1. That's your Uncle Ethan!
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2. Welcome home, Ethan.
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3. You ain't much bigger
than when I last saw you!
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4. I'm Deborah.
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5. There's Lucy over there.
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6. And you're Lucy?
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7. Yeah, I'm Lucy. I'm mighty glad
to see you, Uncle Ethan.
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8. She's got a fella. Kisses him, too!
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9. Go on with Lucy and help with supper.
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10. Deborah, you too!
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11. I was just gonna ask Uncle Ethan
what he's gonna do with his saber.
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12. Well, I kind of figured to give it to you.
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13. Thanks. Thanks, Uncle Ethan.
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14. - How was California?
- California? How should I know?
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15. - Well, Mose Harper told us...
- Mose Harper?
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16. Is that old goat still creekin' around?
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17. Why doesn't somebody bury him?
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18. No, I ain't been to California.
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19. I don't intend to go either.
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20. Supper will be ready
as soon as you wash up.
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21. Let me take your coat.
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22. Welcome home, Ethan.
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23. Thanks, Aaron.
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24. Marty, it's Uncle Ethan!
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25. Debbie, sit down.
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26. Good evening, Uncle Ethan.
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27. Welcome home, sir.
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28. It's Martin. Martin Pawley.
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29. I'm sorry for bein' late, Aunt Martha.
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30. A fella could mistake you for a half-breed.
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31. Not quite, I'm an eighth Cherokee
and the rest Welsh and English.
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32. Least that's what they tell me.
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33. Go on, son.
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34. It was Ethan who found you
squallin' under a sage clump...
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35. after your folks had been massacred.
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36. It just happened to be me.
No need to make more of it.
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37. Thank you, Lucy.
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38. Good night, Aunt Martha.
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39. Good night, Martin.
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40. - Uncle Aaron.
- Good night, Martin.
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41. Good night, Uncle Ethan.
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42. Good night.
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43. Good night, Ma. 'Night, Pa.
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44. Uncle Ethan, will you tell us
about the war?
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45. The war ended three years ago, boy.
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46. It did? So why didn't you come home
before now?
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47. Ben, go on with Martin. March!
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48. Lucy's wearing the gold locket
you gave her when she was a little girl.
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49. She doesn't wear it much
on account of it makes her neck green.
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50. Well, it does!
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51. But, I wouldn't care
if you gave me a gold locket...
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52. if it made my neck green or not.
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53. A gold locket!
Lucy, where are my saddlebags?
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54. Look at my gold locket!
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55. Oh, it is pretty.
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56. - Ethan, I think she's too young...
- Oh, let her have it.
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57. It doesn't amount to much.
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58. - To bed, young lady!
- Yes, Daddy.
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59. I passed the Todd place comin' in.
What happened?
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60. He gave up, quit,
went back to chopping cotton.
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61. So did the Jamisons.
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62. Without Martha...
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63. She just wouldn't let a man quit.
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64. Ethan, I saw it in you before the war.
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65. You wanted to clear out.
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66. You stayed beyond any real reason. Why?
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67. Are you asking me to clear out now?
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68. You're my brother, Ethan.
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69. You're welcome to stay here
as long as you have a mind to.
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70. Ain't that right, Martha?
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71. - Of course, it is.
- I expect to pay my way.
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72. There are 60 double eagles in there.
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73. And twice that much here. Yankee dollars.
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74. That's fresh minted.
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75. There ain't a mark on it.
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76. So?
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77. Open up! It's Sam Clayton.
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78. Reverend, come on in!
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79. Good morning, Sister Edwards.
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80. What is it, Reverend?
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81. Lars just said somebody
busted into his corral last night...
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82. and ran off with his best cows.
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83. Yeah, next time I'll raise pigs, by golly!
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84. You never hear of anyone runnin' off pigs,
I bet you!
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85. - Bumblebees, by golly!
- Coffee'll be just fine, Sister.
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86. Good morning, Lucy.
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87. Debbie, you been baptized yet?
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88. - No, sir, I haven't. No.
- Aaron, get Martin, will you?
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89. I can sure use that coffee.
Pass the sugar, son.
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90. Wait a minute, Sister.
I didn't get any coffee yet.
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91. Just hold on a second, Sister.
I'm sure fond of them doughnuts.
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92. Aaron! Martin! Come on up here.
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93. Come on.
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94. - Raise your right hand. Martin?
- Yes, sir.
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95. Raise your right hand.
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96. You're hereby voluntary privates
in Company A of the Texas Rangers...
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97. - ... and you will faithfully discharge...
- Can I go with you?
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98. - Quiet! Where was I?
- Faithfully fulfill.
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99. You will faithfully discharge your...
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100. Mrs. Edwards?
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101. Shut up!
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102. You will faithfully discharge your duties,
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103. without a recompense
or monetary consideration.
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104. Amen. That means no pay.
Better get a shirt on, Aaron.
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105. I ain't goin' volunteering till
I've had my coffee. Drink your own.
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106. Just call me "Captain."
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107. Captain.
The Reverend Samuel Johnson Clayton!
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108. Mighty impressive.
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109. Well... the "Prodigal Brother"!
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110. When did you get back?
I ain't seen you since the surrender.
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111. Come to think of it,
I didn't see you at the surrender.
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112. I don't believe in surrenders.
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113. I still got my saber, Reverend.
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114. Didn't turn it into no plowshare neither.
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115. The Indians did it, Mrs. Edwards.
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116. Caddos or Kiowas.
Old Mose knows. Yes, sir.
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117. - Oh, shut up, Mose.
- Thank you.
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118. Ethan, I'm countin' on you
to look after things while I'm gone.
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119. - You're not goin'.
- He is going. I already swore him in.
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120. - Swear him out! I'll go with you.
- Ethan, I don't think I should...
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121. Stay close, Aaron.
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122. It might be, this is rustlers.
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123. Might be this dodderin' ol' idiot
ain't so far wrong.
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124. Could be Comanches.
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125. Kind words, Ethan. Thank you kindly.
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126. Children, go with Lucy.
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127. All right. I'll swear you in.
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128. No need to. It wouldn't be legal anyway.
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129. Why not? You wanted for a crime, Ethan?
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130. Coffee, Ethan.
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131. Thank you, Martha.
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132. Are you asking me as a captain
or a preacher, Sam?
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133. I'm asking you as a ranger
of the sovereign state of Texas.
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134. You got a warrant?
