All language subtitles for The Alamo Thirteen Days To Glory (1987) ENGLISHripDF

(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

Yeah.
Furthermore...

Where was I?
Yeah!

(PEOPLE SHOUTING, CHEERING)

(LAUGHING, CHATTERING)

And to the, uh,

the father of our
country, General George.

General, here's
looking at ya.

(LAUGHING)

(FIREWORKS CONTINUE)

Well, it sounds like
they're gonna be
at it all night.

I'm sure, if Bowie has
anything to say about it.

Before Miss Rebecca
came along, I recollect us
taking a taste now and again.

'Course, it wouldn't
be right now.

Not for a man about
to be remarried soon.

No, that wouldn't
be right.

Got a young son to
set an example for, too.
No small thing for a man.

And a fine son he'll be,
Colonel, following your
sober example.

-Thank you, Joe.
-You're welcome, Colonel.

-A man does what he can.
-That's all a man can do.

Still, they say
the wine is fine.

And the ladies are ready.

How long you think
those ladies are
gonna wait, Joe?

Well, we get finished here,
like as not, I'm gonna find
my way to California.

-But not tonight.
-No, sir.

California ladies
are just gonna
have to wait.

Tonight I'd like to hear
what you're gonna say to that
bunch over in San Antonio.

Me too.
You got any ideas?

Well, I figure between
here and there, you'll come
up with something appropriate.

-You always have.
-I wish I had
your faith, Joe.

You know, Rebecca and I
are going to miss you when
you do go to California.

Well, we'd best be getting
you over there, Colonel,

while the men are
still standing.

(MEN CHATTERING)

(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

-Lucia, you can't
come with me.
-Why not?

Girls aren't supposed
to stand sentry duty,
that's why not.

-Says who, Daniel Cloud?
-Lucia...

Danny!

Hey, watch...
Pardon me, sir.

-Oh, Colonel Travis.
-Colonel Crockett.

Well, you missed out on
all my speechifying

and about two quarts
of tequila,

which I don't care for
particularly, but it does
get the job done.

-Where is he?
-Oh, Bowie?

Uh, he's in his quarters.

I'd like you to join us,
if you wouldn't mind.

Oh, I'd just as
soon leave them Texas
decisions to you Texans.

I'll know my duty
when I see it.

-Oh, I forgot.
You're only a private.
-High private at best.

If you could just, uh,
tear yourself away...

Oh, all right.

Did you say two
quarts of tequila?

Oh, some lemon,
a little salt.

And you sober up
just like that?

Oh, I had a little nap.

Maybe you did wrestle
that grizzly bear after all.

No, I never done that.
I just tickled him some
and he fell off the cliff.

Damnedest bear
I ever seen.

(KNOCKS)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

It's all right, Mina.
Evening, Davy.

I feel we should issue
a joint order terminating
the festivities.

-Oh?
-I believe that
Santa Anna's within

-three days' march
of us right now.
-You do?

Well, let me tell you
something, Colonel.

The generalissimo himself
could siesta in the plaza
over here tomorrow.

Don't you think you've had
enough to drink already?

There's 2,000 Mexican
regulars camped down the
Medina River as we speak.

And how much I've had to drink
is none of your damn business.

Impossible.
All my scouting reports...

Are based on
eastern notions.

...confirm beyond
the shadow of a doubt

that it's impossible
for Santa Anna's army
to move that quickly.

Horse apples.

Moving an army from
Pennsylvania to Illinois

in the winter
might be impossible,

but Santa Anna's
coming from Mexico.

Now down there,
they got mesquite.
It dries where it stands,

and a whole army can be
moved on it, and it has.

This isn't Boston
and the American Revolution.

It's Mexico, Colonel.
Mexico.

-Your man is reliable?
-Juan Seguin?

-A Mexican?
-I'd trust him with my life.

You may have.

We all may have.

Uh, I was about to say,
even in the Congress

a man gets offered
a drink now and then.

Help yourself.

Well, I take it
we're agreed then,
Colonel Bowie.

-Are we?
-I'll be waiting
for you in the plaza.

I'll tell you something,
if I hear one more comment

about Mexicans from
some damn Easterner...

-Oh, I believe he's
from South Carolina.
-Is there a difference?

Speaking as a Southerner,
a lot of difference.

You know, the only thing
that man and I
agree on is that

San Antonio is
the door to Texas.

We got to keep that door
closed, give Sam Houston
a chance to build an army.

Well, you'd best agree
on something,

considering what's marching
straight at us.

What about you, Davy?

I don't figure Santa Anna's
gonna keep marching on
into Tennessee.

Oh, ho!
Let him try that.

No.

Well, Jim, it's
a shame you missed all
my oratory out there.

I was inspired.

Well, I do go on
and on sometimes.

But you know,
every now and then,

when I'm right in
the middle of speechifyin',

I can hear myself
saying something that
makes a whole lot of sense.

Now, for instance,
I was talking about
George Washington,

how he got the country
going and all that,

and without meaning
to get allegorical
or anything like that,

it come to me that what
I was talking about

is right here and now.

The government,
people's rights.

Now you got 40,000
Americans down here.

They was invited down
by Mexico, wasn't they?

All right,
help tame the place,

give 'em citizens' rights.

Then this Santa Anna
comes along, he's gonna take
their rights away from 'em.

That's wrong.
I'll fight that
right down to the ground.

I mean, even if... Even if
the only land I wound up with

was the six feet of dirt
they throw on top of me.

Might be all we
wind up with, Davy.

What is it, Mina?

It is your men,
Senor Bowie.

They are fighting with
Colonel Travis' men again.

Ah, damn. You know,
these boys keep this up,

they're not gonna have
any fight left in 'em.

Jim Bowie's a drunk.
(GROANS)

(WHOOPING, CHEERING)

MAN:
Georgie, you're
wearing him down.

-He called Jim Bowie a drunk.
-I heard him.

That's my brother.

Sergeant!

-Sir.
-Get up, Private!

I said, get up!

I could have your stripes
for this right now, Sergeant.

Yes, sir.

There'll be
no more fighting.

The next men found fighting
will be put in the stockade.

-Clean yourself up,
Sergeant.
-Yes, sir.

I'd appreciate a little help
in controlling your men.

We are supposed to be
a military unit.

Jim...

Don't you think
you ought to save that
for Santa Anna, amigo?

I don't know.
I swear,

if we didn't hold rank,
I think you'd beat the tar
out of that kid.

I still might.
Davy Crockett,
Juan Seguin.

-Welcome to San Antonio,
Senor Crockett.
-A pleasure to be here, sir.

-I hope you mean that, senor .
-Oh, long as you keep throwing
these wing-dings.

Juan here can talk
a mare out of her foal.

He's, uh, kind of
a Mexican Davy Crockett.

-That a fact?
-I'm hoping he can work
some of that magic

on our neighbors to the east
here, bring 'em to our side.

Thousands oppose Santa Anna.
I don't think I will
need much magic.

Well, maybe not, what with
General Cos turning tail, huh?

What the hell?

If he's going to
give another speech,

I think I'm going
to miss it.

Well, that'll
be a shame.

I'll be back as soon as I can
with as many men as I can.

In the meantime,
mind your temper, Jim Bowie.

(CHUCKLES)
Don't know what
you're talking about.

Naturally.
Senor Crockett.

-Good man there.
-Yeah, good man.

-Major, I want a battle alert.
-MEN: What? Now?

Now, Major.

MAN:
Yes, sir? Talk.

Agreed?

Agreed.

