03x12 - The St. Nicholas Story

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We always

planned to be in California long
before the first snow falls, but

a few seasons ago we had some early snows
that held us back for weeks.

And so it was late in December
when we moved down

the western slope of the Rockies
into the country of the Utes.

We were bone weary
and our livestock was half starved,

but we pushed on day after day
as best we could.

And at last we came out of the snow
country into a peaceful mountain valley.

Here there was good grazing for our stock

and a sorely needed chance to rest
for all of us.

It seemed almost like a miracle

that we should arrive in such a valley,
especially that evening.

So the next day would be December 24th.

Christmas Eve.

And I might.

Have lost sight of the fact
that the next day was Christmas Eve.

If it hadn't been for John Reed.

I watched him leading the children
in Christmas carols,

and for a moment I was a kid again
waiting for Old Saint Nick.

And I remember thinking, Here
is where Christmas begins.

The young looking to the old
for the gifts of the season.

John Reed was a man who gave the best

of all Christmas gifts, the gift of love.

Oh, really? Sure.

I'm actually homesick. Charlie.
I never knew that you had a home.

Why, sure. I had a home when I was little.

I think the stork just dropped me down
out in the middle of a vacant field.

You mean you had a mother
and a father like other people?

Sure I did.

I had a mother and a father
and an uncle on to.

Boy, these things are thorny.

Charlie, what do you want
with all this? Holly, anyway?

Oh, just kind of spread
Christmas cheer around, that's all.

You know,
Bill, I have brothers and sisters, too.

We used to go around saying them
Christmas carols.

I just long for the walk.
You know what I'm saying?

Why not? Well, I can never carry a tune.

Oh. Come on, we got enough this.

We better get back.

You know, Bill, when I was little, my
thought always tell me was no Santa Claus.

I figured all the time
you try to pull something over, you know?

Charlie. You're going to hang
your stocking out tonight.

While we do it, just in case.

You serious? Peaceful country.

Yeah, sure is.

Come on.

Jolly old Saint Nicholas.

And you

tell us what's going

on here.

Say, Christmas Eve.

I mean, so now you hear the man

whisper my children to me.

Tell me

what is striking.

Well, when I ask the street

down the chimney back

with your pack, your creed,

I was starting to like I wrote.

I will be astonished.

How good that music sounds.

If Mr.

Read was singing in German,
he might be one of our own star singers.

He is one of our star singers. Mama

Kris Kringle too.

What does language matter?

Christmas.

Can't you finish the dog tomorrow, Papa?

She's been driving all day
and to work so late.

This isn't the work, Mama.

It's Christmas.

Did I make enough tops, Mama,

I promised Mr.

Reed there would be one for each boy.

It would be such a tragedy
if some child thought he was forgotten.

He one for each little boy and one for Mr.

Foster.

My good friend Charlotte.

He says no Christmas, Papa,
what would you do?

I can't imagine a world
without Christmas, can you?

I can't imagine a world without you.

Yeah.

You know, there's a kind of a glow
coming from this wagon.

The lights up, the whole camp.

Is it too early for me to say Merry
Christmas?

It's never too early for Papa.

Merry.

Merry Christmas, Magi Adams.

May God
bring you the choice of the season.

Darkish in

furs, Bill.

Oh, he said you told him
she had a gardener's daughter.

That's right, I did. Why?

In a country like this.

I'm a color still way out in front of us.

It doesn't do any harm to take
some extra precautions.

To reverse the

Southern stars.

Major,

I sure feel full of Christmas
cheer tonight.

You keep away from that bottle. Bottle?

I only mean Christmas spirit.

Well, you can have
all the Christmas spirit you want.

Just don't drink it, love.

You're frowning on the night before,

the night before Christmas.

What's the matter?

You hear something out there?

No, I guess not, Charlie.

I suddenly get the feeling
that I should be here and something

to come to quiet

like the calm before a storm.

I don't. Tell me it's going to snow again.

Why? There's not a cloud in the sky.

No, there isn't.

I guess it's just my imagination.

Oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh.

I guess we are getting ready
to have a Christmas tree.

Our Christmas tree? Yes.

You know, it's amazing what can be done
with some simple materials.

