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Hey, Flint!

Flint!

Hey, McCullough!

Flint!

Flint!

Whoa!

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Oh, Major, I'll fix you a cup of coffee.

This is just fine, Charlie.

This is warm. It's all right.

Hey, what'd you do to your coffee?

This tastes good for a change.

Same coffee I've been using all the time.

Mmm.

I did use a little melted snow this morning.

The water bucket was frozen over.

Uh-huh.

This tastes like that coffee you made

coming across the desert last summer.

Where'd you get the snow water out there, Charlie?

Well, it wasn't easy.

Any sign of 'em?

No.

Major, I ain't figured out yet

why we come this way.

Here we sit, half froze,

waiting for Hawks and McCullough to come back

and let us know whether the pass is open or not.

If we'd gone that southern way,

we might have run into them hot springs

Mr. Loring told us about too.

And if we'd done that,

it would have cost us 50 more miles,

and no telling how many more days.

At least we'd be warm.

Now, if I was running this outfit...

You're not running it, Charlie, thank the Lord for that.

If that pass is open, we'll be out of here in two more days.

Hey!

Where's Flint? I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

It's just that, Major. I don't know.

We split up to check the pass,

and when I got back to where we were supposed to meet,

all I found was this.

There was no tracks,

and the way that snow was stacked up in the pass...

Is it open? No. The snow is 10 feet deep.

These wagons would never get through.

Well, saddle up some horses and get some men.

We'll have to find him.

No telling what's happened to Flint in this weather.

Well?

Well, this is where we split up.

I cut off that way, and McCullough went through there.

We were gonna meet about a half a mile further on.

No tracks. Snow's covered 'em up.

Major, I don't like to say this,

but I think we're wasting our time.

Another hour, it's gonna be dark.

I know it's gonna get dark, Mr. Loring.

That's why we've got to find McCullough.

Why, you don't understand.

What I'm trying to say is this...

You forget I've trapped these mountains.

I've seen men disappear just like your scout, without a trace, nothing.

Man could fall into a crevice or a snow pocket and you'd never find him,

'least not until summer and the snow melts.

Mr. Loring, McCullough was riding a horse.

What happened to it?

Horse and man doesn't make a bit of difference.

A wagon could vanish up here.

Cut out that kind of talk, will you?

Haven't we got trouble enough as it is?

Come on.

His hat was laying on that rock.

Just lucky I saw it.

Could have gone any direction from here.

What I can't figure is why did he leave at all?

Why didn't he wait for me?

Man does strange things in these mountains.

Could have been half froze.

Snow blindness could have got to him.

Altitude might have addled his brain.

I'm just trying to tell you what could have happened.

If it just hadn't have snowed,

we could see some tracks.

Well, we'd better get started back.

Let's spread out.

Stay as far apart as you can

and still stay in sight of each other.

Folks'll be worrying. Come on, let's go.

No sign of him, huh?

Nothin'.

I told you, we're wasting our time.

With that pass closed, looks like we've got all the time there is.

If you'd turn the train south,

there's an outside chance we could make those hot springs.

The pass down there ought to be open.

Listen, mister, we're not heading south or anyplace else tonight

except back to camp.

Now, let's go.

Hawks, I've got a feeling that wherever McCullough is

or whatever happened to him,

he's gonna be a lot better off than any of us are gonna be.

Pretty sure he's dead, aren't you?

That's right.

Mr. Loring? Hm?

Mr. Loring, have you seen Major Adams?

Why, he's down by his wagon, Mrs. Duncan. What's the trouble?

It's Hank. He went out to get some wood about an hour ago,

and he hasn't come back yet.

Excuse me.

We've got two men lost out there.

There's other men out looking for them.

Now, I don't want anybody to leave this camp by themselves,

is that clear?

Even to get firewood or anything else.

Just stay in pairs. Don't split up.

Those of you that can, go on and get some sleep.

The rest of you tend to your fires.

