:44:04
Nathan, Nathan!
I am a Christian.
:44:10
Hallelujah.
:44:13
Old friend, me.
Long time. Long time.
:44:16
I come in peace, Pony That Walks.
:44:19
Take salt, Nathan. Take salt.
:44:27
Smoke pipe. Good, good.
:44:38
Pony That Walks,
my heart is sad at what I see.
:44:42
Your young men painted for war.
Their scalp knives red.
:44:46
The medicine drums talking.
It is a bad thing.
:44:50
A bad thing, Nathan. Many will die.
:44:54
My young men. Your young men.
No good. No good.
:44:59
- We must stop this war.
- Too late, Nathan.
:45:03
Young men do not listen to me.
:45:06
They listen to big medicine.
Yellow hair. Custer dead.
:45:12
Buffalo come back, great sign.
Too late, Nathan.
:45:19
You will come with me.
Hunt buffalo together.
:45:24
Smoke many pipes.
:45:28
We are too old for war.
:45:33
Yes, we are too old for war...
:45:36
...but old men should stop wars.
:45:39
Too late, too late.
Many squaws will sing the death songs.
:45:44
Many lodges will be empty.
You come with me.
:45:50
We hunt buffalo, get drunk together.
:45:56
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
:45:59
No, old friend, I must go.
I go far away.