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135. You fit a lot of descriptions.
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136. I figure a man's only good
for one oath at a time.
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137. I took mine
to the Confederate States of America.
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138. So did you, Sam.
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139. Stay close, Aaron.
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140. Thank you, Mrs. Edwards.
We have to be going.
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141. Thank you, Mrs. Edwards.
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142. Grateful to the hospitality
of your rocking chair, ma'am.
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143. "Brad and Lucy, Lucy and Brad"
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144. Debbie and Ben Edwards,
I'm gonna tell Ma on you!
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145. Somethin' mighty fishy
about this trail, Uncle Ethan.
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146. Don't call me "Uncle." I ain't your uncle.
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147. Yes, sir.
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148. No need to call me "sir" either.
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149. Nor "grandpa," nor "Methuselah."
I can whip you to a frazzle.
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150. What do you want me to call you?
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151. My name is Ethan. Now what's
so mighty fishy about this trail?
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152. - Well, first...
- Look! Look!
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153. Reverend!
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154. Look!
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155. Caddos or Kiowas, huh?
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156. Ain't but one tribe uses a lance like that.
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157. Hey, Pa, your prize bull.
Killed every one of them!
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158. And not for food either.
Why'd they do a thing like that?
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159. Stealing the cattle was just to pull us out.
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160. This is a murder raid.
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161. Shapes up to burn down either your place,
or my brother's.
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162. Mama! Laurie!
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163. Oh, please, God! Please, no!
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164. Jorgensen's place is the closest, Ethan.
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165. If they're not there,
we'll come straight on to you.
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166. You do that.
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167. Well, are you coming, or ain't you?
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168. That farm's 40 miles from here, boy.
And these horses need rest and grain.
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169. Ain't Caddos. Ain't Kiowas.
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170. - Break out the grain.
- Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
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171. Quiet, boy.
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172. I'll see if I can shoot a couple of sage hens
before supper.
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173. Yes, you do that, Aaron.
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174. Ma, the days are getting shorter.
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175. Lucy, we don't need a lamp yet.
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176. Let's just enjoy the dusk.
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177. It's all right, Ma,
I've been watching. Only...
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178. - What, Ben?
- I wish Uncle Ethan was here.
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179. Don't you, Ma?
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180. Close that shutter, Ben, like a good boy.
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181. We're gonna play the "sleep-out" game.
Remember?
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182. Where you hide out with Grandma?
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183. Where she is buried?
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184. And you creep along the ditch
very quietly, like...
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185. Like a little mouse.
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186. Hurry up! The moon's fixin' to rise!
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187. You won't make a sound or come back,
no matter what you hear!
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188. - Promise?
- I promise.
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189. - Wait. Can't I have my doll?
- There's no time. There's no time.
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190. Now, down low. Run!
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191. Chris, go back. Go back, Chris! Go back!
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192. Wait a minute, Uncle Ethan.
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193. Next time you'll mind your Uncle Ethan.
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194. - Thank you kindly...
- Wait, Mose! We can ride double, Mose!
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195. Aunt Martha!
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196. Let me in.
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197. - Don't go in there, boy.
- I know she's in there!
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198. Don't go in!
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199. Don't let him look in there.
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200. It won't do him any good.
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201. Put an "Amen" to it!
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202. There's no more time for praying. Amen!
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203. Those girls mean as much to me
as though they were my own.
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204. Maybe you don't know that my Brad
has been keeping company with Lucy.
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205. I'd be obliged
if you'd come to the point, ma'am.
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206. It's just that I know
Martha would want you...
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207. to take care of her boys,
as well as her girls.
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208. If the girls are dead, don't let
the boys waste their lives in vengeance.
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209. Promise me, Ethan!
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210. Come on, if you're going with us!
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211. Captain Clayton!
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212. Another one, huh?
Give me a hand, Charlie.
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213. This one came a long way
before he died, Captain.
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214. Well, Ethan, there's another one
you can score up for your brother.
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215. - I don't like it!
- What don't you like?
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216. Indians on a raid generally hide their dead.
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217. If they don't care anything
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218. it only spells one thing:
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219. They ain't afraid of us following,
or of us catchin' up with them either.
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220. You can back out
any time you want, Nesby.
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221. Ethan, I didn't say that! I didn't say such!
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222. Easy, Nesby, easy.
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223. Why don't you finish the job?
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224. What good did that do you?
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225. By what you preach, none.
But what that Comanche believes...
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226. ain't got no eyes,
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227. Has to wander forever between the winds.
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228. You get it, Reverend.
Come on, Blankethead!
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229. All right, boys. Let's mount up.
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230. They're camped by the river,
about 20 miles from here.
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231. We'll wait till dark, then circle out
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232. You're sure you want to jump 'em, Ethan?
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233. That's what we came for, ain't it?
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234. I thought we were tryin'
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235. If we jump them Comanches,
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236. What are we doing then, Reverend?
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237. What are we supposed to do, Ethan?
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238. Well, what I had in mind was
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239. A Comanche on foot
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240. Yeah, I think the Reverend's right.
Don't you?
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241. You think the Reverend's...
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242. What does a quarter-breed Cherokee
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243. of sleepin' with his best pony
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244. You've got about as much chance
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245. As you have of finding them girls alive
by raidin' into 'em!
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246. I say we do it my way.
And that's an order!
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247. Yes, sir.
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248. But if you're wrong...
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249. don't ever give me another!
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250. Well, they were here.
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251. Sure. They were here.
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252. And now they're out there,
waiting to jump us.
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253. Any more orders, "Captain"?
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254. Yes. We'll keep on going.
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255. Well?
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256. You want to quit, Ethan?
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257. That'll be the day!
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258. - Horses!
- Horses!
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259. Keep on going.
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260. Keep moving! Keep moving!
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261. Well, Reverend, it looks like
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262. Yeah, and I figure
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263. Mose, how far is the river?
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264. I've been baptized, Reverend.
I've been baptized.
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265. - Shut up, you fool.
- Thank you, kindly. Thank you.
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266. You'd better get yourself set
for another one...
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267. because when I holler,
I want you to move out in a hurry!
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268. Let's go!
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269. - Take it easy, Nesby.
- You'll be all right, Nesby.
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270. Here is my Bible. Hold it.
It'll make you feel good.
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271. Thank you, Reverend.
Thank you very kindly.
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272. Do you think they'll charge us?
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273. - Are you asking me?
- I am.
