Buffalo Bill Page #6

Shoot, Bill.

You're still fond of me,

aren't you, Powder Face?

I've never known him to be wrong.

But you can't stay here.

I can go wherever you are.

Once I made the mistake of leaving you.

But I'm a man on a wooden horse.

You saw for yourself tonight.

You wouldn't be on a wooden horse...

...if you'd go back

to the people who know you.

You don't belong

in this crowded ugliness.

Bill, let's go West tomorrow.

I'll never go until I can look

an Indian in the face.

But you're all alone.

What can you do for the Indians here?

I don't know.

But I know that here

is where it's got to be done.

Don't forget, aim at the jet

of water right under the ball...

...and squeeze, don't pull.

Good shot.

Nice shot. You got an eye

like an Indian.

Bill, what are Indian kids like?

What do they do?

- Do they have to go to school?

- They go to school.

- But not inside.

- Do they learn arithmetic?

No, they learn to ride

and fish and hunt and swim.

- I wish I was an Indian.

- Tell us about it, Buffalo Bill.

Well, it's kind of hard

to tell about them, but...

...if you kids could see

300 of them on galloping ponies...

...with feathers flying,

you'd never forget it.

Three hundred Indians charging

as they rode at War Bonnet Gorge.

It's a colossal idea and

by the Lord Harry, we'll do it.

- Ned! What brought you back?

- Love for you, my boy.

I know promoters who'd pay

for that idea.

- What'll we do with Indians in the city?

- Put them in a show.

The greatest show the world ever saw.

Indians, 300, 500, 1000 of them!

Cowboys, troopers, stagecoach,

buffalo, riding, roping.

If the East won't go

to the West, kiddies...

...we'll bring the West to the East!

Almost overnight,

Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show...

...captured the public's imagination.

He brought the Western frontier

and the Indians to New York.

The city folks saw for themselves

the true pioneer spirit of the West.

As the years passed by, he toured

the world and was acclaimed by all.

Presidents shook his hand,

queens and prelates gave him gifts...

...and children the world over

gave him their love.

Because the most lasting

of all is the fame...

...passing from one generation

to another...

...his name came to typify to all of us

frontiers and freedom...

...adventure and fair play...

...the spirit of the West.

A great performance.

It was bully, bully!

Ladies and gentlemen...

...the show which you

have seen tonight...

...has lived a long time...

...because it found

a place in your hearts.

But now...

...the time has come to say,

not "good night"...

...as on former occasions...

...but goodbye.

Hand in hand...

...my wife and I are returning

to our home in the West.

To the sunset.

And so...

...my little comrades up in the gallery...

...and you grownups,

who used to sit there...

...I wanna thank you

from the bottom of my heart...

...for all you've meant to me.

Goodbye.

God bless you.

And God bless you too, Buffalo Bill!

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