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In a time of injustice, in a hostile land, they endured the threat of the enemy until

they found a place to call home.

A sweeping saga of love, war and adventure.

Starring Academy Award winner Angelina Jolie from Tomb Raider in Tomb Raider 2, Anabeth

Gish of Double Jeopardy, Dana Delaney of Tombstone, Michael York of Austin Powers, Gold

Remember Rachel Lee Cook of Tangled Powers Booth of frailty True Women

How many is that?

17.

Your mama won't let us keep 17 frogs, Georgia.

No.

But my daddy will.

He lets me have anything I want, but that makes for poor character.

If you need.

Or at least that's what my papa says.

Who needs good character?

Besides, I'll have more fun.

Yeah!

Here's your papa coming back.

Supposed to be any day now.

I don't want you to go.

I know.

We could run off and live with the Creek Indians.

My grandpa did you want to?

No.

My papa'd be too lonesome without me.

I can write you letters?

I know how.

I know how too, you fenya.

But the point is, who do I play with the whole lone dreary winner?

Just have to cope, Georgia.

What is it?

No, it's been time to cut the load.

Is it?

Come on up.

Let's go.

That ride will ruin fairs.

You better get on up to the big house, Ed.

Time.

So you weren't that far, Fink and Tuckie, then?

No, Captain.

We've been on the road two, three days.

There was no one in the talk.

I see.

Thank you, sir, for making such good speed.

Yes, sir.

Well, what happened?

Papa, what is it?

Your papa was on his way here to take your home, Fimi.

But his heart gave it out and he died.

He didn't, sir.

I'm so sorry.

She still has kin in Texas.

Sarah and Bob, but all right, but I'm sure they'll take her.

Texas is not place for Fimi.

Isn't there somewhere we could keep, but the girls are so close.

I don't think Sarah would agree to it.

Fimi's her sister.

We're just family friends.

Mama says your uncle Bartlett's coming to get you for me.

Oh, we should have to go.

I want you to stay with me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Mama, you're all a girl, huh?

I'm real sorry about your daddy, Fimi.

I'm not leaving Bartlett.

I see.

I'm not leaving Bartlett.

I'm not leaving Bartlett.

I see.

I'm not leaving Bartlett.

I'm not leaving Bartlett.

I see.

But Sarah and I are in Travis.

We want you to come and live with us, Fimi.

I won't go.

I won't live with Georgia.

She's my only friend.

Well, what about all them friends to be?

You going to disappoint them?

What about them sparkly Texas nights and fast-taxed ponies, huh?

Honey?

The best thing I ever did in my life was marry your sister.

It seems to me that the next best thing would be to have you come and live with us.

Texas needs women like you and Sarah.

What do you say?

I want you to have this, Fimi.

My grandpa gave it to me.

He said the creeks made it.

You can keep important things in it.

I'll miss you so much.

I'm going to miss you too.

I...

Bye.

Here.

I won't catch tadpoles so you come back, Fimi. I promise.

You promise you'll write to me, promise.

You promise? I promise.

I'm going to miss you.

Don't forget me.

You're awful quiet, Fimi. You're scared of going to Texas.

No. What's it like?

Well, we got peach creeks right in our back door.

About 500 acres of grassland is waiting there for you to come and explore it.

Then come spraying.

Texas lays out a carpet of wildflowers and even God himself looks down on and says,

I know my, but that is pretty.

Are you pretty?

Damn, Nisha.

Look, it's just like Papa.

Come here.

Come here.

Who's going?

Travis, say hello to your little sister.

You sure are skinny.

I need you, Fimi. Your brother needs civilizing.

Oh, you better be nice, Nisha.

Remember, Tilda? You're about three when we left Kentucky.

She's to haul you around, too.

Hello, Miss Fimi.

And this, this is my little baby Johnny.

You're his aunt.

Would you like to haul them?

Oh.

And we got another baby on the way.

Hey, Johnny.

Good to have the family back together again, little sister.

I'm worried about Fimi.

Oh, this is gonna be all right.

We've got you, Fertie.

Might have been safer. She stayed in Georgia.

Looks like Mexico's gonna start a war.

What makes you say that?

General Eastimo, Santa Ana is headed towards San Antonio

with 4,000 soldiers.

What happened to the petition for independence?

Santa's been on it.

He's a dictator.

He wants a Texas territory back in the colonist out.

If there is a war.

