Escape from Fort Bravo

Take him.

How far did he get? = casa grande.

Thank you, sir. = sit down.

Where's his horse?

He was so scared of being caught he ran it to death.

That why you made him walk back?

Owens: You love horses? = that's one reason.

What's the other? You hate men?

- Drink? - No, thanks.

When I see you work at soldiering, roper

I'm glad we're in the same army.

I know how you think.

You bring one of them back like that

maybe the others won't try it, is that right?

That's right.

You don't see the whole picture.

I used to have a full regiment in this area

now I've got one troop.

I've got as many confederate prisoners as I have men.

I know it and the Indians know it.

Colonel, I don't know who's going to win this war

the north or the south.

But we're here to hold this country for one of them

even if we have to arm those reb prisoners.

It's a difficult position.

It's hard to know what to do.

Roper, am I losing my nerve or am I getting old?

Go ahead and say it.

This is hard country to stay alive in, colonel

much less stay young.

Anything else, sir?

Four of crandall"s supply wagons are overdue

with rifles in them.

I'll look them up tomorrow.

Lieutenant.

Yes, sir.

I'm taking out a patrol tomorrow

to look for supply wagons.

Detail of 16 men.

Yes, sir.

They don't like what I did, do they?

I don't either.

Well, that makes it unanimous.

Anything else, captain?

No, that's all.

Don't tell me you're sick.

- I'm tired. - Then go to bed.

I am.

Don't know why you should be tired. You rode the horse.

How is he? = he'll live.

Drag a man across the desert at the end of a rope

and you wanna know how he is.

Should've brought some flowers.

You raise flowers, don't you? = yeah.

You don't raise 'em to destroy 'em, do you?

Look, doc, I'm asking how the man is

not how I am.

You should ask me that some time.

You tell me anyway.

Roper, there are two big businesses in the world.

One of them is to keep people alive.

The other one seems to be yours.

It's not a world I made.

Captain.

- Yes, marsh? - I'd like to talk to you.

Alright. Come on.

Wonder what the captain is gonna say to him.

He didn't tell me.

How did a decrepit old man like you ever get in the war?

Because all the smart young men like you was losing it.

- Captain. - Evening, symore.

Alright, marsh, go ahead.

I'd like permission to see Bailey.

Why don't you ask the colonel?

I want it from you.

Alright, you got it.

There's something else, isn't there?

Marsh, if he'd done it like a man, even fought like one

I'd have brought him back that way.

But he isn't. He's a fool and a coward.

He's a boy and a...

And a poet and my friend.

I could have let the Indians take him.

They don't lose prisoners

and they don't keep any.

When you make your break

it won't be like a fool or a boy or a poet, will it?

I hope not, captain.

You're a good officer, marsh. Only you're unlucky.

- You got in the wrong army. - But the right cause.

They say that's the one that wins.

I shouldn't have tried it.

I should have waited for you

but I couldn't stand it.

I had to get home.

It's alright, Bob.

Bailey: I don't think I could make it again, even with you.

It's awful out there.

I know.

You know where I lived?

Virginia town on a street of maple trees.

At the end of that street, a brook ran

under a stone bridge.

That's all I tried to think about all day, coming back.

I think about it too. We all do.

- I'm sorry about not telling... - It's alright, Bob.

- I'm so... - It's alright, Bob.

I'll get you home.

- How's Bailey, captain? - He's alright.

What got into him? He go crazy or somethin'?

It's not hard to do around here, is it?

It ain't hard to do anywhere.

Bailey didn't think we'd ever make the break.

Beginning to wonder myself.

- What are we waiting for? - The right time.

- When's that? - When I say so.

Cabot...

You want to steal a horse and run off

across the desert like Bailey?

You wanna come back on the end of a rope?

That roper is as mean and tough as they come.

I think that roper suspects something.

He doesn't know exactly what's happening

but he's watching and listening.

That's why he did that to Bailey, so we could see it.

But I'm not Bailey.

Neither am I.

Think he knows what he's doing?

I know you don't.

Indians.

What about 'em?

with all that pretty black hair.

Ah.

It's still your move.

All present?

All present or accounted for, sir.

- Ammunition. - Hundred rounds per man, sir.

Very good.

Left wheel by twos, forward, ho.

Man 1: Over here, captain.

Dismount. Post a guard.

Where are the drivers?

They won't be far.

You want to see them, captain?

- Bury 'em up on the hill. - Yes, sir.

Man 2: Carter. Storder.

Is this the way they make war?

Didn't they teach you that at the point?

Why do they have to do that?

When you're in the grave, beecher, it doesn't matter

well, I think it matters. I think it does.

Write the war department.

Man 1: Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name

thy kingdom come

thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us

and lead us not into temptation

but deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Eternal rest, Grant on them, o lord

and let perpetual light shine upon them.

May their souls rest in peace.

In the name of the father, the son

and the holy ghost, amen.

Mount up.

How long have we had them?

All the time from dry Springs.

Did you know we had visitors, beecher?

What do we do? Invite 'em in?

Avoid 'em.

They pick their spots.

Take the flank.

Hold 'em up.

Check carbine.

I'm glad we're out of that canyon.

So aml.

Captain, I don't think...

Get back...

- We'll put him up on my horse. - Yes, sir.

Double up on the wounded. Mount up.

We'll send a burial party back later.

Captain, shall I take it. Beecher now?

No, it's alright. We'll be in rock Springs in an hour.

I can taste that water now.

Everything nice and peaceful?

Beautiful, captain, beautiful.

It's crazy, Chavez.

All this beautiful country, and in one canyon

a lot of men trying to kill each other.

Very crazy.