Ambush at Tomahawk Gap

This is it.

It's ten minutes to nine. - Yes, sir, right on the dot.

You know I've been waiting for... - Shut up!

Ten minutes to ten you'll all be out of Twin Forks,

drunk or sober.

Don't come back. I make myself clear?

Five years in jail and we're getting shoved around.

You gonna let him get away with it?

Ain't you had enough, Kid? You gotta stay outta trouble.

Leave me alone!

How are we gonna get rid of him? Maybe you figure on doing it.

Maybe I could, McCord. - You're not thinking of losing me, are ya?

That brother of yours is gonna rot in jail like I did.

I'm bringing him back if I have to drag him by his heels.

He'll kill ya. - He'll have to.

Cut it out!

Well, what about some service?!

We're getting out of here. Kid, buy us up some horses and guns.

With what? They let you out of jail with ten lousy dollars.

What can you get for that? - Throw your watch in. It's worth something.

What do you want? - Whisky. - Everybody?

Yeah, everybody. Don't go with this, Kid, please.

Get yourself a job on the range.

You're really crazy in the head, ain't ya, Doc? Me quit now?

Why don't you leave me and Egan alone?

I've been waiting to do that for five years.

I ain't giving you that hour.

Get your horse, anything else you want...

You're getting out of town now.

I should've killed him.

Nice friends you got.

Well, counting the spilled whisky, you owe me $7 damage.

I got a Mexican saddle I paid $90 for in El Paso.

I need a horse and a rifle.

Hell, don't get much call for such a fancy rig as this.

It'd just sit here.

How about one of you?

What's that, mister? - Wanna buy a saddle?

I paid $90 for it.

Well, I don't know. All I've got's a mule

and a Sharps carbine with a busted primer, and $3.

I'll give you them for it.

I'm a poor man, mister. I'm just prospecting now.

You tell him, Burt.

I lost everything about a year and a half ago.

The Apaches fired my ranch, stole everything

and run off with all my cattle. - Alright, Marlowe.

I got a right to yell, ain't I, after Fort Sumter?

Lincoln ordered the soldiers out of this territory and Apaches ran wild.

He ain't interested in your troubles. - Let him tell me!

The whole place is infested with Apaches.

A man ain't safe 20 miles out of town. - I heard your offer.

Yeah?

I have a horse and a gun I would trade,

and a saddle good enough to ride anywhere.

I never had a saddle like this.

A man deserves a saddle like this once before he dies.

What about that $7?

Here's 10 and I'll take a bottle of whisky.

Alright, let's see that horse.

Well, one good thing, we lost McCord.

Think so? What happened there is only the beginning of your trouble.

You got so much advice, take some yourself.

Nothing much can happen to me, but you could get into something decent.

I ain't figured your brother waiting in Sonora with all that money.

You been sure for a long time, ain't ya?

How do you know he didn't run? - I know Frank.

Just like I know he won't let McCord get him.

I can just see Frank letting McCord take him back to clear his name.

"Would you tell the sheriff I had nothing to do with robbing the coach

and stealing $10,000? Honest, I was just minding my own business."

Minding his own business!

If you're worrying about Apaches, head toward Fort Yuma.

It's still open. About 70 miles southwest.

You know anything about watches? - What?

I made a deal on three horses and guns. Some fellas that rode out.

A real gold watch and $30.

I made a fine swapl You should've seen them horsesl

Where did you get this saddle?

It ain't stolen, if that's what's bothering you.

You know Frank Egan? - He owed me $60 in a poker game

up in Tomahawk Gap five years ago.

Somebody shot and killed him when they caught him cheating.

Five years ago? - 3rd of August, 1859

How do you happen to be so sure of the date?

Only time I ever had a royal flush

and everybody setting in, and they catch a man cheating.

I'd have cleaned up! You wouldn't forget it either, brother.

Everybody took something to square what Egan owed.

I took his saddle, somebody took his guns. - You!

I'm telling you the same thing I told your friends - don't come back.

Way they was riding them horses, they won't last three hours.

Where were they heading? - Torget Springs.

Do they know what they're doing? - They wanted a short cut to Sonora.

They'll have to take on Apaches. - Come on!

Maybe they'll kill each other off, save somebody the trouble.

How did it work? - Like a charm.

