Original subtitles

ANNOUNCER: Previously on Elkhorn.

PACKARD: What’s a New York reformer doing

in the Dakota territory?

ROOSEVELT: We are here to mak

cattle ranching our business.

SEWALL: And what of your life back east?

Where’s Alice?

BAMIE: You need to go to your wife.

There might not be another

chance to tell her goodbye.

MARQUIS: It is inevitable we meet, you know.

The world is too small

for great men such as ourselves.

- Seems I’ve caught the gentleman staring.

- This here’s our property! - Not yet it ain’t.

- Auntie, Wilmot here’s the one

I was tellin’ you about.

- The handsome fella?

DOW: Every time I look at Rosie,

I swear...

ROSIE: Oh!

Miss Medora, uh...

DOW: At that dance,

I’m gonna ask her for her hand.

- You’re not to see him again. - I love him...

MEDORA: Don’t cast aside what I have done for you.

ROOSEVELT: I sent word back to New York, I’ll be returning

in the winter, spend Christmas with my daughter.

MEDORA: The roundup will soon be upon us.

Bad things happen all the time.

[THUNDER]

MARQUIS: Take him down, Paddock.

[GUNSHOT]

SEWALL: I think we may be on the wrong end

of someone’s rifle.

PADDOCK: I got ’im in my sights.

SEWALL: They make it to those northern cliffs

we’ll lose half the herd!

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♪♪ ["ELKHORN" THEME] ♪♪

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[CATTLE STAMPEDING]

SEWALL: They’re runnin’ scared, Mister Roosevelt!

We’re wasting time.

Dow!

Get back to Merrifield

and get every man we can get.

DOW: Yes sir, yah!

Yah, yah!

[THUNDER]

- Come on, get mounted, we’ve got to stop that herd!

My investment is about to stampede off a cliff --

And your payday along with it!

Or have you truly lost your mind!?

- Or maybe you’ve lost your nerve!

Those steers go off that cliff...

then the greenhorn and his whole ranch are finished.

MARQUIS: Enough!

That is not just Elkhorn stock, you fool.

That herd spans half a dozen ranches!

The entire industry of Medora would be finished!

- Well maybe if you weren’t such a coward!

[SLAP]

- Our business is concluded, Paddock.

- So it seems.

DOW: Stampede!

We got a stampede! MERRIFIELD: What on earth are you

squawking about, kid? DOW: There’s a stampede!

The storm- Cattle-

We gotta go! - MERRIFIELD: Boys,

get your stuff!

Come on! Move!

Let’s go, go, go!

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SEWALL: It’s what I feared.

How do we control ’em?

MARQUIS: By guiding them!

You ride even on both sides and try

to steer them away from danger...

And hope they tire themselves out.

- And if they don’t grow tired?

If they remain stubborn?

- Then I will ride to the front and stop them myself.

- Not alone you won’t.

Bill, join the men and do what you can to keep

the herd from harm’s way.

The Marquis and I shall ride to the front, together.

- Allons-y!

[COWS MOOING]

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MERRIFIELD: Hyah!

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on, come on!

Get movin’ here!

Hyah!

Hyah, hyah, hyah!

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MARQUIS: Make for the cliff, Roosevelt!

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MERRIFIELD: Keep ’em even, boys!

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[GUNFIRE]

[CATTLE STAMPEDE]

[GUNSHOTS]

Hyah!

[GUNSHOTS]

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[GRUNT]

SEWALL: How’s the arm?

ROOSEVELT: Tolerable.

- Well, you know I don’t have much expertise, but

that looked like some fine riding today, Mister Roosevelt.

- Thank you.

I merely did what needed to be done.

- Y’know, we’d never be able to prove it, but...

I’m pretty sure a certain someone was out there today

when you showed up.

And I’m pretty sure that you showing up saved our bacon.

Well... Wilmot and I won’t forget it.

- Well, that’ll be one for ages

[LAUGHS]

’cause it will be a story

to tell the grandkids.

ROOSEVELT: How’s the herd, Merrifield?

MERRIFIELD: Have ’em sorted by ranch tomorrow morning and...

shoot I think we got 800 of our own already rounded up.

The other two hundred though not so much.

They’re still scattered out there somewhere.

- I want you to take what men you need and drive

the herd into Medora tomorrow.

- Mister Roosevelt,

I’ll get you them drifter steers...

trust me on that- - ROOSEVELT: I do.

You’ve been the finest partner that I could’ve

asked for which is why I’m now asking you to deliver

the cattle that we do have,

to ensure their safe delivery to market.

