The Scalphunters

00:02:54 ? My mother was a Baptist, boys

00:06:36 (shouts in Kiowa)

00:09:18 Well, Mr Bass, couldn't you kinda consider me a captured Comanche?

00:12:59 - Yes, sir. - And shut up.

00:18:01 Mr Bass, I do not intend to put up with any more of this walking.

00:21:07 I guess a slave like you got fed pretty good in that big house kitchen.

00:24:41 Howie! How many times I gotta tell you? Get that sack of hair off my wagon.

00:27:36 Centlemen. Am I glad to see you.

00:33:01 You see that? Sagebrush. Crows where nothing else will.

00:35:31 Why, you'll be right in the most high-toned society, Miss Kate. A lady.

00:39:53 (music stops)

00:42:56 Fine country, Mexico. I think I'll like it.

00:47:26 ? And we always be polite

00:51:07 Dead. Let's move it out.

01:02:03 That's right. How'd you know that?

01:04:09 Oh, Miss Kate!

01:07:07 Whoa, now. Whoa. Easy.

01:13:05 Howie, listen to him.

01:15:50 I know you're out there, sneaking around. Who do you think you are? Daniel Boone?

01:18:29 Go ahead. Kill us all.

01:22:07 Now, my boy, you... you put that knife down.

01:26:47 Oh, quit acting like a damn fool.

01:30:36 Aaaargh!

01:38:53 ENHOH