Original subtitles

[ theme music playing ]

♪ TROOPER HOOK UPON HIS HORSE ♪

♪ IS A MIGHTY WONDROUS THING ♪

♪ AS THE CAVALRY COMES A-CHARGING ♪

♪ AND THE INDIAN ARROWS SING ♪

♪ RAWHIDE STRONG, TROOPER HOOK ♪

♪ KNEW THE WEST LIKE A BOOK ♪

♪ SOLDIER TRUE ♪

♪ HIS FIGHTING NEVER THROUGH ♪

♪ NEVER THROUGH... ♪

♪ THE MOUNTAINS THRUST THEIR LONELY PEAKS ♪

♪ AGAINST THE COPPER SKY ♪

♪ THE DUSTY EARTH RESOUNDED ♪

♪ AS THE TROOPER, HE RODE BY ♪

♪ SHINING SPURS, ARMY RIG ♪

♪ MAKES A MAN FEEL BIG ♪

♪ GIVE ME EARTH, GIVE ME SKY ♪

♪ LET ME LIVE, LET ME DIE ♪

♪ AS A TROOPER! ♪

[ gunfire ]

[ screams ]

FOLLOW MY LEAD!

[ horse whinnies ]

[ gunfire continues ]

[ grunts ]

[ horse whinnies ]

ACCORDING TO PLAN, WE ATTACKED THE VILLAGE AT NOON.

ORDERS TO TAKE NANCHEZ ALIVE AT ANY COST WERE CARRIED OUT.

MOST OF HIS BRAVES WERE KILLED OR TAKEN PRISONER.

A HANDFUL ESCAPED.

FAMILIES WERE ROUNDED UP,

THE VILLAGE BURNED.

LIEUTENANT GIROUX LED THE FIRST CHARGE

BUT WAS OVERPOWERED.

HE AND HIS MEN WERE KILLED IN ACTION.

NO...

MAKE THAT "EXECUTED."

THE MARCH BACK TO THE FORT

WILL BE SLOW BECAUSE OF THE NUMBER OF PRISONERS TAKEN.

THAT'S ABOUT IT.

HOW DO YOU WANT THIS SIGNED, GENERAL?

SERGEANT CLOVIS HOOK.

YES, SIR.

NEVERMIND THE SIR.

HEY, SERGEANT.

TIME FOR YOU AND ME TO GET SOMETHING OFF MY CHEST.

THAT'S ALL THE LOUSY WATER WE GOT.

STAND EASY, SOLDIER.

WHERE DOES IT SAY WE GOT TO DIE OF THIRST

TO KEEP THE DEAD FROM PUTRIFYING?

YOU GOT YOUR ORDERS.

I ALSO GOT A RATION OF WATER COMING, AND I'M TAKIN' IT.

RYAN, YOU'VE ALREADY COST YOURSELF

A 10-DAY TOUR ON LATRINE DUTY.

ONE SWALLOW AND I'LL MAKE YOUR LIFE'S WORK.

DON'T WORRY, MISTER,

YOU DIE OF THIRST I'LL PUT YOU IN FOR CORPORAL.

SERGEANT! OVER HERE!

UP HERE, SERGEANT.

SHE'S WHITE. WHITE, SERGEANT.

WELL, I DECLARE.

I'M SERGEANT HOOK, MA'AM.

SHE KEEPS NOT SAYIN' NOTHIN'.

WELL, GIVE HER TIME.

AIN'T YOU GOT NO IDEA WHAT SHE MUST'VE BEEN GOIN' THROUGH.

IT'S GONNA BE ALL RIGHT NOW, MA'AM.

YOU JUST DON'T WORRY ABOUT A THING.

DIJEA! DIJEA!

DIJEA! DIJEA!

DIJEA! DIJEA!

NANCHEZ IS THE BOY'S FATHER.

HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.

YOU DON'T THINK THAT SHE--

THE BOY, MA'AM--

HE YOURS?

YOU AND NANCHEZ?

YOU MEAN YOU LET YOURSELF WHELP THAT BUTCHER'S KID?

Courier: YOU AIN'T NO WHITE WOMAN. NO MORE YOU AIN'T.

JUST SAY IN YOUR DISPATCH WE'RE BRINGIN' BACK A WHITE WOMAN.

BEGGIN' THE SERGEANT'S PARDON,

BUT DON'T YOU RECKON FOLKS BACK AT THE POST

OUGHTA KNOW THEY'LL BE ROLLIN' OUT THE CARPET FOR NANCHEZ'S SQUAW

AND THEIR REDSKIN MONGREL?

JUST SAY THE WOMAN IS THE MOTHER OF NANCHEZ'S CHILD.

[ baby crying ]

THAT MUST BE THE ONE.

DETAIL...

HALT!

WHITAKER!

TAKE HIM TO THE GUARDHOUSE.

STRANGE MAN, THE SERGEANT.

MAKIN' SUCH A POINT OF HONORABLE SURRENDER

FOR THE WORST BUTCHER IN THE TERRITORY.

IMMLER.

MARY IMMLER?

CORA SUTLIFF?

I THINK YOU HIT IT, SIR.

CORA SUTLIFF?

IS THAT YOU?

THIS REPORT SAYS YOU WERE ON YOUR WAY TO JOIN YOUR HUSBAND

WHEN THE WAGON TRAIN WAS ATTACKED BY A BAND OF CHIRICAHUAS.

YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE TAKEN ALIVE.

THIS IS DEVILISH, SERGEANT.

I CAN'T EVEN BE SURE THAT THIS WOMAN IS IN HER RIGHT MIND.

HASN'T SHE SAID ONE WORD SINCE YOU FOUND HER?

NOT A WORD, SIR.

THERE'S NOTHING HERE TO INDICATE WHERE YOUR HUSBAND MIGHT BE NOW, MA'AM.

I'LL START AN INQUIRY AND SEE IF WE CAN'T LOCATE HIM.

WE'LL BE SENDING NANCHEZ AND HIS PEOPLE

TO THE RESERVATION IN SAN CARLOS IN A FEW DAYS.

THE BOY CAN GO WITH THEM.

I WOULDN'T COUNT ON NANCHEZ GOING TO SAN CARLOS, SIR.

WHAT?

I KNOW HIM. HE WON'T.

HE THINKS THE PLACE IS A PEST HOLE.

A FEW DAYS ON THE PLATFORM WILL CHANGE HIS MIND.

AM I TO UNDERSTAND YOU INTEND TO KEEP THIS BOY?

WHAT ABOUT YOUR HUSBAND, MA'AM?

YOU'LL BE WISHING THIS CHILD ON HIM, TOO.

DOESN'T SHE REALIZE SHE'S PLAYING THE FOOL?

HE'S HER SON, SIR.

BUT HE'S...

OH, WELL, IT'S NOT OUR AFFAIR.

WHERE DO YOU WANT MRS. SUTLIFF TO STAY, SIR?

OH...

PUT HER IN THE EMPTY QUARTERS ALONG SUDS ROW.

YES, SIR.

YOU'LL BE FINE THERE, MA'AM.

YOU'LL BE ALL TO YOURSELF.

I...

ANN...

ADAM...

WHAT WOULD YOUR FEELINGS BE IF I WERE IN HER PLACE?

THAT DOESN'T EVEN DESERVE AN ANSWER.

DOESN'T IT?

YOU WOULD'VE KILLED YOURSELF BEFORE YOU LET IT HAPPEN TO YOU.

