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Last week she was still with me.
Look at them, they're always stealing our shit.
He ain't our problem no more, he is like us, he's on his own.
Hold on.
I need a third.
So shoot him.
Ain't our place to wonder.
I ain't crazy about your plan.
You killed my son.
The cold started streaming down my face and my eyes ...
What's up? Who you are?
Was it the right decision ...
Fitzgerald.
I figure we're only few days out from the Fort, we're traped out.
- Feed him and watch him ...
They are everywhere.
Glass.
- What? - Say the Lord's prayer.
- Need I remind you we already lost 32 men?
You ought to be proud of yourself boy
Land is all dry up there, nothing for the Ree to hunt.
- I'm going up.
21 dead soldiers, more than 40 dead feather necks...
We climb Captain.
You killed my boy.
... who art in heaven ... ... I can't ...
When your team go into a meeting and you have to hold the fort
- I'm going after him. - No.
Get up.
A grizzly.
We had a deal glass.
Don't shout, you'll get us all fuckin' killed.
- Get the horses saddled.
Hold it.
I take your horses to find my daughter.
- Oh easy. - Where did he go?
Bridger, go tell the others we'll camp here tonight.
Take him to the cage. Take him to the cage!
- Bridger.
It's alright.
You came all this way just for your revenge?
We had a deal glass.
What are you thinking?
- Not now Jones. - Silver.
Yeah. You have my word, understand.
We keep climbing.
Jesus.
Oh shit!
The proper thing to do would be though... Finish him off quick.
Fresh blood. This could be Powaqa.
Go, I'm riding ahead.
Weston?
I'm gonna take advantage and stitch up, let me see.
I don't know but...
Let's make sure we're at ahead out by dawn.
I ain't afraid to die anymore.
Money or not, I'll stay.