All language subtitles for Wagon Train S02E10 - The Tent City Story

Ho!

What's the idea, Major?

You can't be trusted with a
rifle, so I'm relieving you of it.

You can't take a man's
rifle away, not in this country.

Start digging.

What? Bury that buffalo.

That's good meat. My
wife and kids are hungry.

Everybody on the whole
train is hungry, but they're alive.

Now, you start digging,
mister, and you'd better hope

that you get that thing covered up
before one of White Eagle's scouts sees it.

Now, go on. Go ahead, dig.

♪

I'm only gonna
say this once more.

This is not the first time
I've taken a wagon train

through White Eagle's territory,

and when I tell you that the only way
he lets us through without attacking us

is for us to holster our guns
and leave his game alone,

I know gol' darn well
what I'm talking about.

You take Burns back to that second
supply wagon and chain him up.

Make sure he stays there till we're
through White Eagle's hunting grounds.

It's gonna be a couple weeks before
we get out of White Eagle's way.

You can't just chain a man
up like an animal for that long.

This whole train could've
been massacred for what he did.

I aim to see it doesn't happen
again. Go do like I told you.

Come on.

Oh, no, please.

Please, Major Adams,
don't do it.

He's learned his lesson.
He won't do it again.

Mrs. Burns,
running a wagon train

is not always a popular job.

I have to do a lot of things
I don't like to do

in order to keep order and discipline or
we wouldn't get halfway where we're going.

And even if it means making
an example out of your husband,

I'm sorry, but that's
the way it's got to be.

Then why don't you use a bullwhip
on him too, you Simon Legree!

I'm sorry I'm the one that
has to do this to you, Clyde.

Then what are you doing it for?

Why didn't you and the others stand up
to the major when you had the chance?

And cross the major?
Are you kiddin'?

No, I'm not. When a
man starts acting like

he thinks he's a king or something, then
it's high time we told him a thing or two.

When people are starving and he
does nothing to get 'em fresh meat,

then he can't be this rough on
'em... they just won't stand for it.

You know, it takes
a hard and tough man

to take a train like this from one
end of the country to the other,

and I'm just glad that Major
Adams has the job and not me.

Let 'em roll!

Charlie? Yeah?

Keep your eye on
Mrs. Burns, will ya?

In case she runs short of
food, give her some of ours.

I was gonna do that.

You were, huh? Well,
that is, with your permission.

It's all right. And if
she needs any help

with the horses or wagon,
why, help her out.

Yes, sir. Major, I think
you'd better know...

folks are getting
mighty restless.

About Burns, huh?

About him too, but mostly
about not having enough to eat.

They're saying as long as
Burns already killed that buffalo

that the least you could've done is
bring it back into camp and split it up.

Oh, they are, are they? And
they say discipline's one thing,

but when you keep good food
from them just to prove who's boss,

well, that's carrying
things a little bit far.

You know, Major, I was thinking.

Charlie and I could go out there
and dig that buffalo up.

Being dark the way it is,
White Eagle's scouts wouldn't

stand much chance spotting us.

Good idea, Bill. What
do you say, Major?

Do you want to know what I say?

Yeah.

All right, I'll tell you.

I'd say that you two
are getting to be

just about as bad as everybody
else in this wagon train.

You can't see one inch

beyond getting your
own bellies full

regardless of what it costs you.

You tell me that White Eagle's
scouts have got very little chance

of seeing us out there
digging up that buffalo.

Well, I'll tell you something.

Any little chance is
too much of a chance!

I gave White Eagle my word,

and everybody on this
train... including you two...

Are bending way over backwards
trying to get me to break it

and get us all killed.

Well, I'm not gonna
break that word!

And neither is anybody
else. And that's an order!

And in case you two have
forgotten who gives the orders,

I give 'em and you follow 'em!

Maybe that way we can manage
to stay alive a week or so longer.

Do I make myself clear?!

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

All right, then! Whew!