We cannot risk another stampede,

not this close to the end.

- I’ll see to it then.

- We’ll take the remaining ranch hands and bring in

the stragglers soon after.

- Yes sir.

Oh, Sewall.

Next time you’re saggin’ in the saddle,

rub some of that tobacco juice on your eyes.

[LAUGHS]

It’ll be a rude awakenin’, but I guarantee you will

be awake, whether you wanna be or not.

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- Heard what you did, Mr. Roosevelt.

Wanna say thank you, for savin’ our herd too.

- I’m sure the other ranchmen would’ve done the same thing.

PACKARD: Forty hours in the saddle and he’s still out there?

- Riding as we speak, broken shoulder and all.

- Far cry from the greenhorn who arrived last summer.

- That’s for sure. - Sure to make quite the story

front page in Medora at the very least.

Would you care to give a quote?

- Quote...

Y’know what?

This coffee’s real decent...

Oh, and that man...

Mister Theodore Roosevelt, well.

I’d say one day if he wants it,

that man could be president.

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Come inside.

Antoine baked your favorite dessert.

Crêêpes suzette.

- I’ve no appetite.

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I’ve not seen Paddock since your return.

- Probably sulking somewhere,

as a child would.

- Should we be concerned of him?

- No...

Roosevelt on the other hand...

- You misjudged him, yes?

But there will be time for such talk.

For now,

you’ve ensured our survival,

and I’m grateful.

[HORSE APPROACHING]

ROOSEVELT: Just delivered the rest of the herd to your stockyard.

Here’s the tally.

- Tres bien.

- I trust you’ll honor our deal?

Six cents a pound, in case you’ve forgotten.

- Oh, I remember

quite well.

A good year for you, then.

A good year for all of us, in the end.

- Well, we can only hope next year is equally as fruitful.

- Who can say what the future will hold?

- Strange, isn’t it?

You being there, just after the stampede...

- And I could say the same about you.

The world is simply too small.

ROOSEVELT: Let’s go home, Manitou.

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[CLAPPING]

WELL-WISHER 1: Well done, Mister Roosevelt!

I had a feeling about you!

- Well thank you, I’m honored.

- Congrats, congrats.

- Thank you.

- I heard about what you did-

- Alright, you can take the man out of

the statehouse, but...

- 40 hours in the saddle-

- Thank you!

- Would you just take it easy, Wil?

- Uncle, you are not the one

getting down on one knee, alright?

No.

It’s gotta be perfect.

SEWALL: Hey.

It’ll be what it’ll be.

MADDOX: Evenin’ fellas!

- Ma’am, it’s good to see you again.

DOW: Uh, would you happen to know where Rosie’s at?

MADDOX: Well, she’s probably off somewhere fussin’ with her garb.

Same as you!

C’mere.

A friendly warning.

She ain’t no fool,

so don’t ever be treatin’ her as such.

- Oh no, no, I-

MADDOX: Not this day,

or any other.

You got that?

- Yes.

I won’t.

- Well go on and find her then!

[CLEARS THROAT]

- Oh, I uh,

I got two left feet.

- Well that’s alright I barely got one!

[LAUGHS] Come on.

SEWALL: Alright.

[CLAPPING, CHEERING]

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[LAUGHTER, CHATTER]

- Well it’s the man of the hour.

- Well, good press goes a long way.

- Well, I just print it sir,

whether the people believe it is up to them.

FERRIS: Friends!

Please, if I can have your attention please.

If you could just spare me a moment of your time...

Here we are.

Another round-up ended.

Another season come and gone.

And what a season it’s been,

I’m proud to stand up here

and say that our town is thriving.

Our ranches are thriving.

So enjoy the night, folks.

It belongs to all of ya.

ROOSEVELT: Here, here!

[APPLAUSE]

Would the finest seamstress in the Badlands do me the honor?

- So long as you don’t slow me down.

[LAUGHS]

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[CLAPS LOUDLY]

[MUSIC STOPS]

- Ladies & gentlemen of Medora,

may you please welcome

the most beautiful woman in the world:

my wife.

A ballade, s’il vou plait.

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♪♪ [MUSIC LIVENS UP] ♪♪

[CLAPPING]

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- Hello Rosie.

- Hi there.

- You look, um...

- Nice...?

- Oh no.

That won’t do it.

Truth is, I don’t think

I’ve ever seen anything as beautiful.

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- Well, you’re not so bad yourself.

- Oh well, I did it for you.

- Have you been dancin’?

