All language subtitles for Apache Drums (1951) EN

The white men from the north

and the white men of Mexico

have drawn a line across

the middle of the land
that feeds us.

We cannot go south
to eat of the mescal

nor north to eat of the pinyon.

The hunger wolf
chews on our strength.

Soon the warriors
will be too weak to fight.

Then the white men
will thrust us

away from the earth,

and only the empty sky will know

the voices of the Mescaleros.

Nice cold water.

Buenos dias senor gatito.

No?

If you'‘ll look behind you,

you'‘ll see it was self-defense.

That'‘s right mayor.

They drew on him.

And it looks that way.

You'‘re clean as far as
the law goes Sam,

but you are leaving
Spanish Boot.

I'‘d like to put it up
with the good citizens here.

Oh, you'‘re a fast talker Sam,

but the town can'‘t afford
to have you around.

You win too often.

I never heard that was a crime.

We won'‘t go into that,

but there'‘s one thing though,

you'‘re leaving town.

That'‘s all right with me.

There'‘s no room
for a man of my capacities

in Spanish Boot.

You'‘re gonna be
mighty lonesome Joe.

You won'‘t be missed.

Maybe not but, just the same

you'‘re gonna be mighty lonesome.

Are you talking about Sally?

I was just saying
you'‘d be lonesome.

Just the same,
I want you out of here by noon.

- Good morning, Reverend.
- It is

a good morning Joe.
You'‘ve done a fine day's work

before breakfast.
Wait a minute.

Look Reverend
I got a fire to attend.

You'‘re mayor as well
as blacksmith here, Madden.

Reverend, you Welsh
are funny people.

Can'‘t you leave
well enough alone?

I got rid of one bad element.

That'‘s a start.

Don'‘t you want a good town?

Then you'‘ve got to prune

the sick branches.

Maybe you'‘re right, Reverend.

Let'‘s go.

There'‘s no place
for a dance hall

in this hardworking town.

School and a new road

could better use the money

the young men waste on dancing.

Jehu,

summon before us
the laughing woman,

who'‘s steps take hold on misery,

who'‘s feet lead down to death.

I expect you want to see
Ms. Careless, Reverend.

I know what you want,

the silver mine
is doing pretty good,

there aren'‘t any
bad Indians around.

The town'‘s getting rich.

Time to reform and throw
the rascals out.

- Woman, you...
- Gentlemen,

I'‘m way ahead of you.

Make me an offer on this joint

and I'‘ll take the girls

to a real live town.

Woman, thy name is Babylon

and abomination.

Don'‘t call me names,

just make an offer
on the building.

And remember,
I won'‘t take a loss.

You know, Franks,
this wouldn'‘t be a bad site

for a dry goods and notion shop.

Just knock out
a couple of display windows

through the wall, widen the door

and set up a cash box.

I'‘ve thought of it.

When you make up your minds,

let me know.
I'‘ll take the girls

to Silver Springs.

I hear you'‘re leaving town,
Sam Slick.

Maybe so,

but my name is Leeds,

my friends call me that.

I'‘d always counted you a friend.

Sure Leeds, sure.

Good morning Sam Slick.

My name is Leeds,
my friends call me so.

I never thought of myself
as your friend.

What will you have
for breakfast?

- You know it.
- I'‘ll get it.

Wait a minute Sally
I can feed later.

I'‘m leaving Spanish Boot.

I heard about the shooting.

Well, there are a lot
of other towns,

some are exciting
and some are not.

We'‘ll try to hit
the ones that are

if you'‘ll come with me.

We'‘d had a lot of fun Sally

since I'‘ve been here.

We'‘ve had a lot of fun.

Well?

Sam Slick, you know exactly

how I feel about you.

You are the most excitement,

the most anything I ever had,

but I want more than that.

If you mean what I think I mean

then Reverend Griffin
could say the words

before we leave town.

That wouldn'‘t
change things, Sam.

I'‘m thinking about the roses,

and how I'‘m probably
the only girl in the world

that ever had a man
send 200 miles for roses

for her birthday,

pretty wonderful to think about.

