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Go home, Cooter.

You're alone now.

Go home.

Case, hang on.

May you burn in hell, Chato!

They'll be others, Chato...

coming for ya... coming...

coming to...

kill you.

There have been others.

Always there will be others.

Woman: Thankless job, Matthew.

As you know it is.

Beth, I expect it's not much comfort to you,

but, for me, Don Cooter was the best there was.

I'm proud you'd say it.

Mexico was never good to us.

But he loved it.

He made it a better place than he found it, Beth.

You believe that, do you, Matthew?

I do.

He dreamed about it.

He lived for it.

And he worked hard.

And that man...

that wild savage.

Evil man.

Seemed like a supernatural thing.

He was Don's cross since he began here.

He made his life a hell on Earth.

And he could never run him down.

Nobody could.

He'd hit one post with his band, alone...

wipe it out...

soldiers and stock and buildings...

like the Lord razed Sodom.

Burned up the leavin's till you couldn't find it,

if you hadn't known it'd been there.

Beth, don't forget one thing...

Don kept him always moving, running.

If it hadn't been for that,

Chato might've wiped out every military post from here to the Mexican border.

Now he's had his way.

Don's gone.

And he's free.

No, he's not free.

He never will be free.

Juanito?

Waiting for you at the fence line.

Good-bye, Beth.

Bye, Matthew.

- Juanito. - Everything's ready, Marshal.

What can you tell me about this Chato?

What is there to say?

He's a lion, a spirit.

He's a man like any other.

Do not think it, Marshal.

His hatred for the whites is unending.

But he has no race, no people.

A black thing of death and murder.

But he has nothing. He's alone.

Except for a woman.

- A woman? - His woman.

Wild as he is. An outcast.

That he stole during a raid on Coahuila.

- He has no other people? - None.

And no one can find him.

His cabin is high. In the Sangre de Cristo Mountains.

He's the only man to live alone in those wild mountains.

Even the Jicarillas give him his room.

They call him "muerte," death.

He's a shark in that sea of desert.

That, you can never hope to be.

Remember.

Thanks, Juanito.

Marshal.

When you're out there in the desert,

there's a place, El Pozo del Infierno...

There's water there.

And those people, they know him.

But they will tell you nothing.

With all my heart, good fortune.

Adiós, Juanito.

- Señor. - Buenos días.

I have English.

What do you want here?

I'd like some water, and rest for my horses.

Help yourself.

You did not cross the desert to rest your horses.

Why are you here, señor?.

I'm looking for a man. I think you know him. Chato.

He's not here.

- But he's been here. - Many times.

He comes at night.

And he goes.

No man knows where.

Well, he's killed many innocent people.

He's no danger to my people.

And there's nothing that I can tell you.

- It doesn't matter. I'll find him. - Oh, no, señor.

He will find you.

Thanks. For the water.

So, lawman, you open the door pretty good, huh?

That the way you always greet visitors, with a shotgun blast?

Luckily thing you didn't get killed.

Good thing you move fast. I got no friends in these mountains.

What do you want with me?

I don't want anything with you.

- Then what? - You know who I'm after.

- You're a liar. - You know a man named Chato.

Who has not heard of Chato?

You hadn't heard of him a minute ago.

When was he here?

Never. He's gone.

Away. In the south.

In Mexico.

I think you're lying.

I think he's on his way up here right now. That's why you used the shotgun.

I think that's why you're trying to tell me he's down south

when he killed four men on Bandolier Mountain four days ago.

All right! Now you know.

And then what? What does it get you?

Do you wanna hear?

Nothing.

Nothing!

'Cause you have me here is one thing, lawman.

To catch Chato...

it is a thing that cannot be done.

You did well, viejo.

As you say.

Woman: You think you will wait here,

quiet, hidden,

until he just rides up to you, huh?

So stupid!

Do you know who he is, Chato?

Do you know that he has made a life finishing men better than you?

