Jeremiah Johnson Edit

A 50 caliber Hawkin!

A chief, name of Mad Wolf. Nice fellow, don't talk a hell of a lot.

A man will always wonder

A might early, ain't they?

A mountain man's a lonely man

Acted like they was gut shot.

Adulterous.

Ain't been too lucky?

Ain't that a lot easier than saying all that gibberish?

Ain't that Hatchet Jack's rifle?

Ain't the first time I protected my head in such a way.

Ain't this something?

Ain't you him?

All the troubles that he knew

Amongst Injuns...

An Indian didn't scream it

An Indian says you search in vain

An Injun, he figures it's natural.

And by God, I was right.

And die, you must!

And he leaves a lot behind

And he's never

And his rules is his rules.

And Jeremiah's story

And keep your nose open, there may be Indians about.

And proud too.

And said goodbye to whatever life was down below.

And so are you, if you are that man.

And some folks say

And the meanest bitch that ever balled for beads!

And the ponies. I have no further use for them.

And the rain will not pass through neither.

And then I'll leave my bones...

And there ain't no asylums for the crazy ones!

And there ain't no churches except this right here.

And there ain't no priests...

And you know the high country.

And you, Josh...

Anyway, I am dead.

Apaches would send 50 at once.

Are you all right?

Are you smelling them Blackfeet?

Are you sure that you can skin griz?

As it flew

At least to be remembered on some man's lodgepole.

Avalanche took the cabin.

Be going for buffalo soon.

Been known to be wrong

Besides, maybe she ain't near bad.

Better get one of these biscuits, boy.

Betting on forgetting

Blood kin to the grizzly that bit Jim Bridger's ass!

Bought a horse, traps and other truck that went with being a mountain man.

Boy, did you see all this?

Broke down in the snow and ice.

But he'll just run, soon as we step out of these trees.

But I swear...

But maybe you need her.

But no matter.

But they are an adulterous people.

But they'll be asleep soon.

But you best take her, friend.

But you oftentimes will find

Bye, Jeremiah Johnson!

Can't cheat the mountain, pilgrim. Mountain got it...

Can't go through here.

Can't say what's happened behind me though.

Canada, maybe.

Careful, that'll take your hand off.

Cheyenne, she was.

Chief here is named Two Tongues Le Beau.

Christian women and children, starving.

Cold up here.

Come dark, you give me your pistol. Load that bear rifle full of nails.

Come on, you.

Come on.

Congratulations, Two Tongues. Wonderful wedding.

Cooking sure don't smell like Bear Claw's.

Crow burial ground. Sacred.

Crow don't take kindly to trespassing.

Crow only come with medicine men and burying parties!

Crow?

Crow.

Crows, they are fearful.

Damn fool, you may have cooked our brains!

Damn!

Damn!

Dead.

Did you hear something?

Didn't like it down there?

Didn't miss nothing.

Didn't put enough dirt down.

Do what you like. I was much the same myself.

Do you know Feather Mesa?

Do you mean that you intend to let those people die?

Do you speak any English?

Don't get me wrong, I love the women, I surely do!

Don't know.

Don't you want any of these?

Elk don't know how many feet a horse has.

Empty your hand.

English?

Ever get lonesome?

Farmers mostly.

Feels like far.

Figures. A human man...

Fine figure of a man, yes?

Flowing by the throne of God

For what you cannot find

For what?

French missionaries taught him their language.

Full time night woman?

Gather with the saints at the river

Go ahead, ask.

Go in, get warm, eat something.

Go on, boy, and eat. It's good for you.

Go on, fetch the rest of that wood.

Going for the Musselshell.

Gone where?

Good thing to know...

Good water. Not much wind.

Got one of them feathers in my nose.

Great hunter.

Grizzly bears, pilgrim. I collect the claws.

Grown particular?

Have a nice honeymoon, Mrs. Johnson.

Have I told you not to go out...

Haven't seen anyone pass by recently, have you?

Hawk.

He asks if you are the great warrior...

He brought us here to honor you and you want to give him a gift.

He don't say a lot, does he?

He has thought of a better gift.

He may read the Bible, but he's still an Injun.

He said it in a song

He says she's called The Swan, but she'll answer to anything you want.

He says the scalps are fierce...

He says you fish poorly.

He says you found 1000 ways

He settled for a 30, but damn, it was a genuine Hawkin.

He was a young man...

He was living with a female panther.

He was looking for a Hawkin gun, 50 caliber or better.

He's up there still

Hell in the end.

Hell, don't run off. It's me.

Hell, he's there already.

Here you are, pilgrim. Sharp enough to scale a fish with.

