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Hey, Kirby!

Look what I got me!

Found him sneaking around camp this morning about daylight.

Hope that I had to run him halfway to Colorado for a birdie down.

He's a coward.

Yeah, he's one of Chief Sattang's brains.

He's a bragged about Chief Sattang being camped out there in him hills.

In that case, Mr. Randolph, might be a good

idea to turn back till we see what he's up to.

I know Sattang, Mr. Lawton.

If he really is after this train, he'll chase us clear back to Missouri.

Your best bet is to move on.

You're letting him get away?

Let him alone.

I don't understand this, Mr. Randolph.

Well, first off, we don't want Sattang thinking we were hostile.

Sam, get me a habit as an old gun's in a file.

And get me a small k or whiskey.

Whiskey.

And ask Mrs. Clasten if she'll give us an old music box at her.

Go and move.

All right, if you say so.

If Sattang is planning to attack this train, he'll

hit us when we go through cottonwood draw tomorrow.

But instead of camping, you move on tonight.

Whatever you do, don't stop you.

You get to Larry's way station on the other side of the pass.

Where's the file?

Here it is.

What are you thinking to do?

I'm gonna pay a little business to say tank.

See if I can make a bargain with him.

You'd give guns to Indian?

Yep.

And again, no.

You won't be able to fire him more than once.

Maybe not that.

If they do, they'll blow their heads off.

Sattang's in the war path.

What's to stop him from killing you on site?

Place a lot of stock on a keg of whiskey.

All right, Sam, pack the rest of the stuff we'll be on our way.

We, how'd I get the drug into this?

All right, I'll go alone now.

Oh, no, you don't.

They're gonna lift your scalp.

I want a peek under it to see what you've been using for brains.

Remember what I said?

Don't slow down till you get to the way station.

String out!

Ring out!

Start playing, I think.

I want some time to think we're in a cheerful mood.

Yeah, real cheerful.

You know, it seems like I can smell an engine behind ever rock.

I've got that old crawly feeling again.

Did you ever try soap and water for that?

You scout for a train of many wagons.

There.

That's right.

We're going through cottonwood draw tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Sometime.

No.

I heard you were in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd drop by and pay a little car.

There is other reason you come, white men.

Yes.

With all that war paint on, you're not a hunting party.

So I thought we could do some business.

I brought you some presents, too.

A thing for squas and young ones.

And maybe this is what you want.

All yours, satank.

But you've got to do something for me.

You've got to leave our train alone tomorrow.

No powder.

We forgot it.

You and no forget.

There'll be all the powder you want at the west end of cottonwood.

You and what draw tomorrow after the train has gone through.

We're going to need some help.

That thing blows up.

You, show.

Good, good, good, good sign.

Sam, let me have that spigot.

This isn't big enough war party to attack a wagon train.

I wonder where the rest of them are.

I don't know.

At least we know where satank is.

I brought something else along.

Something for everyone.

Step right up, gentlemen, and wash your dust off your tonsils.

Well, we'll be seeing you.

Let's keep going, Kirby.

Wait.

You stay.

Drink.

Sam, as long as we're staying for the party, why don't you give us a tune?

I don't know who's more pickled, there we are.

He's going to be afraid of all the headaches using us tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

That's right, though.

We won.

Lawton's got that trace with a pass by now.

Let's get out of here while we still got our hair.

And risk is making satank me.

He was bored, babe.

Let's go.

Hey, man.

I wonder where

all the wagons are.

We must have been in.

Don't worry, they'll be on them.

Boy, I got a hammer from my head.

Oh, have another drink.

Ha ha ha ha.

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Send him a bartender in China.

We're drinking to the slickest little tricks, and

see you've got horse training in neat knapples.

Some men will do most anything for a price when they ran off.

Even trade around their own blood.

Explain that.

Maybe this will explain it.

The tire wasked up the wagon train, right

square in the middle of cottonwood draw tonight.

The massacre to every man, woman, and child.

Even down to this one.

That's where the rest of the work already was.

You're not the first got to sell his soul for a white haten.

Scale crazy savage likes it, thank you.

