"NARRATOR:" "In 1877, a young man rode out of the West and overnight his name became a household word." "He 'd not discovered a continent or won a war." "He was not a great general, a great statesman or a great scientist." "Yet even now, more than 60 years later  the legends which surround him are as vivid as they were then." "His name was William Frederick Cody." "But to young and old, rich and poor, king and commoner he is known as Buffalo Bill." "This is the story of his life." "Hup, you!" "Hya!" "Hold that fire till you can make it count." "Hup, hup!" "It's your hide or my hair." "FREDERICI:" "You all right, darling?" "LOUISA:" "Yes, Father." "They ain't falling off for nothing." "[GUNSHOTS]" "Doggone, there they go and I didn't even get a shot at them." "Good morning, folks." "Good" "Are you all right, ma'am?" "Yes, I guess so." "CHIPS:" "I knew it was you." "Ain't another rifle in the world with a bark like that Springfield." "Miss Frederici I want you to meet up with Buffalo Bill Cody the best scout, the best shot, the best man on the plains." "How do you do." "And thank you very much." "CARVELL:" "Cody's buffalo hunter at the fort." "Senator Frederici." "Mr." "Cody." "CHIPS:" "I'd better go catch them mules." "CARVELL:" "I'll help the sergeant." "My daughter and I are grateful, sir." "You've saved our lives." "Anyone would be lucky for the chance." "Not everyone would've acted so courageously." "She's right, Mr. Cody." "We need more men like you to exterminate these savages." "They must be wiped out, root and branch." "There are some white men that need wiping out." "I don't understand you, sir." "This is not a war arrow, it's a hunting arrow." "No barbs." "A hunting arrow." "How very considerate of them." "Are you implying that we were fair game?" "I mean those were agency Indians, crazy-drunk on white man's whiskey." "I suppose that excuses them out here." "The red man and whiskey don't mix, ma'am." "CARVELL:" "We'll ride the mules into the agency." "Senator, you and Mr. Carvell can double up on Fanny." "Miss Frederici, you take Hyacinth." "If she cause you trouble, cuss her out and kick her." "I'll climb up with Bill." "I'm afraid I'm not exactly dressed for kicking and cussing." "Perhaps it would be better if I went with Mr. Cody." "I guess you're right, miss." "Prepare to mount." "Mount." "This is very kind of you." "I hope it's not too much for your horse." "CODY:" "Oh, no." "You're light to carry." "CHIPS:" "You go ahead, Bill, and we'll come along." "[CHIPS SINGING]" "Hiya, Chips." "CHIPS:" "I've been waiting for you." "Somebody wrote you a letter." "CODY:" "Me?" "That's right, my boy." "Who would be writing to you?" "CODY:" "Give me the letter, I'll find out." "CHIPS:" "You'll get yours in your proper turn." "The mail is delivered according to rank and there's plenty ranker than you." "Do I have to wait for every noncom in the outfit?" "You'll wait for every noncom and every buck trooper too." "A civilian don't rate." "[BELL RINGING]" "[CHEERING]" "BOY:" "Hi, Bill." "CODY:" "Hello, Ada." "Now you run on home to your mama." "Bye-bye, Bill." "Welcome, Mr. Cody." "Welcome." "Won't you come in?" "We have a number of unexpected guests you must meet." "Maybe I'd better not stay." "I'm not dressed for this sort of a soiree." "Nonsense." "In these buckskins, you're the handsomest man in the room." "By the Lord Harry." "It's Nimrod the hunter, led captive by Aphrodite." "Gentlemen, Mr. Cody." "General Blazier, Mr. Vandervere, and Mr. Ned Buntline." "Mr. Cody, sir." "We've heard of your indomitable heroism in snatching Miss Frederici from death at the hand of a bloodthirsty savage." "Will you honor me by taking wine?" "CODY:" "Thank you, Mr...?" "Buntline." "CODY:" "Buntline?" "Buntline, sir." "Special correspondent of the New York Herald." "I am a man of pronounced temperance principles." "Founder of the National Association of Modern Abstainers." "But there are moments when principle must yield to the importance of occasion." "Your good health, sir." "How are you enjoying your trip?" "What do you think of the West?" "The most amazing source of inspiration I've encountered, Miss Louisa." "The wilderness, the peak, the unending solitudes where roams the Indian in all his ferocity, in all his nobility." "After seeing his ferocity, I'm skeptical about his nobility." "Indians are good people, if left alone." "Nothing would suit me better than to leave them alone." "All alone." "The last to arrive on the glorious battlefield of Shiloh and the first to leave it!" "You'll never live that one down, general." "BLAZIER:" "Never, ma'am." "I made this myself, Mr. Cody." "I hope you'll enjoy it." "It's a trifle." "Trifle?" "Oh, how stupid of me, Mr. Cody." "Do you mind?" "Thank you, Mr. Cody." "Thank you." "Well, gentlemen, I'll leave you to your port and politics." "Who are you?" "An Indian." "What do you mean by stealing my clothes?" "I didn't come here to steal." "Maybe you Indians have another word for it, but that's my dress you have." "I tell you, I didn't come here to steal." "Perhaps