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How disgusting!

This is such a cowardly act!

Why? What about them?

Damn!

Okay, throw in the others as well.

What do you have against me?

Curse you!

- No! - Come here!

Leave me alone! I don't want to go!

Let me go!

You idiot!

No, I don't want to go!

Let me go!

- Shit! - Silence!

Listen.

I don't like any of you.

I see you swimming in shit.

You're filthy pigs!

I can save only those who have enough money...

to buy their lives.

Here's what we'll do.

I'll lend you a silver dollar.

Whoever brings it back to me, shall live.

And for the others...

too bad for them.

- It's mine! - Over here!

- It's mine! - Put your hands down!

Let it go!

This is mine.

And smile!

Thank you very much, sir.

Continue drinking.

I get irritated when someone stops drinking.

And when I'm irritated...

I shoot.

As a bandit of the Diablo Gang, you must be a fool.

No.

Don't stop a stagecoach...

without checking out the surroundings first.

Romero...

what should we do?

Stay calm.

I'll deal with your friends.

Watch out!

No, no, no.

Move out...

and hurry up.

Hud.

The Mighty Hud.

If your ass still can, take a horse and ride away.

See ya...

and say "hi" to El Diablo.

Asshole.

Go away, you son of a bitch.

Why did you let him escape? He's a bandit.

We need to take him to the sheriff of Blackstone.

And maybe lynch him before the trial...

seeing you're all specialists on this matter.

This is an abuse of power.

I'm protesting.

And you, do something!

Do something, to Hud?

That means getting a third eye in the forehead.

I'm fine with just two.

My friend, when I see you,

I thank God I'm a worthless person.

I'm not your friend.

Hud...

be careful when you go to Blackstone.

There's a tough sheriff over there.

After that bad incident...

you can't go with around with your guns.

That's news given by a friend, right?

I told you I'm not your friend.

Hud has no friends.

- You're great, Hud. - We'll come with you if you want.

We're young and we can help you.

We can conquer the world together.

Do it yourselves.

A film by SERGIO CORBUCCI

GLI SPECIALISTI [THE SPECIALISTS]

story and screenplay SERGIO CORBUCCI & SABATINO CIUFFINI

directed by SERGIO CORBUCCI

Sheriff!

They want to talk to you, Sheriff. It's urgent.

They are waiting in your office.

It's true he freed us from the bandits,

but he's a bandit, too.

You can't let us go around unarmed,

now that this dangerous bandit is coming to our town.

I accepted the assignment

on the condition you'd give up using your guns,

and store them here with me.

Your guns are here.

But let me be clear.

If you take them,

I will resign.

What do you think we should do to defend ourselves from Hud?

Stop him from entering the town!

I can't do that. It's against the law.

- I don't care about the law. - What are you saying, Judge?

We don't want this guy here!

Don't be afraid. He'll be disarmed like everyone else.

Don't fuss. It's bad for the liver.

Hud, disarmed?

You're joking, Sheriff.

You won't be able to take his gun away.

No one ever did.

I say that man should not enter here!

I know why you are all scared.

Hud is Charlie's brother,

and Charlie was lynched in this town...

to our misfortune.

But if Hud comes here to avenge his brother,

he would have to kill us all,

because we are all responsible for the death of that man.

Everyone.

Yes, but people say I was the one who shot Charlie first,

but everyone saw the one who cast the first stone was him!

- What are you saying, you moron? - You heard what I said.

- Then Woodie with his ivory cane. - No!

If we're to tell the truth, it was Attorney Jenkins.

He was the one who put the noose

and wound it around his neck.

The whole town saw it.

What are you saying, you wretched loan shark?

You made money.

Stop it, gentlemen.

How could you act like this?

Hud is coming to the town, Sheriff.

You are being paid to defend us.

But if you're afraid to face that man,

we might as well get someone else to deal with him.

That's true, Miss.

I'm being paid, badly,

to enforce the law...

but everyone must respect the law.

Including you.

Right.

We must do something.

I'm sure Hud is coming here to get the money his brother stole.

And just like you, my dear gentlemen,

I also want to find that money.

My father is not home if you're looking for him.

- I'm alone. - I can see that.

