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Thank you.

You sure they come this way? I don't see no tracks.

You wouldn't know a deer track if you stepped right on it. They pass this way

every year after the snow melts. You ever fire that thing, Horace? Of course

have. Jake, show them which end to point.

Shh, shh. What is it?

Mine.

Oh, my Lord in heaven.

I think he's dead.

Oh, mercy, no.

Let's clear out.

She got ambushed. Where?

Blackstone Creek.

Colleen, get me the cutter.

You're going to cut off my arm? No, I'm going to clip the arrow. I'm going to

need to push it right through. You better let me.

Thank you, but I'm quite capable of performing that.

This one? Yes.

Now tell me exactly what happened.

Well, we was out hunting deer.

A bunch of Indians come out of nowhere and started shooting.

Yeah, and... Don't...

Try to talk now, Horace.

He's right. You're in shock.

I'll need some chlorine water.

Colleen, would you bring me some bandages from upstairs? I'll be right

Just keep your mouth shut. If we try to tell him what happened, it's just going

to lead to trouble. You don't want to get Jake in trouble, do you?

No, because you will. You'll get us all in trouble.

I don't like to lie.

It's against my principles.

Oh, you don't have to lie. Just leave that part out.

Well, we can explain.

You saw what happened when you tried to explain to the Indians.

You've got to be quiet.

Besides, it's just an Indian.

You want to stand with the Indians or you want to stand with your friends?

Your friends are counting on you.

Lauren, are you all right? I heard about the attack.

Oh, Horace.

Did you see who did it? It was Indians.

They all looked the same.

How many were there? Six.

It might have been ten. They had paint on their faces. More paint. And it was

letting out these awful, god -awful blood -curdling screams they do when

was charging at us. Now, we're ready. I'd like you all to wait outside for us,

except for Colleen.

Think he's gonna scream?

Cover your ears.

Horace?

You gonna be all right?

Horace, I'll try to do this quickly.

Once the arrow's out, it won't hurt so much.

Is it true Horace almost got scalped by 20 Indians? Oh, he just got an arrow in

the arm, that's all. Dr. Mike's taking it out.

Oh, Daddy.

Some hero.

That's

Mike.

Hey, Billy, you missed the excitement.

There's been trouble at Blackstone Creek. I know.

It's bad.

No, actually, Horace is going to be all right. The Indian's dead.

What Indian?

Little Eagle. He was out hunting deer and they shot him.

They didn't say anything about that.

They told me they were ambushed.

That's not true.

Wait right there.

Poor Horace.

All people get caught in an ambush.

The horse wouldn't hurt a flea. It wasn't any ambush.

Jake shot Little Eagle.

What are you talking about?

The hell with Little Eagle? It's a Cheyenne Brave. He was out with a

party. Same time as these two.

Jake killed him. I didn't kill nothing.

It was ambush.

A bunch of Indians looking for trouble almost to enforce.

I was there, Jake.

Did you see it?

Not exactly.

But the Brave saw you fire your rifle.

Yo, you gonna believe these savages?

Of course he does.

Practically one of them.

What makes them say it was me?

They said it wasn't the old one and it wasn't the one that got hit with an

arrow. It was a man with long brown hair riding a black horse. Why half of the

men in this town got black horses?

Couldn't have been Jake.

He can't hit nothing.

Ain't brought home a deer yet.

It's nothing to laugh at.

A lion makes it worse.

You're calling a liar.

Now, Sully, this is the Indians' word against the townsmen's.

We don't have any proof.

I know the Cheyenne.

I know you, Jake Slicker.

Can you bend your fingers?

Good.

Well, there doesn't seem to be any nerve damage.

You're lucky, Horace.

I guess you could say that, but I wish I'd never gone out there.

I don't even like hunting.

I don't know what got into me.

Horace, can I ask you about the ambush?

What about it?

Was that how it really happened?

What do you mean?

The way Jake and Lauren said.

Well, yeah.

You didn't see Jakey shoot an Indian first.

Indian? Little Eagle.

He was killed yesterday.

Oh.

Yeah, I heard about that. That's terrible.

Terrible.

Look, Mr. Bing. Here's the story.

Local man survives Indian ambush.

