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Everything quiet?

Guess the Apache Kid's sleepin'.

Dreamin' about how they're gonna hang him.

Good night, Sarge.

Sam.

[Cocks rifle]

[Gunshot]

[Barks]

[Yells]

Hondo, are you all right?

Yeah. You got a couple of

guards and Apaches that might need patchin' up, though.

What were they after, the Kid?

Yeah. This one here is Running Bear. That's Star Bird's brother.

That's the girl the Apache Kid murdered.

I guess him and his friend here figured they could get a little revenge.

Well, you can't blame 'em for that

after he killed her and her husband in cold blood.

Whole Apache nation wants to see him dead.

That makes it unanimous.

So do we.

Maybe so, but they figure they got the right to kill him.

All right, let's get these men to the infirmary.

Why can't Vittoro stop them?

Doesn't he understand the Apache Kid is gonna be tried for murder in Yuma?

Yeah, he understands all right.

Well, my orders are to deliver the Kid to Yuma to be tried for murder

and that's what I've got to do.

(Hondo) Well, I wish you luck.

I'm not countin' on luck.

I'm takin' a company of heavily armed troopers to guarantee his safe conduct.

You advertise the Kid's trip with a bunch of troopers like that

and they'll be ambushed by a hundred Apache before sundown.

Hm-mm.

You know a better way to get the prisoner to Yuma alive?

Maybe.

All right. Come to my office. Let's hear about it.

(Crook) Guard!

Watch him!

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I know it's tricky business transferring the Apache Kid

across open country to Yuma.

And I'm well aware the whole Apache nation will be ready to spring on us.

Well, it'd be best if nobody knew about the transfer.

How do you hide a whole company of troopers?

Two men and a wagon oughta do it.

Two men?

To guard the Apache Kid?

Yeah, I figure I could ride outta here

first thing in the morning. Nobody'd pay much attention to that.

At noon I could be waiting here at San Carlos Junction

for the two men and the, uh...

wagon

And what are my two troopers doing with the wagon?

Well, they're hauling the Apache Kid.

All right, Hondo.

Let's start from the beginning and get this fool idea of yours straight.

Yes, sir. Let's say, uh...

let's say you take four troopers into the guardhouse at dawn

before the fort's awake.

Open the gate!

You reckon it's gonna work, Colonel?

It better.

(Soldier) Whoa.

Man, it's hot.

Guess it wouldn't hurt to give him a little drink of water.

All right.

[Gunshots]

[Gunshot]

What happened?

Well, Burke is dead.

Better get this other fella to a doctor.

Take him to the infirmary.

So he killed a trooper and got away.

Why didn't I send a whole company to guard him like I planned?

Well, Colonel, it couldn't be helped.

It was either let him get away or let the trooper die.

Well, your biggest mistake was in not takin' me with you.

All right.

Maybe it couldn't be helped.

But that's small consolation right now.

The point is

what's gonna happen when the settlers get word the Apache Kid is loose again?

Well, I can tell you what's gonna happen, Colonel.

There's gonna be a lotta mighty scared folks.

There's gonna be a lotta dead ones, too.

That's right.

And with the Apaches and the settlers both looking for this renegade

they're liable to start shooting at each other.

Well, they don't have to know that he's on the loose.

I'm listenin'.

I could ride outta here right now.

That Apache Kid's gotta about a two-hour head start.

Hey, how 'bout that, Colonel?

You gotta admit there ain't no one knows the Kid as well as ol' Hondo here.

They was raised together like brothers.

Besides, he ain't goin' out alone this time.

What do you mean I'm not goin' out alone this time?

Because I'm goin' out with you.

All right. We haven't got much time.

I'll give you twenty-four hours.

If you haven't got the Apache Kid by then

I'm sending to Fort Bliss for more troops.

We'll have him by then, Colonel.

Won't we, Hondo?

This is the second plan of yours I've gone along with, Hondo.

I won't be interested in listening to a third one

if you live to tell me about it.

Come on, Sam.

Hey, Hondo.