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274. Well, thank you.
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275. Yep. The Death Song.
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276. The War Chief. He's got to, to save face.
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277. Yes, sir. He'll be right in your lap
in a minute, sonny.
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278. For that which we're about to receive,
we thank Thee, O Lord.
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279. You got him, Marty!
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280. Hallelujah!
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281. Dang! Blast it!
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282. Watch it, it's loaded!
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283. Leave them to carry off their hurt
and dead.
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284. Well, Reverend, that does it!
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285. From now on, you stay out of this,
all of you! I don't want you with me.
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286. I don't need you for what I've gotta do!
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287. Well, Edwards, I guess you're right.
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288. We gotta get Nesby back.
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289. This is a job for a whole company
of rangers...
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290. or it's a job for one or two men.
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291. Right now, we're too many
and not enough.
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292. Me, I'm going on alone.
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293. Any objections?
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294. Good luck.
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295. There's only one way you can stop me
from looking for Lucy, mister...
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296. and that's kill me!
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297. That's the way I feel, Uncle Ethan.
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298. All right. But I'm giving the orders,
you hear?
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299. I'm givin' the orders...
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300. and you'll follow 'em
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301. Sure, Ethan.
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302. There's just one reason we're here, ain't it?
It's to find Debbie and Lucy.
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303. If they're still alive.
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304. Mount up.
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305. They gotta stop sometime.
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306. If they're human men at all,
they gotta stop!
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307. No, a human rides a horse until it dies,
then he goes on afoot.
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308. A Comanche comes along, gets that
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309. and then he eats him.
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310. Easy on that!
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311. Sorry.
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312. We don't even know if Debbie
and Lucy are in this bunch.
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313. Maybe they split up.
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314. They're with 'em, all right.
If they're still alive.
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315. You've said that enough!
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316. Maybe Lucy's dead.
Maybe they're both dead.
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317. But, if I hear that from you again,
I'll fight you, Mr. Edwards!
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318. That'll be the day!
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319. Spread out!
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320. Found a main trail, but...
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321. four of them cut out here
and rode on up through that pass.
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322. How come they'd do that, Ethan?
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323. I'll take a look. Keep after the others.
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324. If you want us to fire...
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325. No, nor build bonfires, nor beat drums.
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326. I'll meet you on the far side.
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327. Move!
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328. Do you want some water, Ethan?
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329. The trail leads over there.
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330. Why'd they break off?
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331. Was there water in that canyon?
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332. Huh?
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333. No water.
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334. Are you all right, Ethan?
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335. I'm all right.
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336. What happened to your coat?
Did you lose it?
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337. I must have.
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338. But I'm not going back for it!
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339. I found 'em! I found Lucy!
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340. They're camped a half-mile over. I was
swinging back and I saw their smoke.
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341. Bellied up a ridge,
and there they were, right below me.
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342. Did you see Debbie?
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343. No, but I saw Lucy all right.
She was wearing that blue dress...
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344. What you saw wasn't Lucy.
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345. Oh, but it was...
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346. What you saw was a buck...
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347. wearin' Lucy's dress.
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348. I found Lucy back in the canyon.
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349. I wrapped her in my coat.
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350. Buried her with my own hands.
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351. I thought it best to keep it from you.
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352. Did they...
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353. Was she...?
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354. What do you want me to do?
Draw you a picture? Spell it out?
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355. Don't ever ask me! As long as you live,
don't ever ask me more!
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356. I'm awful sorry, Brad.
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357. Wait a minute!
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358. Get back here, Brad! Get back here!
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359. Why don't you say it?
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360. We're beaten, and you know it.
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361. Our turnin' back don't mean nothin'.
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362. Not in the long run.
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363. If she's alive, she's safe.
For a while, they'll keep her...
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364. and they'll raise her
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365. she's of an age to...
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366. Do you think maybe there's a chance
we still might find her?
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367. An Indian will chase a thing
till he thinks he's chased it enough.
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368. Then he quits.
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369. Same way when he runs.
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370. Seems like he never learns
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371. a critter who'll just keep coming on.
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372. So we'll find 'em in the end. I promise you.
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373. We'll find 'em...
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374. just as sure as the turnin' of the earth!
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375. - Hi, Ethan.
- Hello, sir.
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376. - Hi, Marty.
- How are you, sir?
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377. You got my letter about your son, Brad?
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378. Just about this time a year ago.
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379. Oh, Ethan, this country...
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380. Him? Probably forgotten all about you,
can't even call your name to mind!
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381. Her name is Laurie.
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382. But I fairly forgot just how pretty she was.
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383. What about Debbie?
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384. Hey, what are you doin' anyway?
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385. Don't go taking that stuff!
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386. Well, it ain't worth the mending.
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387. What are you gettin' so red in the face
about? I got brothers, ain't I?
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388. Yeah, well, I ain't one of them.
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389. Look here, Martin Pawley, I'm a woman.
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390. We women wash and mend
your dirty clothes all your lives.
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391. When you're little, we even wash you!
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392. How you can ever make out to be bashful
in front of a woman, I'll never know.
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393. You talk like a fella just
might as well run around naked.
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394. It wouldn't bother me none.
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395. Sure wouldn't try it in front of Pa, though,
if I was you!
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396. "Oh, I got a gal prettier than you"
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397. We kept trackin' 'em till the blizzards hit.
Then we lost their trail.
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398. Don't need to tell you where we went:
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399. Trouble is, we don't know which band
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400. Well, you did all a body could, Ethan.
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401. I got your boy killed.
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402. Don't go blamin' yourself for that.
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403. It's this country that killed my boy.
Yes, by golly, I tell you Ethan...
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404. Now, Lars, it just so happens
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405. A Texican is nothing but a human man
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407. Maybe for a hundred more.
But I don't think it will be forever.
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408. Some day this country's gonna be
a fine good place to be.
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409. Maybe it needs our bones in the ground
before that time can come.
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410. Bedtime.
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411. She was a schoolteacher.
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412. Ma, Marty's drawers is a sight.
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413. Would it be all right
if we give him some of Brad's things?
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414. Of course. They're in Grandma's chest.
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415. Ethan, you're going to sleep
in the bunkhouse.
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416. The letter! In the chest!
It came for you, Ethan, last winter.
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417. Charlie McCorry brought it.
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418. I'm looking for that letter
Charlie McCorry... By Jiminy!
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419. Here it is. By golly, I forgot.