Texas Rangers will be called, won't they?

They need us here.

Just got home.

There. Hold on, man.

Got something for you.

Son, it's...

Where on earth did you find this?

If I could write the beauty of her eyes.

And in fresh ways, number all Sarah's graces.

The age to come would say...

This poet lives.

It says Sarah.

No.

All right, I'll have to shake spirit.

Ooh, damn.

Dear Georgia, I don't like Texas.

My sister Sarah is loud and makes me do work.

But she's pregnant, so maybe that's why.

I like to live in Bartlett, but he's always gone.

I haven't seen any Indians.

Everyone calls them savages.

Texas isn't even a state that belongs to the Mexicans.

I don't think I was born at all.

I think I'm just a store or someone made up.

What?

Hey, Sarah. Sarah!

I'm sorry, little girl. We didn't see you there.

Sarah, there was a kingdom.

I'm sorry, little girl. We didn't see you there.

Sarah, there was a kingdom.

I've been receiving conflicting reports about the Alamo.

Now, as you all know, it's been under constant siege by Santa Ana

and nearly 4,000.

Sure as he came or something.

But I have received no message from the tenant.

Stupid.

It's general Sam Houston.

Now this morning, I learned that the Alamo has fallen.

Oh, my God, no!

The Alamo has fallen.

Oh, my God, no!

What happened?

Mexicans breached the wall.

Texans were killed every last one of them.

Santa Ana has vowed to kill every colonist

from San Antonio to the Gulf of Mexico.

That's not it.

You can count on a Texas Rangers general.

You can count on all of us, sir.

This terrible slaughter of the Alamo must be avenged.

Yeah!

What about our families, General?

They need to leave behind.

I can't protect them. I don't have the troops now.

A group of unprotected women would be fair game for every looter and fugitive in Texas.

Uh, perhaps a small escort could be arranged, but nothing more.

You won't need it.

Here's Peach Creek.

There's the U.S. border at the Sabine River.

We'll travel south of your army, General.

Fast and light off the main trails.

That way, Santa Ana won't know which tracks to follow.

Years are ours.

It's about 200 miles.

We'll be safe and Louisiana in ten days.

General, you said...

Santa Ana set fire to Gonzalez.

He's less than half a day away.

Listen to me.

But they will come to murder this murderer and let us lead him there one step at a time.

I leave you in command of the women, Mrs. McClure.

You best be out of here by first life.

Yes, sir.

I'm saying a Rotten Hell, sir.

Let's move it out here, man.

Why would anybody burn up a whole town, sir?

You make sure you come back, sir.

You too.

How can I leave you? Quickly.

Put him on.

He he he he!

You get the pills.

Put them here, the horses here.

Four..

AAnd find him.

4, 5, 5...

Oh, I'm looking like a cat.

I can't help it out.

Keep it tight.

Stay away from that wagon wheel.

Looks like the rim's wobbling.

Zero!

Hey, care, Johnny, baby.

I'll leave.

Come on, move it out.

We're not going to church here.

Go church here.

Well, sorry.

We're putting a good hard days, Rob.

There you go, Charlie.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me.

Let me go.

Let me go.

I can't.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me.

I can't look at you.

Don't look at me.

I think I got this much.

We've got 500 more in this little party now.

The wives of the men joining up with Houston keep arriving.

And this weather, it's got a lot of the kids croopy.

Look at those clouds, we're heading towards the Texas Frogstrider.

Get someone to brew up some whiskey, honey butter and oat bark thing.

Pass it out to the mothers to sick children.

The last thing we need now is crew running through this camp.

I'll get to it, Sarah. Good work.

Sarah! I just run into my circle. I saw the glow and Santa and his camp bars through the northwest.

He's getting closer.

Dammit! I'm moving too slow.

Alright, Jenny. Listen to me.

You tell the women to get rid of everything they don't need. Everything.

Yes, ma'am.

Postcards on four hour shifts, only the good shots.

Now get moving!

Sarah, is it Santa Anna?

Nope, it's not his way.

You stay put.

Dildy, you're in charge.

Alright, Miss Sarah.

Nobody leaves this wagon.

Phoebe, you take care of Johnny.

You gotta shoot me with that little nigger.

You hide gold in here. I know it. Give me that kid. You got it in here. I know you got gold.

I know you got gold.

I know you got gold.

Where is it?

Oh!

No! No!

