All language subtitles for Gods Gun (1976) DVDRip x264 - LamB

(LAUGHING)

(GUNS FIRING)

(URGING HORSE)

Roy, Roy!

What's wrong, Maggie, what's the matter?

-Come on, honey.
-No, no!

(WHIMPERING)

(SCREAMS )

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on.

Here you are, boys.

Hey!

Hey, let's get the hell out of here.

MAGGlE: (SCREAMING) Help! Help!

Maggie!

Maggie!

(GROANING)

MAN: Shut up.

You heard my buddy, shut up.

Let's go.

Here, take these.

Jess!

(RINGING)

-Hi.
-BOYS: Oh, hi.

Here, let me have it.

(BOYS LAUGHING)

That's not the way to win, Johnny.

To hit the mark
just takes a little practice, Johnny.

Just like everything else.

Johnny, did you finish
polishing the glasses for me?

First, we thank the Lord for the morning.

Then we clean the church.

Then he can polish your glasses.

Sick grapes make sour wine.

You think you could teach me
how to shoot a gun sometime?

Johnny, I don't think
I remember very well.

Then why do you keep that gun
in the drawer?

It's not mine.

I'm holding it for somebody.

It's Lewis' gun, isn't it?

That's right.

I sure wish you could tell me about him.

I heard he was
one of the best shots around.

Maybe.

And maybe there was one better.

If I ever meet Lewis,
I'll have him teach me how to shoot a gun.

I don't think you're gonna meet him.

Down in Mexico somewhere.

Is there a chance he's dead?

I hardly think so.

(PLAYING PIANO)

You want a drink, stranger?

Well, that'll do me for a start.

Hi.

Hi.

They call me Chesty.

No kidding.

(LAUGHING) You know, Jess,

I think I'm gonna like this place.

Lookie here.

Jess.

-Thank you...
-Chesty.

Oh, yes, Chesty.

How about letting someone else
play for a while.

They're real polite around here.

Yeah, there's a lot of ammunition.

Johnny.

Johnny, come here.

Hey, boy.

Now, what are you doing here?

Why the hell ain't you in school?

It's my saloon.

-You see, ask a stupid question and...
-And you get an answer.

Where's your father?

He's dead.

Killed in a gunfight.

(EXCLAIMS )

Well, that's too bad.

Wasn't fast enough with his gun, huh?

He was too fast.

So they shot him in the back.

Who shot him?

I don't know.

Happened before I was born.

Johnny.

I told you to come here.

She's not bad, huh?

Yeah.

I think we're gonna have ourselves
a good time here.

Now, ain't we, Chesty?

That's up to you, stranger.

Hot damn!

This is a respectable place, mister.

You ask for whiskey
and that's what you get.

-Just whiskey.
-This is wild man's milk, madam.

And mighty fine, too.

I don't think you heard me.
I said this is a respectable place.

-Yes, ma'am, I hear you.
-Get down.

I hear you now.

This is a respectable place.

Boy, not you too.

(GRUNTS )

I fold.

See you.

Royal flush.

One of you get the sheriff.

No, we don't need a sheriff, ma'am,
we need a preacher.

It was a case of self-defense, everybody
saw it was a case of self-defense.

-Right, fellows?
-Yeah, right.

-Yeah, right.
-Sure, it was.

Somebody go get the sheriff.

Johnny.

No, Jess.

Now, please, ma'am, I thought you said
this was a respectable joint.

Father.

Father.

Johnny, what happened?

Judge, Judge.

Those are the same men
who held up the bank in Crane City.

They also molested a young girl there.

Go home.

And not only in Crane City,
but also in Maverick,

Normandy and Spotsberg.

Not to mention Dryden.

What do we do, Judge?

Go call the sheriff.

You cowards, cowards.

A man has been killed
and all you do is stand around.

lsn't there anybody in this town
with guts enough

to do something about it?

A man's been killed,
murdered right here in the saloon.

I thought we were supposed to have
a sheriff in this town.

Judge Barrett.

SHERIFF: Get out of the way.

Sheriff, why don't you go after them?

Are you gonna let them
get away with this?

You can't let them get away.

Jenny, those men are gone.

Judge Barrett, something has to be done.

This man was killed.

He was murdered by the Claytons.

The Claytons, they have to be stopped.

They have to be arrested.

Do you know the Claytons?

-Listen, Sheriff, I...
-Jenny, take it easy.

I'm glad those people are gone,
I don't want any more trouble in this town.

And going after them would just mean
risking the lives of all these people.

But they must be punished.

''Mine is the vengeance,

''saith the Lord.''

Take your boy outside.