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420. Excuse me.
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421. Take a look at this.
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422. Just a snip of calico.
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423. Ever see it before?
Maybe on a dress Debbie wore?
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424. Yes, it was an apron.
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425. Have they found her yet?
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426. Not yet.
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427. Not yet.
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428. You might at least have
left me my britches!
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429. It's time for bed anyway.
Here, try these on.
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430. I ain't gonna.
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431. Well, likely they'll need some takin' in.
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432. You're that gaunt.
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433. Ma's having turkey for dinner tomorrow.
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434. Laurie, come. Let the boys get to bed.
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435. All right, Pa.
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436. - Good night, Marty.
- Good night, Laurie.
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437. - 'Night, Mr. Edwards.
- 'Night, Ms. Jorgensen.
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438. Jorgensen's been runnin'
my cattle with his own.
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439. Your cattle?
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440. You mean Debbie's cattle.
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441. He's agreed to take you on and split
the increase in my herd while I'm gone.
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442. I'm pushin' on tomorrow.
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443. Well, I sure ain't gonna stay here!
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444. I started out lookin' for Debbie,
I intend to keep on.
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445. Why?
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446. Why? Well, because she is my...
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447. She's your nothing!
She's no kin to you at all!
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448. I always kind of thought she was.
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449. The way her folks took me in
and raised me...
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450. That don't make you no kin.
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451. All right, maybe it don't.
But I intend to keep on lookin' anyway.
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452. How?
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453. You got any horses, or money to buy 'em?
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454. You ain't even got money for cartridges.
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455. Jorgensen's offerin' you a good livin' here.
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456. Martin, I want you to know...
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457. I know what you want me to know!
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458. I've got no kin, no money, no horses!
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459. All I got here is a bunch
of dead-man's clothes to wear!
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460. You told me that already,
so, shut your mouth!
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461. Mornin', Laurie.
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462. Mornin', Marty. Did you sleep well?
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463. Well, no.
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464. I kind of tossed and...
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465. turned and dreamed.
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466. I'll get your coffee.
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467. You know, Laurie, I...
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468. I was thinking maybe it's time
you and me started goin' steady, huh?
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469. You and me have been goin' steady
since we was three years old.
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470. - We have?
- About time you found out about it!
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471. Gosh, Laurie, I've always been fond
of you, but...
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472. with all this trouble
with Debbie and Ethan, I...
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473. Ethan rode on an hour ago.
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474. I don't know what you can do
about findin' Debbie that he can't.
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475. He'll find her now, Martin. Honest he will!
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476. That's what I'm afraid of, Laurie,
him finding her!
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477. I've seen his eyes
at the very word "Comanche."
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478. I've seen him take his knife and...
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479. Never mind. He's a man
that can go crazy wild!
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480. And I intend to be there to stop him,
in case he does.
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481. I was hopin' I could hold you here,
but I guess I knew better.
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482. I stole that for you.
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483. "I... bought..."
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484. Here, let me read it for you.
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485. "I bought a small-sized dress
off of an Indian.
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486. "If this here's a piece of your child's dress,
bring the reward.
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487. "I know where they've gone.
Jerem Futterman."
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488. He's got a small trading post
on the south fork of the Brazos.
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489. Listen, I just gotta get me a horse!
Do you think your Pa...
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490. Finish your breakfast!
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491. I've got to find him!
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492. - All right, go on and find him!
- Oh, Laurie, don't you understand?
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493. But that's your own good horse!
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494. You take him and welcome!
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495. But don't you count on findin' me here
when you get back.
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496. I've been hanging around
this Godforsaken place...
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497. for two long years waiting for you.
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498. I ain't cut out to be no old maid!
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499. I'm sorry, Laurie,
but I just gotta catch up with Ethan.
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500. Well, go ahead and catch up with him!
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501. - Futterman?
- Yeah.
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502. Let's talk.
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503. You sent me a letter.
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504. Yeah?
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505. About a dress.
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506. How'd you come by it?
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507. - You said there was a $1,000 reward.
- That's what I said.
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508. Got it with you?
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509. You'll get the reward when I find her,
and if she's still alive.
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510. A man's got a right to expect
some kind of payment.
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511. I laid out for that dress
and sendin' you that writing.
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512. Twenty Yankee dollars.
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513. A man's time is worth something.
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514. Talk.
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515. A young buck fetched it in
late last summer.
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516. Said it belonged to a captive child
of Chief Scar.
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517. Scar?
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518. We ain't never heard of him, have we?
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519. Me neither. But this buck claimed
he was a big war chief...
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520. - ... with the Nawyecky Comanches.
- Keep talkin'.
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521. Scar's band was headed north to winter
at Fort Wingate, eatin' agency beef.
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522. That's what this buck said. Maybe he lied.
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523. Maybe you lie.
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524. In that case, my friend,
you won't find her...
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525. and I won't get my $1,000 dollars.
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526. You can spend the night. Cards, a jug...
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527. No thanks.
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528. Don't forget to come back with my $1,000!
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529. It ain't yours yet!
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530. Do you have a feeling
that maybe we're being followed?
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531. That's the Indian in you. Go to sleep.
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532. Them horses there...
they're sure actin' mighty nervous.
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533. They smell a change in the weather.
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534. Don't put any more wood on the fire.
I'm burning up.
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535. We might get a frost before mornin'.
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536. I'm getting to be like old Mose Harper.
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537. My bones are cold tonight.
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538. It's funny, but last winter when
we passed through Fort Wingate...
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539. I didn't have any recollection of
a mention of Nawyecky Comanches.
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540. Not so funny when you recollect
what "Nawyecky" means.
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541. - What's that?
- Sort of like "roundabout."
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542. A man says he's goin' one place,
means to go to the other.
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543. Come on, Ethan. Don't put any more wood
on the fire! I'm burning up.
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544. Comfortable?
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545. Are you all right?
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546. - I'm just saying good night to you.
- Well, good night!
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547. Good night!
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548. Good night!
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549. Thanks, you did fine.
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550. Why, that's Futterman!
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551. Ethan, what are you doin' anyway?
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552. I'm getting my money back, you idiot!
What do you suppose!
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553. We did all right.
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554. We? Why you just staked me out there,
like a piece of bait!
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555. You built up the fire. You fixed it
so I could get my brains blown out!
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556. What if you had missed?
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557. It never occurred to me.
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558. Let's get out of here.