I told you my father is not here. Go away.

Do you want me to scream?

What are you looking for?

What do you want?

I beg you, please go away.

You're Sheba, right?

Yes, how did you know?

Come.

Give me a hand.

How long have you been living here?

Three months.

My father bought the house after Charlie died.

You mean, after he was lynched.

How many people killed him?

Ten?

Forty? Who cares?

They're alive.

And he's dead.

Hurry up, I don't want my father to find you here.

You silly bitch.

How many times have I told you not to trust strangers?

You should obey me, do you understand?

Or else, I'll kill you!

That's mine.

Damn.

You want to kill me over a piece of paper?

Boot!

Give me that rifle...

and don't do anything crazy.

I don't make any exceptions.

- You know that. - You see, Sheriff...

I gave strict orders regarding it!

No one should go around armed with weapons in this area

and I'll make sure it's being enforced.

Therefore, I sentence you to pay a five dollar fine

for breaking the law.

And for the payment,

you can pay in installments, understand?

In case you don't already know,

carrying weapons is prohibited in this area.

Rifles and guns are temptations for evil.

Boot Johnson had one a while ago.

I had best make myself clear.

You can't enter the town unless you're unarmed.

If you don't want to,

then you might as well give up on entering Blackstone.

I know what I want

and it's me who'll decide on it.

But it's not hard to guess the intentions of someone like you.

Everyone knows what happened in Dallas...

in Yuma,

in San Antonio,

in Kansas City,

in Oklahoma.

Should I continue?

Your skill with a gun is famous.

But I hate shootings.

So, you know me.

Who doesn't know you?

You haven't even arrived yet

and everyone is already giving me a headache,

"Hud is coming!"

"Sheriff, what do you think you'll do?"

Here.

I think, you'll give me your weapons.

And I'm not joking at all.

Am I being clear?

I guess, there's something you don't know.

I came here

to avenge my brother's death

and discover the truth.

I also know about this, Hud.

And it's one more reason for me to ask you to give me your weapons.

Brunhilda, prepare the best room,

the one with the sauna.

Everyone here is unarmed, huh?

Right, Sheriff?

Well, almost everyone.

What are you looking at?

Be useful and take him down.

How are things, Valencia?

A disaster, like everything else in Blackstone.

I hope you came to find the money stolen from the bank.

I had all my savings in there.

You mean the money stolen by my brother?

Stolen by someone who then had poor Charlie killed.

We know the dead can't talk.

Do you know who it was?

You came here for him, didn't you?

For him...

and for everyone else.

And not for me?

Did you already forget about me?

C'mon pretty lady.

Take a card. Good.

And now I'll show you a miracle.

Gentlemen, why spend this?

Play a game of poker

and you can win this wonderful dollar machine.

So?

No one here?

Where did the town's rich people go?

All locked at home.

Since Hud came to town,

seems like an epidemic broke out.

An epidemic of fear.

Fear of what?

He's a man like everyone else.

Yes, he got mad with those Mexican beggars.

I must honestly say that when I had him in front of me,

he holstered his gun

and ran away.

Hello, Hud!

Hello, Hud.

You know, I...

I joke around a lot.

I like joking around, too.

Sometimes.

Hey, Boot!

What are you doing?

Waiting for the pastor?

Bravo, that's good.

The Church forgives sins more easily than the law.

Have you seen Hud, Sheriff?

He's already bossing people around here.

Instead of fishing,

maybe you should go hunting for jackals.

For now, I'm only interested with trout.

How are you doing, Hud?

Only God knows

how happy I am to see you visiting your brother.

If it had not been for me and the Sheriff,

they wouldn't have even buried him.

They said he was a thief,

and should be left with the vultures.

Well?

Do you know what I did?

Do you want to know?

I'll tell you right away.

I gave him the coffin that I made for myself.

You know, the one with a nice pillow.

It cost me... wait...

It cost fifteen dollars, more or less.

Let's hope I won't be...

needing it for myself one of these days.

- Lord. - Yes?

Hello, Hud!

I'm happy to see you again.

I'm probably the only one to say so,

but what matters is being sincere with one's feelings.

We were always friends, weren't we?

