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[ominous music]

[exciting music]
[whip cracking]

[upbeat guitar music]

[somber guitar music]

[hawk screeching]

[somber guitar music]

[Man Voiceover] My grandfather
told me when I was a kid

he could listen to the
coyotes howling at night.

He could see the herd
of buffaloes pass by.

He was taught that the
gods were the thunder,

the sun and the rain.

That the land was for everyone.

But when the white men arrived,

this became a disaster.

My mother was a
Chiricaguan Indian

and that's where my
nickname came from.

Chiricahua.

My dad was a missionary
who came to Santa Fe

in New Mexico

supposedly to turn the
Indians into Christians.

[huffing]

And to make the matters worse,

my father had the bad idea

of knocking up the
Chief's daughter, my mom.

My grandpa did not take
long turn him into a martyr.

No! No!

No, don't kill me, I beg you!

No!

No, don't kill me!
[thudding]

[Chiricahua Voiceover] Being
half Indian and half Mexican

has its advantages.

With the Apaches, I'm okay.

I get them some things, like
guns, and they respect us,

to me and the Mexican family
with whom I work as a cowboy.

But the Indians are
more violent than ever.

Wagons full of pale faces
keep arriving from far east.

Now, I just heard that we
are not Mexicans anymore.

That the Yankees already
own half of Mexico.

Now the situation
is getting rough.

[ominous music]

[horses huffing]

[gasping]

[suspenseful music]

Calm down.

It would've been
easier if you had sold.

If you had moved.

Hang him up.

[thudding]

Rope him up!

[groaning]

[laughing]

[foreboding music]

[laughing]

[somber guitar music]
[cows mooing]

Jacinto,

check how many cows
went down to the water.

Yeah, pa.

Chiricahua.

Morning, Don Joaquin.

How many did you get?

Not too much.

Most of the cowboys
are heading west, boss.

They say here's a lot
of gold over there.

If we can not get
anymore cowboys,

we're gonna have to go
and do it ourselves.

But that cattle has to
be in Kansas this month.

It's dangerous, Don Joaquin.

There's a lot of cow
snatchers over there.

And the Indians are very upset.

That's why we're taking
you with us, Chiricahua.

Okay, Don Joaquin.

With the Apaches on this side
of Texas, we have no problems.

They are friends.

But the Comanches
beyond the north,

they're very cruel.

Even hate their mothers.

[cows mooing]

Hey, Papa, I
need to go to town.

Who can take me right now?

You, Chiricahua,
you can take her.

Of course, Don Joaquin.

Anything you say.

Hey, wait, I'm going with you.

Jacinto, we're
not done here yet.

Come on, Dad, I need
to buy some things.

All right.

You're such a pain in the ass.

Don't worry, Don Joaquin,

we'll be back very soon.

All right, take care.

[pleasant guitar music]

Be right back, I'm
going with Don Pancho.

I'm going for some things.

Okay, I'll wait for you here.

Good morning, Don
Pancho, how are you?

Juanita, how you been?

You look very nice today.

What do you need?

This is the list, I hope
you can read my writing.

Oh, it'll be ready
in a minute, yeah.

That's fine.

[wind howling]

[Chiricahua Voiceover]
This county of San Marcos

has always been a
very quiet place.

I remember when
my grandpa told me

that the wind not always
blow in the same direction

and now I get it.

You can start to feel
an air of tragedy.

[foreboding music]

Come on.

[wind howling]

Hi, my name is Jacinto.

Hi, my name is Ellie.

Are you a newcomer?

Yes.
I had not seen you before.

My family and I
recently arrived here.

Where do you come from?

From New York.

Wow!

That's not very similar to this.

I don't know.

Hey, would you like
to have a soda with me?

I'm sorry but my brothers
are waiting for me.

But, I...

[somber music]

It's Don Laureano.

[somber music]

[sighing]

[Chiricahua
Voiceover] Son of bitch.

They killed Don Laureano.

This will be like a kick in
the balls to Don Joaquin.

He was his compadre
and his best friend.

Here you go, Juanita.

Thank you, Don Pancho.

Please put it on my tab.
I will, of course.

[menacing music]

This little
pretty Mexican girl,

she's not bad at all.

What's your name, precious?

Where you from?

Hey, I'm talking to you!

Will you please take
your hands off of me?

Hey, it's okay.

We just want to
know you, pretty.

They say Mexican
girls kiss pretty well.

[laughing]

Let's see.

Hey, you leave her alone.
[ominous music]

You keep out of this, old man,

or we'll burn your
fucking store down.

[ominous music]

[whimpering]

No!

[ominous music]

We don't want any problems.

Just leave her.

Get out of here.

[laughing]

This fucker has big balls.

He surely is the
boyfriend of this mamacita.

It's your boyfriend, mamacita?

What you need is a real man.

[groaning]

[thudding]

[ominous music]

[groaning]

[grunting]

No!

Chiricahu, no, don't do it!

Mamacita saved you.

[ominous music]

Jacinto, where
the fuck is Jacinto?

What happened?

We'll explain later, move it!

[eerie music]

[groaning]

[Chiricahua] Yah! Yah!

Fuck!

