All language subtitles for 6.14 The Saga of Squaw Charlie

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Hey, hey, Jimmy.
Jimmy, come here, look.

Look, it's old lady Charlie.
Come on. Grab some nuts.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, come on, Charlie.
You can move faster than that.

Old lady Charlie.
Old lady Charlie.

Hey.
Come on, Charlie.

Come on, move.
Old Charlie's about

the bravest dang In jun
in the whole Paiute tribe.

Leastwise, he's the fastest
runner in the whole territory.

Old lady Charlie.

Old lady Charlie.

Old lady Charlie.

Old lady Charlie.
Charlie!

Angela, you come back here!
Stop that. Do you hear me?

Angela.
Stop that.

Old lady Charlie.

You stay away from my friend Charlie.

Will you stop it? Will you stop it?

You're just coming along with me,
young lady.

Bye, Charlie.

Old lady Charlie. Old lady Charlie.

Old lady Charlie.
All right, you kids, break this up.

Old lady Charlie.

I told you before, you break it up.
Old lady Charlie.

Old lady--
Shut up!

You kids ought to be
ashamed of yourself,

acting like a bunch of jackasses.

Now I'm gonna tan me some hides

if you ain't off this street
by the time I count five.

One, two, three, four...

All right, Charlie,
they won't bother you no more.

Leastwise, not today.

Taking care of Charlie
is taking up a lot of your time.

Well, maybe so, Adam.
The white man sure is funny.

Now, if an Indian chooses to fight him,
he's a murdering savage.

If he don't,
he's a yellow-livered coward, a squaw.

Kind of hard to understand, ain't it?

He was judged by his own people,
not us.

Well, it's none of our business.
Still owe you a drink.

No, thanks. I get work to do.

Don't do it, Lem.

You are nothing but trouble,
are you?

Now, you want to go in that saloon
and get a drink, you go on.

Go on. Get your hat and go on.

Adam, like you say,
it's just ain't our problem, is it?

I'll say one thing for you, Charlie.

You know a good horse
when you see one.

Sure. It's a good horse.

I don't think
that's what Little Joe meant, Charlie,

I think he meant to say

that when you steal one,
you steal a good one.

Charlie no steal horse.

No? What were you doing?
Just exercising him?

Or didn't you see the brand?

Charlie, if you'd wanted a horse,
how come you didn't ask us for it?

Why did you just take it?
Charlie not steal horse.

Find horse stuck in mud, free him.

I don't see no mud on him now.
Charlie clean him good.

Then take him to friend
Ben Cartwright, after take reeds to hut.

Are you sure you didn't have any
other plans for him?

No. Charlie tell truth.

Oh, having a meeting?

Found Charlie taking
one of our horses.

Hello, Charlie.
Hello, Ben Cartwright.

Well?

Does Ben Cartwright believe
Charlie steal horse of friend?

No. He would not believe it.

You make Charlie feel good.

Charlie, I think the boys made
an honest mistake.

Yeah, maybe so.
Just an honest mistake.

Why don't you boys ride on ahead?

Charlie and I,
we've got a little visiting to do.

Ben Cartwright, you come with
Charlie. I show you mud hole.

No, Charlie, you don't have to do that.
I believe you, heh.

Please,
I show you where horse stuck in mud.

Come.

See?
Moccasin, horse, broken reed.

Yeah.

Yeah, no wonder the horse got stuck.

Haven't seen the water
this high in years.

All that good rain we've been having,
Charlie,

that means the grazing
will be the best I can remember.

The land is beautiful.
Big and beautiful.

Charlie must go.

Take reeds to little girl.
I teach to weave Paiute basket.

Charlie!

Go on, I want you to have that horse,
he's yours.

Charlie not take. Please.

Thank Ben Cartwright
but not take horse.

Charlie.

You and your people,
you believe that if you save a life,

for the rest of time you're responsible
for that life, isn't that so?

Well, you saved that horse's life,
didn't you?

Charlie!

Charlie, what a beautiful horse.
Where did you get him?

Hello, little one.
Horse is gift from friend.

Now we can take rides together.