(MEN LAUGHING)

After rendezvousing
with General Sesma
and General Cos,

we will secure
San Antonio de Bexar.

With 4,000 men,
these rebels will beg
to pay my taxes.

(LAUGHING)

Excellency, according to
Colonel Cos' report,

-San Antonio may
prove to be...
-No!

I will not go around.

It is a question of honor.

My brother-in-law
was a coward,

retreating from his post,

leading 1000
brave men into disgrace.

I will not allow any man
to stain the honor

of this army or that
of any soldier.

Of course, Excellency.

Ah.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

The Mexican soldier
will march into hell

if you keep his belly
filled with sweet bread.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

Colonel Black.

(ALL LAUGH)

Soon we will dine
in San Antonio.

(FIREWORKS EXPLODING)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(BABY CRYING)

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

-What is it, Sergeant?
-A thousand pardons,
Lieutenant.

-What is it?
-You're wanted
in the plaza, sir.

Oh. Well, you can
tell Mr. Crockett

that maybe he can
wrestle bears all day
and drink all night,

but we lesser men
need our sleep.

Pardon me, sir,
but it's Colonel Travis.

Colonel Bowie is with him.

-All right, two minutes.
-Yes, sir.

If Bowie and Travis
are together, it might
mean good news.

-And if it isn't?
-Then I'll listen to Bowie.

He married a Mexican.
He'll live Mexican.

Yeah, he'll know.

Not that Travis ain't
a good man, he is.

-Where are my boots?
-Right here.

Susannah, all the same,

I still think it'd be best

if you got out of here.

Now with Fannin's men here,
the place is gonna
be a madhouse,

and it's no place
for a woman and child.

Almeron, you know how
I feel about that.

Pay mind to me
on this, please.

My work'll be
a whole lot simpler

knowing that you're not
underfoot with all these
soldiers around.

They may be the best
army in Texas,

but that don't guarantee
they got fitting manners.

Really, Almeron, you act like
I've been in some fancy parlor
for the past eight months.

I've been right beside you
the whole time.

It's gonna be
a different place now.

My mind's made up
about this, Susannah.

I'll come back
before the Suelas
come to collect you.

(DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)

(CLAPPING)

Here, here.
That's enough of that.

-(ALL LAUGHING)
-MAN: What's the news?

The news is
that Santa Anna's
crossed the Rio Grande.

(CLAMORING)

MAN: What about Fannin
and the boys from Goliad?

MAN 2: And Sam Houston?
What about him?

Both Fannin and Houston
are on the march to
come to our aid.

-When will they get here, Jim?
-As of this moment...

-MAN: How about it, Jim?
-As of this moment,
we are on a battle alert.

-(CROWD MURMURING)
-Is that your word on it, Jim?

Boys, listen to me.
I've only got one thing
to say, and this is it.

Now if Fannin and Houston

want to take any part in this,
they better get here quick.

(CHEERING)

Now as far as I'm concerned,
Santa Anna's plans

for conquest
are gonna end right here.

(MEN CHEER)

This Texan doesn't lay down
and play dead, and this Texan
fights for his freedom.

And I'm willing
to bet that every last
god-fearing man amongst you

don't feel any
different than I do.

This is for Texas, boys.

This is for Texas
and freedom.

(BAND PLAYING)

LUCIA:
Report, Private!

-Lucia.
-Did you miss me?

Wait a minute.
What are you doing here?

Why aren't you on
your daddy's wagon,
leaving town?

Because... Oh, Danny,
I spoke with my papa

and asked him if
you could come with us
and he said you could.

-What? Why did you...
-I want you to come
with us, Danny.

I don't want you
to stay here.

Oh, Lucia, you had no call
to ask your pa that.
You know I can't leave.

Why not?
This is my village.
Why do you have to stay?

Because I'm a soldier.

Because this is
gonna be our home.

My pa, he didn't
leave Kentucky when
things got tough.

-That's different.
-You had no call.

Santa Anna is slaughtering
people, Danny.

The village of Zacatecas
doesn't even exist anymore.

That was a peasant village.
It's nothing like San Antonio.

It doesn't matter.

Tell me, how are you going
to marry me, Daniel Cloud,
if you're dead?

-Huh? Tell me that.
-Lucia, we're an army.

We just sent General Cos
and his men out of here
running for their lives

and we're gonna do
the same to Santa Anna.

Nothing is gonna
happen to me.

Oh, my brother's right.
You are pigheaded.

I want Texas
to be our home.

If I stay here and I do this,
I'll feel like...

Well, I'll feel like
I have a right to it.

-Then I'm staying too.
-Caramba!

Is this what every decision
is gonna be like?

MAN:
Bring it around here.
Steady.

MAN:
Rider coming.

Hey-yo!

What'd I tell you about
that saluting, huh?

Old habit, I'm afraid.
The deference of
the common soldier.

Well, is that how you
survived going to Russia
with Napoleon, Louis?

You deferred
to everybody?

A professional soldier must
survive in order to receive
his pay, n'est-ce pas?

Yes, I suppose so.
I never was too good
at it myself.

If I was, I'd still be
in the U.S. Congress.

I got a second chance out
here in Texas, though,

a political office.

-I would vote for you, sir.
-Would you?

Planning on staying after
the fighting then, huh?

Well, I'm here for
the land, Colonel.

Where I come from,
land is riches.

And money is rights.
And there's not much of either
of those to go around.

Not for a man like me.

I expect you're gonna
find your satisfaction
then, soldier.

-Thank you.
-Colonel.

Ain't much of
a fort, is it?

Well, that's all it's been
since the Spanish
gave it up in '93.

You think they're gonna
have any siege equipment?

Too difficult to move
this time of year.

The way I see it,
is our weakest position is

that 50-yard stretch
of picket fence between
the chapel and the stone wall.

Mmm-hmm. We'll have to
have some earthworks.

Jameson's working on it.
I ordered Lieutenant Dickinson
to place our 18-pounder

by that picket fence
and form our eight-pounders
there and over there.

Uh-huh.
We are gonna
hole up, then?

I don't see any
alternative, do you?

Well, we could show 'em
some Indian fighting.

Get out there and
whittle 'em down some
before they get here.

You take a small group,
you fire and run,

harass the holy Moses
out of 'em.

Wouldn't be no trouble
for me and the boys.
We did come here to fight.

I don't think I can risk that
with just 152 men.

The way I see it, our job
is to delay Santa Anna
as long as possible.

Make it as costly
for him as we can.

I'm telling you this, Colonel,

because technically
you and your men are
not under my command.

Oh.

It seems everywhere I go,
somebody's inviting
me to leave.

-I'm merely
pointing out that...
-The point is, Colonel,

you and Jim Bowie got
a lot more in common
than you know,

because he gave me
the same speech.

Now don't you worry
about that 50-foot
of picket fence.

Me and the Tennessee
boys'll hold that for you.
We don't cotton much to walls.

-(BELL RINGING)
-Listen. Danny Cloud.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

-Hey!
-They're here.
Thousands of 'em.

-TRAVIS: Where?
-Well, they...

They were there,
I swear it.

Uh, thousands of 'em.
I saw the lances
and pennons.

I don't see anything
but bushes and sand.

CLOUD:
I tell you, they were
out there.

-How old are you son?
-Twenty-one, sir.

I mean, I'll be 21
in 13 days, sir.

-Oh.
-Colonel, I saw
what I saw.

I believe you, son.

Hey, where are
you going?

-Where do you think?
-Are you a commander
or a scout?

You know something, Colonel?
You're getting to be a burr
under my saddle.

