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Sarah.

General Houston wants us to scout on

ahead, track down Santa Anna.

You've risked your lives enough.

Why can't he send somebody older, more experienced?

I reckon 'cause we's the best he got.

Being heroes is our cross to bear.

Now, my dear Granny Lulu, she, uh, she, uh,

she pressed this flower in the family Bible

on her wedding day.

I want you to hold on to that until I come back.

Thank you, Truett.

Yeah.

Uh, ma'am?

You don't have to give this back.

It's a part of me, and your'n to keep, long as the rivers run.

Long as the rivers run.

Shut it!

Come here.

I'll be madder than a wet hen if anything

happens to either of you.

So, doggone it, you better take care of each other.

Yes ma'am.

Yes ma'am.

Hooo, she likes me.

- She hugged me tighter. - Did not.

- Did too. - Did not!

Did so!

Boy!

For who?

You can ride with the Rangers, kill Mexicans for them.

But if you think you'll ever be one of them, you're a fool.

I'm fighting for the revolution.

We're losing, Manuel.

And I don't trust the Anglos any more than the Santanistas.

What becomes of us?

We'll be free.

Santana promises the same if we fight for him.

Who do you trust more?

For your family's sake, Santana or Houston?

Reckon it ain't my cooking the dog don't like, Henry.

I've got a pint in my saddlebag.

You need to slug to ease the pain?

I'm fine.

But before we go to Goliad, I gotta take the buckboard back,

pay respects to the missus.

See ya at sunup.

Pack those up front.

Make sure they go first.

It seems like your tune is distressing the youngster,

se or.

Let me see that guitar.

You gonna take that from a greenhorn, Flores?

I'm gonna lighten the mood for you, little lady.

Well, now all we needs is a jug and a sweet little gal

to poke.

She wants you, Deaf.

What do you think, Captain?

Unh, it's growing on me.

I gotta go.

Go away from here!

You stink like a she-goat at mating time.

We don't want to smell your shit all night.

Vamos!

Eight pesos, Presidente.

I did not bet that bird, Paulo.

Yes, you did, mi general, eight pesos.

How is it you have eight pesos to bet with?

It is a fact I do, Excellency.

You have not been paid, but you have eight pesos.

You robbed them from the women refugees.

And if you robbed them, you raped them, also.

- No, no, no, mi general. - I know this.

Do you know what magnanimous is?

No, sir.

Even though you did not win, raped grandmothers, and lied

to your general, I pay you.

I pay you because you were victorious!

And to show you what magnanimous is.

Do not try such a trick again.

Enough rest and celebration.

Almonte, assume command.

Yes, general.

Buenas noches, Juan.

As you were.

Emily, it's Sam.

I brought you some fresh clothes and something to eat.

You're as blustery as ever, Sam.

And then you are--

I'm alive.

A long way from the French Quarter.

You still have that scarf I gave you.

Don't know much of nothing else.

Emily, I don't flatter myself that you

came all this way to see me.

I came seeking my brother, Jupiter,

to purchase his freedom.

Texas is slave free.

If'n you say so.

I located him at the Alamo Mission

and I told him he was free, but he stayed to fight.

Ended up one of the last survivors.

And I watched as Santa Anna had him executed.

Jupiter liked to fight.

A family trait.

At least he died a free man.

I want you to spend a few days recuperating,

and then I'm going to get you safe passage back

to New Orleans.

No.

I'm of a mind to stay in Texas, join the cause.

I could use a horse.

Well, let's, let's discuss that in the morning, shall we?

It's good to rest my eyes on you again.

Sam, Jupiter was all I had in this world.

At least he died a hero.

And he was more a Texian than any of us.

Get some rest.

You are and always will be my sweet desert rose.

Deaf!

C'mon, come.

Close your eyes.

All right.

All right, don't move.

This poor little soul lost her mama.

Far as I know, there's nobody to look after her.

What's her name?

Emilia, just like your own ma.

And this mangy orphan here, call him, Halfbreed.

