Get up, girl. Get up!
Whoa!
Little Josey!
Come on in. Let's get you cleaned up.
Better go.
Josey!
Pa!
Ashes to ashes...
...dust to dust...
...the Lord gives...
...the Lord takes away.
The name's Anderson.
Bloody Bill is what they call me.
Redlegs?
You'll find them up in Kansas.
They're with the Union.
And we're going up there and set things aright.
I'll come with you.
All that a fellow has to do...
...is ride into that Union camp down there...
...raise his right hand and swear you'll be loyal to the United States.
Then he can take up his horse again...
...and go home.
They'll give us full amnesty then?
Yep.
Everyone else has done it but us.
We're the last holdouts.
I'm going in. I've had enough.
Better go with them, boy.
You coming with us?
I reckon not, Fletcher.
They'll be coming after you.
Yep.
There's nowhere to go to get away.
I reckon that's true.
Good luck.
Put the rifle down too.
- I'll need it for squirrels and such. - Put it down.
Kind of young, ain't you kid, to be riding with this rabble?
Who you calling rabble, you blue scumbelly?
Hell, we showed these boys, anyway.
Lee might have had to surrender, but we didn't.
- Shut up, kid. - Yes, sir.
You showed us.
Now get in line...
...before I kick you so hard you'll wear your ass for a hat.
Here's the man you asked for, sir.
- Fletcher. Good to see you. - Senator.
Well done.
Thank you.
What the hell is this Redleg doing here?
You said regular federal authorities would handle this.
Captain Terrill is the regular federal authority now.
Captain Terrill is a bloodthirsty son of a bitch!
He is a looter and a pillager!
He's those men's worst enemy!
The war's over.
Our side won the war.
Now we must busy ourselves winning the peace.
And Fletcher, there's an old saying: To the victors belong the spoils.
And there's another old saying, Senator.
Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining.
Which side is this man on, Senator?
Easy. He brought them in, didn't he?
- All but one. - Who's that?
Josey Wales.
Captain Terrill, I want you to currycomb the countryside.
You beat the brush and root out everything disloyal...
...from a Shanghai rooster to a Durham cow!
We've got to clean up this country.
Now you take 5 men and go up there and get Josey Wales.
Captain Redlegs Terrill and 5 men against Josey Wales?
We stopped those bushwhackers pretty good during the war.
You go with Captain Terrill.
Bring in this damn insurrectionist rebel.
Here's the money for bringing the others...
...and there'll be more for Josey Wales.
I've had enough of your money, Senator.
Let Wales be.
Let me be.
I'm finished with you.
All right...
...I want you men to raise your right hands.
What for?
So you can pledge loyalty to the Union.
Hell, pledge loyalty to the Union?
You ought to have us turn around and bend over.
All raise your right hands so I can take your oath.
I pledge...
...that I will be loyal to the United States of America.
I pledge that I will be loyal...
...to the United States of America.
That I will...
Let's see. I will abide by its law...
...that I will never bear arms against it...
I will abide by its law...
...that I will never bear arms against it.
...and recognize...
...that it is one nation.
And recognize...
...that it is one nation.
- I ain't doing it. - Come on, kid.
Let's get this over with, damn it!
But I been thinking.
I think it's them who owes an apology.
And I further swear, that though...
...I be murderous...
Look! That's Josey!
Verminous, lying, Missouri scum!
Damn you, Senator!
You promised me those men would be decently treated.
They were decently treated.
They were decently fed...
...and then they were decently shot.
These men are common outlaws, nothing more.
Run for it, Fletcher, it's a trap!
Josey, we best be on our way.
- Get moving, boy. - They're coming after us.
We've got to take to the brush!
You get going!
You can't get them all.
That's a fact.
Why you doing it then?
I've got nothing better to do.
Fletcher was in with them. It was a trap!
Fletcher?
Never would have figured that.
You dumb kid.
I've got to tell you something.
I'm scared of dying.
Move out!
You are going after him, after all.
Fletcher, I'm giving you a commission.
Hound this Wales to kingdom come.
Hound him, Senator?
A man like Wales lives by the feud.
Because of what you did here today, I've got to kill him.
He'll have to run for it now.
And hell is where he's headed.
He'll be waiting there for us, Senator.
Don't hold back on account of me. I can ride.
I ain't holding back on account of you, you thick-headed grasshopper.
If we ride in the open, there's enough posses over in South Missouri...
