All language subtitles for Four Fast Guns (1960) - English

This man came along the trail
one Sunday morning in 73.

Taking it slow and easy. Keeping
his eyes open and his gun hand ready.

Came from nowhere I guess.
Anyhow, he never said from where.

We never asked.

He was going to stop off in Purgatory,
make his stand, like he lived, alone.

This is number one, call himself Sabin.

Haggerty...

- You'd following me?
- Depends on where you're going.

I'm leaving Kansas
like you said, town tamer.

You didn't leave it very fast.

- I ride slow.
- Don't stop off in Purgatory.

My next job is to clean that town up.

I'll ride through.

Ride around it.

- Kind of pushing, ain't you?
- Stay clear of Purgatory.

- Remember that.
- I forgot already.

Sabin...

I may as well start
cleaning that town up right now.

Get down, this side.

I was never sure about you.
Now I'm going to make sure.

Now hold up your gun hand.

Hold it up, palm facing me.

I said lift that gun hand.

Thank you, ma'am?

If you ask me, I would say what we need in
Purgatory is a preacher, not a town tamer.

- That's right.
- Thanks, ma'am.

Come on Bill, you promised fifty dollars.

- Thank you.
- Good old Bill, he put in.

Come on folks, who all's pledged now?

Thank you.

Is that the man we sent for?

- Are you the town tamer?
- It depends.

- He ain't the town tamer.
- Your name is Haggerty?

- No.
- Where is Haggerty?

- He couldn't make it.
- Did Haggerty send you?

- As a matter of fact, he did.
- From where?

All the way from Kansas. What's that?

It's your pay mister, if you're the
man that's taking Haggerty's place.

For as I'm concerned I'll settle
for any good man with a gun.

- How much money in that hat?
- We pledged $500.00.

- What's your name mister?
- Sabin.

Alright Mr. Sabin, we'll give you a try.

- I, I don't know.
- Scared?

Where would I start?

You'll find him at the Babylon Saloon.
His name is Hoag, he runs things here.

All that money for taming one man?

No, half a man but you
may not live to spend the money.

Hold it, we don't know this man.

Alright if we hold the money for you
until after you clean up the mess?

When you're ready to part with it you
can wrap it up and send it to a woman.

Your wife?

No, just a woman.

Mrs. Jay Casavedas in Santa Fe.

Write that name down, Casavedas.

You can use the old marshal's office,
across from the Babylon.

- I'm expecting a shipment for Mr. Hoag.
- It came.

Yeah, it better not be broke Matty.

We don't never break anything.

It's broke. Where are the arms?

It's supposed to be like that.

Hey girls, she's here. The Venus.

- Venus who?
- De Milo.

Did she ever play
Mahogany Hall in New Orleans?

No, she's imported from Europe.
The most beautiful woman ever lived.

- Sure covers a lot of women.
- Yeah, I guess it does.

- My wife, Mary Hoag.
- You must be the man.

- My name is Sabin.
- What can I do for you Mr. Sabin?

The town is hired me to set things in order.

Well, you must be new at it.

Sort of. One thing you should
know, I aim to collect my money,

Move on.

Bob.

Wipe the dust off her and then go get Grady.

- Hello, Grady.
- Where is he?

Across the street in the
old marshal's office.

- The job is yours, Mr. Sabin.
- He's earned a hunk of that money already.

What's all the ruckus?
Who are you? Won't you knock?

- This is a jail, isn't it?
- My home.

Took over when the last marshal quit.

- Drink?
- No thanks.

- The foul stuff sure tastes good.
- You've been in Purgatory long?

- Longer than the mountains.
- Then I want to talk to you.

State you business.

Well, the folks down
the street told me that, that...

Your the fella
they sent for, the town tamer.

Sabin? You haven't
got a chance against Hoag.

What you want to talk to me
about Mr. Town Tamer?

Well, I thought maybe you'd like
to rent me one of your rooms.

Is kind of nice having
a roof over your head, ain't it?

I understand, you've been sleeping
out under fire for a long time.

You can move into my jailhouse.

