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You're home, buddy.

Okay.

Thanks for the ride.

Tell me, what do you like doing better?

Pumping air or having somebody pump you?

How about you trying my hose, huh?

Who the hell are you?

Your tires are okay, Barry.

That'll be one dollar.

Thunder, my heart is filled with joy that you have come.

Welcome home, grandson of Night Eagle. I've come to take Sheila.

Sheila is already yours.

It is written in the stars.

The gods always intended this.

What's that?

They have decided to construct an observatory on Crows Hill and are

destroying the cemetery which is part of our sacred heritage.

They can't.

There's a treaty.

The land belongs to our tribe.

Yes, your grandfather signed that treaty a hundred years ago.

They do not care.

I went to them.

They did this to you?

Yes, you can see the wounds on my body, but not those to the soul.

Hey, Jack, ready?

All set.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

You wouldn't do what?

This is an Indian cemetery.

Really?

You know what?

That's all the more reason to do it.

You bastards want to play rough, huh?

All right, you ask for it.

Hey, what's going on?

Hey, Thomas.

What happened?

Some bastard jumped me. Where'd he disappear to?

He ran away scared.

Through there.

He's an Indian.

He'll be in the valley by now.

Sooner or later, I'll get that son of a bitch.

This is Sheriff Cook.

Let me speak to Dr. Rubin, please.

Art, it's Bill.

Listen, buddy, I got a tooth that's killing me. I haven't slept a wink all

night. Can you help me out?

That's great.

I'll be there on the dot.

Thanks.

What are you bothering me for, Frank?

There's an Indian sitting on the floor in the front room.

Says he won't leave till he talks to you.

Well, move his ass out of there. He says it's important business concerning the

President of the United States.

Hmm.

Yeah.

Look who's here.

You know him?

Yeah.

He's a pain in the ass. Get up.

Get up!

Who is he and what does he want?

Don't know, Sheriff.

You have to hang.

I'm Sheriff Cook.

You got a problem you want to discuss with me?

Yes, sir.

They shouldn't be building on the hill.

And why not?

Because it's Indian territory.

This treaty's proof.

The construction going on there is illegal and sacrilegious.

They're about to destroy the cemetery where my grandfather and all the members

of my tribe are buried. Listen, I got a fever Because I got a toothache so I'm

in no mood to talk about Indian treaties Why don't you take that paper down to

the bank?

Have them look at it.

They're financing the construction Now you're not gonna give me any trouble are

you This is a Friendly County here and I'd like to keep it that

way You don't want to mess with me now boy,

I'm not in the mood I Hope you got that

Yes, sir.

I understand.

I will take care of it.

That's what we're here for.

Thank you.

Who's on in town?

18, Sheriff.

One to 18.

What's your 10, 20?

I just had a call from the bank president.

The Indian's over there, and they want him out the premises.

Well, I want him out of the county, you got that?

All right on your feet I'm talking to you

Get up

first I want to talk to the bank director I'm telling you for the last

time redskin get up Turn

around

They should stay on their reservations

Now listen good.

Stay out of town, Indian.

I'm warning you.

If not, bang bang bang, Indian.

Look at here.

Yeah, I see him.

Hey, Tom, don't you have a score to settle with that Indian?

Hey, Bob, back her up. This time he's got nowhere to run.

How about we have some fun?

Yee-haw!

Okay, boys.

Let's play cowboys and eagles. Get a little closer so I can get this rope

around his neck.

Run,

you red bastard.

Run.

Get him, get him, get him.

Get out.

Don't worry, Injun. We're right behind you.

We ain't gonna let you away.

Keep it going, boy. You're running 20 miles an hour. What's the matter, Injun?

Getting tired?

Run!

Run!

Got him! He got him!

Just relax, and we'll pull you along.

Around in a circle, another Indian bites the dust.

Yeah, let it be a little dirt, it's good for him.

Okay, Bob, pull her up.

Here you go, engine.

So you won't hear yourself scream.

Go on, Tom. You get tired, I'll take over.

All right, you guys, that's enough.

Tom! What, you want to kill him? All right, all right.

Come on, get in.

Okay, Bill, I'll finish my rounds and come back in.

Ain't nothing going on here.

Over and out.

Hey, Barry, isn't that the engine?

Yeah.

That asshole didn't learn his lesson.

Frank, it's Barry.

Meet me at the corner 24th and 7th Avenue. Quick.

Over and out.

What are you gonna do?

Teach him another lesson.

Get a move on, boy.

I thought you were told to stay out of town.

I was beaten up by the construction workers, and I've come to report them.

Bullshit! You know what I think? I think you tried to get your rocks off with

that girl.

