Coyote Moon

I'm a chemist.
l'm not a doctor.

lt looks like he may have a concussion
and possibly some internal injuries.

- He should be in a hospital.
- Okay, Chang, go back to work.

- He's your son.
- You're goddamn right he is!

- You sure you're okay, boy?
- Yeah, Dad, just a headache.

l'm gonna get some real firepower.
Wait a minute. Daddy! Think about it.
Why would they attack us?

We're in business together.
lt don't make no sense.

A man shoots at me and mine,
l shoot back and ask questions later.

l'm paying 500 bucks a head, and that
weaselly little rat-fuck lves is mine!

- l want you to stay in and rest.
- l'll rest when l'm dead, Daddy.

Hell, they tried to kill me too.
WelI, ain't you a block
off the old chip.

We're going pig hunting tonight.
Always forget how easy it is
to sneak up on a white man.

I've been thinking
about your problem.

You been wanting to die
for how Iong now?

A year? You're not dead yet?
lt's easy to come up with 100 reasons
to take the journey...

but you only need one
to go on living.

l don't have one.
WeIl, what about Rhonda?
She's a nice girl.

Ought to marry her,
have some kids.

Hey, there's something
moving down there.

Looks Iike a bunch of white guys
with bushes on their heads.

Old ''divide and conquer'' working, huh?