...to start another war.
And if we try riding instead of thinking...
...we'll end up hanging by a rope by nightfall.
Where are we headed?
The Indian Nations.
It's a good place to hole up and get you healed up.
Then we'll go get Fletcher?
Right, boy.
Then we go back and get Fletcher.
There's some riders coming up behind us.
Get down here, boy. Lay across his neck.
Keep him down there.
Can you hear me?
Now if you see me get up, you stay there, understand?
If you hear shooting and me headed back north...
...get back on that horse. He'll get up with you...
...and you head south, now you hear?
You can let him up now, boy.
Let him up!
Get up, goddamn it!
Whupped them again, didn't we?
Whupped them again, boy.
Ten years I've been ferrying Kansas Redlegs...
...Union Cavalry, Missouri guerrillas...
...you name it!
Mad dogs, them guerrillas!
You look sideways at them...
...they kill you!
Hard men to do business with.
You bet!
You know, in my line of work...
...you got to be able either to sing "The Battle Hymn of the Republic"...
...or "Dixie" with equal enthusiasm...
...depending upon present company.
Can't say as I blame you for that.
Only good business to play it safe.
Thank God they all been disarmed now...
...except for a few of the nastiest ones...
...who they're busy running down.
Where I'm going, they know how to handle that kind.
Where are you headed?
I'm going to ply my wares down in Texas.
Texas, huh?
How much for the ferry ride?
10 cents.
By coincidence, I happen to have a bottle of this remarkable elixir...
...for that exact amount.
I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times there is not forgotten
Look away look away
Look away Dixieland
Sim Carstairs is the name.
Mister...?
Figured we'd give you some ferrying business.
With pleasure!
Bill Quantrill used this ferry all the time.
Good friend of mine.
What have you got there?
Just the store with Granny Hawkins up there.
I'll tell you what.
We'll all just amble over to that store.
Him and me will ride. We've got a touch of the cramp.
You're in luck!
I just happen to have the perfect thing here for cramps.
We'll need half a side of bacon...
...ten pounds of beef jerky, twenty pounds of horse grain.
And when we get over there, there won't be any need for you to go inside.
Just tell Old Granny through the door we'll need a lot of clean bandages...
...and a boiled poultice for a bullet wound in a hurry. Come on.
So you'll be Josey Wales.
How might you know that, Granny?
Soldiers were here looking for you 2 hours ago.
I was going to mention that to you as soon as I got the chance.
They say you killed your own men.
Those lying blue scumbellies!
They say you're a hard-put and desperate man.
They're going to heel and hog you to a barn door.
You know what I say?
What's that?
I say that big talk's worth diddlysquat.
Now them poultices be laced with feather moss and mustard root.
Mind you drop water on them occasionally and keep them damp.
Much obliged, Granny.
You can pay me when you see me again, Josey Wales.
I reckon so.
That sure is a sweet sound to the ears...
...wouldn't you say so, Mr. Wales?
Your young friend can use some help.
This is it. One dollar a bottle.
It works wonders on wounds.
Works wonders on just about everything.
It can do most anything.
How is it with stains?
Here we go.
Dismount. Disembark, children.
Get that back!
Bring it back!
Bring that barge back!
Bring it back!
Whupped them again, Josey.
They're hollering for me to come over!
I can't hold on.
But I'll hold on until you fellows get out of sight.
All right?
I'll make do something's wrong...
Pull, Lemuel. Pull!
I'll make do something's wrong, until you get going.
I wish you all lots of luck.
Pull, Lemuel, pull!
He ain't going to hold up no ferry.
He's going to bring that cavalry over fast as he can.
Reckon there's a nice reward out for us about now.
We got him now.
We'll get those two first, then the others.
What others?
Wales and the kid are the last ones.
Texas is full of rebels.
Lots of work to do down in Texas.
We get Josey Wales and it ends.
Doing right ain't got no end.
We best hurry on, Josey.
They'd catch up to us by the end of the day.
Judging by these tracks, there's maybe...
...40, 50 horses ahead of us.
What we've got to do is space some time between them and us.
What are we going to do?
Stay right here.
Welcome.
Welcome, gentlemen.
Pull, Lemuel.
He's still there.
What does he think he's doing?
Don't know.
Some of you men get down there. Prepare to fire.
Captain Redlegs...
...I advise you to turn back.
You can catch him later.
Turn back? Are you crazy?
He'll try to pick us off one by one.