But how did you
get the money, Sam?

From Roy Warren, playing Monte.

Roy didn'‘t think so.

You played with him again
last night.

Now he'‘s dead.

You heard, he drew first.

That'‘s got nothing to do
with you and me Sally.

It'‘s got everything
to do with us.

They'‘re kicking you out
of Spanish Boot,

they'‘ll kick you out
of the next town,

I want no part of it.

Some men are makers,

they'‘ve to sweat
for what they want.

I'‘m a taker, I've got to be one.

You could be good and honest.

I saw my father
work his heart out

on a lathe in Bridgeport.

He died young, he died broke.

He was an honest man.

I never wanna be one.

I'‘m just honest enough
to tell you that Sally

and still ask you
to come with me.

You will have to go
without me Sam.

Maybe I'‘m selfish.

All I want
is what every woman wants,

a home, a place in the town
where she lives,

- and an honest husband.
- Yeah, it all adds up

kind of dull and tame
like Joe Madden.

Oh, don'‘t be
stupid.

I'‘m not talking about Joe
or anybody else.

I'‘m taking about how I feel.

Can'‘t you understand that?

Yeah, I'‘m beginning
to understand

a lot of things,

I didn'‘t see how the cards
were stacked.

It seems Joe Madden
has a lot more reasons

for getting rid of me
than I thought.

I'‘ll stick around a while.

Ah, that'‘s healthy a burro colt

as I ever did see, Chacho.

He run so much,

he jumps so much,

maybe he'‘s nervous maybe, huh.

Ah, that'‘s a healthy disease,

a good disease.

Ah, a few years will cure him.

Would you say
it was noon, Chacho?

The sun is straight up.

Sam.

It'‘s past noon, Sam.

I own a watch,
but I'‘ve changed my mind.

I think I'‘ll stay
in Spanish Boot.

I don'‘t remember
we gave any choice.

You haven'‘t any charges
against me

that will hold up in court.

My decision that you
are no good for this town

may not be strictly legal

but you understand.

It'‘s a convenient decision,

leaves you a nice
clear field with Sally.

It'‘s just the kind of a decision

that a pious mouth hypocrite
would make.

I said you are leaving.

Drop it.

Now get up and get out.

Look Sam, this isn'‘t between
you and me.

And it has nothing to do
with Sally.

You'‘re going just like
Betty and the girls

because you'‘re no good
for the town.

And the town has no use for you.

You wouldn'‘t send me out
without my gun.

The road to Silver Springs
is safe enough.

The only place that isn'‘t safe
for you is Spanish Boot.

Now, if you can hurry up
and catch the girls.

They'‘ll be good company for you
on the road.

- So long, honey.
- Bye.

- So long.
- Bye-bye.

- Bye.
- So long.

Sam.

Let it be.

They took my hair,

Apaches,

Mescalero Apaches.

Mescaleros?

Yes.

They'‘re back on the border.

There'‘s a lot of them--

Mescalero, hundred--

maybe two hundred.

They came down on the rocks

like ghosts.

It'‘s bad.

They say so themselves.

Their hearts are bad.

They didn'‘t come howling

or hooping.

You'‘ll...

warn the town,

Sam.

Sure.

You got to warn the town.

Sure, I'‘ll warn them.

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The Mescalero Indians
are over the border.

They bushwhacked Betty
and the girls

in Pass.

They'‘re heading this way.

Look, you'‘ve got
to listen to me.

I only came back to warn you.

I didn'‘t make it.

Come outside.

Now, Sam, what is it?

Look, I'‘ve got no reason
to coming back here.

I'‘ll tell you, the Mescaleros
are on the prod.

You better get set for them.

Pedro-Peter.

Pedro-Peter here is a scout
from Fort Cook.

Tell him.
Where are all the Mescaleros?

Two days now
since troops chased Victorio

and all Mescalero fighting men

across border to Mexico.

You help fight them?
That'‘s the truth, Sam.

There is no war party
this side of the border

big enough to butcher a sheep.

