03x02 - Ambush

[bunniefuu]

[distant drumming]

[drumming]

[drumming]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

I thought you said
they had their
medicine squaw with them.

Well, they did have
when I seen 'em.

Her and two more squaws.

Must've split up someplace.

That loses us nearly $500
for her scalp alone.

Not if we go get her.

-Hutch.
-What?

What'd you say
these things are for?

Some sort of celebration.

Supposed to keep away harm.

Don't work so good,
do they?

[laughing]

♪ [theme]

Whoa.

Thank you, Herman.

Howdy, Sam.
Hey, good trip?

Simon?

Well, who in blazes
did you think it was?

I ain't never seen you
all spruced up like that.

Look like you're
goin' to a funeral.

Oh, h*, h*, ain't you
the comical one, eh?

[sniffing]

Smell sober, too.

Are you sure you ain't
a mirage?

Sam, why don't you just
go about your business,

and don't be botherin'
us private citizens.

Simon!

Simon Carter!

How are you,
Mrs. Barkley?

Oh, it's good to see you.

Thank you. You, too.
It's been just about
a year, I guess.

You look wonderful.

Well, I feel fine.

I haven't had a drink
since you left.

Well, hardly.

I did have a few on,
I think, the Fourth of July,

and a couple other of them
international holidays.

Oh, I put a new shade
on the wagon.

It looks brand-new.

I just got around to
doin' it yesterday,

but I remembered that
you'd asked for one.

You've fixed up
a lot of things
at the mission.

Father Andre
wrote and told me.

He's very grateful.

I just figured I'd
keep an eye on things
out there for you

while you was away,
you know?

-Is this the stuff
for the mission?
-Yes.

Upsa-daisy.

[chuckles]
That thing's heavy.

You have any medicine
in there?

-Yes.
-Must be lead pills.

If I didn't know better,
I'd think you got a bunch

of awful puny
Indians out there.

Tell me about
the hunting.

Did you have
a good season?

Oh, tolerable,
Mrs. Barkley.

Toler... able.

Actually, miserable
would be closer to the truth.

I didn't have me
but about two parties all year.

Oh, I'm sorry, Simon.

I'm gettin' kinda
sick and tired

of that huntin'
and guidin'
business anyway.

There you go.

Traipsin' around
the country, up
and down the hills,

runnin' after a bunch
of mangy animals,

shakin' your boots out
every morning

to get the bugs and
the lizards out of 'em.

When did you start
carrying all these r*fles?

Oh. I just kinda
have 'em around
in case, you know.

Sometimes when you get
a bunch of dudes comin'
in from the east,

they wanna go huntin'
or somethin',

they come out here,
they don't bring no
g*ns or nothin' with 'em

half the time.

Okay?

Okay, giddy up, Herman.

Whoa, Herman.

It's always
so peaceful here.
Every year.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, sure.

What is it, Simon?

Yaquis.

I can smell that stinkin'
bear grease they use
to keep the bugs off.

-Yaquis?
-Sure.

They been comin' across
the border in droves,

ever since that Señor Diaz

took over the Mexican
government.

Didn't you read about it
in the newspapers?

Yes, but I didn't think
any of them were in this area.

Oh, yeah.

There's a whole
tribe of them

camped up there
in the hills someplace.

That's why I brought
them extra r*fles.

[goat bleating]

What'd I tell ya?

They must've took
Father Andre prisoner.

Prisoner? Oh, for
heaven's sake, Simon.

They're nothing but
young girls.

Yaquis is Yaquis.

They're dangerous.
Even them little short ones.

Them papooses.

Oh, Simon.

[groans]

Father!

Father Andre!

Victoria. I thought
I heard the buckboard.

Simon didn't tell me
you were ill.

Oh, I'm not.
It's just a touch
of lumbago.

Such a pleasure
to see you, my dear.

It's good to see
you, too.

Padre, what are them
Yaquis doin' out there?

I was trying to keep
that as a surprise.

For months now, I've been
trying to make friends

with that tribe.

You know, Victoria,
they have very little reason

to trust white men.

So I've been going over
to their camp,

tending the sick.

Finally, they're coming here,
all the chiefs.

The chiefs?!

We're going to have
a feast.

The women are here
to prepare it.

That's wonderful, Father.

Wonderful?
What's wonderful?

[door opens]

I have brought the milk
of the goat, Father.

It will give you strength.

That's very kind
of you, my dear.