Sheriff, I wanna borrow your horse.

For what?

I got some business to take care of.

Father.

Now, why don't you stay
the hell out of this?

The Claytons are a very rough bunch,

and I don't want any more of them
in this town.

Well...

I suppose you'd better take this.

Now, you people listen to me.

Anything happens to this town,

the responsibility is his.

(EXCLAIMS )

(MUFFLED GROANING)

Sorry for this.

Sorry to destroy your slumber, gentlemen.

Well, boys, look who we got here.

The local soul-savior himself.

And what can we do for you, Father?

Spit it out, Father.

What the hell do you want?

Now, damn it, Jess,
them's plain bad manners.

Please, please sit down, Father.

We're always available
for a good confession.

Zeke, pour some coffee for our guest here.

I came to return
your nephew's property, Clayton.

I'm asking you to come back
to Juno City with me.

The judge is waiting for you.

I have the other one, too.

I wouldn't try it, if I were you.

Yeah, Jess, he's right.

That man is right, don't try it.

Now, that voice...

That voice rings a bell,
is it possible that we have met before?

I don't believe we've had the pleasure.

Let's go, young man,
I don't wanna miss my morning Mass.

Well, Father, I'm afraid
you're just gonna have to miss it.

(GUN FIRING)

So the holy man don't travel alone.

Jess, I...

I think you better go along with him.

Oh, yeah.

He's all yours, Father.

Thanks for the horse, Sheriff.

Damn it, I smell trouble.

Now, him, I don't understand.

He founded this community,

this Christian community as a peaceful,
law-abiding place.

Sheriff, why not call the marshal?

Don't take on the responsibility
by yourself.

Yeah, let's try the telegraph.

You're late for morning Mass, Father.

Better late than not at all.

Well, Johnny.

And where were you last night?

You didn't put out the candles.

Go ring the bell, young man.

(BELL RINGING)

I thought you didn't know
how to use a gun.

How did you know it was me?

Did you put it back?

-Hi, Tom.
-Hi.

Judge.

This food is slop.

It's not fit for the horses.

In a few hours, it won't matter.

You'll be hanging from a rope.

I'll piss on your grave
before I hang from a rope.

You tell that to your sheriff, huh?

Don't, I wanna watch the jerk hang.

TOM: Try that again and I'll cut you in two.

Get it?

(DOOR CLOSING)

I'll keep the keys safe till the morning.

You check later with the sheriff.

Come on.

(LAUGHING) Come on, get the guns.

(GROANS )

lnside the bench.

Bench.

(EXCLAIMS ) Listen, I told the judge

I was gonna piss on his grave
and I'm a man of my word.

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute,
let's get the priest first.

Why not get them both, huh? Come on.

Hold it, hold it.
Sam says wait till sunrise, we wait.

Come on.

Go back to sleep, huh?

-Good morning, Father.
-Beautiful morning.

Mom said you did a great job
the other night.

With God's help.

And yours too, Johnny.

(BELL RINGING)

(GUNS FIRING)

Father, Father.

Father.

Father.

Father.

Father.

Father.

(INAUDIBLE)

Johnny.

(RINGING)

(CHURCH ORGAN PLAYING)

JOHNNY.: If I ever meet Lewis,
I'll have him teach me how to shoot a gun.

FATHER JOHN.: I don't think
you're gonna meet him.

Down in Mexico somewhere.

No, please, let me go.

Please.

Hi, honey.

Hey.

Take a look what's happening now.

Things is taken a change for the better.

The judge is on our side.

From now on, I'm the law in Juno City.

Judge Barrett, Jess Clayton killed a man
in my saloon

and now Father John's dead, too.

Now, listen, sweetheart.

Now, we came for Jess
'cause he is innocent.

Now, everybody knows
it was a case of self-defense.

Now, ain't that right, Judge?

Ain't that right, Judge?

But what about the priest, huh?

Who killed him?

Have you forgotten about him already?

(HORSE APPROACHING)

What the hell was that?

You don't mean to tell me
there are horse thieves in this town.

-Horse thieves?
-Yeah, horse thieves.

Sam, that little blond kid.

He just took two of our horses.

JENNY: Johnny! Let me go.

Johnny, Johnny.

You know, that's how I got started, too?

-Yeah? Stealing horses?
-Yeah, stealing horses.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Go on, go get him.

The little bastard.

Sheriff! Sheriff!

JENNY: Let me go.

Let me go.

Somebody has to call the marshal
in Comstock, do you hear me?

Well, now, listen, honey, that telegraph
is broken. lsn't that right, Sheriff?

You bastard.

Me?

(LAUGHING) Come on.