[cathedral bell ringing]

[dramatic music]

It's so painful what
happened with Laureano.

They say he was killed
for assaulting them.

Nobody knows that yet.

Let's see,

if they had wanted
to assault him,

they would've shot him
right then and there.

Why did they hang him?

For Christ sake,

this is not an appropriate
topic for the dinner table.

I have heard that Texans

want to get all Mexicans
out of the state.

Maybe it could've been that.

Can they do that, Dad?

Of course not, son, but
we must be very careful.

All kinds of people are
coming to this state.

By the way,

what happened yesterday in
the store of Don Pancho?

What happened?

Nothing, Papa.

Just two gringos that
were getting aggressive

but Chiricahua knew
how to control them.

Nothing happened.

Who we should help is
Marta and her daughters.

[dramatic piano music]

Martha.

Martha, you're gonna
need help at the farm.

I can recommend a good foreman.

I really don't know
what's going to happen.

Without Laureano, things are
going to be very difficult.

There is already someone

who has made us an
offer for the ranch.

What do you mean an offer?

When?

Some days ago.

They talked to Laureano.

How strange.

He didn't tell me anything.

He did not want
to talk about it.

You know, when I tried to talk
about it even he got upset.

[cows mooing]

Good morning, Ramon.

We're dismayed
because of the death

of my compadre, Laureano.

Man, I know.

It was a terrible thing.

Do you know something?

Who could have done it and why?

Nothing, Don Joaquin.

Maybe it was a robbery.

Laureano was very appreciated
all over the county.

Everyone loved him

and if they killed him,
it wasn't for stealing,

at least by no on from here.

I agree with you, Don Joaquin,

and by the way they did it,

I'm sure there were many
of them, not just one.

May I?

I have something to say.

The day they brought Don
Laureano's body back,

I saw something,
something strange.

His boots and his
clothes were muddy.

There has been no
rain these days.

What was Don Laureano
doing in the mud?

I think someone was chasing,
chasing him in the mud.

Something else I noticed.

He had a stain on his
brand new white shirt

but it was different
from the others.

It was like a coffee stain
but it wasn't coffee.

It was tobacco.

Don Laureano didn't
use chewing tobacco.

[pleasant guitar music]

Hey, Ellie, how are you?

Jacinto, right?

You remember me.

Do you live nearby?

Yes, behind those hills.

And you?

Over there, on that side.

Can I ride with you?

Of course.

Even though you're
from New York,

you don't ride that badly.

And you, despite being
Mexican, you're very civilized.

Excuse me?

What do you mean, "civilized?"

How do you see us in New York?

I'm sorry, that was very rude.

But there, the idea of
Mexican is a rustler,

a bandit, a robber.

I'm sorry, I am.

I didn't want to tell you

but the reason I approached
you was just for that,

to get you!

Oh yeah?

But you must catch me first.

Yah, go, yah!

[pleasant guitar music]

[hooves clattering]

Be calm, Ellie.

No, you be calm.

Those are my brothers.

[sighing]

Where were you, Ellie?

Father was looking for you.

Just went out for
a ride, brother.

Who is he?

Just a...

Just a friend.

A friend?

[ominous music]

Fuck!

[gunshot booming]

Bill, what are you doing?!

[groaning]

He was with the Indian
that day they attacked us!

[ominous music]

[eerie music]

Jacinto.

Jacinto!

Don Joaquin!

Don Joaquin!

[suspenseful music]

Jacinto!

Jacinto!

Whoa.

Whoa.

Easy.

[suspenseful music]

Jacinto.

Help me get him in
the house, come on.

[groaning]

[Doctor] The bullet just
passed through his shoulder.

He's going to be all
right, don't worry.

Who could have
done this to him?

I don't know but they're
going to pay for it.

What's happening here?

This was a quiet place.

[somber guitar music]

Father, could you please
tell your crazy son over here

not to shoot people
for no reason?!

My sister, we are
in the wild, wild west

and that little friend
of yours I shot,

together with a damned
Indian and a Mexican bitch,

tried to kill us.

Right, brother?

That's right, Dad.

We didn't do nothing'.

Just like her mother.

And you two, pair of leaches.

Your sister was right.

I won't allow anymore
bullshit like this right here!

We have big business to realize

and I won't permit nothin'
that will muck it all up!

That goes for you two.

Tomorrow I will visit
Iturralde's widow.

What if she doesn't sell?

The bitch will sell.

Mmmm.

[groaning]

Don't move, my son.

Jacinto,

tell me what happened.

I was riding,
then I found Ellie

on the road to Santa Lucia.

Ellie?

Who's Ellie?

She's a friend I met in town.

We had to stop.

Some guys were blocking
the middle of the road.

They were her brothers.
[ominous music]

What?

Ellie told them not to shoot.

That's all I remember.

But why did they shoot you?

I don't know.

Maybe they were confused.

[wind howling]

Howdy, half brother.

Howdy, Filthy.

What're you doing down here?

You surely have a problem,
that's why you came down here.

That's right.

You know why we came here.

Now the army's
getting in our way.

Things are getting much worse.

Jeronimo, Colchis and Indian
Victoria have reunited.

They will create a tribes union.

We need more weapons.

