All language subtitles for Buckskin.2021.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse neighing)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(man grunting)

(man screaming)

(men shouting)
(guns firing)

- Sir.
- What is it, Patrick?

- Dispatches.

- Who else has seen this?

- Nobody.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- [Captain] Speak.

- Captain, a word
from the North.

- [Captain] Go on.

- The natives ambushed
William and his men

on their journey home.

- The count?

- 17 dead.

- I meant the pelt count.

Any losses?

- The men were found
naked and scalped.

And there were no
pelts left behind.

- 17 men dead, you say?

- Yes, sir.

When we found them, they were,

animals had already begun
to pick at their flesh.

- Savages.

Very well, have the men
gather their carcasses

and return back to camp

so they can give
them a proper burial.

You're dismissed.

- Levi was with your son when...

- Dead?

- Missing.

- Where did this happen?

- At the foot of
the Buckskin Forest.

I sent a scout team,
but with the rumors...

- There is a man in camp
that cooks for the others.

Wears a wolfskin cap.

Do you know him?

- Porter.

Yes, sir.

- You send word that I
wish to speak to him.

- Yes, sir.

(chickens clucking)

- What's the news?

- Take a small team
of men up North.

Have them bring shovels.

Dig a hole about a
hundred meters from town.

When they're done, have
them show you where it is.

- Baiting fox for the winter?

- Digging a mass grave.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(bells ringing)

Porter.

- What's the point of
being alone in a church,

you can't be alone in church?

- My apologies.

The captain would like
to speak with you.

- I'll have a word
with my captain,

after I'm done having
a word with my God.

- I'm afraid your God can wait.

(footsteps thudding)

- You can leave us.

Sit?

- You sent for me?

- From what I'm told,
the men enjoy your food.

- Well, I'm pleased to
hear you say that, Captain.

- Tell me, how does a
trapper become a cook?

- A plague that takes the
lives of both his children.

And a vow to protect what
little family he got left.

Then, the winters are less
harsh here in the fort.

- I take it that you've heard

about the men coming
home from the North?

- Yeah, I just prayed
for their souls.

I heard about William.

My condolences.

It's always difficult to
accept the loss of a son.

- My son ought to have
been a general by now.

It's far more difficult to
accept failure than death.

- Well he died with his men.

There's honor in that.

- Were you aware that my
grandson, Levi, was with him?

He's gone missing.

And alive, dead, I don't know.

- I'm sorry for your pain.

Levi and my son were,
they were very close.

- Josiah, You were always
loyal to the company,

to the men, and to me.

The others got used to
taking orders from you.

You were as strong as they come.

- Sir?

- The Ree are ruthless.

But when it comes to finding

my grandson my own
resolve meets theirs.

- Yeah.

Perhaps you can
send a team of men

up the north trails before
any winter snow blows

in and covers up those tracks.

- We are 17 men short
of what we were.

Soon to be 18.

Tell me, what men can I spare?

(sighing)

- What is it that you
ask of me, Captain?

- Your mind wanders.

- I'm sorry.
- What is it?

- I am to go up the
north trails tomorrow.

- For what purpose?

- [Porter] The captain's
grandson, Levi,

has gone missing up there.

- And he chose you?

Why?

- This is what he asks of me.

- Why not one of the other men?

Someone younger?

Someone who traps for a living?

- I'm going to need you to cook
for the men until I return.

- Where?

- Where what?

- Where on the trail?

The women here talk.

I know those men were
ambushed at the foot

of the Buckskin Woods.

- They were looking
for a quicker way home.

- A home they never arrived at.

We both know that place is evil.

At least see her before you go.

Her fortune might persuade you

to think twice about
the captain's orders.

(light piano music)

- Strong.

Ashamed.

- That was my past.

I'm interested in my future.

- Indeed.

Many men are, but the truth...

- There's a difference?

- One cannot have a future

without first
accepting the truth.

They are one and the same.

(dramatic orchestral music)

You will have a long
journey to a familiar place.

A place with a past
filled with agony.

The same as yours.

And there is death in the trees.

Blood in the water.

You will not
survive the journey.

- You can see my death?

- [Woman] You will not
survive the journey.

- I've survived
those woods before.

- Death never makes
the same mistake twice.

(coins clanking)

(door clicking)

(knocking on door)

- First things first.

