One Little Indian

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Bring the rope.

Get on your feet, keyes.

You gotta give him one thing, sergeant.

He's a gambler.

No gamble when you got nothing to lose.

Put it on him.

Come on, gambler.

If I can't trust you on a horse,

you're gonna have to walk.

Start getting used to that

rope around your neck.

Get that rope off of him.

Put him back on his horse.

Corporal! Let 'em rest!

Down. Sit down. Rest.

Sergeant Raines, sir.

Lieutenant cummins of

Stewart's troop, fort dorado.

- Where you headed, sergeant?

- We're escorting a prisoner to general crook's command.

Your prisoner looks a little

worse for wear, sergeant.

- What happened to you, soldier?

- I fell off my horse.

He tried to make a break for it three times, sir.

I can sure use another man.

Well, I'm sorry, sergeant.

I can't spare one.

We're still two days from dorado. You

can reach the general by tomorrow.

Yes, sir. Good luck.

Move him out, schrader.

About face!

Left face!

Order, arms!

Platoon, dismissed!

Lieutenant cummins reporting, sir,

with 19 hostiles. Cheyenne, sir.

This far South,

in apache country?

I ran onto them

just north of Santa Fe.

Their braves must be dead

or on a reservation, I guess.

You guess?

Well, lieutenant, that's just

what we needed for Christmas.

Some of the men are gonna

have to miss the holidays,

taking this crew to

the Cheyenne-arapaho agency.

You'll be in charge

of the detail.

That's all. Yes, sir.

Have the doctor examine them.

He can set up a quarantine

tent outside if it's needed.

And let the rest sleep in

the old barracks. Yes, sir.

Corporal, move them out

over the barracks!

Right this way.

You people, move over this way.

Right this way.

All right, spread 'em out.

Spread 'em out. Sit 'em down here

on the porch. All along here.

Sit down. Sit.

Mail call! Mail call!

Mail call!

Hey, terrific! Let's go!

All right, now.

I'm gonna look at you one at a time.

Nothing to be afraid of.

You understand?

Any of you sick, we're

gonna try to help you.

Will you stand up here, please?

Go get him.

Open your shirt, please.

Will you open your shirt.

Oh, not like that. What's

the matter with you?

Smith, w.G. Here.

Hicks. Carter.

Right here. Here.

Phillips. Here.

Springer. Yo.

Miller. Here.

Carlisle. Yo.

O'brien. Murphy. Hey.

Yo. Johnson.

Here.

Here's one for you, Wheeler.

Simpson. Yo.

Anderson. Anderson.

He's on duty.

Hey, come back here! Here, doc.

Hey, what's going on? Hey,

boy, give me that horse.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Give me your hand. Never mind me.

Get the kid.

- Come back here, fella.

- You men,

get after those mules.

Come back here.

Give me a hand here, Murphy.

Come here, you.

Hey, kid, come here. Look out.

Stop him, chaplain.

Son, come on back.

He's a real wildcat, he is.

He's white, sir.

I'm not blind, sergeant.

Come on. Get down from there.

The guardhouse is empty, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

- Then lock him up.

- You can't just sentence him to the guardhouse.

I am not sentencing him, John.

But I gotta put him someplace

while I figure out...

What to do with him.

I suppose there's no chance

of finding his parents.

None at all, John.

He's probably one of those captured by the

Cheyenne after the sand creek massacre.

Indians raised him

as a member of the tribe.

What I mean, sir, is

I-I'd like to take him.

He'll have to be kept

under lock and key.

I want him out of the way when we send

those others to the reservation next week.

Yes, sir, I understand.

All right.

I'll hold both of you

responsible.

Yes, sir.

Well, come on, son.

Come on, you.

You're being given a name.

Do you understand?

Dearly beloved, none can

enter the kingdom of God,

except he be regenerate and born

anew of water and the holy ghost.

Who speaks for this child?

Sergeant.

Uh, I do.

Dost thou in the name of the

child renounce the devil...

And all his works?

I do.

- The child's name?

- Mark.

I baptize thee... Mark...

In the name of the trinity.

From this day forward,

you'll be known as mark...

To all men.

Kindly light amid

the encircling gloom

lead thou me on

the night is dark

and I am far from home

lead thou me on

keep thou my feet

I do not ask to see

the distant scene

one step enough

for me

amen

you men can put out

your candles now.

During the offertory,

we'll sing "silent night."

Silent night

holy night

all is calm

all is bright

round yon virgin

mother and child

holy infant so

tender and mild

sleep in heavenly peace

sleep in heavenly peace

silent night

holy night

Shepherds quake

at the sight

glories stream

from heaven afar

heavenly hosts sing

alleluia

Christ the savior is born

Christ the savior is born

you look for Cheyenne?

He can't have gone far. You check over there.

I'll look on this side.

Did you see the boy come out?

No, sarge.

Ho.

Hyah! Let's go.

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.

Boy.

Let me see that arm.

Ah, that's not too bad.

Come on. We'll put

something on it.

All right, now sit down there.

I'll get you some water.

Oh, shut up, you rotten,

no good piece of...

here. Drink some of this.

Don't overdo it. Slowly.

Got some carbolic in here.

I can promise you, it's gonna

hurt you more than it will me.

Give me that arm.

That ought to keep it

from festerin', anyway.

That military disaster

over there,

we call rosebud.

You can call her Rosie,

if you've a mind to.

Shut up.

Give me that gun.

I said give me that gun before

I break it over your backside.

All right, I shot you.

Now we're even.

Next time you use a Winchester,

you just make sure there's a

cartridge in the chamber, huh?

What's your name?

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Mark.

Mark? Mark what?

Just mark.

I'm Clint keyes.

What are you doing out here all by your lonesome?

Where are your folks?

Can't leave you

out here by yourself.

I'll take you

as far as those mountains.

Then I'm heading South,

to Mexico.

You understand that, boy?

That's the thirstiest critter I ever saw.

He don't even know he's a camel.

Thirsty?

Appears to me

he answered to that.

I been looking for a handle for him.

Come here, thirsty.

Come here. Come on.

Ah, camels don't cotton

to me too much.

Why don't you call him.

Here, thirsty.

Come here, thirsty.

Seems like he knows

who he is when you say it.

All right. Down. Come on.

Coosh, coosh, coosh.

Coosh. Down. Coosh. Coosh.

Most miserable animal

I ever saw.

What I need is a good horse.

Come on over here and get up.

There you go.

Okay. Clamp a jaw on that, huh?

Up, Rosie. Up.

Up, up.

Two camels. Keyes here.

Small boy here also.

A small boy?

Girl, maybe.

Thirsty.

If thirsty can't keep up,

she'll have to go it alone.

Thirsty!

Now, who told you

to do that? Huh?

One more time, and you're

gonna be camel stew.

You're not lovable

and you're not ridable.

Maybe you're eatable.

Come on, thirsty.

Come on.

We'll go a little slower. First

decent place we find, we'll stop.

Come on. Bring it along.

Okay, Rosie. Let's do

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