Flaming Star

No lights.

-What do you think?

-Too quiet.

Ma?

-Pa?

-Happy birthday!

-We couldnt resist. Even Pacer jumped.

-Where you been?

lt sure is a surprise,

since my birthday was last week.

lts the first chance we had

to come out.

Wash up. Supper will be out.

y ou spent all day working.

We thought youd never come.

lll take care of the horses.

Eat up!

Well do that.

Will, play us some music.

How about this one?

Hey, Dorothy, never mind those dishes.

May l?

-Suppers ready.

-Supper!

-Sure is a fine-looking cake.

-l could eat a buffalo.

y ou dance like one.

Supper was great, Mrs. Burton.

Will and me always say. . .

. . .in cooking, no one would guess

you were different from. . .

. . .well, our ma or anybody else.

lm really proud you liked it, Tom.

Just a little more cake?

No, maam.

-What have we here?

-From me.

Well, now, that. . . .

That sure is fine.

What is it?

Well, you hang it on the wall. . .

. . .and you put hot water in here.

lts mostly for a man to shave by,

but you can comb your hair in it. . .

. . .or anything.

lt sure is fine.

Roz is trying to civilize Clint

against the day he proposes.

-lf he gets around to it.

-y ou wear the britches. . .

. . .maybe you ought to propose.

Pacer and me can look more presentable

when we come to the Crossing.

l thank you all, for everything.

-More coffee, anyone?

-l think we best be going.

-We can make room here for anyone.

-No, thanks.

We better go too,

1 0 miles can be long.

Ten? Me and Roz gotta

go clear to the Crossing.

The way she rides,

youll make good time. . .

. . .if you can keep up with her.

Well ride along with you a ways.

-Thank you, Mrs. Burton.

-Thank you, maam.

-Good night, all.

-Good night.

-See you at our wedding next month.

-y ou better see me before that.

-Good night! Good night!

-Good night!

Take good care of her.

We better go or we wont get home

by morning.

Thanks again.

-Good night, Clint.

-Good night.

-Good night, Roz.

-Night, Pacer.

-Whats that look for?

-Just thinking.

With that fancy gadget to primp,

youll be the prettiest fella in Texas.

Will you be quiet?

No use waking everybody up.

-lll put up the rig.

-lll get us some coffee.

Quiet!

Will, l tell you. . .

. . .you gotta stop

all this fooling around.

Making all this noise, l tell you,

the old mans gonna be--

See him?

Hunter?

lts hot out there.

lndian came up on that hill just now.

Pacer says hes no hunter.

Tie up the horses.

-What is it, Sam?

-Not sure yet.

He looked like he was trying

to figure something out.

Nobody said anything about trouble

at the party the other night.

No, sir.

A lot of things can happen

in three days.

Neddy, last time you saw your sister,

you hear anything?

No, it was just about like always.

Didnt you think so, Pacer?

lf trouble starts, wholl hit us

first, your folks or Mas?

Shame on you, Clint. lts more likely

neither will bother us.

That aint been my experience

about people in the middle.

Maybe its the new chief.

-What new chief?

-The Kiowas got a new chief.

-Since when?

-Maybe a month.

-What about old Lame Crow?

-Hes the old man of the tribe now.

-How long you known this?

-Since it happened.

-Dont you ever tell anybody anything?

-Not if they dont ask.

Sometimes l think youre

more than half lndian.

-He told me.

-Maybe youre the other half.

Maybe your ma was lndian too

and didnt let me know it.

One horse.

-Are you my brother beyond the wall?

-y es.

Then why light go out

when friend come in peace?

Why does a friend who comes in peace

wait until the sun is gone?

Warrior ride when stars are alive.

-Only against his enemies.

-ln the world of white men. . .

. . .there are men who are not enemies

nor friends.

-That is why l come to talk.

-Without giving your name?

l am known from one end

of earth to the other.

l have the strongest magic,

and l lead many, many warriors.

l am Buffalo Horn.

Buffalo Horn!

We cannot be enemies to the Kiowas

without being enemies to ourselves.

-Buffalo Horn should know that.

-l must see your eyes when you tell me.

-Do you come out, or do l come in?

-Neither.

We will talk to our brother

only in the sunlight.

y our answer is honest.

l will return again at a time

when the sun has killed the stars.

-That was him.

-The new chief?

-By himself?

-The others were over the hill.

What do you think?

He was carrying a war spear

with scalps on it.

They wouldnt do anything to us.

Maybe not.

l wouldnt be too sure.

Know what some of them still call you?

A trader said they got a name for you:

The thin woman

who deserted her own people.

-After more than 20 years.

-l dont believe it.

y ou boys better go to the Crossing

tomorrow for supplies and ammunition.

Thats fine. Fine.

Not so fine.

Wont be any time to dally with Roz.

l want you back by nightfall.

y ou heard Pa,

no horsing around with Roz.

What do you mean horsing around?

-Aint that what youre doing?

-No, it aint.

-y ou mean you mean it?

-What if l do?

-With a gal that wears britches?

-Whats wrong with that?

Aint nothing wrong, but. . .

. . .on second thought, you might

look pretty good with skirts on.

Where is everybody?

Anybody here?

lve been thinking about you, Clint.

-Whats the matter, Angus?

-lve decided that youre my friend.

But if your half-breed brother

comes here, lll kill him!

y oure not gonna kill anybody.

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