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You ever regret coming out
here to Texas, Britt?

One or two times
when the weather's up

and my feet are
freezing off, maybe.

Besides that, nope.

Never on a day like this.

Nope, never.

Get up!

Hello, Alan.

How are my friends in elm creek
these days?

We're all fine, John.

Got a lot of spring calves
and three new babies.

How are you doing?

- Hello, Mr. Phillips.
- Hello, Britt. What do y'all need?

Johnson must be rich.

Bought his-self a pet nigger
to trail along behind.

I wouldn't make that kind

of talk too loud
if I were you boys.

That pair's tighter
than brothers.

They about tore the hide off
four of my troopers

who made some jokes like that one day.

Hey, sarge!

Who's in charge around here?

You got a commanding officer?

Colonel McKensie's over
at the fort.

Who set your horse on fire?

There's a war on.

Broke out four days ago.

They fired on fort sumter
in the carolinas.

Is Texas in it?

Everybody's in it,
north and south.

Gonna be a hard rain
falling everywhere now,

I reckon.

Yeah, especially around here.

Colonel McKensie, the news
is traveling pretty fast.

This means you'll be
pulling out, doesn't it?

The southern states
have seceded from the union.

This is hostile territory for us.

But still, we got a special situation
here this close to Indian land.

My command has been
ordered east to ft. Leavenworth.

We will depart within 48 hours.

So you're aware, of course,
what the Kiowas and

the comanches are gonna do
when they get this news?

Soldiers don't make wars,
Mr. Johnson.

We just fight them.

My orders say report to Kansas,
and that's what we will do.

Colonel, as soon as your
troops go out of this gate,

the Indian raids
are gonna start again.

We're gonna be knee deep
in blood.

Mr. Johnson...

I really do regret that.

Maybe I know better than you do
what you're gonna be up against

without troops here
to protect you.

But the south started this war.

Texas chose the slavery side.

You have to look to Texas
to protect you.

Well, sir, it's gonna be
mighty hard to find

extra soldiers to fight Indians
with a war on.

You don't feel compelled
to fight for Texas in this war?

I left Carolina
to get away from slavery.

I don't intend to fight
for it now.

Obviously, Britt's
not interested.

I admire you for that, sir.

Others might not.

Good luck.

I mean that sincerely.

Sir.

Well, I hope when the war's
over, I can buy you a drink.

After the war, I hope
I got no holes in me

so I can hold a drink.

Britt! Hey, Britt!

The troops are pulling out!

Look, we gotta get some
more ammo and buy all

the ammunition he'll sell you.

I'm gonna go buy a horse,
and ride for the ranch,

and bring in
all the other settlers.

We're gonna have a meeting
and work out a plan.

Colonel McKensie's got no choice
but to pack up his troops.

He's got his orders.

And we've got our
necessities here.

We've got no time to waste
in making decisions.

Well, I, for one, am
goin' back to Louisiana

to sign up and kill
as many bluejackets

as the good lord is willin'
to put in front of me.

My name's Tom Fitzpatrick.

That's Irish.

I don't owe nothin' to the north
or the south in this scrap.

I'm staying here and fighting
for what I've grubbed out

over five long years,
and no redskin Indian's

gonna make me think
twice about it!

Daddy! Daddy!

I'm taking my family to the fort.

My son's doing the same.

Kind of a funny choice
they're givin' us. Go back east

and fight the Yankees over
a bunch of nigger slaves,

or stay right here
and kill redskin niggers

right in our own backyard.

Better without either of them,
I'd say.

Ralph, maybe we ought
to be heading home.

You mind your own place,
woman, or I'll knock you into it!

Don't mind him, frank.

Pay him no mind.

That poor young delores.

I wouldn't wanna be held
captive to that animal.

Put the sack down over here.

- Hey, Mrs. Fitzpatrick.
- Hello, Britt.

Need more biscuits, Beth.