Okay, I'm going to
look for the smuggler.

I will bring them to you.

Do you have cash?

Of course we do.

We have a whole lot of
buffalo furs as well

and gold we stole from
miners in California.

Okay.

Say hello to La Raza.

Okay.

We will see you soon.

[somber guitar music]

[groaning]

Miss Iturralde.

Good morning, I'm
Charles McKenzie.

I'm real sorry what
happened to your husband.

I'm sure he was a great
man and a loving father.

Thank you, Mr. McKenzie.

Are you the person interested
in buying the ranch?

Indeed, ma'am.

You husband and I, we had
a conversation about it.

Unfortunately, we had
a disagreement on it.

Will you please come in?

Indeed, ma'am.

Something to drink, sir?

Thank you, ma'am,
but I'm fine.

I wonder if your
husband told you

something about the proposal.

We talked about it a
full afternoon, we did.

He told me something about it.

But tell me, Mr. McKenzie,

why are you so interested
in buying the ranch?

We have a very big
company, all right?

The headquarters
are in New York City

and we are now in
an expansion process

and incorporation of
Texas to the U.S.,

well that gives
us opportunities.

We wanna join the Pacific with
the Atlantic by the railroad.

Does any of this make any sense?

This zone is very
important to us

and your place is
not the only property

we are wishing to buy.

There are more, all right?

My grandparents are
buried in this place.

My parents.

My husband's parents

and now he is
buried here as well.

Here are all my roots.

Here I have all my history.

Now I have no place else to go.

Just think about it, ma'am.

We made a good proposal.

Your daughters and you
could move to a better

and more peaceful place.

I'm talking about the
rest of your lives.

I will think about
it, Mr. McKenzie.

Well, I have to
thank you, ma'am.

Excuse me, have a nice day.

[ominous music]

Well.

Huh?

There must be some other
way to convince that widow.

[foreboding music]

Good morning.

Is this the Villarreal's ranch?

Yes it is, señorita.

How may I help you?

Sorry, I'm Ellie.

I'm a good friend of Jacinto.

Just came to see how he was

and brought him some cookies.

Sure, may I help you down?

You have a visitor?

Visit?

From who?

Oh shit.

Oh, hey!

What?

What're you doing?
I'm combing you.

Can't you see that?

Your hair looks like crap.
Stop it.

Please!

Hey.

You need to listen to me

and listen to me well.

The sister of the guys

with whom I had a fight
with at the store,

she's right outside.

Be careful,

okay?

Okay.

Okay.

May I?

Ellie.

Good to see you, come in.

[pleasant guitar music]

How are you?

Please, sit down.

Jacinto,

I'm really sorry about what
happened with my brothers.

It was a misunderstanding.

They didn't want to do it, so--

Relax, it's okay.

Fortunately, your
brother is a bad shot.

Besides, being from New York,
you don't ride that badly.

[Ellie] Mmmmm.

You can't go in.

Excuse me?

What?

Jacinto has company.

Company from who?

From a girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

Jacinto doesn't
have a girlfriend.

Yes he does.

Her name is Ellie.

And she brought cookies.

Come on, girls, I don't
want you to stay here alone.

Why are we going
to town, Mama?

Your father left
unfinished business

and I have to send a
telegram to Chicago.

Let's go.

[cows mooing]

We hate this place, Mama.

I understand, sweetie.

I feel like everybody hates
us just because we're Mexican.

That's true.

Now some workers believe
that they're the bosses now.

I don't know why that is.

One worker told me, "Now
that you live in my country,

"you do it this way now."

Don't worry.

You will get used to it.

I wanna live somewhere else.

But where?

I don't know where.

Like Boston,

Philadelphia, somewhere
with more people.

Here, this is what
I wanna dedicate to.

Fashion designer, right here.

This is what I want to do.

I don't want to stay here
husking corn or making cheeses.

[laughing]

What about you, Elena?

What do you want to do?

Me, I want to marry
a rich millionaire.

To never work again
a day in my life.

[giggling]

Okay, if that
is what you want.

We're moving to the east.

We're going to sell everything
and start a whole new life.

Uh huh.

There I will meet
my prince charming.

Yah! Yah!

[ominous music]

We will have to have
a farewell party for us.

We will invite the whole town.

We are still in mourning,
dears, don't forget.

Yes, Mama.

[gasping]

[sinister music]

[grunting]

[whimpering]

[yelling]

[crying]

No!

[whimpering]

[thudding]

[ominous music]

[whimpering]

[crying]

Help me, please!

[ominous music]

[thudding]

[groaning]

[gunshot booming]

[thudding]

[wind howling]

[groaning]

[dramatic music]

I...

Must...

[Daughter] Mama!

[crying]

Elena!

No!

No, no, no!

Oh God.

[crying]

Oh my God.

[crying]

Wait here.

Senora Iturralde,
it's me, Ramon.

[Marta] Come in.

[crying]

Senora,

I'm so very sorry.

What did we do
to deserve this?

Whoever done it,

we're going to catch them.

Because, you see,
I'm a man of my word.

You see their faces?
[ominous music]

Indians.

They were Indians.

[snoring]

Collin!

Wake up, let's go!

