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OH Bowboy

Reckonest as what we've been waiting for.

And right on schedule...

It's almost too easy.

There's even no British troops have scored.

Since a British control error.

I'm not a foot of this territory around here, I reckon.

Show me.

Yeah.

That's something we didn't count on.

We are the British.

I'm not a foot of this.

Sure, a whole lot of fat.

That new final rifle, he's got three times faster than a musket.

There are 200 more of them in that wagon.

Shawnee's was thinking tangled with a magician.

Don't move, Major.

I wouldn't do that, Major.

I don't want to have to shoot you.

I'm not a shot.

You know my name?

Major John Richardson, soldier and veteran.

Just arrived from London.

With this extraordinary weapon, you can very possibly turn the tide of the revolution in favor of the British.

It will, I assure you.

Not as long as we have you, Major, in that rifle.

And as for your generals, Major, you can't do that.

And as for your generals, well, that's just an experiment.

No more of them can be made without you.

Oh, we have excellent sources of information.

Yes.

Spies.

Patriots, Major.

The revolution has friends everywhere, even some in high places in England.

Thanks to them, we know that you've only manufactured 200 of these.

We know when they were shipped from England.

We know that they're all in this wagon.

Ain't that neat? We got the Major and the wagon.

Except for just one thing.

There's not a single rifle in that wagon.

You are saying?

What else do you know?

You said it seemed too easy, Daniel.

Those rifles are where they'll do what they were designed to do.

To kill so many of you rebels that you'll be forced to abandon this foolish insurrection.

My rifles, gentlemen, are in British hands.

Your little adventure has failed.

Damn you, boo.

Damn you, boo.

What a dream come true or was he?

From the beginning of the day,

the war was not a war.

The war was not a war.

The war was not a war.

The war was not a war.

The war was not a war.

The dream come true or was he?

From the coonskin camp on the top of old van to the hill in his claw-high chew.

The red-beddest roar in his likeness, man.

The frontier ever knew.

Oh, Daniel's boo was a man.

Just a big man.

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

Oh, Daniel's boo was a man.

Just a big man.

And he fought for America to make all Americans free.

Daniel's boo was a doer.

What a dream come true or was he?

Daniel's boo.

Daniel's boo.

I never saw so much foolie stuff for a soldier to be carried.

He must have ten uniforms, boots, all kinds of reading books, silver, eating tools, white tableclaws.

Major Richardson.

He's a pretty gentleman first, Jeremiah.

In the soldier's second.

His inventions have made him a rich man.

And he's not to live like one.

He's got some kind of a machine in there.

It looks like it for fixing guns.

You know, the fact that he's heading for those rifles must mean our information

about data of arrival and port of delivery is wrong.

We British are not bested so easily by your friends in high office.

You see, we arranged for false information to be circulated,

anticipating just such a contingency as of this.

Where are the rifles, Daniel?

According to this, there are due to be delivered in Salem and then on to Fort Stiles.

Fort Stiles has only a small garrison if you doesn't man.

According to this, two hundred hand-picked riflemen are en route there

to train and serve under Major Richardson.

To prove the rifles under battle conditions.

I think that's the idea.

Rather frustrating, isn't it, Mr. Boon?

Those rifles won't do them much good without you, Major.

I dare man, the whole British Army doesn't cease to function if one officer disappears.

Anyway, anyone can learn to fire a breach loader, even mine.

In any case, I'm of no value to you without my rifles.

I think he's got a point, Mango.

You ain't gonna let him go, Dan.

Not exactly.

The Major arrived at the port of Boston less than a week ago and he's never been here before.

That's correct. What about it?

He's due to report to Fort Stiles.

Our chances are no one there knows what he looks like.

Mr. Boon, surely you're not thinking of trying to pass someone else off as me.

I am thinking about it, considering the stakes.

Well, they may not know my face, but my reputation is well established.

Anyway, where could you possibly find anyone in this wilderness to impersonate?

An educated British officer and gentleman of breeding and culture.

Right here.

This savage?

Well, this savage Major is a graduate of Oxford.

And as for your reputation, you may have difficulty living up to it.