Beth, you, Tom, and the kids,
if you're worried about being

out on your place alone,
you're welcome to move

in here with us
'til we see what develops.

Thank you, Sarah.
That's kind.

We have an extra room
in the back.

We'd be glad to make room for you.

It would comfort me, but I don't
think Tom would be able to do that.

All right, now those of us that are
staying need to make some hard plans.

People might wanna double up,
live together for a while.

Now I'm gonna ride to Austin
and see if I can talk

those politicians
into giving us a company

of rangers or some militiamen
to occupy fort belknap.

Say, Grady, wanna ride with me?

You know some of those people
in the statehouse, don't you?

Yes, sir.

My cousin's one of 'em.

I'll ride with you, Alan.

Those politicians better give us some help,
or I'll beat them 'til they do.

Thanks, Tom.

McKensie should have wiped
out all the Indians while he had

the horse soldiers here to do it!

Anyone who counts on
the government to do his job

for him, well, he's a fool!

Yankee or Texas government.

Me and my kinfolk,
we're staying on.

We're gonna fight for what's
ours like we always did!

Ah, ain't much in this crowd
'cept chicken-gut pig farmers

and nigger lovers anyway!

You know, I hate to spoil
anybody's fun at hurling insults

and calling names, but it seems
to me we're all in this together.

- That's right.
- Right.

For a thousand years, this
is Kiowa and comanche land.

They come to take it back.

I don't think they're gonna waste
time to sort us out according to color.

Oh, you go to hell, tar baby!

If the Indians come, you'll be
the first to cut and run!

Ralph, please!

They're gonna kill each other
before we ever see an Indian!

Get off this land, Mr. Holtz!

Move!

Take your white trash with you.

Don't think we're foolin'.

My advice to you, girl,
is to get as far away

from that beast as you can!

Alan, my wife tells me Sarah
invited us and the kids

to huddle up with your family
for a while.

We appreciate that.

Well, sure. You can drive
your livestock over

and combine 'em with
Britt's and mine.

Aw, thanks, but I won't
be doing that.

Well, three hands can keep
'em a lot safer than one can.

No offense to you, Alan, but I
can't have the kids living with "them".

Aw, hell, Tom.

I didn't know you
had that disease too.

Maybe you ought to go
and fight for slavery.

I ain't for slavery, Alan.

I just can't have my kids living
under the same roof as darkies.

Tom, Britt and I grew up
together since we were babies.

He's more of a man than most
white people I've ever known.

He'd die for me,
and I'd die for him.

It'd do your children a world
of good to be around some people

for a while that don't see color
around every corner.

You wanna get your family killed
because you're stiff and ignorant,

well, then so be it.

Come on, get up!

Frank, get the gate
for me, will ya?

Yeah, that's good.

That's good.

Boy, you're gonna
make a great cowboy.

Get up!

We getting any help from Austin?

Not much.

They're gonna send us 20
militiamen to Garrison the fort.

They say that's all
they can spare.

20 men?

That's spittin' in the ocean
of what we're gonna face.

You know somethin'
we don't know?

We got a visitor.

He just came back from the
territories trading buffalo hide.

Said the Indians are all excited
about the white eyes and their war.

They trailed the yank cavalry
heading out of here riding north.

Kiowas or comanches?

Both. They've all gathered
together under a comanche

war chief named little buffalo.

They've amassed an army,
more horsemen than he's ever seen before.

Now, little buffalo's
had a vision.

Said he's gonna kill or drive
every white man clear out of Texas.

What do you got to worry about?
Sounds like you're safe.

Hey, Britt!

Easy.

Now, how much time
does he say we have?

He just said they're gonna
come when they're ready, but

he's sure they're gonna come.

They're pitiful young,

Just kids.

Too young or too old.

God help us if this is

all that stands between us
and those savages out there.

I hope you boys brung
your slingshots!

We got a lot of fierce
jackrabbit up here!