Thanks.

They call me Dipper, forget my real name.

Well Dipper, what you
know about Hoag and his wife?

Everything.

- Have a drink.
- Thanks.

Well, for one thing, he runs the Babylon.

Don't drink it all.

Thanks.

It's him again.

Good evening Mr. Sabin.

I want to warn you not to interrupt my
husband when he's playing my favorite tune.

That all you want?

What else could I want?

I thought you might want to
warn me about something else.

I don't know you, you
may deserve what's in store for you.

I might, I'm no angel.

That's lucky, angels get their
wings singed in Purgatory.

Good evening, Mrs. Hoag.

Met a friend of yours this afternoon.

- Did you, who was he?
- A man named Grady.

Grady, well I don't think I
never heard of him.

Last night a couple
of ranchers lost their herds.

Is that so? Probably just some
of the boys letting off a little steam, eh?

Let off a little lead too. One
of the ranchers got killed.

Sabin, take a look in that mirror there.

Now you see all those people?

World is covered with a swarm
of them like the swarm of ants.

So what difference does it make it two
or three of them get stepped on.

Like you?

Yeah, like me.

- You know any more chords?
- No more.

Hey, tell me something.
What your plans for my future?

I don't know. I don't guess there's a
gunman in the country shoot you.

I guess not.

Now, what you ought to do is take
a nice long ride for yourself.

Been told that before. I don't like it.

Well in that case, you can mail these
letters for me on your way out.

Naco, Brown, Quijano.

Three fastest guns in the territory.

- You know them?
- Only by reputation.

- Sending for them?
- Could be birthday cards.

But, you could tear up those letters
if you wanted to take that ride.

That would be tampering
with the government mail.

Johnny Naco, Quijano...

and a man they call Farmer Brown.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

Sabin first, this is number two, Quijano.

He had one of those
letters from Hoag in Purgatory.

Quijano, why you come at time like this?

Well, I received a letter
from a man, it's in English.

You know I don't read English.
Read it for me, Juanita.

It is from a man named Hoag in
the town of Purgatory.

It says...

The town tamer here
is of great trouble to me.

I am offering $1,000
to the man who kills him.

- Gracias, Senorita.
- Quijano, come back.

Quijano, come back I told you.

He was riding north, after the
bounty on Sabin's head.

Looks like rain, don't it?

Good evening, Mrs. Hoag.
Can I buy you a drink?

Not right now, thanks.
What can I do for you?

- I'd like to see your husband.
- Sure, follow me.

Evening darling.

I was just reading something
that all town tamers ought to read.

Gather ye rosebuds
while ye may for all time is blind.

And at my back I always hear,
death's winged chariot hurrying near.

It's a original edition, I
imported far from Europe.

You like to import things, don't you?

I like the best, yeah.

I would like to talk to you
about exporting something.

- What should we export?
- That bartender of yours.

Oh come now, how can you even deal
with him? Why he don't even wear a gun.

Buy him one. Give
it to him for a birthday present.

I sent him a card.

I'm going to rise you with a broken jaw.

- Someone had asked him to move.
- Rough bartender.

Goodnight, Mrs. Hoag.

Sabin...

- Call her Mary.
- Goodnight, Mary.

- Dipper.
- Eh?

Sure is nice, isn't it? The rain.

- Yeah, sure, sure.
- You know, I've been thinking.

There's a U.S. Marshal over Irontown.

Oh, sleeping dogs lie.

Maybe we could get him to make out
a legal order putting Hoag out of business.

You asking the law to help you?

That's like biting the hand that feeds you.

When it stops raining...

you ride over to Irontown.
See if you can shag onto that marshal.

I just hope he don't shag on to me.

You come back, you can help
me fix the leg on my desk.

- Your desk?
- The desk.

- Dipper, what you looking at?
- Fanny.

- Goodnight, Dipper.
- Good night.

- I made it.
- Eh?

You didn't make it, they voted you down.

What you mean?

We had a town meeting at at the church
today after I proposed you for Marshall,

Marshal? You what?

Now don't get sore they voted not to.