I'm going to get a moment!

No!

I'm gold in here, little sister.

You hide gold! I know you hide gold. Where is it?

Oh!

Come here!

See me?

I saw a blue cheek so red.

I saw a blue cheek so red.

I saw a blue cheek so red.

I saw a blue cheek so red.

There's a sweet hand.

There's a lot to do with the baby.

Oh!

Oh!

Where's the bell?

Oh, bear! Oh, bear!

Oh, bear!

Oh!

I don't need something to get in here.

What is it?

Our house.

I have something to look like, babe.

It's our new house.

It's time to put down real roots.

At least our life isn't so hard made.

It's been so busy just surviving.

We don't have time to be human anymore.

Is it right there?

It's your room.

We're going to walk out on the balcony and see wild pliers all the way down to Peach Creek.

They're all white with green shutters.

Color oak leaves.

You like it?

No, Sarah.

It's so big.

Good.

You've got to be big for all the living we're going to do in it.

That's what we've got to reach stuff up before nightfall!

Sarah, come, come!

Get around!

Someone's coming to see you!

Move!

We've got a soldier!

They're dead!

They're dead!

They're four under men!

Come down!

What happened, soldier?

It happened to Gullyadmam.

Colonel Fano is trying to join up with Houston.

Mexicans cut him off.

Fano had to surrender.

He had...

Santa Anna had them all executed.

No!

No!

My husband and my son were going in!

They shot Fano in their head and threw him into a pit.

I have no need to keep running.

I'm going to bury my husband and my son.

Santa Anna's going to catch us all anyway!

Who will bury you?

What difference does it make?

We're all going to die!

Nobody's going to die.

None of we all stick together.

We can all bury our husbands and sons later.

They'll keep...

How dare you!

I will not let you spread a fever of defeat among these brave women.

I will shoot anyone who tries to leave.

Now get back to your wagons!

Move!

Two children died of pneumonia last night, Sarah.

Three.

We lost a newborn too.

Why does baby Jesus need so much company?

Sarah?

Did Mom and Dad have me?

Mom and Dad have me?

What a question.

No, of course not.

She just died.

Did she ever see me?

I think she died when I was born.

I'm on the diet because God needed her for some reason.

But he loved us so much.

He gave us a gift.

You.

One mama from one baby.

No.

Sammy, don't be mad at God.

He's mad at me.

He killed Papa too.

He killed Papa too.

You're a smart girl.

You don't know God's mind.

Don't you start acting like you do.

You're better off thinking about what kind of wallpaper you're going to want in your room.

I already know what I want.

But we still be alive, Father.

Damn right, we will.

I'm not going to let you go.

I'm not going to let you go.

Damn right, we will.

It just gets watered out rivers there.

It's the Rosos River.

And it's a two-day surprise.

Look up this path.

What are we going to do?

We're going to go.

We're going to go.

What are you doing?

Building a raft.

There's only four thousand women to children.

Santa Anna's only two days behind us, Sarah.

There isn't time.

Sarah, you're eight months pregnant.

Heart is up in.

Bring it in the front.

Oh, no, Sarah!

Sarah, what is it?

Her baby!

Come on.

Come on, Johnny.

It's all right.

Drink, baby. Drink.

Johnny, you're sick.

Johnny, it's all right.

Drink.

Please drink.

Drink.

Oh, God.

You can take her now.

Yes.

I'm so sorry, Sarah.

Go tell Phoebe.

Sarah's baby was still born.

Oh, my God.

Let me have him, Phoebe.

Don't you dare.

Come on, baby.

No.

Give me my baby.

Phoebe, let me have him.

No.

No.

Let me have him, Phoebe.

No.

No.

Let go, Phoebe.

My mom was a broken girl.

Let go.

No.

You've done your job.

Let me have him.

No.

Let go of me.

I know it's your baby.

I know it's your baby.

Let me have him.

I am sorry.

Let me have him.

Come on, Phoebe.

No.

No.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Phoebe.

Our Heavenly Father, we ask you to take these two precious souls into your house.

We thank you for giving them to us, even for a little while.

Please comfort Sarah in her loss.

We ask too that you guide all of us safely across the Brazos.

And when it is time, please bring us back to our homes.

Thank you, Lord.

Amen.

You did everything you could, Phoebe.

Johnny just wasn't meant to make it across the Brazos.

We are.

We are.

Get to the other side.

