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'It all started in the year 1832, | 0:02:15 | 0:02:17 | |
'back in old Kentucky on the road to Louisville. | 0:02:17 | 0:02:21 | |
'Jim Deakins was just a-mindin' his own business | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
'when he seed something in the trees - seed it move. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
'Couldn't tell whether it was man, bear, or what. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:30 | |
'And Jim were the curious sort.' | 0:02:30 | 0:02:33 | |
BIRD CALLS | 0:03:02 | 0:03:04 | |
'Jim knowed there weren't a man or bear there, | 0:03:06 | 0:03:09 | |
'or that bird wouldn't have stayed around.' | 0:03:09 | 0:03:13 | |
RATTLING | 0:03:20 | 0:03:22 | |
I sure am much obliged. | 0:03:28 | 0:03:30 | |
< I'd like my knife back. | 0:03:30 | 0:03:32 | |
Sure. > | 0:03:32 | 0:03:34 | |
Here you are. | 0:03:41 | 0:03:43 | |
Was that you whistling like a bird? | 0:03:43 | 0:03:46 | |
Well, what did you do that for? | 0:03:50 | 0:03:53 | |
I don't like anybody followin' me. | 0:03:53 | 0:03:55 | |
I don't like to be hit, | 0:03:55 | 0:03:58 | |
especially when I ain't lookin' for it. | 0:03:58 | 0:04:01 | |
Why, you... | 0:04:02 | 0:04:04 | |
This time, it ain't gonna be so easy. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:09 | |
Wait a minute. Hurt your ankle, didn't you? | 0:04:09 | 0:04:10 | |
I ain't fightin' nobody with a hurt ankle. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:13 | |
You're sure enough gonna fight me. | 0:04:13 | 0:04:14 | |
I ain't waitin' around three or four days for it to get better. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:17 | |
Well? | 0:04:17 | 0:04:18 | |
Where you goin' with that team and wagon? | 0:04:18 | 0:04:20 | |
Louisville. That ought to be about right. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
Ankle ought to be better then. | 0:04:23 | 0:04:24 | |
Want to take me along? | 0:04:24 | 0:04:26 | |
I sure don't want to lose you. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
You won't. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:29 | |
'And that's how the two of them met up. | 0:04:31 | 0:04:34 | |
'Jim said afterwards he never knew why | 0:04:34 | 0:04:36 | |
'he took the feller along, | 0:04:36 | 0:04:37 | |
'exceptin' he couldn't figure him out, | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
'and as I was saying, Jim were the curious sort.' | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
That was you a-whistlin' back there, wasn't it? | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
MAN IMITATES BIRD CALL | 0:04:45 | 0:04:47 | |
Huh. Sounds mighty real. | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
I reckon we might as well know each other. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:53 | |
My name's Jim Deakins. | 0:04:53 | 0:04:55 | |
Boone Cardell. | 0:04:57 | 0:04:59 | |
What you runnin' from, Boone? | 0:04:59 | 0:05:01 | |
Sheriff. How come? | 0:05:01 | 0:05:04 | |
A feller stole my rifle while I was asleep. | 0:05:04 | 0:05:06 | |
And the sheriff's looking for YOU? | 0:05:06 | 0:05:08 | |
When I caught up with the feller, | 0:05:08 | 0:05:10 | |
the sheriff was around. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:11 | |
He believed his story | 0:05:11 | 0:05:13 | |
and threw me in jail. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:14 | |
I got out. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
See you got your rifle back, huh? | 0:05:16 | 0:05:19 | |
She's worth gettin'. | 0:05:19 | 0:05:20 | |
Ain't never seed that kind afore. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:23 | |
Second barrel works when you twist her around. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
Comes in handy sometimes. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:27 | |
I ain't never needed but one myself. | 0:05:27 | 0:05:30 | |
'Well, by the time they got to Louisville, | 0:05:38 | 0:05:41 | |
'they was real friends, | 0:05:41 | 0:05:42 | |
'and the only fightin' they'd done was with others. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:45 | |
'Jim sold his wagon, | 0:05:45 | 0:05:47 | |
'and the two of them headed west on muleback. | 0:05:47 | 0:05:51 | |
'What with gettin' into a ruckus most every place they stopped, | 0:05:51 | 0:05:53 | |
'it took them two to three weeks to get there. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:57 | |
'Then they seen it - | 0:05:57 | 0:05:59 | |
'the old Missouri river shinin' in the moon | 0:05:59 | 0:06:01 | |
'and across it, the lights of St Louis.' | 0:06:01 | 0:06:04 | |
JIM: Holy catfish, she's a big town. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:06 | |
How many people you think, Boone? | 0:06:06 | 0:06:08 | |
10,000, 12,000, Uncle Zeb said. | 0:06:08 | 0:06:10 | |
What? | 0:06:10 | 0:06:11 | |
Yeah. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:12 | |
Can't figure why folks will do it, | 0:06:13 | 0:06:15 | |
unless they don't know any better, huh? | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
I don't hanker to live in no anthill. | 0:06:17 | 0:06:20 | |
Me neither. Come on, Mother. | 0:06:20 | 0:06:23 | |
MUSIC PLAYS | 0:06:25 | 0:06:27 | |
Look at them, like bees swarmin'. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
Never seed so many folks | 0:06:38 | 0:06:40 | |
stompin' up and down a street. | 0:06:40 | 0:06:42 | |
Hey, Boone, you ever notice how city men walk? | 0:06:42 | 0:06:44 | |
Duck-footed, with their bellies stuck out. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:46 | |
Look at the women, squeezed up round the middle, | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
like a sack with a rope around it. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:50 | |
Ha ha ha! Where are we | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
gonna start looking for my Uncle Zeb? | 0:06:52 | 0:06:54 | |
Reckon we ought to sell our mules first. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:56 | |
Hey, looks like a place over there. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
Yeah. | 0:06:58 | 0:07:00 | |
Come on, Mother. | 0:07:00 | 0:07:01 | |
25, 26, 27, 28. There you be. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:06 | |
Bought yourself a nice pair of mules, mister. | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
Could be. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:09 | |
You wouldn't know a body | 0:07:09 | 0:07:10 | |
by the name of Zeb Calloway, would you? | 0:07:10 | 0:07:11 | |
What's he do? | 0:07:11 | 0:07:13 | |
Trapper, hunter. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:14 | |
Shorty, do you know a hunter | 0:07:14 | 0:07:15 | |
named Zeb Calloway? | 0:07:15 | 0:07:16 | |
Sure enough. Ain't seen him around here | 0:07:16 | 0:07:18 | |
in six or eight months, though. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:20 | |
Might find him up on the Cheyenne, | 0:07:20 | 0:07:22 | |
the Platte, the Yellowstone, | 0:07:22 | 0:07:23 | |
anywhere betwixt here and Canada - big country. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:26 | |
A lot of it, no white man ever sees, | 0:07:26 | 0:07:28 | |
except maybe this Zeb Calloway. | 0:07:28 | 0:07:29 | |
I sure wouldn't | 0:07:29 | 0:07:30 | |
call him no white man. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:32 | |
He's half an Indian. | 0:07:32 | 0:07:33 | |
It just so happens he's my uncle. | 0:07:33 | 0:07:35 | |
He was only jokin', mister. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:36 | |
Don't sound to me like jokin'. | 0:07:36 | 0:07:38 | |
He didn't mean nothin'. | 0:07:38 | 0:07:39 | |
That's all right. I just wanted to hear him say it. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
Sure, I didn't mean nothin'. | 0:07:41 | 0:07:42 | |
That's better. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
If I were you fellas, | 0:07:44 | 0:07:45 | |
I'd ask Sam Egleston where to find him. | 0:07:45 | 0:07:47 | |
Where do we find Sam Egleston? | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
Fur company down the street, | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
right on the corner there. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:52 | |
Thanks, mister. Thanks a lot. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:53 | |
Got more money than I ever had afore, | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
but it's too heavy. | 0:08:02 | 0:08:03 | |
Here, you take half of it. | 0:08:03 | 0:08:05 | |
Get out of here! | 0:08:05 | 0:08:07 | |
Crazy Indian. | 0:08:07 | 0:08:09 | |
What did you do that for? | 0:08:09 | 0:08:11 | |
Just don't like Indians. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
Look, Boone, before we go in, | 0:08:13 | 0:08:14 | |
I want you to promise you won't hit nobody | 0:08:14 | 0:08:16 | |
just because you don't like Indians | 0:08:16 | 0:08:18 | |
or because he don't like your uncle, | 0:08:18 | 0:08:20 | |
or maybe just because he's cross-eyed. | 0:08:20 | 0:08:22 | |
Just for the night. Promise? | 0:08:22 | 0:08:23 | |
All right. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:25 | |
Sam Egleston here? | 0:08:34 | 0:08:35 | |
Sure. Sam. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
Yes? | 0:08:37 | 0:08:38 | |
Mr Egleston, I'm trying to locate Zeb Calloway. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:39 | |
Know where I can find him? | 0:08:39 | 0:08:41 | |
Zeb Calloway? | 0:08:41 | 0:08:42 | |
Yeah. Huh! | 0:08:42 | 0:08:44 | |
I asked you a question, Egleston. | 0:08:44 | 0:08:45 | |
Ain't had an answer yet. You know where he is? | 0:08:45 | 0:08:47 | |
I don't know where he is, | 0:08:47 | 0:08:49 | |
and I don't care a tinker's damn, | 0:08:49 | 0:08:50 | |
as long as he stays | 0:08:50 | 0:08:51 | |
off of Company territory, | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
him and his French and Indian friends. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:54 | |
Is that all you got to say? | 0:08:54 | 0:08:56 | |
No. If you find him, tell him he still owes | 0:08:56 | 0:08:57 | |
the company for two barrels of whiskey | 0:08:57 | 0:08:59 | |
that never got delivered | 0:08:59 | 0:09:00 | |
to our trading post at Fort Missouri. | 0:09:00 | 0:09:01 | |
Only two barrels, eh? | 0:09:01 | 0:09:03 | |
And you don't know where he is, huh? | 0:09:03 | 0:09:04 | |
No. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:06 | |
Well, I reckon there's nothing much to thank you for. | 0:09:06 | 0:09:08 | |
Come on, Boone. | 0:09:08 | 0:09:09 | |
Good. You remembered what you promised. | 0:09:13 | 0:09:14 | |
Oh, I don't know. Ain't only four of them. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:16 | |
You crazy? I bet every man in that place | 0:09:16 | 0:09:18 | |
works for the Fur Company. | 0:09:18 | 0:09:20 | |
One way to find out. | 0:09:20 | 0:09:21 | |
You know, we ain't doin' so good findin' my uncle. | 0:09:21 | 0:09:23 | |
Yeah. Might have to hang around here a spell. | 0:09:23 | 0:09:26 | |
Hey, er... why don't we have a drink | 0:09:26 | 0:09:28 | |
before we do any more askin', huh? | 0:09:28 | 0:09:30 | |
I got a dry, and this money's | 0:09:30 | 0:09:31 | |
burnin' a hole in my shirt. | 0:09:31 | 0:09:33 | |
Come on. | 0:09:33 | 0:09:35 | |
LIVELY MUSIC PLAYS | 0:09:35 | 0:09:37 | |
White folks comin'. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
MAN SINGS IN FRENCH | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
Ya-hoo! | 0:10:05 | 0:10:07 | |
JIM: Ya-hoo! | 0:10:07 | 0:10:10 | |
I got a real dry now. | 0:10:12 | 0:10:14 | |
Hey, two out of the best bottle. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:16 | |
Two you'll get. | 0:10:16 | 0:10:17 | |
SINGING CONTINUES | 0:10:17 | 0:10:19 | |
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE | 0:10:25 | 0:10:27 | |
THEY SPEAK FRENCH | 0:10:27 | 0:10:29 | |
Bonsoir messieurs. Vous desirez? | 0:10:35 | 0:10:38 | |
Anything you got and plenty of it. | 0:10:38 | 0:10:40 | |
Non, non, manger! | 0:10:40 | 0:10:42 | |
I think she's askin' if we want to eat. | 0:10:42 | 0:10:44 | |
Eat. Oui. Eat. | 0:10:44 | 0:10:46 | |
Oui. Eat. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:47 | |
Sure, sure. Bring it along. | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
Oui, monsieur. Tout de suite. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:51 | |
I think we came to the right place. | 0:10:51 | 0:10:53 | |
Well... good huntin'. | 0:10:53 | 0:10:55 | |
Same to you. | 0:10:55 | 0:10:57 | |
We'll have another one. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:03 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me...alone | 0:11:04 | 0:11:07 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me...alone | 0:11:07 | 0:11:13 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me...alone | 0:11:13 | 0:11:18 | |
# Remember, I must go home | 0:11:18 | 0:11:23 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me alone... # | 0:11:23 | 0:11:27 | |
THEY HARMONISE: # Oh, whiskey, leave me alone | 0:11:27 | 0:11:30 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me alone... # | 0:11:30 | 0:11:32 | |
BOTH: # Oh, whiskey, leave me alone | 0:11:32 | 0:11:34 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me alone | 0:11:34 | 0:11:37 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
# Remember, I must go home | 0:11:39 | 0:11:44 | |
# My glass looks so very empty... # | 0:11:44 | 0:11:47 | |
Ahh... | 0:11:47 | 0:11:48 | |
Hmm... | 0:11:48 | 0:11:51 | |
# My heart feels empty, too | 0:11:51 | 0:11:54 | |
# Would a glass that is full | 0:11:54 | 0:11:58 | |
# Make me think... # ALL: # She is true? # | 0:11:58 | 0:12:05 | |
Shh... | 0:12:05 | 0:12:06 | |
SOFTLY: # Whiskey, leave me | 0:12:06 | 0:12:09 | |
# Alone | 0:12:09 | 0:12:12 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me | 0:12:12 | 0:12:15 | |
# Alone | 0:12:15 | 0:12:18 | |
# Oh, whiskey, leave me alone | 0:12:18 | 0:12:24 | |
# Remember, I must | 0:12:24 | 0:12:27 | |
# Go... # | 0:12:27 | 0:12:29 | |
# Go | 0:12:34 | 0:12:37 | |
# Home... # | 0:12:37 | 0:12:41 | |
THEY LAUGH AND CHATTER | 0:12:41 | 0:12:43 | |
SHE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:12:43 | 0:12:46 | |