You pull a fool trick like that again I'll
run you out of town. Now get out of here.

- Get.
- Marshal?

Fine thing throwing a fella out of
his own jail. Getting big and greedy.

Dipper, get some oil for those hinges.

Excuse me ladies. Any sign of them?

- Who you expect first?
- Oh, Quijano maybe.

Hey, anybody home?

Yes, sir. What can I do for you?

- Which way to Purgatory, Señor?
- Take the main road to the right.

- Gracias Señor.
- Hey, we never met before but I know you.

I think I know you too Señor.

To get to Purgatory,
you first first come to Irontown.

Man like you ought to ride around Irontown.

There's a Marshal Becker
there, real fast gun.

Shoots first and asks mañana, eh?

- Something like that.
- Gracias.

Look out for Irontown and Marshal Becker.

- Now who is that?
- They call him Quijano.

- Morning, Mary.
- What you doing in there?

Well, Dipper is just repairing a few things.

- Anything I can do for you?
- Oh, my husband wants to see you.

How did it happen, you and Hoag?

We're on our way to Wichita to be married.

Stage went off the road and
crashed. Broke his back.

- And you went through with it?
- Yes.

You don't look like the kind of
woman who lead a man into a trap?

I'm not.

Well, anyhow, ladies first.

Sabin, got a man
causing disturbance in here.

What you want me to do about it?

Want you to keep order
like the town is paying you to do.

Oh Fanny, where you've been Fanny?

Now, aren't you going to arrest him Sabin?

Look at that, you can see
he's drunk and he's disorderly.

- Howdy, Marshal.
- I'm no marshal.

Come on, get him out of
here Sabin, tame the town.

You tell them, Marshal.

Hey you, you behind that bar, you.

Hey Fanny, that's good shooting.

- He's not a lawman.
- Hey come on Sabin, now keep order.

- You tell them Marshal...
- Dipper, come on. Get out of here.

- Dipper, straighten up now. Come on.
- Little Fanny, whoop...

Look, you're making me behave
like a lawman. Now you old goat, come on.

Dad burn it you, let's go on home.

Oh Fanny. Hello Fanny.

Oh, sweet Fanny.

You know, it's a fine day. Jail ain't
home sweet home if you lock the door.

Now, you sober up.

First thing in the morning you ride
over to Irontown and see that marshal.

- Buenos Dias, Señor.
- Morning.

- You traveling far?
- Irontown. You going far?

No, not too far, Purgatory.

Boy, it's sure a nice day
to be traveling on the trail.

- Nice day to be alive.
- Snort?

Gracias, no. To drink during
the daytime makes me sleepy.

Today, I like to stay awake and bright.

- Adios amigo.
- So long.

Marshal Becker.

Come on in.

- Buenos Dias, señor.
- Well, Quijano, come on in.

- Is that my invitation, Señor?
- Thousand dollars.

Wait. Now, you sure you can handle this?

I didn't ride this
far Señor, to tell you no.

Alright.

But you better wait until tonight.

Sabin comes in here every evening.

Señor, the sign
across the front of the town.

I don't read English. What is it say?

That sign says...

When you ride into Purgatory,
say goodbye to God.

- Hasta la vista, Dios.
- What you say?

This may be my unlucky day.
I, I lose something.

- Well, what you lose?
- A silver cross and chain.

Oh, say that's too bad, Quijano. Sorry.

Hey Marshal...

Marshal Becker is dead.

Well, I guess that takes care of
getting any legal action against Hoag.

We'll have to handle this ourselves.

What do you mean we? I ain't no deputy.

Oil for the door hinges.

Hey Elmer, you know where a
fella could get a little oil?

- Over at the Babylon.
- I ain't welcome over there.

What say we go down to the Nugget's?

Come on, Lee.

I'm Mary Hoag. I'd like to talk to you.

You his wife? But you're so beautiful.

I want you to leave.

I'll give you the money. Take it and go.

You think I'd kill a man
only for the money, Señora?

Then why did you come here?

Once I was filled with pride...

a man beat me like I was a dog.

