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The charge being...

that you did willfully and maliciously attack a woman...

namely, the wife of your own Captain with intent to assault and murder her...

for which the punishment is the same as that for a traitor.

Namely...

that your ears be slit. No!

And your tongue be cut out.

And you be taken to the nearest uninhabited shore...

with neither food nor water...

and left to die.

Mercy!

Signed Capt. Clegg...

this year of our Lord, 1776.

"Praise he who made the sun"

"Day by day his course to run"

"For his mercies they endure"

"Ever faithful, ever sure"

"Praise him that he gave the rain"

"To mature the swelling grain"

"For his mercies they endure"

"Ever faithful, ever sure"

"And hath bid the fruitful field"

"Crops of precious, increase yield"

"For his mercies they endue"

"Ever faithful, ever sure"

Gentlemen. This will not do at all.

We are gathered here today to give thanks to our Lord...

for his bounteous gifts.

Now, is this the best you can do? Surely not?

I know some of you feel you have precious little to be thankful for...

with taxation what it is...

and war with France more than just a possibility...

but you are wrong. For you have your health.

You have enough to eat.

More than enough, in some cases.

You have roofs over your heads...

fuel for your fires, a new schoolroom...

a choir that sings in tune.

Sometimes.

And what is more...

you haven't any King's men billeted in your homes.

And so, my friends, let us have the last verse...

no, the last two verses again.

And this time, we'll really give thanks and we'll mean it, shall we?

Are you ready, Mr. Mipps?

"Praise him that he sent the rain"

Brandon, get ahead with your cutlass. Aye, aye, sir.

Well, we've a good hour yet.

He said that parson liked the sound of his own voice.

"And when the Philistines heard that the children of Israel...

"were gathered together to Mizpeh...

"the lords of the Philistines went up against Israel.

"And when the children of Israel heard it...

"they were afraid of the Philistines.

"And the children of Israel said to Samuel:

"Cease not to cry unto the Lord our God for us...

"that he will save us out of the hand of the Philistines.

"And as Samuel was offering up the burnt offering...

"the Philistines drew near to battle against Israel.

"But the Lord thundered with a great thunder on that day upon the Philistines...

"and discomfited them."

Timed it just right, eh, Bosun?

Can't think why we didn't come by road instead of this boat caper.

He said they'd be watching for us on the road.

This way we take them by surprise.

Right, Bosun. Forward!

Now...

let us sing Hymn number 291:

"Oft in danger, oft in woe."

"Oft in danger, oft in woe"

Right, Bosun.

You know what we're looking for? Pitch to and find it.

Brandon and Smee fallout.

I'm going to the church to make sure none of the flock leaves the fold.

Forward. Aye, sir.

All right? Yes.

Good morning, gentlemen. We're closed till after Church.

Who says so? I say so.

Mr. Rash, these gentlemen must have had a long walk. Give them a drink.

All right. What do you want? Brandy.

This is an alehouse. All right then, wine.

We don't keep no fancy French wines here. The duty is too high.

Don't keep any wine? We'll have to make sure, won't we, lads?

Now, here's an answer to a sailor's prayer.

What's your name then, my pretty?

My name's lmogene.

Imogene. I knew an lmogene once.

Chased her for two years. Every time I caught up with her...

she gave me the slip.

Perhaps you were too rough with your wooing.

Not for that lmogene: She was a three-master.

A pirate ship, she was, boy...

flying the black flag of Capt. Clegg.

We've got him in our churchyard.

Who? Capt. Clegg. He's buried there.

You're welcome to him, boy, very welcome.

I see I spoke too soon. The King's men are already with us.

If you would care to join us in worship, Captain, you are more than welcome.

But first, would you be kind enough to remove your hat?

I would, sir, if I were here in the service of my Maker.

But I'm not.

In the service of my King, I keep it on.

I had prepared a sermon for today on the text:

"Blessed be the Lord my strength...

"who teacheth my hand to war...

"and my fingers to fight."

However, under the circumstances, I feel it would be rather inappropriate.

Therefore, I should suggest that you consider the service finished...

and that you should go straight to your homes.

Well, nothing there, matey.

"Pitch to and find it," he says.

Where? All I can show for my trouble...

is splinters in my fingers and corns in my feet.

My heart bleeds for you. Who's going to pay for all this damage?

Why, you are, Mr. Rash...

a right thinking taxpayer, you'd want to stop smuggling.

So we're putting a stop to it.

What more compensation do you want than that?

The follow party arrived, Bosun?

Aye, sir. But we've found nothing.

What's in there?

Mr. Rash?

It's here somewhere.

Unless that informer, Ketch, was lying, Captain.

He was too frightened to lie.

All right, Bosun, fetch your ferret. Aye, Captain.

Unchain him.

Look at this.

So they've no fancy French wines, Captain?

You two. Come in here.

Come on.

What's this? A hole in the floor, Captain.

I can see that, fool. What's down there?

Why, the cellar, of course. Why the concealed entrance?

Well, it's an old inn.

Get down there.

No secrets here, Captain. Just tar for the nets, lamp-oil and the like.

What's in that?

White varnish. It's for the boats.

Are you sure it isn't White Holland's Gin? Yes.

Open it.

He was speaking the truth, Captain.

Here, Captain.

Varnish?

Varnish, Captain. Did anyone tell you different?

There's a man here called Ketch. Do you know him?

Yes, that'll be young Tom. I want to see him.

That would... Take me to him, no arguments.

After you.

Come this way, Captain.

They learnt anything?

Only the taste of white varnish so far. At least that's all the Bosun has.

If we don't get rid of everything quick...

they'll learn the taste of brandy and gin.

Listen.

Captain, I should have told you, I was at sea myself for years.

I've sailed around the world three times.

Pirating? There you go, always suspicious.

No. I was a ship's carpenter. Very good one. That's where I learnt my trade.

Of course, it's a bit quiet here, after the high jinks at sea...

but it has its points.

What's down there?

That's the coffin shop.

But, Captain, you come here to see Tom Ketch, didn't you?

Tom?

Came in this morning, I haven't had time to touch him up yet.

He was alive last night.

How did he die?

He was found floating in one of the ponds on the marshes.

The Squire found him this morning, when he was out riding.

Squire Cobtree. How did he die, man?

Dr. Pepper signed the certificate:

"Natural causes."

But, I think from the look of the poor fellow, that he died of fright.

That's more like unnatural causes, isn't it? Frightened to death? What by?

Well, he didn't tell us, of course, being dead...

but I think it was the marsh phantoms. The what?

The marsh phantoms.

People around here don't believe in them. Say they don't exist.

That's during the daytime, of course.

At night, if you ask them to go for a walk across the marshes...

you'll find that they'll have something more important to do...

like bolting the door and going to bed. Old wives' tales.

I'm sure you know best, Captain.

You say the Squire discovered the body? Yes.

Where do I find him?

He'll probably be in the church saying his prayers. Shall I take you?

No, I'll find him. As you wish.

Thanks, matey.

You out of your wits? Bringing him here, risking all our necks?

I brought him to pay his last respects to the swab that gave us all away...

the late Tom Ketch.