CONVERSATION STOPS | 0:12:51 | 0:12:52 | |
I see you ain't found that Zeb Calloway yet. | 0:12:52 | 0:12:54 | |
Well, we ain't been lookin' very hard. No. | 0:12:54 | 0:12:57 | |
He ain't much, | 0:12:57 | 0:12:58 | |
but hog-callin' won't fetch him. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:01 | |
MEN LAUGH | 0:13:02 | 0:13:05 | |
You ought to be learned | 0:13:05 | 0:13:06 | |
to keep your feet to yourself. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:08 | |
Sic 'em, Boone. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:09 | |
Oh! | 0:13:09 | 0:13:10 | |
Yee-hoo! | 0:13:13 | 0:13:15 | |
You'll get your guns back when you pay your fine. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:28 | |
Yeah, yeah. | 0:13:28 | 0:13:30 | |
Well...I still don't see | 0:13:30 | 0:13:32 | |
how we're gonna find Uncle Zeb | 0:13:32 | 0:13:34 | |
settin' here in jail. | 0:13:34 | 0:13:35 | |
Well, we ain't gonna use up all your money | 0:13:35 | 0:13:37 | |
payin' for a fight which weren't our fault. | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
How come I always push my knuckle back | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
and you never hurt yours none? Uh! Thanks. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:44 | |
Well, heads or tails? | 0:13:44 | 0:13:47 | |
For what? | 0:13:47 | 0:13:49 | |
The bottom bunk. | 0:13:49 | 0:13:50 | |
I'm tired. My neck hurts. Something must have fell on me. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:53 | |
Heads. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:54 | |
Don't put your foot in my face on your way up. | 0:13:54 | 0:13:58 | |
MAN: Aah! | 0:13:58 | 0:14:00 | |
What in the thunderin' alley | 0:14:00 | 0:14:01 | |
are you tryin' to do, hoss? | 0:14:01 | 0:14:03 | |
Ain't there no place in town | 0:14:03 | 0:14:04 | |
where a man can get a little peace and quiet? | 0:14:04 | 0:14:06 | |
If a body can't get any sleep here... Uncle Zeb! | 0:14:06 | 0:14:09 | |
What? Don't you know me? | 0:14:09 | 0:14:11 | |
Well, I'll be dogged. | 0:14:11 | 0:14:14 | |
Boone Cardell. | 0:14:14 | 0:14:16 | |
That's right. And my friend Jim Deakins. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:18 | |
Howdy, Uncle Zeb. | 0:14:18 | 0:14:20 | |
Howdy, hoss. What in the Sam Hill are you doin' here? | 0:14:20 | 0:14:22 | |
We come lookin' for you, Uncle Zeb. | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
I mean, how come you're in jail? | 0:14:24 | 0:14:25 | |
Dogged if it ain't a disgrace, | 0:14:25 | 0:14:27 | |
findin' your own kin in jail. | 0:14:27 | 0:14:28 | |
Oh, I don't mind. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:29 | |
You don't mind? Well, you ought to. | 0:14:29 | 0:14:31 | |
I don't want no help from the likes of you. | 0:14:31 | 0:14:34 | |
You ought to be ashamed of yourself. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
What would your ma say, me findin' you here? | 0:14:35 | 0:14:37 | |
What about you? | 0:14:37 | 0:14:38 | |
Don't try to back out of it. | 0:14:38 | 0:14:39 | |
Well, you're here, ain't you? | 0:14:39 | 0:14:40 | |
Just plain providence, I reckon. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:41 | |
Where else would I have found you? | 0:14:41 | 0:14:43 | |
Well, what you doin' in jail? | 0:14:43 | 0:14:43 | |
You're just like your pappy. You talk too much. | 0:14:43 | 0:14:45 | |
I told my sister when she married him, | 0:14:45 | 0:14:46 | |
"You're gettin' mixed up with a bunch of jailbirds." | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
You keep him out of this. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:49 | |
Sic him, Boone. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:50 | |
He don't think no more of you than you do of him. | 0:14:50 | 0:14:52 | |
He says you're nothin' but a drunk. | 0:14:52 | 0:14:54 | |
He's not only a jailbird, he's a liar. | 0:14:54 | 0:14:55 | |
Well, the measly son of a shope... | 0:14:55 | 0:14:58 | |
Ha ha ha! Look what I shook out of his fist. | 0:15:00 | 0:15:03 | |
You ain't forgot what I learned you, hoss, | 0:15:03 | 0:15:05 | |
but you're slower than scat. | 0:15:05 | 0:15:07 | |
He's holding a bullet pouch. | 0:15:07 | 0:15:08 | |
Yeah, same as I had in mine. | 0:15:08 | 0:15:10 | |
That's how you hit so hard, huh? | 0:15:10 | 0:15:12 | |
ZEB: Won't bust your knuckles, neither. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
I'll be doggone. | 0:15:14 | 0:15:15 | |
I don't reckon neither one of you fellas | 0:15:15 | 0:15:17 | |
would have a little drink? | 0:15:17 | 0:15:18 | |
No, you wouldn't have nothin' to drink. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:20 | |
Tell me what you're doin' in here. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:22 | |
We got in a fight with a man. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:23 | |
He said you was nothin' but a drunk. | 0:15:23 | 0:15:25 | |
It ain't nothin' much to fight about. | 0:15:25 | 0:15:27 | |
I would like to know what his name was. | 0:15:27 | 0:15:29 | |
Fella by the name of Egleston. | 0:15:29 | 0:15:31 | |
You let that polecat lick you? | 0:15:31 | 0:15:32 | |
Weren't only him. | 0:15:32 | 0:15:34 | |
Seems like the whole Fur Company fell on us, I guess. | 0:15:34 | 0:15:36 | |
They don't like you. | 0:15:36 | 0:15:37 | |
I don't like them, either. | 0:15:37 | 0:15:39 | |
I've been fightin' that outfit | 0:15:39 | 0:15:40 | |
ever since they killed my first partner. | 0:15:40 | 0:15:42 | |
Claimed he was rubbed out by the Sioux, | 0:15:42 | 0:15:43 | |
but they weren't Sioux, not by a gutful. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:45 | |
How come they did that? | 0:15:45 | 0:15:46 | |
We was free traders. | 0:15:46 | 0:15:48 | |
There ain't nothin' they won't do to stop competition. | 0:15:48 | 0:15:49 | |
They want to hog the whole Missouri. | 0:15:49 | 0:15:51 | |
Don't want anybody tradin' to Indians | 0:15:51 | 0:15:53 | |
unless'n they got a finger in the pie. | 0:15:53 | 0:15:55 | |
But enough about that. Tell me what you two | 0:15:55 | 0:15:57 | |
aim to do, where you're goin'. | 0:15:57 | 0:15:58 | |
Where are YOU goin', Zeb? | 0:15:58 | 0:16:00 | |
When I get out of here, | 0:16:00 | 0:16:01 | |
I'm going up the Missouri on a keelboat. | 0:16:01 | 0:16:02 | |
Sounds all right. | 0:16:02 | 0:16:04 | |
Yeah, we figured to join up with you. | 0:16:04 | 0:16:06 | |
Join up with me? Well, I don't know about that. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
As I remember, you can shoot pretty good, Boone. | 0:16:08 | 0:16:10 | |
How about you? | 0:16:10 | 0:16:12 | |
Jim's pretty near as good as me. | 0:16:12 | 0:16:13 | |
"Pretty near"? How about that time... | 0:16:13 | 0:16:15 | |
Well, now, never mind that. | 0:16:15 | 0:16:16 | |
I'll take your word for it, | 0:16:16 | 0:16:17 | |
but first we got to... | 0:16:17 | 0:16:19 | |
Calloway, where are you? | 0:16:19 | 0:16:21 | |
Hello, Frenchy. Where you been? | 0:16:21 | 0:16:23 | |
Looking for you everywhere. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:24 | |
Why don't you try lookin' for me here first? | 0:16:24 | 0:16:25 | |
Save time. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:27 | |
MAN SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:16:27 | 0:16:28 | |
Talk English, hoss. | 0:16:28 | 0:16:30 | |
The mist, the fog, she's come up on the river. | 0:16:30 | 0:16:31 | |
ZEB: Looks like a good night, huh? | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
Look, Frenchy, I think we got trouble. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:34 | |
One of your crew's talked too much. | 0:16:34 | 0:16:35 | |
Who? Well, the reason I'm here, | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
some of them Company rats started waggin' their tongue | 0:16:38 | 0:16:40 | |
that your boat's gonna be searched in the morning. | 0:16:40 | 0:16:42 | |
No? | 0:16:42 | 0:16:43 | |
Yeah. Said you wouldn't get past Fort Leavenworth. | 0:16:43 | 0:16:44 | |
Who has told them? | 0:16:44 | 0:16:45 | |
Well, I think Labadie's been on the prowl. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:47 | |
You and Labadie - all along the river, wherever I go, | 0:16:47 | 0:16:50 | |
they tell me, "They were here. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:52 | |
"They had the whiskey. And they went away." | 0:16:52 | 0:16:53 | |
ZEB: It's a lie. I didn't get into the second bottle | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
before a ruckus started. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:56 | |
What do we do, Calloway? | 0:16:56 | 0:16:58 | |
You say there's a fog on the river? | 0:16:58 | 0:16:59 | |
If I was you, I'd slip out | 0:16:59 | 0:17:00 | |
without nobody knowin' it | 0:17:00 | 0:17:02 | |
and be up the river | 0:17:02 | 0:17:03 | |
a far piece before daylight. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:05 | |
Come on! Let's go! | 0:17:05 | 0:17:06 | |
You got to pay our fines | 0:17:06 | 0:17:08 | |
and get us out of here first. | 0:17:08 | 0:17:09 | |
I pay YOUR fine, but not those two jailbirds. | 0:17:09 | 0:17:11 | |
Oh, no. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:12 | |
Go on and sail. I'm going back to bed. | 0:17:12 | 0:17:14 | |
Now, wait a minute, Calloway. I can't go without you. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:17 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:17:17 | 0:17:19 | |
Who are these men? | 0:17:19 | 0:17:21 | |
One of them's my nephew Boone, | 0:17:21 | 0:17:22 | |
and this is, er... | 0:17:22 | 0:17:24 | |
Jim Deakins. | 0:17:24 | 0:17:25 | |
Yeah, a friend of his. | 0:17:25 | 0:17:27 | |
They're both good hunters. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:28 | |
What do they hunt in jail? | 0:17:28 | 0:17:30 | |
Now, look, we can use them. | 0:17:30 | 0:17:31 | |
Quit wastin' time and pay our fines. | 0:17:31 | 0:17:33 | |
I waste time? You look here, Calloway. | 0:17:33 | 0:17:34 | |
One day you will be just too long in the jail. | 0:17:34 | 0:17:36 | |
You will rot there. | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
An excitable sort of fella, | 0:17:38 | 0:17:39 | |
but one you can count on. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:41 | |
Much obliged to you, Zeb, for getting us those jobs. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:43 | |
Yeah, thanks. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:45 | |
If I was you, I'd wait and see. | 0:17:45 | 0:17:47 | |
You was right about that fog, Frenchy. | 0:17:51 | 0:17:52 | |
It's going to be a right fittin' night. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:54 | |
I sure hate to leave without Labadie. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:55 | |
Who's Labadie? | 0:17:55 | 0:17:56 | |
The best cook on the river. | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
MAN SINGS IN FRENCH | 0:17:58 | 0:18:00 | |
Hey, listen. It's Labadie makin' music. | 0:18:00 | 0:18:02 | |
Hey, that's that... | 0:18:02 | 0:18:04 | |
is he a little Frenchman with a round face, | 0:18:04 | 0:18:05 | |
just like a baby's? | 0:18:05 | 0:18:07 | |
Yeah, that's him. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:08 | |
We'll get him. Maybe Egleston's in there. | 0:18:08 | 0:18:09 | |
Me and Romaine will take care of it. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:11 | |
A gal in there I want to see. | 0:18:11 | 0:18:12 | |
I'll tell her you'll see her in four or five months. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:15 | |
SINGING STOPS | 0:18:21 | 0:18:22 | |
Take him along. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:24 | |
HE YELLS IN FRENCH | 0:18:24 | 0:18:25 | |
Just gettin' my cook back. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:27 | |
MAN SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 0:18:27 | 0:18:29 | |
Hey, you're gonna drown him. | 0:18:34 | 0:18:36 | |
ZEB: No, he can take a heap of it. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:39 | |
You all right, hoss? | 0:18:39 | 0:18:41 | |
I feel fine. | 0:18:41 | 0:18:42 | |
Reckon you didn't give him enough. | 0:18:42 | 0:18:44 | |
Well, bring him along anyhow. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:46 | |
LABADIE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:18:46 | 0:18:49 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:19:01 | 0:19:02 | |
Silence! | 0:19:02 | 0:19:04 | |
Attention, vos tetes! | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
I reckon he knows where he's goin'. | 0:19:57 | 0:19:59 | |
Hope he does. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:00 | |
He knows. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:02 | |
Mandan. | 0:20:07 | 0:20:10 | |
Mandan. | 0:20:12 | 0:20:14 | |
MAN: Hoo-ee! | 0:20:14 | 0:20:18 | |
Come aboard. | 0:20:18 | 0:20:20 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:20:38 | 0:20:40 | |
You boys get up here and keep out of the way. | 0:20:45 | 0:20:48 | |
MAN SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:20:50 | 0:20:51 | |
The lights - put them out. | 0:20:56 | 0:20:58 | |
I'll get it. | 0:20:58 | 0:21:00 | |
Nous sommes pret. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:10 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:21:12 | 0:21:13 | |
Well, hoss, we sleep right here. | 0:21:50 | 0:21:53 | |
Got a long ways to go. | 0:21:53 | 0:21:55 | |
WOMAN SCREAMS | 0:22:37 | 0:22:40 | |
THEY SPEAK FRENCH | 0:22:40 | 0:22:42 | |
Hey, Chouquette, what you doing here? | 0:22:42 | 0:22:44 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:22:44 | 0:22:46 | |
All right. So there's a woman on board. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:47 | |
Why is not your business. Go back to work. | 0:22:47 | 0:22:50 | |
Allez! > | 0:22:50 | 0:22:53 | |
The rest of you keep quiet. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:55 | |
Go to sleep. | 0:22:55 | 0:22:57 | |
Hey, Zeb, what's a woman... | 0:22:57 | 0:22:59 | |
Like he said, hoss, you better get some sleep. | 0:22:59 | 0:23:02 | |
ZEB: 'The first day out were a long one, | 0:23:13 | 0:23:15 | |
'the whole crew waitin' for the woman to show her face | 0:23:15 | 0:23:19 | |
'or for that crazy Frenchman to tell them | 0:23:19 | 0:23:21 | |
'what a female were doin' aboard the boat.' | 0:23:21 | 0:23:24 | |