Can't we, Charlie?
Let's take one now.

As soon as you finish your basket.
Now, come.

Now, let us see what your little
fingers will remember.

You know, Charlie,
I wish I didn't have to go to school.

I learn much more just being
with you.

What Charlie can teach you
is of no use in your world.

That's not true, Charlie.

Besides, my world's gonna be
just the same as yours.

Little one,

your world
and my world can never be the same.

Mama.

I thought I'd find you here.

How many times do I have to tell you
to stay away from that filthy savage?

He isn't a savage!
He's Charlie. He's my friend!

Just go get in that buggy right new,
young lady.

Go.
He's my friend!

Get in that buggy. Get--
He's my friend!

You dirty, low-down animal,

you leave her alone
or I'll horsewhip you.

Mrs. Hale, Angela.

When are you men gonna
do something

about that filthy Indian back there?

I beg your pardon, ma'am?

Look, I'm just a widow woman,

but if I was a man, I'd have run him
out of the territory a long time ago.

Charlie been bothering you,
ma'am?

Well, he's a bad influence,
especially on children like Angela here.

Look how he lives back there
in that hovel like a savage.

Charlie's my friend!
Will you shut up?

We agree with everything you say,
Mrs. Hale,

but unfortunately there ain't no
law against being an Indian.

Huh.

Well, if I were a man, I'd make one.
Come on, giddyap, let's go.

She's sure riled up, ain't she, boss?

Yeah, a lot of people feel like that
about Charlie.

Like you said, there ain't no law.

Ran into Mrs. Hale down the road,
Charlie,

said she's got a complaint
against you.

Says you're a bad influence
on the kids in town.

Say, where did old Charlie get
a good-looking horse like that?

Look at that brand.
That's Cartwright's Ponderosa.

So now it's horse stealing,
huh, squaw?

Answer the man, squaw.

Where did you get the horse,
squaw?

Horse is gift from friend.

A gift. Well, that's a likely story.

You know, In jun, there, uh...

There is a law
against horse stealing.

Bud?

Maybe a little exercise
will get the truth out of him.

Try him.

How about it, In jun?
You wanna tell us about the horse?

Like I say, friend...

Once more around, Bud.

Charlie?

You come with me to the sheriff,
Charlie,

we'll file a complaint against
these fellas and make it stick.

Complaint?
That In jun had this horse.

Look at it. It's got your brand on it.
I know. I gave it to him.

You gave it to him?
That's right.

Now, why don't you ride on?
You're beginning to make me feel sick.

Look, Cartwright--
Shut up.

Now, be reasonable, Ben,

we were only trying to look after
your interests.

Sure you were. By trying to kill him?

Well, what's he to you? We should
have chased him out of town

and back to his tribe a long time ago.

What's the matter, Claggett?

Does it bother your conscience to see
an Indian sitting on some land

that once used to belong
to his people?

You graze the land
and drink the water too, Ben.

Yes, I do.

And I also belong to a committee
that's trying to get Washington

to give the Paiutes
back some of their land.

Give it back?
That's right.

We didn't take the land from them.

No, you didn't.

But you sure act as if you knew
it didn't belong to them anymore.

All right. All right, Indian-lover,
that's up to you.

But it's a good thing for the territory

that most people think like I do
than like you do.

Let's move.

I'm sorry, Charlie.

After you left I got the feeling
you'd probably have some trouble

riding into Virginia City
on a Ponderosa brand horse.

I made out a bill of sale for you.
Here.

Those men will make trouble for you,
Ben Cartwright.

Charlie does not wanna
cause you trouble.

No, they aren't gonna make
any trouble for me.

You stay out of their way for a while,
you hear?

Ben Cartwright.

You know, we gotta do something
about that In jun.

Well, who pays any real attention
to old Charlie?

Ben Cartwright for one,
Sheriff Coffee.

And as you should remember,
Adam Cartwright.

Yep.
I ain't forgotten that In jun-lover.

You know, that Charlie is real cunning,
never fighting back,

talking about the land of his ancestors,
impresses some people.

Well, a dead Charlie
ain't gonna impress nobody.

