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Hold it!

Jim, if you wanna stay alive,
you'd better be more careful.

Chris, I've been
on the trail a long time.

I've been lookin' for you.

Well, we'd better
get you into town.

Come on.

I'm scared, Ma.
I'm really scared.

I'm not excusing it, ma'am.
He did wrong.

But the punishment
don't fit the crime.

He's only 18.

Only a boy.

What did you do?

I was just funnin'.
Busted into a store.

Help us, please, ma'am.
Talk to your husband.

Save your tears, senora.

The marshal has no mercy,
no sympathy, no compassion.

What did he do?

Pepe Carral?

He's knocked over most
every bank in this territory.

And Big Walt over there, he's just
too strong for his own brainpower.

Chris.

Chris.

No.

But he's only a boy.

He had a man's wants
when he was robbin'.

And he didn't spend the money
he stole on grub for his family.

He spent it on women,
liquor and cards.

And then, when he's caught,
he calls himself a boy again.

If you put him in that Tucson
hellhole, he'll come out a wild animal.

That storekeeper
you robbed has six kids.

You ruined him.

You wiped out 10 years of hard work
for just one night. One good time.

I learned my lesson,
honest.

Chris, please.

No.

You're supposed to be an important
man. A friend of the governor's.

Why, you're worse than any man
you ever sent to Tucson.

Is there any man in there
that's killed as many men as you?

Not by half,
there isn't.

I didn't kill for the
same reasons they did.

You're not as pure as them
that stands before you.

Name's Noah Forbes, Marshal.

I've decided to do for you what
Ned Buntline did for Bill Cody.

Make a damn fool of me.

Make you famous.

You're a writer?

You name a big city newspaper
and I've worked on it.

That means you're pretty
good or you can't hold a job.

All you have to do
is talk to me.

I'll do the writing,
you get a third.

I met Buntline. Read
his stuff. Mostly trash.

Things weren't
anything like that.

Listen, what people
think is true

is a lot more important
than what really is true.

Can't get rich telling
'em they're wrong.

I don't make
my livin' that way.

Look, somebody's gonna write about
you anyway. Why shouldn't it be me?

All right.
But you get half.

And you don't print
anything I don't like.

It's a deal.

Rye. Bring a bottle and put
it on the marshal's bill.

I'll be a little short
till I finish the book.

You better write good.

What are you doin' here? You should
be flat on your back for a week.

I ain't got a week, Chris.
I ain't got an hour to spare.

Well, come on.
Have a drink anyway.

Jim Mackay, Noah Forbes. Here's
a man you could write about.

He's ridden with me
more than once.

Lawman, Mr. Mackay?

I used to be
a bounty hunter.

One of the few that
brought 'em in alive.

But I'm a lawman now.
And don't you laugh, Chris.

A legal and respectable town marshal.

They've got a good man.
What town?

Magdalena, down Sonora way.
It's a farmin' settlement.

Mostly Mexican. A few American
families. We get along just fine.

An American marshal
in a Mexican town.

They couldn't be too
particular. They needed help bad.

You see, we border
De Toro's territory.

Who's De Toro?

Bandit. Raids both sides of the border.

The cavalry and the rurales
could stop him if they'd cooperate

but neither side lets the
other cross the frontier.

Those two pistoleros.
De Toro's?

I guess they figure I'm comin'
to look for some of the old bunch.

Jim, I've crossed that border
three times to fight bandits.

I ain't goin' down
there again.

Chris, he's bound
to hit us any time.

He's got 50, 60 men.
I got a handful of farmers.

And I've got a good job.

And a new wife who's still
practically a bride.

I don't like to bring this up,
Chris, but I saved your life one time.

That doesn't give you
any right to ask for it now.

Besides, didn't I save
your neck today?

Doesn't that make us even,
if you're keepin' score?

You told me then, Chris,

"I owe you. You want something,
you ask, you got it. "

I hung on to that promise for 10
years. I saved it like grubstake,

waitin' for something important
to come along, and I'm askin' now.

No, Jim. I can't.

Remember that
first time, Chris?

Seven of us got $350.
$50 apiece.

Well, those folks in
Magdalena, they trust me.

Me, Chris,
with everything they got.

I got $3,000 here.

One thousand of it's yours for
just a couple of weeks' work.

