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You have anyone
watching the town?

I got a couple deputies
monitoring the trains.

Horseback over the border's
the more likely way to go.

Well,
she's not going to Mexico.

What makes you so sure?
She wants blood.

Running away isn't gonna
get her what she wants.

Oh, morning.

Where you been all night?
We were worried.

Well, I got drunk.

Did you now?

What we did, that don't
shake off like it used to.

Well, while you were
out drinkin',

your daughter ran away.

Jeannie?

Come on. Open up.

Hey Daddy.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Start talkin'.

I don't know.

I just...
I didn't wanna be here.

I understand, Bug.

I wanted you to grow up
in a better place.

That you'd never have to see
the things I saw at your age.

What kinda things?

Your Uncle Phineas and I grew up
doing terrible harm to people.

Bad people?

Sometimes.

The only thing
that let us sleep nights

was the Colonel
whispering in our ear,

telling us
it was normal.

Well, it's not.

This place, it's poison.

You know...

I think that's the real reason
you ran to Mexico.

You just couldn't take
being here.

Tell me the truth.

Our family
killed the Garc�as

and we stole their land.

If I hadn't taken Maria
across the border,

she'd be dead too.

I can't lie about it
anymore.

Now...

there's no way to bring
all those people back.

So I'm doing one last thing,
to try and make it right.

What?

I'm gonna help Miss Garc�a
win her court case.

And after that?

Nt t that.

Now, I don't know
where I'm gonna go next,

or what I'm gonna do.

A future with me,
that's a hard, uncertain road.

Do you understand that?

Yes.

All right.

Pack a bag,
and keep it hidden.

She can't hide forever.

We'll get her, Colonel.

My men understand
the urgency...

How is she?

She'll be all right.
Why's he here?

I'm helping your daddy
with something.

She's in Dallas.

She wanted me to meet her
up there, talk to her lawyers.

Lobby of the Adolphus.

6PM, Wednesday.

Found it in my saddlebag. Huh.

How'd it get into
your saddlebag?

I don't know. Maybe she bribed
one of the vaqueros.

You're both lucky
I didn't burn it.

Am I going
to Dallas now?

No.

Dart.
Yes?

Make a few calls,

put a man or two
in that lobby.

You're the boss.

I want you and I
to stay close to home,

keep an eye on things.

Things like Pete?

Hey.

If we can't
beat the whites,

maybe we could
live with them.

I could wear a dress.

You'd look like
a pea hen.

Well, you looked like
a baby deer

when you started wearing
your numupikapu.

You can take me
to the white world.

Huh?

I speak the language,

though maybe
I won't say nothing.

I'll just let you
walk me around.

I want to see
the looks on people's faces.

Why are we talking about
the white world all of a sudden?

Tiehteti.

We found signs of buffalo.

North of here, I think.

We have to follow.

Tiehteti, come on.

I'm tired
of moving.

You don't sound
like yourself.

We need you.

More months of hardness
ahead.

Every warrior
has to do their part.

So then what?

We can keep running from
new things that are chasing us?

Our people always move.
You know this.

Do you like that?

Never sitting still?

Never having a place
you can call home.

Every numunuu
has lost someone they love.

Your sadness
can't be the end.

You have to look forward.

And hunt buffalo?

Yes.

And make arrows?

Yeah.

Help find another camp
so we can keep moving?

Get up.

Everyone's waiting
for you.

Hey.

Hola.

Any luck?

Turns out
it's not my imagination.

The foreman
at Two Rivers says

the old lady's man Eduardo
called him,

told him
not to hire me.

I have been...

Blacklisted.

No.

I'd miss you.

What'd you do,
anyway?

Hmm?

To the old lady.

It's one thing
to fire you,

but why have her man
spread lies about you?

It's... I dunno...
Rencoroso.

I was asking too many questions
about my grandfather,

Peter McCullough.

As in...?

Baby, you got about as much
McCullough blood in you as I do.

I'm telling the truth.

Jeanne Anne McCullough's father
is my grandfather.

You're serious.

I was working my way
up to tell her.

Well,
it's good you didn't.

