All language subtitles for North And South S01E02 (1985) 1080p_English [English] (SUBRIP)

Shoulder arms! One! Two!

Ready! One! Two!

Three! Aim!

Fire!

Recover arms!

Shoulder arms! One! Two!

Order arms! One! Two!

Good!
Except for you, Mr. Main.

That was a very poor performance,
not your usual level at all.

Have to put you down for a
month's extra musket practice.

That is all, gentlemen.
Dismissed!

MAN:
I asked you a question, Mr. Main.

Why did Napoleon charge the center
of Wellington's line at Waterloo?

It's contrary to every rule of warfare,
and it lost him the battle.

Yet a great general like Napoleon
did that, Mr. Main. Why?

I-- I don't know, sir.

Because, sir, he had tried both flanks
and was repulsed.

Napoleon had no choice
but to charge the center.

Common sense, gentlemen.

A resource of all great commanders.
No, Mr. Main. I'm not finished with you.

You are now in Wellington's army...

...commanding a regiment of eight
companies in double rank...

...at that same center of the line.

You see 10,000 French cavalry massing
in front of you, ready for an attack.

What do you do?

-Form a square, sir.
-Issue the proper command!

Form square!

Double column, half distance!

Battalion inwards, face, march!

Good, Mr. Main. Now what?

Right wheel!

Congratulations, Mr. Main.

You have just changed history.

With that move, you opened Wellington's
flanks to Napoleon's cavalry...

...and lost the Battle of Waterloo.

[MEN CHUCKLING]

What is the correct command,
Mr. Hazard?

Right and left into line!
Wheel, march!

Fourth division, forward!
Forward guard, left!

Very good, Mr. Hazard.

You may sit down.

You've been sleepwalking ever since
you got back from Mont Royal.

I know who you're thinking about,
but it's impossible.

She's out of your reach now.

I can't forget about
Madeline just like that.

You don't have to forget her.

You just have to stop thinking about her
for a while.

How do you suggest I do that?

By a visit to a dear old friend of mine,
a lady by the name of Alice Peet.

George told me you do the laundry
for some of the officers and cadets.

I do a lot of things for a lot of the boys.
Come on in.

That sweet George Hazard
is a particular friend of mine.

On a strictly cash basis.

I do hope he told you.

He told me? Do you mean...?
You're a...?

That's right, darling. Don't you think we
should be getting down to business?

ORRY:
Uh....

Let's just take things
one step at a time.

[MEOWING]

SALLY: Why are you not eating,
Miss Madeline?

What good is it keeping that,
remembering?

I don't know. But I can't help it.

Sometimes...

...Orry's face is...

...so clear to me.

Yep.

Nathaniel!

Get your black carcass over here!

This horse is lame!

What kind of man is he, anyway?

Perhaps that's why
I remember Orry...

...to help me forget
my life here at Resolute.

Orry, I don't understand.
You didn't like Alice Peet?

Yes, I liked her very much...

-...but I want more than that.
-Oh, so do I...

...eventually.

But Alice can make a man's time
here very pleasant.

She's sweet.

Madeline is a hundred times
more desirable to me...

...because I love her, George.

Until you've been in love,
you don't know what it's like.

-Nothing else seems to matter.
-Then you, sir, are a romantic fool.

BENT:
Squad, dismiss!

No, not you, Mr. Fisk.

I've decided that you need a drill, sir.

A very special drill, sir.

Now you dismount.

Fisk again.

Ever since the upperclassmen
made him ease up on us...

-...Bent's been all over that boy.
-He's gotta take it out on somebody.

ORRY: So much the better
if he happens to be a friend of ours.

-What's he up to?
-I don't know.

We don't have time to find out.
If we're late, the demerits will finish us.

-Fisk is not a very good rider.
-I know. But he's on that gray.

She's the gentlest horse here.
Come on, we've got to go.

Follow me, sir.

You will stop, sir.

All right, Mr. Fisk. Mount up, sir.

No, Mr. Fisk.

You're gonna ride this course
on a real mount.

Satan.

Mount up, Fisk.

What's the matter, sir?

You have trouble following orders...

...like your friends
Mr. Main and Mr. Hazard?

I said, mount up, sir!

[NEIGHING]

Get up there, Fisk.

Faster! Satan, faster!

[FISK WHIMPERING]

Faster, Satan!

Ah. Ho! Ho! Ho!

[SCREAMING]

Hey! Go on! Go on!

Good boy, Satan. Good boy.

We know it was Bent. Why do you
keep saying it was an accident?

I was thrown. That's the truth.