Did you really see any Indians?

Well, did you?

Yes, why should
I lie to you, Joe?

That I wouldn'‘t know.
But whatever the reason,

you'‘re not gonna get
away with it.

Sally, tell these people

whatever else I do,
I don'‘t lie.

Well, tell them.

I'‘m not lying.

The Indians killed Betty
and the girls.

There must have been
an awful lot of Indians

to scare you back into town

but we don'‘t want you here.

I'‘m not going out again.

These good citizens

will help you on your way.

- Throw him out.
- Throw him out.

Ride him out of the

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, look.

Whoa, whoa.
Steady.

Hold there. Hold it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Steady, boy.
Steady, steady.

Whoa.

Here, give me a hand.

It'‘s an Apache arrow.

They were ambushed.

- I guess you are right.
- When this is over...

When this is over,
you'‘re leaving town.

I'‘ve heard
all the arguments

and I'‘ll still say we ought
to send a messenger

- to the fort.
- The mayor has told you

why he feels
it isn'‘t worth the risk.

It'‘s best to risk one man

than to risk the whole town.

Well,
since the most of you

are in favor of sending word,

who would like to take
a little ride.

I'‘ll take that little ride.

You'‘re kind of young,
aren'‘t you?

- The kid can ride.
- How do you know?

I ought to know.
I'‘m his Pa.

There may be
a big war party out there.

Let me ride my own horse,

and there'‘s not an Indian pony

that will even smell his dust.

Oh.

You need not hurry.

Sam,

about what happened
in front of the church.

I'‘m sorry

but I couldn'‘t say anything.

I suppose not.

I'‘d like to tell you
that deep in here,

I do believe you.

But when you tell me to say that
you don'‘t lie, I couldn't.

What'‘s in here isn't proof.

That'‘s all right.

I was trying to explain that...

All right.
You said you were sorry.

I want you to understand...

Sure. I understand.

You'‘d like me to be
a good man like Joe.

I want you to be a good man

like the best of Sam Leeds.

A Sam Leeds that came back
to warn the town

- that threw him out.
- No. Why do we have to talk

about all this?

I'‘m back, we're here.

You won'‘t listen.

Go on. Get out.
And I'‘ve got to lock up.

Where is he going?

To the fort.

Do you think
the kid can make it?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

You talk well.

Maybe you talk to the mayor.

- What about?
- That Lt. Glidden told me

to wait for him.

Tomorrow, he comes here.

Why send the boy?

There'‘s no sense
of my talking to the mayor.

- You are a white man.
- There are white men

that other white people
don'‘t believe.

What boy were you talking about?

Bert Keon.

The scout felt
he might get killed?

- That'‘s roughly it.
- And you wouldn'‘t even try

to talk to Joe?

He wouldn'‘t believe me.
Why should he?

Even you wouldn'‘t tell them
I was truthful.

Good luck, Bert.

Do you wanna
say something to Bert?

No. Nothing.

He'‘s a good rider.
He'‘ll make it.

Oh. Can I walk home
with you, Sally?

Sure.

I'‘m sorry Sam had to come back.

I'‘d hope he went to
Silver Springs and missed me--

really missed me,

get a job and make good
and send for me.

He can still have them, Sally.

Well, I thought maybe he changed

when he fought his way
back to town

but he hasn'‘t.

He'‘s still Sam

and I'‘m still me.

And I feel just the same way
about him.

What will I do, Joe?

I can'‘t tell you.

I was hoping
Sam would stay away.

It'‘s kind of a pity
that I only like bad men

and wanna make them good.

Shouldn'‘t he be back by now?

Don'‘t worry about your boy,
Mrs. Keon.

He'‘s on a good horse
and he'‘s a smart lad.

Yes. Bert'‘s too smart
a boy to be caught

by no-account Indians.

Please take Senora Keon away.

Please, please,
Mrs. Keon, please.

Go

- Oh, no.
- Please.

Oh, no.
Oh, God.

The people will not
drink their water?

You see, the Mescaleros
put the dead boy on the well?

