Land Raiders Page #5

in my life as a lawman.

I couldn't even save enough money

to pay your stage fare back east.

So Vince Carden owns me, too.

Is that what you're trying to say?

Well, don't. Because it isn't true.

I wasn't yours to sell.

Kate.

Hurry up, John.

I'm not going.

All right.

I'll see you later.

Goodbye, ma'am.

I knew I never should have been a lawman.

The first time I pinned this badge on me,

I stuck myself.

Father.

Paul. My father's not going.

You're a little late, don't you think?

If you had said something in the saloon,

you might have stopped them.

Maybe I still can.

You hit them from here.

We'll come up from the riverbank.

We'll probably only find kids and squaws.

The bucks are off with Juantez.

All right,

you fought with Col. Chivington, Major.

Remember what he told his men

at Sand's Creek?

"Kill them all, big and little. Nits make lice."

All right?

You hear that?

Carden, we've done enough.

Kill them! Every one of them!

Sound recall.

Recall!

Come back!

Come on, Vince, let's get out of here.

God!

- We can't make it.

- Well, we're gonna find out.

The Apaches ain't gonna

take this lying down.

There'll be hell to pay.

I'm getting out till it's over.

Whisky.

- We did all right.

- We made one mistake.

When we finished off that camp we should

have gone after Juantez and his bucks.

Yeah, well.

Too bad these cavalry boys

have got cold feet.

By the way, where is the Major?

Waiting for you at your office.

Him and his men are

staying in town, just in case.

In case of what?

The Apache do something.

He's scared. You're all scared.

You don't want to fight for what's yours,

why the hell don't you get out?

Someone get the doctor.

Father!

Get Doc Radford, quick!

- Give me a hand, please.

- Father?

Make a light.

Hello, Major.

Enjoying my liquor?

What are you easing,

your nerves or your conscience?

It'll take more than a drink to do either.

First time I've ever seen so many people

so upset for a few stinking Indians.

Nobody put a gun to your head

to make you come along.

No.

Well, if you want to bellyache, get the hell

out of here and do it somewhere else.

All weak-kneed sons of b*tches.

- Is he still unconscious?

- Yeah.

Do not worry.

The doctor will fix him up fine.

What are you thinking?

- Just then?

- S.

I was just thinking about the night

you hurrahed the town.

Remember?

What are you celebrating?

- When is your birthday?

- Not until next August.

Then happy birthday next August!

I loved it.

It was the best birthday party I've ever had.

Paul, I'm frightened.

He's awake. He wants you.

- I'll look in later.

- Good.

I want you to know the truth.

I was filling my canteen at Jasper's Creek.

I heard voices.

You must help me.

You need not worry, I have not told anyone.

Only Paul knows.

I had to tell him.

- Paul knows what?

- That I'm going to have a baby.

But that's all I said, Vicente.

Very soon everyone's going to notice.

What can I say?

I don't give a damn what you say.

It's your kid.

Just don't try and say

I had anything to do with it...

or you'll wish to hell you'd never been born.

Filthy cholo.

You think I'm some Apache squaw you can

spit on when you are through with her?

I'll tell everyone.

I'm going to tell the whole town.

I am not afraid of you.

I'm going to tell.

Everybody's going to know.

Luisa Rojas is going to have a child

of Vicente Cardenas...

the brother of the man

she was supposed to marry.

I'm going to tell everyone.

You'll see, I'll tell. I will say it.

I will say it.

You'll see, I'll say it, I'll tell...

He was in one of his blind rages.

I was afraid to interfere.

Afraid for myself.

Paul.

You killed her.

What?

Luisa.

Hey, Carney, here.

I'll kill you!

Get Carney!

Hey, Carney! Let's get the hell...

Barker, Lane, Picerni, come with me.

Get that powder out of here.

Unhitch those horses.

It's gonna blow, get out of here!

No!

Father.

Father.

Fall back, men. Fall back!

How do we get out of here?

- We don't.

- What?

Paul.

Paul. Come on, Paul.

Please.

Paul.

I came as soon as I could.

- Vince...

- I know.

And Papa, too.

He went to sleep just before the attack.

He didn't wake up.

It's as if he knew that...

As if he knew everything was over.

- If you'd like to...

- No.

I said goodbye to him a long time ago.

Paul.

You and Vince.

Tell me.

It can't make any difference now, can it?

What did he do to make you hate him so?

Martha, why did you marry him?

Because I loved him.

Isn't that enough to remember?

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