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It's nothing. Just some rotten wood.

Will it hold?

Give it a try!

Thanks, Luigi.

It was nothing. Just takes a good eye and a little muscle.

Come see.

Man, that's what you call a -

A real rat trap!

We gotta warn the others.

How are they gonna get through?

They'll manage.

Anyway, they should've stayed in the lead.

Hear that?

It's them!

Are those for guys who got flattened up here?

They used to cart three-ton iron hunks.

On these roads, it was suicide.

- You think this is any better? - Sure it is.

- What does that mean? - Who cares!

This is the end of the line for me. - For you?

For you too. How do you expect to get by here?

You can't fly over it!

Let's go back - right now.

Looks better over here.

We'll have to go right to the edge.

The wood's completely rotten!

It's like a sponge!

- Are you out of your mind? - The others made it!

Our truck's twice as heavy.

The nitro's got to your brain!

Look at it. Slippery as a skating rink.

You'll either go through it or off it!

Listen to me, Jo.

There's $2,000 waiting. - I'd rather save my hide.

You should have thought of that before.

I didn't beg to come. I told you I was scared.

"Don't worry, kid. I'll show you how it's done." Remember?

We're going through.

- It's crazy! - It was crazy taking on this job.

You got me into this - don't forget that.

Now get back there and guide me.

Poor sap!

You'll get a medal...

posthumously.

Ready.

Easy!

Easy!

Okay, hold it!

Hold it!

I said to the edge!

How much further?

My God!

Jo, answer me!

Stop kidding around!

What a spot!

You louse!

Don't try to hide!

I see you!

I see you! Get back down here, you bastard!

Wait for me, Mario!

Mario says, "Screw you!"

Well? You coming or not?

You low-down rat!

- Listen - - I know.

You got the jitters.

- Me? - Yeah, you.

Mr. Big Shot's got the shakes.

Some tough guy!

A real Al Capone!

Malaria, my ass!

You're scared stiff. You're a woman.

Lay off! If you knew what I've been through -

Don't give me that!

Maybe you were a man once - in my grandma's time.

Now you play it safe and shoot a guy in the back

'cause you don't like risk. - 'Cause I know what risk is.

You just plunge ahead. You think you're invincible.

You can't see 10 feet ahead of you.

I see every pebble, every hole that could send us sky-high.

I've died 50 times since last night.

I can see the explosion up here. I see myself blown to bits.

'Cause I've got brains in my head!

If only you had balls too.

Keep talking. Yours'll be hanging from a tree,

like a couple of cherries.

Hey, want a drag?

I'll buy you one day after tomorrow.

We'll each have one.

That's right.

Bimba, why are you so sad?

No more mixing cement.

We're gonna be rich...

if we don't die first.

And if we do, it'll be over anyway.

But if we don't, it'll be nice to get away.

- Where to? - Anywhere.

To swap mosquitoes? No, thanks.

The ones here are just fine.

Those back home are better.

I'm going back to Calabria with the dough.

I'll buy a house

and marry a pretty girl.

If you're scared, you can get out.

This truck's not a rest home.

I'm staying. I need to earn the dough.

Earn the dough? I'm doing all the work.

I'm not some charity.

I do the work, and you collect.

$2,000 and so long!

You can forget that. You've got to pump the pedal for it.

That's what they pay you for.

Think they pay you to drive?

They pay you to be terrified.

There's your division of labor.

You drive and I worry myself shitless. You got the better deal.

That's all we needed.

This is too much.

We're jinxed!

Lousy rock! How'd you ever get here?

It came from up there.

Goddamn rocks!

Rotten luck.

It's all over now!

Wait.

We'll move it with a crowbar.

You crazy? It weighs at least 50 tons.

So what do we do?

We'll blow it up.

With what?

Think what we've got won't do it?

A whole jerrican?

A jerrican? Why not a ton?

No, a quart will do it.

Thank God.

But how'll you get it out?

I'll siphon it out.

Meanwhile, take this bar and make me a hole -

A hole right in the stone.

About 30 inches deep.

That enough?

Yeah. Now get me the jack handle and the hammer.

What's going on, guys?

- You got eyes. - He's blowing it up.

What? You're nuts!

Gotta clear the road, don't we?

What do you say?

Nothing.

Everyone gets his say here. Even you.

I don't give a damn.

Isn't that a bit risky?

The whole load could blow, and us with it.

Of course.

We'll get the trucks out of the way. Yours first.

Then ours.

Hear that?

Hey, big shot, you hear that?

Okay. Let's back it up.

What's with him?

He's got the jitters.

If you need a tough guy, he's all yours.

Just look at him.

Get going, you!

Can't you see he's just a walking corpse?

You think we're not?

Mario, get the jerrican as far away as you can.

Luigi, hand me the thermos.

Is there enough in here?

- Maybe too much. - Pretty slick.

It's simple. I light the cord,

and when it reaches here,

the hammer falls and - bingo!

Go find me a palm branch.

Here.

Okay. Now clear out.

So this is it?

First go back up the truck,

and then -

We can't take unnecessary risks.

So long.

Your cigar.

Stop!

We're good here.

Sure, we're great.

Keep coming.

How's it going down there?

Fine.

It's taking a while.

Take cover!

The trucks! What if rocks fall on 'em?

- Back 'em up more! - Too late!

I'll put it out!

- Come with us! - It's safer!

