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I want to feel between my
fingers the warm wood of a plough.

The prickly ears of grain,

the silky soft hair of my woman.

But I can't... 'cause
I've got to kill.

I want to look into people's eyes

and see them smiling...

to clasp the hand of every man
and feel mine clasped by him.

But I can't... 'cause
I've got to kill.

The southern hills
are waiting for me.

The branches of the trees are weak

and spring is coming back again.

I don't have time to die.

In all these things
there's the truth of life

and when I speak of
them my voice fails me.

if everything goes well this
time Duke, I'm taking off.

Where to?

Some place where I can find
a good piece of land to buy.

With Susan?

I want to have a family...
a home... a life of my own.

That's impossible, Steve.

A life like ours is tied to a pistol.

Grab one in your fist once and you've
got to keep on using it forever.

Killing so as not to be killed.

And then sooner or later some young
pistolero will come along and then

flush you out from wherever
you go to bury your past.

And he'll be able to boast

that he was the one who gunned
down the famous Steve Blane.

I want to chance it.

Like I chanced it?

On that single bullet that killed
my wife no one bothered to write,

"meant for Duke Mc Cannon".

I hope I'll be luckier.

And I hope you will, too.

But don't figure on including
my daughter in your plans.

I don't hanker for her
being that pistolero

who has to hunt her down and
place an ounce and a half of lead

right between your eyes.

What are you doing?
Why have you tied us up?!

Take the money.

Take whatever you want
but please don't hurt us.

We are taking the money in advance

in case we manage to free
them from the bandit Ramirez.

On the other hand, if we fail and
end up by fertilizing your land,

tied up like you are now you can tell
them that we came in and robbed you

and that way you might be
able to save your hides.

The bandits! The bandits!

Better put gags on, Steve.
They are here, all of them.

Hey! Is there anyone around here?!

Everyone of you people are dead?!

What the devil is going on?!

Is everyone in the whole
village taking a siesta?!

Come out somebody
and bring the rewards

for the man who protects
you from the bandits.

Count up to twenty, Steve.

Hey, you, don't stand
there. Come closer.

Hurry up!
And hold your hands a little higher.

They are all taken care of.

They weren't all taken care of.

Next time you've got to
get them between the eyes.

Get a doctor. Quick!

We don't have any doctor here.
I look after the sick animals.

What's the difference?!

We are all animals to be slaughtered.

It's in a bad spot.

I'm going to have to try to cut it
out. Let's get him inside the house.

Bring some hot water, Consuelo.

Get my instruments, Paco. Hurry!

I want to feel all the pain, Doc

In that way at least I'll be
able to know I'm still alive.

You mustn't speak. -I have to speak!
You go ahead and do your work.

Steve...
-Yeah, Duke?

This is where we split up.

Take this

and give my part of it to Susan
without telling her about what happened.

And I'd like to see Fabienne.

Yes, Duke.

Steve... keep in
mind what I told you.

Get on there! What
are you waiting for?!

My daughter is not for you, Steve.

So leave her alone!

If I find you so much as touched her,

I'll come back and hunt
you down... even dead.

I have to find you...and plant...

A bullet between my eyes. I know.

As you can see I've come back again.

Want to spin the wheel?

No, I want you.

What price are you offering?

Whatever price you name.

Hm. In that case you
must be very rich.

All I need is my colt.

I've already got a man with a colt and
what he offers me is more than enough.

And I'll kill that man of yours.

So it's your ambition to end up
with a bullet between your eyes.

Tell me who he is?! What's his name?!

That's enough now.

Howdy, Steve? You look fine
all dressed up like a cowboy.

I've got to talk to you.
-First tell me where's Duke.

Are you hard of hearing?!
I want to talk to the lady.

Duke got himself wounded
over at Casas Grandes.

Is it serious?!

He'll have a rough time...
if he pulls through.

He wants to see you.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to find a piece of land,
settle down on it and live in peace.

