:30:04
While you're sleeping,
I'll move your possibles over to my tent.
:30:09
Pete Britton was scouting with C troop.
:30:12
Wintered with old Pete once
up on the Divide. Ornery cuss.
:30:17
Them indians you took that pennant offen.
:30:20
- Dead Indians?
- Finally.
:30:36
- Hi, Pete.
- Hi, Hondo.
:30:38
Broke my heart when I heard you made it.
:30:40
Your pap know you started out
against this so-called whiskey?
:30:43
I ain't seen him for a month.
:30:45
I know you haven't. Come here,
I got a message for you.
:30:47
Leave him be, Hondo,
I can't make no money scouting.
:30:49
Aw, these other fellows'll excuse you.
Come on over at the bar.
:30:52
I won't. I'm out almost $100.
:30:56
- That figures, with Buffalo in the game.
- Wait a minute.
:31:00
These shirts are hard to come by.
:31:07
- What'd you hit me for?
- 'Cause I know you.
:31:10
Leather it.
:31:13
No, don't leather it.
:31:24
No wonder them Apaches
call him Emberato.
:31:26
- What does it mean?
- Bad temper.
:31:34
I should've let him shoot you.
:31:36
That's the second time I've tangled with
that mouthy no-good...
:31:40
- What's his name?
- Calls himself Lowe, Ed Lowe.
:31:53
Johnny.