All language subtitles for Buffalo Bill and the Indians or Sitting Bulls History Lesson (1976).en

Ladies and gentlemen
your attention please.

What you are about to experience
is not a show for entertainment.

It is a review of the events
that made the American frontier.

In less than 15 years, this nation
will celebrate the 20th century.

We do not know
what awaits us in the future

but we do know
the past that laid the foundation.

And that foundation
was not built from heroes

but from the anonymous settler.

Their home was but a shack
roofed in with sod.

One door shut out the wind and storm
one window greeted the dawning day.

These brave souls
survived not only nature

but the savage instincts of man.

Paving the way
for the heroes that endured.

Get the rifle!

So welcome to the real events
enacted by men and women

of the American frontier.

To whose courage
strength, and above all, faith

this piece of history is dedicated.

Or:

Cease action!

From the beginning... one... two...

Are you in costume?
I want everybody in costume now.

Mr. Salsbury!
Yes?

What is it?

A horse stepped through him.

Don't touch him.
Get Eats Rabbit to the dispensary.

His name is Brown Horse.

Be careful with him.

Tell Joy not to get on the horse
from the back. Doesn't look authentic.

I was thinking of setting the hut
on fire. Not a bad idea.

So one day
I was walking through the camp.

I saw this
scrawny looking kid under a wagon.

I take one look at him
and I know I can make him a star.

I ask him his name.
He says, "Cody, Bill Cody."

I say, "What do you do?" He says
"I'm a scout and a buffalo hunter."

Well, I want to write about somebody.

I had all these new plots for Hickok
but I was mad at him.

So I say to the kid
"Your name is now Buffalo Bill

and in 6 months, the whole country
will know about you."

At a church service in Deadwood

I met and rubbed elbows with
a young man named William F. Cody.

I was so impressed

by his skill as a marksman
by his success as a hunter

that I named him
"Buffalo Bill."

Nate, take a look.

She's doing good with her left hand.
Show him, honey.

Beautiful. Just like the old missy.

The stories were a big success.
The kid is scared to death

about the legend I created
but ex cited about his new fame.

And I say one thing
just one thing

"Bill, any youngster figures
to set the world on fire

best not forget
where he got the matches.

I want you to back me up
on this one against Bill.

Which is why you've gotta make it
clear to Bill how serious it could be.

Are you listening to me, Nate?

Ex cuse me, we're trying to have
a conversation about Annie Oakley.

I don't want to push you, but I am her
husband and have a solemn duty...

Dammit, are you gonna tell him or not?

Maybe you
should tell him yourself, Frank.

What can I do for you?
All right, I will.

Major Burke's in there with him...

Oh yeah? It's damn important.

Good to see you, Frank.

My glass suddenly got empty. Could you
put a couple of fingers in there?

Thank you, Frank.

My pleasure. If you don't want to
play Mexicans I've got other people.

We still want to be part of the show.
You do? As Mexicans? No...

I used to play a colored.
Do I look like a colored? No, sir.

When I had to play a colored
I was a colored.

Good you can be
Rodriguez and Ricardo.

Or "Los latiguerros Mexico"
that has to do with whips.

Frank would you mind gettin' out
of my... Conference, Bill.

...my conference here
and waitin' like the others?

Ed!
Yes, sir?

I thought I said no interruptions.
You gotta honor my wishes.

Adios, pard. Wish me luck.

You got me, you don't need luck.
And anything historical is mine.

Everything historical is yours, Bill.

Going past the dispensary?
Yeah, come on.

Major! Yes?
"Bull's eye. Heroic villains.

Revolutionize. Injuns. Whites."
What's the plot, Major?

You string those pearls together

and write a unique Buffalo Bill fable.

Let me read it when I get back.

I'll even give you the legend.
Enemies in '76, friends in '85.

Ah, Shakespeare of the half dime.
Sit down.

Something's up, Ned. Bill sent
Burke out of here on the fly.

Any ideas?
Burke gave me a few clues.

Injuns and whites
heroic villain, 50 bucks a week

foes in '75, friends in '86.

Foes in '75...

Friends in '86...

Bill's in the big time now.
He can afford to spend $50 a week.

Now tell me
what Injun villain is worth that much?

Sitting Bull!

Is he tame?

What about the army?
The army would love it.

They can't shoot him.
Not until the Sioux sign the treaties.

So they make a fool of him
in a Wild West show.

A rock ain't a rock once it's gravel.

What'd he mean by "rock and gravel?"
That he's lost his power.

Authors always have their literalisms.

I hear the new act
is General Custer's brother.

That's not what we heard.
What'd you hear?

We know who it is, Eddy.
Who?

Sitting Bull.

Is he interested in the show business?

If he wasn't
he wouldn't have become a chief.

In my youth I fought
with a young brave of the Sioux tribe

named Standing Bull.
And I beat him.

When he sat on the ground
after the fight was over

and swore revenge on me
by all the Gods of heaven and hell

I laughed at him
and called him "Sitting Bull."

I tell you, there's
no business like show business.

People say that Bill's destroyed his
reputation by drinking. It ain't so.

He wouldn't
let anything harm his troop.

So you can put those stories to rest.

But Bill's drinking
that's a different matter.

2 months ago, Nate Salsbury
asked Bill to stop drinking.

