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Whoa! Whoa, whoa!

Camel...first one I ever seen in all my born days.

Yeah.

Camel..

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Hey! Hey, Ford!

Hey, Ford!

Come here, I got somethin' to tell you.

Come here, Ford.

What's the matter, you sick or something?

No, but you gotta get outta here, boy

I'm telling you, you gotta get outta here.

- Why? - Why, of course..

The camels are coming, that's why.

Pop! Pop! You're drunk.

Well, drunk or sober, I'm tellin' you

you gotta get outta here.

You gotta get your dust and head

for San Bernardino 'cause they're after you.

- Who, the camels? - No, the Arabs.

- The Arabs? - Yeah.

Why don't you lie down and relax for a while?

- You'll be alright. - Now, listen.

Would you listen to me, son?

I'm telling you, boy, you gotta

get outta here.

Hey, look here, Ford

Ford, you should have not done that.

You half-drown a man then ask him does he feel better.

Now what is all this about the camels?

Well, you remember when Jeff Davis

fetched a bunch of camels out here?

Had a bright idea of totin' mail

and supplies across Death Valley?

Well, it never did pan out

because you see, the soldiers

they couldn't find the right cuss words for the camels.

- Well, what about 'em? - Well, I'll tell you.

They lost a bunch of them camels, you see?

And I always had a hunch, that Hassan the Arab

had somethin' to do about it, and I was right.

- How do you know? - Well, I'll tell you.

'Cause he rode in to Bodie yesterday.

You see, he was selling that, uh, ol' Mormon whiskey

to the sheep herders and some of the prospectors.

- They're after your gold. - How do you know that?

Oh, 'cause I was talking to a sheep herder on the way back.

And he told me that they was asking about you.

- Pop. - Huh?

How'd they know I had any gold?

- Well, uh.. Mm? - Pop?

I-I didn't mean to tell 'em. Honestly, I didn't.

and, and I told 'em about the gold, you see.

I told 'em it was so thick

that they could dig it out with a coffee spoon.

I-I-I told 'em, but I-I swear

I didn't mean to, now, Ford, I-I-I didn't.

Are they on their way here from Bodie?

Yeah, that's right, that's right.

Yeah, but-but look here, th-th-that weigh about 80 pounds

that horse gonna have an awful load to tow.

- I'll take it easy. - Well, uh..

Maybe you won't have a chance to take it easy.

- I know, loose lip. - Now wait a minute, now, Ford.

I told you I didn't mean nothin'--

Right. Forget about it, pop, we'll make it alright.

I got the prettiest girl in California waiting for me.

Oh, you have, huh, well, there's

another good way to lose your poke.

Oh, now, Leatherface, just because

you've made a few wrong bets

doesn't mean that the deck is cold.

This is gonna make her open up her eyes.

I'm gonna buy a ranch, settle down and marry her.

Well, you are, huh, well, maybe

she won't wait for you, you know.

Four years is an awful long time, boy.

- Betsy's kinda choosy. - Well, then, alright.

See, you know, I've been thinking.

Why?

Well, because I've been tellin' everybody

around here in these parts

'they'll think that you were me, you see?'

Yeah, that's not a bad idea.

- I'll think it over. - Yeah..

A gal in Greasewood Flat. Well, I'll be..

And a hungry one too. Been ridin' all day.

Well, you step down off your horse.

- We got plenty of food here. - Thanks.

I'll water and feed your horse for you, ma'am.

Oh, thanks.

Yeah, sure, you just come over and sit down.

I'll have some dinner for you before you can say..

[stammering]

You know, I can't even say it myself.

Uh..

You, eh, come far?

- Carson City. - Oh, you did?

- That's quite a ride. - Mm-hm.

(Leatherface) 'It's bad country there too.'

- I'll say it is. - Yeah.

Was awfully glad to run in to you two.

Oh, that's alright.

You know, we're always wide open

Now I know other critters who'd be floatin' around

they wouldn't be near as welcome.

I'll get some hardtack here for your tooth.

