Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Faster. He is escaping.

Major Whitside, 7th cavalry,

- It is not how it appears. - He forced you into his quarters.

Can you envision her offspring from an Al-Hattal cross?

East becomes west. West becomes south.

Do not harm him, Katib.

I've never... taken money for quittin' a race.

Like a stallion not worthy of breeding.

Sittin' on that ranch lookin' at nothin' but green.

who guards the secrets of the passage to the sea.

Assemble on the rim.

Go rob pilgrims. That is your calling.

I pay 40% of the purse to the sheikh.

Have you never seen a slave market, Mr. Frank?

I reckon we'll both find out, ma'am.

Maybe I got good at hidin' my face, too.

On cold nights, my wives sleep in the stable tents...

were awarded at a place called Wounded Knee.

There are those who are chosen to be winners

but because you are one who rides far from himself, and wishes not to look home.

My father was a cavalry scout.

Could it be a real and living war chief of the red race?

Major Davenport. Yeah.

I suggest you take your seats.

do you think it would stand erect?

You are carried by the West Wind itself, Bin Al Reeh.

You've taken him so very far from anything he's ever known.

The house of Sheikh Riyadh will be greatly honored.

No, it's somethin' Wild Bill said to me one night.

How you doin', partner?

I send your head to my uncle, wrapped in Baghdad silk.

carry a man through battle,

Al-Hattal! Al-Hattal!

But you won a friend.

My father reads many books from the outside world.

He said he has no place else to go.

to upset my failing pancreas.

Are you all right, sir?

"A gift from above."

It's none of our affair.

If any harm has befallen the child,

You heard of the OK Corral?

Come here, skinner.

and saw their great general killed in battle.

Across the Arabian Desert.

The cistern's dry.

Hey, Phoebe Anne. Get your own gun.

Know this, Aziz.

Mothers, hold your children close. This is not an act.

Sending a slave with no rurula to do a man's job.

Easy, boys. Long way to Damascus.

I could defeat any rider in the great race, if I was allowed to sit the back of Al-Hattal.

This was the proud 7th who fought at the Little Bighorn

These boys are serious, Frank.