Original subtitles

MUSIC

Gisney there.

Looks like a big one.

I hope you see him before he sees you.

You sure you won't change your mind, Daniel?

About coming along?

Promises to be an interesting hunt.

Oh, no, man.

Go, it's been three days since I sat down with my family

at the dinner table.

If I don't get back pretty soon, they'll

be feeding me out the back door like I was a stranger.

Chief White Cloud, I presume, sent you

a chief of the Cherokee, you're going to get the first shot.

I want you to do me a favor.

Drop that bear before Mango does, because if you don't,

I'll never hear the last of it.

I intend to, Daniel.

Looks like he's big enough to feed your whole tribe

for the water.

Plenty meat.

Good luck.

I think from the way he's moving toward higher ground,

he's a crafty.

I believe he's laying a false trail of an intense

to double back.

Mango, I suggest we separate.

OK.

A little PARON.

Bryon...

ANYTHING.

marvelous

with

with

an

and

and

and

and

and

Who did this to you?

A white man.

One who looks fond of the red man with eyes of hate.

But, my friend, he is but one white man.

Do not let this death fall.

Cause one world to turn against a god.

Seek justice.

But vengeance.

You are now chief of Cherokee.

But your son...

My son is on a long journey.

You must be for my people.

Let go.

The treaty between the Cherokee and the Sutter.

It has been good.

You who have the blood of both worlds can best keep the peace.

It would be difficult when the Braves find out it was a white man.

We've been thanks to every hitter I've ever loved.

The

Blue

From the coonskin camped on the top of old Dan to the heel of his claw-head shoe

The red menace, Florida's spankness panned

The frontier ever knew

Oh, Angel Boom was a man, just a big man

With an eye like an eagle and as tall as a mountain was he

Oh, Angel Boom was a man, just a big man

And he fought for America to make all Americans free

Daniel Boom was a doer, what a dream come true

Where was he? Daniel Boom, Daniel Boom

No!

Have you ever seen a jiffy?

Stay for me, old, stay for it!

Pass, pass!

Pass, take it easy, friend, I'll be with you in a minute

Fire!

Fire!

Get your hands on it

You!

Easy, friend, easy!

You're it!

Much obliged, hawking, Sam hawking, Sam hawking

Daniel Boom, I'll tell you

Maybe I shouldn't ask how you got in there

Maybe it's best you shouldn't

Near dark

Hate to see a man journey in wet to the bone is belly empty

I'll make your proposition boom, I got a grizzly hair skin up there

You start a fire and I'll cook us up some meat

You got yourself a deal

It's good to see you

I am a fool

I am a fool

I am a fool

I am a fool

I am a fool

Aye-ah-oh, aye-ah-oh, aye-ah-oh, aye-ah-oh, aye-ah-oh, aye-ah-oh.

The white man has broken the treaty. Murdered our chief.

Aye-ah-oh, aye-ah-oh.

Spent in the face of the Cherokee.

There will be no war paint. The treaty will be honored.

It was the wish of white cloud.

Honor? Where is the white man's honor?

He who killed our chief must face Cherokee justice.

One man?

Yes, I agree. The murderer will be brought to Cherokee justice.

He will lose himself in the white man's world.

Hide behind the walls of Boomsborough.

But you, who walk among the whites is one of them.

Live and think as they do.

You are not true Cherokee.

I will find the murderer on our chief.

And I will kill him.

I will find him.

I will find him.

I will find him.

My cabin just threw the trees over there.

How about having supper with us?

My wife and son would want to meet the man who saved my life.

Well, thank you, Donald.

But I just ain't used to being around civilized folks.

Spent in the face of the white man.

I'm not a good man.

I'm not a good man.

I'm not a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I don't mind being used to being around civilized folks.

Especially women.

I've been out in the wilds too long,

I figure my man is still on.

Yeah, Donald.

It's yours.

I'm the one that I'll be giving you something.

Well, uh, Dad, I won't fight you if you stand me to a drink

and a tap, and...

Well, meet you there later.

Well, uh, why can't we, uh, no skins after a drink?

All right, sure.

Well, it'll be.

Friend, something with a kick of a mule, the balar of a volcano, and the smell of buffalo

hide.

I think I got just the thing for you.

Oh, well, set it down, set it down.

There you go.

There ain't many men can handle more than one of them at the time.

Oh, you're looking at one.

Name a Sam Harken.

Hey, Cincinnati's here.

Join me.

Much obliged.

Well, how's trappin' these days, you?

Don't get any on you.

Brother, how do you keep that potion?

Oh, man.

As long as these boys stayin' around here with their mouths wide open.

Might as well pour something down.

Come on.

Come on.

I'll have a sense of that.

That's you and me, have another.

You really want to know it.

