The Mountain Men Page #5

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...give them the slip

in the thick country...

...and then whip right up there

and rescue good old Running Moon...

slick as you please.

You got any ideas?

Well, maybe if we can hold them off

till dark...

...get our asses out of here

and up to that village before sunup.

'Cause you know Heavy Eagle ain't gonna

try to butcher us until daybreak.

By then,

we could be halfway to Yellowstone.

What makes you think

he won't butcher us at night?

Blackfeet don't fight at night.

You know that.

Henry, you ain't got the brains

God give geese.

Hey, what d'you think?

Maybe we make deal?

We give them horses, they let us go, no?

I've been down that trail before.

He wants parley. We give it to him, no?

You suit yourself.

I got nothing to say to him.

- He's way out of range.

- I know it. I just don't like him.

- Don't miss.

- I never miss.

Say, Henry...

...ain't no need for you

to fight your way into that village.

- We could join up...

- I ever tell you about the time...

...the Arapahos chased me up a canyon

over in the Big Lost?

No. I reckon you're gonna tell me.

Well, it was over on the Horse Prairie.

This band of Arapahos

has been chasing me three days.

So I seen this canyon. I figured, well,

I'll whip in there, and then I'll slip out.

The trouble was that there was a way in,

but there weren't no way out at all.

Nothing but cliffs half a mile high

all the way around.

A whole damn tribe

of Blackfoot down there...

...just madder than turpentine wildcats.

So I holed up behind some rocks,

but that didn't do no good...

...because they just kept on a-coming,

entire Sioux nation.

Me out of powder, out of lead.

God damn, I was one scared n*gger.

- Thought you said they was Arapaho.

- No, God damn it! They was Pawnee.

Well, what happened to you?

- Well, I got killed, of course.

- You got killed, of course.

Say, did you see anything of Heavy Eagle

after La Bont got killed?

Reckon not.

You're getting too old for Injun-fighting,

Henry.

You're losing your wind.

You call this fighting?

Jesus.

I told you,

you needed somebody to look after you.

Now you...

You just lay quiet there a spell,

and I'll have you out of here.

Oh, bullshit. Going under, ain't I?

Son of a b*tch!

Well, we trapped a heap, didn't we?

The country was ours for the taking

and, by God, we reached out and took it.

Yeah, them was shining times.

You and Running Moon gotta move fast.

Get the hell up in the high country.

Injuns don't like it up there.

- You can have my pack mule.

- You ain't got no pack mule.

Look, don't talk so damn much.

Oh, Christ's sakes, I'm bleeding to death.

I'm gonna talk all I damn want.

Listen, you old son of a b*tch.

You tell me the truth.

That valley's up there.

You and Running Moon found it,

didn't you?

It's up there, ain't it? Ain't it?

Yeah, Henry.

Yeah, it's up there.

A whole valley full of prime beaver.

A man could live easy the rest of his days.

- Was they like stars in the sky?

- Yeah.

Did they holler, "Take me, take me"?

Like it was in the Ashley days...

...when we was free trappers.

Oh, God damn it.

God damn you, Henry Frapp.

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