The Undefeated Page #4

Would you care to accompany me?

Thank you, sir!

[ Horse Neighing ]

I suspected it when I saw those|Union trousers on that Indian boy!

My son was killed by Union cavalry|at Shiloh, Mr! Thomas!

We called it|Pittsburgh Landing!

- You were there then?|- I was!

May I ask your rank?

I was a colonel|in that cavalry!

John Henry Thomas!|Of course!

Well, you were on|George Custer's right flank!!!

when you charged the breastworks|at Madisonville, weren't you?

- We did a job that day, didn't we?|- You were damn cruel!

Cruel? ThoseJohnny Rebs had 40-pounders|looking right down our throats!

Did you think you|were comin' to a ball? Sergeant!

Yes, sir!

If I can find the time,|I'm gonna sit down and write|the social history of bourbon!

Tell me somethin',|Mr! Thomas!

Were you, by chance,|at Chickamauga?

I ask because I lost|my brother there-- Ann's husband!

I lost 23 in my command|at Chickamauga--

friends and sons of friends,

men that I'd known|all their lives!

- Now can I ask you a question, Colonel?|- Fire one, Mr! Thomas!

Why did you come clear out here|to continue a war that ended|months ago in Virginia?

Because I'm a stubborn man!|Does that satisfy you?

No!

I got no taste for losin'|to a lot of Yankee rabble!

- How about that?|- It won't wash!

You can be a very|aggravatin' man, Mr! Thomas!

- Sergeant!|- Yes, sir!

Let's just say|we haven't seen the end!

You'll see it quick enough|if you keep drinkin' this stuff!

Excuse me, Colonel!

Sergeant!

Help yourself!

[ Man Shouting ]

[ Little George ]|The young 'uns, now. Come on over here.

You get over here|with me right now!

Hurry, now!|Get tucked away! Come on!

- Come on, now.|- Mind a suggestion from|a Platte River Indian fighter?

Why don't you arm your women?|That's what we did on the|Bozeman and California trail!

[ Wilkes ]|Colonel!

[ Langdon ]|All our night pickets come in yet?

All butJamison, sir!

- Well, go get him!|- Carlyle! Little George!

It's Jamison, sir!

- All right!|- Take him down, George!

Captain, issue a rifle|to every woman knows how to use it!

Yes, sir!|Carry on, Sergeant!

Ladies!

Colonel!

- Looks like he wants to talk!|- We have nothing to talk about!

- Well, he's got you outnumbered!|Let's start from there!|- Finding ourselves outnumbered,

Colonel Thomas, is a fact of life|we've gotten used to!

With women and children|in the pot?

- I'll go, sir!|- No!

The colonel and I will go!

Let's understand|each other, Thomas!

Your Indian friend rode out of here|last night with no explanation!

He hasn't returned! One false move|on your part, and my men won't miss!

Friend, your men have been|missin' me for years!

As far as that Indian boy is concerned,|his father was Bold Eagle,

one of the bravest warriors|that ever rode a horse.

And on top of that,|he's my adopted son,

and I haven't done this much|explaining in years.

- Don't press me, Captain!|- Anderson!

Yes, sir!

Windage and elevation,|Mrs! Langdon! Windage and elevation!

Buenos das, seores.|Yo soy Escalante.

- Do you speak English?|-Ah, s.

I speak English|most excellently!

- Then tell us what you want|and be damned quick about it!|- We want everything!

We're so poor,|and we need so much!

I'm gonna ask you one more time!|What do you want?

We want your wagons, your horses,|your guns and your gold!

And you also|have some women, seor.

- Is this fool serious?|- You can bet your life on it!

- But it's preposterous!|- Yeah!

- I have more ''mens'' than you!|- If you wanna lose most of'em,|you come right on ahead!

Otherwise, you'd better hightail|your ass right on out of here!

- I'll fight a thousand of you|before I give you a penny!|- I was hoping you'd say that!

Is the flap on your holster snapped|or unsnapped, my Confederate friend?

Snapped, my Yankee friend!

Well, I guess I'm his pigeon!

Hold your fire!|Hold your fire!

[ Men Shouting, Indistinct ]

Colonel!

You went out there to talk!|Why did you have to shoot the man?

The conversation|kind of dried up, ma'am!

[ Indistinct Shouting, Whooping ]

- Fire!|- [ Gunfire ]

[ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Man Shouts ]

Just like old times,|huh, Colonel?

- [ Crying ]|- Margaret!

- Margaret!|- [ Sobbing ] I can't!

- [ Gunfire Continues ]|- [ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

Colonel, behind you!

[ Gunfire Tails Off]

- Don't tell me they're leavin'!|- No, ma'am!

They're reforming to charge again!|Leastwise, that's their plan!

[ Gunfire ]

[ Horse Whinnies ]

-[ Gunfire Continues ]|- I'll be damned!

[ Battle Cries ]

[ Horses Whinnying ]

They're leavin' now, ma'am!|That's Blue Boy's little surprise!

Well, I'll be damned!

Mrs! Langdon, the colonel--|your brother-in-law--

said you lost your husband|during the war!

- Yes, Mrs! Thomas!|- I'm sorry!

You didn't know him!|Why should you be sorry?

My cavalry was|in that engagement!

Colonel Thomas,|I wanna thank you!

No thanks are necessary! They were|our enemies as much as they were yours!

- Their own people shoot 'em on sight!|- We're in your debt!

Colonel, why don't you take|all these people and go on home?

There's no tellin' what you're|gonna run into farther south!

In a day or two, we make contact with a|military escort from Emperor Maximilian!

We are going home!|It's ahead of us!

All right, Colonel!

[ Short Grub ] Who you wavin'at,|Blue Boy? [ Laughs ]

[ Cowboy ]|Hyah, hyah!

[ Shouts Continue ]

- Wanna tell me all about it?|- I was thinkin' about that girl!

- What girl?|- The Confederate colonel's|daughter, Charlotte!

- She's a pretty girl!|A little young, but pretty!|- I want her!

- You want her?|- And she wants me!

- How'd you figure that out?|- You raised me to know,John Henry!

I taught you what to do when the snow|comes, how to survive in a blizzard,

and I taught you how to deal|with men, but women--

Nobody knows|what's on a woman's mind!

Well, she wants me, and when|we go home, she'll be with me!

[ Man Shouting, Indistinct ]

Anything wrong,John Henry?

Not yet!

[ Cowboy ]|Yah,yah,yah,yah.

McCartney,|give me a cup of coffee!

Never mind!|I got his coffee!

This damn cinch is|pretty near cut in half!

[ Hoofbeats Approaching ]

Man's coming,John Henry!

From Colonel Langdon, sir!|I'm to wait for an answer!

We're in a new camp waiting|for an escort from Maximilian!

There's a map on the other side!|What's the matter?

Ain't you Yanks|ever seen a live one before?

Last time I seen a pretty|gray uniform like that,

it was all full of holes!

- Do you know what's in this, Sergeant?|- Of course I know!

There must've been a few words|in that camp before the colonel|sat down and wrote this out!

Yes, sir! A lot of words!|I thought Captain Anderson|was gonna have apoplexy!

And how about you personally,|Sergeant! What do you think about it?

Well, it ought|to be right interesting!

- Anything wrong,John Henry?|- You won't believe it,

but we've been invited|to a Fourth ofJuly party!

[ Thomas ]|We'll be on our best manners today!

- Glad you could join us!|- [ Thomas ] Thank you, Colonel,|for inviting us.

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