Susannah of the Mounties Page #3
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- 1939
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- Well, I, um-
Oh, you think I'm a freak, do you?
Come on.
Help me on.
Well, aren't you
going to help me?
Brave never help squaw.
You're not very polite, are you?
All right.
I'll get on by myself.
Oh!
Well, I could get on
if I had enough time.
You never ride horse.
You just papoose.
Papoose?
Don't you ever call me that again!
Stop grunting at me!
And you apologize too!
- Papoose.
- Ooh!
Ooh!
Where's Little Chief?
Didn't he wanna play?
Mr. Monty, do you know
what he called me?
A papoose!
That's Indian for " baby,'' isn't it?
- I'm afraid it is.
- I thought so.
- Excuse me.
- Wait a minute, Sue. Come here.
Come on. Sit down.
Let's talk this thing over.
I'm sure Little Chief
didn't mean to be rude.
Indians always treat their women
with a superior air.
- The women seem to like it.
- Well, I don't.
You know, even if he liked you a lot,
he'd act just the same.
You see, we're supposed to be much
more grown-up than they are.
There are some things
you just can't put up with.
Papoose!
But, uh, it's our job to understand them
and make allowances.
Would you like me
to make allowances for him?
He's our guest.
So, if you two had a little spat...
I think you oughta make a treaty
and smoke the pipe of peace.
All right.
I'll try.
I'll give him
one more chance.
- But only for your sake.
- That's right. For my sake.
I doubt if I can do much
with him though.
I've come to make allowances.
I didn't ever expect
to speak to you again.
But Mr. Monty says
I'm much more grown-up than you are...
and I should try
to understand you.
- So we'll smoke the pipe of peace.
- White squaw smoke?
Well, I, uh-
I never have.
But we're going to make a peace treaty,
and you have to smoke on that, don't you?
So how do we start?
Thank you.
I only hope I've got
enough allowances to hold out.
Now, the first part of our treaty is
that you're to stop pushing me.
You're not
to be rude anymore.
- I mean, uh, any ruder than
an Indian can't help being.
And the second is that you teach me
to ride as well as you do.
- Much work.
- There you go.
- Are you going to make a treaty, or aren't you?
- Make treaty.
And the third part is that you're not
to call me " papoose'' again.
Do you hear?
Does that mean yes?
Can't you stop grunting? Say yes when you
mean yes, and no when you mean no!
Now, do you understand that?
What's the use?
I guess you mean yes.
Well, I can't think of anything else
just now, so we'd better smoke on it.
I expect you'd
better light it.
Here.
Now squaw smoke.
It isn't bad!
Anybody can make a treaty like this.
Oh, dear.
Must find Indians
who raid wagon train...
and steal from
Iron Horse camp...
so redcoat chief know
we speak with straight tongue.
Think ones who make war
on white man...
are from camp
of Lone Buffalo.
Huh? Why you think that?
Know they make medicine
to sun god for war two moons ago.
I go find out
if they ones who do it.
All right.
You go.
If find guilty ones,
take to redcoat chief...
so he know Big Eagle
keep word and speak truth.
Mmm.
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- Get me a handkerchief.
- Yes, sir.
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You look, uh,
very nice.
Thank you, Sue.
- How do you think I look?
- You look very nice t-
Mm-mm! Where did
you get that dress?
- Mr. Pat bought it for me.
- Well, well. Good for Pat.
Thank you, sir.
It would be a nice dress
to go to a party in, wouldn't it?
-You'd be the belle of the ball.
-If I was invited to a party.
Glory be. Where in
heaven's name are they?
- Now what's the matter?
- Your handkerchiefs, sir.
I put 'em in the top drawer here where they're
always put, but there's never a one of'em.
Oh, the handkerchiefs!
You had them in with Mr. Monty's
shaving thing, so I changed them.
I put the shirts in where the socks used to
be, and I put the socks in with the underwear...
where the nightshirts used to be, and I
put the nightshirts in with the sheets.
- But where did you put the handkerchiefs?
- In with the socks.
And it's taken me two years to educate
himself where to put his hands on things.
- I was only trying to help.
- Ohh!
What are you doing?
Give me that!
It's only a piece of old buffalo skin I've
been using to rub up Mr. Monty's boots.
- Ohh!
- Why, Sue, that's Pat's pride and joy.
- It's his toupee.
- Toupee?
- Sure. Show her, Pat.
- Yes, sir.
Oh, no. Put it on.
Oh, it's your hair.
I'm awfully sorry.
I didn't know.
It makes you look so handsome.
You oughta wear it all the time.
Oh, yes.
He's a lady-killer with that on.
He wears it on leave, and uses it
to fool the redskins too, don't you?
Yes, sir.
If any of them comes after me...
it's the toupee he'll get
and not me scalp, I hope.
- Your handkerchief, sir.
- You'd better get another one.
- You'll need two for dancing.
- Two? Why?
An extra one to hold against
the lady's back.
Faith and help. She's right, sir.
I'll get you another one.
You seem to know
a lot about dancing, Sue.
I do. My grandfather
was a wonderful fiddler.
- I learned how to dance from him.
- Here you are, sir.
Sue, come here.
Sue, uh, between you and me,
I'm in an awful hole tonight.
- I don't know the first thing about dancing.
- Oh, I can teach you.
I'll go with you to the party,
and you can dance with me until you learn.
Mm-mmm. That wouldn't be so good,
Besides, it'd keep you up too late.
Couldn't you show me right here?
Yes. But it would be better
if I went with you so we'd have music.
- I can whistle.
- Well, what dance will we start with?
Well, uh-
Why, is there more than one?
Of course. The waltz, the schottische,
the two-step, the polka-
Whoa. We'll just
concentrate on one.
That, uh-That waltz sounds familiar.
How does it go?
Come on.
I'll show you.
Now, put your arm
around me, like this.
- Wait a minute. I want my handkerchief.
- That's very important.
- Now, give me your other hand.
- Like this?
- Yes. You start with your left foot.
- Left foot. All right.
- You ready?
- Yeah.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
-Just glide on easy. One-
- One, two, three. Oh!
- The main thing is to dance very smoothly.
- Uh-huh.
Here. Try this.
Now, stoop down.
Don't let it fall. That's the way
they teach you in dancing school.
I don't know.
I hope I can keep it up there.
You can.
Now, let's try it again.
One, two, three.
One, two, three.
You're doing much better.
One, two, three. That's fine.
Just glide along like you were rippling
over water. Oh!
Oh! We sort of
went overboard, didn't we?
You're getting a little
mixed up with your feet.
Maybe I'd better show you how it goes
first, and then we can dance together.
- Now watch me.
dd
dd
Now with me.
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dd
- dd
- dd
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You must be very fond of that piece.
They've played it every time we've danced.
Well, uh, the boys
know it's my favorite.
That's the music
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