The Last Frontier

Cooper, if you were in uniform,

I'd lock you up.

Yes, Captain.

How do you like your fish?

- You left the fort without permission. Why?

- It's the best time of the year for trout.

Look, you just can't go wandering off

anytime you feel like it.

- What am I gonna do with you?

- Why don't you make me a soldier?

- No.

- Why not?

Because a soldier does more

than wear a blue uniform.

You mean, I'm not good enough for it.

Captain, I can leave. I don't have to stay

anywhere where I'm not wanted.

I want you to stay, Jed.

I like you. You're my friend.

What's wrong with me, Captain?

If you're my friend, tell me.

- You're just not civilized.

- What is this "civilized"?

I guess it's the opposite of being a savage.

You know,

even I have a hard time understanding you.

I understand you.

It's deeper than that, Jed.

You have to belong.

- Belong to what?

- To other people.

Me, Gus and Mungo. We've lived like that.

Ain't we people?

You gotta have a family. A wife, children.

Do you?

- I hope to, if I ever get out of here.

- That's what I'm gonna do, Captain.

Find me a woman, make some children,

get married and become civilized.

I won't go fool around

with these fish anymore until I tell you first.

I guess that's the first step, Jed.

Anything from Fort Medford?

Not yet, Phil. We've been trying

to get through all evening.

Would you like a fish?

No, thank you.

I want to thank you for not telling

the Captain about me getting drunk.

He might've been disappointed.

As soon as the snow falls...

I'm gonna go up in the mountains

and get you a bear skin.

- It will keep you warm for the winter.

- That isn't necessary.

How else am I gonna make friends with you?

Is that really important?

Yes.

Sorry, Mrs. Marston.

We just can't get through.

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