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You gonna help me, Sheriff?

Only so I can hang you, Greiner.

- Where are the saddlebags?
- I didn't have none.

What would I want
with saddlebags?
I never owned nothin'.

The money you took from Wylie--
the government money.

- What did you do with it?
- I'm losing blood, Sheriff.

He was a good man.
You killed him.
You killed Wylie.
No. No.

You lived in town
eight months, Greiner.

You never worked.
What did you live on?

Where did you get
the money to gamble?

You only save me from
the Apache to let me die? The saddlebags.

What'd you save me for
if you're gonna
let me die here?

You're not gonna
die here, Greiner.

You're gonna die hanging.

Take your time.
Take your time.

Bring your team in. Come on.
Bring 'em up here in front.

Get the coach in here.
Get 'em on up here.

That's right.
Keep 'em over that side.

That's right.
A little closer. Yeah.

Bring your team in. Come on.
Bring 'em up here in front.

That's right.

Hey. I'll tell you
when to get in here.

Oh.

How'd it happen?
Oh, never mind.
I don't care.

What am I always opening
my fool mouth for?
I don't want to know.

Come on. Give me a hand here.
Let's get out of here.

Can we help?

No, ma'am.

I'll take care of him.

Take it easy now, boys.

When you're
gettin' em off of here,
don't hurry 'em any.

Take your time.
Take your time.

Easy.

Giddap there!

Looks like a bad one.

How? Apache.
About 30 miles back.

Get me some water.
Whoa.

They must've been drunk.

Ain't been
fightin' 'Pache round here
for three or four years.

Here. Where'll I put him,
ma'am?

I ain't being nurse
to anybody, Sheriff.

He's my prisoner.
I'll take care of him.

First bedroom
at the head of the stairs.

The name's Ann Kenyon.

I own this place
with my husband.

How do you do,
Mrs. Kenyon?
Colonel Morsby.

It isn't very often
we have a woman
come through here.

What's your name?

Valerie.
Valerie Kendrick.

Well, I hope
the couple days
you're out here--

You, uh, are going
to Salado, aren't you?

You aren't going on west
right now?

I'm going to Salado.

Well, that's a relief.
I mean, knowing we'll
have time to talk.

If only a little time.

Say, you know the fella
that was walkin'-- the one
that shot the other one?

Well, I don't mean to scare you,

'cause the Waco Rambler
was a gentleman
with the ladies.

But I swear
he's the Waco Rambler.

No.

Couldn't be the Waco Rambler.

Waco Rambler
got himself hung
eight, nine years ago.

No.

What room shall I take,
Mrs. Kenyon?

Oh, you'll have to share
a room with Mr. Hatcher,
Colonel.

Second door to your right
upstairs. Thank you.

Mrs. Kenyon, what about
that wounded man?

You get used
to everything around here,

especially the wounded
and the dying.

You just get used to it.

Miss! Would you bring up
some hot water?

It's on the stove, Sheriff.

I'll take it up.

Went through.
It's out.

Can I help? No. It's all right now.

How long did you ride
with him like that?

Not too long.

He must have lost
a lot of blood...

not being bandaged right away.

Didn't he? Maybe.

There wasn't time
to do anything else.

Miss Kendrick, your room
is right across the hall.

If you'll follow me--

Those pillowcases
are expensive, Sheriff.

I'll pay for 'em.

As soon as he can travel,
you get him out of here.
Understand?

This is a matter of law.
You don't tell me
what and how.

When he can travel,
I'll get him out.
Do youunderstand?

If you'll follow me,
Miss Kendrick.

Nobody give him anything
until they check
with me first.

How pleasant.

I was gonna make 'em
all up like this.

But what for?

Soldiers, killers, sheriffs?

Or my husband?

He never notices
anything different.

Maybe he does notice.

Lots of men can't say it,
but they notice
and like it.

Sure. Back East...

where couples have time
for each other...

to notice each other.