Oh, please take me with you.
I want to get away from here.

You are Duke's woman.

But you know I love you, Steve.

I'm sorry but where I'm going
there's no place for two women.

You are going to take Susan?

Don't do it. Duke would kill you.

He'd kill me anyhow if I took you.

At least this way I'll be risking
my life for something worthwhile.

Duke gave me this to give to Susan

but from now on I'm going
to be looking after her.

That's him. He's my man.

Hey! You are a thief
and a grand coward!

Did you hear me?!

Look at me in the face
if you've got the guts!

I'm going to count
up to three, you dog.

Then I'll fire.

He's good, that gringo.

Yes, but... he's got a lot of money.

Are you tired, Susan?

A little.

We can spend the night here then.

Can you tell me where I can find
the gringo who was wounded here?

Yes, come along with me.

I'm the one who adopted him.
He's feeling a lot better now.

Why don't you try to
get some sleep, Susan.

Because I can't for the same reason
that you can't. It's my father.

Tell me, when he comes home
and doesn't find me there...

How do you think he'll take it?

Bad.

You know, in this life every man,

sooner or later, has to take
a daughter away from a father.

And then when that
man becomes a father

he doesn't want the same thing
to happen to his daughter.

And what's going to
happen to us then?

Nothing.

'Cause for the time Duke finds
us we'll already be married

and maybe we will be
able to cool him off

by putting a little grandchild
in front of his eyes.

Who's up there?!
-Three poor Mexicans, senor.

What do you want from me?!
-Just some of your money, senor.

And if you'll give us a little
bit we'll leave you in peace.

Forget it. -Without any money we
poor Mexicans won't make justice.

My advice to you senor is
to toss us that bag of money.

Come down and get it.

Oh, you'll get hurt
senor talking like that.

We are very sorry for
your lovely young lady

but our rifles are
covering both of you

and your horses too
so you cannot escape.

It's my horse.

Steve!

... I had to kill him Susan.

He had a broken leg.

Ah, and just like that. He runs
off with my daughter and my money!

And he'll use that money as a
dowry. What a fool I was to...

No, don't upset yourself too much.
You might open up your wound that way.

Steve has already made
sure of opening it.

And it will heal only when
I'll hunt him down and kill him!

They love each other, Duke.
They are only children.

A pistolero is an old
man when he is twenty

because he's always got
one foot in the grave.

And that'll go for you too?

Yeah, and I have both practically in
it. Susan can shed a few tears now.

She can still manage
to start a new life.

Look for him, Fabienne. Find him!

And when you track
him down, send me word

then go and buy him a fine
casket with brass handles.

I'll give him a handsome funeral,

that'll be worthy for the first
and last tears of my daughter.

Good shot. Good shot...

Thank you. Thank You.

You can go now. I won't be
needing you boys any longer.

The white one is sure groggy, eh?

Cut him to pieces.
-Come on, Red.

Come on. Get him!
-Finish him off!

Anybody wants to cover ten dollars
that the red one gets killed?

Hey, cowboy. You're on!

I accept that bet.

You loose, my fat friend.

How did you figure that out?
-He's dead. -Look at old Red there.

If he's not stone cold dead
I'll give you back your money.

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

My friend is right. Shhh.
Don't get him mad. Understand?!

Now, beat it.

Whoa there.
-Buenos dias, senores.

Try and find us a nice room,
Susan. I'll be back soon.

Soon means how long?

As long as it takes me to see
if there's a farm for sale.

The land is good.

Now you go and get some rest.

All right, Steve.

Excuse me, Sheriff. I don't understand.
Is this town called Jackson and Burns?

The name of the town is Probbles but
you can call it whatever you like.

It won't change a thing.
-Is this bank safe?

As safe as death.

I assure you, Mister Stone that this
silver mine is a good buy for that price.

I'm interested only in
cattle and livestock.

Before you turn it down take a
look at it's location on the map.

