Blueberry Page #3

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You can bet on that.

Maybe you're not the right man

for the job, Marshal.

It's our land!

You ruined my song.

A round of drinks on the house

in Woodhead's memory!

She's got cojones

as big as a bull's!

Yeah!

To Woodhead!

May God grant you vengeance!

Sullivan, I found the mountains,

I can...

Sullivan, you still need me!

Maybe not.

What are you looking at?

Move!

Who did this?

You, tell me.

What happened?

- Tell me, you son of a b*tch.

- Ultimadamente, Marshal.

? de que lado esta?

Are you sure you don't

want me to go with you?

No.

I need you here.

You know if Woodhead and that Prussian

did travel into their territory...

...you may not get the welcome

you're used to.

Jimmy.

I'll be back in a couple of days.

And Jimmy...

...you better keep your eyes peeled

till Rolling Star relieves you.

Yes, sir... Marshal...

sir... Marshal... Marshal...

Damned Cajun!

Go back to your squaw, boy!

Get out of here, Indian!

Bye, you Indian lover!

I didn't kill him

He's a victim of a vengeance.

A white man says

he was attacked.

On his way to Riata.

It's the scalp of

the black man.

He was headed

for the Sacred Mountains.

I'm taking him to Runi.

Runi is not one of us.

The body belongs to us.

I'm taking him to Runi.

I'm not your enemy.

I'm not your enemy.

Go ahead!

Chiricahua, kill me!

Go ahead!

It's a hot one,

ain't it, Sheriff?

Yeah!

I'm looking for

a good friend of mine.

His name is Prosit.

I reckon you'll find him

over at the Venus Hotel.

All right!

Many thanks.

Prosit, huh?

Come on, Billy,

get me over to the saloon, quick!

Hey, sheriff,

we got a wounded one!

Holy Mother of God!

Woodhead?

Prosit!

Where's Prosit?

- What did you say?

- Prosit!

I saw the mountains,

you have the manuscript...

Sullivan's got it.

I'll have a drink.

Now Woody, look, come on,

don't make me do anything rash.

Come on, take me

back to the office.

Come on, come on!

Let's get Jimmy. Let's go

And keep it straight!

I was there.

He was my partner.

We were like blood brothers.

Woodhead.

Howdy, Pete?

Yes?

I'm looking for a man

named Prosit.

Woodhead!

It's a miracle!

So both of us will live!

I know what you're gonna say,

but look what they did to me.

They scalped me

and left me to die.

I begged.

I prayed to God to give me

the strength to make it back...

...so I could kill you.

Drop the gun!

I said drop the gun!

You heard the man.

You can't leave me

in the same cell!

He's a killer.

You're breaking my heart!

And I thought that

we were partners.

Wally, my friend!

I thought you were dead.

It seems

you've been very busy, Prosit.

What matters is that

you're alive, partner.

Where's the manuscript?

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