Gunmen from Laredo (1959)

[bunniefuu]

Looks like you're traveling in style.

This is the life

I sure with the weather

would make up its mind.

So do I.

JARO: This is a

very stubborn wheel.

GIL: Like my wife, Jaro.

A team of mules

couldn't have kept her home.

But she is not stubborn,

Amigo. She is a very brave woman.

I don't see how you figure.

This has been a great opportunity

for her to see the country.

Free transportation,

free room and meals.

The room is an old tent,

and the good meals would be

not good without her cooking them.

Oh, cooking's no problem.

Don't I always dry the dishes?

Si.After she washes them.

[CHUCKLES]And there's another reason

why she is brave.

She marry you. Oh, that makes her brave?

To marry a man

makes any woman brave.

Well, don't let her hear you

or I'll have to raise her wages.

The only raise I want

is another cushion.

I could even use two more.

How much farther is it

to the Laredo cutoff?

Just over the next hill.

We'll water the herd

and camp there tonight.

Maybe make

San Antonio tomorrow. I hope so.

Oh, Fierre is right.

You are a brave girl.

A most beautiful brave girl.

With sand in my hair,

freckles on my nose

and a ton of mud under my fingernails,

you must be crazy.

Yep, really crazy, about you.

Sure like the way

you talk, mister.

Well, it's been

a long hard trip.

Soon be over.

Laredo would have been much easier,

wouldn't it Gil?

We'd probably be there by now.

It's just as well

to go around it this way.

We'll find a buyer

for the herd in San Antonio.

You wouldn't be avoiding Laredo

because I happen to be along, would you?

I would. There's a man

there by the name of Keefer.

He and his brothers

run the cattle market.

So we could sell the cattle.

No, not to Ben Keefer. I was in a

cattle deal with him once before.

It broke up

with a little g*n play.

One of his men was k*lled. Oh?

Oh, it was a fair fight but

Keefer couldn't believe it that way.

He made a few threats and if we meet again,

I know there'll be more sh**ting.

Look, Katy, we've had

two good years together.

I've been able to get by

without getting into any trouble.

I'd kind of like to

keep it that way.

Onward to San Antonio.[CHUCKLES]

How much longer

are we gonna wait?

They'll be along soon.

This rain won't stop them.

You're sure going

to a heap of trouble

just to knock off a couple of

hundred head of cattle ain't ya?

You think I rode all the

way out here just for that?

That's all you told me.

Well, Bob, I had a run in

with this fellow once.

Name's Reardon.

A friend of mine got shot.

I don't like my friends

getting shot. Understand?

We knock off the cattle

and we knock off the people.

Maybe they won't show.

Bringing that herd in

all the way from Mexico,

they could go in any direction.

Jordon?

I told you I saw 'em cross the

Rio Grande early this morning.

They're passing up Laredo

and heading for San Antonio.

They gotta come through here.

With a circuit judge in town,

ain't you got enough worries?

This is not going to be

any worry.

[COWS MOOING]

[COWBOYS HERDING]

KATY: The cattle will be

glad to get a drink.

Their last chance

at water for miles.

Jaro!

We'll camp on the other side.

Hold the herd here until

I check the creek bottom.

Don't want to

run into any soft spots. Si.

Be careful,

Mister Reardon. I will, Mrs. Reardon.

Let's go.

[SOFTLY] Hee-yah!

[g*nsh*t ECHOES]

Hee-yah! Hee-yah!

[COUGHS]

[SIGHS]

Jaro!

Katy!

Katy!

Katy!

[PANTING]

Katy!

Katy, Katy!

Katy, Katy![GASPS] Gil...

Gil

you're, you're here. Oh, Katy!

Gil... hold me

[DOG BARKING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

You looking

for somebody? Ben Keefer.

Well, he's busy. Maybe his

brothers can accommodate you.

I said I was looking for Ben.

If you want to see him

you'll have to wait.

