Custer of the West
- G
- Year:
- 1967
- 143 min
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Charge!
Custer...
...General.
I didn't recognize you without
your hourse. Sit down.
Thank you, sir.
Lincoln wants us to write
personally...
...to the widow and
grieving mother. You knew...
...Major Bridge, didn't you?
- I did.
"As Commanding General,
I have the opportunity...
...to know your late husband
Major Bridges.
I was present at his death.
It may be of some comfort
to you to know that...
...he died as the coward he was,
with his back to the enemy...
...climbing a fence
to get away.
- What did you write?
- The usual, of course.
"He met his end unflinching...
...despite the severity
of his wounds...
...and sacrificed his life
so that others could live.
Etc, etc.
Phillip Sheridan.
Commanding General
Army of Potomac".
You're staying in the Army,
aren't you, Custer?
I like the life,
you know that.
You want me to find
a post for you...
...someplace lively,
interesting?
That's what am I here for,
General?
There's some Indians out west
that need killing.
That's a dirty job.
Not the sort of thing
that appeals to you, is it?
No.
No, you prefer a holy war.
The state of union.
Onward Christian soldiers,
free the slaves!
Well, I suppose
I can't blame you.
No one's gonna pin a medal
on you for killing Indians...
...and stealing their land.
- What's the matter?
I'm concerned about you,
son.
You're the only man I know...
...who reached the top
of his profession...
...and was on his way down
before he was 30.
What happens
to a boy General...
...when they don't need
anymore Generals?
I don't know.
Tell me!
Well, I suppose the boy general
should become...
...a boy farmer
or boy bank clerk, or...
How about a cowboy?
Oh, I forgot you, don't drink.
You didn't forget.
You just keep trying.
All right. I'll make a drunk
out of you yet.
General, you must have
something I'm right for.
I've got a few jobs here,
you can have your pick.
I guess you deserve it.
Occupation:
Garrison in Atlanta.
Soft life, sort or like
being a Prison Warden.
- No.
- Here's another one.
There's an arsenal up in
New York State, out of service.
They won't be making
any more guns...
...but its government property
so has to be protected.
I guess somebody's got
to make sure the kids...
...don't throw rocks
through the windows.
No!
All right.
Here's a job as Cavalry
Instructor with West Point.
Teaching the yahoos how
to get off and on a horse.
No, General, no.
- Well, what do you want?
- I want action!
That brings us back
to the Indians.
They're on the land and
we want it. Plain robbery.
You won't be able to tell
yourself you're fighting for...
...a noble cause. You know there
must be over a million of them.
You could be outnumbered
a hundred to one.
You'd be fighting against the
best legged cavalry in the...
...world and you'll have
to chase those devils...
...over the roughest
country in the world...
...desert, mountains,
prairies.
You know, Custer?
You could become...
...a living legend.
Or get yourself killed.
Dead men make
better legends.
It's up to you.
You want to go west?
Libby! Libby!
How come they didn't name
the boat after you?
Take the flowers, Libby.
Are you really a General, Ody?
You think I hired
this uniform?
It's true what everyone's
saying...
...you won the war
all by yourself.
No, I was only in 60 charges.
I know, I fought in every one
of them too...
...alone in bed every night.
You're not the only hero
in the family.
Did I tell you they built
a statue of you...
...outside the courthouse?
- How do I look?
Damned if he was getting off
that boat...
...10' tall.
I used to go out there every day
and sit beside you and knit.
And I climbed down
now and then?
- Where's your luggage?
- On the boat
You going somewhere?
The Dakota territory.
This time you're going with me.
Remember what the man said,
"for richer or poorer...
...for better for worse".
My bag's in there.
Have you got
a comfortable cabin?
General Sheridan
sent me a message.
This time we're in this thing
together, my friend.
Miners.
I warned 'em.
Is this show being
put on for us?
They're telling you,
General Custer.
Keep the settlers out the
Indian territory...
...and they'll handle things
themselves.
You seem to understand the
Indian point of view, Benteen?
Watch ahead!
Grab the stick, Charlie!
Try to steer it!
Try to steer it!
Turn to the left!
To the left, go on!
Hold it steady!
We're coming to a right!
Go on, watch it!
Watch it!
To the right!
To the right, hurry up!
Hold it, hold it!
Are you all right, Charlie?
Turn left!
To the right!
Go on, to the right!
To the left!
Go on, to the left!
Hold steady,
Turn right, Charlie!
We're coming to a right!
To a right!
Hurry up, to the right!
To the left, go on,
to the left!
To the left,
hold steady!
To the left!
Now, to the right!
To the right!
To the left, go on!
Hurry up, to the left!
Hold steady!
Watch ahead, to the right!
To the right!
Now, to the left!
To the left!
Watch it!
Dismount the men,
prepare to fire.
The Indians are well within
their rights, Sir.
The treaty gives them the
authority on their territory.
Dis-mount!
Fire!
All right, the Indians
are out of range.
Stop wasting your ammunition.
De-sist!
Atten-tion!
Present sabres!
Mayor Reno reporting, sir.
Welcome to the fort.
- Troops ready for inspection.
- Thank, you, Major.
I hope the parade
met with your approval, sir.
- Very good, one observation.
- Sir?
You only play
Hail to the Chief...
...for the President
of the United States.
- I'll have that corrected, Sir.
- Thank you. Dismiss the men.
Yes, sir.
Order! Left!
- Benteen.
- Dismiss the troops, Sergeant.
Atten-tion!
Troops dis-missed!
Why'd you join the Army,
Captain?
Come in, Major Reno.
Just asking the Captain here
why he joined the Army.
Sit down.
You're a crusader, ain't you?
Serve the Union.
Now you want to serve
the world.
Well, that's not the kind
of Army I'm gonna run.
Yes, sir.
Now, Major, what made you
choose the military way of life?
Well, sir, I was born into it.
I came from a long line
of professional soldiers.
My father fought
with Andy Jackson...
...and my brother
was at the Alamo.
Your father a drunk, too.
I'd like to remind you sir, that
I'm an officer and a gentleman.
I was wondering, Major,
if you come from...
...a long line of drunkards?
By the way, that parade of
yours out there, that was...
...the most stupid
miserable parade...
...I ever saw in all my life.
How many drinks
did you have today, Major?
One or two.
Can't remember?
I can tell you why
you joined the Army.
It was because the Army
gave you a home.
Because blind or sober...
...know matter how much
he drinks...
...you're entitled
to the saloon...
...you're entitled to the
respect of every officer...
...and man under
your command.
Major, there's no law
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