:04:01
And the dust of death rises
up, up, up into the sky.
:04:08
Papa buzzard weeps
in the Heavens.
:04:11
Weeps for his murdered maid,
weeps for his murdered baby.
:04:15
Make them stop
before they kill every living thing!
:04:18
Who?
:04:19
They're here with their dynamite,
they blowing up the mountains...
:04:21
they drill holes and then... boom!
:04:24
All dead! Papas, mammas,
the helpless little ones.
:04:28
What 's worse. It 'd make hard
for a fellow to relax.
:04:32
I sleep in a cave in the Red Rock.
You've got to tell them to stop, Major.
:04:35
- Get out of here.
- My mistake.
:04:39
They told me in town you're
interested in protecting buzzards.
:04:41
But I am. I am.
:04:43
I feed them the flesh of people
who come in my office...
:04:45
and bother me for
their own amusement.
:04:47
Now get out of here!
:04:59
Stop!
:05:02
Just a minute.
:05:21
Did you talk
to anyone else about...
:05:25
Did you mention your admirable
concern for the buzzard...
:05:29
...to anyone else before to see me?
- No, no, I came straight here.
:05:34
You did the right thing, my boy.
:05:37
Guard!
:05:43
This Cabot runs a lousy prison.
Not a match in the place.
:05:47
He's out to break me
with slow torture.
:05:50
He said he'll waste
my sweetness in the desert air.
:05:54
This will learn you to listen to that
baby-blue-eyed wise guy.
:05:58
What 's Joe got to do
with us being here?