Here's food.

Here's your old grizzer brown bear can clobber bark off a gum tree.

His daughter.

His name was Jeremiah Johnson.

How come you ain't been scalped?

How did you get it?

How far east?

How long have you been carrying your squaw?

How you been, Jeremiah?

How's the war going?

Hungry too?

I ain't never seen them, but my common sense tells me...

I ain't never trapped either...

I ain't seen no live man in 2 months.

I ain't used to it.

I am Bear Claw Chris Lapp.

I am Del Gue!

I are a mountain man! And I'll live until an arrow or bullet finds me.

I can outjump, outrun, throw down...

I can skin most anything.

I can whip my weight in wolverines...

I could not find your husband anywhere, ma'am.

I do it when Indians are coming.

I do not think this is funny.

I do that.

I do. So?

I don't believe April.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't speak any Flathead.

I found him, froze to a tree.

I got no truck with them Blackfeet.

I got the prettiest gal, fastest horse...

I had one in that thicket.

I have to try.

I hear the Big Belt in the Blue has beavers the size of bobcats.

I hear there's land there a man has never seen.

I hope you will fare well.

I hunt griz.

I knew you would help me get my pelts back.

I know who you are!

I lodgepoled her at Dead Wolf Creek and traded her for a Hawkin gun!

I make damn good biscuits.

I never could find no tracks in a woman's heart.

I packed a squaw for 10 years, pilgrim.

I plan to be here a long time. I do not want them down on me.

I said, are they Flathead?

I said: "Mother Gue...

I saw him once.

I told my pap and mam I was coming to the mountains...

I told you not to go play outside.

I will be happy to see my horse. I hate walking.

I will call you Caleb.

I will do my best.

I will do that, Del Gue.

I will take you down to the Judith. Put you on a ferry.

I wish you would see fit to stop the practicing of these ceremonies.

I wouldn't leave a man without a horse or gun.

I wouldn't want to disturb your wedding night.

I'll see you in the fall.

I'm a settler.

I'm full.

I'm half horse, half gator, and a touch of the earthquake.

I'm Lieutenant Mulvey, Third Cavalry.

I'm not going to harm you.

I'm not going to harm you.

I'm sorry, pilgrim.

I'm sorry, then.

I've been to a town, Del.

I've decided that when I depart from this life, I'd leave something.

I've got a chore to finish.

I've seen them ride with one foot on the horse's rump...

If he cannot give you a better one, it'll be an insult.

If I head due west tomorrow, will I find places to trap?

If the wind would stop.

If you be Johnson.

If you don't get in too much trouble with all that hair.

If you head due west or any place tomorrow, you'll be starving in a week.

If you value your hair, you will get married!

In my opinion, the Crows are the handsomest Indians there is.

Is the day that you lose

Is the way that you choose

It ain't a grave like the other.

It ain't.

It comes to nothing.

It doesn't matter. They do.

It is a good rifle...

It is a name I have always admired.

It ought to have been different

It sure is.

It weren't Mormons.

It will have to do.

It will keep me warm in the strong wind.

It won't save anything.

It'd take me a week's riding. And he'll be there in...

It's all right, boy.

It's been a long time...

It's for you.

It's over.

It's their territory. They figure we're trespassing.

Jeremiah Johnson

Jeremiah.

Johnson.

Josh was being a bad boy. I must tell your father.

Just as fast as you can find them.

Just hold back.

Just like before.

Just like this, one at a time?

Just the company I keep.

Keep good care of your hair!

Keep sneezing, it'll come out all right.

Keep them quiet.

Keep your nose in the wind...

Kind of like it, don't you?

Leave it be.

London is wallpapered with Injun scalps.

Look at you! There, now!

Lord hope it be a white man.

Lord!

Lost my mule.

Ma'am, I wouldn't know how to tend after...

Mad Wolf figures like every other Injun I know.

Made his way into the mountains

Many a child journeys this high to be different.

March is a green, muddy month down below.

March, maybe.

March.

Mary Lou, you knew better than to go out in the sun...

Maybe April.

Maybe you and the boy best come with me now.

Maybe you'd best go down to a town...

Maybe.

Maybe...

Mighty educated too.

Mighty warriors too.

More like a statue or a monument.

Mother Gue never raised such a foolish child.

Mountain's got its own ways.

Must have missed another war down there.

My beard?

My boy!

My name's Qualen.

Name's Del Gue.

Never did take him to Hawley.

Next pass.

No, I truly wouldn't.

No, I'm locating my horse. Dirtiest animal this side of hell.

