Broken Arrow Page #5

It is a terrible wrong.

It cannot be allowed.

Nothing's changed.

Go to Tucson.

Return in ten days.

I ask you to forgive me that one

of my people broke my word.

Nahilzay.

In battle I have had no one like you.

Our lives were often mixed.

It is ended. You have

betrayed our people.

I went back to Tucson and

studied General Howard.

Before our return I learned to

respect the Christian General.

I prayed that a decent peace

would come from this.

I wanted it for my country...

...for Cochise and his people...

...and I wanted it because

I loved a girl.

I am told it is permitted to visit.

For a short time only.

My mother is inside the wickiup.

You will sit there...

...and I will keep sitting here...

...for we must not even

touch our hands.

During the days I...

...I am very busy now. I prepare

my clothes for the wedding.

I must build a special wickiup

for our honeymoon...

...away from everybody.

Our honeymoon, Tom!

I must also build the wickiup

we will live in.

In all this my mother

helps me and teaches me...

...and I try to do as I...

...I think she did when

she was a girl.

And she couldn't have done it neater.

What is that? What does it mean?

That's something Americans say.

It means that I love you and

I'll honor your parents.

You understand, Cochise,

about the signing of this map.

I will place my name upon yours...

...you will place

your mark upon mine.

What is this signing?

This is proof for all people of

any agreement that is made.

It is as we agreed yesterday.

You will explain it to the others.

The peace conference had been

going on for four days...

...and we were asked to approach

the meeting place.

We finally met the most important

men of the Apache tribes.

They had come from Arizona

and New Mexico...

...they would decide with Cochise

whether there would be peace.

My white brother

will tell you something.

I have in my hand here a map.

This is a sort of picture writing.

It shows the Apache territory,

fifty thousand square miles...

...that you have agreed upon.

This map will go back

to Washington...

...were the Chief of all

the white men lives.

If you make a treaty of peace...

...this will be part of that treaty.

If we make peace with

the Americans...

...can we still raid the Mexicans?

There cannot be war against

the Mexicans either.

Let the white eyes...

Wait. We will talk of

this by ourselves.

Now is the time only for questions.

If the chief of the white men

dies, what will follow?

His word is a bond on

the chief who follows him.

Do others wish to speak?

I have a question.

Suppose some white man wants

yellow iron and he comes into our land.

Can we kill him?

He should be captured and

given to our military.

Then he will be judged and punished.

What if he resists capture until

he has killed one of my men?

If a white man kills an Indian on

your territory we will hung him.

That will be something

for Cochise to see.

Who else?

You will go now.

I will bring you our decision.

I trust none of it.

Four days ago we were given

our territory on a piece of paper.

Today we cannot go into Mexico.

The American General says no.

Already our territory is smaller.

Where will we get horses if not by

taking them from the Mexican?

The government will give us cattle.

We will raise and trade them.

The answer of a woman.

I am not afraid.

I speak from my heart.

You speak well.

Speak more.

Apaches are not

grandmothers to cattle.

Cochise now fears battle and

is ready to surrender.

It is not this false peace

we need but a new chief.

Now I say this.

The American keep cattle but

they are not soft or weak.

Why should not the Apache

be able to learn new ways?

It is not easy to change but

sometimes it is required.

The Americans are growing stronger...

...while we are growing weaker.

If a big wind comes,

a tree must bend...

...or be lifted out by its roots.

I will make a test of

it for three moons.

I break the arrow.

I will try the way of peace.

I will give my word to the

American General tonight.

Those who stay with me

must keep my word.

Let all others walk away.

They are no longer my brothers.

If more walk away than stay...

...then I will no longer

be your chief.

I walk away.

I walk away.

I walk away.

I walk away.

I walk away.

I walk away.

Who else comes?

Who else comes?

Who else?

Take your women, your children...

...your horses, your weapons.

Leave our territory.

I leave you my name also.

Now I am ashamed to be a Chiricahua.

I will take the name Mexican

enemies have given me.

The Whites will learn it...

...and you will learn it.

From now on...

...I am Geronimo!

If Geronimo or his followers come

to this territory again...

...let them come with weapons.

I am worried.

They're taking a long time...

...too long.

I am worried too.

This is delicious. What is it?

Pony. In you honor, General.

Pony? What kind of meat's that?

A pony is a small horse, General.

We will try this peace.

But there must be a waiting time...

...a time for testing. Three moons.

Why is it needed?

The white man has not kept

a peace in the past.

- Three month armistice.

- It's a good idea.

The first stone.

For every day without war

there will be another.

When 3 moons have passed,

the pile will be high.

Then we will place a white flag

on it and there will be peace.

My heart is glad, Cochise.

I am not yet glad.

To talk a peace is not hard.

To live it is very hard.

I will wait three moons to be glad.

Not everyone was happy

about the treaty.

Some still thought Cochise

was a liar and a murderer...

...and peace impossible

until he was dead.

But the 90 days of

the armistice began.

I saw things that never

happened before.

Near Fort Grant...

...a cavalry patrol passed

some Apaches.

They didn't talk...

...they didn't pretend

they'd become friends.

But they didn't shoot.

Two days later the first coach

in five years left Tucson.

I rode with it on my way

back to the Stronghold.

Where's that water

you said we came to?

Right down below.

That's where I'll leave you.

Time to stretch, gents.

I can believe a fellow

can ride here...

...with his liver not turned white.

Yeah. A fellow can even think about

settling down and getting married.

Take cover!

What are you shooting at?

I saw something move.

Save your ammunition!

Blast you and that murdering Cochise

both. We'll be slaughtered.

Shut up!

Keep down under cover, everybody!

Now listen to me.

This isn't Cochise.

It's a band of renegade Indians.

There're a few of them

or they'd be rushing us.

They're very badly armed too.

What they want is our guns.

Well, we're pinned here.

They're waiting for night.

So what do we do?

Wait to be butchered in the dark?

Shut up!

Who's a good shot?

I'm not bad. Here.

When I yell, you and this fellow

start firing into the hill.

Lonergan, you cover the bank.

I'm coming upstream.

- What do you do?

- Send smoke signals.

All right, start shooting!

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