He's off to see the Squire now, won't be back for quite some time.

We're getting rid of this stuff.

Wait a minute.

That's the best elm.

I don't mind lending my coffins in a good cause...

but I'm not having them smashed up.

Lovely bit of grain. Throw the liquor in the creek.

Smash up the kegs, get rid of it.

By whose orders, Mr. Rash? By my orders.

We were told to wait, Rash.

We'll wait so long, we'll have a rope around all our necks.

Get rid of it.

Mr. Rash?

Since when have you given orders?

Well, I thought with all those...

There's no need for you to think.

I think for all of you. Is that clearly understood?

As you say. Exactly.

As I say...

the goods will be delivered tonight, in the usual way: At midnight.

What about the revenue men?

There's a chance they'll be gone by then.

Well, supposing they're not gone? I don't like it.

I'm not interested in whether you like it or not, Mr. Rash.

Just as long as you do as I tell you.

You've been in this trade long enough to know we all have to take risks.

It's all right for him. He's done very nicely out of it all these years.

Yes, very nicely.

He's taken all of his fair share...

and squandered it on food for those who were hungry...

and clothes for them that didn't have any.

All right, Mr. Mipps. Now listen.

Spread the word, the King's men will not get accommodation in the village.

There is to be no room for them anywhere.

Aye, sir.

And remember, there is to be no violence, either.

Aye, sir.

Mr. Rash.

I heard you. Then say so.

Midnight then.

He put you in your place properly, Mr. Rash, didn't he?

No violence.

Captain, admiring our little church?

And you've removed your hat, I see.

Are you no longer in the service of the King?

I came to find the Squire.

But I'm also looking for quarters for my men, Parson.

Not in here, I hope. No.

But you'll know the most suitable places.

Yes. Have you tried the inn?

Come now, Parson. There's only one room in the inn.

And you have taken that, I expect. It's hardly big enough for all of you, is it?

Let me see now. There's Mrs. Wagstaff's...

No, she's just had another, hasn't she? Her thirteenth, I think it is.

That would be little crowded, wouldn't it? And a little noisy, too, I expect.

Would you mind holding this for a moment? Thank you.

Dr. Pepper has a spare room...

but he's been attending some rather nasty cases of the plague recently...

so I couldn't really recommend there. No.

I'm afraid the inn is about all we can offer.

Thank you.

I think the best thing you can do is march your men back to the ship...

just for tonight, and then march them back again tomorrow.

We are staying the night in Dymchurch. Are you?

I wonder where?

He certainly seemed to keep you fellows chasing...

around the world, I must say.

Here's Squire Cobtree.

Sir Anthony, this gentleman has been looking for you.

May I present Captain...

Captain Howard Collier, at your service, sir.

Not the one who sank the French frigate Lion d'Or at the mouth of the St. Lawrence?

Then you've heard of me, sir.

Certainly.

We're not so out of touch that we don't know something about our national heroes.

Squire, I should... Your man has been telling me...

you chased this fellow halfway around the world.

Capt. Clegg, sir.

Capt. Clegg?

So, this is where the rascal ended up?

Yes, I flatter myself that I gave him a run for his money.

But you never caught him, Captain. Yes, that's true. But...

how did you know?

He was hanged at Rye, I attended his last rites as Prison Chaplain.

Last rites?

I suppose he repented all his sins at the last moment?

He died a Christian...

I interceded to obtain him a Christian burial here in Dymchurch.

Well, if I'd have caught him, he'd have a different end.

I would have had him hanged, drawn, and quartered. Publicly, too.

I'm sure you would, but you didn't catch him, did you?

Well, I must be... Squire?

I may take you for supper, Blyss.

Delighted. Thank you.

I should like a word with you... Not now.

It's important. Very well then.

Join us for super. At the inn.

8:00, sharp. You honor me, sir.

Shall I see you and your men at Evensong, Captain?

7:00, sharp?

I very much doubt it, Parson.

Sailors have other ways of looking after their spirits.

"Sing a little and laugh a little"

"Work a little Spend a little"

What are you staring at, son? I can tie that knot.

Want to be a sailor when you grow up? No, I'm going to be a hangman.

I'm gonna string him up and cut him down.

We may have business for you, boy, before we finish here.

Have you all done staring?

If it's all the same to you, miss, I'd like a few minutes more.

Imogene, Mrs. Rash wants you.

Yes, Mrs. Rash.

You slip round the back and see if there is any more of this ale.

"Sing a little and laugh a little"

"Work a little and spare a little"

"Twiddle a little and put in the middle"

"Let's drink up all we can"

"Twiddle a little and put in the middle"

"And drink up all we can"

Harry!

You shouldn't come here. Aren't you pleased to see me?

No. It's not right for the Squire's son to be hanging around...

Hanging around the back of the inn to see the barmaid.

You keep telling me that. It's true.

We'll go in then. No, please don't do that.

If Mr. Rash should see you, I don't know what he'd do to me.

He doesn't treat you badly, does he? No.

But he's my legal guardian, and he could send me away if he wanted to.

If he should he guess that we're seeing each other...

Let him guess.

Harry, give me that... Why should he object to me?

Wouldn't he like you to marry...

the Squire's son?

Marry?

Lmogene, you know we will marry as soon as we can.

So you said.

I do love you so. Yes, you've said that, too.

You said that if your father wouldn't allow you to marry me...

then we'd be married secretly. So we will.

We'd leave here...

and go to some new place where no one knew or cared who we were.

So we will.

Then why don't we?

Because I can't.

You see, I might be in some danger. What danger?

Lmogene, where is that ale? Quick! Don't let him see you.

Later? I'll try.

I thought I told you to hurry. Bringing it now, Mr. Rash.

Wait a minute. Has somebody been out here with you?

No, no one.

Where have you been all this time, girl?

The Squire's here with his party. Take this in to him.

Hurry now.

Pigeon pie.

It always amazes me how Mrs. Rash gets so many birds under one crust.

She's a Dymchurch woman.

What goes on under the crust of this village would surprise anyone.

Rash, bring out some Madeira and open a bottle of Chateau Lafite.

I have already taken the liberty of doing so. Splendid.

One moment, Mr. Rash. I was told you didn't stock wines in this inn.

No, sir. But the Squire generally keeps a few bottles...

from his own private cellar here.

And a very pretty wine it is, too. And a pretty duty it pays.

Or should, then.

By thunder, sir, are you suggesting that...

Perhaps you'd like my cellar book?

I cannot believe he...

The Captain is only complimenting you on your choice of wine.

I hope you'll sample my little stock. If you stay long enough.

I should be pleased to.

Where have you been? You're late. I'm sorry I'm late, sir.

But that doesn't answer my question. Where have you been?

You left these outside, sir.

I was otherwise engaged, Father.

Wenching again, I'll stake my wig.

My son. The free thinker.

Fair shares for all, and all that nonsense.

You don't get it from me, I can assure you of that.

What do you think of it?

What with that and his wenching...

You should be very glad that he has an eye for the ladies.

It's high time one of the Cobtrees introduced some good looks into the family.

What is it, Bosun?

It's about the billets for the men. What about them?

There ain't none. There's not an empty room in the whole village.