you'll explain to me just what you're doing in my clothes." "I wanted to find out something." "And just what, may I ask?" "I wanted to find out if I could be as beautiful as a white girl in a white girl's way." "Oh." "I see." "There's your answer." "You look beautiful." "I wish your Indian brave could see you now." "Indian!" "LOUISA:" "What is it?" "What did I say to offend you?" "Please, I'd rather you kept it." "It was so becoming to you." "I don't believe you!" "You don't want it because an Indian wore it!" "Indian!" "Senator, have I made myself clear?" "Perfectly." "You may count on my support before Congress." "Why can't you build your railroad around the Cheyenne land, instead of across it?" "Young man, that would delay construction for over a year and double the cost." "BLAZIER:" "Yes, sergeant?" "We found him, sir..." "...but we had a little trouble." "BLAZIER:" "Bring him in." "A distinguished visitor, gentlemen." "Yellow Hand son of Chief Tall Bull." "Excellent." "Let's have a look at him." "Think we can get him to listen to reason?" "I doubt it." "I've gotten nothing out of any of them." "How, Yellow Hand." "YELLOW HAND:" "How, Pahaska." "Tell him his people must move out of the Smoky Hill country within 30 days." "I understand your words." "I have been to white man's school." "We've hunted and fished together since we were so high." "Once you saved Y ellow Hand's life." "When you do an Indian a favor, he never forgets it." "If you do him bad, he never forgets that, either." "Very interesting." "Now tell us, Yellow Hand" "They give themselves amazing names." "Tell us why your people refuse to obey the order to move." "We must live where there is food and water and buffalo." "What has the buffalo got to do with it?" "Without the buffalo, the Indian would perish." "It's his main source of food." "In the winter, the hides protect them from freezing." "I see." "If you want something from the Indians, why don't you treat their chiefs..." "..." "like the heads of any other nations?" "What do you mean?" "Yellow Hand is a prince, the son of a king." "Invite men like that to Washington." "Try and understand them." "Maybe they'll understand you." "Savages loose in the East?" "The idea is preposterous." "But what a headline:" ""Redskin Powwow at the Hotel Astor. "" "If they won't talk sense here, in their own back yard what can you expect 3000 miles away?" "Y ellow Hand, do you want us to use force?" "My people do not want war." "But we will fight if we must." "General, are you prepared to act?" "Y es, I have my orders." "All right, Y ellow Hand you've had your last warning." "Move or be driven out." "Is the white man finished?" "How." "How." "Well, as a newspaperman, I have covered every kind of fight riot and revolution, but never an Indian war." "Here's to something new." "You wouldn't talk like that if you ever saw the Cheyenne on the warpath." "There's nothing to be alarmed at." "I'll clean them out in a week." "[BLAZIER CHUCKLING]" "[SHOUTING]" "NARRATOR:" "The Cheyenne had no choice." "The tribes gathered and rode to war, a thousand strong." "They struck settlements and outposts like a whirlwind of destruction killing, burning, spreading terror through the countryside." "General, there's a Cheyenne war party about 500 braves heading this way." "Where'd you make contact?" "About 20 miles from here." "On the Smoky." "Trumpeter, sound to arms!" "Come inside." "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "Go to my brother Y ellow Hand." "Tell him there is an old man here at the agency great in the council of the whites." "You understand?" "Tell my brother that if this man is taken hostage it will make it easier for the Cheyenne to make a good peace." "Three days' rations and forage." "120 rounds per man." "The column moves in 30 minutes." "Very good, sir." "You're going to meet them in the open?" "Certainly I am." "Doesn't sound like a good idea." "The Cheyenne are a shifty lot." "I'll attend to the strategy, Cody." "And my strategy is the attack, now and any other time." "It's ignominious." "A miserable mule casts his shoe and I miss a chance to ride in Blazier's column." "Maybe you're not missing anything by being left behind." "I guess not." "Don't you think the Cheyenne will give Blazier a battle?" "If they do, it won't be where he's looking for it." "You know the Indian, Cody, don't you?" "Nobody knows the Indian." "I've had to fight him since I was 14." "Pony Express, stage driving, scouting." "Indians never do what you expect." "[MEN SHOUTING] [GUNSHOTS]" "BUNTLINE:" "What's that?" "The Indians." "Blazier's not between them and here." "Where are you going?" "To the agency." "[LOUISA GROANING]" "CODY:" "Are you all right, ma'am?" "Those savages took my father." "They'll torture him to death." "Your noble friends!" "Why don't you go after them!" "CODY:" "Nothing we can do now, ma'am." "How many were there?" "I don't know." "A war party swarmed all over us." "CODY:" "I can't track them in the dark." "There are too many of them." "We must do something!" "All