All language subtitles for Flap

(male #1)
Flap, stop. We dropped a box.

[cars honking]

Here comes Rafferty.

He's been following us
for about ten blocks.

- Write 'em up.
- Why? What'd we do?

It's my job to keep an eye on
trouble makers like you.

There's a law that says
them boxes gotta be tied down.

Whose law Rafferty? Yours?

You get back to the reservation
before I run you in. Hurry up!

Us Injun's only got one speed.

You should know that.

- You've been drinking again?
- I just in the house, sir.

I'm broke.

Where'd you get this junk?
Steal it?

We picked it up at the depot

and we're taking it
to Silver Dollars.

[vehicles honking]

(Rafferty)
Alright, let's keep it moving.
Keep it moving.

Flap, come on.

That wasn't a very nice
thing to do.

Here, sign.
If you can write.

Here.

I'm gonna see my lawyer.

Yeah, you do that, big chief.

Alright, let's keep on moving.
Keep on moving.

[instrumental music]

[truck engine sputtering]

[people chattering]

Excuse me.

Just set them down here,
anywhere.

Anything for me,
Eleven Snowflake?

What's this?
What happened here?

Oh-Oh, it fell off
the truck, uh..

Oh, this one got slightly
damaged there, you see--

I owe you five dollars
for delivering this stuff.

That's exactly what
these retail for.

Come on now,
Silver Dollar--

Oh, the workmanship
on these is so quaint.

Did your people
make them here?

No. Made in Japan.

You made your delivery,
now get out of here?

These retail for five dollars,
you wanna give me three?

(hooting)
Flap, Flap, look at this!

The Daily Independent pay me
for that obituary.

- Excuse me.
- Wh-What's an obituary?

It's a story
about a dead guy.

He died in Utah
about a week ago.

- What'd you write about?
- A lot of stuff.

- You wrote this?
- Yeah. It's all there.

- 12.50.
- Yeah, look

'I made up stuff about him being
a great chief and warrior.'

You know, fought against
the white man

for, uh, stealing the whole
damn country from us.

Why don't you guys go outside.
You're disturbing--

Exactly that way!

I-I said, uh, "he actively
resisted the advance

of an expanding America."

I said, you're disturbing
my customers. Outside!

C'mon! At least they
pay me real money.

- Outside. Outside.
- But did you see the check?

[Kenny Rogers singing
"If Nobody Loves"]

* We'll tend
to say this to us *

* The rivers to dust,
a world without trust *

* If nobody loves *

* There is no way to be brave
and nothing to save *

* The earth is a grave *

* If nobody loves *

* The sun is only a flame *

* If nobody loves *

* Who but ourselves
can we blame *

* Nobody *

* So write your name on the sky
tomorrow we must try *

* We might pass it by *

* If everyone loves *

* Children hold hands
and decide *

* Between peace and pride *

* Is God on our side *

* If nobody loves *

* The sun is only a flame *

* If nobody loves *

* Who but ourselves
can we blame *

* Nobody *

* So write your name on the sky,
tomorrow we must try *

* We might pass it by *

* If everyone loves *

(Flap)
I'm gonna see my lawyer.

- Wounded Bear!
- Hey Flap, come on in.

I found a fascinating treaty.
Come in and listen to this.

Well, wait a minute.

- "The Chiefs and a head man--"
- Hey, can we beat this?

Let me-Let me see it.
What-what is it?

- Where did you get it?
- Uh, damn Rafferty.

Rafferty?
That's hopeless.

It says here in the treaty--

All these treaties,
can't beat a traffic ticket.

'You can't expect to find
a traffic ticket in a treaty?'

Flap, take my check
and pay the fine.

- What is it?
- He sold a story.

That's not really a story,
it's only an obituary.

- Well, they paid you for it.
- They paid you an advance?

We're going over
to the place to celebrate.

- You want to come along?
- Yeah, I'd like to come.

[dogs barking]

[engine starting]

Come on, come on,
get on, will you?

Now, if you ever need any help
or legal advise

you come to me.

Thanks a lot.
I appreciate it.

[indistinct chatter]

[dogs barking]

Get off. What do you guys think
this is, a rest home?

[dogs barking]

[horse neighing]

Ah, shut up!
Or I'll belt you.

[hens clucking]

Oh, boy!

- You know what I think?
- Hey, pull my leg, go on.

I think you ought to
sell him for dog food.

Some day he's going to be
a damn fine...riding horse.

(Eleven)
Hey, Storekeep,
open up three bottles.

(Flap)
'Make that the good booze.'

[Flap whistling]

Thank you.

- Hi.
- Hello, Flap.

Hi, Bear.

- Lobo.
- Larry.

[instrumental music]

(Storekeeper)
'I outdone myself
with this batch.'

I tell you this stuff's
fit for a chief.

Here's to that
old guy who died.

Now wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

- Who's gonna pay for this?
- I am.

And I'll take my change in cash.

(Bear)
'Oh, damn! I didn't know this is
the obituary of old Iron Wolf.

He was last great, uh,
revolutionary.

Why? You know him?

Hey, Flap, you know
when I first saw him

I was a little kid
this high.

- Are you kidding?
- Oh, no, no.

He-He rode in right
through here.

Uh, there. And he had
with him, oh, I'd say

maybe four, five hungry,
worn-out warriors.

- Four or five, huh?
- That's all.

And the government,
you know, was cutting

the whole gosh darn reservation,
right in half.

And old Iron Wolf
was ready to fight 'em.

[both laughing]

He'd take on the whole
United States army.

- Flap.
- Yeah?

When I first saw him there..

...he was old, bloody
and beat up.

'Oh my God, the way that man
sat on that horse.'

I wanna drink to that man.

And to the next
great Indian uprising.

[explosion]

[baby crying]

[explosion]

- Look, they're doing it again.
- I know, I'm gonna call..

Can't you guys stop that racket
for just one night?

(male #2)
Tell it to the boss!

(Flap)
I'm gonna tell you
something else.

- If we don't..
- What? Not again, please.

[explosions continue]

I guess, you're right.

Nothings ever going to change.

- We'll just sit on our butts.
- 'I'm in.'

- We're fine.
- Hey, come on, sit down.

- Uh, I-I'm out.
- Take over from there.

four, six..

Hey, now.
What's wrong? Huh?

So, you have to celebrate
with those drunken bums, huh?

Oh, come on, Ann,
why don't you

stop being so damn
"holier than thou".

You've changed, Eleven.

(Flap slurring)
'...pushed around, cheated.'

He's changed you.

Yeah.

(Flap)
'Well, damn us to hell.'

[explosion]

Don't have to hide them bottles.
Ain't no tribal cop.

My kid can't sleep
again tonight.

- How is the baby, Luke?
- Worse.

Ann, ain't you got something
a little stronger

than those aspirin tablets?

I don't know, but I'll look.
Have we dad?

- 'Don't think so.'
- 'I better call a doctor.'

He'll be walking all night.

Luke, take the pick up.

(Luke)
'Thanks, Flap. Thanks a lot.'

[explosions continue]

I'm...pissed off!

- At what?
- Everything.

Like, in this day and age when
guys are walking on the moon

another guy has to go 15 miles
to-to call a doctor

who probably won't come anyway.

What are you
so griped about, Flap?

[slurring]
I'm generally griped about..

...things in general.

Like-like-like them old Romans
feeding Christians to the lions

and the Christians for
burning all of them people.