We've been poundin' these horses for a long time.

It's about time we gave 'em a little rest.

Yeah, well, he's close. I can smell him.

Come on.

I know you wanna get the Apache Kid so bad you can taste it!

There ain't no need killin' all of us to get him!

[Horse neighs]

It'll be real nice, Jeff, having my own kitchen.

Won't be anything like the one you had in St. Louis.

It'll be better. You built it for me.

[Horse nickers]

What's a matter with him?

Horses do that, just like people sneeze.

Where do you want this?

With the rest of it, silly.

[Horse neighs]

[Horse neighs]

I know you're feelin' bad about not

pushin' on after the Kid, Hondo

but them horses is plumb tuckered out.

And that goes for me, too.

He's not far away. I know that.

Well, he couldn't a been ridin' no harder than we been. He...

[Sam barks]

We got company.

[Barks]

Vittoro.

Vittoro, what brings you here?

The same thing as you.

The mad dog you call the Apache Kid.

You know he's on the loose, huh?

We know.

Well, Hondo and me we'll bring the Kid in.

You best leave it up to us, Vittoro.

No, we will not leave it to you anymore.

The white man has had his chance

and he has failed.

Now we'll go our own way.

The Apache Kid has to be taken to Yuma

to stand trial for murder.

My job is to see that he gets there alive.

Then you have not done your job, my son.

He'll be punished.

First he has to get a fair trial

same as every man, white or Indian. That's the law.

It is not the same.

The Apache Kid has murdered his own kind

and he will die by his own kind.

Makes a lot of sense, but I got a job to do.

You will do what you'll be told to do

and I will do what my people expect me to do!

Jeff, look.

The curtains for my new kitchen.

I got the material in Joplin.

Well, at least now I know what size to make the window.

Pretty?

Beautiful.

Jeff... Jeff, I st....

Jeff, I have to...

Jeff...

Jeff, I have to...

Jeff... [laughs]

[Laughs]

Stop it.

[Laughs]

Stop it. [Laughs]

Stop it. [Laughs]

Jeff.

(Jeff) If you could only cook.

Wait until you see, Mr. Williams.

Look, a wedding gift from Aunt Claudia.

Tonight we're having mock turtle soup, Arizona style.

The faster, the better. I'm starving.

[Laughs] Oh, now you're hungry.

All right, the chef's on the way.

Honey, I could use another bucket of water from the well.

All right.

Sounds like pretty thin soup.

[Screams]

[Coyote howls]

[Spats]

[Groans]

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[Groans]

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[Gasps]

[Groans]

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[Groans]

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[Groans]

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[Jeff groaning]

[ ♪ ♪ ]

[Jeff groaning]

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[Whispering] Don't touch me.

[Whispering] No. No, please.

Don't touch me.

Don't.

Don't touch me.

Oh, don't.

Don't, please.

Don't touch me.

[Yells]

[Screams]

No.

Don't, don't.

[Screams]

Jeff...

Jeff!

What do you make of it, Hondo?

Well, we better get a closer look.

[Sam barks]

Shut up, Sam.

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

In my pocket, Hondo

I got a bandanna.

Well, the bullet went right clean through the flesh.

–How do you feel? –Like I been shot.

Did you see who done it?

Well, it don't take much guessin'

but I'm gonna go see.

[Gunshot]

Is that him?

I can't see. He's too far away.

I'll cover you, Hondo.

Will you stay where you are?

No, there's still a little life left in me yet.

I'll cover you.

[Gunshot]

[Sam whimpering]

Buffalo.

It is him.

You!

Gun!

Down!

Kill!

[Barks]

Shut up, Sam.

That dirty little sidewinder.

He's kinda got us between a shiver and a sweat, Hondo.

Let go of the woman first!

Gun down!

Kill!

Oh, he'll kill her for sure.

I'm goin' down there.

And throw down your gun?

Nothin' else I can do.

He'll kill the both of you.

No, I don't think so. I think he's gonna wanna have some fun.

Can you ride a horse?