To him I was the scum of the earth.

He was what you call a town tamer.

- But, you have nothing against Sabin.
- I never hear of this Sabin.

But I still hear the sound of the whip.

- Give me a beer.
- Red I've been looking for you.

I want you to bend me some irons,
going to fix some shelves and a bunk bed.

Play me a Mexican tune, Señor.

Hoag...

Send him home before it's too late.

Hasta la vista, Dios.

Sabin, buy you a drink.

Alright everybody, drinks are on me.

I'll buy the drinks.

Give me whiskey.

Number three, Johnny Naco.

That's Johnny Naco's game, he tended
to be lazy and careless and slow.

- How about bed and board for the night?
- Sure.

- Far to Purgatory?
- Irontown comes first.

Number four, Farmer Brown they called him.

He used to gamble down on
Larimer Street down in Denver.

Never carried a gun, never needed one until
one day a young punk shot him in the face.

He became a killer, a fast one.

Good morning.

Morning, what's the toll
for the bed and board?

A dollar.

Look like you got a customer
for your blacksmith shop.

Yeah, ornery looking critter, ain't it?

Look like he's thrown a shoe.

I mean the rider.

I hear you're a fast gun mister.

- Who's he?
- Zodie Dawes.

- I guess I'll be moving out.
- Go ahead, move.

- Now look Zodie,
- I have to work for my living.

Don't give me no time
to be a fast gun, does it?

I guess not.

Now look, I'm in a hurry.
I got to get to Purgatory.

If you're so fast you'll get
there on time, won't you?

Don't you answer people?

- Now look, Zodie.
- Call me mister.

Sure, mister.

Can you beat it, stranger?

Why not show the stranger how fast you are?

Now look mister, I got to get going.

I'm late already, I'm an awful slowpoke.

Now, I'm overdue in Purgatory mister.

Now look, please.

Cheer up, so long.

My horse threw the shoe, fix it.

- Howdy, Fanny.
- Is Sabin around?

He'll be back pretty quick.

- You want to say something to me?
- No.

I hold fort as deputy here sometimes
when the going ain't so rough.

Tell me Dipper, what have you
been able to find out about him?

- Oh, not much.
- Is he married?

- Marshal? No Fanny, not him.
- What, what is his first name?

- Tom.
- Where's he from?

- Oh, don't know.
- Don't you know where he is now?

You sure ask a lot of questions.
He just left here about a minute ago.

Went down the street.
Should be back any minute.

Oh, there he comes, didn't he?

Hinges sure set my remaining teeth on edge.
I told Marshal get some oil and oil them.

You're certainly fixing things
up around here, Mr. Sabin.

Well, Dipper wanted to
build a new gun rack and...

a few odds and ends.

Oh, he's going to
put some shelves over here...

and, oh yeah I forgot it, new chandelier.

Imported all the
way from Perkins General Store.

Now you might tell your
husband, he likes to import things.

Genuine steel from Pittsburgh.

Oh yeah, and we had the
blacksmith make us some new bunks.

The old ones were falling apart.

And we're going to put
a partition right through here...

in case the town ever gets a marshal.

In case the marshal ever catches a
woman who deserves free room and board.

You came to tell me to leave town.

Are you staying just for the money?

- Not now.
- You stood up to Quijano.

Maybe you can face the
others who'll come to kill you.

But you'll be
destroyed by a man without a gun.

A man you can't shoot.

Because he can't stand up to you and the only
kind of fight you understand, a gunfight.

When he broke his back, he beat
every fast gun in this country.

He's a cripple Sabin and such
a man could hold a pass against you.

Why can't you break through the pass?

Call it loyalty.

- Then you're in it too.
- For better or for worse.

I'll tell you something about a
man that lives by the gun.

He'll never have a happy woman.

Quijano didn't get you, but someone will.

Your woman, whoever she may be, will
never know if you're coming home at night.

You don't sound like a
woman pleading for her man.

- I'm not.
- I have no woman to plead for me.

Then you're going through with it?

Til death do us part.