If she thought
you were sniffing around

after all that oil money,

she'd have done a lot worse
than fire you.

You don't know her.

Do you have any idea
how many Mexicans

her people have buried
on that ranch?

Her people are my people.

And that's my ranch.

That's some dangerous talk
there.

I promised my Abuela Maria
before she died

that I would come here.

That I would walk
on her land,

land that has been in her family
for 200 years.

She wanted me to see it
with my own eyes,

to learn the sounds,
the smells.

Well,
you did that much.

It's not enough.

I know that she would've
wanted me to fight.

Mm-hmm.

You heard something?

Yes, I thought.

There's a bobcat
that comes around.

We can't wait here
forever.

Endicott is sending men.

Yeah.

That's all well and good,

but I wonder what they'll find
when they get here.

What do you mean?

What if the McCulloughs
get here first?

Oh, they don't know
this place.

One of them does.

He wouldn't.

If the Colonel
pushes him hard enough,

trots out
the wife and kids?

Who knows what he'll do?

Do you have to do that?

Do what?

Expect the worst
of folks.

I'm being realistic.

Well, I don't like it.

Bad outlooks
beget bad outcomes.

Why are you doing this
anyway?

What are you hoping
to get out of it?

Well, a job working
for Standard, for starters.

Keeping you alive,
like I've done,

keeps Mr. Endicott's lawsuit
alive.

He's liable
to be grateful.

And if everything
lines up just right,

I might earn enough
to build myself

a fine limestone house
on this very spot.

Get married again.

You...

You could have
a brand new start again too.

If you wanted it.

I'll never have
another family.

Hi.

We should talk.

About what you saw.

It'd be normal
if you hate me a little.

I don't.

You and Daddy
don't love each other.

It's been plain awhile.

You say it
like it doesn't hurt you.

Can't change it.

Honey, I wish I could.

God, it would be easier

if your father and I
were right for each other.

Honey, I spent a lot of years
trying to make that so.

I don't know
how to spend one more.

I know being a mother
is all I am to you.

But there are other pieces
of who I am.

And those pieces,
they've been missing,

broken for awhile.

And I'm trying
to get 'em back.

You gonna go off wandering,
looking for some other family?

No.

Honey.

No.

Men get to go off
and chase their dreams

and make mistakes
that no one will ever see.

And we have to stay here

and make mistakes
in front of the people we love.

Or at least I do.

And I hope when you're my age,
the world is kinder.

My child.

Have some buffalo.

No.

Come on,
you need to eat.

I don't want it.

I know Toshaway
came to talk to you.

I know he said things.

Tough things.

Things he thinks
you need to hear.

I don't think anyone knows
what you need to hear.

Toshaway is
a great chief.

He doesn't know
everything.

Do what you have to.

Now, here.

You eat some,
I'll eat the rest.

Why'd we stop?

Hey asshole.

Hey.

Hey, come on, now.
Come...

Oh, shit.

Not again.

Who are you?

Your English
is good.

Better than yours.

Looking for this?

Oh, no. That thing's
a piece of shit.

Only works
half the time.

This... This, my friend,
works every ti...

Awww come on.

White man,
we're gonna kill you.

Torture you first.

Aw, don't do that.

My people already think
you're savages.

Why give 'em
any more fodder?

By the way, your English,
also very good.

Answer my questions
and I'll kill you quick.

Well,
progress is progress.

What questions?

How many of you
are there?

He asked you a question.

I was thinking.

I don't know, there are about
a dozen or so in my group.

But there are
hundreds of groups of us

scattered all across
the damn state.

How far?

Well, I can't really tell
exactly 'cause, sorry.

But I get to walkin'
when I drink,

but if I'm not mistaken

I think we made camp
a couple miles due east.

You sell out your people
real fast, Mister.

Captain.

Hey, are you white?

Oh, you are, aren't you?

You know
what you're worth, son?

Anything else I need to know
before my friend kills you?

I think
it's about ten o'clock.

Nocona.

Which means.

I haven't been back
to the camp all night

and I wasn't there
for breakfast.

