1:28:00
You know, I knew a fellow once, he
didn't like to be called highhanded.
1:28:07
We'll have whiskey all around.
1:28:09
Comanchero brand.
1:28:17
Angels of mercy come to Santa Rio!
1:28:20
This ain't Santa Rio.
1:28:22
My son, Tom Turner, said it was
a thriving place.
1:28:25
It was.
1:28:26
But when the silver ran out,
the thriving ran out.
1:28:30
That's right.
1:28:31
I do declare.
1:28:34
Might you be the mother
of Tom Turner...
1:28:36
...whose Crooked River Ranch
is over by Blood Butte?
1:28:39
That I might, miss.
1:28:43
I am Rose.
1:28:45
Rose of Santa Rio.
1:28:47
I reckon he wrote you all about me.
1:28:50
I don't recollect that.
1:28:52
After his Lucy passed on...
1:28:55
...he didn't show much
interest in women.
1:28:58
My sonny-boy kept his nose to the
grindstone, making a future for me...
1:29:03
...and his daughter there.
1:29:07
I do seem to recall him
telling me something about...
1:29:11
...a daughter who was a little...
1:29:14
...odd.
1:29:15
He was killed in the Border War
by Missouri ruffians.
1:29:19
He died a proud member of
Senator Jim Lane's Redlegs...
1:29:24
...fighting for the just cause!
1:29:26
I am sorry to hear that.
1:29:28
I mean, he was of the finest sort.
1:29:31
Señora, please sit down.
1:29:34
You must be very, very tired.
1:29:38
I am deeply sorrowed to hear this.
1:29:42
In past years...
1:29:44
...my friend and I were of service
to your Tom Turner.
1:29:47
And now we are at your service.
1:29:51
Why, I appreciate your concern.
1:29:54
I am glad to find manners at last,
here in the wilderness.
1:29:58
We have endured hardship of the
worst sort on the way out here.