All language subtitles for E16 The Patience Miller Story

Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Joe!

Oh thanks, Joli.

You know it sure don't seem right that woman and that little girl gonna live with them

Rappahoos.

It was bad enough when she had a husband to protect her.

She know how many whites the Rappahoos killed last year?

Yes, she knows.

She read all about it in the government pamphlet.

She sure is pretty.

Yes, she sure is.

She's fixing to go on with us in the morning, Flint, and you've got to stop her.

Stop her.

You ever tried to argue with a red-headed Quaker?

I was under the impression that you people were reasonable.

We are.

We make a point of being reasonable.

Adi knows perfectly well the Rappahoom mission is where we're supposed to go.

You were supposed to go there when your husband was a...

I don't mean to bring up a painful subject.

The subject of my husband is not painful.

William Penn says, this is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die,

they are ever present because they are immortal.

But you've seen what can happen out here.

Your husband died at the hands of the Indians.

Dr. Miller wasn't killed by a Rappahoo.

But even if he had been, I'd still go on.

My husband felt very strongly about missionary work, and so do I.

You don't know what you're taking on.

You don't know the first thing about the Rappahoos.

Oh, I've studied that government pamphlet backwards and forwards.

Did the pamphlet also tell you that when an Rappahoo boy gets his first bow and arrow,

he says, I want to kill a white man?

Oh, I've heard you people want to be martyrs.

Mr. McCullough, thee may not be aware of this, but Chief Northstar signed a treaty

in Washington that his people would settle down and learn the ways of peace.

And in that same treaty, the government said they would send people to help them.

Mrs. Miller, Northstar has the bloodiest reputation on the plains.

Be reasonable, will you?

You're a woman, you have the responsibility of a little girl, and you're completely alone.

Thee misunderstands if thee thinks we will be alone.

Well, who's going to be with you?

God is going to be with us.

We kill now?

No, not yet.

Him have fine horse.

When missionary mans die, horse belong to me.

When he die?

When I say.

Missionary mans die before I say.

You make ready go with him to land of ancestor.

Flint! Flint!

Hello, Mr. Wise.

Well, I'm all packed, ready to go.

So I see.

You have brought the new missionary?

Yes, I have.

Mrs. Patience Miller.

Well, I can't tell you how happy I am to meet you, Mrs. Miller.

Well, how gracious of thee.

Well, Mr. Wise, it's a pleasure to meet you.

It's a pleasure to meet you, too.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wise.

It's a pleasure to meet you, too.

Well, how gracious of thee.

Oh, and this is my daughter, Prudence.

Prudence.

And Mr. Miller.

Mr. Wise, I think maybe you'd better sit down.

I was all packed and ready.

This time I really believed I was going to make it.

Thee must go.

Thee has earned thy rest, Mr. Wise.

I am here to relieve thee.

Oh, but you don't know those Indians.

Oh, I wouldn't have a peaceful night's sleep the rest of my life.

This continual feeling that I can't do the job I came here to do

is beginning to be most exasperating.

Thee will, of course, do as thee sees fit, Mr. Wise.

Mr. McCullough, thee has been more than kind,

but I won't impose upon thee any further.

Goodbye, and thank thee for thy many kindnesses.

If you ever need me, you just, uh...

Yes, I know.

And I thank thee.

I'm afraid that is very heavy, Mr. Wise.

Mother, there are Indians up there.

They're bound to be curious.

I guess no one's ever told them it isn't light to stare.

Art thou afraid of the Indians, Mother?

No, dear.

Art thou?

No, Mother, but Mr. Wise is.

Thee must tell him there is nothing to fear.

I will, just as soon as we're unpacked.

I see you're tidying up the schoolroom a bit.

Mr. Wise, thee must not remain because of us.

Thee was all packed to leave.

Well, by gum, I can't leave a helpless woman

and a little girl out here alone in a heathen country.

But there are others coming.

Mr. Barker and his family were leaving a few weeks after us.

Oh, and I understand two gentlemen from Kansas

are coming to school the Indians in agriculture.

Well, I hope they get here, and the sooner the better.

What time do the children come to school?

They don't.

Arapaho children aren't interested in school.

But they must come, whether they're interested or not.

Mr. Northstar agreed they would.

Well, getting Indians to agree to something is one thing.

Getting them to do it is quite another.

They just don't understand that back in Washington.

Torture, torment and devilment,

that's all the Indians care about.