The Jackson and Burns bank is at your
service, mister. What can I do for you?

The owners of this bank must be
two mighty important men, I guess.

We take care of ourselves.

Are you Mister Jackson?

Burns.

My name is Blane... Steve Blane.

I want to deposit
this money with you.

You take care of Mister Stone
and I'll attend to Mister Blane.

Will you be staying a
long time here in Probbles?

If I'll find me a good piece
of land to buy I'll stay here.

You might have some difficulty. All the
good land in these parts belong to us.

You see, we bought it all up because
the farmers couldn't take care of it.

And we would like to see Probbles
develop into a rich and important city.

Oh, I see you have its interest
at heart. -Exactly!

However, if you want to make a
good investment with your money...

I may be able to get
a silver mine for you.

No, thanks. I don't happen
to have any trust in...

In me?

In the mine. If there's silver
in it, why is it for sale?

In this case you
are making a mistake.

I've made a lot of mistakes.
What's one more or less?

There's six thousand dollars here.

Jim, make out a
receipt for this money.

Mister Steve Blane,

for deposit... six thousand dollars.

You write well with your left hand.

I'd say you noticed too
much for your own good.

In my business I've learned
to notice all kind of things.

And is your business, may I ask...
that of farming? Mister Blane?

If I find the right land... Yeah.

I'd like to get my
horse's shoes changed.

There's probably more
work than I can handle.

'II try to get around to it by night.

Tomorrow is all right for me.

Take care of this horse, Charlie.

Excuse me, a minute.

Is there anybody around these
parts who wants to sell a ranch?

I don't know, I don't think there is.

Give me another drink.

Show me the face of the
president or a piece of silver.

I'll pay you tomorrow.

You pay tomorrow and
you drink tomorrow.

Give him his drink

and draw me a beer.

Hey, didn't you hear the man?!
He told you to give me my drink!

Wait! The one that pays drinks first.

It doesn't matter, let him
have it. I can wait. Say,

do you know anyone who
wants to get rid of a farm?

No, I don't. I'm not the one
you can ask for that information.

Wait. I know who...
-Hey...

Hm, nothing. I just wanted to
thank you for the drink, that's all.

You must come from far away, mister.

Not very. Why?

Well, I wouldn't advise anybody to
consider buying a farm in these parts.

The animals are too thin, they die.

All the animals...

And you?

What do you mean by that?

I mean, don't you people of the town
do anything to stop all that dying?

I work for Jackson and Burns.

I already figured that.

Well, for my bosses

the animals grow fat and the
drought doesn't bother them at all.

They can make up grain like
that, whatever they want.

Is that right? I thought I saw some
fine pastures and cattle around.

How much do you want for this horse?

I sure wish I was
able to sell it to you.

Well, doesn't it belong to you?

Yeah, but I can't manage to come up
with the one hundred fifty dollars to

pay back what I owe to the bank.

Now I have to auction off these
three horses worth four times

what I can get for them.

Hey! What are you waiting for?!
Get this thing going, will you?

Good morning, Mister Jackson.

Gentlemen, the bidding can begin now.

We will start with this magnificent
animal here. Lowest bid accepted is $40.

Gentlemen let's hear your offer. Don't
be bashful, gentlemen, make me an offer.

Forty five dollars.

I bid forty five dollars.

Thank you, Mister Jackson.

I have a forty five dollar
bid from Mister Jackson.

Hey, wait a minute.

I've bid forty five
dollars and it's going!

Forty five dollars and it's going...
-Fifty dollars!

Forty five dollars.

I said fifty!

He'll pay a high price for
this little joke of his.

We could do it...

No, we won't do it here. I prefer
to wait for the right moment.

I bid seventy five dollars!

I say ninety!

A hundred!

A hundred twenty!

One hundred fifty!

Keep going!

What do you say, mister? Have
you finished with your bidding?

I give up. I can't beat his bid.

You made a good buy. Congratulations.

Hey, hey you. Stranger... come here.