No, you damn fool! Slide it up over the saddle!

No, you'll stay here.

No.

No.

No.

Nobody knows where he came from, and it don't seem to matter much.

Nobody's gone in front of me.

Nope.

Not about feeding.

Nothing wrong with quiet.

Now these coals here will simmer until sunrise.

Now you have a son, you need a wife.

Of running down your time

One against the President of Mexico.

One of them mounds.

Or the Indians get them.

Others say you never will be on account of this.

Paints His Shirt Red. That's his sign. Just stand still.

Paints His Shirt speaks English, he just does this to aggravate me.

People talk about it down below.

Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Johnson.

Poor chance. Or none.

Probably Crow. They'll steal our horses unless we bribe them.

Providing you ain't burnt alive or scalped.

Put that smell down.

Ready to shake hands, until you came!

Religious.

Religious.

Ride due west as the sun sets. Turn left at the Rocky Mountains.

Right here, mister.

River in front, cliffs behind.

Riverboat captains will leave you gold if you put out a pouch.

Same place you are, Jeremiah.

Saw it right off.

Says he's got enough bear claws.

Says they're Blackfeet ponies.

Says this scalp ain't fit for no decent man's lodgepole.

Says: "Son...

Scalps!

Scared of you.

Sending them out to hide in the corncrib.

Sergeant!

Sergeant! Prepare to move!

Settler.

Shade's getting scarce in these parts.

Shall we gather at the river

She never did get used to him.

She wasn't no trouble.

She's big medicine.

She's gone.

Should be no trouble to slip in there and then get your possibles.

Single file, slowly.

Skin that one, pilgrim, and I'll get you another!

Skin this.

So don't bother me, neither of you!

So we know they've been here.

So what's he shouting for?

So, maybe he will come back here.

Some folks like it.

Some say you're dead on account of this.

Sound wisdom.

Spring.

Stay here with the animals.

Stayed with that Injun gal all this time?

Staying alive, Del. Ain't that hair I see on your head?

Stays long this high.

Stole my pelts. Not to mention what they done to that boy's folks!

Stop that, boy.

Sunshine or thunder

Suppertime!

Sure, I got a fine horse under me!

Swan, I cannot stand this weight.

Take him.

Take notice of the traps and go fetch some proper food.

Take them.

Tell them to go slow and stay quiet.

Tell your men to keep behind me in single file.

Thank you kindly.

Thank you.

Thanks all the same, Johnson, but we're riding through.

That be them.

That flows by the throne of God

That Hatchet Jack was a wild one.

That is all you need to know. For now.

That so?

That the story doesn't always go

That'll be far enough, pilgrim!

That's Reverend Lindquist.

The beautiful, the beautiful river

The danger is over.

The day that you tarry

The eagle or the sparrow Showed the path he was to follow

The Indians will not bother you now, on account of...

The Injuns put you here?

The story goes that he was a man of proper wit and adventurous spirit...

The trail was wide and narrow

The way that you wander

The way you had in mind

Them critters hammered me into the ground. Took my rifle, horse.

Them is Flatheads, and they've hurt nobody that I know.

Them mountains is for animals and savages!"

Then let it pass?

There ain't a man alive can match them on a horse.

There she be.

There.

There's a man for you, Jeremiah Johnson.

These are Christian families.

These here are God's finest sculpturings...

They say he wanted to be a mountain man.

They will be afraid.

This here's his story.

This is big medicine. They guard it with spirits.

This is Crow land.

This is the Department of Colorado.

This place has been trapped out since '25.

This wasn't my idea, you know?

This will be a good place to live.

This'll do.

Those people are waiting for us! They're freezing, hungry and scared.

Through those passes.

Tie him off, boy.

Time to start the garden.

To get from here what their natures couldn't get them below.

To keep you warm.

Trick to it. Walk out on this side of your horse.

Troop, halt!

Two years in a cave up in the Musselshell.

Use that skin pad, pilgrim, before you lose all your fingers.

Use this blanket, boy.

Utes and Flatheads...

Walk over this way.

Was it worth the trouble?

Was that kind

Watch this.

Watch your topknot.

Watch yours.

We got to get them out of there before they freeze.

We got us an elk to skin!

We have graves to dig.

We have wagons there. Three of them.

We look and there's a new piece of bone or hide, or something's been left.

We never even hear them.

We never see them.

We seem to have escaped.

We swum out of it.

We were hoping that maybe...

We were told that you would know how to get there.

We will now sing.

We'll have to turn around and head east.

We've been watched since we started to climb up from the Gila.

Weren't no griz left anyway.

What about the boy?

What are you going to do?