I WONDER.

CORA?

HE CAN COME DOWN ANYTIME HE SAYS THE WORD, SERGEANT.

I KNOW.

ALL HE HAS TO DO IS PROMISE TO TAKE HIS PEOPLE

TO SAN CARLOS, AND STAY THERE.

HE WON'T.

I SAW YOU UNTIE HIS BONDS.

YOU RESPECT HIM, DON'T YOU?

HE'S A CRUEL, TREACHEROUS MAN, SIR.

WELL?

HE DOESN'T PARTICULARLY CARE FOR ME EITHER.

HE FIGHTS HIS WAY, I FIGHT MINE.

PUTTING YOURSELF ON HIS LEVEL?

WE'RE JUST A COUPLE OF DOGS HAGGLIN' OVER THE SAME BONE.

ONLY IT HAPPENS TO BE HIS BONE.

DIJEA!

DIJEA!

LEAVE HIM TO ME, WHITAKER.

YOU CAN HAVE HIM, SERGEANT.

Hook: THE BOY GOES WITH HIS MOTHER, NANCHEZ.

THAT'S THE WAY IT HAS TO BE.

WHO KNOWS WHAT HAS TO BE?

[ knocking continues ]

PLEASE, MRS. SUTLIFF, I'VE BROUGHT YOU A DRESS.

WON'T YOU LET ME IN?

PLEASE ACCEPT IT.

I'LL PUT IT DOWN BY THE DOOR.

Boy: DOTA!

BAHOJA.

- AT EASE, SERGEANT. - THANK YOU, SIR.

MRS. SUTLIFF-- WE'VE LOCATED HER HUSBAND.

SHE'LL BE GLAD TO HEAR THAT, COLONEL.

FRED SUTLIFF. THE NAME IS RIGHT, AND EVERYTHING ELSE CHECKS.

HE'S GOT SOME KIND OF A RANCH OUTSIDE SAN MIGUEL, NEAR TUSCON.

I DARESAY YOU'LL RUN INTO A FEW COMPLICATIONS.

- I DARESAY, SIR. - BUT I KNOW YOU WON'T LET US DOWN.

WHEN DO WE START, SIR?

YOU'LL DRAW EXPENSE MONEY AND BE ON YOUR WAY BEFORE REVEILLE.

TAKE ONE OF THE MEN ALONG AS ESCORT

AS FAR AS THE SETTLEMENT WHERE YOU CAN GET THE STAGE.

YES, SIR.

THAT'S ALL.

ONAHI! ONAHI! ONAHI!

DIJEA! DIJEA!

ONAHI! ONAHI!

HEY, SERGEANT!

WE GOTTA DO SOMETHING ABOUT THE CHIEF RIGHT NOW.

YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL I'M LETTIN' YOU MAKE THIS TRIP.

WHEN A MAN'S ON LATRINE DUTY TOO LONG, HE CAN TURN REAL BITTER.

ALL RIGHT, THAT DID IT! I'M GONNA TIE YOU DOWN WITH MY BELT.

OH, KIDS DON'T NEED TYING.

HEY, SERGEANT, HOW MANY YEARS YOU GOT TO BE MARRIED

BEFORE YOU LEARN TO HANDLE A KID LIKE THAT?

- YOU TALK TOO MUCH, SOLDIER. - [ laughs ]

[ horse whinnies ]

YOU KNOW WHO SHE BE, DON'T YOU?

THE ONE WE BEEN HEARING ABOUT,

THE ONE NANCHEZ HAD.

YOU LOOK LIKE A THIRSTY JACKASS SNIFFIN' OUT A RAIN BARREL.

I'M HUMAN.

GRAB YOURSELF A DRINK AND GET BACK TO THE FORT.

- YES, SIR! - AND RYAN...

DON'T FORGET, YOU HAVE TO TAKE THESE HORSES BACK.

THANKS.

HOWDY, GENTLEMAN.

SIT DOWN, MA'AM.

MAY I HELP YOU?

YEAH, DO YOU THINK YOU COULD RUSTLE UP

SOME CHEESE AND CRACKERS FOR 'EM? I'D BE OBLIGED.

I GUESS WE CAN MANAGE THAT, SERGEANT.

I'M GOING ACROSS THE STREET TO SEE ABOUT THE STAGE FARES

AND GET MY GEAR ABOARD. WON'T BE A MINUTE.

JUST REST YOURSELVES.

THIS OUGHT TO BE MIGHTY INTERESTING.

YOU AIM TO WASTE GOOD VITTLES FATTENING UP NANCHEZ'S KID, MR. BEAN?

AH, TAKE IT EASY, KEECH.

NO TROUBLE, EH?

[ crashes ]

I'M RIGHT ABOUT HIM BELONGIN' TO THAT INDIAN SCUM, AIN'T I?

WELL, AIN'T I?

I THOUGHT SO.

MAYBE YOU LIKED HAVIN' HIM,

BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO COME FLAUNTIN' HIM AROUND DECENT WHITE WOMEN!

TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF MY SON!

OH, GOD!

PUT THAT DOWN!

ANIMALS! ALL OF YOU!

ANIMALS!

IF ONE OF YOU SO MUCH AS TOUCHES MY BOY, I'LL KILL YOU!

WELL, GENTLEMAN.

THIS YOUNG FELLA HERE NEEDS SOME TRAVELING CLOTHES.

JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE WEARING THAT UNIFORM

DON'T MEAN WE GOTTA HELP INDIAN LEAVIN'S.

MAYBE SOME OF YOU'LL GET OUT AND SCROUNGE UP SOMETHING FOR THE BOY TO WEAR.

MUST BE SOME SMALL KIDS AROUND THIS PLACE.

GET OUT.

THANK YOU.

THOSE WERE THE FIRST WORDS I'VE HEARD OUT OF YOU, MA'AM.

MIGHTY POWERFUL SENTIMENTS, BUT THEY SOUNDED REAL GOOD.

I DON'T WANT TO CAUSE YOU ANY TROUBLE.

TROUBLE?

NO TROUBLE.

THANK YOU, MA'AM.

ONAHI! ONAHI!

COULD HE USE A HAT, SERGEANT?

WELL, THANKS, BUT BOYS DON'T NEED HATS-- ONLY IN WINTER.

SERGEANT...

NEARLY TIME FOR MR. TRUDE TO SHOW UP.

YOU'D BETTER BE INSIDE THAT COACH BEFORE HE GETS THERE.

THANK YOU, MA'AM. GENTLEMEN.

[ horse whinnies ]

ALL RIGHT, FOLKS, YOU'RE TRAVELING WITH A GLORY RIDER

WHO MAKES FIGHTIN' WAGES AND DON'T WAIT FOR NOBODY.

I MAY NOT BE A COLT ANYMORE,

BUT I AIN'T LOST NONE OF MY PITCH.

I'M HALF MUSTANG AND HALF ALLIGATOR.

NOW GET GOIN', YOU CRITTERS.

HE-ROO-RAH-ROO!

♪ THEY FOUND A CAPTIVE WIFE ♪

♪ OF AN APACHE INDIAN CHIEF ♪

♪ TROOPER'S DUTY TO RESTORE HER ♪

♪ TO HER HUSBAND BOWED WITH GRIEF ♪

♪ BUT SHE WOULD NOT PART ♪

♪ WITH THE CHILD OF HER HEART ♪

♪ SCORN SHE KNEW ♪

♪ FEAR AND DANGER, TOO ♪

- ♪ DANGER TOO... ♪ - [ whistles ]

THE INDIAN...