Will you read it to me? Not now.

Listen.

Horace Bing, our very own telegraph operator, made a daring escape from an

Indian ambush after being shot in the arm with a deadly arrow.

I'm proud of you.

Don't read no more.

Did you fire your gun?

Could you see their faces? I don't want to talk about it.

He's been through quite an ordeal. He needs to rest.

Will you sit there easy and I'll come back.

I'll come look on you later.

A daring escape from an Indian ambush after being shot in the arm with a

arrow. In a heroic chase, Mr. Bing rode ten miles with the arrow stuck right in

him. Heroic? Mr. Bing was the only one stupid enough to get shot.

Think them Indians will try something else?

They might.

Where is Forrest? He's at Dr. Mike's.

Alone? He might be running a fever.

Raving, you know, saying crazy things.

You're right. Maybe we should go check on him.

After we finish our meatloaf.

Now, I heard that there were 50 Indians and a rain

of arrows, and Horace just walked right through them. No, that's not the way I

wrote it. There were 10 Indians. That's not true either.

Your whole story's wrong.

I got it from eyewitnesses.

But you didn't talk to all of them, did you? You've got no right printing this.

It riles people up.

Well, why don't you tell me what you think happened? What I know.

Because I'm planning to do another story for tomorrow.

No, no.

Don't do that. Why?

Another story will make this bigger.

Folks more excited.

We've got to settle this quiet.

Jake Slicker?

You say you killed one of their people.

That's bull.

I ain't killed nobody.

They got witnesses.

And savages.

We got witnesses too, don't we? Yeah, me and Horace. We was out hunting with

Jake here. They ambushed us.

They say they want you to come before the tribal council.

Get a fair hearing.

Is that right?

Well, I'll tell you what I want them to do.

Go to hell.

He said it, Jake.

Let's try to get both sides together and talk. Let's talk.

We got nothing to talk about.

Just tell them to get out and stay out.

You got no business here.

What did the Indians say?

Said they'd be back. Get Jake.

Why didn't you say something?

What could I say?

You're always making speeches, standing up for people who got no one else to

speak for them.

You can't just turn Jake over to the Indians if he didn't do it. He did it.

How can you be so sure?

You know what Jake's like.

Drinking again, he's probably drunk when this happened. That's pure speculation.

The Cheyenne saw him shoot.

I believe the Cheyenne. They don't lie. And I believe Horace. He doesn't lie

either.

You've known him longer than I have. Has he ever lied?

No. Horace has nothing at stake. He has no grudge against anyone.

Maybe he got confused.

Maybe the Indians got confused.

They're angry, and from what I've seen, they have every right to be. Maybe they

just jumped to conclusions.

And maybe you're not thinking right.

You're angry too, Sally.

Are you sure you're thinking right?

Stage ain't coming. Stage in Denver ain't coming. Why? Why? What's happened?

got attacked by Indians. Had to turn back.

They won't come until they get a cavalry escort.

Say the roads ain't safe.

I was afraid something like this would happen. Where are you going?

I'm going to go to the reservation and see if I can talk to them. I'll go with

you. No. Why?

You won't be welcome there. Why not? What have I done? Nothing. But you're

white. So are you.

I might not be welcome either.

Sir, how'd it burn to the ground? Wait, it burned pretty bad. Where are you

inside? The Indians, right? Well, of course it was.

I'm going to take you back to the homestead. There's been some trouble out

the road.

What kind of trouble?

Nothing you get to worry about.

Indians?

Yeah, we got a report that they attacked the stage.

Not around here, though. They kill anyone?

I don't think so. Dr. Mike just wants us to stay put for a while until things

calm down.

How long will that be?

Not too long.

I hate staying in.

I know. If Jake hadn't gone and done this... Dr. Mike says we don't know if

did.

Yeah, but Sully says he did, and I believe Sully.

So what if he did?

Them Indians are like animals.

They scout people, take them to the ground, let Red Ant eat them alive. Now

they're burning up our land.

Their land as much as ours, Indian lover.

Look at this stupid thing. What's in it, huh? Don't touch that.

No one's supposed to open it. Why not?

Sacred.

Let's go.

Hey, Indian lover.