I don't have friends.

You've never changed.

You're always the same.

Like when we were kids.

Do you remember?

You were the only one who didn't court me.

While you were... very different,

you were beautiful

and young, but now...

you're no longer so.

Really?

Probably.

I'm a woman who hasn't known love for a long time.

Yes.

There's no one here that interests me.

There's just a mob here.

I feel alone since I lost my husband,

and abandoned.

Abandoned and inherited a bank?

The bank.

I actually wanted to talk to you about it

and about your brother, Charlie,

who used to work for me.

I trusted him to take the money to Dallas.

I knew El Diablo wanted to steal from the bank

and I wanted to secure the money.

The town didn't spare me.

I gave Charlie too much trust.

And I lost everything.

But I couldn't have ever thought that...

You know,

for more than three months,

no one deposited more than a dollar in my bank.

I'm sorry.

When they found Charlie wounded and without the money,

they accused him of stealing it.

And then that happened, as you know.

It was horrible.

Since then, I've been alone.

Always alone.

Hud...

I don't care why you came here.

But I'd like to see you again.

You'll see me again.

Don't worry.

Hello, young man.

Fortunately you were there, or I wouldn't have found it.

I'm not a young man.

Well, I'm not interested what you are.

That fish is mine. Give it to me.

You have to prove that to us, Sheriff!

That fish was flying like a bird in the sky.

I saw it.

I told Kit about it and he gave a stone to Rosencrantz.

Rosencrantz threw the stone,

and hit the fish that fell here, next to Apache.

And Apache picked it up.

It's the truth, so how come the fish is yours, Sheriff?

Right, according to the law, this fish is ours.

And that star on your chest says that you enforce the law.

Am I right, Sheriff?

Tell me.

Are you making fun of me?

Of course not.

We have so much respect for old men.

Who's the old man?

- I'm going to smash your face! - The old man broke loose!

What are you doing, Sheriff? You're crazy!

This water is disgusting!

Come here.

Who are you and what are you doing in Blackstone?

He's such a bore.

- You want me to do it again? - No.

We came from Dallas

to look for the treasure.

What treasure?

C'mon, Sheriff, you know it well.

The whole West talks about it.

The whole West talks about what?

The money stolen from the bank of Blackstone

and a certain Sheriff who not only let the thief get away

but can't find the stolen money.

Do you understand, Sheriff?

We're here for that loot.

And if we find it, we'll buy weapons with the money.

- Right? - And we'll become the law.

Yes, and we don't care about Hud, don't you agree?

Listen, little brats,

the story about the stolen money concerns only the law,

and the law here is me.

What do you know of Hud?

Are you his friends?

Hud has no friends, Sheriff.

And you should know that.

Sheriff, Sheriff!

Sheriff...

Mrs. Pollicut is looking for you.

You have to talk with her, quick!

Hurry up, she's waiting at your house.

For your breakfast.

Let's go.

Can I enter?

Is anybody here?

Come in, Sheriff,

to your left.

What?

What are you doing?

Sorry Mrs. Pollicut, I didn't know.

How come you're rummaging in that closet? Come.

No, no, no.

It was a mistake.

I thought you were there.

Me, inside there?

Please come in.

Could you please pour some water for me before it gets cold?

Yes, sure.

Do you mind if we talk while I take a bath?

No, of course not.

Please do so.

Is it good?

What?

Yes. Very good.

Oh, you're such a good dancer.

It's because today, I...

Well...

I...

I have a feeling... that I should go.

No, no, no, no.

Why are you always in a hurry, Sheriff?

I know that you usually like going to a saloon at this hour.

You're lucky you can still enjoy some relaxation.

Hold this.

C'mon.

Turn around.

I want to talk to you about a lot of things.

Therefore, our conversation will take a while.

- A bit of champagne? - Champagne?

You know, it comes directly from France?

Open the bottle on the table.

C'mon.

Try it. It's really good.

Thank you, but...

you called for me, about something urgent.

I'm don't want to waste time.

You can never waste time with a woman like me.

Well...

first, I want to tell you what I think of Hud.

No one is playing?

What a disgusting town.

Hello, Hud.

Come, I want to talk to you.