Get down, idiot!

Is he dead?

He's breathing!

Breathing the smell of your stinkin' feet!

Bastard!

You had us worried!

Are you hurt? - Wait. Let me see.

You really scared us. We thought you'd had it.

So did I.

Blessed are the poor in spirit.

The blast just knocked him over.

And the rock too. Look.

Not a bad job at all.

Congratulations.

We do what we can.

- Nothing left. - All gone.

See that?

This sure is twisted.

You're the twisted ones.

It worked, didn't it? So shut up.

Let's pour a toast.

If you're going, I've gotta go too.

Yeah, let's pour one.

So I'm not invited, eh?

I'll make my own toast.

Careful. No shaking.

You sure are something.

Mario's got guts. So have I.

Jo has none at all.

But you take the cake.

Ever worked in a salt mine?

The Nazis gave me three years of it.

I was half dead when I got out.

Compared to that, a little nitroglycerine -

Sure, but even so.

Why shave?

Listen, Luigi.

Before he was hanged,

my father asked to take a shower.

It runs in the family.

I've never come to the table without washing my hands.

If I've gotta be a corpse, I want to be...

presentable.

You should eat.

I couldn't eat anything right now.

But I'd like a cold drink...

in a Paris bistro.

Want a smoke? - Roll me one.

Good old French tobacco

Ever hear that one?

No, but you're off-key.

That's 'cause my conscience is clear.

No kidding.

No more Luigi.

Play with fire and you end up getting burned!

It could have been us.

Poor guy.

Forget it. They took a chance and lost.

That's life.

Your buddy goes up in smoke and that's all you can say?

What's it matter anyway?

I'll smack you! - Are you crazy?

Stop!

- Shut the door. - I've had it!

Drop it!

Drop the rock!

You first!

Bastard!

It might not be right, but I'm the strongest,

so it buys me some time.

Get up!

Why are you so lousy to me?

You still don't get it?

I need your help. It's just you and me now.

So you're gonna stick with me

to the very end.

Get back to the truck.

You're lucky I'm an old man!

I'm washed up, a coward!

Faster.

What an explosion. Take a look at this.

It's like they just fell in.

The tracks go right to the edge and stop.

Funny.

Like tracks of a plane that took off.

That's just what happened.

They took off.

I wonder what happened.

How would I know?

We'll never know.

I'm sure even they didn't know.

It's not deep.

But it'll rise.

Look at that. Even the pipe's broken.

In half an hour it'll be one big lake of oil.

We get all the lousy breaks!

Look.

Bimba's cigarette holder.

That's all that's left.

Okay. Let's go. Otherwise we'll need a boat.

Test the bottom while I get the truck.

I'll be back in two minutes.

Yeah, yeah.

Two minutes, next year - what's it matter now?

Well?

It's slick.

I said it's slick.

You'll spin out. If you stop, you'll never get started again.

We got no choice.

Okay.

Just don't stop!

I'm right behind you.

- It's deep. - Keep going.

Hurry up!

Wait, wait!

Stop!

Get out of the way!

I can't!

I'm stuck!

Move!

Mario, stop!

My leg!

Why didn't you get out of the way? Don't we have enough problems?

You bastard. You knew you were running over me.

But you ran right over your buddy.

Buddy or not, I had to.

You're hurting me!

It's your fault. I told you to get out of the way.

If I hadn't hesitated -

- You did? - Yes, I did!

If not, I'd have made it.

Now we're stuck on account of you.

Out of the running.

And not even blown up - just stuck in the mud.

Some heroes!

Do something. You can't imagine the pain!

Like I've got the time.

I'm in agony!

Here's your chance to take it easy.

It's just what you wanted!

Hurry up. This is bad.

The ride too rough for you?

I'm not made of nitroglycerine.

I'm not dangerous.

Not anymore.

Stinks in here, doesn't it?

Yeah.

- It's my leg. - Come off it.

It's just the oil.

It's me. I smell like rotting flesh.

Stop talking nonsense.

It's terrible to rot alive.

Get all worked up and you're done for.

Look at my nails.

They're purple.

This is the end.

Stop it, all right? You're not gonna let yourself die, are you?

It's out of my hands.

Talk to me, Jo. Say something.

I feel like sleeping.

No, you gotta keep on fighting!

I'm tired.

You gotta force yourself.

Come on, Jo. - What do you wanna talk about?

Anything you like.

Where did you live in Paris?

On the rue Galande.

No kidding. I know that street.

That was a long time ago.

That's funny.

You remember the tobacco shop on the corner?

- Is it still there? - Sure is.

Next to the hardware store.

In my time, there was a fence there.

No, you're right. There's a fence.

I never knew what was beyond it.

Nothing. Just an empty lot.

- Feeling worse? - I'm okay.

What a long street.

I'm all out of breath.

Jo, old buddy.

Hold on.

We're almost there.

You asleep?

I'm trying to remember.

What?

The fence.

What was beyond the fence?

I told you: Nothing.

Nothing.

There's nothing!

Look, we made it!

Old pal.

That's right.

Take a little nap.

Not like that. It scares me.

Amazing!

Tell me, what was it like?

Hello? What?

It can't be.

Bad news. Luigi and Bimba were blown up. Jo's dead.

- What about Mario? - He'll be here in two hours.

Are you sure?

Praise God!

Doc, did you hear that? He'll be here in two hours!