If the pelts are lost,

I won't go up the
trails looking for them.

The deal is for
Levi, and Levi alone.

Anything else is going
to add a week or so

to the trip and
that's with packmules.

- Understood.

- Second, I'm not
winding up scalped

on the edge of the riverbank.

If I spot even one
native tailing me,

I turn and make
back for the fort.

- Agreed.

- There are no
posts that far over

so I'm going to be on foot.

When I make it to
the woods I'm going

to need both of my
hands free anyway.

- All right.

Anything else?

- Is there some kind
of reward for this?

I'd hate to leave my wife, Cora,

in a bind if I wind
up lost or dead.

There's $100 bonus

from the Southwest Fur Company

for the man that brings
my grandson home.

I pray that that man is you.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- [Cora] What news?

- $100 bonus from the
Southwest Fur Company.

- Not him.

What was your fortune?

- I didn't go see her.

- Why not?

- With the amount of
native blood I've spilled?

- Saving that boy will
not bring ours back.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- You'll be all right.

Make sure you feed my men.

(door squeaking)

- [Henry] Porter.

- Henry.

- You're leaving?

- Yep.

I got to make the best
of whatever decent
light I have left.

What is it, Henry?

- It's just, how
is it that you run

into the forest when
others run away from it?

(sighing)

- When my son passed,
Levi came by and visited,

brought piles of
fresh cut dry wood.

Nobody asked him to do it.

Nobody told him, he just did it.

- Godspeed.

- All right.

Henry?

Would you look after
my wife until I return?

- [Henry] Captain.

- Leave us, Henry.

- You sent word for me?

- Captain.
- Excuse me?

- You sent word for me, Captain.

When you're in this
house you will address me

by my proper name and my rank.

I am positive that
I have earned it.

Sit.

Sit down!

So the cook came to
see you, did he not?

You may speak freely here.

- Yes.

- Captain!

- [Woman] Yes, Captain.

- And you told
him of his future?

- Yes,

Captain.

- And what did you tell
him about his future?

- I told him the truth.

- [Captain] Which is?

- I told him he would not
return from his journey.

- Tell me, witch,
your father was Pawnee

and your mother was white.

How does one come
to do what you do?

- Before my father was murdered,

he taught me the Pawnee rituals.

Many of which allow me
to see into one's future.

- The future?

- Excuse me, but I
do not understand

what you want from me, Captain.

- I want you to tell me
what happens to my grandson.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Why are you following me?

Hello.

- Howdy.

I didn't mean to frighten you.

- Do I look frightened?

- No.

(chuckling)

No, you don't.

Well actually I was just hoping
maybe I could come with you.

- No.

My journey is dangerous

and you being the way you are,

you're just going
to slow me down.

You should make back for
the fort before night falls.

- Well why is it I
can't be a trapper?

- You're weak.

I've seen animals
larger than you kill

and eat other animals that
are also larger than you.

- I have other skills.

- Skills?

Such as?

- I can trap.

Small animals.

I can build fires.

- I don't need a cook.

- I can gather wood.

Kindling.

- I can manage myself.

The answer is no.

(spitting)

(gun cocking)

(gun firing)

- I can't go back this soon.

The men at camp
don't respect me.

Okay?

They just make jokes about me.

They said I wouldn't survive
the night out on the trail.

- I've seen many men
stronger than you go out

and brave that trail and die.

Or wind up missing.

- Not you.

And you could teach me
the art of survival.

- What's your name?

- Myles.

- Well, Myles, why don't
you gather some wood

and make us a fire.

We'll make camp here tonight.

But you'll head back to
the fort in the morning.

All right?

Tell the men I demanded it.

Tell them, tell them that you
saved me from a wild boar.

And when I return I will
tell them it's the truth.

- Really?

You'd do that?

For me?

Why?

- Go on.

- Yes, sir.

(dramatic orchestral music)

So, I did good, yeah?

- Yep.

You keep the flames low
or surrounded with rock.

That will keep the wolves at
bay if they don't see the fire.

Here.

(sniffing)

Step one to surviving the trail,

eat your meat without
looking at it first.

So, who is she?

- Huh?

- The girl you're
trying to impress.

- I wish it were that simple.

So you're going after the
captain's grandson, yeah?

- [Porter] That's right.

- [Myles] I heard he might
be hiding in the Buckskin.

- Do you find it hard
being the way you are?

