Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Shall we gather at the river
Yes.
Scalps!
You got him, pilgrim! You nailed him clean.
Grizzly bears, pilgrim. I collect the claws.
You got a name, boy?
It's for you.
How's the war going?
- I don't want no wife... - He says he'll be very happy.
The danger is over.
To keep you warm.
20 miles or so.
Won't come around without the smell.
It's been a long time...
Amongst Injuns...
I've got a chore to finish.
You sure are cocky for a starving pilgrim.
Weren't no griz left anyway.
English?
There ain't a man alive can match them on a horse.
Broke down in the snow and ice.
Religious.
Where are you going?
I don't believe April.
Hell, don't run off. It's me.
Watch your top knot.
skin that one pilgrim and I’ll get you another…
...are generally peaceful critters.
You will do well.
We'll have to turn around and head east.
And you know the high country.
Paints-His-Shirt speaks English, he just does this to aggravate me.
- Christian Indians? - Lots of them.
Better get one of these biscuits, boy.
You look it!
...do hereby leaveth my bear rifle...
And you, Josh...
Ever get lonesome?
Not about feeding.
Must have missed another war.
Must've missed another war down there.
Crows, they are fearful.
What's your name?
Here's your old grizzer brown bear can clobber bark off a gum tree.
Come dark, you give me your pistol. Load that bear rifle full of nails.
...drag out and whip any man in all Kentucky.
Just the company I keep.