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What's the idea, Major?

You can't be trusted with a rifle, so I'm relieving you of it.

You can't take a man's rifle away, not in this country.

Start digging.

What? Bury that buffalo.

That's good meat. My wife and kids are hungry.

Everybody on the whole train is hungry, but they're alive.

Now, you start digging, mister, and you'd better hope

that you get that thing covered up before one of White Eagle's scouts sees it.

Now, go on. Go ahead, dig.

I'm only gonna say this once more.

This is not the first time I've taken a wagon train

through White Eagle's territory,

and when I tell you that the only way he lets us through without attacking us

is for us to holster our guns and leave his game alone,

I know gol' darn well what I'm talking about.

You take Burns back to that second supply wagon and chain him up.

Make sure he stays there till we're through White Eagle's hunting grounds.

It's gonna be a couple weeks before we get out of White Eagle's way.

You can't just chain a man up like an animal for that long.

This whole train could've been massacred for what he did.

I aim to see it doesn't happen again. Go do like I told you.

Come on.

Oh, no, please.

Please, Major Adams, don't do it.

He's learned his lesson. He won't do it again.

Mrs. Burns, running a wagon train

is not always a popular job.

I have to do a lot of things I don't like to do

in order to keep order and discipline or we wouldn't get halfway where we're going.

And even if it means making an example out of your husband,

I'm sorry, but that's the way it's got to be.

Then why don't you use a bullwhip on him too, you Simon Legree!

I'm sorry I'm the one that has to do this to you, Clyde.

Then what are you doing it for?

Why didn't you and the others stand up to the major when you had the chance?

And cross the major? Are you kiddin'?

No, I'm not. When a man starts acting like

he thinks he's a king or something, then it's high time we told him a thing or two.

When people are starving and he does nothing to get 'em fresh meat,

then he can't be this rough on 'em... they just won't stand for it.

You know, it takes a hard and tough man

to take a train like this from one end of the country to the other,

and I'm just glad that Major Adams has the job and not me.

Let 'em roll!

Charlie? Yeah?

Keep your eye on Mrs. Burns, will ya?

In case she runs short of food, give her some of ours.

I was gonna do that.

You were, huh? Well, that is, with your permission.

It's all right. And if she needs any help

with the horses or wagon, why, help her out.

Yes, sir. Major, I think you'd better know...

folks are getting mighty restless.

About Burns, huh?

About him too, but mostly about not having enough to eat.

They're saying as long as Burns already killed that buffalo

that the least you could've done is bring it back into camp and split it up.

Oh, they are, are they? And they say discipline's one thing,

but when you keep good food from them just to prove who's boss,

well, that's carrying things a little bit far.

You know, Major, I was thinking.

Charlie and I could go out there and dig that buffalo up.

Being dark the way it is, White Eagle's scouts wouldn't

stand much chance spotting us.

Good idea, Bill. What do you say, Major?

Do you want to know what I say?

Yeah.

All right, I'll tell you.

I'd say that you two are getting to be

just about as bad as everybody else in this wagon train.

You can't see one inch

beyond getting your own bellies full

regardless of what it costs you.

You tell me that White Eagle's scouts have got very little chance

of seeing us out there digging up that buffalo.

Well, I'll tell you something.

Any little chance is too much of a chance!

I gave White Eagle my word,

and everybody on this train... including you two...

Are bending way over backwards trying to get me to break it

and get us all killed.

Well, I'm not gonna break that word!

And neither is anybody else. And that's an order!

And in case you two have forgotten who gives the orders,

I give 'em and you follow 'em!

Maybe that way we can manage to stay alive a week or so longer.

Do I make myself clear?!

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

All right, then! Whew!

You suppose we said something wrong?

Shut up!

Ooh!

Hold it right there. Don't shoot, Bill. It's me.

Hey, Flint. Carrying some good news.

We didn't expect you for another day or two.

Well, I figured you were getting tired of eating hardtack,

so when White Eagle said we could shoot a few buffalo I thought I'd come tell you.

He really say that?

He say, "Wagon chief keep-um word other time.

This time White Eagle say shoot buffalo,

one for each finger on hand."

Five buffalo? Ugh.

Wait'll the major hears about this.

What's Mrs. Burns doing at the supply wagon?

