01x23 - The Mark Hanford Story

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Jake.

Welcome home.

How is New Orleans?

Fine. Just fine. Jake.

Where's my father? Oh, he's gone hunting.

My grandson. Hey, Mark.

You're looking fine,
but New Orleans cooking must have.

What is it, Jake?

Where's my mother?

She's gone.

Come on.

Where people?

I guess.

To the shire.

Well, why?

Can't say

You tell me, Jake.

Maybe you better ask her.

Mark.

Yeah, I'll do that,

Charlie.

What do you tarnation
you expecting to see out there, huh?

Oh, I just.

Quentin, I thought I might get a glimpse
at a Hanford station.

We've been anywheres near it yet.

What's all in Hanford, Margaret,
for, then?

This must be Hanford.

Landed it.

Sure is.

Every last two days.

This idling freeways beyond

here don't seem right for one man.

On all that land

we go tumbleweed and prairie dirt.

All the land. I guess maybe you're right.

But after all, there wasn't
nobody out here making bids on this land

when we got it.

What are you so paranoid?

Anxious to get the Hanford station
for, anyhow?

Oh, I was just thinking about speculating.

Now you just figuring on wetting
that whistle of yours on

some old man hampers corn liquor that he's
going to put out at that celebration.

I made you use it. Not a rag me like that.

No, He sure is a looker, though.

Oh, that's Dan Jamison.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Mighty handsome old man.

And pretty lucky all that land on her to.

Hey, Looks like plane ride real fast to

where?

I guess her. Oh,

you look pretty tired, boy.

Yeah, I guess I am at that.

Don't start bleating to me
about how hard you have to work now.

I wish I had nothing better to do than
ride out all over creation

and get paid for it to boot.

Well, what's on your mind?
Something wrong?

I'm not sure.

You better give it to us. Good or bad?

I rode out to the Cheyenne village
to talk with running back.

Oh. What do you have to say?

I didn't get close to him as a ceremony
going on.

A burial ceremony?

That's a sacred time with the Cheyenne.

Especially
if somebody important has died. Hmm.

Find out who it was.

No, but from the post to top of the lodge,
I figure was a woman.

And I didn't want to get close.

But believe
me, there's something wrong that.

You figure there's any trouble
with the settlers?

Maybe something like that.

You figured they might attack the train.

Is that what's in the back of your head?

More or less.

The ceremony the last three days.

So you'll be able to get to Hanford
Station easily enough?

Yeah. We'll make it.

We'll have to wait and see.

I'm going to make a wide sweep
and see what I can find out.

I'll be waiting for you
at Hanford Station.

Good luck.

You might save a little
good luck for yourself.

And keep your eyes open. Do.

Why? There's no.

Yeah here in folks.

You owe me here.

Hey, that's all.

You talked to McCullough a little bit
earlier.

Everything's all right.

Sure wouldn't want to get Mr.
Hanford all riled up.

Everything is all right, Martin.

Good. Good.

I'll bet he got those wooden bells
already out in Oregon.

You know, I'm going to be hopping on
both feet of this here.

Cargo in on schedule.

In case you're a mr.

Hanford.

Don't know.

I'm not running a marriage service out
here.

Oh. Oh, is that Rodney Adams?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I didn't mean nothing. Personally, I.

Think I understand.

Thank you, ma'am.

Major Harris.

You, uh.

You know Mr. Hanford pretty well,
don't you?

I'm sure many years.

Well,

what kind of a

what's it like?

Well,
you're the one that's going to marry him.

You ought to know that.

Oh, uh, there I go.

I should have turned in early
and kept my big mouth shut.

It's all right.

I suppose you just want to know.

Same as all the others.

Well,
I came all the way out here to marry a man

I hardly even know

is Jamieson.

You owe me no explanation whatsoever.

I didn't intend to explain.

And I'm not apologizing.

I'm not ashamed.

Oh, ma'am,

I'm not much with words,
but I'd like you to know

that you got my best wishes
like anybody else.

Oh, thank you.

Melissa. Look at that pretty dress.

That's real fine.

Please.

Jamieson picked it up for me.

Melissa, what are you doing here? I was.

I was not asking you.

I came famous Jamieson.

See the bowls, You pull them.

I don't believe we need any help
from your sort, Miss Jamieson.

Not good, honey.

It's all right.

You know, ma'am,

when I was little feller,

I had an old aunt who once said to me,

Boy, there's a time to cry.

But it's not
when people are talking about you.

I'm not crying, James.

I'm not crying.

As a girl.

Night, man.