Now get out of my way!

Why you...

Now hold it right there!

Both of you!

Now where's your brave brother?

BEN: You looking for me,

Reardon? Hold that g*n right where it is.

I don't think you'll be

needing this anymore.

Well, you don't

show much surprise.

Should I? Well,

most people would.

What are you talking about?

Well, thanks

for leaving me alive,

but you didn't

draw the line at k*lling

a defenseless woman, did you?

You making up

some kind of story?

I don't have to make one up.

Oh, you slipped up on me, Ben,

and you're going to be sorry you

did right up to the hour I k*ll you.

I told you once before

there's wasn't room enough

in the same territory

for both of us.

I never thought you'd make it

this easy for me.

Reardon, you made it real easy.

Why, half the people in this

room saw him try to draw on me.

[MUTTERING]They did?

That's an interesting way

to look at it.

Sutton's g*n never even

left its holster.

You made sure he didn't have

any chance at all, didn't you?

Chance?

Did the two you k*lled

a few hours ago have a chance?

Aren't you a little mixed up?

I've been working upstairs

in my office all night.

There are witnesses here

that can prove that. You're a liar, Keefer.

You were at the Laredo cut-off

just before sundown.

And you left me for dead

after you m*rder*d my wife.

Talks kinda crazy, doesn't he?

Shoots kinda crazy, too.

You and your brothers... Huh,

you got it all figured, haven't you?

There's a circuit judge

due here tomorrow.

You tell him your story.

We'll tell him ours.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[PEOPLE CLAMORING]

Close that bar and let's

get this trial started.

BEN: Archie, close it!

You men, I picked for the jury

leave your drinks

and sit over here.

[CHATTER]

This Circuit Court with Judge Raymond

Parker presiding is now in session.

Juryman, take off you hats.

I've been mixing around

a little this morning,

now and then overhearing about

favoritism and certain conditions

existing in this town

that might affect the trial.

Want to say

right from the start,

there's no favoritism,

no conditions' in this court of law.

We're going to

have a fair trial.

A man is dead, and

if the jury finds Gil Reardon

guilty of m*rder, as charged,

he's going to be punished.

He's going to be sentenced

according to the law.

You understand that Mr. Reardon?

I do.

And, if the jury finds

the accused innocent,

he is to be set free.

Understand that, Mister Keefer?

I do. There's no

doubt about his guilt.

Uh, we've got a jury here

to decide that.

You understand

your duties, Jury?[CHATTER]

You men of the jury, will you stop

gabbing and listen to what I have to say.

Oh, we're listening, Judge.

You've got to decide if what

the witnesses swear to is the truth

or if what the defendant

swears to is the truth.

We know all that, Judge.

Swear 'em in

and let 'em start talking.

Well, I've got something else

to say, first.

I told a few of you

what's in this envelope.

It's papers, giving this district

a United States Marshal.

I want to say that I

recommended the appointment.

Some of you've already

met the gentlemen.

He's a good man. He's honest.

Stand up, Matt.

Matt Crawford.

Now, I, I don't become a representative

of the law here until tomorrow.

But there is just one thing

I'd like to mention, in advance

while we're all friends.

[LAUGHING]If you don't want trouble

keep out of trouble.[LAUGHS]

Well that

goes for you, too, Marshal.

If you don't want trouble,

keep out of it.

That right, boys?

Mister Keefer, everybody here...

When there's trouble

I don't keep out of it.

I get in it, with both feet.

All right, Marshal, all right.

You can make more speeches

tomorrow on your own time.

The first man to be heard in this case

is Ben Keefer who makes the charges.

Step up, Mister Keefer,

and be sworn in.

[CROWD MURMURING]

Do you promise to tell

the truth, the whole truth

and abide by the verdict

of this Court so help you God?

I do. Your charge is that

Gil Reardon

came into this saloon yesterday

and shot Bob Sutton

in cold blood, k*lled him.