Mr. Wise, the still small voice of God is within every man.

These people are our brothers.

I am not a Quaker, Mrs. Miller.

Quaker or not, thou art here to help them, not to condemn them.

Oh, I came out here with high hopes, too.

But they soon took it out of me.

The plain truth is, they don't want us.

I'd forgotten how women are about a little dirt.

Well, I never expected it to be easy.

But William Penn says,

No glory, no cross, no crown.

Indians empty their guns as a sign of friendship.

It says so in the government pamphlet.

Mrs. Miller, don't go out there.

Good afternoon.

I'm Mrs. Miller.

And this is my daughter, Prudence.

Whom do I have the honor of addressing?

I, Chief Spotted Horse.

You pretty.

Here, here, here, here now.

You keep your distance and you keep your distance.

Much better you go.

You no longer a missionary man.

I am not going.

I am remaining here to protect these ladies.

You mind other business.

Don't do that.

You very pretty.

Now that's enough of that kind of talk.

Prudence, you go into the house.

Oh, don't you dare to molest this lady.

She comes from a faraway land.

She comes from Washington.

Now this won't do.

This simply won't do at all.

They must let me help Mr. Wise.

Very pretty squall.

Keep thy hands to thyself.

Hair of fire.

Wait a moment.

What did they say?

Forgive us.

I do not know you medicine woman.

Us good Indians.

Do not strike us dead.

Thee will not be struck dead.

As long as thee minds thy manners.

Thee and thee, kindly pick up Mr. Wise.

And carry him inside.

Careful.

Now the rest of thee.

Kindly have thy children here for school.

At eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

Or watch out for my red hair.

Oh.

Oh.

Will someone kindly inform Mr. Northstar

that Mrs. Miller has come to call.

I assume I am in the presence of Mr. Northstar.

What did you say?

Missionary medicine woman

in presence of Chief Northstar.

Thee is not Mr. Northstar.

Thee is Mr. Spotted Horse.

Me speak for Chief Northstar.

Chief Northstar no speak English.

Mr. Northstar visited Washington

along with the other great leaders of the Indian nations.

They spoke English.

Is the mighty leader of the Arapaho nation

inferior to the other tribal leaders?

I mighty chief of mighty nation.

I command 5,000 mighty warrior.

I speak English when I choose.

Not when you choose.

Then thee has no right to get angry

if I think thee an ignorant dunderhead.

Thee? Who is thee?

Thee is you.

I not know this word thee.

It is a Quaker word.

Quaker? Where is Quaker? United States?

Quaker is a word given to people of my religious faith.

Why?

A long time ago someone said

we must quake in the presence of the Lord.

And ever since we've been called Quakers.

You come here make me Quaker?

No. Just a friend.

You see we believe that every man

must follow his own beliefs.

Ah. In my village we believe in chief.

I am chief.

We believe I give order.

You enter lodge.

Why you not enter?

Is courtesy also unknown to the mighty Arapaho chief?

You will not talk Quaker at me.

You talk United States.

In the United States

a gentleman steps aside

and a lady enter first.

That's courtesy.

The Arapaho chief enter first.

Go after. That courtesy.

That may be custom

but it's not courtesy.

The Arapaho man go first.

Protect woman.

How you know big snake not in wigwam?

Live buffalo, angry lion?

Mr. North Star.

I do not fear big snake,

live buffalo or angry lion.

They fear me.

How so?

Because I have red hair.

I not sure.

I afraid of red hair.

Do not anger me

or I will make thee vanish altogether.

You can do this?

Shall I show thee?

You make he vanish.

No. No.

Not to do.

My children come school.

I good Indian.

Now my quarrel is solely with thee

Mr. North Star.

We're getting off to a bad start

and that just won't do at all.

I'm here as a representative

of the United States government

and I expect to be treated

with a courtesy do me.

Now if thee will step aside

I will honor thy large by entering.

I thank thee.

I am pleased to accept.

This my son Evening Star.

One day he rule in my place.

I am pleased to make thy acquaintance

Evening Star.

Why did thee not come to school

this morning?

Children have more important matter

than school.

Nothing is more important than school.

I not believe in school.

I not want children be raised

to be white man.

Learning does not change a man's race.

It only broadens his understanding.

Our belief.

Father teach son.

Father teach son most important

that buffalo hunt.

And what does a boy learn

at buffalo hunt?