You suppose we said
something wrong?

Shut up!

Ooh!

Hold it right there.
Don't shoot, Bill. It's me.

Hey, Flint. Carrying
some good news.

We didn't expect you
for another day or two.

Well, I figured you were
getting tired of eating hardtack,

so when White Eagle said we could shoot
a few buffalo I thought I'd come tell you.

He really say that?

He say, "Wagon chief
keep-um word other time.

This time White Eagle
say shoot buffalo,

one for each finger on hand."

Five buffalo? Ugh.

Wait'll the major
hears about this.

What's Mrs. Burns doing
at the supply wagon?

I guess she's paying
Clyde a night visit.

What's he doing there?

He killed a buffalo, so
Major Adams put him in chain

for breaking the agreement
with White Eagle. I see.

I'll get the major
up. Do it gently.

McCullough got us permission
to kill five buffalo!

Hey, hey, hey. What?
Say that again.

McCullough got us permission
to kill five buffalo.

You know, I thought
that's what you said.

Ha, ha. How do you
like that no-good scout?

Coming through for us
at a time like this.

He can sure speak that
Indian language. Where is he?

Back over there someplace.

My own husband
lying here chained up

like he was a vicious criminal,

and me trying to keep the
children from seeing him like this.

I tell you, Mr. McCullough,
that Major Adams is inhuman.

He's turned into
a heartless beast.

What's a man to do if it ain't to
get food for his wife and kids?

I think you'll find that
when the major learns

White Eagle doesn't
care, he'll soften up.

Do you really think so? Do you
think he might turn Clyde loose?

Sure. He's not nearly the
heartless beast he pretends to be.

Oh, you don't think so?

Howdy, Major. I was
just telling Clyde here

that he really hasn't broken
White Eagle's law after all.

What right have you got
to tell him anything?

What I'm saying is true.

True or not true,
he disobeyed my orders.

That doesn't change
things one bit.

You mean you're not
gonna turn him loose?

I mean exactly that.

Well, isn't that being
kind of hard on him?

That, Mr. McCullough,
is none of your business.

And I'm getting sick and tired of having
everybody tell me how to run this train.

These people are my
responsibility, not yours.

All right. You don't
have to yell at me.

Then do your job and quit
whimpering to my people.

Oh, well, I'm very sorry,
Major Adams.

Forgive me. I've been away
for the last several days,

and I didn't realize that the wagon master
had turned into some kind of Simon Legree.

One more word out of you,
McCullough, like that,

and you can ride the trail
ahead on your own time.

Is that a threat?

You've got ears.

Then you'd better make it good
or withdraw it on the spot.

You trying to tell me
what to do again?

I'm telling you about this.

All right, McCullough,
you start riding.

Pick up your wages
and start riding!

It's a pleasure.

You think that was...
You want to ride with him?

No, sir, but... Then
drop it right where it is.

Yes, sir. What happened?

I thought I heard the
major bellowing like a bull.

Why don't you shut up?
Now what'd I say wrong?

You heard him. Shut up!

Why? Why?

I should've stayed in bed.

Here's your money, Flint.

Oh, thanks, Charlie.

CHARLIE: The major said to pay
you for the whole trip. It's all there.

I don't want any favors
from the major.

You tell him that half the trip

is worth half the salary.

Flint... Oh, and, uh,

well, say goodbye to
Bill Hawks for me.

What's your big hurry?

You heard the wagon
master. He said to ride.

And he's the boss around here.
Let's make no mistake about that.

So he lost his temper
for a minute.

He'll be all right in the morning.
Why don't you wait till then at least.

No, he's yelled at me
for the last time.

I've got a little pride
too, you know.

Between the pride you've got
and the pride he's got,

you've both lost a good friend.

You were good friends, you know.

Yeah, we were, weren't we?

Yeah. What are you
gonna do about it?

Well, probably
regret it one day.

Where'll you go? What'll you do?