Mr. Hanford,

are you quite sure
that this is just the way you want it?

You heard me.

I want it
written down just the way I said.

Very well.

If you just sign it, then.

Right.

Mr. Hanford, I'm afraid that that's not
what's the matter.

Is that good enough for you?

Rank two men between here and California,

don't know my mark,
and it put money on it too.

I like the coat.

$100 gold from Chicago
and extra for the rest.

What is it?

Come in.

Mark.

Mark,

I boy,

I mean, I mean,

looking great

and long time.

Five months, huh?

Well, come on, have a drink.

Mr. Hanford, don't
you think your son signed an ad at all?

Legal,
ain't it? All right, go on, get out.

I like to get up.

Pretty fancy, huh?

I just came from the Cheyenne village,

you know.

The whole station's yours now.

You know that.

What you do there?

Celebrating too soon?

I got me an awful head.

Why didn't she leave?

Answer me.

Look, Mark,

you got to understand.

It wasn't that I wouldn't
let her be around no more.

But she wouldn't change. Not

same old squaw
always prowling around behind me.

Well, ain't no way for a man to live.

So she went back to Cheyenne's,
where she belongs.

She wanted it. That's a lie.

You drove it to it.

You don't know their ways.

She's an Indian.

And so am. I

to say that.

Don't you ever say that
you're a handful just like me.

I raised you to be a gentleman.

Ain't no man got the guts
to say a different boy.

You got to be a gentleman.

The whole place is yours now.

I made it legal.

I don't want it.

Look, Mark,

I come out here in immigrant agreement,
and I built it all.

I dug it out with my own hands.

I did it for you, you know that.

And you couldn't have done any of it
without marrying that squaw.

Oh, she wasn't just a squaw,
then, was she?

No. You pick the daughter of a great chief
so you could get the Cheyenne trade.

Betty. True. It's me.

I done it.

I got a right to some kind of library,
and I.

I'm a young man, yet

I got me a new woman.

What woman?

And I tell you,

she's coming out with Adams on the wagon
train better than Saint Louis.

You're like a boy.

She's real good looking.

Yeah, I guess I know where you met her.

I'm still a witness, kid.

You ain't seen today.

You can talk to me like that.

And don't you forget it.

And for her, you k*ll my mother.

k*ller. What are you talking about?

Oh, you didn't know

she starved herself to death
because she couldn't bear the shame.

Boy, I didn't know.

I had no idea,

Mark.

I didn't make her leave.

I had to tell her about

and come and look my sending for her.

She just stood there.
She didn't say nothing. I

stood staring like a Cheyenne totem.

I thought she went back to her brother.

Why do you let her die?

Why don't you blame him?

I know who to blame.

You k*lled her

and you're going to pay for it.

Mark.

Mark.

He'll come back on Jack.

I don't know.

We don't have that

time together.

Put away enough.

It's not between them.

Wyatt.

Hey, Mark.

What is it?

Come on, get up.

Look what that is going on here.

Hand for us, boys. Come by, Mr.

Jamieson, were my kids.

Good to see you, boy.

Busier.

I'm Mark Hanford here for you, Miss. Who.

Mr. Havers boy.

Ma'am.

Oh, yes.

Your father told me about you,

but I didn't expect you to be so.

I didn't expect my father
to pick anyone like you.

I'll wait till you're ready.

Don't you think it's kind of

silly for me to traipse off
like this in the middle of the night?

My father has his ways.

Then I guess you've already.

Found that out.

All right,

I'll be ready in a minute.

What are we doing here?

Let me

get down

here.

This isn't Hanford Station.

I said get down her

name.

Got to me.

Now, look, Smith.

It's the Cheyenne village.

Your father doesn't

where you can take me to your father
right now.

Not just. Yet. You just better be quiet.

Look, you can't get away
with dragging me around like this.

You have no right.

You're going to find out
when I've got a right to do it.

k*ll my mother.

I k*lled both of you. Him and you.

Your father.

I don't believe it.

How much did he pay you to come out here?

Oh, you.

How can you

do one of your own people?

You're not one of my people.

I'm Cheyenne.

Tyler.

Up me.

You bring hand for trouble to Cheyenne.

That is the woman who came

to take my mother's place.

Your mother was sister to running Bear.

That she is dead.

We grieve together.

But it is not good that her death
should be a sign of great trouble.

You must send the woman back.

My mother was the daughter of Chief
Yellow burg.

The blood of yellow bird is in my blood.

Cheyenne Law.

The woman belongs to me.

Why do you wish it?

