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Abahachi! My brother!

Quick, hugs! My, what a surprise!

I didn't expect you!

I totally didn't pick up.

And who is that handsome

young man you brought?

Want to introduce us?

Welcome to Powder Rosa Ranch!

Twin brother Winnetouch, blood bruder

Ranger, blood brother, twin brother!

Antother brother!

Dangit!

I am out of splenda. Anyway.

One "Peach Fizz", no firewater...

For our patient a "pina colada".

Or would you rather like Prosecco?

To us! We won't meet again

that young! Cheers!

I am sooo curious.

Do tell me,

how did the two of you meet?

Well, Ranger was a greenhorn.

Wow! A greenhorn?

Then he saved my life.

And we said,

let's do blood brothers.

Really, with scoring?

Yes.

You guys are fierce! But you've

always been a crazy chick!

That's why Abahachi became chief,

eben though I had the privilege,

cause I was born 2 minutes earlier.

But all that silly shouting and bang-bang

and arrows and shooting and the noise...

I wanted to be pearl diver,

but I cannot hold my breath long enough.

Now I am the owner of this beauty ranch,

the "Powder Rosa Ranch". Do you like it?

What? Yes! Very lovely!

Winnetouch! We need your help!

Guys, we'll ride on. Get on!

We don't want to ride on!

We are tired!

Who said that?

John did! John did!

Yes! We saw him!

So, you're tired, John.

Ok, go to bed. Everybody else: get on!

Oh dang! Assshole! Stupid pig!

What do you say?

Good night, John!

Mesdames et Messieurs.

My part of the map.

I knew I could rely on you!

Yeah, I am a pack rat.

I even keep your old toys.

Your Apache puppet tent.

You played with puppets as a kid?

What? No puppets!

And? Can you already see something?

Yes, but not enough.

Too bad! Now what do we do?

Let's have a drink after that shock.

Another lychee limes?

Hm? No, thanks, Willi... Winnetouch!

Do you recall by chance to whom

I gave the other two pieces?

Well, to the Greek and to Ushi!

Ah! Yes...

Of course! The Greek! Uschi!

We'll have to find them, with the

Shoshones breathing down our necks.

We're interested in your rad horse!

We shouldn't have traded

the pony and the folding chair.

Stop whining.

That squeaking is annoying.

Let the men sing a song.

No! I am not wearing that!

It's itching!

With that I'll look like a maggot!

Ok, I'll explain it again.

Ranger will ride to Uschi

in Rosewell City.

I'll try to find the Greek.

You'll pretend you're me

to throw the Shoshones off our trail.

Well, I smell totally different than you!

Right!

If everything works out,

we'll meet in the Thunder valley

at the dandelion at the old basswood,

where the sun kisses the squirrel.

I'll never find that.

Just a sec!

What if one of us suddenly gets sick?

Ok. If anything goes wrong

we'll meet back here

at Powder Rosa Ranch.

Go there, come back, kiss basswood,

ride back and forth...

Why not just stay here

and I cook a nice dinner?

I can't shoot and fight anyway!

I'm afraid your, err our brother

needs a crash course.

Lesson 1:
Stalking.

Suitable branches are very important.

Tree, bush, or twig.

Stalking is most fun on even ground.

Smooth, rhythmical movements make

for quick and unnoticed progress.

Indians have stalking in their genes,

however, everybody develops

their own style eventually.

Lesson 2:
Close combat.

Rule of thumb:

Lefties use their left fist,

righties use the other one.

Precise targeting increases

the chances for a hit.

Lesson 3:
War paint.

War paint has a long tradition

and is used to scare the enemy.

Abstract war paint is frequently met

with lack of understanding and intoleration.

Lesson 4:
Riding.

Anticipatory riding is mandatory

for the athletic rider!

The horse is both a status symbol

and provides mobility in the Wild West.

Opinions diverge regarding women at the wheel.

Lesson 5:
Pipe of peace.

This symbolic act of reconcilation

is also called "chill out after battle".

Precise measurements are crucial.

Too much or the wrong stuff can

have undesired side effects.

Last but not least: Shooting.

The showcase of all skill!

High tech! Man and machine

must form one entity.

Choice of weapon and caliber

must form one entity.

Choice of weapon and caliber

is crucial for the shooter.

We'll leave at sunrise!

They are down there, boss!

Good. Don't lose sight of them.

Post guards.

Yes, post guards.

Post guards!

Post guards!

Hombre.

Yes?

Go ahead and brew coffee.

What is that?

A hot, caffeinated beverage.

My father!

He was still young back than.

Always in a good mood. A crazy dog.

He was still young back than.

Always in a good mood. A crazy dog.

He was fluent in French.

How come?

We don't know. I also got

the long hair from him.

Who is that?

That's Winnetouch.

With Leatherstocking.

And this is Uschi.

What a woman!

Back in the day she left the tribe

to become a singer in Rosewell City.

What is that?

Someone is brewing coffee.

The shoshone make coffee?

Winnetouch go hide!

They must not see us together!

We are trapped!

Surprise!

What is that?

My little secret tunnel!

Takes you straight to a bush.

Are you guys Shoshones?

Indians!

Indians!

Quick, follow him!

We'll get him!

Yes, I'll cut him off!

Don't let the redskin get away.

Don't shoot, we need him alive!

My brother.

My brother.

What do you think why I pulled you over?

Are you a photographer?

Careful, young man!

I don't have to do this friendly!

Did you soup up that horse?

It's my brother in law's horse.

And what's the reason for the hurry?

The Shoshones, you know...

They unburied the folding chair.

The folding chair.

Well, Mr... Ranger.

Please blow here.

0,0 blood alcohol! Golly!

Nobody managed to pull that off yet!

Have a good ride!

Hiya!

I think I see a mirage!

Dimitri!

Abahachi!

Bless you!

It really is you!

Look, friends, this is Abahachi,

the famous chief Apache,

warrior and brother of Ranger.

You'll be the hero in my new book.

Who's he?

Karl May. Only silly things in his head.

Say, how did you find me?

You're mentioned in the travel guide.

Let's have a drink to that!

No. I need to talk to you!

It's about our little secret.

Hellas!

Are you talking about

our map treasure?

A book about an Indian treasure!

Good one!

Where is the treasure map?

The map?

Ranger has it.

Oh god. I am tattling too much.

And where is that Ranger?

Shopping!

Listen up, Abahachi, chief of the...

Apache!

Thanks, Hombre.

No problem, boss.

Even my patience has its limits.

My men are mean, brutal, and very lonely.

They could hurt you really bad.

An indian doesn't know pain.

We lack those enzymes!

Ow, ow, ow!

Ow! Ow!

Ok, that's enough!

Well, Abahachi? Will you now tell

where Ranger went?

Yeah, great, now you got me.

He went to meet Uschi!

That Uschi?

Yes. Now untie me.

I am not playing anymore.

No can do, Abahachi.

We need you as a hostage!

You're soo mean!

Hombre, you stay here

and guard our chief.

If we don't return within 2 days,

finish him off.

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