Hold for that one bite.

You the boss of this outfit?

Yeah.

Oh, do you listen to him?

I hear you need a scout.

Well, we could use a man.

Well, well, you know the time to pay trade.

I'll strike my experience against anyone.

Oh, you will, huh?

Maybe you can be our man.

What should he?

Kirby, sir.

How does it get great lady's name?

I knew last time.

Grand off.

Grand off?

Get out.

What's the wagon boss around here?

I am.

I'm busy right now.

That's all right.

I can wait.

Hey, I know he was too late, Grand off.

I figured to get where I'm going with my scout right where it is.

Well, do me any good hanging in our teepee.

I can block settlers and their wives and their kids.

Hey, Kirby!

Hey, I think I got something.

There's a feller down here at the grove.

Chip named Griswell.

He's heading an express free-out.

Get down for Santa Fe and he's trying to hire a scout.

Oh, what's that you say?

But this is a Mexican outfit.

Chances are that they're even heard of us.

They're ready to roll and it seems like the scout they had hard to see up in a

scrap glass night and winds up with a knife.

Please give it.

Let's go.

Well, I find Mr. Griswell.

Just Griswell.

Well, you want to see him about it?

I heard he was fresh out of a scout.

Maybe he could use another.

Well, you figured wrong so you can hold your freight and get out of here.

Hey!

Probably some of us.

I said, boy, you're afraid I'm scouting this outfit myself.

Like I said.

I want to talk to Mr. Griswell.

Not his wagon boss.

Mr. Griswell.

Well, I heard you needed a new scout.

I told him we didn't need one.

I can scout for all of us.

I appreciate your willingness, Mr. McLaurry.

Two jobs might be more than you can handle.

Have you ever been to Santa Fe?

Six times in the last three years.

Why he knows every dog going rockin' the whole 600 miles of it by its first name.

What's your name?

Randolph.

Kirby Randolph?

Yes, ma'am, that's the name.

Kirby Randolph.

Sounds familiar.

Seems to me I heard that...

Everybody west of the Missouri has heard of Kirby Randolph.

And what they say would be better off with a loaf of woof for a scout.

We haven't got any job for you, Mr. Randolph.

Wait a minute.

Just sign this man on.

Don't you understand this is a man who was responsible for the Lawton Massacre?

Oh, yes, I remember now.

Maybe Mr. Randolph has an explanation.

I believe every man's entitled a one mistake.

Yes, I'd like to talk to you, please.

All right.

Look, yes.

When we threw in together, your part of the

bargain was to see me safely through the Santa Fe.

That's right.

Well, with a scout like Randolph guarding us, we'd be lucky

to get through cartonwood draw with our hair on straight.

I think he was telling the truth when he said that was just one mistake.

Which case he'll be on his metal letter repeated.

Scouts can afford to make any mistakes.

Neither can we, but we can't leave it out of scope.

And we can't stay around here with a cargo leaf pack and it was a carry.

Well, it was a good try.

I told you it wasn't any use.

Just our luck to run into a slick green-eyed female.

Let's go.

Right off.

I'll let you out of that job.

I do.

I get you here.

Here, I got it all right here.

We want to see wagon dust as soon as possible.

How are my friends, Sam Beekman?

Now we can use them.

Thanks.

You know, we figured the boss of this outfit would be a Mexican.

I live in Santa Fe, I'm heading home.

Thus, find these two on at the regular pay.

We'll move on immediately.

Do you have any instructions for Mr. McGlory?

Now go ahead.

Retail men for points, swing and drag duty.

How many you got on night guard?

Double them.

We won't be in any country for a couple of

days, but we don't want to take any chances.

How would you do for the lock and party?

That's enough for that lock and business.

I don't want to hear any more about it.

I'll roll the wagons.

As you can see, Mr. Randolph, our wagon boss is a bully.

Art Indian, any?

The mother was a decoder soot.

I can smell them a mile away.

You don't like the suit?

I don't like any Indians.

I like half-breeds less.

See if you can be some helper out here.

What are you doing here, sneaker, around this wagon?

