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♪♪

All right, men,
we'll fan out here.

Now, move slow and comb
behind every rock.

He's got a bullet in him,
he can't be too far.

And remember, a rat
is dangerous when he's cornered.

I know how to deal with rats.

I'll drag him in
on the end of this.

Hartley, I'm going to
tell you once more.

This is a posse,
not a lynch mob.

This is a band of madmen
we've been chasing.

They've killed, pillaged,

burned me out. They...

killed my wife.

Well, Cap Fenner
and his band are gonna get

no better from us than...

than they've been giving.

Now, you can call this
a posse if you want to, but...

we're gonna shoot on sight
and we're gonna shoot to kill.

I just hope that...

old friends don't try
to get in the way.

I don't like it, Ben.

I just hope that none of them

find that wounded man
before we do.

I'll catch up with the others.

♪♪

Hold it right there. Don't move.

All right. Easy.

All right.

Come on.

Sit him down over there.

Who is he?

One of Cap Fenner's Comancheros.
He's the one that had the money.

I'll saddle a horse
and take him into town.

No, no. No, he stays here.

I want you to go to town
and tell Roy Coffee

to bring the doctor out here.

Tell him to come out pronto.

Make sure you don't
tell anybody about this

except Roy, you understand?
Hey, now, wait a minute.

What's this all about?
Now, just do as I tell you.

I don't want to argue
about it, Joe.

Look, you don't want
to argue about it, but I do.

Now, we both knew
Jim Hartley's wife.

I got a friend right now
in town with a bullet in him,

maybe dying, you're worried
about taking care of this...

Now, Joseph, I just told you
to do something.

Get into town, tell Roy
to bring the doctor out here.

Do you understand? Now, move!

Mosquito, I ought
to yank you off that horse

and beat your head
against a rock.

How'd you let him
get away from you?

They shot Amigo's horse
out from under him

and put a bullet in him.

He was dragging himself
along the ground.

Yeah, dragging the money
with him, too.

I'll track him, Captain.

I don't care
what happens to that...

dirty peon.

I just want to know
where the money is.

I'll find out, Captain,
and I promise you that.

I don't want your promises.

I want the money.

And don't bother
to get back here

until you find out where it is.

Understand?

Yes.

Now, ride.

How is he?

Arm's in pretty bad shape, but
I've done all I can do for now.

I still don't like covering up
this sort of thing.

You'd rather see that posse
bring him in face down

over his saddle, wouldn't you?
That's your responsibility.

Look, Doc, all Roy's
trying to do

is buy time for the mob
to cool down.

Well, I hope you're right,

but I won't guarantee
how the voters will react

when they find out about it.
Or, for that matter,

some of my patients
when they find out.

You try moving him out of here,

you'll find out
that some of your patients

and some of your voters
may get killed.

Doc, is it all right
if I talk to him now?

Go ahead.
It's all right with me.

What's your name, son?

Hey! What's your name?

Why do you waste time?

Why don't you kill me?

Ain't nobody
going to kill you, boy.

Now, just tell me
what your name is.

They call me Amigo.

What are you going
to do with me, Sheriff?

Well, that'll be
up to the court to decide.

The court?

I'm a Mexican,

Yaqui Indian.

What court is there for me?

Well, let me just say this.
If you tell us where Cap Fenner

and the rest of his men are,

it'd be a mighty
big help to you.

I do not turn
on my friends, señor.

You're wasting your time, Roy.

Ben, regardless of what I think
of him, he's still a patient.

I've got to get
some food into him.

I'll get Hop Sing
to prepare something.

I'll be right down, Ben.

Now, you think over
what I told you, you hear?

Ben, I shouldn't risk
taking this money into town.

Would you keep it
in that safe of yours

for me for a couple days?

Yeah, I don't see why not.

Yeah, I handcuffed the kid
to the bed upstairs.

There's the keys.

How's your friend?

He's badly hurt,
but he'll pull through.

Good, just so he lives
long enough to hang.

You're beginning to sound
as bloodthirsty as Hartley.

Well, maybe that's 'cause I feel
the same way Hartley does.

Do you mean that you'd turn
that boy over to a lynch mob?

Yeah, why not?

Why not, Roy? It'll save us
the bother of a trial.

The verdict's already in.

The man rode with Cap Fenner.

He was involved in the killing
of Hartley's wife,

the shooting of Jack Marshall
and robbery.

What more do you want?

Look, nobody questions the fact
that he deserves a hanging.