MAN SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:24:03 | 0:24:05 | |
Hey, Calloway! Ha ha! | 0:24:09 | 0:24:11 | |
You know, Frenchy, | 0:24:11 | 0:24:12 | |
sometimes you look prettier to me than a... | 0:24:12 | 0:24:15 | |
That ain't no woman. She's just a girl. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:33 | |
She's an Indian. | 0:24:33 | 0:24:34 | |
Yep, that's right. | 0:24:34 | 0:24:36 | |
You've seen her now, eh? | 0:24:36 | 0:24:37 | |
You have the ideas maybe. | 0:24:37 | 0:24:39 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 0:24:39 | 0:24:40 | |
Take it easy, hoss. | 0:24:40 | 0:24:41 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:24:41 | 0:24:43 | |
Speak English. | 0:24:43 | 0:24:44 | |
Have you seen their faces? | 0:24:44 | 0:24:46 | |
Sure, I've seen them. Tell them. | 0:24:46 | 0:24:47 | |
I tell them. It's time to talk now. Listen, everybody, | 0:24:47 | 0:24:50 | |
and listen good! | 0:24:50 | 0:24:51 | |
I didn't tell you before because men get drunk | 0:24:51 | 0:24:54 | |
and talk too much, like Labadie. | 0:24:54 | 0:24:56 | |
I talk to you later. | 0:24:56 | 0:24:59 | |
Now, first we talk business. | 0:24:59 | 0:25:01 | |
Most of time, you have signed on board | 0:25:01 | 0:25:04 | |
for 10 a month, belly full of food, | 0:25:04 | 0:25:06 | |
and whiskey three times a day, huh? | 0:25:06 | 0:25:08 | |
But this time, for more - | 0:25:08 | 0:25:10 | |
each man a share of the profit, | 0:25:10 | 0:25:12 | |
because this time we go far - | 0:25:12 | 0:25:15 | |
upriver 2,000 miles, maybe more. | 0:25:15 | 0:25:18 | |
No white man ever go so far before, huh? | 0:25:18 | 0:25:21 | |
Not one. | 0:25:21 | 0:25:23 | |
We are going to trade furs with the Blackfeet. | 0:25:23 | 0:25:26 | |
It takes two, three months just to get there. | 0:25:26 | 0:25:29 | |
Maybe more, huh? But this time, | 0:25:29 | 0:25:31 | |
we are not going to take the leavings of the company. | 0:25:31 | 0:25:34 | |
This time we go past their forts, | 0:25:34 | 0:25:37 | |
past their trading posts, where they do not dare to go. | 0:25:37 | 0:25:39 | |
Why you don't tell us this when we sign on? | 0:25:39 | 0:25:41 | |
Listen, Chouquette, I told you before - | 0:25:41 | 0:25:43 | |
men drink too much and talk too much. | 0:25:43 | 0:25:44 | |
But I don't understand. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:46 | |
If Fur Company cannot trade with Blackfeet, | 0:25:46 | 0:25:49 | |
how can we, huh? Pourquoi? | 0:25:49 | 0:25:50 | |
Pourqui? Parce que... | 0:25:50 | 0:25:52 | |
Speak English, hoss, and good English. | 0:25:52 | 0:25:55 | |
Bon. | 0:25:55 | 0:25:56 | |
You ask me why we can trade with the Blackfeet | 0:25:56 | 0:25:58 | |
and the company cannot. I'll tell you. | 0:25:58 | 0:26:00 | |
Because we have the Indian girl. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:03 | |
She is...er, Calloway, you tell. | 0:26:03 | 0:26:05 | |
Well, the girl's a Blackfoot, | 0:26:05 | 0:26:07 | |
daughter of one of their chiefs. | 0:26:07 | 0:26:09 | |
They're gonna be mighty thankful when we bring her back. | 0:26:09 | 0:26:12 | |
We'll get to the end of the river... | 0:26:12 | 0:26:14 | |
We'll get to the end of the river | 0:26:14 | 0:26:15 | |
only because we have the Indian girl. | 0:26:15 | 0:26:17 | |
You could have told them yourself. | 0:26:17 | 0:26:19 | |
Sure, I can. For us, she will be our, er... | 0:26:19 | 0:26:21 | |
our, er... | 0:26:21 | 0:26:23 | |
how you say? | 0:26:23 | 0:26:24 | |
Hostage. | 0:26:24 | 0:26:26 | |
Host-age? Hostage! | 0:26:26 | 0:26:28 | |
She'll protect us. | 0:26:28 | 0:26:29 | |
She'll tell her people that we brought her back | 0:26:29 | 0:26:32 | |
only because we want to be the friends, | 0:26:32 | 0:26:34 | |
the brothers of the Blackfeet, huh? | 0:26:34 | 0:26:36 | |
Now you see why, if anything, | 0:26:36 | 0:26:39 | |
ANYTHING happens to her, | 0:26:39 | 0:26:40 | |
the whole world - pfft! | 0:26:40 | 0:26:42 | |
So keep away. Leave her alone. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:45 | |
No talk, no play, no hands, no nothing. | 0:26:45 | 0:26:48 | |
If you do, Mr Calloway will shoot...dead | 0:26:48 | 0:26:52 | |
anyone who monkey, eh, Calloway? | 0:26:52 | 0:26:55 | |
That's right. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:56 | |
Well, you know now. What do you say, huh? | 0:26:56 | 0:26:59 | |
What do you say? | 0:26:59 | 0:27:00 | |
This is the time now to talk. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:03 | |
If you want to go back, you can. | 0:27:03 | 0:27:05 | |
Go back to St Louis right now, | 0:27:05 | 0:27:07 | |
but if you stay... | 0:27:07 | 0:27:09 | |
you must stay till the end, huh? | 0:27:09 | 0:27:13 | |
Anyone? | 0:27:13 | 0:27:14 | |
All stay. | 0:27:14 | 0:27:16 | |
Bon. Now we'll have a drink. | 0:27:16 | 0:27:19 | |
MEN TALK EXCITEDLY | 0:27:19 | 0:27:22 | |
ZEB: 'Goin' on up the river, | 0:27:44 | 0:27:46 | |
'the crew were good and worked together, | 0:27:46 | 0:27:48 | |
'like men will when they's believin' in what they's doing. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:50 | |
'They talked it over by their selves | 0:27:50 | 0:27:52 | |
'and figured Frenchy's scheme was a good one.' | 0:27:52 | 0:27:55 | |
'Only took ten days to get to Fort Leavenworth. | 0:28:09 | 0:28:12 | |
'What with extra whiskey and the gal aboard, | 0:28:12 | 0:28:15 | |
'the mandan couldn't have passed inspection at the fort, | 0:28:15 | 0:28:19 | |
'so we waited and went by them at night, | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
'oars muffled so as they couldn't see or hear us.' | 0:28:22 | 0:28:26 | |
ANIMAL HOWLS | 0:28:26 | 0:28:28 | |
CLANG | 0:28:28 | 0:28:29 | |
(Hey. Silence!) | 0:28:29 | 0:28:31 | |
Hey, Frenchy, | 0:28:50 | 0:28:52 | |
leave more whiskey on board than the permit allows. | 0:28:52 | 0:28:54 | |
Some corn liquor? | 0:28:54 | 0:28:55 | |
Let them grab a couple kegs. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:57 | |
Then they won't get suspicious. | 0:28:57 | 0:28:58 | |
If they ask about us, | 0:28:59 | 0:29:00 | |
you tell them you put us ashore | 0:29:00 | 0:29:02 | |
to hunt some fresh meat | 0:29:02 | 0:29:04 | |
and you'll pick us up above. | 0:29:04 | 0:29:06 | |
Bon. HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:29:06 | 0:29:08 | |
Boat going back to Fort Leavenworth? | 0:29:08 | 0:29:10 | |
You just now catching on? | 0:29:10 | 0:29:11 | |
They'll go back past Leavenworth tonight | 0:29:11 | 0:29:13 | |
and tomorrow morning, | 0:29:13 | 0:29:15 | |
go through inspection | 0:29:15 | 0:29:16 | |
and then come back here, | 0:29:16 | 0:29:18 | |
and we'll load up again. | 0:29:18 | 0:29:19 | |
FRENCHY SHOUTS | 0:29:39 | 0:29:41 | |
That gal talk English, Zeb? | 0:29:58 | 0:30:00 | |
Teal Eye? She don't talk much at all. | 0:30:00 | 0:30:02 | |
Teal Eye? That her name? | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
It's just a name I give her. | 0:30:04 | 0:30:06 | |
You ever notice the eyes | 0:30:06 | 0:30:08 | |
of a blue-winged teal? | 0:30:08 | 0:30:10 | |
Kind of big, soft...pretty. | 0:30:10 | 0:30:13 | |
How come she never shows her face? | 0:30:13 | 0:30:17 | |
ZEB: Jourdonnais says with the crew around, | 0:30:18 | 0:30:20 | |
it's best that way. | 0:30:20 | 0:30:21 | |
Beginning to have my doubts about it. | 0:30:21 | 0:30:24 | |
It's funny, ain't it? Hmm? | 0:30:24 | 0:30:27 | |
Here I am, worryin' about a woman. | 0:30:27 | 0:30:28 | |
Men don't worry much about women when they're around. | 0:30:28 | 0:30:31 | |
When he gets way off from them, like we are now, | 0:30:31 | 0:30:35 | |
when he knows he's goin' a lot farther away... | 0:30:35 | 0:30:38 | |
That's a brand- spanking-new subject, hoss. | 0:30:38 | 0:30:40 | |
Well... what I mean is, | 0:30:40 | 0:30:42 | |
that's when a woman gets workin' in your mind. | 0:30:42 | 0:30:45 | |
You reckon you're a fool | 0:30:45 | 0:30:46 | |
for not noticin' before | 0:30:46 | 0:30:48 | |
how big a part of things they be. | 0:30:48 | 0:30:51 | |
Yeah, ain't nothin' like seein' a woman's face. | 0:30:51 | 0:30:55 | |
I remember once back in Kentucky, | 0:30:55 | 0:30:56 | |
I was in a stagecoach. | 0:30:56 | 0:30:58 | |
All night, I sat right next to a woman | 0:30:58 | 0:31:00 | |
who had her face wrapped up in a veil. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:03 | |
When the road got rough, | 0:31:03 | 0:31:05 | |
I couldn't help bumpin' against her. | 0:31:05 | 0:31:07 | |
Smelled good, too. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:08 | |
You gonna keep me on tenterhooks? | 0:31:08 | 0:31:10 | |
What did you do? | 0:31:10 | 0:31:12 | |
Nothin', but finally the coach threw a wheel and turned over, | 0:31:12 | 0:31:15 | |
and I sure was glad | 0:31:15 | 0:31:16 | |
cos she lit right on top of me. | 0:31:16 | 0:31:18 | |
Well? | 0:31:18 | 0:31:19 | |
Well, when I got my nose bent back | 0:31:19 | 0:31:22 | |
and we got untangled, | 0:31:22 | 0:31:24 | |
I, er... I got to see her face. | 0:31:24 | 0:31:27 | |
Pretty? | 0:31:27 | 0:31:29 | |
Pretty. | 0:31:29 | 0:31:30 | |
They tell me curiosity killed a cat once. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:56 | |
Couldn't wait, could you? | 0:31:56 | 0:31:58 | |
Don't look too bad for an Indian. | 0:31:58 | 0:32:00 | |
How'd she get lost from her people, Zeb? | 0:32:00 | 0:32:02 | |
Crow war party catched her. | 0:32:02 | 0:32:04 | |
Crows and Blackfeet hate each other. | 0:32:04 | 0:32:06 | |
Pure luck she slipped away | 0:32:06 | 0:32:08 | |
before they killed her. | 0:32:08 | 0:32:09 | |
How'd Jourdonnais get her? | 0:32:09 | 0:32:11 | |
He found her floatin' down the river | 0:32:11 | 0:32:13 | |
in a canoe, half-dead | 0:32:13 | 0:32:14 | |
way up past the platte, | 0:32:14 | 0:32:16 | |
three or four years ago. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:17 | |
That's when he got the idea for this trip. | 0:32:17 | 0:32:19 | |
How do you talk to her if she don't speak our language? | 0:32:19 | 0:32:23 | |
I talk hers. I been among them. | 0:32:23 | 0:32:26 | |
This child's seen a heap of Indians | 0:32:26 | 0:32:29 | |
and most of this country. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:32 | |
She's big and wild... | 0:32:32 | 0:32:35 | |
cold as hell, the seeds skedee, | 0:32:35 | 0:32:37 | |
and the tetons standin' higher than the clouds. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:41 | |
But by beaver, there's nothin' prettier | 0:32:41 | 0:32:44 | |
than the upper Missouri. | 0:32:44 | 0:32:46 | |
She's wild and pretty, | 0:32:46 | 0:32:48 | |
like a virgin woman. | 0:32:48 | 0:32:49 | |
But the prettiest part of it all | 0:32:49 | 0:32:52 | |
belongs to her people - | 0:32:52 | 0:32:54 | |
Blackfeet, proud Indians. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:56 | |
Ain't gonna let no white men spoil their country. | 0:32:56 | 0:32:59 | |
The only thing they're feared of | 0:32:59 | 0:33:01 | |
is a white man's sickness. | 0:33:01 | 0:33:02 | |
What's that? | 0:33:02 | 0:33:03 | |
Grabs. White men don't see nothin' pretty | 0:33:03 | 0:33:05 | |
unless'n they want to grab it. | 0:33:05 | 0:33:07 | |
The more they grab, the more they want to grab. | 0:33:07 | 0:33:09 | |
It's like a fever, and they can't get cured. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:12 | |
The only thing for them to do is keep on grabbin' | 0:33:12 | 0:33:14 | |
till everything belongs to white men | 0:33:14 | 0:33:16 | |
and then start grabbin' from each other. | 0:33:16 | 0:33:18 | |
They reckon Indians got no reason | 0:33:18 | 0:33:21 | |
to love nothin' white, | 0:33:21 | 0:33:23 | |
but by beaver, this child would rather be | 0:33:23 | 0:33:25 | |
in that Blackfoot country than anywhere's else. | 0:33:25 | 0:33:29 | |
Many's the times I dodged them, | 0:33:29 | 0:33:32 | |
makin' cool camp, thinkin' my time was up, | 0:33:32 | 0:33:34 | |
and all the time, livin' good, loose, | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
and free as a badger in a good pond. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:39 | |
Kind of like that country, don't you, Zeb? | 0:33:39 | 0:33:42 | |
Yeah. | 0:33:42 | 0:33:43 | |
< That's the country where my brother was killed, ain't it? | 0:33:43 | 0:33:46 | |
That's right. That's where Ben were killed. | 0:33:46 | 0:33:48 | |
He weren't much older than you are now. | 0:33:48 | 0:33:51 | |
In fact, I weren't much older myself. | 0:33:51 | 0:33:53 | |
I thought you'd have forgot. | 0:33:53 | 0:33:55 | |
Why should I be forgettin'? | 0:33:55 | 0:33:57 | |
Do you forget what this is? | 0:33:57 | 0:33:59 | |
ZEB: Looks like a scalp. | 0:33:59 | 0:34:00 | |
You give it to me. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:02 | |
You said you took it off'n the Indian that killed my brother. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:04 | |
That's right, I did. | 0:34:04 | 0:34:05 | |
That's why you don't like Indians. | 0:34:05 | 0:34:07 | |
Would you? | 0:34:07 | 0:34:08 | |
Must have been the time | 0:34:08 | 0:34:09 | |
I went back to tell your ma. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:11 | |
That's right. | 0:34:11 | 0:34:12 | |
It's been a long time, hoss. | 0:34:12 | 0:34:13 | |
If I was you, I'd get rid of it. | 0:34:13 | 0:34:15 | |
Why? | 0:34:15 | 0:34:16 | |
You're always askin' questions. Just get rid of it. | 0:34:16 | 0:34:18 | |
I wouldn't mix up in this if I was you, hoss. | 0:34:22 | 0:34:26 | |
You all through? | 0:34:35 | 0:34:38 | |
Whew. She's worse than a spit cat. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:56 | |
Lucky for you she didn't have a knife. | 0:34:56 | 0:34:58 | |
She'd have stuck it clean to your gizzard. | 0:34:58 | 0:34:59 | |
What for? Why'd she want to grab this? | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
That's a Blackfoot scalp you got, | 0:35:01 | 0:35:02 | |
and she knows it. | 0:35:02 | 0:35:04 | |
Ain't you never thought | 0:35:04 | 0:35:05 | |
why an Indian takes a scalp? Why? | 0:35:05 | 0:35:08 | |
To shame an enemy. | 0:35:08 | 0:35:09 | |
The way she figures, | 0:35:09 | 0:35:10 | |
there's a Blackfoot brave somewheres | 0:35:10 | 0:35:12 | |
that can't show his face in the hereafter | 0:35:12 | 0:35:13 | |
till that thing is buried under the ground. | 0:35:13 | 0:35:15 | |