And the-And the US cavalry

and the lousy
Sand Creek Massacre.

Flap, that was 80 years ago.

The only good guy on our side
was George Washington.

(Flap)
'And boy-boy, what an arm.'

'The way he threw that dollar'

'like nobody ever
threw it before.'

'And I don't want to hear
none of you guys smearing him.'

- 'You understand?'
- None of us smeared him, Flap.

[dog squealing]

The thing I'm pissed off
is most about..

...is that lousy bull dozer..

...not giving that little kid
a chance to sleep.

Things could be worse,
we don't live so bad.

You call four walls
made out of

Coca-Cola signs and spit..

...houses?

Yeah, but some got electricity
and inside plumbing.

You know what the trouble
with you is?

You won a couple of medals
in the war.

'You were a sergeant, got
used to ordering men around'.

That doesn't give you
the right to tell us what to do.

Why did you have to come
back here anyway?

Because I'm stupid.
And because this is my home.

Flap, sit down,
play some wampums.

I'm not gonna sit around
on my butt.

Listen, you guys.

Look, Lobo, we've been pushed
around long enough.

Look you can't take
on the whole damn US army.

No, they got too many guys.

Can't fight a stand up
war with..

[explosion]

Uh, but there is something
we can do.

Like what?

You know that article
you wrote for the newspapers?

I don't want to hear
anymore about it.

This boy has got brains,
he-he can write.

I'm talking about...
public relations.

I'm bleeding.
I'm bleeding down here.

Hey, just a minute--

That's the way
we're gonna fight.

'Ain't nobody gonna help me?'

- Just put him over there.
- If you unmanned me..

- The word is "emasculate".
- Let's check him out.

Pull his pants out, will you?

[groans]

Let's see that guy.

You mean, public relations
means that Eleven's

gonna write another article
about another old guy that died?

Lobo, it's not exactly
like that, Lobo. It's--

- I'll kill you, Flap--
- Shut up.

If worst come to worst, I'll
do your love-making for you.

Lobo, it's making people
pay attention to us.

It's making people
take notice of us.

- Give me some whisky.
- Where am I hurt?

Only problem
is the thirst behind.

Flap, we got the short end
of the stick.

No, we got the long end
of the stick.

The whole damn stick
rammed right up.

[groans]

[explosion]

(Flap)
There goes that damn
thing again!

Help me!

- Damn them to hell, Lobo.
- You're right, Flap.

[speaking in foreign language]

Come on, you guys, you're only
going to get into trouble.

[weeping]

- Flap, come quick.
- What the hell is going on?

It's scared off my dogs.

[indistinct chattering]

Give me. Give me.

Oh, come on fellows,
come on back.

Leave these dogs.

Hey, you wanna come
stay at my house?

No, no. She'll be back.

You still think so,
after all these years, huh?

- You see?
- Uh, yes.

She go back
along that road.

Ah, she'll be back.

[explosion]

Damn that!

Damn it! Wait a minute
I think I broke it.

Oh. Wait a minute.

[moaning in pain]

Wait a minute.

Wasn't there some old fellow
buried out here somewhere?

Yeah, a long, long time ago.

You know, he could've been
out there some where

or over there or it could be
right around here some place.

That makes this ground
kinda special.

- Don't it?
- It's hallowed.

This ground is sacrosanct.
That's what it is.

Is what?

Lobo, those guys are tearing
up our holy burial ground.

- Oh, no.
- Yeah.

It's illegal, damn it.
We'll sue them.

Somehow we'll stop 'em!

Hey, this'll make a great
public relations story.

- Yeah, he's right.
- Oh, come on back, fellows.

Come on, look,
the booze is on me.

- Come on, huh?
- We got business.

Oh, fellows, come on.

You idiot, what are you
standing there for?

- Get out of the way.
- I ain't going no place.

Oh, what's going on, Bill?
What the problem now?

This guy's either drunk or
crazy. And he won't move.

Hey, look buddy, you're gonna
have to move out of there.

I ain't moving till you guys
stop all this racket.

Now, look, your counsel agreed
to the right of away

for this highway.

We don't need no damn highway.

Look, pal, we got a job to do.
Just step out of the way.

You are desecrating
a holy burial ground.

Well, if you don't get
your butt outta there

this will be an Indian
burial ground.

Gee, boss, look.
The whole damn tribes--

I don't care what
the hell they got out there.

I got a time contract
on this job.

Now, move out.

Please, gentlemen,
please, no violence.

This can all be settled
in the court.

The court?

- Who the hell is this anyway?
- That's my lawyer.

These rock spread dangerous
hazard to my men

and I'm moving 'em outta there.

Now, go on with your job.

Now, you either get out of there
or I'll get rid of you myself.

Reconsider.

One of you guys
go help, Mr. Lyon.

Don't hit them first.
Just defend yourselves.

[indistinct chattering]

[clamoring]

(Lyon)
'Bill, you let him in there,
your fired.'

What the devil are you doing
now? Get me outta here.

Get that truck maniac
out of that thing.

Put the bucket down.

- Watch out.
- What are you doing now?

'Hey, fellows, cut it out.'

[indistinct chattering]

Oh, Lobo, I'm sorry.

[indistinct chattering]

- What the hell do I push?
- The lever on your right.

- Push it forward.
- Push. Right.

- 'No. Your other right.'
- That is my right.

[comical music]

There's too damn many
levers on there.

You got be an octopus to drive
one of these damn things.

- Damn key.
- Where is the damn key?

Now, you shut up.
You come inside and stop it.

[music continues]

That's no way
to run a revolution.

Where is the steering wheel?

There is no steering wheel.
Use the paddle.

- Oh, to hell with it!
- Don't push that one.

Here, sir. Let me help you.

Get your hands off of me.

Look out!

[indistinct chattering]

'Look out!
Look out!'

[indistinct chatter]

There's no damn brakes?

Watch out, it's falling in.

That's the shortest truck
I've ever seen.

Look, up there on the hill.

[men hooting]

I'm not gonna risk
anymore damage.

Get the boys and clerks
we're getting out of here.

(Lobo)
The cliff!

'Get off of that machine.'

'You better jump.
Get off of that damn thing.'

'You're gonna go all the way.
Jump!'

Hold it, Lobo.
It's going over.

[explosion]

- Hey, you know what I think?
- What?

I think those damn things

gotta have
a steering wheel on them.

(Eleven)
Oh, I'm gonna write
the hell out of this.

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[people laughing]

[music continues]

[people cheering and laughing]

[joyous laughter
and chattering continues]

[music continues]

[ball room music]

[music continues]

[music accompanied by singing]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[fast-paced pleasant music]

What? What happened?

[groaning and grunting]

W-what..

[horse neighing]

(Flap)
'Beige Palm, I'm busy,
don't horse around.'

(Flap)
'What the hell
are you staring at?'

Come on, beat it.
No privacy around here.

Beige Palm, I'm in no mood
to screw around.

(Lobo)
'You ain't gonna to try
to ride him today, are you?'

'Not after last night.'

- You wouldn't believe me.
- Yeah.

What happened?

Well, seems to me, we had a
nasty bout with a bull dozer.

Seems to me like somebody
hit me in the head.

- Quite a few people hit you.
- Who all hit me?

Oh, I don't think
I hit you, Flap.

- Uh-huh.
- Yes, you didn't.

First there was
the bull dozer fellows

and then it was
Dorothy Bluebell.

No!

- Haven't you go it on yet?
- Yeah, yeah.