Do you like the woman?

I despise you

and I swear I'm going
to make my father pay for what he's done.

You speak of vengeance like a Cheyenne.

But you think as your father.

I am Cheyenne. Now.

For you, that is not possible.

Let me prove. It.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Let me cut off here. Hey.

Yeah. Oh, hey.

Oh, hey. No.

Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

Like the old you

we made?

It's modern.

I mean, he's the woman.

The woman's here. Start the music.

Come on, hurry.

Hey, wait.

A little celebration

right where she got you.

Bring her in if you hear, hear

The good boy come for a couple of days.

He told me that you tell him out there
together.

I had

Marks
dragged her off to the Cheyenne camp.

I ought to k*ll you right now.

Well, I didn't know anything.
Oh, shut up. Go on, get out. It.

Jake ain't going

to be no celebration

element to be ready.

Right?

It's up.

To you.

Now. You are Cheyenne.

Cheyenne.

Blood is my blood.

Cheyenne Law is my law.

McCullough Out.

Of town, Doctor,

what's going on?

You plan to ride out
to meet your brother in an accident?

You haven't been coming and you know it.

I'm holding you and Adams
and the whole train responsible.

You signed a contract to bring her here.

Simmer down. But I don't know what you're
talking about.

And you're not my son.

Her off to the Cheyenne.

Is Santa Clara Running Bears Village?

That's right. Now I'm going to go get her.

You talking about riding into the Cheyenne
camp?

I'm talking about taking what's mine.

That means running back.

I'll fight
if you try to ride in there and take

as you're
no woman worth what might happen.

You see.

She's a pretty woman.

Yeah.

But that ain't no.

I found a little place near the river

Saint Louis.

She was dancing.

Dance inside like some kind of a wild

red dress with spangles.

But she wasn't like that.

Oh, she was quiet.

She'd hardly let me come near,

so I went away.

I couldn't get her out of my mind.

I kept going back again
and again and again.

She I.

I just had to have

no hope of a son of mine
going to keep her from me.

You were. Right. I know that camp.
And you're going to start a blood w*r.

There won't be a settler in the territory
that's safe.

And that includes you.

And I don't care about that.

You think you've got a chance
of getting it out alive?

You know you haven't.

And what good's a dead wife?

Even in a red dress?

Why do you suggest

I know running that

is wise.

And he doesn't want blood
spilled any more than we do.

Maybe I can bring her back if I can.

You can settle it with your son
any way you choose.

Grade.

All right.

But you'll be back with her by noon
tomorrow,

or I'm coming.

Remember that?

What do you want?

I'll tell him everything.

I'll tell you for good.

You tell him.

You tell him what it's like to be a squaw.

Because that's
what you're going to be from now on.

You're going to cook my food and water the
horses, and work until your hands bleed.

I will.

Yes, you will. You do exactly what I say.

And then when I'm finished with you,
I'll take you back

and throw you at his feet
and let him have a good look at you.

What do you think you're going?

I don't care what you think.

But I didn't know anything
about your mother.

I swear it.

Your father
never told me a word about her.

But he k*lled her for you. For some. Keep.

I'm not.

You'll keep him.

But the son of.

I pray that the wind with the North.

And the wind of the east

and the wind of the south

and the wind of the west.

I carry
my mother to the place of all peace.

What are you doing here? I.

I been looking for you.

I thought that I just had to find you
and tell you.

Tell me what? What is it
you could tell me.

I don't know exactly.

I just think I understand why you hate me.

And you can sit and talk about it
with my father.

When you're fine, I get back to him.

I'll get away from here.

Look,

I didn't have to come all the way out here

to find somebody brave enough to hit me.

I thought I'd left all them behind.

The codes and the drunks.

I said get away from this place.

You don't belong here.

Oh, that's right.

When you can't face it,
then you can run off somewhere and hide.

Capture.

You can run off to New Orleans,
where you won't have to be ashamed.

You're so righteous.

But you didn't do anything about it
when your mother was alive.

Did you know you ran after knew Orleans
where you wouldn't have to be ashamed

of it?

Oh, your father told me about you.

All right.

And how he raised you to be a gentleman.

Well, tell me,
did you tell all your college friends

that your mother was an Indian?

We are proud of it. There.

You stopped.

Least I was honest.

I told your father what I was.

I told him everything

that wasn't. Why?

Wasn't because I was ashamed.

My mother was a Cheyenne princess,

and I was proud of her.

They wouldn't have understood me.

I didn't belong there.

Never.

I belong here.

Do you?

I said leave me alone.