Oh, for God's sake, Fisk! Why do
you keep covering up for him?

Fisk, I know this is hard
for you to hear...

...but a doctor told us that knee
may never be any good.

Bent may have kept
you out of the Army.

Hush, George.

He's scared enough.
That's it, isn't it?

You're afraid Bent may do something
even worse if you press charges.

That's a very real danger, gentlemen,
given Bent's mind.

I'm afraid it ties our hands, as well.

Well, what lit your fire, son?

Justice. One of the tactical officers
guessed what happened.

He's bringing Bent up in front of a general
court-martial for disciplinary excesses.

-Good for him.
-Who's the officer?

Dejong.
Lieutenant Casimir Dejong.

Corporal Bent,
I'll ask you again.

What do you know about
Cadet Fisk's injuries?

Lieutenant Dejong, sir, I heard
he was thrown from his horse.

-That's all I know.
DEJONG: Corporal Bent...

...you were seen leaving
the parade ground with Fisk.

You are bound by your honor as a cadet,
so think about your answer.

How did Cadet Fisk
sustain his injuries?

I do not know, sir.

They believed Bent?

I don't think Dejong did,
but a cadet's honor is above question.

All charges were dropped.

Blast the man!

And you know Bent.
The court-martial is a blot on his record.

He'll take it out on Fisk.

It's time we do something about
Bent before he kills somebody.

What can we do?

I just remembered something.

Lieutenant Dejong thinks Alice Peet does
laundry for him, and nobody else.

What if we were
to use that information...

...to give Bent a little taste
of his own medicine?

[ALICE GIGGLING]

Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Shh.

What if he leaves too soon?

-He won't.
-Alice will keep him in there.

With everyone contributing, we were able
to give her double what she usually gets.

This will be a day that
Corporal Bent will never forget.

ALICE:
You have a way with women.

[KNOCKING]

Oh, my Lord, I got so carried away,
I forgot.

An officer comes to pick up his laundry
every Thursday at this time.

In the name of decency, sir,
cover yourself.

Oh, sir, I'm so sorry.

-Shut your mouth, slut!
-That's enough, Bent.

Try and conduct yourself
as a gentleman while you still can.

-Still can? Sir!
-You are on report, sir...

...for more offenses
than I can enumerate.

But be sure,
I will enumerate them.

And they'll lead
to your dismissal.

Sir, if you would just let me explain--

The way you explained Fisk's
injuries, with lies?

You be in the commandant's office
in 10 minutes, or we'll hunt you down.

You whore.

You stupid whore!

Get out! You get out.

-George told me you were crazy. Get out!
-George.

George Hazard. He and Mr. Main
planned this, didn't they?

To get rid of me. Didn't they?

You just get out now
or I'll get rid of you myself.

I wanted to be the one to tell you.

Be here. See your faces when
you heard the good news.

I've been dismissed from this academy.

That's right, go ahead. You and your
friends can laugh about it later.

"No more Bent to give us trouble."

You two...

...have conspired to rob me
of a military career.

A career I think I'm suited for
better than any man on this post.

Let me tell you this:
I have friends in high places.

I, too, will one day be highly placed.

Very highly placed.

And you can count on that.

You be on your guard.
Because I won't forget you two.

I won't forget you two ever!

That man is crazy.

That's why we'd better believe him.

And be on our guard, but for how long?

The rest of our lives?

[CLAPPING]

Cadet Orry Main.

Cadet Orry Main, you are recommended
for the infantry.

[CHATTERING AND CHUCKLING]

I still can't believe I made it through.
I wouldn't have, if it wasn't for you.

-Oh, hogwash.
-I graduated second from the bottom.

You pulled me up there,
every inch of the way.

I sure didn't want to lose my bet.

Your bet--

I almost forgot.

[CHUCKLING]

I have never been so happy to lose a bet.

Thank you.

I want to thank you, George.

Don't mention it.
I mean that.

-George. Orry.
-Ben!

Fisk, congratulations.

PEARSON:
How does it feel, soldiers?

ORRY: Like someone took 50 pounds
of battle gear off my back.

You ranked near the top.
Congratulations.

-That means the Engineer Corps.
-No, I decided against the engineers.

Why didn't you tell me you
picked artillery? Good for you!

Not like us poor sloggers who had
no choice but the infantry.

-In fact, I chose the infantry myself.
-No.

You didn't think I'd let you go
to Mexico without me, did you?

[LAUGHING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERING]

All right, y'all! Come on!
Gather around!

Come on! Come on!

MAN:
Come on.

