It's okay, son...
I know you want this to be over.
I'm right here.
I will be right here...
But, you don't give up.
You hear me?
As long as you can still grab a breath, you fight.
You breathe... keep breathing.
Hawk.
Ah, shit.
Goddamn sumbitches.
The sumbitch got shit for brains.
-You seen Coulter?
-Nope.
Listen up!
When them plews is cleaned,
I want you to hoop 'em up real tight.
Remember, we're not doing
no 15-pelt bales!
We're going 30-pelt bales!
Fitzgerald!
Cap'n.
Where are we with the haul?
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking, whatever it is
they're hunting out there...
...I hope it don't need another shot.
Make sure we're ready
to head out by dawn.
Been done by this morning. I'd have liked to be
out by now, but the men are too tired.
We're only a few days from the fort.
We're trapped out.
All we have to worry about
is fresh meat for the boys.
Well, you seen Coulter?
Hey, we took down an elk. A big one.
We need help to haul the meat back.
Let me know when it's on the spit.
I'll help you with it then.
Come on, I need your help.
We needed help
when we were loading them bales.
I been eating this damn beaver meat
so long...
...I'm starting to miss my wife's cooking.
-I'm starting to miss your wife.
-Shut up.
Help!
Help.
Is that Coulter?
You go get the Captain.
Jesus Christ.
Anybody see them?
-Stay quiet.
-Watch the ridge.
What was that?
Pa?
Let's go.
They got Thomas.
I can't see 'em. I can't see 'em.
Get down!
We're surrounded! They're everywhere!
Stay here! Stay here!
Paul, no!
They want us out in the open.
Nobody move! Stay where you are!
They want the pelts. We got to
get on that boat right now or we'll lose it all.
Get to the boat! To the boat, son! Move!
Move, move!
Leave the furs! Leave the furs!
To the boat!
Hawk!
Hawk!
Hawk!
Grab some pelts!
Come on, grab the pelts!
Grab the pelts! Grab the pelts!
Give this to my little girl.
You're coming with us. I'll get help.
Leave the furs! Leave the pelts!
Willman!
Lean on me. Just keep going.
Get to the boat!
Fucking savage!
Get on the fucking boat!
Help!
Cut the rope! Cut the rope!
Wait for Amos!
No! We go now!
Fire the cannon!
Don't leave! Wait!
My daughter, Powaqa, is not here.
Collect all the pelts we can carry.
We'll trade pelts with the French for horses and keep searching for
her.
--and dust becomes flour...
...and when the morning is clear...
...this child of God
will meet Jesus Christ himself. Amen.
You ready?
Hold still.
Where did you learn that?
My father was a doctor. Bridger!
Captain, we got a swarm of tree niggers
out here waiting to finish the job.
Tell me you got some kind of plan.
Glass?
Missouri's no good.
Not while the Ree's running it.
We got to get off this boat.
You want to get off the boat?
Then what do we do?
Take our furs and sit out there
amongst the Ree like a bunch of ducks?
Only safe thing to do is track
a new course back up on land.
That'll add weeks to the trip.
Better than floating
where they can get eyes on us.
They got eyes on you right now, son.
What I'm saying is we stay on the boat.
Chart a course toward the fort
and take our chances on the water.
Glass knows this territory best.
It's his job to get us home safe.
Get us home safe? Need I remind you
we already lost 32 men?
It's 33 now. They were my men, Fitzgerald.
I know how many I lost.
We do like Glass says.
That's the end of it.
We have to set the boat loose. If the Ree
are tracking us, they'll find it downriver.
Best course is to hike inland to the Grand
and follow it to Fort Kiowa.
On foot?
It'll be winter before we get there.
Unless we come across a post,
trade for some horses.
Ain't no posts that far over!
Captain, losing this boat
is a goddamn mistake.
The Ree ain't that stupid. We keep it,
we can lay it up around Arrow's Peak.
Quit acting like
you know what you're talking about.
Ain't nobody talking to you.
Who'd listen to you anyway? Can't find
your way out of your breeches to take a shit.
