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♪

Watch my hand, huh, Trampas?

You see, you can hit.

What's the use if I can't get it all together?

There's nothing wrong with your draw.

Sure, if I draw slow I can ding a horsefly.

Took me two years. You just gotta build it.

Hey, where you going? Get married.

What about my... what?

I am going to my... wedding.

Wedding.

Well, yeah, it's possible.

You?

Oh, come on now, Trampas,

you know women just fall all over me.

You don't know any women.

You know a bar hostess and a widow with a mustache.

Yeah, well, I got me a winner.

19 years old, big brown eyes.

She lives down in San Ysidro.

San Ysidro? I've been there.

I stayed there a couple of months when I had cattle fever

pushing beef down the Rio Grande.

Well, her old man just happens to be boss of the whole town.

His name's Zaragosa.

- El Jefe? - That's right.

Corporal from Santa Anna's army?

That's him. It's his daughter, Teresa.

Yeah, Tere... Teresa?

How'd a respectable girl like that meet up with you?

Coming down on a train from St. Louis.

I was supposed to get off at El Paso.

Shoot, I just followed her right to the end of the line.

So Pick Lexington's got a ring in his nose.

Hey, Trampas?

Now, listen, you're my best friend.

I sure would appreciate it

if you'd ride on down there with me

and, well, be my best man.

San Ysidro's clear to the border.

I'll tell you what, Trampas.

I'll trade you for some pointers on fast draw.

Pick? You got yourself a best man.

♪

Mama, mama!

Look, look, look!

Hernan!

Señor Trampas!

Go and tell Jefe Trampas is back.

Well, you gonna dance with me, Mama Fe?

- What? - At the ceremony.

Hey, Mama Fe.

Well, see ya later, Mama Fe.

Didn't seem too happy to see you.

Well, you know.

Mother-in-law.

Go inside.

- Trampas! - El Jefe!

You got a new horse, huh? A new hat!

This is an honor! My town is your town.

Gracias.

How come you came back?

The ceremony.

That's not till Sunday.

Oh.

Yeah, you were here before a couple of months ago.

Hey, that's right, I was just... down here on business.

Uh, and this is my assistant in governing

the people of San Ysidro, Cristobal Nieves.

- Howdy. - Howdy do?

- My brother-in-law Hernan. - Hernan.

- Hello. - Tia Marguerita.

You know my first lady, Mama Fe.

- My sons, Chucho. - Chucho.

Pepe.

This one I don't know.

Oh, my daughter Teresa.

- Señor Trampas. - Teresa.

Chucho said someone important was here.

Well, you ready for the big day?

Señor Lexington.

Teresa.

Everything all set? It's a big day, huh?

The decorations are up. Must be looking forward to it.

- You haven't asked her yet, huh? - I'm working up to it.

Yeah. Well, you're looking fit, Jefe.

Matter of fact, your whole family's top card.

I know we're gonna have a big fiesta,

but I'll be darned if I know exactly what we're celebrating.

- The 17th of May! - I like the sound of it.

We fire the cannon, blow the bugle,

- ride for salute. - Have something to do

with the old brigade, Santa Anna.

- His birthday! - Of course, his birthday.

The way you got things decorated so pretty,

I thought maybe it was gonna be a wedding.

No, no wedding.

We fire the cannon, blow the bugle,

ride for salute.

Maybe afterwards, have a little wine,

- sing a little? - Yeah.

Chucho, Pepe, get the sack rolls.

Tia Marguerita, Teresa?

Help Mama Fe cook something special.

- Teresa. - Sí.

I thought you said you were getting married.

- I am. - That's what you think.

You're not sweeping some floozy off her feet.

You got to ask Teresa, then you act gotta ask Mama Fe,

then she asks the priest,

Tia Marguerita puts her two cents in

along with Hernan, Cristobal, Chucho, Pepe.

You gotta clear it with the whole town.

Well, I'll just start on it tonight.

All you have to do is offer to carry her basket.

What if she ain't carrying a basket?

