[HORSE WHINNIES]
Caine: MASTER, AS I WALK THESE ROADS,
ARE THERE NONE I MAY CALL ON FOR HELP
WHEN I NEED HELP?
Master Po: NONE.
WOULD THIS NOT BE USEFUL?
TO THOSE WHO WOULD DESTROY US.
IN THE PAST,
WHEN WE HAVE RELIED
ON OUR GREAT TEACHERS TO LEAD US,
OUR ENEMIES IN HIGH AND LOW PLACES
COULD DEAL US A MORTAL BLOW
BY SIMPLY LOPPING OFF OUR HEADS.
NOW, IN OUR ONENESS,
WE ARE NOT LIKE A GREAT BEAST
WHICH MAY BE DESTROYED
BY A SINGLE WELL-PLANNED STROKE TO THE BRAIN.
RATHER, WE ARE LIKE AN OCEAN
OF MANY WAVES
OR A FIELD OF FLOWERS.
THOUGH ONE OR MORE BE UPROOTED,
THE OTHERS STILL LIVE WITH A LIFE OF THEIR OWN.
AS A WAVE UPON THIS OCEAN,
A SINGLE FLOWER IN A FIELD OF MANY,
WHAT WILL THE PEOPLE ASK OF ME?
TO LEAD THEM AGAINST THEIR ENEMIES:
THE DESPOTS, THE TYRANTS...
WICKEDNESS, INEQUITIES, IGNORANCE,
PERSECUTION, SUPERSTITION, DISHONOR.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Master Kan: YOUR TREAD MUST BE LIGHT AND SURE,
AS THOUGH YOUR PATH WERE UPON RICE PAPER.
IT IS SAID A SHAOLIN PRIEST
CAN WALK THROUGH WALLS.
LOOKED FOR, HE CANNOT BE SEEN.
LISTENED FOR, HE CANNOT BE HEARD.
TOUCHED, HE CANNOT BE FELT.
THIS RICE PAPER IS THE TEST.
FRAGILE AS THE WINGS OF THE DRAGONFLY,
CLINGING AS THE COCOON OF THE SILKWORM.
WHEN YOU CAN WALK ITS LENGTH
AND LEAVE NO TRACE,
YOU WILL HAVE LEARNED.
[GUITAR PLAYING]
[SAXOPHONE PLAYING]
* I'M GOING HOME *
* TO SOVALO TOWN *
* GONNA KEEP ON WALKING *
* TILL MY SHOES WEAR DOWN *
* IF YOU GOT A PENNY *
* WON'T YOU SHARE IT WITH ME? *
* CAUSE TRIM AND I ARE HUNGRY *
* AND IN MISERY *
SLIM.
WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?
WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT, JONNO.
IT'S YOUR DESERT.
YOU'RE THE CAPTAIN OF THIS EXPEDITION.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY TO SOVALO, TRIM--
ON THE WAY HOME.
YEAH, AND YOU PICK RIGHT NOW TO GIVE A CONCERT
HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE,
AND RIGHT NOW, THERE AIN'T NOBODY HERE.
THERE IS SOMEONE HERE.
YEAH, THIS SANDBOX
IS JUST CRAWLING WITH VISITORS
OUT TO SEE THE SIGHTS.
[STRUMMING GUITAR]
WELCOME TO SYMPHONY HALL, FRIEND.
HIT THE POT?
JONNO AND I APPRECIATE
ANY LITTLE CONTRIBUTION YOU CARE TO MAKE.
I HAVE NO MONEY.
YOU GOT THAT, PARTNER?
YEAH.
YOU EXPECTING ANYBODY ELSE?
HERE?
HMM.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY TO SOVALO, FRIEND. YOU?
THE SAME.
Trim: WHAT'S THAT GONNA BE?
Jonno: THIS? THAT.
I DON'T KNOW.
WELL, SOMETHING'S CROSSED YOUR MIND.
YEAH.
THING I'M ASKING IS WHAT?
I'M NOT SURE.