All I'm saying is
Camp Rhulen is just up the way.
We can hole up there.
We walk.
Yeah, I'm sure we will.
Wish my dad was a doctor.
Then he could've bought me a captain's job.
What do we do? Pray these pelts
ain't rotten if we ever get back here?
Make sure to mark this place.
We're leaving a fortune under these rocks.
Glass, chart a course. Tightest you can
that gets us around the Ree.
This ain't right.
We all know these furs ain't gonna be here
by the time we come back.
There's no way we can haul them
all the way to the fort.
Arikara are all through the territory.
We'll want our hands free.
We're gonna lose those pelts.
-You rather keep the pelts or your life?
-Life?
What life you talking about?
I ain't got no life.
I just got living and the only way I get that
is through these pelts.
Fuck!
Ain't no way I'm going home after six months
working my ass off like a mule...
...risking my neck, men dying,
and for what?
Damn near lost everything.
Job's been fucked from the start!
There's the one been fucking us.
You wonder how
the Ree got the dead drop on us...
...when Mr. Glass was supposed to
look out for that very thing?
All them Pawnee buddies of his.
Pawnee's as much against the Ree
as the rest of us.
Yeah?
Well, what about his little half-breed son?
What kind of savage
you think his mama was?
Lay off the boy, Fitz.
All I'm saying is...
...a savage...is savage.
Hey, Glass...
...is it true what they say about you shooting
a lieutenant while living with them savages?
Twenty-one dead soldiers
and 40 dead feathernecks.
But you and your boy the only ones
to walk out alive. Kind of a miracle.
Shut up, Fitzgerald.
Is that what you did? Shot one of your own
to save this little dog here?
Shut up!
Why? Was he playing
with this little boy's mama?
Did he kill her?
You can quit polishing that rifle
when I'm talking to you.
I'm working on it.
You can work on it
when I'm done talking to you.
Look at me.
That's enough!
You're forgetting your place, boy.
As far as I can tell, my place is here
on the smart end of this rifle.
You move along, Fitzgerald.
That's an order!
Listen! There's only a couple hours of light left.
We got to stash these pelts
and get rid of the boat. Let's go!
I told you to be invisible, son.
At least he....
--If you want to survive, keep your mouth shut.
-At least he heard me...
-They don't hear your voice!
They just see the color of your face.
You understand?
Yes.
You have to listen to me, son.
You have to listen.
Beckett!
Weston!
Why are they not jumping?
It looks like they changed their minds.
Smart sumbitches.
Smart.
I ought to be on that boat.
They did the right thing.
It's time to move.
Get up.
We're headed out.
I'm coming.
It's better you lay down.
When the rest of the men are ready you send them to me.
I'm going west.
You are my son.
There are only two here.
Powaqa is not here.
The others probably took her.
They went north.
We'll pick up their tracks on the mountain.
Was it the right decision?
Leaving the boat?
The Ree own that river.
They would've flanked us.
We stay east of the Grand through the mountains,
we cut a week off our trip.
Lands are bone dry up there.
Nothing for the Ree to hunt.
Except us.
Except us.
Is it true what Fitzgerald said?
Is that why you came out here
to the edge of the world?
Glass?
I do like the quiet.
Your boy...
...he's seen a lot.
He got a mother
you need to get him back to?
Mr. Glass!
There are cubs here!
We got cubs here!
Christ Almighty.
He's down here!
Keep your eyes open.
There's bears around.
I need your help now!
Oh, my God.
Get me rags now!
Give me rags before he bleeds out. Rags.
Prepare the kit. Bridger! You hold that.
Easy. Oh, my God.
Got to give him credit
for taking that grizz down with him.
He shouldn't have shot.
The place is crawling with tree niggers.
That's enough! That's enough!
We're still in Ree territory.
He's one of our own men.
Scout a circle around us. North and west.
Take those two with you.
Bill, Fryman, you take south and east.
Watch for anyone that might've heard that shot.
We have to stitch him up.
What about me? Captain?