BEN: That's right, Judge,

and with witnesses to prove it.

All right, Judge, we're ready.

Everybody sit down now.

The Court is open again.

Everybody sit.

You men got a verdict? Yes, sir.

What is it?

We listened to all

that's been said and

sworn to very careful, Judge,

and we all agree on guilty.

JUDGE: I have no choice but

to accept the findings of the jury.

Namely, that you, Gil Reardon,

did sh**t and k*ll

one Bob Sutton

without reasonable cause

or provocation.

Now what kind of

a trial is this?

A fair one, Mister Reardon,

a fair one. You had your say.

Oh, I had my say,

but I don't think anyone heard it.

Well, why didn't you get answers

to the questions I brought up?

Questions don't count. You've got to

have evidence, and you haven't any.

All you had was charges

and no witnesses.

And all you had is the

story of three brothers

who would lie, steal or k*ll

for each other.

Mister Reardon,

the men on this jury

tried you, I didn't.

They heard everything you said

and they heard everything the Keefer said,

and all agree that you're guilty.

I can't fight that,

and neither can you.

[MURMURING]

Quiet!

To this charge and

specification as heard here today,

you, Gil Reardon,

are hereby sentenced to not loss that 10

nor more than 25 years

in the Territorial Prison

at Unionville, New Mexico.

[CROWD CHATTERING][STRIKES HAMMER]

This court is adjourned.

Everybody to the bar!

Drinks are free for an hour.

[PEOPLE CHEER]

I guess you can start your job

a day earlier than

you expected, Marshal.

I'll turn Reardon

over to you now.

You'll have to deliver him

to the Unionville Prison.

Uh, oh, Reardon,

I'm sorry about you wife.

Ten to 25 years.

That's a long time.

I'm really sorry.

I couldn't help it.

So long, Marshal.

I'm innocent, Marshal.

Too bad you didn't have

more proof on your side.

Could that mean you believe me?

All I said was it's too bad

you haven't got more proof.

Well, you stay here long enough,

you may run into some of that proof.

This town really needs

a cleaning, Marshal.

If this town needs it,

I'll clean it up.

Too late to do me any good.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[THUNDER]

MAN: ♪♪♪ Nobody knows

the trouble I've seen

♪♪♪ Nobody knows but Jesus[SCRAPING]

♪♪♪ Nobody knows

the trouble I've seen

♪♪♪ Glory hallelujah ♪♪♪

Again, Smokey.♪♪♪ Nobody knows

the trouble...♪♪♪

BOWDRE: Sing something else,

will you?

That song's driving me crazy.

Mister Gil... Yeah?

I can't sing no more.

I'm worried. They'll

sh**t you down dead.

Shut that talk. It's true.

Those guards

can see in the dark.

Like big owls, with big eyes.

Will you shut up? Oh,

leave him alone.

Him and you!

I ain't waiting no longer.

We waited so long

we'll get caught.

Reardon did solitary

for me once.

I'm not leaving him this way.

They find him with this iron

half cut he's as good as dead.

So you do make it.

Laredo's a long ways off.

Talking, talking. Minutes more.

Just minutes.

When we're over the wall,

we go separate. Understand?

You go any way you want to.

I promised Reardon

I'd get him to Laredo.

He can't' find his way across

that stinking desert without me.

[GRUNTS]

I wish you were coming with us.

There's nothing on the outside for me,

nothing.

Goodbye, Smokey.

[THUNDER][WIND HOWLING]

Look!

How bad is it?

Looks like three of them

heading towards the fence.

We got two of them.

One went over.

Let him go.

He'll run into his own hell.

He can't cross

the first wash in this.

If he does he'll never

get by the Apaches.

That'll be tough to do.

WOMAN: [STRUGGLING]

[SIGHS]

I know you are from prison.

They keep you with iron chains.

How you go free? Well, let's talk

about you first.

How'd you get tied up?

Where'd you learn

to speak English?

