Hombre (1967) - full transcript

Greetings from Martin's Western Movies

I'm looking for John Russell.

Tres hombres,

Ish-Kay-Nay...

Whatever you call him.

I guess you must be

John Russell...

unless one of them is.

I can't hardly tell you apart.

I'm Russell.

Who are you?

I'm Billy Lee Blake.

I work for Henry Mendez.

If he sent you for horses,

all we got are green.

We're not going to be

needing any more horses.

They're closing down

the stage line.

You're a bit out of touch

up here, ain't you?

Well, then, what do you want?

Mr. Mendez

wants to see you.

He's waiting down at

Delgado's station.

He told me to tell you

to come on in.

All right, you told me.

Let me have my horse back

so I can get out

of here before dark.

You afraid of it?

I don't like what

I see in the daylight around here.

Go ahead.

Hombre.

Which name today?

Which do you want?

Anything but bastard will do.

We'll use John Russell.

No Apache names.

No symbol names, all right?

All right.

Come inside.

We'll have some mescal.

You get home all right?

I hear you're out of work.

Well, I bought

my last horse from you.

The notices go up this week.

After 20 years,

the railroad has come to Sweetmary.

It's progress,

my friend, change.

It's the law of life.

Anyway, I brought you here

about something else.

I thought you'd want to know

that Mr. Russell died

three nights ago.

He went in his sleep.

Doesn't that affect you?

The man who raised you?

Seventy-eight years

is a long life.

Yes. He was an old man.

Not a bad one, either.

Anyway, he left you his watch

and a boarding house

on Walker Street in Sweetmary.

It's two stories high.

I live there myself.

This is a big something

to think about.

Why?

Because you can live

among white men again...

on land that a white man

has given you.

You've been up

in the mountains too long.

It's time to

speak English to people

no matter what language

you think in.

And get your hair cut.

Why?

There's something

to be gotten out of this,

something to your advantage.

At least go look at it.

I think that if you see it,

you'll keep it.

And there's a woman

running it...

good-looking woman.

Do I inherit her, too?

No, my friend.

That's up to you.

You can be white

or Indian or Mexican.

Now it pays you to be

a white man for a while.

Go to Sweetmary.

Say, "How are you?

I am John Russell.

I own the Russell place."

Put yourself on the winning

side for a change.

Is that where you are?

A Mexican is closer than

a White Mountain Apache,

I can tell you that.

How old is she?

Hey, uh, Mexico.

You got a bottle back there?

I guess anybody

can come in here.

Yeah... if they

allow Indians.

Hey, uh, when did they start

letting Indians drink?

Maybe they've been

drinking that...

Apache slop they make

out of cactus juice.

Tizwin?

Yeah. Yeah,

that's right... tizwin.

Maybe that's where they bought

the nerve to come in here.

It would take a week

with tizwin.

They got time.

What else they got to do?

That ain't tizwin.

That's mescal.

Yeah, that's mescal.

Well, that's

still not allowed...

not even sticky

sweet Mex drinks.

Not for Indians.

Aw...

Look at that.

They just can't hold

their liquor.

They sure can't.

Nobody knows why.

It's just a fact of nature.

No more, huh?

Before you leave,

you put money on the bar

for mescal.

Next time, I'll drop you.

I talk about bringing you

to a house

that has flowerpots

in the window

and napkins on the table.

A savage.

I don't know why you say that.

I was thinking about it

in English.

for Mr. Russell.

And what's the matter

with that?

And who are you going

to all this trouble for?

A man who was carried off by

the Apaches when he was a child,

raised among red devils

to be a red devil.

Is that what I'm gonna have sleeping

in the bed in my front bedroom?

I'll tell you

something else about him.

When old man Russell found him

amongst some army

prisoners at Fort Thomas

and took him to his home,

gave him his name,

this ingrate went back

to the Apache again.

He had no use

for the white man.

So... you don't waste

your time with this, hmm?

He eats with the fingers.

When I get done with him,

he'll be eating out of my hand.

You think so?

Uh-huh.

Mr. Russell?

I'm Jessie Brown.

I've been expecting you.

The gate seems to be

off the hinge.

I know. I've been meaning to

do something about that

sometime or other.

Come on in.

We can't talk here.

I hear it.

The roof s got

a nice, big leak too.

If it were raining now,

you'd drown right where

you're standing.

But it isn't raining, is it?

Doesn't appear to be.

