Jeremiah Johnson Page #4

take her to Fort Hawley and sell her.

But you best take her, friend.

Besides, maybe she ain't near bad.

He says she's called The Swan,

but she'll answer to anything you want.

But maybe you need her.

You turn down this gift, they'll slit

you, me, Caleb and the horses...

...from crotch to eyeball

with a dull deer antler!

Pleased to make your acquaintance,

Mrs. Johnson.

Your husband has told me

so much about you.

Congratulations, Two-Tongues.

Wonderful wedding.

Bye, Jeremiah Johnson!

Where are you going?

l wouldn't want to disturb

your wedding night.

l'll see you in the fall.

Have a nice honeymoon,

Mrs. Johnson.

The way that you wander

ls the way that you choose

The day that you tarry

ls the day that you lose

Do you speak any English?

l don't speak any Flathead.

So don't bother me,

neither of you!

Sunshine or thunder

A man will always wonder

Where the fair wind blows

Wondering about something?

Go ahead, ask.

Leave it be.

Nothing wrong with quiet.

Cooking sure don't smell

like Bear Claw's.

Tie him off, boy.

Suppertime!

Go on, boy, and eat.

lt's good for you.

l'm full.

You religious too?

Religious.

l'm not going to harm you.

Religious.

Yes.

l'm not going to harm you.

Ain't that a lot easier

than saying all that gibberish?

Great hunter.

Fine figure of a man, yes?

That is all you need to know.

For now.

You getting enough, boy?

This wasn't my idea, you know?

Lord!

This'll do.

River in front, cliffs behind.

Good water.

Not much wind.

This will be a good place to live.

Hawk.

Going for the Musselshell.

lt'd take me a week's riding.

And he'll be there in....

Hell, he's there already.

l wish you would see fit to stop

the practicing of these ceremonies.

Take notice of the traps

and go fetch some proper food.

And keep your nose open,

there may be lndians about.

Be going for buffalo soon.

No, you'll stay here.

Go on,

fetch the rest of that wood.

Swan, l cannot stand this weight.

lt will have to do.

lt will keep me warm

in the strong wind.

And the rain

will not pass through neither.

Thank you.

You have beaver scent?

What's happened to your face?

My beard?

Here, l want you to watch this.

Spring.

There.

Careful, that'll take your hand off.

Put that smell down.

Won't come around without the smell.

Hell, don't run off.

lt's me.

What?

Skin this.

Troop, halt!

l'm Lieutenant Mulvey,

Third Cavalry.

That's Reverend Lindquist.

We've been watched ever since

we started the climb up from the Gila.

Who are they, Flathead?

l said, are they Flathead?

-Did l say something?

-No.

lt's been a long time...

...since l had...

...so much of the English language

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