- Here you are. - Oh, thanks.

My name is Ford Smith. This is Leatherface Bates.

How about rustlin' me up a plate of those beans?

- Mary Smith. - Yeah?

Where are you headin' for, ma'am?

Kinda curious, aren't you, old timer?

Well, uh, I didn't mean no harm by it, ma'am.

I'm going to San Bernardino.

Well..

[laughing] I'll swear!

What's so funny?

Well, uh, Ford here

he's going over to Berdoo in the mornin'.

There you go with that loose lip again.

Well, what's the matter with that?

It'd be nice to have company.

Well, now, that's just what I was thinking.

That's, uh, that's what I meant, Ford.

You see, with you ridin' my sorrel--

Shut up!

Well, now, you just listen to me, you just

shut up yourself, just hold your tongue.

Huh, now, see, I was going to tell you

with you ridin' my sorrel

uh, up the canyon with a gal

you see, nobody would ever suspect it was Ford Smith

going up that canyon unless you run right smack dab into 'em.

You see, ma'am, I wasn't plannin'

on havin' company this trip.

- Least of all a woman. - That's alright with me.

I wasn't planning on having any company either.

Well, uh, you see, this is the sort of a

a secret mission that Ford's going on, you see.

Will you please eat?

Maybe that'll keep your mouth shut.

Oh, well, well. Alright then.

What makes you think you can go across Death Valley alone?

- It's been done. - Never by a woman.

- I'll take a chance. - You haven't got a chance.

That, Mr. Smith, is a matter of opinion.

When you get ready to go to sleep..

...there's a real nice soft spot over there by that tree.

Oh..

Well, if it's, uh, all the same to you

I'd just soon turn in here by the campfire.

See, I've been sleeping with one eye open so long

Suit yourself.

Hm. you bet your life I will, miss.

Hm, see? Ha-ha.

That was a good breakfast, chef.

Well, I've been called a lot of things in my time

Let's get started.

Is that an invitation to go with you?

I was under the impression you'd rather go it alone.

I knew I was stuck with you the minute

You're not stuck with me, Mr. Smith.

Oh, yes, I am, Miss Smith.

Look, it's just like I told you yesterday.

I never figured on picking up any company

I ran in to you two quite by accident.

I can do it, and I can do it all alone.

Mary, you'll never reach San Berdoo alive.

Someday somebody will stumble across a pile of white bones

out there in the desert.

Yours.

Now let's get going.

Looks like you should be helping him instead of me.

He's kinda loaded down, isn't he?

Listen, ma'am.. Uh, miss..

Sometimes it ain't too smart to be too observant.

Don't wanna get your dander up about Ford today.

But you see, uh, he's, uh, kinda peeved with me.

Why?

Well, I just can't exactly tell you, ma'am

but I sinned, miss, uh, I really did. I-I sinned.

- Oh. - Yeah, sure did.

Come on, I'll help you on your horse.

Thanks.

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- Where's that blanket roll? - Here you are, boy.

Thanks, Leatherface.

You're more than welcome, ma'am.

- And, uh, miss? - Yeah?

Here, I want you to..

You better take this in case you run in to

Thanks, Leatherface.

You're welcome. Thank you, miss.

- Leatherface. - Yeah?

You be a good boy.

And watch out after my horse for me.

Don't you worry about that, boy, I'll take good care of him.

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- Smith's gone. - And the old man?

He's down by the stream panning.

Watch the owls.

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Hassan?

Yes, Hassan. Where is Smith?

Well, I, I don't know where he is.

Uh, he maybe panning up or down

the stream someplace, I don't..

- I don't know where he is-- - He left this morning.

Too bad I had to smash an old man like him.

It's just as well.

Alive, he would have spread news

we were on the trail of Smith.

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[horse snorting]

You alright?

Sure.

Ammunition!

.32 caliber. It won't fit.

Stupid fool that you are, I told you

to buy ammunition when you were in town.

Yeah, stupid fool that I am, I forgot.