And Bill promises solemnly
to never be seen drunk again.

Till one day Bill says to Nate
he's been giving it some thought

and he'll need at least
one drink a day.

Of course Bill's daily ration comes in
a glass the size of a small ship.

Ladies and gentlemen
America's national entertainer.

Put it together for William F. Cody
Buffalo Bill!

Great start.

See that girl who works
in the laundry over there?

I saw here the other day, between
the tents... hugging a man.

Don't talk to Annie
while she's shooting.

You're shaking.
Honey, I'm fighting the wind.

Get everybody to the podium.

The entire company to the podium.

You look very stylish, Missy.

We thought we'd bitten off
more than was chewable.

And that by enlarging our show
we had possibly disimproved it.

Oh, that's fine, really fine.
Bill, I have got to talk to you.

We got a serious problem.
Ned Buntline's back again.

Why didn't you tell me?

...even down to the Indians.

Watch this.

Now, Nate Salsbury doesn't long wind.

But he want's to say
he's proud that you're proud

to be part of
America's national family.

I know you'll be upset if he writes
anything harmful about our Annie.

Buntline is here. Say the word
and I'll have him removed.

I couldn't do that, Nate.

Look, get rid of him without me
telling him. And don't tell me.

What's going on over there?
It's Brown Horse's funeral.

He died three days ago.

Wasn't he Shoshone?
Yes.

I won the medal of honor for killing
every Shoshone in a raiding party.

Doesn't seem long ago.

You rode into the valley of death
and rode out again.

The last thing a man wants to do
is the last thing he does.

That was the best rehearsal yet.
Your entrance was tremendable.

That was a good idea of yours.
Giving the Injuns slower horses.

Bill?

Money in the bank.

Remember what I told you about
telling me. I won't tell you.

Business is good.
And it's getting better.

That's 'cause
times are bad and getting worse.

Show business
flourishes when times are bad.

I hope it stays that way.

Well, if it ain't nervous Nate.

You're not doing anybody
a favor by being here.

I ain't in the favor business.
I want you to leave my camp, now.

It surely is your camp, ain't it?
And you're doing a fine job.

Better than I could.

What a citizen you've made of Bill.
Doesn't seem like the same man.

Never looks bad in public.
All I care about is the Wild West.

We're going to Codyfy the world.

Why didn't I think of that?
Because I tell him the truth.

And in the end we always agree.

If two partners always agree
then one of them ain't necessary.

We just signed the most futurable act
in our history. I don't want problems.

Who's the act?

Sitting Bull.

That's quite a coup.

But you tell Bill Cody

that I don't leave
until he personally invites me out.

The great chief of the Sioux tribe
Sitting Bull, is here with us.

And he'll be in the same arena
with the noblest white skin of all.

I'm speaking about...

...the great counterpoint...
Sitting Bull and William F. Cody!

Nate, John's going to ride to
the top of Bill's list for this one.

Charm, sincerity, sweetness and
youthfulness speak of the man

as the recreation of God
in human form.

Uncle Will
you only got a few minutes.

He must be the big one in
the red blanket. No ordinary Indian.

I ain't buying no ordinary Indian.

Go help Nate
with the welcoming committee.

Great, great event.

He's got more scalps
than any other Indian chief alive.

Ready?
No.4, "Major Burke's Return."

We have met the enemy and he is ours.

That gentle Sweeny
a melody for every momentous moment.

Where's Bill?
I don't know.

Come here and look at Sitting Bull.

That sumbitch must be 7 feet tall!
He's getting smaller every year.

I'm ready to dispose of my prisoner.
McLaughlin, you are now in Codyland.

Sitting Bull is no prisoner, he is
a star in the Buffalo Bill heavens.

He's a murderer and my responsibility
till I turn him over to Cody.

Let me introduce Mr. Nate Salsbury.

Nate, this remarkable character
is James McLaughlin.

I trust you had a pleasant trip.

I hate horsebacking, especially
to deliver Indians to some circus.

The Wild West Show is not a circus.
This is show business

and Buffalo Bill has an unerring
sense of theatrical timing.

That's my star.

He belongs to all of us, Nate.

Our star. America's.

Chief Sitting Bull
Killer of Custer.

I hope you had
a comfortable journey, Major.

Gentlemen, this is a moment
fraught with friendship

with
history humming harmonic overtones.

Bill, I have the distinct pleasure

of presenting Chief Sitting Bull.

Chief, I'm pleased to present to you

the Honorable William F. Cody
Buffalo Bill!

I would like to
congratulate you on your arrival

and extend a titanically momentous
welcome to Buffalo Bill's Wild West.

Now me and my staff are
the best at what we do.

And what we do
is make the best look better.

Hiya, Chief!

It's the runt.

My name is William Halsey.
Sitting Bull speaks through me.

His long incarceration
has emptied his strength

and he wishes to rest.

What's incarceration?
Jail.

Halsey's a white name, isn't it?

Got some white blood in you, Halsey?

Halsey, tell your chief

that the people standing here

are part of the finest spectacle
in show business.

I've watched them grow
from plain, raw talent

to personages of importance.

Tell your chief
we can do that for him, too.

And after on season in this show
he'll never be mistaken

for a below average
run of the mill Indian chief.