Sure do.

I don't have a sense of that.

That doesn't look a sense of that.

That's you and me, have another.

You really want to know it.

Sure do.

Now, when some feathered vulture messes with my trappins, he's asking to get skinned.

Elk?

Rare in this part of the country?

You and me Elk, existing in this territory, are in Cherokee land.

Now, what makes you think so, agent?

Only a few migrated to the north of the Alastair, and you're sure that you're food.

White Hunter's killed most of them.

Those that survived the slaughter on sanctuary on Cherokee hunting grounds.

Indian kills only what he needs.

Well, now it's none of your nose, engine, but that's just where I come from.

North.

There's elk so thick up there, they warm themselves as you campfire.

I took this skin four days ago, north of here.

This skin was taken yesterday.

Now, you're trying my patience, engine.

Here's something I found on Cherokee hunting ground.

I found traps hanging on that mule outside.

I'll bear these marks.

Is this yours?

Well, is it?

I don't see it's any of your fault.

No, what of it?

Now, Mr. Hawken, Mingo, here's a friend in the tavern.

He didn't want to make no trouble.

He liked to prevent it, I'm certain.

I reckon that Mr. Hawken did know nothing about the treaty Mingo.

I don't imagine it would make a great deal of difference to him if he did.

Chief White Cloud is dead.

Murdered.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hawken.

I'm finding with his leg crushed in this.

Yes.

I set my traps.

What kind of vomit walks in them I got no say?

I don't take to drinking round with no liar.

So is one of us is going to have to say his goodbyes.

Since an otus, pour me a drink.

Never mind, since an otus.

You can have mine.

Riled.

Fire-eyed and touchy as a tea snake.

Look at that.

I can't wait to collect this up another white scalp.

What's the matter, engine?

Only scallops and you're a wickie up, women's and kids?

Now you're trying to get yourself a man's.

Ah, I'll go out the saucoon.

Okay.

Okay.

Hurry down, boys.

One, two.

KN Tong, youcontact yourselfTa h Darwin!

Ha ha ha ha!

Put that knife down.

Let him go.

Uh, now Daniel, this is a personal matter.

Robert.

Daniel, I figured you for my friend.

I am.

So is a man you're about to use that knife.

Like I said, he's a friend.

We're just going to down the wrong line of room.

I judge a man by his friends.

Well, that's as good away as any.

Just remember, I count you a mother.

Now I would appreciate some explaining.

Chief White Cloud has been murdered

by this friend of yours.

He's a liar.

I discovered it myself.

There's a leg caught in this.

Rifle ball in his chest.

Why would Sam want to kill White Cloud?

That's Kim.

But one thing I'm sure of, he knew he was on Cherokee land

illegally.

A trap, Sam?

Is that yours?

Well, that's one of them, Daniel.

I set plenty of traps.

I got no say about water who walks in them.

Being on Cherokee land will make Sam a killer.

You might think a little differently

if he had a knife at your throat.

First you call me a coward.

Then a liar, now a killer.

You sure lean real heavy on him being a friend

of Daniel Boone's unit.

Daniel, if I was to kill me an engine and be face to face,

I don't need no bad trap hanging from one of his legs.

Mango, let your enemy take a little walk.

Mango?

There's a mighty strong charges.

There's not enough to back him up.

And in the knowledge in here that he's the man,

White Cloud's hunting bow is broken deliberately.

Now you know what it means to an Indian

to enter the next world without his weapon.

An act of hatred so deep it goes even beyond the grave.

The in chief can bring enemies.

This is no personal enemy.

This is an enemy of all Indians.

Something to which I may be more sensitive than you

or any other white man.

I read that hatred in his eyes.

Perhaps one must have Indian blood in his veins

to recognize it.

It's hardly evidence that stand up in the core blow.

There's never enough evidence in a white man's court

to convict a white man of killing an Indian.

With the evidence we have, you'll get a fair trial

under Cherokee law based only on the evidence.

There's too much emotion here, Mango.

He could only get a fair trial someplace else.

Daniel is a part of me that's been too long neglected.

And that's the part that I must think with now.

Think or feel.

Hawken could never stand a chance under Cherokee law.

What chance did white clouds stand?

Daniel, this is a crime against the Cherokee.

You have no right to offer him your protection.

Maybe not.

But I won't refuse it.

He saved my life.

I just can't think a man like Hawken

could commit murder and cold blood.

Think or feel.

Explain to the new chief how I stand.

You already have.

While white cloud sun is the way I am the chief.

Taking quite a big load on your shoulders.

I don't know what I do if I were in your place.

I do.

I do.

And I grabbed me a handful of them flailing redskids

and I shook him while I saw them out

until I found me a chief.

LAUGHTER

I tell you, I tell you, I tell you, I was just a funny...