Major, how long do you think it will be before we can move out?

I can't answer that, Mr. Loring.

We're going to stay here till McCullough and Duncan get back.

Well, even if they do get back, what then?

With the pass closed up ahead...

Is the pass closed? Why weren't we told?

We're stranded up here.

That means we'll freeze to death.

Just hold your britches on, will ya?

Is it true what he said?

Yes, ma'am, it is,

but just because the pass is blocked up ahead

doesn't mean that we're stuck here.

There's another one to the south,

which we'll head for just as soon

as McCullough and Duncan get here.

Supposin' they don't get back.

How long are we gonna wait?

I'll decide that, Mr. Wilkins, like I usually do.

You all go on about your business.

I'll let you know when it's time to move.

And remember what I said about leaving camp:

Don't leave alone!

Oh, here they come!

Did you see any sign of my husband?

Take it easy, ma'am. Just take it easy.

Where's Hank? You must have found him!

We looked everywhere, Major, everywhere.

We found his tracks and we followed them to the top of the ridge.

When we got up there, they'd been covered by snow.

Oh, no! No, no! He'll freeze out there!

Now, Mrs. Duncan, I assure you

we're not gonna leave here without your husband.

What I want to know is,

if there is another pass south of here,

why didn't we go that way in the first place?

Because I decided to come this way, Wilkins.

That happens to be my business.

Well, isn't that using rather poor judgment, Major?

If the hot springs are down the other way,

at least if we got stranded or the pass blocked up on us,

we could have kept warm!

Mr. Loring,

this has always been the best trail,

and if snow hadn't have filled up that pass,

we'd have been perfectly all right,

but those are the chances you have to take.

Now, just remember that once we get out of these mountains,

we'll be in California, will ya?

Now, go on!

Don't be worryin' anymore, any of you!

What are you doing up?

Same as you, can't sleep.

Let's face it, Major, you know as well as I do...

McCullough would be back here by now if he wasn't hurt or something.

Now, if I was running this wagon train...

You're not running it, Charlie!

It's just occurred to me

that we're sitting right down here in a bowl

completely surrounded by a ring of mountains.

If we had fires up on that ridge,

they could see 'em a lot easier, couldn't they?

Sure they could.

Where you going? Up on the ridge.

What for? To build a fire, stupid!

By yourself? You said nobody...

I know what I said! Just get an axe and come on!

Yes, sir!

Boy, this sure feels good, Major.

Old McCullough sees this, he'll come running,

and Duncan too.

Let's hope so.

How long you figure on staying up here, Major?

I don't know! Maybe I'll stay here all night!

What's it to you? Nothing.

But if Hawks wakes up and finds us both gone, what's he gonna think?

By golly, maybe you've got a point there, Charlie.

Maybe you'd better go back.

I think I'd better. Old Hawks wakes up,

he'll be fuming and fussing around.

Anyway, there ain't nobody gonna get lost between here and there.

Yeah, well, you go on back.

I will, but I'll make you one of them great, big breakfasts

like I made for General Grant that morning we got to Vicksburg,

with eggs Vienna and potatoes au gratin.

Say, we had some turkey stew with wine in it too.

I wish I had a turkey... Oh, get out of here!

Ohh!

What do you mean, sneaking up on people like that?

Where you been? None of your business!

Well, the Major and me have been up on the hill

starting a signal fire.

He figured somebody might see it.

Oh, well, yeah, that's a good idea.

I'm sorry I startled you.

I guess we're... We're all kind of jumpy.

Yeah, I guess we are.

Are you sure he said he'd come back at daybreak?

Sure I'm sure.

Why do you think I fixed this big breakfast for him?

Why, it's good enough for General Grant.

Well, he didn't come back to eat it, did he?

Well, it ain't more than a hundred yards up there, more or less.

Maybe he's still waitin'.

I don't see no fire, though.

Aw, you can't see more than 10 feet in this kind of weather.

I'm going up after him.