But if a man is hanged
without the benefit of a trial,

whoever puts the rope around
his neck is guilty of murder.

I say give him what he deserves.

I don't care
what the man deserves.

We're not talking about that.

It's still murder.

Now, if you want to put
a rope around his neck,

go ahead.

If you want to live with
a murder on your conscience

for the rest of your life,
fine, go right ahead.

Look, Joe...

Take some food
up to him, will you?

And stand guard.

The cook made you some soup.

How is it you bring it?

You, who hate me.

My pa said bring it,
so I bring it.

Hey.

I heard what you said
about me downstairs.

Yeah, well, then you also heard
a good friend of mine

got shot in that holdup.

Now, just how do you think
I ought to feel about you?

I did not shoot him.

Yeah, I figured you'd say that.

My people say the son
is in the father's image.

Sometimes nature
makes mistakes, huh?

You have a good father.

And this is a fine house.

Well, like those of the
hacendados in my country.

Only there, I slept
in the stables.

With the animals.

Where you would have me now.

Or on the filthy floor
of the local calabozo,

staring through the bars
at the gallows.

You're here, aren't you?

I am here, Si.

But not because of you.

I know you, young señorito.

Come on, come on, take it easy.

Just make the arm relax.
Cuidado. Be careful.

Animals like me can bite.

That is what you think, huh?

I am a dirty Mexican animal.

You ever stop to think

maybe that's the way
you want me to see you?

But how can it be otherwise?

You are the young patrén.

And I...

I have known hunger and cold.

I've been whipped and jailed.

And I become a thief
and a murderer, just as you say.

Oh, you really bleed, don't you?

Yeah, you really bleed,
not just from your arm.

What do you think,
you're the only man

who's ever had hard times,
the only one

who's ever known hunger
and cold?

Well, I got news for you,
friend.

I've known a lot of men
like that.

But they didn't join up
with a killer like Cap Fenner.

Perhaps they would have

if there was no place else
to go.

Sheriff.

Yeah?

Fenner and his men hit Joe
Benton's ranch here last night.

Burned the house and the barn
right down to the ground.

Now, where were you?

I was chasing Fenner.

All by yourself, Roy?

Now, what are you getting at?

I'll tell you
what we're getting at.

My wife and daughter had to hide
in that brush out there

for over an hour.

Till Fenner and his cutthroats
decided to leave.

Then Hartley and the boys and me
came up, and...

my wife and my daughter's hands
and arms were burned.

We brought her into town to see
if Doc could patch her up,

but he wasn't here.

No, he was with you.

The two of you were seen
riding out together.

Where'd you go, Roy?

Who was Doc patching up?

That Comanchero
that's got a bullet in him.

The one that we couldn't find.

You're hiding him, Roy.

I'm doing my job.

And that's all
I'm gonna tell you.

We'll find out where he went.

When we do, we're gonna hang
that Comanchero.

And then we're gonna come back
and talk to you.

All right,
let's get out of here.

Feeling any better?

Does it matter, señor?

Amigo...

I'm gonna make you one promise.

You're gonna have a fair trial.

Now, I...
Señor,

there's something
you can do for me now.

Those wild horses
you round up for your ranch,

they are hard to break, gsi?

Yes, they're hard to break.
What about 'em?

What happens
when you cannot break one?

You shoot him?

Sometimes...

you shoot 'em.

I prefer to set 'em free.

Señor Cartwright,

does a man have no more right

than a horse?

Has he less right to live

and be free,

respected?

Yes, every man has a right
to that.

Then you can help me, señor.

Let me go!

That horse hasn't broken
the law.

You have.

Now, I'm not judge and jury.

What you're asking me to do
is impossible.

You are judge and jury here.

And you have just condemned me
to die.

Pa,

Hartley and the posse
are just riding in.

Stay here with him.
Yeah.

You are happy now, señor?

We want to talk to you, Ben.

All right.

I'm listening.

Well, it, uh...

it seems the sheriff and the doc
went riding last night.

We did some tracking.
We figured that they, uh...

they came here.

We want to know
who's sick in your house, Ben.

Hartley, I...

I don't think I have to account
to you for...

who's sick in my house.

You don't have to, Ben?

Or you don't want to?

Now, you, uh,
have something to say,

you go right ahead and say it.

'Cause I got things to do.

Like taking care
of a wounded Comanchero, maybe?

Sheriff Coffee wants to
question me, I'll talk to him.

We're gonna look
around your place, Ben.

