All language subtitles for Joe.Kidd.1972

Got some nice
breakfast for you boys.

Hey, Joe!
Wake up and eat something.

You're gonna
appear before the judge.

MAN: He's stinking drunk.

Why you put
him in here for?
We don't want him.

Güero son of a bitch

woke us up.
He don't give a damn.

Hey, Joe, you hear me?

You're gonna appear
before the judge.

Bob Mitchell hit me?

Yup.

Who else?
Some others.

It took three of 'em to
get you in here last night.

(SIGHS)

I'll be back for you.

Smells good, huh?

Güero,
you would like some?

You say,
"Please, Señor Naco."

Say it!

(CHUCKLING)

MAN: I want to remind you,

we're not
suing anybody yet.

We're here to see
if any of you people
have a legal claim.

If you do,
then a suit will be filed.

I want you to
think before you act.

I don't know whether
or not the land grants

you claim to have, signed

by the king of Spain
or the emperor of Mexico

are gonna stand up
against the deeds and titles

on file in this courthouse.

I do have some
other court matters

to attend to
before adjourning.

So I'm gonna
postpone these hearings
until tomorrow.

Give careful consideration
to what you're doing.

I advise you to be prudent

before you take legal action

that's gonna set some
people's teeth on edge.

Calvin?
Yo.

Give me
Joe Kidd right now.

Come on, Joe.
They're waitin' on ya.

Hey, güero, want some?

Go ahead. Take it.

(YELLS IN SPANISH)

You want some?

Calvin,
what in the hell's
going on in there?

Nothin'. Boy just
spilled his breakfast.

Shouldn't have
hit me, Bob.

Next time I'll knock
your damn head off.

Let's go see the judge.

Your Honor, I've got
three warrants
on Joe Kidd here,

poaching, disorderly
and resisting arrest.

You said "poaching"?
Yes, sir.

A witness saw him
carrying a buck off
the Jicarilla Reservation.

You arrested a man
for shooting a deer?

I warned him before.
He admits killing it.

What did you do
with this deer?

I ate him.

You know it's
against the law to hunt
on reservation land?

The deer didn't
know where he was,

and I wasn't sure, either.

Saying you plead guilty?

I'm sayin'
I shot a mule deer
over south of Monero.

That's on the reservation.

Last night, your Honor,
I told him he had to
pay a fine, and he got nasty.

That's the disorderly charge?

No, sir.

On the disorderly,
I had to arrest him
for something else.

What?

He was standing out there,
and he claimed he was gonna

urinate over the courthouse.

You do just about
whatever you feel like?

Is that it?

Anything else?

Yes, there is.

Whether you want
to pay a $10 fine

or spend 10 days in jail.

I'll take the 10 days.

Your Honor?

This court's
adjourned until 2:00.

You think you're
gonna sit in that jail

while Calvin waits on you?

No, siree.
You're gonna paint,
you're gonna scrub floors.

I'm gonna work your...
(DOOR OPENS)

I want to
inform you people,

you're at a United
States Territorial Court.

We have listened
to you enough.

Now...

Now, it is our turn.

When the Anglo first wished
to build a house in Sinola,

he asked permission.
Yes, yes.

The old people,
our grandfathers,
say, "It is all right.

"There is enough land.
Let the Anglo have a home."

Then you build
more houses.

You bring in
the railroad.

You make the courthouse.

Yes. That is when
we begin to hear you
say strange things.

Two years ago,
we start to see
about our land claims.

We go to the record
office in Santa Fe

and ask the man
for the copies

of our deeds
and the titles.

You know what he say?

"No, we don't
have any records
like that anymore.

"There was a fire
in the courthouse.

"All the records,
they got burnt up."

I told the
people before.

If you feel
you have a legal claim
and can prove it...

We have heard all that!

Ricardo.

We let you use our land.
But you are pirates.
You wish to steal it all!

Look, mister,
whatever your name is...

I am Luis Chama.

JUDGE: So you're Chama?

Personally,
I feel you're a lot more
trouble than you're worth.

But I'm still
gonna inform you,

you are committing
a criminal offense

before a witness
in a court of justice.

That is the word...
Justice!

Later we will have much
time to talk about it.

What are you staring at?

I want to make sure
I remember your face, honey,
when you come to trial.

I want to
show you something.

