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| Year: | 2006 |
| Rating: | 7.7(2261) |
| Listed in: | Western |
| Languages: | English, Mandarin, Crow |
| Plot: | Set in 1898, Print Ritter and his estranged nephew Tom Harte become the reluctant guardians of five abused and abandoned Chinese girls. Ritter and Harte's attempts to care for the girls are complicated by their responsibility to deliver a herd of horses while avoiding a group of bitter rivals intent on kidnapping the girls for their own purposes. |
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Goofs
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Crew: A camera is visible when Big Ears gets on a horse to go and visit Dink Yeatman. Continuity: In the end of part 1 after #4 was raped, Tom shoots the rapist's thumbs off. First, he aims at the rapist's right hand, and the hand shown with an exploding thumb is a left hand. Then when Tom aims at the man's left hand, the exploding thumb is on a right hand. Continuity: After the final gun fight when they are standing in the barn, Print has his left arm around two of the girls and Nola is standing to their right. When the camera angle changes, Nola is now standing between the girls with her arms around them. Continuity: During the last fight, when Print head butts Big Ears Bywater, Big Ears hat flies off of his head, when the camera angle changes it is back on his head. Continuity: When Nola is doing laundry and telling Print about here past, he smokes a couple of cigarettes. Later when they sit together by the river at night, and Print lights a cigarette, she says she didn't know that he smoked. Continuity: Towards the end of the movie, when Ed "Big Ears" Bywater is threatening to nail Prent's "credentials" to the log, the horse shoe nail in his mouth disappears and reappears depending on the camera angle. |
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Tom Harte: [after killing the man who stole from them, Harte returns to find his uncle teaching the girls English] So I went and got our horses and our money... had to stretch a fella... and you start a finishing school for Chinese girls. Prentice Ritter: We're all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house. Birth 'til death. We travel between the eternities. Prentice Ritter: I get rousted out of my sleep sometimes when Nature calls. I find there's something frightening 'bout that hour of the night 'cause there ain't no foolin' yourself 'bout what you done or what you hadn't done with your life. Prentice Ritter: Without marriage and women we'd all have been drunk, shot ourselves to death, or died of the clap. |
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