All language subtitles for Death.Valley.Days.S09E29.General.Without.a.Cause.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-bigworm_track3_[eng]

[ man groaning ]

[ groaning continues ]

Dolores. Sent by the Mexican
Revolutionary Army to guide
your wagon trains south.

I remember.

The others?

All destroyed.

Blown up during the battle--
the wagons and the men.

[ grunts ]

It'’s daylight.
You'’ve driven all night.

There is yet another
two days and two nights driving

before we reach the encampment
of my people.

Those who attacked
my wagon train,
weren'’t they Mexicans?

Born here in Mexico, perhaps,
but surely not Mexicans. No.

Nationality is
a thing of the heart.

And outlaws like General Cortina
and his followers,
they have no hearts.

"General Cortina"?His men call him that.

He is no more a general
than they are soldiers.

They are banditos--
thieves, murderers.

[ horse whinnies ]

He must bring the wagon
through this pass,
so we will wait for him there.

Perdóname, General.

We already came
through the desert.

It is more than two days
to the nearest water.

Then we must drink our ration--
men and horses.

But we will wait
in this pass, huh?

I want that wagon.

I want the guns
and ammunition.

Come on.

♪ [ trumpet ]

Howdy, folks.
I'’m the Old Ranger.

Just south of the border
lies this desert,

as parched and arid
as our own Death Valley.

Down here,
while our own Civil War was
being waged through the north,

the French invaders
of this country
were being battled

by Mexico'’s ragamuffin army.

Men, women, and children
had taken up arms,

and our government sent
munitions and supplies

to aid them in their struggle.

But the wagon trains
had to travel
through the Confederate lines,

past the French Army,

and across wastelands
frequented by bands of outlaws.

Miles Owens, a Union agent,

was prepared to give his life
to protect his valuable cargo

from the fiercest
of these brigands, a...

I'’m not gonna give up
till I have to.

[ grunts ]

[ clicks tongue ]
Yah.
[ horse whinnying ]

[ whinnying continues ]

Come on, boy.
We'’re just as tired as you are.

[ clicks tongue ]
Hyah.[ whinnies ]

Your have horse
that looks lame.

His leg is bleeding.

I suppose he too
was injured in the battle,

but I could not see
during the night.

He had a lot of heart
to get us this far.

One horse cannot pull
such a load.

That'’s right. He can't.

You know what these things
mean to my people--

the guns, the ammunition,
the supplies?

If there was someplace
we could hide the wagon,

we could come back for it.

Sí.

There is a place,
only a few hundred meters ahead.

One horse could pull
a wagon that far.

Fifty men could be hiding there,
and you would not see them.

[ whinnies weakly ]

[ clicks ]

[ gunshot ]

[ men murmuring ]

Where'’d it come from,
General?

With the, uh, echo we have here,
it'’s difficult to say.

But we know one thing:
the wagon has not
reached the pass.

And that'’s the only way
through, huh?
[ chuckles ]

Eh, General,
maybe the one that got away--

he does not know this
about the pass.

Uh... MAN:
No.

It was Owens in that wagon.
He'’ll know.

I was in the same outfit
with him till, uh--

[ chuckles ]
till I resigned.

Ah. Resign, huh?

There'’s no other word
in your language
for "deserted"?

[ man laughing ]Yeah.

[ chuckling ][ laughing ]

[ speaking Spanish ]

[ sighs ]
The heat will not be so bad

when we'’ve reached
the other side of the pass.

Well, we should be there
before long.
Sí.

We are 80 kilometers
from fresh water.

About 50 of your miles, huh?

Here, only desert water
is more valuable than gold.

Yeah? Not to me it isn'’t.

Now, you look,
it'’s not my fault you didn't
capture the other wagon.

When I get the one
that got away, you will
get paid for information.

May prove even more
difficult than we thought
to reach my detachment.

The bandits who attacked
my wagon train?

General Cortina.

Any chance
of getting past '’em?

One in a thousand,
if you'’re strong enough

to walk a narrow ledge
that runs along
one side of the pass.

I don'’t have much choice,
do I?

No.

[ men laughing ]

[ chattering ]

[ men chuckle ]

[ men laughing ]

[ chattering ]That'’s him, all right.
That'’s Owens.

[ speaks Spanish ]

Where'’s the wagon, my friend?

Talk!

When the general
talks to you, you talk!

He needs water, not talk.

A woman.

Are you with him?I said, "Water, not talk"!

[ speaks Spanish ]
She'’s a lady.

She have a rifle, Indio.

Water. Sí.

[ grunts ]

[ chuckles ]

Middle of the desert,

a girl walk into my camp, and...

cause this.

You'’re a good marksman,
señorita.