we can do is hope for the best." "They only wanted the senator as a hostage." "BUNTLINE:" "By the Lord Harry, that's it!" "To get better peace terms." "Savages!" "Brutes!" "Fiends!" "Why did I ever come to this nightmare of a country?" "How." "[WOMEN YELLING IN CHEYENNE]" "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "[YELLOW HAND SHOUTS IN CHEYENNE]" "CODY:" "Yellow Hand." "They've made you war chief in a nation of women." "Your squaws can't make me run." "Get down from your horse and see if you can." "Don't be afraid." "My hands are tied." "[SHOUTS]" "Let them alone." "They've got more grit than your braves." "I came in peace." "I thought the Cheyenne were men." "They're squaws." "Such words have no place between warriors, Long Hair." "Thanks, Yellow Hand." "That's more comfortable." "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "It is the word of my father, the Cheyenne will make peace if the land between the rivers is left to us." "If the white men will hear the word of my father let them come to powwow at Council Grove." "If they will not hear his word, let them come armed for war." "My father has spoken." "I will carry his word." "Then go, Pahaska." "I'm not going without the white man from the agency." "The white man is a hostage." "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "My father says his price will be told at the powwow." "Tell your father his price was paid when I saved your life." "A debt is a debt, Yellow Hand." "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "A debt is a debt." "The white man will return with you." "Thanks, Yellow Hand." "You've acted like a friend." "Now there is no debt and no friendship between us." "If we meet in battle, there is a brave of the Cheyenne that will take the scalp of Pahaska and hang it to his lodge pole." "It may be easier to hang it than to take it, Y ellow Hand." "BUNTLINE:" "Mr. Carvell!" "Mr. Carvell." "Buffalo Bill is here." "LOUISA:" "Father!" "Better get the senator to bed." "He's worn-out." "We'll help him." "BLAZIER:" "Take my arm, senator." "FREDERICI:" "Thank you." "I wish there was some way of saying what I feel or some way of repaying you." "Maybe there is, Miss Louisa." "Me and Powder Face would like to show you some of our country." "I would love you to." "We'd like you to know what there is about it that gets under a man's skin." "I'd like to." "BLAZIER:" "Representatives of the United States here and of the Cheyenne Nation sign below as a solemn pledge of faith and agreement." "Do you agree?" "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "I sign." "I hate to see you go, Ned." "Now that the fighting's over, what'll you be writing about next?" "I was thinking of turning my pen to the realm of romance." "A novel about the West, founded on my own adventures." "I'd sure like to read that." "You know, I was even considering including some of your exploits but, no, you'd never do for a hero of romantic fiction." "Guess you're right about that." "You look like a hero, act like a hero you even rescue the heroine, but you don't marry her." "Well, I'm going to." "[GULPING]" "What?" "You mean Miss Louisa?" "I sure do." "You've asked her?" "No, not yet." "Oh...." "[KNOCKING]" "Come in." "Mr. Buntline." "Are you ready, Bill?" "BUNTLINE:" "Just about, I should say, ma'am." "[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]" "You're fond of me, Powder Face, aren't you?" "Any horse would be, ma'am." "You're light to carry and you sit quiet." "That's what you said the first time we met." "You're repeating yourself, Bill." "Powder Face is a horse of sound judgment, ma'am." "His sentiments are all right with me." "Anybody he's fond of, I'm fond of." "[WHISTLING]" "That's a lovely blanket, Bill." "That's a Cheyenne courting blanket." "A courting blanket?" "A Cheyenne girl wears that, it means she's out for some brave." "How does she wear it?" "Like this." "Well...." "This way, Bill?" "No, the left side over the heart first." "Like this?" "Then what's the brave do?" "Well, he doesn't even open his mouth." "He just hangs around all day, and makes faces like this:" "That sounds like a very dull courtship." "If he doesn't speak, how does he propose?" "Well, he plays his own call on a courting flute." "Like this." "What does the girl do if she wants to accept him?" "She opens the left side of the blanket and takes him into it." "Like this, Bill?" "NARRATOR:" "And so the lady from the East became the bride of the man from the West." "He built her a cabin in a valley, not far from the fort." "And they settled down to a frontier life." "CHIPS:" "Hey, folks." "CODY :" "Hey, Chips!" "CHIPS:" "Whoa." "Hey, whoa." "Look what I fetched you, Mrs. Cody." "LOUISA:" "Father!" "FREDERICI:" "Louisa!" "Why didn't you let us know?" "Didn't you get my letter?" "LOUISA:" "No." "CHIPS:" "I have a letter for you, Mrs. Cody." "That's it, that's my letter, telling you I was coming." "I mailed it a week before I left." "That's nothing." "Private Mulligan didn't get his reprieve letter till 10 days after they