To our guests of honor:

Lieutenant George Hazard and our son
Lieutenant Orry Main.

We salute their graduation
from the military academy...

...and honor them as they go to fight for
their country in the war with Mexico!

CROWD:
Hooray!

We pray God keep both of them
safe in battle.

To George and Orry!

[CHEERING]

TILLET:
Hear, hear!

-George, say something.
-Yes, yes. Go on.

Um.... Thank you very much.
You have been so kind.

Um....

I guess the best thing
I ever did at West Point...

...was to make a good friend
from South Carolina!

CROWD:
Hear, hear!

Lieutenant Hazard, you handsome thing,
will you get me a plate of barbecue?

BRETT:
You've already had three, Ashton.

It's not my fault I forgot.

EMILY:
A lady never forgets.

What would you know about that,
Miss Emily Rose Smith?

GIRL: Mother says a real lady never
eats anything in public.

I declare, you just take my senses away
in that uniform. No wonder I forgot.

Ashton, you'd be mighty tempting
if you were about five years older.

Well, I will be, lieutenant,
in about two more years.

WOMAN: Ashton, Brett, come here
and take your nap!

ASHTON: Oh, fie!
-Come on, come on. Let's go.

My little sister.

That's Madeline, isn't it?

Come on, I want you to meet her.

Mr. and Mrs. LaMotte, I'd like you
to meet my friend George Hazard.

-It's a very great pleasure, ma'am.
-And for me, lieutenant.

I understand you're a Yankee.
From Pennsylvania.

Yes, I am. The "Keystone State"
and a lovely one at that.

Let me stand you to a cigar
and a mint julep and tell you about it.

-You'll excuse me, my dear. Main.
-Justin.

He's a very good friend, isn't he?

He's the best I'll ever have.

It's nearly killed me,
being away from you.

Please, we mustn't say
things like that to each other.

-Why not? We feel them.
-There's nothing we can do.

You don't love him.
You are not his.

I can never be yours.

I have to go now, Orry.

It is good to see you again.

Wilmot's from Pennsylvania.
You ought to be ashamed of him.

Because he favored
negotiating with Mexico?

That wasn't necessarily cowardice.

Congressman Wilmot
attached a proviso to a bill...

...outlawing slavery
in newly acquired territories.

Which got that bill defeated in the Senate
by your own John C. Calhoun.

Nevertheless, sir, it was an insult
to the entire South.

There's only one way
to redeem our honor.

Are you speaking of secession, Justin?

I am! And I think
we should get right on with it.

I think that's going too far.

We've struggled too hard to establish
this country. I'd hate to see it torn apart.

Tillet...

...you know very well the South would
be better off as a separate nation.

How can you say that, Justin?

I'm a Southerner, born and bred.
I've heard men speak of secession...

...since I was a child, and I think
it would be a tragic mistake.

Is that a fact, madam?

What if we were a separate nation...

...and the rice and cotton markets
went soft? It's happened before.

-That isn't the point.
-It's a matter of honor!

We need the North.
We have no factories...

...no resources of our own.

We can't survive on speeches.

My dear, you forget yourself.

Nobody here in this company
cares what you have to say.

They're married, Orry. He's an arrogant
ass, but there's nothing you can do.

-I'd like to horsewhip him.
-So would I.

And he deserves it.
But it's not the time or the place.

-Leaving now, sir?
JUSTIN: Get away from here, boy.

[MADELINE GASPS]

You had no right
to drag me out of there.

I had no right? You humiliated me
in front of my friends.

I expressed my own views.
They have nothing to do with you.

You aren't entitled to any views, except
those that are mine and mine alone.

Women with intellectual pretensions
are not tolerated here.

Your father should've taught you that.

-He taught me to think.
-That was his mistake.

Up North, women are preaching
for free niggers and free love.

We won't have that here! You will know
your place and you will stay in it...

...or you will suffer for it.

I already have.

You think so?

If you ever speak out and embarrass me
on any subject whatsoever ever again...

...you will suffer
as you have never suffered before.

If you're so intelligent,
you will remember that.

[CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

Are you all right?

Thank you. Yes.

Don't worry.
He won't see us.

I cannot stand to see him
treat you that way.

I'm fine, Orry. Fine.

I want you to meet me tomorrow.
Just to talk.

What can we talk about?

All the things that will never be?

Madeline, please.

There's an abandoned church
near the marsh.

-All Saints Chapel.
-Yes.

I'll be there at noon and I'll wait
for you, if you can get away.

-I don't know.
-Please, Madeline.

I'm leaving for Mexico.

