Chato's Land Page #4

Synopsis: After Pardon Chato, a mestizo, kills a US marshal in self-defense, a posse pursues him, but as the white volunteers advance deep in Indian territory they become more prey than hunters, leading to internal strife.
Genre: Western
Director(s): Michael Winner
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
 
IMDB:
6.7
PG
Year:
1972
100 min
519 Views


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

a couple miles back.

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,

and, boy, I never wanna see

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,

brother Jubal might get

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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Gerald Stanley Wilson (September 4, 1918 – September 8, 2014) was an American jazz trumpeter, big band bandleader, composer/arranger, and educator. Born in Mississippi, he was based in Los Angeles from the early 1940s. In addition to being a band leader, Wilson wrote arrangements for Duke Ellington, Sarah Vaughan, Ray Charles, Julie London, Dizzy Gillespie, Ella Fitzgerald, Benny Carter, Lionel Hampton, Billie Holiday, Dinah Washington, and Nancy Wilson. more…

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