His Name Was Madron (1970) - full transcript

Comanches!

Friend, I'll drink to you.

Officer?

That money could be
put to better use

by lighting a candle for him,

and it would do you no
bit of harm, either, sir.

Well, hell's bells.

Oh, uh, sir, if you'll
not be using that gun,

I'd appreciate you
pointing it somewhere else.

Thank you so much.

You did shoot him
fair, in self defense.



Nonetheless, it was a
deceitful shift you used

to be rid of him.

What'd you say, lady?

Well, instead of whistling,

I believe that a firm command

of move and I shall fire, sir,

would have avoided the killing.

Move and I shall fire, sir?

Yes.

Where'd you come from?

Who are you?

I'm not important, sir,

but this poor soul was.

Poor soul?



Lady, that poor soul just
dry-gulched that poor soul.

Well, yes, sir,

but you being an
officer of the law--

Not hardly.

Oh, I thought you...

Who are you?

I'm Sister Mary Joesph
of the Infant Jesus.

And what are you
doing out here?

Well, I came with
a freight caravan,

when we were
attacked by Indians.

It was terrible,
the savage killing.

All my friends were massacred

except for this good
animal and myself.

Yeah.

Where are you headed?

Santa Fe.

We were to rest here a few days,

but now somebody's
burnt it down.

'Cept it's the wrong trail.

And would Santa Fe be near, sir?

'Bout as near as
a week's hard ride.

And I've traveled
so far, already.

You see, Sister Paula and I
were to meet our Mother Superior

at Springfield, Missouri,
but we were delayed,

and so we missed one another.

Oh, sir, you don't happen
to have any water to spare?

We've had none since
early yesterday.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, the devil's own brew.

I've tasted worse.

Well, I haven't, sir.

Yeah.

Well, try back of the shack.

I gotta get my horse.

Taste better than
your devil's brew?

Now don't worry, I won't
shoot you in the back.

That's not what I
was thinking, sir.

Neither was I, lady.

What's wrong?

I'm trying to remember
what Mother Superior told us

to do in a situation like this.

And what did Mother
Superior tell you to do?

I can't remember,
but it doesn't matter.

Can I ask you, sir,
are you a brigand?

A brigand?

My question was
not humorous, sir.

Maybe not lady, but I've
been called a lot of things

in my life, but never a brigand.

My name is Madron.

How do you do, Mr. Madron?

What the hell is that?

An alarm.

I set it five minutes

before I'm to do my
grand hour of silence.

Your grand hour--

Of silence.

It being a rule of community,
I'm obliged to keep it.

You mean you aren't
gonna talk for an hour?

That's correct, sir.

I never
knew a woman in my life

could hold her tongue
more than 30 seconds.

You never knew the
right women, Mr. Madron.

Oh, now, you can
bet your mule on that.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
sir, I'd rather be alone.

You mean you're gonna
sit here for an hour

after all that shooting?

Every Apache within
a half a day's ride

of here knowin' all about us?

Oh, no, no, sir.

I'll be but some 15 minutes,

and then I'll give
you a helping hand

with those men back there.

What men?

The dead men.

You wouldn't be off
without burying them?

You're goddamn right I would.

Mr. Madron, I'll thank you
not to use such language.

Lady, I will thank
you to get on that mule.

Are you inviting me
to accompany you, sir?

No, ma'am.

I'm tellin' you that
if you don't get

on that mule by yourself, I
will tie you to the saddle.

You wouldn't dare.

Wouldn't I just?

A brigand.

Now, I've been
storing up some words

for the last hour, Mr. Madron,

and you're going to hear
every last one of them.

Yeah, I
was afraid of that.

Who do you think you are,

pushing people
around like you do?

I pushed somebody?

You most certainly did, sir.

I never touched you.

Well, that's because I
gave in just like a prisoner.

But if it hadn't been for--

Lady?

Lady, couldn't you set that
watch of yours again, now?

But I'm afraid I shall
have to go my separate way.

You're not talking
about riding alone?

