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* Jim Bowie *

* Oh he was a bold
adventurin' man *

* Jim Bowie Jim Bowie *

* Battled for right
with a powerful hand *

* His blade was
tempered and so was he *

* Indestructible steel was he *

* Jim Bowie Jim Bowie *

* He was a fighter *

* A fearless and mighty
adventurin' man *

* A fearless and mighty
adventurin' man *

- [Jim] In 1830, Nacogdoches
was a sleepy little mission

town just across the border
in the Mexican state of Texas.

I'd been through
the town before,

but never stayed longer than
it took to water my horse.

(speaking foreign language)

(guns firing)

- [Jim] A military
execution in Nacogdoches

was something new.

And this was very strange,

but as a visiting
American it was,

of course, none of my business.

(speaking foreign language)

- An American.

Then we shall
converse in English.

I am Captain Hernando Sanchez,

of the garrison of Nacogdoches.

Your name, senor?

- I'm Jim Bowie,
from New Orleans.

- You are passing through,
or is this your destination?

If you will pardon my asking.

- I'm just passing through.

- And your business?

- My business happens
to be my own, captain.

- This is a troubled year
for my country, senor.

Fear and suspicion
are everywhere.

If I could just but
see your passport?

- My passport?

I didn't think I
needed a passport,

I never did before.

- That is to be regretted.

You will please come with me

to the office of the
(speaking foreign language).

- Well, I'm not sure I
want a passport, Captain.

In fact, the way things
seem to be around here,

I'm not sure I want to
stay in Texas at all.

- But you are in Texas.

I am desolated,

but I must ask you to
obey the military law,

even as I must obey it.

- You telling me
I'm under arrest?

- Permit me to warn you
against violence, senor.

I am myself a man of
tender sensibilities,

but my soldiers, they
feel no pain in killing.

- Well, I came to Mexico on
friendly business, captain.

So, I guess there's no point

in getting off on
the wrong foot.

Lead on.

- After you.

(speaking foreign language)

(gentle music)

- Oh Don Ignacio I am intruding,

but it's a matter of business.

- Come in captain.

- May I present Senor Bowie,
a gentleman from New Orleans.

Don Ignacio Flores

El (speaking foreign
language) of Nacogdoches.

- Senor.

- (speaking foreign
language) senor.

- His daughter, Senorita Josefa.

- Hello senorita.

- His sister Senora Rodriguez.

- Senora.

- And Colonel Bradford
of the Mexican Army,

our military governor.

- Colonel, I'm honored.

- When Senor Bowie found
himself in our present country,

without the necessary passport,

he insisted on coming
here to secure it.

- It will be swiftly arrange it.

- You are the Bowie
who invented the knife?

- I have to plead
guilty to that, Colonel.

Say, you're American
too, aren't ya?

- Yes, I was born in Virginia,
I am now in the service

of general Santa Anna.

- Oh.

- If you would step
over here, Senor Bowie.

If I could see your credentials,
some identification.

- Well, last time
I was in Texas,

the only trouble I had was
with a couple of Comanches.

- Well, there's been a
change of policy Mr. Bowie,

we're now trying to keep out
all undesirable foreigners.

- Well, I'm sure Senor Bowie,
he's in now way undesirable.

- Well, I'm afraid I don't
have a thing on me in

the way of identification.

Oh, wait a minute, I do have
a letter from an old friend,

asking me to join him in Texas.

I'm sure you heard of him.

- I see, of course.

This will be quite
satisfactory, senor.

- Excuse me, Don Ignacio.

This letter is from a friend?

- I'm proud to say
he is, colonel.

- No passport,
he's under arrest.

- Under arrest, what for?

- [Ignacio] What has he done?

- Not for what he's done,
for what he is, a spy.

- I'm not a spy, I'm
here to buy land.

- This letter is an
invitation from Sam Huston

to meet him here in Texas.

- That's right, he's
located the land for us.

- You don't know that
Houston's ambition is to make

Texas an independent republic,
with himself as president?

- Well, that's all
news to me, colonel.

I never aimed to
join Sam Houston

in anything stronger
than a drink.

- Your reputation has
preceded you, Mr. Bowie.

Disarm him, captain.

- I beg you to consider
the presence of the ladies

and of my troupers.

- Please, senor.

- Nobody's gonna get
hurt, I give you my word.

(knife thuds)

- The military prison, captain.

- After you Senor Bowie.

- Senora, senorita,
my apologies.