I'll get another job.

There's a tent city
down the way.

Maybe I'll settle there
for a while. I don't know.

I scouted as far as the canyon.

It's all clear there. Ain't
bad until you get there.

Get yourself another scout.

You might tell him that, huh?

So long, Charlie.
Good night, buddy.

Well, there he goes.

I can see that, Charlie.

Oh, he said he only did half the
job, so he only took half the pay.

Put it away.

He'll wish he'd taken it all.

First town he hits,
first pretty girl,

he'll be broke inside of a week.

What do you care, Major?

I don't care, Charlie.

Yes, sir.

I couldn't care less
what happens to him.

Yes, sir.

And don't you forget that.

No, sir.

♪

Bartender,

you got anything decent
to drink back there?

We only got one kind.

Whether it's decent or not
depends on how bad you need it.

Thank you. Don't
try to be funny.

I wasn't. Come
on, another dollar.

It's my first
drink. That's right.

Two dollars a shot.

You're new.

Yeah.

My name is Goldie.

Flint.

Flint. That's a nice name.

You hungry, Flint?

If the food's no better
than the liquor...

I have influence.

Come with me.

Tables is crooked, I
tell ya. They been rigged.

A poor loser.

Yes, Miss Goldie?

Wong, pick out a nice
steak. It's for a friend.

I fix.

It takes a while
to get used to it.

Take me longer to
get used to the prices.

Ha, ha, ha. Wait'll
you pay for the steak.

Don't you want
anything? Nothing.

Then what's the... What's a nice
girl like me doing in a place like this?

Something like that.

I'm not public property.

I noticed nobody bothered you.

That's because
I belong... to him.

Who's he?

Tent City belongs to him too.

And the mine outside.

And 12 other mines.
And interest in 20 others.

His name is Will Hardisty.

And, uh, you don't like it?

Yes, but I'm not
very happy about it.

I was once,
and I could be again,

if we'd ever get out
of here, but we won't.

I've got a rival.
Not that I've noticed.

Tent City.

And the mine outside.

And the 12 other mines
and the interest in 20 others.

Plus the interest in the mines

of all the men who will not
pay their gambling debts tonight.

Just look at them.

Will Hardisty isn't the only
one interested in money.

He's just smarter at getting it.

There's more greed in this one tent
than you'll find in most full-sized towns.

All you need is
one silver strike,

and every get-rich-quick
bum crawls out

from under every rock
and heads for the spot.

I'll kill you!

Where were you? I
stepped outside for a minute.

A minute could've been too long

Lock him up.
I'll talk to you later.

Some way I'll get you, Hardisty!
Some way I'll get you yet!

All right, everybody, relax.
Everything is all right.

This is Will Hardisty.

He calls himself
Flint. Flint McCullough.

Most men would've let him
knife me. Why didn't you?

If he'd been facing you,
I might have.

I don't like anybody to get
it in the back for any reason.

That's the right answer,
McCullough.

I'm glad to meet you.

Surprised that kind of
thing is popular around here.

You misjudge me.
I'm an honest man.

Here's your steak,
mister. Thank you.

You do have influence.
Fifteen dollars, please.

- "Honest"?
- That's all right, Wong.

Thanks.

Supply and demand.
That's honest.

With White Eagle's ban
against hunting game,

folks around here'd starve to
death if I didn't bring supplies in.

And that's expensive. Some of
my wagons don't even make it.

Those that do have to pay for
those that don't. Simple arithmetic.

My help comes high too.

For instance,
I'd pay $1,000 a month

to a man that'd set up
law and order around here.

Of course, he'd have
to be honest too.

He'd have to be the type of man that didn't
like to see anybody stabbed in the back.

You offering me
the job, Mr. Hardisty?

I already have.
I'm not a lawman.

I think you can answer
my requirements.

Well, the money's tempting,

but I don't think my heart
would be in this kind of operation.

Now, suppose I could prove to
you that I'm just a businessman...

