Texas Rising

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The Alamo's fallen!

Santa Anna has taken the Alamo!

Santa Anna took no prisoners.

Sam, what would your personal compunctions

lead you to do?

Let Santa Anna get drunk on an abundance of confidence,

and then we attack with a vengeance.

Sergeant Knowles?

What the hell?

Last we heard, youse was deserting.

Now, just... easy.

General Houston wants us to track down Santa Anna.

Come here.

As long as you don't get,

you and your men are gonna be overrun and die.

I've ordered Colonel Fannin to retreat from Goliad.

This is the very kind of deliberation

that lost the lives of our compatriots

at the Alamo!

Mexicans, right over the hill!

Mexicans back yonder!

- Close the gate! - Right behind us!

Urrea's whole army back yonder!

Close the damned gate! Close the damned gate!

General Urrea's army right over the hill!

Whoa, our scouts

said Urrea's army wasn't due for a few days, boys.

Well, I reckon you got some pretty lousy scouts, then.

Mexicans close by. There's hundreds of 'em.

Colonel, you want that I should go ride for help?

We're moving out. Pack it up.

We ought to make a stand right here.

Yeah, the boy's right.

I don't want another Alamo on my hands.

Yeah, we go out there, it's gonna be a slaughter.

Not if we make it out in time.

Let's go! Let's go! Prepare to march!

- Pack all the essentials! - You ain't listening, Colonel.

They're here! Listen to us.

- They're here. We seen 'em. - Get on your horse!

Let's go, boys! Move! Let's go.

Take all the essentials. Come on, let's go. Let's go.

Let's go! Let's go!

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Your Excellency, pardon the intrusion.

Our sentries captured a prisoner riding from the north,

but the rebel army is in Kent.

Clearly, she belongs to someone of importance.

- No sign of a whip. - I ain't common or a slave.

Long ago I was contracted as an indentured servant,

but I was freed.

Remove your hands from her.

What is your name, Señorita?

Emily West... native New Orleans.

You may go with Colonel Almonte to answer his questions,

or you may remain here and answer mine.

Well, I believe I'd like to get to know

His Excellency better.

And so you will.

I'll send for you.

Of all the settlers in the Union,

there ain't nobody left to fight for.

God damned Fannin.

He's a crow's egg in an eagle's nest.

Watch out!

What's the hold up there?

Yah, yah! Come on.

Push!

God damned wagon.

Keep pushing!

God damned Fannin. God damned every...

God damned patriot.

He thinks he can win this war on his own.

Deaf, what's the doc say about your condition?

Ain't nothing changed since he gave me the long face.

Don't you never mind.

Sam?

Hope Miss Emily's feeling better.

Sorry to hear she gone off.

That Tejano Ranger, Flores...

He's sweeping for stragglers with Anderson.

Summon him up for me.

My suspicion is that you are running away from a man.

Now, why do you suspect that?

I just do.

Well, I like to think I might be running to something.

General...

I'm in the middle of lunch.

I'm sorry.

It's important, Your Excellency.

Your vigilance is commendable,

but I will handle the interrogation.

Yes, Your Excellency.

My man discovered an interesting monogram

on your saddle.

"S.H."

could that stand for Samuel Houston?

Hmm?

This is the man you are running from?

He wasn't the man I thought he was.

And why is that?

I saw the look of defeat on his face

when he heard what happened at the Alamo.

Well, now you are here.

What do you want?

I want a warm bath

with you in it.

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We get past this ridge, men, and we're safe!

On the double! Let's go!

Fall back! Fall back!

Move! Move! Move!

Ah!

Defend your positions! Defend your positions!

Fire!

Colonel's shot! Yance, give me a hand!

Hang on, Colonel!

We got you! Hang on!

My leg! My leg!

Wallace, send scouts to Houston!

Houston ain't sending no one! He's done warned you!

You must go!

Defend your positions! Spread out!

Spread 'em!

Boy, come here! My leg!

General Urrea...

Tell Santa Anna we have surrounded the rebels.

His Excellency will not accept surrender.

You must finish them.

I am not a butcher.

I will deliver your message.

Come on! This way, Truett! Over here!

How the hell did Fannin become Colonel?

Must have married well.

What's that sound?

The hell's that?

They're messing with us.

Tonight, my countrymen,

we not only celebrate our successes in battle,

but the total victory to come.

You stand in San Durant.

Chupaldo, where are you? I don't see you.

I'll give you the great honor to dispatch this message

on the flag of truce to General Houston.

This message says,

"There will be no refuge, no escape,

"no surrender, no mercy.

"You will be hunted down, butchered,

"and fed to my pigs!

And then, in turn, we will feast on you in celebration."

Compañeros!

Vamonos!

Tomorrow, they might take our lives,

but never our spirit...

the Mexican spirit!

Musica!

The men need that kind of thing.

Señor Presidente, General Urrea has Fannin trapped.

By morning, he will have the surrender of over 300 prisoners.

Prisoners?

Those men are fighting under no recognized flag.

The rules of war do not apply.

Don Antonio,

it's the Easter celebration.

Perhaps mercy would be the Christian thing to do.

Christian?

They are from the devil, not Jesus,

and there will be no resurrection.

Fannin should've listened to Houston.

You think we'll get out of here alive?

I wonder what Sarah's doing right now.

Don't you be thinking about my gal.

No.

Get some sleep, boys.

Urrea won't try another attack till morning.

Got no need to hurry.

Feel like I've been ate by a wolf.

Yeah, and shit off a cliff.

You boys brothers?

Nah, he's too ugly to be relation.

Yeah, well, he's too stupid.

I got a brother.

We call him Bigfoot

on account of he once killed an Injun with big feet.

Our pap...

he's a Virginia blacksmith.

He made us these matching wrist cuffs to bond us.

I hope like hell to see him again.

- General? - Come in.

If those Ranger boys don't come back with Fannin,

I'm cutting him loose.

Captains... misters Truett and Yancey,

are due to report back tomorrow.

Have a seat.

Sir.

Would you like a cigar?

Sir, thank you.

Señor Flores,

I need a volunteer to infiltrate Santa Anna's camp;