A Reason to Live, a Reason to Die Page #4

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If I ain't mistaken,

this is the Rio Puerco.

You are right. This running water

has the name Rio Puerco.

- MacIvers! - Yeah?

- What's "Puerco" mean?

All I know that it's Spanish.

Ask the Colonel. He knows everything,

that's why he is a colonel.

He knows that it means dirty. But

he's too fine to use words like that.

- You should not have called him that, he'll

be offended. - He ain't no Colonel no more.

That's right, I had plumb forgotten.

They adjusted the gentleman out.

Because of treason.

No, I can't believe that.

An officer and a gentleman...

- He was discharged dishonorably.

- Tell me the reason why is not a Colonel anymore?

- Because he is a traitor.

- And we'll be judged by the company we keep!

It's time we separate the men from

the boys. Let's choose up sides.

Well? What do you say?

- Any of your guys want to

stay with the Colonel? - No.

I think it's a good idea to

stick with the Colonel for a while.

As long as he's heading for Santa Fe.

I got me some unfinished business there.

The Colonel is taking his assurances we'd

be to leave and he'd be there alone.

This is blackmail.

He has got our guns!

Piggott, I'll quote you an old maxim.

"The innocent will inherit the earth."

It's a long way to the sierra,

anything can happen.

- The first time he got of his horse, he's

dead as a doornail! - Calm down, Willie.

- Yeah, it's easy for you to talk.

- He sounds like a big man.

Sure, that's what makes an officer.

Without a gun, they are no better than us.

Something worse than an officer,

is one who suck up to an officer!

- He's letting all the horses!

- What the hell is gong on?

He let the horses go!

The horses are free,

but we're still prisoners.

You... dirty, rotten

double-crossing traitor!

- Looks like you gonna walk to Santa Fe, Piggott.

- He's gonna carry me on his shoulders!

We're moving over to Confederate territory.

So we can't do it on U.S. branded horses.

- Bravo, Piggott!

- Stop, that's enough.

I said, hold it!

- Just nerves. Why don't you guys relax.

- Just a goddamn minute!

Let's find out what this

chicken Colonel has in mind.

We are on to Fort Holman, gentlemen.

To enter it, and retake it.

- Let's go. We've got a train to catch.

- What makes you think we're going with you?

- Eight of us on foot are gonna storm that fort?

- You must be crazier than we thought.

- It's the job you men volunteered for.

- Yeah, but that was with a rope around our neck.

Well, Colonel Pembroke, it looks

like your mission ends here.

Speak for yourself. I want to know why the

Colonel is in such a hurry to get back there.

He wants to risk our ass to save

his face - isn't that right?

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