Nothing more, nothing less.

Prove to you that my
gambling tables were straight.

That the whole operation
is honest.

Would that make any
difference? It might.

You stick around till
everybody's left,

and you can personally tear the
tables apart to see if they're rigged.

You'll take the job, you know.

What makes you think so?

Because if you could get
$1,000 in any other place,

you wouldn't be here.

Besides that, you'll find
he did tell you the truth.

Will Hardisty is honest.

Good steak, Goldie. Thanks
for using your influence.

Anytime, Flint.

Anytime.

I thought I'd find you here.

Now, get along with you.

And this time stay
under your blankets.

I don't like to have them
see you this way, Clyde.

Good night, boys.

Your ma's gonna be
looking for you boys.

Get back to your wagon.

Good night.

Got company again tonight,
huh, Major?

Oh, stop enjoying yourself and
take those boys back to their wagon.

Why me?

Well, it's a little late for
you fellers to be up, ain't it?

Come on, I'll put you
safely to bed. Ha, ha, ha.

I told you to stay
away from Major Adams,

or he'll probably put
you in chains too.

Not a bad idea. Ha, ha, ha!

That's one of the funniest
things I ever saw, Wooster!

Hey! What the...

Well, we'll never
make it now, Major.

That canyon's gonna be full
of water. We're still gonna try.

Why? We're not in that
big a hurry, are we?

We can hole up here till the rain
lets up a bit. The horses need a rest.

Oh, Charlie, come
off of it, will ya?

I know just as well as you do
that there's a tent city up ahead,

and I know exactly what
you think you might find there.

Well, it wouldn't hurt none to mix
with civilization a little while, would it?

You know, have a drink or two
and maybe fatten up the bankroll.

Yeah, and maybe lose it all too,

and I'm not gonna take a
bunch of paupers into California.

Let's get out of here before
these canyons fill up on us.

We'll never make it in this
rain. Just get the slickers.

I wasn't more than 18 years
old when I made my first strike.

That was silver too,

over in the Arizona territory.

After two months of
digging, it was only two hours

of playing at a wheel like
this before somebody else

owned my claim
lock, stock and barrel.

You see, the thing that I learned
is when a man gets his hands

on a rich strike, no
matter how rich it is,

it isn't quite enough.

He wants it to grow
faster than he can dig.

That's why I don't
have to rig my game.

Well, did I tell you the
truth? Looks like you did.

Take the job?

Well, I'll need some
deputies if I do.

How about using this
fellow and his friend?

We work for Mr. Hardisty.

You got any objections
if I use them?

You're running the show.
That's the right answer.

The name's McCullough.
Now you're working for me.

Vic Traynor. Rod.

Rod. Remember, those are
legal guns you're wearing now.

Misuse them, you get in as
much trouble as anybody else.

I'll see you at jail
in the morning.

All right.

You do have a jail?

Such as it is.

Come on, I'll show you.

Ho!

Wagons, ho!

Major Adams! Major Adams!

This is as far as we're going.
The water's rising in that canyon.

I'm not gonna turn around
on a narrow trail like this.

I can see that.

Folks are not gonna like making
camp on the side of a mountain either.

Nothing we can do about it.

I guess if they don't
like it, they can go

back to Tent City for a
little excitement, huh?

They can what?

Well, it's only a quarter
of a mile behind us.

Come on, Major!
The first drink's on me!

All right, make clear.

Buffalo killed by white
man from wagon train.

Bury underground
to hide. I watch.

Later, dig up. Bring
to show White Eagle.

Through this pass,
I tell scout McCullough

wagon train can kill
five buffalo.

When this happen?

Three days past.

White Eagle make mistake.

Wagon chief break word
before I say can kill buffalo.

Make fool of White Eagle.

Make war on wagon train.
Kill white man.

Take white woman.

First, White Eagle think.

Hey! Hey, you!

Jailer!