That's fine.
We'll both risk our lives
then. How's that?

It's ridiculous,
is what it is.
Your position's here.

That's right.
Same as yours, Colonel.

-Dr. Sutherland.
-Yes, sir?

-All right, go ahead.
-Can I take Smith
with me, sir?

Be quick about it. I want
to know what's out there,
if anything's out there.

Yes, sir.

If it makes any
difference to you,

I want to go just
as bad as you do.

Colorado!

-What's going on?
-We're going out.

-Anything, Colonel?
-Nothing yet.

-How are we coming along
with the cannons?
-We'll be ready, sir.

Sir, I was
kind of wondering...

Well, if you don't mind,
I'd kind of like to go
into San Antonio...

Go ahead, Lieutenant.
Take my horse and give
Mrs. Dickinson my regards.

Yes, sir.
Thank you. I will.

My Rosa Maria,
she's been seeing him in
her dreams for a month.

-Who?
-Santa Anna.

Don't you think it's kind
of suspicious, Colorado,

how she's always dreaming
about some other man?

Don't bother me,
as long as it's me
she's in bed with.

Holy sweet jiminy.

There ain't that many
people in all of Texas.

Let's go.

You go tell Bowie.
I'll go to the Alamo.

That damn horse took a fall.
Colonel, we've seen 'em.

As far as the eye could see.
Cloud boy was right.

We're gonna need
some help.

(BELL RINGING)

Jim, it ain't nothing
like I ever seen before.

-Speak up, man.
-He's here.

Santa Anna's here.

Let's go.

-Don't you understand?
-No! Listen to me, Almeron.

I've got something to say
and you better quiet down
and hear me out.

I did not bring
our child 1,000 miles
to see us separated.

-Sue...
-I believe the lord wanted
us to start a new life.

He brought us all the way
out here to Texas to do it.

You can't say I haven't been
a good wife, I have.

Coming all the way out here
across the country like this.

And you can't say
I've ever been one to
argue with the lord

or my husband,
but Almy, I am staying.

Beside you is my place,
and that's where I'll be.

And you got a lot to learn,
Lieutenant, if you think

I got married to you
for any other reason
than to be with you.

When did you decide this?

-About two weeks ago.
-Two weeks ago?

Well, you might've told me.

Can I stay?

Yes. Yes.

Oh, it would've tore me up
to watch you leave anyway.

I'll come back tonight
and move us into the Alamo.

(MOOING)

(WHISTLING, CALLING)

Whoa.

Father, father.

-I want to fight too.
-No, you will not fight.

But I am almost 13.
I am old enough.

The people you want
to fight are our own people.

Is it them you'd like to kill?

But they march for Santa Anna.

It is the dictator
we fight, not our own.

You will stay with
the children and your mother.
It is my promise to her.

Come on.

Speak.

My general, our latest
intelligence suggests

the garrison has not
been reinforced.

"Suggests"?

With conviction, General.

Down.

There are no more rebels
left in the village?

-None.
-Our scouts were precise
on that matter, Excellency.

Quite.
Our new scouts

prefer to retain
their tongues.

History teaches us,
gentlemen,

that great generals
remain generals

by never underestimating
their opposition.

So you will understand
that I will not move
against the rebels

until I know exactly,
precisely,

within a man,

the size and disposition

of the forces of
General Sam Houston
and Colonel James Fannin.

And...

I will sacrifice
as many scouts

as I feel is necessary

to possess
that information.

Am I understood?

Yes, Excellency.

(CHUCKLES)

I like you English.

Your thoroughness,

your worldliness,

on behalf of
my countrymen...

But I do not like

your fine manners.

Manners win women,
not wars.

Perhaps if you English

had realized that,

the americanos would not be
a country to plague me now.

Yes?

Yes.

Major!

You have prepared
my carriage?

Yes, my general.

It might do you well
to remember, gentlemen,

you serve under a commander

who has never known defeat.

You'll probably find
Fannin en route, John.

Give him this and bring him
back here as quick as you can.

Yes, sir.

Are you sure about this?

Not much help to you
here, am I, Colonel?

I can ride.

This is for Ponton
in Gonzales,

directing him to rally
those settlers to our aid.

-We'll get it done.
-I know you will, John.

I'll get the horses.

Colonel Travis,
enemy in sight!

Man sure is
full of himself.

Yeah. Anybody
who calls himself
el Supremo

hasn't got much
of a choice.

What kind of guns are
those that they're using?

BOWIE:
Well, believe it or not,
those are discards

from the Battle of Waterloo,
courtesy of that Englishman
Colonel Black.

They're no good past 70 yards
and they kick like a mule,

but, uh, Santa Anna
likes a bargain.

That's a piece of luck
for us, eh?

Maybe.

Sir, Lieutenant Dickinson
would like to move
the southwest cannons

flush to the south wall
before sundown, sir.

-He'd like to see you
as soon as you can.
-I'll be right there.

Yes, sir.

Well, I don't think
there's any hurry moving
those cannons right now.

There's more important
things the man
ought to be doing.

You know, I cannot for
the life of me figure out

why Houston left you
and I here in co-command,

but surely you must remember
that he sent me here
to finish your job.

You were supposed to
destroy this mission
and defied a direct order.

I find it difficult to
take advice from a man

so ignorant
of military procedure.

Let me tell you
something, tin soldier.

You're the one that said
it would be impossible
for Santa Anna

to make a winter march
into San Antonio.

Well, take a look
over there.

I'd say they outnumber us
20 to one, wouldn't you?

I'll tell you, you got nothing
to worry about, though.

Santa Anna's a man
of great patience.

You're gonna have plenty
of chance to play commander,

right up until he decides
to come over this wall.

(BEATING DRUMS)

Open the gate!

Whoa!

Judicious expedition?
What the devil does Fannin
mean by that?

It means he's gonna
proceed. Judiciously.

He hasn't enough horses
broken for wagon work,

and he feels convinced
that travel by oxen

is gonna subject him to
harassment by enemy forces.

-At Goliad?
-What enemy forces?

Well, he believes
General Sesma's
in the area.

Sesma's between us
and the Rio Grande.

How's he supposed to
harass Fannin from there?

Oh, he must be having
trouble communicating
with his scouts.

Either that or he's a coward.

Well, before we start
impugning the man's character,

Fannin's in
a touchy situation.

He's got the only
real army in Texas.
He's got to be cautious.

There's more.
What with Austin
out of the country

and Sam Houston
god knows where,

Fannin believes that
he is commander-in-chief.

And who's gonna
dispute that?

Fannin, commander-in-chief?
Lord help us.

-Well, who needs him anyhow?
-We do, that's who.

Three days.
Fannin said he'll be
here in three days.

We'll just have to
hold out, that's all.

-That's right, we hold out.
-CROCKETT: All right,
it's settled.

No, it's not.
I want Major Bonham here

to go off and find
Sam Houston for us.

-My place is here, Bill.
-You'll be here, Jim.

But I want
our commander-in-chief

apprised of our
situation here, even if
he is against it.

Oh, he'll be against it,
all right.

(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

What the dickens is that?

I was told, Excellency,
this was the home of
your friend Jim Bowie.

During my visits to
this part of our country,

this home was
always an oasis.

An island in a province
of desolation.

I wish never to hear
his name again.

As you wish, Excellency.

The life of a soldier,
my dear nephew,

as I'm sure you're learning,
can be very tedious.

Very tedious.

The days, the nights...

Her name is
Elena Musquiz, Uncle.

She's the alcalde 's
daughter.

You're a good nephew,
Ricardo.

Make the arrangements.