Wait a minute, I'm coming with you.

Charlie, this fire's been out for hours.

If he'd kept it burning till daybreak,

it'd still be warm.

Just like yesterday, McCullough.

Last night, Duncan.

No tracks, no signs, no nothin'.

Everything covered over in snow.

Let's head back.

We might have missed him coming up here.

I don't understand it, Bill.

How could a man get lost between here and there?

No, sir. I just don't understand it.

Come on.

All All right, All right, come

All right, come on,

All right, come on, everybody.

Down to the Major's wagon. Come on, let's go.

Right now, folks. Major's wagon.

What's happening? We've got to have a meeting.

Why? What for? Ain't you heard?

Major Adams disappeared last night.

Come on, folks, this concerns all of us.

Down to the Major's wagon.

You do the talkin', Charlie.

'Bout what? It's Wilkins' idea.

I don't know what to tell 'em.

Well, think of something.

Oh, Bill, go on and talk to 'em.

They can see you better than they can me.

Now.

Did you find Hank? Tell me?

No, ma'am, we didn't find anybody.

Tell 'em, Wooster.

Well, uh... well...

Go on, tell 'em.

Talk to 'em, Bill.

Well, there's not much to tell.

Last night, Charlie and the Major went up on the ridge

to build a signal fire.

They figured that maybe McCullough and Duncan would spot it

and make their way in.

Charlie came down to make some breakfast.

Well, the Major never showed up.

We went up to look for him, but he was gone.

The fire was cold,

so that means that something happened to him during the night.

What do you mean something happened to him?

Just a minute, folks. Quiet, please.

I think Hawks hit on something here

when he said something must have happened to them,

'cause I think something happened to all three of those men:

McCullough, Duncan, and now Adams.

What are you talking about? What does he mean?

Most of you know I joined this train

when you started into these mountains.

I'm moving to San Francisco, but for the last six years,

I've lived right here in this area.

What are you driving at, Loring?

Just this...

A lot of people have disappeared up here,

frozen to death, trapped in snow slides,

but it just don't seem reasonable

that three men could vanish into thin air

without any trace so close to these wagons!

Say what you're thinkin', Loring.

All right.

I'm thinkin' there's something up here

over which we got no control...

A wild beast, maybe Indians, maybe anything!

But we've lost three men already,

and if we don't get out of here ourselves,

I'm wondering who might be next!

No, sir!

I'm not leavin' till I know

one way or another about my husband!

And why are you all standing around here making so much talk?

You men ought to be out looking for 'em!

Oh, sure!

Just like Loring said:

Who's gonna be the next one not to come back?

Well, I don't know about the rest of you folks,

but I'm packing up and I'm gettin'.

I'm headin' for them hot springs.

You'll never make it alone, Wilkins.

I ain't gettin' anyplace stayin' here!

Let's all go! I'm for gettin' out of here!

HAWKS: Wait a minute!

This train isn't pulling out till Wooster and I say so.

We're not about to leave those men behind!

Ever occur to you, Hawks, that McCullough and Adams

could have rigged this whole thing?

You be quiet!

You can bet your life, wherever the Major is and whatever he's doing,

he's doing it for the good of all of us!

I'm sorry, I can't believe that.

They both knew the pass was closed,

and they both knew that we had less than no chance

of getting out of here if another blizzard should hit us.

Maybe they both took off just to save themselves! Loring!

I don't want to ever hear you say anything like that again.

Now, you listen to me!

Charlie and I agree with you,

but now isn't the time to leave,

especially when there's one little possibility

that the Major and the others might still be alive.

I'll tell you what we're gonna do.

We'll stay here today and tonight.

If we don't find 'em by tomorrow morning, we'll head south.

Well, what about it?

We ain't got no chance going out of here all split up.

I think he's right, folks.

We'll stay just till tomorrow morning.

Is that agreed?

All right, we'll stay till tomorrow, then.

Good. Now, you men get your horses.