Only she didn't want you, because you stink so much.

With me, she doesn't have that problem, and we do it for hours.

And she loves it.

Mary, don't forget the sheriff said he didn't want any trouble.

Don't worry.

I only want to straighten him out.

Turn and face the wall.

I didn't do anything.

You hear what a son of a bitch said? He didn't do anything.

Turn and face the wall.

Take your hands off me.

One move and you're dead.

You're in big trouble now, kid.

You not only disobeyed an official warning, but you resisted arrest too.

And that's very, very bad.

All right.

Face the wall.

Spread your legs apart.

Wider. Wider.

Maybe we ought to call the sheriff.

Just leave this to me, Peter. I'll take care of him.

Your mother was a whore, so I guess she was too busy with her clients to give

you a name.

Give me the club.

What are you trying to do? Just bring him to the sheriff.

This bastard needs a good lesson.

Why don't you go back to the car?

Might be some calls coming in that's an order

Keep

moving Brad skin,

let's go around the corner.

It's cooler We give you a very good lesson

This is my friend Billy. You're gonna like him.

I benched that chick real good.

Next time I'm gonna carve my initials on her ass.

Stand up.

I didn't give you permission to bend over yet.

Put your head up. Now you listen to me and you do what I say.

You're gonna be queer by the time I'm through with you.

Get him!

Get that motherfucker!

Tension all cars a damn engine is back in town. He's broken into Jim's trading

post He's probably arm is dangerous around the whole west sector

We spotted him on Ferguson

Maybe you ought to go to the hospital. You think I'm going to sit around and

let the other guys have all the fun?

No way.

I don't want to catch that bastard.

all access to Maine.

in town, sector H6.

Calling all cars, calling all cars.

Concentrate on sector H6.

He's trying to get out of town.

Take it easy. Don't move. Help me.

Give me a hand.

Let's try to get him out.

Do something. He's on his back.

Easy. Easy. Easy now.

Stop. Stop.

Oh, Jesus. Go get the first aid kit.

I can't feel my legs.

You'll be all right. Hold still. I can't feel my legs.

Okay. Relax.

Oh, man.

You'll be all right.

Do something.

Help's on its way. Oh, shit.

We'll get you an ambulance.

What happened?

We found some kind of nut.

Robbery or murder?

He almost killed one of our men.

I'm Brian Sherman, TV reporter.

Wouldn't you like to be on TV?

This is Sheriff Cook.

I need a search plane.

To intercept a two-tone blue pickup proceeding west on I-89.

Thank you.

What are you going to do?

Did you see what he did to my brother?

He's dead from the waist down. Not to mention what he did to me and the

others. We'll get him, Barry.

He's turned the whole town upside down.

I said we'll get him, Barry, and stop shouting in my ear. What happened,

Sheriff? And who the hell are you?

Name's Sherman.

Brian Sherman.

Reporter. Reporter, huh? Mm-hmm. Get lost, buddy.

I said get lost, buddy.

Did you get that?

Loud and clear, Sheriff.

Good.

All right, let's get this heap out of here.

Come on, shake it.

I turn back, I'm running out of fuel. I'll keep on them as long as I can.

Okay, let's get on up there and let's get this thing over with. If you catch

that bastard, you just give him to me, okay, Bill?

Easy, Barry. Now, easy does it. You know what he did to my brother Frank?

Come on.

Let's split up Peter commerce get on over there take the right side around

come on get

Hold it.

This is him.

Come on.

I met this redhead the other night, man. She got him the size of watermelon. I

thought I was gonna suffocate at one point. Hey, listen, we ought to head

back. We're gonna be late. Okay, okay.

Hey, Sheriff, what's happening?

Nothing to worry about. We're looking for an Indian.

Indian?

Hey, you guys hear that?

You seen him?

No, but if you need any help, feel free to ask.

We know those hills inside and out.

Well, it's a free country. If you feel like helping the law, that's your

business. I just don't want any private warfare around here. You got that?

Yeah. I got you.

That's it. Come on.

Hey, wait for us.

uh um

Oh, cool.

Come out, you bastard.

Come out and take a breath.

Hey, Sheriff, we know a shorter way.

We'll go down there and catch him for you if you want.

Okay, but be careful. I think the sucker is nuts.

That ought to make it more interesting.

Come on, let's go.

Bill, that red mother isn't coming up.

Maybe you got him.

Of course I did.

But I didn't mean to kill him so quickly.

He must have surfaced somewhere along here. Unless he's turned into a fish.

Whether he's a fish or not, tonight he's going to be in a fire pan if he's lucky.