Once Mango is impersonated, you know, let's get out of this open.

You've got some work for it.

All right, Mango, go!

You don't actually believe he can learn in a matter of hours.

The skills are a lifetime, do you?

I think you can learn well enough Major to fool anybody but you,

and since you won't be there to call him.

Done!

First straight, Mango. Now let's work on fire.

Anytime you're ready, Daniel. Fire.

I never expected to see the day when I could fire more rapidly than you, Daniel.

The speed's important, Mango. It's not worth the hoot without accuracy.

All right, fire at the same speed.

I'm going to congratulate you.

Truly magnificent weapon.

Yes, sir, Major. You're ruffling the hands of 200 Kentucky's.

Well, they'd be the only one.

I'm going to congratulate you.

I'm going to congratulate you.

Truly magnificent weapon.

Yes, sir, Major. You're ruffling the hands of 200 Kentucky's.

Well, they'd be the only one.

Yes, sir, Major. You're ruffling the hands of 200 Kentucky's.

Well, they'd be the equal of a thousand of the crown's finest.

Well, you're getting a little ahead of yourself, Mr. Boone.

Even if he is accepted as me.

How do you plan to get those rifles out of Fort Styles?

Well, that's a good question. I wish I had the answer.

I can call him Mango at Sutra.

That's why it suits my father's English blood, but my mother's charity blood is on the wall.

I thought that a scalpinger gave me.

Well, the Herald will back.

Yes, it's my head. It's still connected to my neck when this is over.

Well, there's no call to fret about that. I understand spiders shot and not beheaded.

I can't tell you how that really assures me, Daniel.

The way home I'd contact you when I've arranged everything.

You're orderly.

All to be.

Jeremiah!

Well, you reckon I'll pass for an Englishman?

You will if there's a place in England called Kintuk.

Huh?

From now on, you're going to develop a sudden case of sore throat.

So are throat.

The minute he enters that fort, he's going to go mute.

See, try and tell me I talk, Bunny.

Oh, he meant no offense, Jeremiah.

It's just that you speak a little peculiarly for a British red coat.

I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.

You're a British red coat.

Daniel, do you intend to remain camped here?

Aren't we a bit close to Fort Stiles?

I know that, but it shouldn't take you too long to figure out where to get those rifles out.

The Major's wagon should come in handy.

You can get word to me by Jeremiah, hopefully by morning.

If I were to be Redcoat's swarming all over this place come daylight,

then they even be patrolled through the night.

Major!

I'm going to have to ask you to change your uniform.

I will not say.

Well, either you take those clothes off or men go and I'm going to help you.

Jeremiah's clothes should fit you just fine.

Those filthy buckskins?

Impossible.

Well, now Major, a bomb and gag prisoner in buckskin

will look a lot more natural to a British patrol than a truss tough gentleman shivering in his drawers.

Pretty sure this would wag to approach you to gays.

You must be Major Richardson.

Don't know.

I insist that you inspect my papers, go to the

store and get a drink.

I'm going to have to get a drink.

I'm going to have to get a drink.

I'm going to have to get a drink.

I'm going to have to get a drink.

You must be Major Richardson.

Don't know.

I insist that you inspect my papers, Gunnar.

Yes, of course. I have been expecting you.

And they're simply...

Then I presume that my quarters are ready.

Yes, but I thought we'd have a little talk first.

Oh, well, are they?

You're in the same building with me.

Our offices, dining room and so on, are in headquarters building.

Yes. Well, that should be satisfactory.

Quarter my horse, would you please.

Take my personal effects to my quarters.

Now, please, Gunnar, I should like to inspect my shipment of rifles.

Where are you giving them?

Well, that's what I've been trying to tell you.

I received notification early this morning that there was a storm at sea.

The ship has been delayed.

It's not expected to dock in Salem until late tomorrow.

Yes, well, that is a disappointment, isn't it?

Then I assume that you'll have provided a suitable place to store the rifles when they do arrive.

Oh, yes, I've made room in the arsenal.

They'll be quite safe. They're locked up tight.

But I do have a pleasant surprise for you, Major.