Oh, Seataki,
these are my good friends,

Victoria Barkley
and Simon carter.

Seataki is the tribe's
medicine woman.

Father Andre has told us
often of his good friends.

I will cool the milk.

Padre, are you sure
you know what you're doin'?

Bringin' them Yaqui
chiefs here?

On top of that,
that Yaqui medicine woman?

She's like wavin' a lucky
rabbit's foot in front
of them hostiles.

And another thing,

anybody with half an eye
can see the girl's been--

pardon the expression,
Mrs. Barkley,

in a family way.

If anything
should happen--

Nothing's going
to happen, Simon.
Believe me.

Come, Victoria.
You've had a long trip.
Let's have some tea-- Ooh!

Father.

-It's nothing.
-Here.

Let me sit here
a minute.

Now, don't be
alarmed, my dear.

That looks like more
than just lumbago.

It's nothing serious.

I don't know, Padre.

Maybe you got
a bum shipment of wine, huh?

You look whiter
than a weddin' dress.

Simon is right.

We're going to take you
to town so you can
see the doctor.

Simon, would you fix a place
on the buckboard?

There's too much to do.

The Yaqui chiefs
will be here any moment now.

Simon, I tell you,
they're peaceful.

Peaceful?
Zazoo, they're peaceful.

That's why
the Mexican government

put a $200-a-head bounty
on every one of their scalps?

No, the safest thing for you
is to get you back

onboard that stage,
Mrs. Barkley.

You'll be a lot
better off there.

Come on, this is
no place for a lady.

You take my word.

We'll get the padre
to the doctor
in town there,

and you head on back
to your family.

I was looking forward to
this visit, Mrs. Barkley.

Really, I was, but
I certainly ain't gonna
get no pleasure out of it

knowin' you might get
your throat cut any minute.

Now come on.

How's Father Andre?
Is he all right?

No, he has a couple
of broken ribs.

He can't be moved
for a few days.

Anyway, it's a good thing
you got him to
see the doctor.

One of those ribs,
they can puncture
a lung or somethin'.

That's true.

Well, we better
be getting back.

Back? Back where?

To the mission,
of course.

Mission?
No, Mrs. Barkley.

You're not gonna
go back there and be
alone with them Yaquis.

Why not?
Father Andre does.

Believe me, Mrs. Barkley,
I know what I'm talkin' about.

I know them Yaquis.

Me, I went prospectin'
one time with an old
minin' friend of mine.

He trusted 'em, too.

Let a bunch of 'em
share our campfire one night.

As soon as we
was bedded down,
they jumped us.

They tied me up
tighter than a tick.

They spent the rest
of the night
peelin' the skin

off him alive.
Yeah.

Come the mornin',
it was gonna be my turn,

only I got lucky.

I worked myself loose
and I got me outta there.

That's awful, Simon.

But the situation
is different now.

Them Yaquis have hated
the white man for 200 years.

You think just you doctorin'
'em for a few weeks

is gonna change all that?

No, but keeping faith with them
for a change might help.

You got the same dang fool
notions you had

when I met you
a year ago.

You know what
you're gonna do?

You're gonna get
both of us k*lled.

Oh, I don't think
they'll k*ll us, Simon,

but I certainly
don't expect you
to take the risk.

You just drive me
back to the mission.

Oh, sure.
Yeah, sure.

Drive you back there
and leave you out there
by yourself,

maybe get your
gizzard cut out or
something like that, huh?

Mrs. Barkley,
how could I do
a thing like that?

Oh, maybe a year ago,
I might've been able to do it.

When I first met you,
you know, I--

Well, I really
didn't like you too much.

At that time, sure.

Then I could've
dropped you off,
left you anyway.

Easy.
It didn't matter.

But...

now things are different,

and I owe
so much to you.

Owe me?
What do you mean?

When you first met me,
I was kinda...

[chuckles]
sloppy.

I didn't take too much
interest in myself.

You told me that, remember?

And then I used to--
pretty good.

Takin' a couple of drinks.

Not that I couldn't have
cut it out myself on my own

if I wanted to,
you know.

It was just that
you pestered me

into quittin' before I--

All right, move over.
Go on, get over there.

Back out to the mission
before you pester me
half to death.

Come on, Herman.
You, too.

Found the tracks.

Three squaws.
Headed for that old mission
I was tellin' you about.

-How far is it?
-Couple of hours' ride.