What?

Oh yes, oh sorry, boss.

Hello there.

Miss Villarreal.

At your service.

Hola.

[crying]

Martha, what happened?

[crying]

[dramatic piano music]

[Juanita] Anna.

I want to die.

Don't say that.

[crying]

Accord to Miss Iturralde,

there were four or five
Indians who attacked them.

This happened just
after leaving the ranch

on their way to town.

They must be near.

Let's go find them
and hang them.

Ain't that what we're here for?

I'm sure they're
trying to escape

through the mountain range.

I need volunteers to go up
there and drag them out.

[somber harmonica music]

You count me in.

I'm going too.

Me too.

Don't you think all
this is very strange?

Indians have never
attacked our women before.

They have always
respected the agreement.

But now the Indians
are really pissed off.

The whites are
stealing their lands.

You think it's Chiricahua?

[somber guitar music]

We're losing time.

The longer we take, the
further they're gonna get away.

Let's go get 'em.

I hope you're not going to
commit an injustice, Ramon.

[exciting beat music]

Yah!

Chiricahua, what're
you doing here?

What did you do after
I saw you yesterday?

What are you talking about?

We were with the buyers.

We sold them a lot
of quality furs.

What is it?

They're coming for you.

Why are they coming for us?

Three white women
were raped yesterday.

They say they were Indians.

And there are no more
Indians around here but you.

You better get the hell
out of here right now!

Too late, they are coming now!

[somber guitar music]

Look!

You stay here.

I'll go talk with them.

Chiricahua, what the
fuck are you doing here?

He done told them that
we were coming from him.

Just remember,
he's an Indian too.

[Chiricahua]
They didn't do it!

And how the fuck
do you know that?

Because they were
with me yesterday.

Oh yeah, so you
could've been with them

when they attacked the women.

Don't say shit, Samuel.

We know each other.

An Indian is an Indian.

He always will be.

[Ramon] You tell
them to give up.

Only if you give them your
word you won't hurt them.

Okay.

[thudding]

[ominous music]

Samuel, what the hell was that?!

Go get them.

You better drop them guns.

Let's kill 'em here,
once and for all.

No!

Why not?!

They did it!

I'm sure of it!

[gun clicking]

You shoot them and you'll die.

We're going to take them to town

and they're going to
have a fair trial.

[groaning]

Good afternoon, Don Joaquin.

[Joaquin] Good
afternoon, Ramon.

How can you be so
sure that they did it?

They were in the same
areas where the crime accord.

Oh yeah?

That doesn't mean anything.

They came to visit me yesterday.

You know people
want revenge, Ramon.

I hope you don't do
something stupid.

[somber guitar music]

We must find the
Indians who did this.

I'll go to where
they were attacked.

Until then, I'll
visit the Iturralde's.

[somber guitar music]

That fucking
Indian owes me one.

Cool it, brother.

Remember what father told us.

No scandals.

Okay.

Okay.

Everything's gonna be
perfect, little brother.

As soon as they lock up
those Indians, it's all over.

That's right.

It gets even better.

I heard they won't
even wait for a trial.

They'll hang 'em before that.

[laughing]

God loves us, little brother.

Amen.

[laughing]

But listen,

after this, the widow
will surely sell.

Yeah and before they leave,

I'd like to give another
surprise to the daughter.

Me, the other one.

[laughing]

Marta, they caught some
Indians and imprisoned them.

The people want to lynch them.

but we can't let another
injustice take place.

I know this is a
nightmare for you

but we need you
to identify them.

All the tragedy that's
happening in our community,

in particular with
the Iturralde family,

it's because we have strayed
from the path of God.

Much like a lamb
leaves the flock,

we have let the devil inside
our house like a plague.

Those Indians

really are

innocents.

It's Satan using
them as instruments

and the only way

to free this family
from the curse

is to get closer to the church.

Sharing their wealth to
make the church greater

and God will be

grateful.

[groaning]

Well.

[somber guitar music]

What's going on?

What the hell do you want?

Justice.

I'm writing this here letter.

I'm requesting a
judge to San Antonio

to make sure these
Indians get a fair trial.

So why don't you get
the hell out of here

before I lock you all up?!

[thudding]

[ominous music]
Hey!

Please, sit.

[door creaking]

Let's go.

I said, let's go!

No!

[thudding]

[ominous music]

Whoa!

What's wrong, Chiri?

I need a talk with
you, Don Joaquin.

Ladies, I'll be right back.

What did you find?

They weren't
attacked by Indians.

What?

All the horses on the
scene had horse shoes.

No Indian rides a
horse with horse shoes.

They only ride wild
horses, no saddle,

bare hooves.

Follow me.

Marta, could you see
any of the attackers?

Did you see their faces?

What did they look like?

No, no.

Everything happened so fast.

And they had their
faces covered.

[foreboding music]

Marta, they weren't Indians.

What?

They weren't Indians.

They were white men
disguised as Indians.

But how do you know that?

Chiricahua went back to
the place where it happened

and found tracks that
now we know for sure.

But if they weren't Indians,

who'd want to do
something like this

and why?!

[ominous music]

I heard what all
of you were saying.

