Yellow Rock Page #4

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Damn it! Go find him before

he brings more back here.

We ain't going nowhere until

we work out a split.

There is plenty of gold.

Yeah Farley, with Billy's take,

there is more for all of us.

He has been buried just 15 minutes.

And you already are taking his cut?

He's dead. He can't use it.

You're wasting time!

Go find that Indian!

What the hell are you doing?

That Indian is gonna have

running us around in circles.

Get him up.

I need him to get me back here.

They never gonna find him.

And he's gonna come back and kill you.

I don't trust Max.

If he tries anything,

it'll be the last thing he does.

Relax Farley, we'll get back to camp.

If he's still to camp,

we'll take Max.

We've gone far enough.

I'm going back for the gold.

Come on, Mr. Hanner.

Me and you here.

Get up!

What?

You want a gun, Hanner?

Get the hell up, Hanner!

You want this?

Here you go.

You want it?

What do you want?

I want your blood.

- Where the hell have you been?

- We couldn't find our way back.

Where is Hanner?

He's dead.

Where is the gold?

I got as many bags

I can out of there.

Tomorrow morning you can get your

fat ass in there and get the rest.

I can't figure out why they didn't

come back for that gold.

They never left.

They died here.

They caught the white man's disease.

Shut up.

The only one I can't cure,

the only one the Indians are immune to.

The Indians were right.

You got the fever for yellow rock.

- There ain't no such thing.

- Yes, there is!

- There ain't!

- Yes, there is!

There ain't no such thing!

- I told you to shut up.

- You shut up!

Let me tell you something.

The Indians say,

when the white man came,

they opened a wound

in that mountain.

They cut its veins.

And he mountain bled.

And the caught the fever.

They were riddled with it.

I see the symptoms.

In all of you.

It makes you sweat,

it makes you a headache.

You can't think of anything

else but the gold.

You feel it?

I see it in all of you.

You're just trying to take

that gold out of the mountain.

And you won't make it down alive.

You hear me?

You got it the worst.

There is no curing you.

No curing you!

Keep your goddamn mouth shut!

You're all gonna die here.

You hear me?

Hey, boss.

What she said last night

about that curse...

You think there is

anything to it?

What the hell are you talking about?

The gold...

Why ain't nobody come back for it?

Because those jackasses probably got killed

by the Indians and they left it behind.

Go tend to those horses.

Yes, sir.

You're gonna do what you said?

Just load the gold on,

and I'll kill them all.

Get your ass up here.

Sh*t!

I need some water.

Can I have some water, please?

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