You're-you're going to turn me
over to them, aren't you?

Go on. Get out the door.

I said get out the door.

You can't stand us all off, Ben.

And we're gonna search
this place,

starting with that house.

Well, I...

sure wish you wouldn't do that.
It's...

See, somebody's liable
to get hurt.

I wouldn't want that to happen.

Neither would you.

Get a search warrant.

I got one right here.

I told you about old friends
trying to get in the way, Ben.

And there's only one of you

and a whole lot of us.

You better get out of the way.

Who's gonna get it first,
Hartley?

Pa.

Pa, let 'em in
if that's what they want.

I know how you feel
about men taking the law

into their own hands,
but we got nothing to hide.

Make up your mind, Ben.

All right, let's go.

All right, look in there.

♪♪

Maybe we're wrong, Ben.

I hope we are, but, uh,

we're still gonna take a look
around the barn

and the bunkhouse.

All right, let's go.

What'd you do with him?

I kicked him out the back door.

You kicked him out the back,
just like that?

Yeah, just like that.

That posse would've killed you
to get to him.

I didn't figure
his life was worth yours.

Joe, we're talking
about a man's life.

We got to get him back here.

I tried, Captain.

That old posse's everywhere.

Twice, I almost got shot out
of the saddle.

But you did find his horse.

Sure. The horse was dead.

But he could steal another one.

I told you to find him.

Captain, that Amigo ran
with the money.

Consuelo,

where's my dinner?

Coming, Capitén. Pronto.

I told you not to come back here
without him.

And the money.

Captain, there were
half a dozen posses around.

I could've caught Amigo.

But if I tried to catch up
with him,

they'd have strung us both up.

You're a liar

and a fool and a coward.

I make you my Lieutenant

because I thought you were less
a pig than the rest of 'em.

But you are even more stupid
than they are.

Captain, it wasn't me

that tied the moneybag
to the wrong saddle.

There was a day

when I had real men
in my command.

Soldiers,

the finest
Virginia ever produced.

Men who were...

proud to follow... a dream.

Men who... fought

and died well.

Even after the dream...

had gone.

We, too, are proud
to ride with you, Captain.

And now...

I have the sweepings
of the border gutters.

The unclean,

the filthy,

the illiterate.

And for a Lieutenant,
I have a man so stupid,

he thinks I do not know a lie
when I hear one.

Captain, I saw the tracks.

There were no tracks.

You invented them

to cover your mistake.

Consuelo.

This Consuelo here
is Amigo's treasure.

He would not run off
and leave her.

Carson?

Yes, Captain.

Shoot this fool.

It'll be a pleasure.

You don't want to kill me,
Captain.

Captain, you don't mean it.

Amigo. Amigo.

Amigo. Oh.

Consuelo.
Oh, you have come back.

How do you feel?
0h, fine.

How do you feel?
Oh, fine.

You are wounded.
No.

0h.
It is nothing.

I-I have had a doctor.

Si.

Amigo.

Capitén, I... I got back
as quickly as I could.

Amigo, where's the money?

I do not know.

I was a prisoner there.

Then there was a sheriff
and a doctor. I...

Amigo, you say
you were prisoner? Where?

A great rancho
called the Ponderosa.

I've heard of it, Captain.

That's the Cartwrights' spread.

Cartwright?

Is that the man's name
who owns the ranch?

Si, Ben Cartwright.

He also has a son named Jose,
Joseph.

Hmm.

Well, Amigo, how did you...
how did you get away?

This Joseph...

A posse came
to search the house,

and he pushed me
out the back door.

Why not give
a little surprise party

for this Cartwright,
eh, Captain?

A house burning.

Good idea.

Por favor, no, Capitén.

Señor Cartwright
was very kind to me.

Had a doctor
take care of my arm. He...

He gave me food and a clean bed
like I have never seen before.

Please don't-don't
burn his house.

Not getting soft,
are you, Amigo?

No.

I do not repay kindness
with a torch.

Now, Amigo, you're going back
to the Ponderosa.

And you're going to find out
where the money is.

No, Capitén. They...

They were keeping me
for a trial and the gallows.

If I go back, I will die.

You have my word
they will not take you to trial.

But even if I go back, they will
not tell me where the money is!

You will go back!

And you will listen
to every word they say.

What?

Now, sooner or later,
they will talk about the money.

Who has it, and where it is.

When you find out,

you drop a white cloth
out the window.

We'll come for you.