Don't be stupid.
There's other ways of handling him.

Now, who gets picked up

and blamed for everything
that's missing in Virginia City?

Yeah. Huh, Charlie.
Well, that's right, Squaw Charlie.

I've made you trouble.
Haven't I, Charlie?

Oh, no.

Since Charlie come live
with your people,

you have made the sun shine
in Charlie's head.

Why do people pick on you?
Why don't they love you as I do?

Maybe it's like book say,

'Only pure head can see no evil.'

Heh, maybe only children.

But those children in town
were yelling at you.

Oh.

Oh, those children
don't listen to their head.

They try to be like their elders whose
eyes grow blind as they grow older.

Well, I won't be like that
when I grow up.

I'll still love you.

And I will help your people
just like you're trying to do.

It is good, little one.

And you will help my people.

Now you must go.

But I'll come back!

You must never
come back here, ever.

Why? Why?

Why can't I be your friend
forever and ever?

Little one, you can be my friend.

But you must understand one thing,

as you grow older,
sometimes to be friend

you must mm a friend.

Now, go.

Little one?
Yes, Charlie.

You will finish basket?

Yes, Charlie.

I will finish the basket.

Look, Pa, we're sorry
we jumped on him so fast,

but he looked suspicious.
He looked suspicious.

Well, that's the whole point.

Anytime anything goes wrong,
anytime a crime is committed,

you take one look at Charlie,

he looks suspicious
so he must be guilty.

Pa, we're sorry.
We didn't mean no harm.

Incidentally on the practical side, how's
the Indian Committee coming along?

Oh, should be hearing
from Washington any day now.

I'll get it.

Howdy, Ben.
Hey, Roy. Come on in.

What are you doing around here
this pan of day?

Ben,
Little Angela Hale has disappeared.

Angela?

And there's a hot-headed mob in town
that's blaming it on Charlie.

Blaming Charlie?

They ought to know better than that.
He wouldn't harm that little girl.

But they're sure it was Charlie.

On account of Angela's mother
really ripped into him today

with some kind of hard words.

A search party's out now, but
come dark and they ain't found her,

I'm gonna have an awful tough time
keeping that mob away from Charlie.

I believe I better pick him up
for safekeeping.

That's what we were talking about.
Exactly.

Something goes wrong,
blame Charlie.

You better pick him up.

I'll see you in town.
All right, fine. Thanks, Ben.

I'll saddle the horses.
I'm going with you.

All right.

We'll go along with you too, Pa.

No, I think you boys better join
the search for Angela.

She's probably riding that little pony
of hers, should be easy to track.

All right, Charlie, now.
Let's try it once more.

Was there anybody around when
she left that could have seen her?

Charlie see her leave.
Charlie send her away.

Something bad happened to her.
It is Charlie's fault.

No, it's not your fault.

Probably nothing happened to her,
anyway.

So she was upset when she left?

There was much unhappiness,
much sorrow.

Maybe she just ran off
to be alone for a while.

No. No, something bad
has happened to little one.

Charlie feel it here.

You let me out, Ben Cartwright.

There's a crowd gathering out there,
they'll tear you apart

She is Charlie's friend.
Charlie find her, bring her back.

You let me out, Ben Cartwright.
I can't.

Well, they're gathering
over at the town hall.

Charlie. Charlie.

I told you,
they'll tear you apart out there.

I'm gonna have to look you up
for your own protection.

Come on, Charlie.
You're not Charlie's friend.

Roy, we better get over there
before they come over here.

Keep an eye on Charlie.

Excuse me, would you,
Armand? Thanks.

Excuse us, let us through, please.

Why don't you let us through,
will you, boys? All right.

All right. Let us through, Billy.
All right, thank you.

Thank you.

Folks, I want you all to go home.

None of you know for sure that
anything has happened to little Angela,

for all we know,
she just wandered off into the woods.

You know, I've known
most of you for a long time.

And for as long as I've known you,

you've always been fair
and just and honorable people.

Get to the point, Cartwright.
All right, I will.

The point is
that you are convicting a man

without a shred of evidence
that he's guilty.