Now, take these Christmas hours
from Sweden.

All you need is paper,
scissors and a loving heart.

That's wonderful, John.

So we're going to have
a Christmas tree, huh?

Mr. Reid says.

We can't have a Christmas
without a Christmas tree.

Well, Mr.

Reed is just the man who knows,
I'll tell you that.

What can I do with.

Well,
just get a paintbrush and start painting.

There were the boys.

Jimmy. Jimmy Sherman.

Oh, here he is, Mr. Sherman. Right here.

Oh, why?

You should have been in bed an hour ago.

Oh, Mr. Sherman,
Christmas only comes once a year.

I know. Come on, Jimmy.

You said Sheriff
class should come tomorrow night.

So he reading Jimmy
Jam Class Shasta. Jimmy.

Now, who told you that?

Mr. Wooster.

Well, he asked me.

I had to tell him something.

Now, maybe Mr.

Wooster hasn't met Santa Claus
since he added this area to his.

That's right, I haven't.

Now, if you had asked me, I would have
told you that here in the Rockies.

Santa
Claus comes down from the pine trees,

and we've got plenty of pines,
so there's nothing to worry about.

Good night, Mr. Reed. Good night, All.

Good night.

John.

John,

you listen to me.

Those children are going to be expecting
to see Santa Claus.

You can't treat children like that.
What's? Admit it.

You believe in Santa Claus?

Me? Believe in Santa John.

I'm a full grown man.

I wish I had the time
to debate the point with you.

But you do believe in Santa Claus,
whether you're aware of it or not.

Well,

our fat's in the fire now,

and you better come up with some kind
of a Santa Claus tomorrow night.

I intend to.

All finished, Mr. Reid.

I'm ready for a very happy Christmas.

And so am I.

Tell me the truth, Mr.

Reid. Are you Kris Kringle?

Well, in my country,
if I was Kris Kringle, I wouldn't be Kris.

I'd be Father Christmas.

You certainly would be, John. And you are?

You are indeed.

Good night, Fatah. At Christmas.

God rest in marriage and love.

And nothing is.

In your

power. Joy,

hurry up and.

Go down from hip hop.

All right,

That's it.

This was a day

like no other many things were part of it.

Death and life and hope.

A tree and a star.

It was the birthday of the child.

Born in a manger.

The Prince of Peace.

This day was a day of pain.

A flash of fire.

Illuminating faces I'd never forget.

But what am I going to do?

Good night.

I know.

I know.

Peter.

It sure has.

Come on, Mrs. Harris. Come on, Bill.

Try to come. It.

One man.

Oh, All right.

Take her away.

Try to have some help.

Get Ronnie.

John? Yes.

Just a shot in the shoulder.

Get you the people who really need.

You getting inside
the wagon. I'll go to get Dr. Gorman.

Tony.

Where they get you in the arm? Yeah.

Let's see it.

Maybe we better send the children outside
while we take care of this, huh?

No, no.

They stay here
because they need come back.

I want them to stay here.

I'm not going to take another chance.

My children
fall into the hands of those Indians.

Tony.
They'll be all right. You can trust me.

I trust you.

I'm going to keep them. I got handy.

And my children trusting me.

And if they come back,
I'm going to be ready.

All right,

let's put it down here for now.

See what we can do for this arm.

Major Adams.

Major Adams. Easy, Mrs. Sherman.
What is it?

It's Jimmy.

He's gone. He's gone.

Oh, he can't be gone.

He's probably wandered off to one
or the other way.

Oh, well, you know how he likes to visit.

When did you see him? Last week.
During the raid.

I was helping to load r*fles and.

And suddenly I turned around
and he was gone.

Now we'll find him.

Mr. Sherman.
He's got to be around camp someplace.

Bill,

we. Jimmy, Give me.

Any. Sign him. Charlie.

Oh, we've got to keep on looking.

Like you.

Did, you foxy
little Jimmy Sherman around here.

No, no, we haven't. No.

Oh, Doc, you all right?

All right.

Oh, we're just fine, Major Adams.

You can see that, can't you?

We'll fix your wagon for you, Mrs.

Dorman, with having shaved right away.

How much do we have to stand?