Who knows, maybe will bring
the trees back to life.

Where they said?

Are you thirsty?

But it is the law of the Apache,

"No touch the dead.

No touch a thing
that touch the dead."

Come on in, I'‘ll get you a beer.

White men have law,

"No beer, no whiskey
for Indians."

That law doesn'‘t obtain that
you can'‘t get drinking water,

come on.

Two beers here, Sally.

You know it'‘s against the law

to sell or give liquor
to an Indian.

But you'‘re selling it to me.

Sit down.

Go on, I just had one
a little while ago.

Any of you men got water?

We'‘re scouting water
for the kids and women.

I'‘ve got some water
in the kitchen,

water from yesterday.

- Thank you, Miss.
- Come along Mr. Keon.

We should be making plans
to get water.

It has been discussed.

The mayor has decided to wait
for the patrol.

That was a decision he could
have made last night.

The decision to send
young Keon to the fort

was made by all of us

not just by Joe Madden.

Now it is our decision

and his that we wait.

If there were 10 real men here,

I'‘d volunteer to take them
out for water.

I'‘ve got a stake wagon
in the dim.

If they went I'‘d go with them.

Well, that'‘s one man.

You have no right to do this,
Leeds.

I don'‘t like women and children
going thirsty, Rev. Griffin.

Count me in.

That'‘s two men, who else?

Well, looks like
we gonna have a party.

Get your rig hitched up, huh?

You'‘re taking these men
to their death?

Well, they volunteered.
All right, men

let'‘s get going, huh?

Joe Madden may have something
to say about this.

Do you know
what you'‘re doing, Sam?

- Getting water.
- Because of the women and children?

- That'‘s right.
- You didn'‘t worry very much

about Bert Keon last night,
he was just a kid.

- This is different.
- I wish I could believe that

except that I know you.

And this looks like a very good
chance for Sam Leeds

to show up the mayor,

the Mayor who drove him
out of town

and wouldn'‘t believe him
when he came back.

You really know me,
don'‘t you, Sally?

This isn'‘t a very
smart move, boys.

You'‘ll have to go
to Boyd Canyon for water

and they'‘ll bushwhack you
there surely.

We want water
for the women and kids.

You can ask the women and kids,
maybe they'‘ll tell you

they rather have live
husbands and fathers

than a promise of water
they'‘ll never get.

I told the boys you'‘d say that.

Our minds are made up.

So your minds
are made up, eh, boys?

- That'‘s right.
- Yes.

- Sure are.
- You betcha.

That leaves me no choice.

If they'‘re determined
to get killed,

there'‘s nothing you can do.

You don'‘t want blood
on your hands.

Here. If you'‘re going,
take a decent gun.

Thanks.

Hey, Sam,
look who'‘s in the wagon.

What are you doing here?

Might need another man.

I thought you'‘re against
the whole idea?

I am.

I warn you again to turn back

before the Indians ambush you.

We'‘ve come this far,
I guess we can make it

the rest of the way.

We'‘ll be glad if you help though
with the water barrels,

Reverend.

Ho.

Take a good drink, boys,
then we'‘ll fill the barrels.

Hell, the only faces I see
aren'‘t Indians.

Indians are
the devil'‘s children.

Their eyes are as sharp as his.

- They know you are here.
- They must be looking

the other way, huh?

All right, boys,
let'‘s fill the barrels.

Keep a sharp eye out now
for those Indians.

Indians, Indians.

Indians, really Indians.

I'‘m certainly glad to see you,
Lt. Glidden.

- Trouble?
- Last night,

my men reported a big war party.

We tried to get word to the fort

but our messenger was killed.

Oh, you can
count yourself fortune,

you only lost one man.

Victorio'‘s back across
the border with 200 Braves.

Col. Evans of the 2nd Cavalry
cut his trail last night.

Oh, some of the men
were a little doubtful

when you'‘d ride in
so they went out for water.

I suppose they'‘re safe enough.

I don'‘t know.
I'‘ve learned not to

underestimate the Apache.

They can move as fast on foot
as on horse.

