:50:12
Like that, you won't
have to carry so much.
:50:16
Where are we going?
:50:19
Where?
:50:20
Where l'm going, amigo.
:50:23
Over that way.
:50:25
Another 100 miles
of beautiful sunbaked sand.
:50:29
Even the armies are afraid
to march through there.
:50:31
Sibley's men are retreating up there.
:50:34
Canby's men are coming here...
:50:37
...but no one will set foot in this hell...
:50:42
...except you and me.
:50:45
One hundred miles. That's a nice walk.
:50:51
What was it you told me the last time?
:50:56
"lf you save your breath,
l feel a man like you could manage it."
:51:02
And if you won't manage it, you'll die.
:51:05
Only slowly.
:51:08
Very slowly, old friend.
:51:15
After you, please. Start walking.