To hunt, to kill, to be warrior.

He'll learn better things

at school.

You not have children.

You not make me angry.

You woman.

Maybe medicine woman.

I not want to kill you.

There is no need to shout.

My hearing is excellent.

May I speak?

And not anger my father?

Maybe so or you would not ask question.

One day I will rule the Arapahos.

You have said it yourself.

This no time for private matter.

Much better you learn my teaching.

I beg my father

to let me learn his teaching

and teaching of white man.

Thy child asks for learning

so that he can guide his people

in a world in which

we both must live.

Much better you stay

in other world.

The boundaries of our world change

and there is very little

we can do about it.

I so want learning.

I so want to know what is between covers of books.

I beg my father

to let me attend school.

You are good son

yet hard to refuse you.

I have seen people taught before.

I have seen people leave tribe

become ashamed.

I will not leave.

I will not become ashamed.

You Arapaho son of chief

I want you should always

be proud of this.

I will remain proud.

Buffalo hunt

be lonely this year.

School will be a little late today Mr. Wise

but we'll be on schedule tomorrow.

By gum

maybe you are a medicine woman.

I'll see you after school.

Man

is a man

and a man

is a man

and a man

is a man

Man

Woman

Four and four are

Eight

Eight and eight

Sixteen

I too am untranslatable.

I sound my barbaric yelp

over the roofs of the world

I sound

my barbaric yelp

over the roofs of the world

What does it mean?

It means

it is a joy to be free

does it not?

Yes

that's exactly what it means

Sometimes

I ride my horse as fast as I can

and I feel like that

How strange

a man in a book

should feel as I feel

He's an Indian man?

No

But same things he feel

I feel

His name is Walt Whitman

He lives in the city of New York

But he know about the spotted hawk

He know how I feel when I run my pony

Laughter is the same

no matter where a man is born

Tears are the same

no matter what language he speaks

And the joy of a lad running his pony

is the same all over the world

So you see we're not so different

are we?

Are we, Mr. North Star?

You're different

You're not like Buffalo Hunt

You want we should learn about you

what you learn about us

Oh, but I'm eager to learn

all I can

And if he is ever inclined to give lessons

I'd be most happy to attend

Yes, father

We introduce you to a new friend

Walt Whitman

Not all wisdom in book

People's different

Some good, some bad

There is good in every man, father

No

You teach this lie

It is not a lie

Is lie

You teach son of people's good

How he know enemy

Must he have enemies

Soon we go on war path

Son of chief must protect his people

Against whom?

Comanche

Why?

Comanche enemy, always enemy

You tell her so

It has always been so

Comanche murderer, thief

Every year they attack, steal, kill

Bad peoples

There is good in the Comanches

Just as there is good in the Arapahos

There is good in all men

You teach children as good in Comanche

I take children from school

I let children go to school

Because son, good boy

I respect his wish

But I not let you ruin son

He cannot think like white man

And be good chief

You respect my wish

Or no more school

My mother asks

You will please to come to village tomorrow

To meet wives of my father

Wives?

How many wives does thy father have?

Five

Five

I bring buffalo meat

How kind of thee

Even medicine woman need food

I do not lack for food

But I appreciate thy concern

Please sit down

Why you still?

You practice quicker medicine on me

Mr. North Star

Does he not think that

Five wives

Is somewhat

Excessive

What mean excessive?

Well, too many

How many you think I should have?

One

You want I be selfish?

No, just

A little more civilized

All right

You tell me which one to keep

I kill other four

Kill them?

What else?

They married to me

I not kill them, they kill self

Now what you say?

