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Howdy.

How far to Juniper City?

Oh, say, about 10 miles.

Join us.

Thanks.

The water's bad, but the coffee's hot.

Welcome to my cup, Reb.

Much obliged.

Sick?

Worse.

About to die.

Must be a bitter way for an old man to die.

Ain't no good way to die, Reb.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Water.

Water.

Another cup?

I don't like the taste.

No thanks, even?

Thanks.

Coffee comes high out here, Reb.

Well, I got $10.00, four bits.

That cover it?

Cost more.

Your horse and saddle, Reb.

Well, that ought to be worth another cup.

Hey, old man like you ain't got no use for money.

Ain't got more than a couple years left, no how.

Hurts us watching you suffer, old man.

Salvo and me, we could use that money.

Put it to some real good.

Sit in the sun in old Mexico.

With senoritas waiting on us, old man.

Water.

Please,

water.

Pay no sharp to that old brain, Joe.

The Mescalero trick, slivers.

Which way?

Huh?

Juniper City?

Weak stomach?

Tender feet.

That way.

You could make a run for it, Reb.

I'll give ya 40 yards start.

Here, old man.

Easy, easy.

I'll take ya down to Juniper City in the morning.

Not Juniper City.

Where, then?

Perdition.

Perdition?

Home.

Well, I owe you that much, old man.

Perdition.

Grandpa!

Grandpa's back.

Ma, Grandpa's back, again.

Yeah?

Horse cracked a shoe.

I'll tend to it.

Thanks.

Jake.

Take a look.

You bring the old man in?

He said he lived here.

May be two of the same kind, huh, Jake?

I told you if I ever caught you in town,

again, I'd brand ya!

That branding iron's for cows, not for old men.

You keep out of this, Reb.

Throw it, I said, throw it!

Hold it!

I'll pull it an inch harder, makes you run faster.

Old men fair game in this town?

He ain't fit to be called a man.

Not after what he's done.

What do ya mean?

You'll put that gun away.

What's bothering Brad?

He burned his hand.

Brad, get over to the doc.

Then, go home.

Now, the rest of you, go along about your business.

You, Jake, I'll hear about it from Alvis.

I told you what to expect if you came back here, again.

He said this was home.

It was home for better than 20 years.

There was no finer carpenter in town

and no stronger voice for the Union.

And now, he's not wanted here?

No!

We thought we were rid of him for good,

the last time we ran him out.

What did he do, kill somebody?

Why don't you tell him, Sam?

Huh,

I'll tell him.

He was seen prowling the cemetery,

robbing soldiers' graves.

You did that, old man?

He had rich pickin', Reb.

A big battle was fought here at Perdition.

A lot of men fell.

Confederate and Union.

My brother's buried here.

You're not gonna get another chance

to desecrate their ground.

I'll kill you if I have to hang for it.

That's enough, Jake.

We know how you feel.

You have business here, Yuma?

No; In Juniper City.

Fine; Then, take him with you.

Now, hold on, he's no kin of mine.

Nobody wants him here.

You brought him back.

He's your responsibility, mister.

Now, get him out of town.

But he's been hurt.

He was healthy enough when he left.

But he wasn't when I found him.

A couple of hard cases were using some Apache tricks

to find out where he hid his money.

Money?

Sam never had more than $50.00 all at one time.

One of them what called Salvo.

That would be the Savage brothers, sheriff.

A couple of drifters I was glad enough to see leave.

Yeah, they probably wanted to find out

where he'd hidden his loot.

Now, be off with you,

before the whole town's riled up, again.

Give us a couple of days.

Until tomorrow night.

What about my horse?

I'll take care of him.

Horse ain't got no politics.

Yuma.

A word of advice.

This is a Union town, Reb,

still lickin' its wounds.

Bear that in mind.

I don't want that kind of trouble.

Better keep him away from that cemetery.

Don't worry, I'll stick with him.

You Rebs left me one eye.

It ain't gonna be shut.

Not as long as he's in town.

I said I'll stick with him!

You know where we can stay?

You can try his daughter-in-law.

If she'll take him in.

No.

Can't stay here.

Jane, only for a few days.

I can't.

No one else wants him.

No.

I'm sorry.

Why can't Grandpa stay, Ma?

- I'll take care of him. - Hush.

I'll go away after.

I'm tired, Jane; Let me stay.

If you promise

not to go near the cemetery.

I have to live here.

Get out.