To offset your disappointment.

Oh.

Yes, your 200 riflemen on their way here will arrive under the command of Captain Holsteve.

Captain Holsteve.

Barnaby Holsteve. I understand your old school terms.

Oh, you mean that?

Captain, of course, Captain Holsteve.

Yes, well, delightful.

Come on.

I reckon you're used to something fancier, but...

Your app, Hal, will make this taste pretty good.

I shall take extreme personal pleasure in attending your execution, Mr. Boone.

You'd like to count to chickens, don't you, Major?

You'll never get those rifles out of British health territory.

Even if your Indian friend does succeed in fooling the commandant at Fort Stiles.

Why don't you kill me, Mr. Boone?

If you're entertaining an idea of somehow using me to aid you with your flight.

Either. It takes better while it's hot.

I never claimed to be much of a cud, but it is nourishment.

What is it?

Quiet.

Quiet.

Shut up.

You hear something?

That I did.

Like someone's shouting for help.

Seen a compliment direction.

It's right.

Orange!

Oh, yeah, British officer!

This way.

Over there.

Stand out.

I'll be back.

Corporal, I was never so glad to see a British uniform in all my life.

I thought so.

See some rebels.

They may be prisoner.

I know, Mike, you be.

Well, clothes.

I made your Richardson, Corporal.

Major John Richardson.

Some, some rebels captured me.

But if you'll be good enough to untie me.

Yeah, I'll untie your legs, all right.

So you can march at the point of my musket.

You're making that terrible mistake, Corporal.

Well, one of us surely is, Mr.

Major John Richardson arrived at Fort Stiles an hour ago.

Fool, that man is an imposter.

Oh, that's for the colonel.

This side, not me, now march, Mr.

All this finer image up is bad for Barbara Rall.

Makes me feel a bit homesick.

Truly civilized, man.

And carries a civilization with him, Colonel.

I, for one, should find it unbearable to have to live for very long as the primitives in this country do.

Well, then I must apologize for the plain fare my order layer prepared for your pallet.

No, no, no, I'm quite well aware of the difficulties in finding a proper cook once one leaves England.

Which is precisely why I found it necessary to bring Chester here as my order layer.

Not only is he an excellent soldier, but an accomplished chef as well, isn't that so, Chester?

Perhaps you'd better not try to speak.

Your vocal cords will never heal.

As soon as we settle in, I'm sure the Chester will take great pleasure in delighting you with this story.

What exactly happened to his voice?

Dust along the trail, I expect.

Inflammation of the throat.

Chester, you see, is accustomed to the more salubrious climate of our homeland.

And his health, I fear, is rather delicate.

Corporal Watkins and patrol. Outro.

Come in.

Oh, sir.

There's something that requires your attention.

Yes, what is it, Corporal?

We're detergents, sir.

Let's speak up, then.

Oh.

Well, I don't think you'd want to bother Major Richardson, sir.

I'm sure it can wait till I finish my coffee.

I suppose it can, sir, but I thought you might like to attend to it now.

I mean, just in case there's something to it, not that I think there is.

My corporal, all right. Anything to stop your babbling.

Excuse me, Major. This will only take a moment, I'm sure.

Nobody's supposed to know what that was all about.

I don't know, but why do you keep telling me I'm such a good cook?

I was playing a path, sir, am I?

Overplaying your hand is more like it.

The way you talk to him, he's a colonel, you're a major.

You've seen the major. You know his reputation. He'd be arrogant before the king.

Maybe, but if I do any cooking for him, you're going to have a sick colonel on your hands.

That might not be such a bad idea. Look, we've got to get where to Daniel.

Tell him that the rifles won't be arriving.

I mean, look, we've got to get where to Daniel. Tell him that the rifles won't be arriving until late tomorrow.

And that a friend of the majors is due here.

I can't just walk out of this fort.

No, I guess you can't.

But you are supposed to be a master chef, and a master chef uses rare herbs and spices that grow in the woods.

I wouldn't know an herb if I fell on one.

Well, most people wouldn't.

Well, you can't speak, so I'll give you a note to show the guard at the gate.