I drive this wagon.

Wasn't gone.

We're not taking any scores along on this train.

Now make tracks.

Move, get out of here.

Since when did you become Captain of this train?

What's the idea of a squad tagging along?

Listen, where I go to walk and go.

Now you make tracks.

I'll take care of her.

You take care of your scouting.

Since Jessica's well so fit to hire you against my wishes, see if you can get us

through cottonwood draw with our skins in one piece.

That's cottonwood draw, Mr. Randolph.

Are you sure?

Sure, anyone can be an Indian country, but shake them up.

I guess we'll get through our right, Mr. Randolph.

I'll see how she'll be right along with us.

All right, move those way, sir.

Get moving.

Get those teams through.

You can't get up at a load.

Cut them loose.

Help me pack that load.

All these animals loaded this way?

Most of them.

What concern is of yours, I don't see.

Hurry up with that pack.

With 100 pounds of powder, maybe 20 rifles.

A piece you could supply quite an army.

That's what we plan.

Who's wait?

Just Chris Walden, I have those guns in mind.

And we intend to turn them over to the Mexican army.

Mexicans, huh?

It's all very legal, Mr. Randolph.

They've offered to pay very well for them.

Did you think I was running them to the Indians?

That's where they'll end up when set tank finds out what you're packing.

Is there any reason why he should?

A blind squawk at spot them five miles away.

I see.

Well, in case you're thinking of blaming it on

a blind squawk, perhaps I'd better warn you.

Every man in this train is an experienced gun fighter.

Maybe you better turn back right now.

You're wrong about the what's the gun's guard.

You don't know what you're talking about.

He is no traitor to these people.

These eyes are straight as the eagle.

And clear as a mom's tree.

Let me travel again in a minute.

Mr. Randolph, something I think you should know about.

Such as such as this.

I'm planning a merry, Mr. and Claire.

Congratulations.

Why tell me?

That you're a man.

Because this is a long trek for men to be without women.

I can't think of anybody I'd rather stay away from.

I'm going to get out of a week.

She'll have different for you later on.

Just all I'd want you.

Mr. Griswell, for your information, I don't like threats.

I don't like missing Claire either.

Is there an amount half a set tank's tribe?

Sure, miss him.

Wow, it's a look at him running.

And Mr. Gallop, we have a water.

No water, Miss Valley.

They're being driven.

Oh, thanks, folks.

Hey, you're a close wagon to make a barricade.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

It's a hurdle while horses being driven down to Kenya.

I ain't giving you orders around here, Mr. Henn.

You better start giving them your rules every pack animal you've got.

All right, please don't bring back my gun.

Get him behind the bar, man.

Man, it's wet out there.

Yeah, the entire was shouldn't give us no more trouble tonight.

Hey, I made some place called.

Good I can use it.

Give me a hand with a shirt.

Good.

I'll try trialing those horses for morning.

Might have happened to something interesting.

Not to change the subject, but how's the girl?

She's all right.

Or what she was a close call.

Great big hero, ain't she, boy?

Shut up.

You kind of like her, don't you?

Why don't you get out there and stand guard?

Get all these slop.

All right, all right, I'ma go in.

You're doing back, French or brown?

Straining outside.

Huh, huh.

I can invite me in.

Probably him.

Don't you take off your hat when a lady comes to visit you?

Yes.

Yes.

Well, now that you dress, don't you ask me to sit down?

Well, you sit down, huh?

Well, it seems to be your favorite expression to know.

Yeah.

You shouldn't be here.

It's no place for you.

Well, I came over to apologize.

But thank you for what you did for me this afternoon.

Oh, well, just for what?

The listening, the strangers talk.

You see, your friend Sam made me listen to the real

reason of why you were blamed for the lightning massacre.

And you believed him?

Yes.

Now that I know you're better.

Well, it's good.

Thanks.

But now we're gonna forget about it.

I can't forget it.

I don't as long as such thanks to the one.

How about a cup of coffee?

All right, if you'll have one.

It's a little my business.

But it's a girl like you doing running another set of things.

I told you.

For money.