I go to Reservation school.

I'm Mescaleros.

Apache Mescaleros.

You're no Indian,

you're Mexican.

I was Mexican

when I was very small.

Before I was stolen.

But I'm Mescaleros Indian

now. I'm too tired to argue.

Well, how'd you

get in this fix? I did not come freely.

[CHUCKLES] I can believe that.

The Chiricahuas.

Three days ago, Delgados,

the son of his chief, he steal me.

Well, this is some way

to spend a honeymoon.

I know what that means.

No honeymoon.

ROSITA: I hate Delgados.

I fight him.

He tie me here

while he go hunting.

[SCREECHING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

Good.

This was Delgados?

Yes. Now I am free.

What do they call you?

Natahna.Natahna.

There is a Mexican name,

I like. Oh?

Rosita.Rosita.

Yeah, that fits better.

Rosita. It's more Mexican.

Uh, pretty Mexican, too.

Where'd the army saddles

come from?

Delgados steal them

before he steal me.

He's taken this

right out of a fort.

Chircahua dogs

sneak like coyotes at night.

Yeah. Sure, sure.

Oh, I could stand fresh

clothes and a cleaning up.

Now do I have to

tie you to a tree?

No.You won't run away?

No.

I like you.

I am glad we are alone.

I will fix food.

[HORSE SNORTS]

You know the country well?

Very well. I ride all

over with Mescalero's

until I go to

reservation school.

Until Delgados steal me.

Delgados, Chirichaua dog!

Have you ever been that way?

You have not? Let's say I haven't been

over that part.

That is bad way.

Some rock, big canyon

not much water.

Desert God make big storm

this time of year.

Oh, you believe in

Desert Gods now, huh?

I know them best.

That is bad way.

You come with Rosita.

My village not many days away.

Enough food in saddle.

My father make you big friend.

Check your canteen,

we'll get started.

We find plenty of water

on the way to my village.

Well, we're heading that way

to the Texas line. Tejano?

Check you canteen!

Now I don't like you.

I'm sorry you find me.

Well, that can be taken care of.

I've got an appointment

in Laredo.

You just got me across those

hills and you're on your own.

This is no good.

The Chiricahuas hate Mescalaros.

If the Chiricahuas find

the son of their chief dead,

Coloradas himself

will follow our trail.

Better we go to my village.

Now do you get up there alone,

or do I tie you on?

And don't get any runaway ideas.

I'll sh**t your horse down if I have to.

Now the sooner we get to Laredo the

sooner you can get back to your people.

Now, get up there.

I was told this uh, this crossing

shouldn't take more than five or six days.

You see that it doesn't.

Head down there. That water will

keep our tracks covered for a while.

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

Delgados.

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

MEN: [EXCLAIMING]

Well?

No use, Matt. Ben Keefer's too

smart to do his own dirty work.

He's got five witnesses

that'll swear he was

twenty miles away

from that sh**ting last night.

I've been a lot of places, Dave,

the smart hombres

all make mistakes.

Just a question of time. Time!

Marshal, you've been here over

four months and I've been here three.

That Keefer stranglehold

is getting stronger.

Could be if it gets too tight it

might break of its own accord.

Hmm, or break us. Take it easy, Dave.

Just keep your hook baited,

and be patient.

Fish bound to get hungry

sooner or later they'll bite.

I want Ben Keefer for sure,

the brothers I can hope for,

but I want Ben cornered.

I want him dead to rights.

Well,

that's a pretty big order. He's cagey.

We've got us another worry here.

Telegraph operator delivered

this message while you were out.

Gil Reardon escaped

from the Unionville Prison. How?

It doesn't say.

It's from Captain Garrick,

the Prison Superintendent.

What's he mean, if Reardon lived through

a cloudburst he thinks he'll come here?

I reckon he remembers

all the facts of the trial.

When I delivered Reardon

to him we talked it over.

Why a man would have to be

loco to try coming across that desert.