Let's go.

Howdy.

Yeah. Howdy.

Hey, ain't you, uh...

Simon Carter.

That's my handle, yes.

I met you down to
the Pecos River last year.

Oh, that big buffalo hunt.

Yeah.

These here is my new
huntin' partners.

This here is Mitchlor.

Likewise, I'm sure.

-And that there is Ruiz.
- Buenos dias.

t*rd, señor.

Uh, we's just passin',
and, uh,

I wanted to see if maybe
you could spare some water.

Sure. Help yourself.
It's right over there.

Uh, take care of it,
will you, boys?

Are you stoppin' here?

Just helpin' out.

The padre's all by himself
alone out here.

Kinda lonesome for just
one old man, ain't it?

Yeah, I suppose.

You see to the horses.

I'll try to get
a look inside.

Esta bien.

What, uh-- What are you
doin' around these parts?

We're goin' after
that buffalo herd
in Canyon Gap.


Biggest one
sighted in years.

You don't say.

I'm surprised
you don't know about it.

We catch up with 'em,
we gonna bag us
enough hides

to make a couple
of thousand apiece.

Zazoo.

Sure sounds like
the old days, doesn't it?

It does, don't it.
You oughta come
along with us.

We could use
another g*n.

Well, I'd have to go
into town to get my gear.

We'll wait for ya.

I don't know about that,

what with the padre
bein' sick and all.

Maybe I oughta
stick around,

and bring him back
from the doctor.

Well, can't somebody
else do it for you?

Ain't nobody else,
except Mrs. Barkley.

Oh? That's too bad.

Yeah.

What do you want?

Uh... heard there's
some Indian squaws here

sellin' Yaqui blue stone.

My partners and me
wanna buy some.

This is a medical mission.
We don't sell anything.

Sorry to bother you.

It will make a fine papoose
for it, will it not?

Very fine.

Perhaps it will carry
a great medicine chief.

One to keep
my people safe.

I hope so.

Did you see them?

No, but they gotta be
in that mission somewhere.

All set, Hutch.

Well, we better
be goin'.

Still wish you'd
come along with us.

The more hide,
the bigger the split.

Hey, I got an idea.

We're gonna be travelin' slow
to keep the horses fresh.

Followin' them water holes.

If you change your mind,
you can catch up with us.

I just might do that.

Good.

-Mr. Hutch.
-We'll see ya.

Simon, who were
those men?

Hunters.

What did they want here?

They was just
waterin' up.

They're on the trail
of a big buffalo herd.

One of them was carrying
a scalp pouch.

So what? Lots of hunters
carry 'em.

I got one myself.

I saw him wet it down

as if there were
scalps in it.

Scalps. Land o' goshen.
What a notion.

You wet down
a lot of things.

You wet down bacon,
hard tack,

lots of things
other than scalps.

One of them came inside.

He asked if there were
any Yaquis here.

Maybe he's just
edgy about 'em like me.

He wasn't edgy, Simon.

I think he was trying
to find out if Seataki
and her women were here.

What made you think
a thing like that?

Your woman's intuition?

He didn't see them,
of course.

Then what's there
to worry about?
They're gone, ain't they?

That doesn't mean
they won't come back.

With the bounty
on scalps so high--

Mrs. Barkley, I told you,
they're buffalo hunters.

I know one of 'em.

I rode with him
down to Pecos River country.

Maybe, but I wish
we could be sure.

Look, I can't go
pokin' my nose into
somebody else's pouch

just on account of
your woman's intuition.

I might get it
shot off.

I think we oughta
be ready for them,
just in case.

You mean fort up?

Now look here,
Mrs. Barkley,
fortin' up is hard work.

I ain't got
the physical stamina--

Simon.

How many years has it been
since you heard of buffalo
this far south?

Dagnabit, you just love
to pester me, don't you?

And you're gonna drive me
right into exhaustion.

Downright into downright
exhausteration, Mrs. Barkley.

Never figured the price
of that stock didn't
include delivery.

Come on, Nick.
You're just not
much of a horse trader.

Heath, you never
figured it out either.

Calistoga's not
that far away.
It's still a bargain.

Packed enough food
for two days,

but by that time,
you should be there.

I sure hate to
leave you, sis,

with Jarrod in Sacramento
and Mother at the mission.

It's gonna be
kinda lonely around here.

Wish you weren't going.

We got to.
Gotta pick up that stock.