But when you work all day,
you don't have time.

You're too busy
building a future,
like my husband says.

Only the future never comes.

I hope I'm up to it.

If you get to live out here,
you'll get like
all the rest of us--

almost sick for the sight
and sound of another woman.

Someone to talk clothes with
or gossip...

or just do nothin'.

You're the first woman
who's passed through here
in three months.

Maybe I can come up a ways
and we can meet
once in a while.

From Salado? South of Salado.

The man I'm engaged to,
he has a ranch down there.

That's a hard time
running a ranch
in this country.

Well, he wrote me that
it's quite comfortable now.

I don't know why
I'm even making plans.

I'm not even sure that--

You have to be sure.

If I'd really loved him,
would-- would I have
stayed away this long?

It's over a year
since he left Abilene.

You better wash up now.

Food will be served
in a few minutes.

Your coach is ready
to leave, folks.

If there's anybody else
headin' west--

Nobody else, Deadhorse.
Glen's got 'em all.

All right.
Nobody else, Glen.

Get it rollin', boy.
Get it rollin'.

Your patient didn't
eat very much.

He's doing all right.

I've seen men
in a lot worse shape who've
been up and around in no time.

Where are you taking him?
Back to Rio Seco.

- Are you the sheriff there?
- Mm-hmm.

What'd he do? Murder.

He break jail?
Never was in.

But if he hasn't
had a trial,
how can you--

You knowhe committed the murder?

He's guilty.

Very often out here,
it's necessary to judge
and punish without a trial.

But how can you?

The way I take
the sheriff's word that
Indians wounded his prisoner.

They were Apache.

We know our enemy.
We have to.

We didn't once, but we do now.

How can you say they're
guilty of something
until it's proven?

Law is an unusual interest
for a woman.

I'm not talking about law.
I'm referring to justice,
Colonel.

Then justice is an unusual
interest for women.

In-- In the border wars,

I saw a judge decide
who was guilty your way.

He would say,
"We know our enemy."

Just as you say, Colonel.
He would say, "Why pretend?

I know. Everybody knows."

You're from Abilene, huh, Miss?

Of course. Judge Kendrick.

He was an extremist, a fanatic.

My father did it
for as noble a reason...

as you think
you have, Colonel--
or the sheriff.

He did it out of
an honest belief
it was his sacred duty...

to judge the border raiders
that way.

There was a special reason.

There's always a special reason.

The fact still remains
the Apache tried to kill
a white man today.

Correct, Sheriff?

Colonel, I've been
out here a long time.

I ain't heard
of any Apache fighting
in three or four years.

A week ago, I was making
a routine inspection
on the San Carlos reservation.

While I was there,
50 of them escaped.

We only got shot up by two.

You're lucky.

They killed a family of settlers
in Grant Valley.

My husband-- he'll be
coming back from Salado.

He's riding alone.

I wouldn't worry,
Mrs. Kenyon.

By the time the Apache
gets that far south,
I will have reached Salado.

Our troops will be in the field
and ready for them.

Sheriff. Colonel.
Come on!

That one standing there
and pointing--

do you see him?

Yeah.

That's their leader.
Cara Blanca.

Are they the ones, Sheriff?

That's right, from San Carlos.

I'm not sure
they're the same ones.
What are you scaring her for?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Kenyon,
but we have to be prepared.

You can't prepare if you
fool yourself into thinking
everything's all right.

Well, they're here,
aren't they?
All of them.

What are we going to do?

I want a man
to go to Salado
and get troops.

Salado's a two-day ride.
If Cara Blanca attacks,

the troops would
never get back in time
and we'd be a man short.

We'll have to run that risk.
Don't let him throw you into a panic.

Those Indians won't attack
unless they're stirred up.

They don't need stirring up.

We scattered them
from Mexico
to California.

We broke their ranks,
and they re-formed.

We burnt their villages,
and they lived in caves.

