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(Whistle blowing)

(Theme music playing)

Now we are men again.

And what were we on
the reservation lands?

Dogs.

To be put in a place and
kept there till we starve.

Tepoca, we ride
to find food, not war.

The white people have food.

They are fat.

And our people are hungry.

We will hunt, not steal.

(Neighs)

(Gunshot)

(Whinnies)

(Gunshot)

(Horse neighs)

They tried to shoot me.

I killed that one.

The other will return with
an army of long knives.

Let them come.

To kill us all.

No.

There is another way.

And the rail should arrive
anytime the end of this week.

Which puts us handsomely
in debt as usual.

(Chuckles)

No risk, business is booming.

No risk? What if
something happens?

Right now, any delay at
all would be dangerous.

Well, staying awake is a whole lot
more dangerous than sleeping too...

(Chuckles) But
it's a lot more fun.

Well, I'm glad
you're enjoying it.

But I'm nervous.
And I could be right.

In that case, you can
always say you told me so.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll make you a
sporting proposition.

Uh-oh.

Cut your high card.

If you win, I'll cancel
the order on the rails.

Ben, I couldn't gamble
on a decision like that.

Why not? I would.

All right, you gamble
and I'll worry. (Chuckles)

(Chuckles) That's the
story of this partnership.

Why don't you go to
bed and get some rest?

And don't worry about anything.

Next week, the bps&d will
be forging in a new prospect.

Good night.

Good night.

(Tense instrumental music)

(Whistle blows)

Mr. Calhoun, did you hear?

Hear what?

Indian trouble.

Mordecai Peters rode into
scalplock and he was ambushed.

Dan forest was with
him and got killed.

Mordecai says there's
a whole war party.

He's bringing his wife
and kids into town.

Dave: It's true, Ben.

White mountain apaches
have left the reservation.

That means war.

There is no water.

There is no food.

We come only to hunt.

Dan forest was killed,
but it was an accident.

I've known cochero for a
long time. He doesn't want war.

He sent me a message.
He only wants to talk.

Are you goin'?

Yes. And hope we
can work something out.

If cochero's people can get
food, there won't be any trouble.

I'll get my horse. Ben: No.

I want you to go to
buffalo pass, Dave.

Meet the troops. Tell them
that i'm talking with cochero.

I'll bring him in at the supply
dump east of Briggs junction.

We can talk with the army there.

Will the long knives
come in peace?

They'd better. I'll
be with cochero.

I'll take the work
train to buffalo pass.

Good luck, Dave, and thank you.

For what?

For not saying "I told you so."

(Whistle blowing)

All right, you
miserable rejects,

Calhoun says the little lady
can clear and charge the gun

and commence firing
quicker than any of you.

You're wrong, stoddard.
There's no female

who can beat my
time on that piece.

That raccoon could
beat your time.

(Clicks tongue) Go.

(Rapid gunfire)

And I'll be right behind
you in the next payroll line...

Recruit.

Sergeant sure has a lot of
confidence in you, Ms. Anderson.

(Chuckles) Big gamble.

He knew I cut my eye
teeth on a gatling gun.

(All clamoring)

One more! Yeah, one more.

(Men continue clamoring)

Major, what military genius
picked this bunch for a campaign?

You're looking
at it, Mr. Tarrant.

I've seen comanches on
firewater better behaved.

The captain agrees with you.

You should read
their service records.

Those records will be wiped
clean if they prove themselves.

Yours too, captain Anderson.

We're hoping you won't
have to prove anything, major.

Ben Calhoun has gone
up to talk to cochero.

With any luck, he'll talk the
apaches right back on the reservation.

So, it's gonna be
a normal campaign.

We spend half our
time fighting the enemy,

the other half fighting
civilian interference.

With a bunch of
roughnecks and a gatling gun.

How do you figure to
stop an apache uprising?

By cutting off its head
before it gets started.

Grab cochero and his sub-chiefs
and ship them down to Florida.

Hold them there as hostages until
the Indians go back on the reservation.

Well, just like that, huh?

Just like that.

(Horse neighs)

(Whistle blowing)

Apaches!

(Gunfire) (Horse neighing)

Cease firing!

(Gunfire continues)

Cochero! Come back!

Calhoun.

You just smashed the
equivalent of a regiment.

Major, you just
started an Indian war.

My men didn't start
any trouble, Calhoun.