The Indian that attacked me,

his face was covered
with a cloth.

I could see his eyes.

They were as blue as the sky.

Was he Indian, no!

[menacing music]

[upbeat guitar music]

On your knees.

Kneel!

Kneel!

Ramon, what happened here?!

He took them!

Where?

To the Encinos!

Let's go, Chiricahua!

[ominous music]

Stand up.

[groaning]

[dramatic music]

[gagging]

Let them go!

Mm-mmm.

[gunshot booming]

Let him down!

Let him down!

[groaning]

[gunshot booming]

Thank you, half blood,
you saved our lives.

Don't come back
here right now.

Things are getting
very ugly around here.

[ominous music]

[upbeat guitar music]

[horse neighing]

[ominous music]

How could they not hang
those goddamn Indians?

It was a Chiricahua
that saved them.

We shoulda killed them
in the store the other day.

You worthless fools!

You should just be grateful
he didn't kill you.

He got lucky, Dad.

[laughing]

Lucky?

This is one of the
wells we discovered.

We found it last week.

The first one we
found over there,

so if we triangulate,

beneath these spots, we'll
find thousands of barrels.

We also searched
behind those hills

and the bushes over there look
like the bushes over here,

which means we have
a pretty good chance

of being in the right area.

I think we'll find what
we're looking for here.

So whose property is that?

That's the Villarreals.

[ominous beat music]

[Chiricahua Voiceover] How
odd the Yankees are interested

in this smelly thing.

My ancestors used it
to seal their canoes

and to heal their wounds.

What do they want it for?

[somber plucking tune]

Ellie?

Jacinto, what're
you doing here?

How did you get in?

The door was open.

Come in.

What are you doing here?

I'm repaying the visit.

But I didn't bring
you any cookies.

[giggling]

Don't worry about it.

And how are you?

Much better.

Only a few more
days to take it off.

Wow.

What a lovely house.

Thank you.

It's the furniture
that my mom bought

before she died in New York.

And my dad wanted to
bring them all here.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I miss her.

And what did you do with your
boyfriend back in New York?

I didn't have a
boyfriend in New York.

I don't believe that.

A woman as beautiful as you

I imagine had many
suitors pursuing her.

Maybe.

But I think my brothers
scared them all away.

Mm-hmm.

Tell me about it.

You know, I think
that they're protective.

They look after me.

I know.

[groaning]

Can I see?

Yeah.

[groaning]

[foreboding music]

[pleasant guitar music]

[foreboding music]

[pleasant guitar music]

[ominous music]

[gasping]

What?

I heard a noise!

It's my brothers!

What?!

They're coming this way!

[ominous music]

It's been a long-ass day, huh?

Here, come on.

[yelping]

[ominous music]

Did you hear that?

No, I didn't.

[foreboding music]

Ellie?

Are you okay?

I thought I heard something.

Like a bang.

[Ellie] Maybe I hit
myself with a stool.

So why you laying
down so early?

Billy, girl stuff, go away!

Get out of here.

Okay.

Jeez.

[ominous music]

It was Ellie.

She's not feeling well.

What's going on?

You know, girl problems.

Girl stuff?

What's that?

Don't be stupid now, Jimmy!

This?

Is this yours, Billy?

[ominous music]

[door thudding]

Mmmm.

[suspenseful tempo music]

Hey, come on.

There's a door out front.

If you take it, it
leads to the kitchen.

Let's go!

[suspenseful tempo music]

Damn it.

[Ellie] Julia,
come here, please.

Coming, Miss Ellie.

[suspenseful tempo music]

Ellie!

What is this, here?!

What are you saying, Bill?

That you think I'm
hiding someone?

Aye!

[ominous music]

[sighing]

[somber harmonica music]

[Chiri] Good
evening, Professor.

Hello, Chiri.

Sit down, please.

[Chiri] Thank you.

[Professor] So, are
you ready to study now?

Well I...

Well I...

Real soon.

I wanted to ask you something.

Tell me.

What's the name
of that black thing

that comes from the grounds
there on our fields?

The one they fix
wagons and canoes with.

Oil.

Crude oil.

That's the one.

Hold on.

Ah, yes.

There's the one.

Read this, please.

A....

A...

A...

You know very well
that I cannot read.

And why is that?

Because I never went to class.

Well, tell me what
you need to know.

Why is this oil so valuable
that the Yankees fight?

Well,

here it says that
"Oil, once distilled,

"creates another type of oil
that can be used as lamp fuel."

Here's something interesting.

"Recently,

"a machine called internal
combustion was invented,

"which will use oil as fuel.

"This invention
will soon replace

"the steam-powered
machines we know."

My dear Chiri,

these machines will
revolutionize the whole world

and oil will be essential
for this to happen.

[knocking]

Come in.

Good day, Don Joaquin.

What's up?

What's the news?

Have a seat.

In the morning I saw
these new neighbors,

the McKenzie's,

got into the Iturraldes' farm.

The McKenzie's?

The ones who want to buy the
farm from Marta Iturralde?

That's the one.

What were they doing there?

I asked the same question.

And it turns out what they
want from the Iturraldes' farm,

it ain't the
livestock or the land.

It's what comes from the ground.