hung him." "Come to think of it, he never did get it." "Bill, would you get the senator's bags?" "CODY:" "All right." "CHIPS:" "Come on, boy." "It doesn't look as if you have been living in luxury for the past two years." "That's changing, though, right away." "What do you mean?" "Vandervere's starting a new industry." "A tremendous affair." "Industry, here?" "Y es, my boy, a craze for buffalo robes has swept the East." "People will pay anything for them." "Vandervere's formed a corporation." "I'm on the board myself." "You, Bill, will direct the field operations." "CODY:" "Field operations?" "FREDERlCl:" "Yes." "Hire every hunting outfit available." "We want all the hides you can get, and more." "NARRATOR:" "Vandervere's industry grew to amazing proportions almost overnight." "The craze for buffalo robes swept the East." "They brought big prices." "Buffalo hunting became an organized business and degenerated into a wholesale slaughter." "It became the sport of the world, bringing sportsmen  from every land, and in a single month, 5000 head were slaughtered." "[MEN SINGING]" "How, Pahaska." "How, yourself." "Sit down, Ned." "No, thank you." "A slight saddle contusion makes standing more agreeable." "How's the duke like buffalo hunting?" "Thinks it's the greatest." "Nothing like it in Russia." "He wants you to come over and join him in post-prandial potations." "What's that?" "Fire water." "He'll have to excuse me tonight." "I'm tired." "Say, Ned, these papers you sent over have got me worried." "How so, my doughty Nimrod?" "Bill's wondering about the large scale buffalo hunting has been assuming." "lt seems to be going on everywhere." "This started as a business." "Now they're shooting them for sport." "There's a limit to even the buffalo." "Limit?" "Oh, yes." "I suppose there's a limit to the sands of the seashore..." "...but who's going to count them?" "Mm-hm." "Maybe you're right, but it worries me." "What worries me is the grand duke overstepping the bounds of moderation." "I'll carry your apologies." "CODY:" "Thanks, Ned." "Good night, Mrs. Cody." "Good night." "Bill, why didn't you join the grand duke?" "It's not often you're going to get to hobnob with royalty." "I like my present company better." "I was afraid when I brought you here, but now I'm glad." "You've been happy." "Bill, at this moment, I'm happier than I've ever been before." "I am happy too, and tired." "Nothing in the world can move me right now." "I wonder." "No, sirree." "Not even the grand duke himself could budge me tonight." "Suppose it was someone much more important than the grand duke." "[CHUCKLES]" "Who could that be?" "No!" "LOUISA:" "Yes." "Bill, what are you doing?" "What are you doing, Bill?" "You lie still." "I'll pack up." "Pack up?" "Yes, I've gotta get you to the doctor." "Oh, Bill, not yet." "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "Men of the nations, there's a black cloud coming from the east to cover us all." "We, the Cheyenne, have called our brothers of the Sioux." "So we can hear their words about this thing." "Y esterday the buffalo was many as the blades of grass upon the prairie." "Today the buffalo is few as the leaves of the oak tree in winter." "The white man has done this thing, so the red man will starve." "When the buffalo is gone, we starve." "We have no meat to eat no hides to make tepees, no robes to make beds." "Brothers, it is not good for man to hear his woman and children crying." "[MEN GRUNTING]" "It is a bad thing for man to starve." "There are better ways to die." "[MEN AGREEING]" "The word of the Cheyenne is the word of the Sioux." "Let both people be bound by the belts of the war chiefs." "It is the belt of Yellow Hand, war chief of the Cheyenne." "It is the belt of Crazy Horse, war chief of the Sioux." "The Sioux and the Cheyenne will strike together." "The Sioux must strike first." "But why the Sioux?" "The Cheyenne are ready." "In the land of the Cheyenne are many white soldiers." "In our land are few." "My brother is wise in war." "DAWN:" "Children." "I...." "I am called away." "I must go back to my people." "Go to your homes." "There will be no more school." "Do as I say, go to your homes." "Leave." "Do you have to drive so slowly, Bill?" "I'm not taking any chances." "I'll get you to the doctor all right." "Don't you worry, sweetheart." "[WOMAN SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "CODY:" "Tobacco, grandmother?" "There you are." "What's she doing here all alone?" "She's just old." "When Indians get too old to travel they're left behind..." "...with a little food and fuel." "To die?" "Yeah." "That's terrible!" "Can't we do something?" "It's the way of her people." "There's nothing we can do." "Here am I, going to bring a new life into the world and leaving an old woman behind to die." "That's nature's way, Louisa." "When anything becomes too old, it's just pushed aside." "But it shouldn't be." "That's why we have civilization." "Hya!" "Bill!" "CODY:" "Whoa." "[CODY SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "[BABY