He'll never do it.
At best, he'll get 2 or 3 up front.
I advise you to turn back, Captain.
They're coming.
Do you really think you can shoot all those men down...
...before they shoot you?
No, Mr. Josey Wales!
There is such a thing in this country called justice.
Well, Mr. Carpetbagger...
...we've got something in this territory...
...called the Missouri boat ride.
God Almighty!
Is it bad?
It's bad.
Don't look at it, boy.
It'll just make you get feelings in it.
If I don't make it...
...I want you to know...
...I'm prouder than a game rooster to have rid with you.
You are a game rooster. Now shut up.
You could make it without me.
Take a little drink of this.
This here linsey-woolsey shirt I got that all you boys wore.
We didn't have no ma.
So Pa did all the fancy needlework for me.
Told me not to tell no one.
Imagine a grown man doing that for his own kid?
Sang a little song while he sewed it.
You know "Rose of Alabama"?
River rolled The crickets sang
The lightning bug He flashed his wing
And I could rope My arms I fling
'Round Rose of Alabama
Now you just do that, cousin. You bring that old pistol right out.
We got him, Lige.
It's him, Abe. It's him.
We got the Josey Wales, Abe!
I seen him ride side by side with Bloody Bill.
We got reward money coming.
Watch it, Abe.
He's meaner than a rattler and twice as fast!
You're a real bush hog, ain't you, Mr. Josey Wales?
Tell you what.
Move on back. Move on back!
Watch him. I seen him do some things.
Shut up, Lige!
Now...
...Mr. Josey Wales...
I'd just as soon shoot you now...
...except it'd be hard to drag your body to where we can get our price for you.
Shoot him now!
Shut up, Lige.
Move your left hand down and unbuckle that pistol belt.
Make it nice and slow...
...so I can count the hairs on that hand.
See, Lige?
You pull his teeth...
...he's harmless as a heel hound.
Always wanted to face out one of these pistol fighters they all fuss about.
Only way you handle them.
Abe, watch out.
- He's probably got another pistol... - Shut up, Lige.
Call Benny back there on the horse.
Benny! Come out!
We got us the Josey Wales!
Who is that?
He's just a boy. He's got a fever.
Tell him to shut up.
Pa?
Is that you, Pa?
It ain't your pa!
Now shut up!
I got the gold right here, Pa.
What gold is he talking about?
There's no gold. He's crazy.
The gold me and Josey robbed from the bank.
Take a look under that blanket.
I got it right here.
Thought you could use some help.
You get those holes leaking, I'm going to whomp you with a knotted plow-line.
They ain't honest.
I feel as pert as a rutting buck.
Good.
Because I ain't hauling you all over hell's creation...
...dribbling blood over half of Missouri.
Wish we had time to bury them fellows.
To hell with them fellows.
Buzzards got to eat, same as worms.
A real frog strangler.
10, 20 more miles and we'll be safe in the Nations.
Some cavalry between us and the Nations.
We'll have to wait till they bed down...
...then walk through quiet.
Here, have some beef jerky.
Don't swallow nothing but the juice. I'll go have a look-see.
You feel all right?
I feel real good, Josey. We got them whupped.
I want to thank you.
For what?
For saving my life.
Forget about that, Jamie.
You know something, Josey?
I ain't scared no more.
We can start working our way through now, boy.
This rain is giving us the...
This boy was brought up in a...
...time of blood and dying, and never questioned a bit of it.
Never turned his back on his folks or his kind.
I rode with him, I got no complaints.
The bluebellies will give you a better burial than I can, boy.
My name is Josey Wales.
I've heard of that name.
Some said you'd be headed this way.
And they said a man could get rich on reward money...
...if he could kill you.
Seems like you were looking to gain some money here.
Actually, I was looking to gain an edge.
I thought you might be someone who would sneak up behind me with a gun.
Where'd you ever get an idea like that?
It ain't supposed to be easy to sneak up behind an Indian.
I'm an Indian, all right.
But here in the Nation, they call us the civilized tribe.
They call us civilized because we're easy to sneak up on.
White men have been sneaking up on us for years.
Cherokee, huh?
They sneaked up on us and they told us we wouldn't be happy here.
They said we would be happier in the Nations.
So they took away our land...
...and sent us here.
I have a fine woman...
...and two sons.
But they all died on the Trail of Tears.
And now the white man is sneaking up on me.
Again.
Seems like we can't trust the white man.