Mr. Russell,

this house has got ten rooms,

two flights of stairs,

and one woman to

keep it all nailed down.

That's me.

All right.

Would you like to see

the rest of the house?

There's nothing else

to show you

except me

and the account books,

and you've already had

a fairly critical look at me.

Well, I'll take

a look at the books.

You might like to know

that old man Russell

had a fine funeral.

Everyone in the house

chipped in.

We bought him a horseshoe

of red carnations.

They didn't last in this heat,

but they were pretty.

And we got him

a marble headstone.

It has his name on it,

and underneath we had them put,

"In the fullness

of his years."

Is that all right?

I'd settle for that

on my own slab.

What do you figure

yours is gonna read?

"Shot dead," probably.

Don't people like you,

Mr. Russell?

Only takes one who doesn't.

Let's assume you're

going to have a future.

How would you feel about

going into business with me?

I'll make the same arrangement with

you that I had with old man Russell.

These are the accounts.

You'll clear $300 a year

without even

lifting a finger...

and you'll have a place

to hang your hats, besides.

I've had an offer

on this house...

for a herd of horses

down in Contention.

I think I'm going to take it.

You knew that when

you walked in the door.

Let me ask you something, lady.

This house here that

you're so hot about,

it's mine, isn't it?

Yes, it's yours.

I can sell it or not sell it,

whichever, right?

You can do what you want to.

Was there anything in that will

that made provision for you?

Not a line.

Then it turns out

that I don't have

any responsibility

toward you at all.

You don't owe me a thing.

No. Fact is, I don't.

And I'm not one

to quarrel with the facts,

Mr. Russell.

Anybody in there?

Just one.

Got something to say,

and I'd just as soon

nobody heard it.

Why? Something wrong?

Russell is selling the house.

I'm high and dry.

Well, now, that's

kind of sudden, ain't it?

It's his house and my luck.

If you're hurting for money,

I can let you have a little.

You can let me have

more than that.

- Like what?

- Make an honest woman out of me.

Come on, Jess.

You're already that.

Now, don't hedge.

I need an answer.

You appear to be it.

That's a hell of a romantic

way of looking at it.

You could do a lot worse.

I don't turn your pants

pockets inside out.

I don't say no

in the middle of the night.

When you got the stomachache, I'm

ready with the bicarbonate of soda.

When you get a cold, I'm the one

who brings up the croup kettle.

I know I'm not 20,

but that's not too bad.

Over the years, I have learned

to control my temper.

All that's true.

So? Yes or no?

Not a chance.

Well...

I've gone this far.

So if it's not

too undignified to ask,

why not?

Jessie, you could be the Queen

of Sheba with a rose in your teeth,

you could be Velvet-skin Annie

out of a Frisco hook shop,

the answer

would still be "no."

You got me in pretty

classy company anyhow.

I been working since

I was ten years old,

cleaning spittoons

at a dime a day.

It's now 30 years later and

all I can see out the window

is a dirt road going nowhere.

The only thing

that changes the view

is the spotted dog lifting his leg

against the wall over there.

Saturday nights,

I haul in the town drunks.

I get their 25-cent dinners

and their rotgut liquor

heaved up over the front

of my one good shirt.

I wear three pounds of iron

strapped to my leg.

That makes me fair game

for any punk cowboy

who's had one too many.

No, Jess.

I don't need a wife.

I need out.

Doesn't seem to be

my day, does it?

I'm doing you a favor, honey.

Anytime a man

weasels out on you,

it turns out that

he's doing you a favor.

Well, maybe you are, Frank.

Are you in charge here?

Henry Mendez.

It's urgent that my husband

and I get to Bisbee.

I want to arrange

to leave tonight.

- The line is closed.

- I'm prepared to hire a rig.

We don't have any.

What do you have?

Nothing at all, lady.

We got a mud wagon.

Who's going to drive it?

I could do it.

He doesn't have

enough experience.

The company would not allow it.

I'm willing to let him drive.

You might also

be willing to sue us

in case something happens.

If I bought the wagon?

It's not mine to sell.

If I paid for more

than just our fares?

Well, you'll need

a driver, horses...

four, maybe six horses.

And the relay stations

aren't working anymore.

The same horses

will have to go all the way.

If they don't make it,

who's going to pay for them?

I'll buy the horses. So there's

no other problem, is there?

You want to get there

bad, don't you?

Settle it.

We'll go to the hotel

and have dinner.

That should give you time

to find a man and get ready.