CRYING]" "Yee-haw!" "Louisa, darling." "Bill is it a boy?" "It's a boy." "ls he perfect?" "Listen to him." "[BABY CRYING]" "Give him to me." "[SPAKING IN CHEYENNE]" "CODY:" "Are you all right?" "LOUISA:" "Yes." "CODY:" "We'll name him after the greatest scout that ever lived." "Kit Carson." "LOUISA:" "Kit Carson Cody." "It's a lovely name." "Bill, couldn't we take him East?" "East?" "Well, what would we be doing in the East?" "I want him to be safe." "To have care, doctors, schools all the advantages of civilization." "Well, he'll have care, and he won't need any doctor." "He got here without one." "Schools." "We'll think of that when the time comes." "It would be nice to go East, though." "But it doesn't matter where we are, Bill, as long as we're together." "The three of us." "[SHOUTING]" "[SHOUTING IN CHEYENNE]" "[SHOUTING]" "[MAN SHOUTING]" "BLAZIER:" "Cody." "Cody, this is providential." "I need you." "We're moving out." "Moving?" "Where, sir?" "Haven't you heard?" "The Sioux have overrun the North, beaten Crook and wiped out Custer." "Wiped out Custer?" "And the 7th Cavalry, every last man." "We' re joining Crook on the North Platte." "You' re the only guide here who knows that country." "Well, Cody?" "[BABY CRYING]" "You see how it is, general." "Yes." "But you know what this disaster means." "You're a civilian." "I can't order you to do anything but I can leave it to your conscience." "We move in two minutes, Cody." "With or without you." "[MAN SHOUTING]" "LOUISA:" "Bill." "MAN:" "Prepare to mount." "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "MAN:" "Mount." "Bill, you can't go." "CODY:" "I don't wanna go." "But you're going." "[MAN SHOUTING]" "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "LOUISA:" "You can't go." "You don't have to go." "The general said he couldn't order you to." "Bill, you can't leave us." "Nothing matters so long as we're together, the three of us." "Bill, I loved you." "I could endure anything as long as you were with me." "You wanted a son, and I bore him for you, like a squaw." "But he's mine as much as yours." "If you leave now, it's forever." "I'll take him back East with me to civilization." "To safety." "[SOBS]" "I think we're making a big mistake, general." "Our problem is to keep the Cheyenne from joining forces with the Sioux." "You're way off." "The Cheyenne haven't risen." "They will." "They're blood brothers." "Our best move is to keep them in their country..." "...by taking War Bonnet Gorge." "That's miles off our path." "Whoever holds the gorge holds the whip hand." "But it's out of our terrain." "We won't have terrain if they join the Sioux." "Orders are orders, Cody." "Yours are to guide us to the North Platte by the quickest way." "All right, sir, by the quickest way." "Hey, Chips." "We're changing direction." "I thought the North Platte was that way." "This is a shortcut." "The man wants to go by the quickest way." "Smith, fall out and tell A Troop to change direction." "Wake up." "You fall asleep again and I'll trample you." "Holy smoke, Bill Cody." "Them Cheyenne." "Where are we?" "War Bonnet Gorge." "We've got to hold it till the column gets here." "Clancy, here's that dollar I owe you." "Come on, boys." "Where's old Blazier anyway?" "I never thought I'd see the day when I'd be praying for the sight of his ugly mug." "Save your breath." "Keep firing." "Old man won't save any breath when he finds out what you got us into." "[GUNSHOTS]" "Sounds like the point's engaged, general." "Sound the gallop!" "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "Cody, is this War Bonnet Gorge?" "That's what they call it." "I lost my way." "Nothing of the sort." "Deliberate disobedience of orders." "I'll have you shot" " Hung for this." "Shooting's too good for you." "There they are, forming to charge." "If 16 men can't hold them till the troops get here, we're scuppered, thanks to you." "What's that madman doing?" "Making medicine?" "Wait!" "That's Yellow Hand." "Don't shoot." "What are you gonna do?" "Save you five minutes, maybe, so the troops can get here." "Though I am dead, the grass will grow the sun will shine, the stream will flow." "Though I am dead, the grass will grow, the sun will shine, the stream will flow." "CODY:" "Yellow Hand!" "Pahaska!" "Turn back, Yellow Hand!" "Take your people back to their country!" "The Cheyenne have no part in this war!" "The Cheyenne have part in this war." "White men have fallen before the Sioux now they'll fall before the Cheyenne." "CODY:" "There is no need for war." "Let us speak fair words in council." "YELLOW HAND:" "There are no fair words in the mouth of a white man." "This time it is the lances of the Cheyenne that will speak." "CODY:" "Why do you turn away, Yellow Hand?" "You said a brave of the Cheyenne would hang my scalp on his lodge pole!" "I don't see him, Yellow Hand." "Where is he?" "In the lodges of your women?" "Ah, Pahaska!" "Here he is!" "[SHOUTING]" "[SHOUTING]" "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "[TRUMPET PLAYING TAPS]" "[HORSE WHINNIES]" "BLAZIER:" "A