One Little Indian Page #5
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- Year:
- 1973
- 90 min
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to the reservation,
the army will grab him
for sure.
They'll need a home for him.
I ran onto this widow woman up in
the mountains where we stopped.
She had a little daughter.
They were headed toward Colorado.
Her name is Doris mciver.
Now?
Just a minute.
Uh, one minute, please.
I want you to know that I'll do
everything I can to find that boy.
Thank you.
You...
would you, uh, like me
to go up there with you?
It's funny.
I memorized whole books of words
to say at a time like this.
I just can't remember
any of them.
I've had to live with this
for a long time, chaplain.
I won't need any words.
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Hold on!
Look out! Run on the porch!
Get out of the way!
Get keyes!
- Clint!
- Here, mark!
- Let's go, mark!
- Hey, you! Come here!
Go, Rosie!
Let's get after him!
Gotcha! You're not gettin'
away this time! Come on!
G'yup there! G'yup!
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Hyah!
Come on! Come on! Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Come on, Rosie! Hyah! Hyah!
Move! Let's go!
Ho.
Sergeant, that camel's
faster than the horses.
Never gonna catch 'em this way.
Gimme that Springfield!
On the double!
Missed.
Let's get back to the fort.
Rose, come on, now.
You can outrun 'em. Come on,
don't quit on me now, Rosie.
Come on, Rosie. Don't quit...
All right, Rosie. Easy.
Okay, okay, girl.
Okay. I ain't going anyplace.
It's all right, girl.
I know he's in the guardhouse, John.
I ordered him put there.
If you think you're taking him back
to the chapel, you can forget it.
No. Only temporarily, sir.
Now, I have an idea...
John, you...
excuse me, captain.
It's urgent.
I need fresh horses and more men.
Sergeant...
he outrun us, sir,
but he can't keep runnin'.
When he stops to rest, why, we'll jump him.
There'll be no more horses.
No more men.
Your manhunt is over.
Sir, you read
general crook's orders.
General crook's orders call for
the hanging of corporal keyes.
A noose was placed
around his neck,
the trap was sprung,
the man was hung.
It is my personal view, sergeant,
that corporal keyes...
Has more than paid for his
misdeeds, such as they were.
I have no intention of hanging a
man twice for the same crime.
Dismissed, sergeant.
Tell him I won't
give him any trouble.
I came to tell you you're free.
I don't think I understand.
Well, the captain says you've
been hung once already anyway.
He's sending that patrol
back onto general crook.
That's mighty good news,
reverend.
Real good news.
Uh, reverend, what about mark?
Oh, he's fine.
I brought your things.
Look, if the cavalry
doesn't want me,
is there any reason
why I can't see the boy?
Well, he's a ward of the army.
I'm supposed to, uh,
find a home for him.
I told you about
that Mrs. Mciver.
The home he really
wants is with you,
only he's afraid
that you don't want him.
That ain't true. I offered to take
him with me once. He knows that.
Yes, but was that because you wanted
him or because you just had no choice?
Well, things
were different then.
Look, how do you truly feel
about the boy now?
Well, I don't know if anybody will
trust me with my record and all,
but if I could have the boy,
reverend, well,
you bet I want him.
We do good, huh, Clint? Yeah,
you did just great. Just great.
gettin' on back.
This, uh, arrangement
was my decision.
I might have some explaining
to do to the captain.
Thank you, chaplain.
Thanks for everything.
That's all right.
She's dead.
Yeah, well...
she wasn't much to look at.
Pure impossible to
get along with, but...
She saved both our lives
more than once.
You know,
there near the end,
I think she...
Even kind of enjoyed hatin' me.
Well, maybe
a little anyway, huh?
Clint. Yeah?
When you take me
to see blue feather?
Well, how about next summer?
We'll go visit her on the
reservation, the both of us.
After we go to Mexico?
Yeah, well, Mexico, uh...
you know, seein' how
I'm a free man,
I've been thinking
maybe we could, um,
oh, run up maybe to...
Mountain creek, Colorado,
someplace like that instead.
What do you think?
All right, come on.
Well, looks like we're back
to ridin' double again.
Come on, thirsty.
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