Should I march the men back to the ship, sir?

Yes. I suppose you could. Just a minute.

What sort of men are they, Captain?

The sweepings of Chatham, I'll be bound.

They're as fine a body of men as you'll get.

Yes, but they won't object to discomfort? They're used to that.

There is a barn of mine they can use.

It's around the back of the church. The boy will show you.

Go see about it, Bosun. Aye, aye, sir.

I do seem to have made rather a mess.

I better just slip down into the bar. Mrs. Rash will...

give me a damp cloth. I'm so sorry. Excuse me.

Thank you very much, Squire, for the...

On the way.

Give us a song, He can't sing.

We don't want no words, just a melody. Give him the note, Dad.

Not until your song.

Go on. One, two...

Stop it. Let him go.

Give us a kiss, then.

It must be the drink.

Can't think what's come over the heathen creature, Your Reverence.

Generally, he's as quiet as a lamb. What on earth's happening?

My apologies, Parson. Bosun, what happened?

One of your men got a little out of hand...

but then our local ale is rather strong. Please, it's of no consequence.

Shall I get the men outside, sir?

Sooner the better it would seem.

Yes, Bosun, march them off. All right.

Come on, you rum-swilling rats, outside, come on.

Free thinkers, the lot of them.

This wouldn't have happened in the old King's time, you know.

Well, let's get back to our pigeon pie. Come on.

I understand it was you, Squire, who found the body of Tom Ketch...

in the marsh this morning?

Well? Have you any idea how he died?

Dr. Pepper says it was heart failure.

If that's what he says he died of, then that's how he died, as far as I'm concerned.

More pork, Blyss? No, thank you.

Heart failure.

It was rather sudden, wasn't it?

I don't know if it was sudden or not, I don't very much care.

Neither, sir, do I very much care for the tone of your questions.

I'm sure the Captain is only trying to do his duty.

Let him do it with a little respect for his betters.

Why are you so interested in this man, Ketch, Captain?

I might as well tell you. Since he can come to no more harm.

It was Ketch who told me of certain activities...

he knew were going on here in Dymchurch. What activities?

Smuggling.

If there was any smuggling here, I'd know about it.

You forget that I am to be chief magistrate.

How do you think Ketch died, Captain?

Thank you. I don't know.

All I've heard is some cock and bull story about being frightened to death...

by phantoms.

Phantoms, ghosts, spooks.

You haven't heard, of the Romney Marsh phantoms, Captain?

Are they some local superstitions? Don't tell me you believe in them, Squire.

Would you kill an albatross or set sail on a Friday?

No, I wouldn't, but... Local superstitions of yours, Captain?

But have any of you seen any of these so-called phantoms?

You, Squire? You, Parson?

I know many honest men, whose word I trust implicitly, who have seen them.

I've seen them, sir.

You have?

What do they look like? They were horrible.

Their horses seemed to move without touching the ground...

or even making a sound.

Their faces were like nothing on this earth...

glowing as if...

they were on fire.

How many were there?

A dozen or more, it was difficult to tell, Father...

they kept appearing and disappearing.

They disappeared 'cause they weren't there. Except in your fevered imagination.

You'd change your tune if you saw them for yourself.

If I ever saw them, sir, it's this I'd change.

To water.

Now with your leave, I must see that my men are bedded down for the night.

Bosun, here we are.

Thank you, boy.

Here. Give him this.

Lovable little creature, isn't he?

What happened to him? He fell foul of Capt. Clegg.

The pirate? Aye, that's him.

He attacked Clegg's wife, so they say.

So they left him to die on a desert island in the South Seas.

But we were up on Clegg's heels at the time and we picked him up.

Lucky for you we did.

Is he always like this? No, he's all right, in the ordinary way.

Tonight something seems to have upset him.

He ain't his usual happy self.

Get back!

See, he's frightened of fire, boy.

You know, he doesn't seem to like the look of you.

Some people have that effect on him.

And when he is like that...

he'd just as soon slit your throat...

or claw out your gizzards as look at you.

So the local people really believe in these marsh phantoms, Parson?

They're very devout here, they don't meddle with forces of darkness.

You're a doctor of divinity, don't tell me you believe in them, too?

I believe in the power of good and evil.

Good night, Vicar. Good night, Mr. Mipps.

I know that strange, devilish forces do exist...

with powers beyond the comprehension of mere mortal men.

It's best not to antagonize those forces.

I saw them.

What in heaven's name, man...

Oh, God! The phantoms...

they passed so close I could have touched them.

Steady, man.

I saw them just as close as you are to me now.

I never want to see their likes again.

Where did you see them? In the village? Village? No.

They're out there. On the marshes.

They scared the wits out of me. Where on the marshes?

Where? North, south, east, west, where, man?

I couldn't say exactly. Then think exactly.

Think, man. He's had a terrible experience.

Out there somewhere. How far?

A tidy way, about a mile or more.

A tidy way. No faces...

only skulls.

If you have all the information you require from him, I'll take him home.

He is coming with me.

He's going to show me these marsh phantoms of yours, Parson.

Can't you see he is ill with shock?

Then a walk across the marshes will do him some good.

Come on. In the name of charity, Captain...

In the name of the King, I'm taking this man. Good night, Parson.

Captain, I don't want to go back there. Come on.

Pleasant dreams, mateys.

This stuff tickles, doesn't it?

Come on, mate. Get your head down.

Come on outside.

Come on, you scum, let's see the color of your feet.

Get outside. What's up then, Bosun?

You are all going for a nice long walk across the marshes.

That's what's up. Now move yourselves.

Come on outside.

Come on! Move!

Come off it. Go to sleep.

Which way? There, sir.

Right, lead them off, Bosun.

Right turn!

Forward!

Everything ready, Mr. Mipps?

It is, yes. We'd better move quickly then.

I think we are about ready now, Mr. Rash.

It's them, it's the King's men.

Evening, Captain. Working late tonight, coffin-maker?

Yes. These chilly evenings are good for business.

And if you lot were to get lost in the marshes, it'll be even better.

That wagging tongue of yours...

will have us all dangling one day.

Just attending to business, Mr. Rash. All safe now.

Wait, I want a word with you. Why? What have I done?

It's not what you've done but what you might do.

You're becoming a danger to the organization. You're losing your nerve.

I don't like the King's men around our necks.

Would you prefer the hangman's noose?

That's what you'll get us all if you're not careful.

I ought to be with the others.

You'll not join them tonight. You'll go home.

Why? I've always done my share. Carried out my orders.

Come and see me tomorrow evening at the vicarage.

We'll be safe by then.

Where are you going?

Where are you going down there?

Of course, this is only the outskirts of the marshes, as you might say.

Once you get right into the heart of them...

then to move as much us one step from the path is more then your life is worth.

Six good men we lost that year because they didn't watch out where they were going.

Now, the year before we had three...

You keep us on the straight course...

because where we go, you go.

Is this still the right way? Yes, Captain. Right enough.

How much further? You've a long way to go yet.

You don't seem so frightened of these phantoms as you did.

That's 'cause I know we've a long way to go before we catch up with him.

And I've got you for company. Now, as I was saying...

