:58:00
I don't hear a thing.
:58:02
There's eight of them I'd say,
or maybe nine.
:58:03
- There's something in those trees.
- That's a squirrel. Our talking woke him up.
:58:08
He's put out. There's nine of them.
:58:11
I love you.
:58:15
I suppose I shouldn't have said that...
:58:17
with my husband dead so short a time.
:58:19
I don't guess people's hearts
got anything to do with a calendar.
:58:33
You were so wonderful,
refusing to lie for Vittorio.
:58:37
He was testing me. Indians hate lies.
:58:41
And I guess I got to feel the same way...
:58:44
but, once in a while a fella's got to...
:58:47
lie if it'll make it easier on someone else.
:59:11
Troop, halt!
:59:17
Prepare to dismount.
:59:19
Dismount!
:59:32
Madam and sir, may I present myself?
Lt. McKay, Troop D, 8th cavalry.
:59:35
- Hi, Hondo, you old cabin robber.
- Hi, Buff.
:59:39
Lieutenant, this here is Hondo Lane.
:59:41
He's scouted some
and ridden dispatch some for the cavalry.
:59:44
- I don't reckon I know this here lady.
- This is Ms. Lowe, Lieutenant.
:59:48
You people are lucky. Obviously, Vittorio...
:59:50
and his renegade band
just happened not to find this hidden valley.
:59:52
- Vittorio's been here lots.
- And you lived?
:59:55
One lone man stood off Vittorio?
:59:56
No lone man stands off the Apache.
He lets us live here.