That little bastard thinks
he outsmarted us.

Take care of the horse there,
I'll go after him.

(URGING HORSE)

(HORSE WHINNYING)

We found one horse.

Rip's still out there, looking for the kid.

Where is he? I want to go.

-Shut up, will you?
-Let me go.

Get her out of here.

Unless we can get that kid,
he can cause us a lot of trouble.

Mike's right. Let's divvy up and pull out.

Well, that's fine with me,
I don't care what the hell you do.

Zeke, give him his share.

Rest of it stays in the family.

Zeke?

Now, look.

We got those plans to stay here
and wait for that stagecoach

to Stockton
and we are gonna stick to our plans.

SAM: $50,000.

A chest full of gold.

This here will do me just fine.

Yeah, and the stagecoach is all yours, too.

Now, you heard what the man said.

That boy could cause a lot of trouble.

I'd better take a look.

Oh! What's happening with our sheriff?

He's been well taken care of.

Yeah.

Got ourselves a good caretaker, huh?

I cannot read.

(INAUDIBLE)

(SPEAKING SPANlSH)

You don't understand, do you?

Manuel here is mute, chico.

He don't like you make bad jokes.

You go south, muchacho.

You don't find anything till you come
to iglesia destruida in one mile.

Then nothing for two more miles
till Pueblo Guerrado,

where the americano Lewis is living.

Hey, muchacho,
you are loco to run in this heat.

They're beautiful.

Who are they?

-The sheriff's daughters?
-No, they're not his.

Mine.

He's their uncle.

How could such a ugly SOB

have two pretty daughters like that, huh?

I love them.

Please.

Don't do any harm to them.

Harm?

You must be kidding, old timer.

You know something?

I love them as well.

And I'm gonna tell you just how much.

Them, too.

(LAUGHS MENACINGLY)

Hello, what are you looking for?

Hey, what's wrong?

My name is Juanita.

Who are you?

What is it?

Why don't you talk?

You have a dry throat.

Come, sit down.

Now, is that better?

You can talk now, no?

You mean, you don't want to?

You don't want to talk?

Or you can't?

My father's coming.

Maybe he can get you to say something.

(HORSE APPROACHING)

What's the matter with you?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

You could use a meal, a bath and a bed.

A bath first, come on.

Well...

I think I'll be heading on back.

We'll cross the frontier in the morning.

So we'll camp here for the night.

Yeah.

Well, enjoy your money.

Don't spend it all in one place.

All right, Sam.

-Thanks.
-Gonna last a long time.

I think I'll take a look up there.

-See you around.
-So long, Sam.

So long.

-Thanks for everything.
-So long.

(GUN FIRING)

(RIP LAUGHING)

Rip.

I may be crippled all my life.

But I'll be rich.

What the hell happened?

I got duped by that goddamn kid.

But now, it's your turn.

Well, if you're crippled,
you'll never make it alone.

You'll rot here.

-I can help you.
-Oh, no.

Here, here's your money.

I don't trust you anymore.

You don't trust me?

Look, I only got two shells in my gun.

Here.

Now it's empty.

(GUN CLICKING)

Now, you can trust me.

Are you going to shoot me?

Well, if you want to shoot me, go ahead.

Shoot me in the legs, go ahead, right here.
Shoot me, then we'll be even.

No, no, wait.

I...

Don't want to see it.

I don't understand.

You still don't talk.
Is something bothering you?

Or maybe it's a secret.

Something you don't want to say
in front of my daughter.

Well, don't worry,
I don't have any secrets from Juanita.

You know, kid.

I can go along with a man who doesn't
run off at the mouth too much but...

At least you can tell me your name.

(WHISPERING) My name is Johnny.

Johnny.

Mute.

Father.

My brother sent you?

He must have had a lot of faith
in you to trust you with this.

What's wrong, Johnny?

Don't you feel good?

Father.

Where? When?

No!

Father, look.

In front of the church.

Four bullets or four men?

Who did it, Johnny?

lsn't there a sheriff in Juno City?

When did it happen?

Two? Two days?

JUANITA: Father, listen.

Listen, you are not thinking
of going there are you?

But he's dead.

Well, there's nothing anybody can do.

Your going there won't help.

You might end up dead, too.

And what I know,
he wouldn't have wanted that.

I have to go.

Try and understand, Juanita.

I've got to live with myself, I've got to go.

You were born with that?

Oh, happened when my brother...

When we were kids,
our father taught us how to shoot.

The position of the sun,
the direction of the wind.

Stance.

A hundred or more times a day,
we'd practice, in and out of the holster.

John practiced so much,
he wore out dozens of holsters.