El Diablo wants to see you.

He came here today with one of his men.

He said you can meet him on a mountain.

He needs to talk to you about something that concerns you.

You're not going, are you?

I wouldn't trust those Mexicans.

This is rubbish!

Such rubbish!

Valencia!

Your whiskey makes me puke.

I'll report you to the Sheriff.

And I'll have this filthy place closed down.

Watch what you're saying, Boot.

You can go to prison for slander.

I'll send you there.

Listen, bitch.

You have your sluts here...

fill the bottles of whiskey

with water from the toilet.

And I will drown you... in the toilet, understand?

You talk too much, Boot.

Go away.

Your voice is annoying.

Finally, I was waiting for you to do something.

C'mon guys.

Let's cut his face up,

and have some fun doing it.

Do something, quick! Call the Sheriff!

Call the Sheriff!

C'mon, keep going.

Did you hear that?

Something is going on at the saloon.

I'll go and check.

Don't worry, it's just the usual scuffle.

C'mon, try again.

Sheriff!

Do something!

What?

Sheriff, what are you doing?

Sorry, I thought it was the soap.

I really need to go.

I'm quite confused, ma'am.

See you later.

Now, tell me,

who gave you the money, to buy my brother's house?

Speak!

You better talk, Boot.

I'm getting angry.

I don't know anything.

I don't know anything.

Tell me who paid you to shoot Charlie.

Tell me!

Speak!

Watch out, Hud!

What's going on here?

Thank goodness, you came, Sheriff.

Hud did it!

Tell me what happened.

In front of everyone.

What do you want to do, Sheriff?

Hud did it in self-defence.

Was this self-defence, or a massacre?

It's you.

Who did you think I was?

My father.

Why do you insist on calling him father...

if he was only your stepfather?

Was?

Did you kill him?

He didn't deserve to live.

Tell me everything you know.

You're the only person I can trust.

I don't know much.

I can only tell you that

that night when Charlie was killed...

What happened that night?

When Boot came home,

after your brother's lynching

I heard him talking with someone outside the house.

"That son of a bitch.

"He fooled us all. He said...

"he hid the money before the ambush."

I don't know anything else

but I'm sure Charlie was innocent.

Someone tricked him.

- Sheba - Yes?

What I did tonight,

I did it to defend myself...

and not to get revenge.

What do you think you'll do now?

I don't know.

Wait for me.

I'll show you what happens to those who challenge the Sheriff!

I can shoot as well as you!

I could kill you if I wanted!

Instead, I'll force you to grovel.

You owe me an apology!

C'mon.

Come out now!

Come out with your hands up.

Hey!

Have you decided?

Come out and don't try to fool me.

Where did you go?

Hud!

Hud!

Are you wounded?

That's enough, okay?

How did you do that?

Trade secret.

I'll still arrest you in the name of the law.

And be careful.

From now on, whatever you say can be used against you.

Okay, put this on the report.

You're an asshole.

And you're a son of a bitch.

Actually, my mother did work in a saloon.

When she was young.

But that doesn't mean you should draw conclusions.

Where do you think you're going?

To visit a friend.

When I arrest you, I won't let you go

because you're mine, do you understand?

Whether you like it or not!

I'll be your shadow!

Have you found your friend?

And then on that day in the summer,

Francisco Rafael Pacorro,

nicknamed "El Diablo",

that everyone feared,

captured the Sheriff of Blackstone,

a town that used to be called "Pedra Negra,"

and Hud,

who used to be his friend

but now allied himself

with the sons of bitches.

Did you write it?

I did.

Very good, Chico.

So everyone can know that today,

El Diablo decided to send this message for future generations

that these sons of a bitches robbed our land.

Good, good!

No, not good!

That's really bad!

Hud, why do you work for the Americans...

who killed your brother?

And it seemed he didn't even do anything to stop it.

And you...

killed five of my men...

and you kicked my captain's ass.

I'll kill him, Diablo.

Be calm, it's bad for your liver.

You son of a bitch!

Romero!

Romero...

I decide when to kill them.

Good.

He's a little nervous.

There you go.

Now we're even.

Not at all!

You only hit those who are weaker than you,

Just like all gringos do.

