:04:05
God will punish you, Jelly Roll.
:04:09
You scared
the bejazus out of me.
:04:13
Well, it ain't smart
to live alone, Tom.
:04:16
You start seeing
scary shadows.
:04:20
Red shadows.
:04:22
God will fry
those savages in hell.
:04:26
I see them now dragging beasts and
their belongs through the valley.
:04:33
And I think,
"What a waste of the Promise Land!"
:04:41
You see here?
:04:43
These little flags are us.
And all this nothing is them.
:04:47
Does it make sense to you?
:04:50
It 's Indian territory.
:04:51
Back in the olden days of
Spanish Conquest, every Friday...
:04:55
I used to kill off 12 savages
in memory of the 12 holy apostles.
:05:00
Those religious traditions
ought to be kept up.
:05:03
There are hundreds
of frightening Christians...
:05:05
ready and waiting
for this land to be opened up...
:05:07
and willing to pay
good prices for it.
:05:11
Not everybody is as good
a Christian as you are, Tom.
:05:14
Nowadays, you've got to have
an excuse for killing Indians.
:05:23
Like Major Cabot had,
when he found out the wells poisoned.
:05:27
- Oh, yeah!
- We know, sure.
:05:29
Someway, the Major
didn't put the poison himself.
:05:35
But he found a lot of Indian beads
gathered around those wells.
:05:41
If what we need is an excuse, why
don't we cook one up for ourselves?
:05:45
We get undressed like
those Pagan savages...
:05:48
and get rid of some white trash
living by himself.
:05:51
Fast up, Tom. You'd been
chewed fat with Major Cabot.
:05:56
No, I ain't. Why?
:05:59
You're saying exactly the same
of he's being saying.