All language subtitles for S2E27 The Swift Cloud

Here they come, boys.

Now.

Put that gun away!
Put your guns away!

Move that wagon out!
Get those packs out of the way!

Go on, move!

Come on, you men! Hurry up!

Get back to your posts,
all of you!

All right, I'll do it myself!

What the devil? You tryin'
to get yourself killed?

Attack, you fool, attack!
Take the initiative!

When'll you learn
I'm in command of this outfit?

Thanks, Tommy.

Tommy, you better get down.

I don't wanna get you hurt.

Who is it, Major?

Cadol. Eduoard Cadol...
That sneakin' Siwash renegade.

They said at the fort that Cadol had
move up into that Canada country.

He's not. He's right up there,
dressed up like a peacock,

and a bunch of outcast Indians with him
that even their own tribe can't stomach.

I wonder why he
doesn't try to overrun us.

He's probably tryin' to find out
how much strength we got, Bill.

He's got a lot more men with him
than he used to have.

You figure they can keep up
an attack like this much longer?

I don't know. We got a scout
out there someplace.

If he ever gets in here, we might
get the answers to a lot of questions.

If McCullough didn't warn us
before they jumped us,

what makes you think
he's still alive, Major?

Look at him.

Never mind Cadol, you
just keep lookin' for Flint.

I'm sorry about what happened,
Harcourt.

Sometimes a man gets excited
and loses his head.

Your apology is accepted, Major.

What?

Listen,
I'm not apologizing to you.

You're the one
that lost your head.

What does it matter now
who was right and who was wrong?

The incident is finished,
forgotten.

I know why you struck me,
Major... to give an example to your men.

You thought I was trying
to usurp your authority.

You were wrong.

I hope I was.

I simply saw a chance
to rally the men for an attack.

They would have followed me.

Yeah, they'd have followed you,
all right,

and been cut down just like you.

If you knew military history,
Major,

you would know that audacity is
the most potent weapon of command.

Mr. Harcourt, they tell me
you were in the infantry.

A colonel, weren't you?

Tenth Virginia Rifle, sir.

I understand you saw action
on the other side.

That's right. There's one thing
I learned mighty fast.

What's that, Major?

I learned to stay clear
of glory hunters.

Perhaps you'd care to explain
that remark, Major Adams.

Yeah, I'll explain it for you.

I've seen your kind before... Antietam,
Manassas, and a dozen other battles.

You'd lead your men into
the teeth of hell, wouldn't you?

You'd have them slaughtered
like pigs,

just for the sake of killin'.

Didn't matter who was killed,
even yourself,

as long as there
was some glory in it.

Major, please...

It's all right, Mr. Peeks.

Don't need to concern yourself
about my feelings.

The Major and I
understand each other now.

Major Adams, I wish...

Listen, I didn't say one thing
that wasn't true,

and you ought to know it.

No, but you of all people
should know that a man

isn't just the sum
of what he says and does.

It isn't that simple,
Major Adams.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Tell me, how much
do you know about Harcourt?

A great deal that you
should have know, Major Adams.

A great deal...

WOOSTER: Major! Major Adams!

What's the matter?

Somebody's signalin' from
that clump of brush up there.

Let me see.

It's Flint.

He wants to come in.

There must be something wrong.
Flint's no fool.

He wouldn't try to ride down through
that bunch of renegades in broad daylight.

Go get a mirror, Charlie.
Signal back to him.

Tell him to stay out there
till after dark.

Well, at least our scout
shows a little courage.

Don't get nervous
with those guns, boys.

I'm expectin' McCullough
any minute.

If you hear anything,
sing out, will you?

PEEKS: Major!

Hold your fire! It's McCullough.

Get down!

Save your ammunition.

It's about time you got here.
Where the devil have you been?

I got held up.

While we're talkin' about it, how come I
didn't get any word about Cadol jumpin' us?

I got held up by the Chiricahua. The
whole tribe's gatherin' north of here.

Chiricahua? That's right.

I've never had any trouble
with Fire Cloud.

I get paid for scoutin'. I'm tellin'
you the tribe's gatherin' north of here.

Hey, by golly.

