:39:00
...how did my boy do?
:39:03
Your boy?
:39:05
Crazy Lee?
:39:06
Yes, C.L., Clarence Lee.
:39:08
My daughter's boy.
Not too bright, but a good boy.
:39:11
I kill 'em now? I kill 'em now?
:39:14
No, you just hold them here.
:39:18
Why didn't you say he was your grandson?
:39:22
You had enough things on your mind.
:39:26
Besides, he had to pull his own weight
like the rest of us.
:39:29
I just wanted to make sure he didn't
let you down, run, when things got hot.
:39:36
He did fine.
:39:39
Just fine.
:40:10
All clear!
:40:21
From here on it's Mexico, Mr. Thornton.
:40:24
What's the closest town of any size?
:40:29
Agua Verde.
:40:31
What's in Agua Verde?
:40:33
Mexicans, what else?
:40:39
A headquarters for regulars
fighting against Villa.
:40:41
Mapache territory.
:40:46
Don't we follow?
:40:48
No, we go back and wait.
:40:52
We're supposed --
:40:53
Shut up!
:40:55
Why won't you tell your folks
to feed them dogs?
:40:59
Won't find very much around here.
That damn Huerta's scraped it clean.