Firewalker Page #2

And he appears again

on the dagger, see?

Now, these hieroglyphics,

they give us the date 1527.

Aztecs...

Mayans...

Spaniards...

all on an Indian reservation.

It doesn't jive.

- El coyote.

- Who?

There is an Indian

on the reservation

who claims to be descended

from an Aztec priest,

but he's a very dangerous man.

Even to his people,

he's bad medicine.

However, there is another

that might be of help.

Who's that?

If only I could

remember his name.

Might as well take it all.

It'll solve a lot of time.

He's an old shaman

named Tall Eagle.

Honey. I'll meet you down

at the television studio.

Oh. no. now wait for me. honey.

I'm going with you.

Now you just wait.

- Lucy. isn't that the--

- Yes. it is.

I got to thinking it was silly for

both of us to take our dresses back.

As long as Ethel

was taking hers back.

there was no reason

for me to take mine back.

- T all Eagle?

- I didn't say a word.

I'll go get Mrs. Trumbull

to stay with Little Ricky.

- Ricky?

- What?

- I don't know why he puts up with her.

- Do you think Ethel will be mad at me?

I wouldn't be surprised

if she punched you right in the nose.

If she were mine,

I'd cut off her nose.

- This is for you.

- For me?

Snake bite.

We have lots of those around.

When white men bring gifts,

it means they

want something in return.

You got that right, brother.

They say that you know

a lot about Apache history.

You want me to tell stories.

That's what I do best.

Take a load off.

Many winters ago...

the white eyes gave us this land

for as long as the grass grows

and the water flows.

But as you can see,

we got screwed.

What are you getting at?

I think he wants

a piece of the action.

No, not me.

The Great Spirit.

Okay, we'll give your tribe...

...twenty percent of anything we find.

Twenty percent?

Two percent. Two.

Okay, twenty percent

if the information pays off.

We want to hear about an Aztec priest

who got here in the 16th century.

Do you know the story?

- You'll tell us.

- I'll tell you.

But you're probably

not going to believe me.

I know just how you feel.

Come with me.

He was called Firewalker...

because his soul

could fly to the sun.

He would gather his power,

and his power...

oh, was great.

- What was I talking about?

- The firewalker.

Oh, yes.

Now I remember.

It was the Spaniards.

They came in search of

the firewalker's gold.

What happened to the firewalker?

Legend says he flew to the sun...

...there to walk

among the fire forever.

This is the story of the firewalker.

It's all I know.

That's it? That's our big lead?

Beware of the coyote.

He is very treacherous and powerful.

I don't care about coyotes.

I want to know where the gold is.

If I knew that,

I'd go get it myself.

- Twenty percent?

- Don't blame me.

Wait.

Soon, many spirits

will come to speak to you.

Some will be evil and very strong.

This will help protect you

from the evil spirits.

What is it?

It's dust, bones, magic.

Thank you.

I don't know how Tonto did it.

Okay, we've got gold,

human sacrifice,

the dagger and the sun.

Gin.

- We're playing poker.

- Oh.

Max.

The Spanish conquered

the Aztecs in 1522.

Now, the date

on this painting says 1527.

According to your theory,

it took Aztec priests five years

to get here from somewhere

in Central America.

All I know is,

if that gold isn't in that cave,

then it has to be somewhere else.

Right, right--now, we've got half of

Central America to choose from.

Where would you like to start?

You're so smart.

San Miguel?

Right in between

Aztec and Mayan country.

You believe in witches, Leo?

I bring a potion from Tall Eagle.

He has cast a spell

to protect you from evil.

I never turn down a good potion.

Heady stuff.

Max, you son of a b*tch! Wake up!

Good night...coyote.

How is he?

He's sleeping like a baby.

He's been drugged, though.

I thought this trip was

the most important thing in my life.

But if anything happens

to you or Max...

Then it would be

our fault, not yours.

Look, if we weren't out there

chasing that pot of gold,

I'd be somewhere

chasing another one.

- It's what we do.

- Is the money really worth it?

- Not so far.

- Then why do you do it?

Because Max does.

He has a way of

getting things out of me

that I never knew I had in me.

Okay, so you do it

because he does it,

and he does it because

he wants to find buried treasure.

It's not the finding that Max thrives on.

It's the looking.

- Even though it's so dangerous.

- Because it's so dangerous.

Look, if you want

to turn back, it's okay.

If we find anything,

you'll still get your share.

No, I can't do that.

It's very complicated, Leo,

but this is something

that I have to do.

Besides, you guys'll take care of me.

Sure, if you get killed,

we won't owe you a dime.

Well, hey, a girl can't ask

for a better deal than that.

Well, we better get some sleep.

He's gonna be hell to catch up with

when he wakes up.

I'm gonna stay with him

just a little while.

But she was here.

I know she was here!

There's no way out!

- Man, this is getting too weird.

- Yeah, let's get out of here.

Back home, right?

Nope. San Miguel.

We're gonna find that gold.

Wait a minute.

I've got something to say about this.

There's some

weird people around--very weird.

We'd better get home--

all the way.

"San Miguel covers an area

of 21,000 square miles.

"The terrain is largely mountainous,

with areas of heavy jungle.

"Farming is the major industry

with bananas as the main export,

and the language is Spanish."

? Que pasa?

-? Que pasa?

- Nada. Senor. nada.

What is happening?

It's a tiny fire in the engine.

It's nothing, Senor.

We're landing, anyway.

Great flight, huh?

I think I got his good side.

This is the big one, Leo.

I feel it in my bones.

Come on, Leo.

You'll feel better

when we get to the hotel.

I'm sure it's a lot nicer

on the inside.

I bet they've got a great bar.

- What the hell?

- Come on, Leo, cheer up.

I'm telling you,

this could be the big one.

We've lost control of this one.

We are not coming back.

- What makes you say a thing like that?

- My instincts, damn it!

If you felt that way,

why did you come?

Because you did.

I knew you were

gonna blame this on me.

Do you want me to go back, Leo?

Is that what you want?

Yes!

- Well, I'm not going to.

- That's what I thought you'd say.

Idiot.

Then stop acting

like a dadgum sissy!

I am no sissy.

Don't you call me that anymore.

I am no sissy!

I swear, you're getting as bad

as that fruitcake girl!

I'm gonna see this thing through.

Anytime you want out,

just say so!

I might just do that,

you know?

- That's fine with me!

- I just might do that.

Good!

Fruitcake? I'm a fruitcake?

- Are the walls that thin?

- No, your mouth is that big.

Let me tell you something, bucko.

I happen to be a highly educated,

open-minded person

with an I.Q. that will put

that pea brain of yours in a cellar.

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