We'll be back
as soon as we can.

Why don't you go down
to the mission with mother?

Then you two can
come back together.

That's a good idea.

You can catch a train to Carney
and then pick up a stage there.

Better than stayin' alone.
Come on, there's room
in the buckboard.

But there's no
telegraph office
at Sand Hill.

They won't know I'm coming.

So what?
Surprise 'em.

I'll be ready
in five minutes.

-That means 15.
-Yeah.

That's the last of them?

Yeah.

Last of the Mohicans.

It's a shame shakin' up
good wine for no good reason.

There'll be plenty
of good reason

if those men come back
and rush us.

Yeah, that would
be trouble...

if these barrels of wine
get shot up.

I'd rather have them
shot up than us.

Simon, there are three
of those men.

I'm just trying
to cut down the odds.

We'll take turns keeping watch.
I'll see you at midnight.

Them squaws know
we're standin' watch?

Oh, no, no, they're asleep.
I didn't want to frighten them.

They try
sneakin' up on us,

they're gonna be
in for a dandy surprise.

Oh!

Fool woman.

Wait'll they start
peelin' our skin off.

They must've got wise.

They got that whole place
locked up

tighter than a drum.

Told you Carter wouldn't
believe that buffalo story.

I think we should
go get the squaws.

It does not
make no difference.

He's a dead shot.

Oh, without cover,
he'd cut us down like sheep.

That Yaqui tribe
finds them dead chiefs,

we'll have more than
Carter to worry about.

They'll be swarmin'
all over here,

killin' every white man
in sight.

We'll wait.

Sooner or later, he'll leave to
check out them buffalo.

What makes you so sure?

He's a hunter,
ain't he?

[drum beating,
squaw chanting]

[drum and chanting
continue]

[drum and chanting
continue]

[drum and chanting
continue]

Ah! Ha ha ha!

I'll be blowed.

I mighta known.

Simon. Simon!

Over here.

Simon, I heard--

Seataki, what is it?

The child stirs.

We make medicine to
the moon spirits

so its coming
will be soon.

It's too cold
for you here.
Come inside.

The moon medicine
is not yet strong enough.

Right now, the best
medicine for you is rest.

Now, you come inside.

-Simon, get the others.
-Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

[Simon humming]

[clears throat,
resumes humming]

[clears throat]

♪ Rosie's the one girl
for me ♪

♪ So fat,
she slips off me knee ♪

♪ When she hits the floor ♪

♪ It ain't there anymore ♪

♪ 'Cause Rosie's a size... ♪

Forty-three.

♪ Rosie's... ♪

Mrs. Barkley.

Seems to me I've heard that
once or twice before.

Simon, somehow the goat
got up on the roof last night.

Would you get her?

She needs milking.

Why don't you let
one of them squaws
go get it down?

I ain't too partial
to goats.

I told you, I don't want
them to go outside.

Those men might be
watching.

All right, I'll see to it,
soon as I finish shaving.

Beatin' them Indian
tom-tom drums,

sneakin' up behind you.

It's enough to turn a man--

turn him right back
to drinkin'.

[goat bleating]

Hey, nanny.

Hey, nanny, nanny.

Ah! I can hear you
and smell you.

I can't see you.
Hey, nanny.

[bleating]

Oh, there you are.

How in the name of tarnation
did you get up there?

Now you.

[bleating]

What do you think
you are anyway?

Mountain goat or somethin'?

Got no business
bein' up there.

On the roof.

[bleating]

You come down here
with Uncle Simon.

Now don't you be
a ninny nanny.

Come on along now
to Uncle Simon, you hear me?

Getcha a nice, fresh
tin can to chew on.

[screaming]

Oh, my achin' back!

Oh, this is the--
the end.

[yelling gibberish]

[screaming in pain]

Great day in the mornin'.

-Simon.
-Huh?

Seataki says you
fell off the roof.

Ornery billy goat
tried to butt me off...

Mrs. Barkley!

I ain't got
any pants on.

Are you all right?

I coulda k*lled myself.
I fell plum into
a cactus bush,

and them needles
you know, they could
poison you to death.

Did you get
all the needles out?

Yes, I think so.

-Well, let me see.
-Mrs. Barkley!

Please!

Ain't you got
no shame at all?

[laughing]

Well, my dear Mrs. Barkley.

You just don't have this boy
in your pasture...

[muttering]

No time at all.

See how much you...

What up?
What's around here?