Are you also, uh,
such a good walker

that you'’ll eat
your own foot, huh?

No.

MAN:
Look there. On that horse.
She brought water.

Sí. Sí.

Two little skins of water

for a dozen people
and 12 animals, huh?

You not only killed Indio,

you killed us all.

Ah. Maybe, huh?

It'’s horrible, digging a grave
for a man who is not yet dead.

Ah, I treat him
just as well as Indio.

I make him just as good a grave.

This is to protect him
from the zopilote.

What?

Zopilote--vultures.

They swoop down very fast
on the desert.

If only you would
give him a little water.

Cannot waste water
on a dying man.

Why don'’t we saddle up
and get outta here?

Why don'’t we saddle up
and get moving?
Moving where?

How far you think
a horse carry you without water?

Huh? Or maybe you'’d like to walk
to the nearest watering spot.

Take you maybe three
or four days, huh?

You think you'’ll last that long
under this broiling sun?

Yeah, well, what are we
supposed to do then, sit here
and wait for the vultures?

Not at all.
She will save us by telling us
where the wagon is hid.

The wagon, the wagon!
We need water, and you'’re
still worrying about gunpowder.

Tell him, señorita.

Apparently he has forgot
how much water

a wagon must carry
in this dry country, hmm?

How much, uh, keg of water did
Owens'’ wagon carry, señorita?

He did not have a wagon
when I met him.

You are lying, señorita.

You think she does know
where the wagon is?Of course she does.

You not see how
she handle a gun?

Hmm. Do you not
see these?

Yeah.

She is a [ speaks Spanish ],
a fighter in the Mexican army.

Must have been sent
to guide the wagon train south.

Huh? You deny this,
señorita?

Do you?

Siì,it is true.

Aha. Now you know why
I cannot let you kill her.

Ah, now we understand
one another.

You can tell me.
Where is the wagon left?

Where, señorita?I do not know.

It is foolish to lie.

I do not know.

Well, you admit you were sent
to guide the wagon train.

Si,but I got there too late.
You had already destroyed it.

One got away! You know that!I know it now
because you say so.

But he had no wagon
when I met him.

He told me one horse
could not pull the load

after the other one became
injured, and he was forced to--

Forced to shoot it.
Sí,we hear the shot.

Which means it'’s but
a few kilometers from here.

Far from the border.

You were with him.
You know where the wagon is.

No, I have told...

You lie to me?

No, I swear
that I was not with him!

Sí,strike me again.
Waste your time on me
while he dies.

You ask for the truth
and you have it.

Your men are digging a grave
for the only person who can
save your miserable lives.

Now, wait a minute.
She could be right.

I mean, we know
he knows where the wagon is.
We need the water--

[ shouts in Spanish ]

I will see that he lives
until he tell us
where the wagon is.

But if are lying to save him,
you will both regret it, huh?

Now, why don'’t you tell me
where is wagon, huh?

I, Señor Juan Cortina,
order you to tell me!

[ grunts weakly ]
General...

Ah, sí,it'’s true.

Is a rank awarded me
only by my army.

Not much of an army
as a mark of respect.

You'’ll respect me, too, señor,
before I am through with you.

Where is the wagon?[ mutters ]

Bueno. Bueno.

You are brave man.
You are not afraid to die.

But it'’s too bad to die
when the price of life
is so cheap.

One small piece of information.
Where is the wagon?

Too bad.
If you were to cooperate,
you could live.

Juan Cortina say this
in his soul.

He'’s a man of his word.
He always pay
for what he receive.

How much did you pay him

to betray his own people?

[ chuckles ]
You see?

There is no laws anywhere.

So why should you give your life
to keep the water
from me and my men, huh?

There'’s more than water
on that wagon.

Mmm. Information
I already have.

And I need those guns
in a gun battle.

For what?

For your army of thieves?

I did not ask you for a lecture,
Señor Owens,
but for information!

[ grunts ]
Now, where is the wagon?

How much longer?

[ sighs ]

One hour, maybe two.

An hour or two from dying,
he still don'’t talk.

Well, I don'’t
understand him.

You wouldn'’t.

You know, you talk
like I was your enemy,not him.

Mm. Sometimes a man
is forced to, uh,

spit on his friend
and admire his enemy, huh?

Yeah? Well,
I don'’t admire him.

And I don'’t intend to let
either of you spit on me.

I wanna know
where that wagon is.

[ moans ]

Now, look, Owens,
the general may have
started this thing.

I'’m gonna show him
how to finish it.

I ain'’t gonna die
in this rotten hole.

I'’m gonna make you tell.

[ chuckling weakly ]

[ grunts ]
The sun can'’t make me talk.

