Synopsis: Following the surrender of Geronimo, Massai, the last Apache warrior is captured and scheduled for transportation to a Florida reservation. Instead, he manages to escape and heads for his homeland to win back his girl and settle down to grow crops. His pursuers have other ideas though.
Genre: Western
Director(s): Robert Aldrich
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
Rotten Tomatoes:
91 min

There must be a big fire.

Ah, good evening.

Good evening.

Good evening.

See and hear the wonder of the age, folks.

We also have organs, wind

and string instruments. This way.

Follow the leader. This way.

Follow the leader, folks.

- What's he doin' here?

- He's scared o' that littlle muttl.

Sic him, Rover. Tear him up!

Hey, look at those moccasins.

- Are you an indian?

- Sure he's an lndian.

- Where you from, Sittlin' Bull?

- That's Rain-in-the-Face!

- He wants to go back to the reservation.

- What's the fuss about? What'd he do?

That littlle dog too much for you?

- Hey, he's got handcuffs on.

- Sic him, Rover. Tear him up!

Come on!

Police! Police! Police!

Would you kill a brother?

- What tribe are you?

- Cherokee.

Is this the land of the Cherokee nation?

Yes, it is called Oklahoma Territory.

- What tribe are you?

- Apache.

Apache. The Apache country is far away.

But we can talk in the house.

I have seen the house.

lt is a white man's house.

It is my house.

It's all right. He will soon see

that we are friends. Get some food.

I understand. You killed

the white man and took his house.

Cherokees and white men live

side by side. There is no difference.

You see? We even keep the same bird.

If the Cherokee is like the white man,

he is Massai's enemy.

- I am the enemy of no man.

- Then the Cherokee is a woman!

I am no woman. My people have

fought the white men many times,

but were always driven West -

first from a place called Carolina,

then to the land of the Tennessee

and then at last to Oklahoma.

But here our chiefs grew wise.

They did not fight and they did not run.

- Neither does the turtle.

- Are you afraid of the turtle?

Then put your knife away.


You needn't be afraid of the food.

Your feet are cold and bleeding.

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James R. Webb

James R. Webb (October 4, 1909 – September 27, 1974) was an American writer. He won an Academy Award in 1963 for How the West Was Won.Webb was born in Denver, Colorado, and graduated from Stanford University in 1930. During the 1930s he worked both as a screenwriter and a fiction writer for a number of national magazines, including Collier's Weekly, Cosmopolitan and the Saturday Evening Post. Webb was commissioned an army officer in June 1942 and became a personal aide to General Lloyd R. Fredendall who was commander of the II Corps (United States). Webb accompanied Fredendall to England in October 1942 and participated in the invasion of North Africa in November 1942 when the Second Corps captured the city of Oran. The Second Corps then attacked eastward into Tunisia. In February 1943 the German army launched a counterattack at Kasserine Pass which repulsed the Second Corps and nearly broke through the Allied lines. The Supreme Commander Dwight D. Eisenhower relieved Fredendall of command in March 1943 and sent him back to the United States where he became deputy commander of the Second United States Army at Memphis, Tennessee. Webb returned to the United States with Fredendall and later served in the European Theater. Webb left the Army after the war and returned to Hollywood, California, where he continued his work as a screenwriter. He died on September 27, 1974, and was buried in Los Angeles National Cemetery. more…

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