They have a will to survive,
a passion for life,
that shames any white man.

It never dies.

Nothing destroys the Apache
but death-- total, complete.

I fought the Apache too,
but the wars are over,
finished.

I live with them now.
I stopped fighting.

But you can't.
That's the difference
between us.

I can admit we made a mistake
doing what we did to them,
but you can't.

You never will. They're comin' over.

Where are you going? To get a rifle,
of course.

There are only two of them
coming over. Even one is dangerous.

I figure we can handle this
without a gun.

Don't act like you think
they killed those settlers.
Don't accuse them.

I know how
to handle these people.
It's my business to know.

We come in peace. You broke your word.

The reservation was not
the way it was promised.

Three years is enough
for my people.

- You had food and shelter.
- You promised more--

the green farmlands
of the Rio Colorado.

But when
the new white men
wanted our farms,

you moved us
to the desert
of San Carlos.

A government as big as ours
doesn't always know the mistakes
that are made by its helpers.

Is it too much to ask
that the white chief know...

when his promises
are made into lies?

We come to trade--
for food, for salt.

That's not why you're here.

We want only peace,
Colonel Morsby.

Our tribe will suffer
no more at your hands.

Do not awaken the old hatreds.

He came only for food.
That's all he wants.

We can't trade food
for those things.

We can't afford it.

Will five American dollars
buy them?

Food. Not money.

The five dollars
will buy flour and salt.

Won't it, Ann?

Good.

You get the flour.

You get the doodads.

Ese hombre solamente.

What's the matter?
He hasn't committed
any crime.

A family of settlers
was murdered.

You're guessing.
You don't know
who did it.

Do you need proof
that the man upstairs,
Greiner, committed murder?

There are times and places
when you have to believe...

a man's guilty until
he proves he's innocent.

That's crazy. A point where all you
can expect is treachery and murder.

It isn't the same.

Whatever you think is wrong
will be worked out
at the council table.

But you will return now
with your people.

You will return
to the reservation.

Colonel, why don't you
listen to the sheriff?

Deadhorse,
take Cara Blanca
across on the barge.

Sheriff, why don't you
listen to the colonel?

Whether you return
to the reservation
or not is your business.

But make sure
you're gone by morning.

Whatever you think
of an Indian's word--

As much as any man's
if he lives up to it.

My word, my promise--
we shall be gone
by morning.

I sure like Apache.

One of the first white men
in these parts to like 'em.

Said to General Custer,
"Custer," I said,

"you got to trust Apache."

Oh, yes, sir,
I'm very fond of Apache.

Are you always
so sure of everything?

Not always.

Can I put up my horse
in the barn? Do anything you like.

You seem to be
running things
around here.

Ann. Ann.

You forgot these. Not now. Later.

Miss?

Are you afraid?

Well, I-- I don't know.

But you must know
if you're scared.

Well, I--
I read things in Kansas
about the Apache,

about the things
they did, but...

this one acted peaceful.

I'm afraid.

I try not to be, but I am.
Well, that sheriff, he seemed calm.

I hate him. Hate him?

Do you believe him?
Do you believe everything's
gonna be all right?

Well, I-- I guess I am anxious,

but I don't have any reason
to doubt the sheriff.

I mean, doubt what he said
about the Apache.

But the colonel doesn't agree,
and it's his profession.

He knows there's no easy way.

He knows we're not safe.
He doesn't promise
an easy way out of here.

The sheriff didn't
promise anything.
He didn't--

Like my husband promised--
so much.

I won't die here.
I won't!

Miss.

Some water?

Sorry, miss.

I heard.

She's right about his big talk,
about the sheriff.

Why do you think so?

He told you about me,
about why I'm here.

Yes.

'Cause he always
thinks he's right.

Ain't anybody else says so,
but he says so.

You claim you're innocent?

All I'm sayin',
if you listen to his ideas,

he'll have us all killed
before we're through.