Where I come from, sir,

most the men have guts enough
to go off and fight a war.

Company, at ease!

Most of you haven't met me.

I'm captain buck Barry.

I command that mighty army you
noble citizens of Texas greeted

so enthusiastically
when we arrived.

I'd like to thank you for that.

But the words I'm likely
to choose ain't fit to follow

a hymn to god or words
from a preacher.

Now, I know we ain't
the Roman legions,

but I've killed enough injuns to
qualify as some kind of expert.

And my advice to you is get your families
inside fort belknap starting today.

Now, those of you from
the outlying areas

like elm creek and such,
you better get your as--

Your fannies in here right now.

I'm not coming in.

We're gonna protect what's ours.

And if you people want
to huddle up and shiver

in your boots in that fort,
well, that's your business.

Now, I said I was giving
advice, making a suggestion.

You want me to make that
an order, I can do that.

You gonna enforce orders with
that raggedy bunch you brung up

from Austin, or are you hiding
something I don't see?

Captain Barry?

Captain Barry, with respect,
sir, you were sent here

to protect the settlement,
but not to dictate conditions.

Now, I'm sure we'd all
be very grateful if you would

help us to organize a defense,
but I'm certain that my brother

and I do not intend to hand over our
livestock and our homes to the Indians.

What's your name, sir?

Alan Johnson.

Well, Mr. Johnson,
I hate to say this in mixed company.

Don't you come crying to me
when the comanches get through

amusing themselves with your women

and carrying off your children.

We could still move into the fort.

They'll take the horses,
and they'll burn these houses.

I don't want to start
all over again.

We could scatter the livestock.

Indians won't bother
to gather 'em up.

We'll probably find most
of them later on.

Folks don't want me and
my family inside that fort.

Even if that fort was as big
as half of Texas,

they'd still think they was sleeping
with niggers if we was there.

White ones hiding
from red ones worried

about black folks breathing
the air inside their walls.

God sure does have a sense
of humor, don't he?

We surely must be fools
laughing at a time like this.

You know something?

We've been fools ever since we
left Carolina, but we've come this far.

Yes.

We've got the place
we dreamed about.

We've lived through Indian raids
before.

We'll get through this one.

I say we stay where we are.

All right.

All right.

Can we eat now?

Sure thing, frank.

Sit right down.

Hat off at the table.

You worried about
something, Alan?

I don't know.

See, from everything
I've heard about these Indians,

they get along about
as well as... in-laws.

Maybe the Kiowas and
the comanches won't be able

to stay together for very long.

Maybe they'll just
come down here

in a little raiding party,
and make off with some cattle

and horses the way
they've done before.

That way, we could fight 'em off
like we done before

long as we don't panic.

Well, whatever happens,
we will deal with whatever...

...comes our way.

In fact, I think when we get
to heaven, the lord will smile

at us, and he will say,
"Alan and Sarah Johnson,

do you know why you are here?"

And I will say, "Not exactly, lord,
but we will deal with..."

"whatever comes our way."

I'm not so sure I'm going
to heaven, but I know you are.

Oh? Why's that?

Because you are god's
most beautiful creation.

He's gonna want to enjoy
your company as much as I do.

If you never get to heaven,
it is because you are such

a smooth-talking devil.

I love you, Sarah.

What'd I ever do to deserve
a woman like you?

Well, let's see.

You swept me off my feet,
dragged me away from a life of

luxury and comfort to live in
a log cabin on

the vacant frontier,
threatened by Indians and wild animals.

Come to think of it, what did
you do to deserve...

That's what you did.

You kissed me...

You charmed me...

You made me fall in love.

All right, listen up!

The next man I catch drinking inside
this fort, I'm gonna horsewhip personally!

I know it's hard waiting,
but they'll be coming...

Probably when the moon starts getting
full so they can see to ride at night.

If not the end of this moon,
it'll be the next.