Meet me back here in 10 minutes.

We'll comb every inch of this valley.

Thanks, Mr. Loring.

What have we got to lose? Just trying to help.

Hawks, where you going?

I'm gonna go talk to Wilkins.

Get in.

Come on, Bruce. Hurry up, now, get in.

Hold on, Wilkins. Listen, I want to talk to you.

I've listened to all the talk I'm gonna listen to.

Have you gone loco?

Are you going out there all alone with your wife and kids?

Let go of them lines.

Not till you come to your senses.

I said let go.

Now, that's better.

Now, you hear me.

There ain't nothing out there that I can't handle with this.

And I know enough to stay away from snow slides

and snow pockets and all that.

And if it's wild animals or Injuns,

I'd rather face them outright

than stay around here and maybe get killed in my sleep

or starve or freeze to death.

I've done all the listening I'm gonna do.

No, you haven't.

We've all agreed to stay here until tomorrow morning,

in case somebody shows up, and if they don't,

then we all move out together.

I ain't falling for that, Hawks.

Come tomorrow, you'll want to stay another day and another,

all the time hoping your precious Major will show up.

Well, you can wait without me,

because I'm goin' while the goin's good.

Get out!

No sense wasting time on him.

Come on, the others are waiting.

Yeah, if we want to get back before dark, we'd better get going.

Loring, you head off in that direction.

All right, Cecil, take off through there.

Fox, Palmer, you take that way.

Charlie, let's split up.

You go that side, I'll go over this way.

Right.

You see anything? Nothing but snow. How 'bout you?

A few rabbit tracks. Nothing else.

We'd better take another circle around and head back in.

Right.

Ain't you comin'?

You know, Charlie, it don't figure.

You'd think if the Major got into trouble, he'd fire his gun.

You know, I been thinkin' the same thing.

Just like you said, it don't figure.

Let's go.

That can't be true! John Loring knows these mountains.

He couldn't get lost!

I didn't believe it either, ma'am, but it happened.

Just as sure as I'm standing here, it happened.

It's true, ma'am. We told the men

not to lose sight of each other.

When we got together to ride back, he was gone.

We looked the best we could.

I don't believe it! I just don't believe it!

First McCullough, then my Hank, then...

Loring! Loring! What happened to you?

My horse stumbled in a drift and threw me.

If I hadn't known these mountains, I never would have got back.

Mr. Loring, you're half frozen.

Do you want some coffee?

We're gonna double the watch tonight.

I want you men to keep these fires burning as bright as you can,

and I don't want anyone to leave these wagons for any reason,

any reason at all!

You know, Bill, I ain't so sure

we should pull out of here tomorrow.

Yeah, I know, Charlie, but I told the people we would.

I know we told the people,

but how 'bout the Major and Flint and Hank?

Don't you think one of us ought to stay behind a day or two

in case they show up?

Yeah, I been thinkin' the same thing.

I'll stay here, and you take the train and head south.

Now, wait a minute. I got an idea.

We'll just play a little two-handed to see who stays.

I'll get the deck. I'll be right back.

Who's there?

Where you going with that team?

Put that team back!

What's the matter with you people?

You can't go anyplace without a leader! Put that stuff down!

Put it down! What's the matter with you?

You've got to have a leader!

You can't go anyplace without a leader.

People! Where you going with that team?

You can't go on a trail nobody knows anything about!

Hold them horses!

Doggone it, I'm in charge, here!

Get those mules back there!

Yelling at 'em isn't gonna stop 'em, Wooster.

What is gonna stop 'em? Tell me that!

They're panicking like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off.

I can't say as I blame them, now that Hawks has disappeared.

Hawks ain't disappeared! He's probably out looking for the Major and Flint.

Without telling you? Well...

Doggone it, I wish the Major was here. He'd know what to do.

Well, you know the Major a lot better than I.

What would he do?

What's wrong with you people? What's wrong with you?

Have you taken leave of your senses?