I'd appreciate it if you'd
fetch me some water.

I'm powerful thirsty.

I'm not surprised.

You were carrying
quite a load last night.

Thanks.

Can I have some more?

Hey, ain't you the feller
that shot me last night?

Yeah, I guess I am.
How's your wrist?

Oh, all right, I reckon.

Guess I ought to thank you

for keeping me from knifing
Will Hardisty last night.

Last night you wanted to
kill him for cheating you.

Oh, I didn't really mean that.

It was myself I was
mad at, I reckon.

I just plumb lost my
mind when I realized

I'd gambled away
my mine and everything.

Didn't have nothing left
in the whole world.

Well, I think you'd better
come out of there and clean up.

Rafe! Rafe!

Why did you do it?
Why did you do it?

I don't know what
comes over me, Sally Jo.

I don't know what there
is that I can say to you.

All last night
I kept asking myself,

"What are you gonna
say to Sally Jo?

How are you gonna
tell her that you lost

the mine and everything,
that we're plumb busted?"

I don't care about that.
We've been without before.

It's you trying to knife
Will Hardisty that I mean.

They'll hang you, Rafe.
They'll hang you from a tree!

You reckon they would, mister?

Hang me? They might.

Turned out I... I
didn't really knife him.

I was the only one
that got hurt.

Who got hurt's not the point.

The whole thing was
your responsibility.

That's always been
Rafe's trouble, mister.

He never did have
sense of responsibility.

It seems like sometimes he
don't even think. Now, Sally Jo...

It's the truth, Rafe Jeffers,
and you know it to be.

You're a farmer. That's the
only thing you know how to do,

and on the farm's the only
place you never get into trouble.

He didn't mean no harm, mister.

He's not a mean man.

He just don't use judgment
sometimes. That's his only crime:

not using judgment.

If you get out of this mess,
what do you plan to do?

Try to strike it rich again?

No, sir, he wouldn't.

He's through looking for
the end of the rainbow.

He'd go straight back to
that farm in Pennsylvania,

that's where he'd go... both
of us... and we'd stay there too.

She's right, mister.
'Course, I guess it's too late

to do anything about it now,

but there's nothing
I'd like better than to be

back on that farm with Sally Jo.

No, sir. Nothing better
in this whole world.

Well, there's no court
or judge around here yet.

If I were you, I'd get out
of here before there is one.

You mean that, mister? I wouldn't
even wait for it to stop raining.

Rafe, you're free! You're free!

Now, this ain't right, mister.

Appears to me that you could
get yourself into a peck of trouble

turning me loose. You let
me worry about that, huh?

There you go again. Now,
the man says you can go,

and you want to stand around
and argue the point with him.

The wagon's out front.
You go get on it!

Yes, Sally Jo.

Hyah!

Good morning.

Morning, McCullough. Just
in time for breakfast. Sit down.

Thank you.

You know that fellow that attacked
you last night? Rafe Jeffers?

I turned him loose. You what?

Well, I'm not a hangman,
and all he wants to do

is go back to his farm in Pennsylvania,
so I thought it was the best thing to do.

That's right, Flint.
We don't want any deadbeats

hanging around here,
in or out of jail.

Especially in jail.
You'd have to feed him then,

and that might
cost you a fortune.

Now, what is that
supposed to mean?

Oh, Will, I don't know
what it means,

except that sometimes
I think you value a dollar

more than your own life.

It isn't just Rafe Jeffers.

It's the next person who
loses heavily at the tables,

and the next one after
that, and the next one.

They'll all blame you for it,

and one day, one
of them will kill you.

Now, isn't that a pleasant
thought to start the day with?

Oh, Will, let's get out of here.

Let's leave this filthy place.

Let's go somewhere we
can live like decent people.

Honey, I know it's rough and
uncomfortable around here at times,

but I can't just turn my
back on a business like this.

"Business." One day I'm
gonna get fed up and...

And what, Goldie?