So we gotta hold
ourselves together!

Say, Britt.

Couldn't sleep.

Do not like that moon.

Say, brother, you don't think they're
going to attack at night, do you?

Well, they always travel at night.

As far as attacking when it's dark...

It's just those little
raiding parties that come

sneaking in at night, 10 or 20
braves stealing our horses,

burning down the barn.

They always come at night
for them kind of pranks.

It's not a little raiding
party that I'm worried about.

Next time, they won't be coming
for horses and cattle either.

Nope.

Well, captain Barry's got
scouts all up and down the river.

They'll warn us in plenty
of time, won't they?

Yeah, we got six people here
who can shoot,

and more bullets than god
made injuns.

Right.

I'm scared. You scared?

Hell yes.

I may be brave...

But I ain't stupid.

So, Britt, you still like

Texas, comanches and all?

It's not much worse than hell,

but it's a lot better
than Carolina.

Hey, let's wake up the irishman
and drive our stock down to the river.

We'll let 'em drink their fill and get 'em
back here by first light in the morning,

then we'll hold 'em here for a couple
nights 'til this big moon goes down.

All right.

You go ahead and wake him up.

All right.

Hey, you know, my wife says
that we're gonna credit

in heaven for letting
that bigot sleep under our roof.

Yeah, sounds right to me.

What's wrong?

They're kissing.

What's wrong with that?

Maybe you ought to kiss me, darlin'.

Well...

Why don't I start a fire
and make some coffee?

You go get Sarah.
She isn't gonna sleep tonight.

Frank?

Come on, children,
get up to bed.

Go on.

Let's herd 'em up,
go get some breakfast!

Come on.

Damn, I'm cold.

This water's freezin'!

Captain ought to at least
let us make a fire tonight.

Injuns'll lift your scalp one night,

won't care for a cozy fire no more.

David! David!

Pa! Pa!

Let's go! Let's go!

Pa! Pa!

Gimme that!

Dolores! Come out here!

Look what we got!

Dolores!

Must be our place.

Let's go!

Want me to run for dad
and uncle Alan?

No. If we hear it,
they'll hear it.

They'll get here.

We have time to hitch a wagon.

We can all make it to the fort.

That's what Tom would want us to do.

That's if they're all
coming from one direction!

We could just as well run into
another bunch heading toward the fort.

Britt said get inside
and bar them doors!

- There's rifles on the shelves...
- Oh, my lord!

Frank, get inside!

Get inside!

Frank, give your mother
that gun.

Stay down, son.

Beth, you comfort those kids.

Leave the shootin' to us.

We've been through this before.

Don't shoot unless they try
and break in.

Here they come!

Help!

He's got the gun!

Help!

Help!

God, no.

Beth!

My wife, my children!

I'll kill them redskins!
I'll kill them all!

Shut up!

No, Tom, there's too many!

I'm goin' down there!

You're gonna get my family
killed.

Now, if we stay back,
they may survive this.

Get a hold of yourself!

Act like a man. We got work to do.
You can cry and blubber later!

They're alive.

That's something.

Maggie! Get out here!

Those last shots have got
to be from the Johnson place!

Grady! Grady!

They got our women and children!

There's an army of 'em!

Tom, ride on ahead to the fort.

They probably don't know
what they're facing.

Grady!

Move on out to the fort,
and don't stop 'til you get there!

You're too heavy!
Throw some of that stuff off!

That's right. That's right.

Keep going.

Where the hell have you been?

They've got my family!

The Johnsons and others!

I had scouts out at elm creek,
they must have got killed.

How many injuns you see?

Oh, too many to fight,
hundreds of 'em!

And I heard shots from
the other ranches too.

- You the last one in from down there?
- No, Grady bragg's coming.

The Johnson boys
stayed back with him.

- All right, let's go!
- Come on.

- Keep it going, Grady!
- No, don't stop!

Don't stop, keep going!
Gotta get to the fort!