I don't know, lady.

You'll make a month's wages

in three days.

You'll be ready.

Me and Doris want to get

out of here, so does Jess.

That's three more of us.

And Russell's looking

for a ride too.

All right, that's four.

Why can't we do it?

Have I said we couldn't?

Whoa!

Is everybody ready?

I saw that fella Mendez.

I'm going along with you.

Going to Bisbee to get married.

What do you think?

Not much, but that's up to you.

Here's your ticket.

If there are any stops open

on the way, show that for meals.

Drinks are extra.

Hand it in when you

reach your destination.

Hey, this one's for him.

Want to hand it to him?

Sure.

I see you're

going to Contention.

I change there for Bisbee.

Yesterday I was in the army, and

next week I'll be a mining man.

Week after, I'll have a wife

all arranged for and waiting.

Isn't that something?

Yes, it is.

What did you do

with my house plant?

I stuck it in the boot.

It's O.K.

It better be.

I nursed that thing along

for six years.

- Cicero Grimes.

- Yes, sir.

Well, write it down, boy,

for the coach out front.

It's a special run.

I know that.

That's why I'm going on it.

I'm afraid

it's full-up.

You can get one more on up top.

No one's allowed to ride with

the driver. That's a company rule.

They going?

Yes, sir. Both of them.

You got a ticket for

that stage out in front?

Well, that's it.

You can give me your ticket,

and you can take the next stage.

That's a funny idea.

No, that's not a funny idea.

That's a good idea.

See, you could stay here,

get drunk, have some fun.

Now, how's that sound?

But I'm gonna be traveling tonight.

No. I don't think so.

Leave him alone! You come late,

you find your own way.

What did you say?

I said why don't you

leave him alone?

The man wants to take

the stage, let him take it.

Well, suppose I take

your ticket instead.

You just walk in and take

someone else's seat?

Looks like it, don't it?

Somebody's pulling

a joke on somebody.

You think so?

What kind of a business

do you run here?

You let a man walk in

and say he's taking your seat

after paying the fare?

The company doesn't

do anything about it?

Friend.

This business is

between you and me.

We don't want anybody else

poking their nose into it, do we?

You wearing a gun?

You better get one.

You can't just threaten

a man like that.

There are witnesses here

seeing you threaten me.

They heard you call me

a dirty name.

I never called you anything.

And even if they didn't, I did.

I didn't say a word.

Now, friend...

I'm going to step out

into the street here,

and if you don't come out

in about one minute,

I'm going to have to

come back in here.

You should have done something.

You talking to me, lady?

Yes, to you.

It wasn't my business.

What if he'd taken your ticket?

He didn't.

That soldier would have

helped you, and you know it.

I didn't ask him for any.

He didn't even have a gun.

That's his business,

he don't want to carry one.

Takes a lot to light

a fire under you.

If it's all right

with you, lady,

I just didn't feel

like bleeding for him.

And even if it isn't

all right with you.

What if there were

Apaches out there now,

watching us?

Don't alarm yourself,

young lady.

The wild, free ones

are all up in the mountains.

The wild, caught ones

are at San Carlos.

I've heard a lot of stories

about what Indians

do to white women.

They do the same thing

to white women

they do to Indian women,

and they don't mind it much,

red or white.

I don't know if the ladies

enjoy that kind of talk.

What kind of talk?

About Apache Indians

and what they do to women.

You saying I got a loose mouth?

If he wasn't saying it, I am.

Right. That lady

speaks right up, don't she?

Mm-hmm.

If you want to know

if I'm carrying a gun, I'm not.

My tongue is my only

weapon, Mr. Grimes.

And it's deadly.

I've lived among the Apaches

on a reservation...

the women grinding corn

and rubbing skins,

the men almost naked...

some of them quite striking.

Just when you begin to

find them almost beautiful,

they squat

and pick at themselves

with the dogs

sniffing at them.

I can't imagine eating a dog

and not thinking

anything of it.

You ever been hungry, lady?

Not just ready for supper,

but hungry enough

so that your belly swells up?

I wouldn't care

how hungry I got.

I know I wouldn't eat

one of those camp dogs.

You'd eat it. You'd fight

for the bones too.

Have you ever

eaten a dog, Mr. Russell?

Eaten one and lived like one.

Dear me.

Mr. Russell

obviously feels sympathy

for the Indians' plight.

If you're a humane man, you do.

But you have to live on

a reservation like San Carlos

to see that caring for them

is not a simple matter

of giving them food and clothing.