Excellency,
it's a matter of some...

Some delicacy.

Her father, being the alcalde ,
is a local official, and...

You've proven
yourself capable

in these matters
before, Colonel.

Thank you, Excellency.
But if you'll allow me to...

Colonel?

Me?

Thank you, Excellency.

My general.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

MAN: Open it up.

This is folly.

Going to the aid of a military
position that by all rights
should've been destroyed,

facing forces greater
than my own and not one
but two of my superiors

gone and got themselves
lost somewhere.

But you are going,
aren't you, sir?

I have no choice.

-Good.
-Where are you going?

To Gonzales
to raise volunteers.

They won't have a chance.

When you get there,
they will.

Utter folly.

You get any word
at all from Austin
or General Houston,

you get it out
to me on the double,
is that understood?

Yes, sir.

(MAN SHOUTING)

MAN: Come on, girl!

Fuego!

MAN:
We're out of range.

(LAUGHING, CHEERING)

Lieutenant,
what do you think?

Well, I don't know, sir.
I'd say the 18-pounder
might do it.

Lieutenant, I would
love to give Santa Anna
a proper Texas hello.

Yes, sir.

All right, boys, this is
where we show the Colonel
we know what we're doing.

-Zanco?
-Aye aye, Captain.

-Primed and ready.
-Elevation?

Right on target, sir.

It's a little
unscientific, sir,

but without
a practice shot...

Don't worry, Captain.
She won't let you down.

I sure hope you're right.
Fire at will, Private.

(CANNONBALL WHISTLING)

(CHEERING)

That man's got to have
some Tennessee blood

in him to get off
a shot like that.

Not a bad way to say
hello, don't you agree?

-I agree.
-SUSANNAH: Colonel Travis?

It ought to remind
Mr. Santa Anna that
we Americans

are used to living
under a constitution.

We don't take lightly to
people breaking their word.

Indeed.

We used charcoal
and lamp oil.

Well, my compliments to
you and the other ladies.

Will you fly it, Colonel?

It'd be my privilege,
Mrs. Dickinson.

My privilege
and my honor.

Thank you.
Thank you, Colonel.

Mrs. Dickinson, ma'am,

we're gonna be running low
on rifle shot before long,

and I was wondering if you
and the other ladies might,
uh, oblige us

gathering and melting
and so forth?

We could cook on rocks.
We can melt down our
pots and pans.

That'll be fine.

I'll bet I could even
make a flue somehow.

I had an uncle who
was a blacksmith,
and I learned

just about everything
that he knew.

Well, thank you,
Colonel.

-Taylor!
-BOTH: Yes, sir?

Let's give Santa Anna
a history lesson, Taylor.

Run that up.

BOTH: Yes, sir.

(MEN WHOOPING, CHEERING)

Your Excellency,
the flag.

The flag?

The one these rebels
fight under.

Am I supposed to
understand that?

The great invitation.

Free land and the
Mexican Constitution of 1824

lured 40,000
Americans to Texas.

Former constitution.

(SCOFFS)
You English should talk.

Your own king sent troops
against these people,

and they made a mockery of him
in front of the world.

Who are you to
talk about Mexico?

I have sworn an oath
to defend her.

The pledge of my presidency.

Not one inch of soil

will be ruled by rebels
or foreign interlopers.

Mexico, finally,
for the Mexicans!

Who are you to speak
for my people?

-Reinforcements, Colonel.
-I make it about 100.

Maybe it's Fannin's
scouts, Colonel.

You'd send scouts out
ahead, wouldn't you?

Yeah, but that doesn't
mean Fannin would.

CROCKETT:
Rides like an Indian.

BOWIE:
That's Seguin!

Man the gates!

(MEN WHOOPING, CHEERING)

No, it was the last
Christmas

I spent with you
and Ursula, remember?

It was your father-in-law that
said that neither one of us
could ride to Nagadoches

and be back in time
to the break the pinata.

-That's right.
-And we did!

Yes. Did it in
six days, as I recall.

You know, I remember
that because

it was Ursula's
last Christmas.

I miss her too.

That sickness took
a lot of good people.

Yeah, and leaves
a damned old war horse
like me.

-That doesn't make any sense.
-(EXPLOSION)

Jim,

I would rather stay
with my men, you know.

It has been three days now.
Santa Anna is likely to
attack at any moment.

I don't think so.
I think he's gonna wait

and pick up his cowardly
brother-in-law

and then try to save
the family honor.

Besides, Juan, we need men.
Who else are your people
gonna follow?

They will follow Jim Bowie.

Well, I'm afraid
there may be a few here

that'll regret that
before this is over.

You know, if we don't
see each other again...

Juanito,

you go and do
what you have to.

When you're done, you get
your Mexican carcass

back here.
You understand?

-Vaya con Dios, amigo.
-Adios, hermano.

MAN:
Keep him covered!

Fire!

He's never gonna make it.

Well, if anybody can,
Juan Seguin can.

Will you look
at him go!

A Comanche can't ride
no better than that.

(MEN LAUGHING, CHEERING)

And have a blood flag
prepared.

When the time comes,
I will want to carry it
with me through Texas.

-See to it.
-It'll be taken
care of, Uncle.

You have attended to
that other matter?

Yes, it's arranged.

Not by you
personally, I hope.

No, I sent
Captain Rojales to
speak to her parents.

And as always, they
were overwhelmed to
think that their...

Yes, yes, yes, I know.
We will do it tomorrow.

-As you wish, Uncle.
-Splendid.

-And Ricardo?
-Yes?

Again you called me
"uncle" before the officers
and the men.

Your general
punishes you.

Your uncle loves you.

Remain a loyal nephew,

be a better soldier.

Yes, Excellency.

(COUGHING)

We're critical on rifle shot.

Yeah, I know.

I don't figure
we'll need the, uh,

metal strapping on
the wagon wheels anymore.

That's a good idea.
I'll tell Mrs. Dickinson.

Right.

Their campfires just about
encircle us by now.

You still think they're
gonna wait to attack us?

I do.

It took 'em three days
to surround this place.

I don't think he's in
any damn hurry now.
(COUGHING)

Doesn't sound like
no drinking cough.

-Does it matter?
-It doesn't matter to me.

Save it, Travis.
I don't need another doctor.

It's not your health
I'm concerned about.

Glad to hear it.

You can drink yourself
to death as far as
I'm concerned.

But maybe
your family might...

My family's gone, Travis.

They're not here anymore.
That's why there's a
difference between you and me.

You got that
young lady waiting
for you in Galveston.

Waiting to marry
you, isn't she?
And that little boy?

You come out of this
alive, you can start
a whole new life.

Maybe even grab
a little glory on the way.

What are you fighting for?

More like the old life,
I guess, like it used to be.

Like it is in America where
the people own the government.

You see, Santa Anna,
he thinks he owns the people.

I don't like being owned.
I'm, uh,

kind of particular about
that kind of thing.

So am I.

You say you lost everybody
on your wife's side
of the family?

Well, I've got
a second cousin.

I haven't seen him
in about four years.

Where's he at?

Right over there
in town.

His name is General Antonio
Lopez de Santa Anna.

Yes, sir, there was
10,000 of 'em,

all a-hollerin'
and dancing around,

screeching enough to make
your blood run cold.

Far as the eye could see,
there was nothing
but tomahawks

and spears a-shakin'
and brandishing.

War paint spread
all over them devils.

It was a horrifying sight,
I'm here to tell ya.

Now I know you Texans
have got your Comanches
and Kiowas and them Apaches,

and they are fierce,
I'll grant you that.