HE TREAT YOU ALL RIGHT?

HE BEAT ME ONCE.

MAYBE IT WAS RIGHT. I WOULDN'T WORK.

IT WAS THE SQUAWS MADE ME WISH I WERE DEAD.

FIGURED THAT.

BUT THEY STOPPED WHEN I BECAME ONE OF THEM...

LOOKED LIKE THEM...

SMELLED LIKE THEM.

HI'YA!

HE-ROO-RAH-ROO!

[ yells to horses ]

[ whinnies ]

WELL...?

WELL, I GUESS IT LOOKS LIKE WHAT IT IS, DON'T IT?

WHEN I HIT THAT ROCK, ME'N THE WAGON STOPPED, BUT THE HORSE DIDN'T.

HOW MUCH TO TAKE ME TO THE NEXT TOWN?

A DOLLAR, TWO BITS. NOW GET IN FAST.

YOU MADE ME LOSE A HALF A MINUTE ALREADY.

HI'YA! HI'YA!

[ whip cracking ]

GIDDYUP! HI'YA!

WINDMILLS IS MY LINE.

ECLIPSE WINDMILLS FROM BATAVIA, ILLINOIS.

I SELL 'EM.

YOU THREE TOGETHER?

YES.

OH, YOUR WIFE THEN, EH?

NO.

PARDON ME, LADY.

THEM MOCASSINS?

YOU FIND 'EM MORE COMFORTABLE THAN SHOES?

THAT THE FASHION IN THESE PARTS?

I MEAN YOUR HAIR. CUT A MITE SHORT, LOOKS TO ME.

ANY REASON FOR IT?

LICE.

[ chuckling ] SHE'S JOKIN' ME, HUH?

PULLIN' MY LEG!

DUST'S PRETTY BAD OUT HERE, SO'S THE FLIES THIS TIME OF YEAR.

BEST KEEP YOUR MOUTH CLOSED.

ONAHI! ONAHI!

- ONAHI! - WHAT'S THAT?

HEY, WHERE'D YOU PICK UP THAT KID, ANYWAY?

MR. TRUDE!

Trude: WHOA, THERE!

[ Trude yells ]

I GOT ME A SCHEDULE TO MEET. WHAT'S THE TROUBLE?

OUR FRIEND HERE WANTS TO RIDE UP ON THE BOX WITH YOU.

A REAL FINE VIEW UP THERE. HEALTHY.

NOW, WAIT A MINUTE! WHERE'D YOU GET THE IDEA THAT I WOU--

HEALTHY!

I RECKON HE'S RIGHT. COME ALONG, MISTER.

YOU CAN WATCH ME SNAP OFF RATTLER HEADS.

WHAT'S HE MEAN, DOIN' THIS TO ME?

IT AIN'T WHAT HE'S LIKELY TO DO I'D BE WORRIED ABOUT, MISTER.

- IT'S HER. - WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT?

THAT'S NANCHEZ'S WOMAN DOWN THERE. YOU'VE HEARD OF NANCHEZ?

- THE APACHE? - YOU GET HER RILED UP

AND SHE'S LIKELY TO CUT YOUR HEART OUT WITH A DULL KNIFE.

FROM THE LOOKS OF YOU, YOU'D BLEED ENOUGH TO FILL A BOG-HOLE.

HE-ROO-RAH-ROO!

YOU KNOW SOMETHIN'...

QUITO.

...QUITO?

WITH YOUR COMMAND OF LANGUAGE,

YOU GOT ALL THE MAKIN'S OF A SERGEANT.

[ whip cracks ]

[ Trude yells to the horses ]

WELL, HERE'S YOUR MAIL, MR. WILSON.

AND IT'S RIGHT ON SCHEDULE.

THANK YOU, MR. TRUDE.

SORRY, SERGEANT, BUT THE DINING ROOM'S FILLED UP.

WE'RE NOT HUNGRY.

Trude: BEEN BUCKIN' THE TIGER AGAIN, EH, COWBOY?

SEE YOU LOST YOUR HORSE.

I SWEAR THAT BLACKJACK DEALER

CAN SEE BOTH SIDES OF THEM CARDS.

WELL, YOU AIN'T HOOKIN' NO MORE RIDE WITH ME

JUST ON THE STRENGTH OF YOUR JAWBONE, SON.

I SURE WISH YOU'D TALK GENTLE, MR. TRUDE.

I'M HUNG OVER SO FAR, I'M CARRYIN' A HUMP ON MY BACK.

THAT'S WHAT A FOOL BOY GETS FOR COYOTIN' AROUND

WITHOUT A MAN'S CONSTITUTION.

[ laughing ]

[ water splashing ]

Quito: BAHOJA.

Cora: UNA. UNA, QUITO.

Quito: BAHOJA.

[ Cora laughs ] UNA, QUITO.

Quito: BAHOJA.

- Hook: GOOD? - MMM...

CLEAR, COLD WATER.

LIKE A STREAM BACK HOME.

BOY SEEMS TO LIKE THE WATER, TOO.

YES.

HE LEARN HOW TO SWIM YET?

NO.

SORRY ABOUT WILSON.

IT DOESN'T MATTER.

THE COOK IN WILSON'S KITCHEN USED TO BE A MESS SERGEANT.

GOOD THING NOBODY'S HUNGRY.

[ chuckles ]

WHY DON'T YOU ASK ME?

ASK YOU WHAT?

HOW I FELT WHEN HE PUT HIS HANDS ON ME.

WAS IT LIKE ANY OTHER MAN?

THAT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS.

THAT'S NOT TRUE-- EVERY MAN THAT LOOKS AT ME MAKES IT HIS BUSINESS.

I GUESS YOU'RE RIGHT.

THEY CAN'T HELP IT.

THEY HATE THE INDIAN FOR WHAT THEY THEMSELVES MIGHT HAVE DONE, BUT...

THEY HATE ME EVEN MORE.

I DON'T HATE YOU.

THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE.

THAT'S WHY I CAN TALK TO YOU THIS WAY.

TALKIN' HELPS.

I GOT USED TO BEING HIS SQUAW.

IT WAS JUST ONE OF THOSE THINGS I HAD TO LEARN

AND ACCEPT IN ORDER TO SURVIVE.

BUT JUST NOW, DOWN THERE IN THE COLD, CLEAR WATER...

WATCHING MY SON, LISTENING TO HIM LAUGH...

THAT ONE MOMENT WAS WORTH ALL THOSE YEARS.

CAN YOU UNDERSTAND WANTING SO MUCH TO LIVE?

I GUESS I GOT GOOD REASON TO UNDERSTAND REAL WELL, MA'AM.

COME.

HACO!

DON'T CUT YOURSELF.

WAKESH!

THERE WAS ONCE I WANTED TO LIVE SO BAD,

I TURNED MYSELF INTO A DOG.

FOR A WHOLE MONTH I WAS A DOG.

YOU EVER HEARD OF ANDERSONVILLE?

THE REBS CALLED IT A PRISON CAMP.

THE DEVIL HIMSELF COULDN'T HAVE THOUGHT UP A WORSE CRAWLIN' HELL.

ALL AROUND, MEN DYING OF SCURVY AND DYSENTERY.