You bet we can't.
I wore this...
...frock coat in Washington.
Before the war.
We wore them because we belonged to...
...the five civilized tribes.
We dressed ourselves up like Abraham Lincoln.
We got to see the Secretary of the Interior.
And he said...
..."Boy! You boys sure look civilized!"
He congratulated us...
...and he gave us medals for looking so civilized.
We told him about how our land had been stolen...
...and our people were dying.
When we finished, he shook our hands...
...and said...
..."Endeavor to persevere."
They stood us in a line.
John Jumper, Chilly Mclntosh...
...Buffalo Hump...
...and Jim Pock Mark and me.
I'm Lone Watie.
They took our pictures.
And the newspaper said...
..."Indians Vow to Endeavor to Persevere."
We thought about it for a long time.
"Endeavor to persevere."
And when we had thought about it long enough...
...we declared war on the Union.
Sergeant said this kid tried to ride through their camp. They got him.
They did, did they?
They've had men on guard here night and day.
No way Wales could get to the Nations.
Where are you going, Fletcher?
I'm heading into the Indian Nations.
Why don't you stay here, Redlegs?
Wales may be back in a year or two.
When we get to the Nations, I want you men to fan out.
$5000 to the one who gets him.
A horned toad can tell you which way to go.
I used to know these things when I was young.
But when I got civilized, I forgot all these things.
I didn't know which way to go.
The horned toad says we should go to Mexico.
Well, Mr. Lone Watie...
...you can take your horned toad down Mexico way.
I've got some unfinished business in Missouri.
I heard General Joe Shelby...
...and some men refused to surrender.
They're going down to Mexico.
I think I'll join them.
Shelby, huh?
I didn't know others hadn't surrendered.
I didn't surrender, neither.
But they took my horse and made him surrender.
They have him pulling a wagon up in Kansas, I'll bet.
You haven't got a horse.
What do you plan on doing, walking to Mexico?
No, there's a trading post right near the Creek Nation.
They got horses to trade.
You have any food here?
All I have is a piece of hard rock candy.
But it's not for eating.
It's just for looking through.
All right.
I'll get you a horse.
What have you got there?
Muskrat.
Muskrat?
What the hell's that?
Muskrat.
No, sir. You got to come up with something more.
- Beaver? - Beaver ain't no good no more.
Get me 10 muskrats...
...and 30 beaver pelts...
...and I'll give you red cloth.
Now that's a very good bargain for you.
Here.
You go have a drink and think about it.
You bring some drink inside, you hear?
I'll tell you, this jerky?
Put it on our bill.
What about these cougar pelts?
Going to put them on our bill too?
This what you give those Indians.
Where's the real stuff?
What do you take for the squaw?
She ain't for sale.
I mean, she ain't mine.
She works here.
See that nose scar?
Know what that means to a Cheyenne?
One too many bucks.
Little squaw likes the bucks, huh?
Tell you, Zukie, you put her on the bill too.
I'll be looking for a horse.
A horse?
The horses belong to these gentlemen.
More than likely... That is...
...I'm sure they'd sell you one.
Look, I've got some beer.
Some good brewed choc.
It's on the house.
You suppose these gentlemen will be...
...available to discuss business before long?
Give me a bucket of that choc.
I got him!
I got me Josey Wales!
5000 gold simoleons walked right in.
- Right to us. - Wait a minute!
He's in my place.
I recognized him too.
I'm due an even split.
Mr. Chain-Blue Lightning himself.
The one that everyone's so scared of.
Well, Mr. Lightning...
...move a muscle, twitch a finger...
...and I'll splatter your guts all over the wall.
When I say move...
...you move real slow...
...like molasses in wintertime.
All right, drop that hammer.
Now, just ease your hands down.
Take them guns out, butt first so's you can get hold of them.
You understand?
Nod, damn you!
Now...
...ease them pistols out.
Well, let's see...
...you say those horses belong to them pilgrims?
I'm getting better at sneaking up on you like this.
Only an Indian can do something like this.
That's what I figured.
You figured?
Only an Indian could do something like that.
It's not right, this damn woman doing something like this to me.
I used to have power.
Now old age is creeping up on me.
I think it's more like old habits than old age.
Who the hell is this woman?
She was back at the trading post. Got in some kind of trouble.
She's not going to Mexico with us.
With us?
Now wait a minute. I got you a horse. You're on your own now.
I've seen a lot today.