YOU MEAN TO TELL ME,
YOU'RE SITTING THERE WITH A PIECE OF WOOD IN ONE HAND,
A KNIFE IN THE OTHER, PUTTING THE TWO TOGETHER
WITH NO IDEA OF WHAT'S GOING TO COME OUT?
STRANGE?
PASSING STRANGE.
I'M SITTING HERE, I DON'T KNOW WHERE,
WITH I DON'T KNOW WHO...
ALONGSIDE A MINSTREL GUITARIST
WHO DON'T KNOW WHERE HE'S GOING.
GOING TO SOVALO.
YOU DIDN'T KNOW THAT TILL DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY.
RIGHT.
TELL ME, WHY ARE WE GOING TO SOVALO?
I COULDN'T SAY.
BUT YOU'LL KNOW WHEN WE GET THERE.
WITH ANY LUCK.
AND I'M GOING ALONG
AS IF I WAS IN MY RIGHT MIND,
NOT EVEN SURE WHERE I AM NOW,
NOT TO MENTION WHAT I'M WALKING INTO NEXT.
Caine: MAY I ASK, MASTER,
WHEN I LEAVE THE TEMPLE,
WHAT WILL BE EXPECTED OF ME?
TO WALK THE ROADS OF THE LAND
AND USE WHAT YOU HAVE LEARNED
FOR THE NEEDS AND BENEFITS OF THE PEOPLE.
WILL I ALWAYS KNOW
WHEN TO ACT AND WHEN TO STAND OFF?
THAT WHICH YOU DO NOT KNOW,
THE DOING WILL QUICKLY TEACH YOU.
DO YOU KNOW SOVALO?
I WAS BORN THERE.
YOU NEVER TOLD ME THAT.
YOU NEVER ASKED.
HE NEVER ASKED, EITHER.
TRIM, IT WILL ALL COME TOGETHER
WHEN WE GET TO SOVALO.
WAIT AND SEE.
[PLAYING SLOW MELODY]
HOW MANY TIMES IS THIS FOR YOU, MANUEL?
ALRIGHT, GET OUT OF HERE.
YOU'LL BE ALRIGHT HERE?
I'M HOME.
HANG ON, HEAR?
[PLAYING FAST MELODY]
JONNO?
YES.
IT IS KWAI CHANG CAINE.
I KNOW.
WHERE IS YOUR FRIEND?
CLOSE BY.
WHAT WILL YOU DO NOW?
A LITTLE FOOD,
A LITTLE MUSIC, AND THEN...
AND THEN?
THERE'S A PLACE HERE IN SOVALO,
WHEN I WAS A BOY.
I MUST FIND IT AGAIN.
AND WHEN YOU DO?
ALL QUESTIONS WILL BE ANSWERED.
HOW CAN YOU FIND IT?
TRIM WILL TAKE ME THERE.
I SEEM TO REMEMBER A DRY WASH,
A CIRCLE OF OAKS,
A PATH BETWEEN THE ROCKS.
AND YOU, WHAT DO YOU SEEK?
I MUST FIND A WOMAN
AND RETURN A WATCH...
AND A HORSE.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
YEAH?
MR. BARROW,
THERE'S SOMETHING YOU OUGHT TO KNOW.
TOM HOBART.
YOU'VE SEEN HIM?
NOT HIM, NO. HIS HORSE--
BROUGHT IN BY A DRIFTER. THERE WAS 3 OF THEM.
AND HOBART?
NOT A SIGN.
ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THE HORSE?
COULDN'T MISS IT.
WHERE ARE THESE DRIFTERS?
ONE OF THEM'S WITH THE HORSE.
THE OTHERS...
YOU BETTER COME TAKE A LOOK FOR YOURSELF.
Trim: COME ON, Y'ALL.
PICK IT, JONNO.
STEP AROUND, FOLKS.
COME UP AND DROP SOMETHING IN THE HAT HERE.
THANK YOU, MA'AM.
THAT'S IT.