When a man's got a solid

reason of getting somewhere,

he might go loco

trying to get there.

Marshall, you heard

Reardon in court.

What do you think now

of his story?

Just what I thought then.

I wish he'd had more proof

to back it up.

Then you do believe

him. Just what you said.

The Keefers are smart hombres.

They know how to

tighten a stranglehold.

Well, if I were

in Reardon's shoes,

I'd be high-tailing it far away

from here not looking for trouble.

Would you? Yes, I would.

If you loved your wife

and you knew who k*lled her

and where you could find him,

would you high-tail it away?

Well, I...

Well, Ben Keefer and I are

having a few drinks one night.

Enough to loosen

his tongue a little.

He said he first met Reardon

in Dodge.

They had a little run in

of some kind.

Right after that

he heard that Reardon

got married and left Dodge.

Ben thought he had hung up his g*ns

and settled down somewhere in Texas.

Better if he had.

Trying to cross

that desert, well...

I think we can

start watching for him.

Well, these Apaches don't want

any white man on my part of their land,

dead or alive.

Well, even if he does get here,

he couldn't do anything

against those Keefers.

Reardon's the kind

who always plays showdown.

Cards on the table

face up, one draw.

One winner.

One loser, huh? That's right.

That's right. Well, I think I'll

break the good news to somebody.

A worrying man might worry

himself into making mistakes.

And mistakes

might just speed up breaking that

stranglehold that uh, you were talking about.

Well, it's always a

pleasure to see

a United States Marshal in here.

What can I do for

you Matt? Drink?

I'll have a beer.

Maybe he's got another

closing order he can't' make stick.

When I can prove

your extra activities

I'll make that

closing order stick.

You know, Marshal, when you

first came to Laredo,

I thought I was

going to like ya.

You seemed to have a lot of sense,

even for a lawman.

You're making me change my mind.

Want to know something, Ben?

You may have to change it

right back again.

I just had a message from the prison

superintendent at Unionville Prison.

Should that interest me?

Gil Reardon's heading for

Laredo. Coming across the desert.

You add it up.

Coming across the desert, huh?

He'll never make it.

I thought he had at least ten

more years to do in that lock up?

The walls weren't high enough.

It's up to the law to nail

him. It's your job to get...

Don't you ever tell me

what my job is? Now just a minute.

And don't you,

"Just a minute me".

Remember, Ben, a rattler can got stopped

on permanently if a man's fast enough.

Nah.

[HORSE NEIGHING]

Rosita, you got to get down.

[HORSE NEIGHS]

Give him a mile or so to find

out he isn't lame any longer.

Which way to that ledge you

told me about in the water?

That way in big canyon,

four or five hour's maybe.

The Chiricahuas.

Better we had gone

to my village.

Coloradas will

never give up our trial.

We've got a good start.

Maybe we can hold it.

Rosita, you ride my horse.

I'll lead yours until he knows

he can carry some weight.

Indian would make Rosita walk.

I know. Now, get up on mine.

I want to make that ledge

before dark.

Water is up there.

Why you trust me like this?

Because you don't like

Chiricahuas any more than I do.

That is true. But how you know

I not lead you around the desert,

and not straight across it?

Rosita had a wish to do that.

Sometimes people just know things about

other people without knowing the reasons.

Sometimes I know things too.

And the reasons.

I go first.

Why do you run from law?

It's a long story.

This man you look for in Laredo.

He help you to be free of law?

Not quite.

I might get in deeper. Why?

You go to k*ll him?

Because of your woman?

My woman as you call her,

is dead!

I'm glad.

It's right to be honest.

I say I am glad.

I am. Is it wrong?

I say what I think. Like...

Like we are here alone.

And I am glad. Are you?

I haven't

given it a thought. That is not honest.

That is not true.

I see your eyes,

they talk to me.

You look at me sometimes like...

Like a man looks at his woman.

Like you want me for... Why can't you talk

about something else?