Oh, don't fool around.

[mumbling]

- Here, you can have this.
- What? What's that?

Tobacco, it's good
for his worms.

- Oh.
- Yes.

What the hell is
Bluebell sour about?

Oh, you were making
love to Anette.

Well, making love to Anette
seems very reasonable.

Yeah.

Bluebell said she'll kill you
if it happened again.

Easy.
Oh-oh-oh-oh.

Easy, boy.
Here we go.

Easy. Hold 'em.
Hold it. Hold it.

[mumbling]

Hey, he's alright.

Alright, move away.
Move away.

O-o-h. Hey-hey-hey.
Is the day..

[horse neighing]

[up-beat music]

[children laughing]

Hey, Eleven, pull it.
That's it.

- Hey, Flap.
- What?

That's the most that horse
has ever been rode.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.
- Easy.

He's damn fine riding.

[horse neighing]

[dogs barking]

Hello, Flap.

[dogs barking]

Hi, Larry.

Oh, it's nice to see
the Tribal Police Department.

Together, all at
once...this way.

You ain't exactly
surprised, are you?

Uh...no, not exactly.

Flap, just what the hell
did you do last night?

Uh..

Well..

Well, one thing
and another. We..

Almost everybody is gathering
for a meeting over at the hall.

But, it somehow wouldn't
seem...complete without you.

(Larry)
'So, would you mind?'

Oh, I don't know, Larry. I..

I'd like to come to a meeting.

We'll follow you down.

Okay.

- What the hell is that, Larry?
- That's your bull dozer, Flap.

It's kinda interesting.

Yeah, I wonder
what happened to it?

Yeah, I wonder.

(Lyon)
'This is an itemized list
of all my equipments destroyed'

in addition to
the lose in man hours.

The total figures
are run in the bottom.

Now, I personally assure
Mr. Lyon that if anybody here

knew anything about
what happened last night

he will speak up.

- Oh.
- Hey wait.

Come on,
what's to do this?

- I was only trying to stop you.
- I'll tell you about it.

I knew it!
I knew it!

That's him! Those are
the ones right there.

Well, that's why
we're standing up.

But, what I want
to know is uh..

... what the hell
is he doing here?

I'm representing the
County Sheriffs' department.

We got our own Tribal Police.
We got Larry--

Whole thing started on
the New County Highway.

So, w-what--

The council has already
voted to give Mr. Lyon

the right of way
to build his road.

We're now talking about
compensation for the damage.

- Do you understand?
- No, I don't understand.

Who voted for this? I didn't.
Did Eleven, did Lobo vote?

We're trying to settle this
peacefully and unofficially.

Oh, yeah,
unofficially, yeah.

I doubt that you're gonna
get much outta this, Mr. Lyon.

Storekeep's the only one that's
got any money or property.

But me, I was, I was trying,
I went outside and all of--

Why don't we
get on with it.

Assault and battery and
destruction of private property.

Look, He was trying to run over
me with his bulldozer..

What are you talking about?
You're the one that wrecked it.

I was stopped it
when your man deserted it.

Deserted it?
He was jerked outta it!

I don't care
how you twist the facts.

'A $33,000 bulldozer
and a $3,000 truck'

'were completely destroyed.'

I don't know
how much they're worth.

I admit they were
a little damaged.

A little damaged?
Did you see that pile of junk?

Doesn't look that bad.

And besides, he was
desecrating hallowed ground.

He was also
disturbing the peace.

- Whose peace?
- Mine, I got rights!

Legally that doesn't
matter anyhow.

I mean, he's guilty
by his own admission.

I'm going to advise this council
to let Sgt. Rafferty

place, Flapping Eagle
under arrest.

Just a minute.
This is an unofficial meeting

and suddenly you got
Flapping arrested.

You stay out of this.

[indistinct yelling]

You're lucky they don't
throw you in jail.

Maybe that will
teach you something.

What are you working
so hard for Rafferty?

- You're part Indian yourself.
- Would you shut your mouth!

You keep your hands
off of that.

I gotta know what I'm
being arrested for.

Hold it!

Stop!

'Seize and desist!'

Just what'd you think you're
doing here, Wounded Bear?

Wounded Bear Smith
and I am representing

my client, Mr. Flapping Eagle.

He took a six months
correspondence course

few years ago. Tacked a "Mister
Smith" to the end of his name

now he thinks he's a lawyer.

Mr. Lyon's bulldozer
was about to demolish

the holy grave of one
of our ancestors

and that is illegal.

You're telling me
one of our ancestors

is buried
out there somewhere?

Yeah.

Larry, what'd you
know about this? Larry?

Probably way before my time.

There's no mention of hallowed
ground anywhere in that survey.

Oh, Lyon.

I have here a document
that will prove our case.

It's a treaty dated 1893
and signed by

the commanding officer
of the United States Army.

(Wounded Bear)
'"In the course of
all living things'

'"there must come the sorrow
that we know as death.'

"As it must come to the giant
tree on the mountains..

...and so, so, so it, uh.."

Well, go on with it,
on with it!

I, I think that since
Mr. Flapping Eagle

has had the courage to defend
the last scared resting place

of his ancestors. I feel that
he should read this document.

- Here you go.
- I don't wanna read it.

This is my first case.

[chuckles]

Uh..."The giant tree
on the mountain.

So it must come to
the...tiny flower of the field."

Uh, May I?
Thanks.

"And so must it
come to all men.

Thanks.

"Each of us, in the past
has disturbed

'"the holy last resting
place of the other.'

"In the..

"...in the future,
we will each respect

'the final resting place of the
other as if it were our own."

Article three,
excuses me, Pageas.

"If any holy place
must be disturbed

"then it will be
done in agreement

"and good faith with the men
of both...our nations.

'"Our agreement will last longer
than any heart shall beat.'

'"It shall last so long
as the mountains shall stand.'

'And so long as the rivers
shall flow down to the sea."'

Article four,
"It is stip..

Stipulated.

- "Stipulated and agreed by"--
- Pardon me.

- Let me see that document.
- What if that's a forgery?

Forgery, pardon me. There's a
copy of this in State archives.

We're gonna check out
that document.

- You better, boy.
- I'll do that.

You're not outta this.
You'll be in jail before this..

You talk to my lawyer, eh?

Do I have the tribe's permission
to move that grave?

- Yes, yes of course.
- Alright.

I'll be out there and move
that grave any place you want.

Well, that's very nice.

Eagle, you better
watch your step.

One way or another, pal,
I'm gonna get even with you.

You gotta watch
that rotten temper.

[discordant singing]
* All we gotta do is
find that grave *

Fellas, fellas.

Fellas, listen to me!

Now, I got something
I gotta tell you.

Well, it's about
that there treaty.

I ain't happy about it,
I had to..

I had to leave out
the second page.

- Why?
- Yeah, w-what's it say?

It says that, a man can do
anything he wants to

with the grave as long as
it's long enough away.

Well, how far is far enough?

It's about as far as a man can
throw a rock as big his hand.

I'm pretty dam sure that grave
is more than a mile

from that there construction
rolled out that way.

- Alright, turn here.
- Huh?

- Gotta find that scared grave.
- What for?

We're gonna have to
desecrate it.

[country music]

(Flap)
'Those guys are gonna
be there in less than a hour.'

'Alright, Wounded Bear,
where is it?'

Come on, think, will you?

(Wounded Bear)
I think it's over that way
or a little farther.

(Flap)
How much farther?