[PLAYING FAST MELODY]
THANK YOU, MA'AM. THANK YOU.
[PLAYING CAMPTOWN RACES]
PICK IT.
THANKS. THANK YOU, SIR.
THANK YOU.
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
YOU WANT HIM PICKED UP?
LET HIM ALONE.
Woman: TOM?
TOM? TOM?
HE IS NOT HERE.
WHO ARE YOU?
I AM CAINE.
HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE?
WHERE'S MY HUSBAND?
THE DOOR WAS UNLOCKED.
I WAS WAITING FOR YOU.
WELL, I WAS AT WORK. I..
MRS. HOBART...
YOUR HUSBAND IS DEAD.
DEAD?
YES.
ARE YOU SURE?
I SAW HIM DIE.
WHA...
HOW?
HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?
HE FELL FROM HIS HORSE, STRUCK HIS HEAD.
WHERE DID IT HAPPEN?
ABOUT 30 MILES.
AND THE BODY?
I THOUGHT IT BEST TO BURY.
WELL, HE--HE WOULD HAVE BEEN CARRYING A...
I BROUGHT EVERYTHING.
IS THERE NOTHING ELSE?
HOW DID YOU FIND ME?
I AM SORRY, MRS. HOBART.
ARE YOU SURE THAT...
THAT THERE'S NOTHING ELSE?
CERTAIN.
IF THERE IS SOMETHING I CAN DO...
OHH...
WHO WAS HE?
WHAT'S HAPPENED TO TOM?
HE'S DEAD.
WHERE IS IT?
WHERE'S THE MAP?
THAT'S ALL THERE WAS.
OWW! MIKE, I SWEAR!
ON WHAT? EVEN TOM WAS SMART ENOUGH NOT TO TRUST YOU.
ALRIGHT, THEN, YOU FIND IT.
YOU SAW ME COME IN, HIM GO OUT.
WHEN WOULD I HAVE TIME TO HIDE IT?
HE MADE A MAP. WE BOTH KNOW THAT.
PROBABLY ONE OF THOSE DRIFTERS.
MIKE! MIKE, I...
I BROUGHT TOM TO YOU,
AND I...
WELL, I...
I'M A WIDOW NOW, AND I--
YOU'RE NO WORSE OFF THAN YOU WERE BEFORE.
[JONNO PLAYING GUITAR]
CAINE?
YES, IT IS KWAI CHANG CAINE.
HOW DID YOU KNOW?
I COULD TELL BY YOUR FOOTSTEPS.
DID YOU GIVE BACK THE HORSE?
YES.
YOU ARE ALONE?
WHERE IS TRIM?
[PLAYING GUITAR SOFTLY]
WILL YOU BE ALRIGHT HERE,
ALL BY YOURSELF?
28 YEARS.
WHAT?
I'VE BEEN AWAY FROM SOVALO.
REMEMBER THAT PLACE I TOLD YOU ABOUT?
WHERE ALL QUESTIONS WOULD BE ANSWERED.
YES.
[PLAYING GUITAR SOFTLY]
THE DRY WASH IS GONE.
THERE'S NO CIRCLE OF OAKS.
Caine: YOU COULD NOT FIND IT.
AH, IT WAS ONLY A PLACE.
AND TRIM?
I TOLD TRIM THAT ALL OF HIS QUESTIONS
WOULD BE ANSWERED, TOO.
NOW, HE'S COME A LONG WAY WITH ME.
TRAVELED 1,000 MILES
IN THE WIND AND THE RAIN AND THE DUST...
TO FIND A PLACE THAT IS NOT THERE.
YOU UNDERSTAND HOW HE FELT.
YOU QUARRELED?
A LITTLE BIT.
YOU CANNOT STAY HERE.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I TOLD TRIM.
WE'RE ON A ROAD LINED WITH EUCALYPTUS.
THE TOWN IS THAT WAY.
THAT WAY, MY COUSIN RAOUL LIVES.
HE'LL BE GLAD TO SEE ME.
AND IF HE, TOO, IS NO LONGER THERE?