You mean, you got to be buried whole? Sure. | 0:35:15 | 0:35:18 | |
That's a right funny way to think. | 0:35:18 | 0:35:19 | |
No reason a body can't think | 0:35:19 | 0:35:20 | |
the way they want to, is there? | 0:35:20 | 0:35:22 | |
Why don't you give it back to her? | 0:35:22 | 0:35:24 | |
It's all right, hoss, but if I was you, | 0:35:24 | 0:35:26 | |
from now on, I'd sleep with one eye open. | 0:35:26 | 0:35:28 | |
Any good at one-eyed sleepin'? | 0:35:28 | 0:35:32 | |
You get awful tired. Ha ha ha! | 0:35:32 | 0:35:34 | |
ZEB: 'By September, | 0:35:45 | 0:35:47 | |
'we was past the mouth of the platte, | 0:35:47 | 0:35:48 | |
'a thousand miles upriver, | 0:35:48 | 0:35:50 | |
'gettin' nigh on to the Fur Company territory. | 0:35:50 | 0:35:53 | |
'Things was goin' good, too good, | 0:35:53 | 0:35:56 | |
'cos it weren't natural for the company | 0:35:56 | 0:35:57 | |
'to let us do what we was doin' | 0:35:57 | 0:35:59 | |
'without tryin' to stop us.' | 0:35:59 | 0:36:01 | |
HARMONICA PLAYS | 0:36:02 | 0:36:04 | |
Where you go, Calloway? | 0:36:10 | 0:36:12 | |
You mean, where have I been? | 0:36:12 | 0:36:14 | |
Been lookin' around. | 0:36:14 | 0:36:15 | |
Seen anything? | 0:36:15 | 0:36:16 | |
Didn't see nothin', not even a trace. | 0:36:16 | 0:36:18 | |
Bon. | 0:36:18 | 0:36:20 | |
What's good about it? Stop scrapin' your face and listen to me. | 0:36:20 | 0:36:21 | |
I'm listening. | 0:36:21 | 0:36:22 | |
You Frenchmen are all alike, always prettyin' yourself up. | 0:36:22 | 0:36:24 | |
What you worrying about? | 0:36:24 | 0:36:26 | |
The Fur Company. | 0:36:26 | 0:36:27 | |
I figure they're goin' to do something about us, | 0:36:27 | 0:36:29 | |
and it's gettin' near time for them to do it if they're going to. | 0:36:29 | 0:36:31 | |
What will they do? | 0:36:31 | 0:36:32 | |
I don't know. If I did, I wouldn't be worryin' about it. | 0:36:32 | 0:36:35 | |
What are we doing? | 0:36:35 | 0:36:36 | |
Well, we can't do much. We could put out some guards. | 0:36:36 | 0:36:38 | |
Bon. About three of them. | 0:36:38 | 0:36:41 | |
Look, you get the men together, | 0:36:41 | 0:36:42 | |
and I'll tell them what to do. | 0:36:42 | 0:36:44 | |
Well, today, not tomorrow. | 0:36:44 | 0:36:45 | |
Ca va, ca va! | 0:36:45 | 0:36:46 | |
And tell them to bring some guns with them. | 0:36:46 | 0:36:49 | |
Bon. | 0:36:49 | 0:36:50 | |
Don't know what good they'd do. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:51 | |
They couldn't hit a bull's hind end with a lodge pole. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:54 | |
Say, what's the Fur Company liable to do? | 0:36:54 | 0:36:56 | |
Try to keep us from goin' up the river. | 0:36:56 | 0:36:59 | |
Romaine, you come with me. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:01 | |
And you two, one of you | 0:37:01 | 0:37:02 | |
go down the river a piece, | 0:37:02 | 0:37:04 | |
and the other up a ways. | 0:37:04 | 0:37:06 | |
This looks all right. | 0:37:12 | 0:37:14 | |
Now, just set down and don't move around. | 0:37:14 | 0:37:16 | |
Just stay in one place. Understand? | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
Oui. Keep your eyes open. | 0:37:18 | 0:37:20 | |
If you see anything, shoot. | 0:37:20 | 0:37:21 | |
Don't bother to aim | 0:37:21 | 0:37:23 | |
because you probably couldn't hit nothin' nohow. | 0:37:23 | 0:37:25 | |
MAN SINGS IN FRENCH | 0:37:29 | 0:37:32 | |
That music kinda gets inside a man, don't it? | 0:37:42 | 0:37:47 | |
Yeah. | 0:37:47 | 0:37:48 | |
What's he singin'? | 0:37:48 | 0:37:50 | |
Oh, it's a very old song, monsieur. | 0:37:50 | 0:37:53 | |
He tells of a man who is lonely for his woman. | 0:37:53 | 0:37:57 | |
When he dreams, he feels his lips on her lips. | 0:37:57 | 0:38:02 | |
Mostly that he's... very lonely without her love. | 0:38:02 | 0:38:06 | |
HE SINGS | 0:38:06 | 0:38:09 | |
SINGING CONTINUES | 0:38:19 | 0:38:22 | |
SINGING CONTINUES | 0:38:27 | 0:38:29 | |
SINGING CONTINUES | 0:38:35 | 0:38:38 | |
Thought she was gonna shove | 0:38:57 | 0:38:59 | |
that brand right in your face. | 0:38:59 | 0:39:01 | |
HARMONICA PLAYS | 0:39:01 | 0:39:04 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:39:10 | 0:39:11 | |
Get your guns and put out the fire! | 0:39:11 | 0:39:15 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:39:15 | 0:39:17 | |
Speak English, hoss. | 0:39:17 | 0:39:18 | |
Indian. I shoot. I miss. | 0:39:18 | 0:39:20 | |
Didn't figure you'd do nothin' else. | 0:39:20 | 0:39:22 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:39:34 | 0:39:36 | |
MAN SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:39:40 | 0:39:43 | |
ZEB REPLIES IN BLACKFOOT | 0:39:43 | 0:39:46 | |
MAN LAUGHS | 0:39:49 | 0:39:50 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 0:39:53 | 0:39:57 | |
Whiskey. Ha ha ha. | 0:39:58 | 0:40:00 | |
Whiskey. | 0:40:07 | 0:40:08 | |
I reckon he wants a drink. | 0:40:08 | 0:40:09 | |
Give him a drink, Frenchy, huh? | 0:40:09 | 0:40:11 | |
Could be he'll talk, and we'll find out what's ahead. | 0:40:11 | 0:40:14 | |
What is he? | 0:40:14 | 0:40:15 | |
He's a Blackfoot, Poordevil Indian. | 0:40:15 | 0:40:18 | |
You run onto them every once in a while - | 0:40:18 | 0:40:21 | |
no gun, nigh bared rump, | 0:40:21 | 0:40:23 | |
a little tetched in the head, too. | 0:40:23 | 0:40:25 | |
FRENCHY: Hey, voila. | 0:40:25 | 0:40:27 | |
Ah. Ha ha ha. | 0:40:27 | 0:40:29 | |
TEAL EYE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:40:29 | 0:40:31 | |
What the...what was that all about? | 0:40:45 | 0:40:48 | |
She said he's making a laughing stock of the Blackfeet, | 0:40:48 | 0:40:50 | |
swillin' down liquor and such. | 0:40:50 | 0:40:52 | |
He sure is ugly, but he tickles a man. | 0:40:52 | 0:40:55 | |
What do we do with him? | 0:40:55 | 0:40:57 | |
Couldn't get shut of him now. | 0:40:57 | 0:40:59 | |
He knows who she be, | 0:40:59 | 0:41:00 | |
and he'll stay with us till we get there. | 0:41:00 | 0:41:03 | |
'Well, Poordevil talked, all right, | 0:41:07 | 0:41:09 | |
'and now it weren't only the Fur Company to worry about, | 0:41:09 | 0:41:11 | |
'but we knew Indians was up ahead. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:13 | |
'We went on, the old Missouri gettin' rougher and rougher. | 0:41:13 | 0:41:18 | |
'Polin' and rowin' was too slow, | 0:41:18 | 0:41:20 | |
'and the only way to make time was by haulin' the boat. | 0:41:20 | 0:41:23 | |
'The French call it Cordelle.' | 0:41:23 | 0:41:26 | |
The water's mighty rough-lookin'. | 0:42:35 | 0:42:36 | |
If the Frenchman had a fool hen's sense, | 0:42:36 | 0:42:38 | |
he'd back up and wait for better water. | 0:42:38 | 0:42:40 | |
HE SHOUTS ORDERS IN FRENCH | 0:42:44 | 0:42:46 | |
Is he tryin' to tie up? That rope won't hold. | 0:42:55 | 0:42:57 | |
Jourdonnais! Hey, Jourdonnais! | 0:42:57 | 0:43:00 | |
Chicken-brained... | 0:43:00 | 0:43:01 | |
He can't hear you with that water. | 0:43:01 | 0:43:03 | |
Well, go and tell him then. You, too. | 0:43:03 | 0:43:05 | |
Tell him not to tie up. | 0:43:05 | 0:43:07 | |
Hey, Jourdonnais! | 0:43:07 | 0:43:09 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 0:43:11 | 0:43:13 | |
Pull! | 0:43:13 | 0:43:15 | |
Too late. The stay's gone. She's gonna tip. | 0:43:30 | 0:43:32 | |
Cut the cordelle. | 0:43:36 | 0:43:38 | |
How is she? | 0:44:48 | 0:44:49 | |
All right. Just waterlogged. She'll be all right. | 0:44:49 | 0:44:51 | |
What do you reckon we ought to do? | 0:44:51 | 0:44:53 | |
Hurt your hand? | 0:44:53 | 0:44:54 | |
Nah, just my finger. What do you... | 0:44:54 | 0:44:56 | |
Hurt? Not yet. Still numb. | 0:44:56 | 0:44:59 | |
Should we carry her back? | 0:44:59 | 0:45:00 | |
She ain't no feather. | 0:45:00 | 0:45:01 | |
Far as I can make out, | 0:45:01 | 0:45:03 | |
she don't want nobody around. | 0:45:03 | 0:45:05 | |
She'll get back by herself. | 0:45:05 | 0:45:08 | |
Could be we better go. Could be. | 0:45:08 | 0:45:11 | |
That shirt ain't much cover. | 0:45:11 | 0:45:12 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT Huh? | 0:45:12 | 0:45:14 | |
Oh, your skirt. | 0:45:14 | 0:45:17 | |
Poor devil... | 0:45:26 | 0:45:27 | |
ZEB SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:45:27 | 0:45:28 | |
I told him to have a look around the camp. | 0:45:28 | 0:45:31 | |
Oh. Bon. | 0:45:31 | 0:45:33 | |
Hey, Uncle Zeb, come over here, will you? | 0:45:33 | 0:45:35 | |
I may be your uncle. You don't have to tell everybody about it. | 0:45:35 | 0:45:37 | |
I ain't as old as you make it sound. | 0:45:37 | 0:45:39 | |
Have a look at Jim's finger. | 0:45:39 | 0:45:40 | |
How's Teal Eye gettin' along? | 0:45:40 | 0:45:42 | |
Still mad, talkin' a blue streak. | 0:45:42 | 0:45:44 | |
Here. She sent this shirt. There's a message with it. | 0:45:44 | 0:45:46 | |
What's the message? | 0:45:46 | 0:45:48 | |
She says you're even now. | 0:45:48 | 0:45:49 | |
You saved her life today, | 0:45:49 | 0:45:51 | |
and she ain't killed you yet. | 0:45:51 | 0:45:54 | |
How'd you do that? | 0:45:55 | 0:45:56 | |
Tree in the river got it caught. | 0:45:56 | 0:45:58 | |
Ain't no feelin' in it. | 0:45:58 | 0:46:00 | |
Feel this? Hmm-mm. | 0:46:00 | 0:46:03 | |
Look, Frenchy. Joint's pulled out. | 0:46:03 | 0:46:06 | |
FRENCHY SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:46:06 | 0:46:07 | |
Finger ain't gonna be much use to you, hoss. | 0:46:07 | 0:46:10 | |
What? Could cause you a lot of trouble. | 0:46:10 | 0:46:12 | |
Well, you reckon that I... | 0:46:12 | 0:46:14 | |
Yep. | 0:46:14 | 0:46:15 | |
Frenchy, get a jug, a big 'un. | 0:46:16 | 0:46:18 | |
Boone, you get a chunk of iron, stick it in the fire. | 0:46:18 | 0:46:22 | |
Labadie, you got a sharpening stone, ain't you? | 0:46:22 | 0:46:24 | |
Oui. | 0:46:24 | 0:46:25 | |
ZEB: No sense in bein' in a hurry | 0:46:34 | 0:46:36 | |
about cuttin' a body's finger off. Here, have another 'un. | 0:46:36 | 0:46:38 | |
Whoa, hoss. | 0:46:38 | 0:46:41 | |
Ha ha ha! | 0:46:44 | 0:46:45 | |
Empty. | 0:46:45 | 0:46:47 | |
Wouldn't be if you hadn't given me that last one. | 0:46:47 | 0:46:49 | |
I can fix that quicker than you can skin a cat. | 0:46:49 | 0:46:51 | |
Oh, no. You gonna have your finger cut off, too, Zeb? | 0:46:51 | 0:46:54 | |
No, he said it. | 0:46:54 | 0:46:55 | |
Poordevil, too? | 0:46:55 | 0:46:57 | |
Well, you and Poordevil | 0:46:57 | 0:46:58 | |
gonna have your finger cut off just cos I be? | 0:46:58 | 0:47:00 | |
That don't make sense, | 0:47:00 | 0:47:01 | |
all that fuss over one measly finger. | 0:47:01 | 0:47:03 | |
What'n if I was gonna have two cut off? | 0:47:03 | 0:47:05 | |
You mean you'd cut off two of your fingers, too? | 0:47:05 | 0:47:08 | |
Oh, that's what I call a real friend, yes, sir. | 0:47:08 | 0:47:10 | |
Hey, Boone, would you cut | 0:47:10 | 0:47:12 | |
two of your fingers, off, too, huh? | 0:47:12 | 0:47:13 | |
I reckon he's about ready. | 0:47:13 | 0:47:15 | |
I tell you, a man's lucky to have friends like that. | 0:47:15 | 0:47:17 | |
Maybe even cut off a hand, too. | 0:47:17 | 0:47:18 | |
Yes, sir, I got some real friends, real friends. | 0:47:18 | 0:47:20 | |
Bring that iron. | 0:47:20 | 0:47:22 | |
Then again, I don't know. | 0:47:22 | 0:47:23 | |
People always want to do what everybody else... | 0:47:23 | 0:47:25 | |
Hold him, Romaine. | 0:47:25 | 0:47:26 | |
Nobody ever lets a body do what... | 0:47:26 | 0:47:29 | |
Hey! | 0:47:29 | 0:47:30 | |
Hey. | 0:47:30 | 0:47:32 | |
There. How's she feel, hoss? | 0:47:32 | 0:47:34 | |
Ha ha ha! Fine. | 0:47:34 | 0:47:36 | |
Ha ha ha! Fine. | 0:47:36 | 0:47:38 | |
Here. Save one for me. | 0:47:38 | 0:47:40 | |
Dogged if he knows it's gone. | 0:47:40 | 0:47:41 | |
Ha ha ha! | 0:47:41 | 0:47:43 | |
Who's got it? | 0:47:43 | 0:47:45 | |
Got what? | 0:47:45 | 0:47:46 | |
My finger. | 0:47:46 | 0:47:47 | |
What's a man gonna do without his finger? | 0:47:47 | 0:47:49 | |
What do you want your finger for? | 0:47:49 | 0:47:50 | |
Didn't you tell me an Indian can't go to heaven | 0:47:50 | 0:47:52 | |
unless he's whole. Didn't you? | 0:47:52 | 0:47:53 | |
You sure did. | 0:47:53 | 0:47:55 | |
Sounds right, too, don't it? | 0:47:55 | 0:47:56 | |
How can you go up there without your finger? | 0:47:56 | 0:47:58 | |
That's what I say. | 0:47:58 | 0:47:59 | |
Who's got it? Who's got it? | 0:47:59 | 0:48:01 | |
Fine thing to do to a friend, lose his finger. | 0:48:01 | 0:48:03 | |
Aw, don't worry. | 0:48:03 | 0:48:04 | |
Cut off a man's finger and lose it. | 0:48:04 | 0:48:07 | |
I must have throwed it in the fire. | 0:48:07 | 0:48:09 | |
Holy cow. | 0:48:09 | 0:48:10 | |
I wouldn't do that to you, would I? | 0:48:10 | 0:48:11 | |
No, sir, I wouldn't. | 0:48:11 | 0:48:13 | |
Well, find my finger. Find my finger there. | 0:48:13 | 0:48:16 | |
'Two more weeks, | 0:48:22 | 0:48:24 | |
'and still nary a sign from the Fur Company. | 0:48:24 | 0:48:26 | |
'We was ashore now most of the time, | 0:48:26 | 0:48:28 | |
'huntin' meat.' | 0:48:28 | 0:48:30 | |
Sure is big country. | 0:48:30 | 0:48:32 | |
Only thing bigger is the sky. | 0:48:32 | 0:48:35 | |
Looks like God made it | 0:48:35 | 0:48:37 | |
and forgot to put people in it. | 0:48:37 | 0:48:40 | |
He didn't forget to put skeeters in it. | 0:48:40 | 0:48:42 | |
Worse than chiggers, ain't they? | 0:48:42 | 0:48:43 | |
Yeah. Like to bleed a man to death. | 0:48:43 | 0:48:45 | |
These ain't real skeeters. These is runts. | 0:48:45 | 0:48:47 | |
Huh? The further up we go, | 0:48:47 | 0:48:50 | |
the bigger they get. | 0:48:50 | 0:48:52 | |
They got stingers as big as pipestems. | 0:48:52 | 0:48:54 | |
Can't see what God made them for. | 0:48:54 | 0:48:56 | |
To remind a man he ain't so biggity, I guess. | 0:48:56 | 0:48:59 | |
Ain't much... | 0:48:59 | 0:49:01 | |
ain't much chance of forgettin' that. | 0:49:01 | 0:49:03 | |
Maybe that's why he gave us five fingers, huh? | 0:49:03 | 0:49:05 | |
Could be one reason. | 0:49:05 | 0:49:07 | |
I bet those skeeters are saying, | 0:49:07 | 0:49:09 | |
"Thanks, Lord, for everything, | 0:49:09 | 0:49:10 | |
"only why did you have to put hands on a man | 0:49:10 | 0:49:13 | |
"and a tail on a cow?" | 0:49:13 | 0:49:15 | |
Here they come. | 0:49:20 | 0:49:22 | |
She's all cocked. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:24 | |
A little more on your side. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:27 | |
All righty. | 0:49:27 | 0:49:28 | |