Anglos claim they
own all the land now,

big cattle and
timber companies.

One day,
one day there was a fire.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Stay where you are!
He's going with us.

Talk to him
a while about the law
and the land rights.

What do you want him for?
Why don't you take Mitchell?

Mitchell's an
expert on rights.

Think they'll shoot us?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Luis,
he's got the judge!

Who's with him?

Joe Kidd.
He was in the jail.

I don't care about him.
Get the judge!

I suggest
you go right on
out back, your Honor.

Yes, precisely.

Hello, Joe.
How'd you make out?

I'm not sure yet, Harry.

Güerito,
you're thirsty, huh?

Where is he?

He went home.

LUIS: Naco!

Naco!

Your friends
are calling you.

(LUIS SHOUTING IN SPANISH)

I guess I'd better go.

I guess so.

Naco!

Maybe

we'll see each
other in jail again
sometime, huh?

That's possible.

(CHUCKLES) Adiós.

Adiós.
Naco, vámonos.

(GUNSHOTS)

Calvin!

Where in the hell
have you been?

They broke those two
fellas out of jail!

I said,
where the hell
have you been?

Locked up.

Where?
In jail.

Form a posse.
Get mounted up!
Get your guns!

God damn!

Geez.

I'll take the posse out.
You stay here.

Will you try to
keep some law and order
in this town while I'm gone?

Bob, how are we
gonna find him?

He just left some
fresh tracks, didn't he?

They scattered tracks
all over out there.

How in the hell are
we supposed to know
which ones are Luis Chama's?

He gets up in them
mountains, he'll be home!
He can stay up there for good.

Now just a damn minute!

I'm not begging any
of you to go with me.

You want to sit home
on your fat asses while

that wild son of a bitch
is roaming loose,
that's up to you.

If you don't mind him
cutting your fences,
running your stock,

that's all right with me,
but get the hell
outta the way,

'cause I'm riding
and I'm gonna bring
back him or his hair.

Joe,
what are you doin'
standing over there?

(CHUCKLES)

Serving 10 days.

Bob, you know
Joe's the one we need.

You wanna go?

I haven't
got anything
against Luis Chama.

Posse couldn't get him.
You think that's gonna work?

Joe, you take your broom,

that shovel,
that rake and that bucket.

You get over to
courthouse square
and you pick up everything

that's not nailed
down or painted.

Howdy, Mr. Harlan.

Howdy.

Go to the Grand Hotel.

You bet.

Go on. Wait there.

Good morning, Mr. Harlan.

These telegraph messages
come in last night
and this morning,

one of them, I noticed,
all the way from Chicago.

Mr. Harlan,
I want you to know

what a pleasure it is to
have you and your friends.

It's been how long?
Two, three months.

Time goes so fast.
It seems like yesterday.

Oh, my, no.
I'm glad you
weren't here yesterday.

I guess you heard about
the excitement we had here.

I've reserved
the governor's suite for you

and two other rooms.
Will that be it?

Mr. Harlan?

I want the
whole second floor.

Oh, I've got guests
in the other rooms.

I mean,

I don't have
extra space anywhere.

What am I supposed to do?

I can't very well
tell them to get up
and get out, can I?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Gimme $10 a head.
I'll throw them
out the window.

Why don't you just say
the rooms are spoken for,

and there's nothing
you can do about it?

If they
give you any trouble,
give me a holler.

I don't see what's
wrong with saying
the rooms are spoken for.

Send this out for me.

Hello, Mr. Harlan.

Ma'am.

Is there anything
I can do for you?

I want to see a man
name of Joe Kidd.

Joe Kidd's
locked up in jail.

If he weren't,
I doubt we'd be talking.

You knew we had him
locked up in jail, huh?

I'd like to pay
the fine on him.

I want you to
send him over to me.

Didn't know he was
a friend of yours.

Just send him on over.
We'll be on the second floor.

Joe, Mr. Harlan
wants to see you.

Who?

Mr. Harlan.

I don't know the man.

Do you know his name?

Never heard of him.

He knows you,
and he's paid your fine.

He wants to
see you right now.

Yeah? Where is he?

Over at the hotel.

And he's paid
my fine, huh?
Mmm-hmm.

Well,
he can't be all bad.

Joe Kidd?
Yeah.

Be with you in a minute.

Hey,
aren't you gonna wait?