After you've talked to Daniel, pick some weeds to take back with you.

You people are ingenious.

Your story is so ridiculous. I'm always inclined to give it some credence.

Well, why do you suppose I was tied up? And why did I shout for help?

I said that the corporal told you that I have to do better than that.

Anyone can tie a rope around his legs and shout for help.

The corporal told you there was another man there. The one they followed.

Yes, I lost.

You're accomplishing trying to convince us of this nonsensical story.

For what reason?

But probably to get your hands on those rifles I expect.

The rifles?

Yes, the rifles. That imposter brought one with him, didn't it?

Well, look, I can describe it to you. Yes, prove to you that I know it is only the inventor code.

A major Richardson has already done that.

Major Richardson?

I know you people have friends in London.

And I'm sure they've given you all sorts of information about Major Richardson and his rifle.

There's one thing they can't help you with.

Major Richardson is a born and bred Englishman. There's no doubt about that.

You fool it. He's an Indian.

Oh, you are a music.

You mean he's one of those savages?

Yes, yes. He's an Indian.

He just happens to have graduated from Oxford.

He gets better and better.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. He's orderly.

He told you the man had a sore throat, didn't he?

Well, that's because he's a cotakian.

Yes, one word out of his mouth and you'd know something was wrong.

Well, you'll have a chance to prove who you are for art.

What's wrong?

How?

In the next day or so an officer will be arriving here, a man who's known John Richardson all his life.

What officer?

A Captain Holstead.

Barnaby Holstead?

Perfect.

Well, your friends have done a complete job, haven't they?

That will settle this, won't it?

Well, I'm afraid, Colonel, that when it does, I should be forced to send a report on this entire matter to London.

It's something to be cautious, but it's something else altogether to be an out-and-out shilper.

Take this man to the detention cell, keep it closer, Aronim.

Corporal...

Sir?

He's either the most arrogant spy who ever lived, or the most obnoxious British officer I've ever met.

Corporal, I want a constant and close watch kept on Major Richardson like a disorder lay.

And I don't want them to know they're being watched.

Is that understood?

Yes, sir.

Well, it appears to me that the longer we keep up this play act and the more apt we are to stick our foot in our mouth.

Now, them rifles don't get here pretty soon.

Don't forgive me, Major.

Now, some minor administrative detail.

Being your forts, common doubts can be a bore at times.

I dare say.

Well, dear, your coffee must be frigid.

The Chester, if you have more hot coffee for the muckers.

No, no, thank you. I've had quite sufficient.

Chester, how long have you been with Major?

Oh, poor chap.

That thrill of the day.

Oh, poor chap. That thrill must be as raw as fresh cut beef.

Two years, Colonel. He was assigned to me directly after I received my commission.

And now if you'll forgive me, Colonel, I am a bit tired after a long ride.

And I do want to be fresh in the morning. There's much work to be done.

Excuse me.

You can tempt the table later, Chester.

I'll need you to help me in unpacking. Good night, Colonel.

Good night.

You did it. You stepped right on my...

You know you put now broke my toe.

You're going to answer the Colonel, weren't you?

Why, he's sneaky.

That's because he's beginning to suspect we're not all we're pretending to be.

I don't know why, but we're going to have to be doubly careful from now on.

Yeah, she passed her through the gate.

I'll tell Daniel about the delay in the rifles and so forth.

You're sure you can find him?

Look, I may not be much of an orderly, but I ain't no oath.

I'm not sure.

I'll act my eye on the wall if we lose him.

I'm going to be a moonlight, well now impossible without cats eyes.

This way.

I think the Colonel didn't say anything to Mingle about Richardson.

And the fact that he's got them red coats on me, well we've got his wind up all right.

Are you sure you've got them off my trail?

Those rifles weren't so hard.

I'm sure you've got them off my trail.

I'm sure you've got them off my trail.

Those rifles weren't so hard.

I'm sure you've got them off my trail.

Those rifles weren't so hard important.

I'd say you and Mingle ought to get out of there right away any way you can.

No something.

I think Mingle's enjoying that play act and so much.

He wouldn't leave unless you'd drug him out of there.