There's nothing much
we can do in there.

We flank around behind
those injuns and be patient.

When they rush the fort,
they might leave the captives unguarded.

You fellas coming or
waiting for a comanche haircut?

Right, there's nothing much
we can do here.

You fellas are
planning something?

I'm with you.

Irish, if those injuns
had you instead of your family,

I'd send 'em whiskey
to skin your hide!

Well, you better keep your head on,
Tom, or one of us is gonna blow it off!

Come on, get up.

Here they come.

Let's get outta here.

Fire some cover for
those devils out there!

Get that gate open!

They killed Fitzpatrick.

Hey, captain!
They're moving!

All right, men, here they come.

Now, hold your fire!

I want you to keep your sights locked
on 'em and hold your fire 'til my signal.

Oh, god, look at that.
They're breakin' west!

Come on, men, hold your fire.
They're turning west!

Must have figured it wasn't worth trying
to get at us inside of the fort, captain.

Well, more than likely,
they just figured there

was easier pickins at the
other settlements east of here.

They'll do the same
to everybody along the river

and head back up
to the territories to celebrate,

and divide up the women
and children they took.

Wanna track 'em?

Wouldn't be hard
to follow a band that big.

Yeah? Then what we gonna do
when we find 'em?

Well, I can't just stand
around here doing nothing.

I'll go crazy.

I can't stand to think about it.

It's all my fault.

- I never shoulda--
- Look, shoulda doesn't mean nothing.

I'm the only one
that can do anything.

What do you mean?

Remember a couple years ago
I was out hunting cattle?

I met those two drifters?

Yeah, buffalo hunters.

Yeah. They said they had wintered with
the comanches along the Washita river.

Right.

One of them had been injured
in some kind of scrape.

They fought so well that the
Indians gave them women and horses.

Yeah, offered to let 'em
join the tribe.

Yeah. They said that Indians
feel different about blacks.

They think we got some sort of mojo,
big medicine, whatever they call it.

So what you gettin' at?

Comanches will trade for anything,
give 'em enough horses.

I'll give 'em every horse in Texas to
get those women and children back.

Hey, that's worth a try.

You give 'em enough stuff, get
'em interested in talking, let's try it.

No, no, no.
You ain't goin'.

- What?
- Look...

They see another white man crossing
the red river after all this,

they'll kill us and
every hostage they're holdin'.

I gotta go alone.

Look, Alan, it's gonna take
all your talking skills

to make sure these settlers
don't try and stop me.

Aw, Britt, but I can't
let you do that alone.

Alan, the best thing you can
do to help is make sure that

when I get back, if I get back,
that you have your hands on

as many good horses as you can to
trade for those women and children.

All right.

I'll go talk to the captain
and get him in on it.

Yeah, but don't tell
nobody else.

I don't want anybody
trying to stop me.

All right.

Frank?

Friend.

Friend.

Friend.

I come in peace to talk to the Kiowa.

Friend.

Friend.

Friend.

Friend.

Friend.

Friend?

Are you lost, or are you
crazy, buffalo man?

I, uh...

Well, you can't be brave
enough to come here alone.

You must be crazy.

I come to talk to the Kiowa
and comanche chiefs.

You come here alone to talk
to Kiowa and comanche?

Where's your army?

Well, if I had an army,
I would be crazy.

My family was taken on
your raid on the brazos.

I will give many horses
to get 'em back.

I see only two horses.

I have many horses on
the brazos.

If you had many horses,
we have most of them now.

Who is your chief?

The Kiowa chief is Lone Wolf.

Well, take me to Lone Wolf.

Tell him that the Kiowas and the comanches
were to return the women and children,

I will give to you so many horses
that the white eyes at the brazos

would no longer have horses
to ride against your people.

We're not afraid of the white eyes
who hide in their forts like rabbits.

As long as you have
their women and children,

and they have horses, the white eyes
will ride here and seek revenge.