Leave.

Well, I don't like what this
place is doing to us, to you.

You're getting
greedier and greedier.

One of these days
you're gonna decide that

honest tables don't
bring in enough money.

And when that happens, Will,
I'm not gonna be around.

I'm not gonna be around!

Will, I wonder what
outlaw band that is.

I don't know, Goldie.

Give 'em the big-city
treatment, see if you can find out.

Go get McCullough.

Try and stay out of
trouble, will you, boys?

Look what's coming, Major, and
she's heading right straight for me.

Looks like you're
the head man around here.

Well, ma'am, I'm Major Adams.

I'm the wagon master of a train
that's stranded up the line here apiece.

I heard there was a
wagon train running through.

Just make yourselves at
home, and if you want anything,

just ask for Goldie.

I'll tell Mr. Hardisty
that you're here.

Thank you, ma'am.

The least you could do
was introduce me to her.

The least you could do is buy
that drink you promised me. Go on!

Hey, bartender, how much
is whiskey? Two dollars.

I don't mean a whole bottle.
Just a drink. Two dollars.

Two dollars?

What are you gonna do, back
out on that drink you promised me?

I was just wondering who
was gonna buy the second one.

That won't concern me
because I'm only gonna have one.

That's what I was afraid of.

Ought to be a lot of money
on that train. Oh, Will.

Introduce me to him.

Major Adams. Oh, yes?

Major, this is Will
Hardisty, the owner.

Glad to have you. How
do you do, Mr. Hardisty?

Seems like you're having
us a little bit too much.

These prices of yours
are kind of rough.

You ought to understand the
problem of bringing supplies in here,

heading up a wagon
train like you do.

I know it's not easy.

But I've got a problem
of my own right now.

I've got a wagon train
stuck up here in the rain.

I'm looking for a scout. Thought
maybe you might have one.

Somebody off of one
of your supply wagons.

Well, as a matter of fact, there is
one scout here, but he's my marshal.

Besides, I don't think
you'd want him.

McCullough!

No, you're right, Mr. Hardisty.

I don't want him.

I knew you were gonna act
like that when you saw him.

Why don't you just...

Oh, you knew I was
gonna see him, huh?

Well, I thought maybe...

You were mighty anxious to
get down here, wasn't you?

You knew gol' darn well
he'd be here.

Well, to tell the truth...

Why don't you do
just that for once?

Well, Flint did say he might
be stopping off at Tent City,

but honest, Major, it
wasn't me that made it rain.

I wouldn't put it past you!

Anyway, I don't think it's right,
you two being sore at each other.

Besides, he's a darn good scout.

I didn't say he wasn't a good
scout! Shall I go get him?

You just mind your own
gol' darn business, will ya?

And have another
drink. You buyin'?

Yes, I'm buying!

I White Eagle.

Want to see wagon chief.

Major Adams isn't here right now.
What do you want to see him about?

Wagon chief killed buffalo.

Bury buffalo. Break word.

Oh, you know about that, huh?

Scout watch. See.

I can tell you what happened.

Explain the whole thing.

You better tell then.

Major Adams didn't
kill that buffalo.

Another man in the train did.

His kids were hungry and
he wasn't thinking straight.

Why bury buffalo underground?

Try to make a fool
of White Eagle?

Chief, you got this all wrong.

Major Adams figured that
if you found the buffalo,

you'd know it was killed by mistake
and he didn't break your treaty.

Otherwise, we'd have brought
the meat back and eaten it.

We could sure use it too.

In an act of good faith,
Major Adams ordered it buried.

If you tell lie,

White Eagle will send
many braves to kill people,

burn wagons.

This is the truth,
White Eagle. I swear it.

You can prove?

I sure can. Come on.

What are you gonna do?
Don't you worry, Mrs. Burns.

Just be happy that
Clyde's right where he is.

There's your proof. There's
the man that killed your buffalo.

Major Adams had him under arrest
and in chains as soon as it happened.