MUSH AND SICK BACON ALL THERE WAS TO EAT, AND NEVER ENOUGH OF THAT.

EVERYTHING PUTRID,

INSIDE AND OUT.

LOOK, MAYBE YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYMORE OF THIS.

YOU SAID TALKING HELPS.

THERE WAS A MAN DYING OF LUNG FEVER, JUST WAITING TO DIE.

OUT OF HIS HEAD MOST OF THE TIME.

HE HAPPENED TO LOVE DOGS,

AND I FOUND IF I BARKED ONCE OR TWICE,

HE'D GIVE ME SOME OF HIS RATIONS.

THAT'S HOW IT STARTED.

THEN I USED TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING PLANNING ON BEING A DOG.

I EVEN GOT DOWN ON MY HANDS AND KNEES TO PUT ON A GOOD SHOW.

FOR A WHOLE MONTH I WAS A DOG.

POOR FELLA DIED THINKIN' I WAS ONE.

BUT I LIVED.

IT ALL DEPENDS ON HOW HARD YOU WANT TO LIVE, I GUESS.

WE BETTER GET MOVIN', MA'AM.

QUITO.

NOW GIT FLYIN'! LET ME SEE YOUR HEELS!

ROO-RAH!

[ whip cracking ]

EVENING, MA'AM. AND YOU, GENERAL.

EVENING.

YOU TOO, BUB.

SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU, MR. TRUDE,

BUT YOU GOT THE PLEASURE OF MY COMPANY AGAIN!

IS THERE SOME TOPIC OF GENTEEL CONVERSATION

YOU FOLKS'D LIKE TO WORRY SOME?

NO.

MAYBE YOU'LL PARDON ME.

I JUST PUT IN A COUPLE OF ROUGH DAYS FOR A SUNPECKED WRANGLER.

GOT ME COMIN' AND GOIN'.

IF I START SLIDIN', GENERAL,

JUST RAISE A HOOF AN' GIVE ME A SHOVE, WILL YA?

[ whip cracking ]

RAA! RAA!

MA'AM...

YES?

YOU WERE SAYIN' BACK THERE ABOUT THE KIND OF THOUGHTS

MEN CAN'T HELP GETTIN' INTO THEIR MINDS.

YES.

THAT'S DIFFERENT WHEN A MAN'S YOUR HUSBAND.

YOU THINK I'M AFRAID TO FACE HIM, DON'T YOU?

NO.

I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO FRET ABOUT IT.

MY HUSBAND IS GOOD. HE'S KIND.

I'M SURE HE IS.

WE WERE MARRIED NINE YEARS.

WE NEVER DID HAVE ANY CHILDREN.

THAT'S TOO BAD.

WELL...

FRED ALWAYS SAID I WAS ALL HE EVER NEEDED.

FRED ALWAYS WANTED A BOY.

ONCE HE GETS USED TO THE IDEA, AND--

AND EVERYTHING...

HE WON'T BE ABLE TO HELP LOVING QUITO.

SO YOU SEE, I REALLY HAVEN'T ANYTHING TO FRET ABOUT.

WELL, THAT'S FINE THEN.

YOU MUST MISS YOUR FAMILY VERY MUCH.

HOW CAN YOU STAY AWAY FROM THEM SO LONG?

SOLDIERING'S THE ONLY THING I KNOW.

IT MUST BE AWFULLY LONELY FOR YOU.

♪ OH, GREAT AND STRONG A MAN WAS HE ♪

♪ AND HIS HEART WITHIN WAS KIND ♪

♪ HE AIMED TO GIVE THEM PEACE AND REST ♪

♪ NO BLAME WAS IN HIS MIND ♪

♪ FAIR AND SQUARE, TROOPER HOOK ♪

♪ COMFORT GAVE, WHICH THEY TOOK ♪

♪ AND SHE KNEW ♪

♪ THIS FRIEND WOULD TAKE THEM THROUGH ♪

♪ TAKE THEM THROUGH. ♪

YOU BEEN SITTIN' LIKE THAT ALL NIGHT?

MUST BE STIFF AS A BRANDIN' IRON.

- GOOD MORNING, MA'AM. - MORNING.

YOU CAN SURE SEE THE INDIAN STRAIN IN HIM ALL RIGHT.

YOU CAN'T HELP THAT, CAN YOU?

NO, HE CAN'T.

OH-HO!

QUITO! QUITO!

LOOKS LIKE HE DON'T FANCY ME MUCH AS A NURSEMAID.

LOOKS LIKE THERE'S SOME KIND OF A TOWN UP AHEAD.

AH, JUST A CHANGE STATION,

WITH A CHURCH, A TELEGRAPH AND A COUPLE OF 'DOBES.

THAT'S THE END OF THE LINE FOR ME.

SOMETHIN' THERE TO HOLD YOU, COWBOY?

YEAH, KINCAID RANCH.

THAT'S THE BIGGEST SPREAD IN THESE HERE PARTS.

THEY OUGHT TO BE PEELING BRONCS ABOUT NOW.

THE FOREMAN THERE KNOWS I CAN SIT A SADDLE,

ALL I GOT TO DO IS TALK HIM INTO TAKIN' ME ON.

WHOA! HOO-RAH.

HAA...

WASN'T EXPECTING YOU, MR. TRUDE.

COMPANY GOT YOU DRIVING CLEAN THROUGH TO TUSCON.

- YEAH, SHORT-HANDED. - AH, YOU MUST BE SORE WORN OUT.

JUST CATCHIN' MY SECOND BREATH, JUNIUS.

BUT YOU BETTER CHANGE THESE POOR WEAKLIN' HORSES.

YEAH. GOT THREE PASSENGERS FOR YA.

AND THERE'S PLENTY OF ROOM.

ONE OF THEM UPSHOT SPANISH LADIES AND HER GRANDDAUGHTER.

THE GAL'S KIND OF REFINED,

SO THEY LAID OFF FROM THE LAST STAGE TO REST UP.

AND A RANCHER, COME DOWN FROM FORT APACHE.

AN EMIGRANT WAGON DROPPED HIM OFF.

- YOU BETTER CHANGE THEM HORSES, JUNIUS. - OKAY.

YOU CAN LET ME HAVE THAT SADDLE, SON,

UNLESS YOU GOT THE MONEY FOR YOUR FARE.

WELL, I'M BUSTED AND YOU KNOW IT, MR. TRUDE.

BESIDES, DON'T I ALWAYS PAY YOU WHEN I GET SOME CASH?

CAN'T HEAR YOU. I'M DEAFER THAN A WOODPECKER IN A HAILSTORM.

BESIDES, THE COMPANY'S ON MY TAIL FOR BEIN' SO DAMNED EASY-GOIN'!

NOW YOU GET THIS STRAIGHT, YOU OLD BUZZARD,

NOW YOU AIN'T LEAVIN' ME HERE NAKED WITHOUT MY SADDLE!

OH... ROO-RAH-ROO!

STAND EASY, COWBOY.

SOMETHIN' ON THE SEAT IN HERE.

MUST'VE DROPPED OUT OF YOUR POCKET.

GUESS-- GUESS YOU'VE BEEN IN SOME TIGHT SPOTS YOURSELF, HUH?

WHEN I WAS A YOUNG SQUIRT WITH MORE ENERGY THAN BRAINS.

WELL, AGE AIN'T HURTIN' YA NONE, GENERAL.