About the prison? No!

About the man in Laredo,

the man you hate.

Hate is no good, Gil.

It eats in here.

It changes a good spirit.

The law no follow us

across the Mexican border.

We will go.

I know the way. To what?

To tomorrow. Tomorrow

with no running away.

Rosita had hate too.

Now, no good to remember.

If I can change, Gil can change.

There's some things

a man has to do

if he's going to

live with himself

no matter where.[NEIGHING]

[HORSES WHINNY]

Better see

what's bothering them.

Not Apaches.

It's the Storm God.

Animals always know.

The Chisera. Chisera?

What's that?

It is evil.

Tomorrow the sun will hide.

The sky will turn black.

And the devil wind

will come. Ah!

Tomorrow it will come.

You will see.

It can mean death.

Better we stay here.[WIND HOWLING]

Devil wind come.

It will blow hard.

Have to chance it.

To Laredo? That's it.

And if I do not go on?

I've heard what Chiricahuas do to

Indian girls they find with white men.

[WIND HOWLING]

[NEIGHING]

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

[SHOUTING] We've

got to find cover.

Down there! There is a cave.

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[SIGHS]

No, Gil, no.

You don't want to kiss me?

Yes, yes, but just because

I kiss you does not...

I be good woman for you.

But afraid... Of what?

I always be honest.

Indians or white man

can love many times.

But not Rosita.

I want to love for real.

Only once... Only one man.

Don't be afraid.

Well? Thought you'd

be back yesterday. Couldn't make it.

You can forget

all about Reardon.

Nothing to worry about now.

Good. How'd you do it?

We ran into one of them, storms.

Must have choked everything in

the desert and in the foothills, too.

First a rain and then

one of them Chisera winds.

Couldn't see my hand,

couldn't see my horse.

I could hardly breathe.

That Reardon's

out of our hair for good.

Uh-uh. He is, huh?

Where were you

during this terrible storm?

We holed up.

Holed up,

huh? Could Reardon have done the same?

Why, not a chance!

Besides,

we had horses and water.

Did you see him dead?

No, but... I made that same mistake

myself once, remember?

Yeah, but we couldn't live

through that storm. Nobody could.

I told you two dumb heads to make sure,

well what are you sure of?

A lousy stinking sandstorm

that you lived through, didn't you?

So could he.

You two, better figure a way

of posting a lookout.

Because if Reardon's alive,

he'll be coming in.

Glad you're along, Bass.

You make best coffee.

What do you aim to do, Matt?

If Reardon did get through

the Chisera,

its' been three days. We're not

going to catch him sitting here.

Dave, you'll be old

before your time.

First, you figure what you'd

do in the other fella's shoes.

Then you sit in the middle of

the road and wait. Oh, but Matt...

Save a lot of

wear and tear, too, son,

on man and horse.

He'll be coming this way.

You know, it might not be too

bad if he was to slip past us.

That wouldn't be much

to our credit.

No, but it might just be a fighting chance

for Laredo to get rid of the Keefers.

If we see Reardon,

we'll take him in.

You've got

the first watch, Bass.

Then you,

Dave. Rouse me at three for my turn.

Texas foothills.

Gil, just once more

I ask you to... No, it has to be this way.

I'm just like an

Indian squaw to you.

I've got a job to finish.

I told you.

And if you finish it,

they take you back to prison.

It proves nothing.

You throw our life

together, away.

Our life together? Would that be wrong now?

A man's got to live

with himself first,

or he isn't good for anybody.

Well,

maybe someday... Maybe you'll be dead, too.

Maybe!

I go with you. I help.

You're going home

where it's safe.

The Chiricahuas don't want you.

It's me the Chief wants. I go with you.

No!

Now, you're, you're

a good guide, Rosita

and thanks for

getting me this far

but from here on in I go alone.

Now we're through. We're

finished. You go back to your home.

[GALLOPING]

Now where do you think

you're going?