Dan, have you got a way figure to get them rifles out of there once they get them in there?

No.

You say those rifles are due to arrive tomorrow afternoon?

But that's what the Colonel said.

And the major's friend, Captain Halstead.

That's tomorrow night or the next day.

We still have some time left.

If. If everything goes according to schedule. And so far it ain't.

We've got to prove to the Colonel that Mingle is Richardson beyond a doubt.

That's impossible, ain't it?

I'm beginning to think so.

Look, you better get on back and don't come out again.

We can't afford to make them count anymore suspicious than he is.

I almost forgot.

What's that?

Herbs.

What? Herbs and spices.

That's what I'm out here for us.

We'll have to bring some back.

Weeds will do just fine.

Get my diff here through.

Them herbs?

Oh, it's more like red pepper.

Chew it and swallow it.

Makes you throw red and inflamed.

Oh.

Look, look, Beth, if I don't come out of that fort.

Don't come out.

Unless there's an emergency or unless the rifles go right.

By the way, you might have to go to the house.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

It's not even a gun.

Nothing good.

ratchet that's Racer.

Bad guy.

Ooh.

Al

ar

All right, men, forward, double rank.

Sergeant, open them up.

Well, this must be a big moment for you, Major.

It is, indeed.

Sergeant!

Through that axe.

Zekrano, I want to be absolutely certain that they

might force weather that sea voyage successfully.

There, Colonel.

This is the weapon that's going to bring a quick end to the fighting.

Yes, I believe it much.

If it's all you say it is.

Oh, it is. It is, indeed, and more, I assure you.

I don't suppose you would care to give us a demonstration.

Would you?

A demonstration.

What do you mean, right now?

Yes, right now.

Why not?

Because, indeed, why not?

Corporal, sir.

A range of targets for the Major, will you?

Sir.

How do you want me to fire the rifle, Colonel?

Colonel, standing, dealing prone, or on the move?

On the move.

Yes, you see, that's one of the distinct advantages of the Richard's

and rifle.

Well, the choice is yours.

Very well, Colonel.

A very impressive demonstration, Richard.

Your Colonel?

That Colonel was so coxured that he was walking you right into a trap with that rifle,

and all the time, he was planning to walk him right into his own trap.

Oh, it warms the cockles, Mango. I do say.

Well, the important thing is, is just about convinced that I really am Major Richardson.

That should give us a little more freedom to work something out.

Now, if nothing else happens to a round of suspicions, we might be able to...

Major Richardson, please.

Major Richardson.

A very extraordinary surprise for you.

Oh, how'd with it?

You would better put your tunic back on.

Don't tell me Barnaby Holst that has arrived already.

No, no, no, no. I said a surprise.

What could possibly happen in the middle of the afternoon, the frontier for it,

that would require my being formally retired?

The arrival of a member of the fair sex?

And I do mean fair, Major. You ought to be congratulated. She is a beauty.

She... Her bulk-docked in York town yesterday.

All the way from Liverpool, just to surprise you on your birthday.

And she's in the sitting room waiting for you right now.

Well, can't you guess, man?

Miss Ellen Courtney, your fiancé.

Miss Colne.

Miss Colne.

Well, that's hardly the look of a man who hasn't seen his patrol for a long time.

A surprise, I don't really...

Surprise that she'd come all the way to this wilderness.

She's so wonderful to see.

My dear, my dear, how can I ever tell you how happy I am?

You almost scared me out of ten years, gross.

Oh dear, the shark is seeing me as very nearly undone.

Very nearly.

Well, I'm sure you too, dear.

We'll see what dinner I hope, Miss Colte.

Shirley.

And she's brought a real surprise with her too.

Oh, Chester, Sergeant Miller, who brought in the rifles, has potions and ointments for all sorts of ailments.

And he knows a bit about medicine too.

I told him about your throat. He's waiting in the North Barracks to have a look at it now.

Look at the name of heaven are you doing here?

I'm condensing the kernel that your major Richardson for one thing.

You did a fair job of that, but don't you know the British shoot spies?

Oh, I don't think they should actually execute a woman.