He's been that way
ever since. Good. Good.

Wagon chief still
White Eagle's friend.

Thank you, White Eagle. Major
Adams will be glad to hear this.

Now, take chain off. White Eagle
take prisoner. Take him? For what?

Punish. Indian way. Kill.

No, you can't have him. He's
Major Adams' prisoner, not mine.

I can't let you have him.

I said that you couldn't
take him, and I mean it.

Where is wagon chief?

He's back at Tent City.

I go look for him. Come back.

Take prisoner.

Oh, Mr. Hawks, They'll
come back and kill him!

You've got to let him loose.
You've got to let him get away.

Viola's right. I wouldn't stand
a chance in these chains.

What chance do you think the rest
of us would have if I turned you loose?

Clyde, don't you realize
if you hadn't been in chains

just now, we all would
have been massacred?

Oh, no. We'll stay the way we are
and let Major Adams handle this.

You know, we haven't played
two-handed in a long time.

Yeah, long time.

Flint, I'd like to bet you $5.

On what?

If you'll give the major
half a chance, you'll be back

scouting for him before he
leaves here this afternoon.

That's a bet I'll take. Good.

He's beginning to
soften up already,

and I ain't half through
working on him.

Cheaters! That's what
you are, cheaters!

You haven't given me a
decent break! Take it easy!

I've lost $200, and I
haven't even won one bet!

That's the way gambling is. Sometimes
you win and sometimes you lose.

MAN: Your table's crooked!
That's why I haven't won anything!

You're gonna pay back that 200
bucks if I have to beat it out of you!

Calm down, Joe.
The table's straight.

You keep out of this,
McCullough!

McCullough!

Stay out of this, Adams.
This is not your wagon train.

You are not the boss here.

Whatever else I might
think of you, McCullough,

I never thought you'd tie yourself
up with a crooked outfit like this.

You're as wrong as Joe was. I
checked the tables in this place myself

before I took the job.

All you men from
the train, let's go.

We roll in an hour.

Now you've spoiled everything.

Keep your $5, Charlie.
SETH: Charlie!

Help! Help!

What are you doing
back here, Jeffers?

Chased back, we was, by Indians.

He did it again. He
won't ever use his head.

Did what? He shot a
deer and killed it dead,

and all the Indians watching
on the hill! You stupid fool!

You got to give us
protection. You're under arrest.

Lock him up.

Hold on a minute, fellas.

I don't want to go back
in there again. Come on.

Quit complaining, Rafe. You'll
be safer there than anyplace.

Where is wagon chief?

You know me. What do you want?

You cause White Eagle
much trouble.

I think you friend

when I learn you hold prisoner
who kill and bury buffalo.

But man at train will not give
prisoner to White Eagle to punish.

I start to look for you.

I see other man
in wagon kill deer.

I follow here.
White Eagle angry.

Wants prisoner
and the other man too.

Well, that's where
you're wrong, White Eagle.

The man that killed that
deer is not off of my train.

He's right. That man
comes from here.

He's been taken prisoner
too, White Eagle,

the same thing that'd happen
to anyone who broke your law.

You do right thing,
same as wagon chief.

But White Eagle wants prisoners.

White Eagle, you
know me very well, huh?

I work for Mr. Hardisty now.

I give you my word the
man in jail will be punished.

No. White man soft.

I punish Indian way. HARDISTY:
I say let him do it, Flint.

Will! No, I mean it.

There isn't a man in
this territory that doesn't

know White Eagle's law
and abide by it.

What right does one
stupid fool got

to put the rest of us in the
position of dying just to defend him?

He'll die along with us anyway.

Jeffers committed the crime.

Let Jeffers pay for what he did.

You'd do anything to save
your business, wouldn't you?

I'm thinking of these people.

I might've believed that
once, but I don't anymore.

Goodbye, Will. Now, Goldie...

Tent City chief speak right.