Get out!

Please.

Get out!

Come on, Sam.

I guess I inherited you, for better or for worse.

You got stalls for horses?

We aren't particular.

All right, use the rear stall,

put you down some fresh hay.

I had me an uncle who was sick-minded, once.

But be out of here by tomorrow night.

Now what'd you want to do.

Seems like a fellow never does get used

to the smell of horse flesh.

I wonder what we smell like to them.

It's funny.

A Reb helping me.

Make a difference?

It should.

Somehow it don't.

I'm tired.

Oh, I'll sleep.

Sam.

This thing they're accusing you of,

it isn't true, is it?

I sure want to forget this day.

Now, you leave me alone.

This don't concern you.

Yes, it does.

Give me that shovel.

Get out, Reb.

Get on your horse and ride out of this town.

- We'll ride out together. - No.

Jake.

I'll handle this.

You don't learn, do you?

I'm learning.

Don't worry, I won't let him get away from me again.

There'll be no other time.

If he's well enough to do some digging,

he's well enough to travel, right now, tonight.

Well, I'm not going.

Why, I was in Perdition, John,

before you ever came here.

I helped build half of this town.

I belong here.

Not any more.

If the town knew what you were doing,

they'd string you up.

They say Perdition hangs twixt heaven and hell.

For either of you, the way back leads only to hell.

Now, be movin'.

Oh.

You rode all night.

Can't be your feet that's tired.

Get as old as me, young fellow,

feet hurt all the time.

Mm.

Mm, you cook almost about as you handle that gun.

Ain't natural for a young fellow to cook that well.

Move around a lot, alone.

Man gets to make for himself.

Mm, my boy was something like that.

Huh, bigger than you, Reb.

Real smart.

At some things.

He's dead?

Went away to war.

Had to go, he said.

Left me alone.

Left me nothin'.

He left you part of himself.

You could've been content with that.

Part of himself?

- Two grandchildren. - Hmm, that ain't the same.

They like you.

She didn't want me!

You saw.

I saw a woman trying to live in a town like Perdition,

trying to raise two children

with enough pride to try to do it by herself.

Well, Jane was good to Ben.

To you?

Oh, we got along.

Sam,

what're you looking for in that graveyard?

None of your business, Reb.

All right.

I cooked.

You wash.

Gonna take you as far as Juniper City

and I never want to see you again.

- What ya writing? - I keep a journal.

Writing poems, I'll bet.

Impressions, people, things I've seen.

A pathetic old man who should be in a rockin' chair.

With something inside of him that drives him.

What do you know about what's inside a man?

You're worse than a common thief.

They were right about you.

All of them.

What you're doing makes my flesh crawl.

You don't understand.

This belongs to me.

Come on, I'll get ya out of here,

- before they kill you. - No, no, no.

Give me that watch, I'll put it back where it belongs.

No, no, no.

I gave him that watch!

The day he was married.

It's Ben's.

My son.

I found my son.

Ben, here, in the Confederate grave.

Oh, but he don't belong here.

Where does he belong?

With the Union, with them.

I thought that he went to join up

with the Third Ohioans.

No.

Ben fought with the Rebels!

When they took Perdition.

He fought for the wrong cause.

Don't you see?

That's all I ever wanted.

Just to find Ben.

And put him to rest with them

that he should've fought with.

Couldn't tell anybody.

Not even Jane.

I had to keep his secret.

He died for the wrong cause.

Maybe that wasn't the way he thought.

He was a young fool!

Told me to stand by my ideals.

He would fight for his!

You mean, he turned against his own?

His neighbors, his friends?

Yeah.

So, you know the same, Jake.

It won't let me get any peace.

Just keeps eating at me.

Do you think there's so much to be ashamed of

when a man dies for what he believes in, soldier?

So degrading to lie at a Rebel's side?

You're not one, Reb.

You stuck by an old man who was nothing to you.

You know, I don't think I'd mind being buried next

to you if I had to.

Leave Ben where he is, Sam.

Your secret's safe, Sam.

No one will ever learn it from me.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He got fighting mad ♪

♪ This Rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star as he wandered far ♪

♪ Where the only law was a hook and a draw ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪ ♪ Away ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪ ♪ Away goes the Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He searched the land ♪

♪ This restless lad ♪

♪ He was panther quick and leather tough ♪

♪ If he figured that he'd been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪ ♪ Away ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪ ♪Away runs the Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

♪ John Yuma ♪