This may be the last chance
we ever have.

Say yes.

I'll try.

Now let me go back...

...alone.

Semiramis, you stay away
from Salem Jones, now.

-Priam, I ain't got no choice.
-Stay away.

Neither do you.

[CHATTERING]

SALEM: Semiramis, come here, honey.
-Please, Salem....

Look at that dumb field hand.

I reckon I could have
some fun with him.

You look mighty thirsty, my friend.
Care for a sip of corn?

You ain't allowed to have that.

That's right, but all the white folks
looking the other way.

I'm Mr. LaMotte's driver.
If I say it's fine, it's fine.

Go on, have another one.

-Sure go down easy.
-You can have more, all you want...

...but we better step out
the back here.

[PRIAM LAUGHING]

PRIAM:
Another drink....

I want another drink.

MAN: Course you do. And I told you
how to get it. Go on, do just like I said.

WOMAN:
Oh....

MAN 1: Where you going, boy?
WOMAN: What's wrong with him?

Get out of my way.
Leave me alone.

MAN 2:
What's the matter with that boy?

I'm gonna get me some more, now.

I'm as good as any man here.
And I wants me another drink!

SEMIRAMIS: What happened?
-Get out of my way.

SEMIRAMIS: Please, please, get out.
PRIAM: No. Leave me alone.

Priam! Get to your cabin!
You'll regret this.

Sorry, sir! He got away from us!

"Get to your cabin"?
What kind of punishment is that?

I know what we'd do with him
at Resolute.

You're right, Justin.

He's dishonored this house,
insulted my guests. Mr. Jones!

-Yes, sir.
TILLET: Get him out of here.

Make sure he receives
proper punishment.

Yes, and just what would that be, sir?

I leave that to you.

Yes, sir!

Well, I guess I'll be leaving.

Justin, I'm terribly sorry about all this.

Orry...

...what are they going to do to him?

You heard my father.
He'll receive the proper punishment.

You saw the look
on that overseer's face.

You've gotta put a stop to this.

George, this is my father's house and
you are his guest. Don't forget that.

[WHIMPERING]

Please! Please, Salem.
Please!

I beg you! No!

I beg you, please!

No!

Salem, Salem, I'm begging you! No!
Please!

All right.
I'm ready now.

SEMIRAMIS:
Please! I'll do anything!

Please! Please!

[PRIAM SCREAMING]

Priam needed to be punished!

I would not punish an animal that way,
and neither would you!

Don't give me any more
Yankee sermons!

I am not preaching!
I am arguing against brutality.

It's not your place! Now be so good
as to leave me alone.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[HORSES SNORT]

-Hello.
-Hello.

Was it difficult for you?

No.

Justin went to Charleston on business.

I have thought so often
about being with you.

Don't.

Don't.

I love you.

I had to tell you just once.

You have to stop thinking that.

It's true. And you love me.

I....

I came here today to tell you
that we can never see each other again.

Why? Because of Justin?

You don't love him.

But I chose him.
He's my husband now.

If I leave him...

...I go against everything
I was raised to be.

So many people would be hurt.

And if you stay with him...

...you'll be the only one hurt.
Is that what you think?

Perhaps God will help him to change.

He doesn't want to change.

-Look at me.
-Orry....

Now tell me that you never
want to see me again.

Oh, I do love you.

I do.

I do. I do....

No. No, no!

I'm sorry. I am sorry.

-I shouldn't have.
-No.

No. Don't apologize.

You see...

...I want it as much as you do.

But if we were lovers,
you'd never be free.

-I don't care.
-Well, I do.

I won't let you give up the rest
of your life for me.

Your future...

...and your honor. That's what this
would be. I won't be responsible for it.

Madeline.

Forget me, Orry.
It's the only way.

Just thought
you might want to know...

...my mother's been to the sick house
twice today. Priam's face is healing.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Your mother's very conscientious
about caring for your slaves, isn't she?

Yes.

I'm not sure they could care for
themselves. They're like children.

They're not permitted
to be anything else.

You don't understand. Priam shamed
my father in front of his guests.

I don't understand how you
could stomach what they did to him!

That was wrong!

And I told my father so.

There is something wrong
with the whole system.

I'm beginning to see
what Virgilia's been talking about.

Well, it is not up to you to change it.

We're sick of Yankees coming down
here, telling us how to run our lives.

Why don't you go back to Hazard Iron
and help your own workers?

-That is not the point!
-That is the point!

This is our way of life!
It has been for over a hundred years.

How would you like me
coming up to Lehigh Station...