Mandan! Mandan! | 0:49:31 | 0:49:34 | |
JOURDONNAIS SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 0:49:34 | 0:49:36 | |
We've got some fresh meat for you! | 0:49:36 | 0:49:39 | |
All right, let her go. | 0:49:39 | 0:49:41 | |
Here she comes. | 0:49:41 | 0:49:42 | |
We're goin' on and get some more! | 0:49:55 | 0:49:57 | |
Look for us upriver! | 0:49:57 | 0:49:59 | |
< A bientot! | 0:49:59 | 0:50:01 | |
Fine way to keep your eyes open. | 0:50:10 | 0:50:11 | |
If we was Indians... | 0:50:11 | 0:50:13 | |
what's going on in there? | 0:50:13 | 0:50:14 | |
They whip Chouquette because of girl. | 0:50:14 | 0:50:16 | |
She go for swim. He grab her. | 0:50:16 | 0:50:17 | |
Is she all right? | 0:50:17 | 0:50:18 | |
I'm on guard. I don't know. | 0:50:18 | 0:50:20 | |
You stay on guard. And watch what you ought to, | 0:50:20 | 0:50:21 | |
or else'n we'll get in worse trouble. | 0:50:21 | 0:50:23 | |
WHIP CRACKS | 0:50:23 | 0:50:24 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 0:50:33 | 0:50:34 | |
I know all about it. Where's the girl? | 0:50:34 | 0:50:35 | |
On the boat. Go and talk to her. | 0:50:35 | 0:50:36 | |
I don't know what she says. | 0:50:36 | 0:50:37 | |
Aah! | 0:50:37 | 0:50:38 | |
CHOUQUETTE GROANS | 0:50:40 | 0:50:41 | |
That ain't no way to treat nobody. | 0:50:43 | 0:50:45 | |
JOURDONNAIS: Give me that whip. | 0:50:45 | 0:50:47 | |
You'll get it. Romaine. | 0:50:47 | 0:50:48 | |
Let me go! Let me go! | 0:50:49 | 0:50:52 | |
Sic him, Boone. | 0:50:52 | 0:50:53 | |
Put me down! I wouldn't do this to you! | 0:50:53 | 0:50:56 | |
Let me go! | 0:50:56 | 0:50:57 | |
Best cool off. Could get hurt - you or me. | 0:51:00 | 0:51:02 | |
Could be you're right. | 0:51:02 | 0:51:05 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 0:51:14 | 0:51:17 | |
THEY SPEAK FRENCH | 0:51:20 | 0:51:21 | |
Hey. | 0:51:40 | 0:51:41 | |
Reckon you'd sleep better if you had this. | 0:51:44 | 0:51:47 | |
Here. | 0:51:47 | 0:51:48 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:51:48 | 0:51:50 | |
Quit it! Now quit it! | 0:53:23 | 0:53:25 | |
You ain't gonna claw me this time. | 0:53:25 | 0:53:28 | |
You're gonna get your clothes all tore up. | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
Quit it. Quit it. | 0:53:42 | 0:53:44 | |
If you'd have quit, I wouldn't have started kissin' you. | 0:53:53 | 0:53:55 | |
You've been headin' for trouble with me from the first day. | 0:53:55 | 0:53:58 | |
What do you expect, sneakin' up on a man | 0:53:58 | 0:54:00 | |
in the middle of the night? | 0:54:00 | 0:54:03 | |
I don't like havin' a knife poked in my face. | 0:54:03 | 0:54:06 | |
I'd have give you this if you'd have asked for it. | 0:54:07 | 0:54:10 | |
Instead of that, you had to... | 0:54:10 | 0:54:11 | |
I keep forgettin'. You can't talk, can you? | 0:54:11 | 0:54:14 | |
Bad enough tryin' to deal with a female that can talk, | 0:54:14 | 0:54:17 | |
but it's even worser with one that can't. | 0:54:17 | 0:54:20 | |
Can't tell what she's thinkin' or feelin' or nothin'. | 0:54:20 | 0:54:23 | |
Why don't you say something, | 0:54:23 | 0:54:25 | |
even if I don't know what it is? | 0:54:25 | 0:54:26 | |
It's better than... | 0:54:26 | 0:54:28 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:54:28 | 0:54:29 | |
Aah! | 0:54:29 | 0:54:30 | |
You hear somethin', Frenchy? | 0:54:33 | 0:54:35 | |
Yes, from there. | 0:54:35 | 0:54:36 | |
Where's Boone? | 0:54:36 | 0:54:38 | |
His gun's here. | 0:54:38 | 0:54:39 | |
Give me that knife. | 0:54:44 | 0:54:46 | |
I'll get it. | 0:54:48 | 0:54:50 | |
What's goin' on here? | 0:54:52 | 0:54:53 | |
Look out. She's got a knife. | 0:54:53 | 0:54:54 | |
You drunk or somethin'? Give me that knife. | 0:54:54 | 0:54:58 | |
ZEB SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:54:58 | 0:54:59 | |
What is this? How'd she get this knife? | 0:54:59 | 0:55:01 | |
I gave it to her. It's a good thing, too. | 0:55:01 | 0:55:03 | |
You give her that knife? | 0:55:03 | 0:55:05 | |
I just said I did. Too bad she didn't stick it... | 0:55:05 | 0:55:07 | |
You're not so good without your... | 0:55:09 | 0:55:11 | |
Take him, Romaine. | 0:55:11 | 0:55:12 | |
You whip him just like Chouquette. | 0:55:12 | 0:55:14 | |
Sure, whip him. Go on. | 0:55:14 | 0:55:15 | |
Only look what you done to him. | 0:55:15 | 0:55:17 | |
What are you waitin' for? | 0:55:17 | 0:55:18 | |
He's cut up. Cut him up some more. | 0:55:18 | 0:55:20 | |
I should have known he was hurt | 0:55:20 | 0:55:21 | |
when he hit me no harder than a baby's pat. | 0:55:21 | 0:55:23 | |
You can whip him, all right. He's earned it. | 0:55:23 | 0:55:25 | |
But you're going to wait until he heals up enough to take it. | 0:55:25 | 0:55:28 | |
Easy, hoss, easy. Best we sew that thing up. | 0:55:28 | 0:55:31 | |
Give me a hand with him, Zeb. | 0:55:31 | 0:55:33 | |
ZEB: More hot water. | 0:55:42 | 0:55:44 | |
Here you are. | 0:55:46 | 0:55:48 | |
I remember once me and a trapper named Parker... | 0:55:48 | 0:55:51 | |
we run smack into a big grizzly bear. | 0:55:51 | 0:55:53 | |
Bear sure made a mess out of Parker before we killed it. | 0:55:53 | 0:55:56 | |
Ripped one of his ears clean off. | 0:55:56 | 0:55:59 | |
But this child just happened to have a needle | 0:55:59 | 0:56:02 | |
and some of this here deer sinew, just like we got here. | 0:56:02 | 0:56:05 | |
Yeah, while his ear was still hot, | 0:56:05 | 0:56:07 | |
I picked it up and sewed it back on his head, | 0:56:07 | 0:56:09 | |
and it growed almost as good as ever. | 0:56:09 | 0:56:10 | |
Here. Let me do that. | 0:56:10 | 0:56:12 | |
I can see. I can see. | 0:56:12 | 0:56:13 | |
My arms just ain't long enough, that's all. | 0:56:13 | 0:56:15 | |
I said growed almost as good as ever, | 0:56:15 | 0:56:18 | |
not hardly. | 0:56:18 | 0:56:19 | |
Seems I sewed Parker's ear on backwards. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:22 | |
Yeah, he hated me till the day he died... | 0:56:22 | 0:56:25 | |
on account of every time he'd hear a rattlesnake, | 0:56:25 | 0:56:28 | |
he'd turn the wrong direction | 0:56:28 | 0:56:30 | |
and step smack into it. | 0:56:30 | 0:56:31 | |
Dogged if I didn't do it. | 0:56:35 | 0:56:37 | |
Sounds like you're sayin' all that | 0:56:37 | 0:56:38 | |
to get out of sewin' him up. | 0:56:38 | 0:56:40 | |
Ever since that time, I been awful nervous. | 0:56:40 | 0:56:42 | |
I ain't gonna do it. | 0:56:42 | 0:56:43 | |
Here. You take this... | 0:56:43 | 0:56:45 | |
pour some whiskey on his wound and start sewin'. | 0:56:45 | 0:56:48 | |
He got what was comin' to him. | 0:56:48 | 0:56:49 | |
You ain't gonna hit a man when he's down, are you? | 0:56:49 | 0:56:51 | |
Well, I can wait till he gets up, can't I? | 0:56:51 | 0:56:53 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:56:53 | 0:56:54 | |
Well, fine. Pour some of this on | 0:56:54 | 0:56:56 | |
before you start sewin'. | 0:56:56 | 0:56:58 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:56:58 | 0:57:00 | |
You mean, she's gonna...? | 0:57:00 | 0:57:02 | |
Can't ever tell what a woman's gonna do next. | 0:57:02 | 0:57:05 | |
THUNDER CRASHES | 0:57:07 | 0:57:10 | |
THEY SPEAKING BLACKFOOT | 0:57:22 | 0:57:25 | |
Waste of good whiskey. | 0:57:25 | 0:57:26 | |
You ain't gonna do that again? | 0:57:26 | 0:57:28 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 0:57:28 | 0:57:29 | |
Heal up good enough | 0:57:29 | 0:57:31 | |
if just you'd leave it alone. | 0:57:31 | 0:57:32 | |
Hey, that's enough. | 0:57:32 | 0:57:34 | |
That's enough! | 0:57:34 | 0:57:36 | |
Hey, hoss, take a gander over yonder. | 0:57:36 | 0:57:39 | |
That's one way to get even with a body. | 0:57:39 | 0:57:42 | |
Two jugs in three days. | 0:57:42 | 0:57:44 | |
Here's one she ain't gonna get, though. | 0:57:44 | 0:57:47 | |
'The rains didn't last long. | 0:57:51 | 0:57:53 | |
'The water was higher, but the goin' was good. | 0:57:53 | 0:57:55 | |
'We even got some south wind to help us...' | 0:57:55 | 0:57:58 | |
'..and we passed the Cheyenne | 0:58:03 | 0:58:05 | |
'and worked up to the Yellowstone.' | 0:58:05 | 0:58:07 | |
'Then one night it happened - | 0:58:11 | 0:58:13 | |
'the Fur Company made their move.' | 0:58:13 | 0:58:16 | |
Uh! | 0:58:36 | 0:58:37 | |
MAN WHISTLES | 0:58:37 | 0:58:39 | |
That were easy. | 0:59:08 | 0:59:10 | |
Take her back to where we left the horses. | 0:59:10 | 0:59:12 | |
Looks like the best way | 0:59:14 | 0:59:15 | |
to get to their boat is by the water. | 0:59:15 | 0:59:17 | |
Got plenty of powder? | 0:59:19 | 0:59:20 | |
Start as big a fire as you can. | 0:59:20 | 0:59:22 | |
We'll wait for you up the river. | 0:59:22 | 0:59:25 | |
En feu! En feu! | 1:01:03 | 1:01:05 | |
The mandan, she burn! | 1:01:07 | 1:01:09 | |
MEN SHOUT IN FRENCH | 1:01:09 | 1:01:11 | |
Hold it! Drop those guns and keep comin'. | 1:01:17 | 1:01:19 | |
We want to talk to you. Drop them! | 1:01:19 | 1:01:22 | |
You ain't gonna need them anymore. | 1:01:23 | 1:01:25 | |
Romaine, see about Chouquette. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:27 | |
Bring them up here | 1:01:27 | 1:01:28 | |
and let's find out what's behind this. | 1:01:28 | 1:01:31 | |
Hey, the girl, she's all right? | 1:01:36 | 1:01:38 | |
She's not on board. | 1:01:38 | 1:01:39 | |
What? | 1:01:39 | 1:01:41 | |
Here's the ones that done it, Captain. | 1:01:41 | 1:01:43 | |
The girl is gone, too. | 1:01:43 | 1:01:45 | |
Where is she? Talk or I shoot. | 1:01:45 | 1:01:46 | |
Take it easy. Don't shoot. | 1:01:46 | 1:01:48 | |
We want them to talk. | 1:01:48 | 1:01:50 | |
Chouquette, il est mort! | 1:01:50 | 1:01:51 | |
So, you killed Chouquette, eh? | 1:01:51 | 1:01:53 | |
Hold it, Frenchy. You're gettin' too het up. | 1:01:53 | 1:01:55 | |
Did MacMasters send you? I know he did. | 1:01:55 | 1:01:57 | |
I just want to hear you say it. | 1:01:57 | 1:01:59 | |
Who's MacMasters? | 1:01:59 | 1:02:00 | |
Company boss you work for. | 1:02:00 | 1:02:02 | |
He ain't got sand enough to do his own dirty work, | 1:02:02 | 1:02:04 | |
so he hires polecats like you. | 1:02:04 | 1:02:05 | |
You're now known... Romaine. | 1:02:05 | 1:02:08 | |
Uh! Uh! | 1:02:08 | 1:02:09 | |
I'll talk. | 1:02:09 | 1:02:11 | |
Who killed Chouquette? | 1:02:11 | 1:02:12 | |
Not us. | 1:02:12 | 1:02:14 | |
We didn't do it. | 1:02:14 | 1:02:15 | |
MacMasters send you? | 1:02:15 | 1:02:17 | |
Yeah, he sent us. | 1:02:17 | 1:02:18 | |
Where's the girl? | 1:02:18 | 1:02:19 | |
Streak and the other fellas got her. | 1:02:19 | 1:02:21 | |
Where are they? How many of them? | 1:02:21 | 1:02:22 | |
They've gone back up the river. | 1:02:22 | 1:02:24 | |
Six of them. Let's go after her. | 1:02:24 | 1:02:26 | |
JOURDONNAIS: We go right away. | 1:02:26 | 1:02:27 | |
Hold it. They ain't gonna hurt her. | 1:02:27 | 1:02:28 | |
She's worth as much to the company as she is to us. | 1:02:28 | 1:02:30 | |
Got to burn the boat first. | 1:02:30 | 1:02:31 | |
Good figurin', Zeb. | 1:02:31 | 1:02:33 | |
Yeah, start a big fire - brush and such. | 1:02:33 | 1:02:34 | |
Streak and them will think | 1:02:34 | 1:02:35 | |
these buckos finished the job. | 1:02:35 | 1:02:37 | |
And left us afoot. | 1:02:37 | 1:02:38 | |
Yeah, only way to catch up with them. | 1:02:38 | 1:02:40 | |
The fire don't burn much. | 1:02:40 | 1:02:42 | |
The water, she do most damage. | 1:02:42 | 1:02:43 | |
We lose plenty of beans and flour. | 1:02:43 | 1:02:45 | |
We'll get that back when we dump these two in MacMasters' lap. | 1:02:45 | 1:02:47 | |
We call on MacMasters. | 1:02:47 | 1:02:48 | |
If he wants to fight, good. | 1:02:48 | 1:02:51 | |
I'd like to go with you when you get the girl. | 1:02:51 | 1:02:53 | |
All right, me and you and Poordevil and... | 1:02:53 | 1:02:55 | |
Pete, you can shoot good. | 1:02:55 | 1:02:56 | |
JOURDONNAIS: Take plenty. | 1:02:56 | 1:02:58 | |
That'll be enough. | 1:02:58 | 1:02:59 | |
All right, get your stuff. | 1:02:59 | 1:03:01 | |
Frenchy, make that fire big enough | 1:03:01 | 1:03:02 | |
they can see it a long ways. | 1:03:02 | 1:03:04 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:03:04 | 1:03:05 | |
'Old Poordevil | 1:03:18 | 1:03:20 | |
'could follow their tracks at a run, | 1:03:20 | 1:03:21 | |
'and a-thinkin' of Teal Eye kept him runnin'. | 1:03:21 | 1:03:24 | |
'Reckon Jim and me felt the same, | 1:03:24 | 1:03:26 | |
'and all day, we was at her.' | 1:03:26 | 1:03:28 | |
The girl appears all right. | 1:03:47 | 1:03:48 | |
Yeah. | 1:03:48 | 1:03:49 | |
Looks like about six of them. | 1:03:49 | 1:03:51 | |
Got any notions about what to do about it? | 1:03:51 | 1:03:53 | |
Reckon a couple of us | 1:03:53 | 1:03:54 | |
ought to get behind them. | 1:03:54 | 1:03:56 | |
Makes sense. | 1:03:56 | 1:03:58 | |
I'll take Poordevil | 1:03:58 | 1:03:59 | |
and get up on that big rock. | 1:03:59 | 1:04:01 | |
When I get there, | 1:04:01 | 1:04:02 | |
I'll hoot like an owl, | 1:04:02 | 1:04:04 | |
then you and Pete can get in on this side. | 1:04:04 | 1:04:06 | |
Pete, get over behind that big tree | 1:04:12 | 1:04:14 | |
and wait for me. | 1:04:14 | 1:04:16 | |
SOUND OF OWL HOOTING | 1:04:25 | 1:04:28 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 1:04:34 | 1:04:35 | |
Let's not touch your guns. | 1:04:35 | 1:04:37 | |
Just stay still. | 1:04:37 | 1:04:38 | |
Hello, Streak. | 1:04:38 | 1:04:40 | |
I see you're still working | 1:04:40 | 1:04:41 | |
for the Fur Company and MacMasters. | 1:04:41 | 1:04:43 | |
Hi, Calloway. | 1:04:43 | 1:04:44 | |
Just don't nobody move, and you won't get hurt. | 1:04:44 | 1:04:46 | |
You're good for only one shot, Calloway. | 1:04:46 | 1:04:48 | |
JIM: Wouldn't nobody turn around. Here's one more shot. | 1:04:48 | 1:04:50 | |
How do you like them apples, Streak? | 1:04:50 | 1:04:52 | |
Crazy, both of you. | 1:04:52 | 1:04:54 | |
< Here's another that's crazy. Don't turn around. | 1:04:54 | 1:04:55 | |
POORDEVIL LAUGHS | 1:04:55 | 1:04:56 | |
Appears like the woods is full of Indians, too. | 1:04:56 | 1:04:59 | |
Pete, get their guns. | 1:04:59 | 1:05:00 | |
The rest of you'uns | 1:05:00 | 1:05:02 | |
get over there close together. | 1:05:02 | 1:05:04 | |
Crawl doin' it, and move! | 1:05:04 | 1:05:06 | |
Hurry! | 1:05:06 | 1:05:07 | |
You fellas got any sense, you'll throw in with us. | 1:05:08 | 1:05:10 | |
Why? | 1:05:10 | 1:05:12 | |
You've lost your boat. You can't go anyplace. | 1:05:12 | 1:05:13 | |