Well, I

I just have to pray for divine guidance

You come here

Try change us

Maybe we change you

This

My personal mother

How do you do

Mrs. North Star

Thy boy is not only

My best pupil

He is a son as well

Evening Star, good boy

Before he born

I say out loud everyday

Great deeds of North Star

So son come in father's image

I eat

This second wife

Brown Robin

I'm happy to meet you Mrs. North Star

Third wife

Falling rain

How nice to meet you Mrs. North Star

Fourth wife

Silver Sparrow

I'm very happy to make thy acquaintance

Mrs. North Star

Fourth wife

Silver Sparrow

I'm very happy to make thy acquaintance

Mrs. North Star

This fifth wife

Our little bride

Mist of morning

Well congratulations

Mrs. North Star

We are all very fortunate

Women's to be wife of Chief North Star

Is thee really content

That there are five of thee

Oh no, we not content at all

But Chief North Star

Promised we soon be six

Thee wants to be six

Oh yes, yes

More wife, less work

How many wives your husband have

Oh well my husband is dead

But we only believe in one wife

To a husband

But how you have time

To bear children

Oh well we manage

You see we like being one wife

But who help distract

Husband when he angry

Who attend husband when he ill

Who entertain husband

When you tired

One wife very uncivilized

Evening stars say

You come to village to show us

Old American custom

Oh yes, a very old American custom

Spring house cleaning

Now

Where shall we start

This history of my father's life

Tell how many scalps he take

Thy father has killed

That many people

In battle

And scalped them

Father has biggest scalp shirt

In whole village

You want to see

How many scalps he take

In battle

And scalped them

Father has biggest scalp shirt

In whole village

You want to see

Oh no

This war shield

Soon father hang it outside teepee

And we know time to go to war

With Comanches

Oh evening star

Has thee ever

Ever scalped

Not yet

But I know how

You want I teach you

What are you saying

He's part of war

You kill a man

You have right to scalp

Oh evening star

If thee ever killed a man

I think it would break my heart

Why you not in school

Teacher is in teepee

My teepee

What you do here

Cleaning thy dwelling

Cleaning

This my fur

Yes

I not know I have

So many white one

Everything smell like

Clean this

Why you do this

A noble chief is worthy of a noble lodge

Lodge made

Noble because I inhabit

Oh I agree

I not like you should agree

Why

When you agree I think

You have purpose I not know

And I sure I not like

You not afraid of me

Oh indeed I'm not

But I make thee warrior

Oh yes I'm aware of that

I've been looking at your war record

Why your husband not come back

My husband died before I came here

You not lie

How dare they accuse me of lying

I see husband bring you to mission

Oh now I understand

You not lie to north star

I know everything

Then thee knows perfectly well

I was brought to the mission

By Mr. McCullough

The scout for the wagon train

Good afternoon Mr. North star

You not go

Please

You not go

Please

Sit down

Oh thee does me an honor

I know it is not customary

For women to sit in thy presence

You

Come here alone

With daughter

With no one

To protect you

Oh I have a protector

Who

The same one who gave me red hair

Thee calls him the great spirit

Mr. North star

Thou art a great leader

We like to think of thee as one of our great leaders

First in war and first in peace

This year I'm confident

Thee will lead thy people in peace

After war with Comanche

Thee must not go to war

With thy brothers

You'll not start again

I not brother to Comanche

I arapaho

I like no one else and no one like me

In the eyes of God

All men are his children

So all men are brothers

I will not be

Brother to Comanche

I do not hear thee

And I will not hear thee

I refuse to believe that thee is guilty of such unreasoning prejudice

You say you come here

And not change belief

Warpath, big belief

Thee has no reason to go to war

I avenge warrior kill last spring

This my father do

This I do

This my son do

You cannot change world

Nor can thee

Whether thee likes it or not

The Comanches are thy brothers

I invite you leave

I accept the invitation

You'll not come back to village again

I will be back

Tonight

I've been studying thy customs

And I've learned that thee is not final word

In this village

The council of chiefs

Speaks tonight

And I have asked permission to address them

Permission not granted

It has already been granted

Then there's war

Between you and me

I beg thee

Do not send thy sons to die

For last spring's angers

This is not even war

This is the suicide of thy nation

Though thee has won

Over the Comanches many times

Thee has always been the loser

For not one year in all thy history

Were as many sons born

As were lost

In battle

We were taught

And we teach our sons

That it is glory to die in battle

Do you say it is not so?

Yes

I say it is not so

We know you come to say

These things

With kindness in your heart

We thank you

For the thoughts that brought you here

Mrs. Miller

War council has decided

We not go on war path this year

Because of what you say

No war path

Thy life has changed from this moment on

Evening Star

Thee will not go on the war path

Thee will live to manhood

And be the great chief thee was meant to be

My father speaks to no one

He has crossed the sticks in front of his lodge

And this means no one may go in

Thy father is angry

But his anger will burn out

And in time his own wisdom

Will tell him this is for the best

I never take scalp

This is my promise to you

I never take scalp as long as I live

Good night

Good night

Good night

What is it mother?

I don't know dear

It is the death cry

The death cry?

