He may be a special man or even a god. I ask that Chief Ten Bears give us permission to...

Kicking Bird: [in Lakota; addressing the village council] He may be a special man or even a god. I ask that Chief Ten Bears give us permission to talk with him. [murmurs around the council as Wind in his Hair rises to speak] Wind In His Hair: [in Lakota; subtitled] I do not care for this talk about a white man at the soldier fort. Whoever he is he is not a Sioux and that makes him less. We took more then a hundred horses from these people and there was no honor in it. They don't ride well. They don't shoot well. They're dirty. Those so-called "soldiers" could not make it through one winter in our country. And all these people are said to flourish? I think they will all be dead soon... maybe in ten years. [murmurs circulate around the council] Wind In His Hair: [in Lakota] I think this fool is probally lost. [the councel laughs as Wind In His Hair sits back down and Kicking Bird raises his right hand as a call for silence] Kicking Bird: [in Lakota; subtitled] Wind In His Hair has spoken and his words are strong. It is true that the whites are a poor race and it is hard to understand them. But make no mistake, the whites are coming. Even our enemies agree on this. But when I see one white man alone and without fear in our country, I do not think he is lost. I think he may have medicine. I think this is a man who will speak for all white people. I think this is a man from which treaties may be struck. [the council murmurs and nods in agreement until Wind In His Hair rises to speak again] Wind In His Hair: [in Lakota; subtitled] Kicking Bird is always looking ahead and while that is good, he doesn't know this lone white man. This white man cannot hunt, cover our lodges, or feed our children. He is nothing to us! I will take some warriors with me and we will shoot some arrows into the white man. If he truly has medicine, he will not be hurt. If he has no medicine, he will be dead. [more murmurs are heard as Wind In His Hair sits back down and Stone Calf rises to speak] Stone Calf: [in Lakota; subtitled] No man on the council can tell another man what to do. But killing a white man is a delicate business. If you kill one, more are sure to come. Ten Bears: [in Lakota; subtitled] It's easy to become confused by these questions. Before we take action we need to talk about this some more at another time. That is all I have to say. This council is dismissed.

We should talk to him. Don't talk like that about a white man. He is not a Sioux and that makes him less. When I hear that more whites are coming, I have to laugh. We took 100 horses from them. There was no honor in that. They ride badly, they shoot badly, they're dirty. Their soldiers couldn't even make it through a single winter here. And these people are flourishing? I think they'll all be dead soon. This fool is probably lost. Wind In His Hair's words are strong. The whites are a poor race, and hard to understand. But make no mistake. They will come. Even our enemies agree on this. When I see one man in our country, alone and without fear, I don't think he is lost. He may have medicine. I see someone who might speak for all the white people who are coming. I think treaties can be struck with a man like this. Kicking Bird is always looking ahead and that is good. But this man cannot cover our lodges or feed our children. He means nothing to us. We will shoot some arrows into this white man. If he has medicine, he won't be hurt. If he hasn't, he will die. No man can tell another what to do. But killing a white man is a delicate matter. If you kill one, more are sure to come. These are confusing questions. It's hard to know what to do. We should talk about it some more. That's all I have to say. What's the matter? - We don't think this is a good idea. If we take the horse of a white god, they will write songs about us. Maybe. - They will let us go on raids. Who gets the horse? - I do. But we share. Isn't that a great plan? It's always the same. We will be heroes. They will write songs about us. What happened? What's wrong? I don't know. I can't move my arm. You shouldn't have fallen off. We're in trouble now. It was your idea. My idea was to take the horse, not fall off. Otter hurt himself. What are you looking at? It hurts! My father will beat me up with his bow.