How do you know that? | 1:05:13 | 1:05:14 | |
We seen the fire a long ways off. | 1:05:14 | 1:05:16 | |
Knew just what it were | 1:05:16 | 1:05:17 | |
from a long way off, didn't you? | 1:05:17 | 1:05:19 | |
Weren't nothin' but a bunch of brush burnin'. | 1:05:19 | 1:05:21 | |
You thought just what we wanted you to. | 1:05:21 | 1:05:23 | |
What did you do with those two men? | 1:05:23 | 1:05:25 | |
They didn't burn the boat. | 1:05:25 | 1:05:26 | |
You-all - shut up. | 1:05:26 | 1:05:29 | |
Zeb, ask her if any of them bothered her. | 1:05:29 | 1:05:30 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 1:05:30 | 1:05:34 | |
ZEB: Quit it, Poordevil. | 1:05:35 | 1:05:37 | |
Quit it. | 1:05:37 | 1:05:39 | |
What's he jabberin' about? | 1:05:39 | 1:05:40 | |
ZEB: He says Streak's got the prettiest scalp he's ever seed. | 1:05:40 | 1:05:43 | |
Could be we ought to let him take it. | 1:05:43 | 1:05:46 | |
ZEB: Well, come on. Let's get goin'. | 1:05:46 | 1:05:48 | |
Pete, get their rifles. | 1:05:48 | 1:05:50 | |
We'll be takin' your horses, too, Streak. | 1:05:51 | 1:05:54 | |
Just don't try followin' us. | 1:05:54 | 1:05:56 | |
'Well, Streak didn't try to follow up, | 1:06:00 | 1:06:03 | |
'and three days later, we come to the Company fort and MacMasters.' | 1:06:03 | 1:06:08 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:06:11 | 1:06:13 | |
Hey, keep them off the boat. | 1:06:23 | 1:06:25 | |
Bring them two rats along. | 1:06:36 | 1:06:38 | |
Frenchy, better drop off a couple of men here. | 1:06:47 | 1:06:50 | |
FRENCHY REPLIES | 1:06:50 | 1:06:51 | |
We warned you. | 1:07:00 | 1:07:01 | |
Figured you'd get here before we did. | 1:07:01 | 1:07:02 | |
Tell your lord and master | 1:07:02 | 1:07:04 | |
what happened, or didn't you? | 1:07:04 | 1:07:05 | |
I didn't tell him... | 1:07:05 | 1:07:06 | |
You can now anyway. | 1:07:06 | 1:07:08 | |
What's this... | 1:07:08 | 1:07:09 | |
Shut up and save it for later. | 1:07:09 | 1:07:10 | |
You can come, too. | 1:07:10 | 1:07:11 | |
Hi, MacMasters. | 1:07:26 | 1:07:27 | |
Hello, Calloway. | 1:07:27 | 1:07:28 | |
I want to talk to you. | 1:07:28 | 1:07:30 | |
First, you get up there where you belong. | 1:07:30 | 1:07:32 | |
Come on, you, too. | 1:07:32 | 1:07:33 | |
There's a couple of more. | 1:07:33 | 1:07:35 | |
Maybe they don't belong to you. | 1:07:35 | 1:07:37 | |
I wouldn't say that. | 1:07:37 | 1:07:38 | |
No, you wouldn't. You wouldn't admit nothin'. | 1:07:38 | 1:07:40 | |
But there's one thing for sure - | 1:07:40 | 1:07:42 | |
you sent these polecats to burn our boat, | 1:07:42 | 1:07:44 | |
but the only thing that burnt | 1:07:44 | 1:07:45 | |
was eight bags of flour and six bags of beans, | 1:07:45 | 1:07:47 | |
but we want them back. | 1:07:47 | 1:07:49 | |
I think you'll find them inside there, boys, | 1:07:49 | 1:07:50 | |
about two doors down. Just help yourself. | 1:07:50 | 1:07:52 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:07:52 | 1:07:53 | |
Now, MacMasters... | 1:07:53 | 1:07:55 | |
I know your plans, but Jourdonnais is a fool if he thinks... | 1:07:55 | 1:07:57 | |
If I'm a fool, you must be a... | 1:07:57 | 1:07:59 | |
Shut up, hoss. Go on. | 1:07:59 | 1:08:00 | |
I was going to say he's a fool. | 1:08:00 | 1:08:02 | |
We have plans for the Blackfoot country ourselves. | 1:08:02 | 1:08:04 | |
For the company, we claim it. | 1:08:04 | 1:08:05 | |
Why ain't you took it, then? | 1:08:05 | 1:08:07 | |
The time isn't right. | 1:08:07 | 1:08:08 | |
If it isn't right for an outfit like ours, | 1:08:08 | 1:08:10 | |
how close to right do you think it is for you? | 1:08:10 | 1:08:13 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:08:13 | 1:08:14 | |
Ah, you and your foolish plans for that girl. | 1:08:14 | 1:08:17 | |
All right, go on if you want, but you... | 1:08:17 | 1:08:19 | |
We're goin' on. | 1:08:19 | 1:08:20 | |
So's we understand... | 1:08:20 | 1:08:22 | |
He understands. | 1:08:22 | 1:08:24 | |
I got a gutful of you, fancy pants. | 1:08:24 | 1:08:25 | |
I don't know you, | 1:08:25 | 1:08:27 | |
but what I've seen of you, I don't want to. | 1:08:27 | 1:08:28 | |
Pickin' on women and sendin' weasels... | 1:08:28 | 1:08:30 | |
I don't see... | 1:08:30 | 1:08:31 | |
Take it easy, hoss. | 1:08:31 | 1:08:33 | |
I told you to shut up! | 1:08:33 | 1:08:36 | |
It's a good thing he laughed or... | 1:08:36 | 1:08:37 | |
Anyway, like he said, | 1:08:37 | 1:08:39 | |
we're goin' on ahead. | 1:08:39 | 1:08:40 | |
So don't send anybody up after us, | 1:08:40 | 1:08:42 | |
or they may not come back next time. | 1:08:42 | 1:08:44 | |
MAN SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:08:44 | 1:08:45 | |
We've told him what we want to, | 1:08:45 | 1:08:48 | |
and we got what we want to. | 1:08:48 | 1:08:49 | |
Does anybody else got anything to say? | 1:08:49 | 1:08:51 | |
Yeah, I... | 1:08:51 | 1:08:52 | |
Anybody but you, hoss. Let's go. | 1:08:52 | 1:08:55 | |
POORDEVIL LAUGHS | 1:09:08 | 1:09:10 | |
Hold that Indian! | 1:09:13 | 1:09:16 | |
I got another barrel on this gun, | 1:09:21 | 1:09:22 | |
if anybody wants it. Let him go. | 1:09:22 | 1:09:24 | |
Better let him go, Streak. | 1:09:24 | 1:09:26 | |
All right, let him go. | 1:09:26 | 1:09:28 | |
POORDEVIL LAUGHS | 1:09:28 | 1:09:30 | |
MUSIC PLAYS | 1:09:46 | 1:09:48 | |
'For the next week, | 1:09:48 | 1:09:49 | |
'we waited for something to happen. | 1:09:49 | 1:09:50 | |
'When it didn't, Frenchy figured MacMasters was beat. | 1:09:50 | 1:09:53 | |
'Felt so good, he called a rest | 1:09:53 | 1:09:55 | |
'and passed a jug around.' | 1:09:55 | 1:09:57 | |
LABADIE SINGS IN FRENCH | 1:09:57 | 1:10:00 | |
THEY JOIN IN | 1:10:05 | 1:10:09 | |
Aah! | 1:10:33 | 1:10:34 | |
LABADIE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:10:34 | 1:10:36 | |
ZEB: Get away from shore! | 1:10:36 | 1:10:38 | |
JOURDONNAIS SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:10:38 | 1:10:41 | |
Hey, Calloway, what you think? | 1:11:02 | 1:11:04 | |
It may be a dodge to get us on the north side | 1:11:04 | 1:11:07 | |
so the whole bunch of them can jump us. | 1:11:07 | 1:11:09 | |
Keep up the middle. | 1:11:09 | 1:11:10 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:11:10 | 1:11:11 | |
How's Pascal? | 1:11:11 | 1:11:13 | |
He's dead. | 1:11:13 | 1:11:14 | |
'And all the rest of the day | 1:11:19 | 1:11:21 | |
'and into the next morning, we didn't see them, | 1:11:21 | 1:11:24 | |
'nary hide nor hair of an Indian anywheres.' | 1:11:24 | 1:11:27 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:11:57 | 1:11:58 | |
Everybody get your guns ready. | 1:12:07 | 1:12:09 | |
Them that can, get behind something and stay there. | 1:12:09 | 1:12:12 | |
SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:12:12 | 1:12:13 | |
Look, Frenchy, there's more of them. | 1:12:13 | 1:12:15 | |
POORDEVIL SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:12:24 | 1:12:26 | |
He says they're Crows. They got war paint on. | 1:12:26 | 1:12:29 | |
Why should the Crows bother us? | 1:12:33 | 1:12:35 | |
You know, I can't figure it out. | 1:12:35 | 1:12:37 | |
Crows ain't been hostile for a long spell. | 1:12:37 | 1:12:39 | |
Somebody must have stirred them up. | 1:12:39 | 1:12:42 | |
'They just kept followin' us, | 1:12:43 | 1:12:46 | |
'doin' nothin' but just stayin' with us.' | 1:12:46 | 1:12:48 | |
'Would have been a lot easier | 1:12:54 | 1:12:56 | |
'if'n they'd have started something. | 1:12:56 | 1:12:59 | |
'Waitin' is harder than doin'. | 1:12:59 | 1:13:01 | |
'Made us feel like they reckoned | 1:13:01 | 1:13:03 | |
'they could take us any time they pleased. | 1:13:03 | 1:13:05 | |
'Indians can near drive a body crazy, | 1:13:11 | 1:13:14 | |
'the way they got of doin' some things.' | 1:13:14 | 1:13:16 | |
'They kept it up for three days, | 1:13:37 | 1:13:40 | |
'each day longer than the one afore.' | 1:13:40 | 1:13:43 | |
'Then all of a sudden, one morning they was gone, | 1:13:53 | 1:13:58 | |
'and that were near as bad as them bein' there.' | 1:13:58 | 1:14:01 | |
JOURDONNAIS: Calloway, what do you think? | 1:14:13 | 1:14:14 | |
Do you think they've gone, went, huh? | 1:14:14 | 1:14:16 | |
They've gone and went, but the question is, | 1:14:16 | 1:14:18 | |
will they stay gone and went? | 1:14:18 | 1:14:19 | |
I'll put the men on the cordelle, eh? | 1:14:19 | 1:14:21 | |
We make better time. | 1:14:21 | 1:14:22 | |
Men can't work on the south bank. | 1:14:22 | 1:14:24 | |
We'll put them on the north bank. | 1:14:24 | 1:14:26 | |
You're crazy. | 1:14:26 | 1:14:27 | |
Well, we got to do something. | 1:14:27 | 1:14:28 | |
I don't like it. If I was you, I'd wait. | 1:14:28 | 1:14:30 | |
Wait? HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:14:30 | 1:14:32 | |
English. | 1:14:32 | 1:14:33 | |
We move like the snail. | 1:14:33 | 1:14:35 | |
Winter comes, we'll be still here. | 1:14:35 | 1:14:36 | |
I want to go upriver, not sit here like scared woman! | 1:14:36 | 1:14:38 | |
What do you think, Calloway? | 1:14:38 | 1:14:39 | |
You ain't askin' me, you're tellin' me. | 1:14:39 | 1:14:41 | |
He's right. We got to get upriver. | 1:14:41 | 1:14:43 | |
Sure. Look, Zeb, we're doin' no good settin' here. | 1:14:43 | 1:14:45 | |
Let's try! Let's try it. | 1:14:45 | 1:14:47 | |
What do you say, Boone? | 1:14:47 | 1:14:48 | |
It's all right with me. | 1:14:48 | 1:14:50 | |
I don't like it, but put us ashore. | 1:14:50 | 1:14:52 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:14:52 | 1:14:54 | |
Romaine, to the north shore. | 1:14:56 | 1:14:58 | |
Now listen, Frenchy, | 1:15:07 | 1:15:09 | |
give us a few minutes first | 1:15:09 | 1:15:10 | |
before you put out the men. | 1:15:10 | 1:15:12 | |
If you hear a gunshot, | 1:15:12 | 1:15:13 | |
bust a gut to get back to the far side. | 1:15:13 | 1:15:15 | |
JOURDONNAIS SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:15:15 | 1:15:17 | |
Don't pay no mind to us. We'll take care of ourselves. | 1:15:17 | 1:15:20 | |
Two of us had better go that way, | 1:15:20 | 1:15:22 | |
and the other two stick close to shore. | 1:15:22 | 1:15:25 | |
Come on, Poordevil. | 1:15:25 | 1:15:26 | |
Unless'n you want him. | 1:15:26 | 1:15:27 | |
You can have him. | 1:15:27 | 1:15:29 | |
Let's get goin', | 1:15:29 | 1:15:30 | |
and if you see hide or hair of anything | 1:15:30 | 1:15:32 | |
fire a shot and head back to the water. | 1:15:32 | 1:15:36 | |
We'll do the same. | 1:15:36 | 1:15:37 | |
INDIANS SHOUT | 1:15:53 | 1:15:55 | |
Indians jumpin' the boat. | 1:16:14 | 1:16:16 | |
Sounds like plenty of them. | 1:16:16 | 1:16:18 | |
Duck! | 1:16:18 | 1:16:19 | |
The place is crawlin' with them. | 1:16:24 | 1:16:26 | |
No chance of gettin' back to the boat this way. | 1:16:26 | 1:16:30 | |
We got to get to the river upstream. | 1:16:30 | 1:16:33 | |
Come on. | 1:16:58 | 1:17:00 | |
The farther out in the current we get, | 1:17:17 | 1:17:20 | |
the better off we'll be. | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
Wonder how Jim's makin' out. | 1:17:26 | 1:17:28 | |
Quit wonderin' about him. | 1:17:28 | 1:17:29 | |
Start worryin' about what's in front of us. | 1:17:29 | 1:17:31 | |
We just run off and left Jim... | 1:17:34 | 1:17:36 | |
Get down or you'll get a new part in your hair. | 1:17:36 | 1:17:39 | |
Watch out! | 1:17:39 | 1:17:40 | |
Kick hard. Don't make no difference now. | 1:17:40 | 1:17:42 | |
Hey, mandan! | 1:17:42 | 1:17:44 | |
Mandan! | 1:17:44 | 1:17:47 | |
How goes it, Frenchy? | 1:18:08 | 1:18:09 | |
We hurt them more than they hurt us. | 1:18:09 | 1:18:11 | |
Good. | 1:18:11 | 1:18:13 | |
Where is Deakins and the Indian? | 1:18:13 | 1:18:14 | |
I don't know. | 1:18:14 | 1:18:15 | |
We ran off and left them! | 1:18:15 | 1:18:17 | |
Huh? | 1:18:17 | 1:18:18 | |
Give me some dry powder. | 1:18:19 | 1:18:21 | |
Well, what are we gonna do? Ain't we gonna try to help them? | 1:18:21 | 1:18:23 | |
Take it easy, hoss, and shoot Indians. | 1:18:23 | 1:18:25 | |
'By night, they quit fightin', | 1:18:28 | 1:18:30 | |
'like Indians always do, | 1:18:30 | 1:18:31 | |
'and we tied up on a sand bar | 1:18:31 | 1:18:33 | |
'to wait for Deakins and Poordevil.' | 1:18:33 | 1:18:35 | |
About dried out, hoss? | 1:18:50 | 1:18:52 | |
Yeah, I'm all right. | 1:18:52 | 1:18:53 | |
Quit your worryin'. | 1:18:53 | 1:18:55 | |
A bad penny always turns up. | 1:18:55 | 1:18:57 | |
Zeb, you reckon he's got a chance? | 1:18:57 | 1:18:59 | |
Sure, sure, he's got a chance. | 1:18:59 | 1:19:00 | |
He's got Poordevil with him. | 1:19:00 | 1:19:02 | |
What I've seen of that Indian, I'd rather have... | 1:19:02 | 1:19:04 | |
MAN SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:19:04 | 1:19:06 | |
ZEB SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:19:09 | 1:19:11 | |
It's all right. It's Poordevil. | 1:19:15 | 1:19:17 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 1:19:28 | 1:19:31 | |
Sure, it's cold. Come on up to the fire. | 1:19:31 | 1:19:32 | |
ZEB: Labadie, get him something hot. | 1:19:36 | 1:19:39 | |
Bien. Give me that blanket. | 1:19:39 | 1:19:41 | |
Poordevil... IN BLACKFOOT | 1:19:44 | 1:19:46 | |
REPLIES | 1:19:46 | 1:19:48 | |
What did he say? | 1:19:54 | 1:19:55 | |
He don't know where Deakins is. | 1:19:55 | 1:19:57 | |
Jim told him to run. | 1:19:57 | 1:19:58 | |
He saw him fall and reckons he's hurted. | 1:19:58 | 1:20:00 | |
Why didn't he try to help him? | 1:20:00 | 1:20:01 | |
By that time, | 1:20:01 | 1:20:02 | |
a whole passel of Crows was after him. | 1:20:02 | 1:20:04 | |
Where's the last place he seed him? | 1:20:04 | 1:20:07 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 1:20:07 | 1:20:10 | |
He says he left Deakins about two miles below. | 1:20:10 | 1:20:12 | |
Just off where the fight was. | 1:20:12 | 1:20:14 | |
Yeah, and to get back hisself, | 1:20:14 | 1:20:15 | |
he had to circle way around the Crows. | 1:20:15 | 1:20:17 | |
That means he's hurted and right in amongst them. | 1:20:17 | 1:20:19 | |
It don't look good for him. | 1:20:19 | 1:20:21 | |
But worryin' ain't gonna help none. | 1:20:21 | 1:20:22 | |
It's all my fault. | 1:20:22 | 1:20:23 | |
Maybe next time you'll listen to this child. | 1:20:23 | 1:20:25 | |
Get Poordevil a drink. He's nigh froze. | 1:20:25 | 1:20:27 | |
C'est dommage. | 1:20:29 | 1:20:31 | |
Voila. | 1:20:34 | 1:20:35 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT What? | 1:20:44 | 1:20:47 | |
