:49:09
Sorry, Shorty!
:49:12
Move, come on, let's go!
:49:39
l don't know. As soon as l hit
the desert, l'm thirsty.
:49:42
Burns, huh?
:49:44
They say people with fair skin
can't take too much.
: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."