Now you have seen
the white eyes' revenge.

They won't even spare your babies.

Lone Wolf asks
if you are a shaman.

He sees you brought no horses.

Can you wave your hand,
and horses appear?

Tell him there will be horses
for those who wish to trade.

Throw it high.

For the leader of the Kiowa.

When he speaks, his enemies will
know that their names have been called.

Tonight, you will feast with Lone Wolf
and tell him how you will make

the ponies appear if he decides
to trade with you

for the white-eyed bitches
and their mongrel pups.

You know this man?

Mr. Johnson.

Mrs. Holtz.

They call me Morning Star.

Do you think Mr. Johnson is crazy?

No. I think he's a good man.

He wants to know how many
ponies you are worth to trade.

Have you seen my wife
and my child?

No. They're not here.

I think they're
with the comanches.

Sarah Johnson's with them too.

How do you come to speak
American so well?

Like you, I once lived
among the white eyes.

They raided my village
when I was a child.

For a long time,
I was a slave to them.

And then one night, there was
a buffalo woman and her husband.

They were slaves
to the white eyes.

They helped me to escape.

You don't act like anyone's slave.

No. I am a free man.

A free man who lives in a box
with the white eyes?

What I propose is
that your warriors return

the captives to the brazos and
exchange them for horses at this time.

What is to keep the white eyes
from killing my warriors

instead of handing over the horses?

Lone Wolf holds a club
over the white eyes' heads.

His warriors could easily kill
the captives if anything goes wrong.

I hear you hope to trade the comanche
for your wife and your child.

Yes.

Well, if I do this and you betray me,

my warriors will kill
your woman and child first.

You may be crazy, but some
of my best warriors are crazy too.

I will give you a good Kiowa name.

Among the Kiowa, you will
be known as Black Fox...

If you ever let it be known that you
came to this name by outfoxing Lone Wolf,

I will slice off your manhood
and feed it to the dogs.

And what of the horses, my chief?

Your white-eyed brothers will trade
three horses for each woman,

and one horse for each child.

That's his final word.
We'll hear no more of it.

Lone wolf makes a just trade,
and I accept it.

But do not call the white eyes
my brothers.

With one exception, they are
simply a people that I walk among.

You know, Black Fox,
the thing to remember

about the comanche
is that they are beasts.

It's easy to trick them,
but they are quick to slice

your throat if they think
you have made a bad bargain.

So you're telling me that
I should let them get

the best of me in the bargaining?

No.

If you strike a better bargain with the
comanches than you did with Lone Wolf,

then Lone Wolf will slice your throat.

Sounds like I'm walking a
tightrope with this bargaining.

You're walking on the edge
of a knife.

Why did you not attack the fort
when you raided the white eyes?

The fort was not in
little buffalo's vision.

He saw the Kiowa and
the comanche sweeping

over the white eyes
like a storm driving them away.

There was no fort in his dream.

Lone wolf fought with them
because of this mistake.

That's why the comanche
have returned to their hunting

grounds and the Kiowa to ours,
or we would have come back

and killed you all.

Black fox could trade
his three horses

and the gifts he brings, and
get his family back from the comanche.

The others.

I made a promise to the others to
bring back their women and children.

The white eyes would kill me
if I came back

without their women and children.

Forget the white eyes.

Walk among the Kiowa.

I will be your brother.

Chief Lone Wolf would
not get his horses

if I did not go back.

I gave him my word.

Lone wolf would
test your courage.

If he saw you as a warrior,
he might forget the horses.

If the white eyes have taken
away your manhood while you walk

among them, you could not walk
with the Kiowa, with Lone Wolf, with me.

No one has taken a knife
to our manhood.

No one has made slaves
out of us.

The only thing I'm slave to
is my family and my word.

Running dog can test my manhood
any way he chooses.

You son of a bitch!

You ain't gonna get me
without a fight!

No!