What's that?

That black stuff that
kills our grass, our animals

and poisons the water we drink.

You mean oil.

That's it.

How do you know that?

Because I followed them.

I heard them talk about it.

They were talking
about thousands and
thousands of barrels.

They were talking about money

and I learned from the professor

that this thing is
gonna be worth a lot.

One more thing,

I'm sure the
McKenzie's are the ones

who killed Don Laureano
and raped his family,

his two daughters,
the poor things.

I've been thinking
the same thing.

But I don't really
wanna cause any trouble

until I'm sure I
know all the facts.

Call Jacinto, please.

Mm-hmm.

[Jacinto] What's up, Dad?

Sit down, my son.

I know you've been seeing
Charles McKenzie's daughter

and I want you to
stop seeing her.

But why?

Charles McKenzie and his
boys are dangerous people.

And, remember, they
almost killed you.

But that was an accident.

They're capable of anything

and I'm quite certain that
they killed your uncle Laureano

and are responsible
for the attack

of Marta and her daughters.

But how do you
know it was them?!

Jacinto, listen
to what I'm saying!

I don't want you to
see that girl anymore!

Do you understand?!

Jacinto!

Get back here!

[Jacinto] No!

You want me to talk to him?

Maybe he will listen.

All right.

Wait here.

Where are you going?

See the farm.

It's going to be ours, isn't it?

[snickering]

[crickets chirping]

[menacing music]

Who are you?

What do you want?!

I'm Bill.

Bill McKenzie.

We're the ones who
are buying your farm.

Please, get out of here.

[ominous music]

Have a nice day.

[ominous music]

[laughing]

I hadn't realized how pretty
Miss Iturralde's daughter is.

I saw her back there.
Yeah?

I think she loves me.

[laughing]

Miss Iturralde,

I know it's not the best
time after what happened but

it's such a horrible
thing, I'm deeply sorry.

Mr. McKenzie,

I am willing to sell
everything to you.

The only thing we want is
for you to leave this town.

Well, if you don't mind,

I'll bring the contract
by later today.

Excuse me.

[sinister music]

Don't be stupid, Bill.

Not here.

Good evening.

I'm Joaquin Villarreal.

Good evening, Mr. Villarreal.

I didn't have the pleasure.

I'm Mr. McKenzie.

These are my sons,
Bill and Jimmy.

He is Chiricahua, my foreman.

I've learned that you
are interested in buying

Miss Iturralde's hacienda.

We've reached
an understanding.

For her benefit, of course.

It's a shame this
understanding came

after the death of my
friend, Laureano Iturralde,

and the unfortunate attack
on his wife and daughters.

Yes, I was told.

I heard this was a
wild and violent area.

Exactly, Mr. McKenzie.

This was a quiet town

until certain kinds
of settlers arrived

and turned it into a hellhole.

By the way,

I'm sure you know my son got
shot by one of your boys.

That was a terrible
mistake, friend.

They thought they were
protecting their younger sister.

I understand, Mr. McKenzie.

I suggest you keep an
eye on your daughter.

There's a band of rapists
dressed like Indians

and we're hot on their trail.

And I'm going to be there
when they hang them.

Well thank you for
warning me, Mr. Villarreal.

We will be careful.

[foreboding music]

Pow.

Ellie, if your
brothers had found me

in your house that day,

what would they
have done with me?

I don't know, Jacinto.

Would they have killed me?

Of course not.

If you're saying this

because of the
misunderstanding the other day,

I told you it was an accident.

There've been a lot of
strange things going on here.

And what are you saying?

That my family had
to do with that?

My dad thinks so.

Wait, of course I
don't believe him.

And if they are, I don't care.

I love you.

Jacinto, I think I'm pregnant.

[ominous music]

What?

Marta, I'm sure the
McKenzie's are involved

with everything that
has happened here.

I don't care!

I want to get out of here!

We can't let them
get away with this!

Understand, Joaquin!

I beg of you!

My daughters are terrified!

For them, this has been a
nightmare and staying here,

it would be like living
a nightmare every day.

Please understand for me.

My daughters are so scared

that they don't even
want to leave the house.

Did you know that?

No, Joaquin.

We are leaving!

[somber guitar music]

We're going to miss
you a lot, Juanita.

I'm going to miss you too.

Take care, Marta.

[pleasant guitar music]

I want to go, yeah.

Rafa, he wants to go with you.

[Rafa] Well, come on!

Yeah.

Thank you.

[pleasant guitar music]

Be careful.

[groaning]

There you are.

[pleasant guitar music]

Rafa, we leave.

We will.

We will take the family,
then we will come home.

Muah!

That's right.

That's right, let's go.

That's a fine guy.

We'll have to do this more.

Yes.

[Chiricahua
Voiceover] Finally,

the McKenzie's got their way

and I'm sure they
won't stop there.

Come on.

Keep moving.

[Chiricahua Voiceover] These
people, they have no limits.

How exciting, Mom.

Finally, we're moving
to civilization.

That's right,
darlings, are you happy?

Of course, Mom, we needed it.

Yes, Mom, a lot.

[ominous music]

What's happening?

What now?

Calm down.