I guess she's paying Clyde a night visit.

What's he doing there?

He killed a buffalo, so Major Adams put him in chain

for breaking the agreement with White Eagle. I see.

I'll get the major up. Do it gently.

McCullough got us permission to kill five buffalo!

Hey, hey, hey. What? Say that again.

McCullough got us permission to kill five buffalo.

You know, I thought that's what you said.

Ha, ha. How do you like that no-good scout?

Coming through for us at a time like this.

He can sure speak that Indian language. Where is he?

Back over there someplace.

My own husband lying here chained up

like he was a vicious criminal,

and me trying to keep the children from seeing him like this.

I tell you, Mr. McCullough, that Major Adams is inhuman.

He's turned into a heartless beast.

What's a man to do if it ain't to get food for his wife and kids?

I think you'll find that when the major learns

White Eagle doesn't care, he'll soften up.

Do you really think so? Do you think he might turn Clyde loose?

Sure. He's not nearly the heartless beast he pretends to be.

Oh, you don't think so?

Howdy, Major. I was just telling Clyde here

that he really hasn't broken White Eagle's law after all.

What right have you got to tell him anything?

What I'm saying is true.

True or not true, he disobeyed my orders.

That doesn't change things one bit.

You mean you're not gonna turn him loose?

I mean exactly that.

Well, isn't that being kind of hard on him?

That, Mr. McCullough, is none of your business.

And I'm getting sick and tired of having everybody tell me how to run this train.

These people are my responsibility, not yours.

All right. You don't have to yell at me.

Then do your job and quit whimpering to my people.

Oh, well, I'm very sorry, Major Adams.

Forgive me. I've been away for the last several days,

and I didn't realize that the wagon master had turned into some kind of Simon Legree.

One more word out of you, McCullough, like that,

and you can ride the trail ahead on your own time.

Is that a threat?

You've got ears.

Then you'd better make it good or withdraw it on the spot.

You trying to tell me what to do again?

I'm telling you about this.

All right, McCullough, you start riding.

Pick up your wages and start riding!

It's a pleasure.

You think that was... You want to ride with him?

No, sir, but... Then drop it right where it is.

Yes, sir. What happened?

I thought I heard the major bellowing like a bull.

Why don't you shut up? Now what'd I say wrong?

You heard him. Shut up!

Why? Why?

I should've stayed in bed.

Here's your money, Flint.

Oh, thanks, Charlie.

CHARLIE: The major said to pay you for the whole trip. It's all there.

I don't want any favors from the major.

You tell him that half the trip

is worth half the salary.

Flint... Oh, and, uh,

well, say goodbye to Bill Hawks for me.

What's your big hurry?

You heard the wagon master. He said to ride.

And he's the boss around here. Let's make no mistake about that.

So he lost his temper for a minute.

He'll be all right in the morning. Why don't you wait till then at least.

No, he's yelled at me for the last time.

I've got a little pride too, you know.

Between the pride you've got and the pride he's got,

you've both lost a good friend.

You were good friends, you know.

Yeah, we were, weren't we?

Yeah. What are you gonna do about it?

Well, probably regret it one day.

Where'll you go? What'll you do?

I'll get another job.

There's a tent city down the way.

Maybe I'll settle there for a while. I don't know.

I scouted as far as the canyon.

It's all clear there. Ain't bad until you get there.

Get yourself another scout.

You might tell him that, huh?

So long, Charlie. Good night, buddy.

Well, there he goes.

I can see that, Charlie.

Oh, he said he only did half the job, so he only took half the pay.

Put it away.

He'll wish he'd taken it all.

First town he hits, first pretty girl,

he'll be broke inside of a week.

What do you care, Major?

I don't care, Charlie.

Yes, sir.

I couldn't care less what happens to him.

Yes, sir.

And don't you forget that.

No, sir.

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Bartender,

you got anything decent to drink back there?

We only got one kind.

Whether it's decent or not depends on how bad you need it.

Thank you. Don't try to be funny.

I wasn't. Come on, another dollar.

It's my first drink. That's right.

Two dollars a shot.

You're new.

Yeah.

My name is Goldie.

Flint.

Flint. That's a nice name.

You hungry, Flint?

If the food's no better than the liquor...

I have influence.

Come with me.

Tables is crooked, I tell ya. They been rigged.