Can't be any more trouble than we got now.

We stay, we all die.

No, we won't, not if we keep calm and figure out a plan.

Who's gonna do the figuring?

We got no wagonmaster to depend on.

Now, just a minute.

Wooster here has seen how many a wagon train has been run.

Isn't that so?

I've been with the Major ever since he started,

right from the beginning,

but that don't give me no right to leave people behind!

The only right you don't have, Wooster,

is to sacrifice everyone here

for the sake of a handful of people

that we don't even know's alive!

MAN: He's right!

I'll have to have a little time to think about that.

Time is running out. This place is evil.

Let's get moving!

All right, we'll move out,

but not runnin' scared.

We'll move out like a wagon train should, all together.

Now, get back to your wagons.

You gotta make one more try to find my husband and the others!

Mrs. Duncan, you must face reality.

We've searched for miles around.

We didn't find hide nor hair of a living thing.

But my Hank isn't dead.

I know he is, and I won't believe it!

You'd better get 'em goin' before they panic again.

All right, you folks, get 'em hitched up!

We're gonna move out! Now, remember, stay together!

I've got to ride point, Mr. Loring.

You get somebody to drive the supply wagon,

and I'll meet you up front.

All right. Come along, Mrs. Duncan.

Mrs. Duncan's feeling better now.

She realizes we're doing the right thing.

Well, I wish I could realize it.

You're doing the only sensible thing to do,

headin' us south.

All right, Mr. Loring, you take the point. I'll join you later.

Wagons, ho!

Come on, will you move 'em out?

Get 'em goin'. Come on.

Keep your distance, there.

Come on, roll 'em out!

Roll 'em up here!

Forward!

Come on, keep your distance.

Come on with 'em!

It's the Wilkins wagon!

Gone, just like the others.

Yeah.

No sense looking for sign.

The wind and the snow's got everything covered up.

Just like the earth opened up and swallowed them.

You know, the wagon train people see this, and they'll panic again.

I want 'em turned back.

Ah, it's too late. Here they come.

WOOSTER: Come on, keep 'em moving.

Ride on with them. Go on with them.

Go on with them!

Hey! Get on there! Keep these wagons moving!

No stopping yet! Move on! Go on!

Come on with 'em!

All right, go on with 'em! Go on!

Keep 'em moving!

Come on with them wagons!

Smells good.

I'll pour you a cup, Mr. Loring.

Thanks.

Mmm. You make good coffee.

You think so, Mr. Loring? You really think so?

Anytime you get tired of working on a wagon train,

you can do my cooking.

Mr. Loring, I'd give my right arm

if the Major could hear you say that.

I sure wish he was back.

'Fraid it'll take more than wishing

to bring him and the others back here.

Well, thanks for the coffee.

You're welcome.

Sir...

I don't know how to start this, honest I don't,

but, Lord, help me.

I'm gonna need a lot of help, and I'm gonna need it quick.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm Charlie Wooster, the cook.

I'm not askin' this for myself, Lord.

It's for them people in the back.

So, please, we're gonna need an awful lot of help,

an awful lot,

so if you can just take a minute

and give us a hand.

Please, please.

Oh, I know I've been an old sinner in my day,

telling the Major how to run his wagon train,

talking, I guess, when I should have been listening.

Even trying to cheat old Bill in them two-handed card games.

Bragging about my cooking.

Even spiking my coffee when the Major wasn't around.

But, Lord, please believe me...

You do this for me, I'll do anything you say

if you just keep the Major alive.

He's been too good and too nice to a lot of people

to let him die,

so please, Lord,

bring him, Hawks, Flint, and the rest of 'em back to us.

I'm supposed to run this wagon train.

Please.

I'm not strong enough to handle these people.

I'm no wagon master.

I'm just a little man, a cook,

but if you want me to try to get 'em out of here,

please, Lord, send me all the strength

and the brains that you can spare,

and I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life.

Amen.

Hyah!