Nah, he's moving too much.

Can't get a clean shot.

Shit! He got away.

Don't sweat it. He won't get very far.

Sam, this is Chef Cook.

Hi, Bill. Send some more men up here, all right? They're on their way. Good.

Okay.

Don't look so damn unhappy, boys. We'll get him with a helicopter.

Okay. Now this is what I want you to do. Go on down to the left bank.

Peter? Peter, you stay up here and keep an eye on things. Got it?

Randy, you stick by the radio.

I think I'll turn in.

Hey, Jim!

Get on the radio! Call Sheriff!

There's never a dull moment around here. A cop car gets wrecked, and now this.

It's Thunder.

Who's Thunder?

Thunder is the son of the son of Night Eagle.

Night Eagle?

What's going on?

Who is this night eagle?

What's happening out there? You owe me $15.

Jesus Christ, look at this mess.

It can't be far.

Ain't nobody here.

Take another look around.

You two check over there.

Keep your eyes open. Fritz, you check there.

Where the hell is he?

It's out of the question. I can't be back tonight.

There's something going on here. I want to... Something really big.

Yeah.

Listen, I'll keep in touch. Bye.

Hey, Grandpa.

Wait up.

I don't know where you're going, but I would like to come with you.

Um, why... Why don't you tell me? We can go in my car.

Would you like that?

Huh?

I'm a reporter. I can help you.

If you're worried about the cops, no sweat.

I don't like them either.

Do not insist. This does not concern you.

Listen.

My father died a month before I was born. My mother was a laundry woman.

She was one-quarter Cherokee.

Doesn't that give us something in common?

Will you write the truth?

I will do something better for you.

I'll show everything on TV.

Deal? So, what's going on?

Barry, they're over here.

Oh, my God.

That engine's gone berserk. Untie them guys.

We got to kill that bastard as quick as we can. He's a wild animal.

My brother may not walk anymore.

I swear I'll kill that bastard. I swear it.

Come on.

Let's go.

If I don't turn this into a national issue, they're gonna kill that boy.

That's for certain.

Cops around here don't fool around.

You do not know Thunder.

He has his grandfather's blood in his veins. He was the last of the great

warrior chiefs.

We will have to leave the car here and go the rest of the way on foot.

We are here. You wait.

I'm going to the cemetery.

Thunder should be there.

What the heck is this?

It's an old Indian burial ground.

All this fuss for a couple of tunes?

I just had an idea how to catch that Indian.

Isn't it better to wait for the sheriff?

He's on his way up here.

He's an Indian.

Why should we wait? We can finish the job.

Can you hear me?

I'm burning your goddamn cemetery.

There's nothing you can do about it.

Come out, or you'll roast like a pig in that oven.

Who the hell is it?

An American citizen, that's who.

And who the hell are you?

Someone who just witnessed what you did.

I'm KPHO, reporter.

Hand it over.

On the double.

Give me that tape before I blow your head off.

You'll pay for that. Get lost.

You don't want witnesses around, do you?

Gramps, your style.

I declare this hill off limits to civilians.

I'll give you 30 seconds to disappear.

Here's a quote for you.

That crazy Indian will regret that he wasn't in the cemetery instead of that

old man.

The guy that you're chasing isn't crazy.

You're dealing with an Indian warrior.

Thunder is a Navajo, the product of generations of born fighters.

He knows every inch of these hills like the palm of his hand.

And he's a man fighting for a cause.

I told you to get lost.

The sheriff, he's here. I think you should go or you might get hurt.

Don't worry about me.

Let's hope the sheriff will be more sensible.

Come out, you ugly son of a bitch!

Let's see how brave you are, you bastard!

Come on out!

I have something to tell you.

So listen good.

I destroyed that cemetery.

And not only that, your friend, the old man, he burned to death inside that

cemetery.

Peter!

Isn't anybody around here?

Hank?

Is that you?

Oh, finally.

This is the third time I've called.

What?

Sure I'm still on vacation.

No, the trout aren't biting. But in compensation, I fished a nice story, a

big story.

A real bomb.

Hey, Hank, are you listening to me?

Christ, wake up.

Grab a notepad and start writing.

Hank, I'm not joking.

This is serious.

You got your pen?

Good. Now, don't interrupt me.

Dateline, Page, Arizona, March 26th.

Correspondent, Brian Sherman.

This morning, an Indian unburied the war hatchet.

Sheriff! Over here!

Get me Sam. On the double.

Sector 1 to Sam. Come in, Sam.

Hang tight, buddy.

I hear you, Sector 1. We'll get some help up here.

Sheriff, I got Sam.

Yeah.

