The Man from the Alamo Page #2

Where's my wife and son?

I bury them over there, Seor,

beside my father.

What do you do now, Seor?

- I'm going back to the Alamo.

A lot of Mexicans are going to pay

for this. - Seor,

it was not Mexicans who did this.

It was Americans.

You and your father been

with my family a long time, Carlos.

My wife and my son and I,

we loved you very much.

It's no time now to start lying

to protect your people.

I'm not lying. They have Mexican

uniforms, but they are not Mexican.

I hide in the hills and watch.

Sometimes they are right beside me.

I do not lie, Seor.

Wade's guerrillas.

- You know who they are?

Yeah, maybe I do.

Come on, Carlos, we gotta find

somebody to take care of you.

Sam Houston! What brings you

to Franklin? - Hello, Fred.

I've got bad news.

You want to gather the people?

With the General's permission, sir,

it's my wife. - Go ahead, son.

Oarling...

- Oaddy! Oaddy!

How's the big man of the house?

Oo everything your mother told you?

Folks, the Alamo has fallen.

What about the garrison, Sam?

Travis, Bowie... - They're all dead.

I asked them to hold out

as long as they could. And they did.

They've given us time

to recruit more men. But now

Santa Anna's army is free to move,

and they're sweeping across Texas.

Franklin may be next on their list.

My troops are just outside town.

We're going to try

to head him off at Gonzales. Meanwhile

I want you to evacuate all women

and children and men over 60.

This detachment will accompany them.

This is a black day for Texas.

But I can assure you of one thing.

No one shall ever forget the Alamo.

Get everyone alerted. The wagon train

must leave as soon as possible.

Good luck to everyone.

- Good luck to you, sir.

Unbelievable. Every single man killed.

No, not all of them.

Travis gave everybody

a chance of leaving.

One man took it.

A man by the name of John Stroud.

Come on, honey.

Excuse me, Ma'am, who's the fella

you talk to around here?

Gage. He runs the newspaper.

The man down there with one arm.

Thank you, Ma'am. Come on, son.

Mr. Gage? You got a mission school

or some place I can leave a child?

Afraid you're out of luck. - Soon

there won't be anything left here.

Santa Anna's coming, so we're leaving.

- Where you going? - To Nacogdoches.

Could someone on the wagon train

take care of the boy?

Him?

- Yeah, what's wrong with him?

Well, he's a Mexican.

We're at war with them, you know?

Oidn't know we were at war with kids.

- Why not look after him yourself?

That's not fair. This man

certainly wants to join the army.

I'll look after him, Ma.

There'll be no charge.

What's your name?

- Carlos.

What are those bells for?

- For the men in the Alamo.

What about the Alamo? - It's fallen,

and every man in it was killed.

What are you doin' here? - I could ask

you the same thing. - I have orders.

Those orders can come in handy, eh?

- Are you the John Stroud

who left the Alamo?

- That's right.

Hey folks! Gather round! Gather round!

This here is the man

that left the Alamo.

My man was there.

- So was mine.

But I can be proud he didn't run away.

- He had a reason to leave.

And I thought

you wanted to join the army.

Maybe I did. - Which one? I'm sure

Santa Anna would be glad to have you.

Mr. Gage. - One of the privileges

I enjoy is choosing who I talk to.

You don't have to talk to me,

just answer yes or no.

Oo you know the names of the families

on this wagon train? - Yes.

Is there a Mapes, Kaye,

Billington, Hawes? - No.

Thanks.

I don't know, but it seems to me

that the air here is pretty foul.

Look, Carlos,

you stay here. Be a good kid.

You know, maybe the kid's right.

He must've had a reason.

The way the people here feel, you'd

better watch how you defend that man.

Now wait a minute boys,

I ain't tryin' to defend him.

I reckon I'm as good a Texan

as any of you.

All right, you soldiers,

take him down and lock him up.

Seor Stroud! That's one of the men

who were in the Mexican uniforms.

Are you sure? - You think I forget

the man who killed my father?

Stroud, you better get out of town.

Maybe I like it here. - I don't care

what you like. Get out of town!

What'll we do with him?

- Let's string him up! - A rope, Ed!

Stand back, everybody!

We'll have no lynchings in Franklin.

I'll try to get you out of here alive,

Stroud. Get on your horse and go.

I got business here. - Get out or I'll

throw you in jail. - I'm not leaving.

You're not only a coward, Stroud.

You're a fool.

Get on. Get his hat there.

Sort of gave you

a rough time, didn't they?

Oid the same to me.

Got an awful lot of law in this town.

Seems like.

- My name's Oawes. What's yours?

Stroud.

So you're the guy who quit the Alamo.

What I heard,

there wasn't much use in stayin'.

Man's a fool to buck a game

if the cards are stacked against him.

A lot of guys didn't feel that way.

- They ain't walkin' around, either.

What you figure on doin'

when you get out of here?

Get myself hung.

- I mean if you don't get hung.

Maybe do what a lot of others

are doing. Join the Mexicans.

What do you mean by that?

Thought you were smart enough

to figure that out. - Maybe I am.

A lot of good men on the Mexican side.

- I heard of some.

As long as we understand each other.

- I figure we do.

Fine. Let's figure a way

to get out of this place.

It's been done before.

- How? - You'll see.

Beth, Kate, hurry up!

We're almost ready to go.

I've got the money from the vault.

Where do you want it? - Put it here.

Ready? - Just about. - Alright men,

check your equipment. Ready to roll!

Shame we have to leave here so soon.

- Yeah, I'd sure like to be here

when they break Stroud out of jail.

- That's one hanging I'd like to see.

Hey, maybe that's them now. - Who are

you expecting? - Friends of mine.

It's just some kid.

- Maybe it's a friend of mine.

I didn't know you had any.

Wagon train is leaving now, Seor.

The soldiers go with it.

You better go back. - I'll not leave

you. You are my father now.

They say after the wagon train goes,

they will take you out and hang you.

Nobody's gonna hang me, boy.

Carlos, the wagons are leaving.

- I'll not go!

I'm your father now, right? - Yes.

And a good son always obeys

his father, right?

That is true. - Then go with the lady.

- But they will kill you. - No.

You're going to obey him, aren't you,

Carlos? - Please take care.

Be good to the boy.

Where'd you pick up the kid?

- He's an orphan. - And a Mex.

What's wrong with that?

- Nothing.

Maybe that answers something

I've been wondering about you.

You said you wanted

to get out of here.

I don't see any future in stayin'.

You ever hear of Jess Wade?

What about him?

He don't like Texans. - What I hear,

they don't like him, either.

That gives you something in common.

He's paying Franklin a visit,

soon as those wagons and soldiers are

gone. - What's that got to do with me?

We could always use another man.

- Maybe Wade won't see it that way.

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