- No, uh, I- I-

I’m not much of a dancer...

- Come on.

- Oh, oh okay.

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[GUNSHOT]

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- Y’all know I like to follow the rules.

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Whats’a matter?

Ain’t I invited to your little soiree?

It’s French!

Speakin’ of...

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- Go home, Paddock.

- Or what?

You gonna slap me?

[LAUGHS]

MARQUIS: A man

settles his grievances in private.

Do not disgrace yourself.

- I ain’t seekin’ no grievance from you, not tonight!

But you!

It’s about high time someone put you in your place-

- I won’t tell you twice.

Walk outta here.

Or get dragged out.

[CHUCKLES]

- You ain’t even gotta tell me once.

[FIGHTING]

- Stay down!

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ROSIE: No no no no...

ROSIE: No no no no...

MADDOX: No.

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[FIGHTING]

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Woowhee!!

[CLAPPING, CHEERING]

Come on, Joe, make yourself useful!

[CLAPPING]

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[EXHALES]

- That was long overdue.

And, I guess I gotta admit it,

you did good.

Bringin’ that woodsman out here.

- I’m happy to hear you say that.

You’ll be alright managing things this winter?

- There ain’t a Dakota winter yet

that can ruffle this Canadian.

- Good man.

- Back to New York, then?

- For a spell.

There is...

something important that needs my attention.

- Don’t worry.

I’ll keep Elkhorn ship-shape for when you get back.

DOW: Uh, Rosie?

ROSIE: Yes, Wilmot?

- I, uh, whoa-

- What?

- W-would you, um... eh...

Would you like some, uh, lemonade?

This dancin’ is just makin’ me all parched and uh,

it’s a lot.

- Why, that’d be just fine.

- Alright well, I’ll go grab it then.

- Alright.

- Come on, Wilmot!

- You look happy.

- I am.

- That’s good.

We should try to be happy with the choices we make.

I’ll place an ad tomorrow, for a new manager at the hotel.

- No, Medora.

Please.

I love him.

Please don’t make me choose.

- Rosie- - ROSIE: Please.

MEDORA: You misunderstood.

I would never make you choose.

But the fact is, you will soon be far too busy.

- I- - MEDORA: Living in a sod house,

raising his children

while he works the ranch from dawn til dusk.

- It won’t be like that, alright?

It won’t.

MEDORA: Some parting advice.

When the happiness fades...

and it will fade...

you must learn to lie much better than that.

- Medora!

- Rosie...

there is somethin’ that I’ve been wantin’ to say to you.

Well, uhm, ask, really.

Could we step outside, get some fresh air?

- Alright.

DOW: Great.

Uh, uhm.

Uhm.

I am, not as good with my words as Mister Roosevelt.

But, I’ve been thinkin’ about them, really hard

and uh, to come up with the right ones and uh,-

- Uh Wilmot-

DOW: No, please just,

let me- - ROSIE: Alright.

- Okay alright.

Okay.

Seven months back,

my uncle he,

he said to me "Wil,

we are going to Dakota"

and I said "Alright."

And I figured that we’d come out here, make some money,

have some fun, and go home.

And the thing is...

I don’t wanna go back.

I don’t wanna go anywhere if it means leaving you.

So-

So Rosie...

Will you marry me?

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- Where would we live?

- Wh-what?

ROSIE: If I marry you,

where would we live?

- Oh, uh, Elkhorn I suppose.

- All of us together?

You and me and

your uncle and Mister Roosevelt?

- Well, truth is...

I-I haven’t really thought about that.

One day, I’m gonna make a place of our own.

- A sod house?

- No, No.

A home.

Hey.

What is this?

I love you Rosie, it’s as simple as that.

- There’s nothin’ simple about this, Wil.

- What else is there to think about if we wanna be together?

Oh, it just seems uh, an easy choice.

- It’s not so easy when someone’s makin’ you choose.

- Wait, wait,

if I said somethin’ wrong I am so sorry,

I uh-

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- You said what you meant.

And it was real nice.

But,

if you’re askin’ me to choose right here, right now.

Then I’m sorry but I can’t marry you.

- Rosie- - I have to go.

DOW: Please, please...

Rosie!

[CRIES]

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- I suspect you would like to kill me.

Although to kill a man of my esteem...

would mean you would be hunted until the end of your days.

You may speak freely.

PADDOCK: How’s it feel...

Knowin’ Roosevelt bested us both at every turn?

- Shall I admit to you

I was wrong?

I shall.

But only in this regard:

I was wrong to misuse you, Paddock.