Find water anywhere and survive
on a diet of juice,

rattlesnake, and lizard.

They could be anywhere.

Where did your men go?

- Boyd Canyon.
- Boyd Canyon?

Well, we better get out there
and convoy them back.

Well, wait for me
and I'‘ll ride with you.

All right.

I like your notion, Reverend

that Apaches are just evil

as the Lord created
to try honest men.

I'‘d say if I'm not
an honest man.

You do well to boast
of something better

than your lack of honesty.

I could boast how easy it was

to go out and get the water.

And the mayor was too scared
to scout out of town.

Yes, you would make
such a boast,

maybe your only reason
for coming out here.

Apaches.

Whip those horses.

Hi-yah.

Let'‘s get that out.

Go on, go on.

Three shots left.

How'‘s it with you?

Wait, hold your fire.

If we'‘re going to die,
get that one.

Aim at the chief.

The one with
the purple shirt, huh?

You must have been praying,
Reverend.

I'‘ve had little to do
with Indians

but I'‘ve heard much
and none to tell me

they would ride away
from two defenseless men.

I winged the chief.

I give the credit
and praise unto God.

Maybe.

You look tired, Reverend.

Let'‘s take a spell.

When I was a lad in Wells,

I would never have believed

that I'‘d sit in the middle
of the Great American Desert

with a common gambler
sitting beside me

and the cries of Indians

still ringing in my ears.

If anybody told me yesterday

I'‘d be sitting side-by-side
with a preacher

I never would'‘ve believed.

Thanks for staying.

I might not have gotten
out of it alone.

I stayed behind for the sake
of the others.

Look, Reverend,

you give a dog a bad name

and everybody throws
a stone at him.

Sure, I gamble.

I drink too.

I killed a man
who was trying to kill me.

This is--
this is a rough country,

you got to
take care of yourself.

You don'‘t work,
you mock those who do,

you care nothing
for your fellow men.

This is what makes
your whole life an offense

even to Sally who loves you.

Those are some
very choice words to tell me

what I think about all that.

I won'‘t waste them on a desert.

Come on.

Another band of Mescaleros.

Might be.

Might be the same bunch
coming back.

Oh, the devil'‘s creatures
playing cat and mouse

to torture us.

No bullets, no protection,

not even anything worth taking
a last look at.

It'‘s God's Earth, man,
you wouldn'‘t reject it

in the hour of your death.

Are you going to pray?

I have spoken to him
all of my life.

You feel it'‘s my fault
that you'‘re out here?

I put no blame on you, no.

I don'‘t know if it'll make you
feel any better,

- you'‘re right.
- About what?

I never really cared about
the town needing water.

I just want to show
what a smart fellow I was.

I wanted Sally to see that,

make a fool out of Joe.

Now, I only wish
I could tell her I was wrong

- about a lot of things.
- She will know.

Well, I guess the winning hand
always comes up

after the game'‘s been played,
that'‘s the way always.

Look.

Soldiers.

Yes.

They'‘re soldiers.

Soldiers.

Water.

- Here.
- Oh, thanks.

Take it easy.

I was surprised
to see you, fellas,

with the hair on your heads,

but then the Apaches
have a saying,

"Never trust the eyes of a man
who is running away."

- What do you mean?
- Well, that fella told me

you stayed behind to fight
a rear guard action

against the big party of Braves.

Oh, they were moving pretty fast
but I'‘d say there were 30

- of them.
- Yeah.

Sam shot the chief
and then they rode away.

He was a big Indian
in a purple shirt?

- That'‘s right.
- Your town is safe, mayor.

This man seems to have killed
or wounded Victorio.

They won'‘t attack if he's dead.

They'‘ll spend time mourning.

Victorio is the very soul
of the Mescaleros,

their prophet, priest,

and warchief all in one.

If you'‘re one of mine, then
I'‘ll have you up for promotion?

This is one of mine, Lieutenant,

I'‘d like to say
that he did a fine thing

to stay behind and fight
and let the others get

a running start, a fine thing.