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559. Howdy, Mr. Jorgensen.
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560. - Charlie!
- Got me a letter here.
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561. By golly, a letter?
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562. It's for Ms. Laurie.
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563. Two letters in one year! By golly!
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564. Mama! Mama! It's Charlie McCorry.
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565. He's come with a letter.
He's come a courtin' too, by golly!
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566. Good morning, Charlie.
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567. Laurie, here's a letter for you.
Charlie brought it.
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568. I figured it might be the news
you've been waiting for, so l...
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569. - Thank you, Charlie.
- You're welcome.
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570. Say, I brought you some boiled sweets.
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571. Why, thank you, Charlie!
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572. Let's sit down
while Laurie reads the letter.
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573. I reckon, I really ought to be going...
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574. No. You'll stay, Charlie.
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575. After all, Charlie brought the letter.
He's got a right to listen too.
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576. Come on, read the letter.
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577. But, Ma, it's my letter!
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578. Why, sure, but... Go ahead. Read it.
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579. Please.
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580. "Dear Ms. Laury..."
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581. He spelled it with a "y" instead of an "ie."
You'd think he'd know better.
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582. Oh, spelling... please!
What's the difference? Read the letter!
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583. "Dear Ms. I take pencil in hand
to let you know...
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584. "... Ethan and me are still trying
to catch up with them Comanches...
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585. "... the late Mr. Futterman told us about."
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586. The "late" Mr. Futterman?
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587. That means Mr. Futterman is dead,
by golly.
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588. Oh, the poor man! Go ahead, Laurie.
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589. "We cut north through Indian territory...
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590. "... and did not have no trouble...
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591. "... finding Kiowas and Wichitas...
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592. "... and even some Comanches...
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593. "... camped by one of the agencies.
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594. "But none of them was Nawyeckies...
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595. "... nor claimed to know
a war chief called Scar."
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596. Scar?
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597. "He's the one the late Mr. Futterman said
had Debbie.
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598. "At one of the agencies...
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599. "... we outfitted with all kinds of
trade goods...
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600. "... figuring that'd make it easier
for us to come and go...
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601. "You'd laugh if I told you...
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602. "... what was our biggest seller. "
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603. Let's go. I think I stumbled
onto something.
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604. Scar... you found him?
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605. When are you gonna learn
to keep your big mouth shut?
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606. Get your horse, and let's get out of here!
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607. - I just bought me a good blanket.
- Forget it. Move!
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608. I heard that a band of hostile Comanches...
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609. came through less than a week ago.
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610. I asked if a white girl was with them.
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611. They got sullen and suspicious.
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612. - You think it might have been...
- I don't know!
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613. What's she following us for?
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614. Hey, you! You go on back now!
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615. Go on!
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616. Look, I changed my mind.
You can keep your blanket.
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617. Look, you don't understand.
I don't want it!
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618. You don't understand, you chunkhead!
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619. You didn't buy any blanket,
you bought her!
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620. You got yourself a wife, sonny!
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621. Oh, no! Ethan, tell her to go back!
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622. What? And have her whole family
after our scalps...
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623. for flauntin' one of their womenfolk?
No, sir!
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624. Come on, Mrs. Pawley.
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625. Come on, Mrs. Pawley.
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626. Join our merry group.
Copy !req
627. Mrs. Pawley?
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628. "There is one other thing I got to tell you...
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629. "... before you hear it from Ethan.
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630. "How I got myself...
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631. "... a wife..."
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632. He did?
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633. Good!
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634. A young man should get married
early in life. Right, Mama?
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635. Go ahead and read the letter, Laurie.
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636. "A little Comanche squaw..."
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637. Squaw!
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638. Laurie, you come back
and read the letter, please!
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639. Come back and read it, please!
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640. Mama, here, you read the letter.
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641. My wife was a schoolteacher.
She reads good.
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642. I'll read it.
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643. So he married a Comanche squaw.
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644. "She wasn't near...
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645. "... as old as you..."
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646. How old does he think I am?
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647. Hey, look! Coffee. Me. Coffee.
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648. Could I have a little, Mrs. Pawley?
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649. Looks like Mrs. Pawley's
gonna make you a fine, dutiful wife.
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650. Oh, cut it out, will you?
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651. Look... I sure wish
I could make you understand.
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652. She says her name is
Wild Goose Flying in The Night Sky.
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653. But she'll answer to "Look,"
if that pleases you.
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654. That's grounds for divorce in Texas!
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655. You're really rough!
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656. Well, I don't think it's a dead-bird funny!
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657. Look, if you really wanna do some good,
why don't you ask her where Scar is?
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658. She heard you.
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659. You ask her!
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660. Do you know where he went?
Did he have a girl with him? A white girl?
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661. No, not a woman. It's...
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662. Sister!
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663. Look's gone!
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664. Pulled out in the night.
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665. She ain't goin' back to her family.
That's for certain.
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666. She took off the way
that arrow is pointing.
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667. Think maybe we ought to follow her?
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668. How should I know? She's your wife.
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669. "Maybe she left other signs
for us to follow but...
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670. "... we'll never know...
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671. "... because it snowed
that day and all the next week."
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672. We were headin' north
through buffalo country...
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673. when somethin' happened that
I ain't got straight in my own mind yet.
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674. On this day we sighted a small herd.
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675. We needed meat, so we circled around...
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676. and came up on them on foot.
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677. That don't make no sense!
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678. Hunger! Empty bellies! That's the sense!
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679. At least they won't feed
any Comanches this winter!
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680. Listen!
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681. It was the Nawyecky Comanches, all right.
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682. The ones we'd been looking for
all this time.
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683. It's Look.
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684. What did them soldiers have
to go and kill her for?
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685. She never done nobody any harm.
Copy !req
686. We've got to catch up with them,
maybe they've got Debbie with them!
Copy !req
687. Maybe they've got that chief they call Scar.
Copy !req
688. So, we figured Debbie'd been in the village.
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689. What Look was doin' there...
whether she'd come to warn 'em...
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690. or maybe to find Debbie for me...
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691. there's no way of knowing.
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692. Come on, move along! Come on!
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693. Yes?
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694. We're looking for a girl.
A white girl. A captive.
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695. Should be about 14 now.
Copy !req
696. Fourteen? We have two about that age.
Copy !req
697. - All the white women are in the chapel.
- What's this girl to you?
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698. - She's my...
- She's my niece.
Copy !req
699. One moment.
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700. - White women?