I-- I'll be back later.

You're all right.
I'll tell you about it.

Then you figure who's
talkin' straight--
him or me.

I'll be back.

You do understand
why I had to talk
to the Apache that way?

Maybe that's the only
way you know how
to talk to people.

The government's way--
the army's way to talk
to Apaches.

When I came here 12 years ago,
the massacre of settlers
was beyond control.

Because of the way you
had treated the Apache.

That wasn't our mistake.

Our mistake was not
in being too cruel.

We were too kind.

It was not that
we were too harsh.

We were too soft.

Almost too late,
we recognized they kill
for the love of killing,

kill because they have
a natural need to kill.

Nobody's got
a natural need to kill.

That grows in a man.
It's put there
after he's born.

Your kind of
misguided benevolence led to
the slaughter in this territory.

That's why,
as much as I was haunted
by the thing I was doing,

I had to recommend
that the Apache submit
or be exterminated.

That's why, finally,
we moved in 8,000 troops.

That was youridea? You don't understand,
my friend. You--

Look. Look here.

See the beauty
of this craftsmanship,

the simplicity that is true art.

That was my torment, my doubt.

Could such artistry
be the root of their being...

and everything else about them
only my imagination?

Or was this-- this beauty
just a mask for violence?

Don't you think that, even
to this day, I am sickened
by what I had to do?

But my admiration
stopped at murder.

Murder? You call it murder.
You make it a crime.

We robbed them, we killed them.

When they fought back,
we called it murder.

I don't know
all about you, Colonel,

but you complain too much
about what you hadto do.

I think killing Apaches
is something
you liketo do.

You can put up
an all-night guard...

or be murdered in your sleep.

Well, I guess
there's no other way.

Mmm. Have to, I reckon.

Of course we have to.
We absolutely have to.

I'll be upstairs if you need me.

You take it first.
I'll relieve you.

Sheriff!
Colonel!

Sheriff! Look up
the north road!

Look!

Now what about
Cara Blanca's
precious honor?

Now, what about it? I don't know.

Now we'll lay down
the law to them.

We'll do what I wanted
to do in the first place.

The troops are in Salado.
The coach isn't due
for a day and a half.

There's nothing to back you up.
- They're afraid of me.

That's what backs me up.

They're afraid of me
because they've never
been able to fool me.

If you squeeze
Cara Blanca into a corner,
he'll have to fight us.

You know it. He's killed five settlers
already. He wants to fight.

Didn't the sheriff
say that two Apaches
shot the man upstairs?

Not thieves, not highwaymen,
but Apaches.

Didn't he say that, Hatcher?
You heard him. Well, yeah, he said it.

And, Miss Kendrick,

you seem
to have great faith
in the sheriff's words.

The Indians were
to be gone by morning.

It's-- Well, something
could have come up.

Something--Something did come up--
a plan to murder us.

You don't know that
as a certainty.

Then why don't
the Apache leave?
Why?

Mrs. Kenyon,
can you tell me why?

Sheriff, Hatcher, any of you.

Can anyone tell me why
the Apache decided to stay?

Can anyone give me a motive
other than treachery?

What do you
want to do? Go into the camp.

Carry it right to them
on their home ground,
and I shall go alone.

Do you want Morsby
to go there alone?

I want you to go with him.

Maybe both is a better idea.

You ready, Colonel?

Greiner's beginning
to move around.
Keep an eye on him.

You said you'd
be gone by morning.

When I told my people
what the colonel had said,

they would not leave
until we talked again.

What are you after, Cara Blanca?

What do your people want?

Farmland that will not
be taken from us.

A life of peace
and not to be hunted.

Not to be tracked down
like animals by troops.

It's not what the colonel wants.
He says you've broken the law.

Your law is like a twig--
bent this way and that
as you want.

Colonel, I want your promise
that troops will not
come after us.

Five settlers were killed
south of San Carlos.

