In the ravine south of here, you'll find the rest of the rifles in the wagon. You can have the wagon, we'll take the horses.

Por favor; how many cases of rifles did you take from the train?

Sixteen. We lost one on the trail

[Chuckling and indicating Angel]

He stole it. The mother of the girl he killed told me.

[Angel tries to escape but is caught and brought back before Mapache]

Well, I guess I better get going.

Y Angel?

[Looking around at the Mexican soldiers]

He's a thief; let the General handle him.

Bueno; adios gringo.