:28:09
Priam, they're a bunch of Roman-nosed,
broken-gutted, spavined...
:28:12
sore-footed, swaybacked dogs.
You call yourself a horse thief?
:28:19
Samuel Potts!
:28:21
Those Injuns you got with you
look kind of shy, Samuel.
:28:26
- They ain't sure they're welcome, Amos.
- Get on up here. I'll buy you a drink.
:28:33
Ryan!
:28:35
Today Mr. Potts got back.
With him was Riago.
:28:38
If Lt. Brannin were alive
he would hang the Apache...
:28:42
and I would help.
:28:43
Yeah, but where in Mexico?
:28:48
The children?
:28:51
Well, they're skinny,
but doing better than you'd expect.
:28:55
Making their own arrows now.
:29:00
That's Riago who rode in with you, isn't it?
:29:06
They all look alike to you, Amos?
:29:10
I asked you a question, Sam.
:29:16
That's Riago.
:29:20
Where'd you find him?
:29:23
Didn't. He found me.
:29:27
He said after the massacre
he hit for the bush, stayed on their trail...
:29:31
figured I'd be along sooner or later.
:29:35
I believe him, Amos.
:29:39
Who's the other one?
:29:42
He's got a personal score to settle.
:29:45
Seems old Charriba wouldn't take him
along with him on this last raid.
:29:49
Said he couldn't be trusted.
:29:52
Now he's got his mind set
on killing the old man.
:29:55
Do you expect me to believe these Apaches
will turn against their own families?
:29:58
Track down their own people?