You gonna hide behind your little sister's skirt? Don't pay no attention

Matthew.

You and Michaela.

Dorothy.

I'd like to come over and ask Mrs. Wakefield a few questions about what

happened. She's resting right now. I gave her some laudanum. Maybe later.

Oh, all right.

So, whose side are you on?

Come to that already?

I'm afraid so.

When two people say two different things, you've got to take sides.

Don't you believe our council?

Yes, I especially believe Horace.

And I also trust Sully.

Someone's lying, and I can't imagine who.

Sometimes people don't know they're lying.

They go through the same experience, but they see it in different ways.

And they'll swear on a Bible that their version is the truth.

So how do you find out what really happened? I've been reading this book

newspapering, and it says you've got to try and figure out who would have a

reason for lying, or for coloring the story in a certain way.

If Jake is guilty, he'd certainly have a reason.

And the Indians might have even more reasons.

If they started the shooting, they'd be looking for someone to blame.

Why? Well, Black Kettle knows that if the army gets wind of an Indian ambush,

they'd come in and massacre those Indians like they'd done before.

Black Kettle.

I took a bullet out of his neck once.

It was in my home.

He gave me the name Medicine Woman.

Well, until we know different, best policy is to stick with your own.

Tell Mrs. Wakefield I'll be by later.

Let's call a stop to the fighting.

The wife is illegal.

She will bury her heir with her husband so the spirit may go with him.

How many children did he have?

Two.

The dog soldiers want justice.

Sometimes.

I think I should be with them.

They burned down the house of an innocent family.

Is that justice?

It could have been Dr. Mike's. Matthew, Brian, and Pauline could have been

killed. But no one has been killed. Yet.

The attacks keep up, someone will be, and it won't bring back Little Eagle.

it will let the whites know we are serious.

The killing was one thing, but the lying is a far greater injury.

And this has happened again and again.

I know.

The dog soldiers say it must stop.

I'll talk to Jake, but you gotta give me time.

How long?

Another day.

I don't know if I can.

What do you want?

No, let me guess.

Not a shave.

Hair cut?

No, I don't think so.

Maybe it's my scalp you want.

You've just come to talk, Jake.

Then talk, quick.

I'm closing up.

This incident...

It's going to be a big thing. It's got nothing to do with me.

It's not about two people anymore. This fighting could spread clear across the

territory. Hundreds of folks could die. Folks that you care about.

That's... It's in your hands, Jake.

You can stop this. You can make the peace.

How would I do that?

Talk to the Cheyenne.

They're angry because no one's owning up to what happened.

Somebody's got to make an apology, and if you do it, I'll do my best to make

sure no harm comes to you.

All they want is some kind of gesture.

Right, right. I'll, uh... I'll go to him and I'll say,

I made a mistake.

Sorry. Sorry.

No.

I didn't do it.

And even if I did,

I wouldn't go crawling to no engines.

I already thought about it. Don't change your mind.

Get out.

Before I get my rifle and make this an incident.

What's wrong?

I thought I could get to Jake somehow, but I didn't.

I'm sure you tried bad.

With drinking.

It's harder.

Thing is, once people get this mad, they forget what they're fighting about. All

they know is they gotta win.

They can't back down.

I'll ride with you. Make sure the children are all right.

What's that?

Now get down, now, and be quiet.

Who's out there?

It's us.

It's all right.

What happened? It's become right enough so fast.

We just wanted to make sure you were all right.

What's wrong?

Some Indians rode into town. They took Jake away.

Kinnapped him?

Probably took him to the reservation.

Went right up there and settled it before the folks in town find out. They

find out.

We're the only ones that saw it. But when the barbershop didn't open?

We could tell him he went on a trip.

They won't believe that. No one's going on any trips now.

We could say he came down with something. We can't lie.

I'm going.

No, Sully, don't. Please. It's too dangerous.

Don't, Sully.

Please, just wait until daylight.

We'll tell the others and get their help.

What kind of help are they going to be? Please?

Just wait until morning.

It's a big mistake.

Now we're going to need a posse to go after him. So who's riding with me?

Crazy. It's suicide.

Last time you led a posse, you fell off your horse before we got out of town.

A posse's not the answer.

Call the army. It's their job.

