The Burrowers Page #3

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...that held off the Sioux

in the battle for New Ulm.

You know the story

of New Ulm, boy?

Yes, sir.

My father died there.

Well, I hope you know

your daddy died noble.

I will raise a drink

to your daddy.

...and every man

at this fire...

...for we will make certain

that we never see.

...anything like that happen

in this country again.

I'll drink to it.

Any reason's

a good one.

Who fed my Indian?

Hmm?

We don't find

those settlers.

...until he talks.

And he don't eat.

...until he talks!

Now who fed

my goddamned Indian?

Walnut!

You goddamn...!

Walnut!

Where are you?

- Somebody find that...

- I fed him.

Why, you ignorant son of a b*tch.

Henry.

You raise that gun.

...and the four of you will

be on ropes within an hour.

Christ, Henry...

...he was just gonna

shoot you a little bit.

And if Coffey fed him the same

sh*t your cook fed us...

...he ain't no happier

than he was before he ate.

Give it a rest.

Yeah.

This is my command...

...mine.

And I will not have

my authority undermined.

Apologize to the man

for undermining his authority.

I'm sorry for undermining

your authority.

Mm-hmm.

Bugle taps.

We're bedding down.

I want three men guard

until dawn.

I want guns on the night.

Anyone tries to sneak back

into this camp...

...anything moves...

...kill it.

Who's there?

Hey.

Are you all right?

Come on, Samuel, get up.

Hey.

Jesus Christ, Samuel,

you drunken sh*t.

What have you got for me here?

Give me my...

Who's there?

Wake up, Samuel.

Wake up, Samuel, for God's sake.

Bullshit. Bullshit.

Bullshit.

Somebody saw those

yellow-belly shitheels deserting.

I will not goddamn believe.

...that four men left this camp.

...and no one even

goddamn stirred.

What happened?

'Morning, sweetheart.

Henry Victor lost.

...some of his boys last night.

Yeah?

Where?

That's the question.

What's he got to say now?

We already know that don't work.

What was that?

He says he likes

white men.

He says about another

tribe... Miners.

He didn't say "miners. "

Men mine.

He used the word

for an animal's dig...

"burrow" maybe.

Let my buck do his job, Will.

God damn it, Henry.

Hey, don't touch my Indian.

John. John.

John. John.

Don't you ever

touch my Indian.

I've had enough

of that man screaming.

Eh, he's sh*t-all

for information anyway.

We'll get our answers

at the reservation.

This ain't the Sioux,

Henry.

He just said

"Burrowers. "

We need to face

the enemy before us.

Do you understand?

We're going

to the reservation.

Mr. Parcher.

Oh.

What do you think, cowboy?

I don't know.

There's another right there...

...maybe a third yonder.

Shitfire.

Henry Victor would rather

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