Original subtitles

And now, "Colt .45"

A Warner Bros. television production.

You're my last hope, Sam.

The situation is getting completely out of hand.

Come in.

- Paper, sir. - Oh, good.

Relax, Sims, you'll wear-out your spine.

This will give you an idea of what they look like, Sam.

Oh, Sam, this is Lieutenant Sims.

'Sims, Sam Colt.'

- Sims. - How do you do, sir.

Begging the colonel's pardon, sir.

Is this the gentleman that's going after those renegades ?

- He is. - A civilian alone ?

Not a civilian, Sims.

An army man in civilian clothes.

Begging the colonel's pardon, Sir.

I'd like to call the colonel's attention

to the fact that a lone man.

You might, Sims, but I respectfully suggest you don't.

- That's all, lieutenant. - Yes, sir.

I think you're being a little unfair, colonel.

- The boy was worried. - He ought to be.

We all ought to be.

We are.

Take a good look at those men.

They have claws, don't they ?

Sam, I'm asking a lot of you this time.

You've got to get those men.

They say every outlaw fits a bullet, colonel.

If they are not destroyed..

...I'm finished as a commandant and Fort Brazos

is finished as an outpost.

That bad ?

- Coffee. - No, thank you.

I don't know what the reason is, Sam

O'Tara looks to be a white.

Red Feather is obviously an Indian.

Maybe that has something to do with it.

But whatever the reason, these two

have singled out the army personally.

Men in uniform.

They've ambushed us by day and by night

Picking us off one by one.

Yeah, I know, I saw when I rode in.

You're undermanned.

Those that haven't been shot off, have deserted.

I'm left with replacements like Sims

men so green they blink in the sun.

I need someone who isn't in uniform

who can read the country, who knows scouting.

I need you, Sam.

Well, I better get started.

Their last sign was near the birdie.

Two men, Sam. Two men.

And a frontier balances on their catching.

- Good luck. - Thank you, colonel.

Two men.

Two men.

They say every outlaw fits a bullet.

You..

Where am..

Who are you ?

I'm Belle O'Tara, half Blackfoot.

The daughter of Mike O'Tara, the squaw man.

I know who you are, captain.

I took your army papers while you slept.

You've done what none of the others could do.

Found our cave.

Broth.

You've lost much blood.

You need food.

I don't understand.

First you try to take my life.

Now, you're trying to save it.

Why ?

My father and Red Feather will return tonight.

They will have many questions to ask you.

Is that the only reason ?

You could have killed me.

Why didn't you ?

I don't kill women.

That is a weakness.

One kills ones enemies, or one is killed.

Alright.

Kill this enemy... if you can.

I'm no coward.

And you're no killer.

My father, captain.

- Father. - Belle.

- Where's Red Feather ? - Still scouting.

Lone rider left the fort yesterday

heading for our mountain.

Found his sign on the flat lines, but

disappeared when we got to the hills.

Red Feather will find it.

Maybe, maybe not, but I'll say this

he's a clever one if he's in these mountains.

Who's he ?

My name is Sam Colt, I'm a...

A game hunter.

How come I didn't cut your sign, mister ?

He came from the south, up over the rocks.

I shot him.

In the shoulder ?

- It was dark. - It was dark ?

Not for a girl who has a dead shot at a running deer

a charging bear, that's pretty bad shooting.

I didn't know who he was.

He could have shot me if he'd wanted too.

He had the drop on me, when I found him.

He did ?

Well, back, front, or sideways, he'd have been an army man

and he'd have shot you for sure.

- But he didn't shoot me. - No.

- Where's your horse, mister ? - It ran away.

Belle, he's got a tongue, let him use it.

He bolted on the other side of the rocks.

Well, it can't be far then.

I'll track him down the first light in the morning.

We need horses, he was shot wasn't he ?

Red Feather, you're gonna get yourself blown apart yet.

The warning call is a hoot of an owl.

An Indian would know there aren't any owls

this time of year.

Did you cut his sign ?

He wasn't in the mountains

or I'd have found his tracks.

As you found his.

Who's he ?

A game hunter Belle shot at.

He's alright. Let's have supper, Belle.

If he's alright, why should he drag his horse across the rocks ?

If you're such a good tracker, how come you couldn't follow me ?

He's right.

A shot horse leaves marks enough on a rock

even for night tracking.

That's enough.

Belle, get your supper on this table.

He's got to die.

Rabbit again.

Maybe you can shoot us a deer tomorrow.

I said he's got to die, Mike.

Because he come over the rocks ? Now, that don't mark him.

He knows who we are.

We let him go and he'll tell where we camp.

Oh, he don't know who we are.

- Eat. - He knows.