Well, maybe some
of the others.

Dead, mostly.
Or semiretired, like me.

Skinner or Elliot?

Tucson prison.

Who brought 'em in, Chris?

Times change, Jim.
They couldn't accept it.

Yeah, well.

I guess I don't neither.

Luck, Chris.

Luck.

I'm glad
you didn't lock it.

I figured you'd break
it down if I did.

Chris.

He's only 18.

Hickok, Clay Allison,
the Daltons,

how do you figure
I outlived them?

By knowing when not to
take unnecessary chances.

Now, that's hard, but it's
the only way that works.

Works against who?

I mean, Shelly's no
Mark Skinner or Pepe Carral.

I'm not asking you
to help gunfighters.

Judge Parker
said to me once:

"The men I hanged
never killed again,

"but plenty that
I didn't hang did. "

You tell me he's wrong.

He wasn't talking about
a boy who robbed a store.

I've buried a lot of friends who thought
fuzzy-faced kids weren't dangerous.

Means a lot
to you, huh?

I don't owe Shelly a damn
thing and I do him a big favor.

I owe Jim Mackay a lot, and
I don't do anything for him.

I can't seem to do
anything right.

Sure you can.

Come on.

Chris, how come I'm in
chains and Walt isn't?

He promised
not to get away.

And you believed him?

Yeah, I believed him.
Come on.

CHRIS: Hold it.

I'm sorry, Chris, but
these irons spoil my aim.

CHRIS: Hello, Skinner.

I'll see you
next time I bust out.

I'll be here.

Beats me where he hid it.
He learns hard.

Forget about it.

If you say so.

All right,
bring 'em on.

Hold it. Wait a minute. Leave him.

Shelly.

You go on home.
And stay out of trouble.

Hold it, Marshal. I got
an order to bring him in.

You had an order.
Go on, get.

Yaah!

Come on.

SKINNER: Bust him, Pepe.

Damn you, Chris! You give
everybody a break but me!

SKINNER: Kill the bastard.

That lousy kid doesn't
deserve letting off!

PEPE: I'll kill you.

I will, Chris.

I'll kill you.

Not if I get
to him first.

Pepe.

Thanks.

A glass of water.

I put this
on your bill.

You can play me for things
that aren't important.

Just don't try it
with anything that is.

I already figured
that out for myself.

Wanna get some work done?

OK, the battle of Adobe Walls.
What was that like?

Well, there were 28 of us.

Bat Masterson, me,
Billy Dixon, one woman.

Rest of 'em were
buffalo hunters.

Quanah Parker had
600 Comanches with him.

28 against 600. Yeah,
that's great. What happened?

We had a hell of a fight.

And?

We won.

Waah!

Boy, when I saw that wagon
pullin' out without me,

I never felt so good
in all my life.

All the way over, my feet kept
saying "You're free, free, free!"

To do what?

Go back to the same life that made
you risk Tucson in the first place?

You're no better off
than you ever were, Shelly.

Do you feel like
comin' home for lunch?

Yes.

If you think you're gonna
follow us home, forget it.

OK. I'll run over
to the restaurant.

You run a bill
there too, don't you?

Shelly, no!

No, Chris.

No! No!

Any more shooting'll hit her.

Get up.

No.

Get up. Come here.

(CHRIS GROANS)

You're gonna be
all right, huh?

Hell, I already
wrote your epitaph,

had the governor
comin' to your funeral.

Thanks.

Well, she nursed you, Chris.
She hasn't slept in 48 hours.

Where's Arrila?

They, uh, took her.

Oh, God.

I guess he just
couldn't stand the farm.

WOMAN: What are you
going to do?

Kill them.

Hey, don't die just ridin' along.
That'd be a real anticlimax.

On the other hand, we could say you left
your deathbed, just died on the trail.

That has a real
good ring to it.

How far you figure
we've come? 100 miles?

I tell you, it feels more like a
thousand. Damn it, my ass hurts.

How can anything stuffed
with hay be this hard?

There's somethin'
down there.

It looks like hers.

It's a tough climb,
Chris. I'll go.

Dead?

Don't go, Chris. Don't.

Did they use her?

Raped, killed and
left for the buzzards.

Hank? Hank, you usin'
all your blankets?