...and telling you how to run your life?

And change the way
you've always lived?

I mean this, George.

You and....

We're good friends...

...and if we want to keep that friendship,
there are certain things we can never say.

Certain things we can never talk about.

I guess you're right.

I don't want to be.

We're supposed to be fighting Mexicans.
Not each other.

[CHUCKLING]

No. Over there.

You assured me when I arranged for your
appointment at the military academy...

-...that you'd ask for nothing more.
-I told you, sir...

...that was before your favor was undone
by enemies wishing to destroy me.

Now, my country needs me in Mexico.

You could arrange a field commission.

A commission?

What reason could I give
after your dismissal?

And you're a Southern boy,
from Georgia.

I'm a senator from Ohio. I--

I'm not even supposed to know you.

But you do know me, sir.

Even if the world is not aware
that you're my father.

Is that why you came here,
to destroy me?

I could have done that when my dear
foster mother first told me the truth.

I never had any love from you.

I never even knew who my real mother
was, except she wasn't your wife.

Didn't I see to it that you were raised
and cared for?

Raised, yes.

The Bent family cared for nothing...

...but the money you gave them
to keep me out of your sight.

I'm a family man in public office.

I paid dearly for that one mistake.

Is, uh...

...that how you, uh...

...always think of me, sir?

As a mistake?

If....

If I did arrange a commission...

-...would you promise to--?
-Leave you alone?

Of course, Father, dear.

You needn't worry.

I wouldn't embarrass
the Honorable Senator Edwards.

I may be a bastard, but I'm not a fool.

I have great leadership abilities.

My instructors at West Point compared
my tactical maneuvers to Napoleon's!

Elkanah!

You should learn to curb
your enthusiasm for yourself.

I'll do that, sir.

And you take heart, senator.

I might get killed on the battlefield.

MAN:
Fire!

[SCREAMS]

MAN:
Fire!

ORRY:
Rally! Regroup!

Stand your ground!
Stand your ground!

Rally! Rally!

Fall into line!

ORRY:
George! George, over here!

GEORGE:
I can't find my men.

There's cover behind that wall.

Company D, fall into line behind the wall!

Fall into line, men.

-Fall into line! Behind the wall!
ORRY: Hurry up!

Behind the wall! Take cover!

Take your positions behind the wall.

Return the fire!

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMING]

I told you to stop, sergeant, stop!

SERGEANT:
We've been ordered to retreat.

[BUGLE PLAYS]

ORRY:
Company, on your feet!

Form a line now! On your feet!

[GUN CLICKS]

I heard the two of you were here.

This is the reunion I promised
you gentlemen at West Point.

Lieutenant Main,
you take these men and scout forward.

Bring me a report of enemy strength
at the bridge.

For God's sake, Bent,
you must be mad!

You send a squad down that road,
they'll be cut to bits!

That's right, pot-maker Hazard.
And you'll be right there with them.

Move, or I'll shoot you where you stand
for disobeying a direct order...

...from a superior officer!

Now!

Let's move it!

GEORGE: Go now, men.
Move quickly and stay down!

[SCREAMS]

GEORGE: We can't stay here,
and we can't go back.

Just what Bent had in mind.

Orry, no!

Orry, get back!

MAN: Counterattack! Counterattack!
Counterattack!

Orry!

Orry, they're firing on their own men!

Orry!

[MEN MOANING]

MAN:
Take it easy.

[GROANING]

MAN 1: Stuff more rags in that hole!
Stop the bleeding!

MAN 2: Right here.
MAN 3: Pull it, pull it!

All right, get him ready.

-What are you gonna do?
-Take his leg. Only way I can save him.

GEORGE: No!
-Lieutenant, you wanna handle this?

Sir, you take his leg, it'll kill him.

I do 50, 60 amputations every time
there's fighting. Nearly half survive.

FLYNN: Could I take a look?
-Certainly, sir.

Leg's no good. He'll never be able
to use it. If it becomes infected--

If it becomes infected,
we'll take it off.

MAN 4:
We got a bad one over here, sir.

[COUGHING]

Get that dressed.
And get him out of here.

[ORRY GASPING]

MAN:
Orderly, we need some help over here.

He's right here.

[ORRY GROANING]

MAN:
Sir.

-Lieutenant Hazard.
GEORGE: Pearson.

Haven't seen you since Churubusco.

-How are you?
-Fine.

But if you'll excuse me,
you don't look so good.

Just a little worried
about a friend of mine.

Well, this might cheer you up.

Major Waite's giving a gala tonight
to celebrate the armistice.