But they don't know our guns are empty.

Let's pick up the trail before we lose them.

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Here's the trail.

Yeah. Two of them.

I wonder who's with him.

I wonder too.

Looks like they're heading south.

That means San Bernardino.

Come on.

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What, uh, do you think you're gonna do?

I don't think, I know. I'm gonna cook supper.

- And build your own fire? - And build my own fire.

Convince me.

Alright.

I'm convinced.

Thank you, sir. But don't be too optimistic.

Better wait an hour or two.

[chuckling] Where'd you learn how to cook?

Mm, picked it up here and there.

Quite a bit of difference between this

and that grub that old Leatherface dishes out.

I didn't think it was too bad

or maybe I was just extra hungry.

He claims that all of his family had indigestion.

I kinda suspect that he did the cookin'.

[laughing]

What'd you do up in Carson City?

- Really wanna know? - Yeah.

I was dealing blackjack in the casino.

Pretty good job.

If a fellow gets lucky, he's good for a blue chip or two.

That's right.

How come you quit?

You're getting to be as nosy as old Leatherface, aren't you?

Well, if you must know, I was fired.

Accused of cheating.

- Did you? - No.

- How come then? - Hm, it's the usual story.

Man was playing against me.

One lone hand at the whole table.

Show me.

They must come over on the Ark.

- Want cards? - Yeah.

Hit it again.

That's good.

Blackjack.

But you didn't deal seconds, I was watchin' you.

That's right. But you were watching the top of the deck.

- These came from the bottom. - Oh.

- Got any dice? - No.

Ah, that's too bad. I was gonna show you a few tricks.

[laughing] What are you going to San Bernardino for?

There's not much action there for your cards and your dice.

Yeah, I know it. But you see, it happens to be my home.

Well, it's a pretty big place, San Berdoo.

Why are you going there?

- To see my girl. - Oh.

Betsy Plike.

She was only 18 when I left.

She's a skinny little thing but she sure is pretty.

and buy the best darn ranch in California.

I was at her wedding, Ford.

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- At her wedding? - Mm-hm.

She's now Betsy Fisher.

Mrs. Betsy Fisher.

Did she marry Andy Fisher, the guy that ran the hardware store?

That's right.

I'm sorry you had to find it out from me.

It's better to find it out now though, isn't it?

Yeah. Yeah.

Andy Fisher.

He used to always take her dancin'.

I never was much of a hand at dancin'.

with that dream in your head.

Oh, that's life.

Mary, I think we better turn in.

Get an early start in the mornin'

before the sun gets too hot.

Alright, fine.

I wanna look nicer than the horses.

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You better take this in case you get scared.

I'm not scared of you, Ford.

- Even without Leatherface? - Even without Leatherface.

Well, you get some sleep. I'm gonna sit up a while.

Because of those lowdown coyotes

that Leatherface was telling me about?

- Alright. - And you needn't worry.

I won't take those saddlebags.

- Goodnight, Ford. - Goodnight.

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(Hassan) Ho!

Nothing.

That must be them.

Kafan, use your eyes. They're the best.

It is Smith and the other is a woman.

A woman? A woman!

- By the beard of the Prophet! - A woman..

...trying to cross Death Valley, they're both mad.

We'll hide that way.

Hya. Come.

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Come on.

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[horses galloping]

Looks like we lost them.

Stay here.

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Why are you afraid, my friend? All we want is a drink.

We have come a long way. And all the waterholes are dry.

If you had horses, I could understand it.

Our camels carry a gallon water in their stomach each.

When they are thirsty, they cough up some water

and then they swallow it.

'But that doesn't do us any good.'

We haven't got any water to give away, friend.

We'll need every drop for ourselves.

Heh, if you have no water for your horses, my dear friend

then you are worse off than we are.

When they drop from thirst then what are you

and the lady going to ride?

Get out of the way. We're in a hurry.

If you are in a hurry, then consider.

A camel can beat a horse on the desert.

They can travel 40 miles a day.