About how much further to San Antonio?

Three, four days at least.

How do, ma'am?

I'll have a glass of that whiskey, please.

Well, looks like we got ourselves a greenhorn

come across the river.

Settle down, Luther.

Leave him be.

Yeah, you.

Talking about you.

I can smell you like a fat sow.

Lila, git!

You remind me of everything I come out west to get away from.

Then I reckon your quarrel's with your past.

Not me.

Now that was ill mannered.

You'll need to replace my drink, or face consequences.

Is this some sort of half-wit idiot?

Or is he just plain stupid?

You're drunk, Luther.

Neither.

Must just be you.

Go on.

Don't let nothing but fear stop you.

Leave him be.

All right, settle down, boys.

Don't you even try it.

That was a fair fight, and we all saw it.

Polite gesture, sir, but I can manage.

Now, can someone please go fetch whomsoever

it is around here that administers justice.

We need to report this.

Ha, ain't you all gussied up?

Lupe's big on the pampering.

You've got clean clothes and you got a new young'un.

And a wolf-dog pet.

Lupe must be as happy as a bumble bee in a flower patch.

Yep.

I may as well hang up my spurs, move to town,

work at the general feed.

Ha, ha, well, you are getting awful old, my friend.

Henry, it's 20 miles to go ahead.

Try to keep up.

You ain't gonna arrest him?

I hear tell you gonna go fight for Texas, hard case.

Mister, you making light of me?

Well, I've seen you handle a gun,

that'd be a pretty dumb idea.

Name's William Wallace, folks call me Big Foot.

On account of you're big?

That, but mostly because I once killed

a Cherokee with big feet.

Big Foot Wallace, John Coffee Hays.

I'm named after Colonel John Coffee, protege

of President Andrew Jackson.

Call me Jay.

Jay.

Are yo-- are you some kind of genuine blue blood

or something?

Something.

You see, I'm on my way to the Alamo Mission in San

Antonio de B xar to enlist.

Well, I'm afraid you a mite late, son.

Colonel Travis was killed by the Mexicans

along with everybody else at the Alamo.

Crockett?

He was going to be a US president someday.

Yes, sir.

Got the whole damn lot of them.

I'm on my way to fight alongside my brother

at Fort Defiance in Goliad.

Colonel Fannin's command.

Reckon, then, I'll enlist there.

Better ride with me then, hard case.

Don't need you waylaid in any more gunfights.

You coming, or what?

We're here to see Colonel Fannin.

We bring your orders from General Houston.

No doubt ordering me to withdraw and a general retreat.

But the Mexican Army is weeks away.

Colonel, if you don't git, you and your men

are going to be overrun and die.

I do what my conscience tells me to do, boy.

God damn your conscience!

Do what Houston tells you.

You follow orders!

We're with you, Colonel.

Dismissed.

Dismissed, gentlemen.

We delivered the message.

Houston.

Our good wagon and our old mare ain't here.

Ma and the girls, they must the left already.

So whose that stallion belong to then?

Yah!

C'mon.

Private Knowles?

What the hell?

Last we heard you's was deserting.

Now you profiteering?

Now hold up, now.

I done my duty, is what I done.

Alls I did is I warned the old lady about the Mexicans.

I can't help it if she's running off

all scared and leaving shit!

That old lady is my mother, you despicable poltroon.

Y-- you-- you loot my home?

Your mother?

He done bamboozled your family, Truett.

What are you going to do about it?

Now, just, easy, gentlemen.

Well, it seems, uh, you forgot my daddy's prize bullwhip,

Knowles, so I'mma give it to you.

Now, now! Hold on!

Hold on!

- Ah! - You damn deserter!

Git!

Woad!

What the hell!

You hoodwink anybody else, we tie you down--

Gentlemen!

Gentlemen!

-we pour molasses on you--

-we let the critters of eat their fill--

Now get on your horse, and git!

I'm going!

Go!

I showed him. Goldarn thieving deserter!

You better git!

That's good enough.