- Yes, sir.
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701. Will you stand up?
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702. Stand up, please.
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703. It's hard to believe they're white.
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704. They ain't white!
Copy !req
705. Not any more. They are Comanches!
Copy !req
706. Where are your casualties?
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707. Maybe you can help us identify them.
All white. All captives.
Copy !req
708. There's the white girl there.
Copy !req
709. No.
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710. "So we're setting out for New Mexico
territory in the morning.
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711. "I am sorry I won't be back
for Christmas again this year.
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712. "I set pencil aside and hope
you are enjoying good health.
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713. "And your folks the same.
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714. "I remain, respectfully...
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715. "... yours truly, Martin Pawley."
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716. They'll never find that girl.
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717. Never!
Copy !req
718. "Yours truly."
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719. He had to sign his whole name,
"Martin Pawley."
Copy !req
720. He couldn't write just "Marty"!
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721. I don't care if he never comes back!
Copy !req
722. Charlie, you stay for supper.
I won't take "no" for an answer.
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723. The thought of saying "no"
never entered my head, Mrs. Jorgensen.
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724. Ain't no place I'd rather be
than right here...
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725. right now.
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726. "Gone again, skip to my Lou
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727. "Gone again, skip to my Lou
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728. "Gone again, skip to my Lou
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729. "Skip to my Lou, my darling"
Copy !req
730. - Recognize it?
- That?
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731. Couldn't be two like that
in the whole world!
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732. Mose Harper!
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733. Mose, you look shabbier than ever!
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734. How about a drink?
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735. Ain't been too good.
No, sir. Not too good.
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736. - Getting old.
- You were born old.
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737. Been helpin' you, Ethan.
Been lookin' all the time.
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738. The reward still stands.
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739. Don't want no money, Ethan.
No money, Marty.
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740. Just a roof over old Mose's head.
Copy !req
741. And a rocking chair by the fire.
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742. My own rocking chair by the fire, Marty.
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743. You help us find the girl
and you've got your rocking chair.
Copy !req
744. Swear it, Ethan? Given word?
Copy !req
745. I told you, didn't I?
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746. Ethan, I found a man who's seen her.
Copy !req
747. He knows where little Debbie is!
Copy !req
748. Where is he? Who is this man?
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749. - Promise?
- Who is this man?
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750. I am this man, Señor.
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751. At your service. For a price.
Always for a price.
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752. Sir, I'd like to...
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753. Wait till you grow up.
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754. Let's talk a little business.
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755. Why not?
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756. Let's go.
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757. But I'm hungry!
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758. While you're fillin' your belly...
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759. I'm goin' out to meet a Comanche
named Cicatriz.
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760. Never heard of him.
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761. "Cicatriz" is Mexican for "scar."
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762. Medicine country, huh?
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763. Bad medicine, I think.
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764. - This is the great Cicatriz, War Chief.
- Scar, huh?
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765. Plain to see how you got your name.
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766. You, Big Shoulders.
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767. The young one, He Who Follows.
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768. You speak pretty good American
for a Comanche.
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769. Did someone teach you?
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770. That's right. We've come to trade.
Only not out here.
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771. I don't stand talkin' in the wind.
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772. You speak good Comanche.
Did someone teach you?
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773. - You, stay out here.
- Not likely.
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774. His sons are dead. So his wives sit
on the honor side of his lodge.
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775. Are all those his wives?
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776. Two sons killed by white men.
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777. For each son, I take many...
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778. Scalps.
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779. We've seen scalps before.
Copy !req
780. Seen this before?
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781. I came to trade,
not to admire his collection.
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782. Tell him we'll pitch camp on the other
side of the creek and talk tomorrow.
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783. It is not that I am afraid.
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784. Don't apologize. You got well paid.
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785. But he knows who you are,
and why you're here. This, I did not know.
Copy !req
786. Take it. I do not want blood money.
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787. Do you think old Scar means to kill us?
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788. He's got to.
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789. We've been asking for it for five years.
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790. Why didn't he make his move back there?
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791. Hospitality, I guess. Comanche hospitality.
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792. Why? Do you want to pull out too?
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793. Big Shoulders!
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794. Debbie, don't you remember?
I'm Martin, your brother.
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795. Remember?
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796. Debbie, remember back...
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797. Do you remember how I used
to let you ride my horse?
Copy !req
798. And tell you stories?
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799. Don't you remember me, Debbie?
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800. I remember.
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801. For always.
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802. First I prayed to you, to come and get me...
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803. to take me home. You didn't come.
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804. I've come now, Debbie.
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805. These are my people.
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806. Go! Go, Martin! Please!
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807. Stand aside, Martin!
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808. No, you don't, Ethan!
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809. Ethan! No, you don't!
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810. Stand aside!
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811. Looks as though I'm gonna have
to open that shoulder again.
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812. To get the poison out.
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813. Sure beats me, Ethan...
how you could've stayed alive this long.
Copy !req
814. Read this.
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815. "I...
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816. "... Ethan Edwards...
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817. "... being of a sound mind...
Copy !req
818. "... and...
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819. "... without any blood kin...
Copy !req
820. "... do hereby..."
Copy !req
821. Bequeath. It means "leave."
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822. "... bequeath...
Copy !req
823. "... all my property...
Copy !req
824. "... of any kind...
Copy !req
825. "... to Martin Pawley."
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826. What do you mean,
you don't have any "blood kin"?
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827. Debbie is your blood kin!
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828. Not no more, she ain't!
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829. Well, you can keep your will!
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830. I don't want any of your property!
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831. Besides, I ain't forgettin' you was gettin'
all set to shoot her yourself.
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832. What kind of man are you anyway?
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833. - She's been livin' with a buck!
- Shut your dirty mouth!
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834. I hope you die!
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835. That'll be the day!
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836. Good evening, everybody!
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837. Here he is! All curried,
combed and washed behind the ears.
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838. Charlie, you look right handsome!
I'd hardly know you.
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839. Yes, ma'am.
I can't hardly recognize myself.
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840. Get it on, Luther!
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841. Why don't you have a drink?
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842. Oh, no, Nesby.
Not till I'm finished my clergyin'.
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843. Bar's closed. Right, Sister Jorgensen?
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844. All right, let's go! Let's get it goin'!
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845. Go ahead.
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846. Bible.
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847. - Get them spurs off!
- Yes, sir.
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848. All right, line up inside, boys.