I will.

Please join the family.

We are.

We are.

Get to the other side.

I will.

Please join the family.

Please join the family.

We are.

We are.

We are.

We need to get in.

We can do it.

What am I going to do?

Put a line across so we can use the raft like a ferry.

Slam!

Slam!

Slam!

Slam!

Slam!

Slam!

Come on, Dad.

Come on!

Get him over!

Quick!

I can't see him.

I'm sitting here on the ground, Charlie.

That was after.

I'm sitting here.

There she is!

Stop!

Stop!

Come on!

We're going!

Yeah!

That rope is secured, start heading the wagon's over.

Good things are going to happen, Franny.

One day.

I promise you.

And we all got across the brozos that day, Georgia.

And not one person died.

Santa Anna kept coming.

He caught up with General Houston at the San Jacinto River, so we never did make it to the US border of Louisiana.

He thought he had the Texans trapped.

But Houston and his men attacked.

We were so close to the battle, we could hear General Houston's two cannons booming.

Twin sisters.

They were loaded with nails and broken horse shoes, and it made a terrible island more than the air.

We could even hear the Texans shouting, remember the elbow.

We waited all night long.

When morning came, it was the quietest sound I ever heard.

We were waiting for our men to come home, but they didn't come.

No one said a word.

We just waited.

And waited.

Then, there was the softest sound of horses.

It was our men coming back.

The Texans won with only two killed.

The surprise man, Anna.

He was in his tent with a mulatto woman.

She called her the yellow rose of Texas.

Sarah said she was a true patriot, but I don't know why.

General Houston's horse, Saracens, killed.

Never in all the fair tales since the king's white stallion died.

Sarah and I waited for Bartlett.

The women were all very happy to see their husbands again, but not the widows of the killings at Goliad.

Sarah was worried, but I knew Bartlett would come back.

But then, sure enough, Barry was.

Hiya, Brady.

Sarah was real glad to see him.

And they did a lot of kissing.

Let's go home.

And so, we went back to our little cabin at Peach Creek.

Oh, I miss you.

Folks call our escape from Santa Anna the Runaway scrape, because it was a close scrape.

Sarah says I've seen too many hard times.

She wants me to have some fun.

Can I visit you soon, Georgia?

The Amy's coming to visit.

See this engine?

The Amy's coming to visit.

Are you ready, engine?

Hey, the rain.

There's no place for your cabin, Georgia.

Stop it. You leave them alone.

What do you care?

I weren't doing anything.

Well, look at her hair.

You look like a squaw, baby, too.

Get her, boys.

Run, boys, run!

I doubt this couple leave and leave a scar.

Why did they call me Squaw, baby, Papa?

Well, I think those boys had their blood up against the Indians, Georgia.

They just couldn't see clearly.

Where's Mama?

She's in town, but I sent for her.

Some people say she's an Indian because her name is Cherokee.

Cherokee is the name her father gave her.

She's very proud of it. I am too.

Some people say her mama was a creek.

Now, you shouldn't pay any attention to what folks say, except in me, of course.

Papa!

Now, come on. You're the prettiest little Georgia in Georgia.

And, for me, maybe coming to visit, there must be a smile in there somewhere.

Papa, I want to know.

What's your job?

Georgia, what a nice surprise.

Well, you with my grandpa Ben when he lived to decrease.

Could I interest you in a bowl of Tovey's rabbit stew before we tackle such weighty questions?

I just don't like having rocks toned get me for reasons I don't know.

The old grandfather, Benjamin Hawkins, was a great man.

Miss Georgia?

George Washington himself appointed him to be an Indian agent.

I was just a boy, but he took me with him.

And Mr. Ben did everything he could to save the creek peep.

I want to know about her, Josiah.

And who was the queen of the Tookabachis?

Was she my grandmother? I want to know.

I know you do.

She came to Mr. Ben when he was sick and she healed him.

She wasn't the queen, exactly, but she was held in high steam by her people.

Were there children?

Yes, there were children.

Was my mama one?

Mr. Ben was your mama's father.

But only he knows who your mama's mother was.

And that is lost in the mystery of time.

It wasn't a mystery to the boys who rocketed me.

He hated me.

Don't you?

It's, uh...

It's not safe for you to stay here anymore.

You must, um...

You must rejoin your tribe and you go with them.

If the white man must exile my people.

If he must make slaves of your people.