A poor loser.

Yes, Miss Goldie?

Wong, pick out a nice steak. It's for a friend.

I fix.

It takes a while to get used to it.

Take me longer to get used to the prices.

Ha, ha, ha. Wait'll you pay for the steak.

Don't you want anything? Nothing.

Then what's the... What's a nice girl like me doing in a place like this?

Something like that.

I'm not public property.

I noticed nobody bothered you.

That's because I belong... to him.

Who's he?

Tent City belongs to him too.

And the mine outside.

And 12 other mines. And interest in 20 others.

His name is Will Hardisty.

And, uh, you don't like it?

Yes, but I'm not very happy about it.

I was once, and I could be again,

if we'd ever get out of here, but we won't.

I've got a rival. Not that I've noticed.

Tent City.

And the mine outside.

And the 12 other mines and the interest in 20 others.

Plus the interest in the mines

of all the men who will not pay their gambling debts tonight.

Just look at them.

Will Hardisty isn't the only one interested in money.

He's just smarter at getting it.

There's more greed in this one tent than you'll find in most full-sized towns.

All you need is one silver strike,

and every get-rich-quick bum crawls out

from under every rock and heads for the spot.

I'll kill you!

Where were you? I stepped outside for a minute.

A minute could've been too long

Lock him up. I'll talk to you later.

Some way I'll get you, Hardisty! Some way I'll get you yet!

All right, everybody, relax. Everything is all right.

This is Will Hardisty.

He calls himself Flint. Flint McCullough.

Most men would've let him knife me. Why didn't you?

If he'd been facing you, I might have.

I don't like anybody to get it in the back for any reason.

That's the right answer, McCullough.

I'm glad to meet you.

Surprised that kind of thing is popular around here.

You misjudge me. I'm an honest man.

Here's your steak, mister. Thank you.

You do have influence. Fifteen dollars, please.

- "Honest"? - That's all right, Wong.

Thanks.

Supply and demand. That's honest.

With White Eagle's ban against hunting game,

folks around here'd starve to death if I didn't bring supplies in.

And that's expensive. Some of my wagons don't even make it.

Those that do have to pay for those that don't. Simple arithmetic.

My help comes high too.

For instance, I'd pay $1,000 a month

to a man that'd set up law and order around here.

Of course, he'd have to be honest too.

He'd have to be the type of man that didn't like to see anybody stabbed in the back.

You offering me the job, Mr. Hardisty?

I already have. I'm not a lawman.

I think you can answer my requirements.

Well, the money's tempting,

but I don't think my heart would be in this kind of operation.

Now, suppose I could prove to you that I'm just a businessman...

Nothing more, nothing less.

Prove to you that my gambling tables were straight.

That the whole operation is honest.

Would that make any difference? It might.

You stick around till everybody's left,

and you can personally tear the tables apart to see if they're rigged.

You'll take the job, you know.

What makes you think so?

Because if you could get $1,000 in any other place,

you wouldn't be here.

Besides that, you'll find he did tell you the truth.

Will Hardisty is honest.

Good steak, Goldie. Thanks for using your influence.

Anytime, Flint.

Anytime.

I thought I'd find you here.

Now, get along with you.

And this time stay under your blankets.

I don't like to have them see you this way, Clyde.

Good night, boys.

Your ma's gonna be looking for you boys.

Get back to your wagon.

Good night.

Got company again tonight, huh, Major?

Oh, stop enjoying yourself and take those boys back to their wagon.

Why me?

Well, it's a little late for you fellers to be up, ain't it?

Come on, I'll put you safely to bed. Ha, ha, ha.

I told you to stay away from Major Adams,

or he'll probably put you in chains too.

Not a bad idea. Ha, ha, ha!

That's one of the funniest things I ever saw, Wooster!

Hey! What the...

Well, we'll never make it now, Major.

That canyon's gonna be full of water. We're still gonna try.

Why? We're not in that big a hurry, are we?

We can hole up here till the rain lets up a bit. The horses need a rest.

Oh, Charlie, come off of it, will ya?

I know just as well as you do that there's a tent city up ahead,

and I know exactly what you think you might find there.

Well, it wouldn't hurt none to mix with civilization a little while, would it?

You know, have a drink or two and maybe fatten up the bankroll.