Capitén, please don't send
my husband back to be killed.

Would you come
and get her out of here?

No.

Capitén...

You make one false move, Amigo,
and your wife won't live

to have that family
you're waiting for.

Amigo...

Amigo...

we have many knives.

Now, you go back
to the Ponderosa

and learn where the money is.

I will see that your wife
is well cared for.

That is... unless you fail me.

I will not fail you, Capitén.

Well, I can't understand it.

I looked every place.

No trail, nothing.

He must have gone up
into the rocks.

Well...

as soon as it's daybreak,
we'll try again.

I'm sorry, Pa.

I was worried about you
harboring a criminal,

and I let one go.

Joe...

go, uh, get some sleep.

Joe went looking for you.

When your life is in danger,
you hide very well.

My arm, señor.

May I go to my room?

Gracias.

Sorry to disappoint you, señor.

Put your hands on the bed.

You do not trust me very much,
do you, señor?

I don't trust you at all.

I came back.

Oh, sure, you came back.

You got a posse out there
waiting to hang you.

You know this is
the safest place you could be.

There are no bars
on the windows,

but it is still a jail.

Soon you will take me to another
jail and then to your court

and after that to the gallows.

Come on! Come on,
what do you want me to do?

Feel sorry for you?

You ride with a bunch
of killers.

You murder, you burn.

You're asking for a hanging.

What did you expect?

When you are hungry,
that is bad.

But when those you love
are hungry, that is worse.

I've had too much hunger
in my life,

and that is why
I joined Cap Fenner.

He gave me food.

So you ride with a killer
because he gives you some food.

No, because I have
dignity of a job.

A job?

What, is killing a job?

Did you ever think of getting
some honest work?

If I were to come to your door
asking for work,

would you have given it to me?

You know my father.
What do you think?

A man can stand so much pain.

Only for so long can he stand

to see pain come
to his loved ones.

I want a better life for my son.

Your son?

No, I...

If this were to be.

If I had a son.

You told me your people say

that a son is made
in his father's image.

Let's be thankful
you don't have a son.

Come on, get the cuffs on.

What did you do to your hand?

Nothing.

Yeah? Let me see it.

How'd you cut it?

On a rock.

It looks like
it was done with a knife.

I did not expect you
to believe me.

I couldn't believe that story
he told me the other day

about cutting his hand.

I've seen too many knife wounds.

So I figured I'd come back today
and have a look around.

There's the tracks
I followed the other day.

They disappear up
into the rocks.

Tracks of the two horses

and the other tracks
leading back are fresh.

They weren't there
the other day.

There's only one place he could
have gone to get a horse.

Cap Fenner.

Yeah.

Cap Fenner.

♪♪

All right, men,
we'll fan out here.

Now, move slow and comb
behind every rock.

You been keeping
those posses busy, Mosquito?

Our band will hit in five places
at the same time.

All right, let's ride.

You know the next move,
don't you?

Okay, let's go.

Hyah!

It all begins to fit
into a pattern.

Fenner's Comancheros hitting
a dozen different places

all at the same time,

sheriff's posses not able
to keep up with any of it,

and none of the strikes
in this immediate area.

Well, do you think
Cap Fenner's trying

to draw attention
away from the ranch?

He's an ex-cavalryman.

Sporadic raids
to draw the strength

away from the main target.

It's an old cavalry trick.

Amigo must have got
to Fenner's camp.

Fenner must have sent him back.

For a reason.

He must think that the money
is still here.

If Fenner and his men hit us,
we're going to need some help.

Yeah, we sure are.

Hoss must have got the herd

up to the North Forks meadow
by now.

Joe, I want you
to ride up there.

Tell Hoss to leave
as many men as he needs there

to keep the herd
from scattering.

Get back here
as quickly as you can.

Right.

On the way back,
I'll stop at the line camps.

I'll get as many men as I can.
All right.

Hey, you keep
a good eye on Amigo.

I intend to, Joseph.

You went out the back way,
went up the hill

and you hid there
till the posse went away.

Si, until I was sure
they would not come back.

Mm-hmm.

You know, Joseph went out
looking for you.

I heard someone.

The rabbit who lifts his head
to see the hunter

often will get a bullet
for his trouble.

Yes, isn't that true?

You, uh, begged me
to let you go.

And Joseph let you go.

And you had a wonderful chance
to escape.

And yet you came back.

Amigo...

I can't help wondering why.

Where else could I go,
Señor Ben?

Who else would give me
food and shelter?