IS THIS WHAT YOU'VE BEEN TALKIN' ABOUT, MR. TRUDE?

THAT'S SOMETHIN' LIKE IT, SONNY.

[ horse whinnies ]

HE'S NICE.

YEAH, A MAN RAISES A SON LIKE THAT,

HE CAN FIGURE HE'S DONE SOMETHING WITH HIS LIFE.

BUT YOU HAVE CHILDREN.

OH, YEAH, BUT THEY'RE GIRLS-- TWO OF 'EM.

I WAS THINKIN' ABOUT BOYS.

OH.

YOU GOT 15 MINUTES TILL BREAKFAST, FOLKS.

HEY, WHAT KIND OF WOMAN AND KID YOU GOT THERE, MR. TRUDE?

PASSENGERS.

THE OLD MAN HERE'LL BE RIGHT IN TO GET YOUR VITTLES.

OLD MAN?

CON SU PERMISO, SENORA, POR FAVOR.

THIS IS TOO DARN HEAVY FOR A LADY LIKE YOU TO BE TOTIN'.

GRACIAS.

LA DAME, SABE AMERICANO, SENORITA?

I UNDERSTAND ENGLISH PERFECTLY, YOUNG MAN.

NOW IF I COULD ONLY SPEAK IT PERFECT WE'D GET ALONG JUST FINE.

THE NAME IS TRAVERS,

CHARLIE TRAVERS, YOUNG MAN.

YES, SIR. JUST FOLLOW ME.

[ whip cracking ]

JUST LOOK AT WHAT YOU GOT OUT THERE, SERGEANT.

NOTHIN'. [ laughs ]

PLENTY OF NOTHIN', HUH?

NO END TO IT.

BUT THAT IS JUST HOW I GOT MY START.

ON NOTHIN'.

YES, SIR, TRAILED MORE THAN 1,000 HEAD OF CATTLE

FROM FORT GRIFFIN CLEAR UP TO CHEYENNE.

NOW, HOW DID I GET HOLD OF THAT MANY LONGHORNS, YOU'RE ASKIN', HMM?

SAT IN ON A POKER GAME WITH A MONTH'S WAGES IN MY POCKET

AND BLUFFED MY WAY INTO A PILE BIG ENOUGH TO CHOKE A HORSE.

[ chuckles ]

YEAH, I OUGHT TO BE SATISFIED TO STOP RIGHT THERE,

YOU'RE THINKIN', BUT OH, NO,

THAT'S JUST THE BEGINNING.

YES, SIR, I TOOK ALL THAT HARD CASH,

AND EVERY CENT OF CREDIT I COULD WRANGLE,

AND I PUT ME AN OUTFIT ON THE TRAIL.

OH, THAT AIN'T NO LIE.

YEAH, I BOUGHT MY STOCK IN A...

WELL WELL WELL--

WHAT'S EATIN' YOU?

GOT TO GET THIS MESSAGE OVER TO THE RANCHERS.

JUST CAME OVER THE TELEGRAPH-- NANCHEZ.

YEAH, WHAT ABOUT HIM?

SOME OF HIS BRAVES BROKE HIM OUT OF FORT WHITNEY TWO NIGHTS AGO.

THEY WAS LAST SPOTTED OVER NEAR LORDSBURG.

NOW THERE'S NO TELLIN' WHERE THEY'RE AT.

- I'M BORROWING ONE OF YOUR HORSES, FRIEND. - YOU'RE WHAT?!

DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. I'LL LEAVE IT AT THE STATION YARD AT SAN MIGUEL.

NOW SEE HERE! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!

YOU...

[ Trude yelling ]

[ yells in Apache ]

[ grunts ]

Trude: WHOA!

WHOA...

HEY, SERGEANT!

I GOTTA TALK TO YA.

- WELL? - OVER HERE.

NANCHEZ BUSTED OUT. HE'S ON THE LOOSE WITH SOME OF HIS BUCKS.

I KNEW WE HAD COMPANY.

I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS THAT FANCY.

GUESS THE FIRST THING COME TO HIS MIND WAS GETTING THE LITTLE FELLA BACK.

INDIANS ARE LIKE THAT ABOUT THEIR BOY KIDS.

THANKS, COWBOY. NOW, I BETTER GET ROLLIN'.

YEAH, WE'D BETTER.

CON SU PERMISO, AMIGO.

IF I KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

YEAH.

BESIDES, I OWE YOU $2 WORTH OF SOMETHIN'.

ALL RIGHT, MR. TRUDE, YOU'VE BEEN DOIN' A LOT OF BRAGGIN'.

NOW LET'S SEE YOU LEAN FORWARD AND REALLY PUNCH THE BREEZE.

JUST A MINUTE, SOLDIER. YOU TRYING TO TELL ME HOW TO RUN THIS STAGELINE?

NOT ME-- NANCHEZ.

Trude: OH...

WELL, YOU GOT THE RIGHT MAN UP HERE.

YOU JUST TELL 'EM TO SIT TIGHT 'CAUSE WE AIN'T LIKELY

TO TOUCH GROUND AGAIN TILL WE HIT TUSCON.

WHAT'S THIS ABOUT NANCHEZ?

NOW, LOOK HERE... LOOK HERE, YOU'RE THE ARMY,

YOU GOTTA FIGURE SOMETHING TO DO.

I'M CARRYING EVERY CENT I GOT IN THE WORLD

- RIGHT HERE IN THIS MONEY BELT. - Hook: SHUT UP.

IT'S ONLY RIGHT TO TELL YOU THE FIX WE'RE IN.

YOU KNOW ALL ABOUT NANCHEZ, BUT THE THING YOU DON'T KNOW

IS THAT WE'VE GOT SOMETHING HERE HE WANTS BACK MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

THE BOY-- HE'S HIS SON.

WHY HAVEN'T THEY ATTACKED BEFORE, SERGEANT?

THEY'LL DO THAT WHEN IT'S CONVENIENT FOR THEM.

IF THEY DON'T JUMP US BEFORE DARK,

WE'VE GOT THE REST OF THE NIGHT TO GET US CLOSE TO TUSCON AS WE CAN.

THEY'RE SUPERSTITIOUS ABOUT FIGHTING AFTER THE SUN GOES DOWN.

JUST HOLD TIGHT.

WE'LL START WORRYING HARD WHEN IT COUNTS.

INSIDE, COWBOY, AND KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN.

SURE.

Hook: ALL RIGHT, MR. TRUDE!

GOTTA CROSS! GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS CANYON!

♪ OH, HE SHOUTED "ROO-RAH-ROO" ♪

♪ AS HE DROVE THE STAGE ON THROUGH ♪

♪ BUT THE INDIAN FOLLOWED TOO ♪

♪ AND WITHIN THE COACH THEY KNEW ♪

♪ MORTAL DANGER. ♪

[ woman screams ]

[ horse whinnies ]

THAT'S A BOY.

EVERYBODY IN ONE PIECE?

I THINK SO, SERGEANT.

HANG ON, QUITO.

Trude: SOMEBODY TAKE HOLD OF THESE FOOL JUGHEADED HORSES AND GENTLE 'EM DOWN.

YEAH YEAH. TRAVERS, GIVE ME A HAND, WILL YOU?

EASY, BOY, EASY.

HOW DOES IT LOOK, MR. TRUDE?

COTTER KEY SHEARED, KINGPIN BENT.

CAN IT BE FIXED?