You just stay here.
Hold it down.
-I'm so sorry, Mr. Glass.
-Bridger, press down here.
He's bleeding down here, too.
They're torturing the bastard.
The proper thing to do would be...
...to finish him off quick.
Unless he has a chance of pulling through.
Pulling through?
You saw what that grizz did to him.
He'll be dead inside an hour.
We all will be
if he don't quit wailing like that.
Toward you and twist it into place.
I'll hold him. Go.
Pa.
Hold him. Go.
Go!
Now!
He passed out.
I'll take advantage and stitch up his neck.
Water.
Bridger, tell the others we'll camp here tonight.
I'm right here.
I'll be right here...
Toussaint, he's here.
I thought he wouldn't make it.
I'm glad you made it here.
We need horses and rifles.
We bring you many pelts.
No horses... just what we agreed.
Take all the pelts you want.
We need horses and rifles.
I need a woman with big tits...
Who can cook.
We can't give you any horses.
What's he saying?
I don't know, something about horses.
Bring us something to drink... some whisky.
Tell him to stop asking about the horses.
Always good doing business with you.
Horses.
No horses.
All we can trade are guns and ammunition.
Tell him if he asks about horses again, there is no deal.
Where did you get these? The Americans?
They're already branded.
I'll only be able to get half price for them.
Get him away from there.
I said no horses.
We'll take these three horses.
I'm not going to say it again.
They aren't part of the deal.
Now tell your man to step away.
We had an agreement, you have to honor it.
in French
You stand there and talk to me about honor?
I told you he speaks French.
Those pelts are stolen.
You all have stolen everything from us.
Everything!
The land.
The animals.
Two white men snuck into our village,
and took my daughter, Powaqa.
We leave you these pelts because honor demands it.
I take your horses to find my daughter.
You are free to try and stop me.
Business is business.
Prepare five horses for them.
I want everybody up at the crack of dawn.
Carrying Glass will be hard...
...so we need to get ahead as far as possible.
We'll divide into two groups.
Fitzgerald, Jones, Fryman, you take the east side of the river.
Anderson, you scout up front.
That claw don't belong to you.
It ain't for me.
Stop!
Don't let him down! Don't let him down!
Watch it.
-How we gonna make it up this?
-Slow down.
It's killing us, Captain!
Lift it, Bridger!
Goddamn it, keep it steady.
-Lift it up higher.
-I am.
And heave!
I'll go up and pull.
My foot!
Enough of this shit!
We'll never make it across
like this, Captain.
He's burning up.
Cap'n, you ain't doing us
nor him no favors...
...by letting him go on suffering like this.
Captain, it's all the same up here.
We're gonna have to go back.
Find another way.
Glass. Hugh.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Lay that rag over his eyes, Mr. Bridger.
What?
-Lay the rag over his eyes.
-Wait!
I'm sorry, Hugh.
Sir, I can't do that.
How do we get back without him?
Only he knows the way.
-Lay the rag over his eyes.
-I can't.
Wait! How do we get back--
Lay it over his eyes!
Step back.
Bridger, stop! Bridger, Henry. Henry!
Henry, please.
Captain. Captain. Please. Please leave--
There's a $70 bonus from the
Rocky Mountain Fur Company to the two men...
...that stay with Glass to see this through.
I'll stay!
Me, too. Money or not, I'll stay.
I'll need a third.
Sorry, Captain.
I have a family. I'm not crazy.
Captain, three men can't hold off
a party of Ree, much less some boys.
Besides, $70 ain't gonna buy nobody
a new set of ears.
A hundred, then.
This man is the only reason
we're still alive.
We were 45 men when this started.
Now we're ten. Almost nine.
He's my father. He can have my share.
Mine, too. He can have my share also.
All right.
If Mr. Bridger feels the same way,
I'll lag behind with them.
-You?
-Yep.
You already lost my share of the pelts...
...so I got no choice
but to make it up by some other means.
Sticking around for another day or two
don't make no difference.
$300...at least I get to go home
with something.