My name is Favor, by the way.

I happen to be

the Indian agent at San Carlos.

As the agent,

I see all the problems

the Interior Department

is faced with...

natural resentment

on the part of the Indians,

their distrust,

their reluctance to

cultivate the soil.

They live where

they don't want to live.

That too, which can't

be helped for the time being.

Do you happen to know

someone at San Carlos?

Most of them.

- You've visited the agency?

- I lived there.

I don't think I recognize you.

Did you work for

one of the suppliers?

No. I worked

for the police.

But the police are all Apache.

Whoa.

Delgado's station.

- Mendez!

- Well, who else?

You can wash at the bench

near the kitchen door

and follow the path around the back

for the other things.

- Still got horses?

- A few more days.

Then change them for these.

I thought you had closed down.

That's a long story.

Get your woman

to make some coffee, eh?

Mr. Mendez.

I find myself

in an awkward situation.

I'm going to have

to rely on your tact.

You mean you have

a dirty job for me to do.

Giving as little

offense as possible

arrange to have Mr. Russell

ride on top with you.

How do I offend the man

without offending him, Dr. Favor?

My wife finds it disturbing

having him inside with us.

What is there about him

that bothers the lady?

I'm sure you know

his history better than I do.

I leave it in your hands.

And wash yours?

It's for the dust...

or whatever reason you want.

Dr. Favor... says you shouldn't

ride in the coach.

They all say that?

I don't know what they all say,

but he's paying for most of it.

I don't think

he wants to argue.

What do you say?

Well, I say,

why make people unhappy?

Let them do what they want.

It's not a big thing.

Why should we let it worry us?

What if I decide

to stay inside?

A man could catch his death

of cold riding up on top.

Is that worth arguing about,

making trouble, getting

people angry and upset?

Or is it easier

to forget it? Which?

If you ask...

why I lend myself to this...

it's a habit...

a lifetime of it.

I didn't ask.

Against the cold.

I want you to hear this.

I was just telling him

that you're not the first

through here this afternoon.

About an hour ago,

three men came by.

- Did you know them?

- Some riders.

- But did you know them?

- They may work around here.

This station's

supposed to be closed.

What were they doing here?

It happens.

People pass by.

What did they look like? Did they

say where they were going?

If you think they

planned to hold us up,

they wouldn't know

a stage was coming by today.

I want to go another way.

Is there one?

There's a road past

the old San Pete Mine.

It hasn't been used in years.

It's wild and hard to travel over,

but it ends up in the same place.

We'll take it.

We have women.

Any possibility of being stopped,

we should take precautions.

Start without delay,

if you please.

Hyah!

Get up! Get up!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Smoke bother you?

Would you put it out

if I said it did?

Oh, yeah.

My mama taught me

to remove my hat and my cigar

in the presence of a lady.

Whatever else I take off

depends on how lucky I get.

Oh, it's stuffy in there.

I noticed.

Listen, I had nothing to do

with your getting thrown out.

All right.

Although, frankly,

it wouldn't bother me a bit

if you had to walk

all the way to Bisbee.

It wouldn't bother

me either, lady.

Get up there!

Get up now!

Get up! Get up!

Giddup! Yes!

Giddup!

Ho!

All right, everybody out!

Billy, take care of the horses

and get a water bag.

Why have we made this stop?

If you're thinking of us,

we're not tired.

No. I'm thinking

of the horses... and me.

I'm tired.

We'll rest here

for a couple of hours.

I have to get some sleep.

If you're smart,

you'll do the same.

Hey, amigo.

This ain't the stage road.

We took a different way.

Different way?

You just take any old road

you feel like?

I think you'd better

talk to Dr. Favor.

No.

I'm talking to you.

We all agreed.

You were asleep.

I thought... he wants

to come with us so bad,

this will be all right.

Where's it go?

Same place.

We'll be in Benson tomorrow

if the road is all right

and nothing happens.

What could happen?

What do you want?

I hope I'm not bothering you,

but it's so hot,

I was just cooking.

Whew. There's a nice little

breeze up here, though,

isn't there?

Everybody's gone to sleep.

I can't sleep

when it gets this hot.

I just wake up dizzy.

That a fact?

This place sure is spooky,

all those buildings

and nobody in them.

You know, I'm awfully glad

you're along with us.

If anything happened,

it's nice to know

there's somebody along

that could do

something about it.

That's what you think?

