Meek's Cutoff Page #6

They don't think of life

the way we do.

That's documented fact.

[Solomon]

I think we need him.

I don't like it,

but I see your logic.

[Meek]

Oh, my,

don't this beat all.

You know what I've seen

his heathen's brothers do?

Strip the flesh

clean off a man

while he's still breathin'.

I've seen 'em

cut a man's eyelids off...

and bury him

in the sand...

and leave him

just starin' at the sun.

You can feed 'em.

You can treat 'em to the

best fixings in your lodge.

They'll turn around Boom!

Steal your horses.

We've come to

a terrible place.

[Solomon]

What do you think?

We need water.

That much I know.

Yeah. I don't see

any other way.

[Thomas]

Can't say I do either.

Well, let's take a vote.

Who says we keep him?

Aye.

Aye.

[Meek]

Got some pumpkins.

[Thomas] How do we get

our meaning across?

[Solomon] Hell if I know.

[Solomon]

Water.

Where's water?

Do you know water?

[William] He doesn't

know the word "water."

[Laughs]

[Solomon]

Where's water?

Here. Drink. Drink.

Water?

[Jimmy]

He doesn't understand.

You know the word "water,"

you dumb son of a b*tch!

[Speaking Native Language]

[Meek]

That's right, you mongrel.

[Thomas]

Mr. Meek!

[Solomon] Get away.

[Meek]

You have no idea

what you're dealing with.

It ain't Main Street.

It ain't

the village green.

[Thomas]

Please.

[Rustling]

Here.

Yours.

One now, for you.

One later.

Water. Us?

Blanket.

You.

Understand?

[Speaking Native Language]

That there is

the law of the land,

Mr. Meek.

Barter.

[Solomon]

Evening.

Evening.

I'll take

first watch.

That's fine.

Dandy.

Excuse me.

[Indian Speaking

Native Language]

[Meek] Blue Mountains

out that way, eventually.

His country.

About what you'd expect.

[Speaking

Native Language]

[Native Language]

[Meek]

He's a killer, ma'am.

Don't get too close.

[Brays]

What?

Well, everything

the steers have is

one less thing for us.

Mr. Tetherow?

Yes, ma'am.

How much further

by your calculation?

Well, it's hard to say,

you know.

It's doubtful it's more

than a day's journey

from here.

The Indian, he wasn't

carrying anything,

so he can't have come far.

So we'll find water today.

It would be a day alone.

For us,

it could be today.

It could be tomorrow.

[Scraping]

[Scraping Continues]

What are you doing, Emily?

I'm going to fix his boot.

You shouldn't.

Well, I don't like it

any more than you do.

But I want him

to owe me something.

[Scraping]

[Scraping Continues]

It's a pin.

[Indian Speaks

Native Language]

For sewing.

That's nothing.

You can't even imagine

what we've done.

The cities we've built.

Oh, God, the stench.

[Insects Buzzing]

Hold on. Let me finish.

There.

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