Glass is to be cared for until, understood?
Yeah. You have my word. I understand.
You boys get him down off this slope
and somewhere safe before dark.
Fitzgerald.
Glass is to be cared for
as long as necessary.
And a proper burial
when it's time. He's earned it.
I understand.
You hurt yourself?
I'll be fine.
Can you hear that wind, father?
Remember what mother used to say about the wind?
The wind cannot defeat a tree with strong roots.
You are still breathing...
I miss her so much.
I will be right here...
I'm right here.
As long as you can still grab a breath, you fight.
You breathe. Keep breathing.
When there is a storm...
And you stand in front of a tree...
If you look at its branches, you swear it will fall.
But if you watch the trunk, you will see its stability.
Three hundred bucks goes a long way
toward retirement.
Go down to Texas, find me a decent piece
of land, and start pissing in the wind.
Get me the hell out of this
godforsaken place.
Ree done that to you?
I'm just asking.
Yeah, they done it.
They took their sweet time with it.
At the start, I didn't feel nothing.
I just heard the sound...
...of the knife
scraping against my skull and...
...them all laughing and whooping
and hollering and whatnot.
Then the blood came.
It was cold. It started streaming down my face,
in my eyes, and...
...breathing it in.
Choking on it.
That's when I felt it.
Yeah, felt all of it.
I got my head turned inside out.
Jesus.
Them Indians down Texas way...
...they may rob you, but they
ain't gonna take your topknot.
When was it?
Goddamn it, will you quit that noise now,
will you?
Quit it.
I'm falling further back from Henry
and the boys on account of tending to you.
Got to get up the damn mountain,
but winter keeps chasing us down.
If you ready to take the sacrament...
...I can do that for you.
What you holding to, Glass?
You know...
...it would be better...
...if you were to take that
last breath of yours now...for all of us.
Now you hung tough.
And that's something.
I'm begging you.
Them Ree are so close I can smell 'em.
You can smell 'em, too.
You got to think of your boy. All right?
'Cause you're gonna kill him.
You'll kill us all.
I can muzzle you if you like.
Take away this suffering quick and easy.
No one ever has to know that you give up.
All you have to do is blink
if you want me to do that.
Save your boy and blink.
You just have to blink.
Yeah. There it is.
You'd best hope the good Lord'll
get His ass here quick, huh?
Maybe He'll forgive your sins, maybe not.
Thus I do commend thee to the Lord.
Through Jesus Christ the Lord
of all reality and mercy...
...and the Father and the Creator,
I hold thee--
Get away! Get away!
You okay? Jim! Jim! Help!
Help!
Calm down.
Jim! Help!
Don't shout! You're gonna get us all killed!
Keep away! I'll tell the Captain
what you did. They'll hang you!
-They'll hang you! Jim, help!
-We have an understanding.
What's fucking wrong with you people?
Shit.
I got one beaver, Hawk.
Breathing changed?
I hadn't noticed.
Damn, he's cold as ice.
Here you go, Mr. Glass.
This will help you. Keep you warm.
It's all right.
Where's Hawk?
He ain't with you?
No.
No?
I understand, Mr. Glass.
It's all right.
I think I'll get a fire going.
Yeah. Sounds like a good idea.
Hawk!
Hawk!
Ree.
There's about 20 of them
down by the creek.
They're headed this way.
Grab your shit and let's go.
Shit. What do we do?
Run, right now.
-What about Hawk?
-He ain't our problem no more.
We can't just leave him.
Either he's gutted or scalped.
And if he ain't he can find us, can't he?
What about Glass?
He ain't our problem.
Like us, he's on his own.
We made a promise to the Captain.
A proper burial when the time was needed.
He needs that rifle!
He couldn't do nothing with it
if you tarred it to his hand.
We can't do this.
We got no fucking choice.
No, we can't. Look at him.
All right, shit, then, buddy. Get him up.
You want to take him?
Come on now!
Easy. Slowly, Fitz. Easy with him.
Just get your shit.
Get your shit!
Shut up.
Shut up!