We are none of us
alone, Mr. Madron.

God is everywhere.

No foolin'?

Lady, you wouldn't get as
far as that first bunch

of hills over there.

I came this far.

And you just about
used up your luck.

And look at that damn
thing you're riding.

He looks like he's been
pulling a plow all his life.

That damn thing,
Mr. Madron, is a mule.

And he was broken to a saddle
the day before yesterday.

You broke that mule?

With a side saddle?

Is there another way?

Hm, I'll be damned.

Quite possibly.

Now listen, lady.

Just once, will
you listen, please?

You are not riding alone.

What would your
destination be?

I wouldn't want to take
you out of your way.

You're not.

Well, Mr. Madron, I'm
deeply appreciative,

but I...

Go light yourself a candle.

Thank you, Mr. Madron.

I'll light one for you also.

Don't waste your money.

Hey, lady?

Don't take that off and leave
those canteens where they are.

This animal is tired, sir.

Just loosen it.

Why?

Well, ma'am, if a bunch
of Apaches come callin',

you ain't gonna have no time
to put that gear back on.

They'd rather kill you and
me than have a new pony.

You want the first
watch or the second?

The first one
would suit me, sir.

Ah, there you go.

Well, gentlemen, you seem
to be some hands tall.

However, if you happen
to be any taller,

you'll just have
to bend your knees.

Oh my, that won't do.

No.

Well.

What the
hell are you doing?

Oh, Mr. Madron, the
saints be praised.

For a moment, I thought
it was judgment day

and our friends
here resurrected.

A stupid thing, that's
what you're doing.

I'm doing the moral
and decent thing.

This place, this
time of night,

we're not the only people
that travel this trail.

Perhaps, but these
men will be buried

if it's the last thing the
good Lord allows me to do.

That may well be, lady.

And you can say amen to that.

Now.

Now, there is
nobody in this world

can make me dig this damn
thing one inch deeper.

Thank you, Mr. Madron.

Those are lovely graves
you dug for them.

Lovely?

Much better than I did.

You did?

Why, there were seven
of my friends back there.

You dug seven graves?

Lady, get the mule.

Right now! Move!

Get up!

Yeah, ha, look at that.

Who are they?

They are trouble.

Whoa, there.

Wow, look at that.

That would
be the work of Sam Red.

That damn redskin!

He's gonna get Madron
scalped before we do.

Oh, madre de
Dios.

Hey, Gabe.

Hey, lookie here.

Look what that redskin did.

Ha ha, old Sam Red, he
don't do no job halfway,

not that stinkin' redskin.

You ever wonder how much
you stink to an Indian, Amigo?

Cut it out!

He called me stinkin'.

He's right.

You're stinkin' drunk.

Ha ha, you're right,
my amigo friend.

I'm stinkin'.

That kind I don't mind.

You can call me that
any time you like.

If we are to overtake
him before sunrise,

we have little time left.

Yeah, let's go.

Let's go.

Oh, Mr. Madron,
must you hurry so?

You do want to get
to Santa Fe, don't you?

Well, indeed, sir,
but I'm not capable

of doing it in one day,

and on an empty stomach.

If I thought you
could, you would.

What do you think you're doing?

Yeah, well, I'll go
talk to the mule.

Well, Mr. Madron, all we...

Done it, again.

Well, Mr. Madron, all we
have to do now is wait.

Yeah.

What do you expect to
catch with that thing?

To be exact, sir, a sage hen.

You catch it
and I'll clean it.

Alright.

Oh, that won't do.

You gonna roast that thing?

I am, but you'd be
eating pin feathers

if I don't singe them first.

Say, lady, if we're gonna
be travelin' together,

don't you think
you oughta tell me

if you got any more of
those cute little tricks

up your sleeve?

Oh, I can fire a
gun passably well.

You mean a gun, gun.

I wouldn't be meaning
a cannon, Mr. Madron,

though my father would've been
delighted if I could have.

Now,
why would your father

want you to be
shooting a cannon?