I know, man.

All the danger is getting your life to the day on the trail.

This doesn't seem like a job for a lady.

I've seen it roughly, and I'm not sure I'm a lady.

You see, I was born on the frontier.

Dragged around from one pistol-happy town to another by it.

No good father who wasn't fit to touch my mother's hand.

Sometimes he was a trapper.

Sometimes he was a minor.

But mostly he was a thief.

And a drunkard.

Nobody ever had anything good to say about this in class.

That's not right.

I shouldn't blame you for what you've plotted.

When he died, he got killed in a gunfight.

He left a sack of gold nuggets.

He got them from a claim on.

Maybe he stole them.

I don't know.

But it was enough of a stake to buy the guns and

throw in when Jess Grismore gave me the chance.

It's all I've got in the room.

It's my one chance to make enough money to really be somebody.

I'd like to give you that.

I didn't know there was so much danger involved.

Kind of sorry you had to get mixed with it.

Oh, you did your best to keep me out of it?

I wish you hadn't come.

Do you?

Yeah.

Boy, I'm going to clean up tomorrow.

I'll go, sir.

Pardon me.

You're happy this morning.

Why should I be?

The sun is shining, rain has stopped.

We didn't lose a single gun.

It is not for the sun or the rain or the gun.

Your heart is singing.

It is for the young while sick and scoured.

I'm afraid you're right.

Why is there for you to listen to my warning?

I'm not afraid of Jessica's will.

The fear is not for you.

It is for the wasick and scoured.

I wish you'd stop talking at T.P.

talk.

If I say wasick and in our tongue, white man

and another one, the meaning is the same.

Does he know what you are?

The tall white scoured.

I told him about the bad, same clear reputation.

But did you tell him all the reason why you are not light?

It doesn't make any difference.

In Santa Fe, no one will care who I am or what I am.

It will be a new start.

He likes not our people.

He makes it no secret.

He hides not the hate he has in his heart for us.

My father was a white man.

And your mother, a scour.

I know.

What's the big rush?

I just ran a bunch of cows up at the big bend holding a war party.

How many?

About 25 of the chief?

Where the chief looked like?

Same as he always does.

What do you mean?

The chief Mr. McLaren was satank.

Means we'll have to corral here.

You mean we're not going under water?

I mean, just that.

If you roll a strain, you're rolling against my report.

We're rolling the Mr. Randos, so get out of the way.

I'll wait a minute, Tush.

Randolph's right.

We can't travel after darkness.

I've tank crawling around.

Now what do you suggest?

Tie down here and corral tight.

Bring your animals in close.

Double your guard.

Will you hurt him?

Span out and corral.

Yes.

All right.

Span out.

I'll run along twice.

Farley?

Jazz?

Anything wrong.

I haven't seen much of you since we left Westport.

There hasn't been much time.

Sit down.

I thought you might be nervous tonight, like my company for a while.

Why should I be nervous?

Not knowing what's out there in the darkness.

I'm not afraid.

Besides, I have to walk in with me.

Santa Fe must seem years away to you now.

Now the journey will soon be over.

We'll get there.

Santa Fe.

I've thought of little else.

As my wife, you'd have the respect, the security of all he's wanted.

Yes, aren't you taking it off a lot for granted?

I don't think so.

You must know I've loved you ever since I saw you in St. Louis.

Yes, I know.

That's something a man can't hide from a woman.

So far, you've given no indication you don't love me.

No that I do.

Look, Jess, I'm grateful for this opportunity

you've given me, but we have lots of time.

Don't eat for an answer now.

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm just not thinking very clearly tonight.

The excitement and... I'm tired.

Sleep well then.

Good night.

Good night, Jess.

Hey, Sam.

Sam, where are you?

You sleep?

Just look this way, boy.

Where are you being?

You've got company.

They're made coyotes out there.

Get some sleep.

I'll take over here.

You crazy little fool.

What do you think you're doing?

Well, I was only playing, I never expected.

Don't ever sneak up on a man like a dirty feeding Indian.

Kirby, I had to talk to you.

I could have killed you.