Halt. Bring that man up here.

How much further? Not much further now, Captain.

I want to know exactly how much.

Maybe a mile, perhaps two.

You don't seem very sure. I don't know this place.

But you came here less than two hours ago.

Or did you? Well, I...

Look! The phantom! There it is.

I don't like being made a fool of.

Bosun, your knife. Hold his ears.

You were sent as a decoy to see us out of the way, weren't you?

To see us out of the way of your smuggling friends.

No!

You're going to take us to your friends now, aren't you?

I can't do that.

Bosun, cut off one ear.

No. In the name of mercy, no.

You'll do as I tell you?

Yes.

Which way?

Bosun, keep close behind him.

Come on, lads.

Come on.

Keg of brandy for Maidstone...

ditto Canterbury.

Odds are good.

The pack horses are here, boys.

I've got a score of kegs and bottles for you this time.

Come along, lads, don't waste any time there.

They say the King's men are on the prowl tonight.

They're off across the marshes on a fool's errand. Good luck to them.

Thanks, Henry.

Be lively, Henry. That man Collier is no fool.

Come along, boys. We can't hang around here tonight.

Is that it? Yes. That's it.

The scarecrow. He's signaled.

Here, that scarecrow. Well, what about it?

We passed that way back on the marshes. I swear we did.

Surround the windmill!

All right, Bosun.

Hey, that scarecrow. It moved. It moved, I tell you.

That scarecrow moved, sir.

Did it?

Blood.

Good morning, Captain.

Getting up an appetite? I'm an early riser myself.

Would you care to join me for breakfast?

Grilled kidneys and bacon, I think. Carry on, Bosun.

Thank you, Doctor.

Let yourself in. It's not locked. Party, forward!

Down in a moment. Goodbye.

I always think this is the best part of the day, don't you?

Come in!

Thank you.

There. What did I say? Kidneys and bacon. Delicious. Come in.

Help yourself, please do. Or some coffee first, perhaps.

Did you sleep well last night?

Exceptionally well, thank you. And you?

You were out looking for the phantoms, weren't you? Of course.

Don't tell me you've only just returned. Yes.

Dear me. You must've walked a long way. Did you have any luck?

Yes and no.

That's comprehensive anyway. Cream? What did you find?

A scarecrow that bled.

Why did you flinch when I touched your arm?

It wasn't my arm, Captain. You trod on my foot.

Captain. What is it?

Captain, sir, Bosun says will you come at once? It's urgent.

My apologies, Parson.

Good day.

Come and have some breakfast, Harry, you've earned it.

And you had better get these boots of yours cleaned quickly.

Must have jumped him from behind, done him in.

Got free and made a run for it, sir.

Yes.

No.

Come on.

What the...

What happened? Douse the fire.

What happened, sir? Your mulatto, he broke into my house.

Smee, fetch the Bosun with the party. And hurry.

I'll see that you're not disturbed anymore.

I wonder why he should break into your house.

When you catch him you might ask him.

He wouldn't be able to tell me, sir. He had his tongue cut out by Capt. Clegg.

Can you find your way home?

Without your spectacles.

Yes, thank you, Captain.

Good night.

Please take me away from here. Somewhere where we can start a new life.

I can't leave here, lmogene. Not yet, that is.

But you said you'd be willing to start afresh in some other place.

You told me that.

It's still true. That's what we will do.

But I have to ask someone first. Your father?

No, not my father. Who, then?

Harry, please tell me.

Imogene, do you trust me?

Yes, I do. I always have done.

Trust me a little longer then, will you? If you ask me to.

Mr. Rash.

Please get out of my room. Not until I've kissed you good-night...

and told you a little bedtime story. The story of little lmogene.

Who are you? You know.

I know what the Parson told me when he brought you here.

He said that your father was some brave Captain that was lost at sea.

He was. He was lost all right. To the devil.

You're the daughter of a common pirate that was hanged at Rye jail.

I don't believe it. Here's the proof.

Your father was Capt. Clegg.

Don't you fret yourself, my little pirate's daughter...

I'll not tell anyone.

I've always been respectful to you, haven't I?

But I've had to keep my real feelings to myself, until now.

Come back!

Lmogene. Dr. Blyss. I must see you.

Come inside.

What's happened? Is it true that my father was Capt. Clegg?

Who told you that? Mr. Rash.

Yes, it is true. Does it trouble you?

Why, because of Harry? We were to be married.

And now you think he won't marry you, is that it?

My dear lmogene, you underestimate him.

My father was hanged in jail. A coward and a traitor.

Now, that is not true, lmogene.

Clegg was bad but he was never a coward nor a traitor. Sit down.

He outwitted the entire British Navy for more than 10 years.

They never forgave him.

Did you know he was offered a free pardon by the King...

for capturing a Spanish slave trader?

But he wasn't pardoned, they hanged him.

As soon as he touched British soil, the navy seized him and flung him into jail...

and then hanged him without a trial.

He was betrayed, lmogene.

That's why he lies out there now in our churchyard.

He's taken the body.

You asked to see me, sir? Yes. Imogene's here.

She has some news for you. I think she would rather tell you herself.

What is it, lmogene? My father was Capt. Clegg.

Yes, I know.

You know?

Dr. Blyss told me some time ago. He asked me to keep it a secret.

You knew all the time.

Harry.

Perhaps you'd like to escort your fianc�e back to the inn, Harry.

Yes.

Thank you, sir.

What is it, lmogene? I can't go back there. To the inn.

Why not?

Mr. Rash.

What about Mr. Rash?

He'd been drinking.

He came into my room and... Harry!

Young Squire.

If you so much as look at lmogene again, Rash...

I'll kill you.

Hurt your arm, have you? Did you hear what I said?

I wonder how you came to do that.

I said, "Did you hear what I said?"

I heard you, my fine young Squire. So it's my little ward you fancy, is it?

I don't wonder at it. Very generous girl is our lmogene.

Don't mind sharing her favors.

Get his knife, Bosun.

Go on, pick them up.

Take him outside to the horse trough, and sober him up.

Captain, look at his arm!

Look at it!

May I take a look at your arm, sir?

Cut yourself? Yes, Captain. Shaving.

I shot a scarecrow, and hit a man. It was you, wasn't it?

Captain, I ask you. Do I look like a scarecrow?

Take him in there and teach him not to be funny with me.

Drink, Bosun.

And now perhaps you'd care to tell me how you got that wound?

No, I wouldn't. Hold it, Bosun.

These lads can get very nasty if they want, you know.

I wouldn't tell you, whatever you did to me.

No, I don't believe you would. He'll be more use to us as a hostage.

Collect a party and take him down to the ship, Bosun. He'll be safer down there.

Enjoy your bath, Mr. Landlord?

One moment, Mr. Rash. How did you know about the boy's arm?

I saw it, didn't I? But how did you know I'd be interested?

I've got something here that will interest you, Captain.

I will give you this if you let me go free.

What is it? I'll turn King's evidence if you will let me...

Get up.

Bright lad, aren't you? Get him to the ship.

Out, sir.

Keep him under guard until he comes around.

Who's there? Mr. Rash, what are you doing here?

It's all up with us, Mipps.