When he comes out,
get that chip off your shoulder.

They call him Farmer Brown
but he's a fast gun, I mean it.

Farmer Brown, he'd better stick to plowing.

Wonder why our
buddy is heading to Purgatory?

That gunfighter Quijano, now the Farmer.

Farmer Brown.

Did you get him?

Hey Marshal...

She want to see you, Marshal.

You know you going to get yourself
into a pack of trouble going around calling

people names like Marshal and Fanny.

- Who wants to see me?
- That cute little Fanny, Mrs. Hoag.

Asked if you'd be walking down the street
by the general store there at 10:00 sharp.

Said she'd be waiting for you.

If your nut-head enough
to fall for a crap like that.

What time did she say?

Well, if you're fool enough to get your
head blown off, you better get started.

Thanks, Dipper.

Here's to your health Marshal.

- Good evening, Mr. Sabin.
- Good evening, Mrs. Hoag.

Care to walk a bit?

You know Sabin...

last night with Quijano you were
about a half second from death.

Half a second can be a long time.

- Where we headed?
- You'll see.

How did you get
started in this business of yours?

- With a marriage certificate.
- Sorry.

How you get started in your
present business?

- With a gun.
- Sorry.

You know, we keep a gun behind
the bar. I'm pretty good with it.

I could've grabbed it last night to
help you against Quijano but I wouldn't.

I never rely on women protecting me.

I'm just trying to explain
that I won't betray Hoag...

even if it means your life.

Would you help him get me?

No.

I'm Hoag's wife, I'm going to stay his wife.

But I like you.

I'd like to think that you're
somewhere, alive and whole.

- Do you understand me?
- We'll see if I do.

- Did you hear something?
- I'm, I'm not sure.

Why did you come for a walk
with me if you were so suspicious?

Did you ever hear of a lady named Salome?

The girl that wanted John the Baptist?

The same and she couldn't have him.
She demanded his head on a silver platter.

Did she get it?

Well, did she?

You're damn right she did.

Now you stay out of this and quit
staring at me that way.

You're not the law and I'm no gunfighter.

You're no gunfighter,
you won't be needing this.

That wagon hurt you, Tom?

I don't think so, but my hand and
my arm been giving me trouble.

What's with these bullet cuts
you got in your arm.

You better exercise it. It might
come from the cold night air.

I saw you last night heading out
toward the rock with Mrs. Hoag.

Why you old reprobate, Marshal.
So, you took her out to the rock.

- Oh, what about the rock?
- That's the wishing rock.

Wishing rock?

Dipper, aren't you getting a
little old for wishing?

Oh, you never get too old to wish, Don.

- What do you want?
- I came to plead with you.

But, I've changed my mind.

- Where's Hoag?
- He's in his office.

You'd, you'd be the Farmer.

Well, you know who I am?

- Feels like more than a thousand.
- It's two.

Get your town tamer in a poker game.

- Yeah, why?
- Do it.

I guess I could then.

There's a way of shooting
a man under a card table.

He'll never knows what hit him.

I heard you were so
fast you didn't need any tricks.

I am.

But you double your offer to be sure.

I'm going to be sure too.

You know that poker game is a trap.
You know the Farmer is in town.

Why you have to do it?

I don't like the idea
of lying in bed at night...

expecting to get it
through the window, in the back.

Or every time I turn the corner.

We sleep out on the prairies.

Look Marshal...

say, you're no marshal.
You don't have to do it.

You going over there?

- Win or lose.
- Just a minute, I got something for you.

Why don't you
learn how to spell resignation?

Liking spell quit.

That's my resignation
whether I can spell it or not.

Come what it may.

Come what may.

- Somebody die?
- Called himself Farmer Brown.

Gambler, seem he got caught bluffing.

Too bad.

What's the matter, Hoag?
Am I upsetting you, eh?

No, it's good to see you Johnny.

Why don't you join me honey?

You're still the same old Johnny, eh?

How do I repay you for your kindness?

He's the local town tamer.

- You short changing me?
- This will buy me a new bedspread, here.

I know, imported.