I say Tent City chief
speak wrong.

And I say you're wrong too.

Wagon chief better hold tongue.

You're the one that's making
all this fuss, not us.

And for what?
One old tough buffalo

and one little deer.

And because they're dead,
two men are supposed to die.

Is that right?

You know as well as I do that
there's enough game around here

to supply 100 times
more people than we got.

Game belong to Indian,
not to white man.

How long do you think
it's gonna stay that way?

The white man's already
here, and there's more coming.

Maybe it's not right that we
move in on your country like this.

I don't know about that.
But there's no stopping it.

You can't stop it;
I can't stop it.

You're gonna have to learn
to get along with us.

You're gonna have to
learn our ways, White Eagle.

Without game, Indian starve.

To save Indian,

White Eagle kill all white men.

Well, you're a man
of your word, aren't you?

White Eagle word
good. All right.

You've given us five
buffalo, haven't you?

So far we've only shot two.
We're not gonna kill any more.

That means I'm gonna
give you back three of them.

Three of our buffalo against
your one buffalo and one deer.

Doesn't that sound
like a fair trade?

Try to make fool out of White
Eagle with white man talk?

I do Indian way.
I take prisoner.

I punish Indian way!

Maybe we ought to
try the Indian way.

McCullough... White Eagle,

when two braves don't agree,
how do they settle the argument?

Fight. One die.

Brave who lives is right.

All right, then, why don't we
settle this argument that way?

You want my prisoner; I
don't plan to give him to you.

White scout fool
to challenge White Eagle.

Maybe so, but you're challenged.

Who fight for
wagon chief's prisoner?

Why don't we settle the
whole thing all at once?

If there aren't any objections,
I'll fight for the wagon chief.

I'll do my own fighting
if there's any to be done.

There's a lot of things
you know that I don't know,

but how to fight this Indian
on his terms isn't one of them.

Well, all right.

If you're durn fool
enough to do it,

go ahead.

Why you not kill?

I could have. That proves
the point. That's enough.

Now White Eagle owe
life to white man.

Must repay or live in shame.

You don't owe me anything.
Just keep your word.

Flint, you fought for me, fought
for my town. That gives me a voice.

I fought for what
I thought was right.

White Eagle, I know how
you can pay for your life.

I think you'd better
keep out of this.

Grant white man permission to hunt in
your territory. That'll erase your shame.

You're kind of cutting your
own throat, ain't you, Hardisty?

If they can hunt game
in this country,

they won't pay your prices.

Well, I'm getting kind of
tired of this place anyway.

I'm pulling out. What
do you say, White Eagle?

When white man want food,

White Eagle will give
all they need.

Good.

Thanks, Will.

Well, what's everybody
waiting for?

What's holding this
wagon train up now?

Who asked you? Who's running
this train anyhow, me or you?

You are! And who the
devil's scoutin' for it?

You are!

All right.

Hey, you owe me $5. I knew
I'd get you two back together.

Charlie, that's one bill
I don't mind paying.

Good.

All right. Wagons, ho!

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Rollin' on the prairie
where there ain't no grass ♪

♪ Rollin' over mountains
where there ain't no pass ♪

♪ Sittin' on a board
eye in the weather ♪

♪ Prayin' to the Lord
we stay together ♪

♪ Side by side ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Pickin' up a passenger
in every town ♪

♪ Wonderin' if he's ever
gonna shoot you down ♪

♪ Lookin' for a pal
Ain't it a pity? ♪

♪ Lookin' for a gal
Needn't be pretty ♪

♪ If she'll ride ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪

♪ Wagon, ho ♪

♪ Gotta keep them on the run ♪

♪ Time to go ♪

♪ And follow the sun ♪

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Never had a cabin
near a general store ♪

♪ Only had a wagon and a .44 ♪

♪ Sittin' on a board
eye in the weather ♪

♪ Prayin' to the Lord
we stay together ♪

♪ Side by side ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