Plus he'll have something
to fall back on in his later years.

Long trip, huh, Chief?

I just wanted to welcome you here
to Buffalo Bill's Wild West.

You'll find it ain't
all that different from real life.

Gentlemen, Injuns...

Why didn't you tell me
which one he was?

How big is he off the horse?

Don't worry.
He's big enough to fill the arena.

So Sitting Bull's the little fellow.

He doesn't look so savage.
I'll sleep with a shotgun anyway.

Sitting Bull's famous
for scalping folks in their beds.

I hope Bill can handle him.

I don't think it disappropriate
to play a personal chord here.

We all know
sociable chaff is cheap

but history...

...real history...
is hard come.

The man I'm about to celebrate is not
a mere personation of a patriot

but the true monarch of genuity.

Scout, show man

family person, valued partner...

America's National Entertainer
William Frederick..."Bill"...

Sitting Bull won't live
with the other Indians.

What was that? Sitting Bull doesn't
seem to like his recommodations.

What's wrong?

He didn't say why.
He wants to live across the river.

He wants to live across the river!

If you're smart you'll lock them
dog eaters in the stockade.

Nobody can cross that river.

Impossible. We've already lost
3 horses, 6 Blackfeet

and a bargeload of show
equipment, worth $ 16000.

Impossible to cross, huh?

That's exactly where I want him
on that flat ridge there.

That way I can watch him
all the time from my chair.

The difference between
a white man and an Injun

in a situation like this
is us whites are smart enough

to know an Injun
always turns down your first offer.

Laugh it up, boys.

Uncle Will
how did Sitting Bull cross the river?

Shall we call for help?
We are the help.

Shouldn't we holler for help?

I'll handle this. Bill, Sitting Bull's
coming here with his whole group.

Our unpredictable friends seem to be
on the warpath. I see them.

They crossed the river again
and they ain't even wet.

They did, huh?
We're with you, Bill.

Sonia, finish that later.

Well, Chief...

A twilight raid, huh?

What's on your mind?

Sitting Bull is here
by the will of the Great Spirits.

By their will he is chief.

His heart is red, sweet, for whatever
passes licks him with his tongue.

The bears taste the honey
and the leaves lick the sky.

The Great Spirits have chosen
Sitting Bull as leader of their land.

Halsey

tell Sitting Bull
that Buffalo Bill says

his leaves can turn how he wants, so
long he knows how the wind is blowing.

I think I gave him back
the same murky logic he gave us.

What Buffalo Bill means...
He doesn't need an interpreter.

Buffalo Bill means that Sitting Bull
is here to relive his history

for thousands of paying customers.

Sitting Bull says history
is simply disrespect for the dead.

When did he say that?
He's not even listening.

Sitting Bull's mind is rested
and he's ready to negotiate.

What? That's been done. Right, Burke?

Sitting Bull wants blankets.

They're cold. Couldn't we write
8, 10 blankets into the deal?

Sitting Bull
wants blankets for all his people.

Hold on. What do you think
this is? An Army surplus store?

There are only 106
Hunkpapa Sioux left at Grand River.

106?

God, Burke, five years ago we
counted 10000 braves alone.

Mr. Halsey, we're delighted

to give the blankets
as a gift to those people.

Burke, get a story out
on this right away.

Splash it over the front pages.
"The benevolence of Buffalo Bill."

A fascinating follow up
to today's events, Chief.

Negotiations settled.

See that he doesn't steal anything.

Sitting Bull want 6 weeks salary
sent to his people now.

He wants what?
I thought Burke took care of that.

Music box.
Makes music.

Halsey, there's
no prepayment without a contract.

And he will own his own photographs.
Like hell! I own all rights.

Sitting Bull says his face belongs
to him and he owns his photographs.

My ass!

Nate!

That's robbery, and he knows it!
I won't put up with it!

We won't put up with it.

It's bedlam in here.
I'm going to take a nap.

Margaret!

Stop that singing.
You getting' sharp with me, Bill?

You see?

You've upset Buffalo Bill.

Halsey, tell the chief

we pay for work performed.

If he wants to sign a six month
contract, that's different.

No contract.
Why not?

All the other top acts have them.
He won't sign what he may not honor.

Why couldn't he?

Sitting Bull stays only until he sees
the great father. The President?

Yes.

Did Burke promise you that?

Sitting Bull no longer accepts
promises from white men.

His dreams told him
he would meet the great father here.

He is here because he dreamed
he would meet President Cleveland?

Dead on, Bill.

What does she say this time?

"Dear husband, your deeds
as a frontier hero are pale

compared to your adventures
with opera singers and milk maids."

Dead on, Bill!

"You are also the cheapest man who
ever lived and a profane drunkard."

That's Mr. Oakley.
The name is Butler.

"I have instructed my lawyers
to draw up divorce articles

ensuring our separation
and making me a rich woman."

I want you to miss this one
just until you get the feel of it.

Take your time.

You can miss by a lot, darling.

Good, right in the middle.

Did you want to hit it in the middle?

"...your wife, Lulu."

I'm gettin' longer cigars. You'll feel
more comfortable with them.

Buffalo Bill, monarch of the West

it delights me to present this
completely cornucopious canary

this curvacious cadenza in
the companion of classical singsong

this collation
of champagne and columbine

this cultivated
coloratura from Colorado...

words fails me...
Lucille Du Charmes.

