Okay!
Shoot the gun!
"It was hard to know how to feel.
"I'd never been in a battle like this one.
"There was no dark political objective.
"This was not a fight for territory or riches or to make men free.
"It was fought to preserve the food stores that would see us through the winter.
"To protect the lives of women and children and loved ones only a few feet away.
"Stone Calf was a great loss, but even the old men could not remember...
"...such a one-sided victory.
"And I gradually began to look at it in a new way.
"I felt a pride I'd never felt before.
"I'd never really known who John Dunbar was.
"perhaps the name itself had no meaning.
"But as I heard my Sioux name being called over and over...
"...I knew for the first time who I really was. "
When we were younger, he always bragged about how brave he was.
And what a great chief he would make.
He thought I was impressed.
While walking on the prairie, we surprised a small herd of buffalo.
And the first thing this brave warrior did is run for a tree.
He would have forgotten all about me...
...if he hadn't needed my help to climb it.
And we sat there all day as this old cow circled below.
Making loud noises and hitting her head against the trunk.
Where are you going? There is gambling tonight.
Horseback's games are always good.
I'm tired. Horseback already has a good rifle of mine.
Good night.
How long will Stands With A Fist mourn?
I don't know.
I hope it will not be too long.
Has something happened?
What?
She has found love again.
With who?
Who do you think?
Tell me.
Dances With Wolves.
Are you certain of this?
When you see them together, you will know.
What are people saying?
They like the match.
No one is angry?
It makes sense. They are both white.
I suppose I will be the one to say something.
She's your daughter now.
I know.
Relax. You can't see everything coming.
Stop it. Quit your playing.
Stands With A Fist.
You will mourn no more.
Sit, sit.
There's talk that you want to get married.
To who?
To Stands With A Fist.
That's the one, isn't it?
She's in mourning.
Not today.
Kicking Bird has released her.
He did?
What are you doing here?
Kicking Bird told me to wait.
You might have to wait a long time.
Smiles A Lot says he saw Kicking Bird riding on the prairie.
He says he was talking to himself.
A medicine man takes it pretty hard...
...when he is the last to know something.
What do I do?
You are pretty poor and a Sioux girl is not for free.
I don't know if you can get married.
I have the buckskin....
No, that's too much medicine.
Do you think my horse is too much medicine?
For a girl.
Wait here. Maybe we can help you.
Wait.
That's all I do is wait!
"The whole village was eager to take up a collection on my behalf.
"The generosity of the people was astonishing.
"The more valued the gift, the more easily it was given.
"Even the poorer families wanted to give up animals they could not afford.
"It was hard to turn them away.
"Black Shawl was a mystery.
"I couldn't guess what she was thinking and she offered no advice...
"...no words of encouragement.
"I may have been the brunt of an inside joke...
"...that included the entire village...
"...but I was determined.
"Wind In His Hair told me if all the gifts were gone in the morning...
"...my offer had been accepted.
"I spent a sleepless night wondering what misstep, if any, I had made.
"I had no idea what Kicking Bird's decision would be. "
Turn around.
You look good.
You know, the man she mourned for....
He was my best friend.
I didn't know that.
He was a good man.
It has been hard for me to like you.
I am not the thinker Kicking Bird is.
I always feel anger first.
There were no answers to my questions.
But now I think he went away because you were coming.
That is how I see it.
This is a good day for me.
And for me.
If you want this man, take his hand in yours.
"I had never been married before.
"I don't know if all grooms have the same experience...
"...but as Kicking Bird began to speak about what was expected of a Sioux husband...
"...my mind began to swim in a way that shut out everything but her...
"...the tiny details of her costume...
"...the contours of her shape...
"...the light in her eyes...
"...the smallness of her feet.
"I knew that the love between us would be served. "
Have you heard all that I have said?
Yes.
Good, then take her inside.
She is your wife.
Good.
Thank you.
Bye.
Dances With Wolves' door is closed a lot these days.
I think they're having trouble making a baby.
I don't think they're having trouble at all.
If we pull the smoke flap shut, they will come out for sure.
Dances With Wolves, are you in there?
Today I am riding away to a far away place.
I would like you to ride with me.
It's good to be out.
Yes, it must be.
We are trying for a baby.
No waiting?
No waiting.
I was just thinking that of all the trails in this life...
...there is one that matters most.
It is the trail of a true human being.
I think you are on this trail, and it is good to see.
We call you the Busy Bee.
It is said that all the animals were born here.
That from here they spread over the prairies to feed all the people.
Even our enemies agree that this is a sacred place.
It's quiet here.
We must wait for these people.
No, they've been gone a week. Maybe more.
We will water the horses and go home.
You always ask about the white people.
You always want to know how many more are coming.
There will be a lot, my friend.
More than can be counted.
How many?
Like the stars.
It makes me afraid for all the Sioux.
We should tell this to Ten Bears.
The men who wore this came...
...in the time of my grandfather's grandfather.
Eventually we drove them out.
Then the Mexicans came. They do not come here anymore.
In my own time, the Texans.
They have been like all the others.
They take without asking.
I don't know if we are ready for these people.
But I think you are right. I think they will keep coming.
When I think of that, I look at this helmet.
Our country is all that we have, and we will fight to keep it.
Tomorrow we will strike the village...
...and go to the winter camp.
You have everything from the soldier fort?
Yes.
There's nothing for me there.
That's good.
The journal.
Stands With.... Wait!
Words are important!
The words in the book are like a trail for people to follow.
Now, it tells everything about my life here. I must get it.
Enough.
We cannot wait for you.