Look,

believe me,

if I had known.

If I'd known about you,

I never would come.

You know what I say is true.

If Running
Bear does not send the woman back,

she will bring great
trouble to the Cheyenne.

Trouble is

trouble of Hanford,
not trouble of Cheyenne, but of Hanford.

Comes with many men and g*ns.

Cheyenne will suffer.

The brothers of the Cheyenne
will come to fight beside Running Bear

and the army will come to fight
beside Hanford.

I think Bear knows that one pebble
makes many ripples.

The blood will stain many moons to come.

I speak as a friend of the Cheyenne.

Send the woman back.

You run your errand for my father.

I'll go back
and tell him the woman staying here.

I'm not doing this for your father.

I have nothing to do with him.

Can settle your quarrel anywhere you want.

Just keep it between yourselves.

Are you doing this for your mother?

Is that why you're doing it? Yes.

You're wrong.

I knew your mother.

She was proud and strong.

Proud enough to go off her own way
in silence when the time came

and strong enough to give something up
rather than bring trouble to her.

People

or yours.

The Cheyenne's or my people.

Are they?

You don't fit into the Cheyenne
way of life.

You can lie to yourself if you want to,
but you'll never be an Indian.

That's what my father thought

when I was a kid at the station.

If he even caught me talking to an Indian,
he'd beat me with his belt.

Yeah, I. No Indian, you hear me?

Got so I didn't know who I was
or where I belong in the world.

Like I was different from anybody else.

Well, I know where I belong now.

I've sworn a

Cheyenne oath of vengeance,
and I cannot break it.

You go back and tell my father that

you go back
and tell him he can beg his guts out,

and it still won't do him any good.

No, I understand.

It's not your father.

You hate it yourself.

Just get out.

Running bail once again.

Let me take the woman back.

It is the Cheyenne law.

He has a right to the woman
in return for the death of his mother.

She is his now

there is another Cheyenne law,

the right to challenge for a squad.

I'm taking the woman back

and I don't think you can stop

taking it hand.

But you better get John Close.

McCullough,

Let go of the

Cheyenne doesn't drive life
unless he intends to use it.

It depends on what girl he's going to be.

All right.

I can't.

It's too late to change your mind.

We're sitting right on top of a blood w*r.

And like it or not, it's
all because of you.

Well, I can't help it.

I just can't go to Mr. Hanford. Now.

I challenge for you in Cheyenne law.

That means you're mine.

Now, get your clothes. We're leaving.

Is that true? Must I go with you?

Law says Squaw goes if she is willing.

Well, I'm not willing.

I'm staying.

Why do I have to be?

The price
that you want to pay to stop this w*r?

Why do you pick on me?

Because I'm a woman and can't fight back.

Why don't you try to stop him?

I tried.

I know.

It's just that
I want you to understand how

I feel.

Look, tell Mr.

Hanford that I'm sorry
that I can't keep our bargain.

Tell him that my gone back with
you wouldn't change my feelings known.

Tell him to

try and give me.

I'll tell him

that.

I don't think it'll do any good.

I'll try anyway.

That's all I can do now. Lady

is trying.

You. You didn't go with him.

I couldn't.

I just couldn't go.

What you said about me.

It was true

about being bought by your father.

I thought I could go through with it,

but I just can't.

I met your father

in a place where I used to work.

Place along the river.

I had a dance with him,

with a men that came in there.

But I never looked at them.

I never even used to hear them.

I used to tell myself

that I was all alone, that they weren't
even there.

That I was out in the park all alone

and singing

with grass,

you know,

Once when I was little,

I ran away to the park.

Oh, it rained.

And it really.

But I stayed there all day

until my mother found me
and dragged me back

so I could go on scrubbing Thorn hunt home

drunk at night from that well

gone, cooking for

about

so I could go and smell the filth

that they poured into the river
every night.

I just had to get away.

I couldn't stay, didn't go.

But what you said about me was true.

I sold myself,

made myself cheap, just like my mother.

The only difference was

that the price was higher.

I made your father

say that he had to marry me.

If you're going to stay,

you could only understand.

But where is he?

When is he bringing it?

I just don't know.

Mr. Hanford

never trusted McCullough

what my county could do.

Why did it

come in?

Gray Yeager and his two sons.

What about them?

Come to the trade accord.

Why don't they offer?
It don't matter. None.

Ain't got no time to talk to him now.

Well, he's got one of the biggest union
tribe north of here.

There's a lot of trade.

Hey, I got no time to talk. Now,

when I tell him

Almost noon.