The trouble started when
the apache left the reservation.

I saw what the drought
did to their reservation.

They had no choice. They
either had to leave or starve.

Starvation comes under
the bureau of Indian affairs.

You take it up with them.

All Indian affairs has
given them is promises.

The apaches can't
eat promises, major.

The army isn't responsible for the
mistakes of every government department.

Maybe not, but you don't
have to compound them either.

Mister, the other side always
has some justice in its cause.

That's no answer.

Well, Calhoun, I
wasn't sent here to talk.

At gettysburg, I didn't ask the
reds to stay off little round top,

I drove them off.

With a handful of
men and a gatling gun.

Well, if my attempt fails, they'll
send a brigade if necessary.

All to make the apaches starve?

To make them obey the law.

And if you don't like the law,
you write your congressmen.

Captain, if I was trying to
build this railroad by the book,

we never would get it finished.

And if we didn't run the
army according to the books,

this country wouldn't
be safe for your railroad.

By the time you've finished out
here in this part of the country,

it won't have any
need for a railroad.

Calhoun, what are
you bleeding for?

The territory, or
your investment?

Both. When one gets
hurt, the other one bleeds.

(Raccoon chittering)

Barnabas: He likes
you, Ms. Anderson.

Oh, I'm very popular with
raccoons. (Both chuckle)

Look, if you like pets, I
can get you a good deal.

I know a fella in scalplock
who wants to get rid of a skunk.

Real cheap. Oh. (Sighs)

Well, don't worry, the smell's
been taken out. (Laughs)

Oh, thanks anyway,
barnabas, but I learned young.

Pets and the
army just don't mix.

It's too hard leaving 'em behind when
you have to pack up for the next post.

Can't you take 'em
with you? Mmm-mmm.

It's too much trouble.

The quartermaster takes a dim
view of transporting dependents' pets.

Restored my faith in people.

Nice to see somebody
who's not looking for trouble.

Civilians don't have a corner on
personal problems, Mr. Calhoun.

No, they don't solve 'em
with a gatling gun, either.

What should apaches expect
when they break treaties?

Not 300 rounds a
minute from a gatling gun

just because they want a
chance to explain their problem.

I understand their
problem and yours.

So do the major and my father.

There's just nothing
they can do about it.

I wouldn't say starting an Indian
war is exactly doing nothing.

That was an accident.

But if they can grab cochero,
wouldn't that solve all the problems?

I doubt cochero
would see it that way.

(Yelling)

(Men clamoring)

Oh, I'm all right.

They can't do this to me.

Correction, barnabas,
they already have. (Sighs)

I mean steal ulysses,
they want him for a mascot.

We'll take care of it.

Thanks, Mr. Calhoun, I
can do my own fighting.

Just look at them
two black eyes, man.

Now, I ask you,

ain't he just a proper
mascot for Rogers' rogues?

(All laughing)

Sergeant, it'd be my honor
to buy you boys a drink.

Well, your honor would be
our pleasure, Mr. Calhoun.

(Men agreeing)
Hey, give 'em a drink.

And here's to the cavalry.

Here's to the cream
of the cavalry, us!

Misfits, rebels, no-accounts,
all of us. Officers included.

(Men laugh)

We don't salute but
we sure can shoot.

And do with a drop of a hat.

(Chittering)

And now, Mr. Calhoun, how about
honoring our new mascot here?

Well, I, um...

Afraid I can't drink
to that, sergeant.

He's already spoken for.

Well, thanks for the drinks
anyway, Mr. Calhoun.

(Men shouting)

(Men continue shouting)

(Men clamoring)

In spite of the mess
that that gun has caused,

there's still a chance that
cochero can be talked out of war.

Oh, we'll talk to him.

Same way Calhoun talked
our men out of the raccoon.

The apaches aren't
spoiling for a fight, captain.

Your men are.

Mister, don't you
tell me about Indians.

Apache, cherokee,
sioux, I fought 'em all.

And it wasn't talk that got 'em
onto reservations in the first place.

I'm willing to bet that
it will this time, major.

People at scalplock have offered
to buy the food that cochero needs.

We'll haul it on the railroad.

No.

No?

Armies march on their stomachs
and with no food, they don't march.

Now, we proved that to the reds when
we burned out the shenandoah valley.

That was a war.

What do you think we are in now?

I've got a handful of men. I can't
afford to strengthen a potential enemy.

