Joe Kidd (1972) - full transcript

Got some nice breakfast
for you, boys.

Hey, Joe.

Wake up and eat something. You're
gonna appear before the Judge.

He's stinking drunk. Why'd you put
him in here? We don't want him.

Gringo son of a bitch, woke
us up. He don't give a damn.

Hey Joe, you hear me?

You're to appear before the judge.

- Bob Mitchell hit me?
- Yup.

- Who else?
- And some others.

Took three of 'em to get
you in here last night.

I'll be back for you.



Smells good?

Gringo, you want some?

You say, "Please, Señor Naco."

Say it.

I want to remind you why we're
here. We aren't suing anybody yet.

We're here to see if any
of you have a legal claim.

If you do, then a suit
will be filed in court.

But I want you to
think before you act.

I don't know if the
land grants you have,

signed by the King of Spain
or the Emperor of Mexico,

are going to stand up against the
deeds and titles on file here.

I do have other court
matters to attend to,

so I'm postponing these
hearings until tomorrow.

I'll let you have time to
consider what you're doing.



I advise you to use proof

before you take legal
action that'll

set peoples' teeth on edge.

- Calvin?
- Yo?

Gimme Joe Kidd, right now.

Come on, Joe. They're
waiting on you.

Hey, Gringo. Want some?
Go ahead, take it.

You want some?

Calvin, what the Hell's going on?

Boy just spilled his breakfast.

You shouldn't have hit me, Bob.

Next time I'll knock
your head off.

Let's go see the judge.

Your Honour, I got three
warrants on Joe Kidd here:

Poaching, disorderly,
and resisting arrest.

Poaching?

Witness saw him carrying a buck
off Jicarilla Reservation.

You arrested a man
for shooting a deer?

I warned him.

- What did you do with this deer?
- I ate him.

It's against the law to
hunt on a reservation.

The deer didn't know where he
was, and I wasn't sure either.

Are you pleading guilty?

I'm saying I shot a mule
deer in South Emenaro.

On the reservation.

Last night I told him he had to
pay a fine, and he got nasty.

- That's the "disorderly" charge?
- No, sir.

"Disorderly" was something else.

What?

Well, he stood out there and said

he would urinate
on the courthouse.

You do whatever you
feel like, is that it?

- Anything else?
- Yes.

Do you want to pay a 10-dollar
fine or spend 10 days in jail?

I'll take the 10 days.

Your Honour...

Court's adjourned until 2 o'clock.

You think you can sit in that jail

while Calvin waits
on you? No, siree.

You're gonna paint, scrub
floors and work your...

I want to inform you people,
you're in a US territorial court.

We have listened to you enough.

Now, now it's our turn.

When the Anglo first wished to
build a house in Sinola, he asked.

And the old people, our
grandfathers say, "It's alright.

There is enough land. Let
the Anglo have a home."

Then you build more houses,
the railroad, the courthouse.

Then we begin to hear
you say strange things.

Two years ago, we start to
see about our land claims.

We go to the record office in
Santa Fe, and ask for our deeds.

You know what they say?

"No, we don't have those
records any more.

There was a fire
in the courthouse,

and all the records got burnt up."

You feel you have a legal
claim, with proof...

We have heard all that.

Ricardo.

We let you use our land, but
you wish to steal it all.

- Look, Mister...
- I am Luis Chama.

So you're Chama.

Well, you're more
trouble than you're

worth, but I'll still inform you:

You're committing
an offence before

a witness in a court of justice.

That is the word: Justice.

Later we will have much
time to talk about it.

What are you staring at?

I just want to remember your face,
honey, when you come to trial.

I'll show you something.

Anglos claim they own the land.

Big cattle and timber companies.

One day, there was a fire...

Stay where you are. He's going
with us. He'll give us our rights.

What do you want him for? Take

Mitchell. He's an
expert on rights.

- Think they'll shoot us?
- Maybe. Maybe not.

Luis, he's got the judge.

- Who's with him?
- Joe Kidd. He was in jail.

Forget him. Get the judge.

I suggest you go right on
the back, your Honour.

Yeah.

Hello, Joe. How'd you make out?

I'm not sure yet, Harry.

Gringo, you're
thirsty? Where is he?

Oh, he went home.

Your friends are calling you.

I guess I better go.

I guess so.