You sure don't look
like you're supposed to.

Just how am I
supposed to look?

You're all dressed
like some town dude.

Were you really leavin'?
Not going to wait?

He asked to see me,
but if he's busy,
maybe some other time.

(GASPS)
You don't know Mr. Harlan
very well, do you?

Is that what
you call him?

Mr. Harlan?

I call him Frank

and a few
other things. Why?

Well, you

don't look
like his daughter,

and I don't think
you're his wife.

I'm not his mother, either.

But you do take
care of him at times?

Ask him, if you'd like.

Or find out for myself?

How long have they
had you locked up?

Two days.

What would you be like
after two months?

We wouldn't even
be talking now.

Mr. Harlan can
see you now.

Mr. Harlan, Joe Kidd.

Kidd. Joe Kidd.

I'll say this.
You come well recommended.

Judge Vince Brennan,
4th Territorial Court,
spoke highly of you.

Man with the Indian Bureau,
name of Wattles, I believe,

said you used to work up at
the Jicarilla Apache station,

know the mountains
and game trails
better than anybody.

You were supplying
their meat for 'em?

Yeah, I worked for
them a few years.

Before that,
I understood
you hunted men,

anybody with
a price on his head.

Good at it.

That was a long time ago.

You got a one-loop
outfit on Big Wash,

you work when
you're not out hunting?

I get out
now and then, yeah.

We propose to spend
about a week, 10 days.

Pay you whatever
your rate is.

A bonus for everything
we shoot worth mounting.

Get us some
mule deer, some elk,

maybe one of
them mountain cats,

if we see one.

You think
this piece of iron

will stop one of
them big old cats?

I suppose it would

if he lets you
get close enough.

If you get close enough.
Hear that, Mingo?

Kidd, I'd like you
to meet my associates,
Mr. Olin Mingo,

Lamarr Sims,

this is Roy Gannon.

These gentlemen
are A-1, first-class
hunters, my friend.

I'd bet them against
anybody at any distance.

You believe that?

If he says so,
it's all right with me.

Whatever he says,

that's it.

Let me show you
something here, buddy.

(HORSES TROTTING)

Shut the window, Lamarr.

We're gonna need
four head of horses,

which we'll buy
off you, if you want.

Come to your place
tomorrow night after dinner

and start first thing
in the morning.

You're asking me to
guide for ya, huh?

What do you think
I've been talking about
all this time?

I don't hire out to guide.

Either hunting
for animals or men.

You don't believe
we're after mule deer
at all, do you?

You're after Luis Chama.

Seen through it
right away, didn't you?

You got a keen eye.

It's simple enough.
You deal in land,

and he wants to
take it away from you.

If the Sheriff here can't
stop him, I will, mister.

I got claim
to 935 sections,
nearly 600,000 acres.

I'm not gonna permit
some sheepherder by
the name of Luis Chama

to get away
with cutting fences

and stirring up
the Mexican population
with talk about land reform.

I'm not gonna waste
time arguing it in court.

Here it is.

I'll give you

$500 to help us
track that man.

If it's your
shot that gets him,
it's all right with me.

$500. What do you say?

I already said it.

Wait a minute, sir.

Sir, I paid a fine on you,
got you out of jail.

If you want
your $10 back,

I'll serve out
the rest of the time.

Uh...

He's going on
a huntin' trip.

I'll be back.

Emilio? Vita?

WOMAN: Joseph!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

They take him.
They take the horses, too.

When did this happen? Where?

This morning, early.

Emilio say, "Stay home."
And they take him.

There. Arriba. Up there.

Joseph.

Joseph, where you been?

Did Chama do this?

With some of his men.

They take some horses
and shoot the rest.

The one say you
kill a friend of his,
so he do this.

Say he's gonna
kill you, too.

Where the hell do
you think you're going?

Come on in.

You want Luis Chama?

Got thinkin'
about the money, did ya?
Changed your mind?

Do you want him?

I told you the deal.

$500, and I don't care
who pulls the trigger on him.

The price will be $1,000.

All right. Anything else?

Nope.

I'll meet you downstairs.

You want something?

You know how many
holes I can put in
you with this gun?

Lamarr,
I got a dollar says
I can break your neck

before you get that
rig moved a half inch.

Yeah.

Mr. Harlan
wants you around.