Nobody could beat John to the draw.

Then one day, God put a bible in his hands
instead of a gun.

My story?

It's a bit different.

It happened in a gambling house,
in Abilene.

That was my other life, a long time ago.

It was self-defense, Sheriff. Self-defense.

Lewis caught him cheating,
he had these aces up his sleeve.

Wherever you are,

it seems there is always trouble.

Chet has some mean friends in this town.

I think it's high time you left.

Lewis,

everyone in Abilene has laid a bet on you.
All their savings.

If we dust you off,

there won't be one person in this town
to put flowers on your grave.

So we thought we'd bring you some,

just in case.

(GUN FIRING)

How do you do, sir?
I'm... My name is Mortimer.

And I want to thank you, sir.
I'm really indebted to you.

You see, well, what I mean is...

I bet all my savings on you.

And thanks to you, sir,
I'm a very rich man now.

An amazingly rich man.

And all because of you.
I want to thank you, sir.

(GUN FIRES )

Go get your hat, mister.

And don't forget your gun.
There're lot of bad people around here.

Yes.

(SPECTATORS LAUGHING)

John.

Five men, Lewis.

Five men dead.

They asked for it.

I've never shot an innocent man.

God judges men.

How can you decide whether a man
is innocent or not in a fifth of a second?

What are you trying to say?

-It's time you stopped.
-Stopped and do what?

Hang up my gun, I'm dead in an hour.

-Leave.
-Leave?

-What do you mean? Leave and go where?
-Where you can start a new life.

The only life I know is this.

So I listened to my brother,
and my life has been different.

But now, I must do what I feel is right.

A bunch of men on horses
coming this way.

-Posse.
-Where?

-About two miles out.
-I'm getting out of here.

-Sam said stay put.
-I ain't going to swing from no rope.

Hey, you ain't going to swing.

You haven't got a head on your shoulders.

They can't outsmart the Claytons.

Hey, Jess, see...

Remember that place?

Dryden.

Dryden?

Dryden.

You mean the judge's daughters, huh?

(CLOCK TICKING)

(HORSE WHINNYING)

So the sheriff didn't telegraph
the marshal, huh?

You know, you're a liar, Judge.
A double-crossing liar.

MARSHAL: Sheriff! Sheriff!

Now, go out there and get rid of them.

If you want me to treat
your daughter like a gentleman.

Go on.

Marshal, it's me, Judge Barrett.

Hand over Jess Clayton, Judge.

When the sheriff saw you weren't coming,
he decided not to keep him here.

He took him to Fort Stockton.

Damn it! You hear that?

After three days riding,
we find him handed over to the Army.

Let's go after him anyway.
I want to hang him myself.

You're a very smart man.

Clayton always keeps his word.

(GIRL EXCLAIMS )

(SCREAMING)

I think I'm going to get her sister.

It's high time we all had some fun.

Come on, let's go to the saloon.

Yeah, let's go. Come on.

-Come on, Jess.
-Good idea !

No!

No! No!

Animals! Animals! Animals!

We did it.

God damn it, I told you, we did it.

We had ourselves
a kind of a rough day, didn't we?

-Now, let's have some fun.
-I promise you...

(ALL WHOOPING)

JESS: Wow!

Hey! Come on boys,
there's enough women for everyone.

(LAUGHING)

(WHOOPING)

(EXCLAIMING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(GIRL SCREAMING)

Get them open! Get them open!

-No!
-Now, where are you going?

All right.

Leave me alone!

-Darling.
-No!

Get the dress up.

Nice ones!

Nice.

Hold her feet down, there.

-Get off me!
-Got me a little hellcat.

Oh, right in it.

If this is what you want
then come and get it.

Listen here.

Help!

Listen.

Don't grab the lizard.

GlRL: No!

MAN 1 : Hold! Squeeze! Hold tight.

Lower and slower.

Get away from...

MAN 2: Yeah!

Sam Clayton, look at me, look at me.

Don't you recognize me?
I'm the mother of your son.

I'm the mother of your son.

(EXCLAIMS )

That's a goddamn crazy woman
we got here.

I ain't got no son,
everybody knows I ain't got no son.

Go on, Jess, have your fun.

-It's the truth, Sam Clayton.
-Yeah, yeah. Sure, it's the truth.

Hey, you really are a crazy woman!

-Your son.
-What the hell are you talking about?

What is this mother-of-my-son story?

What the hell are you talking about?
Get out of here, goddamn it!

Who are you?

Don't you remember?
A long time ago, in Dryden.

What the hell... Dryden?

Yes.

I'll never forget that day.

Good Lord.

-You were...
-Yes.

You mean Johnny...