No, we gotta keep the army out of this. Only make things worse. We don't want

things to get no worse.

Once the army gets here, it'll be an all -out war.

Good. Let the army show them Indians they can't get away with it.

Let the army wipe them out once and for all.

Wait, if there's a war, a lot of people will be injured.

And it won't just be the Indians.

That's right. The town could get attacked.

Not if we protect ourselves.

Let me talk to the Cheyenne. See if I can get him to let Jake go.

He can't talk for us.

He's the only one who can talk for us.

Cheyenne aren't going to listen to anybody else. I think Matthew's got a

He's on their side.

I'm not on any side.

I want peace.

Give me till tomorrow.

By tomorrow, Jake will be dead.

Please.

If we let the army in now, they'll come into shooting before they talk.

They'll destroy the reservation and they won't stop to see if there's a white

man there.

If you want to see Jake alive again, Sully is the best chance.

Mother ate. I agree.

Please, just let Sully try.

Should not have come.

You said you'd give me time.

I tried, but could not.

What happened to Jake?

Tomorrow there will be a council.

If the dog soldiers don't want to wait, they want to torture you.

No, you can't let them do that.

You must leave now.

They could turn on you also.

No, I'm staying.

Why?

I want to speak to the council.

on today?

Horace? Oh, fine.

You're awful pale. You run enough even. Let me be.

Horace? Dr. Mike.

Horace, I know you pretty good now.

There's something not right with you. It's got all this work, that's all.

There is something you're not telling me.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Horace, I've always trusted you.

You know you can trust me, don't you?

Yeah.

If there's something you're holding inside that you want to tell, you'll

much better once you do.

It was about the day that we was deer hunting, me and Lauren and Jake.

Something moved in the bushes and... Jake.

Jake. Yes?

He shot it.

I mean, the Indian.

Oh, my God.

We didn't know it was an Indian.

Horace, you lied to me. I didn't mean to.

Horace, I was watching with the soul of honesty.

I never know what you'd lie neither.

Why? I didn't want Jake to get in no trouble.

Well, he's certainly in trouble now.

Jake and Lauren, they... They told me to keep quiet. They made it seem like the

best idea.

They said it was the only way to keep things from getting out of hand.

But you must have known. I wanted to go along.

They never liked me.

They made fun of me.

They never let me go hunting with them before. But this time, I was right there

with them. I was one of them.

If I told, I was afraid they'd never be my friends again.

Of course.

Sully was right, and I didn't believe him.

I'm sorry, Dr. Mike. I never dreamed it would lead to so much trouble. When it

started, it just kept getting bigger, and I couldn't stop it.

Myra, I don't know if you could ever forgive me.

I wouldn't blame you if you couldn't.

Oh.

Maybe now we have to talk.

Then would you have to go and tell them, boy? I couldn't keep quiet no longer.

Boy, now look at the mess of trouble you stirred up.

You don't know that thing.

So Jake did it.

Well, he thought he was shooting at a deer.

I believed you, Blonde. I printed your story in the newspaper.

I didn't ask you to do it. People take what they read in the newspaper for the

truth. Well, maybe you ought to check your facts a little better next time

before you print something.

Matthew, it was just a mistake. We were all mistaken.

No, he's right.

I should have been more careful.

I got a print of... What do they call it?

A retraction.

Right now.

I must tell Sully.

It might make a difference.

Horace, I need you to come with me. You're the witness.

To the Indian camp?

You can't go there. Dog soldiers are shooting at everything on the road.

never make it. Yes, we will.

Horace, no.

I gotta do it, Myra.

to make things right.

We'd better get started.

Wait.

I should go with you.

I need you to stay here with Colleen and Brian.

I'll take care of them.

Thanks.

Thanks. You gotta get me out of here. Why?

I didn't do nothing.

You want me to help you?

Tell the truth.

I was hunting deer. I didn't feed no Indians.

All right.

Wait.

All right, I'll... I'll tell you what happened.

It was Horace who killed the Indian next way they shot him with the arrow.

It was not Horace.

If you tell me the truth, I'll let him peel your skin off inch by inch.

I... I...

I saw a deer in the bush.

I fired.

The Indian screamed and fell down dead.

I never saw him.