This isn't the way

to your village.

I was lost! You were not!

All right. I were not!

Go ahead. Tie me to the horse

if you think so little of me.

Now what am I

going to do with you?

I could tell you what you would do,

but you will not do it.

I have told you

and you will not do it. No!

[SIGHS]

Well, what are you going to do,

Rosita, sit up there all day?

[LAUGHS]MATT: Hold it, Reardon!

Don't do anything foolish, son.

You're covered.

Well, the new Marshal

right on the job.

When there's trouble

he jumps in with both feet.

Take it, Bass.

Picked yourself a pretty

good looking companion.

Ah, I should have figured this.

I'm glad you didn't. You

saved me a heap of trouble.

I don't mean this ambush.

I should of figured the law is

still doing Keefer's dirty work.

I'll pass that for now, Reardon.

Let's see if these fit.

No! Rosita! Rosita! No! No!

Leave her alone.

I made her show me the way. No!

Where'd you pick her up? Tied to a tree.

With a sign hanging above her

reading, 'Help yourself'?

Now give me time, Marshal. I'll

try and think of something better.

Check her saddlebags for grub.

If she hasn't got any give her some

of ours. We'll send her on her way.

Can we have a couple of

minutes together?

Yeah.

I was right.

I should have taken you

to the border. No, it's better this way.

Bring up their horses, Dave.

We've got to make that old

stagecoach station before dark.

We've got plenty of water.

Give her one of our

extra canteens. Yeah, she'll need it.

You'll be happier

with your people.

No. I belong with you.

It has to be this way, Rosita.

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

Hee-yah! Hee-yah! Hee-yah!

There you are.

[SIGHS]

I can't figure you, Reardon.

You'd of been a lot smarter

to head for the border.

The law will take care

of the Keefers.

Sooner or later... I thought maybe I could

speed things up a little.

How much extra time

will I get for the breakout?

You ought to quit thinking

about Keefer.

Quit remembering about

your wife, too.

It'll all even off, somewhere.

It always does.

Be a lot smarter

to wash it out of your system.

Put it all behind you.

I would have,

after ten minutes in Laredo.

I'll slip those off

if I get your word.

That Rosita...

She an Indian girl gone Mexican

or Mexican girl gone Indian?

A little of both.

Seemed like a nice girl, too.

All for you. Is that what she said?

From where I was looking she

didn't have to say it. Well, forget her.

[HORSE NEIGHING]

It's the girl.

Gil! Coloradas!

It is Coloradas. I see him and many others,

not far away now.

The Chiricahuas. They won't give us

any trouble.

Well, they will considering I had to,

polish off this Chief's son.

Ridiculous. These two cooked up

that story in case he was captured.

Why, Colorado's Reservation is

over the other side of the big canyon.

That Injun wouldn't

dare leave it.

He did! They're coming.

We go quick, or we all die.

You think she's

telling the truth? She always does.

We're moving.

k*ll the fire.

Inside.

You two stay back here.

All right, Marshal. Get 'em off.

Oh, you've got my word.

How about a g*n? Dave cover the door.

Not yet.

Hey! Look out here.

Wait.

He's coming in for a powwow.

Don't get jumpy.

Now look...

I've got a small spread below

the border near Cervantes.

Got a Mexican couple

living on it now.

I'll write 'em for you. Uh, something else.

Now this girl, well,

she's alone and uh...

Well she'll have some sort of

a chance living on my place.

See that she gets there,

will you? Be glad to...

If we get out of here. But you are still...

Uh, I think you can get

Coloradas to settle for me.

What? That's the deal.

Nothing doing.

Like I said Reardon...

We ride out of here

like we came in, together.

What's left of us.

Or we don't ride.

Lawman speaks good, Gil.

We ride together,

or we don't ride.

That's it.

Coloradas come for white man

who k*lled my son.

And for girl.

MATT: You're off your

reservation bounds, Coloradas.