But they ain't nothing
compared to your ordinary
run-of-the-mill Creek Indian.

Now them people are mean.

They don't have to work
on it none.

They're born mean.
It's in their blood.

Why, a young buck ain't
even considered a man

till he's killed and scalped
a dozen people,

preferably white.

Oh, yeah.
And that ain't all.

The squaws...
Now them squaws

are just as mean as
the men and they're
twice as ornery.

Why, if they...
Well, you'll have to imagine

what I'm alluding to,
with ladies present.

(LAUGHS)

But I can tell you this,
you don't never let 'em
take you alive.

No, sir. Now then...

Where was I? Oh, yeah.
Over here on our side,

we got old Andy Jackson
and me and the Tennessee boys.

In them days,
Old Hickory was just a tree
instead of a switch.

That's back when
we was friendly. Yeah.

-So what happened next, Davy?
-Well, sir,

we looked out at
that sea of savages,

and old Andy and me both knew
we was gonna have to be

plenty smart that day
if we was gonna come out

of there with our hair
still on our heads,

formidable a foe as your
average Creek Indian is.

So whilst we was
pondering it,

it come to me like
a bolt of lightning

and I knew just what to do.

"Line up here, boys!"
I hollered.

"Line up and shoot
bow and arrows at 'em."

-(ALL CHUCKLING)
-Bows and arrows?

Bow and arrows
is what I said.

I wish you'd been there
to see it.

Confounded
the dickens out of 'em.
Didn't know what to do.

Naturally, they was assuming
they was the only Indians
in the neighborhood.

"Hoo-hah, hoo-hah!"
They was a-dancing
around like that.

Why, they got so het up,
they plumb charged us.

CLOUD: So?

Well, sir, then we put down
them bow and arrows

and we picked up
our long rifles.

"Fire at will, boys,"
I hollered, and they done it.

It was not
a pretty sight, folks.
Decimation.

Bodies stacked up there
like cord wood.

Excuse me, ladies.

And I'll tell you this,
to this day,

there ain't a single
Creek Indian left

in all of Florida.
Not a one.

(EXPLOSION)

Now in the
Black Hawk War...

They've brought in
heavy artillery.

Travis!

This is no attack.
They want those ruins.

That's not good.
Those rifles could be
effective from there.

-Sergeant, post the men on
the west wall right away.
-Yes, sir!

(ORGAN PLAYING)

Dearly beloved...

All right, all you ladies
back to the barracks, please.

Colonel Bowie,
how can they...

That's an order,
Mrs. Dickinson.

Do you, Antonio
de Padua Lopez
de Santa Anna

take this woman

to be your lawful
wedded wife?

Fire!

In sickness and health,

till death
do you part?

I do.

-Where are you going?
-I'm going out there
and make sure

a prairie dog couldn't
use those shacks.

I'm going with you.

Colonel Crockett,
while Colonel Bowie and I

are away from our posts,
will you keep an eye
on the place?

-Glad to.
-Are you coming?

He's catching on.

First intelligent thing
I've seen the two of you do.

The ring.

I pronounce you
man and wife.

Now you may kiss the bride.

(CHEERING)

You were attacked
by two men?

Two rebels with torches,
yes, Excellency.

My officers retreat from
two men with torches?

Excellency...

What will you do when
you have to face gunfire?

-Excellency...
-Lead my army into shame?

If you ever humiliate me
in front of this town again,

I will have your head
on a lance.

-Excellency, I take
great exception to...
-Do you understand?

If I were you,
I should say yes.

Yes, Excellency.

Now do you think
I can trust you

not to lose my army
while I devote

a few moments
to my bride?

This is my wedding day.

Driver.

Here you go, men.

They closed
the pouch, Sarge.
We're surrounded now.

Of course, it took 'em all
of five days to do it.

Ain't the snappiest army
in history, I'd say.

Just means it makes
our job a little easier.

See, all their ranks are
a little more thinned out.

How about Fannin
and Houston? How are
they gonna get through?

I don't figure
nobody can stop...

-Sarge?
-Sarge, you okay?

I think I'm gonna faint.

Sarge!

I'd say about 200 yards.

More or less.

They still can't do
much with them muskets
at that range,

even dug in.

'Course, a cannonball
is a different matter.

I'd give anything to
find out how Major Bonham's
doing right now.

Ah, thank you for
your help, Captain.

You're welcome, sir.

Begging your pardon, General.
Can I ask you a question?

Of course.
Go ahead.

Those Cherokee,
they don't really call you
Big Drunk, do they?

(CLEARS THROAT)
I'm afraid so, yes.

Matter of fact, when I was
living with them, they gave me
two or three different names.

Of course, that one was
the most objectionable.

Well, if you ask me,
it just don't seem fitting,

you sort of being
a chief yourself, General.

I'll confess
something to you.

If the Cherokee don't join up
with Santa Anna,

I have every intention of
living up to that name

in celebration.

We've had little enough to
celebrate, don't you think?

Sure wouldn't want those
delegates at the convention
we're going to to hear it.

Be like throwing a rattler
into a henhouse.

'Course, that's only
if you want my opinion, sir.

Well, I won't tell
if you don't.

MAN:
Rider coming!

General Houston.

Son, you're gonna get
yourself shot you go
charging around like that.

I've been looking for you
for three days, sir.

Well, you found me.

It's the Alamo, sir.
They're under attack.

General, did you hear me?

Yes, I heard you.

Well, we have to do something.
Mobilize your army.

It's Major Bonham,
isn't it?

General, we haven't time.
It may have already fallen.

Major, I don't have
an army to mobilize.

What I have is a ragtag
army and a bunch of
bickering politicians

who can't agree on how
to make a government.

What I need is
money and men from
the United States.

But these are loyal Texans
who believe that you are
coming to help them.

I never made that
promise, never.

I never believed
that San Antonio was
the gateway to Texas.

This broken-down mission
in the middle of no place?

No, I serve Texas better
as a constitution-maker,

not as the savior of unruly
and insubordinate officers.

Their blood will buy you time.

You don't mind that, do you?

Those men that
you are willing
to let die are my friends.

Then if I were you, Major,

I would wish
to be with them.

You're a coward, General.

I rather wish
I were you, Major.

What I mean is,
we're the ones that
made it work here.

Not the Mexicans,
not the French.

Even the Indians don't care
for this part of Texas much.

Mexico invited us
down here.

We made the land work.

If we succeed now,
that land will reward us.

We can hold our heads high.

What if we fail?

Well, death in
the cause of liberty

does not make me
shudder, Colonel.

You wouldn't have any
political ambition,
would you, son?

Me? No.

-Glad to hear it.
-No, I come to ranch.

-That's a grand idea.
-Yeah.

I'm gonna get me some
of that prairie cattle.

Even got a piece of land
all picked out.

With Lucia, I bet.

(CHUCKLES)
Yes, sir, you bet.

When I was your age,

all I wanted to do was
find some adventure

like my daddy had
in the American Revolution

with George Washington.

CLOUD:
How about you, Colonel?

I was in school

studying the law,

my wife pregnant.

(FIDDLE PLAYING)

If they ain't pelting
us with apples, they're
serenading us with music.

Musicians alone could
outnumber us.

(CROCKETT LAUGHS)

If you're coming in
here full of vinegar,
I'm not in the mood.

I want to know why you're
not marching for the Alamo.

Would you care for
a drink, Major?

No? Suit yourself.

Colonel, I want to know.

Fine!
You want an explanation?