I'm cold.
I'm damned cold.

Go to sleep.

Thought we was
outta coffee.

We are.

Get up.

Do you want it lyin' there
or on your feet?

Marshal, please.
You gotta understand.

We've been gettin' up before
light since we was five.

Work all day
then go to sleep

because we couldn't
afford kerosene.

Was we wrong
wantin' to get away?

Wantin' to get away
wasn't wrong.

It's how you did it
that was wrong.

Now, where's Shelly?

Find him yourself.

You're a lawman. You
gotta take us in to trial.

He won't shoot us in
cold blood. I don't bluff.

Where's Shelly?

He cut out. For Mexico.

When?

Right after we left town.
Your wife... That was Hank.

I had nothin' to do with it.
I didn't even watch.

And you didn't help her.

He's my brother.

Him for what he did,

and you for what
you didn't do.

(WHIMPERING)

You could've
taken 'em back.

Do you have any doubt
they were guilty?

If I waited around for what you
ask, Shelly's trail'd go cold.

It still wasn't right.

Chris!

Chris! Up here!

JIM: I knew you wouldn't let me down.

Have you seen a young fella ridin'
past here in the last few days?

Blond, about 5' 10",
18 years old, maybe?

Yeah, yesterday. I tried to
hire him, but he was in a hurry.

Chris, De Toro's
on the rampage.

As usual.

And I got nothin' behind me but a pack
of good intentions. Farmers, shopkeepers.

Them two I hired yesterday. Paid 'em less
than I offered you and they ain't worth it.

As for the rest, I guess they're willin'
enough to get killed, but I need killers.

That why you
thought of Chris?

Didn't mean it
the way it come out.

Before De Toro hits, Jim,
you'd better ride outta here.

Stayin's suicide. That
ain't gonna do you no good.

Would you ride out?

I wouldn't be in this
mess to begin with.

Lemonade. Unsweetened.
It helps fight the thirst.

Thanks.

You make a hell of a posse
man, Padre. Where's your gun?

I told him he didn't
have to wear one.

Not that I would have, anyway.

I fight a different battle.
I use different weapons.

This is De Toro's
kind of a battle.

You're not impressed
with my congregation?

They've been welded
together by adversity.

In many ways, I've already
won my biggest battle.

God works in strange ways.

He's got me confused
most of the time.

When we first came to Magdalena, we
only felt the differences between us.

Now he's taught us
and bound us together.

Well, under
the circumstances,

I'm not sure he's done you any favors.

You realize you're likely
all to be dead soon?

If that's his will,
we're ready to die.

I'm not too worried
about meeting him.

Somehow, I'm not so sure
you won that exchange.

I'm not so sure
he did either.

If your whole posse is made up of
tigers like him, you're in bad trouble.

Aren't you bein'
a little tough on him?

No tougher than
De Toro's gonna be.

Where does
that leave me?

Alone.

Chris.

Good luck.

CHRIS: Shelly's
in a mighty big hurry.

NOAH: Let's go.

De Toro?

Yeah.

It looks like Shelly's
joined 'em. Come on.

Hey, take it easy. We're
liable to catch up with him!

(GUNSHOTS)

That's how Shelly
bought into the gang.

That's where Mackay
set up his ambush.

Shelly's led him
right in behind 'em.

Damn it to hell. Come on.

(GUNSHOTS)

NOAH: You're not going
down there, are you?

CHRIS: Come on.

NOAH: I don't see Mackay. Maybe
he took your advice and lit out.

CHRIS: I didn't
think he would.

I don't know whether
I'm glad or not.

Sure been a lot of
killin' since I met you.

Well, shall we bury 'em?

The livin'
need us more.

There can't be anything left in
their town but the women and De Toro.

I guess they took off.

There's one by the cantina. Another in
the door of the mission, coverin' us.

Ease off your saddle.

Keep your horse between
you and the mission.

Right.

!Manos arriba!

Noah! It's safe now.

Are you sure?

(DOOR OPENS)

(WOMEN SOBBING)

Chris.

Thank you.

I'm Laurie Gunn.

Uh, Miss or Mrs.?

Mrs. I mean, uh...

Oh, I'm sorry.

Let her cry.
She'll feel better.

Here.

I'm Noah Forbes.
Call him Chris.