You want to bring the

soldiers down on your people?

You give me man and girl?

I'm taking them both to Laredo.

GIL: You want me, Coloradas?

I thought I told you

to stay put.

Sorry, Marshal, this is my deal.

You speak brave words,

Coloradas,

with your Chiricahuas

right behind to protect you.

Brave like your son Delgados

who attacks an unarmed man.

And once, the Chircahuas

were known as warriors.

Your tongue is like a

knife. I mean it to cut deep.

A Chiricahuas will not dare

fight one man alone.

He is not brave enough.

A Chiricahuas is a coward.

You are brave? Ten times more

than Coloradas.

When the sun is high. We

will see who is the warrior.

So you're the dealer.

Well, son, you sure

dealt yourself a hand.

[SPEAKING IN NATIVE AMERICAN]

One lone hatchet between 'em.

Apaches call it

the Battle of the Warriors.

It's always to the death.

[SHOUTING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

If Reardon comes out top dog,

those Indians,

left without a leader,

will scatter to the wind.

With them busy watching

the fight,

we'll never have a better chance to

grab our horses. We could use 'em.

I'll try it. Not without me.

[APACHES CHEERING]

[COLORADOS SCREAMS]

Let's move fast.

Our horses are back here.

Laredo...

That's what you

wanted to see, isn't it? Marshal, I...

Life takes some

funny twists, don't it?

With you here, this isn't funny.

I've got to

build myself a smoke.

Anybody got the makings?

No, Gil! Ha!

Why that son of a g*n,

stole my r*fle.

You're letting him die.

He's making his own ride.

He's got his ten minutes.

Howdy!

It'll cost you a dollar for the

night. That includes a rubdown.

Collect it from the Marshal.

He'll be picking him up.

The Marshal? Do me a favor,

will ya?

Why sure. Tell Ben Keefer,

Gil Reardon's in town.

Reardon? Oh, you're Reardon.

I was at your trial.

The Marshal said

you broke out of...

Just tell Ben Keefer I'm

moving his way in five minutes.

Oh, yes sir. Sure.

Right away, Mister Reardon.

[INAUDIBLE]

Reardon's in town.

He sends word ahead that he'd be

coming up the street in five minutes.

You shouldn't have

shot his wife, Ben.

He wants you.

Take your r*fle.

You can get him from the roof

of that building across the street.

And don't miss. Go out that way.

Let's go.

Walt will be in position

in a few seconds.

I could cross over there.

That way we'd have him

between us. You stick with me.

Let's go.

Slow down.

Let him come to us.

[g*nf*re]

[CRASH]

Let's go.

Go on, Ben draw!

You k*lled Walt and Jordon.

Isn't that enough?

You m*rder*d my wife. Not them.

You sh**t me down

and you're no better.

My g*n is holstered. Draw it!

Draw it! You want to sh**t me

in cold blood? Go ahead!

I've come a long way

to k*ll you.

But you can't do it, can you?

Look...

I'm throwing my g*n away.

All right. You had your chance.

Your wife would be proud of you.

[g*nsh*t]

Gil!

Rosita! Gil!

Reardon's horse, get him!

[SPURS HORSE]

I'm ready now, Marshal.

What for? I don't know

what you're talking about, Gil.

But Marshal, I'm ready now to...

Bass, hurry up with that horse.

Get up on your horse.

Get up, little lady.

You, too.

Do you think you can

find your way to the border?

The border? Yes, yes!

I know the way!

There's a little spread

near a place called Cervantes.

Marshal. Now get! Get!

[CHUCKLES]

MATT: Adios, amigos.

It'll all even up in the end.

Always does.

I guess we'll have to report

that he got away from us.Yep.

The Prisoner escaped

in a hail of b*ll*ts.

Sure want loco, didn't he?

You know, I'd say this town

just got its first slice of good luck.

You might make a

peace officer yet, Dave.

I'll buy the drinks.