:12:01
Land this beautiful...
:12:04
ain't no wonder
:12:07
everybody's
killing over her.
:12:11
( coyote howling )
:12:13
She's been here
a long time before us.
:12:16
She'll be here
:12:17
a long time to come.
:12:21
you are a philosopher,
George Durham.
:12:25
( horses whinnying )
:12:27
DRIVER:
Hyah!
:12:35
Brownsville.
:12:45
MAN:
We're going
to protect
:12:47
you people,
least you can do
:12:49
is contribute supplies.
:12:51
you want a starving army?
:12:52
Who's going to keep
the crops safe then?
:12:55
you fellas there
:12:55
grab all the grub
you can carry.
:12:57
Get your irons and fall in.
:12:58
We're riding south
to kill bandits!
:13:09
( townsfolk murmuring )
:13:13
Afternoon, Rangers.
:13:17
What's your business here?
:13:19
By order of the community
:13:21
I've got a vigilance committee
formed.
:13:23
Nary a Yankee, nigger
or Mexican among us.
:13:25
unless you have
the authority of the state
:13:27
disband and disarm these men.
:13:29
They won't have it.
:13:30
We aim to protect
our land.
:13:32
Men who want to protect
their land
:13:34
they can apply to hire from me.
:13:35
Governor's commissioned
the Rangers
:13:37
to do the
protecting, mister.
:13:39
Now, you disband these men.
:13:44
you from San Antone?
:13:47
'Cause you
sure as hell
:13:49
remind me
of this preacher there.
:13:52
It was some years ago...
:13:55
some preacher man.
:13:57
I don't recall no time
in San Antone.