Epilogue...the survivors come home to wait for the next war.
I swear by god Bob, if that bonehead tries to rip us off again I'm gonna stick that camera right up his...oh, ah...I mean, we um send him happy hunting grouds for many moons...
Edward Curtis dressed a pair of Tlingit warriors in some costumes from the trunk of his car...it was the last photo he ever made...
Epilogue...the film exposes the photographer.
Epilogue...invade becomes a synonym for discover.
Epilogue...casino tourism is economic development.