Uh, I don'‘t figure it
that way, Joe.

Now, Lieutenant, you'‘d oblige me
by arresting this man.

- Why? What for?
- Disobeying my orders

and risking the lives of 10 men.

Oh, I'‘m afraid you're asking me
to go beyond my authority.

The United States Army is only
concerned with federal law.

Then you have no option
but to arrest this man.

As mayor, I'‘ll be putting
charges against Sam Leeds

for giving liquor to an Indian.

But I only bought
Pedro-Peter a beer.

The man was thirsty.
The water was polluted.

There'‘s no exceptions
to the law,

is there Lieutenant?

I'‘m afraid not.

I know there'‘s bad blood
and some rivalry

between you and this man, Joe.

I'‘d ask you to think on that
before you make up your mind.

I don'‘t wanna do it, Reverend,
but I have to.

The next time this man goes
against town authority,

we may not be so lucky.

Sam Leeds and I
have fought together.

We saw death right up to us.

I feel I know this man.
There'‘s good in him.

The kind of good that will help
the town you love so much,

- Joe Madden.
- It'‘s all right, Reverend.

I probably have it coming to me.

You realize that men have been
given as much as 20 years

in federal prison for giving
liquor to an Indian.

- You'‘re sure--
- I'‘m sure.

Well then, Mr. Leeds,

against my wishes,
I have to put you under arrest.

Present arms.

Lt. Glidden said you'‘d be going
within the hour.

I thought I'‘d say goodbye.

Let me buy you a farewell drink.

What are they doing now?

Burying Betty and the girls.

They'‘re giving Bert Keon
a military funeral

figuring he died like a soldier.

Oh.

Thanks.

I may be gone a long time,
Sally.

It'‘s kind of funny
that out there in the desert,

I saw things clear too late.

I'‘ve cheated all my life
and gotten away with it

and now when I wanna do right,

they arrest me for a kindness.

I don'‘t think
it'‘ll be too long.

You would believe me
this time, Sally,

if I told you
that I really would try.

It'‘s, kind of,
important that you do.

You see, it'‘s the only
way I'‘ll know

you would be waiting for me
when I get out.

Order arms.

Ready,

aim,

fire.

Fall back.

Run, while you have a chance.

- No, Sam, I won'‘t leave you.
- Please, please, run.

I won'‘t leave you.

Oh, Sally.
You can'‘t help me.

It won'‘t do any good
to have you killed.

Go and be reasonable
for my sake.

- No, Sam.
- You run...

Get the gun.
Yeah, put it here.

No, no, the barrel.

That'‘s it.

This way.

Run for it.

What about these?

You'‘re Lt. Glidden's prisoner.

Well, I can'‘t fight
with these on.

You'‘ll need every man
you can get.

We'‘re safe enough.

The walls are four feet thick.

The doors are old
but they'‘re oak.

Bring the man here.

The key'‘s in my pocket.

You aren'‘t safe.

This is a hard place to defend.

Look, the windows are too high.

You can'‘t fire up

but they can scale the walls.

There are too many windows

and too few of us.

There'‘s no food,

no water,

no bandages.

The fighting men,

the Braves of the Mescalero,

they'‘ll come
through the windows.

Pedro-Peter,

what time is it?

The big stick
and the little stick

point to the west.

Quarter to 9:00.

Let'‘s use our belts, men.

Here'‘s mine.

I always
American custom

wearing two belts.

One for your pants,

one for your pistol.

Why need belt?

You wear no pants.

Oh, Roy, you'‘re pretty light,

scramble up here
while we hold it.

- It works pretty good.
- Careful, Roy.

I'‘ve no knack
at carpentry but...

here'‘s a job I can do.

Watch this, magic.

Hey, there wouldn'‘t be
any Indians around

if you kids didn'‘t have
nickels in your ears.

Here, look, see?

Where'‘d they go?

You got one right there.

Where'‘d the other one go?

Oh, you got one here.

Well, the magician
opened the act,

now it'‘s time
for a Lady Soprano.