NOT RAOUL.
THIS COUSIN OF YOURS, THIS RAOUL,
I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO MEET HIM.
IT WILL HAPPEN.
VAMANOS, VAMANOS, A CASA DE RAOUL.
HEH!
Jonno: RAOUL?
RAOUL?
RAOUL, IT IS JONNO.
THERE IS NO ONE HERE.
WHAT WILL YOU DO?
I WILL WAIT.
HERE.
GRACIAS, AMIGO.
BOYS...
WHO IS IT?
NAME'S ARCHER, DEPUTY SHERIFF.
THIS YOUR HOUSE?
NO.
BREAKING AND ENTERING.
NO, SIR. THIS IS THE HOUSE OF MY COUSIN.
TURN YOUR POCKETS OUT.
WHY?
YOU KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
NOW BE A GOOD BOY, SONNY. DO IT.
I HAVE NO POCKETS.
GIVE ME THAT.
HE CANNOT SEE.
PLEASE.
NO!
GIVE IT UP.
ARE YOU ALRIGHT? YES.
YOU ARE FREE TO GO.
I DO NOT WISH TO GO.
[SAXOPHONE PLAYING]
WHO ARE YOU?
MY NAME IS CAINE.
YOU'RE THE ONE THAT BROUGHT IN TOM HOBART'S HORSE.
YES.
YOU SEARCH HIS POCKETS?
YES.
WHY?
I WISHED TO KNOW WHO HE WAS.
DID HE SAY ANYTHING TO YOU BEFORE HE DIED?
NO.
TOM HOBART WAS CARRYING SOMETHING FOR ME.
YOU SAY YOU HAVEN'T GOT IT,
OR MAYBE IT'S STILL ON HIS BODY,
OR SOMEBODY'S LYING.
I AM TELLING THE TRUTH.
ARCHER?
I'M RIDING OUT TO TAKE A LOOK AT TOM HOBART.
HE'S DEAD.
HE WON'T MIND.
PUT THEM AWAY.
LET'S GO.
TRIM.
IS YOUR FRIEND SPEAKING TO ME?
YEAH, I'M TALKING TO YOU.
WELL, WOULD YOU TELL YOUR FRIEND
I'M NOT TALKING TO HIM?
TRIM, I'M REALLY SORRY
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED OUT THERE.
AIN'T BUT ONE PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR TRIM
COMING TO THIS FINE TOWN OF SOVALO,
GETTING HIS HEAD PROMPTLY BASHED IN
AND PUSHED ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THESE IRON BARS,
AND THAT FOOL IS TRIM HIMSELF.
THE 3 OF YOU BETTER HEAR THIS.
ESPECIALLY YOU, SONNY.
WORD IS PASSING AROUND OUT THERE
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO TOM HOBART.
YOU 3 BUSHWHACKERS JUST HAPPENED TO BE OUT THERE
IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE WHEN HE FELL OFF HIS HORSE.
NOW, SOME OF THEM MIGHT JUST TAKE IT INTO THEIR HEADS
TO PAY YOU A VISIT TONIGHT.
AND WITH THE SHERIFF BEING AWAY,
YOU CAN JUST BET I AIN'T GOING TO RISK
TOO MUCH TO HOLD THEM BACK.
I AIN'T SEEN A HANGING IN A LONG TIME.
MIGHT BE A TREAT TONIGHT...
3 OF THEM AT ONCE.
YOU BOYS GOT YOURSELF A VISITOR.
YOU GOT 5 MINUTES.
JONNO.
RAOUL!
I BROUGHT YOU SOMETHING TO EAT.
TRIM?
YEAH?
THIS IS MY COUSIN RAOUL.
COUSIN, I CAME A LONG WAY TO MEET YOU,
AND IT'S BEEN WORTH EVERY STEP OF THE WAY.
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, JONNO?
I'VE DONE NOTHING.
THAT IS NOT WHAT THEY SAY OUT THERE.
WHAT DO THEY SAY?