That's the only reason
I don't plug you right now.

When Mr. Harlan doesn't
want me around anymore,

you let me know, huh, boy?

FRANK: If I was
to say my prayers,
we might get lucky

and find him sittin' home,
waitin' on us, Mingo.

MINGO: Right.

FRANK: Walk in there,
"How do you do, Mr. Chama?
For a dumb-ass sheep dipper,

"you sure been bothering me.

"Causin' all
kinds of discomfort."

There's supposed to
be a road west of here.

We could save some time.

JOE: Game doesn't
walk down roads.

We're supposed to
be hunting mule deer.

FRANK: If we find somebody
walking down the road,

which don't seem
likely, does it?

JOE: We've had company
now for about a mile.

Where at?

Both sides of us.

I don't see
a goddamn thing.
How many of 'em?

Three, maybe more.

What the hell's
going on?

JOE: Why don't you
keep your mouth shut?

We got people
going along with us.
Maybe Chama, maybe not.

FRANK: I don't see anybody.

I see 'em, Frank.

You bet.
Right where he said.

Listen, I could wing
one of those fellas, if you
wanted to talk to him.

They're not much for
staying hid, are they?

No,
they're showing themselves,

showing they
don't give a darn.

They know they've
got us outnumbered.

(GREETS IN SPANISH)

Nice looking
string you have there.

Still green.
They'll be all right.

You rope 'em?

Yeah. We chased them
three or four days.

You haven't by
any chance seen any
elk around, have you?

No. Some deer.
You out hunting, eh?

You haven't been
home for a while?

No, not for a few days.

Listen,
you want some game?

Go in the San Juans.
Maybe you get a bear.

My friend,
I want to ask
you a question.

I want to ask
it only one time.

Yeah?

Where's Luis Chama?

Luis Chama.
Yeah, I saw him sometime.

Are you looking for him?

Well, we gotta go.
If I see Luis Chama,

I'll tell him
you're asking for him.

Adiós.

Mingo, I want him alive.

I got him
through the arm.

He must have
jumped some, though,

'cause I was aiming
for his shoulder.

Now then, you say
you saw Luis Chama where?

I don't know
anybody that name.

We can cut your
ears off if you want.

I don't know him.

We can cut
somethin' else off, too.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

He says, tell you anything.
Why get chopped up?

Chico, the only way
you're gonna stay alive
is if you answer my questions.

You understand that?

Now
the question I'm asking is,
where is Luis Chama?

I don't know him!

Lamarr.

I came to hunt Chama,
not kill people
in cold blood.

I told you once before,
I don't have time
for court hearings.

If these people
want to fight me,

then I'll blow 'em
straight to hell.

Anybody home?

Hello?

Well, well.
Look what I have found.

FRANK: Evenin'.

Honey, I want to
ask you something.

You know a man
name of Luis Chama?

I know him.

You see him lately?

No.

When was the last time?

About a week ago.

Are you a friend of his?

I see him when
he goes by here.

On his way
to Arroyo Blanco?

You know where that is?

It's over the pass.

I don't think he
lives there anymore.

Honey,
we're friends of his.

If he's around here,
we just want to stop
in and say, "Hello."

Is that why you
have all those guns?

This is a huntin'
trip, sweetheart.

You gotta have guns.

Why don't you ask her
how come she's
got so many guns!

They belong to my
father and my brother.

Where are they?

They went to see
a man about work,

I don't know
when they come back.

Leave you out here all
by yourself, do they?

I don't mind being
alone for a few days.

Pretty girl like you
shouldn't be left alone.

Maybe we ought to
camp out here tonight,
if she was to invite us.

What's your name, honey?

Helen Sanchez.

Helen,
what would you think

if we stayed out
here with you tonight?

I think you're going
to do whatever you want.

(LAUGHING)

(CLATTERING)

They'd like
some more coffee.

Have you told them yet?

Nope.

Why not?

I didn't figure it was
any of their business really.

But you are with them.

Let's just say that
I made a poor judgment,

but I'm gonna have to
live with it for a while.

When I was in
jail there in town,

there was a man named Naco.

He died two days ago.

He shouldn't
have come at me.
I didn't want him to.

But you want Chama,
so you joined them.

Everybody wants Chama.

He's gonna get shot or hanged.
I think he realizes that now.