friend of yours, Bill?" "They were all friends of mine." "MAN:" "Left." "Right." "Left." "Right." "Hup." "Right foot!" "Halt!" "Hiya, Chips, anything for me?" "If there is, you'll get it in the order of your rank." "I'm thinking it won't be soon, what with six months of mail to be sorted." "Supposing I find it myself?" "lf you find it, you can keep it." "But you'll get no delivery from me, except in the proper military manner." "And you know what that means." "Yeah." "[CHIPS SINGING]" "Here's one." "Yeah, is it from your wife?" "No." "It's from the president of the United States." "He wants me to come East." "I told you you'd get in trouble for leading them troops the wrong way." "Is it to get a court-martial?" "No." "It's to get a medal." "A medal, you say?" "Yeah." "For the battle at War Bonnet Gorge." "Hey, I was in that too." "Maybe there will be one for me." "Here it is." "Same envelope." ""Private Chips McGraw, 5th U.S. Cavalry, Department of Missouri. "" "What's the matter with the president addressing me as "Private"?" "Of course, the man's only been on the job a short time." ""In conformance with Army regulations, 248 1/2 Private McGraw, having completed 20 years enlistment is hereby retired from active service in the U.S. Army." "By order of the Secretary, Philip Sheridan Second Lieutenant and Adjutant. "" "President's loco, calling me a private and Sheridan a shavetail." "How'd the man get his job?" "What's the date on that letter?" "April 3rd, 1846." "Well, that's 30 years ago." "Here's some more." ""First endorsement." "The above order having been temporarily misfiled and in view of possible inconvenience incurred by the delay in its transmission, Private McGraw is authorized to proceed for permanent residence to the Old Soldiers' Home in Skittleboro, New York." "Signed, Philip Sheridan, Lieutenant General Commander, U.S.A. "" "For me, that's been praying for a letter for 50 years." "This is what I get." "CODY:" "Tough luck, Chips, but we'll go East together, anyhow." "In the prime of my life." "Me, that's just whipped the Cheyenne and could do it again with one hand going to the Old Soldiers' Home." "I got more lead in my carcass than that shavetail Phil Sheridan has got gold braid." "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "Retreat, is it?" "Retreat to the Old Soldiers' Home." "Chips!" "[TRUMPET PLAYING]" "[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]" "Proud man you ought to be, going to see the president." "Yeah." "I wanna see my boy too." "Yeah, who's to blame you for that." "One of these days he might be president, or even an officer." "He was only three days old when I left." "I wonder if he'll remember me." "Were his eyes open yet?" "Y eah." "They were blue." "Then he'll know you all right." "I hope Ned Buntline meets me in Washington." "Kind of lonesome in a strange country." "Nobody in the East ever heard my name." "Hey, Bill." "Let's go get me some tobacco." "All right, Chips." "Hey, Bill." "Bill, come here." "They're about you, Bill." "Ned's put you in the books." "CODY:" "Me?" "CHIPS:" "That's your picture there." "Right out in front." "Anything I can do for you gentlemen?" "Holy Mackerel, it is!" "Hey, Joe, Mary, Lizzie!" "Buffalo Bill's out here!" "There's Buffalo Bill!" "Come on, Chips." "Hey, folks, hey, folks, there's Buffalo Bill." "Come back!" "Buffalo Bill!" "MAN:" "Hey, wait a minute." "CHIPS:" "I thought nobody in the East ever heard your name." "NARRATOR:" "Like a spearhead, the word raced ahead of the train:" "Buffalo Bill is coming!" "Men, young and old, in the cities and on the farms looked up from their humdrum jobs and saw the face of adventure in the young hunter and scout from the far West." "They knew and loved his story and as he passed by, for one brief moment they seemed to share in all of his daring exploits." "Adventures they themselves could never have." "I hated to say goodbye to poor old Chips." "I'll have him back with me, if I' m ever fixed to do it." "[KNOCKING]" "Come in." "I" " I've got the horse stabled all right, sir." "He's well taken care of." "The White House carriage is out in front." "Good, my wing-footed Hermes." "Here's a dollar." "If it's the same to you, I'd" " I'd rather shake hands with Mr. Buffalo Bill." "That's the first time any handshake of mine was ever worth a dollar." "Thank you, sonny." "Thank you, sir." "Let's get this foofaraw over with." "I wanna see my son." "You will, after the president decorates you with a Congressional Medal." "Let the new Prince of the Plains cut his teeth on it." "What's all that stuff?" "Requests for interviews." "Invitations." "The whole East clamors to see the hero of War Bonnet Gorge." "Our old friend, Vandervere, is arranging a banquet for you in New Y ork." "Yes, sir!" "It's a big" "Here." "But the president" "[KNOCKING]" "Where is my son?" "He's upstairs, sir." "No!" "[SOBBING]" "CODY:" "What killed my son?" "Bill!" "DOCTOR:" "Diphtheria." "What's that?" "It's a germ." "Where does it come from?" "From water systems." "From sewage." "It's