And without drinking, they can travel faster.

Let's go, Mary.

We can't go through there with a camel.

What's the matter?

This horse is packing too heavy a load.

- What're you gonna do? - Hike a while.

What you men won't do for that yellow stuff.

Uh, 'course you're talking about the Arabs.

'Course.

I don't see any signs of them.

Well, I'm gonna walk a while anyway

or this horse will drop.

Come on.

to the shores of the Pacific at San Pedro.

My name is Ahmed Bin Ali.

(Ford) 'That's far enough.'

Your name is Hassan the Arab.

Ha. That is just a nickname.

We are three Arabs from Smyrna.

We are going where you go.

My friends and I have debated this matter.

Your horse is already limping. Soon, you will need help.

We have decided we will be brothers of the road.

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(Ford) Let's catch it.

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I'll help.

Ford! Ford!

In the name of the Compassionate One

don't shoot.

'I do not look for a quarrel.'

[gunshot]

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'Ford!'

Ford!

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

- Are you alright? - Yeah, but he's got my gun.

- Won't do him any good though. - Why not?

He just fired the last shot.

Well, then we made a pretty good swap.

I've got their rifle and our ammunition fits it.

- Good. - Let's fill up those canteens.

- And get going. - Alright.

Hush. Hush. Hush.

- I got their gun. - He got my rifle.

You fool, it's empty. Why didn't you take a horse?

It would've been worth something.

Well, it was either that or the camel.

They can't handle a camel.

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Ford, it's no use. It's only a matter of time.

We're not givin' up.

[sighing] Ah! I'm dead beat, Ford.

I can't go another step without a rest.

I'm ready to call it a day.

You must be in worse shape than I am.

Ah, I'll take good care of the horses

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- I'm sorry, Mary. - For what?

You'd have been much better off taking this trip by yourself.

Leatherface told me you weren't as full of vinegar

as you pretended.

- He did, uh? - Mm-hm.

What else did he tell you?

Well, said that you were really very nice.

I caused you nothing, but trouble.

- I'm not complaining. - You're a funny gal.

Why?

Just hard to figure out.

Not much use in having a ranch by yourself.

Well, I guess not.

Well, I'm gonna try and get some sleep.

Here, I'll fix this.

Thank you, Mr. Smith.

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- Goodnight, Mary. - Goodnight.

- Ford. - Yes?

Don't give up the idea of that ranch.

I think it'd be good for ya.

Why do you say that?

Hmm. A man needs to settle down.

Yeah, I guess he does.

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Ford! Ford!

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Let's get outta here.

Have the horses rested enough?

No, they haven't.

But we'll have to take the chance.

Alright.

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- Where have you been? - I went after the rifle.

- And where is it? - Oh, I just..

You went after the woman. That's all you talk about.

I went after the woman! I went after the rifle.

Liar!

You and your woman.

Uh, go to sleep. Hmm.

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[gunshot]

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Why don't you ride for a while?

- Nothin' doin'. - Ford!

Come on.

- Mirage. - Oh.

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[neighing]

Water!

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They must've circled around us during the day.

They're gonna get us sooner or later.

No, they're not.

We are almost to the divide.

- Here. - Oh.

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Mary...we'll separate here.

I'll meet on the other side.

You'll be safe because they'll figure I have the gold.

I'm not gonna let you.

Why, they'd pick you off for sure up there.

Then it makes a difference?

I...guess I'm getting used to ya.

Oh. Well, don't worry. I'll be safe.

It would make a difference.

A big difference.

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Mary, in case anything should happen up there..

...I want you to have the gold.

Divvy it up among the widows and orphans.

You'll make it.

- I'll pray for ya. - Sure I will.

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[camel grunting]

Hah, bring it up.

Bring it up.

Bring it up.

Get goin'. Ho!

[gunshot]

[grunting]

Hiya, get back there!

'Get back there.'

(Hassan) 'Ho.'

[grunting]

Over here.

You stay with the camels.

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Give me that gun, after all I got the ammunition.