Which means.

My men are looking for me.

They have a standing order
to find my gin puckered asshole

if I'm not back
by nine.

So while you fellas
were playing poke the drunk,

about a half a dozen or so
highly trained

and very irritable
United States cavalry officers

have been searching
for me.

We are not far
and I do cut a wide trail.

So...

You're a liar.

Sometimes.

But right now I got supplies
and you got things to trade.

What things?

The boy.

And that girl.

U.S. Army
pays a handsome bounty

for the return
of white captives.

Army officers aren't allowed
to keep ransom for themselves.

Well, you are a smart one,
ain't ya?

Why don't you
leave the details to me?

We have a trade?

They're not for sale.

Hyah!

Toshaway.
They're coming.

Now, why don't you
let me talk to my men

before they see you here?

I got tracks.
I think we found him.

Nobody needs to die today.

Hyah!

Our orders are
to relocate you Comanches.

Which is a shit job,
friends.

You ever try
rounding up bands of natives

and herding 'em
like cattle?

Relocate us?
To where?

Oklahoma Territory.

You have
a patch of land.

A place that is
reserved for you.

We go
where we want.

Sure you do,
my friend,

but not for long.

My job is to put you
behind a fence.

But lucky for you,
I am terrible at my job.

Now, you gimme the captives
and I'll forget we ever met.

On top of that,
I'll throw in

two crates
of tin beef,

three horses

and a rifle.

That's a bad trade.

I wouldn't say this in front of
your people out of due respect.

But you need everything
that I have here and more.

Toshaway.

You can have the girl.

I want them both.

You can't have both.

You can have the girl.
She's a captive.

The other one
is a Comanche.

Well, that's gonna cost you
two horses and a crate of beef.

No, it's gonna cost me one horse
and a crate of beef.

You're lucky you caught me
with my pants down.

- Teddy!
- Sir.

Bring the horses.
Yes, sir.

Darling?

You ready to go?

Yes sir.

- Ready, sir.
- Come on.

It's a beautiful day.

Yessir.

Let's go out shootin'.

Yessir.

Good girl.

You heard the story
of how I left the Comanches.

Well, I know
that you had to leave

so that
you could save them.

Mm-hmm.

Everyone was starvin'.

Small pox, cholera,

other diseases they'd never seen
and couldn't even name.

There was no way
they were gonna make it.

I traded myself
and Ingrid

so the band could get
supplies and medicines.

You were a hero.

In the story, yeah.

You're saying
it's not true?

Oh, parts of it are,
parts of it are not.

Survivors write the history
that suits them, Jeanne Anne.

We fight hard
for that right.

One day it will be you
who writes my story.

What do you mean?

This will all be yours.

The ranch.
The oil business.

All of it.

After your father and your uncle
and I have passed,

it will be you who build
on whatever we leave behind.

Me?

Yup.

Not Charles.
Or Jonas.

Oh, they'll own shares,

but you'll be the one
who's in charge.

But I'm a girl.

I have noticed.

Yes.

Why are you
telling me this?

Why now?

It's time you understood
where you fit

into the greater scheme
of things.

Your place
in this family.

Oh.

Why do you seem scared?

Granddaddy...

Mm-hmm.

I have something
to tell you.

It is my honor to be here today,
to open this center

for future generations of Texans
to understand our history.

As my grandfather said,

no matter what side you're on,

there is one thing
that never changes:

Everyone will lay it on the line
for the home they love.

If...
If this motley world of man

has one thing in common,
it's that.

My grandfather was the sort of
man God doesn't make anymore.

He was fearless, loyal,

endlessly innovative.

He could teach himself any skill

and survive any hardship...

...succeed at any endeavor.

He was my hero.

No story does him justice.

In his later life, he learned
that he had lung cancer.

It was not in his nature
to fade away,

lying limp and frail
in a hospital bed.

No.

He put on his best boots
and a beaver felt hat.

He pulled a Winchester 1886
from the gun closet

and a couple hundred shells,

and he drove to East Texas

where the forests
are thick with game.

My granddaddy was
the finest tracker.