(dramatic music)

(belt whacks)

(door rattles)

- Bowie, I want Houston.

You tell me where he
is and you'll go free.

- I don't know where he is.

- Come now, that was a
very friendly letter.

- Inviting me to come to
Texas, land of opportunity,

nothing more.

- But you were to meet him.

- I was to look him up.

His movements are well known.

- Unfortunately, not
quite well enough.

There is a price on him.

A rather high one.

I would be willing to
pay it even to you.

- I don't think I understand
an American like you,

or care to.

- Mr. Bowie, I have not
been an American since

the Creek Campaign of
'14, nor do I care to be.

- You were at the
battle of Toapeka?

- I was.

- Well so was Houston.

Did you know him then?

- We were both under
General Jackson's command.

- Hey, wait a minute,

(slaps knee) yeah,
you're that Bradford.

Houston told me a
little about you.

- Did he?

Just what did he tell you?

- He told me he
was an ensign then,

and the he stormed the
creek fortifications with

a handful of men and
got himself surrounded,

and that Jackson ordered
you to come to his rescue,

and you refused.

- Go to the aid of a
glory seeking young fool

who had managed to get himself

and his men
hopelessly entrapped?

I quite properly refused,
on tactical grounds.

- Yeah but the court
marshal said cowardice,

didn't it colonel?

- Jackson.

I despise President
Jackson and all his works.

And I shall leave nothing
undone to injure him

or his country.

So Bowie, you can see it's
important to me to find Houston.

You have until tomorrow morning.

If by then you should
still prove stubborn,

I will give you
cause to regret it.

(dramatic music)

(door rattles)

* I have a long long way to go *

* Gotta pack my horse *

* Gotta find me a star *

* And cross the desert *

(door rattles)

* Waste *

* And cross the desert waste *

- I must apologize
for the humble fare,

but the wine is passable.

- If you've come here
to work on me about

the whereabouts of Houston
you're wasting your time

and spoiling my appetite.

- Would you like the
return of your weapon?

- Well now, look at this.

What's the price?

- The assassination of
our military governor.

Your knife and your freedom

for the death of
Colonel Bradford.

- Yeah I heard
you the first time

and I'm probably
not the only one.

- My guards do not speak
English, and even if they did,

I'm not the only Mexican
who hates this tyrant.

To see a man like Bradford
use his military precision

to rob men like yourself, to
humiliate his own countrymen,

it is a thing to make one sick.

- Yeah, I see what ya mean.

I'm not feeling too good myself.

- Then you will
accept the honor?

- I'm afraid not, the
price is too high.

- Let me put this matter to
you from a different direction,

think of it as an
act of patriotism,

performed in the name of liberty

for your country and mine.

- Let me put the matter to you

from another direction captain.

How do I know that
Bradford isn't the patriot,

and you're not the tyrant?

- You have the rest of the
night to reconsider Senor Bowie.

I have orders from my colonel,
to flog you in the morning.

(dramatic music)

(whip snaps)

- He does not cry out,
nor does he faint.

- Sanchez.

(speaking foreign language)

- Where is Houston, Bowie?

(dramatic music)

(speaking foreign language)

(whip snaps)

(speaking foreign language)

- Is there enough
hate in you now senor?

- Enough for 10 men

and you're high on
the list captain.

(dramatic music)

- Your servant, Don Ignacio.

- You are no servant
of mine, Hernando.

You are a hypocrite.

- Senor.

- The American was
flogged, and by you.

- By my orders, Don Ignacio.

- You dishonor my
dearest friend,

you, the man engaged
to marry my daughter.

- I will relieve Senorita
Josefa of the contract

if that is your wish.

- That is not my wish.

The arrangement was made
between your father and myself.

Have you thought
of insurrection?

- I have.

- Then you better think harder.

The colonel asked me
for the hand of Josefa.

- Why the pig.

I will call him out.

- No, you cannot risk it all.

I'm getting old, and
if you are killed,

who is going to protect Josefa

from those grasping,
dirty hands?

There must be another way.

- I will find a
way, Don Ignacio,

I swear to this by
the Holy Mother.

- May God be with you.

(dramatic music)

(door rattling)

- I persevere Bowie.

Once again, where is Houston?

- Even if I knew, I
wouldn't tell you.

- Your final word?

- No.

(whacking)
(crying out)

- At dawn captain, you will
execute him as a foreign spy.

- Yes colonel.

- When he comes to, inform
him of his sentence.

- Yes colonel.