But you don't have the courage to do that to me.

Am I right, Sheriff?

You see?

You don't have any courage at all.

Coward!

He's scared!

Don't write this down, eh?

No.

Write it down.

Your punch is strong.

"El Diablo was offended.

"But he let the Sheriff fight him by the old traditions."

Get it ready,

for the pig-head!

Come here.

You called for me, here I am.

You should have come alone.

The Sheriff doesn't count.

Does this tell you anything?

Maybe.

Who gave it to you?

I was told that day,

there was going to be a transfer of money from the bank of Blackstone,

that was going to be robbed,

now I'd been thinking about that money for a long time

and I didn't want anyone to take it away from me.

So I outsmarted the thief and got him.

Poor guy.

He was hiding in a cave, full of blood.

It was Charlie, your brother.

Someone betrayed him and shot him.

But he found time to hide the money.

Of course, I asked him,

"Where is the money.

"Tell me where it is.

"Anyway, you're about to die."

But he couldn't talk.

He was only able to give me this dollar.

"Take it to the cemetery."

Now,

I don't know why...

and then

he said a Hail Mary.

- A Hail Mary? - Yes.

A Hail Mary.

Then he fainted.

He was still alive when we left him there.

Then the Americans came,

they took their money, shot him, and killed him without mercy.

The worst of them was a man called Boot, you should kill him.

Already done.

Good!

Now you only have to go and find the money...

and bring it to me.

I'll find the money.

And you'll bring it to me?

Won't you?

Good.

What will happen to the Sheriff?

Him?

If the pig-head does well then he's free.

Hey, Chico.

Give him a horse.

Hud, where do you think you're going?

He's going to get the money...

and will bring it back to me.

And if he doesn't do it?

El Diablo will be very mad.

And he will kill you, is that clear?

And he'll go into town and destroy everything.

Chico, write this down because it will be history.

You're forgetting something.

Me? No.

My gun.

Here it is.

Do you remember?

We used to play with this when we were kids.

Then one day...

a damned gringo...

cut off my arm for stealing a piece of bread.

Then you went away...

to play with real guns...

and I started training my other arm...

until that day came. That damned gringo.

I cut off his legs, arms, other parts of his body.

And as a final act of mercy...

I cut off his head.

And all of this...

just using your left arm?

Of course.

I did everything with just my left arm, amigo.

If you don't believe me, try it.

Go.

Try it.

I don't play with fake guns.

What matters now is your fight with him.

You're right!

Hurry up, Hud.

When you come back with the money...

we'll also do our challenge.

If it's really true that Sheriffs are hard-headed...

you'll be fine.

I'll find you again, Hud.

I'll find you again!

Get out!

You morons, idiots!

What are you waiting for to get them arrested?

I only take orders from the Sheriff...

and he's not here right now.

What are we going to do?

Since the Sheriff is gone...

let's take care of Hud.

I think the most urgent thing to do is to appoint a new Sheriff.

Why are we so worried?

We have a Deputy Sheriff, right?

You've always paid me as a Deputy Sheriff...

and now you're asking me to be the Sheriff...

to get Hud?

I have a wife and a son.

Let's appoint someone else then.

Him, for example.

Young, quick, and he knows Hud.

I don't think I'm the best person for this...

given my job...

though I'm not lacking in courage nor authority.

But if Madame Virginia insists...

I'll do anything for you.

I think the best thing to do is to send a telegram to Dallas...

and ask for a new federal Sheriff.

- That's what I think, too. - We don't need strangers.

It'll be better if we solve this ourselves.

It's our business.

Write it down, Chico.

Write it down so the whole world will know about it.

Listen to this.

Yeah?

Let's pull his pants down.

Come down.

Help!

No!

Will you call the Sheriff?

No, help!

Let me go, help!

What are you doing?

Stop that, guys.

Don't you see they're playing around with him?

Don't listen to him, Sheba.

You know we love you.

We want to tell you that we like you so much.

So we'll propose you something...

we've never asked of anyone before.

We propose that you join our revolutionary group.

- Here's the fruit. - Good!

It's a serious proposal and I'd accept it if I were you.