Oh, my father
wanted a boy so badly

that when I was born, he
refused to face the evidence.

Here.

Which is the front end?

God dammit, now that
was a fool thing to do.

I'm sorry, Mr. Madron,
but you doubted my word.

Hey, our dinner!

Ain't gonna be
any dinner tonight.

Oh, but I'm hungry!
- Now, move!

Move!

Mr. Madron, couldn't we
roast the poor thing now?

I said
no fire tonight.

I swear to you, sir, it's
shriveling up inside that bag.

Well, you got nobody
to blame but yourself.

Now you know somethin'?

I'm glad you didn't
take up the cannon.

Is the fiddle in tune
between us now, sir?

Hm, yes ma'am.

The fiddle's in
tune between us now.

Then would it be
asking too much if we...

The saddle
gettin' harder?

Oh, with every
foot of the way.

Alright, let's rest here
and we'll move in the morning.

Come on.

Bless you, Mr. Madron.

Hey, wakey, wakey, wakey.

Come and get it or
I'll throw it out.

Come on, wake up.

He's done it.

Look at that.

Done to a turn.

What do you want,
light meat or dark?

Both.

Mm, that is a good bird.

Mm, what's wrong?

I just remembered it's Friday.

Don't taste good on Friday?

I abstain from
meat on Fridays.

It's a day of fast.

You're joshin'.

Oh, I wish I were.

Hours of silence,
days of starvation.

Lady, you surely make
it hard on yourself.

Mr. Madron, was it tender?

Yes, ma'am.

Get on that mule.

Mr. Madron.

Ah, Mr. Madron,
must you hurry so?

That mule can do better
in this stuff than my horse.

Yes, but there's a
limit to what I can do.

That's hard to believe.

Nevertheless, let's try.

When I said I would
get you to Santa Fe,

I didn't mean by next spring.

Now keep up with me.

Come on.

My friend, this man has
the power of meanness in him.

But this much, I know:

we'll not be eating
any more of his dust.

Come on.

Oh, Mr. Madron, what happened?

Oh, are you injured, sir?

Don't you come an
inch closer to me,

either one of you.

Oh, I do hope you
didn't hurt yourself, sir.

Alright, alright.

Just forget about it.

We're gonna camp
down there tonight.

You clumsy son of a--

Lady?

Lady, it's Saturday.

Bless you, Mr. Madron.

Bless you.

You're dead.

You're dead!

I saw you.

You die in wagon train.

Oh, no, sir, that...

Oh, Mr. Madron, you're bleeding.

No.

You didn't think I was human?

Where's that Indian?

Oh, that is a very ugly wound.

Where is that Indian?

Oh, he's gone,
scared as a banshee.

He thought I was massacred,
back at the freight caravan

instead of Sister Paula.

You turned him loose?

Oh, I couldn't stop him.

You had a gun.

Well, I...

Lady, you shouldn't
have turned him loose.

That was Sam Red.

Well, he didn't seem
so terrible to me.

That not-so-terrible
Apache had one of your padres

in an ants' nest
right up to his neck.

Lady, what the
hell are you doin'?

Mr. Madron, I'm about
to tend to your wound.

Like hell you are.

Alright, as you wish.

Now, if you'll just inhale this.

What the hell is that?

It's called an inhalant.

I know it doesn't
smell very nice,

but if you'll just sniff it,

it'll make you feel much better.

That's it.

You see?

There you are.

That's right.

A little more.

Mr. Madron, can you hear me?

Mr. Madron?

I think I can start now.

Feeling better?

I might've known:

a female medicine man.

No, no, no, just a
simple nurse, Mr. Madron.

Lady, there ain't nothin'
simple about you at all.

No, no, no, no.

Don't do that.

You'll tear up the stitches.

You sewed me up, too?

Well, with a five
inch laceration,

I had no other choice.

I didn't feel anything.

Well, with the help
of a little chloroform,

you slept through
the whole operation.

Just step down easy.

Ha ha, hey, lookie here.