Yeah, and maybe lose it all too,

and I'm not gonna take a bunch of paupers into California.

Let's get out of here before these canyons fill up on us.

We'll never make it in this rain. Just get the slickers.

I wasn't more than 18 years old when I made my first strike.

That was silver too,

over in the Arizona territory.

After two months of digging, it was only two hours

of playing at a wheel like this before somebody else

owned my claim lock, stock and barrel.

You see, the thing that I learned is when a man gets his hands

on a rich strike, no matter how rich it is,

it isn't quite enough.

He wants it to grow faster than he can dig.

That's why I don't have to rig my game.

Well, did I tell you the truth? Looks like you did.

Take the job?

Well, I'll need some deputies if I do.

How about using this fellow and his friend?

We work for Mr. Hardisty.

You got any objections if I use them?

You're running the show. That's the right answer.

The name's McCullough. Now you're working for me.

Vic Traynor. Rod.

Rod. Remember, those are legal guns you're wearing now.

Misuse them, you get in as much trouble as anybody else.

I'll see you at jail in the morning.

All right.

You do have a jail?

Such as it is.

Come on, I'll show you.

Ho!

Wagons, ho!

Major Adams! Major Adams!

This is as far as we're going. The water's rising in that canyon.

I'm not gonna turn around on a narrow trail like this.

I can see that.

Folks are not gonna like making camp on the side of a mountain either.

Nothing we can do about it.

I guess if they don't like it, they can go

back to Tent City for a little excitement, huh?

They can what?

Well, it's only a quarter of a mile behind us.

Come on, Major! The first drink's on me!

All right, make clear.

Buffalo killed by white man from wagon train.

Bury underground to hide. I watch.

Later, dig up. Bring to show White Eagle.

Through this pass, I tell scout McCullough

wagon train can kill five buffalo.

When this happen?

Three days past.

White Eagle make mistake.

Wagon chief break word before I say can kill buffalo.

Make fool of White Eagle.

Make war on wagon train. Kill white man.

Take white woman.

First, White Eagle think.

Hey! Hey, you!

Jailer!

I'd appreciate it if you'd fetch me some water.

I'm powerful thirsty.

I'm not surprised.

You were carrying quite a load last night.

Thanks.

Can I have some more?

Hey, ain't you the feller that shot me last night?

Yeah, I guess I am. How's your wrist?

Oh, all right, I reckon.

Guess I ought to thank you

for keeping me from knifing Will Hardisty last night.

Last night you wanted to kill him for cheating you.

Oh, I didn't really mean that.

It was myself I was mad at, I reckon.

I just plumb lost my mind when I realized

I'd gambled away my mine and everything.

Didn't have nothing left in the whole world.

Well, I think you'd better come out of there and clean up.

Rafe! Rafe!

Why did you do it? Why did you do it?

I don't know what comes over me, Sally Jo.

I don't know what there is that I can say to you.

All last night I kept asking myself,

"What are you gonna say to Sally Jo?

How are you gonna tell her that you lost

the mine and everything, that we're plumb busted?"

I don't care about that. We've been without before.

It's you trying to knife Will Hardisty that I mean.

They'll hang you, Rafe. They'll hang you from a tree!

You reckon they would, mister?

Hang me? They might.

Turned out I... I didn't really knife him.

I was the only one that got hurt.

Who got hurt's not the point.

The whole thing was your responsibility.

That's always been Rafe's trouble, mister.

He never did have sense of responsibility.

It seems like sometimes he don't even think. Now, Sally Jo...

It's the truth, Rafe Jeffers, and you know it to be.

You're a farmer. That's the only thing you know how to do,

and on the farm's the only place you never get into trouble.

He didn't mean no harm, mister.

He's not a mean man.

He just don't use judgment sometimes. That's his only crime:

not using judgment.

If you get out of this mess, what do you plan to do?

Try to strike it rich again?

No, sir, he wouldn't.

He's through looking for the end of the rainbow.

He'd go straight back to that farm in Pennsylvania,

that's where he'd go... both of us... and we'd stay there too.

She's right, mister. 'Course, I guess it's too late

to do anything about it now,

but there's nothing I'd like better than to be

back on that farm with Sally Jo.

No, sir. Nothing better in this whole world.