Full bellies, they'll go
back to the reservation.

Can you prove that?

Do you have the right
to speak for the apaches?

Calhoun, they've got time
and numbers on their side.

Unless I can keep them
hungry and disorganized,

we can't handle them
without a full campaign.

The apache's not
looking for a war.

They asked for it when
they broke the law.

Give the plan a chance.

Well, you can suit yourselves.

You've got 48 hours
to talk your heads off.

By that time, I'll have
a new gatling gun

to replace the one you smashed.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

Just a minute, Calhoun,
I want to talk to you

and I'm not as diplomatic
as major Rogers.

Well, if he's a
diplomat, captain,

you must really be a wild cat.

That's usual.

When you civilians
aren't laughing at us,

you're crying for us
to run in and save you.

Now you're egging
for us to get out

because we've
served our purpose.

You stop interfering, Calhoun.

I know how to handle cochero.

You would if he was
what you thought he was.

But he isn't.

We disagree.

When a man doesn't want
to listen to the truth, captain,

he's usually got a
pretty good reason.

Now what's yours?

Why do you want
to fight so badly?

Because fighting's my profession

and railroading is yours.

Don't you get in my way.

Mr. Calhoun?

Those two have spent their lives
trying to protect people like you.

And I'm trying the best
I can to repay them.

That's theory, Mr. Calhoun.

Or hope, or maybe just talk.

And you're trying to put the burden of
what could be a big mistake on them.

Maybe you're right.

I'll take on cochero myself.

(Speaking apache)

(Horse whinnying)

(Yelling)

(Cocks gun)

I came to talk to cochero.

I had nothing to do with
the firing on your men.

I know, I saw.

It was the long knives.

The apache has no
fear of the long knife.

We have won many
battles with the long knives.

But you've lost many wars.

They'd try to kill us anyway.

I just had that conversation
with an army captain.

Our women and children
are sick with hunger.

We come to hunt, not to fight.

Cochero talks like a woman!

Our braves gather.

Soon, we will be strong
enough to take what we need.

No doubt, but can you hold it?

Cochero, old friend,

stop this avalanche now.

Before it crushes us all.

What do you ask?

Droughts end, so will this one.

In the meantime, I'll
supply you the food.

You bring your chiefs
to scalplock for a parley.

Lies! More lies!

Are they lies? Or are
you hoping they're lies?

Take the food, cochero.

Let your braves be men
in the eyes of their women.

Go in peace. We will come.

We call this a little
emergency requisition, boy.

That's all right, sergeant.

No need for you
to be butting in.

Now is that a fact?

You know, I was just thinking.

You're about to get the
stuffin' kicked clean outta you.

From him?

No.

From me.

Like I said, boy,

it sure make a proper
mascot for Rogers' rouges.

You ever run across
another one like him,

we'll be glad to
buy him from you.

Thank you, sergeant.
You're welcome.

Major, the 48
hours aren't up yet.

Tarrant, I won't tell you
how to run a railroad.

Don't you tell me
how to run a campaign.

I'm telling you Ben's still out
there. Are you trying to kill him?

I wish you civilians
would stop bothering me.

I'm not sending a captain
and four men out to fight a war.

It's a scouting party.

Major, telegraph
message for you.

My new gatling gun.

I expect you to bring
it in on the next train.

I'll make some room for it on the
train of food for cochero and his people.

(Sighs)

You cut a dashing figure, sir.

I'm very proud of you.

Probably the oldest
captain in the cavalry.

I'd be proud of you if you were
a corporal or a brevit colonel.

You tell the truth, honey. You're just
tired of making excuses for me as I am.

(Chuckles)

You picked a funny
time to start doubting me.

I guess.

Now that I finally
got a second chance,

we can finally be
honest with each other.

I've made being proud of
me awfully difficult for you.

I know that.

The coward's daughter.

I've always known
you weren't a coward!

I know.

You used to scream
that in your sleep.

But it's true! Sure it is.

But just the two of us
knowing it isn't good enough.

Dad...

Make liars of all of 'em.

The whole army.

I intend to, baby.

I surely do.

You just listen to
stoddard and take it easy.

All I wanna know is how
many and where they are.

Major.

Good evening, Mr. Calhoun.

My name is Ben.

Did cochero call you Ben?

Matter of speaking,
he's coming in for parley.