To not see your full potential.

In Algeria,

I commanded many fine soldiers.

Fierce men.

Effective men.

But not...

strategic.

A simpleton thinks only of wins and losses in battle.

A general, on the other hand...

thinks of winning the war.

And in good time.

After all, if Napoleon taught us anything...

You do not launch a war in the middle of winter.

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- Loiter too long and you’re gonna miss

your train this afternoon.

ROOSEVELT: Just wanted to see it one more time.

It’s a fine hunting lodge you built,

it’s a fine home.

- Yeah, well, I hope Mary sees it that way.

- How’s Dow this morning?

- He’ll be fine.

He’s from tough stock.

Broken plenty of bones, just

ain’t used to women breakin’ his heart yet.

Guess we all had a lot of lessons to learn out here.

And you, Theodore,

you find what you’re lookin’ for?

- I believe so.

- Good.

You can take it back with you.

Back to your daughter.

- Yes.

Yes indeed.

One more thing, before I depart.

It’s a matter of great importance.

I’m relieving you as manager of Elkhorn, Dow as well.

- How’s that now?

- I’ve drawn up new contracts.

You’ll both be promoted to partner,

with a share of the profits.

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- Well that’s uh,

that’s awful kind’a you.

- Out there on the roundup,

you claimed that I saved your life.

But you comin’ here the way that you did...

I can’t help but feel it was you who saved mine.

- Well...

Here’s hopin’ for a gentle winter.

- Well, it’s out of our hands now.

[TRAIN WHISTLE]

MEDORA: Seems I’ve caught the gentleman staring.

- Wintering in New York, then?

- And on to Paris.

Family obligations on such things.

And yourself Theodore?

- Something similar, I suppose.

MEDORA: I always find something

bittersweet on the ride back.

As if all of this were some great game,

none of it real,

like coming out of a dream.

- You think all of this was a game?

MEDORA: Dakota has its excitements.

But it is not the world.

Not our world, at least.

- You know that’s the difference,

between you and I.

You shed your skin when it suits you most.

In different places, in different company.

- And the politician does not?

- Whatever I may be, may I always be it.

And this place, well,

New York is the game.

This place is real.

As are the people who call Dakota their home.

Their lives, their struggles are...

as valid as any.

- Medora?

I have our tickets.

STATION MANAGER: All aboard the 3:15!

Fargo, St. Cloud, Minneapolis and Chicago!

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- Until our next round.

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[TRAIN WHISTLES]

[TRAIN CHUGS]

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[DOOR OPENS]

- Teedie...

- I’m home.

BAMIE: I scarcely recognized you.

They actually made a cowboy out of you didn’t they?

- Oh Bamie, there is so much that I want to tell you that

letters could not ever convey.

It has been...

quite, the adventure.

- In due course.

But for now,

there is somebody you’ll be wanting to see.

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[BABY COOING]

BAMIE: She looks like her mother.

ROOSEVELT: Yes, she’s beautiful.

BAMIE: She’s spirited,

joyful... stubborn.

She looks like her mother, but there is no doubt

she is her father’s daughter.

- Thank you, Bamie.

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[BABY LAUGHS]

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- Have you kept up on politics?

- I’ve tried to avoid them, yet

somehow they find a way back to my ear.

BAMIE: Quite something.

The Republicans losing the presidency so soundly.

ROOSEVELT: I did warn them about nominating such a blowhard.

BAMIE: They say the old guard is dead.

That the party is crying out for something new.

Someone new, someone who will stand up against corruption.

Who can bridge the East, and the West.

- Is this a pitch?

BAMIE: It’s a reason to stay.

I’ve heard your name spoken as a strong candidate for mayor.

- It’s not finished.

Elkhorn.

It barely lasted the year.

It won’t last another without me.

- You have another reason to stay.

A baby girl.

I love her Teedie,

as though she were my own.

After the loss of mother,

caring for Baby Lee has...

lifted my soul.

[SIGHS]

If you need to

return to your ranch in the spring,

I’ll continue to care for her.

Keep her happy.

While you finish what you started.

But for now?

Let’s spend the holidays as a family.

- Bamie.

What became of my room?

- It’s just as you left it.

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- Alice.

I went away.

I couldn’t stand being in this house a moment longer.

I went west.

To build...

something.

You’d love it.

Watching the sun rise over the badlands.

It’s beautiful.

And sad.

Our daughter is here.

She is...

so full of light.

Like her mother.

I didn’t know

if I would find my way back.

But I will always come back.

I promise you.

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Goodbye, my light.

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