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Hang on to your cookie.

It's a couple of degrees hotter where they've clear-cut the area.

It roughs up the air.

- Looks like the moon on a bad day. - Looks like money to me.

Where about in particular?

- What? - Where about in particular?

You know.

We're in the right place?

You wouldn't shit me now, would you?

God damn it!

Got a light?

Who are you?

Polly.

Never go into the woods without matches.

Thank you, Polly, I'll remember that.

Am I in the right place?

Do you know who I am?

You're the man who talks to us.

Follow me.

Hold on.

Go home now! Let the machines through!

Stand back! Stay clear!

Hey pal, say cheese!

What does this mean for your people? What's next, what's next?

Are you okay, Eugene?

- You fuck! - Where is Wilf?

Your fucking white ass court did this. You fucking white mouth!

You lying mole! Get out of here!

- Thanks pal. - You puke!

Fuck!

Mr Maguire, do you intend to appeal?

- Where is Wilf, Tom? - Do you intend to appeal?

- You said we'd win. - I said that we had a chance...

Do you mind?

Where is Wilf? Tom, I said we had a chance.

You still get payed when you lose?

Go home now!

Wilf is here somewhere.

You don't belong here!

Are you in charge of this mess?

Where are you going, Chief? Not much of a warrior, are you?

Hey, stop it!

I represent this people.

My name is Peter Maguire, a lawyer from Toronto and

- Wilf Redwing is a good friend of mine. - Then tell them to back off.

Tell them they lost.

I'll have your badge.

- Hello, white man - Hello Indian.

- How are you? - I'm OK.

I'm sorry, Wilf. I didn't expect this.

I have to go back. I have to appeal immediately.

We'll beat them!

Make sure to gather your people together so there's no confrontation.

No violence.

Don't worry, we'll be alright.

- Do you have a vehicle? - Sure do.

- Give me a ride to the airport? - Absolutely, this way.

My briefcase!

- Damn it! - Let's go.

- Sing for your suffer. - What do you want to know?

Let's see now, you just lost the native rights case,

it's been front section news for the last month.

How do you feel? A little sick to your stomach?

The complaint was based on the impact of a road, not the native rights.

The judge didn't care that the road would only be used

to cut Indian trees.

- Any further comments, Mr. Maguire? - Nice road.

- Mr. Maguire. - We intend to appeal.

You'll drive me to the airport, thank you very much.

We'll be in Toronto tonight, and by 8 o'clock tomorrow morning

we'll be in conference on the afflict issue.

- Hip hip hurray! - What?

I said you're not gonna win, so why bother to appeal.

It's not what you said.

Well, I don't know that we not gonna win.

Why did you bring me here?

- I need 5 minutes. - My plane?

Call another taxi.

The court ruled in your favour, sir, but do you think that the Indians...

They didn't rule in our favour, they ruled for everybody.

Mr. Rickets, do you consider this a major victory?

Victory? What this talk about victory? Did our baseball play today?

Did we win? I should know, I coached at times...

- What do the shareholders think? - I don't know.

This has not been a competition we're been in here the last 6 months.

We've been listening to all sides of the issue

and we've been hearing people's needs, desires and now we've met them all

and justice has been done.

That's all I have to say at this time. Thank you.

One more question...

You're a joker, sir.

What are you doing here?

Peter, what are you doing?

You're not thinking of talking to my client, are you?

Peter, that's not something that's going through your mind, is it? Peter?

I think Mr. Maguire is a little confused. Our victory, his loss. Peter?

- We haven't met, have we? - Mr Maguire, I need to say something.

- Somewhere across a crowded court. - Aren't we, Mr. Maguire?

Bud Rickets. Dirty industrialist.

Where's your halo, Mr Maguire?

I keep it in my briefcase.

It is on your road, where your machinery is destroying the forest.

Stop the construction until I've had a chance to file for an appeal.

There is no reason for people to get arrested or hurt.

Listen, if I am not given leave to appeal, slash away.

- What do you think I'm gonna say to this? - We're talking 3 weeks.

- What do you think I'm gonna say? - You're gonna say no.

Then I'm gonna appeal to your sense of decency.

- Sure you are. - Fair play? - Yes, of course, fair play.

- Why terrorize people? - Careful, Maguire.

You'll get more accomplished with native cooperation.

I waited 6 months to get that road cut to get to the trees that I need

to keep this mill at full capacity and keep the town in full employment.

What do you think I'm gonna say to your cooperating Indians.

Well, you know what I'm going to say, so why, in fact, are you here? In five.

Perhaps if I was representing the band of cooperating Indians,

I'd wanna keep up your appearances too.

I never begrudge a man who lives in the byres of...

File your appeal and collect your fee,

but don't ask me to play your fool.

Press conference is over, thank you very much.

Don!

Peter, this was really improper. Really!

Is there a chance for a settlement out of court?

You guys are working overtime here, aren't you?

Hi Donna, sorry to call you at home,

but, I'm gonna be delayed another day.

So you gonna have to cancel my appointments for tomorrow.

Well, you just gonna have to try.

I'm meeting with the head of the band council.

Well, just do what's to be done, OK?

Listen... Listen!

Try to cover for me, alright?

Great.

Thank you. Bye bye.

...manager Bud Rickets:

My concern, in all of this, has always been for the local people.

Workers, their wives and children. Jobs and mortgage payments.

Everything has been up in the air.

But some knee-jerk environmentalist from the south, these lawyers, pencil pushers

get a nice, big fat contract like this, do their job, win or lose, they're gone.

They use more paper than anybody.

9 protesters were arrested...

Why didn't they arrest you?

I'm 6 foot 5, I'm too big to fit in their cruiser.

Mountie's are lazy kind of guys, see?

They were regional police.

All police are mounties.

You were right not to get into a fight with them.

Yeah, those white guys might have done some serious damage.

Hey Tom.

So...

Do you have a phone in your car in Toronto?

- Uh-huh. - I don't have a phone in my truck.

- Anytime you need a ride somewhere. - Just light a fire alright, man.

- I could fry some bread? - No thanks.

I think...

We may be beaten on this one, Wilf.

Eh, it's just a long battle, we haven't won yet.

An appeal might succeed.

No it won't.

One more time time, Wilf, you'll lose again.

It might be one long battle,

your forests, your rivers, your lakes.

One long fight, but I'm sorry, Wilf, you'll lose again.

And I do not see any great shining hope at the end of your tunnel.

Your world is turning to shit.

And your feel?

I feel that somebody has to pay. Somebody has to hurt.

People like me have done you no good.

I've failed you.

Who do you feel bad for?

Us, or yourself?

- No. - Give it back to me.

Good.

A sweat ceremony is to purify yourself.

- To give you an insight. - To what?

Yourself. To help you find out what you really want.

- But don't be afraid. - Of what?

Of yourself.

It'll be dark to remind you

we are in the womb of mother earth and we are naked as in birth.

Are you okay?

Say a prayer.

- What? - What do you see?

- What prayer? - What do you want?

Look inside for what you really want.

So,

what does a man who talks for us do for us?

He...

We... we have met?

I'm... I'm your lawyer.

I'm the man who...

I'm Peter Maguire, the man who talks for you.

And what has Peter Maguire done for me lately?

I lost your case against the mill.

Yeah? So what does he do for us next?

- Blow the place up. - OK.

Tie the mill manager up and skin him alive.

Do you think that's a good idea?