Basket, bundle, pot,

whatever she's carrying to the well.

How do I know she's going to a well?

Who cares where she's headed?

The idea is to escort her so you can pop the question.

Pop the question, right. Okay. Right, I'm all set.

Here she comes. Here she comes.

I thought you said you have everything all set.

Come on, Trampas, I know the look of love when I see it.

What kind of look is she giving Cristobal?

It's just pity.

She's just sorry she has to dump him.

Look, she can't even keep her eyes front.

Neither can he.

Come on, Trampas.

- What have you got in your hair? - Hmm?

Hey, hey, Trampas, there's a merchant store

on the south side

where they sell necklaces and bracelets and all.

Now you're talking. A present might do some good.

Present? I'm buying me a wedding ring.

Silencio, por favor.

In honor of my good friend Trampas

and in honor of his friend, uh...

Pick Lexington.

"Peek Lehington"...

Li... Liht...

In honor of this fine fellow,

I have made arrangements to bring over here tonight

the finest guitar player in San Ysidro to play for you.

Manuel Iglesias. Manuel?

Bueno, bueno.

♪

Warm night.

Yes.

Would you care to go for a breath of air?

Cristobal has already asked us to go for a breath of air.

Come on, Pick.

El Jefe wants to play some cards.

Come on.

Now I'm not practicing drawing on a man.

Shooting against people is no good.

But it's a handy skill to have if you're working on a ranch.

See, you might just be walking along like this,

and all of a sudden, you hear a rattlesnake!

That's, uh... That's the general idea.

Pick, show them how you shoot a head off a copperhead.

What's all the shooting about?

It was me.

I was just doing a little target practice.

Ah. If it's you, Trampas, it's all right.

Any time you feel like disturbing the peace,

just inform Cristobal and enjoy yourself.

- Gracias. - Let me see you hit this, eh?

So you know how to shoot a gun.

You're not the only one that can cut a rope.

Well, looks like we got a pair of champions here.

Now it's my turn.

Señorita.

Yeah, but I hit it!

Little messy.

Guess I oughta stick to rope next time.

I know what's the matter with you.

You're mad because Cristobal cut that rope twice to your one.

Oh, please, Trampas, I could have cut the rope

to fluff if you hadn't started throwing eggs.

Pick, Cristobal's a crack shot.

Look, I'm not here to mess with Cristobal.

Well, that's what it's coming to.

Well... maybe I am a little ahead of myself.

Now you're talking. Where you going?

I'm going to exchange this.

For what?

An engagement ring.

What makes you think she's going to an accept

- an engagement ring? - I gotta start somewhere.

Mama Fe won't even let you get close enough

to give you her a smile.

I got that figured out, Trampas.

Oh? How?

You're gonna give it to her for me.

We've known each other for many years,

but during the past few months,

everything has changed.

You know how I feel about you.

My heart is full of love and respect.

I want to ask her father...

to let you become my wife.

I want your permission that I ask his permission.

You know you don't have to answer now.

Think about it.

But if your heart is also full of love...

please say yes.

Teresa? Here. Let me hold the basket.

You can shovel it to 'em.

- Teresa? - Hmm?

My friend Pick Lexington, he had to go on some business,

so he asked me in case I ran into you before he did

to give you a small package and a note to go with it.

- What is it? - Search me.

It can't be much. It's no bigger than a thimble.

He said if it wasn't satisfactory

to please return it.

Here.

I'm sorry.

I can't read.

Don't worry about that.

He can't write, so I jotted it down for him.

Here, I'll render it to you.

Señorita Teresa Zaragosa, San Ysidro Township.

Dear one...

Dear what?

One. One who is dear.

It's a polite salutation.

Oh, yes. Please.

Please permit me to plight my troth.

What does he want me to do?

To plight his troth.

Does he need my permission to do that?

Well, it's his troth.

He can't plight it without your consent.

I'd better ask Mama Fe.

There's no need to do that until you make up your mind.

She may not allow me to accept a keepsake.