There are some
people who will give

their lives for
what they believe.

You understand that?

I guess so,
if they want
something bad enough.

No.

Even if there's no chance,
but to do it for others,

like a soldier
gives his life.

You don't
know Luis Chama!

Maybe you never
met anybody like him.

Maybe not.

Were you with him
when he came by my place?

Yes, I was there.
You want to kill me, too?

There was a man named Emilio.
He was with my horses.

I remember him.

Ramon went back to see
if he was following us.

Ramon, huh?

Next stop,
Bandera station.

Isn't anything
there but stock pens.

Wanna bet?

Mr. Harlan,
where you been?

Took our time

to give you
a chance to rest
from your train ride.

We expected you'd
be here waitin'.

We're here now, Eljay.

Yes, sir.
Let's go! We're ready.

All those guns
to kill one man.

Yeah. If they find him.

They're all hidin'.

Call everybody
out in the street.

All right! Everybody out!
Everybody out in the street!

(GUNSHOTS)

Hold your fire.
They're way up
in those rocks.

Chama?

You hit one of my men,

I'll kill 10
of your people!

Good morning, Padre.

I want you to call all
your people out here.

We're gonna hold
services here in the street.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Bring 'em out,
bring 'em out in the street!

Roy?

Now, then,

I don't want to take
up much of your time.

I just want to say

that we're gonna shoot
five of you if Luis Chama

don't come down
off his mountain
by sunup tomorrow morning!

If he don't show by noon,
we shoot five more.

Still doesn't show
up by supper time,

we put five more
against that wall.

Now the next day,
if we have to,
we'll start all over again.

Son.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

Do you have a horse?
I have a horse.

I want you to get
on your horse and
go upstairs, there,

and ask Luis Chama
if he heard what I said,

in case he
didn't understand me.

Padre, get 'em all
inside the church.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Now repeat
the whole sermon,

in case any of
them American citizens

don't understand English.

(SHOUTING IN SPANISH)

Stake out your men, Eljay.

Put the horses down at
the other end of town.
Leave the saddles on.

Me and the little
girl will bunk in here.

Kidd, you're fired.
Take his gun, Mingo.

Put him in the church.

Look at him.

Without his gun,
he looks like a big,
dumb farm boy.

Go ahead, farm boy.
Take your pick.

I know it's
a crappy deal, buddy,

but that's all you got.

What's the matter?
You run out of nerve?

Go ahead. Grab.

'Cause I'm gonna
blow your head off.

I said, make a grab.

(GRUNTS)

Jesus!
That boy don't ever learn.

Well, the fun's over
and he's gone to church.

(PRIEST SPEAKING SPANISH)

Are you thirsty?

Yeah,
what do you got there?

Holy water.

I've drunk just
about everything else,

I might as well
have some holy water.

Today is the feast of
St. James the Apostle,

one of the first martyrs.

I will tell the people,
"Pray to him

"for his strength
and courage."

St. James was beheaded
rather than deny his faith.

You wouldn't have
a gun around here,
would you, Padre?

Good time of day, Eljay.

Day's work's done,
man's waiting on
a good supper.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Open the door, Mick.

What about these people?
Are you gonna feed them?

Feed 'em.

Roy, let him get some food
for these people in here.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Hey, Lamarr,
how're you feelin'?

That medicine
easing the pain any?

You just keep talkin'.

You'll be
spittin' teeth all night.

That's a high-priced waiter
you got there, Roy.

(CHUCKLING)

You gonna eat all that?

It's for the
glutton outside.

Oh, yeah.

How's he treatin' you?

We're going to get married.
What the hell do you think?

You wouldn't by any chance
have a loaded gun
around here I could use,

would you?

Don't do anything foolish.
Wait for Luis.

I've been
wondering about that.
The boy they sent out,

he seems to
be having trouble
finding his way back.

He's probably still
hunting for Chama.

Think so?

Luis is up there.
He knows, and he'll come.

With a gun or without one,
but he'll come.

I certainly do hope so.

If he doesn't,

he's gonna disappoint
an awful lot of people.

You don't blink soon,
your eyeballs will fall out.

Hey, how 'bout
somebody else comin'
up here for a while?

You wanna take that, Lamarr?

Why not?

(CLATTERING)

Come on, Lamarr.

Let's get up here.

When this is over,
we finish it.

