Deleted Scene from Dances with Wolves

With a measured, stealthy gait, Lieutenant John Dunbar's stallion Cisco crested the picturesque plains hill.  Dunbar knew that warring tribes might be in the vicinity.  Suddenly, he heeled Cisco.  Before him, across the gently undulating hills lay a sprinkling of black-clothed, sunglasses-wearing men.  A rather porcine fellow wearing white garb and a red hat was hunched over, holding a shiny metal stick.  Golfing nativists?  This pasty, orange man was immediately distracted by Dunbar's presence.  

"Can't you see that I am putting?!  Can't you see that you are not welcome here?"   

Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding.  Dunbar cautiously approached.  He could see that the orange one looked like he hadn't slept in weeks, so he tried to assuage his ire with an offering of coffee.  It was to no avail.     

"Get him outta here!  Get him out!!"  

Dunbar was beaten savagely by the sunglasses-wearing men and dragged off the premises.  

(A few days later...)

Dunbar was offered a wampum settlement for the beating, even though the petulant orange one had announced after the incident that he would never settle and admitted no wrongdoing.  Dunbar took the settlement and resolved to study this tribe and how they could have installed such a strange, grotesque leader.

He is known by opposing tribes as "Yellow Nest on Head."  His supporters seem to have immense reverence for him because he promised  that he alone could provide everything by virtue of his fierce bartering and negotiating skills. 

 An important non-blood relative, who wears a curious outfit that seems part rich frat boy and part baseball umpire, seems to be at odds with the Chief's right hand man, who seems to be afflicted with dysentery or putrid face.   I'm told the frat boy is pushing the infected one out of the circle of power, as he did  previously with a rotund hanger-on.

The tribe tells me that the Orange Chief has an exotic-looking, younger wife who keeps busy  operating  a rudimentary business venture selling moccasins, pelts and jewelry made from animals that her warrior brother Foot in Mouth has killed.   She also has yellow hair and her Lakota name is something like Tatonia or Tatonka.   She has taken up an office in the executive tipi, perhaps for purposes of consolidating power.   Her brothers are also sons of the Chief, so apparently they've got some sort of Pitcairn Islands thing  going on here.

The Chief is not a lover of animals and has no pets, unless you count White Bird in a Golden Cage, who is kept in another district and shown off from time to time.  Her friends and family, from whom she was purchased, believe that White Bird must fly.  Or she will die.

Yellow Nest on His Head  has a translator who I'm told is also an expert in seasonings.   He seems at times petulant and at times clownish.  I don't really know if he's malevolent or just stupid, since the people can't understand a thing he says.  He seems dishonest, partly because he speaks in some sort of butchered version of their tongue, which makes the Lakota Nation suspicious of him.  ( Before him, the Orange One apparently had employed some sort of witch, who answered questions only with questions of her own.)

The Chief has firm allies at the dominant smoke signal network in the area, though many of them seem to be sabotaging their careers by virtue of being misunderstood by the womenfolk.  

He has a sort of anti-medicine man whose strict prohibition of the burning of medicinal herbs has engendered considerable animus among tribes in the district and beyond.  Healthcare is not even his lookout, they say; he should stick to what he knows best: cultural tribalism.

One of the Orange One’s warriors was sacrificed to the scandal gods after he lied about meeting with the enemy.  And according to an allied tribe of the Lakota, the Orange One himself participated in a crude, undignified sort of rain dance in enemy territory.

The Chief has been known to do business with notorious scalpers.  And reliable sources say that it’s well documented that he has close ties to the red menace himself, Vladimir Pawnee, who has infiltrated the government of the Lakota Nation. 

The Orange One's tribe has deliberately poisoned the water supply and I fear their government is now broken beyond repair. 

I do not understand the ways of these people, but  there is some good news:   I do believe the groundwork has been laid for the removal  of this fulminating, baggy-eyed, paunchy, short-fingered, corrupt orange duffer they call  "Yellow Nest on Head."