I ought to tan your hide.

I'm sorry.

You do care, don't you?

I always did.

I guess I knew.

Jess knows too.

That's what I had to talk to you about.

Don't worry about Jess.

I could take care of myself.

Kirby, he's a dangerous man.

Don't underestimate him.

Yeah, I know, he warned me.

Kirby, there's something else.

There's something else on my mind.

On my turn.

Where?

Where are you?

Where are you?

Under the underlay.

See, you're free as well.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Are we all here?

I'll sit, Mr. Grittman.

What's the idea, Mr. Grittman?

The idea, Mr. Grittman, is that we have a traitor in camp.

Last night, two men left their posts.

One of them betrayed my trust.

Here's your right, old Mr. Randolph.

I know he left.

You, too, Mr. McLaurie.

Sure, if it came to us, Nick.

I was out scouting them coyotes.

It wasn't gone more than half an hour at most.

And what's your excuse, Mr. Randolph?

I didn't leave care last night.

But you did leave your posts.

I'll come now, Mr. Randolph.

When I made the midnight check-up, you were not there.

Maybe I did leave for a little while.

Well, you knew good freedom.

Don't trust him.

I never did.

Here's the lie.

Did you see any Indians on your little scouting trip last night?

Not a one.

How about you, Mr. Randolph?

I told you I didn't leave camp.

Well, gentlemen, one of you is lying.

I'm satisfied that both of you left your post last night.

Neither one of you had any business being where you were.

I'm satisfied, too, that I know which one it is.

Now, you're both armed.

Well, your rifle is loaded, Mr. Randolph.

I'm going to count slowly to three.

Sometimes during that camp, you pick your own time.

The man who feels he's a subject of this little talk, it better uses rifle on me.

Because when I finish the camp, I'm going to shoot my man.

One.

Two.

Three.

Well, gentlemen, I'm disappointed.

You're forcing me to shoot a man in cold blood, because

the guilty one is not only a traitor, he's a coward.

Go ahead.

Give it to him in a belly, Mr. Griswell.

Pretty sure he'll see what she has in common.

Indeed, he has.

All right, pack up.

We have a rolling half an hour.

Why'd you kill him?

Chavez is not only an excellent servant.

He's a loyal friend.

He followed McLar, and the sat Pot tanks camp last night and her to make a deal.

How come you included me in this brace?

Oh, that.

Just a matter of simple curiosity.

I was wondering if your nerves are as good as your eyes advertising to be.

That kind of curiosity can get you killed.

You're lucky you didn't just know.

You're the lucky one.

Maybe the next time you won't be.

You get back to McLaurie.

Shove assured him a range with sat tank to unload the pack animals and put the rifles

in the first wagon across the river this morning.

He intended to drive a second wagon, have it bogged

down and a creek to hold up the rest of the train.

That'll give the Indians a free hand to run off the wagon with the guns in it.

That's about what you can expect from a half breed.

He was a fool.

You make good buzzer, please.

Wait a minute.

Maybe we can use them for better than buzzer bait.

Sat tank figures McLaurie will be driving the

second wagon and the guns will be in the first.

The way I figure it doesn't seem right to disappoint him.

He's all set, you all right?

I was ready when I got here.

Roll the lead wagon.

I know this thing.

They ain't gonna start it alone.

Hold up the wagons.

Hold up those pack animals.

Tosses my onion.

Sat tank.

Here they come.

They'll be harder to handle next time, now.

I know them, Tosses.

Where's Sat tank?

Harley's wagon ran them off.

They must've thought it was full of guns like the others.

Kirby.

I thought I told you to stay out of here.

Bring him to a wagon.

Kirby, I'm sorry.

I was nothing wrong with running off the whole pack of Kyle with single handed.

Well, you sure got your sailboat, please be dead.

Right pretty top piece you got here.

Sat tank's scowl for half of it anyway.

We'll have her hold.

He sure ain't going to like it.

This hurt.

Sure it'll hurt.

He even needs a good at hurting people.

Just a gold dang minute.

All right, I'll go ahead.

I'm done.

You need another drink?