I saw you back at the station.

You frightened the life

out of everyone back there.

Did you like that, little lady?

I like to see a man

act like a man.

I think that you should

have what you like.

Oh! Don't do this!

You scared?

You never had it

like this, hmm?

You get hurt a little,

and then you...

get rubbed a little bit.

Ha ha ha!

- Where do you think you're going?

- I'm going to get my husband!

So he can charge up that hill

and get his head blown off?

You let go of me!

He's got to do something.

That man hurt me.

You wagged your tail in his face to

get his attention, and you got it.

You're disgusting,

you know that?

You talk so dirty.

Wipe your nose

and shut your mouth...

and tell everyone

you fell and skinned your knees

going to the public

convenience.

Here. Mop up.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Whoa!

Everybody take a nice walk

to the top of the grade.

Hyah!

Well, I'm getting tired

of this trip.

I want a bath.

I want to sleep 12 hours.

I want a big, rare steak.

And then what?

I don't know.

I never know what's next.

Whatever it is, I'm going

to have to scratch for it.

That I do know.

Wish I could find a rich old man

and give it a rest for a while.

- Where? Out to pasture?

- Mm-hmm. I'm ready.

Let someone else

work up a sweat for a change.

Let someone else

put the meat on the table.

Glad to buy you dinner.

Mmm. There's

a lot of men

who will do that,

Mr. Russell.

Well, I'd just as soon

make it breakfast.

No, thanks.

I just take coffee in the morning...

nothing with it.

You know, we liked

not to have made it.

I figured you had

some catching up to do.

When you didn't come

by the main road,

we went back to Delgado's.

He told us you'd

come this other way.

He didn't want

to tell us, but he told.

I tell you,

we done some riding.

Well, look who we have here.

Hello, Jessie.

Feeling ornery, Frank?

Let's not start

asking questions.

Just one...

what are you doing here?

Going bad, honey.

All right.

Break out that luggage.

Doc Favor's pretending

he don't see us.

Things kind of close in on you,

don't they, Doctor?

I have no idea what

you're talking about.

My wife and I

are going to Bisbee

to settle some affairs.

We'll be there

two days at most.

That's not where you're going.

You're going to

hole up in Mexico,

or you're going

to get on a boat in Veracruz

and head out.

Hey, Lamar, you know something.

He ought to be

over here with a gun.

He don't need a gun

to pull off a robbery.

He does it with pen and ink.

- No.

- Yeah.

He just claims a higher

beef tally than what comes in.

Then he pays the trail driver off

for what's delivered,

charges the government for meat

that ain't even there,

and then pockets

the difference.

Ain't that right, Doctor?

The Indians go hungry,

but you don't.

All right.

Let's get to it.

What about up in the boot?

A shotgun.

Do you think this

is worth your while?

You won't be able to

show your face again.

I purely appreciate that,

but don't give me

no more advice, please.

I'll bet you're dead

or arrested in two weeks.

You ain't gonna have

nothing to bet with.

- There are witnesses.

- I don't see no witnesses.

Lamar, you see any witnesses?

No. Not here.

That man don't look

like no witness.

Hey, mister!

Are you a witness?

I've seen you someplace.

That bothers me.

Come on, mister.

Help me out.

Where was it?

Cicero!

Well, now, lookee here.

How much did you steal?

Tell us so we don't

have to count it.

He figures he's helped enough

without giving us the tally.

- About 12,000, I figure.

- Somewhere around there.

Get it loaded.

Looks like you did good,

and we did better.

Boy, get up there.

Throw those two saddles down.

Amigo, you and you,

saddle them two horses.

I figured you'd

ride along with us a way.

I'd better not.

You'll be all right.

I'll be all right here.

You're coming.

One way or the other,

you're coming.

Friend, I'll thank you

for the buggy ride,

and we'll do it again

some time.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Kid, get down.

What?

Just get down from there.

Hey, Braden.

Hold up a minute.

I forgot a little something.

What are you doing up there?

Getting my things.

You figure

you're going someplace?

Why stay here?

Just how far

do you think

you're going to get?

That's to find out.

Now, how far did you say

you're going to get?

Leave us some water!

Now how far?

Oh, about as far as Delgado's.

What does that mean?

Maybe if we all get thirsty,

we'll go to Delgado's

and get some mescal.

Jessie, do you want me

to do something about Braden?

There's nothing

to be done about him.

Russell!

Russell, where are you going?

Russell!

Wait for us!