Ha ha! Oh!

Gabe Price.

Johnny-behind-the-rock as usual.

You ever gonna use
the front door?

Man could get killed that way.

You'd be dead right now
except you talk nice.

Come on in and
I'll talk some more.

Nice and easy
or I'll have to guess

what you're going to say next.

Where's Angel?

He's coverin' our trail.

Apaches.

Some idiot buried three
of 'em back there.

How'd you know
they're Indians?

Dug 'em up.

Now who do you reckon would
be dumb enough to bury them?

No, it ain't possible.

You burying Apaches?

Not you, Madron.

I got religion.

Yes, siree, I'da buried
the whole tribe of them.

Wild, I love 'em like that.

Where'd you find her?

She found me.

Well, she just lost you,

'cause I'm gonna get me
some of that religion.

No chance.

What do you mean, no chance?

You gonna stop me?

They will.

No dice, Madron.

Me and the boys, we got
respect for one another.

Right boys?

See?

One big, happy family.

Take a look.

Take a damn good look.

Now, I've had some
of this religion,

and it is powerful stuff.

I'm willin' to bet my life

the first two of
you that try it,

you're gonna end up with
bullets in your back.

You're wrong, Madron.

Me and the boys, we
figure on drawin' hairs.

Figure again.

Alright, what's your idea?

Reduce the field.

You figurin' us drawin'
against ourselves?

That way I'm dead.

I'll take two of you with me.

Whoever draws lucky
gets two angels,

that one out yonder
and this one.

I ain't interested.

No?

Alright.

Do it.

Get Singer over there.

No, not me, boys.

Count me out.

So you can shoot
us in the back.

Get over here.

You want out of
this, turn around.

You'll live 'til the
next time I see you.

Stay where you are,

or if Madron don't
kill ya, I will.

Stop it, stop it!

Please, don't, don't!

No!

You turned your back on purpose!

Well, how else was I
gonna get him to draw?

But couldn't you have
taken him prisoner?

So he could do what
he pleased with you

after he knocked my brains
out while I was asleep?

First you distract him for me,

then you come with
this holy business.

Now why don't you
make up your mind?

Oh, no, no, sir.

I wasn't trying to distract him.

I was trying to stop you.

You what?

Well, you seemed to
be enjoying yourself

like some dreadful game.

Oh, yeah, lady.

I play that game every
night, right before supper.

Wets my appetite.

Damn shame about your dress.

I'll try and be back.

What do you see, Angel?

Death, senor Madron,
death in both our hands.

And those shots, senor?

Your amigos had an accident.

Oh, Senor Madron, they
were never my amigos.

Just business acquaintances?

Si.

We sell whiskey and tequila
to Sam Red and his people.

We make lots of money,

until you make Sam Red
lose face with his people.

Everybody want to kill you.

And me and my
business acquaintances

have been drunk for
four months straight.

Drinking all the profits.

Well, just to show you that
my heart's in the right place,

I'm gonna give you a chance

to make a little
money on the side.

Oh, I got a choice.

When it hits the ground.

You're most thoughtful, senor.

You win, Senor Madron.

Shooting the gun
out of Angel's hand

was not an accident.

I got work for you to do.

Work?

Work?

Is not my debt enough?

You've changed, Senor Madron.

I hold you in esteem no longer.

Yeah, well, it's too bad

you're not gonna get a chance
to get to know the new me.

It might influence you.

The world nears its end.

Hey, lady, meet
your new gravedigger.

Lady of God, forgive
this unworthy one

for coming into your presence.

He would have it otherwise.

Alright, alright.

Get the shovel off that
mule and dig four of 'em.

Four?

Oh, Mr. Madron, you're not,

you're not going to...

You gonna start that again?

Have you no conscience?

Lady, don't you know
the answer to that by now?

Shee!

Is this not deep
enough, Senor Madron?

I'm not so fat.

You satisfied?

I was satisfied
without want, Senor.

Me too, but like I said,

I'm a changed man.