I've seen patrols of soldiers all day.
Everybody's looking for you.
She's not going with us.
She says she's Navajo...
...but she was captured by the Cheyenne.
She was violated by one of the bucks of the Arapahos.
Their sign is the dirty nose sign.
Cheyenne Chief, Black Kettle...
...figures that she did not resist enough.
Hell, man, can't you get her to shut up?
Anyway, she says...
...when she came to that trading post...
...she didn't know this man, Zukie Limmer...
...was selling liquor.
She also wants you to know...
...that although he beat her a lot...
...nothing happened between them.
And she says you are a great warrior...
...and that she sort of belongs to you for what you done for her.
Look, you tell her I don't want nobody belonging to me.
That meal was damn good.
I'm going to take up tepee living if it's like this.
You know, she thinks I'm some kind of a Cherokee chief.
I wonder where she ever got that idea.
Chief!
I was just wondering.
I suppose that mangy hound's got no place else to go either.
He might as well ride along with us.
Hell, everybody else is.
Hey, you!
Want to buy some Indian scalps?
Nasty habit, young fellow.
You born in the barn?
The wheat is from Kansas and the molasses comes from Missouri.
We'll do without molasses.
Anything from Missouri has a taint about it.
Grandma, you've got to tread lightly now we're here in Texas.
Lots of nice elements from Missouri coming West.
Nothing nice comes from Missouri. And treading lightly is not my way.
We're from Kansas. Jayhawkers, and proud of it.
I know how you feel. I'm a Hoosier, myself.
Personally, I don't think much of Hoosiers neither.
Yes, friends, yes!
This is a positive remedy for weariness...
...turgidity of the bowels and...
Say, you're an Indian, aren't you?
You speak any English?
Well, sir, this is the very best thing...
...for those who can't handle their liquor.
What's in it?
I don't know. Various things. I'm only the salesman.
You drink it.
What's that?
You drink it.
What can you expect from a nonbeliever?
That old lady don't know the trouble she can get into talking like that.
Too many folks around here with thin skin.
Lots of Southern boys been getting into trouble here.
Cullen Baker and Captain Bob Lee been fighting over in Fannin County.
Bill Longley, Creed Taylor...
...and all them other Taylors down in Gonzalez.
Killed Simp Dixon over in Cotton Gin...
...weighted him down with lead.
I got a picture postcard of it.
Here. Have a look.
Josey Wales.
What say?
Josey Wales. They say he's coming into Texas.
Won't come through here though. Killed 50, 60 men.
Regulators are all over the place looking for him.
How much for all this?
Three dollars.
Those regulators would pay plenty...
...to the man who could identify Josey Wales.
Reckon so.
How about you, sir?
Just a few bottles left. You won't regret it.
Oh, my God!
It's Josey Wales!
You going to pull those pistols or whistle "Dixie"?
Goddamn Indian squaw!
Let's go!
Welcome to Texas, Mr. Lone Watie.
I guess we ain't going to see that little Navajo girl again.
I guess not.
I kind of liked her.
- But it's always like that. - Like what?
Whenever I get to liking someone, they ain't around long.
I notice when you get to disliking someone they ain't around long neither.
How did you know which one was going to shoot first?
That one in the center had a flap holster...
...and he was in no itching hurry.
And the one second from the left...
...had scared eyes. He wasn't going to do nothing.
But that one on the far left...
...had crazy eyes. Figured him to make the first move.
And the one on the right?
Never paid no him no mind.
You were there.
I could have missed.
Yes, sir! It was Josey Wales, all right!
Saw him heading north out of town with a renegade Injun.
I can identify him.
And I'd certainly be glad to share in any reward.
Knew him quite well, actually.
Well, not a hard man to track.
Leaves dead men wherever he goes.
He's heading north now...
...riding with a renegade Indian.
He's heading north now, but he'll turn southwest...
...head for Mexico.
Then we'll turn southwest and head for Mexico.
Tell them to head north.
What are you talking about?
Look at those boys over there with tied-down guns.
Bounty hunters.
Come out of a war, got no other way to make a living.
Every last mother's son of them wants that money you've got on Wales' head.
You and me didn't ride all that way for that.
I don't want to hear Wales is dead.
I want to see Wales dead.
We're heading north, men. Let's ride.
They're following us.
Couple of horses, far off, moving fast.
I don't hear nothing.
Got to be an Indian to know those things.
All right, let's take them out in the sand.