Maybe we'll see each other
in jail again sometime?

That's possible.

Calvin.

Where in Hell you been?

They broke those two
guys outta jail.

I said where in Hell you been?

- Where?
- In jail.

Jesus. Form a posse.
Mount up. Git your guns.

Jesus...

I'll take the posse
out, you stay here.

Will you try to keep some law
and order while I'm gone?

Bob, how we gonna find them?

Didn't they just
leave fresh tracks?

There's tracks all over out there.
How do we know which are Chama's?

He gets up in them mountains,
he can stay up there for good.

Just a damn minute.

I'm not begging you to come.

You want to sit on
your fat asses when

that wild son of a bitch is loose,

you don't mind him
cutting fences and

running your stock... that's Ok.

But get out of my way, I'm riding.

And I'm going to bring
back him or his hide.

Joe, what are you doing?

Serving 10 days.

Bob, you know Joe's
the one we need.

You want to go?

No. I got nothing
against Luis Chama.

Posse couldn't get him. You
think that's gonna work?

Joe, you take your broom, that
shovel, that rake and that bucket.

Go to courthouse
square and pick up

everything that's not nailed down.

- Howdy, Mr Harlan.
- Howdy.

- To the Grand Hotel.
- You bet.

Good morning, Mr Harlan.

These telegrams came in last
night and this morning.

One of them, I noticed,
all the way from Chicago.

Mr Harlan, it's such a pleasure
to have you and your friends.

It's been how long? 2, 3
months? Time goes so fast.

Seems like yesterday.
Oh my, no. I'm

glad you weren't here yesterday.

You heard about the
excitement we had.

I've reserved the
governor's suite for

you, and 2 other
rooms. Anything else?

Mr Harlan?

I want the whole second floor.

Oh, I have guests...
the other rooms...

I mean, I don't have
extra space anywhere.

What should I do?

I can't very well tell them
to get up and get out, can I?

For 10 bucks a head, I'll
throw 'em out the window.

Just say the rooms are spoken for,
and there's nothing you can do.

If there's trouble,
gimme a holler.

Just say the rooms are spoken for.

- Send it out for me.
- Hello, Mr Harlan. Ma'am.

Anything I can do for you?

I want to see a man
named Joe Kidd.

Joe Kidd's in jail.

If he weren't, I doubt
we'd be talking.

You knew he was in jail, huh?

I'd like to pay his fine, and I
want you to send him over to me.

Didn't know he was
a friend of yours.

Send him on over. Second Floor.

Joe, Mr Harlan wants to see you.

- Who?
- Mr Harlan.

Don't know the man.

- You know his name?
- Never heard it.

He knows you, he's paid your
fine, and he wants to see you.

- Yeah? Where is he?
- At the hotel.

He's paid my fine, huh?

He can't be all bad.

- You Joe Kidd?
- Yeah.

Be with you in a minute.

Hey, aren't you going to wait?

Well, you sure don't look
like you're supposed to.

- How am I supposed to look?
- You're dressed like a town dude.

Were you really leaving?

Well, he asked to see me. If
he's busy, maybe another time.

Oh, you don't know
Mr Harlan, do you?

You call him that?

"Mr Harlan"?

I call him "Frank". A
few other things. Why?

Well, you...

don't look like his daughter,

I don't think you're his wife.

I'm not his mother either.

But you do take care
of him at times.

- Ask him if you like.
- Or I'll find out for myself.

How long did they
have you locked up?

Two days.

What would you be like
after two months?

We wouldn't even be talking now.

Mr Harlan can see you now.

Mr Harlan, Joe Kidd.

Kidd, Joe Kidd.

I'll say this: You
come well recommended.

Judge Vince Brennan, spoke
very highly of you.

A man named Wallace

said you worked at the
Jicarilla Apache Station,

know the mountains and game
trails better than anybody.

You were supplying their meat.

Yeah, I worked for
them a few years.

I understand you hunted men.
Anybody with a price on his head.

Good at it.

That was a long time ago.

Now you got an outfit
in Big Wash, you

work when you're not out hunting.

I get out now and then.

We propose to spend a
week, maybe 10 days.

Pay you your rate,

and a bonus for
everything we shoot.

Get us some mule deer, some elk,

maybe a mountain
cat if we see one.

You think this piece of iron will
stop one of them big old cats?