But I don't think they'd hesitate to shoot you and Jeremiah.

Yes, if that Sergeant Miller knows anything at all about medicine, we're right back where we started.

Oh, no, no, no.

Donald's over there.

I'm on fire. I am burning up.

Good, now's a fine time to show you a throw to the Sergeant.

Mingo, dances is going to be impossible to get those rifles out of here.

Captain Halstead and 200 British soldiers do here any moment.

He's probably right.

But he does have a plan for the rifles and the major.

Speaking of Daniel...

The surprise the kernel mentioned.

Come, my darling.

The surprise.

It's the rest of your things from your flat in London.

You couldn't bring them when you came.

Since we're going to be married, I thought.

Yes, I know, but where's Daniel?

It's a bit cramped, but he'll be killed.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

It's a bit cramped, but he'll be coming out after dark.

You said he agrees we can't get the rifles out.

But is all this?

Well, he doesn't want the British to have them either.

As long as they have major Richards and they can manufacture more.

Yes, but what are we supposed to do?

Of course, darling, we'll have to buy more things.

But you'd be surprised how comfy it'll be when I get it all fixed up.

Colonel, can't men be difficult?

Forgive me for interrupting.

But I've just come from the barracks, Major.

And that orderly of yours has a fierce looking throat.

However, Sergeant Biller tells me that he has a swab.

He sure will clear it up in no time.

He assures me that Chester will be having his voice back in a matter of hours.

Oh, I am glad to hear that.

Major, I didn't break in like this.

I'm not sure.

I didn't break in like this to tell you all that.

Not principally, anyway.

Well, what is it, Colonel?

I want to apologize.

I've been keeping something from you out of...

Well, mistrust is the only word, I suppose.

Trust, Colonel.

Of me?

Yes.

We captured a fellow, a very convincing talker.

Obviously a rebel spy who told a wild story and claimed that he was you.

And the two were an imposter.

That should you didn't believe him?

Well, no.

At least not at first.

But he knew so much about you, about your rifle.

He even knew Captain Halstead's first name.

And see that?

It only goes to show how devious these colonialists can really be.

Your dacity of the man.

Well, that's didn't really convince me.

But when he said that your orderly had a sore throat, or at least was feigning a sore throat.

Well, I see, of course.

He was spying on us on the trail.

You're perfectly right, Colonel.

We must all be vigilant, constantly.

You're very generous, Major.

Not at all.

Colonel, what will happen to the man?

The spy?

Well, he'll face a firing squad.

When?

Dawn tomorrow.

That's all right.

Pardon?

I mean, I'll be back in my room at the hotel in Salem.

I wouldn't want to see.

Of course.

Dinner then?

Worth.

I almost forgot the best part.

He insisted that you were an Indian.

An Indian?

An Indian?

I can't.

An Indian?

I can't.

I can't.

I can't see that.

That is amusing.

An Indian.

An Indian.

Tanya, you missed your calling.

You were born to been a master spy.

Tanya, it's time.

This fuse burned long enough?

About a minute and a half after two of them.

Where's Becky?

Inside.

I'll need about ten minutes.

I'll need a few minutes.

I'll need a few minutes.

I'll need a few minutes.

I'll need a few minutes.

I'll need a few minutes.

I'll need a few minutes.

Inside.

I'll need about ten minutes and then get him out of here.

Right.

I'm in.

Forgive me for disturbing your current home?

It's always not a sort of do-comin.

Since he's to be executed in the morning,

I should like to question that fellow who claims to be me.

I think we should do everything we can to find out

where, how, and how much the rebels have learned concerning

our plans for the Richardson Rifle.

I doubt he'll talk, but it's certainly worth the effort.

Matter of fact, I'd like to be part of it.

Excellent, Colonel.

Oh, it's Courtney.

I didn't realize he was still here.

John will drive me to my hotel in Salem shortly.

Don't you think it would be better if Miss Courtney

will not hear when we quits?

Oh, probably right, Colonel.

He best read upstairs my dear.

This may prove to be somewhat unpleasant.

Come in.

So this is the fellow who claims to be Major John Richardson.