Now, Joseph went to have another
look around after you came back.

He found some
very interesting tracks.

One set of footprints...

two sets of hoof prints.

Joseph was mistaken.

The footprints
were leading south.

And the hoof prints came up
from the south.

From the hard rock country.

Now, Sheriff Coffee and I think

that Fenner's camp
is in that area.

I think you know
exactly where it is.

I think that you went
to Fenner's camp

when you were gone.

Ah, you have already
made your mind up.

What can I say?

The truth.

Just say the truth.

Now, Sheriff Coffee told you
he'd speak up for you

at the trial if you'd help us
find and capture Fenner.

You asked for mercy.

Now, here's your chance
to earn it.

Heard a horse riding away.

Joseph is not here.

Have you sent him for help?

Why? We're gonna need help?

Is Fenner going to raid
the Ponderosa?

I have not seen Capitén Fenner.

I was not in the camp!
Do not ask me!

You're really not
a very good liar.

I was in the camp.

Now, where is that camp?

Where a man with a knife

holds it at the throat
of my wife.

Even if I tell you
where the camp is,

it will not help.

They're not there now.

Well, where'd they go?

To the hills to watch
this house.

I was to find the hiding place
of the money,

and then drop a white cloth
from the window.

Have they been watching this
house ever since you came back?

Si.

If I fail them,

the man with the knife
will kill Consuelo,

my wife, and the child
she carries.

Now, from which window were you
supposed to drop that cloth?

From the bedroom window
where I was a prisoner.

Get up there and do it.

Why are you doing this for me?

Get up there
and drop that cloth.

It is done, Señor Ben.

What do we do
when Capitén Fenner gets here?

Well, I'll give him the money,

and you'll... all leave.

You will do this for me?

You will drop your weapon,
Mr. Cartwright.

I'm Captain John Fenner,

formerly
of the Confederate Army.

We captured your son.

Oh, he fought well.

He's a brave lad.

But unfortunately,
courage does not suffice

against a well-set plan.

No need to beat him like that.

No need.

Mr. Cartwright, you're holding
certain valuable assets

that belong to me--
my money-- and I want it.

You'll have it.

But I want your word

that when you get it,

you'll leave here

and no further harm
is done my son.

Or Amigo's wife.

Oh, so you and Mr. Cartwright

have been talking, huh, Amigo?

Did you also tell him
what would happen

if you failed
to locate the money?

Oh, no, Capitén, I...

It was the only way.

All right, Mr. Cartwright,
we have a bargain.

The woman and your son
for the money.

I'll get it.

You two outside-- both of you.

In case somebody
happens to come in.

Yes, Captain.

It's all there.

All of it.

All right, now,
I kept my bargain.

You keep yours.

Get them out of here.

There was nothing said
about you, Mr. Cartwright.

You're going with us.

As our hostage.

If no one follows,
we'll release you...

eventually.

Now, what about you, Amigo?

Whose man are you?

Cartwright's or mine?

No.

I am your man, Capitén.

I made him trust me.

So he would tell me
where the money is.

No, I swear to you!

I give you my word.

And you have my word,
Mr. Cartwright.

You wanted your son
for the money.

And you will get your son.

But... dead.

Carson.

G Capitén?

Let me shoot
the young señorito.

Shoot him?

I thought these people
were your... your friends.

They are not my friends.

He tried to use me.

He wanted me to tell him
where your camp was.

No, in his eyes,

I am a stupid Mexican peén.

Let me shoot him
with his own father's gun!

Huh?

Oh, "with his own father's gun."

It's a good one.

Yeah, Amigo.

Yeah, but only one bullet.

Just one bullet.

Uno.

Aah!

Hey!

Get done with it, Amigo.

I have seen you do this
with other prisoners, Capitén.

I wanted to be like you.

You stupid, illiterate peon!

Shoot!

Si, mi capitén.

Amigo!

Oh! Amigo...
Consuelo.

Adios.

Oh, see...

I did not know my father.

Consuelo...

Perhaps he was one
such as yours.

Consuelo...

She finally went up to sleep.

You know, I never cared
whether Amigo lived or died.

I never thought there was a...

a thing about him
that was decent.

You know, Joe...

...it's awful easy to see
all the wrong things

that the other fella does.

It's a whole lot tougher to...

find out why he did them.

A man can do an awful lot
of good with his life...

if he has an even chance.

Amigo never had that chance.

Well, his child will.

I'll see to that.

We'll see to that.

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