Russell!

Russell, wait!

Why didn't you wait for us?

What did you want me

to wait for?

Look, we want to

get out of here

before they come after us.

Is there something

stopping you?

Man, what is

the matter with you?

This isn't happening to one person.

It's happening to everyone.

And you want me

to show you the way?

Sure.

You show us the way, we follow,

but we are all together.

Together, huh?

I flatter myself

that I understand Mr. Russell.

We affronted his dignity...

a very necessary thing

to a man.

We asked him

not to ride with us.

Now he's telling us

we can't walk with him.

Isn't that right, Mr. Russell?

Maybe we don't walk

the way you walk.

Fair, but harsh.

But for all that, you're no longer

in a hurry, are you?

No. I'm in no hurry.

If you want to go on, go on.

Leave the saddlebags

and the gun.

I thought we'd get to that.

You forgot something,

didn't you?

Money.

An odd oversight for a man

who thinks of everything.

I was a little busy back there.

He's thinking, "Why not

take my money out here?"

No law to stop him.

Your money?

You starved a bunch of Indians to

death at San Carlos for that money,

and now you're trying to get

your sticky fingers on it,

and meanwhile Grimes is

getting the time he needs.

Enough of this.

We have to move.

Why move?

Why not wait here for him,

maybe finish it?

Finish it?

You mean kill him?

They get close enough,

they're gonna kill you.

They didn't hurt anybody before.

Why would they wanna hurt us now?

They'll be running out of water.

You wanna give them yours?

- No.

- They'll kill you for it.

And if we don't

finish it, what then?

You got no say in this.

Now, you can go on

or stay, whichever.

Either way, you leave the saddlebags

here. The belly gun too.

You're not a figure to command

too much confidence, Mr. Russell.

What if everyone

decides against you?

Then they've got you

to show them the way home.

It's the frying pan

or the fire,

as far as I'm concerned.

At least Russell knows the way.

All right.

Everybody, stay put.

You got one thing to do, kid...

watch him.

He can leave until

the time they come.

After that, no.

If he tries to leave

with nothing,

shoot him once.

If he takes the money,

shoot him twice.

If he picks up the water,

you empty your gun. Understand?

I don't understand

anything about this mess.

Mendez, you think

you can do this?

That's right.

Right there.

First, a shotgun

when they're close...

and I mean so close

you can touch them...

and then this if you need it.

I'll be over there.

Where?

Right there.

If one of us

doesn't get a good shot,

the other probably will.

Hit something, Mendez...

first the men, then the horses.

I don't know.

Just to sit here

and wait to kill them?

If there was some

other way, we'd do it.

Maybe we can outrun them.

If you run, they're going to catch

you. They're going to kill you.

You believe that

more than you believe anything.

All right.

And try not to puke.

You may have to lay

in it for a long time.

Hey, hombre!

A compliment on your shooting.

You have put a hole in me.

Whew! I never had

a bellyache like this

since I'm a little boy.

Hey, amigo!

Friend!

I am going to

give you back this bullet.

Tonight, Mendez,

not while the sun is out.

Why not?

Because you sweat a lot

and you'll want more.

Hey, hombre!

Look, amigo,

how close you come.

I tried to do better.

I think you moved.

You can be sure I move.

How do you prefer them...

tied to a tree?

That would be nice.

You like to

pull a trigger, huh?

I can do it again for you.

You could,

but first I have to talk

to this other...

this Favor.

He can hear you.

Tell him this...

Tell him he give us the money

and some of the water,

and we give him his wife,

and everybody goes home.

Ask him how he like that.

You out of water, huh?

Ah, this Grimes,

he never bring canteen,

only whiskey.

He think it is

going to be easy.

It's going to get harder.

Not if this Favor

give us the money.

He hasn't got it.

He gave it to me.

Ohh!

You steal the money.

Ha ha ha!

All right.

We trade with you then.

You give us the money,

or we shoot the woman.

All right. Shoot her.

That nice little soft woman?

You don't care we shoot her?

She's nothing to me.

How about the others?

What do they say?

They say what they want.

I say what I want.

Tell Grimes

how things are up here.

Tell him he'd better

think some more.

All right.

I talk with Grimes.

Ha ha ha ha!

Mr. Russell...

we're getting more and more

worried about you.

If you can tell them

to shoot Mrs. Favor

without even flicking

an eyelash,

we're beginning to wonder

how you feel about us.

You're a lot of trouble.

