Bone Tomahawk Page #5

And now I'm out here risking

my life for both of you

perhaps that entitles me to

an occasional innuendo.

Well, it doesn't!

She's my whole everything

and those savages

have got her and...

God knows what they're doing

to her and every second

that we delay, we--

Remove yourself.

Damnation.

God!

Will you unearth

my medical kit?

Hold still. Let me examine you.

How bad?

Mr. O'Dwyer,

you're stayin' behind.

No, I'm comin' with you.

-You can't.

-Yes, I can.

You go and get me

back my crutch.

That leg can't be disregarded.

Now you're stayin' put.

To hell with your authority

and the way you've

been doin' things!

You shouldn't have shot that

drifter back in Bright Hope

and got my wife involved.

And Brooder shouldn't have

executed them Mexicans

and made it all worse.

I can't honestly say I know

which way it would've

gone with the Mexicans

or if I had left

that drifter go.

But this is where we are.

You can't go anywhere

on that leg.

It needs to be operated on.

Mr. O'Dwyer.

Look at it.

Chicory's gonna...

He's gonna have

to take that leg.

No, no, no--

If we don't gangrene

will set in and--

No, you can't, no, this

is my choice, not yours!

And I'm saying no! No!

No.

No.

Can you set it?

I can set it.

If that's your

choice, so be it.

Will you leave some

stones so I can follow?

In case something

happens to you.

I'll mark the route.

Thank you.

Just give me enough

so you can operate.

I don't wanna wake

up next month.

And take the rest in

case my wife needs it

or Deputy Nick.

I'll put some in a whisky flask

and I'll leave the

remainder for you.

But you don't take more

than a spoonful a day.

I don't know if I'll

be awake when you go

so I want to apologize to you

now for gettin' hot at you.

I don't lose my

temper most times.

We know you don't.

Don't concern yourself over it.

I thought it made

things interesting.

I appreciate what

you are doin'.

Don't think

I ain't appreciative.

Just please keep her safe.

We won't leave without

Mrs. O'Dwyer in our care.

Feel the medicine?

My hands got tingles.

Lean back.

Put your head

right there.

Brace him.

The tincture will help

but this is gonna penetrate.

So long, cowboy.

Will he survive?

Oh, he has a chance.

You hear that?

What are you hearing?

It stopped.

Just wait a second--

I thought I was imagining that.

Oh, I am fairly certain

I heard that sound

back in Bright Hope, on the

night of the kidnapping.

It feels like a signal.

Maybe an alarm.

Inspect your firearms.

We've been spotted.

It is the official opinion

of the backup deputy

that leaving a trail of rocks

is a job for the backup deputy.

I told him I'd do it.

Was that it?

Yes.

Sounds further than before.

Maybe they're frightened?

Of us? No.

How many of them did you kill?

They were all, what do you

call 'em, warriors and braves?

Mostly.

Oh, some weren't braves?

Some weren't men.

Oh.

An Indian woman is

still an Indian.

She knows how to

use a bow and

a spear, and so do

her children.

Why do you hate them so much?

You should ask my

mother and my sisters.

I never met 'em.

That's correct. You never did.

Oh.

Indians got them, huh?

Let him alone, old man.

A thing like that makes a

considerable impression

upon a ten-year old boy.

I'm awfully sorry for

what happened to them

but I don't think

I could ever kill a woman

or a child,

-not even--

-Deputy.

Is it possible for you

to close that aperture?

Do you see it?

I see several.

Can you tell which one's the

Valley of the Starving Men?

I cannot.

Oh, you trust me

with the German?

I've seen you operate.

Oh, I...

-Oh, my Lord!

-What?

-Oh!

-What?

Oh, I wish I had this with

me when I went to the rodeo.

-The clarity and--

-Do you see the valleys?

I see a few of them.

They all look the same.

May Sheriff Hunt

try the German?

- He may.

I think we should start

with the nearest one.

I'll take the vanguard.

One of you two should monitor

the rear with the German.

If you see anything

or hear anything

point it out for us

before you shoot.

I shall.

As long as it doesn't

forfeit my opportunity.

Brooder, we're here for a

rescue, not a massacre.

Horse tracks.

Mr. Wallington's

or ours?

See if you can find a set where

one horse, a smaller one

is missing a hind shoe.

Right here.

Think that's Clarence's colt?

Almost certainly.

It means we change direction.

-Here we go.

-Yeah.

Tracks to your west

lead to it. Their flaw.

So, this is it?

I'll signal once I've

made a determination.

If you haven't heard from

me in 30 seconds,

go.

What's the signal?

You see any activity in there?

Chicory.

Tie this off.

I need the repeater.

Supply me with dynamite and

don't return until

I've used it.

I am far too vain

to ever live as a cripple.

This is my spot.

I'd like a cigar.

The answer to your question

is 116.

You killed a 116 Indians, huh?

Goodbye, Mr. Brooder.

We'll make sure

all this has value.

Please do.

I shall kill as many as I can.

We need to get--

Sheriff Hunt?

Mr. Kory?

Mrs. O'Dwyer, are yo--

Go in or they'll kill you.

Go!

Mrs. O'Dwyer...

Are you hurt?

I'm alive.

Is Nick with you?

He's not well.

And the drifter?

They ate him.

No, not him.

We're in hell.

Don't take him!

Nick! Wake up!

Don't do this.

Don't do this. Please!

Nick! Wake up!

God damn it, Nick! Wake up!

Damn savages.

Come on, old man!

We've gotta break through here.

Come on!

Push!

Harder! Harder, old man!

Chicory, tie it off.

Sheriff Hunt,

are you there?

I'm here, Nick. I'm right here.

You were right about

that drifter.

He killed a lot of people.

He butchered them

in their sleep

and he robbed them.

His name was Purvis.

And then he desecrated the

burial ground of these things.

These Indians or

whatever they are.

He raved about it

all in the end.

Thanks for telling me.

That man deserved to die.

Alright.

Will you send my possessions

back to Michigan?

Most of that stuff

belonged to my brothers.

I'll send it.

Thank you.

No, no, no...

Nick, Nick, listen to me.

I want you to know

that all these savages

are gonna be massacred.

The cavalry is riding

right now from Gatesville.

And they're gonna butcher

every last one of these

godless beings.

It ain't true then?

What you said?

What?

About the cavalry.

No. It wasn't.

Well, I thought it

might be possible

that you had a

secret backup plan.

I'm sorry, old man.

Well, why did you say it?

If they were doin'

that to me

it's the only thing

I'd want to hear.

That you'd be avenged?

What happened

to my husband?

Is he dead?

He's alive.

Arthur wouldn't

have allowed you

to attempt this rescue

without him.

He came along, but he

got injured a day ago.

He's... He's convalescing.

But we...

We put a trail for him.

Why did you do that?

-So he could follow us.

-Chicory!

Here?

To this place?

We didn't know

what it was like.

This is why frontier

life is so difficult.

Not because of the

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