Oh, I can'‘t sing.
I wouldn'‘t want to sing.

I don'‘t know anything about
magician'‘s tricks either.

Go on, anything will do.

Do you know this song?

♪ Oranges and lemons ♪

♪ Say the bells
of St. Clement'‘s ♪

♪ You owe me five farthings ♪

♪ Say the bells
of St. Martin'‘s ♪

♪ When will you pay me? ♪

♪ Say the bells of Old Bailey ♪

♪ I do not know ♪

♪ Says the great bell of Bow ♪

♪ Here comes the candle ♪

♪ To light you to bed ♪

What'‘s the matter
with you, Bob?

Why didn'‘t you yell out
when you saw the Apache?

But I couldn'‘t see him, Joe.

The
hid him from my view.

I'‘ll relieve Bob a while.

A fella'‘s eyes
get tired doing this.

We chain watchdogs in Wales.

Even a dog
will turn on his master

to protect another dog.

That man is an Apache.

Pedro-Peter,

these handcuffs
are government property.

You'‘re a soldier
of the government,

take charge of it.

You may regret this.

They begin.

It sounds like dance music.

It'‘s a vile music
of the heathen.

Our guests seem to be
having a ball outside.

You'‘ve had enough.

Take a spell.

Any water?

Not a drop.

Well, I'‘m not really thirsty,

it'‘s just the music.

- Yeah.
- Gives you

That'‘s the music of drinking.

The tune for the

Apache whiskey
that makes them brave.

I'‘ve heard of it.

You'‘ll know more
about it after tonight.

You didn'‘t kill Victorio.

When that music changes,

watch the windows.

You see, they don'‘t drink
to get drunk.

Their drinking is like praying,

and then they kill.

He'‘s telling me
about the Indians.

The heathen.

I know their crushed belief.

That a thousand dead men
will rise

to take the place
of those that die.

They'‘re not praying.

It'‘s only an excuse to kill.

Oh, so you don'‘t know them.

The Apaches are a dying race.

Their women are barren,

their own children
in their

and now Victorio
has given them hope.

Songs to sing,

music to dance to,

and a belief
that if they kill and die,

they can have a thousand sons.

Warrior sons to fight.

Ghost warriors.

The young Apaches
drink to this win

for not to feel pain.

Not the pain of a wound,

not even the pain of dying.

They will come to kill you

and to die.

I better tell Joe Madden.

Joe,

the lieutenant says
this is some kind

of religious time for them.

They are trying to get
themselves killed

just to breed ghost stories,

something like that.

I'‘ve heard about it.

We'‘ve got to listen
to the music.

When it changes, that'‘s when
they come through the windows.

I'‘m gonna tell the rest.

Take my place.

Yeah.

I'‘ll take your place but
I don'‘t want you to take mine.

Let'‘s forget
about that for now.

- All right.
- For now.

Does a friend of the army

talk with a are his words
like ashes

that the wind
can blow them away?

I put my hand
on the white man'‘s book.

I fight for the white man.

What is an oath to an Indian?

A great deal more than
of most white men.

Mrs. Keon.

What'‘s going on, Sam?

What does the music mean?

It'‘s going to be a long night.

When things start,

better keep the kids
away from the window

and take care
of yourselves, Sally.

You'‘re the last one
I'‘d want anything to happen to.

Except myself.

That'‘s my girl.

That'‘s it.
That'‘s it.

Hold your fire.

We can'‘t fight
in the dark, Joe.

Better keep the kids
away from the candles.

Yeah, but
that'‘s not good enough.

We got to have
the whole place lit up.

How can you fight and
hold a candle at the same time?

Well, let the women
hold the candles.

- I'‘ll take one.
- I don'‘t wanna hold no light,

just give me a gun.

You carry light,
one for you, Mrs. Keon.

Your man did well,
like other beasts,

an Indian can see in the dark.

He can'‘t see in the dark
any more than you can.

He used his head,
it'‘s good human intelligence.

You did well.

For my friend.

I'‘m thirsty.

I'‘m awful thirsty.

You'‘ll have to be patient.