Well, there's no court or judge around here yet.

If I were you, I'd get out of here before there is one.

You mean that, mister? I wouldn't even wait for it to stop raining.

Rafe, you're free! You're free!

Now, this ain't right, mister.

Appears to me that you could get yourself into a peck of trouble

turning me loose. You let me worry about that, huh?

There you go again. Now, the man says you can go,

and you want to stand around and argue the point with him.

The wagon's out front. You go get on it!

Yes, Sally Jo.

Hyah!

Good morning.

Morning, McCullough. Just in time for breakfast. Sit down.

Thank you.

You know that fellow that attacked you last night? Rafe Jeffers?

I turned him loose. You what?

Well, I'm not a hangman, and all he wants to do

is go back to his farm in Pennsylvania, so I thought it was the best thing to do.

That's right, Flint. We don't want any deadbeats

hanging around here, in or out of jail.

Especially in jail. You'd have to feed him then,

and that might cost you a fortune.

Now, what is that supposed to mean?

Oh, Will, I don't know what it means,

except that sometimes I think you value a dollar

more than your own life.

It isn't just Rafe Jeffers.

It's the next person who loses heavily at the tables,

and the next one after that, and the next one.

They'll all blame you for it,

and one day, one of them will kill you.

Now, isn't that a pleasant thought to start the day with?

Oh, Will, let's get out of here.

Let's leave this filthy place.

Let's go somewhere we can live like decent people.

Honey, I know it's rough and uncomfortable around here at times,

but I can't just turn my back on a business like this.

"Business." One day I'm gonna get fed up and...

And what, Goldie?

Leave.

Well, I don't like what this place is doing to us, to you.

You're getting greedier and greedier.

One of these days you're gonna decide that

honest tables don't bring in enough money.

And when that happens, Will, I'm not gonna be around.

I'm not gonna be around!

Will, I wonder what outlaw band that is.

I don't know, Goldie.

Give 'em the big-city treatment, see if you can find out.

Go get McCullough.

Try and stay out of trouble, will you, boys?

Look what's coming, Major, and she's heading right straight for me.

Looks like you're the head man around here.

Well, ma'am, I'm Major Adams.

I'm the wagon master of a train that's stranded up the line here apiece.

I heard there was a wagon train running through.

Just make yourselves at home, and if you want anything,

just ask for Goldie.

I'll tell Mr. Hardisty that you're here.

Thank you, ma'am.

The least you could do was introduce me to her.

The least you could do is buy that drink you promised me. Go on!

Hey, bartender, how much is whiskey? Two dollars.

I don't mean a whole bottle. Just a drink. Two dollars.

Two dollars?

What are you gonna do, back out on that drink you promised me?

I was just wondering who was gonna buy the second one.

That won't concern me because I'm only gonna have one.

That's what I was afraid of.

Ought to be a lot of money on that train. Oh, Will.

Introduce me to him.

Major Adams. Oh, yes?

Major, this is Will Hardisty, the owner.

Glad to have you. How do you do, Mr. Hardisty?

Seems like you're having us a little bit too much.

These prices of yours are kind of rough.

You ought to understand the problem of bringing supplies in here,

heading up a wagon train like you do.

I know it's not easy.

But I've got a problem of my own right now.

I've got a wagon train stuck up here in the rain.

I'm looking for a scout. Thought maybe you might have one.

Somebody off of one of your supply wagons.

Well, as a matter of fact, there is one scout here, but he's my marshal.

Besides, I don't think you'd want him.

McCullough!

No, you're right, Mr. Hardisty.

I don't want him.

I knew you were gonna act like that when you saw him.

Why don't you just...

Oh, you knew I was gonna see him, huh?

Well, I thought maybe...

You were mighty anxious to get down here, wasn't you?

You knew gol' darn well he'd be here.

Well, to tell the truth...

Why don't you do just that for once?

Well, Flint did say he might be stopping off at Tent City,

but honest, Major, it wasn't me that made it rain.

I wouldn't put it past you!

Anyway, I don't think it's right, you two being sore at each other.

Besides, he's a darn good scout.

I didn't say he wasn't a good scout! Shall I go get him?

You just mind your own gol' darn business, will ya?

And have another drink. You buyin'?

Yes, I'm buying!

I White Eagle.

Want to see wagon chief.