I will tell you what will happen if you stay here.

You will wait and wait,

and he will not come in.

And then, sometime, you will have to sleep.

And when you sleep, he will come in, Chato,

and he will put a knife in your heart and you will never wake again.

Because you cannot hear him, lawman.

You cannot see him.

And if you see him, it is already too late.

So, you will go?

Answer...

Wake up once and talk before you die!

You know, I think you may be right.

I am right. I tell you for your own good.

Uh-huh. You're right.

He's not gonna worry about you as long as you're here, is he?

Worry? He does not worry about me,

about you, about nobody.

If you start now...

Yeah, I might have a good jump on him for tomorrow.

It is true, and he won't follow you.

No, no. I don't think he would.

But I think he might follow you.

Huh?

Get your things together. We're leaving.

Lawman!

You're not taking me with you.

You got two ways to go... Tied or loose.

That's up to you.

But you're going.

Over there.

You better get some sleep.

We move on before dark.

You, jefe, what will you do?

Sleep.

Sleep?

You better not sleep.

You're not going anywhere.

It's not me, jefe.

Hey.

Give me some water first.

You know where it is.

Hey.

Lawman.

Your water... a mistake.

It fall on the ground.

No.

That was your water. Mine's right here.

Woman: Hey.

You asleep?

Not with you talking.

Chato, he does not sleep.

He's closer now.

Good.

He's going to kill you.

Do you know why?

Do you know something?

You're just like him.

Two of a kind.

- That a fact. - That's... that's right.

You got a hard head, jefe.

Just like him.

But he's gonna kill you.

Do you know why?

Because he hates you.

I mean, now, really.

Think about that.

You see, you come to get him.

All right.

You come to fight him.

Take him to prison.

But you do not hate him.

Not the same like he hates you.

You took me away from him.

Think about that.

You don't know him. You force him to kill you now.

Time to go.

Kinda careless of him, wasn't it?

Letting himself be seen like that.

We've got to stop.

We'll stop when I tell you.

I tell you something, lawman.

You're crazier than you know.

This country here, it is of the Jicarillas.

Killers.

You're pretty touchy about killers

for a woman that's been living with one, aren't you?

Chato, you don't know him.

- I know what he's done. - But you don't know why.

And it does not matter.

That's right. It doesn't matter.

A man that's a killer like he is and keeps on killing,

the only thing that matters is that he's stopped.

Listen to me, lawman.

I will tell you once so you will know.

Chato's mother was Cheyenne.

At Cave Wells,

the horse soldiers murdered all his people.

His mother was one of them.

Chato saw.

A boy.

And he's alive because she hid him with her own body.

Chato does not forgive.

It is for this he has killed the white soldiers.

Women, children, he has never touched.

Men...

soldiers, like the ones that killed his mother.

- Does it mean anything to you? - Chato: Lawman!

Let the woman go!

It's you I'm after, Chato.

You come in, the woman goes free.

That can never be!

If you let the woman go, I will leave you.

If you keep her, I will hunt you down.

Do what you can.

Unless you come in, the woman stays with me.

Chato!

Chato! Jicarillas!

Chato!

Hold it!

Chato: The woman!

She's hurt bad.

Give her to me!

No. We gotta get her to a doctor now.

Without my help,

you cannot leave this place.

And if she dies...

You come up, give me your weapons, we'll get her to a doctor.

You hear, lawman?

That is the Jicarilla.

They will be back. Many.

It's your choice.

Lawman, give me your word.

I will give you my weapons.

I will help you take her to the medicine.

When she is safe, you give me my gun again.

It will be as before, you and I.

If we live.

Come up.

- How far to the river? - We will be there by dawn.

We'll have to cross it to get her to the Osona station.

An outpost. Soldiers.

And the only doctor in the territory.

To cross the river is not easy there.

The Jicarilla will be fast.

They know we cannot cross by day.

There is a place.

If we come there, unseen...

it will be safe.