Well, Daniel, it's good to see you without your redskid brother.

Look, Daniel, you come over here

because I got a drink for you

and I got enough talk to stuff both of you.

Come on over here, Daniel, come on.

Sam.

I don't like asking questions twice, but...

my friend Mango, I'm going to.

Well, then, Daniel, you asked away and I'll answer straight.

Oh, Daniel.

Now, look, I admit I killed my shear redskids.

I admit it!

But I don't have to shoot a bird in a snare.

All right, Sam.

I believe you.

I wouldn't bet on those Cherokees.

And your best day off her land?

Her land.

There, land?

I'm pretty sure they're going to be doing their hunting right here.

They just might, for you.

And my advice would be for you to stay put here in Boomsburg for a while.

If you leave the stockade,

you just might end up facing Mango on his terms.

Now, look here, Daniel.

I ain't a man who lived in either roof or back of fences.

And I ain't never curled my tail under for no man,

and I ain't starting now.

He decided to let that old worry me, but they worry me.

Well, Daniel, for you, I dig a hole and I'd pull it in after me.

I would.

Now, come on.

Drink up.

Now, come on.

Drink up.

You're not.

You're not.

Now, you're going to put this right over here.

Oh.

Don't.

When you are going to get up them stairs,

right now.

And you're going to bed.

Now, go on.

Go on.

Oh, you know what?

What you're doing?

I'm good.

Well, then go on.

All right.

That's where that man's going to get the best of me yet.

Look at this.

Look at that time.

Well, he's all yours.

There's much obliged.

He's going to be expecting me.

Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll just walk you out to the gate.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

Sam.

MUSIC

MUSIC

Oh, Doc, come on.

I could attack him to the fence like a squirrel skin.

Why, Daniel?

Doc, come on.

Not an engine is going to hurt himself in the sunrise.

He's just going to wait for me to come along.

You know what?

That was trying to kill me.

They could have done that from the winter.

There's no question about it, Sam.

The chair key are bound and determined to have you stand trial.

I'm going to tell you again.

You stay put till I tell you different.

You try slipping off and you're going to find me harder than those chair key breaks.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

No.

Thanks, Daniel, for plucking that ritzkins out of him.

Let's return to favor, Sam.

Well, I...

I reckon that we will all bend to the sleep just in here.

That hawking feller.

The next drink he gets from here is going to be top and tight.

And that's what you always serve.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

I couldn't help it over here.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

DAN?

MUSIC

DAN?

MUSIC

What are you going to do?

DAN?

MUSIC

I don't have much choice, Becky.

MUSIC

With the chair key counsel, the man in the hawking stand trial.

MUSIC

But they're already sure he's guilty.

DAN?

MUSIC

That's right.

You can't let that happen?

MUSIC

No, Becky, I can't.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

I'll be back in a few days, be gone just long enough to take hawking to see him.

Put one thing on his brace, try to stop you.

MUSIC

You'll try, Becky.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

Sizzin' out of my tarnation!

It tastes like you're wrong out of some moccasins in it.

It's coffee with my own recipe for a whiskey aching head.

Nah.

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

It's not a dannin'. Some wrong.

Sam, I got no choice left.

I'm charicued, eh, Prudney?

Huh.

They paid me a visit.

That friend of yours, I bet he put him up to it.

Mingo's only abiding by the will of the council.

They insist that you be judged by Cherokee council, if not.

We're likely to have a war on our hands.

But, Danno, you...

You can't turn him over for Redskins.

Every time an Indian's killed, they'll be yelling for a white man.

It's why I'm taking you to Salem for trial, Sam.

Mingo can speak for his people there.

A court of law? Jill?

Baby?

Took your trial comes up.

Oh, Stanno, I...

I lived too long to be caged.

I like sleepin' under the sky.

Wakin' up with the sun in my face.

Only...

The thing in this life I'm a few of is four walls and a locked door.

This way is easy on you, Daniel.

I've taken the decision right out of your hands.

There's too much at stake for you just to walk away, sir.

I'm not a good man.

I'm not a good man.

I'm not a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

I'm a good man.

There's too much at stake for you just to walk away, sir.

Like I said,

I ain't no want to be caged.

Daniel...

I reckon I...

I won't be needing this until Salem.

Sorry, Dan.

You can tuck's getting too small for me.

Bye, friend.

I reckon you're gonna need to listen.

I reckon I will.

You know, as one day I can't do a boy with strong whiskey, it's a good fight.

And I guess I found you one.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

I wouldn't have missed it for all the hard whiskey and the soft women I know all the

hard whiskey.

Hold on a second.

You're gonna get your feet wet.

Well, you sure taking around about a way to lose that mingle.

It may not be the shortest, but it's the safest.