[foreboding music]

[gunshot booming]

[yelling]

[Anna] What's going on, Mom?

[groaning]
You go!

You go now!

Far away!

You go!

Go!

[ominous music]

[gunshot booming]

[dramatic music]

[gasping]

[Chiricahua Voiceover]
Not one day had passed

of taking over the hacienda

when the McKenzie's had already
started drilling for oil.

McKenzie was a smart man.

He immediately got involved
with the governor of Texas.

A so-called J.W. Henderson.

He gave him a lot of
money for his campaign.

He had the whole
thing in his hand.

Even made him build the railroad
tracks next to his land.

And if that wasn't enough,

he even made him the town mayor.

Who do you think
owned the railroad?

Well, who else?

So what's the problem then?

15 kilometers
from where we are

we have these hills

and we have to surround
them like that.

Otherwise we have to
build a 200 meter tunnel.

Yeah, what's the problem then?

This property
owner right there

is Joaquin Villarreal.

I don't think he'll
sell us one inch.

We have to convince him

because building
a 200 meter tunnel

is gonna take too much cash,

and most importantly, time.

That's right.

And in this area,

this is where we
had the oil spring.

Mmmmm.

Good morning, Don Joaquin.

Good morning, Ramon.

I'm scared of your visits now.

Unfortunately, I don't
bring good news, Don Joaquin.

They found the coach
where Miss Iturralde

and her daughters
were traveling.

It was empty.

It was found 200
miles from here.

They were headed to Kansas.

Yes, I know.

I'm here to ask Chiricahua

if he can help us
find their tracks.

Let's go.

I'll go with you.

[somber music]

They dropped here.

These boot tracks and some
smaller shoes too, women shoes.

Oh, the stagecoach was
lighter from here on.

[dramatic music]

Hey, Bill, they
found the women.

What're we gonna do?

Don't worry, Jim.

Dad is the most
influential man in town.

Besides, we have the
governor's blessing.

They can not touch us.

But those scratches
on your neck.

There's no way you did
them with barbwire.

Have you seen your wrist?

This and your wrist,

it's all because
the whores upstairs.

We talk to them,

give them a little bit
of money and it's done.

If they don't agree?

They will agree.

[laughing]

What if our asshole
dad finds out?

Dad?

Are you kidding me?

He has more to
worry about than us.

[laughing]

[pleasant guitar music]

Ellie!

Jacinto, what're
you doing here?

I need to talk to you.
Over here, come.

We need to leave town, Ellie.

Why, what're you saying?

Things are going to
get dangerous here.

I'm going to tell my father
and brothers the truth,

that I'm pregnant.

They will understand.

You don't get it!

It's going to get dangerous
between our families.

Your brothers did
something terrible

that can get them hanged!

What's the matter, Jacinto?

You're scaring me.

Promise me you won't
tell anyone about this.

You brothers killed
the Iturralde woman,

the mother and both sisters.

They raped and murdered them

and afterwards, they
buried them near here.

No, no, that can't be true.

They're not capable of
doing something like that.

Your father ordered the
murder of Don Laureano

because he refused
to sell his land.

The widow accepted but
he killed them anyway.

No.

I don't believe
anything that you say.

Your brothers
are crazy, Ellie!

There's been a
whole investigation.

I was there.

See if your brothers have
any wounds or scratches

made by a woman.

Think about it but we
need to decide quickly.

[upbeat guitar music]

Shot.

[Man] Here you go.

How you doin', boys?

[shushing]

Relax.

There is a Colt
45 under the table

aiming straight at your huevos.

I have a sensitive finger.

Any movement from the hand

and the only thing
left for you to scratch

will be your head

and the bullet will come
out of your asshole.

That goes for you too, Jimmy.

Put your hands on the
table very slowly.

You have no idea who
you're messing with, Indian.

No.

I know exactly who
I'm dealing with.

Some assholes that raped

and killed three
defenseless women.

What you talking about?

I wonder what the judge
will think about all this.

[suspenseful music]

Get on your feet and raise
your hands slowly, right now!

[laughing]

You Mexicans
are such pendejos.

And you, filthy Indian,

you're a dead man.
[ominous music]

Who's the pendejo now?

I'm going to kill you!

[somber guitar music]

I want you to release
my two boys immediately!

Your boys are detained
for rape and murder

of the Iturralde women.

We are waiting for the
judge to start the trial.

By the order of Governor
Henderson, himself,

release my sons or
you'll be replaced

and sent to Austin for contempt.

[ominous tempo music]

Where's the judge
we were waiting for?

They sent him
back, Don Joaquin.

The law is in the
hands of the McKenzie's.

Mm-hmm.

We are unprotected against
that family of murderers.

I say we give them some
of their own medicine.

We aren't
murderers, Chiricahua.

We're not as long as we
are defending ourselves.

Now I warned you!

I don't want anymore bullshit!

This favor I asked the governor
for is gonna cost me a lot!

We didn't do anything, Dad.

With so many goddamn
women in this town,

you go and mess around
with the Iturralde's.

And to top it off, you
gotta go kill them?!

I swear, Dad, we didn't do--

[thudding]
[ominous music]

You are my son, dumbass!

You think you can fool me now?!