We did not do it. You were there
when it happened.

We parted ways
from those of my people
who would still go to war.

We left them.
We went our own way.

You knew the five settlers
would be murdered
if you walked away.

As you turned your face...

when the whites
killed our families
at the mines of Santa Rita.

But that was so many years ago.

Have you counted
the wagon trains of whites
the Apache have killed since?

And how many innocent
tribes of the north...

have been hunted to death
in caves and canyons?

The new killing
is your doing,
and the guilty will hang.

En la sangre de sus abuelos,
han jurado no matar más.

Make no move, Colonel.
Answer this question.

Do you say
some of my people must die?

We can't talk anymore here.
I'll council with the colonel
back at the house.

- There'll be no trouble.
- Until the sun
is low in the sky.

You will tell us then.
Hablaremos.

What if some of them
try to stop us?

You must risk that, Colonel.

My brothers and I are
pledged as of this moment
not to kill.

I was practically
a stranger in Rio Seco.

Sure, I gambled a little,
but I never hurt nobody.

And then when he couldn't
find nobody to bring to trial
for that killin',

people started saying
maybe they-- maybe they
needed a better sheriff.

It wasn't his fault
if he couldn't
catch the man.

But he thought it was.
He had to have a hanging.

He had to--
had to prove he was smart.

I guess that's why
he kept pickin' on me--

'cause I never been
afraid of him.

Guess that's why
he kept buildin' up
them stories about me.

Don't you see, ma'am?
He had to make it
come out his way...

even if, for real,
it wasn't that way at all.

They're coming back.

He's still everything I said.

Everything.

But if you weren't guilty,
Mr. Greiner, why did you run?

From him, anybody would've.
Anybody.

Is it all right?

No, it isn't.We'll have to hole up.

Morsby's gonna change his mind.

He's going to promise
not to send troops.

I'm an officer
of the United States Army,
and I'm committed to a policy.

Any Indian who escapes
from a reservation
must be returned.

Anyone who hinders me from my
duty will be guilty of a felony.
Is that clear?

What about these people?
What's your policy
toward them, Colonel?

If it could save your lives,
I'd walk out there
and agree to their terms.

- I'd agree
with everything they asked.
- Then agree. Tell them.

Out there just now, you saw
Cara Blanca take my challenge,
accept my accusation.

He could have killed me then.
Why didn't he? Why?

If I'm so dangerous to his people, why?
Because he wants peace.

Because he's afraid of me
as long as I stand up to him.

As long as I do that,
you're safe, all of you.

The moment I agree
to anything he wants,

he'll think that I'm weak
and he'll attack.

And we'll all be killed.

Mrs. Kenyon, shall I agree
to the Apaches' terms?

No.

Hatcher?

I guess you got
a point, Colonel.

Miss Kendrick.
They said they'd go,
but they didn't.

They killed
five defenseless settlers.

They're desperate fugitives.
They're killers.

They are Apache.

I ask you, Miss Kendrick.
Is there another way?

Oh, I don't know.
Maybe you're right.

The Apache!

Colonel, you was right.
They got the south ridge
covered.

I was nosin' around,
and three wild men--
they was standin' up.

Not movin', just holdin'
their rifles.

Not aimin' at nobody at all,
but they wouldn't let me
go no further.

Well-- What--

Don't you realize
what I'm sayin'?

We're surrounded on both sides.

You in the house!

What is your answer?

Well?

I order them to return
to the reservation.

What is the colonel's answer?

You will return
to the reservation.

Or the colonel
will send troops
after my people?

You give him no other way.

Then hear me.

Your Colonel Morsby
will come with us...

to make sure
troops do not follow.

Morsby stays in this house.

We will not harm him.
He will be returned.No.

When we reach the mountains,
he will be released.

Your offer is refused,
Cara Blanca.

I have had angry words
with my people.

I have avoided killing.

You must accept my offer.