( gunshots

Looks like they've had enough
for the time being, Major.

Looks like we got 'em
licked for good.

Looks like we're
gettin' a little help, Mister.

Half the Chiricahua Nation
is on that hill.

How much time do we have
before they attack, Mr. McCullough?

Mr. Harcourt, if Fire Cloud's
along with him,

his business is with Cadol,
not with us.

Revenge for a horse stealin'
raid several years ago, isn't it?

Cadol murdered
the Chiricahua guards

and almost killed
Fire Cloud's son.

I kept my ears open
at the fort, Major.

Listen, get back on your horse,
will you?

Go out there and see if you
can find out what Cadol's up to.

Right.

You two keep your eyes
open, will you? Right.

You were wrong not to take
the initiative yesterday, Major.

We could have gotten away
before Fire Cloud tracked Cadol here.

Audacity can be
a highly practical tactic.

Mr. Harcourt, will you listen
to me for just one minute?

This is not a military exercise.

I signed papers to take a
bunch of civilians to California,

and there's not one thing
in those papers

that gives me the right
to gamble with their lives.

Despite our differences, I'd intended
to place my experience at your disposal.

Outside of what you heard at the fort,
just what do you know about Indians?

You know how they act?
How they live? How they think?

I know that it's senseless
to wait to be slaughtered.

There's not gonna be
any slaughter.

Come tomorrow mornin' at sunup,

we pull out of here like always.

I think you really believe

those Indians
will let us go unmolested.

Now, listen to me, Major. We've
got time to organize two strikin' units...

Move out after dark, attack
their camp from both sides.

All right,
if you don't have the guts,

let me lead the men.

Bill! Charlie! Come here.

Yes, sir?

Escort Mr. Harcourt here
to his wagon.

If he gives you one
minute's trouble, tie him up!

Don't do it, Major.

Flint got a look at
Fire Cloud's main party.

Those women and children
are starving,

and you know he's gonna come in here
and try to take anything that he wants.

In that case, Mr. Harcourt
will get just what he wants

first thing in the mornin',
sunup.

Maybe you boys will get
your hair parted, too.

Here.
Give me this when I get up.

Ugh.

I congratulate the Great Chief
of the Chiricahua...

on the bravery of his women
and his children.

Your tongue is reckless,
white man!

No more than your disregard
for that flag.

My son is young.

Your son does you no honor.

You come to speak.

Yes, I come to speak the truth.

While you and I
get ready to kill each other,

your real enemy
escapes you again.

You let me, my wagon train,
my people go in peace.

I will give you
as much ammunition

and as many horses
as I can spare.

I will give you food for your
women and your children.

You offer what is already mine.

Ask your braves
to decide for themselves

if they wanna die.

There is your answer, white man.

My son Swift Cloud
demands the first life.

If the Great Chief
of the Chiricahua has no honor,

tell your son go ahead.

I wish the Major hadn't gone.

Yeah, them murderin' cutthroats.

Grandpa thought maybe
you'd like some coffee.

He made extra.

Thank you, Tommy.
Will you join us?

Sit down, son.

Oh, thanks.

That fire lights up
a good target.

Chiricahua don't kill
after dark, Lewin.

Well, why is that, Mr. Hawks?

They're afraid they might lose
the souls of their victims.

Then they wouldn't have 'em
as slaves in the hereafter.

Bloodthirsty savages.

Adams was a fool to trust 'em.

What the hell are you
tryin' to do, drown me?!

Just tryin' to give you
a little drink, Major.

Well, just give me one then!

Major, hold still, please. I'm
trying to put a bandage on you.

I don't need any bandage.
I'm all right.

Anyway, they delivered you
right back to your own doorstep.

Was it a kid
on a black and white pinto?

Yeah, and he was here and gone
before we knew what happened.

Never saw a braver Indian
in my life.

You're gonna see more of him
come tomorrow mornin' at dawn.

He's Fire Cloud's son.

A little old to be provin'
himself, ain't he? What?

Hey...

By golly, I'll bet that's it.

Sure it is. Of course.

Where's my hat?

Right here.

Let's go.

Hold your fire!

You can't hit anything
you can't see.

