North West Mounted Police Page #2

a rattle for that timing.

The baby arrived hours ago.

-Then you get the rattle.

-You rattle me enough as it is.

Hold still Niska.

Roll up my sleeve Ekawe.

l will.

How can you deliver a baby,

set a broken leg and look

lovelier than a Christmas

calendar all at once?

You're quite a picture yourself,

you'd look good in a golf frame.

-Better in the same frame.

-Let's make it a family album.

Let's water the horses. We must

get Duroc's message on the wire.

Right.

When you look at Ronnie even

his hair stands to attention.

There's a contrary streak

in the Logan breed.

-We just know our own minds.

-You don't know your own heart?

-l don't intent to listen to it.

-You will.

You're leg will be just as straight

as sergeant Bret's back.

-Tell you what our plans are...

-Jim!

l've been transferred to

Nova Scotia.

Nova Scotia?

What's that's where

codfish grow, isn't it?

Orders are orders

in my branch of the service too.

Niska! You mustn't eat that.

Your tummy will turn to stone.

Like your heart.

-l just don't understand.

-You'll never understand Jim.

Until something

beats you to your knees.

Don't get yourself

all over plastered.

-You love me.

-You see?

You don't ask.

You just make statements.

Well, do you love me?

l might but l don't want to.

Help me, will you?

You're fine and right for yourself

and for the service but

-anyway, l'm leaving.

-Running away?

-l'm no heroine.

-All Anglican nurses are heroines.

l don't want to be bravely

smiling goodbye to my husband

every time he puts down

a rebellion or

goes on patrol to the North Pole.

l just wouldn't let him.

When do you leave?

-Next month.

-We'll see.

Anything in the regulations about

you always getting your woman?

No, but there should be.

l gave the horses some water.

Have some yourself.

l'll be there in a minute.

l wish you'd think what it

means to us if you leave.

l'll have plenty of time

to think in Nova Scotia.

Sure. What's time to a codfish?

But l'll track you.

To Nova Scotia, Afghanistan...

or anywhere, because l still

think we belong in the same frame.

Niska, do you think l'm a fool?

So do l.

You'll make somebody

a good wife someday.

ln the meantime we'll need you

as a Mounted Police scout.

Duroc is my very good friend.

Nearly every night for 30 years

we've played pinnacle together.

You can't be on both sides.

McDuff, you don't scout

for the Redcoats?

-You don't turn against me.

-My father was a Highlander.

They helped knit the Empire together

and l'll have no hand in

unraveling it.

The inspector will swear you in

at Fort Carlton in the morning Tod.

24 hours Jim.

You and me,

like brothers Tod.

Aye, that we are.

But l cannot fight against the Queen.

Flesh of the snake.

Blood of the skunk!

You don't fight with us,

maybe you don't fight with nobody.

lt would twist my soul

to fight against you Dan.

But l cannot fight

against the Queen.

-Jerry.

-Yes?

Cover up for me after mess.

l've gotta get out.

Next time tell that klootch

to bring a friend.

Ottawa can't possibly act

on these demands in 24 hours.

B0 atoche will boil over

and scald half of Canada.

Rotten business.

lf the lndians rise they'll be

blood from here to Baffin Bay.

Come on!

Gates closing for the night!

Everybody out.

Civilians outside the stockade!

Get going, Uncle Blue Owl.

-Come on. Come on.

-Hurry it up there.

Hurry it up.

-Where can l find the head man?

-Headquarters over there.

Keep moving. Everyone out.

Hey you!

Who's that? Gabriel?

No civilians allowed in

the stockade after retreat, mister.

-You'll have to come back tomorrow.

-Thanks.

Hold him for me, will you soldier?

He's part bull and don't like red.

A man from Texas, sir.

My name's Dusty Rivers sir,

Texas Rangers.

l landed up here following

a man we're after for murder.

Orderly, tell sergeant Bret

l want him.

Yes, sir.

Ranger's commission.

Commissioner's deputy,

United States Marshal

and here's my O. K.

from your Regina office.

-l've heard of your organization.

-Thanks. We heard of yours too.

Thank you.

You come at rather a difficult time.

Sergeant Bret, this is Mr. Rivers

of the Texas Rangers.

Howdy.

Texas did you say?

-Texas, is a United State.

-Yes, sir.

The Rangers are a organization

rather like our own

in some respects.

Yes, sir.

He's here on a police errand.

See that he's fed, billeted,

and offered a bath.

Then help him fill out

the proper forms.

Very good, sir.

That's mighty hospitable of you

but l want to get started...

This way please.

They say Riel

is gonna try it again.

Look out, l'm not Riel.

l tried a lot of times

l never got anywhere.

-Low bridge there Slim.

-Place wasn't built for a giraffe.

Gentlemen!

This is Mr. Rivers of

the Texas constabulary.

-Rangers.

-Hello, constable!

Another criminal has leaked out

of the US and he's after him.

You can sleep in that

collapsible mantrap, sheriff.

Attention, to roll call.

-Constable Ackroyd.

-Here.

-Adams.

-Cameron.

-Douglass.

-Fyffe.

-Herrick.

-Judson.

-Kent.

-Kennedy.

-On patrol.

-Harder than rock but for your head.

-Lane.

-Logan.

Logan?

He was slightly overheated

and went out to get some air.

Ronnie!

-Why you be so late?

-l was put on potato patrol.

lf this potato is other woman...

l eat your heart out.

l was pealing one million potatoes

just because l talked

to you in Batoche.

Then maybe l don't eat your heart.

l just keep him here,

inside my heart.

Suits me molasses.

-Here. Want this for a padlock?

-Ronnie!

This lock both our hearts together.

Put it on for me please.

What's that?

Get!

lf that wicked sentry finds you

your cute little pelt

will be nailed to the barn door.

Ronnie, maybe police

no let me come Fort no more.

-Why?

-My father, he come back.

Who's your father?

He's very bad medicine.

l remember long ago

he cooked bear meat on stick

give me piece in my hand.

Well l'll tell you

what we'll do.

l won't bite him

if he doesn't bite me.

Please,

you don't let my father

bust us up!

Listen you little wild cat.

You're the only real thing for me.

Nobody, nothing could ever

make me let you go.

l love you so terrible bad

l feel good.

l'll be pealing potatoes

the rest of my life for this.

-Douglass, a hand will you?

-Of course.

Mother and child,

both doing nicely.

What do you ride in Texas?

Elephants?

They come in handy if you

break a wheel on your wagon.

An uncle of mine visited Texas once.

Sir William Wade,

perhaps you've met him.

We hung a fellow

named Bill Wade.

That probably was not Sir William.

No!

Advise me what time Logan get in.

Good night Sheriff.

Revelly is at six o'clock.

-Re- what?

-Oh Revelly.

You fellows are pretty fancy!

Having ltalian food for breakfast.

Doesn't your organization

rise by bugle call?

Sure! We blow Rev...

Oh! You mean Revelry.

lt's been waking him up every

morning and he can't pronounce it.

Any more than you can eat it.

We'll get your man for you.

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