It's not exactly a keepsake.

What is it?

Well, it's a... a ring.

- Jewelry? - Well, it's not jewelry.

I mean, it's just not any old ring.

It's... it's an engagement ring.

Engagement for marriage?

Looks like that's what he's driving at, yeah.

Is he crazy?

He's a little eccentric.

Any return message?

No? Yes?

Maybe?

There is no return message.

Teresa...

I just cannot think of too many things all at once.

Promise you won't tell Mama Fe?

No.

Then I won't tell you.

I promise.

You won't tell Hernan.

He's my husband.

I promise not to tell him.

Swear on your heart.

You're too happy. I know what it is.

- No, you don't. - Yes, I do.

Somebody has asked you to marry him.

Wrong.

What is it?

Two somebodies have asked me to marry them.

No, you can't do that.

What do you mean no return message?

She wouldn't even open it.

Well... well, what'd she say?

She asked me if you were crazy.

Well, how'd she look?

Sort of, uh...

cross-eyed.

Promise not to tell Jefe?

Teresa's a good girl. She loves her father.

She would do nothing to break his heart.

Anything has to do with the family

is all that matters to her.

She will choose the right one.

I know she will choose the right one.

All I can say is you're a rotten messenger.

- You heard of John Smith? - No, I did not.

He had a go-between.

Well, I hope he was a lot better than you.

Miles Standish, that's who he picked.

Never heard of him neither.

It won't mean much if I tell you what his girlfriend said.

What'd she say?

"Speak for yourself, John."

Can't pin 'em down, can you?

- There. - May I join on you?

Pull up a knife.

I can't stay too long. Jefe's waiting.

Señor "Lehington."

Lex. Lexington.

That's what I said.

There's a lot of talk going around

about how you're making a fool of yourself.

In what way might that be?

By breaking our customs.

Uh, well, I... I guess that's my fault, Cristobal.

No, Señor Trampas, you didn't break any rules.

What rules?

Rules of conduct.

You see, here in San Ysidro,

it is not considered good manners

to speak in certain ways

to a woman who is already spoken for.

It's a friendly piece of advice.

Gracias.

You believe she's spoken for?

That's what the man said.

Well, I know what the man said.

I mean, anybody can go around speaking for every girl in town.

What I mean is do you think she gave him an answer?

How should I know?

We've gotta find out.

We've gotta find out?

You're the one dying on the vine.

- You find out. - You want me to ask her?

Break some more rules and customs?

You saw him snap that stiletto between my toes.

I'd take his advice.

Look, if Teresa wants to marry a stiff-necked ramrod,

that's all right with me, I'll back off.

But if the field's still open, I'm in the running.

I'll back off.

You said he beat you up?

I don't believe you.

10 pesos for disturbing the peace.

Next.

Your name is Josefina Roblez?

Yes.

And you're accusing this young man

of following you around and making improper advances?

Turn around.

All the way.

With respect, you got ribbons in your hair,

you put oil on your shoulders.

You go around tempting the men, then when they're tempted,

you yell for help.

10 pesos for disturbing the peace.

Control yourself, amigo. Let him go.

Jefe? Can I interrupt you for a minute?

Everybody out. Come back when I call you.

Is there something wrong?

I don't want to... trouble you,

but it concerns Teresa.

Teresa?

She needs to have a talk with Mama Fe.

- What kind of a talk? - To give her confidence.

I had asked her a certain question

which she must answer so I can ask you a certain question.

And she's not confident enough to answer you?

Or she's confused.

Well, what is wrong?

I like your friend Trampas. He's my friend, too.

But his friend is not so friendly.

What'd he do?

Well... he's looking at her.

Well, she's something to look at.

I tried to... I tried to tell him

that she's already spoken for,

but until she gives me her answer, my hands are tied.

Well, now you keep your hands tied, Cristobal.

I will speak to Trampas, explain the situation,

and he'll explain the situation to his friend.

And you will tell Mama Fe

to give her the confidence she needs?

This is a family matter

of great importance to all of us.

