1:22:04
- What was that for, sir?
- That's for the drink.
1:22:11
Oh, you don't even store
honest whiskey.
1:22:17
Guthrie.
1:22:18
- She wants to speak...
- Guthrie?
1:22:20
- Will you go in, please?
- Yeah, that's my name.
1:22:24
Why does she want to speak to him?
1:22:27
Oh, of all the stupid,
tactless people I've ever...
1:22:29
- Well, I still want to know...
- Oh, shut up!
1:22:34
Guthrie?
1:22:40
What is it now?
1:22:44
These people.
1:22:45
They smile at me and show their teeth,
but it's the eyes that bite.
1:22:50
I have not seen the back
of anyone's head since I came here.
1:22:54
Their eyes are all on my body
like dirty fingers.
1:23:00
As if they would turn their backs,
I would leap upon them...
1:23:03
...and my touch would have
to be washed off like filth.
1:23:07
You should not have brought me here.
1:23:10
I do not belong with these people.
1:23:12
Running Wolf was brought in here
tied to a hand-led horse.
1:23:15
You weren't, you know.
1:23:17
But how could I know
I would come back to this?
1:23:20
For five years with the Comanches,
my eyes never saw a tear.
1:23:25
Now they see the silent questions.
1:23:30
How many braves has she known?
1:23:33
How many mestizo children
carry her blood in their veins?
1:23:36
Now, why didn't I kill myself?
I took a Comanche!
1:23:41
Well, that's great. That's...
1:23:44
That's great. You wanna go back, spend
the rest of your life as a Comanche?
1:23:48
Hide behind that old war paint,
dead before you're 30.
1:23:51
I don't understand it.
1:23:52
With all the Comanche
that's rubbed off on you, I don't know...
1:23:55
Why didn't you soak up
a little backbone...
1:23:57
...so you could stand up and fight?
1:23:59
- Why didn't you do that?
- Fight?