Deakins? Deakins? | 1:20:47 | 1:20:49 | |
We don't know where he is. We... | 1:20:49 | 1:20:51 | |
Aw, you don't know what I'm sayin'. | 1:20:51 | 1:20:53 | |
If you'd like some coffee, | 1:20:54 | 1:20:56 | |
I'll watch for a while. | 1:20:56 | 1:20:57 | |
Cafe? Ah, merci. | 1:20:57 | 1:20:59 | |
HE BLOWS | 1:21:58 | 1:21:59 | |
HE IMITATES BIRD CALL | 1:22:18 | 1:22:21 | |
IMITATES BIRD CALL | 1:22:28 | 1:22:30 | |
TWIG SNAPS | 1:22:30 | 1:22:32 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:22:39 | 1:22:41 | |
What do you think you're doin'? Almost got shot. | 1:22:41 | 1:22:43 | |
Get on back to the boat. Go on! Git! | 1:22:43 | 1:22:45 | |
Ain't we got enough troubles | 1:22:46 | 1:22:48 | |
without you taggin' along? | 1:22:48 | 1:22:49 | |
Woman, what reason you got for comin' here? | 1:22:49 | 1:22:51 | |
You sweet on Deakins? | 1:22:51 | 1:22:52 | |
You'd be good for him. | 1:22:52 | 1:22:54 | |
He's always gabbin', and you don't ever say anything. | 1:22:54 | 1:22:56 | |
Could be he'd like to... | 1:22:56 | 1:22:58 | |
MEN SPEAK CROW | 1:23:03 | 1:23:06 | |
How did you know... ha ha ha. | 1:23:07 | 1:23:10 | |
How did you know they was comin'? | 1:23:10 | 1:23:13 | |
Most likely smelled them. | 1:23:13 | 1:23:16 | |
Maybe you would be kind of handy to have around. | 1:23:16 | 1:23:19 | |
Here. If they catch you, | 1:23:19 | 1:23:20 | |
stick yourself with it, | 1:23:20 | 1:23:22 | |
but don't practise on me no more. | 1:23:22 | 1:23:23 | |
Come on, let's go. Let's keep movin'. | 1:23:23 | 1:23:25 | |
We'll dry out quicker. | 1:23:25 | 1:23:27 | |
HE IMITATES BIRD CALL | 1:23:40 | 1:23:43 | |
BIRD CALL | 1:23:45 | 1:23:47 | |
HE IMITATES BIRD CALL | 1:24:03 | 1:24:06 | |
Oh. | 1:24:09 | 1:24:11 | |
I didn't figure you heard me. | 1:24:48 | 1:24:49 | |
Easy, Jim, easy. You been shot in the leg. | 1:24:49 | 1:24:51 | |
Just hold still now. | 1:24:51 | 1:24:53 | |
How'd you... how'd you find me? | 1:24:53 | 1:24:55 | |
Don't talk. Just lie back and keep still. | 1:24:55 | 1:24:58 | |
I'm cold... | 1:25:00 | 1:25:01 | |
awful cold. | 1:25:01 | 1:25:03 | |
I know it. You got some fever, too. | 1:25:03 | 1:25:04 | |
I'm gonna build a fire | 1:25:04 | 1:25:06 | |
to keep you warm. | 1:25:06 | 1:25:07 | |
No. Can't make a fire. | 1:25:07 | 1:25:10 | |
Can't make fire. | 1:25:10 | 1:25:11 | |
The Crows will... | 1:25:11 | 1:25:13 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:25:20 | 1:25:22 | |
I know the Crows may see it, | 1:25:22 | 1:25:24 | |
but we got to take a chance. | 1:25:24 | 1:25:26 | |
He won't make it if we don't. | 1:25:26 | 1:25:27 | |
There ain't no help for it. | 1:25:27 | 1:25:29 | |
There ain't no way to... | 1:25:29 | 1:25:30 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 1:26:04 | 1:26:09 | |
Hi, Poordevil. | 1:26:22 | 1:26:23 | |
Where did you come from? | 1:26:23 | 1:26:25 | |
POORDEVIL SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:26:25 | 1:26:27 | |
< RUSTLING | 1:26:27 | 1:26:29 | |
Well, I'll be dogged. | 1:26:29 | 1:26:30 | |
Never reckoned I'd be glad to see an Indian. | 1:26:30 | 1:26:33 | |
Where's the boat? | 1:26:33 | 1:26:35 | |
Mandan? The Mandan? | 1:26:35 | 1:26:37 | |
POORDEVIL SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:26:37 | 1:26:39 | |
Yeah, yeah. I sure wish I could talk to you. | 1:26:39 | 1:26:41 | |
I don't know what Poordevil's sayin', | 1:26:41 | 1:26:42 | |
except we can't get back to the boat. | 1:26:42 | 1:26:44 | |
We got to get out of here. | 1:26:44 | 1:26:46 | |
As I see it, the best thing to do | 1:26:46 | 1:26:48 | |
is to find a place and hole up | 1:26:48 | 1:26:50 | |
till you're good enough to travel. | 1:26:50 | 1:26:52 | |
How come you brung her along? | 1:26:52 | 1:26:54 | |
I didn't. It was her own idea. | 1:26:54 | 1:26:56 | |
Best you take her with you. Leave Poordevil with me. | 1:26:56 | 1:26:59 | |
Can you walk a bit, or are we gonna have to carry you? | 1:26:59 | 1:27:03 | |
Take his gun, Poordevil, and go on ahead. | 1:27:09 | 1:27:12 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:27:27 | 1:27:29 | |
BOONE: What's he sayin'? | 1:27:29 | 1:27:32 | |
You mean you want us to hide up there? Hide? | 1:27:33 | 1:27:37 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:27:37 | 1:27:38 | |
Let's go. | 1:27:38 | 1:27:39 | |
Let's see that leg. | 1:28:25 | 1:28:27 | |
It's bleedin' again. | 1:28:28 | 1:28:30 | |
Yeah, and you're cold, too. | 1:28:30 | 1:28:32 | |
Me and Poordevil will get some wood for a fire. | 1:28:32 | 1:28:35 | |
Then we'll get that bullet out. | 1:28:35 | 1:28:37 | |
Reckon you can take a little cuttin'? | 1:28:37 | 1:28:39 | |
Just get it out. | 1:28:39 | 1:28:40 | |
Come on, Poordevil. | 1:28:40 | 1:28:42 | |
Never seed a shot with marks on it like these. | 1:28:43 | 1:28:46 | |
Come from a bullet mould. | 1:28:46 | 1:28:48 | |
Can you see? | 1:28:48 | 1:28:51 | |
Yeah. | 1:28:52 | 1:28:53 | |
Glad to get it out of me. | 1:28:54 | 1:28:57 | |
Thanks for doin' it. | 1:28:57 | 1:29:00 | |
I never did thank you for comin' after me. | 1:29:00 | 1:29:05 | |
Ah, you'd best get some sleep. | 1:29:05 | 1:29:07 | |
Soon as it's dark, me and Poordevil | 1:29:07 | 1:29:09 | |
will go out and get us something to eat. | 1:29:09 | 1:29:12 | |
'They hid out in the cave | 1:29:14 | 1:29:16 | |
'for nigh onto a week, | 1:29:16 | 1:29:18 | |
'waitin' for Jim to get fit enough to travel.' | 1:29:18 | 1:29:20 | |
'To keep clear of Indians, | 1:29:23 | 1:29:25 | |
'they slept days and travelled nights, | 1:29:25 | 1:29:28 | |
'and each day, Jim's leg was a-gettin' better.' | 1:29:28 | 1:29:30 | |
(Hold that horse's nose.) | 1:29:54 | 1:29:57 | |
(Them ain't Indians. | 1:30:04 | 1:30:05 | |
(That's the fellas at the fort.) | 1:30:05 | 1:30:07 | |
(Yeah, it's Streak, all right.) | 1:30:07 | 1:30:09 | |
What would they be doin' up here? | 1:30:18 | 1:30:19 | |
I didn't tell you, but after I was shot, | 1:30:19 | 1:30:21 | |
afore you found me that night, | 1:30:21 | 1:30:23 | |
a bunch just like that rode past where I was hidin'. | 1:30:23 | 1:30:25 | |
They was lookin' for me. | 1:30:25 | 1:30:27 | |
I'd have swore one of them | 1:30:27 | 1:30:29 | |
was an Indian with a white feather in his hair. | 1:30:29 | 1:30:30 | |
No foolin'? | 1:30:30 | 1:30:32 | |
Now seein' sStreak ride by just the same, | 1:30:32 | 1:30:34 | |
I know it weren't no Indian - it was him. | 1:30:34 | 1:30:36 | |
Are you sure? Dead sure. | 1:30:36 | 1:30:39 | |
In Crow country. | 1:30:39 | 1:30:40 | |
Right amongst them. | 1:30:40 | 1:30:41 | |
They could be headed for the mandan. | 1:30:41 | 1:30:43 | |
We'll cross the river further up a piece. | 1:30:43 | 1:30:45 | |
Yeah. | 1:30:45 | 1:30:47 | |
Just like we figured. | 1:31:26 | 1:31:27 | |
Streak was headed for here, all right. | 1:31:27 | 1:31:29 | |
Yeah. We better find out what's up. | 1:31:29 | 1:31:32 | |
IMITATING BIRD CALL | 1:31:32 | 1:31:33 | |
Jourdonnais, you'll get a good price | 1:31:33 | 1:31:35 | |
for your trade goods and your whiskey. | 1:31:35 | 1:31:37 | |
A good price for you but not for me. | 1:31:37 | 1:31:39 | |
How are you gonna trade without the girl? | 1:31:39 | 1:31:40 | |
BIRD CALL | 1:31:40 | 1:31:42 | |
Bet you when he sees us, | 1:31:45 | 1:31:47 | |
the first thing he says is, "Well, I'll be dogged." | 1:31:47 | 1:31:50 | |
Well, I'll be... how'd you get here? | 1:31:53 | 1:31:56 | |
You lose. | 1:31:56 | 1:31:57 | |
I figured you was both dead. | 1:31:57 | 1:31:59 | |
Is the girl all right, too? | 1:31:59 | 1:32:00 | |
Right back there with Poordevil. | 1:32:00 | 1:32:02 | |
Well, I'll be dogged. | 1:32:02 | 1:32:03 | |
How'd you get here? | 1:32:03 | 1:32:05 | |
Tell you later. What's goin' on in there? | 1:32:05 | 1:32:07 | |
What's Streak doin' here? | 1:32:07 | 1:32:08 | |
Tryin' to buy Jourdonnais. Buy the boat,huh? | 1:32:08 | 1:32:11 | |
Lock, stock, and barrel. | 1:32:11 | 1:32:12 | |
And he was thinkin' of sellin', was he? | 1:32:12 | 1:32:14 | |
Losin' Teal Eye almost took | 1:32:14 | 1:32:15 | |
the heart out of him. | 1:32:15 | 1:32:17 | |
I think it would. | 1:32:17 | 1:32:18 | |
After you left, we had more trouble with the Indians. | 1:32:18 | 1:32:20 | |
The crew got jumpy and rattled. | 1:32:20 | 1:32:22 | |
Jourdonnais had to shoot one of them | 1:32:22 | 1:32:24 | |
to keep them from turnin' back. | 1:32:24 | 1:32:25 | |
That Frenchman's got plenty of sand. | 1:32:25 | 1:32:27 | |
Now Streak's sweet-talkin' him | 1:32:27 | 1:32:29 | |
about promises I know MacMasters ain't gonna keep. | 1:32:29 | 1:32:31 | |
I don't blame Frenchy... | 1:32:31 | 1:32:32 | |
How did Streak say him and his men got here? | 1:32:32 | 1:32:34 | |
Said they come up this side of the river. | 1:32:34 | 1:32:35 | |
Never set foot in Crow country. | 1:32:35 | 1:32:37 | |
He's a liar. | 1:32:37 | 1:32:38 | |
We seen him and his men cross the river from the south side. | 1:32:38 | 1:32:40 | |
Yeah, and they didn't see us. | 1:32:40 | 1:32:42 | |
The south side? Mm-hm. | 1:32:42 | 1:32:43 | |
They'd have had to come through Crow country. | 1:32:43 | 1:32:45 | |
They did, and they wasn't too careful about it neither. | 1:32:45 | 1:32:46 | |
Sure wasn't worried about what was around them. | 1:32:46 | 1:32:48 | |
He couldn't do that | 1:32:48 | 1:32:50 | |
unless'n he's in with the Crows. | 1:32:50 | 1:32:51 | |
He is. | 1:32:51 | 1:32:53 | |
Could mean he set them onto us | 1:32:53 | 1:32:54 | |
and started this whole mess. | 1:32:54 | 1:32:56 | |
Why, the polecat. | 1:32:56 | 1:32:57 | |
Hold it, Zeb. | 1:32:57 | 1:32:58 | |
Jim and me want to do this. | 1:32:58 | 1:33:00 | |
Reckon I don't blame you. | 1:33:00 | 1:33:01 | |
How many men's with him? | 1:33:01 | 1:33:03 | |
Four, asides hisself. | 1:33:03 | 1:33:04 | |
When we go in, | 1:33:04 | 1:33:06 | |
warn a couple of our men you can count on to back us up. | 1:33:06 | 1:33:08 | |
Don't start nothin' till we do it. | 1:33:08 | 1:33:09 | |
We just want to be sure about Streak. | 1:33:09 | 1:33:10 | |
How will you do that? | 1:33:10 | 1:33:12 | |
Got a bullet we took out of Jim's leg. | 1:33:12 | 1:33:13 | |
Could be we'll find another like it. | 1:33:13 | 1:33:15 | |
I'll tell Teal Eye to wait back here | 1:33:15 | 1:33:17 | |
out of trouble till we call. | 1:33:17 | 1:33:19 | |
ZEB SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:33:19 | 1:33:20 | |
Got any ideas? | 1:33:20 | 1:33:22 | |
Just don't take any chances | 1:33:22 | 1:33:24 | |
on any more of our men gettin' hurt. | 1:33:24 | 1:33:27 | |
JOURDONNAIS: This is everything I have. | 1:33:31 | 1:33:33 | |
STREAK: Now, MacMasters is tryin' to be your friend. | 1:33:33 | 1:33:36 | |
ZEB: Bring you a couple of men. | 1:33:36 | 1:33:38 | |
THEY ALL TALK AT ONCE | 1:33:38 | 1:33:40 | |
JOURDONNAIS: Where have you been? What happened? | 1:33:40 | 1:33:41 | |
There's plenty of time for that later. | 1:33:41 | 1:33:43 | |
These boys got something to talk about. | 1:33:43 | 1:33:45 | |
Oui. | 1:33:45 | 1:33:47 | |
Streak, you know these fellers, don't you? | 1:33:47 | 1:33:49 | |
Howdy, Streak. | 1:33:49 | 1:33:51 | |
Yeah, last time we seed him back at the fort, | 1:33:51 | 1:33:53 | |
he was after Poordevil. | 1:33:53 | 1:33:54 | |
I got riled, that Indian wantin' my scalp. | 1:33:54 | 1:33:56 | |
He's cracked in the head, don't make sense. | 1:33:56 | 1:33:58 | |
Does to me. | 1:33:58 | 1:33:59 | |
Mightn't be here if it weren't for him. | 1:33:59 | 1:34:01 | |
No use holdin' a grudge. | 1:34:01 | 1:34:03 | |
You licked us once. | 1:34:03 | 1:34:04 | |
Now your outfit's in trouble, | 1:34:04 | 1:34:06 | |
and we're just tryin' to help you. | 1:34:06 | 1:34:07 | |
How? Who you gonna trade with? | 1:34:07 | 1:34:09 | |
Crows on the warpath. | 1:34:09 | 1:34:10 | |
MacMasters sent us on to warn you. Couldn't catch up. | 1:34:10 | 1:34:12 | |
BOONE: Which side of the river | 1:34:12 | 1:34:14 | |
did you come up? | 1:34:14 | 1:34:16 | |
This side, of course. Why? | 1:34:16 | 1:34:17 | |
You was doin' all right with that gun. | 1:34:17 | 1:34:19 | |
Just keep leanin' on it. | 1:34:19 | 1:34:21 | |
You wasn't on the other side at all? | 1:34:21 | 1:34:24 | |
You reckon we're crazy? | 1:34:24 | 1:34:25 | |
Them Crow are mean when they cut loose. | 1:34:25 | 1:34:28 | |
I aim to keep my hair. | 1:34:28 | 1:34:30 | |
Sounds right, don't he? | 1:34:30 | 1:34:32 | |
Yeah, sounds that way. | 1:34:32 | 1:34:34 | |
Sure, with the Crow against you | 1:34:34 | 1:34:35 | |
and without the Indian girl, | 1:34:35 | 1:34:37 | |
who you gonna trade with? | 1:34:37 | 1:34:38 | |
Sure. | 1:34:38 | 1:34:39 | |
What are you gonna do with your cargo? Why not sell it? | 1:34:39 | 1:34:42 | |
One reason - cos the Indian girl ain't gone. | 1:34:42 | 1:34:44 | |
Ain't gone? Where is she? | 1:34:44 | 1:34:45 | |
Back there in the woods. | 1:34:45 | 1:34:46 | |
ZEB: Wouldn't have believed it myself... | 1:34:46 | 1:34:48 | |
Couldn't you hear good where you was? | 1:34:48 | 1:34:50 | |
Get back. | 1:34:50 | 1:34:52 | |
Now just listen. | 1:34:53 | 1:34:55 | |
That makes you wrong, don't it, Streak? | 1:34:55 | 1:34:57 | |
Well, looks like we can make a better deal than afore. | 1:34:57 | 1:35:00 | |
That could be, but afore you start makin' a deal, | 1:35:00 | 1:35:02 | |
we'd kind of like to see one of your rifle bullets. | 1:35:02 | 1:35:04 | |
Bullets? | 1:35:04 | 1:35:05 | |
JIM: You got some, ain't you? | 1:35:05 | 1:35:06 | |
Why, sure. I got some extra in my pack. | 1:35:06 | 1:35:08 | |
The one you're carryin' will do. | 1:35:08 | 1:35:10 | |
You're welcome to some. Joe. | 1:35:10 | 1:35:11 | |
Let's see just one. | 1:35:11 | 1:35:13 | |
Like as two peas in a pod. | 1:35:38 | 1:35:41 | |
Ain't a doubt of it. | 1:35:41 | 1:35:42 | |
STREAK: Wouldn't start nothin', if I was you. | 1:35:42 | 1:35:44 | |
- Sic 'em, Boone. - Aah! | 1:35:44 | 1:35:46 | |
These are the ones that sicced the Crows onto us. | 1:35:59 | 1:36:03 | |
They ain't deservin' of it, | 1:36:03 | 1:36:05 | |
but I reckon you'd better bury them. | 1:36:05 | 1:36:07 | |
POORDEVIL SHOUTS | 1:36:07 | 1:36:10 | |
ZEB: Hey, Teal Eye! | 1:36:11 | 1:36:13 | |
Hey, Teal Eye! | 1:36:13 | 1:36:16 | |
'It was kind of tough, | 1:36:21 | 1:36:24 | |
'Teal Eye runnin' out on us after we near got her home. | 1:36:24 | 1:36:26 | |