Ammunition, where'd you get it?

The fool dropped it when the camels stampeded down below.

Don't waste it, there's only two shots left.

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Come on.

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I stampeded their camels form.

That ought to hold 'em for a while.

Oh, I hope so.

He has enough of a load.

- Let's go. - Alright.

[indistinct chattering]

Indians.

Do you think they're friendly?

It's hard to say.

We might be going from the frying pan into the fire.

What do we do now?

- Get on the horse. - Why?

We have to ride like the Indians expect us to.

A white woman rides a horse, the man walks.

Alright.

Oh, my goodness..

[goat bleating]

[indistinct chattering]

[speaking in Spanish]

We've travelled many miles.

We're tired and hungry.

[speaking in Spanish]

Uh..

Food.

- Oh! Ah.. - Food, hmm.

[speaking in Spanish]

No, no-no, uh, do you speak any Spanish, Mary?

- Not a word. - This is gonna be rough.

Uh..

Arabs.

Three Arabs.

One, two, three, Arabs..

...are following us.

'They're-they're gonna try to kill us.'

Three Arabs, on camels.

Camels.

Camels.

Mooh, mooh.

[speaking in foreign language]

[all laughing]

have been touched by the hand of God

and they never harm 'em.

Oh, thank you.

I want a horse.

A horse for myself.

Horse for myself and a saddle.

A saddle for myself to..

Alright.

[praying in Spanish]

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Ford. We left the camp on a Tuesday, didn't we?

- Yeah. - Then this is Christmas Eve.

Yeah. And I wanted to be home for Christmas.

We always used to go to mass on Christmas Eve in San Bernardino.

[praying continues]

Oh, no.

[indistinct chatter]

Three wise men from the East.

The Magi.

Well, what do we do now?

Wait and see.

We'll never be able to convince these Indians

that they're bandits now.

Mm-mm, but at least they won't risk a direct attack.

They won't if they realize the situation.

That's right.

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

[speaking in foreign language]

and they brought presents.

They must think we are the Three Wise Men.

[laughs]

We must be careful how we act.

[baby crying]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

Hassan's no fool.

He's playing the part beautifully.

I wonder what his next move is.

We'll soon find out.

It is a night for feast, mister.

You may count on us as your brothers from now on.

We're not going to rob you, my friend..

...but your life has been spared, you should be thankful.

These Indians think you're saints.

One false move and they'll kill you.

Observe, how poor these Indians are.

You are rich.

In return for your life, you will give us your gold

You have no choice, my friend. You are helpless.

So do not think of fighting, huh?

Just hand us your saddle bags.

Give gladly to the poor Indians.

You've given me an idea, my friend.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Where is my squaw?

- Squaw? - Squaw. Squaw.

don't you think one of us ought to stay awake and watch?

Yeah. I guess we're supposed to share this.

Why not? Haven't we shared the whole desert together?

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Go ahead and get some sleep. I'll keep one eye open.

Alright.

Thank you.

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Goodnight, squaw.

What is the trouble?

They say you are loco. You talk of Arabs.

I'm not loco.

That's the truth about the Arabs.

They've been chasing the girl and myself across the desert

for many days trying to kill and rob us.

They're after the gold you have.

Yes. And I need the horse to get to San Bernardino.

One of them. Hassan, the Arab.

- They ride on camels. - "Ships of the desert."

- Where is the horse? - It is over there.

It is a good horse. It will get you to San Bernardino.

[speaking in foreign language]

He says you'd given an offering of part of your gold..

...enough to take care of the old and the sick

for years to come.

He wishes that we guard you

until you're within sight of the settlement.

This we will do.

More than that, I would show you a shortcut across the Cajon

[gunshot]

Take cover, Mary.

[horses clopping]

[gunshot]

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[screaming]

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One of the Arabs ran off with the camels.

Then there's nothing to worry about now.

Goodbye, amigo!

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Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to you, Miss Smith.

Merry Christmas. And the name really is Smith.

Then we won't have to change it.

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