-I don't think so.
-Sorry, lieutenant...

...all junior officers
are under orders to attend.

Come on. Might cheer you up.

[BAND PLAYING WALTZ]

[PARTYGOERS CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Excuse me.

Excuse me, sir. I didn't get
a chance to thank you.

Back in the field hospital.

Ah, yes. An amputation, it was.

Well, it would've been, sir,
if it hadn't been for you.

As I remember,
you were very insistent.

I'm afraid you have the advantage
over me, lieutenant.

Oh, First Lieutenant George Hazard.
Eighth infantry, sir.

Pleased to meet you.
And how's your friend?

-They say he's getting better.
-Oh, he will, son.

It just takes a long time, you know,
a wound like that.

-You sound like you've seen a lot.
-Too many.

And too many dead.
That's why I'm leaving the Army.

I should be back in Ireland before
the year's out. I should never have left.

MAN:
Thank you, Miss Constance.

I see you've noticed my Constance.

-Yours, sir?
-My daughter. Or couldn't you tell?

I hadn't realized, sir.

But it could be the best piece of luck
I've had in a long time.

Well, you could wait a while,
until she gets a chance to break free.

Or you could give us an introduction.

I think I could arrange something.

Why don't you follow me, lieutenant.
And be prepared to move fast.

Oops! Sorry about that. Didn't see you.

It's a terrible waste
of whiskey, isn't it?

Here, come let me get something
for the inside of you.

Excuse me, but I thought
I was dancing with Major Lafferty.

I'm afraid your father and I
changed his plans.

Oh, did you, now? Well, I happen
to be the one being danced with.

GEORGE:
Are you sorry I cut in?

Now, I didn't say that.

Miss Flynn, I think you're
the loveliest girl I've ever seen.

-Oh, do you, now?
-I could dance with you forever.

Excuse me, lieutenant,
but this is my dance, I believe.

Yes, sir.

Don't lose heart, lad.

Why don't you finish
your talk with Constance...

...over dinner tomorrow at my quarters.

-Welcome, lieutenant, come right in.
-Good evening, sir.

Constance. Would you look
who we've got here now!

Lieutenant Hazard.

I'm sorry, sir.

I could've sworn
you invited me for dinner.

Now why didn't you tell me
he was coming, Pa?

Because I know how you love
surprises. And I didn't want you...

-...telling me not to.
-If this is inconvenient, I'll come back.

Nonsense, my boy! We've got
more boiled beef than we can eat.

Isn't that so, Constance?
She's a lovely cook.

My father thinks he's very clever.
He doesn't want me feeling obligated...

...to go to Ireland with him,
so he's trying to find me a husband.

Speaking of going back, I've got to go to
the consulate to see about my passport.

Well, now, I thought
you went there yesterday.

Don't wait up for me.

I may stop at the cantina for a wee dram
before I come back. Enjoy supper.

Thank you, sir.

Are you really angry with him?

No.

I just feel overrun sometimes.

But then I always laugh.

Your laugh's one of the beautiful things
about you.

Well, I hardly think I know you well
enough for that kind of a compliment.

Could we remedy that, then?

Over dinner?

All right.

And I wrote your parents,
told them you're gonna be fine.

Thank you, George.

I've got something else to tell you.

I'm in love, Orry.

Her name is Constance Flynn,
and she's wonderful.

Now I know what you meant
about Madeline and you.

She's warm, she's funny....

She's beautiful.

She's a first-class cook too.

I think I've been looking
for her all my life.

And when I get up the courage,
I'm gonna ask her to marry me.

That's wonderful, George.
I'm very happy for you.

You know, at first I thought Pa
was crazy to go back to Ireland.

What with the famine and all.

But then, you know, George, I realized
he was actually right about a few things.

What things?

Well, the killing here is man-made.
They could stop it if they wanted to.

But in Ireland,
the people have no choice about dying.

Father thinks
they need his help more.

Your father's a fine man. I'm glad
I've had the chance to know him.

Constance...

...speaking of Ireland...

...there's something I want to ask you.

Yes, George?

Constance, I admire you more
than any woman I've ever met.

And I've grown to care for you deeply
in the short time since we've met.

I think we've got a lot in common,
and I could provide for you and a family.

Why, George Hazard,
is this a proposal of marriage?

You know it is.

Constance Flynn, I love you.

Will you marry me?

Oh, George, we both know
it isn't as simple as that.

-You mean because you're a Catholic?
-An Irish Catholic.

And my father is an abolitionist.

Well, so is my sister.
Even if my family refuses to admit it.

