.

Who did he go with?

Them Cole brothers
and some more
of the boys.

Oh.

Pshaw, you don't have
to worry, Miss Belle.

He'll be back.

Belle.

Ed.

- Are you alone?
- Yes.

I want to talk to you.

How did you know
where to find me?

- Blue Duck told me.
- But nobody's supposed--

you needn't be afraid.
You're still my sister.

What is it you want?

Belle, do you know
what's happening,

what your men
are doing?

Exactly what I told you
we'd do-- show them
Missouri's one place--

I mean the men
who've come in here
to join you--

The scum
of this country.

What do you
know about the men
who've come in here?

I know they're the most
notorious gang

of cutthroats
in the south,

men who've never even
heard of the Confederacy,

who only want
to grab what they can
for themselves

and use you and Sam
as a shield.

Did your friend Tom Crail
send you up here
to say that?

Nobody sent me.

I came because
I know you better
than you know yourself.

I know you wouldn't
knowingly stand
for the things

that the Cole brothers
and men like them are
persuading Sam to do.

John and Jim Cole came
here to fight with us.

They do exactly what
we tell them to do
and nothing more.

There isn't any crime
you can mention

they haven't
committed.

And just being with you
hasn't changed them.
They're no good.

Well, we're not running
a Sunday school.

As long as they
obey orders.

Has Sam ordered them
to rob our own people?

Of course not.

You know
as well as I do

we've never even
touched a cent

that didn't belong
to the government.

Has he ordered them
to beat and shoot

innocent citizens
who get in their way?

No, but your friend
Tom Crail has

when he started
taking people's guns
away from them

so they couldn't
protect themselves;
throwing them in jail,

- Trying to make them
betray us.
- Wait, Belle.

I've got to make
you wake up

to what you and Sam
are doing to this state--

troops everywhere,
radicals in Congress

howling their heads off
for reconstruction,

murders, robberies, bitterness,
neighbor against neighbor.

Isn't that all the more
reason we should stay
here and fight?

Try to remember when
we were children, Belle,

the love we had
for each other.

You think I'd lie to you now
or do anything to hurt you?

I used to worry
about us as individuals.

I don't anymore.

The Shirleys
have petered out.

We don't matter.
We are finished.

But Missouri matters.

Come home with me now.

Let me take you
to Tom Crail.
Give yourself up.

Take your punishment.

Or go away.
Go to Texas.
Go anywhere.

Only let the world know
that you won't stand

for a lot of outlaws
coming in here ruining
everything we've loved.

Now you listen
to me, Ed.

I'm Sam Starr's wife.

I love him
and he loves me.

I know he wouldn't--

He couldn't do the things
you say he did.

So please go

before he comes back
and makes you.

All right,
maybe Sam doesn't know.

Only promise me
one thing--

That you'll ask him.

And try
to believe this--

No matter what's happened,
you'll always be

the same sister
I used to know and love.

Nothing can ever
change that.

Who is that?

I don't know.

Kind of looks like
a stranger to me.

Mighty fine-looking clothes
to be wearing up here.

(GUNSHOT)

Ed!

Oh, Ed, Ed.

Something's burning me.

I hurt so.

Yes.

Yes, darling,
I know, I know.

You called me "darling."

You and I--

We're just like
we used to be.

Aren't we?

Then it's all right.

I don't mind.

Pro-- promise me

you'll tell Sam
what I said.

Tell him I said

that I know
you love Missouri,

that you wouldn't
do anything--

I can't die

till you promise.

Promise.

Yes.

I promise.

Reminds me of a story
I used to know

Oh, Ed.

Ed.

(CRYING)

Belle, what is it?

What's happened?

Oh, Sam, Sam.

Belle darling,
what's the matter?

Ed's dead.

Dead?

They-- somebody shot him.

Who did it?

What does it matter
who did it?

He's dead.

He came up here
to tell me that--

Sam, these men--

The Coles,
some of the others--

they're not doing
what Ed said, are they?

They're not thieves
and robbers, are they?

This is war, Belle.

In a war a lot
of things happen
that we don't like,

but that's what
war is.

You didn't answer me.

Sam.

Listen, Belle,

we've got 250 men
with us

and more coming in
all the time.

Those men have to be
fed, clothed and paid.