Jim Mackay
talked about you.

He said you would
come and help.

Only you got
here too late.

How are the other women?

Oh, God. I just hope
none of us gets pregnant.

Can you tell me about it?

There are only
17 of us women.

And, uh...

De Toro came riding in here
with about 40, 50 men.

He... He told us that he had
found our men in the hills.

And that he had
killed them all.

Did he say where
he was goin' from here?

Did he say
when he'd be back?

I think they were
going to Texas.

They'll stop here
on their way home.

Probably take you
back with him.

That's what he said.

Most of the others
are asleep.

Oh, Madge.

When could you
take us away?

We'll round up horses
in the morning.

But they took
them all away.

We can walk.

Walk? Across the desert?

You'll all die
the first day out.

At least it's a chance.

Look, De Toro can ride 20
miles while you're walking one.

If he catches you out in the
open, he'll just butcher you.

We'll go for help.

Where?

The rurales
can't do anything.

The US troops can't
cross the border.

Volunteers won't come here and fight
De Toro. Mackay's already tried it.

What are you saying?

There must be something.

I'm open
for suggestions.

If they come back here,
I'll kill myself.

Damn you!
Think of something.

Maybe I can get a few men
tough enough to match De Toro.

NOAH: Where?

Tell me everything
you know about him.

What's he like?
How he acts? Everything.

Well, uh...

The first thing you notice
about him are his eyes.

They tell you that he's mad.

Crazy mad.

Come on. Let's go.

You better eat somethin'.

You won't get a chance
again for quite a while.

Hey, this isn't
like with Mackay?

We're not gonna
cut out on 'em?

No, or I'd have told 'em

so they could make
other plans.

Suddenly it is not
so bad, huh?

What?

Me bein' a killer.

No, it's turned out
to be quite useful.

There's somethin' else. We don't
have to go lookin' for Shelly now.

He's gonna come ridin' in
with De Toro. Come on.

You will come back?

Yeah.

Suppose they come
back before you do?

Just pray they don't.

Stop worryin'.
We'll be back.

CHRIS: I knew
he wouldn't run.

Shelly. Mackay killed him.

The women need you anyway.

You gotta help 'em, Chris.

You promised.

He did my job.

I'll do his.

I don't think
this is quite legal.

I don't care
what you think.

The governor's approved it.
He's the boss.

I won't turn
these men loose.

You're not turnin' 'em loose.

You're paroling them
in my custody.

It don't seem right, turning
'em loose to do the very things

they were put in here
for doing in the first place.

Marshal, I think
you oughta know.

They're not quite
so tough anymore.

I had to do
a bit of taming.

You didn't tame 'em,
you broke 'em.

They weren't sent
here for a vacation.

Pepe.

Chris, I've been
thinking about you.

Have you?

You better believe it.

How's it goin', Walt?

Answer!

It's all right.

It's not all right.

They're in my
custody now.

Captain.

May I ask what you mean about
us being in your custody now?

Can you still handle dynamite, Elliot?

Good.

Still smiling,
huh, Skinner?

Only on the
outside, Chris.

Fast as ever?

I wish you'd try me.

I've got pardons here, signed
by the governor for each of you.

When I countersign 'em,
you'll be free men.

Well, then, sign 'em.

You're gonna earn 'em first.

How?

Join a posse I'm leadin'.

Go to hell.

All right, put him
back in his cell.

Hey, wait a minute.

All right, Chris.

Whatever you say.

Who are we going after?

Juan De Toro.

Into Mexico?

Pardons, hell.
That's seven against 70.

You're takin' us
in there to get killed.

The odds are long.
Pay's good.

But there is one hitch.

If I get killed by you, by
accident or by De Toro's bunch,

the governor will
assume that you did it.

And he'll come trackin' you
down and hang every one of you.

But we'll be in Mexico.

All right, who wants to go?

CHRIS: Walt?

Get the chains
off of 'em.

Right face. March!

You fool. Can't you see
what they're thinking?

They'll let you lead them into Mexico,
then blow your head off and join De Toro.

I'm sure that's exactly
what they're thinkin'.

That's all we're taking?

Yeah.

Let's get more men.

Seven's always been
my lucky number.

Damn it, couldn't you have waited
till you got farther away from here?

Take 'em.