From the table
where they put the guns.

I don't even
know if it fires.

Don't worry, it fires.

I have lived here
with my people 33 years.

And this morning,

I can't look
in their faces.

I can't bless
five of them

and send them outside.

Well, Padre,

we'll see.

He's dead.

Yeah, I believe you.

Send up his gun
and hat, will ya?

Hey, Lamarr, now don't you
fall asleep up there.

(MIMICS LAMARR)
Why don't you go
screw yourself?

That sweet
boy's fallen asleep,

or either he's
fallen off the tower.

Oh, let him alone.
He's had a bad night.

Okay. Let's get five of
'em out here. Come on.

I want Chama to see
the facts of life
starin' him in the face.

Roy. Mingo.

You fellas get
out in the field.

Get against the rocks
where you can do some good!
Come on!

There they are, Chama!

Are you gonna
come down now?

Chama,
you've got one minute!

Now, that's not
much of a shot for
you, is it, Mingo?

Where do you hit 'em?

I'll pick a spot.

First man,
second button.
For six bits.

But you gotta
hit the button.

For six bits,
I'll hit the second
button on both men.

Jesus!

Mingo,
shoot two of 'em, right now.

How're you doing?

Don't touch it.

You would've let
them kill those people.

I'm going to
tell you something,

and you must listen
and try and understand.

If our people
are killed for
what we are doing,

they will become names.
They will live forever.

Martyrs? I think we have
enough of them already.

Then why do you
want me to become one?

Listen!

We only win
if I stay alive.

If those men kill me now,
who will take my place?

Do you understand?

You'd let people
die for you?

For themselves.
For what they believe.

They believe in you.

I am telling you
how it is.

There is no other way!

I know another way.

Come with me,
back to Sinola.

Give yourself up,
take your chances in court.

Stay out of it.

You brought me into it

when you stole my horses
and barbwired my man.

And you killed
one of ours.

So, you help her.
Now we are even.
Go home while you can.

Luis, he is right.
We must give ourselves up.

Don't you see?
There is no other way.

I do not care
what you think.

I take you along
for cold nights

and days when
there is nothing to do,

not to hear you talk.

Harlan!

You want Chama?

You'll find him
in the Sinola jail.

Let's mount up.

Just like that, huh?

Straight up or draped over
the saddle, either one.

And what about my men?

I don't much
care about them.

They can come along or stay,
whatever pleases them.

Listen to this
Anglo son of a bitch!

Luis, say it,

we throw him off the cliff.
Ramon.

(LUIS SPEAKING SPANISH)

All right.
This isn't the time.
We will settle this later.

The train stop
here, Mr. Harlan?

It'll stop, Eljay.

(GRUNTS)
(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOT)

Hold your fire.
They're way out of range.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

There'll be 11.

Hi!

Hey, little girl.

Oh. You don't let a person
get a chance to breathe.

I'll get you breathing again
so you're never gonna stop.

You miss me? Did ya?
'Course I did. Yes.

Stayed right here in
the room like I told you?
I sure did.

Like hell you did.
I did, too.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Mr. Harlan, ma'am,
how was your huntin' trip?

Mitchell, how you been?
Just fine.

Listen, someone's gonna
bring Luis Chama in,
probably tomorrow,

and I want you to
hand him over to me.

You understand?
What'd you say?

I want you to
hand him over to me.

Mr. Harlan...

Why don't you
take a few days off
and go get drunk somewhere!

Mr. Harlan...

Mitchell, tomorrow's Sunday.
Now, why don't you
go to church and pray

that I don't see you
again till this is done!

Little girl,
find some whiskey.
Pour me a drink.

Good morning.

Let's open up.

We're closed.
You're open.

We're open.

All right, I say Chama goes
to jail, pleads his case.

What do you say?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Not you, Ramon.

Ramon.

Lead off, huh?

(GUNSHOT)

I figured we
might be too close.

Come on in, Kidd.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

Hey, Kidd.
Bring Chama over here.

Come on in, Kidd.

Mitchell!

Got a prisoner for ya.

Jesus, Joe!

Here. Give me some cover.
Start with the hotel.

Bob, get out of here.

Good luck, huh.

Well, that settles that.

Anything I can
do for you, Joe?

Come on.

Joe, you shouldn't
have done that.

Next time,
I'll knock your
damn head off.