THEY TALK OF A KILLING.
SURE.
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO COME BACK?
SOMETHING I THOUGHT I REMEMBERED.
NOT IN SOVALO.
A DREAM, MAYBE.
A DRY WASH, A BANK OF TREES.
COTTONWOOD AND OAK.
WHAT?
ALONG THE WASH WHERE WE PLAYED TOGETHER.
A DRY WASH?
YOU REMEMBER.
THERE WAS ONE?
SURE!
WHEN WE SEARCHED, THERE WAS NO WASH.
COVERED OVER.
Jonno: WHY?
Raoul: WHY?
HOW CAN I FIND IT?
Raoul: WHAT IS NO LONGER THERE?
WHERE IT WAS, RAOUL.
PUSIERA... THE TREES.
TREES?
SURE. THEY COVERED UP THE WASH,
BUT--BUT THE TREES ARE STILL THERE.
COTTONWOOD.
AND OAK, YES.
TIME'S UP.
YOU HEAR ME, RAOUL?
THEY'RE STILL THERE--
THE CIRCLE OF OAKS
AND THE PATH BETWEEN THE STONES.
IT'LL LIKELY BE THERE TOMORROW.
THE QUESTION IS, WILL WE?
WE MUST GET OUT.
OH, MAN.
HEY! HEY, YOU!
COME HERE.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
RAOUL MARCADA.
A LOCAL. HE'S A GOOD BOY.
ALRIGHT, GO ON HOME.
THERE'S NOTHING TO DO BUT JUST WAIT.
IT'LL BE DARK IN A LITTLE WHILE.
Woman: YOU ARE RAOUL MARCADA?
YES.
DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?
YES.
SIT DOWN.
HOW LONG HAS YOUR FAMILY LIVED IN SOVALO, RAOUL?
MANY GENERATIONS.
THINGS ARE NOT WHAT THEY USED TO BE,
ARE THEY?
NO.
YOU KNOW I HAVE SPANISH BLOOD IN ME.
I KNOW.
YOUR FAMILY OWNS PROPERTY AROUND HERE.
THERE--THERE WAS A LAND GRANT.
YES, I CHECKED IT OUT.
MOSTLY DESERT, DRY HILLS.
YES.
I'M GOING TO DO YOU A FAVOR.
I'M GOING TO TAKE IT OFF YOUR HANDS.
WH--WHY?
RAOUL...
DON'T ASK TOO MANY QUESTIONS.
SIGN.
BUT...
HERE'S $100
FOR WHAT WE CALL AN OPTION ON YOUR LAND.
$100!
THERE'LL BE MORE
IF I DECIDE TO GO AHEAD WITH THE PURCHASE.
BUT--
SIGN IT.
SENORA, THERE IS SOMETHING YOU SHOULD KNOW.
WHAT?
THE LAND DOES NOT BELONG TO ME ALONE.
YOU'RE THE LAST OF THE MARCADAS.
NO, I HAVE A COUSIN, JONNO,
WHO HAS LATELY RETURNED TO SOVALO.
HE'S HERE NOW?
YES.
WHERE?
IN JAIL.
AAH!
OOH!
AHH!
COME.
LET'S GO.
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
AS FAR AWAY FROM SOVALO AS WE CAN.
NO.
I DIDN'T HEAR THAT.
THERESA!
IT SEEMS TO VEER OFF
A LITTLE TO THE LEFT HERE, JONNO.
DOES THAT SEEM RIGHT?
UM...FOLLOW THE LINE OF TREES
AND THROUGH BEFORE THE LAST ONE,
OR WHAT USED TO BE THE LAST.
IT SHOULD BE THERE.
YOU DREW A FULL HOUSE, JONNO.
YOU SAID YOU WERE LOOKING FOR A CIRCLE.
YES. A CIRCLE OF OAKS.
IT IS HERE.
YEAH, OAKS.
ALRIGHT, GET OUT.
IF I FIND YOU ANYWHERE NEAR SOVALO BY NIGHTFALL,
YOU'RE DEAD!