Here's a double
for you, Skinner.

Well, you only need one
if you're really good.

Figured you'd
like to have that.

Didn't think
you'd want one.

Well, I haven't been in a
situation like this lately.

Well, don't blow
your foot off.

Who's the dude?

He takes notes.

He's gonna write
all about you.

All right, when you're ready, mount up.
Elliot. You're gonna drive the wagon.

Hear you had
a little trouble.

A few of the boys
cut me some.

Did they have
good cause?

They thought so. Warden made
me take charge of a work detail.

Had to build up
a new cellblock.

And you built it solid? Well,
you'll be buildin' again.

Stone or brick?

Barbed wire this time.

Hayes.

At your trial you promised you
were gonna blow my brains out.

That was the mood
of the moment.

I picked you

because I need a man
who knows battles.

Not gunfights. Battles.

Let's cut
through it, Chris.

I'm out and I'm
not goin' back.

You can depend on me.

I hope so.

CHRIS: Let's go.

Let's ride in the rear. I don't
like havin' my back to 'em.

It don't matter. You won't be able
to stop 'em once they make their move.

How long do you
figure they'll wait?

This ain't a patient bunch.

This way. Come on.

Chris, this isn't the way
to Magdalena. Where we goin'?

De Toro's stronghold.

He's not there.

If he was, we wouldn't be goin' there.

That's gotta be her.

De Toro's woman.

I hope De Toro's as proud
of her as Laurie said.

Well, Laurie was wrong
about one thing.

He's not completely
crazy mad.

Let me see her.

I'll introduce her
to you in time.

So how many... How many
guards do you figure?

Enough to give
you your share.

There's a hacienda just over
that hill. There's a few risks.

But there's enough loot in there
to give you all a fresh start.

You're gonna help us
rob a hacienda?

You'll all be
rich by mornin'.

Rich?

Why are you bein'
so good to us?

I'm doin' no more for you
than you'd do for me.

How in hell do you mean that?

Like he says it.

You on his side?

Kept that guard from busting
me with that club again.

Why, you damn fool, he
didn't do that for you.

He just knew if your ass was
busted you couldn't ride a horse.

Was that the reason?

Not exactly.

Hold it. Chris, do you mean that we go
in there and we can take anything we want?

That's exactly
what I mean.

All right,
what's your plan?

Oh, I figured
we'd just ride in there

and shoot down
anyone carryin' a gun.

Ah, that's sloppy.

Who's in the assault wave? Who are the
reserves? You have to have flankers.

Suppose you get hit,
who assumes command?

Uh, Noah.

I've got better
qualifications.

Relax, Hayes.

Captain Hayes.
I've ambushed Apaches.

Anything in this world
is child's play after that.

He's got a good
argument there.

All right, Hayes.

You.

You all heard that?

Yeah, we heard that.

Captain.

All right, I'll work out some tactics.

Hayes, you're
a pain in the ass.

Yeah, but a useful one.
Come on, let's go.

Pepe.

Here.

That Gatling gun,
right up there.

Everybody else is getting a better
deal than me again, eh, Chris?

How come I get
the worst job?

Because you're
the best with that.

Am I?

You cross me, Pepe, and you'll be
killin' your friends too. Now get goin'.

They're no friends of mine.

Around there.

Walt, check out
the stable.

Skinner, got a good one for you.

See those two
right there?

Go get 'em.

Come on.

Take that one alive.

Yeah, we're just
leadin' damn recruits.

We better give 'em a few more
minutes to get in position.

Hey, amigo.

Pepe! Pepe!

Pepe!

I'm gonna have to get around there.

OK, I'll draw their fire.

Pepe!
Where the hell are you?

Oh, hell.

Up here.

Come on.

Noah. Tie her up.

Gringo desgraciado.

Gracias.

Hayes, bring me
the live one.

You speak English?

Now you go to De Toro and you tell
him that I, Chris, degrade his woman.

Skinner.

And you tell him the names of the
rest of the men that did this to him.

Pepe Carral.
Walt Drummond.

And Andy Hayes.

Scott Elliot.
Noah Forbes.

And Mark Skinner.

You got that?

And you tell him that we'll be waitin'
for him, with his woman, at Magdalena.

Now get goin'.

Stop him!

What the hell
you doin', Chris?