ALL I CAN DO IS TRY.

BANGIN' ON IT'LL EITHER FIX IT OR BUST IT COMPLETE.

LOOK!

HE WANTS A PARLEY.

NOT-T-DAN-A.

ALL RIGHT, WHAT WAS THE PROPOSITION?

WHY DID YOU TURN IT DOWN?

NANCHEZ SAYS HE'LL LET US GO IF I'LL TURN OVER THE BOY.

WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH THAT?

MY ORDERS ARE TO DELIVER

MRS. SUTLIFF AND THE BOY TO HER HUSBAND.

THAT KID IS MORE...

INDIAN THAN WHITE.

IT WON'T HURT HIM NONE TO BE WITH HIS OWN KIND.

LOOK...

FOR THE FIRST TIME,

I'VE GOT ENOUGH MONEY TO MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF MY LIFE.

YOU THINK I'M GONNA CHUCK THAT ALL AWAY JUST ON ACCOUNT OF HIM?

HOW ABOUT YOU, COWBOY?

YOU SEEN HALF THE THINGS YOU WANT TO SEE, HMM?

YOU BEEN WITH ALL THE PRETTY WOMEN YOU EVER DREAMED ABOUT?

YOU READY TO DIE?

I CAN REMEMBER SOME MORNINGS WHEN IT DIDN'T SEEM LIKE SUCH A BAD IDEA.

YOU, MRS. SANDOVAL...

ISN'T YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER

WORTH MORE THAN SOME HALF-BREED KID?

I LOVE MY GRANDDAUGHTER,

IF THAT IS WHAT YOU MEAN.

YOUR GRANDMA...

RAISED YOU UP IN A CONVENT IN SANTA FE

TO MAKE YOU INTO A FINE LADY.

AND NOW SHE'S TAKIN' YOU BACK TO MARRY A RICH MAN.

EVERYTHING IS WAITIN' FOR YOU ON A SILVER PLATTER.

YOU GONNA LOSE ALL THAT JUST BECAUSE SHEDOESN'T KNOW WHAT SHE'S GONNA DO?

STOP IT. LEAVE HER ALONE.

Hook: WE BETTER GET A FIRE STARTED.

IT BLOWS UP REAL COLD HERE AFTER THE SUN GOES DOWN.

[ man whistling melody ]

[ tools clanging ]

[ whistling continues ]

[ whistling stops ]

IS THERE NOT SOMETHING I CAN DO?

PERHAPS HOLD THE LANTERN.

YOU MUST BE TIRED.

I AIN'T TIRED.

MAYBE IF WE WAS TO TALK A LITTLE,

YOU WOULDN'T BE SO SKITTERY.

HEY, TRAVERS...

TRAVERS, I'D BE MUCH OBLIGED

IF YOU'D HOLD THIS LANTERN FOR A SPELL.

THANK YOU.

[ whistling continues ]

YOU KNOW THAT TUNE I WAS WHISTLIN'?

IT'S ALL ABOUT A GIRL NAMED CONSUELITA,

AND A FELLA WHO'S THIRSTIN' SOMETHIN' FIERCE

FOR A LITTLE SIP OF WINE.

SHE HASN'T EVEN GOT A GLASS,

OR ANYTHING ELSE INTO WHICH TO POUR IT.

YOU KNOW IT.

AND THEN SHE SAYS:

"ALAS, WHAT SHALL I DO?

TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST,

I HAVE NAUGHT TO OFFER BUT MY LIPS."

YOU DIDN'T...

PICK THAT UP IN NO CONVENT.

IT'S AN OLD SPANISH SONG.

SPANISH FOLKS, THEY KIND OF...

PUT A LOT OF STORE IN THINGS BEING GOOD AND OLD, DON'T THEY?

I MEAN...

THEY'RE TERRIBLE SET IN THEIR WAYS.

LIKE THIS HERE IDEA

OF HIDIN' A GIRL AWAY AND THEN MARRYING HER OFF

TO SOME FELLA SHE HARDLY EVEN KNOWS.

MY GRANDMOTHER WILL RECEIVE HIM AND SAY:

"HERE IS SHE WHOM YOU WERE PROMISED."

THEIR IDEA WASN'T WORTH MUCH EVEN WHEN IT WAS NEW.

[ coyote howls ]

HE'S NEVER GONNA GET THAT KINGPIN FIXED

IN TIME TO DO US ANY GOOD.

AND THEY KNOW THAT TOO.

THOSE AREN'T COYOTES WE'VE BEEN HEARIN'.

THAT'S NANCHEZ AND HIS BUCKS HAVIN' THEIR FUN,

JUST WAITIN' FOR DAYLIGHT TO MAKE US WISH WE--

HOLD IT.

[ distant clanging ]

SHACKLES...

THEY'RE COMIN' OFF.

SERGEANT...

YOU GOTTA DO SOMETHING.

GO SOMEPLACE AND SIT DOWN.

TALK TO HER. MAKE HER UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE'S DOING.

I SAID, SIT DOWN!

[ clanging continues ]

[ man yells in distance ]

[ owl hooting ]

EASY, COWBOY, EASY!

SLACK OFF!

NOT SO GOOD, MR. TRUDE.

Trude: WELL, I'LL JUST HAVE TO KEEP TRYIN'.

I HOPE I DON'T RUN OUT OF CUSSIN' MATERIAL FROM THE GOOD BOOK!

[ owl hooting ]

I GOT $15,000.

MONEY BELT RIGHT HERE.

YOU CAN HAVE HALF OF IT.

LEAVE ME ALONE.

YOU GOT A HUSBAND WAITIN' FOR YOU.

THINK OF WHAT YOU AND HIM COULD DO WITH ALL THAT MONEY.

GO AWAY.

WELL, YOU'LL BE SET FOR LIFE.

IT'LL EVEN MAKE HIM FORGET YOU EVER SPAWNED NANCHEZ'S KID.

ALL YOU GOT TO DO

IS TELL THE SERGEANT YOU WANT TO GIVE THE BOY BACK TO HIS FATHER.

YOU THINK I'D DO THAT FOR MONEY?

I'LL GIVE YOU ALL OF IT.

JUST LET ME KEEP A COUPLE OF THOUSAND.

WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?

I DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY!

I DON'T WANT ANYTHING FROM ANYBODY!

DON'T FOLLOW ME!

JUST DON'T FOLLOW ME!

Hook: MRS. SUTLIFF!

WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?

I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T CARE. I'LL RUN TILL I DROP.

IF NANCHEZ FINDS ME, HE'LL HAVE TO KILL ME BEFORE HE TAKES MY SON!

IF YOU DO ANY RUNNING, IT'LL BE BY YOURSELF.

YOU'RE COMING WITH ME, BOY.

QUITO. HAKO.

ANOTHER PARLEY.

IT SEEMS HE DID SOME THINKIN' LAST NIGHT, TOO.

MR. TRAVERS, COME BACK HERE!

NANCHEZ, YOU AND ME GOTTA TALK.

LISTEN...

DON'T LISTEN TO THOSE OTHERS.

JUST LISTEN TO ME, NANCHEZ.

I STOOD UP AGAINST HOOK.

YEAH...

I TOLD HIM THAT THE KID BELONGED TO YOU.

I WAS ON YOUR SIDE.

THAT'S THE LORD'S TRUTH.

LOOK-- LOOK HERE.

LOOK HERE.