It'll be gettin' worse
before daylight.

It's kinda hard
on a man's nerves.

What's happening, Major Adams?

Well, those Indians are warmin' up
to jump us about daylight, Tommy.

Bill, you better pass the word.

Tell them they'll be
comin' all night like this.

I don't want any more
ammunition wasted on 'em. Right.

You stay under cover, sonny.

At least we got one thing
to be thankful for.

Their screamin'
only hurts our ears.

I'll be glad when it's daylight.

I rather look at 'em
than listen to 'em all night.

Don't shoot
until I give the command.

Get down!

Now, remember, don't shoot
until I give the command.

Fire!

You get him?

It's only a kid!

Shoot him! Shoot him!

Hold your fire!

It's the Chief's son.

Go on back to your wagons, all
of you. Go on back to your posts!

Swift Cloud,
go back to your father.

Tell him I kill warriors,
not helpless boys.

Go get my horse, Bill.

Major, that Fire Cloud will
stake you out and skin you alive.

Bill, I never figured
to live forever.

Just get the horse, will you?

Your son is brave, Fire Cloud.

As brave as the legend
of his father.

It must be bitter to know that
he will never occupy your lodge.

My son is my son.

He will lead the Chiricahua because he
is already braver than any grown warrior.

Bravery born of desperation.

You speak with two tongues,
white man!

You turn your thoughts
from the truth.

Let us speak the truth,
Fire Cloud.

Alone.

When you die, Swift Cloud
will claim your lodge.

That is his duty.

It is also the right
of any other brave

to challenge the new chief
in combat.

That is how you
became chief, huh?

Speak what is behind your words.

Because of Cadol,
your son is lame.

I can see that lies
heavy on your heart.

I speak the truth
that is in your own thoughts.

Bravery will not save your son
in hand-to-hand fight,

and because he is lame,
he will not even be killed.

He will be driven
from your tribe in shame.

I do not say these things
to torture you.

You are a proud man.

I say them out of friendliness,

and I offer now to take
your son with me

to big white doctor
in California.

Your son will be treated
as my son,

and if it is the will
of the Great Spirit,

he will come back to you
on two strong legs.

These are the things
that I offer you

in exchange for
the lives of my people.

Let the Great Chief
of the Chiricahua think on it.

There's your answer.

Yeah.

All right, everybody,
listen to me.

They're comin'.
Let 'em get in close.

Make every shot count.

By golly, you did it.

Nice work, Major.

Welcome, son.

I'm not gonna kill you.

Let me oblige him, Major.

Get back to your wagons,
all of you. Go on!

Come on, get up.

Is this the way the son
of a great chief

obeys his father?

You're goin' to San Francisco
with me, boy.

I want your word that you're
gonna behave yourself all the way.

Here.

Wagons, ho!

Giddy up.

Move it along, Charlie.

Hey, boy, I left this horse
back there for you to ride.

You can't walk all the way
to San Francisco.

What's wrong with him, Grandpa?
Why won't he ride?

He's probably got the notion
he's a slave.

Chiricahua slave's don't ride.

Tommy, fetch me
some more paprika.

Goulash is only a stew
without plenty of paprika.

Thanks.

Grandpa...

What is it, Tommy?

Do you think the doctors in
California can really fix his leg?

Why do you ask such a question?

Oh, no reason.

Don't be embarrassed, Tommy,

to show that you care
what happens to others.

It comes from the heart.

Wear it openly
like a badge of honor.

To answer your question,

yes, I think your new friend
will be all right.

Well, Mr. Peeks, that was a mighty
fine supper, and I wanna thank you.

Oh, it's nothing, Major Adams.

The meals Tommy's mother fixed
for us in Philadelphia...

when she was still alive.

Isn't that so, Tommy?

He didn't eat or drink anything
all day, Major Adams.

Huh?

Do you suppose he's sick
or something?

Maybe if I took something
over to him...

Well, if that Indian boy's
got his mind set on starvin',

there's not much
anybody can do about it.

Boy...

Mr. Peeks over there...
he say you come eat with them.

You walk all the way
to California empty belly?

Indians.

Grandpa...

Don't worry about him, Tommy.