What chance would I have finding a way through, just by riding west?

What ever happened to that boy? The one that didn't talk much?

What happened to your face?

What if he sees our feet?

What is that word? Oh, yes!

What trouble?

What you learned down in the flat will serve you no good up here.

What?

What?

What's he saying?

What's on the spit?

What's so funny?

What's this?

What's your name?

When you leave, you can take her to Fort Hawley and sell her.

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Where are you?

Where bright angel feet have trod

Where is it I could find bear, beaver, other critters worth cash skinned?

Where the fair wind blows

Where you headed, Jeremiah?

Where you headed?

Where's the Crazy Woman?

Where's your mule that kicks holes in the sky and shakes off its saddle?

Where's your slavering wolf of the rolling prairie?

Which war?

Which way now?

Who are they, Flathead?

Who are you?

Who gave you that idea?

Who won?

Why are you here?

Why did you shave your head?

Why not?

Wind's right.

Winter's a long time going?

With all them Injuns after you, I cannot brag about your campsite.

With an "E."

With its crystal tide forever

Woman, I am your friend.

Woman?

Won't come around without the smell.

Wondering about something?

Would be wise.

Would you happen to know what month of the year it is?

Yep, Crow.

Yes, sir.

Yes, we'll gather at the river

Yes, you were.

Yes.

You ain't likely to meet someone like me.

You are molesting my hunt!

You better go do likewise.

You better stop there.

You can cut wood and leave it up on the Judith.

You cook good rabbit, pilgrim.

You couldn't do no better.

You don't believe that.

You getting enough, boy?

You got a name, boy?

You got him, pilgrim! You nailed him clean.

You got old and scary since you growed hair on your head?

You got some work to do.

You got yourself all dirty...

You have beaver scent?

You have done well to keep so much hair...

You have to hunt, you said.

You know how to skin griz?

You like that? Caleb?

You live up here.

You look it!

You religious too?

You skinheaded son of a bitch, you almost got me killed!

You sure are cocky for a starving pilgrim.

You track well, pilgrim.

You turn down this gift, they'll slit you, me, Caleb and the horses...

You two know each other?

You understand their language?

You were borne on the wind today.

You will do well, Del.

You will do well.

You won't make it.

You wouldn't have an extra hat on you, would you?

You're a fine target, pilgrim!

You're him.

You're lucky they were Crows.

You're on good terms with them.

You're the same dumb pilgrim I've been hearing for 20 days...

You've been up here too long, believing in this!

You've come far, pilgrim.

You've learned well, pilgrim. You'll go far.

You've stolen my pelts!

Your Christian name?

Your husband has told me so much about you.

Yours truly, Hatchet Jack."

20 miles or so.

But how did you...? I didn't know they'd be Flatheads.

Christian Indians? Lots of them.

Did I say something? No.

How many you figure? Three.

I don't want no wife... He says he'll be very happy.

Ought to have been different. Is that so?

Thank you... Move them fast.

We are not Crows! What would happen, Johnson?

We could pull into those trees. Don't go getting hasty.

What brings you up so high? Griz.

What do you do with them scalps? Sell them to the English.

What? Take him!

When did they come through? A few hours ago.

...a tribe's greatness is figured on how mighty its enemies be.

...a woman's breast is the hardest rock...

...and also, young lady...

...and ghosty stories about the tall hills didn't scare him none.

...and I can find no sign on it.

...and killed the bear that killed me.

...and smelling for 3!

...and the horses are fleet.

...and there ain't no laws for the brave ones!

...are generally peaceful critters.

...being of sound mind and broken legs...

...but sure would like to.

...dirty!

...do hereby leaveth my bear rifle...

...drag out and whip any man in all Kentucky.

...excepting the birds!

...from crotch to eyeball with a dull deer antler!

...get out of these mountains.

...if times get hard.

...likes tracking and killing.

...make your life go here. Here's where the people is.

...on this great map of the magnificent...

...one wrist through a loop in the mane...

...shooting arrows and guns under the horse's neck!

...since I had...

...so much of the English language spoken at me.

...straight through a crab apple orchard on a flash of lightning!

...suited to the mountains.

...the Almighty ever made on Earth...

...the Andes is foothills, and the Alps is for children to climb.

...the Rocky Mountains is the marrow of the world."

...to trap and be a mountain man.

...to whatever finds it.

...ugliest dog this side of hell.

...when so many are after it.

...who avenges the Crazy Woman in the Wolf Tail Valley.

...without a bonnet on your head?

...without your shoes.

...you are touched.

...your eyes along the skyline.

"I, Hatchet Jack...