We've got to save ourselves as fast as we can.

Before they come for us, you and me, Mipps.

What are you going on about? It's the King's men.

They've got the Scarecrow. They what?

They've got Harry. He'll tell them everything.

They've got Harry? Where have they got him?

They're taking him to their ship.

You stay here, Mr. Rash. I'll go for the Vicar.

We can't wait for that. He won't do us no good now.

Mr. Mipps. They've got Harry.

What's that?

Keep the ranks, Bosun. Get back.

Get back into your ranks. Keep the men in formation.

Get back!

Hold on. Bosun, after them.

Let's have a look at you.

I'm all right, sir. Now listen.

We've got to move fast, Collier knows too much.

You mean we must disband? Yes. I had...

Imogene's happiness means everything to me.

For her sake, and mine, I want you to take her away, now, before it's too late.

Take her away? There's water in there and a towel.

Clean yourself up and hurry. But lmogene...

Imogene, quickly. Now, wait for me here.

Harry. Sir?

But why... You'll find out.

Come along, Harry, come on.

Mipps, all I need is a fast horse...

Master Harry.

Imogene.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here, in the sight of God...

and in the face of this congregation...

to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony.

To love, cherish, and obey.

Until death us do part.

Until death us do part.

And thereto...

And thereto...

I pledge thee my truth.

I pledge thee my truth.

With this ring, I thee wed. With my body, I thee worship.

And with all my worldly goods, I thee endow.

For as much as Harry and lmogene have consented together in holy wedlock...

and have witnessed the same before God and this company.

And have declared the same by giving and receiving of a ring...

and joining of hands.

I pronounce that they be man and wife together.

God bless you, sir. You take care of her, Harry.

Dear lmogene, be happy.

Get your men posted, Bosun.

Where is Dr. Blyss?

There are horses waiting for you.

I can't leave you like this. You can and you will. Now hurry.

The last time I saw him was about, I should think, at 10:00.

Perhaps even 11:00. Well, let us say half-past just to be on the safe side.

All right, Mr. Mipps. Thank you.

I believe you wanted to see me? I've come to arrest you, sir.

On what charge? And where is your warrant?

Have you issued a warrant, Squire? No, I most certainly have not.

Captain, unless you give me the explanation you promised...

I shall have to report you to the Lords of the Admiralty.

Dr. Blyss, I should like you to answer a few questions.

Now, in front of the Squire.

Then you shall have your explanation, and I, my warrant.

In view of your cloth and surroundings...

I do not feel I need to ask you to swear to tell the truth.

I am ready.

How long have you been vicar of this village?

Ten years. What were you before you came here?

A younger man.

I want a straight answer. That is what I gave you.

Will you answer me or not?

I will. But I must warn you I've lived a very full life...

and the telling of it may take some time.

However, there is nothing I like better than talking about myself.

If you all have the time to spare... I certainly haven't.

I'll see you in the morning. This will not take long, Squire.

Dr. Blyss...

you knew Capt. Clegg, is this true?

It's hardly likely to be otherwise, since it was I who told you.

But you knew him well? As well as any man could.

There is a story that Clegg's wife was attacked by a mulatto...

and died in childbirth.

That is true.

And that Clegg left this mulatto to starve on a coral reef.

We rescued him. This same mulatto.

Do you think he would be likely to recognize Clegg again?

More than likely.

You agree that it would be natural for him to seek revenge.

Of course.

Do you remember the first night you saw him?

Do you remember how he behaved when he saw you?

He attacked you, didn't he? Why?

Because he recognized you, Capt. Clegg.

Clegg was hanged at Rye. He's buried out there.

He was never buried, because he's not dead.

Clegg's grave in the churchyard is empty.

He was hanged, yes...

but look!

Lord save us!

Even your cloth can't sanctify the mark of the hangman's rope.

Capt. Clegg, I arrest you in the name of the King.

Bosun. Aye, Captain.

Wait!

You're right, Capt. Collier, Clegg was hanged.

At least the rope was placed around his neck and the trap was sprung.

But he had many friends.

The hangman was in the plot to rescue him, and Clegg escaped.

But no man can stand upon the gallows without coming face to face with his soul.

On that day, truly the old Clegg died.

What the new Clegg has done, you all know.

When I first came here, I found you in wretchedness and poverty...

deprived by harsh laws and heavy taxes...

of the simple comforts all men have a right to expect.

I took upon myself the task of changing all that...

at the expense of the Revenue.

What I did was for the good of you all.

Take him.

Let him go.

Come on, Captain, on your feet.

Come on.

This way, lads!

Come on, Captain. You're doing well.

They'll never find us here.

That's right. Come along now. You're doing fine.

We're not beaten yet, Captain.

Here. Just like old times. Here, drink this.

Mr. Mipps!

Captain?

What is wrong with you? I want to help you.

Why , white man?

A white man shot me.

A good bit of lead!

It will hurt.

A Colt Navy bullet.

Why help me?

You need it.

I'm Tiger , the son of Aquila.

Eagle?

Yes, white man.

Our men are very close.

They will find me.

- You must leave. - You are right.

Tell Aquila that enough blood has flowed

and that a white man send him that bullet of peace.

- Mr. Blandon? - Yes.

Harvey , your guard up to Borax.

We weren't expecting you anymore.

You are a bit young.

I expected To an older man.

I'm old enough.

I tie this horse and we go.

Sara , here is our guard. My wife.

- Mrs. - My sister-in-law , Laura Saunders.

Delighted , Miss Saunders. My name is Jim Harvey.

Let's go! Borax is still far away.

Are the Yaquis dangerous , Mr. Harvey?

Aquila is the worst of all.

Don't worry , we'll pass.

Prospector , Mr. Harvey?

I do a little bit of everything.

Harvey , are we going?

Laura ...

We will follow the dry bed to Pony Mountain.

I'm in a bit of a rush.

The Indians are also in a hurry. It's longer , but safer.

Let's go , ma'am.

Hue!

I was checking this harness. It seems a bit worn.

No more than an hour ago.

No , Madame , indeed.

Follow the dry bed. I will see further.

You observe a lot the guard of Mile High.

Seth and I were chatting last night.

We thought you could Marry his brother , Lam.

Without wanting to annoy you ...

I refuse that my sister is attached To a vagabond like Harvey.

And Lam is not a wanderer

with his plans to find gold?

According to Seth , the only good product of the earth , is food.

Lam has a good background.

If you marry her , it will settle down here.

The land is good and there is water.

Seth and I are thinking about it since a long time.

Oh , Laura!

You want a farm , Seth too.

But Lam is different.

I am too , but not in the style of Lam.

- Seth! - Any problem?

Yaquis! Join these cliffs.

Push your crews! Quickly!

It's good , ma'am.

Gather the horses and the cattle.

Get off , ma'am.

So close to Borax , I expected to see my brother , Lam ...

Dpchez you!

... and put the women in the hotel.

Aquila will house us , Mr. Blandon. There are 20 km to Borax.

Come , Madame. Miss Saunders too.

- Why? - To hide you.

Go with him , Sara. He knows what he is doing.

Enter there! Make no noise. The baby too.