Maybe broken-down wagons
would be of interest to you,

or run-off oxen, or my own
sense of responsibility

to a command that as of this
moment is the only
army in Texas.

Now would that be
a good start for you, Major?
Start of a damn catastrophe?

Take a good look
at my shoulder.
You see that eagle?

That eagle means that I don't
have to explain

anything to you,
not one damn thing.

No, sir,

you don't.

Fire!

Jim!

Go on back.
Go on, boys.

Go on back
to your posts.

Jim just got the wind
knocked out of him.
Go on.

Jim, you hear me?

Now can you walk?

Got to do it for
the boys. There.

-How's he doing, Doc?
-He's really busted up bad.

It's a miracle
he walked in here.

Well, is there anything
we can do for him?

Well, I just gave him
laudanum. Asked the good
lord to spare him.

I don't want him out where
every man can see him, Doc,
so put him in the chapel.

-All right.
-You let me know
as soon as he wakes up.

Doc, I don't want
him to suffer.

Davy, I wouldn't swap
places with that man for
all the gold in Texas.

Oh, I guess he'd swap places
with anybody today.

I heard.

-Is he gonna be all right?
-He's unconscious.

You gonna be
all right?

We need Bowie.

I need Bowie.

When I was growing up,

my mama used to say,

"Child, every man is
born to a destiny.

"Some good, some bad.

"Some know god
and some know the devil.

"Some of us,
most of us, I expect,

"are somewhere in the middle.

"But the thing is,"
she'd say,

"we can't never know
what that destiny is

"until it's upon us."

You know, the last time
I thought on that

was the night before
I was to hang.

I thought, thank the lord
my mama's dead,

'cause I sure wouldn't want
her seeing my destiny

was swinging at the end
of some rope somewhere.
No, sir.

But I didn't hang
that next day

because a white man
believed in justice

enough to save
a black man from hanging.

I figured I've known
my destiny ever since

was to follow that man.

Give me cause every day
to thank our lord.

I figure by now, Colonel,

you ought to know
your destiny.

The lord needs a good man to
lead these boys to glory.

Lead 'em outta here.

Needs a man who makes
no mistake about what
this is all about.

There's only one man
I know like that.

There's a powerful lot to
be proud of in your destiny.

Powerful lot.

He's sleeping.

He knew.

He knew that
he was going to die.

With his family gone,
he has nothing to live for.

He has Texas.

Colonel. Riders, sir.

I'll be back.

-Sergeant, I thought
you were injured.
-No, sir, Colonel, sir.

My head's the least
vulnerable part of my body.

-(BAGPIPES PLAYING)
-Reinforcements?

Yes, indeed.
They're leaving a dust cloud
the size of Kentucky.

-Thank god for that.
-Thank him for me too.

(CHEERING)

It's Mexican, all right.

Heavily supported column.

General Cos has chosen

the longest possible route
to obey my orders.

He's still a two days'
march away from us.

Perhaps it is due to
the lack of water.

Lack of water? Ha!

The man's a coward!

Lack of water didn't stop
General Sesma and his men

and he had a longer
distance to cover.

My god.

No wonder these rebels
sent him racing home
like a little puppy.

(CHUCKLES)
I would have given anything

to see Bowie's face

as he watched Sesma
march in with his men.

Excellency,

we are all in accord.

What with the addition
of General Sesma's men,

the attack on the Alamo
should take place now.

-Is there news of Houston?
-No, Excellency.

It would seem that
he's invisible.

Then until he is visible,

I will stand
by my decision.

We will not attack until
General Cos gets here.

Excellency,

your sister Senora Cos
is here to see you.

-Here now?
-Yes, Excellency.

Of course.

Bring her in.

That will be all, gentlemen.

Where is he?

He's making every
effort to get here.

So he sends his wife
to plead his case.

No, Excellency.

I come to see
my brother.

You haven't
kissed me yet.

Yes.

I've missed you, sister.

And I you, Antonio.

He's a coward.

He brings shame to our
family, to your children.

He's my husband.

He's not worthy of you.

Antonio, you're
a great man.

You bring honor
to our family,

to your children.

You are beloved
by our people.

That is your destiny.

My husband will never
be the great man
you are, Antonio,

but I love him.

And in this hour of need,

I will do my duty by him,

just as you will do yours
for our country.

You are a lesson

to us all.

BOWIE:
How long have
I been here?

Two days.
We're going on
our seventh now.

That long?

How's the men, Travis?

They've been better.

I'm sending out
personal notes
along with this.

I was wondering
if you wanted to
dictate something.

No, I...

Expect I'll be seeing
the ones I love
soon enough.

Everyone else is
within these walls.

Can I get you anything?

Don't be worrying
about me, Travis.

You got enough
to think about.

Read it.

(CLEARS THROAT)

"To the people of Texas

"and all Americans
in the world.

"Fellow citizens
and compatriots,

"I am besieged by 1000
or more

"of the Mexicans
of Santa Anna.

"I have sustained a continual
bombardment and cannonade

"for 24 hours.

"The enemy has demanded
a surrender at discretion.

"Otherwise the garrison
are to be put to the sword

"if the fort is taken.

"I've answered
the demand with cannon shot
and our flag still waves

"proudly from the walls.

"I shall never surrender
or retreat.

"I call on you
in the name of liberty,

"of patriotism,
and everything dear
to the American character

"to come to our aid
with all dispatch.

"The enemy is receiving
reinforcements daily
and will no doubt

"increase to 3000 or 4000
in four or five days.

"If this call is neglected,
I am determined to
sustain myself

"as long as possible
and die like a soldier
who never forgets

"what is due to
his own honor

"and that of his country.

"Victory or death."

Travis?

You're no tin soldier.

Well, maybe
on account of us,

my boy won't
have to do this.

I figure that's worth
something, don't you?

-Evening, Colonel.
-Evening, Major.

-We got a wonderful
night here, don't we?
-Certainly is.

Yeah. Nothing like
an evening walk
in the desert.

Shame we can't just stroll
beyond the walls, ain't it?

-Dirty shame, ain't it?
-Yep.

There's nothing like it.

Well, I have my rounds.

Always a pleasure
conversing with you, sir.

Keep your heads low.

Yes, sir.

-Danny!
-Lucia!

-Where are you going?
-Go back to the barracks.
You shouldn't be out here.

Don't do it, Danny.
Please don't.

You'll be killed,
I know it.

Lucia, go back to
the barracks now.

Danny.

(CHATTERING, CHEERING)

Fuego!

(MEN LAUGHING, CHEERING)

-Almonte!
-Antonio.

Shh.

Why is it quiet?

Excellency, our artillery
has been attacked.

Why is it you
didn't inform me?

Of all the men under
my command, you're the one
I expect not to let me down.

-But, Excellency...
-I am the one on
the attack here.

Me, not those traitors.

I outnumber my enemy
by 20 to one,

and I can't even protect
my own ordnance.

-Where are they?
-In the study, Excellency.

(INHALES)

The artillery,

why can't I hear
the artillery?

No one?

-Excellency...
-Almonte!

(SIGHS)

Excellency,

raiders from the mission

disrupted our bombardment
last night.

Mmm.

Hmm.

But of course
they were driven off

and repairs
are underway.

I see.

It's interesting,
don't you think,

that 150 men
are so underwhelmed

by our overwhelming forces

that they send raiding
parties against us?

Do you think it's possible
that they know something

about this army
that I do not?

Hmm?

I represent the will
of the people of Mexico

to put down a rebellion.

I have never failed
in my duty

and I will not do so now.

From now on

my patience, my goodwill,

you may no longer
rely on.