Hold up a minute.

Say, that's our route down there.

We'd better check it for drifts and snow pockets.

Sure is lonely-looking country, ain't it?

Ohh!

Hey, what's happening?

What are you doing?!

Drop the gun, Wooster!

Drop it!

Why, you lowdown, no-good,

mealy-mouthed...

polecat!

If you weren't worth much more to me alive than dead,

I'd leave you here with a broken neck!

You! You're the one who's been bushwhacking our wagon train!

That's right,

except "bushwhacking" means killing.

None of you would be much good to me dead.

What are you talking about?

It's a hard country, Mr. Wooster.

There isn't much of anything worth selling around here

except, uh... people.

People?

Tie him up and bring him along!

No, let me go! You can't do this to me!

Well, I told you I'd help you find the hot springs.

There they are.

Run underground from there.

They surface right here.

Keeps the snow melted all winter.

Yeah, now I can see why you've been so anxious to get here.

All right, come on.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

Say,

what's he trying to do, cook himself or that meat?

Pretty hard to tell, isn't it?

The Major and the others are in the guest house.

They'll be very happy to see Mr. Wooster.

Wait a minute! I don't want to go in there!

Why not? Your friends are waiting for you.

I'm my own best friend.

You put me in there, and the Major will burn my ears off.

That was all right when I was working for him,

but I ain't working for him now.

Take him out. Wait a minute!

From the looks of that, you gentlemen need a good cook,

not another prisoner. Yeah!

Well, boys, looks like we've got ourselves a real cook.

Tonight, we ought to eat pretty good.

All right, you cut me loose, Mr. Loring,

and I'll get right at my new job. Go ahead.

Oh, there's plenty of time for that, Mr. Wooster.

What do you mean? Go on. Wait a minute!

All right, quit pushing. I'm in, ain't I?

Quit pushing!

Well, you finally got here, huh?

What happened to your face, Major?

Never mind my face. What happened to the wagons?

They're headed this way, right into this trap,

and they're leaderless too!

I couldn't help it.

Everything went just the way he wanted it.

Loring outfoxed me the same as he did you and you.

Loring? He's behind this?

Sure. Didn't you know?

No.

Nobody's told us anything.

They just feed us once a day

and keeps us tied up in this stinking shack, that's all.

Where are the Wilkins?

They're tied up in the shack outside.

If they've harmed them, I'll...

Never mind. Nobody's gonna harm 'em.

At least, Loring said he wasn't.

He wants us fat and sassy.

Yeah, that's right... Fat and sassy.

Prime "A1" condition.

That's before he sells us to somebody else or other.

What do you mean, "sells us"?

Charlie, you've been out in the snow so long,

you're hearing things.

Why, you polecat! You hypocrite, you!

Why, your cussing isn't going to help matters a bit, Major.

What will? Ransom?

People who get ransomed can come back and cause trouble another day.

Wooster there says you got some idea about selling us.

Oh, yes, yes. I am gonna sell you, to the Kootenai.

Well...

experienced scout like you, McCullough,

an old hand like yourself, Major,

surely you've heard of the Kootenai of Canada.

They buy slaves, men and women. Children too.

They pay well. Awfully well. In gold.

You'll never get away with this, Loring.

You'll be hunted down, I swear.

Just who'll do the hunting, Major? The wind?

Your wagon train will be one of those that are just missing,

like a few others that I could mention.

You couldn't get through. You got lost,

wiped out by the Indians.

If I ever get my hands on you, so help me...

That day'll never come, Major.

I won't always be tied up like this.

Major, one of these days, that pride of yours

will get yourself killed!

Still want to be my cook?

Nothing'll suit me better, sir.

Just untie me.

Why, you little bearded turncoat!

Are you throwing in with him?

Thank you very much. Feels good. Bye.

Major, when a man's skin's at stake,

you mustn't blame him for trying.

He thinks it'll help him, but... it won't.

