Custer of the West Page #2

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Mayor Reno reporting, sir.

Welcome to the fort.

- Troops ready for inspection.

- Thank, you, Major.

I hope the parade

met with your approval, sir.

- Very good, one observation.

- Sir?

You only play

Hail to the Chief...

...for the President

of the United States.

- I'll have that corrected, Sir.

- Thank you. Dismiss the men.

Yes, sir.

Order! Left!

- Benteen.

- Dismiss the troops, Sergeant.

Atten-tion!

Troops dis-missed!

Why'd you join the Army,

Captain?

Come in, Major Reno.

Just asking the Captain here

why he joined the Army.

Sit down.

You're a crusader, ain't you?

Serve the Union.

Now you want to serve

the world.

Well, that's not the kind

of Army I'm gonna run.

Yes, sir.

Now, Major, what made you

choose the military way of life?

Well, sir, I was born into it.

I came from a long line

of professional soldiers.

My father fought

with Andy Jackson...

...and my brother

was at the Alamo.

Your father a drunk, too.

I'd like to remind you sir, that

I'm an officer and a gentleman.

I was wondering, Major,

if you come from...

...a long line of drunkards?

By the way, that parade of

yours out there, that was...

...the most stupid

miserable parade...

...I ever saw in all my life.

How many drinks

did you have today, Major?

One or two.

Can't remember?

I can tell you why

you joined the Army.

It was because the Army

gave you a home.

Because blind or sober...

...know matter how much

he drinks...

...you're entitled

to the saloon...

...you're entitled to the

respect of every officer...

...and man under

your command.

Major, there's no law

says you can't drink.

But if I find you drunk

on duty...

...once...

...that long line

of officers'...

...is gonna end right here...

...with you Major.

You like it as much as I do,

Benteen?

Troops ready, sir.

- Good mornin', Major.

- Good mornin', sir

My orders were for a full troop

with mounts.

Yes sir. The rest of the men

fell out for sick call, sir.

Get down, will you Major?

Yes, sir.

Good morning, Doctor.

Got an epidemic here,

have ya?

Malingerers,

every one of them, sir.

Do you mind if I have a word

with your patients...

...if they're not too sick?

- They're as healthy as mules.

Thank you, Surgeon.

- I want the cook.

- Yes, sir.

Now then, soldier.

What's your ailment?

Breathing, sir, it comes hard,

my lungs, sir.

You don't look too sick to me,

Corporal.

In here, sir.

Inside and rotting away.

I hear you've been

in the Army a long time...

Sergeant Buckley,

15 years, sir.

This illness, come over you

sudden like?

- Yes, sir.

- Must be catching, eh?

- Yes, sir.

- Yes, sir.

All right, Cook, any of the men

skip breakfast?

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