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Clyde, Clyde, I know you're still following me,

Sure looks like a real get up and go horse you got there.

Yeah, he's a pretty good boy.

I'd like to make you a real good deal for him.

Sorry, money couldn't buy my horse.

The way I deal, Mister,

doesn't leave a man much for saying no, ah, ah.

You better give me your answer again, Mister.

Am I gonna get me a fresh horse,

or are you and me gonna haggle?

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

You buy all your horses with a gun?

Now, take out your gun

with your left hand.

Drop it, get down.

Put your bulldog to bed, Mister.

I said put it to bed.

This one barks a lot louder.

You come just in time.

All right, I'll take your gun now, butt first.

All right, drop the gun, Sheriff.

Go on, drop it.

Now, you unlock these bracelets.

The key to those shackles is in my office.

I never carry it with me.

That's why in 20 years I've never lost a prisoner.

Give me the key, Sheriff.

You haven't got a prayer, Mister.

Search him, find the key.

If I had a longer arm, I could go through his desk drawer.

The key's not here.

All right, look in his boots.

You hear them?

Hear what?

I didn't hear a sound.

Well, you're not listening the way I am.

All right, come on now.

We're going south to the border, mount up.

You expect us to ride a pair of horses

linked up like this?

When you get a hold of this gun, Yuma, you'll be the boss.

Until you do, you mount up.

Well, now what, boss?

You wanna chase after them?

Traskel, you got eyes like an owl and ears like a coyote.

Who you looking for?

Come on.

Listen, like it or not, we're both in this together, right?

We gotta get out of it someway.

I got nothing against you.

I'm on your side all through the war.

I'm pulling for the South.

Is that right?

And that's where we're going now, Mister, south.

As long as you got that talker,

I won't win many arguments, will I?

Now you're smartin' up.

Might be something on that wagon that'll help.

Traskel, you fool, you can't shake 'em off.

I ain't no animal to be chained up like this.

Nobody gonna keep me chained.

You can't bust tempered steel with soft nose bullets.

Yuma, you know what tempers steel, fire.

You know what untempers it, more fire.

We're gonna melt down long before that steel does.

Come on.

Still holding.

Why don't you try another shot?

You been counting the shots, Yuma.

You know I only got one shot left in my gun.

I need two hands to reload.

I don't figure you'd let me do that.

You figured right, Traskel.

If you did a lot of shooting

with the one that's tracking you,

I get caught in the crossfire,

and I wanna stay healthy.

Now, who's after you, Mister?

What makes you think anybody is?

It adds up.

You had an awful big urge to get a fresh horse,

and back there you kept looking over your shoulder

like a scared man.

Anybody who does that is running away from something,

and it started long before you pistol whipped that sheriff.

If I'd have known then what you just told,

I'd have shot him down cold.

Would've saved me a dirty job, Mr. Pruett.

How far have you tracked him?

Across three states and territories,

but I'm gaining on him.

Well, he'll be slowed down now.

His afoot, handcuffed to another man with heavy shackles.

Where's the key?

While you're doing the shooting,

you're liable to hit the other man, a fella named Yuma.

I'll be careful to hit who I aim at.

Thanks for the key.

You won't unlock him while he's alive.

I'll bet on that.

One way or another, Mr. Pruett,

I will unlock him.

Who's chasing you, Traskel?

Clyde, please don't catch up to me.

I'm saving one bullet for hard times,

but please don't make me use it, Clyde.

Please, don't make me.

Clyde, who's Clyde?

He's my brother.

He's my twin brother.

That line shack, maybe there's something I can use.

Traskel, you're attacking a strongbox with a hairpin.

These things can't help you.

I gotta get free, I've got to.

Why's your brother, Clyde, chasing you?

Are you acquainted with your bible, Yuma?

We're on pretty good terms I guess.

It says deliver me from the hands of my brother.

For I fear him, lest he will come and smite me.

I flee from the face of my brother.

A twin just don't kill his own brother.

He's too close for that.

You and Clyde look alike, like peas in a pod?

No, I'm better looking.

Ain't that right, Emma, huh?

Aint' that why you kept siding up with me

all of the time you was still married to Clyde?

Ah, it's all your fault, Emma.

She started everything, didn't she, Yuma?

Yeah, I guess she did.

Then you knew about too?

Sure, I knew.

When Clyde went to war, she asked me to take his place.

Now, she married Clyde because he was my twin,

but he was second choice.

I was the one she wanted,

but I didn't care dust for Emma,

and that riled her real good.

Now, a scorned woman, she's a mean one, Yuma.

They say hell hath no fury like one.

Now, I never went near her when Clyde was away,

but when he came back she told him

I tried to make her go away with me,

and when she turned me down I beat her up,

and then Clyde come looking for me with a gun.

Well, I started running,

and I've been running a hundred years it seem like.

Clyde, he just keeps coming.

Traskel, why do you keep running?

Why don't you face up to your brother

and tell him she framed you?

Well, he believes her story not mine.

She wants Clyde to kill me.

She hates us both now.

She hates me because I wouldn't have nothing to do with her.

She hates Clyde because she had

to settle for him instead of me,

but she won't tell him the truth

until after he's killed me, his twin brother,

and then she'll just sit and laugh,

and say that he killed an innocent man.

But, I know what Clyde will do after he learns the truth,

because you see, I know how his mind works.

It's just the same as me.

He'll kill Emma, and then he'll hang.

I fear him lest he will come and smite me.

No, I gotta stop this killing before it leads to more.

I won't have Clyde hanging from any tree limb

with a tormented soul, I won't.

This ain't no hairpin.

This will bust us loose.

That cast iron's gonna break apart.

You can't beat it that way.

It's all your fault, Yuma.

You're gonna make up for that.

I'll find a way.

There's a barn over there.

Where there's a barn, maybe there's tools,

a vice, maybe chisel, hammer.

Well, you better hope there's tools, Yuma,

because that barn is your last chance.

Now, come on!

All I need now is a coal chisel.

Take a look in that chest.

It's all Emma's fault, Clyde.

She started it with all those dirty lies,

but don't you bloody your hands like I just did, Clyde.

There's blood on your hands all right.

That man's dead.

I didn't want it to happen this way,

but I'm gonna kill you and keep right on running.

Put that gun down, Traskel.

Now, we got a long ride back.

Better get started.

You ain't Clyde.

You ain't my brother.

What did I do to my brother?

Ah, I'm tired of running.

I hated having to shoot a man

that wasn't right in his head.

Poor Traskel, he got a bad deal all the way around.

Aren't you his brother, Clyde?

No, I'm not.

I'm a deputy from Delgado.

This man is Clyde Traskel.

See, when he came home from the war,

his wife, Emma, told him a lie

that turned him against his own brother.

What happened?

Clyde here killed his brother,

then when his wife told him the truth,

he kind of went berserk and killed her too.

I suppose in his mind he took his own brother's identity.

He told me the whole story,

only like it hadn't happened yet.

Like he was trying to keep it from happening.

And he didn't know he was Clyde.

He was just running from himself.

Deliver him that smite his brother.

He shall die for the life of his brother, whom he slew.

What's that?

Oh, nothing.

Just something an acquaintance of mine once said.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He got fightin' 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 rode the Rebel ♪

♪ He searched the land, this restless lad ♪

♪ He was panther quick and leather tough ♪

♪ And he figured he had been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

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