Then will you tell me why

we keep trotting after you?

Because I can cut it, lady.

There's no more cover.

It's just open country.

If we cross in daylight,

they'll ride us down

with their horses.

Then we leave when it's dark.

Can we have some water now?

Tonight.

Do you object to our eating?

The biscuits, not the beef.

It's packed in salt.

I figure we'll reach San Pete

tomorrow morning,

Delgado's, if we're lucky,

the next morning.

And then home.

It doesn't seem so far

when you look ahead.

The trouble is you have to

keep looking back.

Don't let that

get away from you.

I'm going to go

have a look at things.

My friend.

I want you to know

you did very well back there.

It took more nerve

than most have

to lie there waiting for them.

Well, he shouldn't have

made me do it.

You didn't have to, you know.

Listen, he makes sense,

whether you agree with him or not.

He makes sense, even if it kills

you... that's what you're saying.

It's just I never

shot at a man before.

- That's not an easy thing.

- I know, but it seems easy to him.

If he can kill two people,

he can kill five.

- For what reason?

- My money.

No. I know him

better than that.

Where money is concerned,

I'm afraid

you don't know anyone.

All right. Wake up.

Wake up!

Come on. Wake up.

Get over there.

Throw me my gun, please.

The saddlebags and the water.

Maybe you'll leave us

your blessings

since you're taking

everything else.

Do you think

you can carry all that?

I think so.

You better put down that gun.

You got two ways to go...

put it down or use it.

Even if you tie me,

you're going to be dead.

You've persuaded me.

Will that do?

If you wanted to go

someplace, keep going.

I see. You're driving

me out, is that it?

Looks like it.

What am I permitted

to take with me,

if anything?

Your life. How's that?

Not overly generous.

They're probably out there

waiting for one of us

to show himself.

You might make it.

If I don't,

it's the same as murder.

If you get there, look me up.

We'll drink on your luck.

If you get there.

Good-bye, my friends.

Take care of yourselves.

We'll hole up

in that shack on top

while it's daylight

and hope they pass us by.

Why stop now?

If we keep going, we get home.

Oh, man, we're so close.

So are they.

There's blood in my shoe.

You always bought them

a size too small.

Dr. Favor!

It's Dr. Favor!

He doesn't remember

we left water behind.

We have to tell him.

You don't do anything.

What do you mean

we don't do anything?

Take a look at him.

He's dying of thirst.

What did you think

would happen?

You just thought you'd

never see him again,

so yesterday,

it was all right, huh?

No. I should have

said something yesterday.

I'm saying it now.

Lady.

They could be

anywhere out there.

Don't press our luck.

Dr. Favor!

Dr. Favor!

We left water behind

in the mine shaft!

In the mine shaft!

You will learn something

about white people...

they stick together.

They better.

Well, I reckon

I will just take me

a little hike up that hill

and parley.

Any message you want

to send your husband?

Tell him I'm being

well looked after.

That's real wifely.

Hey!

I'm coming up to talk.

Y'all hold your fire.

Wait a minute. Wait!

He wants to talk.

That's no trick.

Let's hear what he has to say.

You don't know what he wants.

You have to find out

what he wants.

- Doesn't that make sense to you?

- All right.

- Anybody home?

- We can hear you.

Come on out.

We'll talk some.

You say what you want.

How'd you like to go home?

What else?

It's looking at you.

See, we can stay here

just as long as we please.

I can send a man

for more water and chuck,

but you people

can't move around.

You can't move

unless I let you, right?

What's your offer?

You leave the money,

we leave the woman.

We have to talk about that.

You do that.

We'll let you look at the woman

while you're talking.

That may help.

When you're ready,

bring the money down,

and you take her.

Suppose...

Well, suppose nobody

wants this woman.

That's all right,

but you ain't leavin' here

with the money,

and that's the main thing

you think about.

- Hey. I got a question.

- What's that?

How you going to

get down that hill?

Now, you hold on.

I'm going down this hill

the same way I come up it.

You hear me?

Now, you just hold on.

Aah!

Aah!

Cicero Grimes,

meet John Russell.

Where's he going?

Up behind us

to close the back door.

How do we get out?

Hey, hombre!

How would you like that woman?

If you want that woman, hombre,

you better hurry,

or maybe there will be

nothing left

in the sun!

Alex...

please...

help me.

Alex, help me.

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

We have to

give them that money.

I think you know that.

Like you had to give

that one water, huh?

People help each other.

