Little Ricky.
- Ricky?
- What?
- I don't know why he puts up with her.
- Do you think Ethel will be mad at me?
I wouldn't be surprised
if she punched you right in the nose.
If she were mine,
I'd cut off her nose.
- This is for you.
- For me?
Snake bite.
We have lots of those around.
When white men bring gifts,
it means they
want something in return.
You got that right, brother.
They say that you know
a lot about Apache history.
You want me to tell stories.
That's what I do best.
Take a load off.
Many winters ago...
the white eyes gave us this land
for as long as the grass grows
and the water flows.
But as you can see,
we got screwed.
What are you getting at?
I think he wants
a piece of the action.
No, not me.
The Great Spirit.
Okay, we'll give your tribe...
...twenty percent of anything we find.
Twenty percent?
Two percent. Two.
Okay, twenty percent
if the information pays off.
We want to hear about an Aztec priest
who got here in the 16th century.
Do you know the story?
- You'll tell us.
- I'll tell you.
But you're probably
not going to believe me.
I know just how you feel.
Come with me.
He was called Firewalker...
because his soul
could fly to the sun.
He would gather his power,
and his power...
oh, was great.
- What was I talking about?
- The firewalker.
Oh, yes.
Now I remember.
It was the Spaniards.
They came in search of
the firewalker's gold.
What happened to the firewalker?
Legend says he flew to the sun...
...there to walk
among the fire forever.
This is the story of the firewalker.
It's all I know.
That's it? That's our big lead?
Beware of the coyote.
He is very treacherous and powerful.
I don't care about coyotes.
I want to know where the gold is.
If I knew that,
I'd go get it myself.
- Twenty percent?
- Don't blame me.
Wait.
Soon, many spirits
will come to speak to you.
Some will be evil and very strong.
This will help protect you
from the evil spirits.
What is it?
It's dust, bones, magic.
Thank you.
I don't know how Tonto did it.
Okay, we've got gold,
human sacrifice,
the dagger and the sun.
Gin.
- We're playing poker.
- Oh.
Max.
The Spanish conquered
the Aztecs in 1522.
Now, the date
on this painting says 1527.
According to your theory,
it took Aztec priests five years
to get here from somewhere
in Central America.
All I know is,
if that gold isn't in that cave,
then it has to be somewhere else.
Right, right--now, we've got half of
Central America to choose from.
Where would you like to start?
You're so smart.
San Miguel?
Right in between
Aztec and Mayan country.
You believe in witches, Leo?
I bring a potion from Tall Eagle.
He has cast a spell
to protect you from evil.
I never turn down a good potion.
Heady stuff.
Max, you son of a bitch! Wake up!
Good night...coyote.
How is he?
He's sleeping like a baby.
He's been drugged, though.
I thought this trip was
the most important thing in my life.
But if anything happens
to you or Max...
Then it would be
our fault, not yours.
Look, if we weren't out there
chasing that pot of gold,
I'd be somewhere
chasing another one.
- It's what we do.
- Is the money really worth it?
- Not so far.
- Then why do you do it?
Because Max does.
He has a way of
getting things out of me
that I never knew I had in me.
Okay, so you do it
because he does it,
and he does it because
he wants to find buried treasure.
It's not the finding that Max thrives on.
It's the looking.
- Even though it's so dangerous.
- Because it's so dangerous.
Look, if you want
to turn back, it's okay.
If we find anything,
you'll still get your share.
No, I can't do that.
It's very complicated, Leo,
but this is something
that I have to do.
Besides, you guys'll take care of me.
Sure, if you get killed,
we won't owe you a dime.
Well, hey, a girl can't ask
for a better deal than that.
Well, we better get some sleep.
He's gonna be hell to catch up with
when he wakes up.