I swear.

Why'd you lie?

I... One Indian.

I didn't... What?

Indians die all the time.

No one gives a damn.

What are you doing here?

We just found out from Horace.

Jake did shoot the Indian.

I just heard the same thing from Jake.

What'll happen now?

If he killed one of ours, he must die.

It was an accident.

You believe that? Little Eagle was hidden by Bush as Jake thought he was

shooting a game.

A lie.

No, it's true. I saw it. I was there.

They lied before and they're lying now.

They tried to cover it up, yes.

But it was an accident.

You gotta trust me. No.

Turn to get.

You took the side of people who don't care if we die.

They shoot us and leave us in the dirt. No, you're the one that turned.

You used to be fair. You taught me not to hate. Now you're blinded by anger.

Open up your eyes. I'm dancing.

Zoe!

Zoe!

Zoe, stop it!

Zoe!

Zoe! Zoe!

Stop!

Stop! What are you doing?

You should be ashamed. You call this man your brother?

Any word?

No. I'm getting concerned.

You should have called the army.

I'll call them now.

Something's had a whole day and nothing's happened. You don't know that.

Besides, Dr. Mike wrote after him with new information.

That could be delaying things.

Still say call the army.

We can't let them do that.

But what if mom's in trouble?

The Indians are killing people. Remember what she said?

The soldiers go to the reservation.

They'll kill everyone there.

They ain't coming back.

I say wait one more day.

But they're in danger.

We've got to send help. Call the army. I agree. We ought to do something.

How are we going to send a wire with Horace gone?

I've been learning the code.

You can't read.

Horace has been teaching me the alphabet.

Do you ever send a wire?

No.

I've watched a lot. I think I could.

Then do it.

The council will listen to all sides, then make a judgment, and they must all

agree.

Those women, are they on the council?

Yes. It is said they look from a different angle.

Very true.

Are there no women on your councils?

No.

What's he saying?

He asked for permission to address the council.

I am caught in the middle between two great peoples.

The whites say I stand with the Cheyenne.

The Cheyenne say I stand with the whites.

What's Blackheadle say?

He says he too has been in that place many times.

He asked Sully.

Who do you say you stand with?

I stand with the truth.

Black

cattle

fed. That is the only place for a leader to stand.

You got the wire? Not yet.

Hurry.

They're coming.

Ryan, you all right?

Yeah.

Hurry.

U -S -A -R

-M -Y.

You heard from the people that were there.

Both the Cheyenne and the white.

This man killed Little Eagle, but it was an accident.

He must give his life now to be the end.

No, that won't be the end. If you kill this man, the army will take revenge.

Every act of violence will lead to more violence, to more deaths, until it's an

all -out war.

Villages will burn.

People will lose their homes.

Children will see their parents killed.

War is coming. The spirits have said that.

It's better that war begins now, while we are still strong

and can fight.

If we let them kill us one by one, we will be too weak to resist.

What are they saying?

They're saying kill the white man and start the war.

You want to start a war?

Starting with me now.

It says, if you do not start a war now, I am your chief black at all.

If you challenge your chief, step forward now.

It says, as long as one white man

will talk to us, we will talk.

Because when no one talks...

The Cheyenne nation is no more.

What's happening?

He says that you must bring horses, food and gift to the family of Little Eagle.

It'll make up the lot, but it'll help the family to survive.

The tribal council agrees.

You're gonna let him go?

You mean it's all over?

Yes.

Thank God.

Give me your watch.

What?

Pocket watch.

That's right.

Little Eagle's family will need it.

And now the ring.

My pa gave this to me.

Thanks to you.

Our children don't have a pa.

Well, take that horse, Alton.

How am I supposed to get back?

You can keep the shoes.

Jake will give you a ride. No, thank you.

How come he's mad?

You saved his life.

I don't think he likes to feel indebted.

He saved a lot of other lives, too.

We're just lucky they didn't call the army. I thought they would.

And they did.

What do you mean?

The day after you left, they sent a telegram to the army.

But I never got there.

I cut a telegraph wire. You what?

I climbed up and cut him.

Nice going.

Climbed up there? You could have fallen down. And it's against the law.

And we'd have done the same thing.

She's right.