You think you'’re bigger
than the sun?

[ gun cocks ]I'’ll kill you before
I let you laugh at me.

[ chuckling ]

I wanna know where the wagon is.
I'’ll kill ya. I mean it!

You get outta my way!

All right. You first.

Water for Señor Owens.
Full cup.

Gracias.

You are rationed
to sip of water,

yet when I order a full cup
for the señor,

you thank me
from the bottom of your heart.

You are in love
with the gringo?

We are strangers.

You, señor,
for what cause
do you fight?

For something
you wouldn'’t understand.

Tell me. I try.

Principle.

[ chuckling ]

Oh, I see.
I understand well.

It'’s a pretty word, huh?

In your language
you have many pretty words.
They mean nothing.

For someone

who spent his lifetime

robbing and killing,

there can be little
that has any meaning.

It'’s, uh, law of nature.
I look after myself.

A law for animals, not men.

Not yet.

We will--
We will place it here, [ scraping ]

where it can be given
to the brave señor

when he decide to be less brave
and tell us where is the wagon.

[ grunts ]

It is right here,
Señor Owens,

only a few words away.

[ gasps ]

You can'’t make him talk.

When he'’s dead,
we'’re all through.

What are you gonna do then,
General Cortina?

Take the water, señorita.

It is from Cortina the man,
not Cortina the general.

You'’re not a man,
you'’re an animal.

No. No.

I'’m a soldier.

I was a soldier
when you were a little girl.

I rode into Texas.
I-- I took Fort Ringgold.

I took Rio Grande City.
I burned Roma to the ground.

Sí.So you could rob
and steal.

And not only on the Texas
side of the border.

When I was a little girl,
I watched Cortina the soldier

burn down my home
in San Lorenzo.

You killed-- You robbed
and killed like an animal.

You do not kill?

When you kill Indio
was different, huh?

Sí,it was different.

I live for a reason.
I kill for a reason.

I and the people I fight with
kill so that Mexico may live.

What is your reason
for living?

So that you may
take from the dead like--
like the zopilote?

Why?

Why you do this to me, huh?
You and the girl?

Why-- Why you come into my life
and confuse me with thoughts

of principle, and the rest
of your fancy words, huh?

Why you make me think of myself
as less than you,
you who is dying?

I, too, can do
without water, gringo!
[ grunts ]

[ huffs ]

Guilty conscience, huh?

Oh, the general was right.

We all look out
after ourselves.

I gotta admit,
you had me fooled for a while.

I mean, making out
like you didn'’t know
where the wagon was,

so he'’d be tied there
in the sun instead of you.

No.Sure.

You put him there
to save your own
pretty neck, didn'’t you?

I was only trying
to save his life. I...

[ chuckles ]
Oh, don'’t worry, honey.

I'’ll keep your secret.

I got no more love for Cortina
than you do.

I got no reason
to see him get the wagon.
I just want the water.

It'’ll be dark in an hour.
I'’ll saddle up two horses.

When no one'’s looking,
we can make a run for it.

That way, Cortina
won'’t get the wagon.

That'’s what you want,
isn'’t it, for him
not to get the wagon?

Get away from me,
you piece of filth.

Go sniveling
to your general.

Tell him what you know.
Tell him.

Let him tie me to the rock
next to Owens.

You don'’t understand.

I could get the wagon
to your people.

And Owens can'’t help you now.
You need me!

Let me go! [ gunshot ]

Co-- Cortina...

what-- whatever you do,
don'’t let 'em get me.

Zo--

Hmm. Zopilote.

[ sighs ]

!¡Zopilote!

[ grunts ]

[ shouting in Spanish ]

What are you
going to do?

Perhaps you wonder
my action, huh?

Well, I told you earlier
that Cortina always
pay his debts.

I owe you something
for what you have taught me--
you and the señorita.

Sí,Cortina learn from a woman
that a man must have
a reason to live.

And from you, man must have
a reason even to die.

A man learn things
in strange ways, huh?

Even the zopilote.

They tell me where
you kill your horse,

[ chuckles ]
where the wagon is.

When I get it,
I will be back,

and you will see that Cortina
always keep his word.

[ shouts in Spanish ]
Hyah! Hyah!

OLD RANGER:
And that was the day
when Juan Cortina

ceased to be
a general without a cause.

He returned to carry
Delores and Owens to safety,

and then, gathering together
1,500 followers,

he set about to repay them both.

Dolores-- by recapturing
the key Mexican city
of Matamoros from the French,

and Owens-- in one of
the strangest acts of history.

By driving
the Confederate forces
out of Brownsville, Texas,

and then presenting the city
to the Union Army.

Then he retired,

never again to raid
on either side of the border.