We give 'em maybe a day's start.

Come on.

I got a way to get us out of here.

Let 'em think they killed us. They want our scalps and our guns.

Wait until they come down and get their hands on us. - You're crazy!

How many bullets have you got?

What are we afraid of?

It ain't crazy at all. I'm for it. - Who cares? - I'm for it.

Me, too. - You don't like it, climb them rocks!

Keep your hand off that gun!

If you think I helped you out of this cos I wanted you live, you're crazy.

Frank Egan's dead.

You're lying. - Take a look at the saddle on my horse.

I got it from a man who saw him die.

Go look at it.

Satisfied? - If Frank's dead, there's no money. There ain't no money!

You didn't come to tell us that. - No.

Frank got shot in Tomahawk Gap the day we went to prison. He was broke.

A man don't die broke when he's got $10,000 to spend in Tomahawk Gap.

He never got to the money. - So, that's your idea?

You know where the money is, don't you?

If it's still there, we're getting it. - With me.

It's ours. You got no call on it. - Tell that to the posse.

Why didn't you tell them I was just a stranger you'd met up in the pass?

Figured having you, they wouldn't look for Frank. - Sure.

And I spend all them years in prison paying for it.

I was making $30 a month riding fence. That's 360 a year.

5 years makes $1800.

That's what Frank Egan owes me for serving his time.

Now he's dead and I'm getting my $1800.

What if we say no? - You ain't gonna say no.

You're leading me to my money and I ain't particular who does it.

Alright. There's enough money for all of us.

I know the country. We've got 60 miles of desert and mountains

on horses that ain't good enough to travel 20. - Which way we heading?

Southwest.

We came from here, that's Twin Forks.

This is Torget Springs.

We head 60 miles southwest across these mountains.

We travel at night, hole up by day. Walk our horse every three hours.

If we're lucky, we oughtta make it in two nights, maybe three,

if we don't run into more Apaches.

Get your guns.

It's a girl!

No, Kid!

Kill her! Go on, kill her! She tried to kill us!

Why kill her?

Who said we're gonna kill her?

Maybe there's more of them. See if you can make her talk.

You talk. Abla! Abla!

What are you talking to a no-good Apache for?! She won't talk!

She's no Apache. - We can't leave her here. She'll bring her whole village.

We're taking her with us.

I don't care what you do. Let's go.

Is it bad?

Just give me a little time here.

Just a little time. Sure. You'll be alright. We ain't leaving.

Who says we ain't gonna leave him? - I'm alright. I'll be alright.

It's 60 miles to Tomahawk Gap. I don't want you slowing us up.

I'll take care of him.

What's the matter? We've been in this together from the beginning!

Make up your minds! - I said I'd take care of him. He won't cause trouble.

Remember, the fiirst time you slow us up, you get dumped. - Come on, Kid.

We gotta go now!

Big man now.

Me and Egan.

Money, ain't getting money.

Can't shove me around. Ain't nobody gonna shove me around!

Nobody. Nobody. No more.

Easy there now. Easy.

You ain't gonna leave me! - No, easy.

Get some rest. That's all you need. - The money...

You've gotta help me. I didn't know his arm was gonna get that bad.

What do you want of me? We're gonna dump him, that's what we'll do.

He ain't even got a horse any more. - He's got mine.

You've gotta help me with him, please.

Just take a look at him, will ya?

Taking my money... Keep it all...

Taking what's mine. Ain't nobody here telling me what to do!

What do you think?

We ain't got nothing to work with. There's nothing we can do.

Get the money... Get the money...

Big man...

Natoe.

Natoe? - Natoe.

Tobacco. Tobacco?

Give us a tobacco.

Keep your hand off that gunl - Get awayl

There'll be no shooting. There's Apaches all over.

They can spot a gunshot for 20 miles. - I heard ya!

Easy, boy. She ain't gonna hurt ya.

She's helping ya. She's gonna make you well.

Oh, no.

That ain't no wound for a man to fret on, is it?

Aw, I wouldn't hurt you.

I guess we are like animals

Killing one another...

We never learn, we just go on killing one another.

You don't understand me, do ya?

That boy... If I could only help him...

If he'd only listen to me...

If I could only get him away from Egan.

I know I never made nothing of my life,