Teresa will do what is right.

♪

Well, how's the new saddle?

Best wedding present I ever got.

Well, you can give it back. There won't be a wedding.

Not yours, anyway.

She run off with him?

She did not. They're running you off.

Cristobal?

El Jefe.

Well, what's he got to do with it?

Just her father.

Well, I intend to ask for his blessing.

Pick, I swear I always thought you were a man

who put your money where your mouth is.

Lately, you've been blowing up words like big empty bubbles.

You rant and rave about wanting to marry Teresa,

and then you hang back so you can barely wave hello.

Well, I offered her my engagement ring.

I gave her your engagement ring and she turned it down flat.

Well...

she just can't snap at it like a turtle.

I mean, she's gotta play hard to get.

Playing hard to get's putting it mild.

She's not playing. Neither is El Jefe.

He told me to give you a word to the wise.

- What I ever do to him? - It's not what you did, Pick.

It's what you're trying to pull.

I'm not pulling anything, Trampas.

I'm straight and above-board.

You're pulling El Jefe's plans down around his ears!

You're pulling two people apart, two families!

Maybe they'd like it better if I'd just come sneaking around.

If that's what they want, I'll just get me a ladder

sneak up to her window, throw a tow sack

over her head, and ride out!

Jefe's men fought with Santa Ana.

They shoot and they ride.

They guard every road, pass, which way out of here.

He's got no right to warn me off!

It's a free country!

Pick... let me explain something to you.

San Ysidro River changes course every couple of years.

Half of the time, this town's in Mexico.

The other half of the time, it's in the United States.

Now, right now, they don't know where the border

begins and ends, so it's not a free country.

It's El Jefe's country, and what he says is right

- is what's right! - Teresa's my intended.

And I intend to stick around and press my suit

until it says "pressed."

Well...

he took it pretty hard, El Jefe.

I'm half sorry to hear that.

Yeah. Well, he's really in love.

I'm even sorrier to hear that.

Well, I'm glad the celebration's on Sunday.

But I'd like to get him out of here today.

Well, I'm sure he can control himself for three days.

I wouldn't bet on 3 minutes.

Well, the only thing to do then is keep them apart.

We can use up a whole day by sending Teresa

to San Mateo to visit her grandmother.

- Yeah, but he may follow her. - No, no, no, no.

I'll keep him here with me and Cristobal.

I take him both to the hills and let them decide who's best

at, uh... shooting wild pigs.

Let them blow off a little steam.

- Right. Salud. - Salud.

I hope you don't mind riding down to San Mateo.

Me?

Yeah, you know Hernan is good for nothing

with that back of his.

We killed most of the bandits,

but still no good for a woman to travel alone.

Mama Fe's fix you a good lunch.

Good cognac, huh?

- It's good. - Good.

♪

♪ Just take a look around ♪

♪ All around ♪

♪ All your answers are waiting to be found ♪

♪ Look around ♪

♪ No one tells a bird how to leave the ground ♪

♪ To fly around ♪

♪ Or which way the wind blows ♪

♪ He knows ♪

♪ He just knows ♪

♪ And he goes ♪

♪ Just take a look around ♪

♪ Use your eyes ♪

♪ When you can't figure where your pathway lies ♪

♪ Use your eyes ♪

♪ No one has to tell rivers how to rise ♪

♪ To grow to size ♪

♪ Or a stream where to flow ♪

♪ They kno-o-w ♪

♪ You don't have to think for days ♪

♪ You're smarter right now than you dream ♪

♪ If you ♪

♪ If you just follow natural ways ♪

♪ Why, nothing's as hard as it seems ♪

♪ As hard as it seems ♪

♪ So take a look around ♪

♪ All around ♪

♪ If you're wondering how happiness is found ♪

♪ Look around ♪

♪ Get a feel for the music all around ♪

♪ Hear it sound ♪

♪ And then go where it goes ♪

♪ And then go where it goes ♪

♪ Just let your heart be free ♪

♪ Let it be ♪

♪ You'll soon see ♪

♪ Your heart kno-o-ws ♪

♪ It knows ♪

♪ It just kno-o-ws ♪

♪ It knows ♪

♪ It just kno-o-ws ♪

♪ It knows... ♪

On the other hand, Cristobal is the kind of man

will take care of a family.