'Weren't nothin' to do but keep on upriver, | 1:36:26 | 1:36:28 | |
'while Jim and Boone used Streak's horses to look for her.' | 1:36:28 | 1:36:33 | |
HE SHOUTS | 1:36:46 | 1:36:49 | |
SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:36:50 | 1:36:53 | |
Pete, get up front! | 1:36:53 | 1:36:55 | |
Tout le monde! Tirez! Tirez! | 1:36:56 | 1:36:59 | |
Tirez plus fort! | 1:36:59 | 1:37:01 | |
Tirez plus fort! | 1:37:01 | 1:37:03 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:37:30 | 1:37:32 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:38:02 | 1:38:04 | |
All ready? | 1:38:21 | 1:38:22 | |
Pull! | 1:38:22 | 1:38:24 | |
Pull! | 1:38:25 | 1:38:27 | |
Pull! | 1:38:31 | 1:38:32 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:38:37 | 1:38:40 | |
Talk English, hoss. | 1:38:45 | 1:38:47 | |
When the Indian girl went away, | 1:38:47 | 1:38:49 | |
we can't go upriver, we can't go downriver. | 1:38:49 | 1:38:50 | |
What can we do? Calloway, you tell me. | 1:38:50 | 1:38:52 | |
We've gone too far to quit now. We just got to... | 1:38:52 | 1:38:55 | |
INDIANS SHOUT | 1:38:55 | 1:38:58 | |
Indians! Get back here! | 1:38:58 | 1:39:00 | |
JOURDONNAIS SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:39:00 | 1:39:03 | |
Hold it. Hold your fire. Hold it. | 1:39:12 | 1:39:15 | |
Them's Blackfeet. | 1:39:15 | 1:39:16 | |
Ain't got no war paint on. | 1:39:16 | 1:39:18 | |
They're makin' a peace sign. | 1:39:21 | 1:39:24 | |
HE YELLS IN BLACKFOOT | 1:39:24 | 1:39:27 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:39:28 | 1:39:32 | |
Teal Eye sent them. | 1:39:32 | 1:39:33 | |
Teal Eye. | 1:39:33 | 1:39:35 | |
And they come to help us. | 1:39:35 | 1:39:36 | |
How do you like them apples, Frenchy? | 1:39:36 | 1:39:38 | |
We're gonna get there. | 1:39:38 | 1:39:39 | |
How do you like it, Frenchy? | 1:39:39 | 1:39:41 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:39:41 | 1:39:42 | |
Talk English, Frenchy. | 1:39:42 | 1:39:44 | |
This is already English. I like it fine! | 1:39:44 | 1:39:47 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:40:14 | 1:40:16 | |
Holy catfish! | 1:40:42 | 1:40:43 | |
POORDEVIL SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:40:43 | 1:40:45 | |
They's Blackfeet. Teal Eye must have brung them. | 1:40:45 | 1:40:47 | |
Yeah. | 1:40:47 | 1:40:49 | |
Hey! | 1:41:01 | 1:41:02 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:41:02 | 1:41:05 | |
'Teal Eye had sent them, all right. | 1:41:11 | 1:41:13 | |
'She weren't with them, | 1:41:13 | 1:41:14 | |
'but them Blackfeet towed us right to their camp. | 1:41:14 | 1:41:17 | |
'Then the tradin' began.' | 1:41:17 | 1:41:19 | |
'They was loaded with pelts and ready to trade.' | 1:41:29 | 1:41:33 | |
MAN SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:41:33 | 1:41:36 | |
He says they're good hides, | 1:41:39 | 1:41:40 | |
prime pelts. He worked hard for them. | 1:41:40 | 1:41:42 | |
Says you can have them. | 1:41:42 | 1:41:43 | |
Give him anything you want to. | 1:41:43 | 1:41:45 | |
Tell him to take what he wants. | 1:41:45 | 1:41:46 | |
ZEB SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:41:46 | 1:41:48 | |
ZEB: Yeah, them's good, Frenchy. | 1:41:50 | 1:41:52 | |
Best I ever seen. | 1:41:52 | 1:41:54 | |
Frenchy, I believe this is gonna be | 1:41:56 | 1:41:58 | |
the cheapest bunch of furs you ever bought. | 1:41:58 | 1:41:59 | |
Ah. | 1:41:59 | 1:42:01 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:42:01 | 1:42:02 | |
CHILDREN SHOUT | 1:42:02 | 1:42:05 | |
Jourdonnais give him three new blankets. | 1:42:18 | 1:42:20 | |
Every trip through camp, he wears a different one. | 1:42:20 | 1:42:23 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:42:23 | 1:42:26 | |
How about us goin' huntin'? | 1:42:40 | 1:42:42 | |
Looks like good country around here. | 1:42:42 | 1:42:44 | |
You go ahead. I'm gonna stick around. | 1:42:44 | 1:42:46 | |
Could be I got a reason to stick around, too. | 1:42:46 | 1:42:50 | |
Yeah, could be. | 1:42:50 | 1:42:53 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:42:57 | 1:42:59 | |
Calloway, what did he say? | 1:43:01 | 1:43:03 | |
Same as the rest of them. | 1:43:03 | 1:43:04 | |
Just took him longer to tell it. | 1:43:04 | 1:43:06 | |
HE SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:43:06 | 1:43:08 | |
'We had three days of tradin', good tradin', | 1:43:11 | 1:43:16 | |
'but no Teal Eye. | 1:43:16 | 1:43:18 | |
'Then one night, she showed.' | 1:43:18 | 1:43:21 | |
Could be the rest of you | 1:43:40 | 1:43:41 | |
better stand up. Teal Eye sets | 1:43:41 | 1:43:43 | |
on a pretty high roost in these parts. | 1:43:43 | 1:43:45 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:43:45 | 1:43:48 | |
She says she brings all of you greetings. | 1:43:48 | 1:43:50 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:43:50 | 1:43:51 | |
I told her we was much obliged to her for helping us. | 1:43:51 | 1:43:54 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:43:54 | 1:43:58 | |
She got a gift for you, Deakins. | 1:43:58 | 1:44:00 | |
It's a sign that means | 1:44:00 | 1:44:02 | |
"Plenty of everything and time to enjoy it." | 1:44:02 | 1:44:04 | |
SHE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:44:04 | 1:44:05 | |
Says she gives it to you because she loves you, | 1:44:05 | 1:44:07 | |
loves you like a brother. | 1:44:07 | 1:44:09 | |
From now on, you're her adopted brother. | 1:44:09 | 1:44:13 | |
Well, tell her that, um... | 1:44:15 | 1:44:17 | |
tell her thanks. | 1:44:17 | 1:44:19 | |
THEY SPEAK BLACKFOOT | 1:44:19 | 1:44:23 | |
Says she wants to thank all of you | 1:44:26 | 1:44:27 | |
for what you've done for her | 1:44:27 | 1:44:29 | |
and hopes your god will bless you. | 1:44:29 | 1:44:30 | |
I don't rightly know just why I come here, | 1:45:12 | 1:45:14 | |
exceptin' there's things I want to say to you, | 1:45:14 | 1:45:16 | |
and I don't know how to say them. | 1:45:16 | 1:45:18 | |
If we could talk, it would... | 1:45:18 | 1:45:20 | |
You don't have to be scared of me no more. | 1:45:23 | 1:45:27 | |
Here. | 1:45:28 | 1:45:29 | |
HE CALLS OUT | 1:46:01 | 1:46:03 | |
What's all the noise about? | 1:46:39 | 1:46:40 | |
They're celebratin' your wedding. | 1:46:40 | 1:46:42 | |
Wedding? You maybe don't know it, | 1:46:42 | 1:46:44 | |
but you're a married man now. | 1:46:44 | 1:46:46 | |
Married? And I ain't got nothing to say about it? | 1:46:46 | 1:46:49 | |
Wouldn't do you no good to say it. | 1:46:49 | 1:46:51 | |
Well... | 1:46:51 | 1:46:52 | |
Mornin'. | 1:47:20 | 1:47:21 | |
Labadie said you wanted to see me. | 1:47:21 | 1:47:22 | |
Yeah. Boone, this is | 1:47:22 | 1:47:24 | |
Teal Eye's father, Chief Red Horse. Hi. | 1:47:24 | 1:47:26 | |
Chief Red Horse wants to see you, | 1:47:26 | 1:47:28 | |
on account of he wants to know | 1:47:28 | 1:47:29 | |
how much you're gonna pay for his daughter. | 1:47:29 | 1:47:31 | |
Pay for Teal Eye? | 1:47:31 | 1:47:32 | |
You married her, didn't you? He gets paid. | 1:47:32 | 1:47:34 | |
Well, I reckon that's a custom. | 1:47:34 | 1:47:36 | |
Well, yes and no. | 1:47:36 | 1:47:38 | |
In this here particular case, it's yes. | 1:47:38 | 1:47:40 | |
Any particular reason? | 1:47:40 | 1:47:42 | |
Teal Eye wanted it that way. | 1:47:42 | 1:47:43 | |
She did? Well, what did she say? | 1:47:43 | 1:47:45 | |
Yeah, cos she wanted you to pay for her. | 1:47:45 | 1:47:46 | |
If'n you pay for her, you can feel free to leave, | 1:47:46 | 1:47:48 | |
leave any time you get ready. | 1:47:48 | 1:47:49 | |
What do you mean "leave"? Of course I'm leavin'. | 1:47:49 | 1:47:51 | |
You mean you... | 1:47:51 | 1:47:52 | |
The boat's goin', ain't it? | 1:47:52 | 1:47:53 | |
You ain't stayin'. You ain't. | 1:47:53 | 1:47:55 | |
Ain't got nothin' to stay for. | 1:47:55 | 1:47:56 | |
All right. | 1:47:56 | 1:47:58 | |
You tell her you was leavin'? | 1:47:58 | 1:47:59 | |
I ain't got no way of tellin' her. | 1:47:59 | 1:48:01 | |
Well, you better find a way. | 1:48:01 | 1:48:02 | |
In the meantime, you can pay Red Horse here. | 1:48:02 | 1:48:04 | |
BOONE: Sure. What does he want? | 1:48:04 | 1:48:05 | |
ZEB: He likes the rifle. He'll take your'n. | 1:48:05 | 1:48:07 | |
What? Won't he take nothing else? | 1:48:07 | 1:48:09 | |
Ain't she worth a rifle? | 1:48:09 | 1:48:11 | |
ZEB: He'll take that just for a starter. | 1:48:11 | 1:48:14 | |
Go on and give it to him. Go on. | 1:48:14 | 1:48:17 | |
And he'd like them horses you took. | 1:48:17 | 1:48:20 | |
Half of them is Jim's. | 1:48:20 | 1:48:22 | |
I give them to you for a present. | 1:48:22 | 1:48:25 | |
Un cafe? Un cafe chaud? | 1:48:33 | 1:48:35 | |
She's cold, eh, monsieur? | 1:48:35 | 1:48:37 | |
Cold? The water in the pot, | 1:48:37 | 1:48:39 | |
she freeze this morning about that so thick. | 1:48:39 | 1:48:42 | |
THEY SPEAK FRENCH | 1:48:42 | 1:48:46 | |
Eh, Calloway? | 1:48:46 | 1:48:47 | |
You're talkin' about winter comin' on us? | 1:48:47 | 1:48:49 | |
Yes, winter. | 1:48:49 | 1:48:50 | |
I'm thinkin' the same thing. | 1:48:50 | 1:48:52 | |
You know, Frenchy, I think you ought to get started downriver. | 1:48:52 | 1:48:54 | |
You got plenty of pelts. | 1:48:54 | 1:48:56 | |
It won't do you any good froze in up here. | 1:48:56 | 1:48:58 | |
Bon. This very morning, we go. | 1:48:58 | 1:49:00 | |
THEY SPEAK FRENCH | 1:49:00 | 1:49:03 | |
Goin' today, eh? | 1:49:07 | 1:49:09 | |
That's right. | 1:49:09 | 1:49:10 | |
Think he'll be goin' with us? | 1:49:10 | 1:49:13 | |
A man leaves when he ain't got nothin' to stay for. | 1:49:13 | 1:49:16 | |
If it was me... | 1:49:16 | 1:49:19 | |
Yeah, hoss, but it ain't. | 1:49:19 | 1:49:21 | |
HE BLOWS HORN | 1:49:29 | 1:49:30 | |
HE SHOUTS IN FRENCH | 1:49:30 | 1:49:33 | |
Well, I reckon it's time to say goodbye. | 1:49:58 | 1:50:01 | |
HE SPEAKS BLACKFOOT | 1:50:02 | 1:50:04 | |
SHE REPLIES | 1:50:04 | 1:50:08 | |
She says, "goodbye, my brother. | 1:50:08 | 1:50:10 | |
"Come back soon." | 1:50:10 | 1:50:12 | |
The sign she's makin' says her heart's yours. | 1:50:15 | 1:50:20 | |
Well...so long, Teal Eye. | 1:50:22 | 1:50:26 | |
POORDEVIL LAUGHS | 1:50:33 | 1:50:35 | |
So long, Poordevil. | 1:50:35 | 1:50:37 | |
Like your gun, huh? Uh. | 1:50:37 | 1:50:39 | |
Got plenty of shot, powder? Hmm. | 1:50:39 | 1:50:42 | |
Yeah. You got everything you want. | 1:50:42 | 1:50:44 | |
No got whiskey. | 1:50:44 | 1:50:45 | |
Next time up the river. | 1:50:45 | 1:50:46 | |
So long, Poordevil. I'll be seein' you. | 1:50:46 | 1:50:49 | |
POORDEVIL LAUGHS | 1:50:49 | 1:50:50 | |
HE SHOUTS ORDER IN FRENCH | 1:51:14 | 1:51:16 | |
Hurry up! | 1:51:18 | 1:51:20 | |
'Ain't it funny? two men is friends. | 1:51:26 | 1:51:29 | |
'Then a girl comes along, | 1:51:29 | 1:51:31 | |
'and pretty soon, they ain't friends no more. | 1:51:31 | 1:51:34 | |
'And now with one of them walkin' out | 1:51:34 | 1:51:36 | |
'on what the other'n would have give his right arm for, | 1:51:36 | 1:51:39 | |
'I kept wonderin' what they'd do to settle it.' | 1:51:39 | 1:51:41 | |
Boone, do you want...? No thanks. | 1:52:22 | 1:52:25 | |
GEESE HONK | 1:52:25 | 1:52:27 | |
Goin' south. | 1:52:30 | 1:52:32 | |
Everybody's goin' south. | 1:52:32 | 1:52:34 | |
Never reckoned he would, though. | 1:52:34 | 1:52:36 | |
Didn't think he'd leave her. | 1:52:36 | 1:52:40 | |
No use tryin' to knock sense into a body. | 1:52:40 | 1:52:42 | |
He's got to want to stay. | 1:52:42 | 1:52:45 | |
Playin' with that scalp again. | 1:52:47 | 1:52:49 | |
What'd you give him that for? | 1:52:49 | 1:52:51 | |
That were a fool thing to do. | 1:52:51 | 1:52:53 | |
Worse than that, the whole story were a lie. | 1:52:53 | 1:52:55 | |
What? His brother weren't killed | 1:52:55 | 1:52:57 | |
by no Indian at all. | 1:52:57 | 1:52:59 | |
Fell in the river and drowned. | 1:52:59 | 1:53:01 | |
He wouldn't believe that. | 1:53:01 | 1:53:03 | |
Nobody would. I just talk too much. | 1:53:03 | 1:53:06 | |
JIM: It's funny how a man gets ahold of an idea, | 1:53:17 | 1:53:20 | |
and everything changes that... | 1:53:20 | 1:53:22 | |
Well, glory, hallelujah. | 1:53:26 | 1:53:28 | |
I been thinkin' how many ways | 1:53:29 | 1:53:31 | |
a man can make a fool of hisself, | 1:53:31 | 1:53:33 | |
and I reckon I done most of them. | 1:53:33 | 1:53:36 | |
I ain't goin' downriver. I'm goin' back. | 1:53:36 | 1:53:40 | |
Could be she won't have me, | 1:53:40 | 1:53:41 | |
but I'm sure gonna find out. | 1:53:41 | 1:53:43 | |
I reckon she'll have you. | 1:53:43 | 1:53:45 | |
I'm hopin' so. | 1:53:45 | 1:53:47 | |
You got you a rifle? | 1:53:47 | 1:53:48 | |
Frenchy give me one. | 1:53:48 | 1:53:49 | |
Figurin' on makin' a little trade with Red Horse, | 1:53:49 | 1:53:52 | |
gettin' my own back. | 1:53:52 | 1:53:53 | |
Got plenty of powder and shot? | 1:53:53 | 1:53:55 | |
Well, not enough for... | 1:53:55 | 1:53:56 | |
I'll get you some. | 1:53:56 | 1:53:58 | |
JOURDONNAIS SPEAKS FRENCH | 1:53:58 | 1:54:00 | |
Everybody on board. | 1:54:00 | 1:54:01 | |
ZEB: Boone ain't goin' back. | 1:54:01 | 1:54:03 | |
I'm gonna get him some shot and powder. | 1:54:03 | 1:54:05 | |
JOURDONNAIS: Hey, Boone, | 1:54:05 | 1:54:07 | |
you stay? Very good. What I do with your money? | 1:54:07 | 1:54:09 | |
You'll have plenty when I sell the skins. | 1:54:09 | 1:54:11 | |
Just save it for me, Frenchy. | 1:54:11 | 1:54:13 | |
Bon. I'll save it for you. | 1:54:13 | 1:54:15 | |
So long, Romaine. See you next year. | 1:54:15 | 1:54:17 | |
Here's your shot and powder, hoss. | 1:54:20 | 1:54:22 | |
Anything else you need? | 1:54:22 | 1:54:23 | |
No, thanks, Zeb. | 1:54:23 | 1:54:25 | |
Au revoir. | 1:54:25 | 1:54:27 | |
Bye, Labadie. | 1:54:27 | 1:54:28 | |
ZEB: Well, best be goin'. | 1:54:28 | 1:54:31 | |
We got 2,000 miles to go. | 1:54:31 | 1:54:33 | |
You just got a step and a holler. | 1:54:33 | 1:54:34 | |
See you next year. | 1:54:34 | 1:54:36 | |
So long, Zeb. | 1:54:36 | 1:54:38 | |
Well, Jim... | 1:54:39 | 1:54:41 | |
Here's an extra shot bag. | 1:54:43 | 1:54:45 | |
There was times in the past days | 1:54:45 | 1:54:47 | |
I wanted to give it to you different. | 1:54:47 | 1:54:48 | |
You can still do it. | 1:54:48 | 1:54:50 | |
There'll be time for that | 1:54:50 | 1:54:51 | |
next year when I come back. | 1:54:51 | 1:54:53 | |
Well, I didn't think you had the sense to do it. | 1:54:55 | 1:54:59 | |
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