Ah, let's get this thing over with.

You going to count that money?

- I don't count.
- It's three thousand.

I get a raise and I
don't even have to ask for it.

- Got a comb?
- Yeah, on the dresser.

Listen Johnny, you going
to do this the easy way, aren't you?

My way is the easy way.

Face to face.

But, why not get the drop on him?

I get the drop on him after the play starts.

I'm faster.

- He made Quijano look slow.
- Quijano was slow.

Farmer got him in a
poker game, had a gun on him.

How we get the town tamer to come in?

Don't worry, he'll be in.

The good people
of the town have seen to that.

Tell Jack his stuff just arrived.

Is that the new town tamer?

Yeah, guess he ain't got long
to go. Johnny Naco is in town.

- Johnny Naco is in town.
- Where?

- The Babylon.
- Thanks Doc.

Sabin?

- Can I leave my wagon here a while?
- Sure.

Now, he'll be in here soon.
Word is going to spread that you're here.

Or if you want to go through my
office, it's a shortcut to the saloon.

Thanks.

Well, you must be imported too.

- Meet me somewhere?
- Where?

At the church.

No, you don't look like no churchgoer to me.

Not really a church.

- Anyway, it's out of business.
- Besides, ain't Sunday.

- Who are you?
- I'm Hoag's wife, call me Mary.

- And him a cripple.
- I'm not.

- Got work to do.
- Don't be a dull boy, Johnny.

I've got to shoot a man...

and if I go to church with you...

that man's life might be saved, is that it?

- Have it any way you want.
- Later.

If you gentlemen will
step back away from the bar...

me and another gent got some business.

Town tamer is coming in.

Sure lucky we didn't give him no badge.

So that's not enough.

I'm not sure what my price is now.

- Oh no, wait a minute Johnny.
- I'll kill the man.

But it's going to be more
difficult than I figured.

Why?

And a little more
expensive than you figured.

I said why?

He's my brother.

Why didn't your husband tell me his name?

Now I'm asked to
draw down on my own brother.

- Your brother?
- That's Tom.

- Are you going to?
- Yeah, I am.

How long since you've been in church?

- You going to preach to me?
- I could try.

See you in church.

What went wrong?

Nothing...

just a little postponement while Johnny
Naco decides what his price is going to be.

Wonder if this is still a church?

Something you've got to feel for yourself.

No services, no preacher, nothing.

Just an old building for the rat, us, mice.

Tell me something about you
and your brother, when you were kids.

- Just the usual stuff.
- Wasn't there something special interest?

Yeah...

I got caught in a river's undertow once.

He pulled me out. I guess
you might say he saved my life.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

I like kissing girls
better than talking to them.

Why do you have different
names if you're brothers?

For once there was a man named Casavedas.

Casavedas gave us a lot of trouble.

One of us killed him,
the other one took the blame.

Who killed him?

- Never mind, you needn't answer that.
- No, I needn't say which is which.

Anyway, we drifted apart,
me and my long, tall brother.

I took the name Johnny Naco.

Or you think mouth is just
for talking or something?

Every time I was ever in church
before, there was a collection taken up.

Sure.

What's the collection this time?

Sabin's life.

It's all right...

I'll just run him out of town
if Hoag will still pay off.

I promise, he will.

All right, you get the town tamer come
into the saloon, I'll be in the poker game.

Johnny, sit down.

I'm in love with you brother.

Nothing will come of it,
I'll stay married but, I do love him.

Why tell me? Is this
where you confess or something?

No, it's the sinner's bench.

Figures.

How the devil you get
yourself in a mess like this?

And how you going to get out of it?

I'll tell you how you
going to get out of it.

See that clock?

Well, you be gone by six o'clock.

That will give you just fifty five
minutes to get out of here, won't it?

- You mean it, too.
- I mean it.

You sure made him run for it, didn't you?

You dropped something.

Try dealing with your mouth shut.

I won me a substantial sum by six o'clock.

- Enough to pay for a funeral?
- Whose funeral?

- Yours, maybe.
- You friend of Sabin's, sonny?