Hold up!
Fitz. What are you doing?
What does it look like?
Proper burial. Like you wanted.
No, not like this.
Why not?
He's alive, Fitz. He's alive.
So shoot him.
I have to go. I have to go.
I'm sorry, Mr. Glass. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Captain! This way!
There's a path down here!
There ain't shit down there!
We got to climb over!
-Glass said to stay east!
-Glass can go to hell!
What's the map say?
Keep climbing. We climb, Captain.
We keep climbing.
Till we reach Old Gabe.
We climb.
We got to wait for Murph.
You wait for him.
Captain?
Sir...
...Murphy says there's a way down there.
Who we following?
You follow who you want! I'm going up!
Stubby, keep going up!
Murph! Come here!
I'm not leaving you, son.
I'm right here.
Fire's done.
I can't even feel my feet.
Didn't we put enough distance
between us and them Ree?
A dozen Ree can make twice as good time
as we can.
-Twenty.
-What?
You said you saw twenty Ree.
What you talking about?
You woke me up.
You said you saw twenty Ree by the creek.
Well, twenty, a dozen...
...it don't matter. I wasn't gonna hang around
counting fucking feathers.
As a matter of fact...
...what was you doing down by the creek
all by yourself?
I'd already brought up plenty of water.
Answer me, Fitzgerald.
I asked you a question.
Don't question me
on account of you feel guilty.
Answer me or I'll blow your head off.
You got a short-term memory, boy.
Your ass would be floating around
the Missouri right now if it wasn't for me.
You want to ask questions?
What you want to ask?
If you want to know, ask it.
You want to know why you left Mr. Glass
back there for dead?
Or why you left your little boyfriend
running around?
You want to know if he's still alive?
I'll tell you why.
It's 'cause you ain't a man yet.
It's 'cause you was scared shitless.
You're scared now.
The Ree.
What of them?
Tell me, did you see 'em?
-Put your rifle down.
-Did you see the Ree?
No.
Not a single one.
You fucking lied to me? You lied to me!
I had to scare some sense into you, boy.
Glass was dead.
Hawk we don't know about.
No point in either of us dying either,
you understand?
The way I see it, I saved your life twice now.
I ought to be God to you.
And God giveth...and God taketh away.
Lucky fucker.
Next time you want to shoot somebody...
...you might want to use powder,
prime your rifle.
Come on. Let's git. Grab your shit.
Fresh blood. This could be Powaqa.
A dead boy.
A Pawnee boy.
Let's go.
Who did this?
I don't know.
Could be Captain Leavenworth's boys.
Put some eyes on the back of your head.
These Injuns ain't never as dead
as you think they are.
Look at 'em.
They're always stealing our shit.
We got horses over here!
Bridger.
We got horses!
What you want to do about these pigs?
The Lord's on our side, kid.
You all right there, kid?
Your head in the right place?
I guess.
I can't help thinking about
whether we did the right--
Ain't our place to wonder.
The good Lord...
...got us on a road
whether we choose it or not.
My pop, he weren't a religious man,
you know?
If you couldn't grow it, kill it, or eat it,
he just plain old didn't believe in it.
And this one time he head on up
the old Saba hills. San Saba hills?
He joined a couple Texas Ranger buddies
of his to hunt.
Pretty routine. He done it
like a hundred times before.
Should have been a 3-day kill,
but on the second day, it all went fucked.
Somehow that night he lost his buddies.
And to top it off...
...them Comanches
went and took the horses.
So he was starving and delirious...
...and he crawls up into this mott, this...
...group of trees out in the middle of nowhere
just sticking up in this ocean of scrub...
...and he found religion.
At that moment, he told me...
...he found God.
And it turns out that God...
...He's a squirrel.
Yea. A big, old meaty one.
"I found God," he used to say.
"And while sitting there and basking
in the glory and sublimity of mercy..."
"...I shot and ate that son of a bitch."
Yeah. You might want to
close your eyes, kid.
I'm injured.
What happened to you?
A bear.
A bear.