You're alone and you'll have four friends...

who will protect you...

and are fun to be with.

Here. Have a cigarette.

No, thank you.

I'm a girl, I can't smoke a cigarette.

Why, am I not like you?

Look.

How can you live like this?

If you want to know how to live well...

- let's do it together. - Yes

Why don't you try the rest?

Try it. If you smoke this, everything will be easier.

- Don't be stupid, try it. - No.

Let's make love together.

- Great. - We can also do it, just us women.

- No. - You'll experience new feelings.

Look.

Hello, Hud!

You always come at the right time.

- Give us a hand. - Hud!

We were teaching this virgin how to live.

I'm sure you'll have fun.

Leave this place now.

If you don't want to, I'll make you.

Get lost...

before I lose my patience.

Hurry up!

I have always been worried since you left.

The Sheriff is gone.

They said you killed him.

They're threatening to do to you what they did to your brother.

Let them talk.

Listen, Sheba.

At what time does the Hail Mary start?

At six.

Why?

I'll wait until daybreak.

Come.

Go up the stairs.

Stop.

What?

If it's a game, just explain it to me.

It doesn't matter.

You'll understand...

Maybe tomorrow.

Sorry.

I didn't want to.

It was Charlie's, wasn't it?

I recognised him in the photo.

You shouldn't use it.

You should never use it again.

We can live without violence,

without killing people,

without pain.

I've never known...

that kind of life.

Maybe it was just that you...

didn't want to know it.

Words are useless, Sheba.

Only the facts matter.

Especially if they are final,

like death,

where there's no coming back.

Bring my brother back

and I'll throw my guns away for good.

Can you do it, Sheba?

No.

I can only help you...

to forget.

You're up early, Hud.

It's not even sunrise.

There must be an important occasion

for you to visit the dead at this hour.

- Right? - That's right.

Maybe one of them will be happy to see me today.

Tell me,

didn't that wall have a hole in it before?

I closed the hole.

You know, I don't like holes.

If not, I wouldn't be doing this job.

Start digging there.

Quick.

Quickly?

You need to take your time when doing these things.

There's something here..

I don't remember burying this.

No one can fool you Hud, huh?

Too early to say that, Lord.

Bravo.

You've escaped from El Diablo.

How did you do that?

Trade secret.

Give me the box.

Slowly.

Calmly.

Don't be foolish.

I promised to give this money to El Diablo.

If we don't give it to him, there'll be trouble.

"Bank of Blackstone."

And to think I believed your brother was innocent.

I was deluded.

But,

the facts have proved me wrong.

Let me see that.

What did you do, you idiot!

No! Just like his brother, Charlie!

Shut up!

The bulletproof vest slowed the bullet.

Get a cart and we'll take him to town.

This time, I swear to God.

If anyone moves, I'll kill them!

I won't move.

- What's happening? - It's Hud!

Strange...

I would never have thought he'd get screwed over like that.

Virginia, my love.

Close that window and come back to bed.

I want to give you another show of my lovemaking skills.

You thought I was only good for dealing cards?

Don't be an idiot, Cabot.

Get up and get dressed.

As you wish.

The slave is always ready to obey his sweet master.

Give our money back, Sheriff!

We want it back and we won't wait another minute for it!

That money is ours!

Hang Hud, and give us our money back!

Open the door.

The money is in a safe place!

Calm down!

They aren't calming down at all.

They don't just want the money.

They want me.

Don't worry.

We want it back!

What have you decided to do, Sheriff?

We're waiting.

All of you listen!

Stop that!

I won't allow anymore chaos this time around!

So stop squawking and go back to your homes!

Your money will be returned to you,

down to the last cent!

- At the bank! - No, not at the bank!

- At the bank! - Why?

Open the door.

Move back!

Hud!

They said you were dead.

That's what they want.

Don't worry.

My time has not yet come.

Good thing we have you,

who knows the law and enforces it.

People want their money back right now.

That's understandable.

I'd suggest you do it right away, for everybody's sake.

No.

That's not possible.

We first have to check the receipts against the records.

How long will that take?

How long? At least two days.

But I'll try to get it done faster by working overnight.

Thank you Mrs. Pollicut, I appreciate your cooperation.