My place is with my husband.

You will help him better staying hidden.

Help him with the cattle.

They will be safe.

Do you think he knows what he's doing?

I do not know. I will see.

Are you sure there are Indians?

They might not have seen us.

Possible but unlikely.

We were supposed to pass following the bed.

I said there was a chance.

Aquila knows every grain of sand around here.

Have you seen the Indians?

- I saw their smoke , and something else. - What?

Traces of a horseshoe horse.

So what?

Indian horses are not ironed.

Indians never attack at night.

He is not a 'simple' Indian.

But with the darkness , we could escape before the attack.

Without the carts and the provisions?

Yes.

Harvey , these are all my possessions.

I sold everything in Colorado to come here.

I refuse to lose everything.

If we move , it's with the carts.

On target!

Save water. Take sand.

Take it out of there.

They arrive.

Pull when they are near.

We pushed them away.

This is just the beginning.

Listen to me!

We can't waste munitions.

Without ammunition , Aquila will have new scalps.

He has time. He knows it.

- You said... - I was crazy!

They surround us.

There is still a very small hope.

One day , I helped Aquila's son.

I don't know if he'll be grateful , but I will find out.

Are you going to see Aquila? Do you speak yaqui?

A bit of Spanish. Aquila speaks English.

While waiting , take this.

He pulls further. Put out that fire!

Will it work?

I do not know.

I would not like to be in his place.

I want to speak to Aquila. On the field!

What do you want , white man?

I'm a friend of your son , Aquila. Of Tiger.

What do you want?

Call your men back and let the carts pass.

They are not war scalps.

You have the courage to come alone.

What are you offering me in exchange for their lives?

Nothing. I ask you in the name of your son's friendship.

My son has no white friends.

You know 'sleepless death'.

At dawn , we'll cut your eyelids so that you look at the sun.

White people don't see it enough.

Aquila sends a woman for killing.

Is it true that you helped my son?

Tiger? I looked after him a little.

Where was he injured?

From a bullet to the left shoulder.

You're right. You saved her life.

Dpche up!

Tiger is there?

He comes home tomorrow. Quickly!

The sun is rising.

Aquila and the others will come back.

Survivors?

File , quickly!

It's beautiful leather , Mr. Buckley.

Your horses are the best.

They deserve the best stools.

Okay , Max.

Isn't that Jim Harvey?

It's him.

It amazes me that he dares to come back here.

Thank you.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yes , I'm fine. Thank you.

Murch! Jim Harvey is in town. He crosses the square.

Get in there!

Sorry , Fred. I was distracted.

Take off your paws or I'll make you what the Yaquis didn't do to you.

What do you have?

Leave town , Harvey!

And you? What do you all have?

You heard it. Leave the city!

I'm looking for Laura Saunders.

The Yaquis attacked them , she and her sister.

Where are they?

He deserves a correction. I take care of it.

No one will do anything.

Thank you , Murch.

Save your saliva.

Yesterday , I would have corrected you myself.

They buried them together. What was left of it.

- And women? - That you have abandoned!

In a safe place , but not thanks to you.

They probably want to talk to you. Come on , come!

I haven't abandoned anyone. I did what I could.

I hid the women and asked Aquila not to attack.

This is it!

Hello , Laura!

Do you believe what they say?

I do not know

The deserter is back.

Your cheek surprises me.

- Lam , Please! - What are we waiting for?

- Let's give him what he deserves. - Let's tie the slack.

One moment!

No law stipulates that being cowardly is a crime.

Murch , you know me.

You all know that I'm not a coward.

The victims of the Yaquis ignored it.

Listen to me , Lam

No one charged with a crime , except Aquila and its Yaquis.

Harvey was hired as a guard , a soldier's role.

A deserter is a traitor.

I did not desert!

- I seized a chance to save - Save your skin!

A minute , of calm!

Yesterday , I buried my brother , Sheriff. It's hard to be calm.

My sister-in-law is not calm either.

When did you know Jim Harvey , Miss?

, a short time ago but

We don't know anything about him. He is a seasonal worker.

Is it true that he saved you

before I go see the Indians?

He hid us under mezquite.

I almost choked my baby to prevent him from crying.

After the attack , he left the carts

and walked away proud with the two Indians.

Then , the Yaquis came back.

My husband died last.

I saw them scalping it.

Take your sister upstairs , Miss.

No.

You did not break the law

and here , I can't do you what you deserve.

Leave town for good.

We are not going to lick it so fast , sh�rif.

He killed them. Let's find a rope.

Wait! He has the right to tell his side of the story.

Speak , boy.

Aquila attacked as usual

sending warriors before the bulk of his troops.

I knew what lay ahead , but we had a chance.

I know Aquila's son , Tigre.

One day , I helped him. We are friends.

Everything is explained. He admits that he is a friend of the Yaquis.

Let him finish!

Aquila could have shown herself grateful by letting us go.

Only Jim Harvey took advantage of it!

Enough! Let’s finish!

This man will have a fair trial.

He had his trial. Come on , tie him up!

Listen to the sheriff! As for the others, , not a gesture.

Don't get involved!

Murch , you're crazy to shoot yours!

Lynching no longer exists at Borax.

As long as I'm sheriff , It will not change.

I'm going to put him in cell , lawfully and peacefully.

Hi , Murch!

Ross , nice to see you. I would have needed you.

They told me.

Ted and Marv , stay! I will need assistants.

- How you treat me! - Between!

Go outside!

- Go home! - Thank you , Murch.

- Through the other door. - Of course. Thanks again.

Come on , Jim!

Sorry to disturb you.

Thank you for saving me ,

but you don't have to lock me up.

I offer you a safe place

so that you leave the city with your Adam's apple intact.

And don't come back!

We are wasting time. The rope! We must finish.

Thanks anyway.

Ross , sit there. Nobody comes in or out , understood?

Understood.

The men are angry ,

but they can't do anything for the moment.

I don't want revenge , I want to make plans.

I have an uncle in Cincinnati. We could join him.

Give up that kind of plan.

I think I convinced Laura to marry me.

You and Seth were going to settle down � Blandon Land.

It's good land.

If Seth were to disappear , it came back to me.

Everything that changes , is that it belongs to me.

Your sister will always be able to live with us.

Thank you very much , Lam. Seth has always wanted it!

For now , don't worry , Sara.

They are enraged. Hard to be reassured in prison.

He should have thought about it 3 days ago.

I will deliver harnesses and saddles tomorrow.

- Thank you , Max. - Good evening , Mr. Buckley.

Good night. Hue!

This is not your place , Miss.

A pack is unpredictable. One spark is enough.

He is fine?

As long as I'm sheriff , he'll be fine.

I can enter?

For an instant.

- Person - Sit down!

If Murch says so.

A woman visiting a prisoner should not be very proud.

Jim , I'm sorry.

He's right , you shouldn't be there.

I had to talk to you.

You could have spoken outside and you didn't say anything.

How to say it was wrong , without being sure?

If you ignore it , nothing can convince you.

- Do not you understand? - Yes. We have to go.

To hang around with birds like that , we get our feathers dirty.

I'll take you back to the hotel , Miss.

I'll be right back. Lock the door.