You can't expect an army
to fight and not get
something out of it.

And the only way
we can get it is,
well, off the land.

But that's stealing.

If they felt
about the south
the way we do,

why, they wouldn't
do that.

They-- Sam,

we've got to quit now,
this very minute.

We've got to go back,
give ourselves up.

No matter what happens,
we've got to show them that--

Sam.

It's too late.

No, it isn't.

Ed said maybe
we could go to Texas.

There are a lot of southerners
out there like us.

Oh, Sam,
that's what we'll do.

We'll go to Texas.

Sam,

you will go,
won't you?

You've got to.

Oh, Sam.

As soon as I finish
one more job.

What job?

Look at this.

(SAM LAUGHS)
There's one of these

sticking on every fence post
and hickory tree

between here
and St. Louis.

Yes, I know, but--

You wouldn't want the governor
to think I'm not red-blooded,
would you?

But Sam, you--

Listen, Belle,
I know this Johnson.
I know all about him.

I know that if we ever
had him for 10 minutes,

we could dictate
our own terms.

We could run every Yankee
clear out of the state,
drive out every--

But, Sam,
that's kidnapping.

In the army we call that
"taking prisoners."

You'd be insane
to go down there now.

Why, there'll be
troops everywhere.

They'd wipe you out.

Not the way
we got it planned.

Sam,

you know I want to fight
as much as you do.

I always have.

And I always said
if I died,

all right, I'd die,

but not this way.

Whose idea was this?

Well, the Cole brothers
and the rest of--

I knew it.

It's not freedom they want,
it's ransom.

Sam,

this is
our last chance.

Does this mean
more to you

than I do?

What do you mean
by that?

I told you
I was quitting.

Stop talking crazy.

You're my wife.
You're going to stay
right here.

You're not going
anywhere.

I couldn't wear this.

Not as long
as I knew

we didn't think
and feel alike.

Belle.

My baby.

(SOBBING)

Baby, my baby.

Ed's dead.

Oh.

Oh, Miss Belle,
you'd better come inside
and lay down.

Somebody might see you
out here.

No no, I'm gonna
give myself up.

Miss Belle.

Captain Starr's
gonna do something awful.

I've got to tell them.

It's the only way
i know how to help him.

But you can't
give yourself up.

No telling what
they might do to you.

I don't care.
Get the buggy.

Go into town
see Major Crail.

Tell him I'll be
waiting for him here.

Oh, I can't do it.
Don't ask me to do it,
Miss Belle.

I just can't do it.

But you've got to.

There isn't
a moment to lose.

Yes'm, I'll hurry.

Giddyup.
Giddyup.

- Son, son.
- Yes, pa?

Run right over
to the courthouse.

Tell that Yankee Major Crail
I got to see him right away.

Tell him I said
it's mighty important.

But, Pa, I thought
they told us to stay
off the street.

Go on, do as I said.
Hurry.

Whoa.

Miss Belle!

Miss Belle, they're fixing
to get you and Captain Sam.

It's a trap.
The whole town is full
of soldiers with guns--

Every window, door--
ready to shoot

the minute you and
Captain Sam show up.

Where are you going?

I can't let him
be killed like this,

without even a chance.
I've got to let him know.

No no, Miss Belle,
it's too late.

They'll get you too.

But he's my husband.

No matter what
he's done,

he's my husband

and I love him.

I know.

I knowed that
the very minute
you laid eyes on him.

Which way
did they go?

They're circling around

so as to come in
on the other side of town.

Is Blue Duck
with them?

He's gone on ahead.

Seems he's to shoot off
his gun for a signal

if everything
ain't all right.

Thanks, Sarah.

Oh, you can't go into town
at a time like this.

It doesn't matter.
I was gonna give
myself up anyhow.

Give up?

It's what Ed really
wanted me to do.

Besides, maybe then Sam
will quit too.

Tell him--

tell him he's got to.

Why, they might
hang you.

Ain't no man ever lived
worth risking your neck for.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

(HOOFBEATS)

- Any sign of them?
- No, sir.

I went as far
as the edge of the river
and didn't see a thing.

Very well.
Go back to your post and
keep your men under cover

- until further orders.
- Yes, sir.

Might be a wild
goose chase, Colonel.

Might be.