- Sometimes.

Sometimes you can't do what
other young men can do,

but I

find purpose.

- Purpose?

What purpose?

- It's not something easy
for a trapper to understand.

- Well I'm not a
trapper anymore.

Just a cook.

- Yeah.

Our scars only remind us
that the past was real.

Before I came to Kingston, my
brothers and I lived upriver.

One night the
Arikara came through.

Must have been 10 of
them, on horseback.

I offered them my
pelts, you know.

But the Ree wanted something
else, I don't know.

They held each of
us to the flame.

One by one.

The thing I remember
most is the smell.

Burning flesh.

Sometimes when I'm asleep...

Do you ever wake up because
you feel like you're falling?

(dramatic orchestral music)

(laughing)

Yeah.

Sometimes I wake up feeling
like my skin's on fire.

So I try to concentrate
on the things I can do

rather than the
other way around.

- And yet here you are
pretending to come along with me

and win the favor of the other
trappers back at the fort.

(laughing)

- Well, I am human.

Yeah.

- Myles, do you drink?
- Drink?

- Yeah, do you want a drink?
(arrow thudding)

(eerie ambient music)

Here.

(Myles groaning)

(whistling)

- We've got company.

- Gentlemen.

- I heard about your
little hunt last night.

(speaking foreign language)

- There is a white man
that hides in our trees.

- On the trail?

- We don't want his
stench covering our land.

- Your land?

All right.

I guess we can call
it that for now.

- What's this?

(speaking foreign language)

- For the scalp of
the man in the woods.

- Savages.

- Business is business.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Drop the blade!

- Drop the blade, trapper!

All of it.

Do you know where you're going?

That there is the
Buckskin Woods.

A man would be crazy
to go in there.

- I'm here under Captain
Coleman's orders.

- Who?

- Captain Coleman.

Of the Southwest Fur Company.

- [Man] That name
don't mean squat to me.

- And who sent you?

Akira?

Or his dog Keokuk?

I thought I smelled
cowards for hire.

- Tie him up.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Come on.

- Water.

Water.

Water.

- So how did you
know Akira sent us?

- The man has been known to
strike deals with men like you.

- Men like us?

- Traitors.

Woodsmen that travel
from fort to fort looking

for easy coin.

Whatever they promised
you, I'll double it.

I'll triple it.

Just get me inside
the Buckskin Woods

and whenever I find
what I'm looking for,

you follow me on
back to Fort Kingston

and there you'll get paid
straight from the safe

of Captain Coleman himself
and the Southwest Fur Company.

- 10 coins?

- Triple makes it 30.

- What do we tell the
Indians about you?

- Tell them you never found me.

- They don't pay us to
come back empty handed.

- This time they did.

- All right.

But first I want to know what
the hell you're doing going

into them woods.

- My business there is
none of your concern.

- The hell it ain't.

You know what people
say about those woods.

What happens if a fellow travels
too deep into that brush.

Do we got a deal or not?

- I've got to piss.

- Well hurry up.

They're going to
be here any minute.

Now what's to say we don't
go back to Fort Kingston

and then you do a
dirty deal on us?

- In my shooting bag
hanging from your saddle,

there's a small book inside
with the terms written

by Captain Coleman himself.

Go on.

Have a look.

- All right, I will.

There ain't no
Goddamned book in here.

(Porter grunting)

- If you're going
to call out to them,

you're going to have
to yell real loud.

- Ellis!

(gun firing)

(horse neighing)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(screaming)

(gun firing)

(man screaming)

(speaking foreign language)

- Knife.

Knees.

- When the blood in your
veins returns to the sea,

and the earth in your bones
becomes one with the ground,

perhaps then you will remember

that this land does
not belong to you.

It is you that
belongs to this land.

- Tell me again.

- The ground on which you
stand does not belong to you!

(gun firing)

- Captain.

I think I see Porter coming.

- Where are the others?

Where are the pelts?

I asked you a question.

- The men are dead.

And the pelts are floating
down the river as we speak.

The Ree will have them
in a matter of hours.

- Do you care to elaborate?

- The Ree decimated the men.

The shoreline of the
river's been compromised.

- You have to go back in there.

I need those pelts.

And that's an order.

- An order?

If you want those
God damned pelts,

you can get them yourself.

My wife sent word
for me weeks ago,

and I intend to be home

before the first
snow falls, Captain.

