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that strengthen

our bond with Him.

If I did not have faith,

what would I have?

By knowledge

shall the chambers be filled

with all precious

and pleasant riches.

A wise man is strong...

I will seek it yet again.

Be not thou envious

against evil men

and neither desire

to be with them.

For their heart

studieth destruction,

and their lips talk

of mischief.

You can take your leave.

Yes, sir.

I ain't never killed a man

before, Sergeant.

That was my first.

Is that so?

How do you feel?

Strange.

And not in a good way.

To just...

take another man's life

like that.

How'd you feel

when you killed your first?

(SIGHS)

It was so long ago.

How old were you?

I was 14.

I was fighting

for the Grays.

You know, if you sign up

to be a soldier...

it's your job.

But if you don't do your job,

then you're lying

in a heap like DeJardin.

And you remember that.

You know,

I've killed everything

that's walked or crawled.

Men.

Women. Children.

All colors.

If you do it enough...

you get used to it.

It doesn't mean a thing.

That's what I'm afraid of.

What you don't get

used to is...

Is losing men.

I've lost a lot of men.

(GUNSHOT)

METZ:

Is that them?

Yep.

And they ain't gonna bother us

no more, either.

Come on!

(GROANS)

Tommy.

I do not like being humiliated

and I'll tell you right now,

you ever fall asleep

on watch again,

and it'll be you

hanging from a tree.

You f***ing

hear me, Sergeant?

Everyone deserves

their kill, Joe.

Even them.

Let's go to Winslow.

ROSS:
Well, I'll be

a son of a b*tch.

JOE:

Hello, Ross.

How the hell are you, Joe?

-I've been better.

-You never looked it.

He's barely hanging on.

Need to get him

to the infirmary.

Corporal.

You're all right, Henry.

-Look after this man.

-Thank you, Corporal.

You run into

some trouble, huh?

Trouble's been trailing us

since we left Fort Berringer.

Kidder,

you see to DeJardin's body.

-Yes, sir.

-Ross,

this is Mrs. Rosalie Quaid.

-Colonel McCowan.

-Ma'am.

Mrs. Quaid lost her kit.

Is the sutler's store open?

Mmm-hmm. I'll have Minnie

look after her.

All right, I have no idea

what a dress costs--

-Hey, keep your money.

-If you need--

Thank you, Ross.

I'll go check on them.

Can I help you down, ma'am?

MINNIE:
Those folks

in the Indian Bureau

ought to come out here

and spend a few weeks

at Fort Winslow

or on a reservation.

The sickness,

the starvation,

the conditions

those poor souls

have to live under

is nothing short of inhumane.

Come out here,

they'd understand.

I'm afraid my wife has become

a champion of the oppressed.

Don't pretend you don't

agree, Ross McCowan.

Don't let him fool you.

It just riles me the way

the government treats them,

that's all.

They're human beings.

They deserve to be

treated as such.

And need I mention

they were here first?

-That'll do--

-That they're dispossessed

at our hand.

-And have received nothing.

-That's enough!

(EXHALES)

I will...

You suppose that, um...

You could put up Mrs. Quaid?

Until the-- until the stage

comes through?

I'd love to, but the stage

stopped running

six months ago.

Stopped?

They couldn't make

a go of it.

Hmm.

There's the supply train,

but it won't be here

until Christmas.

Well, Mrs. Quaid,

I'm sure that you...

Would be comfortable

until then.

Until Christmas.

Christmas?

Mmm.

I suppose so.

I...

I suppose I have no choice.

You're more than welcome

to stay.

I'm sure we'll find plenty

to keep you occupied.

Thank you, Minnie.

Cigar?

I want to ask

a favor of you.

I've got a prisoner who needs

escorted to Fort Pierce.

I didn't want

to say over supper,

but now that you're headed

in that direction,

I was wondering

if maybe you could

veer off a little bit

and deposit him for me.

Why all the way to Pierce?

That's where

he deserted from.

Going back

to face the courts.

-For what?

-Murder.

Chopped up a whole

hostile family with an ax.

They say it was

a hell of a sight.

I'll take him for you.

-You're sure?

-Mmm.

Listen, I'll understand

if you don't want to carry

that kind of burden.

(SIGHS)

Ross, I've been carrying

that kind of burden

for some time now.

(NOTES PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

(COUGHING)

WOODSEN:

Morning, Captain.

(SIGHS)

JOE:

Morning.

How you holding up?

All right.

Well, if I don't breathe.

Well then, don't breathe.

(CHUCKLES)

Could be worse.

Could have ended up

like Frenchie.

As you well know...

death rides on every hand.

In this case,

a kind provenance

is watching over you.

It don't feel right.

It don't feel right

not helping you

finish what we started.

Feels like

I let you down, Joe.

You never

let me down, Henry.

You never let me down.

Not one time.

(WOODSEN GASPING)

You're always...

Centered. Focused.

Without you on my flank,

likely would have met my fate

a long time ago.

That's the truth.

I hate to do this,

but might be

the last time I see you.

It's been a real honor, Joe.

Serving under you.

Ain't many a man

that would have taken me in.

I won't soon forget it.

You're a good man, Joe.

I'd take you in

a hundred times over, Henry.

There's no finer soldier.

And I'm telling you,

your daddy would have been

proud of you.

(SHIVERS)

All right.

Any luck,

we'll meet down the road.

(SNIFFS)

-Henry?

-(SNIFFLES)

Take care of yourself.

Yes, sir.

ROSALIE:

You've been truly generous.

I can't thank you enough

for your hospitality.

MINNIE:
It's been

our absolute pleasure, dear.

And please, you take very

good care of yourself,

will you?

I'll try.

Captain.

I know I'm an inconvenience,

but I would rather

be with you

than just about anybody

right now.

-Kidder.

-Yes, sir?

Saddle up a horse

for Mrs. Quaid.

Right away, sir.

ROSS:

Good morning, Joe.

-Morning, Ross.

-I trust you slept well?

Never better.

-Sergeant Malloy.

-Captain.

-Sergeant.

-One of our finest.

He'll be taking your prisoner

to Fort Pierce.

Thank you for these.

It was very thoughtful of you.

(SPEAKING CHEYENNE)

You honor...

By wearing.

Elk Woman.

(SPEAKING CHEYENNE)

-And this is Narcos.

-ROSS:
Where's Thomas?

MALLOY:

Collecting Wills, sir.

-Colonel.

-Corporal.

Captain Blocker.

It's an honor

to meet you, sir.

Godspeed.

When I seen it was you who was

to escort me,

I said, "Goddamn, Phil,

"your luck's

finally turned."

It has turned,

hasn't it, Joe?

You remember Wounded Knee,

don't you?

When we slaughtered

them Reds something good?

Yeah, I remember.

I thought you would.

I mean,

how could you forget?

We was on your flank

all day long.

I carried a dispatch to you

from Colonel Reno.

Mmm.

To tell you the truth,

I didn't think

we were gonna get out alive.

But watching you work

them Lakota

and the other belligerents,

it was a sight to behold.

Must have been

how Custer had done it.

No.

Custer didn't do it.

He met his end,

as you well know.

Yeah, but still...

That old chief over there,

he was...

He was there that day, too.

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