You'‘ll have to be still.

When morning comes,
there'‘ll be water.

I'‘m thirsty.

I'‘m ever so thirsty.

You cry like a little kitty cat.

You want milk?

My burro will give you milk.

Quick, keep my boys out.

The troops will be here
in the morning.

Just a few more hours.

It'‘s that racket, those drums.

Be of good faith, man.

If you don'‘t like
the Apache noise,

- make some of your own.
- That'‘s right.

Never was from the reverend,
never heard of a Welshman

that didn'‘t have a song
for every occasion.

I'‘ve no voice for singing alone.

Well, we'‘ll all sing.
Just name the tune.

I give you a fighting song,

the "Men of Harlech".

There goes a
of Spanish boot.

Only the buildings.

Sally, I'‘ve been
thinking about Sam.

Sam and me.

He sounded fine tonight,

the best spot
this season.

Best help a man could have.

Sometimes it'‘s easier to be
brave than honest, Joe.

I was wrong making
charges against him.

I'‘ll fix that up.

I'‘ve grown to expect
good news from you.

I hope Sam sees it that way too.

Don'‘t shoot, don't shoot.

Don'‘t fire. Let him talk.

What did he say?

He wants to know
if there'‘s a doctor here.

I wish there was.

Pedro-Peter.

Ask him why he wants a doctor.

He says Victorio is hurt.

If we have a doctor,
we can fix him up there.

They'‘ll go away
and leave us alone.

Would be all right
if we had one.

Wait a minute.

How good is their word?

Good.

Tell him the doctor
wants to know

what happens if Victorio dies.

He says he'‘ll kill us all.

What'‘s the difference?
Isn'‘t that what they're to do?

If they really wanna
take the church,

they'‘ll attack in force,
you haven'‘t a chance.

If Victorio stayed
alive until morning,

then the troops would be here,
we'‘d be safe.

A smart fellow could make
them believe he was a doctor.

Come to think of it,
I'‘ve always wanted to be

- a doctor.
- You can'‘t help Victorio.

I didn'‘t say I could,
I'‘m just stalling.

I'‘ve got a knack at healing.
I know something about it.

Look, you'‘re a great
horse doctor, Joe.

There isn'‘t too much difference
between a horse and a human,

at least I know
how to get started.

- You wouldn'‘t even know that.
- But you'‘re the mayor,

- you'‘re needed here.
- I'‘ll make you my deputy.

Tell the Apache
I'‘m packing my little black bag.

Maybe he can use this
with a good hand.

Remember you'‘re my
deputy, do a good job.

I'‘d rather play sick
nurse to Victorio.

You may be a better doctor
but I'‘m a better bluffer.

Joe, good luck.

Yeah, Joe must be giving
that Indian quite a treat.

When do you think
Colonel Haven and his troops

- might get here?
- Maybe 8:00, maybe 9:00.

If Victorio dies,
there'‘s nothing we can do.

Nothing.

I know they fought them off
all night.

But they weren'‘t trying.

When they hit that door,
we'‘re finished.

They can break it
or they can burn it,

and it'‘s all over.

And I only hope Joe
is a good human doctor.

Well, that Indian
has a good horse.

Sir, sir.

Don'‘t open.
Don'‘t open the door.

Close the door.

If I live to bury Joe Madden,

I'‘ll say only four words
over his grave.

This was a man.

That means Victorio is dead.

Yeah.

There'‘s no hope, is there?

You never know
how the cards will fall.

I think you know.

Have you told the others?

I can'‘t think
of what to tell them

or even if I should.

If you yourself
didn'‘t know, Sam,

what would you wanna know?

The truth.

So do other people.

Reverend...

there is no chance.

You'‘d better prepare
the people.

I will.

Look, look at the door.

Stand back.

We'‘ll fire
when they come through.

We can keep it out.
Get wood.

Keep that doorway burning.

Come on, come on.

We need more.

Come on, bring up the benches.

We need more wood

Come on, more wood, more wood.

Come on.

Get back. Get back.

Rip up the floor.