I'm glad you were
right, Mr. Calhoun.

Perhaps I had you figured wrong.

I had you pegged
for a fire-eater.

Could be part of a habit.

Anyway, I'm glad no
one's getting killed.

You've made me very
happy, Mr. Calhoun.

Don't tell me that one of
Rogers' rogues is a coward.

Ooh. Ah!

Excuse me.

What upset her? I don't know.

Ben, day after tomorrow, we got two
boxcars of rations and a gatling gun.

Which one are we gonna need?

Probably both.

Cochero's gonna
settle for the food.

But we'll need the gatling gun to
hold off our creditors for a spell.

In that case, I think petty cash
could stand a couple of drinks.

Think big, Dave.

We'll blow the whole corporate
budget on a bottle of champagne.

(Horse neighs)

Apaches, captain.

All right, let's go.

I'll give the orders, sergeant.

There's nothing wrong
with my ears, captain.

The major said for
you to listen to me.

I listened to you. I didn't like what
you said. So I'm counter-Manning.

Well, the book gives
you that privilege, sir.

Now, what's your strategy?

Fight. Fight? You?

Meaning? Your
reputation's no secret, sir.

This is an order,
sergeant, not a secret.

We're going to
prepare to attack.

Yes, sir. How many?

They got us better
than two-to-one, sir.

Nothing wrong with those odds.

I could find fault
with 'em... sir.

They're armed? Apaches
are always armed.

All right, you take two men.

You cover the left flank.

I'll take one and be
on the right. Captain.

The major only
said to count 'em.

All right, you did. They got
us better than two-to-one.

Now, you fire on my
command. Yes, sir.

(Gunshots)

What's he trying to prove?

Well...

In 20 years, I've seen
two kinds of glory boys.

First kind loves fighting
and just plain don't care.

The other kind's more
scared of being scared

than they are of getting killed.

He's too old to
be the first kind.

(Knock on door) Come in.

Where you been, Dave?

I've been out mixing good
deeds with good business.

A wise man once said that's a combination of
things that'll give you a good night's sleep.

The merchants have rounded up

every spare can of beans
and sack of flour in scalplock.

They're gonna give it to cochero as a gesture
of good faith till the rations arrive.

Yeah, that's wonderful.

And with the town cleaning
itself out the way it is,

we have a small
fortune in freight orders.

How small?

Enough to meet
next month's payroll.

A wise man once said,
never knock a profit.

(Chuckles) What wise man?

Me.

Wouldn't be enough left over to buy a
few more miles of ride away, would there?

Oh, if it's not prime land...

You know, Ben, the
way things turn out,

you sure must have lived
right at one time in your life.

Wish I knew when
it was and what I did

so I could do it again.

Have some coffee.

(Shouting indistinctly)

Mission accomplished, major.

Where did you find the
apache weapons, captain?

Engaged and
destroyed a raiding party.

They had us better
than two-to-one.

(Crowd clamoring)

Which way were they headed?

Right towards scalplock, major.

(Crowd chattering)

I'll take the rest of
your report inside.

You too, stoddard.

Who attacked whom?

They had us outnumbered, major,

coming right for us,
matter of fight or run.

Who attacked whom?

Do you know what
you've done? My job.

We destroyed a band
of hostile apaches.

You got up enough nerve
to attack a peace party!

We only have your word
for their intentions, Calhoun.

You wanted your war, captain.

Now, you've got it and
it's gonna be a dandy.

Well, we'll let you and the historians
worry about how it got started, Mr. Calhoun.

Right now my
problem's to finish it.

You approve of what he did?

He's one of my officers.

Anything more you have
to say, you say it to me.

This is my command.

You had very little hope
for any peace talks before.

Now there's none.

Captain.

My idea of soldiering is not
ambushing peace parties.

And I'm gonna hold to
that at your court martial.

Now mount up the detachment.

What about the gatling gun, sir?

We haven't got time.

We've got one chance
in 1,000 of getting cochero

before he rounds up his braves.

And if we don't get him,
we've got no chance at all.

Since you like odds
against you, captain,

you ought to be
delighted about now.

Calhoun, I wanna talk to you.

That's not the point, Anderson.

The point is, I don't
wanna talk to you.

All right, so I made a
mistake. You never make one?

None that I had to Bury.

Look, I'm a soldier, Calhoun. How do you
know they weren't just trying to trick you?