Handel's "Rinaldo."

What a shot you are.

My second husband, Count Eggenweiler
was a champion trap shooter.

Trap shooting's a different thing
no offence to your second...

...deceased...

...husband.
He used a shotgun that sprayed.

A pistol
is a more exacting weapon.

Burke, take the lady
to my... private viewing chair.

Morning, girls!

What's going on?
I wanna show Bull the Custer act.

Here's you scenario.

About Cleveland. First, he's marrying
a society dab at the end of the month.

Second, he's got a Republican
congress to contend with.

I think we can give Bull the money.
If he's waiting for Cleveland

we've got him for life.

Bring Sitting Bull and Halsey over.

Keep those tempos tight, Bill!

Is the grey alright?
Yeah, she'll dance tomorrow.

Morning, chief.

Halsey if you and the chief
would follow me a few, short steps

he'll be part of America's family.

If you're gonna watch
watch from the other side.

Ah, by the way

you can tell the chief
we've decided to give him

2 weeks salary
as a token of our friendship.

Sitting Bull admires the big grey.

Say hello to Buffalo Bill.
Poor thing is frightened.

That bird can't get out, can it?
No...

We're the only ones who show the red
and the white without taking sides.

Hello, Chief.
Which way are your leaves blowing?

Nate, get this thing going.
Down stage!

I see General George Armstrong Custer

leads the men of the 7 th cavalry
deep into the Injun territory

known as "Little Big Horn."

Custer bearing the wounds of
a cowardly Sioux ambush.

Suddenly Indians appear

led by the fiercest of 'em all

Chief Sitting Bull!

Chief, you got a colored
sitting in for you

'cause he's the closest we got
on our staff to a real Injun.

Custer knows
it's gonna be the fight for his life.

Sitting Bull uses an old Injun ploy.

He hates Custer.

It's gonna be an honorable duel
between the two great leaders.

But George gets shot in the back
by all the other redskins.

Sitting Bull says
the battle did not happen that way.

Sitting Bull
was not on the battlefield.

He was making medicine and dreaming.

He saw many horses upside down

and blue skeletons
floating up to the promised land.

Why's he shooting? Put that down
you're gonna hurt somebody.

Sitting Bull thinks you're
a great marksman. He can see

how you killed
so many of his buffaloes.

Someday my hair's
gonna be along as Custer's...

...was.

Margaret, I've been thinking about us.
I'm glad, Bill.

The more I think about us
the less I think about Sitting Bull.

That ain't good for the Wild West.
I'd never interfere with that.

That little bastard
ain't gonna make my life easy.

I can't deal with him
and deal with you

and be my best with the both.

I'm trying to say
it's time for you to go. No, Bill.

And the quicker you go
the quicker you can start missing me.

Margaret, go on.

Halsey!

What are you doing here?

Sitting Bull came to tell you
what he will do in your show.

The sun ain't hardly up yet.

Sitting Bull's thoughts
do not have a schedule.

Let me get myself together.

Go and sit down.

What's going on?

I don't know
but keep an eye on him.

I'll go get your uncle.

What's happening?
Get Burke.

Damn Injun caught me with my...

Bull kept everybody up.
Bad Bull!

My father has promised me this land.
Protecting it I have had a hard time.

The rivers flow
with the blood of my people.

The wind blows the echoes of lies.
The white man has stolen the truth.

That is a great
and classic Indian face.

You'll build
the village at Killdear Mountain.

Sitting Bull's people will be working.
Children will be playing.

They're waiting for Colonel McLaren
and his soldiers to talk peace.

The unarmed Sioux embrace
the soldiers with open arms.

Then McLaren will slaughter
every man, woman, child and dog.

He's tolerable.

It'll work.

You could come on
after the Indians attack McLaren.

This is what Sitting Bull
has chosen to do.

Chief

we haven't had a heart to heart
and I think it's time.

I've listened to Halsey.

He's got guts, 'cause he did
insult me in my own house.

He called me a coward.
Says I murdered

women, old men, and children.

And dogs.

Yeah, dogs.

You get what I'm saying?

You have till noon to get outta here!

You're finished! Fired! Through!

How could that little runt
treat me like that?

It's harder
being a star than an Indian.

Everything on this side
I'm taking with me.

What's this?
How did I ever...?

I'll pack the guns now.
Don't touch my guns!

Uncle Will!

Something awful bad... Annie...
We already know.

She going through with it?

Looks like it. We all spoke to her.
She's standing firm.

I can usually steer her where you want
her to go, but not this time.

Why's everything a problem here?
Is it a matter of money?

Money might help.
Come on, Frank.

Money has nothing to do with it.
It's Annie's principles.

What about my principles?
Then let her leave.

Wait a minute. I can't let her go.
She owes me too much.

I'll talk to her, but I won't change
my mind about the Injun. Right.

If it comes up, or if it'll help
you can tell her I love her.

And you take this.

How would you like this?

Here, take it.

We got problems.
No problem, Bill.

I could expect disrespect
from anybody but you.

Why are you in the middle of this?
What did Bull ever do for you?

He wants to show the truth.
Why not accept that just once?

Because I got
a better sense of history than that.