Climb out and cover 'em up.

Not sure I agree with your methods, General.

It worked for Washington and Jackson.

All right, men.

Stand beside me bearing arms.

I promised you men an answer.

I'm now prepared to deliver it.

I've ordered Colonel Fannin to retreat from Goliad.

Our armies will move east and join forces with his, picking

up volunteers along the way.

This is the very kind of deliberation

that lost the lives of our compatriots at the Alamo!

Sir, we lost great men, Travis and Davy Crockett

and Jim Bowie himself.

General, I feel it is our Christian duty

to march to Goliad.

To fight.

To defeat Santa Anna!

To take our vengeance and stand our ground with Fannin

is the proper tactically thing to do, sir.

He's right!

We should fight!

Men, General Fannin has his orders, you men have yours.

You may question my military strategy, but not my heart.

And if any one of you question my command,

there is a grave reserved for you.

I will give you your battle!

I will give you your blood!

Your brothers and friends shall be avenged,

but it will be when and where your general orders it.

Now let me hear you say, "Aye."

Aye.

I'm not asking a question.

Answer so that God and Santa Anna can hear it!

Let me hear you say, "Aye!"

SOLDIERS Aye!

Good!

You are dismissed.

General.

Captain Baker, tearing off on some half-assed reprisal is

exactly what Santa Anna wants.

You insubordinate me again in front of my troops,

I'll have you shot.

Ah!

C'mon, c'mon!

Last one's going up against the wall!

I beat ya, boy!

You didn't beat me!

I beat you!

You couldn't beat a dog, boy!

Third time this week!

Whoo, boy!

I done beat you! I beat ya--

Nope!

I'm faster than a ring-tail bobcat, you seen me!

Hell you are, I was a full nose ahead,

ain't that right, Captain?

Where you off to?

Back to camp.

The stubborn bastard won't obey orders.

Well, you want us to linger and spy on him?

What do you reckon, Deaf?

They're wearing their own boots.

They can walk where they want to.

If Fannin hasn't moved by day after next, ride due east

and meet us there, in Victoria.

Keep your eyes and ears open.

And don't you tarry.

You, uh, you feelin' poorly, Captain?

I'm fine.

Well, we, we just want to say that, uh, well,

we feel, that is--

What my jibber jabberin' friend means to say is that

we hold the two of you in equal high regard as our own daddies.

We're proud to be Texan Rangers, sirs.

You two may become real Rangers yet.

Real Rangers.

Oh, yeah.

Help!

Help us!

Help!

My ankle!

I can't get it off of her!

Keep her head above the water!

Get to the back and help lift!

Boy, get in there, get in there!

She's stuck!

Don't lift till I say!

One, two!

Lift!

Go take a look at her.

Thank you.

You all right, darlin'?

My name is Rebecca Pit.

That's my brother, Colby.

Awful pretty name, Rebecca.

My name's Kit Acklin.

Me and Vern, there, are riding with the ranger and company.

Well, pleasure, Rebecca.

All right, let's go, boy.

C'mon.

No, no, no.

We already made ourselves a deal.

But you said two, not three.

What is this? Huh?

Whoa!

Easy!

Now you, you understand what this is?

Now I told you--

What's that commotion over there?

Looks like that bastard's demanding

compensation from the widow woman

- for helping her ford the river. - Hey!

I was just going to give you two.

Easy, easy now.

That's the private that deserted

Gonzalez three days ago.

Let me just see.

Let me just see.

Here we go, what's that?

We need to make an example.

He'll do.

Arrest him.

We'll try him next time.

Hear ye, hear ye!

This military tribunal is now in session.

The prisoner that stands before this court

is charged with desertion at the time of war.

Private Ephraim Knowles, without orders or furlough,

absented himself from Camp Gonzales,

which is a direct violation of his sworn military oath.

No, no different from about 500 others.

Private, do you have a friend or member

of this company who you'd like to speak on your behalf?

Well, let's see, your honor.