That is a scout carrying the news

That someone of importance to the village is dead

My son

Evening Star

Oh no

Oh god no

No

It was Comanches

Comanches where Lady Montreux

Comanches

His father ride out and find him

Bring body home in arms

My son

Oh god

Forgive me

Forgive me

We are here my son

To bid you farewell

We send you forth

With things you have loved most on earth

As well as

Things you will need

On long journey

We part from you

In sorrow

Born of our great loss

But we know you go in joy

For ancestor wait for you

Beyond star

And great spirit

Wait

To gather you

To his breast

And the great spirit waits

To gather thee

To his breast

The children aren't coming

They are never coming again

Perhaps in time

I know what is being said

That I am to blame

For Evening Star's death

No no

The past is to blame

For Evening Star's death

No no

The past is to blame

For that

Mr. McCullough said I didn't know anything about them

He was right

North Star was right too

I should never have gone to the council

Never tried to persuade them

I brought these people nothing but sorrow

And bitterness

They've got a boy

A Comanche boy

And they're taking him to the village

What will they do to him?

Because he is the son of a Comanche chief

He will be killed

In the same manner Evening Star was killed

And returned to his father

An eye for an eye

A son for a son

Tribal law

Mrs. Miller

Don't try to interfere

North Star

North Star

I must speak with thee

North Star

I understand thy great loss

Wilt thou not try

To understand mine

I have lost a child

As dear to me

As though I had born him

And I have lost thy friendship

And the friendship of thy people

I know how the sight of me

Must anger thee and pain thee

And I am going to leave the mission

I will ask them to send thee someone wiser

Someone who will do better for thee

Under the circumstances

It's most difficult for me to say

What I must say

North Star, please

Please

Do not in thy great loss

Take vengeance on a child

Killing this boy will not bring

Evening Star back

It will only dishonor his name

If Evening Star was to die young

He should have died on battlefield

Evening Star

Robbed of this glory

I have son of Dark Eagle

Leader of all Comanche

I give son to him

Like he give son to me

Is this the noble Arapaho

Can thee find satisfaction

In the murder of a child

You ask Comanche

What satisfaction and murder

They kill first

You not know what is to suffer

At Comanche hand

Don't I

My husband was killed

By the Comanche

Sometimes I think men live

For war and death

My son not dead

Because of you

Because father wore you

And wore your open old wounds

Every spring

My heart break for Comanche mother

Who must feel as I feel now

Is there any way

We can save the boy

Come we think

Come

Call thy father

Tell him we have brought thee back

Ask him to come out

Alone

And talk to us

No tricks now

Katunanga

Katunanga

Ukdebenu

Ukdenanga

May be trick

My son would not

Betray his father

Go to thy father

Have I the honor of addressing

Mr. Dark Eagle

The wife of the mighty Comanches

I am Dark Eagle

I am pleased to make thy acquaintance

I am Mrs. Patience Miller

Of the Arapahos

I wonder if I might

Have a little talk

With thee

You bring back son

I think I never see again

Ask what you wish

I am Dark Eagle

Chief of the Comanches

We come unarmed

We bring tribute to North Star

Ask his forgiveness

For death of his son

Killed by my tribesmen

For death of his son

Killed by my tribesmen

Can North Star

Allow wounds to heal

And peace

Come between

My brother

And me

I don't want you to leave here Mrs. Miller

Why do you have to go

Because there is nothing more I can do here

But the Arapahos and Comanches

Are friends now

That doesn't change things for me Mr. Wise

Evening Star is gone

And I've lost the regard of North Star

Who tell you this

Have I not

Sometime

Life teach lesson

Fill with pain

Arapaho in pain

Very old acquaintance

We take for comfort

Word of friend

Walt Whitman

Evening Star

Now free

To sound his

Barbaric yaw

Over the roof of the world

Enter school

Oh dear

Please go enter first

Oh no

It is perfectly alright for thee

To enter first

At least today

What wrong what I say

I come here make peace with you

You have made peace

With me

Children outside

We start school now

Yes

Toto

This

Evening Star place

Evening Star

Think education

Important

Alright

I take Evening Star place

I do best

Make good student

Not dishonor son

I can't think of

Any good student

I can't think of anyone

Evening Star

Would rather see you

I went back to make sure

Mrs. Miller was alright

Before we pulled out of the Arapaho country

But I needn't have bothered

If I just remembered some old words

By Thomas Moore

Disguise our bondage as we will

It is women

Women rules us still

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