If'n I could, I...

I wouldn't be leavin' you.

Besides even before I could get back here with help

he'd have you and the woman done for.

(Apache Kid) Gun down!

I'll cover you, Hondo.

If he let's go of her just once

I'm gonna get a shot at him.

Sam, you stay here.

Gun down!

Other one?

He's dead.

Lie.

Go look for yourself.

Let the woman go.

(Apache Kid) She is nothing.

Get outta here, miss.

Get outta here!

In.

[Sam whimpering]

Sam.

Where is he, Sam?

Can you see him?

Sam...

Sam.

Sam, can you see ol' Hondo?

We use to be brothers.

Same thing as brothers.

Al Sieber raised us from pups.

Taught us everything we knew.

But you shot him.

Figure you're gonna shoot me, too?

Shoot?

No.

[Spits]

Sooner or later they're gonna catch up with you.

If the white man don't kill you, then the Apaches will

for murderin' Star Bird and Running Wolf.

Brother...

[Sam barking]

[Barks]

[Sam barks]

[Gunshot]

You got a hate for everything that lives, don't you?

Men, women, children, dogs.

[Sam barks]

[Barks]

[Gunshot]

Just as long as it lives or breathes.

[Barks]

[Gunshot]

[Sam barks]

Where can you go next?

You been runnin' all your life.

Pretty soon you won't have any place left to hide.

You been runnin' since the Indians murdered your father.

Butchered him right in front of your eyes.

Well, you can't take revenge on the whole world

but you seem to be tryin'.

Vittoro...

The shack...

Hondo's in the shack with the Kid.

[Speaks Apache]

Vittoro, wait!

[Speaks Apache]

No, wait, my son. You are wounded.

We will go after him. We will get him.

He killed our people.

I'm not talkin' for the Army now.

I wanna get him the Apache way.

You understand that.

Yes, I understand, my son.

Here, take this.

Buffalo's up in those rocks. He's hurt pretty bad.

My braves are already caring for him.

We will take him to Fort Lowell.

Thanks, Vittoro.

–Buffalo. –Uh, howdy, Colonel.

Vittoro, what happened?

The Apache Kid.

He did this?

–What happened to Hondo? –Well...

the Kid got the drop on him, Colonel.

He beat ol' Hondo up pretty bad, he did.

But Hondo's high-tailin' it after him right now.

Vittoro says they're

headed for Valverde River way.

Couldn't you have gone along to help?

No, I gave Hondo my word.

That is the way he wanted it.

It is Apache law.

There's a lot more at stake than one man's revenge.

Colonel...

there's a white woman out there.

The Kid murdered her husband.

Well, I gave Hondo no promises.

–Have the men fall in, ready to ride. –Yes, sir.

We'll find the Apache Kid.

Vittoro, you can promise your people he's gonna stand trial for murder.

No, Colonel. There will be no trial.

Hondo will kill the Apache Kid.

Get this man to a doctor.

Hyah!

[Sam barks]

Sam, get back here!

There you are, ma'am.

Don't touch me! Let me go!

Don't touch me!

[Sam growls]

[Barks]

[Barks]

[Barks]

[Sam barking]

[Sam barking]

[Sam barking]

[Sam whimpering]

You two men stay with her.

Move out!

[Horse neighs]

Been a long time coming.

Well, we can close out the file on the Apache Kid.

Although I'd feel a whole lot better if you'd brought him in alive.

At any rate

I'm declaring him legally dead.

I sure hope you're right, Colonel.

I'd feel a whole lot better if we

if we had found his body so we coulda buried him deep.

No man wearing that could've lived. [Buffalo laughs]

Well, the Army may never get around to decorating you two

so if you're in the mood, I'd like to buy you a drink.

Now that's better than a medal, Colonel.

Well, at least you can be grateful to the Apache Kid for one thing.

What's that?

Well, he didn't shoot your drinkin' arm.

Oh, Hondo. You'll make the Colonel think I'm a drinkin' man.

Come on, Sam.

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