MONEY.

THAT'S MONEY. DINERO.

$15,000.

YEAH...

IT'S YOURS.

ALL YOU GOT TO DO IS LET US GO.

HUH? [ chuckles ]

YOU-- YOU CAN BUY GUNS,

AMMUNITION...

YOU CAN BUY ALL THE WHISKEY YOU CAN DRINK.

LOOK AT--

- YOU'RE NOT... - [ cocks rifle ]

NO...

NO NO, DON'T DO THAT.

NO.

DON'T KILL ME.

NO, DON'T KILL ME.

SHOOT THAT THING, COWBOY, AND YOU'LL HAVE THOSE BUCKS SWARMIN' ALL OVER US.

YOU THINK A PARLEY'S GONNA CHANGE THAT?

GET DOWN.

WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

TAKE HIM UP ON THE ROCK. I'LL BE RIGHT WITH YOU.

NO! NO!

NO!

- QUITO! - TRUDE!

[ grunting ]

PUT YOUR GUN TO THE BOY'S HEAD.

DO WHAT?

WHEN I DROP MY RIGHT ARM, PULL THE TRIGGER.

MAYBE THIS IS YOUR WAR, SOLDIER,

BUT I DON'T HAPPEN TO BE IN THE ARMY.

I KNOW I'M ASKIN' AN AWFUL LOT OF YOU, BUT DO AS I TELL YA.

[ Cora grunting ]

♪ THE TROOPER WALKED TO MEET THE CHIEF ♪

♪ WITH FIRM AND STEADY TREAD ♪

♪ BESIDE THE COACH THEY WATCHED THE SCENE ♪

♪ IN WONDER AND FEAR OR DREAD ♪

♪ LIFE OR DEATH, WHAT WOULD BE? ♪

♪ RETURN THE CHILD AND SET THEM FREE ♪

- ♪ OR DEFY THE CHIEF'S DECREE ♪ - NO!

♪ COULD THERE BE ANOTHER KEY ♪

♪ TO THE DILEMMA? ♪

♪ KING SOLOMON ALONE COULD SOLVE ♪

♪ THIS PROBLEM, OH, SO GRIM ♪

♪ EACH PARENT HAD A NATURAL RIGHT ♪

♪ TO DENY IT WAS A SIN ♪

♪ THE TROOPER'S DUTY, IT WAS PLAIN ♪

♪ AND SO HE CHASED A DESPERATE GAME ♪

♪ WOULD THE CHIEF GIVE UP HIS CLAIM? ♪

♪ OR PUT A BULLET THROUGH THE BRAIN ♪

♪ OF HIS CHILD? ♪

MY PEOPLE HAVE LONG CALLED YOU "FACE OF STONE."

THEY WERE WRONG.

YOUR NAME SHOULD BE "HEART OF STONE."

I DO WHAT MUST BE DONE.

YOU ARE MORE INDIAN THAN YOU KNOW.

I'VE TAUGHT MYSELF TO THINK LIKE MY ENEMY.

I AM FAMILIAR WITH YOUR MIND.

YOU WILL NOT LET THE BLOOD OF MY SON MAKE YOU SOFT.

YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE.

AND YOU THINK YOU HAVE LEFT ME WITH NO CHOICE.

MAYBE YOU'RE MORE WHITE THAN YOU KNOW.

YOU LOVE YOUR SON TOO MUCH TO SEE HIM KILLED.

WITH YOUR PEOPLE, HE WOULD BE LIKE A BAT--

NEITHER A BIRD NOR A MOUSE,

A THING OF SCORN!

LET HIM GO WITH HIS MOTHER,

AND I PLEDGE HE WILL HAVE A CHANCE TO WALK WITH PRIDE AND HONOR.

YOU CANNOT SPEAK FOR YOUR PEOPLE.

YOU CANNOT STAND AGAINST THEM.

YOUR PLEDGE IS WORTHLESS.

AT LEAST THE BOY WILL LIVE.

I DO NOT CHOOSE SUCH A LIFE FOR MY SON.

THEN I HAVE NO MORE TO SAY.

WAIT.

PERHAPS OUR TALK HAS NOT FALLEN TO THE GROUND.

I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR PLEDGE,

BUT TODAY YOU CAST YOUR SHADOW OVER ME

AND I MUST LET YOU GO.

TOMORROW'S SUN MAY MAKE MY SHADOW LONGER.

YOU WILL REMEMBER THIS.

YOU WILL HAVE IT IN YOUR THOUGHTS DAY AFTER DAY.

[ yells ]

[ Indians crying out ]

SERGEANT...

WOULD YOU DO ME THE GOODNESS TO ANSWER A QUESTION?

IF I CAN.

NOW THAT WE ARE ALL SAFE,

IT MAY SEEM AN IMPERTINENCE.

YES, MA'AM.

WOULD YOU HAVE ORDERED THE BOY KILLED?

YES, IF I HAD TO.

THEN YOU DO BELIEVE ONE HAS HIS DUTY?

DUTY CAN MEAN A LOT OF THINGS.

OH?

MOSTLY IT MEANS LOOKING THINGS SQUARE IN THE FACE.

AND MAYBE FORGETTING THE REGULATIONS, THE RULES.

VERY INTERESTING, SERGEANT.

GRACIAS.

WHY ARE WE SO SOLEMN?

WE SHOULD BE HAPPY,

MOST HAPPY FOR YOU, MRS. SUTLIFF.

YOUR HUSBAND WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU IN SAN MIGUEL,

AND YOUR WHOLE LIFE WILL HAVE A NEW BEGINNING.

SURE, MRS. SUTLIFF,

LIKE THE NATIVES SAY, MUY VERDAD!

SI, ES VERDAD.

[ whip cracking ]

[ bell tolling ]

SENORA.

SENORITA.

ALL ABOARD, FOLKS!

I'LL HAVE YOU IN TUSCON FOR SUPPER!

THE PALACE HOTEL!

YOU CAN SIT AND LINE YOUR FLUES WITH TURTLE SOUP,

FRIED CHICKEN, DINGLE BERRIES, REAL BAKING-POWDER BREAD, AND ALL THE PIE

WITH CALF-SLOBBER MERINGUE YOU CAN EAT!

YOU PUT ME OFF MY SCHEDULE, SERGEANT,

BUT YOU AND THE LADY'S WELCOME TO RIDE WITH ME ANYTIME.

BE GOOD TO YOUR MA, SON, REAL GOOD.

FOUND THESE ON THE SEAT, SERGEANT.

MUST'VE FELL OUT OF YOUR POCKET.

THANKS.

JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU.

I THINK MAYBE I MIGHT HAVE DONE SOME GROWIN' UP ON THIS TRIP.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOUR NAME.

PLEASE, I'D LIKE TO REMEMBER IT.

JEFF BENNET, MA'AM.

JEFF BENNET.

THANK YOU, JEFF.

GOOD LUCK, GENERAL.

YOU TOO, BUB.

IF YOU'VE GOT ON YOUR MIND WHAT I'M THINKIN'-- THE SENORITA--

YOU'RE GONNA BE NEEDIN' ALL THE LUCK.

WELL, FAINT HEART NEVER FILLED A FLUSH.

QUIEN SABE?

YEAH, WHO KNOWS?

ROO-RAH-ROO!

[ whip cracking ]

I DON'T SUPPOSE FRED KNEW JUST WHAT STAGE WE'D BE ON.