I'll send a man over to guard the vault.

I can count on you, Sheriff.

Thank you.

Alright, go and settle them down.

Of course.

I'll go.

Wait a second, please.

This champagne is yours.

You deserve it.

Toast it for the two of us.

Who would have thought

that Hud would be caught in the act.

I want to see him strung up like his brother.

Then...

I tell you, I won't feel confident

until I have my money.

The money is now safe in the bank's vault.

It would have been better

if we spent the night guarding the vault.

The Sheriff saw to that, too.

He put an armed man in the bank

together with Virginia who's checking the accounts.

Just a few more hours and you'll have your money back.

Sheba.

You'll sleep here tonight.

Cheer up.

You'll see, everything will be fine.

"Made in France"

I would have let you taste it, but regulations prohibit it.

Actually, I'm not allowed to drink, either.

But tonight,

I really feel I deserve this drink.

You know, it's bitter.

Whatever.

If the gentlemen drink it, it must be good.

I have to confess, this is the first time

I'm drinking a whole bottle of champagne.

A whole bottle for just for me, you know why?

It was given to me as a gift.

I wouldn't have been able to afford one with my $25 salary.

But it looks like water.

Maybe...

after this affair that went so well for me,

maybe I'll be able to get a post in Dallas

with a salary...

of 40 to 45 dollars.

Maybe.

That would be fair, right?

Hud.

Listen.

You'll see, things will also be fine for you.

In the end, they can't accuse you of anything serious.

And then...

I'll help you.

You have my word.

Hud.

Listen to me.

Stop using the gun.

What is it for?

You have to think,

explain,

agree.

You know what I'd do if I go to Dallas?

The first thing I'd do,

is find a wife.

Yes, yes, yes.

I really want to get married.

And have...

two children.

Yes, and...

and they will grow up the way I want them to.

Not like those four vagabonds

who go around doing dirty business.

Virginia!

- I got him! - Virginia!

Quick!

Call the Sheriff, madam!

- Virginia, help me! - Quick!

Help!

Shit.

You, get the carriage, quick!

Sheriff.

Hey, Sheriff!

Hey!

Hey!

What's wrong with you?

Wake up!

Come.

Stop!

We're safe now.

You're one-of-a-kind Virginia.

I want to...

I want to be with you always.

Excuse me.

Let's get the money we took,

lay it on the ground and make love on it.

It brings good luck, you know?

How stupid a man becomes when he pretends he's in love.

I'm not pretending, I'm seriously in love with you.

Twice as stupid.

Yes, I'm stupid because I didn't kill that bastard.

But my dear, I'm only capable of loving, not killing.

You can do whatever you want with me.

No!

No!

Romero.

She was going to burn it.

No?

If you would burn that money, that means it's fake.

And if it's fake,

it means the real money is hidden somewhere.

You know where.

What a shame!

It's a shame!

We want our money back!

Open the door!

- You coward! - Thieves!

We need to do something.

Let's go get the Sheriff and force him to open it.

It's all his fault.

Help me!

El Diablo!

Hide! Quick!

That's El Diablo.

He said he'd come to the town.

Sheba, hide! Quick!

Sheriff!

He's sleeping!

The bandits are coming!

Wake up!

Do something! Get the weapons!

Where's Hud?

He's not inside, he escaped!

Escaped?

You'll be held responsible for this!

You let him escape,

and now what are we going to do?

Shitty people!

I'll tell it to you with all my heart,

because only shitty people

get themselves screwed over

by a woman!

Pablo.

This money...

is only good enough...

to be flushed down the toilet!

It's fake!

This bitch hid the real stuff,

and screwed all of you!

Me and my men,

we want the real money!

She'll tell us where it is.

No torture.

No violence.

For love,

and with love,

this bitch will tell us

where she hid the money all this time.

Until then,

we won't stop loving her.

Pablo!

Start the fun!

No!

Let's go!

Damn!

Why did he leave the gun?

Because he doesn't believe in guns.

Diablo!

Listen!

Look!

Look at me!

I'm unarmed.

I want to have a talk with you, man-to-man.

Because I know you're a real man, and I respect that.

I kindly ask you to spare this town from disgrace.