Then we shall take him!

This is all
the ammunition we've got.
Mostly rifle shells in here.

Hey!

That fella, Greiner,
he wants a gun.No.

We need everybody who can shoot.
No gun for him no matter what happens.

You and Hatcher
take the upstairs.

Get on the floor.

Who's covering
the west end? Me-- Hatcher!

I'm taking the horse
out of the barn.
Cover me.

When I ride out,
you run to the barge.

No.You've got to if you
want to get out.

Maybe I should stay.

They haven't got any horses.
Once you're across the river, you're safe.

You'll be needing help here.
There's food to cook. We'll manage.

You'd better wait. If the Apache take my horse,
we'll never get the women out.

Maybe he won't come out.

He has to.

He has to.

Run now.

Come on.

The landing.

Get down.

Run for it.

You said you'd get us
out of here.

That was our last chance,
wasn't it? I don't know.

Well, why don't you turn me over to them?
I should've done it before.

Maybe you still can.
Why don't you go out there
and talk to them?

Don't take another chance
like that.

I'll do what I have to.

Yes. Of course.

You tried everything you could.

Yeah, so did you.

Don't, Mrs. Kenyon.

Don't talk
like the Apache
aren't out there.

You-- You can't pretend.
It isn't any good.

I didn't want
to come out here.
I didn't.

But he begged me-- my husband.

He pleaded with me to come out.

How can I respect him
when he begs and pleads?

It only meant
he loved you that much.

All our friends,
all our family expected it.

You can't break your word
once you've promised.

You can't break your promise
once everybody knows.

You don't mean that,
Mrs. Kenyon.

You're just frightened
because he isn't here
right now.

What was that?

I won't.

I won't die waiting for a man
I don't even love.

Did you ever tell him?

If you didn't love the man
you're going to marry,
could you tell him?

I'm sorry
I talked to you like that,

especially
after the risk you took.

It's over. It's done.
It didn't work.

There's another way. No other way.

That was the last chance
you and Miss Kendrick had
to get out.

I'm talking about you and me.
We could get out.

About 30 feet downstream
from the landing,
there's a rock ledge.

A small flatboat is under it.

And what happens
to Miss Kendrick?

I don't care. But I do.

If I were as pretty as she,
you wouldn't care.

Not one minute you wouldn't.

Say, a while back,
four coyotes was hollerin'.

That'll keep 'Paches away better
than anything. They figure
that's the worst bad luck.

I've been around 'em for years.
Never heard of
that superstition.

Well, maybe that's because you
been around northern Apaches.
These is southern.

You mean four coyotes howlin'
is yourgood luck sign, huh?

Yeah, that's it.
My good luck--
their bad luck.

Don't depend on it.

Don't try anything.

Give me that gun. Don't try to take it.

You brought me here.
Now get me out.

The horse is gone.
Nobody can get out.

Even if you have to carry me.

Go on.

Greiner. Greiner!

You can hear me. You gotta let me go.

Shut up. You got no right
stoppin' me.

Another trick like that,
and I'll kill you.
Just give me an excuse.

You're a man of law.
How can you threaten him
that way?

No matter what he's done.

He murdered Wylie,
and I'll kill him.

If he was strong enough
to handle a gun, I'd--

But one way or another--
my own gun or by law--
I'll kill him.

Fire arrow!

Fire arrow!

Get on the roof.

Help!

Help me! Help!

They're gone for a while,
maybe until morning.

You'll be all right.

I'll send in
Mrs. Kenyon.

Hold your fire! It's Cara Blanca.

The more reason.
If we bring him in here,
they'll listen to us.

And if he dies in here,
they'll never quit.

I'm going after him.Wait. I--

- Yes?
- I--

Oh, nothing.

Are you going to help him
before he does what you want?

Sure. Why not?

Before he makes them
stop fighting?

I don't use a man's life
to make deals.

Any man's life.