(Wounded Bear)
Uh, I ain't sure exactly.

[music continues]

Maybe we passed it.

Why don't we try there
by that bridge?

(Flap)
We ain't got much time.
Which way now?

(Wounded Bear)
'It ain't at all familiar.'

'I think we're getting close.'

- 'Try over there!'
- 'We just came from there.'

(Flap)
Lobo, stop this truck.
Stop this truck.

Everybody shut up.
Turn off the motor.

Now just give this poor man
a chance to think.

Now where is
that damn grave?

I told you,
it was long time ago.

Try to think,
we're going to jail, you know?

That's right. Look,
when did you last see it?

Eh, uh, Wounded Bear,
where you going?

I told you I'd find it.

My store!

This is going to save my store.

- Kinda hate to touch it.
- Yeah.

Well, we better.

And fast.

[funky music]

Hey, this looks better
than the original.

Yeah, pat it in.

- Hey, they're coming.
- Hey, hide the shovels.

It ain't over.
Let us play ball.

Here, here, center to me.

43, 92 hike.

Hike, hike.

Pass.

(Flap)
'Hello, Mr. Lyons.'

Um, uh...here it is.

It's nice to see your smiling
face on my reservation.

I never noticed
these rocks here before.

That makes me feel a whole lot
better about you, Mr. Lyons.

I mean, I couldn't imagine
you knowingly disturbing

a holy resting place.

- I got a right to move it now.
- Right.

Billy, get a couple of boys
up here with shovels.

One of you men with shovels
come up here.

You see, Mr. Lyons, it's just
that this particular chief

uh, White Cloud
meant a lot to all of us.

(Flap)
'Well, we hate to see his
remains tampered with it.'

Well, it kinda..

...kinda breaks my heart.

This grave is gonna be moved.

Sure, our hands are tied.

It's a shame to move him
after all these years.

What is right is right.
We gotta...obey the law.

I'd still hate to fool
with that grave.

[dog whimpering]

[dog barking]

Get off dog!
Go on.

Get off!

Get off of that.

Come on, leave the nice
little doggie alone, will you?.

It ain't yours.

I happen to like him.

Who's buried here?

Who died?

The devil is he
talking about?

Who is this old man?

What does he mean,
who's buried here?

- It's bad enough desecrating--
- I wanna talk to--

Please don't talk to
this old gentleman like that.

- I just asked who he is.
- She'll-be-back-pretty-soon.

- Who'll be back pretty soon?
- That's his name.

- Wait a minute.
- No, no.

He's waiting for the girl
he married many years ago.

She went into the city
and she never came back.

He sold his house and bought
this car to look for her.

The thing doesn't work.
He sits here watching the road.

He just says,
"She'll be back pretty soon".

And that's why his name,
She'll-be-back-pretty-soon.

- That's a stupid name.
- Was your mother Morning Glory?

- Flap, I warned--
- I came here to bury an Indian.

- Can we get on with that?
- Oh, please, Mr. Lyons.

You said you would move
the grave wherever we wanted.

- Yes, that's right.
- We found a real nice spot.

Where?

- Well, it-it's just a mile..
- A mile?

- Why don't I kick this guy?
- Wait a minute.

I said I'd move the grave
wherever they want and I will.

Start digging, boys.

Try not to disturb it
too much, uh, boys.

[singing in native dialect]

[singing continues]

- Is that it?
- Yes, sir.

I still don't see the difference
between this place

and the thousand
others closer.

This is the best place.

- But why?
- It has to do with, uh..

Spirits, uh, inner voices,
the direction of the sun, uh..

They're crazy Mr. Lyons.

Gee, I thought you'd understand,
being Half-Indian.

A white man will
never understand

the workings
of the Indian's mind.

- One last thing.
- What's that?

The old fellow got a real nice
round trip out of it.

[up-beat music]

[horse neighing]

[music continues]

Come on, Dark Meat.
Play fair.

[horse neighing]

[music continues]

[crash]

[laughing]

Did you have to break
our one damn chair?

An Indian's horse is supposed
to be his best damn friend.

So you wanna get tough, huh?

You gonna try him again?

I think...he's had enough
of one day.

- Well, we're in the paper.
- Oh, let me see it.

Where's it?

What is it?

"Drunken Indians attack
construction crew."

- Hmm-umm.
- But who wrote that?

"Destroy bulldozer?"

It says, you destroyed nearly
$40,000 worth of equipment.

(Eleven)
"Rampaging Indians."

(Eleven)
'Whoever wrote this'

'twisted around nearly
everything I said.'

It does say that the fight
was started because of..

...because the construction crew

was desecrating
sacred burial ground.

Well, there's something
in our favor.

[horse neighing]

What the hell
are you doing?

Flap, don't let him
drink it all.

Hey, come on. Give me that.

[laughing]

Just, just look at
that beautiful animal.

That's the homiest beast
I have ever seen.

What's special about him,
is all guts and height.

He's one, he's one
hell of a man.

You know, sometimes
you can learn more

from a dumb horse
that you can from anybody.

And learn what?

Just learn to be like him.

Not to let anybody
push you around.

You're not going on with this
uprising are you, Flap?

Yeah.

I am.

Have you all forgot?

Geez, have you all forgot?

Does it mean anything to you,
the-the way we live?

Are you satisfied
that 400% more..

Mo-more than 400%,
what was it about them kids?

400% more Indian kids
die before their year old

than any other kids
in the country.

Yeah. Are you happy..

...that the average Indian
makes 600 bucks a year?

- Flap.
- Yeah.

What do you want to do now?

Me..

...or us?

I'm with you.

- Yeah. Lobo?
- Oh, yeah.

Wounded Bear?

I'll go through
every treaty I have.

Maybe something
will help.

We'll make out a new press
release and take it in tonight.

I'll take care of it.

Can't you see, you're ruining
all the hard earned goodwill

between us and white people?

What goodwill?

'Some of us feel it's better
to go on the way we've been.'

Making a little gain
here and there.

Nobody is paying any attention
to some of you.

Oh, all you do is stand around
here getting drunk all the time.

Look, just look.

'Forcing alcohol
down that poor beast!'

It's inhuman.

You poor boy.

Come here. Come, come here.

'Come here.'

Old Flap taking
on H-Bomb.

And you taking
on that girl, Ann.

I got a sneaking hunch,
both you fellows

are in the same kind
of trouble.

(Lobo)
'What do you mean?'

Neither one of you
ain't never gonna ride

neither one of them.

Listen, have you, uh,
thought about the press release?

Oh. yeah, right here.
Listen.

"Only a 100 years.."

[indistinct chatter]

We, of the Indian nation--

This is an announcement that
you're startin' a revolution?

And since we're gonna revolt,
that ought to make news.

Well, it certainly
is frightening.

What valuable piece of property
are you gonna destroy next?

Oh, we're not gonna
destroy anything, sir.

- What we're gonna do is build.
- Build what?

Mister, why don't you just,
uh, read what he wrote?

- Yeah.
- Look, like he says here.

"Uh, we must,
uh, introduce.."

"To the sacredness
and and anonymity

some fresh air
of the new Indians."

That's right.

"A fresh era of new honesty
and integrity. A fresh era

of the new greater Indian,
freedom and equality."

As you can see we wanna build
a feeling in people for..

- ...well, for other people.
- Yeah.

Gentlemen, that is certainly
not news worthy.

If we raise enough hell
,maybe it will be.

If you do that,
I'll be glad to interview you..