From now on,

more than
your payment in gold

weighs in the balance.

Much more.

We will go home
with honor

or we will not go home.

Understood?

Am I understood?

Yes, Excellency.

I will hear
the cannon fire resume

within 15 minutes.

Thank you.

(EXHALING)

He's mad.

That's what he is.

We, gentlemen,

are commanded
by a madman.

No, he don't neither.

Look,
it's the gospel truth.

That's plain heathen.
I've never heard of
no such thing.

And when he gets tired
of his new bride,

he don't ship her off
back to her parents.

No, that'd spoil
the whole thing.

He sends her off
to Mexico City
to his wife.

So the real
Mrs. Santa Anna...

The real
Mrs. Santa Anna.

-...gets the new
Mrs. Santa Anna.
-Right.

Well, there must be
some hellacious words
exchanged over that.

-I'll wager there are.
-So what does she
do with them all?

-Yeah.
-Only thing she can.

She packs them all off
to a monastery.

And I'll bet there's
a whole new order of nuns

down there
in Mexico City,

and every one of 'em is
an ex-Mrs. Santy Anney.

No, they ain't,
and I'll tell you why.

Women ain't allowed
in monasteries.

None at all.

Now you want a true story?
I'll tell you a true story.

There was these two fellas
that was business associates,

and one of 'em was
a bit of a scamp.

And he had some partners
who were very unsavory.

And they got it into
their heads one day
that they might not be

getting their fair share
of the profits, you see.

So they decided they
was gonna kidnap him

and take him out in the woods
and just chop his hands off.

Oh, I forgot to mention
that fella was a pirate,
the first fella.

Now the other fella,
the one that ain't a pirate,

he gets wind
of that, see?

And he figures he's just
gonna jump right in there

and help out his friend

because the pirate had saved
his life at one time.

Well, sir, life's too short
to be cautious, you see?

And off he goes to the rescue,
just a-rippin' and a-tearin'.

Meantime, of course,
them pirates, there's
no flies on them,

they're moving with alacrity,
and they just went out there
and gathered him up too.

Now they're just fixing

to chop the hands
off of both of 'em

when one of these rascals
gets an idea.

"What do you say," he says,
"we have us a duel?

"Now we'll get our meanest,
orneriest, gouginest,

"rompin', stompin',
rough-and-tumble fighter

"and we'll put him in
a room with him and they'll
go at it to the death.

"Whoever's alive
gets to win."

"All right," they say.
Off they go.

Now it's pitch black
in this room

and there's nothing
coming out of there

except sounds
of mortal combat.

I mean, screeches and moans

and grunts
and thuds and whacks.

Till finally
that door flies open

and the winner steps out.

It's our fella.

Now that was down
in Louisiana bayou,

June 23rd, 1826,

and the one that was
a pirate was Jean Lafitte.

The other fella,
the one with all the guts,

the man I always
wanted to meet...

Was Jim Bowie.

Finally got
to meet him.

And he can
still fight some.
(CHUCKLES)

(MEN SHOUTING)

-The battalion
of the Cazadores.
-What?

Cazadores is my hometown,
where my family is from.

I saw their flag.

You still have
family there?

My brother.

Riders coming in!

They're definitely
not Mex, sir.

Give 'em cover!

-Is it Fannin, sir?
-I don't know.

-It's Colorado Smith!
-Come on!

All I know is
when I was there,
he said he was leaving.

I seen them all mounted up
and getting ready to ride out.

Then in Gonzales I ran
into Doc Sutherland and
Lieutenant Kimball here.

-Sir, Gonzales Ranging Company
of Mounted Volunteers.
-At ease.

-He told me Fannin
isn't coming after all.
-That's a fact, sir.

-I got a brother
at Fort Defiance.
-And that was two days ago,

while Juan Seguin
was apprising these boys
of our conditions here.

-And you came anyway?
-Yes, sir.

Seguin is going on to Lavaca
to see if he can roust up
some more volunteers for us.

What about Major Bonham?
You see him? I sent him
off to find Fannin also.

We heard something, but it
didn't make much sense.

What was that?

Sir, an Apache scout
informed us that
a white man was seen

headed into
Cherokee territory.

-What?
-The description
sounded like Bonham.

And you know
the Apaches, sir,
eyes like a fox.

Cherokee territory is
two days' ride from here.

It's possible, I guess.

Maybe Houston's meeting with
the Indians to try to keep
them out of this thing.

Well, that may be, sir.
Houston's not at
the convention

and our new governor's
mad as the dickens
about it.

Says he's gonna drop him
as a delegate if he don't
show up soon.

What convention?

The provisional
government, sir.
You didn't know?

Well, Lieutenant, you're
our first acknowledgement
from the outside world.

It could be snowing
in Galveston and we wouldn't
be aware of it.

Well, sir, Governor Smith
has called a convention at
Washington-on-the-Brazos,

and he's sworn not to let
any member go until Texas
has a constitution.

Texas is declaring its
independence, sir.

Why, there's even talk
we may become part of the
United States of America.

Well, I'll be.

Kimball said that we were
the reason the convention
was called.

-You know what this means?
-It means that Santa Anna's
an invader.

It means that flag out there's
the flag of independence.

They'll have to send us
reinforcements now.

What are they shooting at
there, George?

Looks like they're shooting
at each other.

It's Bonham!
Cover fire, men!

Man the gates!

Jimmy.

That is a two dollar hat.

You recall the first
time we did this?

We were 12.

Back of Jedediah
Peckle's barn,

down from your
daddy's spread.

I believe you had
the first drink then too.

-But I believe you
finished the bottle.
-I don't recall that.

Well, you wouldn't.
I carried you home.

(LAUGHS)

Now he remembers.

My daddy polished my butt
like never before.

Pastor's son
drinking like that?
He wouldn't stand that, no.

No, sir.
Not a proper man
like the reverend.

We couldn't be further from
Carolina, could we, Jim?

Not much.

Miles and years.

Yep.

He's not coming,
is he, Jimmy?

No, Buck,
he's not coming.

He give you
a good reason?

He had a reason.

I called him a coward.

You called Sam Houston
a coward?

-I'm afraid so.
-Really? I wish
I could've seen that.

They'll probably want to
court-martial me.

They'll probably
want to hang you.

Probably.

You really called
Sam Houston a coward?

I'm afraid so.

How come you could
always drink more than me?
You ever notice that?

-It's easy.
-It's always annoyed me.

It's your damn
conscience.

Always gets in the way.

-Damn nuisance.
-No argument here, counselor.

Well, Jimmy, I'm afraid
my conscience

has gone and got us
killed this time.

Looks like it has, Buck.

I'm sorry.

Some of you men
are probably asking yourselves

the same questions
I'm asking myself.

I can't answer them
for you.

You can't answer them
for me.

What I do know is this.

This is not about
land or money.

It's about the one thing
that no man should ever

be able to take
from another man.

The freedom to make
his own choices

about his life,

where he'll live,

how he'll live,

how he'll raise
his family.

We face a man
who would take those

god-given rights
away from us.

Well, not from me,
he's not.

There can be no doubt
about the price.

General Houston will not
reinforce us,

as he is still
assembling his army.

We can expect no aid
from Colonel Fannin,

as his position
is untenable.

For the past 11 days,

you have done more
than any man

has the right to ask.

I'm honored

to be among you.

Those men
who wish to stay

will cross the line
and stand with me.

The others may go

with my blessing.

Damn it, boys, somebody
carry me over, will ya?

TRAVIS:
Go with god, mon ami .

I suspect god'll
be staying here
with us, Colonel.