Take this.

I don't know why you are shaving. You're not going anywhere.

Unless they come to get you.

- Tiger! - Hi , brother!

What did you do?

There are guards outside and the city wants to lynch me!

You're right , here we go.

Thanks for what you do.

But if I run away , they will believe me guilty.

It is done. The pack will enter when the sheriff leaves.

You saved my life , it's my turn. Let's go!

I can explain my innocence.

How to explain this?

And the white man who spoke to my father?

What white man?

Ross!

Ross!

Ross!

Ross! Open that door!

Ross! You hear me? Opens!

Here they are!

Behind the corral.

They won't have us.

No , brother. It won't help me if you die too.

Give my

I slowed it down a bit.

I had his horse.

Murch , they killed Ross!

Come on , let's go!

Hello.

A little nervous , abroad.

I did not hear you. Whose land is this?

To Nick Buckley. Why?

- I'm looking for a job. - There are not any.

We hired two seasonal workers. We're full.

Is that so? Thanks anyway.

Sorry to leave you , old ,

but I need a good horse. And quick.

You are no match.

I have no chance.

I need a horse and I only find you.

Foreign! I told you we were full.

I was just watching.

Why keep this canasson with the best?

Boss' order.

He took pity on him. He is not too early.

On the day of his birth , we stole her mother.

The boss killed the thief.

It looks like a mule.

We fed him donkey milk.

His nanny taught him full of useless tricks

for livestock work.

The boss really doesn't like The thieves.

But I guess he has a good heart.

Not to thieves.

- I would like to see the boss. - It's funny. I was going to propose it.

On horseback , sir. Go ahead of me.

There's only the desert over there , Murch.

Would he be crazy enough to go to Buckley's?

I don't know , but we'll soon find out. Come on , hue!

It's coming soon , Tom. Monitor and help as much as possible.

I don't want to lose this mare.

I found this guy near the corral.

Did you manage to save your skin?

I'll tell you everything , Mr. Buckley , if we take care of my horse.

He is hurt. He needs care and water.

Take care of the horse , Mac.

What are you doing on my ranch?

I wanted to steal a horse.

Murch and the pack are after me.

He didn't lock you up to keep you from being lynched?

The assistants were going to deliver me To the pack.

Tiger , Aquila's son , knew it.

He stabbed the deputy. Tiger also died.

T'vader when we want to protect you!

They can also hang you.

Murch will go all the way.

Kill an assistant while he was protecting you!

Mr. Buckley , I took a risk coming to your house.

It's weird , but I did it Because of the pony in the corral.

It is badly done.

But he is with the best horses.

You gave him a chance , Mr. Buckley.

What do you mean?

Tiger told me that a white organized the attack on the wagons.

Only Aquila can tell me who it was.

Are you going back to the Yaquis? They will kill you.

It's my only chance to set me up.

You want one of my horses to escape the law?

No , sir.

I was just thinking of taking a

Go get Mrs. Buckley!

Laura!

Who is Laura?

The daughter of the convoy , Seth Blandon's sister-in-law.

The only one not to accuse him!

Laura!

What will you do?

Nick , don't forget that one day , you needed help.

Boss!

Horses on the ridge to the east.

Thank you , ma'am.

I was a little weak.

Gain strength. The wound is light.

You lost a lot of blood , but it will be fine.

At least , he didn't lie about it.

It's the pack.

Go sell Tumbleweed !

Get rid of that!

A clean shirt , To eat and bandages.

My best horse , it's Tumbleweed,

behind the shed.

- Thank you. - Do not say anything.

If you get caught , you stole the horse. One more crime.

You do not know...

Go away , otherwise they'll hang you here.

Come on! I'm going to get rid of it.

- Good evening , sh�rif. - Nick , ma'am.

We are looking for a killer who fled.

We lost track near you.

I hurt his horse. He needs another one.

From dawn , I was in the stable.

A mare will give birth.

The man we follow Was at the hotel yesterday.

He may have stolen one of your horses.

We'll check it out later.

If he stole one , nothing can be done at the moment.

I , could do something.

If he's the man from yesterday , he goes to yaqui territory.

Really?

Before continuing , enter drink hot coffee and eat.

My men will take care of the horses.

He's right , Murch. We won't have Harvey by killing ourselves.

Thank you very much, , Mrs. Buckley.

We must quickly find his trace.

Buckley made fun of us.

He must think we're dummies.

What's the matter?

Where are you going like this?

Come on!

Come on , old canasson!

Do you want our death?

Do you want to be a donkey? So take the trail of a donkey.

It doesn't matter if I kill myself ,

the pack will do it. Come on!

Murch!

I could have sworn to have seen a man up there.

A horse cannot ride there. Maybe a mule!

There is a trail.

A man couldn't do it.

I will make it. Come on , hue!

We take the trace of Harvey at the start of this track.

Come on , Marv!

Damn , you were right.

I will listen to you next time.

You have to get up. We have a long way to go.

Where would Aquila go after an attack?

Probably south ,

along the border to avoid the American army.

With many warriors ,

I would look for water.

Thinking of Coyote Springs?

We agree. Let's go!

It's too dark.

This new fabric is very bright.

It resists the sun.

It's pretty , but I want it thicker.

Oh? Hello , Mrs. Buckley.

- Miss Saunders? - Yes.

I was told I would find you here. I want to talk to you.

It's about Jim Harvey , if you are interested.

Of course yes. How is he?

He was with us yesterday. He was injured.

Seriously?

No , not too much. We gave him a horse.

You helped him escape. Why?

He needed help.

You were the only one Do not accuse him.

How could I? I didn't know if he was guilty or not.

I know so little about him.

He is in love with you. You must know it.

Fabric , Mrs. Buckley?

No thank you , Mrs. Clark. Not today.

I will tell you one thing who could help you.

My father had a store in Kansas.

One evening , there was a fight.

My father and another man have been killed.

They weren't sure ,

but they accused a boy who worked with us.

Dad had many friends.

I knew that a rope was waiting for this boy.

He swore he didn't kill them.

Outside , the lynchers were running everywhere with torches.

Was he guilty?

And I couldn't convince them.

I hid it and ran west.

I left everything behind , because I believed in him

and he needed me.

In all their life , few people will have experienced such love.

I have not regretted to have married Nick Buckley.

You knew he was innocent. Is Jim is?

Only you can decide.

Traces , Murch. The same little hoof.

What is he doing at Blandon?

Murch! Here is his trail. He's going south.

You fool!

He heads straight for Aquila.

Fill your bottles well , guys.

Don't shoot , sir!

I have nothing , but help yourself.

I'm a little nervous.

Normal when we meet facing a weapon.

Do you have water?

Slowly. I have little left.

Without dragging , you will be at the Rio Lobo this evening.

I'm going to go for it.

What's called what kind of horse?

I called him all kinds of names ,

but I changed my mind.

- Have you seen Indians? - Indians!

I hid all night. I hardly dared to breathe.

I held his snout to keep him calm.

- An army was going south. - Aquila!

What?

Surely a miracle let me be alive.

Thank you. I have to go on and catch up with Aquila.

With a 6-bullet weapon?