Yeah,

everything's set and ready.

I'll tell you.

I'm not going to change.

Not until she gets here.

You ain't seen her, Jacob.

You know she ain't like no other woman
you ever looked at.

The first time I talked to her,

she slapped me and clawed the skin
right off my face.

You got fire?

Ain't that some

good guess? Yeah.

I'm going to play this thing.

The bus.

Jake ain't fair

and got no right to do this to me.

His own pa, after all I've done for him,
I gave him everything

so he wouldn't live like I did me

Prentice out in a lake
barge hauling coal for.

I was 12 years old when I got him.

I swore he'd never have his hands
cracked open dirt on him.

Not my son.

Now he's turned on.

What is it?

What do you see?

It's my color.

He's alone.

Ain't got it with him.

I mean.

Well, I did what I could and ready.

Girl told me to tell you
that she was sorry.

She just couldn't. Keep her bargain.

I don't believe it.

It's. Mark's doing it wrong.

Girl made her own. Mind up.

Girl's mind.

Just come on back up.

I have to drag her now.

You handprints are all alike.

As stubborn as a pair of mules.

Frankly, I don't care
what happens to either one of you,

but there's a wagon train
full of people headed toward the station,

and I don't see why they should suffer
just because you haven't got the guts

to face the truth.

I'll show you what kind of guts I got

is that girl comes back
or there's going to be w*r.

All right, Jake, let's get ready.

Mr. Hanford, I've done
just about everything

you've ever asked,
But this it ain't right.

It don't make any sense.

You'll only be tearing down
everything you've built up here.

The station will be worth nothing if you
set off the Indians in this territory.

I don't care about the station.
I want the girl.

We haven't the men for something
like this.

And I ain't figuring on getting myself
scalped either.

Now you know I ain't a coward, Mr.

Hanford.

But this just ain't right.

It don't make any sense.

Every last one of us will be slaughtered.

You'll be k*lling your own son,
and you won't get the woman either.

He's right. Hanford

You're right in a running Bears camp,

and on one of you'll come out alive.

You're beaten.

And you might as well admit it.

I'll find some way.

Maybe if we snuck in on the camp with.

With some blasting powder
that just ain't no way running back.

I'll get help
from the rest of the Cheyenne tribes.

And you can count on us.

So joining him,

Jake.

Get some boys.

Grab Gray Julius Toussaint and time up
Gray Eagle.

That's right.

Them three is going
to pick things up for me just fine.

Go get em

easy.

Go back and tell your side friends.

I'll meet them halfway.

Hey, bring the woman.

I'll turn Greg loose.

If they don't, our skin them alive.

I'll tell them.

Hanford.

Hey, don't give up easy

that Sanfords bargain

Gray Eagle is brother to running bear.

I'd like to say he won't go through
with what he's threatened,

but he's the kind of a man
that can't stand being beaten.

He'll do what he says.

It is.

Cheyenne on

the run,
as must be sent to the other tribes on.

You two have never seen a blood w*r.

These tents will be ashes tomorrow
and maybe Hanford Station

along with it.

And those children
won't be playing this time tomorrow.

They may not even be alive.

If you live to count the Cheyenne dead,

I hope you'll think it was worth it.

I've got to go with him.

There's no other way.

I can't let people
be k*lled because of me.

I love you, Mark.

It doesn't matter
if we can ever be together.

As long as you know that

and believe it.

When I go with you,

I. Don't like it.

I think they done something and they here.

It'll be

that tell you

no gunplay unless I say the word

finally come to your senses.

I going.

It was my decision, not Mark's.

Well,
I guess as pretty is when I first saw you,

I brought a horse along for you to ride
back to the station.

Everything's lit up.

I'm waiting.

Bargains been kept.

Hanford and Ty, the Indians.

I guess you're right.

Cut him loose.

You better understand one thing.

The only reason she came
back was to keep peace.

She loves me.

And if you want to, you're going to
have to k*ll me to take her.

But I see.

Oh, boy.

Some.

You better understand, too.

I never ask for a quarter.

And I don't mean give it either

way when I object.

I couldn't have done it.

Take so more.

And when he loses,

that's the end of it.

It's all yours now.

I don't want it.

I'll say that.

Yours, Yours and girls

ain't no place for me here now

except to bury me.

I guess I've done a lot of things wrong,
I say.

And I didn't

mean that I lived as I saw fit.

And I guess I go right on living that way.

If I could.

Anyways,

I built it all for you.

Even your money. That

so you.

You run it like a Hanford. See,

I want.