Señor Lexington is the kind of man

who would take his wife places to visit cities.

- Trampas. - Hmm?

What should I do?

Well, why don't you try a nap?

Can't you see my heart is breaking to pieces?

Teresa, now, now, you don't have to do that.

Crying won't cure it.

The best thing for you to do is just...

Just don't worry about it.

Look around.

It's a nice fine day,

sun's not too warm, nice breeze.

Smell the desert flowers.

Let nature do it.

That's right, that's how you make up your mind.

You let nature do it.

You are very wise, Trampas.

Why can't the others be like you?

Either one of them's a sight better than me.

Oh, no.

You are kind and gentle.

You know how to give a woman a feeling of confidence.

That's, uh, nature.

Not me.

Yes. Nature knows best.

That's a girl.

Trampas?

For the first time in days, I feel so safe.

Let's, uh...

best that we push on.

We have plenty of time.

It would not matter if we did not go.

Grandmother does not know I am coming to visit.

El Jefe knows.

♪

I want you to know what this moment has meant to me.

Don't tell me.

You don't want to hear?

Well, no, it's just that I think it's better

locked up quiet so nobody knows.

That way it stays fresh in your memory.

I can handle it.

No, that won't be necessary.

It's mine.

No, you shot too early.

The shot that killed him was mine.

Well, then how come he was laying dead

when your shot was fired?

It was not dead. It was turning left.

He was turning blue.

Now listen, Cristobal, I've been picking off wild hogs

ever since I was born, so you just...

There is no need to argue, I am presenting the trophy

of the hunt to the Zaragosa family

with my compliments.

I'm not arguing. I'm telling you.

Will you get out of the way, please?

- It has to be skinned... - I'm giving it to Jefe.

Would you like me to move you?

You can try.

I can do it.

Try it.

You're very fortunate.

You're El Jefe's guest.

Don't let that stop you.

It will be soon, Señor Lexington,

very, very soon.

♪

♪ So take a look around ♪

♪ All around ♪

♪ If you're wondering how happiness is found ♪

♪ Look around ♪

♪ Get a feel for the music all around ♪

♪ Hear it sound ♪

♪ And then go where it goes ♪

♪ And then go where it goes ♪

♪ Just let your heart be free ♪

♪ Let it be ♪

♪ You'll soon see ♪

♪ Your heart kno-o-ws ♪

♪ It knows ♪

♪ It just kno-o-ws ♪

♪ It knows ♪

♪ It just kno-o-ws ♪

- He called me a liar! - What'd you call him?

- He is a liar. - He's Trampas' friend!

He dared me to hit him.

I dared you to hit him.

Touch him, and you're no longer my assistant.

Cristobal!

Now, look, I know you're in pain.

But hold onto yourself.

By Sunday, he'll be gone.

If he stay here one day longer, one day,

I will not tie your hands, huh?

Till then...

bite on that.

- What happened? - Pulled up lame.

- Never did get to San Mateo. - It was a beautiful day.

Yeah, Mama Fe sure picks a fine picnic.

I better go in and help her fix dinner.

Thank you, Trampas.

Shoot, don't thank me. Thank your father.

Hola, Papa.

She seems in good spirits.

Yeah.

How'd you make out with the rivals?

Not so good.

They killed one lousy, skinny pig.

Now they're ready to kill each other.

Sorry to hear that, Jefe.

You sure you don't wanna run us off

before it gets too hot to handle?

I can handle my people, Trampas.

Just make sure you can handle yours.

Yes, sir. Corporal sir.

- Pick? - Hmm?

You awake?

I can't sleep.

I don't even try anymore.

I just keep seeing her face... hearing her voice.

Yeah. I see where she can get to you.

