Mohawk
[tense music]
[thud]
I can give you
100 of these.
Why do we need these?
To fight the Americans.
We have a treaty
with the Americans.
Lots of our people say that.
Then the Americans
Is that what
this man tells you?
This war is the Americans'
I promise you, my king
extends a chain of friendship.
He doesn't want your lands.
No.
He wants us to die for him.
You're already dying...
Wentahawi,
the Americans have scalped
eighty-seven Mohawk
this month!
to be eaten by the animals!
That was far from here.
Their Red House is nearby.
With at least
twenty armed men.
And more will come.
Trust me.
You have to stop them.
We can ask Uncle.
He'll listen.
He's living at the mission
while he hunts.
He won't be back for weeks.
If he sides with King George,
the Mohawk will follow.
More words
from your white man.
I have hunted with Calvin
for over three months,
Wentahawi.
He knows I am a man
of my word.
Boys like Calvin
will listen to any man
that promises him war.
We must act
or the Americans will kill us!
This Britisher
only wants to use your body
to protect him
from American rifles.
And to keep you both
warm at night!
[speaking Mohawk]
or your daughter.
How far have we come?
Half our whiskey,
give or take.
The sun is up.
Still no sign of Calvin.
He'll show up.
You know he doesn't
like to sleep alone.
My mother doesn't understand.
She's just cautious.
She's scared.
There's no room
for that anymore.
- [sighs]
- I'm going to miss this.
Then why leave?
My father is
a very important man.
He has plans for me there...
but I will miss
these magical trees.
[chuckles]
What about me and Calvin?
You must finish
what we've started.
I have faith in you...
and Calvin.
[chuckles]
[eerie music]
[thunder rumbles]
[groans]
Oh.
I can't drink like you.
No one can.
- [speaking Mohawk]
- Hmm?
I have to tell
you something.
Shh.
Someone's coming.
[panting]
Calvin.
We need to move!
[speaking Mohawk]
I killed them.
I killed them all.
Jesus. That was
a last resort, Calvin.
Oak!
Where are you going?!
This is bad, Calvin!
Someone has to
stop The Big Knives!
[speaking Mohawk]
You sound like your mother!
I am nothing
like my mother!
I want the demons
to leave and I will fight.
But you what you did,
Calvin, it was stupid.
Now we have to get back
and tell the people
we're at war.
They'll have to support me.
And if they don't, we'll go
upstream to find your uncle.
- [scoffs]
- Don't you speak for my family.
Nothing will happen to them.
I promise.
I had to do it, Oak.
They're going to kill us all
if we don't fight.
My mother's going
to kill us first.
If you mother
will not support us,
we need to get to your
uncle as soon as possible.
How far is it
to the mission...?
[whispers]
Oak?
Calvin?
Oak?
Nice, ain't it?
Whoa there, friend.
The name's Myles...
Myles Quincy Holt.
Look, I didn't mean
to frighten you.
You, uh...
You got a name?
- Joshua.
- Joshua?
Well, that in the Hell are
you doing out here, Joshua?
This is Injun land.
I live here.
Well, I'll be f***ed.
A white man...
livin' out here.
Jesus. Ain't you afraid
of getting scalped?
In my experience,
it's the white man
who does the scalping.
Now ain't the truth?
Do you, by any chance,
know George McFeely?
He's up in, uh...
Fort Niagara?
Well, I heard he got himself
thirty Injun scalps.
I can't say our
paths have crossed.
Me and my men...
we've been tracking an Injun.
You ain't seen one
runnin' this way,
have you, Joshua?
I haven't.
How many men
are you traveling with?
It's two of us.
Oh.
You just said "men."
No.
I don't believe I did.
It's just the two of you?!
[gun hammer clicks]
Sure thing, friend.
I... uh...
have to be on my way.
That's only my daddy.
He sure don't count.
We're all Americans here.
Tell your father
to stop moving!
Daddy...
friend here a little nervous.
Colonel Charles Hawkes,
if you please.
How many are you?!
Now, I'm surprised that a man
of your perceived heritage
would bear arms
against fellow patriots...
Well I'm well aware that
far too many allegiances
have been tested
this past year,
I can find no viable
circumstance
in which a man
would raise his weapon
against fellow Americans.
I've been killing
British for years.
This boy's a Redcoat.
Can't be, Colonel.
You know Redcoats
don't travel alone.
You're not alone,
are you... Joshua?
He's travelin' with Injuns!
Don't!
[gun shot]
[intense music]
[gun shots]
Flank him!
[gun shots continue]
They're over there!
They're over there!
[gun shot]
[screaming in pain]
We need to go!
I've almost got him!
Get down.
Over here.
Did you hear me?
Yeah, I can hear you.
Every Timber N*gger
for 100 miles can hear you.
You see anything?
Nothing.
They must have
gone the other way.
[sighs]
Oak.
[clicking tongue]
[speaking Mohawk]
They were scouts.
The rest are coming.
How?
I killed them.
Not all.
Why do you act
and not use your mind?
How far to the Longhouse?
[speaking Mohawk]
The Mission.
We must be fast.
[grunts]
[ghostly whisper]
Ista...
- Ista.
- Ista.
Wentahawi.
Calvin has done
a great thing.
[thud]
He's set...
This is your fault.
You put this
in their heads!
You need to talk
to the people!
They're gone!
Gone?
Gone where?
Into hiding.
Your father watched
the smoke all morning.
Our people will not
go to war.
We'll go to the Mission,
get Uncle and all the cousins.
- They'll help.
- It's too late for that!
Wentahawi, the Mohawk
can no longer stay neutral.
You must fight
or you will die.
No one should die
on such a lovely day.
She:
kon.I come in peace.
See?
What are you doing
so far away from home?
A great crime
was committed today...
against The Big Knives.
These children had
nothing to do with it!
Then why is your buck
covered in ash?
Stay where you are!
Ska:
na.The Great Father
in Washington
wants to know if the Mohawk
Howdy, Joshua.
Because of his
actions last night,
we must take the boy
to Fort George.
I assure you
he will face a fair trial.
I am no man's prisoner.
This is not an invitation.
- [whispers]
- Get ready.
No... Don't.
Yancy!
Tell these people
they are obstructing
This is not the way
good children behave!
Um...
I will drag that buck back
to Fort George by his teeth!
There will be no
bloodshed, Captain!
And I question your fitness
to command, Colonel.
That is mutiny!
Find your uncle.
[thud]
[gun fire]
Cease fire!
Cease fire!
Cease...
[gun shots continue]
Ugh!
[gasping]
[screaming]
Where's Yancy?!
Yancy!
We no longer require
a translator.
You're a soldier now.
Act like one.
I'm sorry, Captain.
It's Colonel.
I just received a promotion.
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