You old bastards.

You can't go back to the
States 'cause they'll hang you.

And you can't join De Toro
because he'll cut your hearts out.

(LAUGHS)

Now we're ready
for Magdalena.

They're back!
They've come back!

They've come back!
They're back!

The marshal,
he's come back!

I knew you'd be back.

I want her watched
every minute.

She's De Toro's woman.

Martha, you watch her.

You, come on with me.

I said, come with me.

Who are they?

Volunteers.

They came to help us.

Why?

They're humanitarians.

Now get some food
in your guts.

Then we'll go to work.
Come on.

We'll serve everybody
over in the cantina.

Bring what you have
on the stove.

All right, we haven't
got much time.

Will all the women get over against
that wall? The men against the bar.

Now, we've got two days, three
at the most, before they get here.

So we'll be working
day and night.

You men'll be
headin' work parties.

You'll also need the women to
load guns for you in the fight.

So pick your partners.

Try to make it
mutual, huh?

No.

No.

What about them?

Keep pickin'
till they're gone.

You women
will be workin',

loadin' for your men, feedin'
them, taking care of 'em.

And draw your own lines.

Now, let's unload that wagon.

Long-range target rifles? These
are single-shots. We need repeaters.

Keep diggin'.
And watch those sights.

They're Winchester rifles,
caliber 30-40. Model 1885.

They're brand-new, Captain.
Get the grease out of 'em.

You'll be able to inspect
them with white gloves.

OK, ladies, I want some boiling
water to get rid of that grease.

Shotgun shells, 12-gauge,
double-aught buckshot.

And official police riot guns.

You would get official police
guns, wouldn't you, Chris?

Tell Pepe what you want.
I need you with me.

Come on, Pepe.

Go to hell.

Move.

And take your
women with you.

And don't go empty-handed.

Laurie, I'm gonna need everything
in town that can hold dirt.

Pillowcases, flour sacks, trouser legs.

Get them to sew bags
out of anything.

All right, Chris.

All right, come on,
construction foreman.

I'll show you why
I brought you.

They'll have to
come in over there.

And we're gonna
have to whittle 'em down.

Now, those target rifles have got
range, so we use those on the first line.

How many do you
think he'll have?

40? 50?

We'll dig a row of pits. Then we'll sight
in the rifles and set out range stakes.

When they pass a stake, we'll know
how far away they are and save misses.

Now, those pits'll
go right in here.

Well, if his horses are coverin'
100 yards every five or six seconds,

that means that he's gonna be
here a minute after we open fire.

That should give us time
for about three rounds.

With seven of us shootin', we should
get about 15 to 20 of 'em. More or less.

Now, when they're
about 300 yards away,

we'll start fallin' back
to the second line.

They're gonna be
crawling all over us.

Well, then we'll have to do somethin'
to stop 'em from crawlin' all over us.

Plant a series of charges in these pits.

That'll take care of
about five more of 'em.

Chris,
when we're retreating,

you have to figure
on the losses.

With all that lead flying, odds
are they'll get a couple of us.

Well, then there'll be five or
six of us at the second line.

Which five or six?

Then we'll make the
Winchester line right here.

Same thing. Pits.

Well, if their charge is
broken, they'll take cover.

And you can see where they'll
go. Those little gullies.

I'll plant charges in 'em.

You're both as crazy
as De Toro.

What makes you think he'll
do everything you want?

He'll charge the first line
because he's got contempt for us.

Then, when he sees
how few we are,

it'll hurt his pride and make
him charge the second line.

Then what?

Then he'll start
being careful.

And flank us.

Yeah.

By then, we should have a third to
half his men, and only lost a few of us.

I wish you'd stop
sayin' that.

They'll be comin' in
from all sides.

I'll figure out some stuff.
Wires, charges.

Strong as you can.

What happens when
they break in here?

We're gonna put the biggest charge
under the altar in the mission.

And take those
bastards with us.

Come on. Time to eat.

Nah, I gotta
keep workin'.

Put the shovel down. You
gotta have somethin' to eat.

Gotta keep up
all that strength.

Is that enough?

Almost.

Getting killed will at least
bring us some rest.

If you can't handle it,
Pepe, go to sleep.

They say if a tree falls in
the forest and no one hears it,

there's a question of
whether it makes any noise.