Besides, I
say what goes on in this show.

Not some Injun runt
and his half assed half breed.

You got any whiskey?
Where you want this chair?

If you send Bull back
they'll kill him.

That is not my problem.

You can have this.
It'll just about fit you.

The little bastard can stay.

Ladies and gentlemen

I'm Nate Salsbury, and on behalf
of my partner, Bill Cody

we welcome you to the season's
opening show of America's...

Mr. Cody, we're ready
for the Grand Parade.

...Buffalo Bill's Wild West!

And what would the Wild West be
without brave cowboys?

You're on in 2 minutes.
I heard you the 1st time.

You have to go in the carriage.
Stop nagging.

God, they're gonna make lots of dust.

The brave cowboys
now assume protective positions

so that you, our guests, can witness
the true wildness of the West

without bodily risk
from nature's fury.

And pursuing the brave and powerful
buffalo is our star

America's national hero
Bill Cody... Buffalo Bill!

Yes, he was truly born to entertain.

No ordinary man would ever take credit

for acts of bravery and
heroism he couldn't have done.

And no ordinary man would realize
what huge profits could be made

by telling a pack of lies
like it was the truth.

No, Bill Cody
can only trust his senses.

And when his senses fail him

he might see things
as they really are.

And now
as the trooperies reassemble

would you join in the singing of

Buffalo Bill's
favorite American song

by Francis Scott Key

"Oh Say, Can You See."

It is Buffalo Bill's belief

that this could and should be
the next national anthem.

Would you please rise.

And now
to open our show in a big way

we present to you
an unparalleled attraction:

The world's foremost woman marksman
the little girl of the western plains

the fearless Annie Oakley!

Assisted by Frank "the world's most
handsome living target" Butler!

Steady.

Tell him to steady the cigar.

Coward.

We love you, Annie.

Move that horse.

For her grand finale, Miss Oakley

will attempt a new shot
the two for one axe shot.

She will split a bullet with the axe

hitting both targets simultaneously.

Take your time, honey.
They'll wait forever.

Please remain as quiet as possible.

The bullet must split
and hit the two targets.

Is that possible?
It's never been done before.

Oh, how close!

She missed, but so close!
Give her a hand!

Nate, once again.
Again.

What? Frank, again.
Annie, you don't have to.

We love you anyway.
I can do it, Frank.

Wait, I lost my hat.

You ready?

Stay with us, Lord.

Annie, where you going?
He moved it.

Annie, take a bow.

Frank, what will you do?
I can't do the act myself.

And now, ladies and gentlemen

here's a man who can
stick to any animal with hair.

Say hello to
the King of Cowboys, Buck Taylor!

Alright, the Bull banner.
Is the old man ready?

You're on next.

Halsey

tell Bull he's going to discover
what show business is all about.

He'll be back here begging me
to do the Custer act.

Sitting Bull's going to suffer
a worse defeat than Custer ever did.

Custer got to die.
Bull's just going to get humiliated.

The most murderous
the most colorful redskin alive...

Here he comes

the battling chief
of the Hunkpapa Sioux

Sitting Bull!

Morning! You're up.

Listen, I...
I'm really sorry about last night.

It was opening night
and we always kick up dust.

I don't like them to drink alone.

I must have been
kind of a disappointment.

You look real pretty in that light.

Actually...

I've become a morning man.

There's no pressure.
You see, at night...

And the whiskey we get here
isn't good. It dulls the...

Say good morning
to the flying Dutchman.

Hi, bird. He's OK in there?
You don't let him out, do you?

What are they doing?
They're just horsing around.

You have to help him.
Stop them. They may hurt him.

Alright.

You just stretch out there.
I'll be right back.

Put him down.
It's like a bull fighting a flea.

Son of a bitch!

There's only squaws over there.

Nate! Burke! Get over here!

Goddamn!
What is it?

Stay behind the tent!

Problems? Take a look up there
you'll see the problem.

Sitting Bull's making his exit.

Buck Taylor, get across the river
and see what's going on.

Look at that boy go!
Rides like the wind!

The Injuns.
Where?

My God.

Why is it so dark in here?

Hey, son, get down.

Gotcha!

Boys, I want a posse. A tough posse.
We ride in ten minutes.

There's no way to outfox a fox.

We're not taking this lying down.

You horse son of a bitch
where are you going?

Damn... damn.
What's wrong?

I got trouble on my hands.
The little cowboy wasn't hurt?

No. The Injuns.

They've escaped.
All of them?

No, just the dangerous ones.
I got to go get them.

How long will you be gone?
As long as it takes.

You know I'd never let anything
come between us and our little...

...unless it was something real
like this.

Goddammit! Where's my real jacket?

Well
the posse's formed.

Knowing that you're
laying there waiting for me

will serve to stiffen my resolve.

How could you be so clumsy?
You could have harmed him.

I hate birds.

Cody, don't you ever harm
my Flying Dutchman.

Ed, where you going?
With you, Uncle Will. Get off.

Your mother would be furious.
Jules, get on the horse.

Where's the Indian
who's supposed to be at this gate?

When Bill's dressed for a ride
and mounted on his stallion

any doubts
about his legend are soon forgot.

Yes, Bill's fine physical portrait
hides any faults his mind possesses.