It makes no difference.
But it's your life.

Still, it makes no difference.

But what of your people? They are lost.

Then why don't you stop them?

And what would
I promise them
if they did stop?

Peace. They put down their guns
once before.

Do not try to bring the wolf
and the coyote together.

Do not stand between them.

We are no good now...

we who stand between
the angry people,

we who would bring them
together in peace.

There's your answer.
Now let's get rid of him.

First you say,
if he dies here,
we'll never get out.

Then you want to kill him here.

It has to be done.

Miss Kendrick, can you
feel safe in the same house
with an Apache?

You want to commit murder,
and you ask us
to approve of it.

That fella you're gonna marry,
I hope you get to him.

Thank you.

Would you like some coffee?

Sure.

You know we won't
get out of here,
don't you, Hatcher?

We'll never
get out alive. We have a chance.

No chance at all if we stay.

There's nothing to do.

What about the flatboat
under the ledge?

That's crazy. We'll die if we stay.

The 'Paches are on
the south ridge.

You'll take me
to the boat, Hatcher.

Why should I?
What for?

Because you love me.

Don't fool.
Don't play games.

'Cause you always stayed here
instead of going into Salado
on your time off.

Waiting. Waiting
because you love me.

Because you want me.

Ann.

Not unless we go tonight.

Not until
you take me away tonight.

Tonight.

Rider! Comin' over
the south ridge.

Thanks.
Tom.

Ann. You're all right. I thought I'd never
see you again.

Did you sight any patrols
along the way? No.

You told me there wouldn't be
any more Apache attacks.

There haven't been, Ann,
not for two or three years
before I brought you out here.

You knew it would happen again.
You knew they'd come back.

Look, Ann,
I brought you something.

It's something
you've always wanted.

Well, go on, open it.

Ann, what's the matter?

We've been at peace with them.
How'd it come to this?

They escaped
from the reservation.

I never did them any harm.
Why are they fighting here?

Do you want
to answer him, Colonel?

Do you want to tell the man why?

They broke federal law.

Well, that's not enough for me,

not for how hard I worked
to build up everything here.

All that's important
is to stop it.

There's no help coming.
We'll be wiped out
before--

Our only chance to stop them
is to keep fighting.

They haven't got
any help coming either.

The colonel speaks the truth.

My people are alone.

But while helives,
they will fight.

They will die fighting
to kill him.

What's your name, Colonel?

Morsby.

Morsby.

The famous Colonel Morsby.

- Who do I relieve first?
- No relief. We need
everybody at a post.

What isn't covered? Upstairs.
South side.

So the Apache finally
caught up with you.

Ann, have you got something
you want to tell me?

No.

Nothing.

Oh. Thanks.

Oh. I wasn't
very hungry.

Too tired to eat? Mm-hmm.

Here. It's wet.
It'll keep you awake.

Oh. Thanks.

Can I stay here?

Well, it's safer
to sit on the floor.

Mm-hmm.

Scared?

Oh, I-- I've been keeping busy.

I mean, it's happened
so fast, I--

Yeah. Oh, yes, I am scared.

Maybe if I'd been
out here longer.

Ann Kenyon's
been here a long time.
She's scared.

She's different.

Nah, you never get used to this.

When Indians attack,
nobody's a hero.

Ann Kenyon isdifferent.

She never wanted
this kind of life
or to be married to--

I shouldn't talk
about it like that.

She doesn't make
any secret of it.

She married because
she was committed,

because everybody expected it.

Being loved isn't enough, is it?

Being loved and--
and not loving back
the same way is like--

It's like being alone.

Or is it because
I'm so frightened that I--

that I feel alone.

Nobody can tell you.
You gotta know it
yourself.

To marry a man just because
he'd be miserable
if you don't,

that makes a life of misery
for both.

Doesn't it?

Back home, I--

I would've had to known you
a long time before we kissed,

the way I knew all about
the man I was engaged to.