They may refuse to admit
they have a daughter-in-law...

...especially if she goes to Mass
and speaks like the maids.

Whatever my family thinks, it doesn't
make any difference. I love you.

And I wanna marry you,
if you wanna marry me.

Of course I do.

You know I fell in love with you
during our very first dance.

Was it my face or the uniform?

It was the way you looked
when Major Lafferty cut in on us.

Like a little lost puppy dog.

[CHATTERING]

ALL:
Oh!

You think this game Doubleday's
so taken with will catch on?

I don't know, but at least it
keeps Abner from talking politics.

Thank God.

Sometimes it's like
listening to my sister Virgilia.

MAN 1: Get up there!
MAN 2: Run! Run!

Out! He's out.

MAN 3: Did that count?
MAN 4: He doesn't have to....

MAN 5:
He didn't see it coming.

MAN 4:
Swing again.

I got a letter from home today.

How's your mother?

Better, but I don't think she'll ever
really get over my father's death.

George, there's some things
people never recover from.

Anyway...

...the letter helped me
to decide something, Orry.

I'm resigning my commission.

Leave the Army?

-Yes.
-But you always wanted to be a soldier.

I did, and I thought it was
all brass bands and glory.

But Churubusco opened my eyes, Orry.

Nothing like a trip to hell
to show you what it's really like.

A good soldier should see war as a
profession. All I see is a terrible waste.

So, what are you going to do?

My mother didn't say it
in so many words...

...but I think Stanley could use
some help running the foundry.

He's still the head of Hazard Iron, though,
so I'll have to fit in wherever I can.

We'll be heroes
to the folks back home.

I hear we're being decorated
for conspicuous valor at Churubusco.

I'd take those medals and force
every one of them down Bent's throat.

-Amen to that.
-You know, they tell stories about him.

In Monterey,
they call him "Bent the butcher."

They say he shot some
of his own men in the back.

He would've done it to us
if he thought he'd get away with it.

Somehow, Bent always
comes out on top, like scum.

Well, he left me a souvenir this time.

Good as a wooden leg,
but it'll never get any better.

It won't get any worse, either.

Oh, thank you for those kind words
of comfort, George.

I'm sorry, Orry, but sometimes
I just don't know what to say to you.

Then don't say anything.

I gotta go, Orry. I want to tell
Constance about my decision.

I wish you'd think about the good things.
Think about going home.

To what, George?

The woman I love
is married to somebody else.

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

The fruits of victory, major?

What do you want, Hazard?

Your manner is offensive.

And what's more,
you're out of uniform.

I'm glad you noticed.

Or else I couldn't give you this.

[CROWD GASPING AND SCREAMING]

Get up, Bent!

I always knew you were a coward!

If you ever cross me or my friend
Orry Main again...

...I'll find you and I'll kill you...

...just as sure as you crippled him.

It was nice of Pa to leave us alone.

He really is a sweet old dear sometimes.

You know, he said he'd help us celebrate
later with some real Irish whiskey.

What's the matter, George?

Can't you tell me?

I was thinking about Orry.

I want him to be the best man
at our wedding.

Well, of course you do.

He's your dearest friend.

He's changed, though.

Since he was wounded.

I didn't get a chance to talk to him
before they shipped him home.

You mean, you didn't ask him
to stand up with you.

No.

Somehow, it didn't seem
like the right time.

Well, then, I think you should stop
at Mont Royal on your way home.

You see things very clearly.

I'm glad I fell in love with you.

So am I.

You know,
Pa won't be home for hours.

We really shouldn't.

And why not?

Aren't we almost married?

BRETT:
Orry! It's Orry!

Son, why didn't you
let us meet you at the station?

-Let me help you, son.
-Thank you, sir, I can do it.

Orry, you've just got to see my new
afternoon dress, it's got real lace.

Your favorite mare foaled.
The filly's the prettiest thing.

How are you, son?

I'd like your advice about
a baling machine I bought.

I'm pretty tired right now.

And hungry too,
after your long journey.

Well, actually, I think I'd like
to be alone for a while, if I could.

[DOOR OPENS]

They are saying
that Mr. Orry is not himself.

Semiramis told me he just stay
in his room, don't talk to nobody.

I heard he was badly wounded.

Wounds heal.
But he doesn't, child.

Maum Sally, I have to go to him.
I have to, he needs me.

That is the one thing
that you can never do.

GEORGE: Sorry I didn't give you
more warning about my visit.

I hope it's not inconvenient.

My company manners
are a little rusty, George.

I haven't been getting out much lately.