Daniel, look, I've been thinking.

This injured friend of yours, now he's got a real way with words.

Now, supposing that judge in Salem believes him instead of me, I can outfight any engine,

but he's handy with talking and most of the tomahawk.

Nobody gets judged just on talk, only on proof.

You got nothing to worry about.

The judge may seem to hear us a little bit for a trap in all Indian hunting grounds.

Well, that kind of eases my mind, Daniel.

Well, then, girl, go to the end of a row.

I'm in that rock.

Climb out on that log.

Talk on, Daniel, but we're going back to see where we're coming.

Like you said, Sam, we're gonna go the roundabout way.

Back into the water on that log.

Daniel, you keep running me like this.

Ain't gonna be enough left of me to hand over to that judge.

Thank you.

Are you sure I must hold that half-freeze heart?

I do.

Now, since that has told me the only world Marcus is on his mother's side.

But just being part of the engine sounds the whole barrel.

But the man that feels you do have to have a good reason.

I wasn't born hating.

One night I've seen this fire light in the sky.

Homestead.

Time I got there was near burned out.

Injans, tortured.

I drug out an old woman.

So small.

You could hold her in the cup of your hand.

Delicate like a hummingbird.

Not enough resin her to blow out of candle.

From the signs there was five of them.

If I put the old woman in the ground and set a few words over her.

And then I...

I tracked them engines to life.

Found them.

She was my mother, Dennell.

I'm sorry, son.

I've seen the other side too.

The only thing that makes engines different in wolves and snakes are two legs.

They ain't people, Dennell. Not like you and me.

Now stop hating.

The day I die.

Which way upstream or down?

You've bought yourself some time, Daniel, but...

it remains to be seen whether it's enough.

What's the matter?

Oh, let's see who I can find him.

He keeps going bad on me.

A couple of minutes would be fine.

Go down, Daniel.

An arrow could just as easily have gone into his heart.

He's going back for a Cherokee tribe.

Daniel, these heathens are going to roast me like a slab of meat on a spit.

It was the decision of the council, then.

There's nothing either of us can do about it now.

He was trying and found guilty by a Cherokee law.

There's another Cherokee law, Mango, that says the decision of the council can be taken.

I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

This says the decision of the council can be tested by a trial of combat.

If I'm as wounded, I'm not.

You can tell the council I'll meet any brave of their choice.

You're a fool to risk your life, Daniel, for a cold, blooded killer.

Neither of us knows that he's a killer, Mango.

What is being risk are the lives of many people.

Your people, as well as mine.

This could break the treaty.

I'll speak to the council.

The decision is theirs.

Now, I'm sure hate to agree with an engine, but he's right.

You're a fool.

The decision is yours.

We have chosen a warrior to defend Cherokee honor.

There's only one among the Cherokees who can defeat Daniel Boone.

We have chosen Chief Mingle.

The council honors me in its choice.

I will defend the right of the Cherokee with all the skill and strength at my command.

And with your life.

It will be a fight to the death.

You, or Boone, must die.

The land's hit's the ground we begin.

By the time it burns out, one of us must be dead.

Or we both die.

Would you ever want us to lift into all of this power to see that the white man of the Cherokee continue to live in peace?

You're right.

You're right.

You're right.

It's your play, Mingle.

You best make it.

The prisoners escape.

In Fuschaunee country.

And if you follow toward the river, I'll cut a little behind the hill and approach from the other side.

Just in case it's planned in ambush.

Okay.

Thanks, Fusch.

reversingark

refalling

Library

I'm turning around, dude.

No.

Easy, you're right, onto the ground.

I see you one, Dan.

But he's one yet, Sam.

You're fixing to take me back to them Cherokee?

Back to Salem for trial.

Sorry, Dan.

I was helping you kill that silk tongue half-breed.

It's warnings.

Shawnee.

That's clear out of here before they spawn us.

Why, too, General?

Shawnee up ahead and Cherokee's still

lagging the dance around my ashes.

I'll figure I'll take my chances with a Shawnee

with a rifle in my hands.

I'll be holding to you, Daniel, for saving my heart

from that Cherokee fire.

It ain't a man's way to die.

At least a half a dozen of them, Sam.

You're going to need help.

Yeah.

Yeah, Daniel, together we can make a turntail

around like squeal his course.

Fetch your effort, Daniel.

Hold it, engine.

He calls you a friend.

If you are, I get him out of here.

Yeah!

Come on, you rat-body, Sam, Daniel!

Come and get me!

Get me!

Get me!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Not, Daniel.

It's too late, anyway.

You saved my life, once mingle.

I saved it again.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Happy hunting.

You just couldn't stop hanging.

You just couldn't stop hanging.

Yeah!

Yeah!