Chato's Land Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1972
- 100 min
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chasing a bad guess,
only.
We run out of water.
And we got nothin'
left to eat
except some red beans
and some scrawny
prairie chickens.
And you've got an itch
to get back to where
there's good food
and a fat wife.
I got a spread back there
that needs working.
All we got out here
is a handful of nothin'.
[Coughs]
Dirt and dry mouths.
Josh is right.
Like hell he is.
You've got the quittin'
streak, too?
Don't lean too heavy
on me, Jubal.
I don't bend easy.
How do you see it,
Quincey?
As Josh says,
we might be guessing,
but I got a feeling
we're not.
That breed tried
to lead us off
and then lose us.
He didn't head
for Mexico,
and he could've
and made it, easy.
Instead he... he headed
into bad country
and then swung north.
Now, put that
with the fact
that he bought
supplies in town,
and I think that points
to him having someplace
he wants kept safe.
[Coyote howling]
[Speaking apache]
[Coyote howling]
Uhh.
Heh heh.
What's the matter, Josh?
Just a coyote.
Josh sees that
as bad medicine.
Ha ha ha!
You gettin' Indian
on us, Josh?
Heh heh heh.
Come on.
Ease up, Josh.
I'm gonna kill
that dog.
Ha ha ha!
Ha ha!
You wouldn't think
a grown man
would worry
about a dog.
[Distant laughing]
[C*cks rifle]
Oh!
[Panting]
[Breathing heavily]
What's troubling
you, Josh?
Oh, Quincey,
I don't know.
I don't know.
It's just that things
aren't working out
the way I figured
they would.
Say, don't you ever
have second thoughts?
You know, are you
still as sure about
what we're doin'
as when we started?
I tell you, Quincey,
I ain't a believin' man,
but I got a god-fear.
I think he's gonna
lay his hand on us.
And that's the truth.
[Coyote howling]
Whoooo!
Yuhoo! Whoo!
Yip! Yip!
Whohoo-wee!
[Shouting]
Hey-yah!
[Laughing]
Give me my hat.
Get all the water
out of my hat.
[Laughing]
Come on, get it.
Don't fill your
bellies too fast.
Ha! Stop that.
You see any sign?
Well, that raiding party
turned to the northeast
Nothing since.
Ha ha ha!
[Nye]
Then they must
be Comanches.
I hope we don't
step on their tails.
Better 10 Comanche
than one 'pache
that's just like saying,
"better pox than the plague."
I seen Comanches
in Texas,
one again, I can tell you.
[Quincey]
Well, you don't
see apache.
You don't hear 'em
and you don't see 'em.
It's like
an act of god.
Oh, you are a comfort,
Captain Quincey.
[All laughing]
[Shouting]
Hey!
Hey!
Cut that out!
Ah!
[Horse whinnying]
[Gasps]
Brother Earl!
Here's candy
for ya. Ha ha!
Oh, yeah.
Hey, look
what I found!
Oh, boy!
Look at that.
Look at that.
Let's see what
you got, squaw.
Whoa, my!
Who's first
to the honey pot?
Of home here.
Ha ha ha!
[Woman screams]
Are you going to
stop that, or am I?
[Men shouting]
Don't get between
a dog and his bone.
You too frightened,
man?
This ain't the army,
Malechie.
These men have no cause
to listen to me.
[Woman]
Aah!
[Grunts]
You stay clear of her.
Take her inside.
Come on.
Get her up.
We got to organize
this thing.
Come on.
Hold it there.
I was first!
Let's go!
What's the matter
with you all?
Can you not see it?
There's no right
in what we're doing.
It's against god.
She's a squaw.
Don't waste any
sweat over it.
Malechie, did you
ever see what injuns do
when they get
a white woman?
[Woman]
Aah!
Aah!
Ha ha ha!
[Horse whinnying]
[Speaking apache]
Ha ha ha!
All right!
Tie her down.
Tie her good.
This ain't right,
Jubal.
Ever hunt wolf?
Get the mate,
stake it out.
The other
one always comes.
He'll come
for her.
Ha ha! Ha ha ha!
Well, now, well,
ain't that a courtesy?
Staking out a claim,
Quincey?
Ha ha ha!
[Jubal]
Well, it's gonna
be dark soon.
Take up your positions.
Well, come on.
Go ahead!
He'll be here,
sooner or later,
for sure.
Ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
Do you think
he'll come?
I hope not.
[Sighing]
I want it done
and be home.
We'll not be
clean of it
even then.
We shouldn't
be here, Gavin.
[Horse whinnying]
Get them horses
out of there!
[Gunshots]
Everybody, shoot
the scoundrel down!
Look! He's
up on the roof!
[Gunshot]
Let's get the horses.
Where the hell is he?
Up there!
Up there!
Yah!
Hyah! Hyah!
Get 'em out!
Hyah! Hyah!
[Shouting]
Seen that?
Thought I saw
somethin' move.
Aah!
I... I... I think I got him.
Yeah.
Hall, check the woman.
Put out those fires!
[Hall]
Woman is cut loose
and gone!
[Quincey]
He's got the woman!
Yeah, you like
startin' fires,
don't you,
you old bastard?
Earl,
bring a rope!
[Speaking Spanish]
What's troubling him?
He says they're
beasts and fools.
The apache
will kill now.
No, no, no.
He'll run...
now that he's
got the woman.
You figure
he'll come back?
He got what
he come for.
Would you
have dared it,
comin' in
to get her?
No.
I would've.
Why?
For a squaw?
She was a good
lookin' woman.
Earl, there never
was a woman born
worth dyin' for.
You don't feel
for nothin',
do you, Elias?
Know somethin'?
Come sunup,
Im goin' out
after her.
[Coyote howling]
You got the fever.
I want that woman
for my own.
Well, now, Earl,
a little bit upset,
you marrying a squaw.
Jubal!
Jubal don't own me.
What did I ever
get from him?
Whippin' and hard words.
What are we, Elias?
Hatin' and killin'
and whorin'.
Runnin' scratch cattle.
Ain't got
nothin' soft.
Ain't got nothin'
don't go bitter
in the mouth.
I want somethin'.
Well, Earl, you better
wipe them drippings
from your mind.
You don't see, do you?
Like you got a box
around your head.
#[Chanting softly]
The woman, she'll slow
him down, Quincey.
It's a carving
of a little bear.
Found it inside
with some others.
Means there's a child.
That don't
change anything.
Yeah, it does.
If we catch up to him,
we hang him, but...
the woman
and the child,
if they're with him,
they go unharmed.
I want your word
on that, Jubal,
or you and your brothers
can go it alone.
Well, you're gonna
have a tough time
convincin' Earl
that way.
He wants that woman.
Where is Earl?
He went after her
soon as it got light.
Why didn't you stop him?
Well, he was in no mind
to pay heed.
You didn't even
try, did you?
He's full-growed,
Jubal.
I oughta whup you.
But you won't, Jubal,
'cause you know Id
put a hole in your gut.
Best wait
for breakfast, Jubal.
Grab all you can to eat.
We leave in 5 minutes.
What's the hurry?
Earl went
after the woman.
Jesus hell.
I'm obliged, Quincey.
[Squawking]
Whoa.
His horse bolted.
Hyah. Giddyup.
Take your hands
of cain from him.
I... I don't want
to bury him here.
It's an empty place.
Empty.
Nothin' to remember.
We command into
thy hands of mercy,
most merciful father,
the soul of our brother
departed.
We commit his body
to the earth
beseeching thy
infinite goodness
to give us grace to live
in thy fear and love
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