He cultivated the skill
his whole life.

So he marched into
the thick, humid woods

to track...
a grown... male... bear.

The largest one he could find.

And he could tell
from the tracks.

He followed it for days,

letting the bear
pick up the scent of him.

You see, he wanted the bear to
know he was a formidable enemy.

That they were matched.

The most dangerous bear
is an injured bear.

He chose to die...

...in the Texas wilderness

at the hands of the fiercest

and most powerful animal
in our state.

Because he wanted to die
with honor.

And he chose to die that way
to inspire us to live...

To live more boldly.

So we carry his spirit into
the 21st century and beyond.

Thank you.

Excuse me, sir.
Yes, Ma'am?

You see that Mexican?

He doesn't belong here.

Mexican kid with cropped hair
at the back by the columns.

Shouldn't be here...

I need to talk to you.

No.
We're not doing that.

Now you want to speak English
so they don't understand?

I understand.

I'm saving you
from shaming yourself.

You said every warrior
has to do their part.

This is how
I can do mine.

What are you doing,
Tiehteti? Hmm?

I pushed you too hard
to recover quickly.

You can take more time.

There'll never be enough.

You're sad because of
your dead wife, so you leave?

This talk
isn't like you.

You think because
you brought me here,

because you forced me
to live with you,

you think you know me?

Well, you don't!

Be careful, Tiehteti.

I did
everything you wanted.

And it didn't matter.

I feel like...

What?

Say it.

I feel like I lost my family
all over again.

We are your family.

You're my son.

And you're wrong,
Tiehteti.

I do know you.

You want to leave
because everywhere you look,

you see reminders
of what you lost.

But you can't run from that.

All the shadows
that we don't want to see

are scattered
across this whole world.

If you go,
you're no longer a warrior.

If you go, you lose honor.

Hey!

Come here a minute.

You got anything
you want to tell us?

Such as?

Where you're hiding
not. Maria Garc�a.

Stop for a second

and think
about your answer again.

What's going on here?

You tried to take
my granddaughter away.

I was trying
to save my daughter from you.

You killed
Maria's whole family.

No, you did.

You banged on that family's door
in the middle of the night

and stirred up
a good ol' panic.

You got Pedro Garc�a
itching for a fight

like a back alley
game cock.

You are one crazy old man.
You gave them false hope.

You gave them time
to prepare forces

and marshal for a siege
that was never meant to happen.

If you hadn't gone there,

they would've
surrendered quietly

and still be alive today.

Their blood is on your hands
as much as it is on mine.

No. No!

Enough!

Enough!

Enough. Enough.

I'm gonna be a witness
in her case.

Tell them
everything you did.

And take away
your children's birthright?

Their home?
Their land?

I'm... I'm done, Daddy.

Do your worst.

It doesn't hurt me
anymore.

Go on, son.

You take whatever horse you like
from the barn and run.

I will find you
wherever you go.

Eli!

You came.

I thought you'd stay
with them forever.

Well, lookie here.

I guess
Ol' Chief Toshaway

really wanted
that crate of beef, huh?

You can
collect the reward for me

in exchange
for two horses,

the rest of the blankets
you have to trade,

one rifle, and a colt.

A princely sum, that.

You worth it?

I've been living with the
Comanches for almost four years.

I learned their way.
I learned their language.

I know all their trails,
all their campsites.

I'm worth more
than what I'm asking.

Where you from, son?

Near the Pedernales.

Right across
the settlement line.

House burned down now.

What's your Christian name?

Do you even remember it.

Why did you lie
about your name?

It's a fresh start
for both of us.

Eli.

My real father's
still out there.

I don't want them
taking me back to him.

What happened?

They know everything.

I'm fine.

Is that your father?

I don't know.
Get inside.

Why don't you let me
do the talkin', Pete?

I'm Niles Gilbert
and you are on my land.

State your name and business
or I will exercise my rights.

Mr. Gilbert, my name
is Joseph Dickerson

and I'm an employee of
Standard Oil of Pennsylvania.

We're here to offer
protection services

for yourself
and Miss Garc�a.

Is she present?