If none of us lives
to tell about this,

can we be covered
in glory?

HAYES: Sure we can.

Feels good to be buildin'
again. We've built good.

Not good enough, maybe,
but best we could.

I'm satisfied.

Enough money to last me
my whole lifetime.

Clothes to turn
any girl's eyes.

Women for the taking.

And I'll be dead before
I can enjoy any of it.

!Salud!

Chris, he really had me pegged,
right from the first minute we met.

Said I couldn't
hold a job.

Boy, he was just
more right than he knew.

Well, he must have
seen something else,

or else he wouldn't have
wasted his time on you.

Butterball, you are looking
at a 14-karat sharpie.

A guy who's always known all the
angles, none of the principles.

But you know a few, or else you
wouldn't know the difference.

You're really determined to
make me feel good, aren't you?

Don't get angry, but we have enough real
problems without you hashing over these.

That's just the point. I have
started knowing what's real.

For the first time,
I know.

This thing,
or any other story,

I can tell it, 'cause I've
learned how to feel it.

This trip with Chris has really taught
me what I've always needed to know.

Now it's too
damned late.

Noah said you never
had any children.

Don't you like them?

Sure I like 'em.
We get along just fine.

Come on.

Down you go.

He said your wife
was very pretty.

Why was he talkin'
so much about me?

Because I asked him.

Night-night.

Night.

What was your
husband like?

Oh,

you wouldn't
have noticed him.

He didn't stand out
very much in a crowd.

I don't mean that bad, like.
He was a good man.

Not much of a farmer.

And no fighter at all.

But he was good to me.

He loved them.
I wasn't unhappy.

Why'd you marry him?

I... I'd rather
talk about you.

Well, you've got enough
answers and I don't have any.

He promised me
a better life.

A place of our own.

He kept his promise.

Well, I'm a lousy
farmer too.

And I don't
keep promises.

Oh, of course you do.

You promised you'd
come back and you did.

Well, I... I don't
make a habit out of 'em.

If we get through
this thing tomorrow,

I ain't stickin'
around here.

I know.

(GUNSHOTS)

600. Lower the range.

Let's go!

!Vamonos!

(WALT GROANS)

No!

They'll be comin' back and
we won't be able to hold 'em!

Get the women
outta here. Go on!

Go.

No!

!Vamonos!

Come on!

Give it up, Pepe.
Come on!

They're comin' back.
Let's go.

CHRIS: Anything?

From what I can count,
we've got about half of 'em.

They got about half of us.

The odds are the same
as when we started.

LAURIE: Everybody sit down.

Sit down.

Here. Come on.

No, Chris. No!
Please, no!

Laurie, stop it!

You know this
is the last resort.

Chris! Give her back to
him. Maybe he'll go away.

I would give her
back to him.

But she's not
important to him now.

He'd see her in hell before
he'd let us get away with this.

Laurie,

you'll have to decide
for yourself

and do it or not.

I can't.

All right.

De Toro will let the
children live, won't he?

I don't know what he'll do. You
told me yourself he was crazy mad.

Laurie.

They're fine kids.

Sorry.

He was a good man.

What was his name?

I... I never
thought to ask.

It didn't seem important.

He wasn't
much for talkin'.

Walt.

Walt Drummond.

(HORSES APPROACH)

(WOMAN YELLS)

De Toro!

(SOBBING)

Oh, Chris.

Hey, Chris.

Where's my pardon?

This town needs
a sheriff, Skinner.

Interested?

It ain't much of a town.

Three men and a passel
of women and kids.

Well, the women are scarce in this
part of the country. Men'll come.

Why not?

(CHUCKLES)

Chris. Did I ever tell you
I was born in Salt Lake?

I'm a Mormon.

MADGE: Noah.

CHRIS: Guess I won't be
comin' this way again.

The sheriff here
is an old enemy of mine.

If you behaved yourself, you
wouldn't get into any trouble.

You put him
up to that.

I did not.

The hell you didn't.

It's just that they've
grown used to you.

Yeah, well, kids pick
up bad habits easy.

So do adults.

I ain't makin'
no promises.

Who asked you to?

Skinner! You've just
been demoted to deputy!

Yeah, well,
that figures.

Wouldn't have had much
time for work anyway.

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