a crowd disease." "A disease of civilization." "Civilization." "LOUISA:" "Bill!" "The West wasn't good enough for him." "If you'd left him there, he'd be alive today." "Oh, Bill!" "BUNTLINE:" "The president knows why you didn't show up, Bill." "His deepest personal sympathy goes with that medal." "That's what they give you for killing Indians." "Indians that can live against nature and feed and clothe themselves with nothing but their bare hands." "Don't you think we ought to leave?" "And who gives it to you?" "They're pot-bellied, civilized citizens who couldn't walk a mile with an Indian." "They give you medals." "Try to control yourself." "The people are listening." "Well, let them listen." "Anybody who can hold his own against Indians doesn't have to shut up for them." "Any 10-year-old kid who was born and raised like an Indian could whip the daylights out of them." "Any kid." "Any kid." "BUNTLINE:" "Come on, partner." "VANDERVERE:" "Civilization, Mr. President, creates its own forces." "And if I had been one of them, I have no apologies to offer and no regrets." "My ambition to see civilization move westward on tracks of steel  has been severely criticized by elements of the press and even on the floor of Congress." "On the other hand, there are those better-qualified to express an opinion." "Who believe, like General Sherman that the only good Indian is a dead Indian." "We have here a guest who knows more about the frontier than any man living, and who, if we hold with General Sherman has made more good Indians than any other man in the West." "Mr. President, ladies and gentlemen, Buffalo Bill." "Read it slowly." "Don't get nervous." "Mr. President, ladies and gentlemen." "I was afraid I was gonna make a fool of myself in front of you tonight." "But that would be all right because a man can make himself a fool when he's off his own stamping ground." "But when a man makes a fool of himself on his own stamping ground there's no excuse for him." "I don't hold with General Sherman that a good Indian is a dead Indian." "From what I've seen, the Indian is a freeborn American who'll fight for his folks, for his land and for his living just like any other American." "Holy Jupiter, this is dynamite." "If you knew the Indians, if you could see them for yourselves how they live against nature with nothing but their bare hands you'd never force them to break treaties to keep from starving." "But the trouble is, you Easterners don't know what you're doing." "That's why we Westerners and the Indians have had to suffer." "There's only one Indian you know, or that you ever thought about." "And here he is, Mr. Vandervere." "The Indian on your pennies." "You realize what you're up against?" "Do you think Vandervere is gonna let you get away with a thing like this?" "You're crazy." "There's nothing Vandervere won't do." "What can he do to me?" "I don't know, but it'll be plenty." "Uh-huh." "Now, look, Bill, I like you." "I don't wanna see him tear you down." "Oh, I'll take care of myself." "All right." "If you insist on being a martyr, good luck to you, Bill." "I'm off to Mexico." "But I'm warning you Vandervere will stop at nothing." "Buffalo Bill is all right, a good hunter, a good Indian scout." "But to give him all the credit for our victory at War Bonnet Gorge well, that's going a little too far." "I tell you, Buffalo Bill's a fraud." "I was at War Bonnet Gorge myself." "He didn't have any more to do with killing Yellow Hand than I did." "[piano PLAYING "BUFFALO girls" BY JOHN HODGES]" "[GUNSHOTS]" "[CALLIOPE PLAYING]" "[MAN SHOUTING]" "MAN:" "Have you met Galima?" "Princess Galima from faraway Persia." "She escaped from the harem of the sultan at the risk of her life." "Inside she dances...." "SHERMAN:" "Try your eye, mister, a dime will get you a dollar." "What's the matter, ain't you got no sporting blood in you?" "Maybe." "Haven't you?" "Sure." "I haven't got a dime, but I'll gamble this against your dollar." "What's that?" "Judas." "Hey, Muldoon, come here." "Will you look what this bobo wants to sell for a dime?" "Holy St. Patrick!" "The Congressional Medal!" "Where did the likes of you get this?" "War Bonnet Gorge." "War Bonnet Gorge." "Well, well, think of that now." "I'm taking you to a place called the station house." "What?" "It's my medal, I'm Buffalo Bill Cody." "And I'm Jenny Lind." "Walk with me or I'll sing you a lullaby with me nightstick." "I am Buffalo Bill Cody." "If I was pretending to be someone, I wouldn't be that faker." "[CROWD SPAKING INDlSTINCTLY]" "Set them up again." "That's some shooting." "I wouldn't have missed it for a dollar." "Whoa!" "Wow." "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Cody." "Just the king of Siam, you are, if you're saying so." "[MULDOON CHUCKLING]" "I guess the laugh's on me." "Here is your medal." "Well, thanks." "How about the dollar?" "I'd like to eat." "On the level?" "Yeah." "Say, maybe me and you can do a little business." "FREDERlCl:" "Louisa you can't go on torturing yourself like this." "He's gone." "Make a new life