The Outlaw Josey Wales

Get up, girl. Get up!

Whoa! Whoa.

Little Josey!

Come on in. Let's get you cleaned up.

Better go.

Whoa.

- Pa! Help! - Josey!

Josey! No, no!

Josey! No!

Josey!

Josey! No!

Josey! No!

Pa! Pa!

- No! - Pa!

Ashes to ashes...

dust to dust...

the Lord gives...

the Lord takes away.

The name's Anderson.

Bloody Bill is what they call me.

Redlegs?

You'll find them up in Kansas.

They're with the Union.

And we're going up there and set things aright.

I'll be coming with you.

All that a fella has to do

is ride into that Union camp down there,

raise his right hand and swear as such as you'll be loyal to the United States.

Then he can take up his horse again

and go home.

They gonna give us full amnesty then?

Yep.

Everyone else has done it but us.

We're the last of the holdouts.

I'm going in, boys. I've had enough.

Josey?

Better go with them, boy.

Are you coming with us, Josey?

I reckon not, Fletcher.

They'll be coming after you, Josey.

Yep.

There's nowhere you can go to get away from them.

I reckon that's true.

Well, good luck, Josey.

Put the rifle down too.

I'll be needing this for squirrels and such.

Put it down.

Kind of young, ain't you, kid, to be riding with this rabble?

Who you calling rabble, you blue scumbelly?

Hell, we showed these boys, anyway.

Lee might've had to surrender, but we sure as hell didn't, did we?

- Shut up, kid. - Yes, sir. You showed us.

Now get in line

before I kick you so hard you'll be wearing your ass for a hat.

Here's the man you asked for, sir.

- Hmm? Ah, Fletcher. Good to see you. - Senator.

Well done.

Thank you.

What the hell is this Redleg doing here?

You said regular federal authorities would be handling this.

Captain Terrill is the regular federal authority now.

Captain Terrill is a bloodthirsty son of a bitch!

He is a looter and a pillager!

He is the worst enemy those men have got!

Oh. The war's over.

Our side won the war.

Now we must busy ourselves winning the peace.

And, Fletcher, there's an old saying: To the victors belong the spoils.

Mm.

And there's another old saying, senator:

Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining.

Which side is this man on, senator?

Easy, Terril. He brought them all in, didn't he?

- All but one. - Who's that?

Josey Wales.

Josey Wales.

Captain Terrill, I want you to currycomb the countryside.

You beat the brush and root out everything disloyal

from a Shanghai rooster to a Durham cow!

We've got to clean up this country.

Now you take five men and go up there and get Josey Wales.

Captain Redlegs Terrill and five men against Josey Wales, eh?

We stopped those bushwhackers pretty good during the war, Fletcher.

Fletcher, you go with Captain Terrill, then.

Bring in this damn insurrectionist rebel.

Now, here.

Here's the money for bringing down the others,

and there'll be more for Josey Wales.

I've had enough of your money, senator.

Let Wales be.

Let me be.

I'm finished with you.

All right.

I want you men to raise your right hands.

What for?

So's you can pledge loyalty to the Union.

Hell, pledge loyalty to the Union?

You ought to have us turn around and bend over.

All raise your right hands so I can take your oath.

I pledge

that I will be loyal to the United States of America.

I pledge that I will be loyal

to the United States of America.

That I will, uh...

Let's see. I will abide by its law,

that I will never bear arms against it.

I will abide by its law,

that I will never bear arms against it.

And recognize

that it is one nation.

And recognize

that it is one nation.

- I ain't doing it. - Come on, kid.

Let's get this over with, damn it.

But I been thinking.

I think it's them who owes an apology.

And I further swear that, though I be murderous...

And I further swear...

Look! That's Josey!

Verminous, lying Missouri scum!

Damn you, senator!

You promised me those men would be decently treated.

They were decently treated.

They were decently fed,

and then they were decently shot.

These men are common outlaws, nothing more.

Run for it, Fletcher! It's a trap!

Josey, we best be on our way.

Get moving, boy.

Josey, they'll be coming after us.

We gotta take to that brush.

- You get going. - You can't get them all, Josey.

- That's a fact. - How come you're doing this, then?

'Cause I got nothing better to do.

Josey, Fletcher was in with them. It was a trap.

Fletcher?

Never would have figured that.

You dumb kid.

Josey, I gotta tell you something.

I'm scared of dying, Josey.

Move out!

You're going after him after all.

Fletcher, I'm giving you a commission.

Hound this Wales to kingdom come.

Hound him, senator?

A man like Wales lives by the feud.

Because of what you did here today, I've got to kill that man.

Well, he'll have to run for it now.

And hell is where he's headed.

He'll be waiting there for us, senator.

Don't hold back on account of me, Josey. I can ride.

I ain't holding back on account of you, you thick-headed grasshopper.

In the first place, if we ride out in the open,

there's enough posses over in South Missouri

to start another war.

And if we try riding instead of thinking,

well, we'll end up hanging by a rope by nightfall.

- Where we headed? - The Indian Nations.

It's a good place to hole up and get you healed up.

Then we'll go back, get Fletcher?

Right, boy.

Then we go back and get Fletcher.

There's some riders coming up behind us.

Get-- Get down here, boy. Lay across his neck.

Keep him down there.

Can you hear me, boy?

Now, if you see me get up, you stay there, understand?

If you hear shooting and me headed back north,

let back on that horse, he'll get up with you,

and you head south, now, you hear?

Whoa. Whoa.

You can let him up now, boy.

Let him up!

Get up, goddamn it!

Whupped them again, didn't we, Josey?

Whupped them again, boy.

Ten year I been ferrying Kansas Redlegs,

Union Cavalry, Missouri guerrillas,

you name it.

Mad dogs, them guerrillas.

You look sideways at them, pow,

they kill you.

- Sound like hard men to do business with. - You bet.

You know, in my line of work,

you gotta be able either to sing "The Battle Hymn of the Republic"

or "Dixie" with equal enthusiasm,

depending upon present company.

Can't say as I blame you for that.

Only good business to play it safe.

Yeah, well, thank God they all been disarmed now,

except for a few of the nastiest ones

who they're busy running down.

Well, where I'm going, they know how to handle that kind.

Where you headed?

I'm going to ply my wares down in Texas.

- Texas, huh? - Uh-huh.

How much for the ferry ride?

Ten cent.

By coincidence, I happen to have a bottle of this remarkable elixir

I could let you have for that exact amount.