Yeah, if you can get close enough.

Close enough. Hear that, Mingo?

Mr Kidd, meet my associates:
Mr Olin Mingo, Lamarr Simms,

this is Roy Gannon.

These gentlemen are fine
hunters, my friend.

I bet them against
anybody, at any distance.

You believe that?

If he says so...

Whatever he says, that's it.

I'll show you something, buddy.

Shut the window, Lamarr.

We'll need four horses, which
we'll buy off you if you want.

Come to your place tomorrow
evening, and start in the morning.

You're asking me to guide for you?

What do you think I been
talking about all this time?

Well, I don't hire out to guide,
either for animals or men.

You don't believe we're
after deer, do you?

You're after Luis Chama.

Seen through it right away,
didn't you? Got a keen eye.

It's simple enough. You deal in

land, and he wants
to take it away.

If the sheriff can't stop
him, I will, Mister.

I got claim to 935 sections,
nearly 600,000 acres.

And I'm not letting
some sheep-herder

named Luis Chama cut my fences

and stir up the Mexican population
with talk about land reform.

Nor am I going to waste
time arguing in court.

Now here it is:

I'll give you 500 dollars

to help us track that man.

If it's your shot that gets
him, it's alright with me.

500 dollars. What do you say?

I already said it.

Wait a minute, sir. I paid a fine
on you. Got you out of jail.

If you want your 10 dollars back,
I'll sit out the rest of the time.

He's going on a hunting trip.

I'll be back.

Emilio?

Vita?

Joseph.

Señor Emilio, they take
him. They take horses too.

- When did it happen? Where?
- This morning.

Emilio say, "stay home," and
they take him. Up there.

Joseph, where you been?

Chama do this?

He and his men took some
horses and shot the rest.

One say you killed his friend.
He say he's gonna kill you too.

Where are you going?

Come in.

You want Luis Chama?

Got thinking about
the money, did you?

Do you want him?

I told you: 500, and I
don't care who shoots him.

The price'll be a thousand.

Alright. Anything else?

No. Meet you downstairs.

Want something?

You know how many holes I could
put in you with this gun?

Lamarr,

I got a dollar that says I can
break your neck before you shoot.

Yeah. Mr Harlan wants you around.

That's why I don't
plug you right now.

When Mr Harlan doesn't
want me around any more,

you let me know. Huh, boy?

We might get lucky and find him
sitting home waiting on us, Mingo.

Yeah: "For a dumb-ass
sheep-dipper,

you sure been bothering us.

Causing all kinds of discomfort."

There's a road west of
here. We could save time.

Game doesn't walk
down roads. We're

supposed to be hunting deer.

If we see somebody here, which
don't seem likely, does it?

Well, we've had company
for about a mile.

Where at?

Both sides of us.

I don't see a thing. How many?

Three, maybe more.

- What's going on?
- Shut up.

We got people going
with us, maybe Chama.

I don't see anybody.

- I see 'em, Frank.
- What are you saying?

I could wing one of those fellows,
if you wanted to talk to him.

They're showing themselves.
They don't give a darn.

They know they got us outnumbered.

Nice looking string
you have there.

Still green. They'll be alright.

You rope 'em?

Yeah. We chased them
three or four days.

You haven't, by chance,
see any elk around?

No. Some deer.

You out hunting? You haven't
been home for a while?

No, not for a few days.

You want some game? Go into San
Juan. You might get a bear.

My friend, I'll ask a question,
and I want to ask it only once:

Where's Luis Chama?

Luis Chama? Yeah, I saw him
some time. You looking for him?

We got to go. If I see Luis Chama,

I'll tell him you're
asking for him.

Mingo, I want him alive.

I got him in the arm. I was aiming
for his shoulder, but he jumped.

You say you saw Luis Chama where?

I don't know anybody by that name.

We can cut your ears off.

I don't know him. We can cut
something else off too.

He says, "Say anything.
Why get chopped up?"

Chico, the only way you're going
to live is if you answer me.

Understand?

The question is:
Where's Luis Chama?

I don't know him.

Lamarr.

I came here to hunt Chama, not
kill people in cold blood.

I told you, I don't have
time for court hearings.

If they want to fight me, I'll
blow 'em straight to Hell.

Anybody home?

Hello. Well, look
what I have found.

Evening.