for yourself." "Divorce him." "No." "FREDERlCl:" "I can't stand seeing you suffer, my dear." "Why don't you go to him?" "That's really what you'd like to do." "Forget your pride." "He's worth it." "I wish I had the courage to stand up to Vandervere when I found I'd been deceived." "Do you know where he is now?" "No." "How he's earning his living?" "No." "He's posing at the Wonderland Museum in New York." "On a wooden horse." "No!" "Step up, ladies and gentlemen." "Step up for a moral and educational exhibition of marksmanship by the King of the Plains." "Killer of Cheyenne war chief, that human tiger, Yellow Hand!" "A hero." "The hero of War Bonnet Gorge!" "Introducing Buffalo Bill!" "[CROWD CHEERING]" "[BOOING]" "Why, he never saw an Indian in his life!" "Never on the plains." "Just a minute!" "Please, please." "Management is aware of a difference of opinion as to Mr. Cody's exploits." "Be that as it may, ladies and gentlemen in order to prove that he is well able to do anything he claims to have done the management makes this standing offer at each and every exhibition:" "It will give the sum of $1000 in gold should Mr. Cody fail to shoot a silver dollar from between the fingers of any man, woman or child..." "...who will volunteer to hold the same." "Why don't you hold it yourself, mister?" "Because it is an unfortunate weakness of human nature to distrust a man of my profession." "Ladies and gentlemen, you'd think it was a trick." "That is why the offer is made to you." "I furnish the dollar, you furnish the fingers." "[CROWD LAUGHING]" "Now, are there any volunteers?" "Step right up!" "Anyone at all?" "Come on, any volunteers in the crowd?" "Anybody at all--?" "I'll hold it." "The management assumes no liability." "Now, madam, if you'll step back on that little platform." "And there's no reason for you to be nervous." "Now, madam, hold out the dollar." "Wait, don't fire." "She's holding a penny!" "Shoot, Bill." "[CROWD CHEERING]" "You're still fond of me, aren't you, Powder Face?" "CODY:" "I've never known him to be wrong." "But you can't stay here." "LOUISA:" "I can go wherever you are." "Once I made the mistake of leaving you." "But I'm a man on a wooden horse." "You saw for yourself tonight." "You wouldn't be on a wooden horse if you'd go back to the people who know you." "You don't belong in this crowded ugliness." "Bill, let's go West tomorrow." "I'll never go until I can look an Indian in the face." "But you're all alone." "What can you do for the Indians here?" "I don't know." "But I know that here is where it's got to be done." "Don't forget, aim at the jet of water right under the ball and squeeze, don't pull." "Good shot." "[BOYS CHEERING]" "Nice shot." "You got an eye like an Indian." "Bill, what are Indian kids like?" "What do they do?" "Do they have to go to school?" "They go to school." "But not inside." "Do they learn arithmetic?" "No, they learn to ride and fish and hunt and swim." "I wish I was an Indian." "Tell us about it, Buffalo Bill." "Well, it's kind of hard to tell about them, but if you kids could see 300 of them on galloping ponies with feathers flying, you'd never forget it." "Three hundred Indians charging as they rode at War Bonnet Gorge." "It's a colossal idea and by the Lord Harry, we'll do it." "Ned!" "What brought you back?" "Love for you, my boy." "I know promoters who'd pay for that idea." "What'll we do with Indians in the city?" "Put them in a show." "The greatest show the world ever saw." "Indians, 300, 500, 1000 of them!" "Cowboys, troopers, stagecoach, buffalo, riding, roping." "If the East won't go to the West, kiddies we'll bring the West to the East!" "[music PLAYING]" "[CROWD CHEERING]" "NARRATOR:" "Almost overnight, Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show  captured the public 's imagination." "He brought the Western frontier and the Indians to New York." "The city folks saw for themselves the true pioneer spirit of the West." "As the years passed by, he toured the world and was acclaimed by all." "Presidents shook his hand, queens and prelates gave him gifts and children the world over gave him their love." "Because the most lasting of all is the fame passing from one generation to another his name came to typify to all of us frontiers and freedom adventure and fair play  the spirit of the West." "A great performance." "It was bully, bully!" "[CLAPPING AND CHEERING STOPS]" "CODY:" "Ladies and gentlemen the show which you have seen tonight has lived a long time because it found a place in your hearts." "But now the time has come to say, not "good night" as on former occasions but goodbye." "[CROWD MURMURING]" "[BAND PLAYING "AULD LANG SYNE"]" "Hand in hand my wife and I are returning to our home in the West." "To the sunset." "And so my little comrades up in the gallery and you grownups, who used to sit there I wanna thank you from the bottom of my heart for all you've meant to me." "Goodbye." "God bless you." "And God bless you too, Buffalo Bill!" "[CROWD CHEERING]" "Subtitles by sdl Media Group" "[ENGLISH SDH]"