But any tracker will tell you

if you don't know what you're after
you'd best stay home.

There they are, Uncle Will!

Control yourself.
That'll teach Sitting Bull a lesson.

It's a question of law and order.
Sitting Bull was out of order.

Here they come.

Now as they come over the ridge
we'll...

Wait a minute.

I don't see Sitting Bull.

No. They're not there. They must be
there. Maybe they're in the back.

I don't see Sitting Bull.
I don't see no Injuns.

Maybe they just didn't find them.

Oh, they found them. No Injun
ever got away from Uncle Will.

Maybe they're dressed in our clothes.
Alright, up stick. It's them.

But no down stick.

They're not there.

Oh, my God.

I don't see any Indians with them.
'Cause there ain't no Injuns there.

But Bill's the greatest
Indian hunter of them all.

He led fifteen
of the best trackers

into territory he knows better
than the back of his own hand

looking for an old man
a giant, and five boys.

It's not your fault, Bill.

We made it clear
that this is a camp, not a prison.

Nate's right.
We're not in the prison business.

Better tell
McLaughlin that he's gone.

"Sitting Bull escapes after first
trying to burn down the arena."

I sure thought you'd catch him.
They weren't that far ahead.

Ed, why don't you go close the gate?

I never saw him refuse a drink before.

I don't care what anyone says.

God bless Buffalo Bill!

God! He shot himself!

Damn bird.

Get out of here. Sit down.

Damn bird!

Well, I hate birds.

Me, too.

Bull and Halsey are out there.
What? How?

They must have tracked us.

Come on in, boys.

Couple of buffs got loose.
We had to chase them down.

Too bad you couldn't join us.
Where were you?

It's the first moon of the month.
Answer the question. Where were you?

During the 1st moon
Sitting Bull visits the sun

and the squaws
move teepees to the moon's path.

Stop sunning and mooning us
and tell us where you've been.

You were up in the mountains? Yes.
Wasn't that a little dangerous?

Sitting Bull knows the mountains.

What if I had sent someone after you?
Sitting Bull was not hiding.

In the mountains, Sitting Bull
realized he must do more in your show.

Well, now we're back in business.
Foes in '76, friends in '85.

I don't understand.
Explain that.

Sitting Bull will do the only thing
he would want to show his people.

And what is that?

Sitting Bull
will make the big grey dance.

Responsibility is a funny thing.

It's different for stars
than for ordinary folks.

Please, Buntline, this man's in pain.

That's why stars spend
so much time in front of mirrors.

To see if their good looks
can overcome their judgment.

Not now, Mr. Buntline, please.

A star like Buffalo Bill Cody
makes a judgment

it becomes a commitment.
It's got to stick at any cost.

The only way

I could have avoided
seeing him on that mountain

is if he never went to the mountain.

Now I can understand
why he lied to me.

He's got to look good
in front of his people, same as I.

But I'm generous and flexible.

That's good, generous and flexible.

Ladies and gentlemen
please take the places

we have specified for you.

Welcome, braves.
We welcome you with open arms.

Wranglers on the Deadwood coach
easy there.

I know the ladies
like to be bounced around a bit

but it'll blur the picture.

This is a very impressive assemblage.
Now, pay attention.

Nate, would you convey
to Buffalo Bill that we are ready?

I'm generous and flexible.

Bill!
I'll be there.

Generous and flexible.

I choose to overlook
the entire incident.

100 years from now, this photo
will still exist. Remember that.

This is the way
people will remember you.

Bill, good morning!

Ladies and gentlemen, Injuns
I didn't know you were ready. Sorry.

Get ready.

Look at the birdy!

Hold it!

I don't want Sitting Bull next to
Annie Oakley.

'Cause I don't want
Sitting Bull next to Annie Oakley.

The fans won't like it.
Put him with the other Indians.

I don't want
Sitting Bull next to Annie.

Um... Halsey...

It'd be a better idea, with

the sun factor, if you and the chief
moved over with the other Indians.

Sitting Bull
will stand by Annie Oakley.

Why don't you just
come over here where you should be?

Sitting Bull
will move for $25.

I swear he plans these things.

What do you want to do?
Let him stay where he is.

We'll put Halsey's face and hat
on Buck Taylor

and Sitting Bull's on
Johnny Baker and vice versa.

That way those two Injuns
will be with the other Injuns.

And don't show him the photograph.

Buffalo Bill says it was better
the first way. Make your photograph.

Everybody hold your breath now!

Hold it a minute. Hey, Dart!

Come here!
Go on, I'm getting my picture took.

Wayne, will you... Dart
go find out what that darkey wants.

A wire just came from the President.
This is no time to joke.

It's for real.
It's there. Tell them.

A wire came from
the President of the United States.

Who told you?
You can't read either.

You may take the photograph now.

Injuns gear their lives to dreams.

And when he dreams
no matter how farfetched it is

he'll wait till he dies
for it to come true.

White men, they're different.

They only dream
when things are going their way.

I'm no expert on the subject

but what Bull does is a lot cheaper
than mounting a Wild west show

which is just dreaming out loud.

"The Honorable William F. Cody."

"Grover Cleveland, President

has chosen to make the first stop
of his honeymoon ex cursion

in Buffalo Bill's
Wild West camp at Fort Ruth.