Major Adams isn't here right now. What do you want to see him about?

Wagon chief killed buffalo.

Bury buffalo. Break word.

Oh, you know about that, huh?

Scout watch. See.

I can tell you what happened.

Explain the whole thing.

You better tell then.

Major Adams didn't kill that buffalo.

Another man in the train did.

His kids were hungry and he wasn't thinking straight.

Why bury buffalo underground?

Try to make a fool of White Eagle?

Chief, you got this all wrong.

Major Adams figured that if you found the buffalo,

you'd know it was killed by mistake and he didn't break your treaty.

Otherwise, we'd have brought the meat back and eaten it.

We could sure use it too.

In an act of good faith, Major Adams ordered it buried.

If you tell lie,

White Eagle will send many braves to kill people,

burn wagons.

This is the truth, White Eagle. I swear it.

You can prove?

I sure can. Come on.

What are you gonna do? Don't you worry, Mrs. Burns.

Just be happy that Clyde's right where he is.

There's your proof. There's the man that killed your buffalo.

Major Adams had him under arrest and in chains as soon as it happened.

He's been that way ever since. Good. Good.

Wagon chief still White Eagle's friend.

Thank you, White Eagle. Major Adams will be glad to hear this.

Now, take chain off. White Eagle take prisoner. Take him? For what?

Punish. Indian way. Kill.

No, you can't have him. He's Major Adams' prisoner, not mine.

I can't let you have him.

I said that you couldn't take him, and I mean it.

Where is wagon chief?

He's back at Tent City.

I go look for him. Come back.

Take prisoner.

Oh, Mr. Hawks, They'll come back and kill him!

You've got to let him loose. You've got to let him get away.

Viola's right. I wouldn't stand a chance in these chains.

What chance do you think the rest of us would have if I turned you loose?

Clyde, don't you realize if you hadn't been in chains

just now, we all would have been massacred?

Oh, no. We'll stay the way we are and let Major Adams handle this.

You know, we haven't played two-handed in a long time.

Yeah, long time.

Flint, I'd like to bet you $5.

On what?

If you'll give the major half a chance, you'll be back

scouting for him before he leaves here this afternoon.

That's a bet I'll take. Good.

He's beginning to soften up already,

and I ain't half through working on him.

Cheaters! That's what you are, cheaters!

You haven't given me a decent break! Take it easy!

I've lost $200, and I haven't even won one bet!

That's the way gambling is. Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose.

MAN: Your table's crooked! That's why I haven't won anything!

You're gonna pay back that 200 bucks if I have to beat it out of you!

Calm down, Joe. The table's straight.

You keep out of this, McCullough!

McCullough!

Stay out of this, Adams. This is not your wagon train.

You are not the boss here.

Whatever else I might think of you, McCullough,

I never thought you'd tie yourself up with a crooked outfit like this.

You're as wrong as Joe was. I checked the tables in this place myself

before I took the job.

All you men from the train, let's go.

We roll in an hour.

Now you've spoiled everything.

Keep your $5, Charlie. SETH: Charlie!

Help! Help!

What are you doing back here, Jeffers?

Chased back, we was, by Indians.

He did it again. He won't ever use his head.

Did what? He shot a deer and killed it dead,

and all the Indians watching on the hill! You stupid fool!

You got to give us protection. You're under arrest.

Lock him up.

Hold on a minute, fellas.

I don't want to go back in there again. Come on.

Quit complaining, Rafe. You'll be safer there than anyplace.

Where is wagon chief?

You know me. What do you want?

You cause White Eagle much trouble.

I think you friend

when I learn you hold prisoner who kill and bury buffalo.

But man at train will not give prisoner to White Eagle to punish.

I start to look for you.

I see other man in wagon kill deer.

I follow here. White Eagle angry.

Wants prisoner and the other man too.

Well, that's where you're wrong, White Eagle.

The man that killed that deer is not off of my train.

He's right. That man comes from here.

He's been taken prisoner too, White Eagle,

the same thing that'd happen to anyone who broke your law.

You do right thing, same as wagon chief.

But White Eagle wants prisoners.

White Eagle, you know me very well, huh?

I work for Mr. Hardisty now.

I give you my word the man in jail will be punished.

No. White man soft.