How much can we stand and still go on?

Cora, this doesn't help you. Go rest.

I climb the mountains, cross
the desert, dig the graves,

but keep on going West,
west, western, too.

We fall into our own graves.

Mrs. Dorman,
you've got to try to get hold of yourself.

You've been through Indian attacks before.

And it isn't the last, is it?

But I hope it is.

You hope this is the last
you said in the Plains or in the Rockies.

You said from here
on, the Indians will be friendly.

Please.

Well, how many people.

If we lost a day to the friendly Indians?

How many will we lose tonight?

And how many tomorrow?

No, no, no, no.

Last night I was drinking.

Good. Good work. Christmas tree.

Can you imagine Christmas in this country?

They'll be back.

They'll come again and again
until we're all wiped off the face.

Of the earth. She's bright.

I know. Dark.

You brought us. Here.

You brought us here,

right?

I brought him here.

I can't blame you for what happened.

I brought him.

I've got to hold myself accountable.

And she'll cry for a while,
and then she'll calm down.

What's the shock?

Well,

I go over and have a look,
and John Razavi.

Call me if you need me. Thank you.

Thank

Bill.

I want to check every wagon in this camp.

You take that side, I'll take this.

I want to know
just exactly how every family made up.

All right.
You keep your eyes open for Jimmy.

What's his name with a Jimmy Sherman.

And how many dead?

Five, five.

Five of my braves.

How many wounded?

Maybe 20.

Not sure yet.



How many white men die?

A scout say they bury three bodies.

Little eagle is gone.

Is this burrow gone too? Yes.

I looked at once.

Send a party to hunt for my son.

Why? Must be w*r?

Because we are here
and they want to come here.

Will there be another battle?

Yes. Today

the wagon
train will move down the mountain.

At nightfall

we will meet them
at the foot of the mountain.

It will be easier there.

More death,

more waste.

They are the enemy.

It must be.

Did you see anything?

No. Bellingham.

There's any Indians within Miles is sure
well hidden.

I was pretty easy to hide out
in those hills.

How's everything around the camp?

There's no. Further casualties.

Some of the folks are wondering
when we're going to move on.

Yeah, I know.

I've been trying to decide
whether we were hit

by a bunch of young braves having some fun
or whether it was a w*r party.

It was a w*r party.

We can expect more trouble.

I don't want to run into it
at the foot of the mountain.

Me neither.
The outdoor and the open and no cover.

I got to take a rest.

Stuck to his good grades in here.

We don't give him a couple of days
to fill up their bellies.

They won't make it across the desert

or Charlie.

Any sign of that Sherman kid?

Nope.

And I look in every wagon.

To look under every wagon?

Yes, Charlie,
Remember the last time he got lost?

We found him under a wagon.

I think we did. Sure.

He crawled under a wagon
and went to sleep, didn't he?

All right,
I'll go take another look around.

I'll help you, Charlie.

Come on,

Major Adams.

How soon can we get out of here?

Gentlemen,

we're staying right
where we are for the next couple of days.

We just can't.

Sit back
and have those Indians wipe us out.

Our stock can't go any further
without feed and rest.

Besides,
we're heading right down into the desert.

I say we go on foot if we have to.

We'd never make it, Tony.

Because Indians come back.

It's finish, Major.

You've got to come right away.

It's Mr. Reed.

John. Yes,

John.

Oh, I'm glad you got here.

Said so.

Well,
I'd hate to leave without saying goodbye.

I saw Doc Gorman's with him.

Oh, he was.

He was, but he couldn't do anything.

There's nothing he remembered.

You can only down
a certain amount of time.

Stopped, John. Not you.

And fortunately now got.

He is older than I am
and it won't take me to California.

You're on

to Asia.

The Almighty isn't certain.

He let me live through
a storm, floods and fire

and then suddenly
he is in the midst of this valley.

He summoned

and is certainly going to ask him

a couple of questions about that.

Stop talking, John.

Just take it easy. Rest.

You're a good man, Seth.

I particularly wanted to tell you
that maybe a little irascible,

hard at times,
but in times of adversity, tell restraint.

And another thing
I always noted about you,

even when you were busy doing
the big things,

you never lost sight of the little things.