Honey, I want to
ask you something.

You know a man named Luis Chama?

I know him.

- You see him lately?
- No.

When?

- About a week ago.
- Are you a friend of his?

I see him when he goes by here.

Like on his way to Arroyo Blanco?

- You know where that is.
- Over the pass. He isn't there.

Well Honey, we're
friends of his. If

he's around, we want to say hello.

Is that why you have
all those guns?

This is a hunting trip.
You gotta have guns.

Ask why she has so many guns. Huh?

They're from my
father and brother.

Where are they?

Looking for work. I don't
know when they come back.

They leave you by yourself?

I don't mind being
alone a few days.

Pretty girl like you
shouldn't be left alone.

Maybe we'll camp here
tonight, if she invites us.

- What's your name, Honey?
- Helen Sanchez.

Helen, what would you think if
we stayed here with you tonight?

I think you're going to
do whatever you want.

They'd like some more coffee.

- Have you told them yet?
- Nope.

Why not?

I think it's none
of there business.

But you are with them.

Let's say I made a poor judgement,

but I'm gonna have
to live with it.

When I was in jail in town,
there was a man named Naco?

- He died two days ago.
- He shouldn't have come at me.

But you want Chama.

Everybody wants Chama. He'll
either get shot or hanged.

Some people will
give their lives for

what they believe. You understand.

I guess so, if they
want something enough.

No. Even if there's no chance,
but to do it for others.

Like a soldier gives his life.

You don't know Luis Chama.

Maybe you've never met
anybody like him.

Maybe not.

Were you with him when
he came to my place?

Yes, I was there. You
want to kill me too?

There was a man named
Emilio with my horses.

I remember him.

Ramón went back to see
if he was following us.

Ramón, huh?

Next stop: Bandera Station.

- Nothing there but stock pens.
- Wanna bet?

- Mr Harlan, where you been?
- Resting from my train ride.

- Thought you'd be here waiting.
- We're here now, Eljay.

Let's go. We're ready.

All those guns to kill one man.

Yeah, if they find him.

They're all hiding. Call
everybody out into the street.

Alright, everybody out.
Out in the street.

Hold your fire. They're
way up in those rocks.

Chama.

You hit one of my men, I'll
kill 10 of your people.

Morning, Padre.

I want you to call
your people out.

We're holding services
in the street.

Bring them out. Out in the street.

Roy?

Now,

I don't want to take up your time.

I just want to say,

we're gonna shoot five
of you, if Luis Chama

don't come down off his
mountain by sun-up tomorrow.

If he don't show by noon,
we shoot five more.

If he still don't
show up by supper,

we put five more against the wall.

Now, the next day if we have
to, we start all over again.

Son...

- You have a horse?
- Yes.

Get on your horse,

go upstairs and ask Luis Chama
if he heard what I said.

- Understand?
- Yes, Señor.

Padre, get 'em all
inside the church.

Repeat everything, in case some of
'em "Americans" didn't understand.

Stake out your men, Eljay.
Keep the horses saddled.

Me and the little girl sleep here.

Kidd, you're fired.
Take his gun, Mingo.

Put him in the church.

Look at him. Without his gun, he
looks like a big, dumb farm boy.

Go ahead, farm boy.

Take your pick.

I know it's a crappy deal,
buddy. But that's all you got.

What's the matter,
run out of nerve?

Go ahead.

Grab.

Because I'm gonna
blow your head off.

I said make a grab.

Jesus, that boy don't ever learn.

Well, the fun's over and
he's gone to church.

Are you thirsty?

- Yeah. What do you have there?
- Holy water.

I've had just about
everything else,

might as well have
some holy water.

Today is the feast of
Saint James the Apostle,

one of the first martyrs.

I will tell the
people: Pray to him,

for his strength. He was beheaded,

rather than deny his faith.

You wouldn't have a gun
around here, Padre?

Good time of day, Eljay.

Day's work is done, a man's
waiting on a good supper.

Open the door, Ming.

- You going to feed these people?
- Feed them.

Roy, let him get these
people some food.

Hey, Lamarr,

how you feeling? That
medicine easing the pain?

You just keep talking. You'll
be spitting teeth all night.

A high-priced waiter you got, Roy.

- You gonna eat all that?
- It's for the glutton outside.

How's he treating you?