Well, them kinda apples.

Oh, Simon.

Wake up.

Wake up, Simon!

What? What's the matter?

Get off the floor,
it's damp.

Them Yaqui chiefs
attack us?

No, they haven't even
arrived yet.

You're drunk,
that's all.

No, I am not drunk.

What would you
call it?

Well, I may--
Ow! Ooh!

Be careful, will ya?

Like to split my head
clean open.

At the moment, yes.

A man's got a right to have
a few couple of little drinks
if he wants to.

No, you haven't,
not while those girls' lives
are in danger.

In danger?

We've been forted up here
all night,

we haven't even seen
a little bitty garter snake.

Them squaws, them's the ones
that's dangerous.

All right, what did
you expect?

Pesterin' me half to death
about them mangy injuns,

make me lose out on
a nice buffalo hunt.

Anybody'd get drunk.

Nonsense. You're just using
that as an excuse

because you want
to leave here.

You've been doing that
all your life.

Whenever something comes up
you don't want to face,

something distasteful,
you soak yourself in alcohol.

Oh, is that so?

Soak myself in alcohol.

Well, just let me
tell you something.

And I suppose I was
soaked in alcohol
last year

when you were stumblin'
around the desert, lost,

and I had to come
and find you,

'cause you was
too bull-headed
to take my advice.

Let me tell you,
that time you was
kinda distasteful to me.

Well, I suppose even
Beelzebub had good qualities.

Who? Elzebub who?

The devil.

Look, Mrs. Barkley,
you got no right
to cuss me out.

I know you're
brave, Simon.

And I'm grateful
you saved my life.
Very grateful.

But you had no business
getting drunk

when those girls'
lives depended on you.

[mocking]
No business getting drunk
when those girls' lives...

no business doin' that,
no business doin' this.

I suppose I ain't
even got any business
breathin', huh?

No, the only business I got

is to worry about
them sneaky Indians

and them smelly goats
and any other kinda
mangy varmints

that might come down
the pike.

Well, I'll tell you,
I ain't gonna
worry about them,

because nobody
worries about me.

That's another one
of your excuses.

You don't want anybody
to worry about you,

because you don't wanna
face responsibility.

You're too lazy
and too selfish.

You don't wanna give,
all you wanna do is take.

You haven't
changed a bit!

Are you quite finished?

That's a fine way
for you to talk to me

after all I done
to please you.

Let me tell you,

you pestered me
for the last time,
Mrs. Barkley.

Yes. Pestered me
once too often.

Just once too often.

Good day to you,
Mrs. Victoria Barkley.

Cantankerous females.

Herman, us two fellas
is goin' for a little
clippity-clop.

I told you
not to come outside.

We watch for
the chiefs.

Get in, quickly.
Get in.

I told you
he'd ride out.

They're coming. Hurry.

Now remember,
don't make a sound

and don't come out
no matter what you hear.
Do you understand?

But if these men are evil,
you will be in danger.

It's you they want,
not me. Now hurry.

-[gasps]
-What is it?

I... it is nothing.

Hold it.

Hold it right there.

What do you want?

Just a little water's
all, ma'am.

You got water
when you were here before.

Water goes quick
in this here heat.

You better go quick, too.

That ain't very
friendly, ma'am.

I don't feel
very friendly.

Now get on your horse
and ride out.

Well, we can't do that.

We got a lame horse.
We gotta wait for him
to rest up.

They didn't look very lame
when you galloped in.

You can't tell
about them horses.

I wouldn't try that
if I were you.

Now you get on your horse
and ride out.

I said ride out!

We know them squaws
is in there.

There ain't no sense
in tryin' to keep us out.

You'll only
just get hurt.

Chihuahua.

The señora, she sh**t
pretty good.

I think she mean
business with that g*n.

Yeah, Hutch.
What are we gonna do now?

Wait for her to ride out?

Oh, shut up.

Probably your fault
she got wise

and locked the place
up anyway.

Don't try coverin'
your tracks with my boots.

You probably said somethin'
when you went inside
to look around.

I wanted to take them squaws
hours ago.

-So did Ruiz.
-Oh, yeah, side with Ruiz!

Bueno, bueno.
Arguing will get us no place.

Yeah, you're right.

Let's ride in shootin',
take 'em right now.

Well, now...

that ain't gonna get
the mission doors open,

now is it?

Especially her shootin'
back at us.

You got a better idea?