The little things
that so often these things bearable.

John.

I think you're up to something again.

I am a transparent old man.

You always did see through me
like I promised the children.

Santa Claus. Yes, I heard you.

Well, it seems
I won't be able to be there, at least

not in the earthly form I intended.

But I'm going to ask you

to keep my promise for me.

And under the circumstances,
I don't see how you can

possibly refuse.

Neither do I.

John.

You'll find a suit
over there in the chair.

And don't
forget about the tree for the children

and the candles and the star.

And maybe, God willing,

I'll be able to see to this time.

No, I think it's relief.

Take me.

A rest in.

Your seat.

Christmas. I'll see to adjourn,

Little seniors.

It makes me think they're much.

Good by says

by John

Kehoe.

Maybe all of us have the right now

get everybody on the.
Other side to serve him.

Get them over here
right away. For a meeting.

Like me.

To get a much stronger caffeine.

All right, everybody,

everybody, come on,

folks.

In a few hours,
it's going to be Christmas Eve.

What are we going to do about it?

Nobody's in the mood for Christmas, Major
Addams.

Well, let's hear
whether you're in a mood for it or not.

Bill,

I want you to take somebody
with you and go out and cut a good looking

pine tree, bringing it here and set it up
in the middle of the circle right away.

But this is. Not time for Christmas.

Why isn't it?

If anybody ever
needed Christmas? We sure do.

Charlie.

Yes, sir.

Go. Makes up a batch of cookies.
What kind?

How many kinds can you make?

One kind makes them.

Yes, sir.

Christmas in this country?

Yes, Mrs. Dorman. Christmas
in this country.

Maybe Christmas in this country.

Most of all,

where all those children who were making
those ornaments last night.

Come on in here, all of you.

I know I can depend on
you kids to trim the tree for me.

Can I ask you.

How can I know it is a Christmas tree?

Without candles, you won't be able
to see it when it gets dark.

Wearing such adoration
that John really expect me to get candles.

Mr. Reed
thought that you would get some from me.

Oh, he knows that.

I made all the candles for the tree.

I have all we need.

You don't want a Christmas. Tree

by not.

Popping not cold in his grave,

You know, respect.

Yes, I have respect.

But respect is not all I have for Papa.

I also have love,

Papa.

Love Christmas.

We have the candles.

We have sir Tree.

Thank you, Mom.

No, thank you, Mr.

Adams.

All of a sudden, just now
you make me say something.

So life goes on.

It is good for life goes on.

We'll have a Christmas.

And it is good that life goes.

I wish

that the.

Fire that

gives the season to be jolly.

And well, God, not like your family.

But I. Don't worry. Mrs.

Sherman will find favor.

He's in this way.

He isn't in this wagon condition.

They're behind his back.

Go out. Dear
Mrs. Sherman. Come on. We'll find him.

Mean if they've found him.

His courage.

Our best scouts are searching
little Eagle.

He's only lived five summers.

He's so small.

The world is so big.

It's so full.

Of hatred

for him.

It was a strange, terrible day

for many of our people,
for all of uncertainty.

We prepared for w*r and prayed for peace.

And each passing hour
brought a new crisis,

a new fear.

Make sure your brothers was and

But plenty of horror in here. Boy.

Mr. Adams, please come.

It's gray.

And he's been hurt all over.

We'll never find him.

Mrs..

And this has happened before,
and we've always found him right here.

The Indians have it.

I know the Indians have

it. All of yourself.

Surely I want to

sterilize these instruments.

And when I call you,

you bring this whole pan in with.

I had no idea he'd been wounded.

You won't let him die when you made your.

Advances, darling.

I'm going to do my very best.

I think maybe you better wait out here.

I know you don't want to be distracted.

Thank you for understanding.

I'm a doctor's wife here.

At least I know what's needed.

We will make it into our arms

elsewhere.

The Jimmy Sherman isn't in.

Can't have looked high and low for him.

Where's the maintenance?

You can't see him. He's in surgery.

The doctor had a bulletin.

Jump and jihad out of that.

What next?

You'll have to work first.

I can tell From the way I feel it,

there's already been considerable
hemorrhaging our client.