We put those posters
where they couldn't help
seeing them.

And if I know Sam Starr,
he won't pass up
an opportunity

to raise a rumpus
of some sort,

shoot up the town or--
Oh, I know he'll show up.

Well, even if he doesn't,
the Governor won't complain.

He'll still
make his speech.

# Last night she died #

# Toll the bell
for lovely nell #

# My sweet-- #

Halt.
Where do you think
you're going?

Me? I ain't
going nowheres.

What are you doing
with that gun?

I was just fixing to go
possum hunting.

Oh, let
the old fool go.

All right,
but keep off the roads.

Huh.

# Nellie was a lady... #

That's Blue Duck.
Something's wrong.

Let's get out of here,
Captain.

Yes, sir,
it's the low-downest
thing I ever heard of.

Makes me plumb sick
to my stomach.

Give me another whisky.

(TENCH LAUGHING)

Join me for a drink,
friend?

Give me a bit
of that rye.

I'm all out of rye.

Huh.

Huh.

Huh.

Tell Major Crail
Captain Starr
presents his compliments

and would like
to speak with him.

You can go in
now, sir.

I understand
you have a woman here

who is said to be
Belle Starr.

Said to be?

You've seen this woman
yourself?

Yes.

But you haven't paid
the reward money.

No.

Then I shouldn't
advise you to do so

until after
the identification
is complete.

I'm sorry, Captain.

As much as I wanted
to get Belle,

I never meant it
to be like this.

My wife's mammy's
outside.

She'll tell you whether
this is Belle Starr or not.

May we see her?

Send Jasper Tench
into the back room.

This man has shot
the wrong woman, Major.

- This is not my wife.
- Huh! That's a lie.

You're just saying that
so as I won't get the reward.

Ask her.
She'll tell you.

No, sir.

I ain't seen this lady
in my whole life before.

She's lying too.
They made it up.

They hate me.

You always hated me too,
just like all them Shirleys.

But you ain't gonna
get away with it.

I'll go to court.
I'll prove it's her.

I reckon I ought to know.
I shot her.

You know it's her.
I see'd you with her.

I know why
you're doing this.

You was in love
with her yourself,
just like everybody said.

That's why you ain't
caught her before.

You was in love
with her.

That don't give you
no right to cheat me

after all
I've done for you.

Get out.
Get out of here.

I won't.
I want my money.
I'm glad I shot her.

I'm glad.
No one'll ever
get the best of me.

You take your hands off.
You take your hands off me.

I'll walk myself.

Major, if you
don't mind,

I'd like to have
just one more look

to make sure.

I understand.

I'll be in my office.

It was all my fault.

If she'd started out
differently,

with the right
kind of man...

No, sir.

No, sir, Mr. Sam.

You oughtn't to say
a thing like that.

Miss Belle wouldn't
have been happy

with nobody else
excepting you.

I-- I knowed her

ever since
she was born.

I-- I've hold her
in my arms.

I knowed her
inside out.

Why,

why, you's
the only man

that could have
made her happy.

Why, the very last thing
she ever said to me was...

"I love him.

I don't care
what he'd done.

I loves him."

So--

So, Mr. Sam,

you oughtn't to say
a thing like that.

(SOBBING)

You're still positive
that woman is not Belle Starr?

I'm positive.

MAN: I knowed all the time
that Miss Belle Starr
weren't in yonder.

MAN #2:
Me too.

In the first place,
Captain Starr

ain't gonna let nobody
shoot Miss Belle.

And in
the second place,

it ain't like she's
no plain, ordinary

human woman
like everybody else.

- In the first place--
- she ain't?

Can an ordinary woman
change herself into
a red fox

whenever she wants to?
Can she?

Miss Belle do that?

Sure she do it.

Ain't more than
a half hour ago

she come lickety-splitting
down the road.

And when she seen me,

she turned herself
right in front of my eyes

and ran off laughing
fit to kill.

Excepting it ain't no
fox's laugh--

It was Miss Belle's.

Well, doggone.

She's what the white
folks call

a legend.

A legend?
What is a legend?

A legend is something

that can change itself
over into a red fox
when it wants to.

Well, brother, let me
tell you one thing--

do ever I meet
one of them red foxes,

I'm sure gonna take
my hat off in a hurry.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC
PLAYING)