You never used to drink
straight whiskey before.

People change.

It's not going to help
you feel any better.

-I think I'm the judge of that.
-Do you?

I don't think you've
got the judgment of a mule.

You sit there
and feel sorry for yourself.

If you came here to lecture me,
you can leave now.

Damn it, Orry!

The world has not come to an end.
You got your whole life ahead of you.

-You don't understand.
-Yes, I do.

You think your life is over.

Because you've been hurt
and lost the woman you love.

But you got a lot left too.
Like a family.

And friends who care about you.

But if you sit there,
and keep to yourself...

...and keep pouring whiskey
on the hurt...

...there's nobody's gonna help you.

I know you're right.

I just don't know where to start.

You're gonna start at Lehigh Station.

Being the best man
at my wedding to Constance.

I would be very proud
to stand up with you, George.

[HORSES GALLOPING]

TILLET: Keep looking, Mr. Jones.
See me after supper.

SALEM:
Yes, sir, Mr. Main.

-Evening, George, Orry.
-Looking for what?

One of our people seems
to have misplaced himself.

He'll likely be home before dark.

Seems you have a bad
effect on him, George.

Starts acting up whenever you're here.

Priam.

Priam.

MAN: Come on.
WOMAN: Go to bed.

MAN:
Come inside, dog.

Take this inside.

Clyta tells me you've run away
from Mont Royal.

I'm telling you to go back.

Yes, ma'am.

You don't mean to do that, do you?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I just can't.

But the Main family is good to you.

Ain't the family.

Salem Jones.

Yes, I've heard of him.

He's gonna kill me.

I'd rather die running.

Why did you come to me?

Oh.... Ma'am....

Folks have said you got about
the kindest heart around here.

And...

...I just didn't know
nowhere else to go.

I told Priam maybe you could help him,
if anybody can.

This is all I can give you, Priam.
I wish it were more.

Thank you, ma'am.

-Thank you.
-No, don't thank me. Don't.

Day after tomorrow at 9:00,
a train will pass the flag stop.

Do you know where that is?

Yes, ma'am.

You stay out of sight till then.
Not here, somewhere near the flag stop.

The train will slow down.

You be on it
when it speeds up, you hear?

Yes, ma'am.

It'll take you to Charleston.
From there, you make your way north.

God bless you, ma'am.

God bless you.

Good luck, Priam.

And God bless you too.

What is it, they found Priam?

TILLET:
Not yet...

...but last night
he was seen over at Resolute.

We could use your help.

-Cuffey, saddle my horse for me.
CUFFEY: Yes, sir.

[WHIP HITTING]

[MAN GROANING AND SCREAMING]

Once more, Ezekiel.

My nephew Forbes saw Priam
out his window last night.

Now, who on this plantation
was helping him?

Don't know, Mr. Justin.
I swear to God.

JUSTIN:
Zeke....

If I find out you're lying to me...

...God himself
won't be able to help you.

[SCREAMING]

It's my fault.

Ain't nobody's fault.

It's just the way things are.

Whichever one of you knows
and isn't telling...

...is whipping the rest of you.

Remember that.

You. Clyta. You're next.

No, Mr. Justin, no!

No.

MADELINE:
Clyta, my God!

-I have to tell him.
-Won't help Clyta none...

...and things just be worse for you.

[CLYTA SCREAMS]

[MEN SHOUTING]

MAN:
Come on, get!

Put these niggers back to work.

You heard Mr. LaMotte.

SALEM:
Whoa!

JUSTIN:
Tillet. Orry.

TILLET:
Justin. Forbes.

I think your slave's gone.

Why don't you come up to the house
and have a drink?

We'll get our shotguns
and help you chase him down.

[JUSTIN CHUCKLES]

It's Orry!

Maum Sally.

You'll have to find the right time,
but please...

...give this to Orry before he goes.

Please.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

[GRUNTS]

Oh, I had to see you.
I thought I'd die if I didn't.

I don't want you to feel sorry for me.

I don't feel sorry for you.

I still love you.
I just wanted you to know that.

When I heard
you'd been wounded...

...I nearly went out of my mind
wondering if you were alive or...

...dead.

I wasn't sure for a while.

But I know now.

I'm very much alive.

[HORSES GALLOPING AND NEIGHING]

You took a terrible chance
coming here, didn't you?

It isn't important.

You remember...

...a year ago...

...you said there were things
you'd never let me give up.

Yes.

Well, I can never...

...never let you risk yourself for me.

But I'm not afraid.

I'm afraid for you.

Well, then, this is all we have.