Well, if he's so innocent,
how come he's in jail?

Yeah.

Wait a minute, folks. I'll answer that.

Charlie's in jail to protect him
from a mob like this.

Now, I suggest that we all go home
and let Sheriff Coffee handle this.

I'm asking you as a friend.
Friend?

It's your friendship for the squaw man
that's caused all this, Cartwright.

It's your friendship that's kept him
out of jail a long time before now.

I say we try the Indian. Try him now.

Cartwright.
Now, wait a minute.

I'm gonna warn you all.
If there's any violence,

I'll blow the man in half
that's responsible for it.

We want that Indian, Roy, one way
or another, we want that Indian.

I would like to hear
what Mrs. Hale has to say about this.

Mrs. Hale?

I---

I don't wanna see no lynching, Roy.

But I want to see justice done,

and I want to see it done now.

You'll see justice done, believe me,
with a judge and a jury.

But first, we've got to determine

whether or not a crime
has been committed.

She said now, Roy.

What does that mean?
You want a trial right here and now?

That's right.
Well, that's ridiculous.

There is no proof that anything
has happened to Angela

or that Charlie had anything
to do with it.

And even if you did have proof,

Charlie would certainly be entitled
to time enough to prepare a defense.

What defense did my child have?

How much time did she have
to prepare herself?

Mrs. Hale, I think
you're being a little unreasonable.

There are search parties out right now
looking for Angela.

You might at least give them a chance
to get back here

with some kind of news.

Why don't you shut up, Cartwright?
This trial is simple.

If he's innocent,
we find him innocent.

If he's guilty,

we hang him.

Now, listen, Bud. Now, listen,

Charlie is staying in my jail
and nobody is touching him

until I get some real proof.

Oh, no.

Oh, dear God in heaven. No.

Oh, no.

Roy.

Where did you pick these up?
Down by the marsh.

The marsh
where Charlie gets his reeds.

I hope you're satisfied now.

Roy, they said to tell you they're ready,
whether you are or not.

Thanks, Bob.

If things get out of hand, will you let
Charlie go before they get to him?

Ben, if I did a thing like that,
that mob would tear us apart.

That's exactly what they are,
a mob, capable of anything.

It's Charlie's only chance. He could
track Angela down, you know that.

He deserves that chance
and we better give it to him.

Well, I'd like--
Listen to me, Roy.

If those search parties find Angela
alive and well, and Charlie dead,

we won't be able to live with ourselves,
you know that.

Ben, I gotta think about that.
You think about it hard and deep.

Adam, you stay here.

Now, keep an eye on me,
I'll give you a signal.

If I take my hat off, you let him go.

Mrs. Hale.

Mrs. Hale,
did you see me this afternoon?

Down on the south road.

Down on the south road.

You was on your way home
from Squaw Charlie's.

You had little Angela with you.

And you was upset about something,
what was it?

Squaw Charlie.

You told me he was a bad influence
on the children in town,

especially little Angela.

Did you recognize these, Mrs. Hale?

They belong to my little girl.

And this basket?

That's the one she was working on
down at Charlie's today.

Mrs. Hale, did little Angela take this
basket home with her this afternoon?

That means that sometime between
the time that little Angela disappeared

and Buck found these,

she went back to Squaw Charlie's
to get this basket.

And he was the last person
to see her alive.

Mrs. Hale,
that's only circumstantial evidence.

Circumstantial?

An innocent little girl,

beloved by her mother, is gone.

Her blood stains these articles.

They were found down by the marsh.

I told her time and time again
not to go down there with him,

but she didn't listen.

And now she's dead.

There's no proof of that.

We've got all the proof we need.

I'm not a vindictive woman,

but a brutal crime
has been committed here.

A little tiny girl has been destroyed.

And my head is just as dead
as my child's.

I'm gonna turn you loose,
Charlie.

If you don't find her,
we're all in trouble, big trouble.

Do not worry. Charlie will find her.

There can only be one verdict.

And it's up to you, good people
of Virginia City, to deliver it.

Now, I think I know
what it's gonna be.

But you tell me.

Guilty!

