Original subtitles

If you'll take that thing out of my face.

Get over there by those rocks.

Listen, I don't know what you figure me for, but...

Get over there!

Just came in to get some water, that's all.

Now you get up there where they can see you!

Will you listen a sec?

Get up there!

Now you stand right there.

You, out there!

Can you see him, the rest of ya?

You think that's all you had to do?

Send one man in?

Well, you're cowards!

Come on!

Come on, all of you, the whole pack!

Cause that's what it's gonna take, the whole pack!

Hey, you don't look so good, man.

Que pasa, huh?

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Hey, what is this, eh?

I no see him before.

Who are you?

What's this all about?

You don't know?

No, I don't know.

Hey.

Gracias.

Eh?

Give it to me.

Eh!

Eh!

Hey, it's gold.

Give it back to me.

Okay.

Okay.

Plenty time for tick tock, tick tock.

A man can die with a watch on, eh?

Shoot them all!

You rotten killers!

You no have sheep?

You no have reason to stay.

Oh, that one is nothing.

He'll be gone 10 miles like bobtail rabbit

by time we come back.

Or else...

Your watch, four chimes, four o'clock.

Alright, they'll be coming up around five.

Gives us an hour.

If you head for those buttes,

they'll take you back to your trail.

The two over with the peaks jutting out,

like a man hunched over.

I'll help you pack your burro.

Dawn, sometimes you can see it.

The pines up high, bending low in the wind.

Looks like they're whipping him.

If you're still here at dawn,

he'll stake you to an anthill.

Let him.

Let him?

Look, you better move out now.

It's a push as it is to been that sun to Guerida.

It'll boil a man's blood by noon.

Mesquite, sage and mesquite as far as you can see.

No water, no grass, no shade,

not even enough to cover a lizard.

What are you doing out here?

It's open range.

Well, they didn't seem to think so.

It's free, open range.

Good for nothing.

Look, what have you got...

Not for cattle, or sheep, or man,

or anything else.

Look, why don't you get out of here?

The other side of those hills

is about a three day walk, maybe four.

Plenty of grass, water.

You know what's up there, it's everything you need.

Dirty, lousy tramp coming in out of the dark.

You stay out here, why?

No reason you'd understand.

Out in the middle of nowhere, what for?

Dignity.

Human dignity.

You ever heard of the word?

No, you never did, you tramp.

Well, I'll tell you.

If you draw a line that far,

they push you no further.

Then what?

You fight!

For what?

What do you think I've been talking about?

Dignity!

Dignity.

Dignity.

A man fights for dignity, he lives it!

He doesn't bury himself in some God forsaken.

Go ahead, say it.

Alright.

Danton Ridge, lost about 30 men,

expected to lose 300.

Colonel Cochran, you ever know him?

No, I was with the Third Texas.

Lieutenant Waares, we'll be moving out at dawn.

We'll be taking Rutland, he told me.

Third and Fourth Regiment, Battalion A,

they'll reinforce the town when we move.

We'll come in from Batsville, across the bridge.

Lieutenant Waares, you and two other men,

you move out under dark.

You take the creek bed up to the junction.

Dawn, blow the bridge.

We followed that creek bed,

right into a nest of federal pickets.

And I thought...

What's God put in a man

that could tear each of us to pieces like this.

If this is all man is, then he ain't worth dying for.

No more than a hound,

so I told him, I said...

Rutland!

They're going to Rutland!

I watched them move out.

And those Feds, oh they were ready.

The bayonets shining.

Night came and went, and then we heard.

They didn't go for Rutland,

they took the Ridge instead.

I couldn't understand it, the Ridge?

But then it dawned on me.

My outfit never planned on taking Rutland,

it was Ridge all the time.

But if they can make those Feds believe it,

if they can send a man in there to be captured.

No, not just a man, an officer.

An officer who'd break under torture

and tell what he knew!

Any man would've broken.

They picked me for a coward,

and I proved them right.

We talked about it, it was bound to go around.

The last thing in the world I ever wanted

was killing, and fighting.

You know what I always dreamed of being someday?

A school teacher.

That's right.

Maybe even have a school of my own.

That's a picture for you, isn't it?

The son of a general who'd kill half a hundred

Cheyenne and Cree, a school teacher?

It's over now, the war's over.

Oh, for some.

Maybe for you.

You maybe, but not for him, not for my father.

Never for him.

He wanted a hero of a son so bad

that he'd of traded my life for it.

And all he got was a...

When he heard, it crippled him.

My mother and my friends, they wrote.

Oh, they wanted to make sure I know.

Melinda.

All she ever said was...

How are you, and when are you coming home?

How long?

40 minutes, 30?

To able my son on the even of glorious battle.

My heritage.

Haven't much time.

I get drunk sometimes.

Oh, in a bar, laying in the streets.

And my mind, just for a moment, you know what it does?

It forgets.

It does that sometimes, really.

The war, my father.

And ping, ping.

Every hour, ping.

What are you doing?

You're getting out of here.

Nobody tells me what to do.

Look, you're getting out of here even if

I have to pound you to mash, now move you coward.

Coward?

Facing death?

Those Yaquis out there?

What does that prove, Waares,

that you're a brave man?

Yes, for the first time.

Or is it something out, a way out?

Of what?

A frightened coward so scared of life,

of living with what he's done,

of facing people he's hurt.

Shut up!

I'm staying.

You hear?

I'm st...

You still here?

Okay.

Pretty soon, I'm gonna make 20 pesos.

Always from my mother.

Before you work, drink.

Waares.

In '63, a year after the Ridge,

I was in a patrol behind their lines.

Our lead was shot, they tortured the rest of us

for information.

What they wanted to know, we'd never heard of,

not a word.

At home, you've got a lot.

A girl.

No, I couldn't go back there, never.

And a lot more, your teaching.

No.

All that war is has to be taught

by people that know it.

Not the glory, but the killing and the misery.

I'm afraid.

Well then face it, that's the test of courage.

It's the only way you'll destroy it.

My name, they took my name from me.

Then fight to get it back!

How?

Not how, where.

And it's back home.

20 pesos.

He's still got some time.

For what?

It's up to you, Waares.

I'll go.

You go away from here, across the mountain, eh?

You heard it.

From him.

Okay.

Watch.

The watch?

Sure.

I give you life, you give me watch.

My mother would be much pleasure

I have such a nice present.

Listen, you.

Shut up!

I take care of you later.

You don't give me, I gonna get it.

Not anymore!

No, please, no shoot.

You alright?

I'll get a rag and some water.

Well, I guess I'm ready.

I'd ask you to move along with me,

but I guess you'll be heading the other way.

It's that first step.

The second.

The first you've already taken.

You know something, soldier?

I don't even know your name.

It's Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

Third Texas?

Yes, sir.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He got fightin' mad, this rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star as he wandered far ♪

♪ Where the only law was a hook and a draw ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪ ♪ Away ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪ ♪ Away rode the Rebel ♪

♪ He searched the land, this restless lad ♪

♪ He was panther quick and leather tough ♪

♪ And he figured he had been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

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