...in jail.

Well, you don't give
a damn, do you?

Give a damn about what?

[instrumental music]

Ah, I had put my guts
into this story.

Now, maybe it makes
a revolution, uh..

...more interesting, if, uh,
if nobody's on your side.

I am.

When you have a story
that will do you some good..

...bring it to me.

The name is Gus Kirk.

[instrumental music]

Car twelve.
Give me Sgt. Rafferty.

[music continues]

Yeah?

Ah...we're looking for job.

Got a union card?

Uh..

You got to belong to
a union to-to do that?

That's right.

Now, why don't you guys
just head on back

to the reservation, huh?

Hey, wait a minute.

Is that, is that
you're truck over there?

Yeah.

Maybe I do have a job
for you. Come here.

[mellow music]

Hey, uh, how's it going
with you guys?

- Huh?
- I mean, uh, your revolution.

- Oh, pretty good.
- Oh, yes?

- We just started ours.
- Oh.

- More or less.
- Yeah.

How many people
you guys got?

- Oh, about 25 million.
- And how may you got?

- Five.
- Five million?

No, no. Just, uh, five.

This car is gotta be
cleaned out.

I'll give you buck an hour
to clean it and haul it away.

And, uh, let me know
when you're through.

Okay.

No, no, no.

Wait.

Oh, somewhere

just around in the corner
of my mind, I..

- I've got it.
- You got what?

The idea..

...for the next big move
in our revolution.

Oh, can you give me a hand?

Well, it's coming to me
like, like a word

on the tip of your tongue.

Well, whatever it is, it's..

...it's sure a beaut'.

If you just stop
thinking about it..

...maybe it'll pop out.

Yeah, I'll try that.

[train chugging]

Hello, Eagle.

Flap.

[groans]

What did you do that for?

- Is it bad?
- I don't know. We'll see.

- It better not be.
- Come on, let me see.

Starting a fight
and assaulting an officer.

You three are under arrest.

If you'll arrest them,
you'll arrest me too.

- Mr. Lyons--
- I started this fight.

You know I did,
because you set it up for me.

Mr. Lyons, I was just trying
to be helpful. You were losing.

I was. But I wanna lose
my own fights.

Now, if you arrest anyone,
you arrest me too.

Do you want
that kind of trouble?

I thought you and I
were friends.

Whoever gave you that idea.

- How's his head?
- He's gonna need a doctor.

No, I need a drink.

You son of a..

What're you hanging around
for, Rafferty?

You're gonna
book us or what?

Oh, where's my hat?

Here. Here.

Easy. His skull
might be cracked.

You act like
they tore your head off.

He's gonna need
more than a drink.

You're right.
I need two.

- You're going to a hospital.
- Ah, come on..

You're gonna see
a doctor anyway.

I know a place where
the drinks are free.

- Free drinks?
- That's right. Free drinks.

[laughing]

(Flap)
'Wrong Ball.'

(Flap)
'Oh, yeah.'

Good one.

Wait, wait.

- What?
- It-it's my shot.

What am I shooting at now?

'Six ball, side pocket.'

Ain't got a clear shot, huh?

How's your head feel?

It's good stuff.

By the way, I've been
meaning to ask.

- What?
- What was the real reason?

What was what?

The real reason
for that free for all you..

...you started
the other night.

You might say
I was opening guns for a..

Kind of a revolution
which we are..

...we're cooking up.

A revolution?

Yeah.

[chuckling]

'You're turn, Mike.
Quarter on this shot?'

Well, what the hell
is so funny, pal?

Nothing.

- So?
- Nothing.

You know I ain't exactly
fond of you three guys.

Yeah?

I do think that
your people have been

stepped on long enough.

'Quarter you owe me.'

Eleven, it's your shot.

Oh, yeah..

Well, here you are.

Well, this..

You a captain or a major?

Oh, captain in the, in reserve.

- Ackdoom.
- Flap was a sergeant.

He's the second most decorated
Indian in the whole world.

Is that true?

Oh, yeah, yeah,
I was decorated.

With seven pieces of shrapnel.

Well, wha-what gonna happen
to that then?

Oh, insurance coming
to take care of that.

Great.

Hey, Flap, look at that.

- That's a reservation.
- Uh-huh.

You know what that is?

Yeah, that's, uh, a map
of the road I'm building.

Yeah, I see.

And this is the,
this is the highway, right here.

Yeah, and right here
is where we buried him.

No, no, right here
is where we dug him up.

We buried him way down
there off the map someplace.

Yeah, we buried him down there,
but we buried him here first

after we dug him up
down there, right?

That's right.

I knew I never saw
that grave before.

By God, I knew it!

oh, we-we better
shove off.

Ackdoom.

It's still early.

You, uh..

Do you wanna bum
around this for a while?

Well, yeah.
You got any ideas?

Oh, we..

...pay social call on the..

...on the trade wench.

- Oh..
- Umm..

What's the matter?
Why not?

What's a trade wench?

Well, it's a, uh, it's a kind
of prostitution house

where a lady friend
of mine works.

I haven't been to
a whore-house in long time.

It's not a good whore-house,
it's very..

Oh, you wouldn't like it.

You oughtn't to be
anywhere near that.

Bluebell is gonna kill you.

Well, I-I can handle Bluebell
just like that.

How about it?

Well, this is Muscles.

Hello.

- Hey, hey, you guys go first.
- Come on.

What, a grow man afraid
of one little girl?

- I'm not afraid of her.
- Come on.

[laughing]

(female #1)
'Oh, hi, Flap.'

- Hi, pretty lady.
- Hi.

- Well, how's things been going?
- Well, nice and quiet.

I don't want those men
to see me here.

Would you like to, uh,
go to my place?

- Yes.
- I'll be there in little while.

You can go out
that door. There.

Alright.

'Now, what are you gonna
have, fellas?'

(Flap)
'Well, Mike, uh..'

Oh, make it scotch
all the way around.

Including the young ladies.

[whistling]

(Flap)
Who is, who is
this stunning blonde?

Sedie, tell the big jerk
to drop dead.

Now, now, deary.

This is Paularada
and Paulie.

- And Dorothy Bluebell, sir.
- Well, tha-that's Mike.

Look, why don't we all
kinda, kinda sit down, Bluebell.

It's better not to have to stand
in this same room

with some people, much less,
sit in the same table.

Do you understand?

Bluebell..

Shut up.
Will you shut up?

Come on, now, Bluebell.
You know how I feel about you.

Yeah? Yeah, then why,
why didn't you come back

and explain to me
what you did.

- Because you swore to kill him.
- Oh, will you cool it?

Honey, uh, I was gonna
come right back

and I-I apologize but, honey,
I didn't think you'd believe me.

Well, I might, I might
have believed you.

Why, why?

Why?

Uh...well, Eleven,
will you tell her?

Uh..

I think she'd believe you, Flap.

Well-well, sure she would.
Go ahead, Flap.

Well, somebody tell me.
Tell me.

Honey, I-I was so ashamed
of myself. I mean..

You know, when I come
to my senses and..

...and-and they told me about,
Anette and me being in that..

...in the back room, together.

Yeah. We thought he was gonna
break down and cry.

- Didn't I?
- Oh, it was terrible.

Yeah.

Then why did you
do it to her?

Uh, honey, I..

I-I know this is going
to be difficult to understand.

Honey, do you know
that I was so drunk..

...that I thought
it was you?

What do you mean
you were so drunk?