Grizzly.
Grizzly.
My men... left me for dead.
Killed my son.
I lost my family too.
Sioux killed my people.
I'm going south to find more Pawnee.
My heart bleeds...
But revenge is in the creator's hands.
You will ride with me...
Your body is rotten.
Need to heal.
You could die.
Yeah! There she is.
We did it.
You ought to be proud of yourself, boy.
Yeah.
We followed orders.
We just skipped the funeral part.
Don't go down there
and start growing no conscience.
'Cause sure as night'll come they'll have us
swinging from a couple ropes.
We did what we had to do.
We had the extra day
so we managed to dig...
...a little deeper, lay rocks on top
so scavengers couldn't get at him.
It was done right and all.
He was buried right.
-Sir, can we--
-The truth is that...
...when Hawk disappeared,
I was worried about savages.
And I was ready to get, to move on out.
Yeah, but, Bridger here argued to stay.
He argued to stay...
...so he could at least
build a cross or something...
...to put on top of Glass's grave,
and that's what he did. That's what we did.
I'm glad
you pulled your weight, Mr. Bridger.
He more than pulled his weight, Captain.
This man here, he was my partner.
Am I to assume that
the agreed arrangement did not change?
Fortunately for me, it did not.
Thank you...
...for your courage, honor, and service.
Deal or no deal, Mr. Bridger,
you deserve something for what you did.
Thank you.
Kid's been beating himself up
awful bad the whole trip.
We all saw the shape Glass was in.
There was no more to be done. Right?
Yeah.
We all saw him.
When there is a storm...
And you stand in front of a tree...
If you look at its branches, you swear it will fall.
But if you watch the trunk, you will see its stability.
There are traces of a camp...
There are traces of a camp...
Where?
Entering the moon forest.
Maybe from two days ago. They are moving east.
Tell the others.
Let's move quickly, Powaqa could be with them!
Bring me the girl...
Those five horses weren't for free.
Don't make a sound.
I will get a horse.
I'll cut off your balls.
Where is Toussaint?
Come here...
-May I join you?
-Yes.
-Yeah?
-Yes.
I was wondering when we might be
getting paid for that haul.
'Cause them pelts we collected
are still out there, you know...
...under a couple foot of dirt and snow.
But that ain't my fault.
I'm waiting for Captain Leavenworth
to arrive with his army.
Then we'll have enough men...
...to shoot some civilization into
those fucking Arikara and get back our pelts.
All right. All right.
When's that supposed to happen?
I don't know.
But until then, nobody gets paid.
Listen here, all right?
I was hired to trap 'em.
I wasn't hired to guard 'em.
The way I see it, now you, you got a safe.
It's probably full of money.
You signed a contract to protect your boss
and your boss's property.
And that safe isn't full anymore.
It's short about $300.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
It means, according to my records...
...you purchased more goods on the expedition
than what you are owed by the company.
Now, Happy New Year, Fitzgerald.
Fryman! White man at the gate!
Speak English.
I have no weapon.
Open her up!
Get the Captain!
Where are your men?
All dead.
Who was he?
I don't know. Something to eat, please?
Food comes at a price.
-I have no money.
-Then you don't eat.
Give back some of them stolen pelts
you buy from the Injuns.
Not now, Jones.
Silver. How is this? Silver.
This all you got?
We was nine.
My friend, he die in the snow.
And the other was...
...kill by wolf. I see it.
By wolf, yeah, kill.
Where'd you get this?
Canteen.
He drop it. He kill Toussaint, he drop it--
-Who? Who?
-I don't know. I don't see.
It could be Hawk.
Yeah, could be.
That half-breed runt
couldn't steal no horse.
-Maybe it was Weston.
-Or Beckett.
How far from here?
Thirty mile. Northwest, near the Yellowstone.
The Yellowstone!
Get the horses saddled. Torches and supplies.
Ten dollars a man.
Anderson, you stay here.
Yes, sir. Feed him and watch him.
I'll get you a drink.
When we get to the Yellowstone,
we split into two groups!