I'll catch up.
Injun!
Get him! Injun!
No!
Stay down. Stay.
My God.
God.
It's okay.
Something has happened.
Dances With Wolves is not coming.
He must have trouble.
Pick two good men and send them back to the soldier fort.
Spivey.
-Spivey! -Yeah, Sergeant.
Tell the major he's waking up.
Move your worthless ass.
You got yourself a hell of a shiner...
...didn't you?
Major's coming through.
Does he speak English?
I don't know, sir.
Speak English?
Talk English? Talk!
I speak English.
Who are you?
Lt. John J. Dunbar. This is my post.
Why are you dressed like this?
I came out from Fort Hayes last April, but there was nobody here.
Do you have proof of that?
My journal's on the bunk in my quarters. My orders are in the journal.
It will tell you everything.
Spivey, you and Edwards were the first ones here.
Did you find anything? A journal?
No, we didn't find nothing, sir.
Where's Edwards?
He's outside.
He didn't find nothing either.
Somebody find me Edwards.
You turned lnjun, didn't you?
Didn't you?
What did you say your name was?
Dunbar.
D-u-n-b-a-r. John.
You say you're an officer?
-God. Did you read my orders? -No.
They're in my journal.
There are no orders.
There's no journal.
Why are you out of uniform?
I have to relieve myself.
-Sergeant, take care of him. -Yes, sir.
Let's go.
-He's a white man. -Doesn't look white to me.
-They say he's a soldier. -He's an officer.
Do you salute him or shoot him?
Here, you. Eyes front.
I said eyes front!
Don't shoot him! Hit him! Get him!
Get him!
Why are you out of uniform?
What's the army doing out here?
-Lieutenant's asking the questions. -Bauer.
We're charged with apprehending....
We're charged with apprehending hostiles and recovering stolen property...
...retrieving white captives taken in hostile raidings.
-There are no hostiles. -We will ascertain that for ourselves.
If you'll guide us to these camps and serve as an interpreter...
...your conduct will be re-evaluated.
-What conduct? -With all due respect--
Your status as a traitor might improve should you choose...
...to cooperate with the United States Army.
There's nothing for you to do out here.
Are you willing to cooperate or not?
Speak up!
I am Dances With Wolves.
What's that?
I have nothing to say to you.
You are not worth talking to.
Sergeant, form a detail and take this man down to the river.
-Let him clean up his face. -Yes, sir.
Not you, Spivey.
Lieutenant.
Major wants to see you.
Spivey.
Spivey. You got paper?
-What's it to you? -Give me some, shit-bird.
Can you read?
No, I can't read. What the hell's the difference?
You can't read either. Now just give me some.
-Quick, give me some! -All right. Hold your horses.
Bauer!
Let go of me!
Lap it up, lnjun. Go ahead. Lap it up.
You son of a bitch!
It's all right.
He's going to get hungrier, that's all. But maybe that don't matter.
Word is they're going to ship you back to Hayes.
And once you get there, they gonna hang you.
Come on. Forget about him. Go on. Get out of here.
Get up in there!
Spivey, what is that?
Looks like he's following us.
Hell, I'm going to shoot him.
Dang. You missed him.
-Don't shoot, damn it. It's my shot. -Wait. I seen him first.
-Get down! -Look at that stupid bastard.
He ain't even moving.
-Wait a minute! That's my shot. -Shoot him!
Shoot him, Edwards. He's standing there.
Shoot him!
Jesus Christ! Holy shit!
Bauer, get him off him!
He might have killed you.
I'll get that son of a bitch.
Sit down, goddamn it!
That's it. I got him!
Dead shot, boys. Come on.
Son of a bitch!
Get up!
I mean it! Get up!
Get up! Come on, get up!
What?
You bash that prisoner one more time, I'll put those shackles on you.
You men get back here!
Goddamn it!
Boo.
Clear behind that stand of trees?
All right. Let's go.
I don't see nobody.
Indians!
No.
Dances With Wolves is quiet these days.
Is his heart bad?
Killing the soldiers at the river...
...was a good thing.
I did not mind killing those men. I was glad to do it.
But the soldiers hate me now, like they hate no other.
They think I am a traitor.
And they will hunt for me.
And when they find me, they find you.
I think it would be wise to move the village now.
I will be leaving.
I must go and talk with those who would listen.
Quiet. You are hurting my ears.
Leave us alone.
You are the only white man I have ever known.
I have thought about you a lot. More than you know.
But I think you are wrong.
The man the soldiers are looking for no longer exists.
Now there is only a Sioux named Dances With Wolves.
Let's smoke awhile.
"With Ten Bears, it was always more than a while.
"There was purpose in everything he did and I knew he wanted me to stay.
"But I was sure of myself.
"I would be an excuse and that's all the army would need to find this place.
"I pushed him as far as I could to move the camp...
"...but in the end he only smiled and talked of simple pleasures.
"He reminded me that at his age a good fire is better than anything.
"Ten Bears was an extraordinary man. "
You have nothing to say?
What can I tell you?
What's ever on your mind.
You've made the decision.
My place is with you.
I go where you go.
You're not afraid?
No.
I told Ten Bears we'd leave when the snow breaks.
Did you tell everyone?
Not everyone.
It's all right.
You...
...finish your pipe?
Good pipe.
How...
...does it smoke?
I've never smoked it.
We come far...
...you and me.
I will not forget you.
Dances With Wolves.
I am Wind In His Hair.
Do you see that I am your friend?
Can you see that you will always be my friend?
Sergeant! Over here! Now!
Subs ripped by Windom Earle