Geronimo Page #4

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Teela, I've been thinking.

He'll be a fine warrior because of his father.

He has to be.

But maybe he should read too, huh?

How long can we go on?

Until he takes my place, if necessary.

Company, halt.

- How much longer will it be?

- No comment.

- Is Congress investigating you?

- Excuse me, please.

- We hear Washington's fit to be tied.

- No comment!

I take it you heard Congress is sending

a couple of senators to investigate us.

For our failure, gentlemen.

I'm very much afraid I can't argue the point.

We represent a great nation.

Manpower and facilities without limit.

Over 5,000 men in the field.

We can't bring to a successful conclusion

a campaign against a handful of Apaches

who must be low on food and ammunition.

Now you tell me why,

because I'm interested in knowing.

Now, then. We have some intelligence that

may give you the help you seem to need.

Colonel Morales.

The evaluation

of the combined scouting reports

narrows the location to somewhere in here.

Lacosardi on the west, Janos on the east.

Narrowed down to an area this size,

it shouldn't take a military genius

to find their hiding place.

And soon.

There are soldiers here and here

and at Horn Bend.

The mountain is

almost completely surrounded.

He's tired. Please let him rest.

We'll talk later.

Teela, you should rest too.

- Where did you go?

- To Janos.

I was careful. A doctor there

said he'd take care of your shoulder.

- I have everything ready. We can leave.

- I don't need a doctor.

Here. Show me how strong you are.

Show me.

Go on.

You have no right to lead anyone this way,

and you know it.

If you must die, at least die able to fight.

Mangus was right. Women are all the same.

Mangus was this, Natchez was that.

Please treat me...

- Quiet.

- I will not keep quiet.

- I have some clothes for you...

- I said keep quiet.

- Seorita?

- Yes?

You forgot your cantaro.

Gracias.

- Well?

- The doctor said he'd see my husband.

- You got the money?

- Yes.

Go around the back.

This is my husband, Dr Sanchez.

Sit down.

Yaqui?

Apache.

Your wife told me about your arm,

Seor Martinez.

Let's take a look at it.

The wound is festered.

I'll have to clean it out.

- I'm gonna need some of this.

- Never mind the whiskey.

- I need it to clean...

- I said start without the whiskey.

- I'll get some.

- Across the street.

- Seorita?

- A bottle of whiskey, please.

- A bottle of whiskey? What kind?

- Any kind.

- Any kind?

- Please hurry.

Company, halt.

Dismount.

Two reales.

Three reales.

Five reales.

I'll take this one.

Hey.

Cmo ests, honey?

Teela!

Trouble!

Move!

Company, ho!

Yah! Hup!

Get back to the general. Tell him he should

close off the slope and move down.

- Yes, sir.

- Ho!

They're too close.

Old Indian trick. You never can tell.

Geronimo...

When Mr Washington

comes to talk with you,

tell him...

tell...

Mangus!

Mangus!

No more fires.

Mescal, Senator. It's very good.

If you read some of these, General,

you'd understand our position better.

Letters, newspaper articles,

pressure from all sides.

Some of them angry,

some simply asking for an explanation.

Like this one, a New York editorial.

"Are we overlooking some important

principle behind Geronimo's fight?"

Or this one.

"Are we fighting a war without honour?"

It's hardly a war.

It's still the same question.

We're asking it of you because

it's being asked of us by the people.

For three months,

since that encounter in Janos,

Geronimo's attacks have been diminishing.

They're facing starvation.

They can't have much ammunition.

- It's a hopeless position.

- Why doesn't he surrender?

You've got to understand,

the man's occupying an area

that's like a maze.

of some of the wildest country in Mexico.

We're patrolling it the best way we can.

You still haven't answered my question.

Why does any man hold out

in the face of impossible odds?

I don't know the answer to that one.

I'm a soldier, not a philosopher.

The rest of the committee's in San Carlos.

I'm waiting for their report.

We'll have the answers.

Yes. You may not need them.

Someday our patrols will find their hiding

place and you'll have your surrender.

And that'll be that.

When the time comes,

you lie down and hold on to the post.

Kill your baby, Teela. Don't let him live.

Don't watch him die of hunger like mine.

Kill him!

Whoa!

See anything?

Not yet, sir.

You go on.

Whoa!

- Any sign?

- Broken branches, berries picked.

- They're up there somewhere.

- Let's turn around, get back to Maynard.

Get back to Maynard!

Get their guns and ammunition.

Hurry!

How soon will more soldiers be here?

Soon enough.

That poppy seed,

you sure it wasn't a watermelon?

Leave me alone.

Just let me have my baby in peace.

They've gotten to the river

and camped there for the night.

- How many men?

- I don't know. 100, maybe.

- 100 against 20.

- Santo just died.

They're blocking the north canyon.

There's no escape.

- We want to talk about surrender.

- No. No surrender.

We're beaten! What you fought for means

nothing to them. It's all been for nothing.

She's a woman

and she thinks like a woman.

Is there any other woman here?

When they get here we'll be ready for them.

Company, halt!

Well, there it is, sir.

And you can figure they're watching us.

I always do, but I'll make sure.

Prepare to dismount. Dismount.

With your rifles, arm.

Company, ho!

Company, halt!

Prepare to kneel.

Kneel.

Prepare to fire.

Fire.

They're out of range.

Save your ammunition.

Find the general. Tell him they're trapped.

Tell him just one cannon's all I need.

- Yes, sir.

- Ride two horses into the ground.

Giantah.

See where he's going.

- How much ammunition?

- About 300 rounds.

They've sent for a cannon. It's on the way.

Are you beaten by one cannon?

A cannon that hasn't been fired yet?

Go on, get back to your positions.

General, I've just received that report

from Washington.

- Can you ride a horse, Senator?

- What?

I'm afraid your report arrived

an hour too late.

Lieutenant.

What would you say

is the range of the target?

About 340 yards, sir.

Very well. Set range for 310 yards.

We'll fire short.

Yes, sir.

- Set range at 310 yards.

- Yes, sir.

They're almost ready.

It's too far from here.

Cannon's ready to fire, sir.

Fire.

Reload. Set range for 20 yards

beyond the target centre.

Yes, sir.

Reload. Set range for 360 yards.

We're not high enough.

The cannon's ready, sir.

Fire.

Reload. Set range for 340 yards. On target.

But you'll annihilate them.

I suggest you give them the opportunity

to surrender first.

I suggest you reload.

Lieutenant?

Quick.

You're under a direct military order.

Reload.

Reload. Adjust cannon to target.

Yes, sir.

Don't worry, Johnny, I won't press charges.

Is it hate, Captain? Or is it fear?

I said I wouldn't press charges.

I'd prefer it if you did.

More powder and double shot.

Hurry.

- Aren't you ready?

- Another moment.

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