The Alamo Page #9

or fancy educated like you, Will Travis.

Now, Jocko, you get back up on that wall.

Cos you're just as good as

any man that ever trod leather.

And it's your right.

And I can't see, but I'm just as good

as any woman in Texas.

And it's my right to go and leave you.

Now we've cuddled nice and said

all our goodbyes, but I'll say it again.

We'd be fools not to face it.

You're likely to go and get

yourself killed in this battle.

I don't know what you're going

to say at the gates of heaven...

...but I'm gonna say no woman ever lived

had herself a better husband than you.

Now go on!

- Hip! Hip!

- Hooray!

- Hip! Hip!

- Hooray!

- Hip! Hip!

- Hooray!

Captain Dickinson!

Yes, sir.

Have the Doctor set up

the hospital in the chapel.

- You will take charge of Battery No. 4.

- Yes, sir.

Clarines! Suenen al ataque!

Adelante!

Hold your fire.

Hold your fire.

Take 'em!

Straight frontal attack!

We need more men up here!

I'll get some strength from Dickinson.

North wall! Hurry it up!

- Who is it?

- It's the Parson.

Clarines! Suenen al retiro!

Hold your fire!

Hold your fire! They're retiring!

See did any of our boys get hurt.

I'll be below gettin' washed on

the outside and wet down inside.

We've been lucky today.

Check the damage.

Officers' call in ten minutes.

Bring on another.

Sure killed many a brave man today.

It's funny. I was proud of 'em.

Even while I was killin' 'em

I was proud of 'em.

Speaks well for men

that so many ain't afraid to die...

...because they think right's on their side.

Speaks well.

- Post this area, Lightfoot.

- It's already done.

All right, Sergeant.

- Report!

- 50 casualties.

28 dead, 22 wounded.

Morale... high.

Morale ain't gonna help us much

if Fannin don't get here... and quick!

- Ow, Doc!

- Quit squawking.

You oughta be laying on your back.

You'll never walk.

Santa Anna didn't have much respect

for us today, and he got burned.

Now he's gonna be comin' at us

with a battle plan from all four sides.

We already been cut down by a third.

How long do you think we can hold out?

Santa Anna won't attack again today.

He'll clear the field of

all the dead and wounded.

Fannin will be here by tomorrow,

even without a forced march.

With his 500 men...

...we can hold this fort for a month.

500? I thought it was a thousand.

- 500.

- Bonham's approaching, sir.

Good. Fannin should be close behind.

Well?

Colonel Fannin isn't comin'.

His men were ambushed. Murdered!

There won't be any help.

Have all volunteers

assembled in the compound.

Well, that's it.

I'm taking my men out.

Cut through to the North.

You comin'?

It seems like the better part of valour.

Men...

Jim Bonham has brought

news as sad as death.

Colonel Fannin has been ambushed.

We can expect no help.

I stay here with my command.

But any of you who wish to

may leave with all honour.

Failing reinforcements,

the Alamo cannot hold.

But do not go with heads hung low.

No man can criticise your behaviour.

Here on these ramparts...

...you have bought a priceless

ten days of time for Houston.

You have bled the enemy army.

You are brave and noble soldiers.

Open the gate!

May God bless you.

Close the gate!

Hold up there, bub.

You're in dangerous territory.

Where you headin'?

I'm lookin' for General Sam Houston.

Got a message for him.

Well, you've come to the right place.

Corporal of the guard! Post No. 3!

- What is it?

- He wants to see General Sam.

Come on, bub!

- The lad has a message for the general.

- Yes, sir.

You'd better get down, and get yourself

some beans and a little sleep.

No, sir!

I've gotta get back to the Alamo.

Yesterday I read you Fannin's message...

...telling us he cannot reach

the Alamo in time.

Today I have this... from the Alamo.

They are surrounded...

...and we can't help them.

Now, tomorrow...

...when your recruits

start to whine and bellyache...

...you tell them that 185 of their friends...

...neighbours, fellow Texicans...

...are holed up in a crumbling adobe

church down on the Rio Bravo...

...buying them this precious time.

I hope they remember.

I hope Texas remembers.

# A time to be sowing

# The green leaves of summer

# Are calling me home

# It was good to be young then

# In the season of plenty

# When the catfish were jumping...

It may not be as comfortable,

but it's safer in here.

He's had a hard day.

Will...

I'm sorry.

What for?

I guess I've said some

pretty rude things to you.

Well, at least, I thought 'em.

You're a wonderful woman, Sue.

Forget it.

Dick, stay here as long as you can.

Probably won't need you till morning.

I've only added to your worries, haven't I?

I know I must be very selfish.

I couldn't think of facing

the world without you.

# A time to be reaping

# A time to be sowing

# The green leaves of summer

# Are calling me home

# It was good to be young then

# To be close to the earth

# Now the green leaves of summer

# Are calling...

What are you thinkin', Davy?

I'm not thinkin'.

I'm just rememberin'.

Well, I sure done a heap of things

I shouldn't have done.

Seemed urgent at the moment.

Got myself a heap of sins to answer for.

Wish I hadn't did 'em.

I reckon old Saint Pete's gonna slam them

Pearly Gates right smack-dab in my face.

There ain't no Pearly Gates.

When you're dead, you're meat for

the worms. That's all there is to it.

You don't believe in no afterlife?

No hereafter?

Tales for children! Bunkum and bosh!

I say this.

I believe.

I can never find a way to argue down

you that don't believe.

But I believe in the Lord God Almighty...

...all knowing and all forgiving.

And I believe that good

shall be triumphant in the end...

...and that evil shall be vanquished.

I believe in a hereafter.

Me, too. I figure a man's

got to believe in those things...

...does he want to believe in

the good things about man.

About his very own self.

The real good things.

Like courage and honesty...

And love.

Jethro!

Yes, sir.

This is somethin' I promised Mrs Bowie.

- Know what it is?

- No, sir.

That's your freedom.

You're a free man, Jeth.

Thank you, sir.

You'd better get your belongings together

and get on over the wall tonight.

It's gonna be more than

a little rough around here.

Good luck, Jeth.

Thank you, sir.

Uh... Colonel Bowie,

you say I'm a free man?

That's right.

Well, if I'm free...

...then I got a right

to decide what I'm gonna do.

Seems to me that's what

you men are fighting for.

So I... reckon I'll...

I'll stay.

Look!

Gentlemen, good luck.

Get to your battle stations.

What's that?

It's sure loud.

A la carga!

- Adelante!

- Adelante!

Fuego!

Get Bowie out of here!

Get him into the chapel!

- I'm all right.

- Hold still, Colonel.

- I said I'm all right!

- Colonel Crockett says...

Don't start that again!

Aaaagh!

Battery No. 3! Come on!

Get to the infirmary!

Fire!

Crockett!

Crockett!

North Wall.

Half of you men!

Throw up a barricade here!

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