Mister , you don't miss not just water.

You are right.

Nothing but sand and alkali as far as the eye can see.

And Yaquis.

We will not follow him long.

We should disperse.

He will change direction to alkaline plains.

I will not fight alone against Yaquis.

We stay on this track.

You will not find water , there.

It's not very , but it will be enough to Coyote Springs.

I need cattle which I will pay later.

You know my land is good , Mr. Buckley.

And I'll have money soon.

For a credit the first year , I sign you

Ted! You are not with the pack.

I was , but they were arguing on the track to follow.

We followed him south near Coyote Springs.

The sheriff wanted to stay on the track.

The others wanted to disperse.

I had enough.

They will never have it with Yaquis on the territory.

They will be killed , one by one.

- Jim Harvey was arrested? - Not yet , ma'am.

Eight men to catch a vagabond!

- I'll have it all by myself. - Leave him!

If he runs away , he won't come back here.

I have to make sure.

We're going to live here , Laura.

When a man settles down , the law must prevail.

- That's why I go there. - I come with you.

It is crazy to go there.

I'm going , Lam.

You will need help.

I'm calling my men.

Coyote Springs!

You fool!

48 km to the water point.

No need to continue by this heat.

Let's go to the shade and wait for the night.

Stupid horse!

Rest!

A long way awaits us.

We won't get there , but you have to try.

Go , imbecile , dig!

Dig a grave for both of us.

I'm more stupid than when I was born.

Your weapon , Murch.

Gladly.

Thank you.

- You wouldn't let me die here. - I should.

I don't care about other ,

but I maintain my idea.

You will fill your stomach and run after me.

You made it fast.

All this time and your gourd is full.

I'm not smart. I was lucky.

My horse found water.

You have the best mule by Nick Buckley.

You don't do things by halves.

Escape , murder of an assistant , horse theft

Your horse is thirsty.

I never saw anything so beautiful.

I didn't kill your deputy , Murch. It's Tiger.

I didn't have a knife.

And to use it , I didn't have the cell key.

All this can serve your defense At your trial.

Procs?

I haven't had one. Why now?

The whole city wants to hang me and , it will be legal.

Damn it! I feel bad.

I had to drink this water too quickly.

Sick like a dog!

Go on your way. I will not follow you.

Even sitting on a fire , I could not move.

I go.

I take your horse to prevent you from boring me.

You have my two weapons.

I can't follow you without being armed.

Don't take my horse , Jim.

There are Yaquis everywhere.

I felt their dust.

Excellent news!

I have to see Aquila to clear me.

I want to wash my name. Will you tell Laura Saunders?

You have to hurry.

She is going to marry Lam Blandon and settle down here.

What a beautiful land!

I saw the traces of your horse on the bank.

- This is Blandon's land? - Yes , why?

- There is iron ore ... - Stop , Harvey!

Thank you very much , Marv.

He is not hurt. I keep it for the rope.

She is good!

What about horses?

You didn't follow the trail ,

but it's a good thing.

We have to get out of here. The Yaquis surround us.

We just saw an Aquila scout.

If that were your plan , Murch , hat!

Arise! I'm taking you to Borax.

Don't move , Murch. We're going to end it now.

Give me the rope.

If we did , we would not be there.

He was not your prisoner , you were hers.

I'm going to repeat myself.

He will have a trial , even if I have to shoot you.

Give me that rope.

We have two horses.

Mine is tired , the other is in good shape.

We're not going fast. We will spend the night by the bed.

Let's go. Aquila is headed this way.

They got Clem. He had almost succeeded.

There are 10 or 15 up there.

Another massacre in sight.

Remove the rope and give me a gun.

At five , we are not too many.

We are not five , Jim. We are only four!

How did they do it so quickly?

Aquila had to find the warrior you killed.

We're stuck. Why wait?

Like these nozzles , they have plenty of time.

That's wonderful even if they are cruel.

We learn a lot from animals.

- Have you ever seen an opossum? - What are you talking about?

We should tie your tongue too!

The possum is zero in combat.

When he's stuck , he goes to bed and plays dead.

Marv , suppose let’s go play dead.

Murch , shut him up!

Don't get mad , Marv. Aquila remains calm.

He knows that Coyote Springs is dry and that we follow it.

He could be quick , but he'd rather die slowly.

It's more fun.

After Marv , we will move forward to fall one after the other.

If Aquila thinks we're dead , it will come out uncovered.

It makes sense , Jim.

Don't be happy , we're still going to die.

But he will be very close and we will make him pay.

Murch , remove the rope and give me a weapon!

Come on , Marv. Go ahead!

After all? I am not crazy.

If Marv refuses , this old pooch may be successful.

This is not the moment to play with a horse.

It's worth a try.

I warn you , Harvey!

If you run away to your friend Aquila ,

I put a bullet in your head.

I have never seen this!

Aquila has a good place. Let's give him a show.

Aquila is mine , and alive.

He owes me answers.

We almost died Because of your grudge.

I didn't know you loved Indians.

You are going to die , Aquila , as we all.

Tell them first that I knew nothing about the attack!

Aquila is still alive. It will not be long.

Listen to him , Murch.

Not now!

Leave , he's dead.

Are you going , Marv?

My right arm is affected. No more bullets for me.

Both of us.

I would have liked to wash my name first.

- What is happening? - I do not know.

What if they change their minds?

What a magnificent view!

Surely my men. These devils knew it.

He will run away.

It will not go far.

And now , sh�rif?

I do not know.

I would have died without him , you too.

It's not the pack!

They are Nick Buckley and Lam Blandon.

They must be crazy to take a woman here.

You arrive on time.

I lost men. Hello , Miss.

Sheriff , does Jim ...

He is fine.

- He's with Aquila. - Aquila?

Aquila , you have to help me. I was your son's friend.

You're lying , white man.

Look , Aquila!

Tiger died while helping me.

If you don't speak , his mind will be angry.

Is Tiger dead?

Yes. That is true.

Died while helping Harvey to escape.

Harvey fooled you! Kill them , both!

Aquila , one of us betrayed his own.

- He sold you the carts. - Who was it?

Do you represent the law of whites?

- Yes. - I don't like your law.

I will join my son’s mind.

My son's friend says the truth.

C'tait ...

Don't move , Lam.

Sorry for not believing you.

Lam , why?

I am going to tell you.

It's silver ore , the jackpot!

Worth a fortune and Lam discovered it.

He wanted the land for him.

Stop , Murch!

The next will be as dead as this Indian.

Do not move!

Throw away your weapons!

He rushes straight to the Yaquis.

And on a thoroughbred!

Take Tumbleweed !

I will follow it as long as it is day.

It will take time to find our horses.

You're lucky , Harvey.

We saw what happened to Blandon. No need to stop.

I'm happy , Murch.

A scratch , nothing serious.

Your new life should not start with an injured horse.

You give it to me?

It is for both of you.

Thank you. You do not know...

I know this only too well.

Let me take care of you.

It's nothing.

I never saw a pony as fast.

If you had released , you would know. He is the best.

I thought it was a joke.

This proves that one should never judge on appearances.

No , sh�rif , we can't.

Don't worry about that.