No!

What you're doing doesn't help you.

It's just obscene.

Oh, look.

So now, you sheriffs are also protecting...

thieves and sluts?

If you think that woman is guilty, let her be prosecuted by the law.

And I am the law.

El Diablo only knows this law.

No!

That's better.

We like torturing women this way

and you like it too, that's why you're not talking,

you fucking bitch!

Now you go, and there are still 14 men

waiting outside!

It's the end for you now.

So?

You're about to die.

Speak.

Tell me the truth.

Where did you hide the money?

What's going on? They're still shooting?

My friend, Hud

has learned where the money is,

and the truth.

Speak.

In the heater. In the heater!

In the room by the entrance!

Tell me the rest, and say it loudly!

Tell us about Charlie!

And let everybody hear it!

Charlie was innocent!

I switched them!

I switched the real money with the counterfeit stuff,

and paid Boot to shoot him!

But he...

Charlie escaped and hid the money at the cemetery,

and left El Diablo a message that only you could understand.

I couldn't have imagined

that your brother would discover that the money was fake.

I couldn't.

Kill me.

Kill me now.

I don't care if I die.

But know that I hate you.

Yes, I hate you and this damned place!

I curse you!

Hud!

The moment for our challenge has arrived.

Finally, we'll know

who is faster between the two of us.

Chico,

write this down,

that at the end of summer,

El Diablo,

the greatest revolutionary in all of Mexico.

And you, Hud,

the greatest gunslinger

among all the gringos...

would normally be, a formidable challenge.

Write...

that El Diablo

put a bullet in him,

right in the middle of his forehead.

And is was to defend the honour,

of this wonderful Mexican town.

Write down all of this.

Diablo!

Diablo, Diablo.

Chico...

don't write the truth.

Write that I won.

I...

Come, quick!

The money!

Come!

What's going on?

Come here!

Hud has lost his mind!

He's burning the money!

Run!

Stop him!

Coward!

Stop him!

Stop him.

We're ruined forever!

You murderer!

You'll pay for this!

I hope you die!

Bastard!

Let's go.

This is not happening!

Curse you!

Murderer!

Coward!

Curse you!

How is he?

His arm is getting better but his leg is still bleeding.

- We should stop the bleeding. - Let's call a doctor.

Brunhilda, call a doctor, quick!

I'm afraid they won't come for him, madam.

I'll go.

I'll force him to come.

Be quick.

C'mon, you filthy maggots, move or I'll kill you!

Quick!

Move!

You, too, moron!

You heard me!

Go with them and take off your clothes!

We have weapons now, and we're taking control!

You, put your hat down!

You heard us! Take your clothes off now!

Doctor! Doctor!

There you are!

Come here!

C'mon, you're beautiful!

Let me go!

No!

Now you'll see what we can do.

- Cowards! - You'll see!

You'll see, you slut.

Hud!

Now we have guns!

We challenge you!

Come and look what we did!

We don't fear you, Hud!

We're not scared of you!

Come out!

Fight us if you have courage!

If you don't come out, we will kill the whole town!

We'll kill them all!

It will be fun!

We've also got Sheba!

Come and fight us if you want to save her.

Did you hear us, Hud?

We're the strongest now!

Hud, please, you can't move.

What are you doing, Hud?

Are you hiding with the sluts?

Only the pimps do that!

Do you know that?

Where is your courage now?

I have to go.

How could you?

You can't go, you're wounded.

Give me the gun, quick.

There are no bullets.

I have to try to stop them.

No!

Don't move!

Move!

You filthy maggots!

Crawl!

Look, he's coming!

Shoot!

We won't be able to do anything to that Armour!

JOHNNY HALLIDAY as HUD

FRANCOISE FABIAN as VIRGINIA

SYLVIE FENNEC as SHEBA

GASTONE MOSCHIN as The Sheriff

MARIO ADORF as EL DIABLO

SERGE MARQUAND as BOOT

ANGELA LUCE as VALENCIA

story and screenplay SERGIO CORBUCCI & SABATINO CIUFFINI

GLI SPECIALISTI [THE SPECIALISTS]

directed by SERGIO CORBUCCI