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Whoa!

All right, boy.

Put the rifle against the wall.

Where's the other gun?

There's only one gun, senor.

Paquito's. He's quite excellent with that gun.

I did not want them harmed.

So I will no longer oppose you in any way. You have my word.

Please, senor, my word.

My wife and my children.

I don't mean anything, but I will return with you and offer no resistance

He's not too serious.

My husband gave his word he would not oppose you.

He's a man of honor.

Perhaps of much more honor than a bounty hunter.

Gomez.

I want you to understand, sir.

I'm going to take him back to Indian Fork, all right, but I'm going to take

back alive.

I'm not going to shoot him in the back and lay him over a horse and ride him

into town.

That you find it necessary to assure me of this does not speak very well for

your profession, Doctor.

I should have killed you.

Perhaps I will do it yet.

Your horse has been brought down from the ridge.

Thank you, boy.

It was done under my uncle's bidding.

But you might have something to thank me for one day.

I know, I know.

We could have killed him.

It can still be done.

Many things can be taken from a man.

But his honor, his word, this is something he can retain.

The one thing he can take to his grave.

He's not worried about honor.

He's breaking no law.

When you hunt a man with a price on his head, you become the law.

Your word meant nothing. It was forced from you.

I gave my word freely, Paquito.

Please sit down, senor.

It's plain food, but nicely cooked.

I appreciate what you did for me, ma 'am.

But I still plan on taking you back.

Dead or alive, the price is the same.

And for some, a dead man is less a burden.

The money you will receive, will it be used to get food you must swallow?

Now, look, Mr. Gomez, I understand the way you feel about me.

But believe me, he's better off going back with me. This whole territory is

filled with men hunting for him.

Like he said, it's about easier to take back a dead man than a live one.

It is true.

and perhaps those men of which you speak might find me.

One thing I don't understand is why you didn't go and take your family deeper

into Mexico.

It wasn't very smart of you staying around here with a prize in your hand.

Two hundred miles from the border, senor, and it's all rough and dry

I gambled it might discourage those men who might hunt me for the reward.

A quarter of a mile from the farm and you want to shoot a dog?

You think we're walking in and knocking on his door?

Get going.

Go on.

It's true he was drunk, but it was self -defense. I had no one to kill him.

Now listen, when you leave a dead man laying in the street like that, and you

ride off, people are only going to think one thing.

It was fear, not guilt, senor.

For the moment, fear ruled my legs.

Later, I... Later is always too late for many things.

But I know one thing.

When you get into Indian Fork, you're going to get a fair trial.

I mean that.

The boy's life is discolored by an injustice to his dead father on your

the border.

He has yet to learn that the border does not divide the good from the bad.

I sure would like to be sleeping in a bed down there tonight.

Yeah.

Toony boy, you think you can wait here a while without getting into any trouble?

Huh? What's the meat for?

You ever hear of a farmhouse not having a dog around?

You just sit tight and mire that pretty moon up there till I get back.

It'll take me just two minutes to find out if we do any bed sleeping or not.

If that dog isn't hungry, you can expect me back a lot sooner.

All I can tell you is I believe you.

And if I do, others will too.

You will be well enough to write in the morning?

I think so.

You got neighbors that come over and feed your dog for you like that?

No, senor.

No neighbors.

Hasta que nos vemos de nuevo, corazón.

Que Dios te acompañe.

Venga, niños, vamos para adentro.

I've given my word.

These things must be.

But I didn't give my word.

The health of your land is not my responsibility.

Couldn't miss it, this ranch.

Sure couldn't.

Except we'd have to kill Randall, too.

So?

Man, you got a wanted poster right in your pocket.

Take it out and read it, will you?

Where it says Gomez, dead or alive.

Think how you'd like your name being on it.

We got to get Gomez.

We'll get him. Don't you worry about that.

But we'll do it the smart way.

We'll stay in the hills and keep our eye on him all the way.

Let Randall do the work.

Let him worry about the prisoner all the way to the border.

When he's about finished with his worrying, we'll move in.

He wouldn't want you to do anything, Pacito.

It is done.

He writes with that.

I will follow and wait.

Always they wait at the midway point.

So? The boy, Paquito, he has taken matters into his own hands.

Well, he doesn't mean to have anything happen to you, so that means he's back

some more problems.

He counts on your wound that you will die before I do.

We'll see.

Perhaps he is not following.

I think he'll be along.

Will you keep your hand behind your neck where I can see him now?

You would shoot a boy?

I hadn't thought about it.

He's got water and we haven't.

I figure it's about time we give Randall something to worry about.

He said never to take chances.

That's right, Tooney boy, I never do.

I'll have the gray hair to prove it.

I'm still following my word not to oppose you. But I beg you, senor, do not

shoot. The boy acts on instinct.

Listen, I've got an instinct, too, unless you stay alive. And get your

behind your head like I told you.

Well, there's that instinct you were talking about.

By tomorrow noon, that kid will be stuffing three pounds of dirt down his

throat. Well, I sure wouldn't mind helping him out.

He's a strange boy.

There is something within him.

A fierceness to learn and patience to grow.

He has a greatness.

He is a strange boy.

It circles lower.

me i want you to walk on out there and stumble like you're dying of thirst just

fall flat on your face you know the way i'm feeling right now you could have him

try to warn somebody

He's laying a trap for that kid.

Yeah.

That kid's been doing mighty well so far.

Let's give him a chance to finish where he started.

Uncle!

Fifteen -year -old boy or not, now you tell him in Spanish.

He comes at me again with a knife like that, I'll shoot him.

What's wrong with picking him off from here? We could have him kicking in the

dust in two seconds.

Crawl down until you cut the range in half.

Stay hidden until you hear me shoot. I'll go on this side.

Well, go on, Tooney boy.

Think you can handle this?

I heard you.

Thank you.

I figured we could talk it out a spell, huh?

When you grow older, Paquito, you'll find that peace of mind is like a pillow

the softest feathers.

It won't make you feel any better, boy.

You'll have a fair trial.

The word of a bounty hunter.

No, Paquito.

He fought for me.

Cover a bone like dogs.

You will see that your word is kept.

If not, somewhere, somehow we will run into each other.

I now give my word.

The word of Pancho Villa.

We'll meet again if justice is not done.

So his name is Pachito.

It is.

But he insists that one day he will take the name of Pancho Villa.

It's a strange name.

But then he's a strange boy.