If we go north with an army
and catch them injuns nappin',

wouldn't be no more injun trouble!

Wouldn't be no more injuns.

We kill every man,
woman, and child, huh?

Well, Johnson.

Looks like that nigger of yours
got hisself killed or else moved

right in with them redskins.

Gentlemen, Britt's only
been gone a couple weeks.

It's a long ride both ways.

He could be dead, or
he could be chasing all over

the Indian territory bartering
to get your loved ones back.

Well, I say that he sold us
all out for a tepee and some

young Kiowa girl
to keep his belly warm at night.

Mr. Holtz, if I didn't sympathize

with what you and all of us here
have been going through with

this terrible waiting, I would
sure be tempted to put a bullet

through your head right now.

Hold it.

Nobody move.

Long as I'm in charge here,
there'll be no shootin'.

From now on, there'll be
no more drinkin' neither.

You can start by gettin' rid of
them whiskey bottles back there.

Do it!

All right, now let me
say something.

I don't have any way of knowin'
what Britt Johnson's fate is,

but I think it's time
we started gathering up

some horses just in case he does
come back with those hostages.

We gotta be ready to make that
trade 'cause whatever Indians

come back with our families,
they're gonna get mighty nervous

if they don't see a herd
of horses waiting.

What if they don't
come back at all?

Yeah!

I guess we'll have to do
whatever we have to do,

but I think we should
round up some horses.

It won't hurt anything.

It might keep us from killing
each other in the meantime.

Tell him that I come alone,

That I risk my life to be here,
that I only want to offer horses

in exchange for my family,
and the women and children of the tejanos.

He says any comanche is free to trade
horses for white eye women and children

if he chooses.

He's a war chief.

Outside of war, the true people
are their own masters.

He cares nothing about the women
and children of the white eyes.

Tell him I wanna bargain
for my family.

We've already spoken.

He says he has more horses
than any other comanche.

- He's not interested in trading.
- He has to.

The chief told you
every comanche is free

to do as his heart tells him.

I won't leave here without 'em.

I'll take back every woman
and child with me,

or there'll be no trade at all.

Among the Kiowa people,
if a man refuses to trade

for captives,
I don't know any Kiowa

who'd prefer to keep even a
buffalo woman and her child

when he could trade for horses.

There would be one way.

What's that?

If you insult him
or challenge him

in front of other warriors,
he will have to fight.

If you kill him, all that
he owns will be yours,

his horses, his wives,
all that he possesses.

If he kills you,
what will it matter?

Well, come on.

Tell me the worst insult,
and I'll do it now.

Look, some time ago,
there was a battle

between my people
and the comanche.

Standing bear killed four Kiowa
braves with an ax and a knife.

Black fox should sleep
and think about this.

I will fight him
any way he chooses.

Tell him I come in peace.

I wish to trade for my family.

Then tell him I will fight.

Tell him he is a coward,

And I will come for my wife
and my child in the morning.

Tell him I have hunted
and killed many bears,

and for a silly man
to stand on his hind legs

and roar like a bear
does not scare me.

I don't think people
are gonna wait much longer.

I know I can't just stay here
anymore doin' nothin'.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna ride north,
try to find Britt.

What good's that gonna do?

Well, if he's dead, nothin'.

But if he's alive and he's in trouble,
maybe I can help.

Maybe we can convince
the Indians they'd be bringing

destruction on themselves if
they don't return the captives.

The people here aren't gonna stand
for another raid like that one we had.

Try to convince the Indians
they'd be getting a full-scale

war and they wouldn't win it.

I'm not sure it'll work,
but I'll not try to stop you,

Mr. Johnson.

Good luck.

Thank you, sir.

How will I fight this man?

Knives?

Little buffalo is not pleased
with standing bear

for refusing to trade with you,
who have come in peace.

Because you walk among
the tejanos, even though

you are not a white eyes
yourself, you displease him.