Tarnation. Didn't
you tell me about this earlier?

I thought it was something
I could handle myself.

And I'll do the best I can.

And I certainly wish it was somebody else.

I haven't got time to shop around.

What if something goes wrong?

If it does
blame it on your medical adviser,

I'll try to instruct you
in each phase of the operation.

This as long as I can stay conscious.

He better stay conscious.

Doctor, if you want to stay alive.

Believe me, I'll.

I'll do my very best

to start your incision

in the lower right
quadrant of the abdomen.

Lower right here.

Just above the ilium.

The hipbone.

Oh, here.

As soon as you complete the incision,

try to find the point of hemorrhage.

It'll probably be on the inner
side of the huntsman.

You understand?

Yeah.

The b*llet should be large right there.

Well, come on.

Says it.

There's no time to lose

Charlie.

Bringing those instruments.

After you remove the b*llet,

do what you have to do.

You have to leave a piece of glass
in the incision for a drain.

Right.

I help you, Major.

You sure can.

Bill, light that lantern and hold
over here so I can see what I'm doing.

All right.

I'm ready when you are.

I make it straight.

Incision just above the big bone

from here to here.

All right, all right.

A separate

layer of tissues.

Hold on.

There.

Sally passed out.

You're on your own now.

It's over here, Bill.

Some more light.

We just lost Charlie.

Think he'll make it?

I don't know, Bill.

Hope so.

Merry,
Go outside and see how things are going.

I'm going to stay here with the dying.

Did I live

on tape? You?

Lionel's trying hard with you.

Yeah.

You can stop worrying about me.

I'm going to live.

That's good.

There's been enough of death today.

This is a day of life.

Faith,

day of birth, promises, resurrection.

I've never been a.

Particularly religious man.

This day

I feel very close to Christmas.

When do we attack?

Scout take a wagon train has not moved.

We attack when the moon is high.

As my son been found.

Not yet.

It is a big world to be lost in

football.

You'll never find him.

How can you find. Him out there?

I'm going to try the best.

I stay right here.

Oh, here, here, here.

Come on.

Take it easy.

Now. We're going back to the new one.

I know who called me that, honey?

My husband was my love.

My life is over.

It's not over. You're a young woman.

Sort of.

Bear your first baby.

Honey, I must bring a child into
a world lived in the years

he's gone

and the world is turned.

Does anything.

You leave?

Should I cry?

All you need to know
it would be different this time.

And I too have lost it today.

I know how your heart aches and wonder.

I know I think of what you have had

you a perfect happiness.

How many people live and die
and never know such a year is gone. It's

gone. US, animals and puppies.

Oh, Papa is gone.

Oh, no, not
what little Hanson might I hear to

to grow in Papa's image and fulfill
his dreams.

Sure.

You're going to be a Peters child

and Peter will live on in as a child.

You are blessed among them.

No notice leaves of time.

Our concern is was life was the living so.

Take care of things. Will

you have borne

a son on the holiest night of the year?

Former first lady.

Too many day in bed.

Bethlehem

was gorgeous.

Oh, God. Oh.

Oh. Oh, oh, oh

oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh.

Give me my son.

He was my hostage.

When I leave with our boy,
he leave with yours.

That's white man. Make w*r on babies.

This mighty chieftain of your youth
Make w*r on babies.

I have not touched your son.

Lucky I got here first.

If you get here first.

Would white boy still be alive?

I doubt it.

We do not make w*r on children.

Since when?

How many graves of white children
have I seen between Kansas in here?

And how many graves of Indian children
did white man ever look at his white

man who say an eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth?

Not Indian. Navy.

You don't say a chief,
but you should practice it.

Once my people

lived at peace with the whites, Shall
I tell you how that peace ended?

What happened to our lands?

How women and yes, our children.

I know you well, white man.

I have lived with you.

Knowledge
is an ancient sorrow in my bones.

This is the land of Ute.

You bring death here. You.

You say you lived with whites once.

I lived on white man's reservation.

Not here on land of my father's, but

desert land, present land to the south.

Now, you say all whites are bad.

You say only good Indian is dead Indian.

There are wounds on both sides.

Well, the lives of two children
heal those wounds.

