Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

... He is a squirrel.

Don't go questioning me now on the account of fact that we all feel...

Same as that elk, when they get afraid they run deep in to the woods ...

Chad, stop being A girlie little bitch

- Would you rather hold on to the pelts or your life?

Next time, if you want to shoot somebody ...

My heart bleeds ...

Any of you boys wonder how Ree managed to get their drop on us

... like the group of trees out there in the middle of nowhere ...

All you gotta to do is blink ...

Zac, grab the pelts!

... and the others were ...

Take all the pelts you want.

Try the course toward the Fort ...

And sit out there amongst the Ree, like a bunch of god damn ducks.

He ... he drop it in the snow.

Maybe you can give back some of them stolen pelts you buy from the Indians.

When there is a storm...

- You said he was dead. - I thought he was dead, I swear.

- Wait. Sir, I can't do that. - How do we get back without him?

- Sir. Murphy says there's a way down there.

Now grab your shit and let's go.

Prepare five horses for them.

You handle or I'll shoot him!

Prepare the kit.

... he was delirious...

No way he could have ridden through the night.

- Keep your guard up.

Cause them, them pelts we collect, they are still out there ...

- ... and service. - Yeah.

I was hired to trap them... I wasn't hired to guard them.

I told you he speaks French

- You got it Glass. - Go.

I understand Mr. Glass.

- Have you seen Fitzgerald? - No sir.

Sioux killed my people.

- I'll get you a drink.

- Gotta give him credit for taking that grizz down with him.

Not the way we're going, besides Arikara is...

Yeah, sounds like a good idea.

... if it wasn't for me.

You best hope that the good Lord get his ass here quick, huh.

Beside, I got one of my own.

... back upon land.

- How far from here? - 13 miles ...

Captain you ain't doing us, nor him...

Should have been three days of kill, but on Saturday, well it all went fucked.

And you stand in front of a tree ...

There's no way through down here.

Beside, I got one of my own.

Collect all the pelts we can carry.

Can you take him? Let's go.

It turns out ...

- We got no fucking choice. - No, no, we can't. Look at him.

I tried to tell him what was happening, but he won't listen ...

And what kind of savage you think his momma was.

... we was done right and all.

We leave you these pelts because honor demands it.

$300, is to get to go home with something.

If we wait till morning he'll have a days head start and he get away.

- What? - Sir, I can't.