Ambush at Tomahawk Gap Page #3

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Taking my money...

Keep it all...

Taking what's mine. Ain't nobody

here telling me what to do!

What do you think?

We ain't got nothing to work with.

There's nothing we can do.

Get the money... Get the money...

Big man...

Natoe.

Natoe?

- Natoe.

Tobacco. Tobacco?

Give us a tobacco.

Keep your hand off that gunl

- Get awayl

There'll be no shooting.

There's Apaches all over.

They can spot a gunshot for 20 miles.

- I heard ya!

Easy, boy. She ain't gonna hurt ya.

She's helping ya.

She's gonna make you well.

Oh, no.

That ain't no wound

for a man to fret on, is it?

Aw, I wouldn't hurt you.

I guess we are like animals

Killing one another...

We never learn,

we just go on killing one another.

You don't understand me, do ya?

That boy...

If I could only help him...

If he'd only listen to me...

If I could only get him

away from Egan.

I know I never made nothing

of my life,

but that's not saying

I couldn't help him.

You understand? Do ya?

Aw, that's nice.

Jatahey.

It's there, just ahead of us!

It's there! We made it!

We made it! It's there!

Biggest bar...

Same crummy joint!

Same rotten piano.

Even then it couldn't play

a good tune!

The girl wasn't bad, though!

Girl wasn't bad!

Let's get the money.

Leave that stinkin' kid alone!

It ain't gonna take no doctor

to know what we gotta do now.

Do it then. Stop telling us!

He's got a stake in this, too.

We ain't letting him die.

What are you gonna do?

- Lay back.

You ain't cutting my arm!

He'll spit in your face when he's

better. He'll spit in your face!

Maybe so,

but I'm taking that bullet out now.

Are we gonna get that money

or ain't we?

Go ahead.

Let me out of here.

Let me out of here!

Where is he?!

Help me.

Egan!

Egan!

Egan!

You and the girl hold him

when he gets bad.

Here.

Come on, let's get it over with.

Take my money.

Wanna see me die, don't you?

Egan... Where's Egan?!

I don't know nothing

about this kind of stuff.

Here, you know how to handle this.

Better start giving him some now.

Eight hours in this slop hole.

Eight hours...

Yeah, but it was a mighty nice place

the last time I was here!

That shiny bar,

all that liquor behind it,

all them pretty whisky bottles.

And that funny-looking bartender!

Be no more of this,

no more running from the law.

I'm gonna get me a little ranch,

few head of cattle.

Maybe the kid

would even come and stay with me.

Kid.

Baheya.

Baheya.

Water.

Water.

Water. Water.

Water.

A Navajo.

Bless my soul.

What's a Navajo girl doing here?

Hey!

Well, now, some folks to talk to!

I ain't seen nobody in Tomahawk Gap

for some time, no, sir!

I ain't talked to nobody in years.

Three of ya, huh?

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