Hold on, folks. Hold on.

Hold on! Hold on, folks.

I don't recognize anything legal
about these proceedings at all.

Claggett, you think you can take
Charlie,

you're coming through my gun.

And mine. Come on, Roy.

You've got till sundown,
do you hear?

Then we're coming after that Indian

and you ain't got enough guns
to stop us!

Dag burn it, nothing, Joe.

Well, let's try on down
by the lake area.

It'll be sunset in an hour.

May be our last
if Charlie doesn't get back.

The Injun's gone.

You sure?
No one in the cell.

That's them Cartwright's doing.

They'll pay, and they'll pay plenty.
Wait a minute. Where you going?

To tell the crowd.

Don't be a fool,
what good would that do us?

We want Charlie dead.

And that crowd can't hang him
if he's gone.

I got a hunch Charlie's trying to track
that kid down himself.

And we can't have Charlie
or that kid to get back here and talk.

Oh, we can't kill a kid, boss.

Look, we're in this up to here:
Now, would rather it be you?

Lem, get out to that shack
before Charlie does. Go on, go on.

Let's quiet that crowd down a little
before they find out Charlie's gone

and start rushing around trying
to find him before Lem does.

Lem, over here.

The kid in the shack?

She ain't going nowhere.
She's sick.

She's lying in there
like she's half-dead.

Claggett better hurry up
and get this thing over with.

That's what I'm here for.
Now, the Indian's escaped.

It will take him a while to track us
down here, but he will, being Indian.

And when he gets here,
Bud wants him killed.

Meantime, I'll take care of the kid.
Hey, now, wait a minute.

I don't want no pan of killing a kid.

But it looks like you got no choice,
Hank.

Hank!

Angela?

Little one.

Angela!

Where are you?

Angela!

Here they come.

Lem should be back by now.
What could have happened to him?

All right, Roy.

The sun's going down, you gonna
give us our hanging or ain't you?

We ain't gonna wait any longer,
Roy.

We ain't gonna wait any longer,
Roy.

You're gonna have to wait.

There isn't gonna be any hanging
because there's no one hereto hang.

Charlie's gone.

We let him go.

You let him go?

That's right, Martha.
We let him go.

You didn't give us any choice.

Oh, God, no.

The man says
there isn't anyone hereto hang.

The man's wrong, ain't he, fellas?
Yeah!

Wait. Listen to me, please.

My baby. My baby.

Well, there he is, fellas,
what are we waiting for?

I said, wait.

What are we gonna do now?

We're gonna shut his mouth,
that's what we're gonna do.

You filthy, dirty, murdering savage.

She's not dead.

Little one sick.

It's too much for her.

Mommy.

Angela. Angela.

Oh, Angela.

Pick up that gun.

No, Ben.
Go for it.

I didn't know, Ben,
I thought he killed her.

Go for it!
I'm sorry, Ben. I'm sorry.

You knew, Claggett.

You knew if she was dead, it wasn't
Charlie that killed her, it was you,

because Charlie found her at your
line shack before we got there.

No, honest. I didn't know.
I'm sorry, Ben. I didn't know.

All right, come on.

You don't deserve it,
but you're gonna get that legal trial

that you tried so hard to deny Charlie.
Come on, Buck.

I'm sorry, Charlie.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Let's get him to a doctor, quick.
No.

No.

Squaw Charlie almost no more.

There never was a Squaw Charlie,

only a good, honest, brave Red Eagle.

I'm proud he's my friend.

Red Eagle?

Red Eagle.

Charlie has not heard in long time.

Charlie sorry he cannot do
all things he want for his people.

I promise you.

I promise you that your people
will get some of their land back.

Will...?

Will good friend Ben Cartwright

tell Charlie one more time,

Great Spirit

and the green grass and valley
and still water?

The Lord is my Shepherd,

I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures:

he Ieadeth me beside still waters.

He restoreth my soul:

he Ieadeth me in the paths of
righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil,
for thou ad with me.

Thy rod and thy--

Surely

goodness and mercy
shall follow me

all the days of my life,

and I will dwell

in the house of the Lord

forever.

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