An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

A child for a child.

Those to go free.

Why would you take my work?

It must begin with one of us.
Give me your word.

I give you no promise.

Beyond this moment.

There has to be a first moment.

Your word.

This is my word.

And only this.

You can take the boy

back to his mother and.

Why do I have to?

Just tell me. Why?

Why does he have to be mute?

Is already made and you are
just about the same size John Reed was.

It'll fit you well.
I won't know what to say.

Well, you better go learn. Well,
think of something to say.

Oh, I don't look like you do.
Do you got a beard?

Well, ain't got a big one.
You've got enough not. Stop beefing it.

Get there.

Here's part of my whole Christmas.

Charlie, stop arguing with me.

I've got enough trouble already.

Now, those children over
there have been promised a Santa Claus.

And you are? Rick.

Why do you all get in there?

You pull your pants up, Charlie.

I got him up to my armpits.

Now, I wonder what John was thinking about
when he made this jacket this long.

What's wrong with a woman's dress?

I look like an old fool.

I'm not going out there
in front of the people dressed like this.

It must have been crazy when he made it
this big watch.

Even too big for him.

You were a conniving old man.

I didn't realize till this minute just
how can I?

When you were.

Who you talking to?

All right.

Shall I take the suit off? Hi.

I knew you'd be up,

Major.

Do you hear that?

I sound just like

a john laughing.

I'm sure it was quick.

Oh. Oh, All right.

You just keep it up. Keep it up.

You're asking for it.
You're going to get it.

Get out of my sight
before I die, Larry. Oh,

name.

Oh, good.

Evening, children.

A merry Christmas to all. Oh.

Oh, well, let's see what we have here now.

What's your name, little man? And

what's the matter?

Don't
you know Santa Claus when you see him?

Let him go away.

Make him go away. I want thing, Nicholas.

I want Kris. Kringle. I love my. Mother.

Well I certainly didn't
come here to scare you all to death.

All right.

I don't know.

Are there Major Adam.

You read to me. Ha ha.

There isn't anything.

Oh, now, sweetheart,
that's where you're wrong.

You can't tell me that there's
no Santa Claus

just because he doesn't happen
to be the man you think he is.

You know, Santa Claus has many faces.

He has several different names
and people all over the world.

They treat him differently.

You know, in Holland,
they call him Saint Nicholas,

and he doesn't
put the presence in a stocking.

He puts them in a shoe
beside the fireplace last,

what do they call
him in Sweden? You talk. Him.

There you are in Denmark.

Some of the children
call him the young man.

And in France, the pair, Noel.

And in Spain, the gifts for the children
are brought by the Magi.

You'll remember the three wise
men in the Bible, don't you?

Sure You do.

You know none of those three wise men
look anything like Santa Claus to me.

But yet those three wise men

brought the very first Christmas gifts
that were ever given.

Just think of it here.

We set a small world within a world.

And many of us,
we speak different languages and we.

We follow different customs
and we go to different churches.

We all celebrate Christmas.

All of us, in the name of that
same child, was born.

So many years ago
in a little stable in Bethlehem,

and it's the same all over the world
to make

people who don't understand one
another's language

are closely in touch with one
another's hearts.

And in the name of that child, Santa Claus
brings gifts, and so does Kris Kringle.

And Father Christmas and Saint Nicholas.

And because of that, the world is warmer

and kinder because of the way people sit
and they look at each other and they smile

and they say, Merry Christmas.

Do you believe in Chad Glass
Major Adam I do.

You bet your boots I do. So do I.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Oh, your father.

Just hold your fire.

No, I have been thinking.

You said there must be a first moment.

Peace must start someplace.

Maybe here

is the place for us,

friend.

Friend.

Dylan knocked.

It was December 24th.

Christmas Eve.

Sunrise had brought death and sunset
the birth of a child and nightfall.

The answer to our prayers.

Peace on earth, goodwill toward men

and hope for tomorrow morning.

We all know

Jim. Oh.

Uh oh, yes.

That's so tender and

sweet and.

That Christmas

brought a new meaning
to the old, old words.

And with hearts overflowing,
we wished one and all.

Mary. Merry Christmas.