The scheduled time of arrival
is Thursday, October 18th at 8 p. M."

Night!
We've never done a night show.

Uncle Will, it's just like
in Sitting Bull's dream.

I bring up this dream business
because

things are starting to
take on an unreal shape.

Just think for a minute.
Sitting Bull...

Put yourself in his place.
You sit in your teepee and you dream.

Then you go to wherever
the dream might come true.

And you wait
for real life to catch up.

Mr. President, Mrs. Cleveland

...honored guests.
I'm Nate Salsbury.

And I can tell you
that Nate Salsbury

has never been as proud in his
long career as he is tonight

to present our very first
after dark, request performance

and to dedicate it to you
our finest American

and your fine, new wife.

Ed's in the box.
Burke's up there, too

laughing it up with the President
while we're stuck down here.

Grover Cleveland.

That bear is a star!
He's bigger than Buck Taylor!

He's bigger than you are.
He's the biggest man I've ever seen.

Meet America's national entertainer

the man who IS the Wild West
the honorable

William F. Cody

Buffalo Bill!

Mr. President

Mrs. Cleveland
distinguished visitors

I want to take this occasion
to welcome you to my Wild West.

Most people will tell you

that it's the father
of the new show business.

And may the sun
never set on this great nation

unless
it comes up again in the morning.

Mr. President
our wedding present for you.

Buffalo Bill writes all
of his original sayings himself.

All great men do.

Beautiful.

Just like day, darling.

What a shot!

He loves it.

It's freezing, come on!

Not yet.

OK... now!

Isn't that amazing, my dear?

Yes.

You hit him, Annie.
End it.

She got him.
It's part of the act. Everything's OK.

Is this part of the act?

Quick, I'm going to faint.

I'm bleeding to death. Don't run.
I got to get out. I'll fall.

The tomahawk they carry
shall rest in the ground

and peace and goodwill
to the nations abound.

Presenting Chief Sitting Bull.

What's he saying?
I don't know.

I don't understand a word
he's saying. Do you?

But I can guess.

He was joking.

He's got a sense of humor.

His way of making the grey mare dance.

To Sitting Bull and his dancing grey.

Or President Cleveland's
closest call!

Now everybody remember
be polite, be brief

and most of all, be yourself.
Remember, it's the President.

This means a lot to the troopers.
It means something to us, too.

How are you?
Did you get hurt today?

No, no, Annie never misses.

Frank, where've you been?
I'm pregnant. What?

Pregnant.

Congratulations, Mrs. Poole.

I sang it at the Teatro del Roma
in Rome, you know.

And I sang...

I never seen
black eyed peas like this.

You were impeccable.
Thank you.

Here we go. Champagne
and refreshments for everyone.

Can Nina sing now?
Oh, yes, my rose petal. Go ahead.

Our distinguished and delightful
First Lady has an announcement.

Quiet, please.

For your entertainment

my dear friend
Miss Nina Cavallini will sing...

..."Qui sola vergin rosa"
in Italian.

Brava!

You know, that's the nicest
invitation I ever got. Irresistible.

What a cultivated lady she is.
I'm always trying to spread culture.

Why don't you stay for a few days?
I'll show you the real Wild West.

I'd love to

but my secret life with
General Benjamin is wild enough.

Why are you?
Halsey, why's he here?

Great Father is here in answer to
Chief Sitting Bull's dream.

You weren't invited to this party.

No more Bull!

You go.
That way.

Let them in, Mr. Gordman.
Goodman.

The chief is a wonderful comedian.
Good to see you.

Great Father, Sitting Bull
has a very simple thing to ask you.

Mr. Halsey, I remind you that
in government, nothing is simple.

This request will satisfy
Sitting Bull's people forever.

Remember that I'm only "Great Father"
four years at a time.

And another thing
I face a Republican Congress.

I suggest
you deal with your local agent.

We have.
The agents will not help.

Doesn't that indicate
your request is impossible?

This request is simple.
He said nothing is simple.

Sitting Bull's request is simple.

Sitting Bull dreamed he would
meet the Great Father here.

He hoped the Great Father
would honor his request.

I'm sorry
There's nothing I can do.

But you haven't heard
Sitting Bull's request.

But it doesn't make any difference.
It's out of the question.

What a confrontation.
Congratulations, Mr. President.

We've had a delightful day with you.

Mr. President

I now see why you're President.
It's uncanny.

The basic, pioneer perception.

The difference between a President

and a chief in a situation like this

is a President knows enough
to retaliate before it's his turn.

Remember that.
I'll use it at the convention.

Well, Mr. President
I know you're tired

and want to hit the hay.
My personal bed is at your disposal.

It's hardly ever been used.

Where will you sleep?
You can sleep with me.

I'll sleep on the prairie
under the moon, listening to

the lullaby of the coyotes.

You see, I ain't
always been a comfortable man.

It's a man like that
that made this country what it is.

Hello there, Dart.
Hello, Mr. Cody.

Is your work done, boy?
Yes sir. Everything's spic and span.

That's good. It's a shame the Injuns
can't learn from you coloreds.

But then they'd have nothin' to
fuss about, and they do like to fuss.

I ain't never thanked you for giving
me the opportunity to work for you.

No need. It's part of my upbringing.
I help coloreds when I can.