- What about your
fellow company men?

- I made sure they
received a proper burial.

- The fever spread
through the camp.

Your wife fell ill.

The doctors say that
she'll survive though.

- Is she alive?

- Yeah.

- What about my children?

(dramatic orchestral music)

- I'm sorry, Porter.

Wesley, do you understand
what I just told you?

- Captain, you tell me I
no longer have children.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(voices chattering)

(gasping)

- It's all there.

I'm not a thief.

- Levi?

- You ate the berries.

Yes?

They're hallucinogens.

The Ree lace their
arrowheads with them

so you can't fight back
when they put the blade

to your scalp.

- My map.

- Some men say it
can make it seem

as if entire limbs just
vanish off your body.

It numbs you.

If the savages find you like
that, they scalp you first.

Then they cut off your man parts

and hang them around their
neck as a trophy prize.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Who sent you?

- Your grandfather did.

We should probably
start a course home.

- Home?

Yeah.

Home.

Back to Fort Kingston.

Back to your grandfather.

- I haven't seen another
white man in these woods

since I arrived.

- Levi, whatever happened to
you out here in these woods,

we cannot stay.

We must go home.

- Do you remember...

Home.

Remember?

- The savages have
the river high ground.

The trees to the south.

- I know there's another path.

I've taken it.

- East?
- That's right.

Through the flats.

- Out in the open?

You dream, mister.

- Levi, the longer we stay
here, the more we get lost.

You must trust me,
it's just these woods-

- Expand.

Yes, I know.

I spent a week
walking in a circle.

For someone who's
been here before,

you sure don't understand
the rules the natives

have for this place.

- I know the rules.

- Once you're in,
there's no getting out.

- No.

- This is where you fell ill.

And this is where we are now.

- That cannot be.

That's a day's walk at least.

- Like I said, the woods expand.

They pull you in deeper.

Is that why you stayed
here all this time?

- My grandfather
shouldn't have sent you.

Sleep.

We should move at the sun.

The trees whisper to the Rees.

They should be here soon.

- Levi, we're going
the wrong way.

- Remember what I said
about the high ground?

- [Porter] How do you expect
to go east by traveling west?

- Your compass is useless here.

- The sun's light is my compass.

The woods may play tricks,
but to my knowledge it

cannot change the direction
of the sun's light.

- I don't think you understand.

- No, it's you're the one
who doesn't understand.

Your grandfather hired me to
find you and bring you home,

and that's exactly
what I intend to do.

My map says east.

Not west.

- Who are you?

- I'm the man sent
here to save your ass.

- They slaughtered them.

Even the men who surrendered.

They lifted their hands but
they cut off their fingers.

They begged for mercy, but
they cut out their tongues.

They smiled as they did it.

There was so much
blood it pooled

in the dirt like rainwater.

I watched as they
took my father.

- And you got away?
- I ran into the woods.

The last of the men to
be killed saw me run.

I hid in the brush and watched
as they were disemboweled.

I saw my father's eyes.

I swear it.

He'd rather be torn to pieces
than hide in these woods.

- This place is evil.

These woods don't care about
pelts, furs or your heart.

It wants your soul.

- How do you know this?

- Because it tried to take mine.

(horse neighing)

Don't move!

(men shouting)

I said don't move.

- I can see over the ledge.

I can make it.

(men shouting)
(guns firing)

Ree.

Maybe a dozen.

- Tell me more about
this path west.

- It's quiet.

I've never seen more
than two or three scouts.

But I'm poking my
head over ledges.

- And this western trail,
it somehow winds around

and goes east again?

- If you're trusting
the sun, yes.

- Show me.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Slow down.

- What is it?

What does it mean?

- You were being hunted.

- How do you know it was for me?

- Who else would it be for?

You said there
were native scouts?

- A few here and there.

- And none of them saw you?

- Not that I know of.

- That's not a no.

And you've taken this
trail west before?

- Well, yeah.

What's wrong?

- You never take the
same trail twice.

- You didn't ask that.

You asked if the western
trail leads east.

- Yes, but I thought you knew
the basic rules of trapping.

Now you're sending us
all over these woods.

- Well we can't circle
back, so what do we do now?

- We make camp for the night.

We're going to lose light
soon and I don't want

to be walking into a Ree
arrow again in the dark.