Nobody get's that drunk.

You know me so many years.

Oh, she-she's
a skinny brunette.

Honey, it was damnest thing
that ever happened to me.

I-I went kind of blank.

That's right. Later on,
when he found out about it

he was crying like a baby.

- Didn't I? Yeah.
- Yeah, like a baby.

Oh, come on, now.

You really felt bad?

Oh, I thought I'd never be able
to look in the, the eye again.

You know, it took
all three of us

just to drag him
down here tonight.

Oh, yeah, I thought we'd
never get him..

It wasn't that hard, fellas.

Oh, maybe.

But you can understand
how a girl's feelings

could get hurt?

Honey, what-what I did
was-was terrible.

Okay?

Hey, do you wanna come
with me to Rodeo Sunday?

Are you riding?

Well, I gotta pick up a few
bucks for the traffic ticket.

Yeah, I'd like to go
to the Rodeo with you.

That's my little girl.

Oh, I forgot. Listen,
I gotta go out for

a-a little while.

- Now?
- A half hour or so.

- You wait here for me.
- Oh.

- You promise?
- Yeah, I promise.

(Bluebell)
So long, fellas.
See you later.

- 'Bye, Bluebell.'
- 'Take it easy.'

(Flap)
'Uh, hurry back.'

[instrumental music]

No, no, stop, stop.
Not again. Not again.

Lobo, if I don't say hello,
the-the lady's feeling

will-will be hurt.

That ain't the kind of feelings
you got in the mind.

I'm just gonna be nice, polite,
and pay my respects.,

...to that gorgeous,
gorgeous brunette.

Alright, alright, but..

But don't you pay nothing
but your respects.

Lobo, you worry too much.

[music continues]

[engine cranking]

[people chattering]

Oh, that stupid car
wouldn't start.

Everybody here got
a little drinky?

- Yeah.
- Umm..

Where's Flap?

- Flap?
- 'Hmm.'

Uh, he-he, well,
don't worry about him.

We-we'll help you get
the car started.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, listen,
we can use the-the truck.

- Come on, we'll get you--
- No, forget it.

Where-where did Flap go?

He-he just feels real sick.
He's in the men's john.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I better go help him.

No, no, he feels
really rotten.

Yeah, he'll feel
awful bad if you saw him.

- It would be embarrassing.
- Yeah, come on.

[screaming]

Oh, never mind, keep going.

[screaming]

(Bluebell)
'I am done with her
when I get a chance!'

Next time I'm gonna
slice your blonde head and..

- Embarrassing.
- Flap!

Did you think
she was me this time too?

Bluebell, will-will you
try to understand?

No. No, no, no.
I'm gonna fix you.

I'm gonna fix you so
that you'll never do this again.

Listen, there-there
are people here.

- You lousy two-timer.
- You do it all the time.

But I'm a professional.

[music continues]

Hold on!
I will put on my pants.

What the hell's the matter
with that dame?

But we can't sell any ammunition
or gun from the reservation.

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, Flap.

Flap, here's one.

Says, we own all the fishing
rights in the Ariba River.

(Flap)
Oh, that river's been dry
for 30 years.

Came to pick up
the empties, Flap.

Well, you better pay me.

What do you mean?
I brought you fresh bottle.

- The good stuff?
- Yeah.

Okay, leave it inside.
Alright, right over the bay.

Right here.

Anything left unattended
on the reservation

becomes a property
of the tribe.

Hey, we-we got a gun?

Well, it's just
a triggy dated 1884.

It says that, "Any property
left unattended or otherwise

"on an Indian the reservation

"and said left
unattended property

belongs to the Indian
or Indians who find it."

'That's all.'

Hey, I've got it.

Whoa!

- I've got it.
- You got what?

The idea.

[laughing]

Oh, boy.

Well, I should say, it got be
a little, uh, a little risky.

Life and limb risky
or jailbreak risky?

Maybe both.

And it's gonna take
a lot of guts.

As long as it's not completely
suicidal, I'm with you.

That's my boy.

Where're you going?

[laughing]

What's your idea, Flap?

Here's the spread that cuts
off onto the reservation.

And that switch
controls it.

That switch?

Hasn't been used in more
than 20 years.

You mean if..

If we can switch that train
off on a reservation then..

Then we own it
according to the treaty?

[laughing]

And this time you better be sure
about that treaty.

I am.

Here get her up.

Hit that.

That's good.

- Come on, give me a hand.
- Push.

Come on.

'Push.'

It works.

What about the people
on the train?

(Wounded Bear)
'That will be kidnapping.'

- Flap.
- Yeah.

Listen.

- If it's a freight train.
- Yeah.

There's only people
in the engine and the caboose.

Yeah.

We can swipe rest
of the train out from..

...from between 'em.

We're stealing seven eights
of a train.

And I can write
the hell out of that.

- I guarantee television.
- You can, huh? Right.

And Lobo.
You gotta be our switch-man.

But you gotta switch
at the right time.

- Oh, I can do it, alright.
- Yeah, yeah, sure.

Look, Lobo.
Try to think hard, uh.

Switch up,
engine keeps going straight.

Switch down, trains goes
on to the reservation.

Switch up, caboose goes
straight.

- You got it? Uh?
- Yeah.

Now, you-you say it back to me.

Uh..

Switch up and that, uh,
the train keeps going straight.

It goes that way. Yeah.

The train keeps going straight.

- That's right.
- Uh..

Switch down and the train goes
on to the reservation.

That's right.

- The switch up..
- The caboose, the caboose?

And up, caboose goes straight.

Yeah. Yeah, But you
can't take long to decide.

And Lobo, you can't be wrong.

Look, engine goes by,
switch down.

The caboose, switch up--

Flap, Flap. Now, don't throw too
damn much on me all at one once.

Alright, alright.
Look, we'll practice, uh.

I'll be the engine.
Okay.

I'm coming down the tracks.

[imitating train]

- What do you do?
- Throw switch up.

- No!
- Yes!

- He's right.
- What do you mean?

He's right.

Yeah, yeah that's,
that's right.

Yeah, switch up.
Alright now.

Now, the train is coming by.

[imitating train sound]

- What do you do?
- Uh, switch down.

Train goes on, uh,
on a reservation.

That's my boy.

Alright, you guys.

We're going up the line
to find a place to jump on.

No, you-you stay here
and-and practice.

- Come on. Hey, Eleven.
- Don't you worry, Flap.

- Ain't nothing to it.
- Come on.

Hey, we're counting on you, uh.

Engine goes by, switch down.
The caboose goes by, switch up.

Engine goes by,
switch down..

[instrumental music]

[train whistle bellowing]

[train chugging]

Hey, look out!

- Come on, get closer.
- I can't.

Jump in! Jump!

[instrumental music]

Look out!

[music continues]

Flap, watch out.
'Flap.'

Who in the hell
put that damn thing there?

It's dangerous.
Go on back!

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Switch up, engine goes straight
down the track.

Switch down, train goes off
in a spur.

Switch up, caboose goes straight
down the track.

Oh.

[train whistle]

- Watch for Eleven.
- I told you I could do it.

It worked. It worked.

It was easy!

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[screaming in joy]
Hey, Eleven.
I've done it alright.

- I've done it alright.
- Great going, Lobo!

[screaming continues]

I told you.

Lobo!

Lobo, the caboose!

Lobo!
Lobo, the caboose!

Switch up, Lobo!

Yeah, but you guys were great.