Gonna miss out on
a good ruckus, Louis.

Thank you, my friend.

I didn't survive
Russia and Waterloo

to die in this desert.

Maybe soldiering is all
that I will ever know.

I'd wait until dark.

Yes, sir.

-Major Evans.
-Sir?

That special ordnance
I gave you, is it still
in safekeeping?

-Yes, sir.
-How many would you
guess there are?

-I guess there are about
12 bottles, sir, exactly.
-Exactly?

Yes, sir.

Well, why don't you
break out those 12 bottles,
Major Evans?

-I think the men feel
a thirst coming on.
-Yes, sir.

At your posts,
though, gentlemen,
if you don't mind.

Lieutenant, Gregorio.

I wasn't going
to make it an order,

but I thought you should
evacuate your families.

-It's not so easy, Colonel,
not for my family.
-Or with Sue, Colonel.

Well, I thought if they
could all make it to
your farm, Gregorio,

it would be the smart thing
for you to take them.

Thank you, Colonel,
but I'm a collaborator.
I cannot go back.

Well, then your
family alone.

Santa Anna kills
the families of
collaborators.

It's the same
with Sue, Colonel.

I wish to heaven I'd
gotten her out of here
when I had the chance,

but I can't see sending
her out there now.

Besides,
she wouldn't go.

The decision has been made.
God has taken it out
of your hands.

Well, the decision
is his, but I bear
the responsibility.

GREGORIO:
Vaya con Dios, amigo.

Gregorio.

I would've been
a terrible farmer.

Are we getting
paid for this?

No.

It ain't enough.

How long you been
with Davy?

Oh, about two years.

Bet you've seen a little
bit of fighting, huh?

Some.

Gonna see some more.

(MAN COUGHS)

What do you
make of it?

Well, if they was Indians
I'd hazard a guess,

but I don't know
about Santa Anna.

Man's peculiar.

I don't understand it.
The man's got his
reinforcements.

Why doesn't he attack?

Never at the height
of the day.

The man hates heat.

See, he's smart.
Gives his men a rest,

gives ours a scare.

I'll bet there isn't
a man sleeping in this
fort right now.

Oh, that's a safe bet.

Yeah.

Well, he wears us down
without firing a shot,

but, see, he
forgets one thing.

I know him.
I know about the voices.

What voices?

In his head.

His ancestors.

He thinks
they talk to him.

See, he thinks
he's descended
from the sun god.

You know when they
talk to him loudest?

-When?
-Early in the morning.

El Magnifico thinks
his ancestors

talk to him loudest
in the morning.

That's when
he'll attack, boys.

Have the men rest up.

Be ready to go
before sunrise.

(SOBBING)

Lucia, what...

Lucia, what is it?

-Ask me to marry you.
-What?

Do you love me?

-Lucia, you know...
-Then tell me right now.

I love you.

And you were going to ask me.
That's true, isn't it?

Well, I still am.

I'll talk to
your pa tomorrow.

Then ask me right now.

Uh, will you marry me?

CLOUD: Yes.

Congratulations.

-Lucia...
-Shh.

Uh...
(CLEARS THROAT)

-Lucia, I...
-Shh. Quiet, Danny.

Colonel. Colonel.
Colonel. Colonel.

It's 4:00, Colonel.

Is there any movement?

Along the west
and south wall.

Enough to
wake up the men.

Oh, good. You were
able to get it?

Joe, if we get to
go to sleep tonight,

do I have to give up
my bed again?

No, sir.

Good.

It's looking like
Jim called it right.

I thought you might
want to come with me.

Yes, I would.

You know, they used
lamb's milk mixed in
with the mortar

when they built
this place.

Accounts for the color.

Conceived in milk.
Well, that's,

that's appropriate.

And christened
in blood.

Davy,

could you bring the women
and the children in here?

Have the boys
move me over by the door.

(DRUM ROLL)

(MEN SHOUTING
IN SPANISH)

(BUGLE FANFARE)

El deguello.

It means no mercy.

Cut their throats.

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

-Fire.
-Fire!

Cease fire!

-Cease fire!
-We got 'em on
the run, Colonel.

Check the guns,
Lieutenant.

(MEN CHEERING)

MAN: That was
good shooting, men!
Good shooting!

He never got
the reserves into it.
Cavalry got in the way.

They'll be smarter
next time.

I'm afraid so.

(DOOR OPENS)

Excellency.

- El deguello has stopped.
-General Cos is dead.

Colonel Duque was
trampled by his own men.

Our troops are
in retreat.

I ain't never been in
a battle like this before.

You know, I've seen
some fighting like to scare
my britches off,

but nothing like this.

Kind of sets in
your middle, don't it?

You always want to swallow.

Can't get the sweat off
your hands no matter
how you rub 'em.

You think you're
alone, boy?

You too?

What you think?
Anybody's any braver
than you are?

Well, we ain't.
Not a one of us.

Older don't mean braver.

Y'all thought
on it much?

About what?

With all I done,
I tell ya,

I ain't one time had
to think about dying.

Not like this.

I never been real
strong on thinking,

but the way I see it

about the bravest thing
any man can do is

decide how he wants
to meet his maker.

Boy, if this is brave,

it ain't nothing
like I'd figured.

I give you a rabble

of less than 200 men,

and you humiliate
me and my army.

Then you insult me
to my face

by trying to explain it.

You're nothing more
than court jesters

versed in charm.

A real soldier...

A real soldier

would have taken
that position

or given his life trying.

Done it for me.

How am I
to get conscripts

if these rebels
are not crushed?

Victory...

Or death.

Let me make it clearer.

My victory...

Or your death.

I do not want to see
a single man left alive.

All I want...

Are flames.

(FANFARE)

(MEN SHOUTING
IN SPANISH)

El deguello!

(BUGLE FANFARE)

(MAN SHOUTING
IN SPANISH)

Fuego!

Fire!

MAN: Move that cannon around!

This way.

Turn it! Go!

(SCREAMING)

MAN:
They're coming up!

(GROANS)

Come on, Jack!

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(GROANING)

(ALL WHIMPERING)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(WOMEN SCREAM)

Come on.
Come on.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(GROANS)

(SOBBING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

It's an order.

BLACK: Mrs. Dickinson?

My husband?

There are no
survivors, ma'am.

His Excellency
has expressed a desire
to meet you.

You can tell
His Excellency

that I have no wish...

Mrs. Dickinson...

If I may be so bold...

Accept his invitation.

The life of your child
and your comrades

depend on it.

And...

Why should
Santa Anna's version
of your husband's bravery

be the only one heard?

(SOBBING)

(DRUMS BEATING)

Excellency.

You know what
I wish to see.

I found Colonel Travis

and the man Crockett,

but I have not yet
found Senor Bowie.

Then do it.

I will dip my fingers
in their blood.

Mrs. Dickinson,
Excellency.

Madam.

I ask that my daughter
and the others be spared.

For myself, I would have
fought with the men.

You're very courageous.

Tell the others
what you've seen.

Tell them what will happen
if they stand in my way.

Send her to the north
with the others.

I do not make war on
women and children.

Just the freedom
of your people?

Wine.

I will drink
to my victory.

Our general drinks
to the victory that
will cost him his war.

TRAVIS:
This is not about
land or money.

It's about the one thing
that no man should ever

be able to take
from another man.

The freedom to make
his own choices

about his life,

where he'll live,

how he'll live,

how he'll raise
his family.

We face a man
who would take

those god-given rights
away from us.

Well, not from me,
he's not.

There can be no doubt
about the price.