And of my family, this buys us the darkness of your skin.

Where can it go?

Do you like another Dublin, Georgia?

Cook made him especially for you.

I'm not hungry, Papa.

Who ever took a bite, jeez?

They're one of the creek tribes.

Why do you ask, honey?

Just a strange name I heard.

What would you say if I told you we might move to Texas?

You don't mean it?

I do.

There's still land grants available along the Colorado River.

The land is cheap and fertile and ripe for cotton.

We could live on a river bone.

And I know Texans don't care if you're an Indian or anything.

I told you not to listen to those rumors, Georgia.

I know, but...

You never said it wasn't true.

I'd better ride Fimi and tell her we're coming.

Plough, Texas.

Thank you.

Hey, young lady, you haven't finished your dinner.

You can't be serious about leaving, Lois.

Your life blood isn't this plantation.

I'm not sure.

Just a little beer, thank you.

The Congress has issued edicts expelling the creek and seminal Indians from Georgia.

The tribal homes are being burned.

The livestock killed or stolen.

And the crops destroyed.

And it is all within the law.

So tell me how can we stay?

Well, people only have suspicions about me,

but there was no one really knows.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

But people only have suspicions about me,

but there was no one really knows.

I said a few close friends and they would never turn on us.

Cherokee are by feed from the father of the boy that threw that rock.

Well, I don't care.

The land is more important than the people.

Both are your words.

We cannot abandon it for some edict or some idiotic prejudice.

Don't you do this for me or for Georgia?

Cherokee.

If we start running now, we will never stop.

It's bending down!

Somebody get the jacket!

Open your jacket!

Stand down!

Hurry up!

We're getting the jacket now!

You should do it!

We'll save the horses.

I got to the button on the grass!

You'll hold up!

I'll have a big horse down the water!

Don't stop us!

Please, the last one!

Run around the car, and get us off guard!

Is everybody safe?

I'll save Gaby.

Damn!

What?

We're here!

Stop!

We're here!

Damn!

Let it burn!

Are you okay?

Georgia!

You cut your hair!

Oh God!

I think it is time to tell you who you really are.

When my papa went into the wilderness, it was out of duty.

But he grew to love the creek people.

He fell in love with the tukabacha woman.

She was my mother, and I loved her dearly.

When I look at you, I see my mother.

Well, we have to leave, mama.

No. We're gonna stay.

What about Toby? She's a creek.

I'm gonna set you as a half-ray.

It'll be safer for her if they can leave.

May I tell a mama?

Of course. Promise you will never tell anyone our secret.

People are too blind to understand.

You must always be proud of who you are.

It's beautiful, Rosa.

Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Don't!

Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah!

Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! A

Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Hey guys, help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help! Help!

I wasn't sure.

Keep moving.

I can't connect.

Keep it standing!

Get away from him, eyes right there.

Move!

champbo!

Barbee!

Get him!

It's on you.

It's possible.

Where are we taking us?

I'm stuck, hey, to Fort Hocky.

Go bein' sick to Oklahoma once we get him out of Georgia.

Or is the President Jackson his son.

Good bridge, yes, please.

Oh, my God, it's a man from Virginia.

A man named Dog Scrawny Chick.

Hey, no gold, where you goin'?

My God!

Shoot him!

Hey!

Dear Yafimia, President Jackson made all the creeks and Cherokees leave Georgia.

Some were taken in wagons, but most had to go on foot.

There are terrible stories that thousands died on the way.

No wonder you're so quiet.

Are you right, Nafimia?

No wonder if the girl in the picture's still alive.

Do you think she was hanged, like Toby?

The creek village near us was burned and looted.

I saw it.

So many people were killed.

I am one-quarter creek Indian, but we are trying to keep it a secret.

I know you won't care for me, but you can't tell a soul.

When this is over, I hope you can come to visit.

I know what you mean about feeling sad to be alive.

I feel that way, too.

I miss you very much.

You're almost sister, Georgia.

Well, what are we gonna do, Bartlett?

We've got a new republic, our own country,

and we're still living like scared animals.

The guns in this house are cleaner than the pots and pans.

I'm beginning to think it was a mistake-brain femie here.

Have you noticed how she hardly ever smiles?

Hell, I don't smell myself much anymore.

There'll be a loss, indeed.

Sarah, nobody knows what to do.

Houston tried to get Congress to guarantee the Indians title to their land,

but it was voted down.