She's a whole lot of woman.

Oh, Trampas, I'm hurting.

Now you know I can stand regular pain.

The time I got hit by that sidewinder,

you saw me cut myself and draw the poison out.

You saw me lay there and shake for three days,

but I'm here to tell you this being in love,

oh, it's a whole lot worse.

Yeah, I can see where it can back up on you.

Especially when you can't get it all together.

Would you believe that's how I feel about my quick draw?

Quick draw?!

Trampas, are you comparing target practice with love?

That just goes to show you don't know

the first diddly thing about it.

I'm not saying I know everything about it.

I'm just saying I know it tries on your patience.

Shoot.

I gotta get your promise, Pick. I mean your blood oath.

You gotta swear to me that you won't blow up

and let fly at Cristobal.

I swore to Jefe I'd keep a tight rein on you.

For friendship's sake, Trampas, I'll promise you this much.

I won't be the first, and I won't be fast.

But if he starts pushing, he's gonna get shoved!

Fair enough. Fair enough.

- Good night, Pick. - Good night, Trampas.

Now's your chance, Cristobal.

You could tell Jefe that you shot a prowler.

That's not a bad idea.

But he'd see that you're not wearing a gun.

Well, you could get it, drop it next to me.

Might wake Trampas.

Besides, I'm not interested in killing a defenseless man.

Don't pass too fast, Cristobal,

'cause you might have trouble cutting it any other way.

It's no trouble. I can cut it any way you want.

You feel safer with a gun? Here.

No need to be ashamed, you know.

No crime to draw against an unarmed man.

Of course, you'd be in trouble

if you were up against a man with a well-balanced piece.

How do you handle such a barrel-heavy

hunk of machinery like this, shoot?

I'm pulling the trigger halfway home,

and it still don't pop.

Bring it around sometime

and I'll show you how to file it for speed.

Is it too heavy for you?

It was built for my hand

by the gunsmith Juerta la Córdoba.

Juerta la Córdoba. You sure it wasn't a locksmith?

If you want to pick a fight,

why don't you speak out like a man?

You know, these insults are like a child or a woman.

I gave my promise.

To your mother?

To Trampas.

He made me swear that I'd hold back

from beating you to a jar of jelly.

What's going on here?

Must've been a coyote after the chickens.

Hmm. Hurt yourself?

Uh, no, I caught a spur climbing over the wall.

Checking them out at night?

I wasn't in bed yet.

Saw my cognac's on the table there.

I couldn't sleep.

Let's have another one. Trampas, lick of cognac?

No, no, you go on. I'm still asleep.

Yeah.

Coyote, huh?

Come on, they're gone.

Well, you tangled with him, didn't you?

Shoot, no, Trampas.

We just started to feel each other out, that's...

That hurt? You gave me your word, Pick.

- Well, he started it. - Shh.

Now Jefe let it go this time.

Oh, he just thinks it's a coyote.

Come on, if it was coyotes, the dogs'd be hollerin',

and Jefe would be snooping around.

- He knows what's going on. - Well, what am I supposed to...

- Shh! - What am I supposed to do?

Let that dumb bean-post smack stuff outta my hand?

It's outta hand, broke loose, and knocking on the fences.

Once it gets to fighting, Pick, there's no stopping it.

- Trampas, I give you my word... - You did that.

Where you going?

I'm leaving. And you're leaving with me

Oh, no. No, sir.

What do you want to you, Pick? Kill someone or get killed?

Is that you're looking for, blood?

No.

I'm just looking to get married, that's all.

Pick...

Will you do this for me?

Will you give it some time? Let it cool off.

If Teresa loves you, she's not going to hop,

skip, and jump to Cristobal.

Besides, if she sees you leave,

it'll force her to give an answer.

Now that's how you get to her,

force her to declare her true feelings.

You got a point there, Trampas.

But one of us is gonna have to stay behind

to see which way she's gonna jump.

All right, I'll stay. You go on.

I'll catch up with you later.

Now, Trampas, I trust you.