I mean...

Why not? I...

Why not?

Johnny boy.

I got a son!

I got a son.

Hey, Curly... Curly, Zeke.

Zeke, I got a son! I got a... I got a...
I got a...

I got a son! I got a son of a gun, like me!

You know,
I'm beginning to like him already.

He's got guts.

Pulled a fast one on his old man out there.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SHOUTS )

I gotta find him. I got to find Johnny.

I gotta find my son!

Johnny.

It's time to spread God's word.

And I won't need that.

And I want you to help me,
the way you helped my brother.

Come on, get out of here, all of you.
Come on, out.

Out!

Get out!

Hey, Frank.

Go get the money!

-What about the stagecoach?
-I said go get the money.

Johnny!

I know you're out there someplace,
now, come on.

-It's me, it's your pa...
-No, don't say that.

Don't let Johnny know you're his father.
He's the only thing I have.

I tried to raise him to be a good boy,
and if he finds out, it'll destroy him.

Shut up.

Johnny's my son, he's my son,
and he takes after me.

Alone out there in the desert,
he fooled three of my best men

and almost killed one of them.

Oh, he's a Clayton, all right.
He's got my blood in his veins.

He's the only good thing I got
in my rotten life.

Sam, please, I beg of you,
don't take him away from me.

Shut up!

(MAN SCREAMING)

Oh, my God!

-He's come back, he's come back.
-Who's come back?

-Who's come back?
-The priest.

The priest!

Come on. Let's go.

He fell because he was drunk.

Zeke, get the money.

(CHURCH BELL RINGING)

SAM: The church.

Get back.

Go on, Red, behind the wagon.

(MAN SCREAMING)

Sam !

The money's not there.

Red, you go see what's happening.
You too, Jess.

Stay there.

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)

(PLAYS DISCORDANT NOTE)

No! No!

Johnny!

What do you think you're doing?

I told you I didn't need that.

SAM: Johnny!

Come on out of there.

Do you hear me, boy?

Come on out or I'll kill your mother.

I mean it, Johnny.

Oh, Johnny.

Johnny, get up on a horse.

SAM: Zeke, let's go, come on.

Come on, Zeke, let's go.

-I want that money.
-Don't be a fool, let's go.

Well, girls.

I think it's all over.

Sam ! Sam !

Sam !

ALL: Get him !

Hold it!

Hold it or I'll fire, I'll kill you.

Hold it!

(GUN FIRES )

Take a drink.

Go ahead.

Now, you,

I'm going to hang you at the end of a rope.

Move your ass.

Move it!

Hey, old buddy,
not too far from the border now.

Hey, Brother George,
why the heck are we going to Mexico?

Why? Well, Willy, 'cause back there,
there's nothing but death and destruction,

and in Mexico, there's gold, silver
and those lovely brown-skinned girls.

Sure glad I asked.

(CAWING)

Come on.

Wait!

That's where we're going.

Johnny!

Johnny!

Look up there, Johnny.

You know what those crosses are?

This is an old abandoned mission,
and that's the cemetery.

I got a surprise for you.

Come on.

You know, Johnny,

some people are born

poor as church mice.

And others are...
Others are rolling in money.

(GRUNTS )

Now, look here.

Look what we got.

We got $50,000, Johnny.

All ours, kid.

Yeah.

$50,000, all in one pile.

Bet you've never seen so much money,
have you?

(PANTING)

We gonna

enjoy the rest of our lives together,
Johnny.

Look.

It's all ours.

You know, Johnny,

out there is Mexico.

I always wanted to go there someday.

In Mexico, maybe...

Maybe somewhere down near the sea.

Yeah.

But I always kept putting it off,
and you know why?

Yeah, I'll tell you why, Johnny.

I'll tell you why, it was because...

Because of my nephews.

Zeke and then Jess and then Red,

none of them... They wouldn't agree.

And listen, I'll tell you something.

I ain't getting no younger.

Time just goes by and then...

Then one day...

One day you just get older,
and suddenly you find yourself

all alone.

You deserve to be alone.

You shut up.

You shut...

She don't know nothing, Johnny.

She don't understand.

LEWlS: Clayton!

Father John was my brother.

(CHURCH BELL RINGING)

''Mine is the vengeance,

''saith the Lord.''

Here.

Here.

Look.

It's yours.

Here.

Here, it's all yours.

All $50,000.

It's yours. It's all yours.

You understand?

$50,000.

I got some more in this bag here.

(SHOUTING) No.

(GROANING)

SAM: Johnny.

Thank you.

Johnny.

You take care of that, Johnny.

Lewis!

I'll put the gun back in the church.