Navajo Joe Page #4

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Here we are, beautiful.

Go on, move. Get!

Barbara, they did it.

All right.

You want to finish your

days as sheriff?

Or are you gonna tell me?

Where's the money?

I don't know. I swear to you.

- But you let him get away.

- I don't know.

- No, I assure you.

- Come on, you know where. Start talking.

I swear. I don't know. I swear.

I swear to you.

All I know is that the telegraph gave

the alarm for the fire at Pyote.

You're all in danger. The

soldiers will be here.

Then get going. Go on.

You shoot, Jeff.

Did you all hear that outside?

Now it's time for three

more of you.

And if you don't decide to

talk, I'll kill you all.

One way or another.

Do you hear me?

One way or another.

Duncan, why are we

wasting time?

Let's kill them all and

get out of here.

Enough of this business.

What else can we do?

We better go back before the

army is all over us.

We'll leave exactly when I say

so, is that clear?

And I ain't leaving till I learn

what they did with it.

The soldiers will find a town

full of corpses.

I'm a man of God and I wouldn't

lie to save my own life.

We don't know anything about

the Indian or the money.

You've killed my daughter and

nothing matters to me anymore.

If I knew anything, I'd tell you.

What's happening?

They've let the horses loose. And

here's a message from the Indian.

It was attached to an arrow.

We saw shadows and we attacked,

but he got away.

But they left your horse behind.

And where's the money?

It says in this note. He wants

it read aloud.

It's addressed to your attention.

Where is the money?

On the locomotive.

If he hears another shot,...

he'll get on the train and take

it away with him.

Without horses, there's no way out.

We'll see.

Jeffrey, take my horse and ride

fast to the station.

If you find the money, blow the

train whistle three times.

Then take off alone for Hot Springs.

We'll join you with the train.

Right away.

But why just him alone?

Because I say so!

We'll wait right here.

And if it's a trap,...

and none of this is true,...

I'm gonna set the church on fire

with all of you in it.

But for what reason?

That message is proof we know

nothing about it.

Speak to your heart. I

beg this of you.

Nobody ever had mercy on me.

When I was a boy they beat me,...

even called me bastard.

I didn't cry and I couldn't

fight back.

So that began my revenge

to get back at them.

Brought out my hatred for the

Indians, like my mother.

And to kill white people,

like my father.

My father, a preacher like

you, a minister.

Bred by mercy.

But I got a bad break when

somebody killed him

and beat me to the punch.

The signal! He found the money.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Let's go, you guys.

Thank you, Duncan.

For mercy and sparing our lives.

Look at that. They're

all going away!

Come on, hurry.

- Let me on.

- Let's get up.

- Give me a hand.

- Come on.

- All right, let's go.

- Hurry up.

- Everybody on there.

- All right.

- Move it out. Come on.

- All right.

Make this old crate move. We

have to reach Jeffrey fast.

You heard him, boys!

Look! The Indian.

What is it?

- Why are you shooting?

- Duncan! The Indian!

He's in front of the train. I

recognize his horse.

Come on, feed it some coal! We're

gonna catch that pig.

Come on, move!

He's yours, Duncan. Get him now.

Jeffrey.

I got to the train,...

found the cash, but the Indian

came from behind.

You, Sancho, come with me.

Duncan, hold it a minute.

Who knows where he's hiding?

We may be walking into a trap.

Go on, hero. Move.

It looks like a mine.

Go on.

Both of us.

You dig in here. Keep a look out.

Nobody.

Now we got him, behind the

rocks over there.

Duncan,...

we're in the open here.

He'll pick us off easy.

Get moving!

But I don't want to be killed.

Move, I said.

I'm getting out of here, and to

hell with the money!

Get back here!

Come back, you coward!

You won't escape now, redskin.

You sweating?

You all ready to give up now?

Come on out, Indian.

Come on out, you're finished.

You're through.

I'm too smart to fall

for that trick.

Come on out, Indian! It's all over.

I'll pin your scalp to my saddle!

That's foryou, filthy,

stinking Indian.

Come on, Indian. Come on out.

Or would you rather not come out

and rot for killing Jeffrey?

Damn you, Indian.

Face it, Indian. I outsmarted you.

Throw down your belt.

There you are.

You won.

You're real smart, hombre.

Why did you follow me?

Because you want to kill me?

I know you're a bounty killer.

You want to have my bounty. But you

can have the money, if you want.

But let me live.

You killed my brother.

Broke up my gang.

Let me live.

This belonged to my woman.

Do you remember her? Huh?

Okay.

You're gonna pay for her life.

It's our money.

The Indian kept his promise.

Where is he?

Who cares? The money is

all that counts.

- Take his horse to the corral.

- No!

Let him go.

He knows where to go.

Go back to him.

Go.

Go.

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