I will have.

All right.

We'll ride on back.

Before we do any shootin',

we'll see if she'll listen
to a little reason.

That gal ain't gonna
listen to no reason.

If she don't, there'll be
plenty of time to k*ll her.

[Seataki cries out]

Señora.

Seataki.

The child comes, señora.

HUTCH: Hey, lady!
We wanna talk to you.

Now, Seataki,
listen to me.

They must not hear.
Do you understand?

No matter how bad
the pain is,

they must not hear.

I... I understand.

HUTCH: You hearin' me?

I'm hollerin'
for the last time.

You gonna talk or not?

What do you want?

We don't mean
no harm to you, lady.

All we want's
them old dirty squaws.

You just send 'em out,
and we'll be right
on our way.

I'm not sending
anybody out.

And you better leave
before Simon gets back.

Well, Simon ain't comin' back.

And you know it.

He's out chasin' buffalo
that ain't there.

You gonna send 'em out?

No, I'm not.

And you get out of here!

We should've sighted
somethin' by now, Herman.

Even if it's only dust.

The buffalo coulda
traveled this far south.

Ain't likely,
but they coulda.

[whinnies]

Come on, let's go, Herman.

[laughing]

Just remember, lady,

we was tryin' to
make it easy on you.

But you bein'
downright unreasonable.

Hutch, I got her! Hutch!

-Let me go!
-Hutch!

I told you not to
keep us out, lady.

Now where are
them squaws?

Where are they?

They're not here.

Take a look around.

You ain't goin' nowhere,
are you, lady?

We gonna find them squaws
even if you buried 'em.

You a good-lookin' woman.

Course, you got
a lot of spirit,

but I like 'em
that way.

Soon as me and the boys
find them squaws,

and get our business
out of the way,

you and me gonna settle down
and get real cozy.

They're not
in there, Hutch.

-Nothin', Hutch.
-They gotta be here.

Look, lady, we're through
foolin' around.
Where are they?

You searched the place.
Did you find them?

I said we's through
foolin' around.

Where are they?

You better talk
while you still can.

Well, all right,
maybe there ain't no buffalo.

Still don't mean
they're scalp hunters.

Confound it, Herman.

Now she's even
got you on her side.

That fool woman pesters me
even when she ain't around.

Whoa.

Mother.

Mother!

All right, lady.

Now you gonna tell us
where them squaws is?

Or do I start carvin' on
this pretty little filly
of yours?

Oh, no!

How about that, lady?

Kinda hurts for me
to touch her, doesn't it?

You gonna talk, lady?

[agonized scream]

What was that?

Sounds like
it's down here.

Maybe you did
bury 'em.

Open that up.

You lied to old Hutch,
didn't you?

All right,
hold it right there.

Get 'em up.
All three of ya.

You all right,
Mrs. Barkley?

I'm fine.

I'm not hurt, Mother.

-I don't understand--
-I'll explain later.

Oh, Simon, I'm so glad
you came back.

Well, yeah,
I hate to admit it,

but you was right
about them buffalo.

I rode halfway
to Canyon Gap,
not a sign of 'em.

But I did see some
tracks doublin' back.

Their tracks.

I figured you might
need me.

Where'd that one come from?

Oh, this is
my daughter, Audra.

Hello.

Likewise, I'm sure.

Ain't got enough trouble
with one female.

You gotta team up,
ride double saddle

to pester me.

Simon, excuse me.

There's a baby
about to be born.

Oh!

They was down
there, huh?

That mother of yours.

Ain't there nothin'
she can't do?

She's somethin'.

She's really somethin'.

And so, dear Father,

we ask please
that you help them

find some peace,
some kindness.

They really got it
comin' to 'em.

Oh, yes, and one more thing.

Would you make sure
that they know

how awful sorry we all are.

Amen.

That was very nice, Simon.

Thank you,
Mrs. Barkley.

It certainly ain't
no match for Father Andre,

but I guess it was
a halfway decent burial.

Yes.

We owe much
to your brave heart.

When this moon ends,

you will come to our camp
to become blood brother

to our chief.

My tribe will be honored

to have such a brave
Yaqui warrior.

That's a real honor,
Mr. Carter.

From what I understand,
that means they consider
you a great hero.

Yeah.

Well, I'm not sure
I mind that so much.

But I sure never figured on
windin' up bein' a Yaqui.

Neither did I, Simon.
Neither did I.

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