Now I know you're looking out for my best interest, right?

You go on, I'll meet you at the Mesa Trail.

By that... that water hole there.

Buenos dias, Mama Fe, El Jefe.

Buenas, buenas.

I will fix you a nice breakfast.

- Mm, huevos rancheros. - Smells good.

Gracias.

How's it going, El Jefe?

I was up half of the night.

Oh.

How's Cristobal?

Not so good.

I had a heart-to-heart talk with him.

But I am not sure I can require

a man like him to remain peaceful.

Don't worry, El Jefe. Pick's left town.

He has gone away?

- Mm-hmm. - This morning?

Yeah, well, we had a heart-to-heart, too,

and he feels it's better to let Teresa

have time to sort out her feelings.

Her happiness comes first

along with what's right for the family.

Eh? I told you he was a real man.

And how long he's going to be gone?

Oh, long enough, and he promised

to take my word for what's best.

As soon as I ride out and tell him

that Teresa's pledged to be married, why,

we'll both be heading home.

You won't mind if we miss the wedding.

You're welcome to stay.

But perhaps to, uh... protect everyone's feelings.

As soon as you say it's official between Teresa and Cristobal,

well, we'll just push on.

It's official.

([sternly) We will know by noon.

♪

♪ So take a look around ♪

♪ All around ♪

♪ If you're wondering how happiness is found ♪

♪ Look around ♪

♪ Don't you worry ♪

♪ Just let your heart be free ♪

♪ Let it be ♪

♪ You'll soon see ♪

♪ Your heart kno-o-ws ♪

♪ It knows ♪

♪ It just kno-o-ws ♪

Tere? Teresita?

You can tell Mama Fe

that I am still thinking it over.

- It's not Mama Fe. - It's Cristobal.

- He's getting impatient. - Cristobal?

Now that Señor Pick is gone.

But I saw Señor Trampas sitting with Hernan.

Yes, Señor Trampas is going away this afternoon.

But they were supposed to stay here until Sunday.

Teresa, you don't have to play innocent with me.

You have two big strong men fighting over you.

It's exciting, eh?

The one that wins will come and sweep you off your feet.

People get killed playing those kind of games, Teresa.

What am I supposed to do?

Señor Pick is gone, and Cristobal is here.

Tell him, yes, that you will marry him.

He'll make a very good husband, believe me, Teresa.

I want to do what is right, Tia.

Good.

I will finish my work and get cleaned up.

Tell Cristobal to meet me at the dove cage

beside the church at noon.

You will be very happy, Teresa.

Trampas. It's all set.

Teresa sent word to Cristobal.

Oh.

Well, I guess that wraps it all up.

I'm all packed and ready to go.

Hernan, go get Trampas' horse.

But, Jefe, my back.

That's all right, Hernan, you stay put.

I may have to re-shoe him before I set out.

El Jefe, you stay and give Cristobal moral support.

It's a big day for him.

Well, I'll meet you up front. Adios, amigos.

Adios.

You know what's wrong with your back?

It has grown in the shape of that chair.

Psst. Hey.

They told me you had gone.

Well, I forgot to say goodbye.

Did you come back to say that?

I figured it was about time I start speaking for myself.

I'm sorry I couldn't accept your present.

I guess you figured by now I'm not too sharp at courting.

Trampas says I should rein in.

But I can't, Teresa.

I love you.

And I want to marry you and have 10 or 12 kids.

♪

He's here! He's here!

Who? Who?

He didn't go, Señor Pick. I saw him with Teresa.

Tell me.

Not the whole world, me.

Pick, come on, get on your horse.

Chucho, Pepe, get off the horse. Don't tell anybody you saw us.

Here, licorice. Vamanos. Go on.

All right, let's go, come on.

Pick, you can't mope around here, not now.

Pick, you can't hang around here, not anymore.

Now come on!

You're being immoral, Pick.

What's that, immoral?

You can't have Teresa,

so you're spoiling for a gunfight.

