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So I quit. No more trabajar.

Now I will go to Nogales.

I will steal some gringo horses,

manage to live, no?

- Don't go with him.

- Who is this guy?

- He's somebody.

- Go upstairs.

- Who the hell are you to tell me what to do?

- Look, mister...

why do you

want to make trouble over a two-bit tart?

That's right, a tart.

And I'm not the only one who's had her.

So has every trail hand

and stumblebum in this town.

Bravo, Pablito! Bravo!

Let him go, please let him go!

They're breaking my place. No!

What are you doing, Luisa?

Let them fight!

They're only boys, let them fight for Luisa!

What are you doing, my little chicken?

They're breaking my place. Stop!

What are you doing, Luisa?

My darling, my little chicken.

No, let them fight, let them play.

Very good, Pablito!

Let me go!

Oh, my friend.

Amigo, do not waste good tequila.

Mi amigo, I think we'd better finish our drink

in another cantina.

- Oh, Luisa!

- Come back!

You dirty pig!

You're not going to get away like this!

You owe me money!

You tramp. You whore.

"Marry me, Pablo, marry me now!"

And all the time

with someone else's kid in your belly!

Pablo!

I could not help it.

He took me, he forced me.

I only wanted your child.

Believe me, it's not what Vicente says.

- Who was it? Who was it?

- I can't tell you. I can't. Don't ask me.

Bravo, Pancho, bravo.

The rurales will never chase anyone this far.

Anyway, I like better the rurales

than working for your brother.

Tell me, amigo, where are you headed?

I think I'll go up to the Rio Perdido.

You want to come along?

No, gracias. No trabajar for me.

- You'd rather steal them than catch them.

- S.

One question, amigo.

That fight back there in the cantina. Why?

Over a woman like that. It was loco.

S, it was loco.

Then why?

Because her name was Luisa.

Yes. I remember. Luisa Rojas.

You're a stranger, Julio.

God is the stranger, Padre.

We've come to put flowers on her grave.

Today was her birthday.

Papa, it's beautiful! Oh, thank you.

Happy birthday, Luisa. Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday, Luisa.

Happy birthday.

Come into church, you and Maria.

For words of comfort, Padre?

What words of comfort do you have

for an old man...

on a day such as this?

None, I'm afraid.

You'll have to find your own comfort, Julio.

But to find it, you must seek it.

Come to mass on Sunday, Julio.

Padre, I will make you a promise.

I will come back to mass again...

on the day that I can walk

through this churchyard...

and spit on the grave of Pablo Cardenas.

May he burn in hell!

Frank, help me!

Oh, no.

Frank? Help! Frank!

A fly on the wall.

Pretty funny.

Maj. Tanner has quite a sense of humor.

Yeah, he's a good man, Maj. Tanner.

He came up the hard way, you know.

Fought the Sioux...

and the Cheyenne...

and the Kiowa.

He knows what it means.

Before he left today...

I got the contract

to supply beef to Fort Harmony.

I'll get the remount contract, too,

when he gets settled down there.

You know something?

I can do Tanner a lot of good

and he knows it.

By the way, the Willises are moving out.

Frank was in my office this morning.

And he wanted me to buy his spread

right there and then, and move out.

But I'm going to let him sweat it out.

Kind of soften him up a little bit.

- Vince.

- Honey.

- Vince.

- What's the matter?

I wonder what the hell he wants.

- Good evening, John.

- What happened?

- The Willises.

- The Apaches again?

- Burned them up.

- Kill them?

- Frank.

- And Ruth?

- Not so lucky. They took her with them.

- Oh, God.

And you wanted him to sweat it out,

to soften him up.

Are you blaming me?

Come back.

Guys like Willis, they shouldn't be here.

They can't take care of themselves.

Well, with the soldiers at Fort Harmony,

maybe things will be different, huh?

What can one troop of cavalry do?

Get those red cutthroats.

You can't kill

all the Apaches in Arizona, Vince.

You know something, Mayfield?

You make me sick,

you and the rest of those bleeding hearts.

I think you should

take those bounty posters down, Vince.

- Do you?

- It's because of them Frank was killed.

- The Apaches have been leaving us alone!

- Leaving us alone?

They've just been waiting,

waiting to murder, to rob and to kill!

That's what they're like...

and you've been round here

long enough to know that!

You want to know something, Mayfield?

I think you're getting

just like everybody else around here.

Getting tired.

Maybe you've been a lawman too long.

Maybe you need another kind of a job.

Neck's broken.

Her horse, it must have thrown her.

Ought to make Forge River

by tomorrow morning, Miss Kate.

I was beginning to wonder

if we'd ever get there.

I bet your pa is thinking

the same thing right now.

Seor!

- Where's the wagon master?

- That's Ken Harper.

You'll find him up ahead,

scouting out a place to noon.

Gracias.

Paul Carden.

- Do you know him?

- I used to.

In a way.

Circle your wagons!

Circle your wagons!

We'll noon here!

Drive in your horses.

Mr. Harper!

I'd keep moving if I were you.

Seen some Apache smoke.

Could be up to something, but I'm not sure.

I wouldn't take any chances with Apaches.

Keep moving,

you could make town by dark.

Mister, we've been

on this trail for three months.

I'm not gonna scare

the daylight out of folks...

and keep moving all day without resting,

just because you saw some Apache smoke.

- Your wagons.

- That's right.

Circle the wagons.

All right, close them up.

Come on, drag in those horses.

Come on, move on!

- Paul!

- Circle those wagons in here.

- Hello.

- Kate Mayfield.

- Now get them moving out, come on.

- How are you?

I didn't recognize you.

I mean, the last time I saw you, you were...

Now...

It's been a long time.

Four years.

- What are you doing with this outfit?

- I just came back from going to school.

You've been back east all this time?

How's Forge River?

It's about the same, I guess.

I don't really know...

I haven't been there myself

for a couple of years.

I thought you knew about...

I mean, I thought maybe your father

would have written you about...

About what?

I've really got to be going.

I'm due up at the Rio Perdido.

Good seeing you again.

Injuns!

Mr. Harper, Injuns!

Get in your wagons.

Get those horses out of here.

Harper, you cannot outrun them.

We've got to get out. Pass the word. Move!

Harper. Mr. Harper, wait. Wait.

Wait, you'll get cut to pieces out there.

Paul, come here.

No, wait!

When I tell you to jump, do it.

You understand?

Jump!

Take him into Doc Radford's office.

Mayfield and the others are back.

Well?

Wiped out.

We buried them, the ones we could find.

- And your daughter?

- No sign of her.

Yeah?

It wasn't just a band of renegades

that hit that train.

- This could be the beginning of a real war.

- So?

Mr. Mayfield!

Kate.

Luisa Rojas?

The way I hear it,

Doc Radford found out after she was dead.

I always figured that Carden kid

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