BESIDES, WE GOT IN SO LATE.

MY WIFE DOESN'T ALWAYS MEET ME

WHEN I GO HOME ON FURLOUGH.

I'LL GO TO THE LIVERY AND HIRE A BUCKBOARD.

SERGEANT...

YOU'RE COMING WITH ME?

PLEASE?

YOU WERE RIGHT TO SAVE THE DRESS TILL NOW.

I WOULDN'T WORRY.

IT'LL GROW BACK.

YOU'RE AFRAID?

THEY DIDN'T TELL FRED ABOUT QUITO.

I SEE.

COLONEL WEAVER ASKED ME IF I WANTED HIM TO KNOW,

BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE BETTER

IF I WERE THERE WHEN HE FINDS OUT.

YEAH... BETTER.

I WAS HOPING YOU'D BE WAITING WHEN THE STAGE GOT IN.

I'VE BEEN KIND OF MIXED UP, CORA.

SO MUCH TO THINK ABOUT.

THE INDIAN BOY?

FRED, ALL THE WAY HERE I'VE BEEN TRYING TO...

THINK OF A WAY TO TELL YOU.

TELL ME WHAT, CORA?

HE'S MINE, FRED. HE'S MY CHILD.

I HEARD ABOUT IT,

BUT I WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT.

I KNOW HOW HARD IT IS FOR YOU TO ACCEPT THIS ALL AT ONCE.

YOU AND THAT INDIAN, NANCHEZ?

I JUST DON'T KNOW WHY YOU HAD TO BRING THE BOY.

HE'S MY CHILD, FRED.

I COULDN'T LIVE WITHOUT HIM.

AND YOU EXPECT ME TO LIVE WITH HIM.

WELL, HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL WHEN I LOOK AT HIM?

AND WHAT ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE?

WHAT DO I TELL THEM?

HOW DO I EVEN FACE THEM?

YOU SHOULD'VE LEFT HIM WITH HIS OWN KIND, CORA.

HIS OWN KIND IS ME.

HE'S MINE!

FRED, I-I DO UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL, BUT...

CAN'T WE JUST TRY?

[ knocking on door ]

EXCUSE ME, MR. SUTLIFF.

WHAT IS IT? WHAT'S THE MATTER?

MY HORSE THREW A SHOE.

I'D LIKE TO FIX IT BEFORE DARK.

I CAN'T FIND THE HOOF KNIFE.

HOW LONG WERE YOU MARRIED, WHEN IT HAPPENED?

NINE YEARS.

WE LIVED IN PENNSYLVANIA.

I CAME OUT HERE FIRST AND HOMESTEADED,

AND THEN I SENT FOR HER.

SHE NEVER GOT HERE.

ALL THOSE YEARS-- NO CHILD?

IT JUST DIDN'T HAPPEN.

SO THAT'S THE WAY YOU'RE LOOKING AT IT--

LIKE I OUGHT TO BE GRATEFUL TO HAVE ANY KIND OF SON,

EVEN ONE BY A DIRTY INDIAN BUTCHER?

WELL, THAT'S ONE WAY OF LOOKING AT IT.

WELL, WHAT OTHER WAY IS THERE?

THE BOY GAVE HER REASON TO LIVE,

AND SHE'S LIVED THROUGH AN AWFUL LOT.

DOESN'T IT COUNT WHAT I WENT THROUGH,

WHAT I'LL HAVE TO GO THROUGH FROM NOW ON?

I DIDN'T SAY IT WAS GONNA BE EASY.

FIRST THINKING SHE WAS DEAD,

THEN LIVING THIS LONELY MISERABLE LIFE,

AND THEN SHE HAS TO COME HOME WITH THIS.

I DON'T WANT TO TALK ANY MORE.

BOY HAD HIS SUPPER?

YES.

SHE PUT A BLANKET ON THE FLOOR FOR HIM TO SLEEP ON.

HAPPY HOMECOMING.

YOU KNOW, YOU'RE PRETTY LUCKY.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO THINK THINGS OUT.

YOU JUST OBEY ORDERS.

LOOK, CORA...

YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THIS THING TO ME.

I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU, BUT...

WELL, CAN'T WE JUST TRY?

[ crying ] HE'S SUCH A LITTLE BOY.

HE'S NOT MINE, CORA.

OH, FRED.

I KEPT REMEMBERING ONCE WE HAD A GOOD LIFE,

AND I WAS READY TO FORGIVE YOU ABOUT THE INDIAN...

FORGIVE ME?

...BUT YOU HAD TO GO AND BRING HIS...

FORGIVE ME?!

WHAT KIND OF A MAN DO YOU THINK I AM?!

SHE HAS NO ONE ELSE TO TURN TO, MR. SUTLIFF.

ANY REASON FOR YOU TO BE NOSYING IN, SOLDIER?

WELL, IS THERE?

NO.

I GUESS MY JOB HERE IS DONE.

[ door closes ]

WHERE YOU GOING?

WITHOUT MY SON, I HAVE NO PLACE HERE.

YES, YOU HAVE.

YOUR PLACE ISHERE.

IF YOU WANT IT.

IF YOU REALLY WANT IT.

I'M SORRY, FRED.

I'VE GOT TO GET AWAY FROM HERE.

[ horse whinnies ]

I'M HER HUSBAND. SHE BELONGS TO ME.

SHE DOESN'T BELONG TO ANYONE NOW BUT THE BOY.

CORA.

FORGIVE ME FOR COMING BACK,

FOR PUTTING YOU THROUGH ALL THIS.

YOU'RE NOT GONNA TAKE HER.

YOU CAN TAKE THE BOY,

BUT NOT HER.

IS THIS HOW YOU'RE GONNA SOLVE IT, MR. SUTLIFF?

SHOOT ME AND FORCE HER TO STAY?

THEN WHAT DO YOU DO ABOUT THE BOY, SHOOT HIM TOO?

GET IN THAT WAGON AND LEAVE BY YOURSELF, SOLDIER.

YOU'RE NOT THE KIND OF MAN WHO'D...

[ gunshots ]

Hook: THAT'S NANCHEZ!

JUMP ON! JUMP ON!

HI'YA! HI'YA!

- HI'YA! - [ Indians screaming ]

WE GOT NANCHEZ.

WITH THEIR LEADER GONE, THEY'RE THROUGH.

GOOD BOY, TAKES THINGS THE INDIAN WAY-- WITHOUT YAPPING.

I HAVE RELATIVES BACK EAST.

I COULD GO THERE.

IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?

NO.

I'M 47.

NEARLY 30 OF THAT IN THE ARMY.

MAKES A MAN ROUGH.

I'VE GOT FOUR MONTHS TILL THE END OF MY LAST HITCH.

YOU COULD GET A ROOM IN THE SETTLEMENT NEAR THE FORT.

FOUR MONTHS, NOT SUCH A LONG SPELL.

WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY?

NOBODY'S LIKELY TO GET HURT THERE.

OH?

A MAN GETS DEFENSIVE,

EVERYBODY IN THE FORT TRYING TO MARRY HIM OFF.

BUT IF YOU INVENT A FAMILY AND STICK TO IT,

IT MAKES IT A LOT EASIER FOR EVERYBODY.

I THINK I ALWAYS KNEW.

YOU DID?

UH-HUH.

BAHOJA.

YOU GOT TO LEARN TO SPEAK ENGLISH.