Hawk!
Hawk, you out there?
Keep your guard up!
Eyes in front!
Who are you?
Beckett? Is that you?
Glass?
Glass!
Jesus Christ!
Jesus Christ, what happened?
Where is he?
Jones, take him. Go.
I'm riding ahead. Bill, take Bridger.
Take Bridger!
-Have you seen Fitzgerald?
-No, sir.
Get up. Get up!
-You seen Fitzgerald?
-No, sir.
Fitzgerald?
Whoa, easy.
Where did he go?
-Who?
-Fitzgerald. Where did he go?
-I have no idea.
-Tell me or I'll take your head off.
I swear to God--
Tell me. Tell me!
Texas!
He said he was going to Texas.
He said he was gonna reenlist.
Then he started talking about property.
"A decent piece of land."
He's heading for Texas. That's all I know.
Stay here.
Fitzgerald!
Fitzgerald!
Goddamn it!
Goddamn it!
Jones! Get the Captain!
-Fryman!
-Open the gate!
Open it up!
Murphy, get the Captain.
Get him to the doctor. Now!
You said he was dead!
You said he was dead!
I thought he was, I swear!
-He lied to me!
-You're a liar.
You left him out there!
Say the Lord's Prayer.
Say the Lord's Prayer!
Our Father, Who art in heaven.
Who art-- I can't!
Shut up! Shut up!
From here out,
you're a prisoner charged with treason!
Take him to the cage! Take him to the cage
or you'll hang alongside him!
I thought he was gonna die!
Fitz lied to me!
I couldn't help him!
Glass!
Fitz lied to me!
How is he?
He'll be fine, but there is swelling.
He needs to rest.
I'll be back to check up on him.
He ran off, didn't he?
Bridger's telling the truth.
How's that?
Fitzgerald lied to him.
He was just following orders.
He wasn't there
when Fitzgerald stabbed my boy to death.
Is that what happened?
He killed Hawk.
I need a horse and gun.
No, you need to rest and eat.
I'm going after him.
No.
You'll never find him without me.
If we wait till morning he'll get away.
No, he won't.
He's afraid.
He knows how far I came for him.
Same as that elk. When they get afraid,
they run deep into the woods.
I got him trapped.
He just doesn't know it yet.
How can you be so sure?
'Cause he has everything to lose.
All I had was that boy.
And he took him away from me.
I can't let you go back out there.
Not again.
I ain't afraid to die anymore.
I done it already.
I'm going with you.
That's his horse, all right.
No way he could've ridden him
through the night.
How far ahead?
Half a day at the most.
Could be Ree.
If they aren't his, we lose him.
Unless he reenlisted
so he could justify killing again...
...these tracks right here are his.
I can't remember my wife's face.
Last week, she was still with me.
Now she's gone.
I worry I won't recognize her
when I get back home.
Is it true you killed an officer?
I just killed the man
who was trying to kill my son.
Smoke.
How close?
No more than a mile up that way.
I'm gonna head up to the west.
You go down to the east.
Let's see if we can find some tracks.
And if it's the Ree?
If it's the Ree, you turn right back around
and meet me back here.
Now, I wouldn't expect to find a man
of your stature...
...so far away from his stove
on a morning as cold as this, Captain.
You lost?
I'm here to take you back to Fort Kiowa...
...where you will be tried for murder.
Is that so?
I ain't crazy about your plan.
Besides, I got one of my own.
We had a deal, Glass!
I tried to tell your boy, all right?
I tried to tell him, but he wouldn't listen
and he kept on screaming.
He was gonna get everybody killed.
But you and me...we had a deal.
You know what happened out there.
And on my soul, the Lord...He knows...
...what happened out there
There was no deal.
You killed my boy.
Well, maybe you should've raised a man,
instead of some girlie little bitch.
Goddamn it.
You came all this way
just for your revenge, huh?
Well, you enjoy it, Glass.
'Cause there ain't nothing
gonna bring your boy back.
No, it won't.
Revenge is in God's hands...
...not mine.