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849. "Yes, we will gather at the river
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850. "The beautiful, the beautiful river
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851. "Gather with the saints at the river
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852. "That flows by the throne of God"
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853. Hey, you don't suppose they're
throwin' a party for us, do you?
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854. That'll be the day!
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855. I'm all right.
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856. Ethan, Martin! You can't come in!
The rangers are in there.
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857. What's that got to do with us?
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858. You're both posted for murder.
The both of you!
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859. That trader, the late Futterman...
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860. The Reverend and the rangers
are in there now...
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861. Well, what's goin' on anyway?
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862. Looks like you two will have
a lot to talk about.
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863. - Come on, Lars.
- Ethan... hide in the barn!
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864. What for?
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865. Please! Look, everybody!
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866. Look, Mama!
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867. Look who's here!
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868. Evenin'.
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869. Is the bar open?
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870. Any news of our little girl?
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871. She's not a little girl anymore.
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872. You've seen her? She's alive?
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873. I've seen her and she's alive.
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874. Good evening, Reverend.
Or should I call you "Captain"?
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875. I came here for a wedding, Ethan.
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876. Till that's over, "Reverend" will do.
Afterwards we'll talk.
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877. - Is Marty with you?
- Yep.
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878. It's good to see you back, Ethan.
We'll join you.
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879. But I wrote you one letter.
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880. One letter in five years!
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881. I read it till the paper dried up
and the writin' faded out.
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882. It wasn't much of a letter, was it?
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883. No, it wasn't.
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884. Might've at least said you loved me.
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885. You might've asked me to wait for you.
At least that'd have been somethin'.
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886. But I always loved you!
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887. I thought you knew that
without me havin' to say it.
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888. It isn't fair, Martin Pawley!
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889. It isn't fair and you know it!
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890. - I wish you wouldn't cry, Laurie.
- Who's cryin'?
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891. I reckon the best thing for me to do
is to go away.
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892. You do, Martin Pawley, and I'll just die!
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893. I'll thank you to unhand my fiancée.
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894. You don't mean you're
gonna be marryin' him?
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895. She sure is!
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896. And don't think your comin' back
is gonna change it either!
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897. Well, now, as to that,
I just don't know, Charlie.
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898. We hadn't gotten around
to talkin' about marriage.
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899. What right have you to talk marriage
to any decent woman?
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900. If you're referrin' to
that crazy murder charge...
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901. And other things.
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902. You think you're gettin' away with
bein' smart about the Indian wife you took.
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903. I'll bet she ain't the first squaw you ever...
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904. Why, you are a no good...
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905. Oh, Marty, you've done it again!
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906. Get out of my way!
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907. Marty! Charlie! I ain't gonna have
no fightin' in my house.
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908. Well, then we're just gonna fight outside,
doggone it!
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909. I ain't totin' no firearms.
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910. Well, that sure ain't gonna be no problem.
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911. - After you, Marty.
- After you, Charlie.
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912. Look, here.
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913. Thank you.
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914. Spit over that piece of firewood.
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915. Quit that, Marty! That ain't fair!
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916. Marty, now you stop that!
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917. Is this here altercation in the line of duty?
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918. No, sir. It's more in the nature
of a private fight.
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919. All right, then, go ahead.
But fight fair. No biting or gouging!
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920. And no kicking either!
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921. Get them up! Make them fight fair!
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922. Now you fight fair, Martin!
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923. Wait a minute!
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924. Somebody's fiddle.
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925. No choking! No gouging!
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926. Mr. Edwards, make 'em stop!
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927. Why? You started it.
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928. Marty, watch his feet!
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929. Don't forget, you're a lady.
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930. Come on, Charlie. Get up!
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931. Are you all right?
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932. I reckon so.
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933. Now, come on. I want you boys
to shake hands and make friends.
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934. Sorry I bit your ear, Marty.
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935. It don't hurt none, Charlie.
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936. Now you boys get cleaned up
and we'll proceed with the wedding.
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937. Where's my Bible?
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938. There ain't gonna be no wedding.
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939. Not till we get a few things
cleared up around here.
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940. It was a nice wedding party,
considering nobody got married.
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941. Ethan, I gotta ask you and Martin
to take a ride with me...
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942. down to the state capital.
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943. Is this an invite
to a necktie party, Reverend?
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944. No, I wouldn't say that.
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945. Likely you had your reasons
for killin' Futterman.
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946. Probably needed killin'.
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947. I'm talking to you now as a ranger,
not as a preacher.
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948. The fact that all three of 'em
was shot in the back was...
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949. the only thing
that raised some questions.
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950. That, and...
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951. a missin' gold piece that was
known to have been on him...
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952. just prior to his demise.
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953. Ethan, I'll have to ask you for your gun.
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954. Well, if it's all the same to you, Reverend...
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955. I ain't goin' to Austin!
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956. You're goin' if the captain says so.
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957. Stop it! Stop it!
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958. I'll put both of you boys
in the smokehouse to cool off.
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959. Good evening, ma'am. Captain Clayton?
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960. Excuse me, ma'am.
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961. - Captain Clayton, sir?
- No.
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962. I'm Captain Clayton.
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963. - You're Captain Clayton?
- Yes, I'm Captain Clayton.
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964. Col. Greenhill's compliments, sir.
The colonel wants to know...
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965. - Is your head cold?
- No, sir.
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966. I'm sorry, sir.
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967. - All right, start at the beginning.
- Col. Greenhill's compliments, sir.
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968. Hold on, son. Who is this Col. Greenhill
you're talking about?
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969. Why, Col. Greenhill is Col. Greenhill, sir.
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970. - Commanding officer of the 15th...
- And who are you?
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971. I'm Lt. Greenhill, sir.
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972. What is it your pa wants to know?
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973. Well, go ahead.
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974. My pa wants to know...
Col. Greenhill wants to know...
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975. - ... how soon you can put a company...
- Turn around, sonny.
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976. Yeah, he's a Yankee cavalryman.
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977. Col. Greenhill wants to know how soon
you could... I resent that, sir!
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978. Just funnin', son, just funnin'.
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979. How soon you could put a company
of your men in the field...
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980. fully armed for joint-punitive action
against the Comanches?
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981. - Joint what?
- Joint-punitive action.
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982. We received information about a band
of Comanches under a chief named Scar.
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983. What information?
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984. That maybe he's not far from here,
holed up somewhere.
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985. What makes you think
he's not far from here?