I don't want to go talk to them, but I'm getting sick of killing them.

It is not just the command she has, Bartlett. It's us!

The Texans!

We keep killing Indians, they're just gonna keep killing us.

We let the devil loose.

Bartlett!

I'll be back, pretty.

Bartlett!

Bartlett!

Bartlett!

I bought your hat, T!

Thanks, honey.

Take care of Sarah now.

I'm a liar.

Said I'd never let you go again.

I'm a liar, too.

I love you. Don't die, damn you.

I love you, too, damn you.

You're a real pistol, Amy.

I bet you make God chuckle.

Tell me the truth.

You glad you came to Texas?

You're lucky I did.

Oh, yeah, why's that?

Because of the black blood off-tation command she see me in here?

Yes, I do.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Yes, I do.

Dear Georgia, I have not received a letter from you yet,

but I may have to wait before I can visit.

Sarah needs my help fighting the command she's.

Indians are very bad people.

But Sarah's not afraid of them.

She's teaching me how to throw a knife and ride a horse.

What does Vima have to say?

She's learning how to throw knives at the Indians.

Vima, Vima!

Vima, Vima!

Vima, Vima!

Vima, Vima!

Vima! Vima!

Vima!

Who's responsibility of civilization? You tell me that.

I don't know.

Women, that's who.

We left it up to the men. There'd be no schools, no churches, no families.

Nothing that really endures.

We just have jewels and crazy dreams and more.

Or politics.

It's just another piss-hand substitute for the other three.

You have to change this world, Vima.

Me?

Mm-hmm.

You're just a little girl.

You are an apprentice woman.

You aren't too wild to change things.

I've had to be just to survive this place.

But somebody has to soften the edges of our lives.

It might as well be you.

Everything will be fine when Bartlett gets home.

Yeah, sure, stop here.

Go back!

Don't look.

The school agencies are down there watering their bunnies.

I think they've seen us.

I want you to turn around nice and easy.

Take us out the trail and hit the road.

All right?

What are you going to do?

I don't mean I'm off to pick out and draw.

I don't think their bunnies can jump.

Here you go.

What?

No.

No.

No.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Here I am, you're very rough.

I can't believe it.

Oh, go on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Come on!

See you later!

Alright!

Phil!

I'm gonna hold him for tireless problems.

Bananas did nothing.

Kappa.

A great man.

C'mon up.

Save it!

Yeah, yeah, no!

Phoebe Waughn, Earth claiming

They're out here praising first flesh when there are so many handsome young men to talk to.

This one, sir, genuine race horses.

Still can't believe it's my home.

I can't believe it's finished.

Well, you could cut a dog trot right through the middle of the house, dump some dirt on the floor,

make yourself feel right at home.

Well, Madam, your family have been outside all day long.

You know, you ought to start thinking about husband.

What are they doing out there?

Esther, we don't want to know.

I've already chosen a husband.

You do tell, who?

I'm not adding one inch to the truth and telling you, boys.

You okay?

Henry King's brother?

Shoot, Phoebe, he's crazy as a bee with a stinger at both ends.

How'd you ever meet him?

I haven't.

You haven't?

Yes.

Phoebe, I think that you've gone poor and spinning off the axle.

I do not need to meet him, Madam Lockhart. What I've heard is enough.

What do you tell have you heard?

Well, for one thing, he's devoted to his dog, old peaches.

And I have met her.

He even took her with him when he single handed the cot those cattle rustles and gonzales.

I heard about that.

If anything gave me those cows, he saved his own poor folks.

Boy, you King is a just man.

You rangers supposed to put an end to these Comanche raids, Bart?

I'll tell you something, John.

I think we ought to avoid trouble with the Comanches.

Most of them don't attack unless they're provoked, and I sure as hell don't think we ought to provoke them.

What about this one named Tarantula?

It's tall, stoped by Pat.

Hell, he'd kill you for a stale drink of water.

Well, he's different.

I'm gonna get a drink of water.

Hey, what's up?

Hey, what's up?

What's up?

Hey, girl, doesn't matter.

Thank you.

Hey, what's up?

All right.

What's up?

What's up?

I'm boys over there.

They're me to ask you to dance.

Now, I never lose a dare.

I'm William Kane.

Let's dance.

Thanks.

Sorry, I love to dance.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Sarah!

Sarah, where's that Texas coffin varnish? We got thirsty men.