YOU UNDERSTAND?
YES, SIR.
WELL, YOU GOT US THIS FAR, JONNO.
WHAT NOW?
YOU ARE STANDING BEFORE A TRIANGLE OF TREES,
LOOKING AT THE ROCKS.
YES.
30 STEPS AWAY,
THERE ARE 2 BOULDERS,
EACH OVER 3 FEET HIGH,
AND BRUSH BEHIND THEM.
YOU'RE THE GENERAL, JONNO.
ALRIGHT, WHAT NOW, JONNO?
WHAT DO YOU EXPECT TO FIND IN THERE, JONNO?
HEH. I DON'T KNOW.
ARE WE BACK TO THAT?
ALL QUESTIONS ANSWERED, YOU SAID.
WE MUST GO IN.
Jonno: THIS WAY.
Trim: JONNO?
YEAH?
WHEN WERE YOU HERE BEFORE?
WHEN I WAS A KID.
WHAT HAPPENED THEN?
SOMETHING. YOU'LL SEE.
LISTEN.
RIGHT THROUGH HERE.
WHAT DO WE DO NOW, JONNO?
WAIT.
WAIT?
WAIT.
Theresa: MIKE?
HEY, JONNO, THIS WAITIN'...
CAN YOU GIVE ME AN IDEA OF HOW LONG IT'S GOING TO BE?
Caine: LOOK.
TRIM?
YEAH.
THE SUNLIGHT DRIPPING OFF THE SIDES OF THE CAVE
LIKE A STREAM OF HONEY.
Trim: SO THICK, A MAN COULD BE CARRIED OFF SMOOTH AND PEACEFUL.
HE'D KNOW IT WAS ALRIGHT.
FUNNY THING.
WHAT?
THIS BLUE STUFF IN THIS ROCK.
I'D SWEAR IT WAS--
SILVER.
YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE THE ASSAY REPORT.
I DIDN'T WHEN MY HUSBAND FIRST BROUGHT A PIECE OF IT HOME.
THE BIGGEST DISCOVERY OF SILVER
ANYWHERE IN THESE PARTS.
HE WOULDN'T TELL ME WHERE IT WAS.
HE DIDN'T TRUST ME.
SO I SENT HIM TO THE SHERIFF TO GET BACKING.
BARROW WANTED TO TAKE A LOOK AT THE MINE BEFORE HE'D INVEST,
AND TOM DIDN'T TRUST HIM EITHER.
HE SAID HE'D GET THE BACKING HIMSELF,
AND NOW...
NOW IT'S ALL MINE...
AS SOON AS...
AS SOON AS?
ONE OF ITS PREVIOUS OWNERS
IS OUT OF THE WAY.
[GUNSHOT]
Caine: IT IS WELL, MASTER.
Master Po: TELL ME.
BODY AND MIND AS ONE,
WORKING IN UNISON.
THEY ARE ONE.
IT IS AS THOUGH THE UNITY
MADE THOUGHT ITSELF UNNECESSARY.
AND ALL THOSE YEARS OF RIGOR AND DISCIPLINE?
WHAT ELSE COULD A MAN SEEK
EXCEPT THIS UNITY?
AS THE WISE FARMER PUTS BACK INTO THE LAND
AT LEAST AS MUCH AS HE HAS TAKEN OUT OF IT,
SO, SOON, MUST YOU GIVE BACK TO OTHERS
WHAT YOU HAVE TAKEN FOR YOURSELF.
I AM READY.
HA HA HA!
YOU ARE READY, GRASSHOPPER.
READY, INDEED. HA HA HA!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
HEY.
SO, YOU'RE RICH MEN, NOW.
SOME SAY.
I FOUND OUT WHAT JONNO WAS CARVING ALL THAT TIME.
TELL ME.
YOU TELL ME.
JONNO.
[WHISTLES]
[PLAYING LIGHT TUNE]
[ALL PLAYING TOGETHER]
[FLESH SIZZLES]