- I told him. - But why ?

Why not ?

Who doesn't know your faces ?

Your pictures hang from poster on every twig in the territory.

- I'll kill him now. - No.

- You sit down. - He's got to die.

I said sit down.

The army. Only the army killed my wife.

And only the army gets killed in return.

That man wears no uniform.

You're wrong, Mike. You're getting soft.

Eat your food.

This body needs no food.

Killing is now my food.

If any man knows as much as that man, that man is an enemy.

I can feel that, as much as I can feel the heat of a fire.

If he does not die, we die.

The man lives.

The visitor is hungry, daughter, feed him.

Belle.

I had a dream, Belle.

And in that dream you..

I came to fix the bandage.

It's fine, the bandage is fine.

The wound is closing.

- But it should be changed. - No.

No, nothing should be changed.

Then perhaps you should get some sleep.

Belle.

What happened to your mother ?

A soldier came to the cave

my father was away hunting..

...the soldier was drunk..

...my mother was killed when she tried to resist him.

And your father declared war on every uniform he came across.

Yes.

I'm sorry about your mother.

My father says..

...a soldier teaches sorrow with his rifle.

And that only an Indian is brave.

And you believe that ?

You're brave.

And you're an army man.

Is that the reason you saved my life ?

Because I'm brave ?

That and..

...the fact that you spared mine when you could have killed me.

Isn't there something else ?

Isn't there..

Something far away from here.

This isn't a way for a girl to live with..

...with a man who won't bury her memory.

And a madman who lives to Kill.

Ask yourself.

We'll split here.

You go up along that cape rock

and get us a deer for food.

I'll bring that horse in.

Alright.

Tonight there will be a horse at the north end of the meadow

in a grove of birches.

Do you want me to go ?

If you don't go Red Feather will kill you.

You know I have to bring the army back here for your father.

By then we will be far from here.

You will not find us.

What'll they do to you ?

The horse will be there tonight.

I must get some wood.

What do you want ?

Want ?

Should a man want in his own camp ?

Does your white man want ?

What do you mean by that ?

I was watching you last night.

You didn't come to me.

You've never even looked at me.

Yet you kneel beside that white hound and pet him.

Get out of here.

Leave her alone.

Well..

A white intruder.

A poor sparrow with a broken wing.

- You're hurt. - I'm alright.

You're bleeding badly, you need more bandaging.

"Why ?"

No sense of bandaging a corpse.

Step aside, Belle, I'm going to kill him.

No.

Didn't you hear what I said, step aside.

I found his horse it's got an army brand.

He's an army man, been eating the same food

breathing the same air with us.

Now, get away, belle.

No.

Did you hear what I said ?

I said he's an army man, now get away.

I know that, father, I found his papers.

You knew that all the time ?

Ever since I dragged him in from the meadow.

'Why, Belle ?'

'I don't know, father.'

Unless it's because my heart learnt something

that it only suspected before.

Father, it takes more courage to live than to die.

Men who hate, hide a fear that cannot be measured.

You know what you're saying, Belle ?

Ask yourself, father.

What have you been but a fear fan

to hatred by a mad man's urging.

'Kill him.'

Kill 'em both.

She's worse than he is, she wants a white man.

No. No, Red Feather. No.

There's never been a lock on it.

You sent for me, colonel ?

Well, you're cleaner.

You still look like you've been to a square dance

with a Bengal tiger.

Come here.

- How's.. - She's fine.

Lieutenant Sims has her in tow

he's showing her around the fort.

Here. Sign these and it'll be the way you want it.

The entire reward will go to Ms. Belle O'Tara.

- Thanks, colonel. - And don't worry, Sam.

Mrs. Tomkin and I will watch out for her.

I wondered if I could say goodbye to her.

Here she comes now.

Thank you, lieutenant.

The pleasure's all mine, ma'am.

Well, I'll say goodbye now, Sam

I have some inspections.

Goodbye, colonel.

Lieutenant.

Colonel and Mrs. Tomkin will see that you have what you need.

Oh, they're wonderful, Sam.

I don't know how I'll ever thank you.

That's the first time I've seen you smile.

It's thanks enough.

Sam..

...there is one favor you can do before you leave.

I've never kissed a man.

Sam, I...

♪ There was a gun that won the west ♪

♪ There was a man among the best ♪

♪ The fastest gun or man alive ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt .45 ♪

♪ He carried the message of law and of order ♪

♪ Into a wicked land ♪

♪ With a Colt single action army revolver ♪

♪ Blazing from either hand ♪

♪ There was the right, there was the wrong ♪

♪ The gun was quick, the man was strong ♪

♪ And peace was made when they'd arrived ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt .45 ♪

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