It really wasn't tough at all.

I just...threw the..

The switch, oh, God.

Yeah, yeah..
Whoa!

[laughing]

Hurray!

[indistinct singing]

[music continues]

[dogs barking]

[helicopter whirring]

[whirring continues]

I want to go on record to say
that in my whole career

this is the first time
I ever, ever lost a train.

Well, thank you very much, sir.

[indistinct chattering]

[horse neighing]

One train we picked to steal, it
knocked you out of a job, huh?

How'd you like that, huh.

(male reporter)
'And, what is your name?'

- This is quite a story.
- Yeah.

Getting coverage
all over the country.

I wonder how it happened.
Did you do it?

Come here.
Come on.

Glad you got here.

Mr. Gray,
this is, Silver Dollar

the man
I was telling you about.

Do you or any of
your tribe members

have any idea how
this train came to be here.

I can't tell you how
but I can..

I can probably tell you,
tell you why.

Oh?

Looks to me like some Indians
got mad about

the way they've been uh..

About the way they've been
pushed around and..

...did this to..

...make people notice 'em.

So you see, it's impossible
for these boxcars to be

separated accidently.

How do you explain it then?

Otherwise,
why should they steal a train?

Pretty good, huh?
Making off with a whole train.

Well, like, somebody did.

You feel then that somehow
this train was stolen?

- Well I--
- No.

Not necessarily you know.
I hear some of these

railroad fellas uh,
they drink.

You know. An awful lot.

- Thank you very much, sir.
- Goodbye, goodbye.

[horse neighing]

There he is.

That's Flapping Eagle.
The one in the middle.

[neighing continues]

Mr. Eagle.

I'm Steve Gray.
Investigator for

the district attorneys office.

Oh, how are ya?

Mr. Dollar, here, feels you may
know something about this.

Why should I know about this?
What're you telling everybody?

- That I know somethin--
- Alright, back off.

- Don't touch, don't touch.
- Excuse me, sir.

Flap couldn't have
been involved.

- He was with the three of us.
- 'Mr. Gray.'

Hold it, hold it.

He's the biggest headache
we have reservation.

I'll handle
my own investigation.

It was him alright.

Alright, Rafferty,
that's enough.

Do you uh,
have any idea

how this train got here?

Uh..

Teenagers.

You stay here.

Our immediate problem is getting
this train back to the city.

Oh-o, you,
you can't do that.

This train ain't uh,
movin'.

Who says so?

May uh..

May I present uh..

...my lawyer,
Wounded Bear.

- Smith.
- Oh, of course.

Wounded Bear Smith.

According to this treaty,
anything left unattended

on this reservation
belongs to our tribe.

What the devil
we gonna do with it?

The way us Indians live,
we can use it

as a long,
thin apartment house.

- Hey, that's pretty funny.
- Hey, hey, hey.

This is gonna be
your school room.

Hey, Flap,
this one's air conditioned.

We can make
it into a super market.

Super market? What're ya trying
to do? Put me out of business?

Over here!
Eleven!

Look at this one over here.

This makes a great pool room
and recreation hall.

Flap, stop this nonsense
you've started.

[horse neighing]

Mr. Gray,
you can take the livestock..

...but we're moving in tomorrow.

We don't want the train.
All we wanna have is no trouble.

You better make up your mind,
what the hell you are.

You're gonna
wind up like, Rafferty..

...half Indian.

I ain't.

[dog growling]

Doggie, doggie,
you shouldn't have done that.

Hey, Raff, let me give you hand.

Oh, Raff, okay.
Come on, don't get so mean.

He didn't mean it.
Oh, gee, I'm sorry.

[horse neighing]

Hey, Raffy, come on
don't be a sour head.

Here,
that's it.

[gun shot]

[horses neighing]

[crowd clamoring]

[neighing continues]

Hey, old man.

[dog barking]

[dog growling]

Come on, get those
ducks moving, will you?

Hi, Flap.

Oh, Running Springs..

...take my place,
got a southern exposure.

The third one down.

Hey, will you move those ducks?

How you doing, Flap?

Hey.

How are you, Captain?

Kinda funny how that train
got into the reservation.

Yeah, kind of funny, ain't it?

What do I do next?
Got any suggestions?

No. I'd turn it over
to my sergeant.

Carry on.

Will do.

[gun shots]

[dog whining]

- Hey, what's the noise?
- Go back.

What happened?

My dog's down there.
Go-go-go back.

Go back.
Go back.

(old man)
'Come back to me.'

'Don't be frightened.
Come to me.'

Rafferty?

[old man grunting]

[panting]

[speaking in foreign language]

[crow cawing]

[playing shakers]

I wish him forever.

Air and water.

Good friend.

Fine man.

[playing shakers]

I'll remember.

Good thoughts moving.

With light upon your face.

Returning spirit.

Good man.

[instrumental music]

Raffy, I admit
to swiping that train.

I knew you were behind it.

Who helped you out?

There's no use
getting anybody else involved.

It-it-it's just me.

Alright, keep talking.

Look, Rafferty,
I'm gonna let you take me in.

Why?

'Well, things just
got out of hand'

an-an-and I know...look, look,
ju-just do it, alright?

Don't bring half the force
to kick the hell out of me.

I can't make it
for a couple of hours.

- You stick around.
- Yeah.

[insects chirping]

Alright, get in the car.

Ah, you're gonna
have to take me.

[crickets chirping]

[car honking]

[glass shattering]

[utensils crashing]

[glass shattering]

[grunting]

[cow bell ringing]

[cow bell ringing]

[glass shattering]

[instrumental music]

They got him to a hospital.

But I hear he's pretty bad.

Just lie still.

[helicopter whirring]

It's the county police.

Where do you
think you're going?

I gotta get to my place and pack
and head to the highway.

You get out there
and stall him.

Wait, wait.
Go on.

[whirring continues]

Sorry about your roof.

Oh, that always happens
in a high wind. It's alright.

We're looking for
a man called, Flapping Eagle.

- Eh, Flapping who?
- Eagle.

We heard
he hangs out here.

- Oh that Eagle, eh?
- We haven't seen him.

- We'll just take a look around.
- Would you care for a...

- They're coming in.
- Let me take a look.

- Capt. can you make it?
- Yeah, sure.

Sure, come on.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Grab the saddle,
you can sell it.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Looking good.

You'll never make it
to the highway.

(Larry Standing Elk)
'The county police
are all over the reservation.'

You're a cop beater.

I think you'd be
doing yourself a favor

if you turned
yourself over to me.

Oh, Larry..

...you, eh, you know
I'm not gonna do that.

I was afraid
you'd feel that way.

(Larry Standing Elk)
'Alright, we'll wait here.'

Suppose I went up there?

I doubt if you
could make it up there.

- Flap...Flap.
- Yeah.

I don't think
that truck can make it either.

[horse neighing]

H-Bomb...H-Bomb, come here.

You can't
ride him when you're--

[indistinct chatter]

Alright, come on.

Alright, alright.

[horse neighing]

What you gonna do, Larry?

Well, I gotta go act
like I'm looking for you.

Thirsty, huh?
Huh? Yes.

Now, he's gonna cooperate.

I ain't too sure
about this, Flap.

You two ain't
never got together sober.

H-Bomb..

...you and I've had
a lot of fun and all but..

...I'm in big trouble
now, see..

...I gotta go up
into those mountains.

You're gonna take me, huh?

Okay, buddy? Huh?
Come on, have some more.