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986. One of our patrollers picked up a man...
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987. claims he was a prisoner with Scar
till two days ago.
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988. Talks kind of crazy,
but we brought him along.
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989. Says he lives here.
Keeps mentioning a rocking chair.
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990. Take his arms.
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991. It's Mose!
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992. Good evening, ma'am.
I came for my rocking chair.
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993. - Bring him to the fire.
- Watch him!
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994. Get him up!
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995. Here, get him a chair.
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996. Bring him a drink!
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997. Watch his head!
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998. - Take a drink, Mose.
- Drink that down, Mose.
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999. Mose. Scar... where is he?
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1000. My rocking chair.
You promised me my rocking chair.
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1001. Ask him about Debbie.
Is Debbie all right, Mose?
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1002. Made out I was crazy.
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1003. You don't think I'm crazy, do you, ma'am?
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1004. No, Mose, you're just sick and hurt.
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1005. Thank you, ma'am.
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1006. Mose, try and remember.
You were at Scar's camp.
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1007. I ate dirt and chewed grass. I fooled them.
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1008. Where is Scar holed up?
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1009. I won't tell you.
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1010. I'll tell Marty.
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1011. Seven Fingers, Marty.
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1012. That's enough, Ethan.
Let's get him to bed.
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1013. - Seven Fingers?
- Beg to report, sir...
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1014. that's what he told us,
but there's no such place on the maps.
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1015. Isn't it the Caddo name for where
all them canyons join under the Malapai?
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1016. Seven Fingers of Brazos!
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1017. My rocking chair?
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1018. We'll bring it.
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1019. You go tell your pa that
a company of rangers...
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1020. all 14 of 'em, fully armed and equipped...
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1021. will be in the field by daylight.
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1022. We'll be headin' for the south end
of the Malapai.
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1023. If he can catch up with us,
all well and good!
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1024. We can't take the field tomorrow.
For your own protection.
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1025. Sonny. Out yonder is a pack
of murderers...
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1026. complete with Texican scalps
and a white-girl captive!
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1027. If you want to protect us,
just keep out of our way.
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1028. Now you skedaddle back to your pa!
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1029. You and Martin are hereby appointed
civilian scouts. Without pay.
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1030. Take the boys and get back
to headquarters and pick up my company.
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1031. You're not going! Not this time.
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1032. Are you crazy?
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1033. It's too late. She is a woman grown now.
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1034. I gotta go, Laurie. I gotta fetch her home.
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1035. Fetch what?
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1036. The leavings of Comanche bucks sold time
and again to the highest bidder with...
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1037. Laurie, shut your mouth!
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1038. Do you know what Ethan
will do if he has a chance?
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1039. He'll put a bullet in her brain!
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1040. I tell you, Martha would want him to!
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1041. Only if I'm dead!
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1042. We can get within 200 yards of them.
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1043. There's a hub back off to the left.
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1044. How many, you figure?
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1045. About a dozen each.
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1046. Enough to go around.
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1047. Well, we found 'em!
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1048. Now, men...
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1049. the state of Texas is paying you
12 Yankee dollars a month.
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1050. Now is your chance to earn it!
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1051. Tighten up your cinches.
We'll go chargin' in about sunup.
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1052. - Now make sure that...
- Just a minute, Reverend!
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1053. If we go charging in, they'll kill her!
And you know it.
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1054. - That's what I'm countin' on.
- I know you are.
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1055. Well, it ain't gonna be that way!
She's alive and she's gonna stay alive!
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1056. Living with Comanches ain't bein' alive.
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1057. It's better she's alive and livin' with
Comanches than her brains bashed out!
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1058. Now, son, I know
this is a bitter thing to say...
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1059. but there's more at stake here
than your sister.
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1060. There sure is.
I'm gonna tell you somethin'.
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1061. I didn't mean to speak of it,
but I'm gonna tell you now.
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1062. You remember that scalp strung
on Scar's lance? Long and wavy?
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1063. Yeah, I saw it. And don't try to tell me
it was Aunt Martha's or Lucy's!
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1064. It was your mother's.
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1065. That don't change it.
That don't change nothing!
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1066. Give me a chance to sneak in and
get her out, before you come chargin' in.
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1067. What if you get caught?
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1068. - That don't tell them nothin', does it?
- I said no!
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1069. You go right ahead, son. But at the first
sign of an alarm, we're comin' in.
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1070. We ain't gonna have no time to pick
and choose our targets when we do!
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1071. It's your funeral.
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1072. Captain Clayton!
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1073. Captain Clayton!
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1074. What the Sam Hill...?
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1075. Go ahead! Why don't you have
your bugler blow the charge too?
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1076. Oh, never mind.
Does your pa know you're out here?
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1077. Yes, sir. The troops are 10 miles back.
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1078. The colonel sent me to find you.
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1079. You found me. Good work and goodbye.
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1080. Is there anything I can do, sir?
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1081. God forbid.
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1082. You just go back and tell your pa
where we are and where he is.
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1083. But he knows that, sir. Can't I stay?
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1084. Please?
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1085. Oh, all right. But you watch me, boy.
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1086. I'm the hard case you're up against
out here, not them childish savages.
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1087. If you don't hear my first holler...
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1088. you better read my mind...
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1089. 'cause I don't aim to raise no two hollers
on any subject at hand!
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1090. - Yes, sir.
- Boy...
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1091. watch that knife!
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1092. Sorry, sir.
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1093. Halt!
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1094. Mount!
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1095. Mount!
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1096. Don't say anything!
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1097. It's your brother Marty!
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1098. I'm gonna take you away.
I'm gonna get you out of here, Debbie.
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1099. Yes, Marty!
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1100. Brethren, let us go amongst them!
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1101. Charlie, Nesby, run off that pony herd...
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1102. Boy, you watch out for that knife!
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1103. Let's go!
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1104. No, Ethan!
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1105. No, Ethan!
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1106. Let's go home, Debbie.
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1107. - Does that hurt, Reverend?
- Shut up!
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1108. Good work, Captain! Good work, Son.
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1109. You wounded?
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1110. - A bullet? An arrow?
- No!
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1111. "A man will search
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1112. "His heart and soul
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1113. "Go searching way out there
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1114. "His peace of mind
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1115. "He knows he'll find
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1116. "But where, O Lord
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1117. "Lord, where
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1118. "Ride away
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1119. "Ride away
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1120. "Ride away"
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