I punish Indian way. HARDISTY: I say let him do it, Flint.

Will! No, I mean it.

There isn't a man in this territory that doesn't

know White Eagle's law and abide by it.

What right does one stupid fool got

to put the rest of us in the position of dying just to defend him?

He'll die along with us anyway.

Jeffers committed the crime.

Let Jeffers pay for what he did.

You'd do anything to save your business, wouldn't you?

I'm thinking of these people.

I might've believed that once, but I don't anymore.

Goodbye, Will. Now, Goldie...

Tent City chief speak right.

I say Tent City chief speak wrong.

And I say you're wrong too.

Wagon chief better hold tongue.

You're the one that's making all this fuss, not us.

And for what? One old tough buffalo

and one little deer.

And because they're dead, two men are supposed to die.

Is that right?

You know as well as I do that there's enough game around here

to supply 100 times more people than we got.

Game belong to Indian, not to white man.

How long do you think it's gonna stay that way?

The white man's already here, and there's more coming.

Maybe it's not right that we move in on your country like this.

I don't know about that. But there's no stopping it.

You can't stop it; I can't stop it.

You're gonna have to learn to get along with us.

You're gonna have to learn our ways, White Eagle.

Without game, Indian starve.

To save Indian,

White Eagle kill all white men.

Well, you're a man of your word, aren't you?

White Eagle word good. All right.

You've given us five buffalo, haven't you?

So far we've only shot two. We're not gonna kill any more.

That means I'm gonna give you back three of them.

Three of our buffalo against your one buffalo and one deer.

Doesn't that sound like a fair trade?

Try to make fool out of White Eagle with white man talk?

I do Indian way. I take prisoner.

I punish Indian way!

Maybe we ought to try the Indian way.

McCullough... White Eagle,

when two braves don't agree, how do they settle the argument?

Fight. One die.

Brave who lives is right.

All right, then, why don't we settle this argument that way?

You want my prisoner; I don't plan to give him to you.

White scout fool to challenge White Eagle.

Maybe so, but you're challenged.

Who fight for wagon chief's prisoner?

Why don't we settle the whole thing all at once?

If there aren't any objections, I'll fight for the wagon chief.

I'll do my own fighting if there's any to be done.

There's a lot of things you know that I don't know,

but how to fight this Indian on his terms isn't one of them.

Well, all right.

If you're durn fool enough to do it,

go ahead.

Why you not kill?

I could have. That proves the point. That's enough.

Now White Eagle owe life to white man.

Must repay or live in shame.

You don't owe me anything. Just keep your word.

Flint, you fought for me, fought for my town. That gives me a voice.

I fought for what I thought was right.

White Eagle, I know how you can pay for your life.

I think you'd better keep out of this.

Grant white man permission to hunt in your territory. That'll erase your shame.

You're kind of cutting your own throat, ain't you, Hardisty?

If they can hunt game in this country,

they won't pay your prices.

Well, I'm getting kind of tired of this place anyway.

I'm pulling out. What do you say, White Eagle?

When white man want food,

White Eagle will give all they need.

Good.

Thanks, Will.

Well, what's everybody waiting for?

What's holding this wagon train up now?

Who asked you? Who's running this train anyhow, me or you?

You are! And who the devil's scoutin' for it?

You are!

All right.

Hey, you owe me $5. I knew I'd get you two back together.

Charlie, that's one bill I don't mind paying.

Good.

All right. Wagons, ho!

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Rollin' on the prairie where there ain't no grass ♪

♪ Rollin' over mountains where there ain't no pass ♪

♪ Sittin' on a board eye in the weather ♪

♪ Prayin' to the Lord we stay together ♪

♪ Side by side ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Pickin' up a passenger in every town ♪

♪ Wonderin' if he's ever gonna shoot you down ♪

♪ Lookin' for a pal Ain't it a pity? ♪

♪ Lookin' for a gal Needn't be pretty ♪

♪ If she'll ride ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪

♪ Wagon, ho ♪

♪ Gotta keep them on the run ♪

♪ Time to go ♪

♪ And follow the sun ♪

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Never had a cabin near a general store ♪

♪ Only had a wagon and a .44 ♪

♪ Sittin' on a board eye in the weather ♪

♪ Prayin' to the Lord we stay together ♪

♪ Side by side ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