The Undefeated Page #3
- G
- Year:
- 1969
- 119 min
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Monsieur Petain,|hold up a minute there!
-Just for the record,|what are you payin'?|- Twenty-five dollars a head!
[ Thomas ]|Last month it was 35.
[ Chuckles ]|But this month it's $25 a head.
Well, these gentlemen have offered|to take the whole barrel, sight unseen!
- Is that correct?|- That's correct, Mr! Thomas!
- And what's your top offer?|- Thirty-five dollars a head, of course!
You just bought yourself a herd!|And you can tell Maximilian!!!
he won't find better animals between|Montezuma and the Canadian border!
Just a minute!
You're selling horses|to Maximilian!!!
in preference to your|own country's army?
No, I'm selling horses for $3 5|in preference to 25!
You two figured to make|$1 0 a head!
Are you calling us thieves?
Well, Mr! Parker, yes, that's|a pretty accurate description!
Wait a minute!|I didn't do anything!
You should've!
Read that message again,|Sergeant!
''Eighteen rolling units|with men, women and children!!!
''passed through Gladesville,|Texas, 1 0:20 p!m! this date!
''Suspected Confederates!|Probable destination, Mexico!
Detain, search and turn back!''
[ Imitating Bird Call ]
What do you make of that?
It seems I've heard that bird|before, sir, at Missionary Ridge!
And if I'm not mistaken,|that's a gray-bellied sapsucker!
[ Horse Neighing In Distance ]
[ Imitating Bird Call ]
[ Imitating Bird Call ]
The river! Come on!
[ Man ]|Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
[ Indistinct Shouting,|Whooping, Whistling ]
Get your weapons!
Real sorry, Miss Ann!|We didn't plan things this way!
Let 'em go, Sergeant!
McClarty, Gibbs!|Turn 'em loose! Let 'em go!
Giddap! Hyah!
[ Indistinct Shouting ]
[ Cheering, Whooping ]
- Sir, I don't mean to--|- I know, Sergeant!
But if I can't have the whole dog,|I don't want the tail!
Yes, sir!
We'll probably cross 'em|at the old monastery, Eagle Pass!
Bon. Well, if we do not|see each other again,
then we will rendezvous|on the plain at Durango!
- Bon courage, Monsieur.|- Thank you!
They are fine-looking|animals, Mr! Thomas!
- The emperor will be pleased!|- I hope he is!
But whether he is|or whether he isn't,
you have the money there|when the horses arrive!
What's troubling you?
Cavalry's comin' from Fort Clark!
Damn government agents!
Can they stop us?
Not if we get across|that river, they can't!
Let's take 'em to Mexico!
Let's go!
Well, what are you waitin' for?|Stop 'em!
Stop 'em!
We'll be mighty proud to stop 'em,|Mr! Giles-- all 1 2 of us--
just as soon as you tell us|how to go about it!
Next!
Mr! McCartney, when|are we gonna have some meat?
Right now, if you want it!
Belly cheater!
High Bred, you know|what good food is, don't you?
You mangy old cat!
- Hey, McCartney!|- Mister McCartney!
There's somethin' crawlin'|in these beans!
Well, you can speak to it,|but don't play with it!!!
or else the others'll want one|in their beans too!
Hold that plate!
Yes, sir, I can just feel|that money in my pocket right now!
What are you gonna do with it|when you get it?
Well, I had to give that|a lot of good thought,
but I somehow ain't come to set|right down on the notion yet!
[ Man ] I know what I'm gonna buy me--|some pack animals and traps.
Whatever's left over,|I'm gonna get drunk!
And if I ever sober up again,|I'm headin' for the Rockies!
Well, that might be fine|for you, Whitt,
but me bein'better bred,|I got higher ambitions.
Like what?
Like building a small library|under a big elm someplace!
Me and High Bred's gonna go to St! Louis|and open up a little cathouse!
[ High Bred Meows ]
- Everything quiet out there?|- Would you believe it,John Henry?
- I had to wake two of the men!|- Let's hope it stays that way!
You ain't expectin' trouble,|are you,John Henry?
Trouble? Well, let's see!
We got Maximilian on one hand!!!
and Juarez on the other|and bandits in between!
On top of that,|we're Americans in Mexico!!!
taking a cavy ofhorses|to a very unpopular government.
How come you didn't|tell us that aforehand?
How come you didn't ask me?
John Henry, there's a box canyon|about four miles from here!
- Enough forage to fill 'em?|- No, sir, but|there's enough to hold 'em!
There's somethin' else!|I rode across two trails!
One was wagons and horses!|The second trail was many riders--
The second trail ran|just down the side of the first!
Well, if you were to tell me|that a year ago!!!
in Virginia or Tennessee,|I'd suspect ambush!
It looked that way to me!
- Short Grub!|- Yo!
There's forage and water about|four miles ahead in a box canyon!
Move 'em in there and|hold 'em till we get back!
Where are you going,John Henry?
I don't believe it!
Pick up that bucket!
Well, howdy, Sergeant Newby!
Save your ''howdy''|for later,Jamison!
Right now let me see you|start currying that horse!
- Yes, sir!|-Just like old times, eh, Newby?
Just like old times,|Colonel!
Riders approachin'
Two riders a-comin'!
Margaret!
We have company!
Good afternoon!|My name's Thomas!
We're drivin' a herd|of horses south,
just over the hill!
I'm ColonelJames Langdon!|Mr! Thomas, what can I do for you?
Well, it isn't|what you can do for us!
We came to warn you that you're|probably riding into a bandit ambush!
Well, how do you|happen to know that?
Well, Blue Boy here|is a full-blooded Cherokee!
When he suspects somethin',|you usually get it.
There's 40 to 60 riders|moving parallel to you,
just out of sight.
Waitin' until we get|into those hills?
That'd be my guess!
- What did you say your name was?|-John Henry Thomas!
Don't I know you|from somewhere?
To my knowledge, Colonel,|we've never met before!
[ Sighs ] Well, we appreciate|the warning, sir!
It's late! Will you and your friend|join us for supper, stay the night?
Best offer we've had all day!
[ Bugle Call ]
There's nothin'|like a full stomach!!!
for facin' the unknown future!
Well, I hate to be|persistent, Colonel,
but, uh, I think|the future is pretty certain!
I fully agree!
I think they'll give you|a couple of days to get up into|the hills before they strike!
If this was my outfit, I'd hold|right here and make them come to me.
[ Langdon ]|That's good thinkin'
I've never yet let the enemy choose|the sight ofhis own destruction.
- I like to play in my yard!|- What are these bandits after?
Gold, horses!!! women!
We had an experience or two|with 'em before the... war.
Were you, perchance,|in the war, Mr! Thomas?
Yes, Captain, I was!
Would it be brash and|presumptuous of me to ask!!!
which side you were on,|Mr! Thomas?
Well, I favor to think that|I was on the right side, Mrs! Langdon!
I detect a shadow of animosity|towards my question!
Could it be that you|were a Yankee soldier?
What a question to ask a man!
Yes, ma'am,|I was a Yankee soldier!
Mr! Thomas!!!
I'm about to make my rounds|before I turn in tonight!
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