you look like you've been cutting a hard trail. it to fort considine? oh, about eight miles due eaea. - thanks. - hey, wait a minute. you sure you want fort considine? is that wrong? well, soldiers pulled out of there years ago. nothing there but the wind and the echoes. even the coyotes are lonesome up there. eight miles? thanks.

you look like you've been cutting a hard trail. it to fort considine? oh, about eight miles due eaea. - thanks. - hey, wait a minute. you sure you want fort considine? is that wrong? well, soldiers pulled out of there years ago. nothing there but the wind and the echoes. even the coyotes are lonesome up there. eight miles? thanks. ( wood squeaks ) that's far enough, mister. drop it. i'll use it. i swear i will. guess you would. now kick it away. what do you want here? i was invited. - what's your name? - josh randall. who sent for you? what you want to hear? - it's not enough. - well, it's enough for me, lady. i ate a lot of dust to get here, and i'm not about to play games. let me see it. - what? - the telegraph message. i didn't say it was a telegraph message. please. please, i just gotta be sure. just toss it over to me. i'm sorry, mr. randall. i just can't trust anybody, not now. who are you, miss? jody sykes. i sent this message for my father. where is the colonel? been a long time, colonel. you u n drop that "colonel" talk. i haven't worn a unifor