When we go to bed, we'll
leave something here by the fire.

Gee, this looks good.

Here.

Go on.

Be careful, it's hot.

Load up everything.

Almost finished, Major.

Good. Get your teams hitched up.
We wanna roll.

Get it loaded, everybody.

If you'd like to ride
him today, it's all right.

Really.

I can ride
on my grandpa's wagon.

Or maybe we can both
ride him a ways. Here.

The Indian boy is lame.

Son of Fire Cloud.

Come in. There's nothing
to be afraid of.

They're only clocks.

My grandfather made this one.
He's a watchmaker.

He's teaching me
to be a watchmaker, too.

This is what makes it tick...
Main spring...

and this little hammer strikes
out the hour and the half-hour.

♪

WOOSTER: Hey, Major.

Ho!

Well?

I didn't see a thing.

Scouted all the way
to the top of that butte.

This ridin' before breakfast sure
makes a man's belly unhappy.

Not a sign of Cadol.

Must have left the country.

Makes it feel like it was
ventilated with buckshot.

Did you find anything?

Well, not much.

WOOSTER: Hey, that's Apache.

No such thing. That's Navajo.

Where'd you find it?

Up the canyon a ways.

Any tracks?

No, but the canyon floor
was kinda sandy there,

and the wind was blowing
pretty good last night.

It could have
covered 'em up easy.

Well, what do you think?

Well, that's the kind
of trappings

that Cadol's gang wears.

If you ask me,
I think he's tailin' us.

With Fire Cloud
hot on his trail?

Oh, no. He's long gone
for that Canada country.

Well, he'd be loco
to let Fire Cloud

get between him and the border.

Maybe, maybe not.

You know, this could have
been layin' there for a week...

or a month or a year.

For that matter...

Trouble, Major?

No, just normal scouting
precautions, that's all.

Major,
I wanna go back out again.

I don't feel right about things.

Good. Now we can have breakfast.

Another delay?

Only five or six hours.

That means we won't get
to the springs tomorrow.

I'm out of water, Major.
So are most of the other wagons.

I know that.

We mustn't try
to influence the Major

against his better judgment,
Lewin.

My wife's burning up with fever!

I'm getting out of here now!
Alone, if I have to.

You're leaving with
the rest of us, mister,

in about ten minutes.

My compliments, Major.

You shouldn't let him
spur you like that, Major.

Did you see any waterholes
between here and that canyon?

Nope.

Then we got no choice.

Keep me posted, will you?

All right.

Tommy, we're pullin' out
pretty quick.

I want you two to stick close
to these wagons

till we get out in the flat
country, you understand?

All right, let's go.

Wagons, ho!

Hey, Major!

Ho!

The trail's blocked behind us.

What do you mean it's blocked?

Somebody rolled some boulders
down on it.

I guess we better circle up
back in them trees then.

Come on, Charlie!
Turn left there!

Circle up back in them trees.

Come on over here,
some of you men!

The rest of you
hold up behind those rocks!

It's Cadol. You just couldn't
wait to walk into a trap, could you?

Without water, we're just as well
off here as we would be any place.

What I wanna know is
how many men he's got.

Looks like 50 or 60 up ahead.

That's just fine. We're sealed
up behind and ahead, too.

Looks to me like he's gonna
try to dry us out a little bit.

After it gets dark, I'll go
up ahead and have a look.

Aah!

This is one time I'd like to see

a few of Fire Cloud's braves
on the horizon.

Chiricahua.

Two scouts. Other one got away.

Hmm, Fire Cloud.

We break camp
before Fire Cloud can trap us.

Mm.

There'll be other wagon trains.

I will not go with empty hands.

Pick four men beside yourself
to remain with me.

The rest will get out now.

You notice Harcourt?

No, why?

Well, he's got half a canteen
of water hidden in his wagon.

You'd think that a man that's
as anxious to die as he is

would like to share it
with his friends.

He's not anxious to die,
Bill, not this way.

We got within a hundred yards
of the waterhole, Major.

Well, that Cadol's
camped right on the edge of it,

and there's not a chance
of gettin' through.

Well, come on, you better
get something to eat.

Major!