I'll get the rest of it.

Hey, not as top as you thought.

You mean look a little devastated.

Good luck, Harold Washington.

Could have gone through your heart.

Good luck, you can have it.

No, I want it for a kiss.

All right, you can have it.

How about another drink?

Good medicine.

Flashy, you're good now.

Firewater blokes in the belly.

It's right below you, right here.

Are we sure will I?

Yeah.

Sat tank wasn't so lucky.

Hey, look out for that.

I'm going to hang it on my belt.

Not if I knew what it can be.

You've taken his monger life.

Oh, I did the best I could squig her up.

He real cheap.

Big man with his people.

He'll not forget you take his hair in front of his braids.

Oh, I only took half of these hair, so he's only got half a squat coming.

Next time I'll get it all.

I feel fine.

You know the drink.

I feel better than I ever thought.

You were in my life.

Curly, why don't you quit talking and get some sleep?

You're pretty.

Aren't you going to kiss me good night?

You don't know what you're doing.

You're drunk.

You're still pretty.

Get some sleep.

That's a nice girl.

As of course.

You're not very good.

You're not very good.

For you.

If you think you can stop me from marrying her, you're crazy.

But you marry a squat?

What are you talking about?

Orley is a breed.

What did you see?

No secret.

Everyone knows her mother was the daughter of a china chief.

You're a liar.

Am I?

Ask her.

Oh, I thought you knew.

She would have liked to share your lodge.

Light your pipe.

Make your moccasins.

They're very clever at these things.

The coyotes squash.

They use porcupine quills and the moccasins.

Rains them in very pretty patterns.

All right, you said what you wanted to say.

Don't get out of here.

I'm going to get drunk.

My whiskey.

For a broken heart.

Come on, get out.

Now, what are you trying to find out?

Eight days of pass and he caught the arrow.

And he has not yet sought you.

Why?

He has been busy.

He's had a lot to do since he's been thinking

about his He's just made him trail goes.

A man is never too busy to come to the teepee of the one who is in his heart.

I know it's eating your heart, boy, and you're dead wrong.

You know what the good book says?

Judge not that you'll be not judged.

There ain't no sense in you squaring off at every

engine you run up against just on account of one.

No good, double, evil, and chief.

Don't add up, Santa.

Why don't you mind your own business?

He killed with you, it's, boy.

You can't.

You want this wash water?

Yeah, believe it.

Thank you.

Good evening, Santa.

Even Miss Hurley.

May I come in?

It doesn't seem to be any place to knock.

What's wrong, Kirby?

I've hardly seen you since the fight at the crossing.

I've been busy.

I know, but... That's no reason for avoiding me.

Something's happened between us.

Tell me what it is.

Nothing will do any good to talk about.

Forget it.

I almost forgot.

I brought you a present.

Go ahead and take it into a good luck charm.

I made it myself from sataying stop, not in that arrow here that you stopped.

Pretty.

You do real fancy work, your squars.

Don't you?

Doesn't make any difference?

It seems to make a great deal of difference.

Yeah, I guess it does.

I thought... caring for each other the way we did that... wouldn't matter so much.

Look, Harley.

I haven't got... much to offer a woman but a rough life.

But when I get married... I don't want my bride to be a cowboy half blue.

You're a blade?

I couldn't sleep.

I was too beautiful a night for sleeping.

Look at that move.

What they call a command sheet move in this part of the country.

They're not the kind of cries for nothing.

Something's hurt you.

Was it you who told him?

What I do anything to hurt you?

No.

No, I don't think so.

Then don't cry.

He's not worth it.

It's not his fault that I'm a half brick.

Now it's just the way he thinks.

Forget about him.

You can never be happy with him.

You and I understand each other.

I'm asking you again.

Will you marry me?

I don't know how to think about it.

I've been patient a long time.

I know.

I know.

I'll let you know before we get the Santa Fe.

Thank you, Jason.

You'll forget this in your... I understand.

You'll never marry us in your... Maybe we'll be Santa Fe or ever.

You're a pessimosh of it.

She has room in her heart only for these scouts in your Randolph.

