The Rebel

Must be one of those writin' fellas.

You done good boy, real good.

Always gotta make the breaks count, we Dawsons.

That's the difference between feeling your blood

or being fit for a pine box.

Like Pa used to say.

Did you ahh, kill that deputy?

Well when his horse tripped, I jumped him and got his gun.

Did ya kill him?

Don't know.

It was pitch black.

Emptied a gun at him though.

I got away, that's the important thing.

$500 on my head and a hard rope waitin' to twist my neck.

They had me sure.

But I got away.

We sure aren't easy to take, are we Calley?

No.

Hurt much?

A mite.

Was them horses, the deputy's and mine,

if they hadn't scattered durin' the tussle

I wouldn't of had to hunt you up on foot.

What're we gonna do now, Calley?

We're gonna get this bullet out first thing.

Seems like every time I take a step it digs in deeper.

Empty.

You still got that knife, boy?

Yeah, Calley, I still got it.

Well, what you waitin' for?

I don't know?

Ain't nothin' to know,

'sept we gotta get this bullet outa here.

Yessir, Calley.

Well?

Woody, looks like that judge that adopted you

didn't do right by you.

It's like he took away some of your nerve.

Come on, we get this bullet outa my leg and I get up

and around you know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna put the sun in your pocket.

Since Ma and Pa died, you went off to fight for the Blues,

it's been a long time.

I know a lot more now then I did then too.

Like what?

People.

Once they start doggin' ya they never stop.

They just keep on doggin' ya and doggin' ya.

I learned somethin' else too when I went in the army.

When they gave me my gun, weren't no huntin' gun neither,

it was a killing gun.

I learned you got to be fast.

Woody, remember this, all you got comin'

is all that you can take.

Seems like the first thing I remember about you

is how fast you were.

Every time I got in trouble,

there you were, like lightenin'.

Water over the dam.

Hey, remember when we were kids, we used to watch Pa

grubbin' in the field, hoistin' rock and rootin' the soil.

And how I always promised him someday I'd get him a ranch

with horses and cattle and grazin' land.

Well there's just two of us now.

You and me, that's all.

And all them big, bright, relaxin' things we used to talk

about, we're gonna have 'em as soon as I get outa this fix.

You and me, we're family again.

The Brothers Dawson, just like I promised.

Well, before I start, why don't you clean this

and I'll get you some water.

Good idea.

Remember me?

Oh you don't, huh?

You pistol a man and then you steal his horse and his gun,

everything that makes ya a candidate for a lynchin' party

and you don't remember.

Now you can't tie me to that.

I can tie you to it all right and your brother too.

Yeah.

I know.

I know he's hidin' out.

I was up there.

But I always thought you were Judge Plane's son.

I saw you in town with him.

Only the last couple of years.

I come in on a wagon train, took sick,

so he and his wife took me in.

And this is how you're payin' him back, huh?

He's my brother and he's in trouble.

Well you're right, boy, more than he bargained for.

Now we're takin' a little walk.

Mister, you go up there, you don't stand a chance.

That The Calley Kid up there.

There isn't a faster gun in the world.

I'm takin' back what's mine

and with a scatter gun you don't have to be fast.

Look mister, what I took from ya, I'll pay you back.

Just leave us be and somehow I'll pay you back.

You really care for me, you'll help me get his gun

and let the law take care of him.

They'll hang him sure.

Let's go.

Come on, boy.

Now we're goin' up but don't force me to shoot ya.

Let's go.

You see him?

No, be careful.

He's got a scatter gun.

The bushes, noise.

Hold it.

Right there.

Give it to him, butt first.

Calley, you all right?

Just fine now.

Empty.

That leg givin' you trouble, huh?

Yeah, we better get to work on it now.

Move.

Come on.

Sit, sit.

Woody.

Don't spook out on my now, boy.

Do like I done to you that time

you got knife slashed, remember?

Come on.

I'm sorry, Cal.

Give me the knife.

Now I'm gonna give you this gun.

I want you to feel it, hold it, like it's your blood,

like it's your best friend.

And I want you to hold it on him, steady.

How are you with a knife, Reb?

You better be good.

Because my brother ain't got much stomach for it

and right now neither do I.

I figure you do.

You've seen enough of it in the war.

I'm gonna give you this knife

and you're gonna dig this bulelt outa me.

And I better come out of it all right.

And nothin' better go wrong

'cause if anything does, you just,

you're just one blast away

from meetin' your maker, right Woody?

All right, doctor, dig.

It's okay, Calley, it's all right.

Did you get it out?

Calley, you all right?

Just fine now.

Think you'll be able to move around?

If I have to.

What're you called, Reb?

Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

You got a strong spine, Yuma.

I like the way you use it.

Puts me in mind of a, of a bulldog we once owned.

Remember old Pug, Woody?

Yeah.

I got one, one simple question to ask you, Yuma.

How bout throwin' in with us?

I got plans for me and the boy, big plans.

What kind of plans?

Rob another bank, kill another man?

Now see, you don't cotton to, to the idea, huh?

No.

Well what are you interested in?

Bringing you in.

You hear that, boy?

You know what that kind of notion leads to, Yuma?

An epitaph.

The last word.

I don't understand you, Yuma.