Find wood.

Go on now.

(sighing)

- I'm starving.
- Yeah.

I've never eaten an animal
this deep in the woods.

- Why not?

- It's forbidden.

- How did you know what
those tree markings meant?

- When I was littler
than you, my father used

to take me up river, long trips.

And I studied their
language to pass the time.

- You were a trapper?

- Alongside your grandfather,
if you can imagine that.

- [Levi] That's why he
sent you to find me.

- You knew my son, Josiah.

You do remember my son, Josiah?

- Of course.

I was sad to hear
of his passing.

- Yeah.

He was very fond of you.

He aspired to be like
you and the older boys.

Almost too much at times.

- Earlier you said these
woods tried to take your soul.

(sighing)

- Levi, why is it that you
never escaped these woods?

- I tried to many times.

- Confusion?

Feeling lost?

Yeah, these woods
intend to keep you here.

Make you feel that way.

They intend to keep your soul.

Forever.

- How do you know this?

- Me and 12 men coming
up the Missouri,

with a large haul
after a brutal winter.

The Ree caught wind of us
somewhere between the riverbank

and the north trail.

And by the time we
saw them coming,

half the men had arrows
sticking out their asses,

and their eyeballs
and their throats.

And I remember looking
up in the trees

and wondering how the Ree
acquired such perfect aim.

The few of us that
dodged their bows

were chased down into the woods.

These woods.

And we didn't think
much of it at the time,

but one by one these
woods drove us mad.

Caused us to turn on each other.

When it was all said and done
I was the last man standing.

Late one night, the Ree came

out of the treeline
riding horses.

And I'd dug a foot deep
trench and laid down in it.

Covered myself in dirt and
stayed there for God knows

how long until the
next day's sun.

I was able to follow their
tracks out of the woods.

And that's how I know these
woods don't want a man's pelt,

they want a man's soul.

- Did you make it home?

- No.
- What did you do?

- I hid.

I watched the Ree closely.

Whenever I could, I'd set
traps on the outskirts

of these woods.

It took me only three
days to round up

that small group of Ree.

The poor bastards were so eager

to escape a few of
them tried sawing off

their foot at the
ankle with sharp rocks.

That's when I know it was time.

- To watch them die?

- I tried waiting them out.

That was taking too long.

So I took out my
tomahawk and began

to hack them up just
as they did my men.

Limb by limb.

I gathered the body parts

and buried them
here in these woods.

This place became my own
personal burial ground

for the mutilated
savages that I murdered.

And when I finally made it home,

both of my children had
been taken by the plague.

My wife nearly
succumbed by the fever.

And I swore I'd never
leave home again.

I went to go see
the fortune teller,

and she told me that the woods

had sent a watcher home with me.

And that one day he
would lead me back here

to face my demise.

Here we are.

The Buckskin Woods.

- Then why did you
agree to come back?

- Because your grandfather
asked me to do so.

(wolves howling)

- What was that?

- Relax.

- Can you see it?

An Alpha.

- An Omega.

(wolf howling)

- [Levi] What was that?

- That's the Alpha
putting down a challenge.

- How do we know?

How can we stay here?

- And what would you have me do?

Go chasing wolves in the dark?

- The rifle.

- Nobody touches
this rifle except me.

(howling)

- What are you doing?

(howling)

Stop that!

Are you mad?

What are you doing?

- I'm being a wolf.

Try it.

Wolves aren't afraid
of other wolves.

Go on.

Let them know you're here.

(howling)

Yeah.

(howling)

Louder!

(howling)

See?

How do you feel?

Better?

- Like a wolf.

- Yeah.

My son loved wolves.

Always wanted to be one.

(both howling)

Come on now.

That sounds like a chicken.

Let me hear a wolf!

(howling)

(laughing)

What direction is this?

- West.

East.

West, I think.

- What direction
does the sun set?

- The west.

- Then why are we headed north?

- North?

- Look.

That there is the same
tree we passed yesterday.

- Impossible.

- [Porter] We've
circled back around!

- Are you all right?

- We've lost two days walking.

Taking this western
trail of yours.

- No.

Not that.

Your eyes, they're watering.

(eerie ambient music)

- Strange.

- Take it off!

Your clothes.

Remove all of it, now!

(dramatic orchestral music)

- What is it?

- Remember those berries
I told you about?

Like I said, you've
been poisoned.