And she can rest.

The horses, hide them.

I was afraid for you.

Your warning saved me.

And him... he's clever,

and strong in his will.

Do not worry.

Sleep.

Tonight we must go where there is medicine for you.

It was me.

My fault you're his prisoner.

No prisoner.

Without me, he was meat for the Jicarillas.

And me also.

But now...

A truce.

Until you are safe.

I have his word.

And then?

And then we will know.

- Eat. - No.

The pain... it is very bad.

Chato, if I should die...

You will not. You will not.

- The lawman... - I will kill him.

In the end, I will kill him.

He is my enemy.

He came for me like the others.

He took you from me.

I will kill him.

Sleep.

Sleep.

Sleep.

What do you see?

- Nothing. - But they are there.

They are there.

Downstream, there's a canyon, a small river.

We can swim down with the horses and cross there.

If we are unlucky, we will be seen.

There is no help for it.

We must cross.

If we can cross before them,

we will be safe.

I will watch now.

How is it?

Lawman... listen to me.

You will not break your word to Chato.

He has trusted you.

For me?

For my sake, he has given you his life.

And saved your own.

You must not betray him.

He has my word.

But when you're safe,

I'm still gonna have to take him in.

He will not go.

That'll be up to him.

I don't know you, man.

I don't understand your ways.

But you are straight.

I see that.

I know I'm very bad hurt.

I feel it.

If I die, or if I live...

you must give Chato his chance.

I will.

It is all I can ask.

I will not ask for anymore.

And I thank you for it.

The horses, it is time.

- I will wake her now. - Chato.

Before we go...

You'll need that.

Time to go.

I am afraid.

God, why has this happened?

To be afraid will hurt you.

Be strong now.

Yeah.

Whatever happens tonight, remember this...

we are together.

Together.

Mora, go!

Go on!

We are safe.

Chato, you've gone about as far as you can go.

- You know that, don't you? - I know.

I will wait for your word

back at the Castillo rocks.

She is my life, that woman.

All the rest...

I will have you know this...

She is the good in me.

If there is good.

You know my life.

I have killed many.

You don't know why.

You are not a man to accept my reasons,

but, uh... I have reasons.

Think of the buffalo when the white man came with rifle.

Powder. Lead.

Of the young bull who sees his herd at bay.

Who sees his cows shot down.

Gut shot.

To wander dying.

Stunned and dying.

That was the story of my people.

In his pain and wounding grief,

the young one turns on his hunter.

He hooks with his mad horn the bellies of his enemies,

whenever he can touch them.

This has been my life.

I did not choose it.

A man does what he has to, Chato.

What is between you and I...

when it is time, we will settle between us.

Until then...

for what you do for her...

my heart goes out to you.

You are my friend.

Amor...

what will happen to me now?

You will be cared for now.

You will be well.

We will go home again?

Home.

No child...

I wish I had a child for you.

If we had more time...

If we had been together longer...

I would have made a child for you.

You have been everything to me.

And... it will be...

If I...

if I cannot come back to you...

You will come back.

You are my life.

I will be here for you.

Adiós, mi amor.

I wait for you.

- Matt: When will you know? - Doctor: Later on tonight.

After that bullet comes out.

If we can beat the fever,

she has a good chance.

If not...

She's dead, Chato?

Chato: And it is done.

And now a little more remains...

for us.

I gotta take you in, Chato. You know that.

Chato: I understand.

It is your way, and good.

But I will not go in.

It is as it should be.

As it must always be between us.

We are men who do not change.

For me, it is best we make our peace forever.

Now.

A favor, lawman.

Friend.

If it is you who leaves this place...

take her for me to the mountains again.

Was the country that she loved.

Was our home.

Chato, this is not the way I want it.

It is now as before!

Move out on the open or I'll kill you there!

I'll be here, in these rocks, waiting!

Chato!

Adiós...

Lawman!

Go home.