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DRIVER: Hyah! Hyah!

WADE: All right, boys, hurry it up.

Come on, let's go.

All right, that does it.

Don't waste time with the passengers.

There's not enough of them to bother with.

It's the money box we want.

$40,000 You sure, Wade?

Maybe more.

Here she comes. All right, mount up.

WADE: All right, here we go!

WADE: Hold it right there, and you won't get hurt!

What's goin' on in there?

I'm coming!

Get the box, Frank.

You got the keys?

Yes, sir.

If it ain't too much trouble,

do you mind handing them over?

No, sir.

Just wait till Jim Hardie

hears about what we got away with this time.

Take your time boys

and get it all.

- You still here? - Yes, Sir.

How'd that happen?

Let's go!

JIM: There isn't much you can say

about Wade Donnellan,

except that he's crafty and cruel

and that he had an unpredictable sense of humor.

He'd roamed the southwest for nearly five years,

but this was his first strike around here.

Donnellan has never seen the inside of a jail.

The law has never even come close

to catching up with him.

He makes every other outlaw look like a two-bit piker.

There's enough reward money riding on Donnellan's head

so as a man could take it easy the rest of his life.

But it didn't do any good. Nothing did,

until he decided to make me the laughingstock of the West.

What's so funny?

Whatcha writin', hon?

Can't you see I'm busy? Yeah!

Whatcha writin'? A love letter...

to Jim Hardie.

What?! Oh, talk sense, Wade.

Here. Read it.

You know I can't read or write.

Tom, what's he up to?

Look, Polly, when I want you to know, I'll tell ya.

Find out.

Wade, where you goin'?

Got me some personal business with Mr. Jim Hardie.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hah!

What in tarnation do you suppose that was all about?

What's up, Jim?

"Wells Fargo has been offering rewards for me for a long time.

"It's about time some of you Wells Fargo people

"get rewards offered for you,

"so I'm offering a reward of $1,000 cash money

"to any man who brings you in dead.

Signed, Wade Donnellan."

Well, brass-bound gall of that critter.

Turnin' the tables and postin' a reward for Jim.

You know what it means, Jim, if Donnellan gets away with this?

No lawman in the country will be safe.

Won't be able to walk the streets without lookin' over his shoulder

or know who to trust.

Or any of our friends might take a notion to

collect blood money from some cocky killer

who wants to rule the roost.

Yeah.

What are you gonna do, Jim?

Just what I came here to do,

go after Wade Donnellan.

Then they won't have anybody to collect from.

TOM: What's up?

I'll tell you what's up.

All of you listen.

We're goin' on a manhunt. A manhunt?

Who we goin' after?

I'm puttin' up a thousand dollars cash reward

for the one of ya gets Jim Hardie.

Hey, amigo, what you mean gets him?

You want this Hardie brought here?

I want him dead.

Is very funny.

Is good joke on Jim Hardie.

You know maybe where he is?

In town, Wells Fargo office.

!Andale!

I will bring back his ears

and nail them on that tree.

Uh, I spoke for him first, yes?

Si.

PEDRO: I make you a good deal.

When I come back, you give me the money. That is so?

Yeah.

PEDRO: Bueno. Then I give you back the money.

Huh?

And you give me the girl.

Wade, you gonna let him get away with that?

Sure!

If it'll get me Jim Hardie.

Aah!

When are we leaving? In the morning.

Better turn in. It's gonna be

a long day tomorrow going after them Donnellans.

JIM: Bed's gonna feel real good.

Look out!

You know him?

He's one of Wade Donnellan's men.

There'll be others.

Get somebody to pick him up.

Ahh.

What's eatin' you?

Nothin'.

Well, then turn off the tears.

Look, Polly, I wanna sleep.

You got somethin' in your craw, spill it.

You shouldn't have done it.

Sellin' me to Pedro like I was a horse or somethin'.

Ahh...

You don't really think I'd let Pedro have you?

You'd do anything to get Jim Hardie.

Almost anything.

Pedro hasn't come back, has he?

No.

I'll bet you a hundred he don't, neither.

Look, that Hardie hombre is pretty smart.

No one's ever gonna take him but me.

The only thing is, I gotta squeeze him,

make him jumpy, so he sees a gun in every shadow,

so he don't know what he's doin',

don't trust no one.

The others are gonna stick out their neck

and soften him up.

I'll take him.

Hey, that's pretty smart.

That ain't all.

This gang is gettin' too big.

You can't hold an outfit of this size together.

The four of us can handle it. Yeah.