It's Cadol!

Bonjour, Major Adams.

There is water just ahead.

You can reach it by sundown.

That mean you're gonna
let us go through?

But naturally, my friend.

You may go with all your lives
and all your goods...

the moment the Indian boy
is turned over to me.

You can have your answer
right now. No deal.

I know you are in need
of water, Major.

How long do you think these
men will fight to protect an Indian?

Get out of here!

Cadol... what a general
officer he'd have made.

Cool, ruthless,
full of clever little tricks...

You think that's clever, huh?

You got any idea what'll happen to
that boy if he's turned over to Cadol?

He'll be ransomed.

Yeah, piece by piece.

Fire Cloud will keep on payin'
till he gets a whole body back.

That's fantastic.

Yeah, sure is.

The Chiricahua happen to believe that their
soul is distributed throughout their body,

and they can't be buried and go to heaven
until they've got a whole body to bury.

Superstition.

To you and me, maybe yes,

but that's not gonna stop Cadol
from killin' that boy.

Remember this outcropping
of rock right here?

Yeah.

Well, that's where
they got her blocked.

I figured if we take a barrel
full of our gunpowder,

sink it right here, we can
blast the passage right through.

And before the dust settles, maybe
we can get through to the waterhole.

Yeah, and then what?

We got women, kids, wagons.

We can't move any place
with any speed.

HARCOURT: Major.

No use getting yourself killed.

So you're all gonna be a party to
gettin' that Indian boy killed, huh?

It's on your conscience,
Major, not ours.

We've already sent for the boy.

Major Adams! Major Adams!

He's gone, Major!
Swift Cloud's gone!

I saw him just a moment ago.

He was grooming the horse
Tommy loaned him.

That's fine. Just fine.

That ought to make you men
real proud of yourselves.

You let that crippled boy go out there
and save your worthless necks, huh?

Brave men. Real brave.

Major!

Yeah?

Hawks is comin' in.

Oh, Hawks? Good.

What'd you find out?

Well, Cadol and his outfit
have pulled out.

Where's Flint?

Said he wanted to look around
a little bit more

and he'd meet us
at the waterhole.

Don't make sense...
Cadol keepin' his word.

Why, in another couple days, he
could have take us without a shot.

Well, we better get hitched up.
I wanna get this outfit to water.

Come, hitch up your teams,
everybody.

Get a move on.
We're gonna pull out of here.

Major Adams! Tommy's gone, too!

He's gone? Where?

I don't know. I just woke up.

One of the horses is missing
and my rifle.

I'm sure he's gone after
the Indian boy.

I imagine so, Mr. Peeks.

But Tommy hardly knows how
to take care of himself!

Bill, go get our
horses, will you? Right.

Charlie, take this outfit
on to the waterhole.

I'll meet you there. Yes, sir.

Major, are you aiming
to get yourself killed?

You signed papers
to get us to California.

Let him go, Lewin. Can't you see
this is more of his cheap heroics?

It's a good thing for you
that I'm busy.

Come on, you men,
you heard what the Major said.

Wait a minute!

He led us into this ambush,
didn't he?

It's his reputation
he's tryin' to save,

not the Peeks boy or the Indian.

He's made one blunder
after another.

He's through as a wagon master,
and he knows it!

Maybe you're right,
Mr. Harcourt.

Or maybe some of us
should be ridin' with him.

Major.

If you'll have me,
I'd like to ride with you.

All right.

Any of the others
that wanna come along,

get 'em mounted
and have 'em catch up with us.

All right, men, get your horses!

Come on, let's go! Hurry up!

I got me another!

Horses, quickly!

Aah!

Go get 'em!

You're a fine-lookin' mess.

Where the devil's
your grand-daddy's rifle?

Back there.

I guess I wasn't much use.

Swift Cloud got us free, though.

Hey! He did that deliberately!

Sure, he did.
That's all right, son.

That's just his way of tellin' us
that we're even with each other.

What?

Yeah, he's makin' me a gift
of your life

'cause I saved his.

I don't know. There's sure a lot
of things to learn about Indians.

Yeah, we can all learn
a lot of things.

I'll see you two
back at the train.