Dances with Wolves Page #5

The union trooper who fired the fatal shot gets up from a

kneeling position and scrambles after some of his comrades.

EXT. UNION WALL - DAY

With his aides coming behind, General Tide leaps his horse

over the wall at a dead run.

The entire Union line pours after him, screaming a thunderous

battlecry in unison. Pepper is one of the last to scurry

over the wall.

EXT. BATTLEFIELD - DAY

The union troops have the rebels in full flight, chasing

them into the woods beyond the field.

EXT. BATTLEFIELD - DAY

Suddenly the field is quiet. There is rifle fire in the

distance but otherwise everything is still. The field is

almost empty. The three dead dairy cows are still there. And

at one end of the field is a solitary buckskin horse. His

rider lies on the ground, a foot hooked in one stirrup.

The sound of men's voices is coming near. Suddenly, General

Tide is peering down at him. Dunbar stares back, glassy eyed.

DUNBAR:

Don't take off my foot.

General Tide stares down into Dunbar's blank face. He kneels

next to the lieutenant and bends to whisper in his ear.

GENERAL TIDE:

You rest easy son... you'll keep

you're foot. As God is my judge,

you'll keep it.

The general looks up at one of his aides.

GENERAL TIDE:

Bring up my ambulance...

AIDE:

Sir?

GENERAL TIDE:

Bring up my ambulance. And bring my

surgeon with it. We've got an officer

who's worth something lying here.

The aide dashes off to do what he's told, as General Tide

gently removes Dunbar's foot from the stirrup and lays it

carefully on the ground. The image fades out.

EXT. PRAIRIE - DAY

The image of a boot fades in, pull back to see that a lone

rider is coming toward us. He has had a long and dusty trip.

It's Lieutenant Dunbar. He's still riding the little buckskin.

LEGEND - FORT HAYS. KANSAS - 1863

Dunbar pulls up short. He stares thoughtfully at something

in the distance.

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