The Man from Colorado

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We ain't licked yet, major.

They'll never lick us.

Artillery prepared for action, sir.

At the command, fire at will.

Take your post.

Do they see the flag, major?

Their colonel can't help seeing it.

Fire.

You sure settled their hash, colonel.

- Burial detail.

- First platoon, fall out.

Hey, the war's over! Throw away

your carbine, soldier!

- Throw it away!

- The war's over!

- War's over!

- Hey, we won. The Rebels quit!

- Johnny. Hi, Johnny.

- Hi, Jericho.

- You okay, kid?

- Don't call me "kid."

All right. I wanted to know

how you made out, kid.

Still wet-nursing the

little brother, sarge?

He ain't too little.

- War's over, colonel.

- When did it happen?

Lee surrendered at

Appomattox this morning.

- So it's finally over.

- Yes, sir. Wonderful news, isn't it?

Wonderful.

I gave the men permission

to celebrate.

They seem to have been

making a pretty good job of it.

Dismount.

Further celebration will be

confined to the tent lines.

Yes, sir.

Lead off!

I killed a hundred men today.

I didn't want to.

I couldn't help myself.

What's wrong with me?

I'm afraid.

Afraid I'm going crazy.

No.

No. It was the war, that's all.

But the war's over now.

I can stop. I'm safe,

God helping me.

Come on in, Del.

Everything under control?

You look like something's

bothering you.

Something is.

Come on, out with it.

Just, what happened

this morning.

A hundred men killed,

with the war over.

I hate it, Del.

Hate it.

Thinking about it makes me sick.

Sick and ashamed.

They could've run up a white flag.

If they wouldn't,

that's not your fault.

Thanks for saying that, Del.

Forget it. Relax.

Well, we made it, didn't we?

Yeah. Sometimes I thought

we wouldn't.

I never had any doubts.

That's why you're the colonel.

Don't talk that way. We've been

a team, a good team, all the way.

We'd better check the sentry lines.

I thought somebody said

the war was over.

We're not out of the Army yet.

Come on.

My feet hurt.

You haven't been riding

on your feet.

When are you gonna get

the ramrod out of your back?

The minute we're out of uniform,

so quick your eyes will pop.

If the captain is ready, move.

Yes, sir, colonel.

Yes, sir.

- Who's in charge of this post?

- Sergeant Howard, sir.

- Take it easy, Owen.

- Sergeant of the guard.

Hi, colonel!

I mean "mister." He's a civilian

same as me. Have a drink.

Put this man under arrest.

McGuire. Judd.

Take his side arm.

Come on, Jericho.

- I wish I didn't have to do that.

- Nothing else you could do.

Jericho's been a good soldier.

If anybody should know better than

to drink on sentry duty, he should.

Meantime, how about you

getting some sleep?

You'd better do the same.

I want to start for home

first thing in the morning.

- The soldiers are coming!

- Here they come!

- Caroline. Caroline!

- Just a minute.

Come on, Caroline.

We don't want to miss anything.

Hello, Doc!

- Proud of your nephew, ain't you?

- You bet I am.

- You never thought he'd be a colonel.

- Oh, yes, he did.

- Do you think he'll take the job?

- Oh, sure he will. I know Devereaux.

Federal judge is a big job,

especially for a man that young.

A man who handles

that bunch in a war...

...can make law-abiding

citizens out of them in peace.

And that's what we want.

The soldiers are coming!

The soldiers are coming!

- Take the men on into Glory Hill.

- You leaving us, colonel?

For the time being, captain.

Just for the time being.

- Hi, colonel, glad to see you back.

- Great work, colonel.

- I want to shake the hand of a hero.

- Oh, welcome home, Del.

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