I'm sorry for the extremely long delay. Most of the time, this laptop is shelved along with all the books I haven't had a chance to read. I can see a light in the tunnel...
Most of the images in this post are NSFW.
In recap six, Cleola and Waka Mani’s first kiss made normal people swoon and Junius breathe fire.
Sitting outside on a bench in the dark, Cleola’ is tracing her lips with her fingers, remembering the feel of Waka Mani’s lips upon hers. In truth, she’s remembering it with her entire body.
Immersed in the heavenly feeling, Cleola’s strokes her neck and whispers a few words to herself. Suddenly, President Duquesne appears to destroy the mood. “Ah Miss Banks… thinking about your young man.” Correct sentiment. Incorrect young man. Cleola is embarrassed to have been caught in such a state of arousal. Duquesne sits next to her and changes the subject. Miss Cooper has told him that Cleola might need a scholarship. Cleola admits that there is a problem with her trust fund— her mother passed away and Purdy isn’t generous. Though Duquesne briefly looks at her like a dirty old man, the words that come out of his mouth are reassuring. He tells her that because she’s so close to graduating, Beckwourth wouldn’t risk losing one of their brightest students. Cleola, who is still reeling from her earlier display of joy, thanks him.
Duquesne reaches out to lift her chin with his hand. “There. There now. All your troubles are over.” She rewards him with a small smile. The way he touches her still seems dirty. Duquesne gives Cleola advice. “Go. Go. Find Richard. He’s a fine young man.” Cleola reluctantly agrees that he is. Duquesne either fails to recognize her reaction for what it is or only pretends to. Regardless, he continues talking. “Not young woman loves the man with whom she is to spend her life...but you have the good fortune to have found just such a man.” Though she’s rejecting this notion with her entire soul, Duquesne gives her a half-sheepish, half-proud look. He is a Cleola and Richard shipper. He leaves. Cleola breathes, “Yes.” She brings her left hand to her heart and contemplates her future. She inhales and exhales. Frowning, perhaps at her own line of thought, she reaches a decision that elicits a more determined, “Yes!”
Inside the building, we see Waka Mani, Jumping Elk and Simon Crow enter their room with Lewis trailing behind them. Simon Crow eyes Lewis, who shuts and locks the door.
Meanwhile, Cleola is sitting on the roof of the little old house in her nightgown, preparing to go through with her decision. Richard’s still in the batter’s box and now there’s no way in hell he’ll ever get to first base let alone home plate.
Outside, presumably on the same bench Cleola vacated, enjoying a bit of night air, a smoking Junius is entertaining Isaac by making rings of smoke. Isaac, who is also smoking, isn’t as proficient. Lewis comes up behind them. Junius continues to audition to be a card-carrying member of the KKK. “Big Chief Chotteningham want smoke on my peace pipe.” The way he speak is both offensive and absurd. Not in the least worried about showing his ass, Junius takes a new cigar from his jacket and offers it to Lewis. Isaac laughs like the buffoon he is.
Lewis snatches the cigar from Junius and then glares at Isaac. That shuts him up. Finally, Lewis launches into the reason he’s there in the first place. “They shouldn’t be locked up anymore.” Junius is condescending. “Careful. The Red is showing beneath the Black.” Oddly, Isaac looks uncomfortable. Perhaps he’s finally realizing that Junius is an ass.
In the captive room, Waka Mani is ripping off his tie and declaring that he’s leaving that night. The others continue to undress in silence. Waka Mani realizes he’ll have to leave alone. Jumping Elk understands that the “whites” are there to stay (in the country), so it’s best to just serve their time, get sent home and avoid being hunted. Simon Crow continues to march for assimilation. “I have asked to stay on in the fall.” Waka Mani points out that his friend has no money. No matter. “Lewis says there are ways.” Bromance.
Waka Mani is notices that Simon Crow is sweating profusely. He’s sick, but he denies it, claiming only to have a little fever… a sure sign that he’s sick. Simon Crow is determined to stay at Beckwourth’s and learn. It’s what he wants. Though Waka Mani is deeply saddened, he makes no attempt to pull rank.
Jumping Elk adds something to the conversation. “It is good you go (to Waka Mani). Junius wants more trouble. If you stay, you will have to kill him.” No one is objecting to this scenario. Waka Mani’s right hand is on Simon’s shoulder. Jumping Elk places his left hand on his. They are truly brothers.
While the men are bonding, Cleola is still perched on the roof in her nightgown listening to the night. It’s not exactly the way she pictured preparing for her first time.