I know that Crazy Horse look you get

when you're past good sense.

You're not gonna kill, and you're not gonna be killed.

Now get on your horse and get off the street

so I can get a chance to tell Teresa to marry you.

Now you mean that, Trampas?

Now, will you be as forceful with her

as you're being with me right now?

I'll tell her. It's her fault.

She's gotta put a stop to it.

Let her pick and choose right now.

I thought I told you to vamanos. Now go on.

Pepe's got some licorice for you, now go on.

♪

Psst, come here.

Come. Where'd you get this?

Trampas gave it to us.

Cristobal and Pick are going to have a gunfight.

Mm-hmm. You go, you go.

Teresa! Teresa!

Hernan! I gotta see Teresa.

Tell her I know way to stop anyone from being killed.

She's over at the place of weaving rugs,

away from here, down there.

Teresa?

Teresa, you've gotta help.

What if I don't want to get married?

Well, say that. Go tell your father.

He can put a stop to it.

But it isn't true, is it?

No.

Then you've gotta choose.

- I can't. - You've got to.

It's come down to the end, and one of them won't live.

Crying won't help.

I don't care. I don't want to help them.

I'm crying for myself.

Then stop crying for yourself.

It won't help you either.

Oh, Trampas.

You're the only one who speaks to me in the right voice.

You're strong enough to be gentle.

You don't have to prove that you're a man.

I feel safe when I'm with you.

Please, Trampas.

Please take me away.

I know how you feel.

You understand me.

I can understand you not being able to make your mind up.

You've had a whole lifetime

of your mom and pop up making decisions for you.

So you've never had any practice.

You're not a woman, Teresa, not yet.

Just a little girl.

And I like you.

I like you a whole lot. But liking isn't enough.

You don't love me?

Not to take you away.

And you don't love me, not man to woman.

You love me like you love El Jefe,

for safety, like a child.

The love you've yet to feel is what it takes

to take care of and protect a family of your own.

Jefe...

I must ask Teresa.

Do what you have to do.

I can tell by the look in your eye

what you're thinking, but you're dead wrong.

There's nothing between us. Go ahead, tell him, Teresa.

I love him.

Like a brother.

There. See?

May I talk you alone for a moment, Teresa?

I was just on my way to visit El Jefe.

I'll let you two alone to work things out.

Vaya con dios.

For the last time, I ask you to be my wife.

El Jefe, I need your help.

One's waiting down there.

The other one's over there with Teresa.

I have released Cristobal from his promise.

Then you've given him permission to kill.

He's a man.

And you don't care if he's a dead man?

The best man will live.

But why does it have to be decided in killing?

Trampas, I do not have the power to test a heart.

Two cannot have one. They will have to fight it out.

One of them will die.

There is no other way.

Did you give your answer to Cristobal?

Teresa, the family is waiting for your answer.

Answer!

No? You said no.

No, I did not answer.

She's lost her right to decide.

Now she must marry the one who lives.

♪

Pick?

I'm not gonna let you do it.

You're not to draw, you hear?

Don't come forward, Cristobal, I mean it.

You're both friends of mine, and I'm not gonna stand

to see either one of you get killed.

Get out of the way, Trampas.

I'm staying put.

Trampas, I'm warning you, go back!

No.

You're asking to take a bullet, Trampas.

That's right.

Jefe, pull him out of there!

- Trampas! - Stay out of it, Jefe.

You lost right to decide along with Teresa.

For the last time, Trampas, get out of the line of fire.

No.

It's not your fight! Move!

It's my friends! I'm not moving!

♪

Jefe... we need your help.

([all cheer)

Teresa... Teresa, that's it.

If you cry over someone besides yourself,

then that's the one.

You've just decided.

What are you waiting for?

Pick! Señor Pick!

Pick, wait! Please wait for me!

Yes! Yes!

You're saying you'd...

You'd marry me?

For 10 or 12 children,

I want to do what is right.

Why wait for Sunday? Fire the cannon!

Blow the bugle! Today is a day of peace!

♪