I kill them.

She'll come to me.

If you kill him, she will never marry you.

Being a pessimist.

Sometimes as it's advantage is senior.

There is a little matter between these scouts.

It's a thank.

And the Arkansas River.

See?

We're 200 miles from the Arkansas.

So thank has been sitting on our trail since sundown.

Thought he'd given up and gone home.

There was smoke against this guy.

Just after Kirby went off duty.

Oh, I said thank has great love for these guns in your...

but he has no love at all for these senior Randolph.

What are you suggesting?

There is all say a fair exchange.

It's no robbery.

Time

today we're gonna hit the place where the Santa Fe trail divides.

Yeah.

We're short of water.

Heard there's a spring a few miles east of here

that has water in from everything else's dry.

I know about it.

Check on it.

It's worthwhile we'll go that way.

Get the boss.

Hey.

What is this in your... get past it.

You know what passes you crazy, Buzzit.

Just Chris will toss us my scalp and set tanks lap.

And get safe passage.

See?

It's very smart for senior degrees well, no?

If we kill you himself, the young senior leader no come to the other end.

This way he get the gun and the senior leader.

I myself think of this plan.

Sattang, thank you change plan.

Now he has white scut.

Be good, get guns too.

But we make deal.

No, like him.

Stink too much, like that buffalo.

Die him on horse.

My brains take it to our camp.

They will see you die.

Soon you pray to die best, but will not be.

You die slow.

One piece at time.

Now I go get guns.

Catch me white squad too.

No, no, no, I got it.

Your friend Kirby should have been back before this.

Yeah.

I wonder where chairless is.

I ain't seen him around all day.

I don't think it would need to survive.

Sam, I'm going to split up the train.

Mm-hmm.

There's a pass through the mountains.

It's too narrow for the wagons, but horses can make it.

I'm going to leave you in charge of the train.

I'll take the pack animals missing clear in her squad or the

Mexican custom station on the other side of the mountains.

I'll send you back some water.

I don't know about splitting up the train, but we ensure you use the water.

I'll cut out the ponies that's packing guns.

Come on, you crazy, Buzzard.

No satank is friends of double-crossing them.

It's a nightmare better.

Get

these pack animals back to the train.

Satank sits over the hill.

Get out of here.

Satank ever gets his hands on the girl like you.

I'll get out of here.

Never make it with me taking you long.

Now, go on.

You know, I always did want to shoot you.

Now, go on.

Swinging, you can go to the top of the bluff.

Come out here to walk and shoot me.

Where are you going?

I'm going west.

Then west is my direction, too.

Do as I say.

I won't have a squad who won't take orders.

Come on, move.

I'm not just laying any more split trails,

but luck will be the back of the wagon train.

Any sign of Sam or the wagon jet?

No, wagon.

Those wagons should be right in here someplace.

Satank, Buska, and others.

Come on, fellas.

Turn them back or it's loose.

Let's go.

Woundly, how do I?

Why is it too tired to go much further?

Yeah.

We can't make any kind of a stand here.

Kirby, if all this hadn't happened, would you

have tied your pony out in front of my teepee?

I'd been doing what my mother's people.

I sure would.

I've got an apadrian, Santa Fe, to marry us now.

It wouldn't have made any difference about my being.

Satank!

Take her up in the rocks.

What good would that do, Kirby?

I...

Do not be sad in one.

It is a good journey.

I go on now.

There's nothing to fear.

No pain.

No hate.

It's all... all... your hugger.

It's all day.

What'd you say?

From this time on, that shall be my daughter's husband.

She was my mother.

You know, Padre, it sure will be a load off my mind to get rid of these pesky guys.

Where are these two young people who you said you want to make them?

Oh, we're too late.

They don't go on with them, don't.

Don't walk myself.

Well, he's tied his pony in front of her teepee, and

as soon as she finishes feeding it, they're heached.

At least when he's that's how it's done in the Kyle World Country.

Hey, hold everything!

Not so fast, boy.

We're going to make this thing legal.

Legal?

Are you the best man?

Well, you know, we never rightly settled that.