How's that?

My daddy was killed
trying to keep slavery out of Kansas.

Why'd he do that?
My daddy hated slavery so much

instead of letting 'em become slaves
he fought to keep all coloreds out.

Trying to protect you.

And he caught
a knife in his lungs for the trouble.

You want a drink. I'll buy.
You can sit up front with me.

No, sir. It's already late
and I ain't got no time for that.

I've got to feed your horse.
Thank you for asking.

Where's the Old Bonded, Crutch?
Hello, Mr. Cody.

Well, I'll be damned!
Buffalo Bill himself.

Buy an old friend a drink?
Another glass.

I was beginning
to think you didn't exist.

But here you are in the flesh
and what a sight for sore eyes.

You sure passed me by.

Like watching a seed grow into
a tree that's too tall to climb.

You got everything you ever wanted.

You even have the President of the US
sleeping in your bed.

Let's forget that, Ned
and get drunk.

I can't forget it.
Looking at you reminds me of it.

So live it.
Way past the living.

In 100 years
they'll be shouting your name.

You're no longer one of the boys.
You're not like ordinary folk.

It gives me goose bumps
just being this close to you.

You still got the knack
don't you, Ned?

You make it easy, Bill.
You were probably the best ever.

And I'd like to have you
back with the show.

But, frankly, Nate
can't stand the sight of you.

Nostalgia ain't what it used to be.

You ain't changed, Bill.

I ain't supposed to.
That's why people pay to see me.

Well

This has been a sobering experience.

Damn near a religious awakening.

Buffalo Bill...

What a thrill to have invented you.

What do I owe you for my stay?

Nothing, Mr. Buntline.
You don't owe me nothing.

Thanks, Crutch.
'Cause that's what I got.

Nothing.

I'm off to California to preach
against the vultures of Prometheus.

Ned.

See you around.

See you in hell, Bill.

I want to cut the glass blowers.
People really want to see you ride.

When you were in Europe
did you say hi to the Queen for me?

Yes, they're still talking about you.
Can't wait for your return.

This'll be our biggest year yet.
We'll gross over 2 million dollars.

I ever tell you I hold the record for
a continuous ride on the Pony Express

322 miles in 18 days.
Oh, I know.

Sit down and have a drink.
Too early for me. You look great.

Yeah, well, I feel great.
Like I could go on forever.

Marty, did I ever tell you that I hold
the Pony Express record

320 and some odd miles
and 18 horses...

Big news.

They've shot Sitting Bull... dead.

I'll be damned.
Oh, my God.

What is it?
Sitting Bull's dead.

McLaughlin's police, at standing rock.
They say he was trying to escape.

He was riding the grey
that Bill gave him.

The horse danced
when they shot the chief.

Who's going to tell Bill? Nobody.
Mo point bothering him with that.

I don't dream.

Must be somebody out...

I'm not alone.

Oh no, don't buckle.
He ain't really there.

I hate women. I hate them!

Cost me a lot of wampum.

Alright, suit yourself.

You ain't even the right image.

Halsey, get out here.

Tell the chief you've got
all the brains. I'll tell him.

Chief!
Halsey's got all the brains.

Ex cept Halsey
he doesn't mean a word he says.

Which is why he sounds so real.

Real...

Let me show you something about real.

I was a boy.
I was eleven years...

Nine.

I was nine.

I caught this big buff

right smack in the middle.

God meant for me to be white.

God meant for me to be white.

And it ain't easy.

I got people with no lives

living through me. Proud people.
People to worry about.

And another thing.

My daddy died without seeing me
as... as a star.

Profitable, good looking.

Custer was a star.

He was a good man.

He gave coffee and sugar.

Don't.
He was a good man.

He gave the Indians
reason to be famous.

Damn you!

In 100 years...

...I'll still be
Buffalo Bill... star!

And you'll be the Injun.

My God, look at you.
Look at you.

You want to stay the same.

Well, that's going backwards.

Buntline...
Oh, damn you, you deserter.

I'm curious, Chief.

My friends are curious.
My women are curious.

My fans are curious.

And they pay me for it.

I give them what they expect.

You can't live up to what you expect.

That makes you
more make believe than me.

You don't even know
if you're bluffing.

The difference

between a white man
and an Injun, in ALL situations

is that an Injun is red.

And an Injun is red
for a real good reason.

So we can tell us apart.

To tell us apart.

My God

ain't he riding that horse right?

If he ain't...

then how come
all of you took him for a king?

You see

I ain't got nobody to talk to.

Ex cept you.

And you ain't even there.

Carve it.

Yeah, carve it...
all of us.

Carve our names.

And celebrate the event.

Ladies and gentlemen.

For the first time in the history of
show business, Nate Salsbury

and William F. Cody present a conflict

between two of the greatest
warriors in western civilization

staged with spectacular realism.

Behold Chief Sitting Bull
warrior of the western plains

who has murdered more white men
than any other redskin

spoiled more white women
than any other redskin.

This bloodthirsty leader
of the Hunkpapa Sioux

has challenged Buffalo Bill
to a duel to the death!

Sitting Bull
is played by William Halsey.

Buffalo Bill, called "Pahaska" which
means "long hair" in Sioux

accepts the challenge
for his beloved country.