A short time later, someone enters a different room with a hammer. It’s Waka Mani and he’s dressed in his own clothes. Junius is in bed sleeping. He raises and lowers the hammer over Junius’ head, but does not strike.
Back in the captive room, Simon Crow is examining the cover of the constitution. The scene is dark. The guy actually looks like Jumping Elk, but contextually, it being him doesn’t make sense.
Anyway, Waka Mani does not kill Junius. He leaves the hammer lying next to this head instead.
In the very next scene, he’s calling Cleola’s name as he climbs onto the roof where she’s sitting as pretty as a picture waiting for him. She says nothing as he moves closer.
They make love and pictures are worth thousands of words.
The aftermath of their lovemaking is lovely. They lie together under his blanket, smiling at each other. Waka Mani kisses Cleola on the cheek and strokes her arm. He asks her to run away with him. She wants to know where. To the Dakota Makoshi. Perhaps he means the Black Hills of South Dakota.
From there, they’ll go to Canada. She wants to know how they’ll live. He answers, “from the land. I will hunt and fish and take care of you.” Waka Mani is the definition of a man. Cleola is smiling when she asks, “And what will I do?” He’s amused and dead serious at the same time. He whispers, “We could build a school. You could teach Mahiyasaba (sp?)” She looks back at him, wondering what the words means. He peers up at the night sky and answers her unasked question, “My black sky.” Midnight?
Cleola sighs in contentment. Waka Maki kisses her on the forehead. She tells him, “I want to stay on this roof forever.” He asks teasingly, “Forever?” They laugh as he pulls her atop him. They continue laughing while kissing and moaning. NotVirginCleola is ready for riding 101.
The next morning Junius wakes up to find himself face to face with Waka Mani’s hammer.
A short time later, we see Lewis, Simon Crow, Isaac, Jumping Elk, Waka Mani standing in a line. Junius marches towards them with the hammer. Peeved, he offers it to Waka Mani, who takes the hammer with a smile. You’d think these two were fighting over the same woman. They aren’t. Ah… um… where in the hell is Richard?
“Now!” says President Duquesne. The young men pick up the frame for the thing they’re building that no one cares about. The prez is happy to have the thing and to see the guys working together in peace and harmony. He either missed, misinterpreted or just dismissed the hammer exchange.
Later, Cleola is in the church sitting in a pew. Waka Mani comes in and makes a bee line towards her, but she indicates that he should sit on the pew behind her just in case a nutjob like Junius shows up. He understands and complies. Overflowing with love, he announces that they’ll leave that night. She’s taken aback. When she questions him, Waka Mani insists that they must be together. He’s fully committed. Her doubts though wipe the smile off his face. He reminds Cleola that Junius is watching them and that it’s dangerous to wait. She turns towards him with her hand on the back of the pew. He places his hand atop hers.
Waka Mani continues telling her the plan. “My headman will join us together.” She’s silent. “Then we’ll find a white collar to marry us in front of your God.” He’s ride or die. Cleola’s torn. She turns away from him. “I need time. I…I need to think.” Waka Mani draws her back, his hand over her heart. “You do not need think in here, Mahiyasaba.
They’re breathing the same air. She places her hand over his and explains how she feels. “I’m not an Indian. I don’t know how to live as an Indian.” Her concerns are valid. “Your ways…” He cuts her off. “We will make our own ways.” I repeat. This man is committed.
Though a bit cold, he reminds her of the alternative. “What is there for you here? To marry Richard and be a fine lady?” Cleola pulls away again. “No!” She refuses to be Richard’s wife no matter what. Smart as a whip, Cleola makes yet another valid point. “But it’s easier for you. You’ll be going home.”
Her reluctance to run away saddens him, but he understands. Knowing that they’ll be missed, he attempts to leave first. As he walks away, Cleola gets to her feet. She’s anxious, confused and bewildered by what is happening. It’s very possible that she never expected him to want to marry her.
Cleola barely manages to utter two words. “Waka Mani.” In four strides, he’s back in her arms with his lips on hers. Through this epic kiss, he gives her the strength she so desperately needs from him.
As he leaves, she’s breathless from this kiss and the huge decision that only she can make.
To be continued.
DISCLAIMER: Unbowed is the copyright and intellectual property of FILMANTHROPIC and Mildred Lewis. No copyright infringement is intended, only thoughtful discussion. Perhaps a few more people will secure a copy of this marvelous film themselves.