Geronimo Page #3

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isn't good enough for them.

When you can read, when you can write,

when you don't smell

of fish and horseflesh,

then maybe you will be.

- Who taught you that?

- Nobody taught me.

I looked around and I saw

and I'm improving myself.

- Are you ashamed of what you are?

- No.

- Of course not.

- Then act like it.

- Geronimo.

- Porica.

I'm having trouble finding her a husband.

- I wouldn't doubt it.

- For you, a special price. Nothing.

I'll think about it.

- Well?

- I didn't think it could be done.

Not in this desert.

If Mr Burns is agreeable,

I think we can do business.

- Fine. He's waiting for us now.

- Good.

Mr Kincaide is the owner

of the Arizona Land Investment Company.

That's a prosperous company. I've heard

about you. Your company, that is.

- Thank you.

- Mr Kincaide has a business proposal.

Oh?

You've turned wasteland

into top-grade pasture.

I want a place to run prime cattle

for the western beef market.

If you make the land available,

it'll be worth your while.

As I've already explained,

that is government land.

That's right, Mr Kincaide. We have

I thought you could move them anywhere

on the reservation. On your option.

I could, yes, I could.

But I would need an authorisation

for a major decision.

- Is this a major decision, Mr Burns?

- That would also be my option.

How long will it take

to get an authorisation?

Six, maybe seven months.

- You know Washington.

- Excuse me.

They don't pay much attention

to what's out here.

We're just

a forgotten little corner of the world.

The government's happy as long as

we keep the Apaches from causing trouble.

What's the problem, then?

Dollar an acre? 50,000 acres?

The normal land guarantees.

On the other hand,

even though they are savages,

there... is a moral obligation.

Of course, there are ways

of easing moral obligations, Mr Kincaide.

How much?

I'm sure the Lord recognises the devotion

of this reservation beyond what we're paid.

I'd say two dollars an acre.

In writing.

Done.

- Huera?

- Yes?

- Where's Mangus?

- There he is, in the field.

- You know.

- Yes.

It's a rumour. I don't believe it.

They wouldn't take away the land.

They wouldn't watch us break our backs

to make it work, then take it.

- What other promise have they kept?

- It's more than the land, Geronimo.

It was my way of finding

some peaceful answer.

It's better to find the truth.

What are you doing here? Get out of here.

We've come to find out the truth.

- What truth?

- About our land.

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Get out of here.

- Not until we find the truth.

There's only one truth, brother.

The truth of the Lord.

His sword is swift.

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