Now, Angel,

that is mighty sloppy work.

I was never very good
with my hands, senor.

Except with a gun.

Oh, well, I may have a little
talent in that direction.

Angel, let's see how little.

Help yourself.

Oh, I will, senor,

but I was thinking to myself,

you have not changed so
much as I thought, senor.

We all disappointments
in the long run,

are we not?

That's a fact.
- First I give you my word,

senor, sworn on the memory
of my saintly mother,

that after I kill
you, the good sister

will never have reason
to fear this one.

Amen.

And so.

I'll shoot the hand of
the first one who moves.

Raise your hands.

Please God they do it gently.

I think the sister
will shoot, senor.

Can she?

Mr. Angel, stand aside
from that gun, please.

Now, Mr. Madron,
I want your word

you'll not harm this gentleman.

Gentleman?

You called me a brigand!

Mr. Madron, your word, please.

You make one move, Angel.
- Please, Mr. Madron?

Alright.

Alright!

You are indeed a
changed man, senor.

Mr. Angel?

My life is yours,
blessed lady.

I'll become a saint.

Then return to the sacraments
at first opportunity.

I shall return,
and God permitting.

Now leave me
alone, both of you.

Now, you.

If you so much as whisper
about this in your sleep,

I will remove your entire hide.

Oh, senor, I
have my pride, too.

Well, then, do something.

Si, senor, but what?

Get outta my sight.

Okay.

You go with us.

I'll keep my eye on you.

I gave you my word, senor.

And I gave you mine
and don't walk on it.

You want another special
invitation tonight?

Oh, no, senor.

I go stand watch.

Hey? Hey!

You forgetting something again?

My five dollars, like you say.

I'll also be dead, senor.

Sure you did.

Let us have the good sister
hold our bets today, senor.

Suit yourself.

Oh, Mr. Angel.

Sister, will you hold
this for us, por favor?

But of course.

Gracias.

Why give it to me?

You will know
when the time comes.

Say, how old are you?

Most women would refuse

to answer that
question, Mr. Madron.

Well, I wouldn't
ask most women.

I'm sure you wouldn't.

There are a lot of things
that I wouldn't ask most women.

God dammit.

I don't even know
how to tell you

that you are a
fine looking thing.

I...

If you were anybody
else in the whole world,

I would tell you that
I wanna put you down

on the ground right
here, right now,

get on you, get right after you.

Oh, Mr. Madron, I...

I thought I...

I tried to explain
to you what a nun is.

A nun?

Lady, you're the
only nun I know.

Speak for yourself.

I hoped, I had prayed
that you would understand.

Understand what?

Look at you.

Look at that, you're
not even a real woman.

You're just using your looks
to try and sell something.

Mr. Madron, whatever I am is
not the result of my efforts

but of God's love.

Oh, horse shit!

Would you prefer I went
to Santa Fe with Mr. Angel?

There is nothing I
would like any better.

We stop here, sister, to eat.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Angel.

Thank you so much.

I must admit, I'm famished.

Here.

Will you have some cheese?

Gracias.

Were you and Mr. Madron
such mortal enemies?

Oh, no,

but Madron knows when
someone becomes a mad dog,

he must be treated like one.

At least I'm no
longer mad, I think.

I'm as certain of that as I am

that our Lord sent you to me.

Oh, mother de Dios,
that could never be,

not one such as myself.

It is so.

Mr. Angel, you
have a lovely soul.

If you would only give
yourself a chance, a prayer.

Oh, no, no, no.

You make me want to
run and hide, sister.

Some agua, please?

Thank you, Mr. Angel.

De nada.

Tell me, why did
Mr. Madron give you

such a dangerous
advantage in your duel?

In what?

Oh, in your fight.

Because he knows I
held you in esteem.

Senor Madron is a lot of things,

but he is not a murderer.

Oh, no.

So Madron is a very good man?

Si.

Though he can be very
rough at times, very rough.

Many men would
like Senor Madron,

but he will have nobody, oh, no.

He's a loner.