(dramatic music)

(knocking)

- Yes?

- With your permission colonel,
a matter of importance.

- Come in, come in.

Did you tell him?

- I did.

- Is he scared?

Do you think he'll crack?

- It is my considered
opinion colonel,

that you will never
break this man.

- He leaves me no alternative.

- Colonel, permit me
to differ with you,

it is for this that I have come.

- Differ?

With me?

- In your own interest, sir.

Despite Senor Bowie's
notorious character

and infamous reputation,

he does have friends
in high places.

To execute such a man
at a time like this,

it is sure to bring inquiries.

Perhaps even damage
your relations with
General Santa Anna.

- Are you suggesting
that I let him go?

- There are more ways that
one to kill a man, Colonel.

- Suicide?

- It is not in the
character Senor Bowie

to take his own life.

But it is in his character
to, ah, to try to escape?

(glass clinking)

- Glass of wine Sanchez?

- Thank you colonel.

Salute.

(dramatic music)

- Buenas noches Senor Bowie.

- Wine and fruit senor,
to visit the imprisoned,

it is one of the seven
corporal works of mercy.

- You mean paying
your last respects,

is that what you mean?

- Our visit is a
work of mercy yes,

but it's also more than that.

We come as friends.

- [Josefa] You must of course

peel the fruit before
eating it senor.

- So you may continue
to have good health.

- Thank you.

- Tomorrow morning, one half
hour before your execution,

a priest will visit you.

When he leaves, the door
will remain unlocked.

In the courtyard, just
inside the open gate,

there will be the
priest's white horse.

- The priest is with him
now and all is ready.

The guards will not shoot
until ordered to do so.

- Good.

- For an occasion
such as this colonel,

why not the hunting rifle?

The gift from
General Santa Anna.

- Excellent Sanchez,
why not indeed.

- With your permission colonel,

it would please me to load it.

- Well, thank you captain.

You've become most
considerate the past few days.

Promotions do not
come through sulking

and resistance you know?

- I am learning a man can
grow in many ways colonel,

even through patience.

- Well you stick with
me and you'll go far.

- Always close behind you
colonel, even to the death.

(dramatic music)

- Thank you father.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

- Coulda sworn I had him.

Guards.

I've only to say the word

and six bullets will
shatter your heart.

- Well, what's holding
you back, Colonel,

am I too lose to the horse,

is that what's wrong?

- Stay where you are!

I'll give you
another chance Bowie,

I'd still rather have Houston.

You have exactly five seconds.

- Well, you're getting
monotonous colonel.

(metal clinking)

(grunting)

(metal clinking)

(pot shatters)

(metal clinking)

- [Bradford] Guards, shoot!

(guns firing)

(Bradford grunts)

(speaking foreign language)

- A most unfortunate
accident senor,

which leaves me in
command of the garrison.

As one however
who has never been

in complete procession
of your case,

I must ask you to
return to your cell.

Please do as I say senor.

This time the muskets
are being loaded by

the troupers themselves,

and they seldom make the mistake

of forgetting to
include the load.

(dramatic music)

- I find you Senor Bowie, to
be a man of honor and goodwill.

I therefore return
to you your baggage,

your rams, and your gold.

Together with this passport.

- Well, thank you sir.

And if I'm to buy land in Texas,

I have to become a Mexican
citizen, is that right?

- This is the law senor.

- Well, I'll think about it.

- We are sorry your visit in
our town was not more pleasant.

- There's more to life than
just pleasure senorita.

And my visit here has been
a rich and rewarding one.

- You will love Texas Senor
Bowie, and Texas will love you.

- Thank you.

Best wishes, Don Ignacio.

- Adios senor, (speaking
foreign language).

- I will see you to your horse.

- Hello Pete boy!

- I wish to thank you for
all you have done for me.

- It seems to me I'm the one
should be thanking you captain.

- No senor, my country
and I lost a bad friend

but gained a good one.

Without you nothing
would have changed.

- Well, I'll be
seeing you again soon.

- Yes, on the fifth of May,

the day of my wedding
to Senorita Josefa.

- Oh, congratulations.

Say, what makes you so
sure I'll be back then?

- That is the day
your passport expires,

you must be here to renew it.

- Oh.

(men laughing)

Goodbye captain.

- Adios amigo.

* Sometime somewhere *

* I know we will meet again *

* Jim Bowie Jim Bowie *

* He was a fighter *

* A fearless and mighty
adventurin' man *