Major Fiance, Major.

So you compound the crime.

She's an imposter also.

I see.

You've decided to continue this ridiculous fiction to the end.

You see nothing, Colonel, because you're a blind and thoroughgoing fool.

Which you will learn to your sorrow when Captain Holstetter arrives.

In that case, you'd better pray that Captain Holstetter arrives before dawn, hadn't you?

But, yeah.

Now, look here.

Don't you think you've gone far enough with this masquerade?

I'm Captain Holstet, Corporal.

Yes, sir. The Colonel's expecting you.

But, uh, the troops, sir, we thought you were coming with him.

I had Bivou act half a mile down the road.

Well, I'll tell the Colonel you.

Yes, sir.

Don't you see how pointless this is?

Now, I can't promise your clemency, of course, but if you will tell us.

Don't you see how pointless this is?

Now, I can't promise your clemency, of course, but if you will tell us.

Come in.

Sir, Captain Holstet arrived.

Ah, well, it's sure the Captain in, Corporal.

Yes, sir.

Are you going to tell us that Captain Holstet also is an even...

Oh, sir.

John, what in the world are you doing in those clothes?

I ain't your part of it.

Oh, Captain, don't you join the major there.

I prefer...

I'll just shoot you, Colonel.

At last.

At last you can see with your own eyes when I'm not a fool, you brin.

Rebecca!

See that major Richardson doesn't move.

We take care of them.

You must think you're pretty clever.

We're not clever enough to get up here alive.

We'll do the best we can, Colonel. I assure you.

Now, if you'll turn that chair around...

Sit down and put your hands behind your back.

Ah, you ought to be grateful, Major.

Please, Price, you ain't going to be shot at sunrise for spy.

I'll beat you with the wagon, sir, am I?

Are you ready, Rebecca?

Yes.

Remember, cash really now.

Give me a call for a bit.

Sir, shall I, you stable, the Captain's horse, or shall I leave him here?

Captain Holstet will be a wire. He's, uh, tied up with the Colonel.

Thanks, sir.

Come down, you were ready.

Come down, you were ready.

You ready?

Right. You see that fuse will burn for a minute and a half.

You sure you'll blow up all those rifles in there?

When that gunpowder goes, those are not blown up.

We'll be burned to centers.

Let's get out of here.

Right, Knight, for a ride, sir.

Yes, it's been called.

Will you be coming back from Salem tonight, sir?

As a matter of fact, we won't.

We are in a hurry, Corporal.

Corporal of the God!

Corporal of the God!

Stop those people!

Get down!

Mighty good.

Thank you, sir, coffee.

Mango?

No, thank you, Rebecca.

I think I like your hair short.

Perhaps I could shape it a little more.

You do, and my mother will come down from the happy hunting ground and haunt you.

Coffee, German.

Thank you, Mac.

You're hot.

No chance of getting that major rich and make some of them rifled for us, is it, Dan?

He's stubborn man.

And a proud one.

He's refused money, freedom, and a commission in the court's anatomy.

Can't help but admire him, in fact.

Well, one thing for sure.

M-Rapple, they ain't gonna do nobody any good, and that's fine.

Or any harm, either.

Well, we bought time, and time is in our favor.

Rebecca Boone, you're an amazing woman.

Wife, mother, spy.

Mm?

Most important thing.

Cook, that's what you're doing to bet.

Well, now, I'm not so sure that Rebecca will regard that as a compliment just now.

Uh, chairman.

Mm?

Well, for one thing, we never would have escaped alive from that fort without her.

Never mind destroying the rifles.

That makes her a heroine of the revolution.

A little more exciting than being a frontier woman.

And for another thing, I think she rather enjoyed playing the part of a British lady.

Is that a fact, Becky?

Well, I surely did hate giving those lovely clothes back to Mrs. Devery.

It's bacon and clothes.

I lost a perfectly good set of buckskins that made your register.

Now, don't you worry about Jeremiah.

We'll shoot you another set.

And Becky will stitch him up for you.

Want you back again?

Back to the frontier.

More pie, Jeremiah.

Don't mind if I do.

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