Is he really?

Si.

But he has not always been so.

It's not a very nice story,
but he if wanted you to know,

he will tell you.

How do you do, Mr. Madron?

The saddle off
that thing, I'm in a hurry.

I beg your pardon, sir?

Did I hear you say
what I heard you say?

I'm changing the saddles
on these two beasts.

Comprende?

Si, si, senor.

Well, we shall
see about that, sir.

That money Angel gave
you, you still got it?

Now where do you suppose
I would have spent it, sir?

Well, give it to
him, I'm paying off.

But senor, we have
a long way to go.

Now, you gonna
get off that mule,

or am I gonna drag you off it?

Muchas gracias, amigo.

De nada.

Would it be asking too much

to know why I'm being
robbed of this mule, sir?

I always wanted one of my own.

Sir, you are a--

A brigand.

Precisely, sir!

A brigand is precisely
what you are.

Adios.

Well, I hope they
skin him alive.

What are you saying?

Dirty
double-dealing thief.

He is certainly not a
thief, Mr. Madron, not at all.

What did you mean by you
hope they skin him alive?

Just what I said.

Get outta my way.

I gotta saddle this animal if
we're gonna get to Santa Fe.

Are you forgetting that Mr.
Angel is escorting me, sir?

Oh, that's changed, lady.

I'm stuck with you again.

And I didn't plan it that way.

What way?

What is happening?

Well, that $10 you gave
Angel, that was a bet.

He lost.

Mr. Madron, stop
being evasive.

Why did Mr. Angel go riding off?

Sam Red is waiting
over that next ridge.

Merciful God, he's
distracting them.

And you were going to.

Me?

Hell, lady, I'da won the bet.

Mr. Madron, we must help him.

There must be a way.

Not unless you got a whole
sleeve full of miracles.

Can he allude them?

No chance.

Mr. Madron, isn't it
possible he could've escaped?

Aren't you at all concerned?

He's the one
wanting to be a hero.

Have you any idea where the
Apaches might have taken him?

If I did, I wouldn't say.

Well, we could at
least try to find him.

But we won't.

The price Angel's
paying to keep you holy

is a little too steep for me.

Let go.

If Sam Red does any dancing,

he'll do it on both our graves.

What is it?

Apaches.

What are those yells?

They're telling us we're trapped.

Are we?

Yes, ma'am.

Get down easy now.

Don't make any sudden moves.

Get over there, now, and get low

while I try and
figure a way out.

We got one way
out, it won't hurt.

Now listen to me.

No.

Madron, alive.

He killed the woman!

Don't move, don't move.

You're dead.

Oh, my head.

I hit a stone.

Your head'll be alright.

I just hope he didn't see
the flash of my other gun.

Now I'm gonna bury you.

Oh, bury me?

If I don't, they'll
make damn sure you're dead

when they come down here.

Madron!

At sunrise, Sam Red
will skin you alive!

Sweet Jesus.

They bought it.

After I finish burying you...

Yes.

I'm gonna lead 'em off.

You're gonna hear some shooting.

When it stops, wait a minute.

All right.

And then you get on that beast

and hightail it for Santa
Fe as fast as he can go.

Ah, what about you?

I've played
these games before.

Don't worry, I'll find Montoya.

You know
about Father Montoya?

He's the padre I pulled outta
that anthill a while back.

How am I
going to breathe?

Use the tip of my rifle boot.

It's a perfect air tube.

Breathe, I'll keep this hole
at the end above ground.

Does it work?

Yes.
- Good.

Trust me.

Alright.

Close your eyes now.

Breathe alright?

Yes.

Alright.

Damn!

Sam Red, you coyote!

Here's my grave.

Come on and put me in it!

Sam Red hears you, dog.

You son of a dog, you
want me alive, here I am!

Madron will come for horse.

They ran away.

What happened,
are you alright?

Are you hurt?

No, are you?

No.

They're gone now.

Now it's gonna be alright.

You got me, hold this.

Easy now, don't do that.