You just can't admit
you're wrong, can you?

Well, nobody's proved
for sure I was wrong.

It's just possible I taught
those Indians a lesson.

Scared 'em back
to the reservation.

Well, you're not a
soldier, Anderson.

You're nothing more than a man

trying to prove
something to himself

and that uniform to you
is just a license to kill.

(Horse neighs)

Well, you can't make a
mistake this time, captain.

If you see an
apache, he's hostile.

(Whistle blowing)

(Gasps)

(Groans)

(Gunshots)

(Gunshots continue)

It was tepoca, Ben.
He got the gatling gun.

Get the horses and
some dynamite. All right.

Ben, may I talk to you?

You'll have to make it fast.

I want to explain
about my father.

He explained himself.

He had a wolf
gnawing at his insides.

He turned him loose
on the whole territory.

Ben, it's important that
you understand him.

No, no, it's important to you.

You have to understand him.

But this mistake didn't
happen yesterday.

It happened 10 years ago
at the battle of Owens mill.

He was five minutes late and
they've called him a coward ever since.

Did you ever stop and think that
perhaps they were right and you're wrong?

Do you think I haven't
been living with that thought?

That I'm not afraid I've been wasting
my life trying to help him prove something

that doesn't matter anyway?

I'll say one thing
if he's a coward.

It's not hereditary.

Over here!

(Neighs)

There's a trail.

Never seen so many tracks,
major. Which way they headed?

Take your choice. I
figure they're all around us.

Well... (Sighs)

I never figured they'd be wiped
out along with their service records.

That's the funny thing, major.

I'm 50 years old

and yet I'm only gonna be remembered
for about eight minutes of my life.

Five minutes at Owens mill
and three minutes this morning.

You're smart enough to know
you're not gonna be remembered at all.

Smart? Me?

Ten years I've been
planning these three minutes.

Thought I had everything
worked out perfectly.

Except the enemy
not being... an enemy.

I've seen a lot of heroes.

None of them ever
set out to be one.

At the right time, they
thought of the right thing to do.

Or they lost their heads
and did it by accident.

None of 'em ever
planned to be one.

So I found out.

I wonder if you did.

Well, we owe scalplock
a good fight. Let's get to it.

(Gunshots)

Take cover!

(Rapid gunfire)

Sounds like Rogers
found the gun.

(Gunshots continue)

(Groans)

(Groans)

(Gunfire continues)

Cochero!

(Gunshots)

Do not shoot.

You got a handkerchief?

Yeah. Hand me that gun.

Cochero!

Is he surrendering?

No, I figure he's
gonna talk some more.

This time I got no argument.

Calhoun.

Again you show that the white
man's word is like dirt beneath our feet.

I didn't lie to you, cochero.

The food I promised
is in scalplock.

Last time cochero
go for it, his chiefs die.

This time, I'll bring it to you.

When we kill the long knives,
cochero will ride in and take it.

Many of your braves will die.

Because of that gun.

Even if you should win the
battle, you'll lose the war.

My people were
shot like buffalo.

That was the
wrongdoing of one man.

For the 10 he killed,
we will kill many more.

Stop it now, cochero,
before it's too late.

Before your people
are wiped out.

Don't you be a fool, old friend,
just because another man was.

Give that man to the apache.

And we will go in peace.

I can't do that.

He'll be punished.

But the long knives
have their honor too.

They'd never give him up.

(Urges horse)

Well, Calhoun,

I finally got respect for
that silver tongue of yours.

I hoped you proved
I'm wrong again.

I'll repeat what he said to me.

They'll ride off in peace if you'll
give them captain Anderson.

Rogers: Not a chance.

That's what I told him.

On the other hand, major,

they'll probably get me anyway.

Anderson, I detest what you did.

But they'll take you
over our dead bodies.

That's what I mean.

Captain Anderson!

Blow a charge for the captain.

(Trumpet blowing)

(Gunshot)

(Neighs)

Did he prove anything, Ben?

Well, they're not calling
him a coward anymore.

Was that worth his life?

Every man's got to
have a reason for living.

And I suppose every
man's got a price for dying.

So now I have to learn to
live as a hero's daughter.

One mistake cost you
10 years of your life.

This one could cost
you the rest of it.

Why don't you just
learn to live your own life?

It's the only way you're ever
gonna find any real happiness.

(Closing tune playing)