- What?

How?

- I don't know.

You must have brushed up
against a branch or something.

- What's happening?

- [Levi] I need to go get water.

Stay here.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(gasping)

Shhh.

Ree.

- How many?

- Less than six.

(groaning)

- We can't stay here.

- Don't move.

It's still healing.

They're gone.

- My rifle.

Where is it?

- I left it back near the trail.

- You left it?

Why?

- You were burning up.

I didn't have time
to return for it.

Just where do you
think you're going?

- I'm going to get my gun.

- [Levi] The brush
is full of spies.

You'll never make it.

- Just how far do you think
we're going to get without it?

- Your wound isn't fully healed.

You're risking your life.

Our lives.

- If you don't want to
go, then you stay here.

Where is it?

- It was right
here when we left.

- Without a rifle we
can't fight anyone off

without getting close.

- Maybe the Ree took it.

They're tracking us-

What is it?

- How is it that I was stuck,

yet none of my clothing
has been pierced?

I asked you a question!

How is it that I got stuck?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

Just like you don't
know where my rifle is?

Just like this path west by
some magic leads east somehow?

- I saved your life twice.

- Look at you.

I've been sent out here to
rescue the prodigal son.

And all he has to say is
that he saved my life twice.

- Where are you going?

- Home.
- Home?

- [Porter] Yes.

Back to Fort Kingston.

- We can still make
for home together.

- You don't want to go home.

You belong to these woods now.

And ever since we've
started you been

leading me around
in one giant circle.

And I didn't come out here
against my wife's wishes

to get lost and die at the hands

of these savages for nothing.

Well it looks like I did.

- We're lost!
- You're lost.

(dramatic orchestral music)

We made it.

This is it.

What is it?

What is it?

- I was the one who stuck you
in the woods, while you slept.

I also buried the rifle.

- Why would you do that?

- Because they made me do it.

- Who?

The Ree?

Who talks to you, Levi?

- I cannot leave.

- Levi, your father died
trying to escape these woods.

- I cannot leave.

- Levi, if you go back in
those woods you are never going

to come out the same again.

- Says the man that
made it out alive.

- Yeah.

But it changed me.

Changed me from
the man I once was,

and you don't want
that for yourself.

Think of Josiah.

I lost him because I
was here in these woods

instead of at home next to him.

I never got to hold
his hand as he passed.

You don't remember him, do you?

Then it's you that's lost.

- If you'd stayed, he'd
still be alive today.

You traded your life for
his, don't you see it?

- I see, believe me, I see!

- If you loved your son,

you should have
stayed in the woods.

- Levi, step out onto the trail.

- You killed Josiah!

- Levi, please.

Just step out of those woods.

- Stay with me.

- You're not thinking straight.

Levi, come out here
where I can see you

and we can make a
path home together.

Levi!

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Porter screaming)

- Stay with me.

- No chance.

You made your decision.

I'll tell Captain
Coleman his grandson

was dead when I arrived.

- That would be a lie.

- So be it.

- You'll not
survive the journey!

That's what the fortune teller

told you before
you left, isn't it?

- Goodbye, Levi.

- Fucking coward!

Last time you left these woods
your son and daughter died.

Who's the only one left to take?

Your wife?

Cora?

- That isn't you in
there, Levi, I know it.

- There's a deal on the table.

Your life for mine.

- And you trust them?

The Ree?

The watcher?

- Makes sense it's
you they want.

It's you they've always wanted.

In a way you created this place.

- I didn't come out
here to fight you, Levi.

I came out here to help you.

- I don't want your help.

One way or another you're
coming back with me.

They won't allow
you to escape again.

- If you want me, then
you come and get me.

(screaming)

(grunting)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- That's more like it.

- It doesn't have
to end this way.

- End?

(screaming)
(grunting)

(high pitch
frequency resonating)

(knife stabbing)
(groaning)

(grunting)

(knife stabbing)
(groaning)

(ax thudding)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Porter groaning)

(Porter screaming)

(Porter groaning)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Porter groaning)

(door clicking)

(Henry clearing throat)

- What is it, Henry?

- [Henry] Sir, they, they found
Porter's body on the trail.

I'm sorry.

- Levi?

- He said the Ree took his life.

(sobbing)

What will you have
me do, Captain?

- Nothing, Henry.

I was told of this day.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)