Don't cry, girl.

Come on, now.

They're all gone;
you see, they left.

I know.

Here you are, it's all right.

It was the funniest thing.

When they saw me, they
thought I was a ghost.

Every time he sees me,
he thinks I'm a ghost.

How are, hello.

I thought maybe you might
like something warm.

'Course I can't make
coffee worth a...

It's very good coffee.

I mean, it smells
like very good coffee.

You'd best use that.

That's gonna be hot.

Which way, um,
how far do we go?

It'll be yonder a piece.

How far is yonder?

'Bout a night
and a half's ride.

Night? Why night?

We couldn't hardly
make it in the daytime.

It's too hot, is it?

It's hotter than
the gates of hell.

We have all we can do
just to sit and breathe

during the daytime.

But it's real easy riding.

Can't go faster than a walk.

You just take your time.

When you're ready,
then we'll ride.

Oh, ma'am.

I think you're gonna be a
little better off over here.

Put it right in there.

Lady!

You're gonna run off
one time too often.

Mr. Madron.

Lady, you have purely shamed me.

You're not supposed to
find the water, I am.

Still, I guess I can't complain.

Mr. Madron, would you mind--

Don't you think it's about
time we dropped that mister?

Yes, sir.

Sir, who? What?

My name is Madron.

Madron.

You say that?

Try it: Madron, hm?

Madron.

See now, that
didn't hurt a bit, did it?

Oh, please.

Say, what am I gonna call you?

Not Joseph.

Antoinette.

Antoinette.

Antoinette, you're
not gonna go on

makin' like a nun, are ya?

Uh, no.

Well, I don't know.

Well, then, what?

Well...

Do you know how long
I've been a nun?

No.

Seven years.

And then, before that, I
was a novice for five years.

And then, you know, I
was raised by the nuns

as a little girl.

Ow, God dammit.

Oh, would you like
me to help you?

I mighta knowed.

Yes, ma'am.

Very well.

Now.

Oh, you are a
glory standing there

with the sun shining
on your hair.

And, about Sam Red.

He did a bad thing
to me and mine.

I did the same to him.

It won't die easy.

Get up there.
- My shoes, my shoes.

Oh, dear.

They know we're here?

That's right.

Sam Red's camp's
right over that hill.

Antoinette, I gotta tell you

that I lied to you, and
I make my apology now.

You lied about what?

About Angel.

We can maybe help him.

Why did you lie to me?

Because it would mean
some danger to you.

I'd hoped you thought
better of me than that.

Now, Antoinette, I got no
time for fancy explanations.

Do you wanna help
him or don't you?

Well, of course.

What shall I do?

You get on the mule and
you ride over that hill.

When you get to the
bottom, stay close.

Keep bearing to the right.

That doesn't make any sense.

I think you're trying
to get rid of me.

I'm using you for bait
to get their attention

so I can get to Angel.

I don't believe you.

If that was your plan, you
would've given me a gun.

You haven't left yet!

Here!

Here!
- I don't want it.

But what about you?

You can't help Mr.
Angel single handed.

This is a game I
know something about.

Now do you wanna
help him or not?

When shall we meet?

Angel and I will
be along directly.

Well, tell me your
plan and then I'll leave.

God, why are you so ornery?

Now, look.

You get on that mule and
you ride as fast as you can,

just like I told
you, and don't stop.

If you stop, you and
me and Angel are dead.

Now do it!

Alright.

If you say so, I'll do it.

Hurry back.

Antoinette?

I wouldn't have it no other way.

And I wouldn't
have it no other way.

God dammit, amigo.

Madron!

Sam Red!

Till love touches your life

You drift and you
wander and you roam

Through towns

And lives of strangers

Till love touches your life

Your heart doesn't
ever feel at home

You fight the world

I wouldn't have it no other way.

And tell yourself
you're happy

But when love
touches your life

You learn what it's
really like to live

The feel of home

The learning how to give

The need never to part

The warmth there
in your heart

When love gently reaches out

And touches your life