Original subtitles

Hey!

Hello!

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Anybody around?

Huh?

Huh?

You could've killed me.

Why, didn't you hear me yellin'?

I couldn't make out the yellin'.

Who's he?

My father.

Who'd you think I was?

One of Maziroca's drunken braves.

Do I look like an Indian?

I didn't see you.

I just herd someone in the saloon.

That was me trying to find somebody, anybody.

I been all over this place.

Looks like a ghost town but everything's still here.

Clothes, bedding, food half eaten.

Valuables out in the open.

Watches, silver.

What happened?

You mind if I see to my pa?

Sure, go ahead.

Now will you please tell me what happened?

Someone rode into town saying he saw Maziroca's men

headed this way.

What's the matter with you?

Hold it, Mister!

Don't.

Don't move.

All right, take it easy.

I won't move.

Who are you two?

Who are you?

My name's Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

My sister, Mr. Yuma.

Take his gun, Bless.

Stay right where you are.

This gun's pointed right at your father's head.

Now what is all this?

We were going to take your horse.

My horse?

Maziroca was seen headed this way

with a war party.

Maziroca?

That's why everybody's gone.

To the fort, yes.

And they left you alone?

We had to take care of Pa.

They didn't even know we were alive.

Fighting, stealing horses and mules,

anything that would move.

They took your horses?

Last week, Mr. Yuma, this town helped clean up

another town that Maziroca took.

Even babies tortured and scalped.

I'm a doctor.

I tried to treat some of them.

Why didn't you tell me that in the beginning?

We heard you going through the store.

You think I'm a looter?

Those were Pa's saddlebags you had there.

You got it all wrong.

How do you know it was Maziroca?

He was seen headed through the gap.

How long ago?

Hour, hour and a half.

We better get outta here.

Don't move.

We're wasting time.

Just what do you intend doing, Mr. Yuma?

What do you mean what do I intend?

The same as you, get outta here!

All on one horse?

What did you intend?

I won't go without you.

You were gonna give her my horse?

Look, there's a buck board on the street

I can hitch my horse up to.

Don't move.

Look, Maziroca's on his way.

Take the gun but let's get moving!

I'll hitch up the buck board.

You get your pa ready.

Well, move!

It's too late.

Down the cellar, it's your only chance.

Wait, look, look.

It's the cattle crew.

They must not know yet.

Hey!

Listen to me, I got two women back there and their pa

to get outta here!

Maziroca's braves are headed this way.

We are Maziroca's braves, senor.

You're looters.

No, not looters liberators.

See?

Liberators!

Whuppa!

Hey!

Ha!

Hey boy.

That's enough.

Pardon me, Commandante.

You know for you I will go through the jaws

of a wild bear, through fire.

Through a tornado.

But a man cannot live by this alone.

Not without resting up.

And not without a little relaxation.

He is right, Commandante.

The men are tired.

They're only as tired as the troopers behind us.

They are far behind?

All right, we'll stay here tonight.

But first the town.

And Clark, bring in the wagons.

The bank.

The post office.

And the rest of you, guns, clothes, food,

anything we can use.

And when you're finished...

The saloon is yours!

We must tend to that wound, sir.

You've got a well organized gang here.

Not a gang, Mister.

Who are you?

Johnny Yuma.

It's an idea.

What idea?

Sebastian.

Whose?

My father.

The Republic of Santa Sebastian.

Where's that?

Where there is right,

where there is justice.

I haven't decided yet.

Please, Luis.

I don't understand.

This land, all of this land,

was taken from us by you.

By me?

You, your people.

You called it annexation.

You talking about those old Spanish land grants?

Old?

Time does not make it any less the theft, senor.

Luis.

You mean you're gonna try and retake it?

Yes, I will take it.

I will annex it back to us.

Don't go near him.

But I'm a doctor.

He just saved us.

You just stay clear away from him, you hear?

Your ideas are out there looting the town.

You cannot loot something that is already yours.

The woman, what does she do?

She's with her father, he's pretty sick.

The men?

They are almost finished.

Good.

Good.

We must ride by sun up.

You have been badly hit.

You cannot ride.

The people of the town

will be back by mid afternoon tomorrow.

It will kill you.

You know he's right.

Only I'd say leave right now

before you all make it to that saloon.

Mister, when this town finds out that you sent in

a rider to fool 'em, using their fear of Maziroca

to drive them out, you better have a big head start.

'Cause they're gonna come a-chasin' you.

And you're gonna have to do some ridin'.

Some real hard chest-pounding ridin'.

Can he stand it?

Luis.

What he says is true.

One thing, Mister.

How is this town gonna find out?

You're gonna be with us.

They must be in the saloon.

My Commandante.

They are sisters.

Commandante, those men out there, him,

you know what they are.

Floaters, gunnies, thieves, scum from a half dozen states,

using you for an excuse.

Mister, high purpose need not answer to methods.

You know what'll happen to them.

You're a fanatic, that's what you are.

A fanatic who's trying to take back something.

Yes I am, something that was stolen!

And your pa, where did he get the land?

From the Indians.

And time doesn't make that any less of a theft.

Enough, Mr. Yuma.

You're dead wrong and you know it.

Who's wrong?

What's wrong?

The Indians, the conquistadors, Morales, Bolivar,

your people.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Perhaps whoever takes this land and holds it is right.

Commandante, if I could fix you up...

I will not tell you again.

How, Mr. Yuma?

How do you propose to do that?

The woman and the girl stay behind.

You still didn't tell me how.

I'll get you a doctor.

A doctor is not in 100 miles of here.

Take the bullet out, sew you up to stop the bleeding.

You're a doctor, Mr. Yuma?

Maybe.

No you're not.

You're too young.

You're too busy fighting the war.

Woman.

Come here.

Come here.

Are you a doctor?

Yes, I'm a doctor.

But it's as Mr. Yuma says.

I see.

I could force you.

I have to remove that bullet, Commandante.

Takes a steady hand.

All right, the girl stays.

But you, ma'am, you go.

Why her?

She's our hostage.

Besides, we need a doctor.

We will need one much more later on.

But we'll leave your sister to take care of your father.

Our father is dead.

I'm sorry.

Well?

All right.

I'll do it.

Before we begin I must tell you one thing.

If anything happens to me,

if your hand isn't that steady,

you will not have me to call them off.

You wouldn't have a chance.

Any of you.

You better take some whiskey.

Take some of the whiskey, Luis, please.

You worry too much.

I'll be all right.

My Commandante.

Well?

He's out.

What's the matter?

Too near the lung I think.

You must not.

Luis.

Luis?

He's dead?

Luis?

No.

You.

You have killed him!

Come on, down the steps!

Move, up!

One sound and you're dead.

Move.

Get over in that corner.

Maybe it's the town.

Maybe they found out and came back.

How'd they find out?

Troopers.

Remember the Commandante said they were behind them.

A week away, he said.

Maziroca.

I don't know, maybe.

But this is our only chance.

It is morning.

Whoever it was, they are gone.

You stay put till I call you.

All right, get up here.

Move.

In the beginning Luis was like the great ones.

He meant only good.

One time he said

when a good man decides that all means are permitted

to fight the evil,

the good becomes bad.

He forgot it.

No.

He just could not realize that his fight

was for something already lost.

I knew he could never get it back.

I know that feeling.

But why did you follow him?

Luis was my brother.

♪ 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 ♪

This has been a Mark Goodson-Bill Todman production.