Hello, Sam. This is Bill Cook.

Sorry to get you up this late at night, but I got myself a problem up here. That

damn Indian has decided to declare war in the United States of America.

He's wounded three of my deputies and scouted four civilians.

I need some of your men.

I need some dogs and I need some horses up here.

I'm up on Crow's Hill.

And while you're at it, call Cody and have him send up another chopper. Will

do, Bill.

Larry?

Hey, buddy, hang on.

We're getting some help up here. And we'll get that sucker first thing come

morning. Come on, give me a hand here. Okay.

The sheriff's name? The sheriff's name is Cook.

Bill Cook.

Right.

Okay, that's it for now.

You write a good piece and you'll win a Pulitzer.

You've got free reign.

And good luck.

Ah, listen.

That Indian has got to become a hero.

Right, I'll call you as soon as I've got some more news.

Okay?

Bye.

Same.

Yes, folks, I am still with you. Dancing Crow coming to you from his hideaway.

Who's Dancing Crow?

Hey, where you come from, man?

Dancing Crow's like an institution around here.

We don't know where he transmits from, but his show reaches over 200 miles.

You're kidding.

Now, if you've got a message, a request, or you want to dedicate a song to your

favorite friend, why, just call me Dancing Crow.

To Susie with the blue eyes from George, an old tune to remember the old times.

Congratulations, Susie. I heard you used to make a great apple pie, and that's

not all if GeorgeHead74 still remembers you.

Dancing Crow is listening, friend. What can I do for you?

Listen, Dancing Crow, I've got some real news to give you.

Not that mush that you hand out all night, you know.

An Indian, a young brave, is at this moment on a hill surrounded by a swarm

of police.

Now catch your drift, man.

Now you just leave it to me.

And believe me, my voice is heard everywhere.

And now you gotta do me a favor.

Don't call my show much.

Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.

So, I can count on you?

You sure can.

Fine.

Well, I hope that someday we can get together for a beer. If you're buying.

Thank you very much. My pleasure. Later.

It's on the house.

I like what you're trying to do for that break.

Charlie, take your men to this sector here.

This way we can cut the sucker off.

Okay, Bill.

You mean all this should hit the fan over some lousy Indian cemetery?

Yep. There's a change in our program today. It's going to be entirely

dedicated to Thunder, the Indian brave who at this very moment... ...is

representing all the oppressed people of this magnificent land.

Now, despite the fact... that he is being pursued by over 200 policemen and

volunteers. Commander Sheriff Bill Cook, thunder is still free.

And from reports we've been able to gather, it seems that these modern-day

General Custers are having a rough time of it. But it's our own Deputy Sheriff

Berry who really wins the stupidity prize.

Shut up, you asshole!

Harry, turn off that damn radio.

Turn it off or I'll smash it off. And leave it off.

Not you, honey.

They captured him yet? No, they haven't. But you know, if they do, the judge will

feel sorry and let him out in three months.

Yeah, you're right. We'll probably catch hell.

Just because we defended ourselves from some bastard Redskin.

We gotta do something.

I don't like the idea of that engine getting off so lightly after all he's

done to us.

Do you?

That's why I asked you here.

It's not that I don't trust the sheriff, but he's too busy worrying about getting

re-elected.

So that cuts him out now.

Plus this damn disc jockey and his journalists. They turned the guy into a

hero, the damn Indian.

I think we ought to find our own solution.

What do you have in mind?

Well, the guy's a real hothead, and that makes him vulnerable, sets him off

balance. All one has to do is provoke him.

We have to figure out a way to flush him out in the open.

That way, he'll make a perfect target.

And I think I know just the thing that'll do it.

Get him right where it hurts.

I want to know what it is.

You've got a free hand to do what you want. But you have to remember now to

catch the guy off guard and shoot to kill.

Don't worry.

We'll shoot that bastard down.

Like a dog.

I hope so.

And, uh, I don't want any nosy witnesses.

And, uh, this conversation never took place, you know what I mean?

Now you get him, you understand?

Leave it to me.

I'll bring you his scalp by sundown.

Here's what we need.

I just can't wait to shoot him down.

Holy cow, where'd you get this stuff, Tom?

You haven't seen anything.

Look what I got here.

Jeez, you get him with that, there'll be nothing left to bury.

Come on, let's go. I don't want to be late for the party.

Wow!

Let's go.

You know, it's all Barry's fault. If he hadn't roughed the guy up, he probably

would have calmed down.

You think so?

Yeah, positive.

In fact, to hell with this. Why do I have to risk my life because that dumb

pig screwed up?

One move and you're dead.

I have a message for your sheriff.