You are my blood

and I know you are
capable of that and more!

[dramatic music]

What's going on here?

[eerie music]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[foreboding music]

You're all insane!

You're all killers!

Darlin'!

Darin', come back here.

[crying]

Yah! Yah! Yah!

Where'd Ellie go?

She rode off, sir.

Go get her! Run!

Run now!

Oh yeah, okay.

[crying]

You were right, Jacinto.

My family is crazy,
they're murderers.

Let's go.

Let's go right now, my love.

Take me wherever you want.

First we must go to my
house and get some things.

Let's go.

[foreboding music]

Ellie, wait for me.

I'll go get my stuff
and we can leave.

Jacinto, what're you doing?

I'm leaving.

What do you mean,
you're leaving?

Jacinto!

What's going on?

Jacinto leaving.

What do you mean
Jacinto is leaving?

Where'd he go?

I don't know, he just
took his things and ran off.

Well, let's go, come on!

Jacinto, what do you
mean, you're leaving?

I'm going with Ellie, Mom.

Ellie, come here.

You're crazy!

Where do you think you're going?

I don't know, Ma, north?

Your family doesn't
know, do they?

Jacinto, her family's
going to find you

and they are going to kill you.

Ellie's pregnant.

Do you think that
they care at all

if stays along with the baby?

We need to leave, Ellie.

Goodbye, Mama.

So long, Mama.

[ominous music]

Come in.

Senor McKenzie.

Ellie

ran away with the
Villarreal boy.

[groaning]

Where are they headed?

I heard up north, sir.

Call my sons.

Yes, sir.

Um...

Didn't you hear
me? Call my sons!

Yes, sir,

but I also heard that she is...

She's pregnant.

[menacing music]
Damn!

Get out!

Dad, Jacinto is gone.

What do you mean,
Jacinto's gone?

I'm telling you, he left
with Elle, McKenzie's daughter.

What?!

Yes, Joaquin, the
girl is pregnant.

[Chiricahua Voiceover]
I don't blame Jacinto.

I would've done the same.

But not having brothers-in-laws
like the McKenzie's,

either way, he got Mr.
McKenzie's daughter pregnant.

Where have I heard
that story before?

[ominous music]

The McKenzie's will
surely go after them

and they have many
reasons to hurt him.

We'll go up north.

We'll catch up with them there.

When I was
little, my mom died.

I went from boarding
school to boarding school.

That's why I never spent
time with my family.

I didn't know what kind
of people they were.

I got lucky.

My family is pretty normal.

Well, yeah, for Mexicans,
family is very important.

But not for Saxons.

For them, money's
more important.

You should be Mexican.

Well, I have a
little one inside.

[laughing]

The horses are really tired.

We should rest them.

Besides, it's getting late,
we should find shelter.

[pleasant music]

How did you sleep?

Wonderfully.

Me too.

[pleasant music]

I can't believe
we're doing this,

together.

Let's grab our things.

Honey, let's hurry up.

It's not long to Austin.

There, we can get
something to eat.

One moment.

How much did you
get for the horses?

Not much, honey,
but with these horses,

I don't think they'll find us.

[foreboding music]

Hey, someone's coming.

Who could it be?

I don't know but we're not
gonna stay here to find out.

[eerie music]

[water sloshing]

[foreboding music]

Jacinto, are you crazy?!

Stay away!

Ellie and I are going north!

Damn you, Jacinto!

[gunshots booming]

Take cover!

[suspenseful music]

They're coming this way, boss!

You two, over there!

Let's cover the hill!

[suspenseful music]

Hey, Jim, go around me,
catch him from the back.

[gunshot booming]

[gunfire commotion]

[groaning]

Those are your brothers.

I have to help my father.

Wait for me here.

[faint suspenseful music]

[gunshot booming]

[gunshot booming]

[man yelling]
[water splashing]

[menacing music]

Please!

Don't, don't shoot me!

[gunshots blasting]

[faint suspenseful music]

[booming]
[groaning]

[booming]

[dramatic music]

Don Joaquin!

I'm fine, it's
just a flesh wound.

[dramatic music]

[groaning]

[foreboding music]

Mr. Villarreal,
nice to see you again.

[suspenseful music]

[gunshots booming]

[groaning]

[pleasant guitar music]

Ellie, we are very
sorry it ended this way.

Truly sorry.

Well, I'm not because
I have a new family

and I drink to that.

[Villarreal's] Cheers.

[Chiricahua] Cheers.

And a toast,

for my niece that needs
to be named Juanita,

like her auntie.

And if he is a boy,

call him Juan.

[chuckling]

And why doesn't
anyone ask the Mama?

Well, if it's a girl,

it'll be Elena, like
my mother-in-law.

Than you, Ellie.

And if it's a boy, Chiricahua.

[coughing]

[pleasant guitar music]

Thanks for everything.

[All] Cheers.

Hey, Chiri, what's
your real name anyway?

I have no idea.

[laughing]

[pleasant guitar music]

[Narrator] The Mexican
population in Texas in 1848

was approximately
78 hundred people

and now their numbers
are 9.8 million.

[upbeat guitar music]

[upbeat guitar music]

[upbeat harmonica music]