To-yop-ke says you must fight the
cruelest way known to the true people.

There are no weapons.

You must face standing bear over
a pit filled with rattlesnakes.

That's too bad.

You would have made
a good Kiowa warrior.

You have sworn to kill
each other.

This will be done with honor.

The one who lives will claim
the possessions of the other.

You must never move past

the outer edge of the pit.

If you shame yourselves before
the fight is finished,

these warriors will not
hesitate to kill you.

There are no other rules.

The snakes will decide
the winner.

Here comes your other
wife with your horses.

Tell talking raven she is free.

Tell her her husband
was a brave man.

Tell her... I'm sorry.

Tell her those horses belong to her.

Take a horse for the boy.

Your chief.

I want to speak with your chief.

I want to speak with your chief.

Sarah! Sarah!

What the hell are you doin' here?

- I made a bargain!
- No! No!

They'll kill us!

He stays!

She's made it this far.

Hang on, we're going home.

Captain Barry!

Captain Barry! Captain Barry!
Britt Johnson's back!

The hell you say!

Honest, captain,
he's got the women and kids too!

Sergeant, get in here!

Britt Johnson's back
with the captives.

Now, get on out to where
they're holding them horses.

Tell 'em to bring 'em to
the river, as many as they got!

Go on! Go on! Get a move on!

Britt Johnson, my god!

Don't start nothin'.

Stay back there.

Find out what's goin' on here.

I gotta go down there
and see about the horses,

and I gotta go alone.

I will not insult you,

but I do not command
the comanche warriors.

If you don't return by nightfall
with the horses,

all these white eyes will die.

Look, there's no way that I
can get 70 horses by nightfall.

You gotta give me 'til the morning.

I can't close my eyes to sleep with
those tejano dogs across the valley.

Better be 70 horses
down there for me to bring back.

Adios.

Good luck.

Man, you done good work.

God bless you.

I need 70 horses.

I got the horses
grazing down the river.

I sent somebody after them,
but it might be a while.

Well, get all the men
you can muster.

We gotta have those horses
by the time the sun goes down,

or those Indians get nervous.

They're gonna kill
everybody they got up there.

I ain't gonna let that happen.

Get them horses moving!

Britt Johnson's back with
the women and children!

Britt Johnson's back with
the women and children!

Captain Barry, you better get
your men ready and anybody else

that can handle a gun.

If those horses don't get here,
I'm gonna ride up there and talk to 'em.

If I ain't gettin' anywhere
and those injuns run out of Patience,

they're gonna start shooting.

All right, let's get
our horses. Come on.

Let's see how many you
can find in this crowd

to chase after them Indians
once we get the captives back.

Ain't got enough to do it
by ourselves.

The horses are coming!

The horses are coming!

We got 'em.

Keep those horses moving
so the injuns can see 'em.

This is worth a whole lot of lives, boys.

They're coming.

Black fox, you are a man of honor.

I'm proud to be your brother.

Running dog will always
be my brother.

Sarah!

All right.

Come on, let's go home.

Dolores?

Dolores, where are you?

Hey, you!

Where's my wife?

I don't know.

Look up there!

You bring my wife
down here right now, boy!

I paid good horses!

I brought her back, holtz.

Anything else is your problem.

You made a deal with them wild
animals for my wife, didn't you?

She's staying of her own
free will, holtz.

If you didn't beat her and
treat her worse than a slave,

she might be in your arms
right now.

Now, you sleep on that
for a few years, and you get

away from my family!

It's 'cause of you that my wife's
been dragged off by them savages!

I mean to ride and get her back.

Who's gonna ride with me, huh?

Ain't but two dozen of them.

We can slaughter the bunch
'fore they gone 10 miles!

They kept their word,
and we'll keep ours.

We made the deal, holtz.

The swap's been done.

I gave my word.

Now, you're gonna have to go
through me if you wanna break it.

I ain't gonna forget this.