We're getting married,
what do you think?

He wouldn't have a loaded
gun around here, would he?

Don't do anything
foolish. Wait for Luis.

The boy they sent
seems to be having

trouble finding his way back.

He's probably still
hunting for Chama.

Think so?

Luis is up there. He
knows and he'll come.

With a gun, without
one, but he'll come.

I certainly hope so.

If he doesn't,

it'll disappoint an
awful lot of people.

If you don't blink soon,
your eyeballs will fall out.

Hey. How about somebody else
coming up here for a while?

You want to take that, Lamarr?

Why not.

Come on, Lamarr. Get up here.

When this is over, we finish it.

From the table they put the guns
on. I don't even know if it fires.

Don't worry, it fires.

I have lived with
my people 33 years.

This morning I can't
look in their faces.

I can't bless five of them
and send them outside.

Well, Padre...

we'll see.

He's dead.

I believe you. Send up
his gun and his hat.

Lamarr, don't fall
asleep up there.

Go screw yourself.

That sweet boy's either asleep
or he's fallen off the tower.

Oh, let him alone.
He's had a bad night.

Ok, get five of them out. Come on.

I want Chama to see the facts of
life staring him in the face.

Roy, Mingo.

Get outta the field, get your
rifles and do some good. Come on.

There they are, Chama.

You coming down now?

Chama, you got one minute.

Now, that's not much of a
shot for you is it, Mingo?

- Where do I hit them?
- I'll pick a spot.

First man: Second button. For six
bits, if you hit the button.

For six bits, I'll hit the
second button on both men.

Jesus...

Mingo. Shoot two right now.

- How you doing?
- Don't touch it.

You would have let them
kill those people.

I'm going to tell you something.
Listen, and try to understand.

If our people are killed
for what we are doing,

they will become names.
They will live forever.

Martyrs? I think we
have enough of them.

Then why do you want
me to become one?

Listen: We only win
if I stay alive.

If those men kill me now,
who will take my place?

Understand?

- You'd let people die for you.
- For what they believe.

They believe in you.

I am telling you how it is.

- There is no other way.
- I know another way.

Come with me back to Sinola, give
yourself up and stand trial.

Stay out of it.

You brought me into it
by stealing my horses.

You killed one of our men.

You help her, now we're even.
Go home, while you can.

He's right. We must
give ourselves up.

Don't you see? There's
no other way.

I don't care what you think. I
take you along for cold nights,

and days when there's
nothing to do,

not to hear you talk.

Harlan.

You want Chama?

You can find him in Sinola Jail.

Let's mount up.

Just like that, huh?

Straight up or draped over
the saddle. Either one.

And my men?

I don't care about them. They can

come or stay, whatever
pleases them.

Listen to this Anglo
son of a bitch.

Luis. Say it. We throw
him off the cliff.

Ramón. Alright. This isn't the
time. We'll settle this later.

- Train stop here, Mr Harlan?
- It'll stop, Eljay.

Hold your fire. They're
way out of range.

We'll be eleven.

- Hi.
- Hey, little girl.

Let a person get a
chance to breathe.

You'll breathe so you can't stop.

- Did you miss me?
- Of course I did.

Stay right here in the
room, like I told you?

Sure did.

Mr Harlan. Ma'am. How
was your hunting trip?

- Mitchell, how you been?
- Just fine.

Somebody will bring Luis Chama in
tomorrow. Hand him over to me.

- What did you say?
- Hand him over to me.

There's no way...

- Take time off and get drunk.
- Mr Harlan...

Tomorrow's Sunday. Pray we don't
meet again until this is done.

Little girl, find some
whiskey and pour me a drink.

Morning.

- Let's open up.
- We're Closed.

You're open.

We're open.

Alright. I say Chama
goes to jail and

pleads his case. What do you say?

Not you, Ramón.

Ramón.

Lead on.

I figured we might be too close.

Come on in, Kidd. Nobody's
going to hurt you.

Hey, Kidd. Bring Chama over here.

Come on in, Kidd.

Mitchell. Got a prisoner for you.

Jesus, Joe.

Here. Give me some cover.
Start with the hotel.

Bob.

Get outta here.

Good luck, huh?

Well, that settles that.

Anything I can do for you?

Come on.

Joe, you shouldn't have done that.

Next time, I'll knock
your damned head off.