There's not much
to know about me.

Except for Greiner.

All right,
I'll tell you about him.

Only if you want to tell me.

You know, my name-- Dakota--
isn't a white man's name.

It's Indian--
after the place where
they killed my family,

where Ed Wylie found me.

He was an Indian agent
on his way to Rio Seco.

He didn't know
anything about me,

but he took me in and raised me.

It wasn't easy
for a man his age,

a man alone
to take over a kid
and raise him.

That's why he's
so important to me.

He was both parents.

But it's over.
It belongs in the past.

You can't keep
thinking about it.

Better get some sleep.

Go in there.

What do you want? I heard you.

I'm going with you.

Your husband's asleep.
You get his rifle.

You get the old man's
down the hall.

Leave 'em without any guns?

I'll take care of downstairs.

I'll meet you at the flatboat.

Leave 'em
defenseless? Don't argue.

All right.
All right.

He's been hit.

I didn't do it! Dakota, we lost two guns.

Where are they? I didn't take 'em.

Where are the guns? Hatcher.

Tell me.
Tell me! Hatcher.

I didn't take--Where are the guns?

Tell me! Hatcher!

Hatcher's dead.

He's dead.

You were running away with him.

He told us-- He made us.

Tom, where are you going?

There's a shotgun in the barn.
I'll try and hold
some of them off.

No! Tom!

Don't let him
because of me.
Don't let him.

You can't help now.

Tom? Go back!

Oh, Tom. Tom.
I was wrong.

Go back. Get out. Forgive me, dear.
Forgive me.

- You don't want me.
- I do. It's this place
I hate, not you.

It's too late to forgive. I love you.
Only you. Only you.

How many shots you got left?

Three or four.

I only got a couple myself.

But the Apache are just
as bad off, aren't they?

That's why they're
coming in to fight,
isn't it?

I will not answer.

Then tell your people
the colonel is dead.

Isn't that what they wanted?

Before so many were killed.

Tell them the colonel is dead.

I will tell them.

Hermanos.

Hermanos.
Escúchenme.

Está muerto el coronel.

El coronel está muerto.

They will not listen.

They've got to listen.

Tell them again.
Tell them
the colonel is dead.

Por sus hijos, por sus mujeres.

Escúchenme.

Está muerto el coronel.

Está muerto el coronel.

El coronel está muerto.

Está muerto--

The savages!

As you are.

As all men, if revenge
be the only reason
to live or die.

Then we move like the coyote...

in a world of enemy and hate.

Your people were
always like this.

Do not forget how it started.

I don't care
how it started. You have to.

This was your doing.

You should've turned Morsby
over to the Apache.

Will killing him
save our lives?
What good will it do?

It'll do me good.

Isn't there anything
in you besides hate?

There was last night.

There was tenderness,
love. And I--

I wasn't afraid.

Now there's nothing
to go to-- nothing.

There's no love in you.
No love.

They are all dead.

Todos están muertos.

Muertos.

Muertos.

Wherever you go,
there'll be
something like this.

Not if men will talk with us.

Wouldn't the reservation
be safer for you
and the women?

Now there is no choice.

Because you have always
won the wars against us,

but you have never
won our trust.

Can you ever win it
by punishment?

Your women wait.

What about him?

Take him back in the house.

Valerie, you going
to stay in Salado?

You mean, am I going
to marry him? No.

He'll understand.

There'll be a coach
out of Salado
for Rio Seco.

Dakota, I'm not coming
to Rio Seco.

You mean, last night, what you said to me--
I said there was no love in you.

To a man like you,
the world is full
of Greiners.

You'll always have
to look for them,
to find them.

When will there be
time in your life
to love me...

or anybody?

I'm sorry.
Greiner will have
to stand trial.

But I'm not the judge and jury.

Without the saddlebags,
I can't prove he did it.

And what if he's freed?

Then he's freed.

But either way, I'm free.