People kill each other, too.

I've seen that.

You're going to see some more.

If you want to say

that it's my fault

we're stuck up here,

go ahead.

No. What I want to know

is why you helped.

Because he needed it,

just like that woman needs it.

It's not up to us to decide

whether she deserves

to live or not.

We only help, huh?

Do we have another choice?

Not help.

Just let her die?

That's up to Grimes.

You mean,

you'd sacrifice her life

for that money?

Is that what you're saying?

You go down there,

and you ask that lady

what she thinks of life.

Ask her what life is worth

to those Indians in San Carlos

when they run out of meat.

But she didn't

take the money. Favor did.

She said, "Those

dirty Indians eat dog,"

that she couldn't eat dog

no matter how hungry she got.

Ask her if she'd eat dog now.

I don't know what your gripe is

against the world.

Maybe you got a real one.

Lady, up there

in those mountains,

there's a whole people

who have lost everything.

They don't have a place left

to spread their blankets.

They've been

insulted, diseased,

made drunk and foolish.

Now, you call the men who did that

Christians, and you trust them.

I know them

as white men, and I don't.

Russell,

if nobody ever lifted a finger

until people were deserving,

the whole world

would go to hell.

We better deal

with each other out of need

and forget merit,

because none of us

have too much of that...

not me, not you, not anybody.

If it bothers you,

why talk about it?

Hey, man!

Do you hear me?

Come on down here!

I got something for you.

Hey, hombre,

whatever is your name...

do you hear me?

Alex!

Alex! Alex!

Alex, please!

Please help me!

Alex! Alex!

God sees this,

and if we live,

we must live in fear of him.

At least that's what

they frightened me with

when I was a child.

Don't be frightened,

Mr. Mendez.

There is no God.

Not in either of us, perhaps.

Not anywhere.

Nothing, Dr. Favor?

Nothing.

You're sure?

No reward in heaven?

Why lie to ourselves?

Well, hell, then?

A little bit of hell, maybe?

Ah, yes.

There's hell.

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

By dark, she'll be dead.

Isn't somebody

going to do something?

All right.

Somebody want

to go down there, go ahead.

Just one thing...

You walk down there,

you're not going to walk back.

You leave the bag and start up with the

woman, they're gonna kill both of you.

You're saying that so nobody

will take the money and try.

They'll kill both of you.

That's why I'm saying it.

That's your wife down there.

You going to cut her loose?

Mendez, you going to save her?

Billy Lee What's-your-last-name,

you going to go down there?

This one won't.

That's his woman,

but he won't do it.

He doesn't care enough

about his own woman,

but maybe somebody else does.

But maybe somebody else does.

All right. You, lady.

You worry about his wife

more than he does.

Go on down there,

cut her loose, start back up again,

get shot in the back...

or in front, if the Mexican

by the trough does it.

In the back or in the front,

one way or the other.

Just give me your knife.

That's all I want from you.

You want a lot more

than that from me, lady.

All right.

Kid, come here.

I'm not looking

to get myself killed,

so pay attention.

You know how to use this?

I guess so.

Ejects and loads.

It's ready now.

There's one in there,

and I hope

you only need the one.

Watch the Mexican.

After I go past him,

he'll come out

with his back to you.

If he touches his gun,

shoot him.

In the back?

I'll ask him to turn around.

There's something else...

the money.

What about it?

Maybe it's you who will have to

take it up to San Carlos after,

but that's easy, huh?

I thought you were

keeping it for yourself.

Think what you want to think.

That's up to you.

All of us thought so.

It belongs to those

people up there.

I grew up on their land.

I hunted every foot of it.

Maybe you take the money back

I owe it.

I'll see it gets back.

Tell them to cut you out

a plain ten-dollar horse

by way of thanks.

All that trouble

you went to, huh?

It's a shock to grow old,

Mr. Russell.

Hey!

Got something for you.

Mister, you got

a lot of hard bark on you,

walking down here like this.

Now I owe you.

You put two holes in me.

That's usually enough

for most of them.

Don't try it again.

That vaquero is more

than a fair hand.

You got the money?

Unless I brought

my dirty laundry by mistake.

Let me see it.

You look for yourself.

Come on. Hurry up.

Oh, get out of the way.

Please get out of the way.

Well, now.

What do you suppose hell

is going to look like?

We all die. It's just

a question of when.

Mr. Mendez?

This one's still alive.

I would like at least

to know his name.

He was called John Russell.