I'd have to say the best man to speak for me would

be none other than, ah, oh, me.

I can tell you why.

Because my company ain't nothing but a bunch of sniveling

bastard weasels.

Order.

Very well.

Sergeant Anderson.

Sir?

I appoint you to speak on behalf of the accused.

I don't know this man, sir.

That may be to his advantage.

Yes sir.

Private, do you stipulate to the fact that--

If I am to speak for this man, I

will make the stipulation, sir.

Fine.

Sergeant, you are denying that he deserted?

No.

I'm the one that arrested him.

Sergeant, do you have anything to say on this man's behalf

- before his sentence? - No.

But I do have a few questions.

Carry on.

Private Knowles--

Yes, sir.

What were you doing before I arrested you?

What was I doing, huh?

I was only just, I was arguing a teensy bit

with some old widow woman.

That was the same woman that you helped across the river

- with the children-- - That's right.

-their pitiful few possessions--

That's right, that's right.

Alls I done is I carried this fat old lady all the way

across that damn river, and as soon as she

was safe on the other side--

Where did you say you were from again?

Is it east Georgia?

Milledgeville, Georgia.

Get to the point, Sergeant.

I heard a story about a man there

who takes his pecker out in the store, wears no pants,

and walks around in the rain, stares at the sun

all afternoon.

That would be Obediah Claymore.

What of it?

It's just that, it's an area that's known for people

marrying direct blood relations, so no more than one in 20

are born normal.

Se or Anderson, are you saying that

Private Knowles is not responsible for his

actions because he has--

Yeah, what I am saying is, is that there's a one in 20 chance

that he's not right in the head.

Laugh it up, laugh it up and damn you all to hell!

I am too right in the head!

I am righter than right in my head!

But I'll tell you what ain't right!

I'll tell you what's goddamn insane, it's so far from right.

It would the the idea of any one of us staying

in this, this joke of an army!

To fight and fight and loose life after life--

Private, that's enough.

For a goddamn lost cause!

That's enough, Private!

A goddamn lost cause.

I'm done defending.

What's the prisoner's name again?

Ephraim Knowles.

Ephraim?

Yes, sir.

Ephraim Knowles, for your cowardly desertion

from this army in wartime, in accordance

with military practice and precedent,

this court hereby sentences you to death.

You, you of all people, you call me a coward.

You are the coward!

You let the Alamo die.

And now Fannin needs ya.

Ain't that the pot calling the kettle blacker than black?

.

That'll do.

Make your farewells and prepare your soul for eternity.

At first light, you will be taken before the army firing

squad, blindfolded, and shot.

May God have mercy on you.

Court's adjourned.

Remove the prisoner.

Now that the message has been sent,

if he were to escape by morning, I

wouldn't view it as a calamity.

Yes, sir.

No, no.

Eliza, no.

Don't say that.

No.

No.

No.

Unh.

No!

I don't drink when I'm at war.

It's medicinal.

Helps me sleep.

How long have you been sitting there?

Long enough.

You gonna give me a stallion, or do I have to steal one?

Emily, Emily, Emily.

How can I, in good conscience, allow you put

yourself in harm's way again.

Why do you think I'd do such a thing?

Because you want revenge for your brother.

What do you care what I want?

Are you still having that same nightmare?

This isn't Basin Street.

Persuasions received there are not welcome.

Persuasions?

As I recall, what we did tween the sheets

wasn't called "persuasions."

The dream haunts me still.

When we were together in New Orleans,

I only had the nightmare one time.

You ain't taken care of that wound.

Doctors tell me it's unlikely it'll ever heal.

I'm not talking about the hole in your shoulder.

You married a spoiled daddy's southern belle,

whose hateful words were meant to torment you.

She done more harm to you than all your battles combined.

But she was terrified.

Just a child afraid of a man.

You needed a grown woman.

Look at me, Sam.

Your baby bride was scared.

I'm not scared.

You scared?

Hunh.

You need medication because you're alone with me?

Put your arms around me, Sam.

Touch me.