Yellow Rock Page #2

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Don't worry none,

the horses don't mind.

So what are we gonna do if our

Indian friends deny our request?

One way or the other,

we're going up there.

We're giving thanks with

this sacred necklace.

It's a very powerful gift.

The Great Hunter came down

from the mountain

and he sees a woman with long red hair.

But he cannot wake her,

so he takes you two...

to the mouth of the rock

to save you.

Dr. Sarah is a protected one.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Very.

If you can not they'll find,

just make sure you all find your way back.

Thank you, ma'am.

You take good care of the doctor.

She's a strong one all right,

but just in case I'm counting on you.

Don't you worry about that.

I have a good feeling about you.

Don't make me wrong.

Martha.

- Give Totano his aspirin.

- I did, Sarah. I did.

- Do not forget the man with bedsores.

- I know, doc, I know.

I know you hate leaving,

but we will be fine.

You're the one I'm worried about.

I don't get a good feeling about them.

I mean when you was gone, they

acted like a bunch of rodnecks.

I got your meaning.

I'll be careful.

Okay, come on.

Ma'am.

I have to say is awful nice having

a member of the fair sex around of us.

If you stay close,

I'll keep you safe.

I'll do fine by myself.

Oh, I'm sure you'll do.

Stop!

- We can't go in there.

- Why not?

We're close to their sacred burial ground.

If we go in we'll bring the curse.

We have to find another way.

It will cost us another day

or two at least.

To hell with that, we're going in.

Let's go!

- I don't like this.

- I don't like it either.

It's thin air, huh Roscoe...

Shut up, Billy.

A bunch of dead Indians, huh.

I want you to understand

something, Mr. Dietrich.

That burial ground was sacred to them.

And we desecrated it,

when we walked through.

And I want you to understand,

I don't give a damn

about these Indians.

All I care about is finding

my brother and his boy.

Farley, what the hell was that?

Farley, what is going on?

What is this?

Are it the Indians, huh?

It's wolves.

Don't let them get to the horses!

Billy, you see them?

Stay close.

Roscoe!

Let no one away!

They're all around us, god damn it!

He says they're hunting us.

Roscoe!

Don't you stand there, help me!

Get them off!

Hold it.

Help me!

His arm, I think it's broken.

Get me my bag.

Do you think the Indian is right?

It's the curse?

He's praying to the Great Spirit

for forgiveness for crossing

the sacred land.

We could use it.

I guess we both know we should

have listened to him last night.

Yeah, you're right about that.

Whiskey is not a cure

for all answering.

I know.

But it helps.

After my wife passed away

it was just me and my boy.

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