Have some more.

That's it, boy.

H-Bomb, do me a favor?
Don't screw around.

Gi-give me a hand, will you?

H-Bomb,
come on.

[horse neighing]

[instrumental music]

Open the gate.

[music continues]

Look, that's him.

This is car 12, we spotted him.

Look like he's
headed up to the Bakers.

[helicopter whirring]

[music continues]

[whirring continues]

Him.

Come on, now.
Get lost.

[whirring continues]

[music continues]

[gunshot]

[music continues]

No, no, no, the
old Indians used it in the..

...must've meant something.

All you had there
was a lotta smoke.

How are you supposed
to signal somebody to come?

I dunno, but I do know
you ain't doing too good.

- Think you can do better?
- I think anybody could.

Watch this.

Ah!

What are you guys smoking?

Flap!

You mean, you
really got our signals?

Must have been
a secret message.

I see, he was burning
the blanket afterwards.

Hey. Stop.

[laughing]

How'd you ever
train him so good?

Yeah, he don't mind
being a rouge.

Just unlike all that horsemen.

Hey, old boy.

Hey, we got a bottle.
You wanna drink?

I could use one.

How's Rafferty?

He's a...alive.

There's a lot of people
down here

who'd like to
see you tarred and feathered.

Yeah. Well...thanks.

I got the answer.
You're gonna be alright?

- Yeah, I'm gonna be alright.
- He's right. Listen to him.

'This's signed by
the Vice President'

United States, 1953.'

Tells us of "Any man
so much of the white man's law

"uses fire arms,
with intent to kill

"or results in
the death of any Indian

"on this reservation--

Got that?

"Then all the land
as far as a man can walk

"between sunrise
and mid-day

"shall revert back
to this tribe"

Rafferty, violated this treaty
when he shot the dog.

And She'll-Be-Back-Pretty-Soon,
did because of that.

- That's right.
- That's right.

And they shot
at you, with intent.

Well, if this thing is legal.

We can claim
a hell of a lot of land.

A lot?...Hell, we..

...we can claim..

...the city.

What?

- We can?
- Yeah.

That's right.

And legally, we can.

- Hey, can we, Flap?
- You're damn right, we can.

No, no, no, wait a minute, Flap.
You can't go in the city, yet.

Well, somebody's got to go.

Flap, they're
gonna put you in jail.

Then, you do it.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

(Eleven Snowflake)
'So by marching on the city,
at least we'll prove to people

'that we're
trying to do something.'

'Now, this is
our one real chance.'

The only way it'll work,
is for us to stick together.

All of us.

What are we standing around,
listening to him for?

He's nothing but a kid.

We have to
make people realize

that we believe
in what we're doing.

And that our
claim to the land is real.

(male #3)
'He's just
gonna make trouble.'

Wait a minute.

Listen, this is
something that we have to do.

Ah, you don't know
what you're talking about.

(Flapping Eagle)
'You're right, Eleven is crazy.'

You know, I-I look at you
and I wonder what happened

to men like our fathers
and our forefathers.

(Flapping Eagle)
'Silly men who died
for silly words'

'like, like
freedom and justice.'

'But I guess times
have changed and so have we.'

And living here,
the lousy way we do

is exactly what we deserve.

Anyway, nobody
is asking you to fight.

(Flapping Eagle)
'We're just gonna
deliver a piece of paper'

that will do
our fighting for us.

Because let's face it,
that's what we've become..

...Paper Warriors.

Well, maybe I'm crazy
like, Eleven, but I'm going

along to deliver that paper.

- Flap, going in there is crazy.
- I just made a big speech.

Flap, they're
still looking for you.

- They'll recognize you.
- No, they won't.

Flap, they'll throw you
in jail.

Well, you guys
are so tough to get along with.

[people chattering]

[drums beating]

[indistinct chatter]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

* We've been
homeless too long *

* Looked over too long *

* It's time now
it's time *

* Oh brother it's time *

* Give us our land *

* Give us our land *

* Give us our land *

* Give us our land *

* It's time now
it's time *

* Oh brother it's time *

* Oh we've been
homeless too long *

* Looked over too long *

* It's time now
it's time *

* Oh brother it's time *

* Give us our land *

* Give us our land *

* Give us our land *

* Give us our land *

* It's time now
it's time *

* Oh brother it's time *

* It's time now
it's time *

* Oh brother it's time *

* Give us our land *

(male #4)
'Give us our land.'

It's alright officer,
these gentlemen here

are spokesmen
for this group.

Gentlemen,
my name is Harris.

I'm special advisor to
the mayor on Indian affairs.

Ah, His Honor, has
already seen a photostatic copy

of the treaty and
has studied it quite carefully.

And I can
assure you, he'll do

everything about it
as soon as possible.

[cars honking]

'Give us our land!'

[honking continues]

'Give us our land!'

'Give us our land!'

I can assure you people that
everything's been taken care of.

So, if you'll just clear
the streets, move along now

you've created quite enough
congestion, well, just--

Just stay where you are,
nobody move.

To hell with the traffic.

We're here
to see that treaty honored.

I know, I can
speak for the mayor

when I say that
I do respect your treaty.

And I do respect deeply
any annulled commitments

'and agreements
made by the government.'

Then in the name
of our Indian Nation

we claim this city.

- Right.
- How dare you?

Who do you think you are?

Me, uh, I'm just an Indian.
An Indian who claims this city.

- I-I-I--
- Or an Indian who claims

that the United States
is a liar.

I-I-I assure you,
your treaty will be honored.

That's real fine of you, sir.
An-and I want you to know

that nobody
has to move out, yet.

You can still use your homes

and your place of business
just like normal.

We're gonna be a lot nicer
to you, than you were to us..

...when you took our lands
and our homes away.

Your treaty will be honored if
after verification of the facts

and thorough
expert study of the document--

'E-ex-excuse me, sir,
and who are the experts?'

The Federal Government,
of course.

Oh, no-no Indian experts?

A-a-are you
questioning the honor

of the United States government?

Now, what Indian
can never question the

honor of the
United States government?

You all simply go peacefully
back to the reservation.

'A-a-and get out
of the streets--'

If you don't mind, sir,
we'll camp on our land

and wait for the answer.

- Everybody, sit down.
- Yeah, yeah.

Come on, sit down
where ever you are.

But-But getting a
final answer might take years.

Sit down everybody.

What the hell,
we've waited this long.

(altogether)
Give us our land.

- 'Give us our land.'
- 'Give us our land.'

- 'Give us our land.'
- 'Give us our land.'

I gotta get through.

Let me speak to him.

As chief of your tribal council,
I demand you get on your feet

on go home.

He's the one
who started all the trouble.

That's him, Flapping Eagle,
the cop beater.

[indistinct chatter]

[chatter continues]

[gunshot]

What the hell happened?

Where's my cap?

What?

What was the ruckus about?

Some Indian got shot at.

He was making a fuss
over something irrelevant.

[dramatic music]

Give way,
give way.

- You shouldn't take--
- Just leave us alone.

We're taking him home.

Quiet!

If any of you think..

...that killing
this man is going

to change our minds,
you're wrong.

(Eleven Snowflake)
'You have called us
the vanishing Americans.'

'But we have not vanished..'

'...and we are not going to.'

'We are on our feet now..'

'...and we are not
going to stop moving..'

...until we finish
what we started here today.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

* There is no way to be brave *

* And nothing to save *

* The earth is a grave *

* If nobody loves *