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that the chief gets there
safely, without incident.
Why are you telling me this?
You speak as good
and Montana as well as anyone.
-Do you not?
-I've been over them some.
I'm assigning a detail
to accompany the chief
and his people.
And, quite frankly,
you're the only one
I can count on to get
the job done right.
So, you will lead
the party to Montana.
See the chief back
to his homeland.
Arrange the others
back on the reservation.
And from there
you will cut off East
to Fort Mason
for your mustering out.
With respect, sir,
I'm not leading that cutthroat
and his brood of bastards
and b*tches anywhere.
I'm afraid it's an order.
I'm afraid
I ain't obeying it. Sir.
You're retiring,
are you not?
I'm sure
you don't want to tarnish
your record
at this late date
with a court-martial.
To tell you the truth,
I don't give a damn.
Well, you do give a damn about
your pension, don't you?
Let me
tell you something, Captain.
Aside from losing
one's mind,
there is very little to do
for an old captain
besides sit
and whittle and whistle
and wait for the postman
to bring him
his pension check.
It would just be a damn shame
for a man such as yourself
who's put in the time
to come up short in the end.
(CHUCKLES)
JOE:
You have any idea
who that son-of-a-b*tch is
and what he's done?
I know he was considered
a very tough adversary
in his day.
And now
he is a dying old man.
No, he's a butcher.
Then the two of you
ought to get along just fine.
Shut the hell up,
you f***ing pasty-faced--
You have never seen
a lick of war.
-You have no idea...
-No.
No idea
what it does to a man.
I've killed savages.
'Cause
that's my f***ing job.
And from what
I hear, Captain,
there was never a man happier
in his work.
Look.
-Hmm.
-I saw what happened
to the 4th when Yellow Hawk
and his dog soldiers
got done with them.
-(CHUCKLES)
-And there wasn't a...
Don't you dare laugh.
There wasn't enough left
of those poor men
to fill a slop pail.
Understand...
When we lay our heads down
out here,
we're all prisoners.
I hate them.
I got a war bag of reasons
to hate them.
Skinny Figler, Edwin Tate--
Captain,
I just don't give a damn
how you personally feel
about Yellow Hawk.
I don't.
What I care about is this,
a direct order
signed by President Harrison.
So, you've got
just over 24 hours
to pick and provision
your detail.
Should you decide
to disobey this order,
you'll consider yourself
confined to barracks
pending a court-martial.
Stop!
This will be done.
And it will be done by you.
Now you're dismissed.
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