I want you boys to ride out and keep your eyes open.

That train starts to move, let me know.

I want to get at least 10 more people out of that train

before they get out of this area, if they get out.

Go on.

That was pretty good, Wooster.

Thank you, Mr. Loring.

I've got plenty left. How 'bout a second helping?

I've had enough.

I've fed the women and children.

I ain't fed the men prisoners yet, though.

Seems like a shame to waste that.

Didn't expect you to waste it. Go ahead, feed 'em.

Thank you. Just a minute.

Man with his hands tied's got no use for a fork.

How do you expect him to eat?

Set it down in front of 'em.

They get hungry enough, they'll eat.

Yes, sir.

I've heard of the Kootenai.

You don't have to worry about your wife and kids.

They'll adopt them into the family.

They'll work the men to death.

Oh, be quiet, will you, McCullough? I'm trying to think.

Thinking's not gonna get these ropes off us.

I don't know what is.

What are you doing, you Benedict Arnold?

Bringing us rat poison?

Now, wait a minute. I'm just a cook. I'm just doing my job.

Just get your carcass and that slop out of here.

Slop, huh? I don't care whether you eat it.

Dump it over if you don't like it.

Rub it in your hair, I don't care.

Do anything you want with it.

I'm just a cook around here.

Dump it over if you don't want to eat it.

Say, I got a pot of coffee on the fire.

Come on over, and I'll pour you a cup.

Mister, my coffee's hard to come by.

I don't want to waste it. I'll bring you a cup, huh?

McCullough, you're not gonna eat that slop!

What's the matter with you?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Just a second. I've almost got it.

Back up to me.

Bill, get over to that door and listen.

Keep your ears open.

Shh!

All right, go ahead.

There. You're loose.

There's the knife. Cut me loose. It's right there.

Shh! Quiet!

Ah.

Here you are, some of that good coffee.

Ohh, I'm so clumsy. I'm sorry.

Major!

It's gonna take more than one rifle to get us out of this.

We've got to think about getting the women and children out first.

I'm thinking about those people, Wilkins.

I'm thinking about that whole train full of frightened people too.

We're gonna get 'em out.

Charlie, you get out there and get their attention, and make sure you keep it!

I'll do it! I'll do it!

Quiet!

You two both got knives. You know what to do with 'em.

I'll cover you with this thing.

How 'bout some more coffee, Mr. Loring?

Hullo, boys!

Hullo, boys!

WOOSTER: I'm sorry!

Mr. Loring, must be my new job made me nervous.

I'm sorry!

Hawks! Look out behind you!

Hawks! Why don't you stick to your fightin'

and leave that wrestlin' to them Japanese people?

Thanks!

Charlie, look out!

Thanks, McCullough.

All of you go help Wilkins get his wife and kids.

Don't shoot!

I'm not armed!

Good!

Then I can use my hands on you!

Wait up! Hey! No!

Aah! Aah!

Get out of there, you fool!

Help! Get me out of here! Help!

Here! Here!

You men all set? MAN: Yes, sir!

How 'bout you? You ready? MAN #2: We're ready!

Well, you'd better be. When I say roll, I mean roll!

How 'bout you men? You all set up here?

MAN #3: Yes, sir!

Yates, you'd better get ready!

We're about to roll out of here, and I mean roll!

You heard me! Get set!

All right, how 'bout you?

You ready to roll, Art? Well, let's go!

Wagons...!

Coffee, Mr. Wooster?

By golly, Major, I plum forgot you was back.

Yeah, I see you're on my horse.

Maybe you'd like to run this outfit,

and I'll make the galdurn coffee.

You make the coffee, Major? No!

You know I'm the best coffeemaker in the whole world.

I know that, but I just want to make sure that you do.

I do. Give me that pot.

What are you doing on my wagon?

Get off of here. Whoa!

Here!

Thanks, Major.

You sure come through, Lord. Thanks.

Wagons, ho!

Bounty! Hah! Hah!