Something needs to be done about Blue Duck.
What now?
He is killing so many travelers
that the Blue Coat soldiers
are going to be coming.
Have you seen these Blue Coats, Idahi?
There are hundreds of them.
They are not as good fighters as the Rangers,
but they keep coming.
If there are so many,
why haven't they attacked me?
For the same reason they do not attack me.
We are old men. We do not matter.
They want Peta Nocona. They want Quanah.
Quanah? But he is just a boy.
Young, yes, but he is still the leader of the Quahadi Comanche.
That horse won't take you far.
He won't have to.
I'm your wife's brother.
Let me help you on this journey.
No. The People need you more.
Anyway, you are wrong about the horse.
He is taking me on the longest journey of all...
the journey to the Other Place, the spirit place.
You are the greatest Comanche of our time.
The Peoples of the plains will soon know you are gone.
The birds will tell them.
Or the buffalo.
Your enemies will know. They will come for your people.
I see your manners have not improved, Nephew.
Kill the animal if you want, but do not debase him.
I didn't invite you here.
Even in death he should not be humiliated.
Just as well you killed it.
Skin it, Ermoke.
We have bear meat for our guest, my uncle Idahi.
I have never cared for bear meat,
and I am not staying.
I came to tell you your father is at his death place.
I was in the canyon with the People when he left.
Where did his horse take him?
Only your father knows.
And now I will tell you something else.
You have robbed and killed too many whites,
been crazy with their women.
The Texas Rangers, Call and McCrae,
will come to this filthy camp and wipe you out.
If they come, it is the Rangers who will be wiped out.
I will feed them to my bear.
You don't have a bear anymore, remember?
I was singing well until you walked up.
When I heard Buffalo Hump had left the People
to go and die, I understood.
He is old and had been sick.
No Kickapoo needs to understand why a Comanche does anything.
You don't even know
that Buffalo Hump and I are of the same heart.
But you're not sick.
I escaped the cholera,
but the time of the Comanche is ending.
I want to end with it.
But there is still Quanah.
Yes, there's Quanah.
He is a strong boy,
but the whites want the People to live on reservations.
I don't want to live where the white man tells me to live.
Soon all Comanches will have to learn to grow corn or raise cows.
I hate cows. There are no warriors left to fight the whites with me.
That is why I would rather go.
All my life, I have roamed this place.
This place was ours. The buffalo were everywhere.
But the life of the free Comanche is over.
Now go away.
You've become lazy, old man.
You used to wake up before anyone else.
Hard to be old and slow.
You were a great chief, but look at you.
You can barely lift your own shield.
That's Call and McCrae.
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