Once I cut this gang down to size,

there'll be more for the rest of us.

You're so smart.

Wade, Wade! It's me!

What's up?

I just saw him, Jim Hardie and the marshal.

They got a posse out for us.

They headin' for the river.

Oh? That's real considerate of them.

Better notch your bullets, boys,

so I know which one of you killed him.

There's no payoff unless I'm sure.

Now, let's prepare a little reception

for Mr. Jim Hardie.

I know he'd be real disappointed

if we weren't there to greet him.

We'll take him when they cross the river.

Let's go, huh?

Here they come.

Hold it! We wait.

Take careful aim, boys.

I'd hate to see ya miss him.

You just get ready to shell out that thousand.

Now!

I got Jim Hardie! What are you talking about?

Shut up! Shut up, all of ya!

All right, let's get out of here!

JIM: I figured it might be better this way,

to let everyone think that I was dead.

I was hoping it would give me a chance

to catch Wade Donnellan,

the chance I'd been waiting for.

I'll get a telegram off to the main office.

They'll want to know about Hardie.

Yeah, I guess you better.

Gimme that money!

MAN: Get the money out.

MAN 2: What do you mean get the money out? It's my money!

MAN 3: $1,000, Wade!

Gimme the money.

What happened?

Honey, I got Jim Hardie.

What are you talkin' about?

I killed him.

Sure. Somebody killed him.

How do I know it was you?

Because I say so.

Talk's mighty cheap, Cy.

I called it when I plugged him.

You were right there.

I had a bead on Jim Hardie, too.

So did I. You see?

I say you're a four flusher.

That's mighty big talk, mister.

Maybe you'd like to back that up.

Anytime you're ready.

Now's as good a time as any.

Any one else got a complaint?

Take care of him.

WADE: Frank? Yeah?

You ride up on the ridge and stand guard tonight.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Some of those towners might start mousing around.

Fire a shot if you see anybody comin' this way.

Polly, get the fire goin'!

I'm real hungry!

MAN: Frank's horse!

What do you think happened to him?

There's no blood on the saddle.

Course there ain't.

You didn't hear a shot, did you?

No. What could've happened?

I'll tell you what happened.

Sent him up there to stand guard,

got some shut-eye, and his horse took off.

GREG: Well, how do you like that? And us trustin' him.

Come on, Greg. Let's find him.

Let's take a look over there.

I'd sure hate to be in Frank's shoes

when Wade gets a hold of him.

So you thought I was dead? Yeah.

Who collected the reward, you?

No.

MAN: Frank?

Frank?

Hmm. You want to catch fish,

you gotta set a little bait.

Your horse brought him right to the hook.

Be back for you later.

Frank?

Well, I'll be back for you, too.

Boys are in trouble!

Polly,

you keep out of sight.

Let's go and keep it quiet.

It's Greg!

Look, how was I to know?

You heard the shots.

Yeah.

Well?

He never even fired his gun.

What?

Someone else fired them shots.

Hold it right there.

What you after, mister?

Well, I just left a note for Wade.

I didn't know there was anyone here.

Yeah?

You must be Polly Carter.

How'd you know?

Everybody's heard about you, ma'am.

Yeah?

What kinda message is that?

Well, it's no secret. Why don't you read it?

I, uh...

will.

Now, you behave yourself and you won't get hurt.

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Somebody turned the horses loose!

First, Frank, then Tom, now the horses.

Polly?

Polly!

Polly!

Polly!

It's like fighting a ghost.

What's that?

It's Hardie.

Hardie?

That don't make sense. He's dead.

It's from Hardie, I tell ya!

Hold it!

Hold it, I said!

Can't you see what he's up to?

Empty our ammunition, march in here and take us.

Yeah.

We gotta get out of here.

We can't do nothin' without horses.

We'll pick up the loot and hide out there till morning.

What about Pete?

We'll come back after we get the horses.

Please don't leave me.

40,000.

Hardie ain't gonna get this, I'll tell ya.

You comin', Hank?

Up there.

You wait here.

Hold it!

Throw down that bag.

You might as well come out.

You can't stay in there forever!

WADE: All right, Hardie.

I'm comin'.

Throw out your rifle first.

Now, your six-gun.

Now you.

It was a good try.

JIM: I closed the file on the Donnellan gang.

It's real strange, come to think of it.

You can sit around campfires from border to border

and never hear a word about Wade Donnellan.

They say even the worst of men have some good in them,

but I guess Donnellan was the exception,

and everyone knew it.