Look mister, you, you better call him Zodie.

Give me two cards.

Oh, what you going to do, town tamer?

We could make you marshal.
Anyhow, it's up to you to act.

I want Hoag in jail.

Johnny Naco might have
something to say about that.

What about it Sabin?

You know, if I was
sure that I was going to win...

I'd bring out some champagne
I've been saving, imported from Paris.

Fetch the bartender.

Johnny, you're not doing so good.

There is days when it's all
feathers and no chicken.

Right sonny?

Just calm down Zodie, wouldn't want
to see you without your head.

He's a clown, ain't he?

That's a good one.
A poker player without no head.

You want to see me?

Yeah...

Champagne for Mr. Hoag.

I got the oil, Marshal.

We're going to have things fixed up
real good around here, roof over heads.

Jailhouse we can be proud of and
sleep in without nobody locking us in.

Marshal...

You, you can't leave now.
We got things too good here.

- All right, where is it?
- Where's what?

You know, my gun.

And I'm just the kind of a no good nobody
that could get away with shooting a cripple?

Thanks, Dipper.

You're a good deputy.

Hey Fannie, Marshal is going to
leave town, he's got to run.

Tom. Tom, I love you.

But I'll stand by Hoag like I always have.

I'm his wife.

If you say you're his wife and
you're true to him, you are his wife.

And if you keep things right,
then you're the marshal.

- I'm no marshal.
- I'm no wife.

- Raise.
- I'll call.

Three sevens.

Sent a boy where you should've sent a man.

Three jacks.

Tell them where you got it, sonny.

First good pile I took in.
Hope the kid didn't get too sore.

Hey sonny...

go around front shoot me in the belly.

Hurry sonny, I only got fifteen minutes.

I'm going to do it, big man.

Sure you are. But not in the back, please.

Come a little farther,
shoot me in the very front.

Best laid plans of mice and men.

You ready to pull that trigger?

First, I want you to do something for me.

I want you to say your prayers.

Then I'm going to kill you.

Bang.

- Hello Marshal.
- He's going to run, coward.

- He is a coward.
- Traitor.

Traitor, Purgatory is the first town
that ever tamed a town tamer.

- Come on Sabin, run from the sight.
- Sabin is afraid, coward.

I say, let's make him give our money back.

He can't, I already sent it to
the Casavedas woman.

- It's no good on saying it.
- Go on, get on your horse,

Go on your horse, get on out of town.

What king of marshal are you?
Afraid to even draw your gun.

Coward.

She was in his office with him.
I always thought she was true to Hoag.

To you Johnny Naco. You, you
made him run like a yellow dog, eh?

You paid me enough to kill him.

But not enough to make
me do what I'm doing to him.

Well, what is it you want, Johnny?

Your life.

No Johnny, no.

He made me ashamed
to see my brother ridiculed.

Making him run like a dog.

Pray over him.

Come on Mary, put that cannon down.

What's the matter Mary? I set you free.

I cut you free from the cripple.

That's close enough.
You can't miss from there.

You don't bluff down, do you?

You better get a good
grip on that trigger kid.

Because I'm going to shoot you
about three times before you can pull it.

- I'll take that bet.
- Mary...

put that gun down.

It's ten minutes til six, Tom.

Won't it ever stop?
Must it be your own brother now?

Once I stop, I'm dead.

Can you stop?

I thought I could.

But when it came
right down to it, I really couldn't.

Guess it runs in the family.

Well, so long, Tom.

You could mean that two ways Johnny boy.

See you in church.

Help you for now?

See that things are taken care of.

Sure, sure Tom.

- Town is yours now, Sabin.
- Say the word.

You know you don't have to leave now.

- Stay, be the marshal.
- Sorry, Mary.

Mr. Sabin, the town wants you for marshal.

Please, Tom.

Remember Mary...

I could never have a happy woman.

I'm heading for Tombstone.

I'll see you there.

Come on, Tom.

So long, Marshal.

This was in 73, the land of men with guns.

Some fast, others a little faster.

One, the fastest gun of all.