It's 10 o'clock, and it's Tuesday. A beautiful Tuesday to be riding free on

the prairie.

This is Dancing Crow, and as always, I'll be keeping you all company till the

last coyote howls at the moon.

Hang in there, boy.

The whole Indian nation is with you. And not only the Indian nation...

but all those who love this country and believe and believe in its ideals of

liberty and of justice.

I don't know you, boy.

I don't know who you are, and I don't know if you're even listening. But I

want you to know that I am not just speaking for myself.

I have received many calls by phone from common people for you.

Simple folk from boys.

Girls, young, old, white, black, redskins, and orientals. They're all

with you, and they all say the same thing.

Don't give in, Thunder.

All right. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Here we go.

Go, go, go, go.

All right.

Sheriff, chopper pilot said he saw something suspicious on the top west

side of the hill.

Don't worry about it.

Someone's coming. Look at that. Will you look at that? He's gonna make a

touchdown. Yeah, go get him, boy.

George,

what the hell happened to you?

Are you all right?

Yeah, I think so.

The Indian says he hasn't dug up the war hatchet yet. But if we don't get off the

hill, we're all gonna end up like Custer.

Did he say anything else?

He said he'll make the little bighorn look like a Boy Scout jamboree.

I think he means business, Sheriff. I think so, too.

Hey, you!

Fill it up.

The keys.

Give her the keys.

Go on, now. Pick it up.

I said pick it up.

Where is he?

Listen, bitch.

We want to know where Thunder is.

And I'm sure you know where he is.

Otherwise, what was your grandfather doing up on the hill?

Now, you tell me where he is. I won't hurt you.

You understand, you bitch?

Get

her

in the car.

Thank you.

Thunder, you're surrounded.

You better surrender while there's still time.

Surrender, Thunder. There's no escape.

Don't make it worse for yourself.

Everybody out.

Come on, bitch.

Get the guns, Jack. Okay.

Come on, bitch. Move.

that carried ASU to victory, who paid 3 to 10.

The Devils were on top, 15 to nothing.

Kansas State came to Sun Devil Stadium undefeated and with its best team in

years.

But the Big 8 Wildcats were no match. Let's go down. There's no engine around

here.

That puts Stanford in front 17 to 14 with only 49 ticks left on the clock.

That set the stage for one of the greatest finishes in ASU football

history.

You don't know these Indians.

They keep their traps shut.

But who knows?

Makers scream.

So that bastard will come out.

You heard the man.

Come on, scream.

I said scream.

I know how to open her mouth.

Hold her down.

Show the white man how an Indian fights.

There he is! Shoot the bastard!

Son of a bitch.

Sheriff, they spotted him. He's headed in our direction.

What was that explosion I heard?

That's thunder rolling in.

And I don't think there's any shelter from this storm, Sheriff.

Is that right?

One to 16.

16.

Sheriff.

What do you want?

According to our man the chopper, it seems the Indian's got a bazooka.

A what? A bazooka?

Where the hell did he get a bazooka?

Thunder, the whole country is talking about you and your coals. Up until now,

you have been lucky.

But now maybe the time has come for you to cool it.

Don't do anything dumb, boy. The game is getting rough.

I do realize you've been forced to defend yourself, but the time has come

for you to stop.

Stop before they kill you or force you to take more lives.

If you're listening to me, boy, think about what I said.

It's the advice of a friend, a real friend.

Now, what do you want to do?

Take on the whole country single-handedly?

Calling the base. The Indian has stolen a bulldozer and is headed right into

town. Over.

The guy's nuts.

There's the number one.

Get me a chopper over here right away.

Sheriff, you're on.

Yep. Yep. All units, listen up. This is number one.

This is number one.

I'm on my way in. I want you to listen to me very carefully.

There's a crazy man on his way into town.

I don't care what y'all have to do. I want the man stopped.

Did you hear that? I want him stopped.

We're on our way in.

This is number one. Out.

Let's go.

Thanks.

Then he got through.

Look at that.

your positions.

Now move!

Take your clothes off quick.

My grandpa is an Indian.

Where is he inside the bank?

All right, everybody stays back everybody way back

Where is he?

He's in there, roasting like a piggy. Oh, damn it, now you listen to me, boy.

It's been three long days since we all kind of took it out.

And I'll ask you a question.

Where is he?

That's him, Sheriff.

Honest.

I saw him burning when I came in here.

Tell you what.

I don't see nothing there.

And if I don't see nothing there... You don't see nothing there.

Doesn't that make sense?

Whatever you say, Sheriff.

Any word for the press, Sheriff?

I don't think I have a whole lot to say.