If you are really on the level, I mean
about looking for a good ranch to buy,

you ought to go and
see old man Williams.

He has one of the best pieces of ground
of the whole territory. Believe me.

And out on that property
of his is located the dam

that irrigates the whole valley.

What makes you think
that he wants to sell?

Williams is a stubborn old coot

and he'd kill himself before
he'd ever sell out at a low price

offer to him by Jackson.

But I think if you make him
a reasonable proposition,

he'll jump at it quicker
than a hound on a rabbit.

What made you decide
to tell me all this?

Because you were kind
enough to stand me a drink.

And also because I was
trail boss for Williams,

that was before they killed
off his cattle, one by one.

Then... so as not to end up like
the cattle, I lit out of there.

I see... Where's the farm?

Six miles north of here.
He's just beyond the river.

Don't worry, you won't miss it.

Well, I wish you a lot
of good luck young fellow.

You are sure going to be needing it.

Are you sure you haven't had
too much to drink, old timer?

How's that? I'd drink
more if I can pay for it.

Whisky helps me forget a lot of
things, a lot of ugly things I did.

Look, and forget all
about me too, will you?

Take this.

Here's your piece of silver
with the president's face.

Now give me something quick!

Cut it out!

What did you have to do,
pop, to earn this dollar?

You answer Oliver when he talks to
you, understand?! Go onT old man.

Give me my drink.
-What drink?

So you don't want to answer
me, do you? Well, in that case...

Leave him alone, Oliver!

Hey... you don't have to
get so excited, Sheriff.

We were only kidding around. Isn't that
so, Pop, weren't we only kidding around?

Here's your beer, Sheriff.

Hey, you made me spill my drink!

He made me spill my drink,
Sheriff. He made me spill my drink.

What's the idea, Oliver?

It wasn't my fault that he
dropped it. It was his shaky hand.

Look, Sheriff. Look how shaky it is.

Give me another one. I
said give me another one.

You better not drink for one day.

You can have it tomorrow, Pop.

Did you hear that?

The Sheriff just bought me a
glass of whisky. Give me it!

He said it's for tomorrow.

What difference does that make?

That today I'm not giving it to you.

I'll buy it for you, okay?

But in return you are going to have to
tell me what you said to that stranger.

I told him about old
man William's ranch!

'm terribly afraid.

Of who? Your father?

I don't know. What's all that
shooting going on outside?

It's only the fair.

You hear? It sounds like a fight.

They've had too much to drink as usual.
That's all it is, and they are happy.

I don't like this place, Steve.

Let's go somewhere else.

But why?

One place is as good as another.

Maybe here we'll be able
to find ourselves a farm.

I've heard talk of a piece of
land, the best place around.

It sounds perfect for us.

It even has the dam on it that
irrigates the whole valley.

You'll see. You'll be happy there.

I hope so, Steve.

Are you still afraid?

Don't you mind the shooting. On
the farm there won't be any of this.

And I'll only come into town now and
then when I'll have to pick up supplies.

I've got a lot to
learn about farming.

Farmers don't carry pistols, Steve.

Don't worry.

As soon as I finished
my business here,

that'll be the first
thing I'll get rid of.

I promise you... forever,

because I love you, Susan.

Hey, don't shoot!

Don't shoot, I want to talk to you.

Tell them my answer is
no! For the last time no!

I'll never sell one damn foot of
my property to your lousy bosses.

I don't have any bosses.
I'm a friend, mister.

Pop sent me over here.

Pop who? Do you mean that drunk?

When I saw him he
couldn't stand on his feet.

All right, come closer.

You can put up your rifle, mister.

Not until I look you in
the eye, young fellow.

Yeah, you seem all right.

You don't seem like one of
them hired killers they have.

I think I might take a chance
and trust you. What do you want?

I want to buy your farm.

I might have known it.

At whatever price you say.

You must be a stranger here and looking
for a lot of trouble, it seems to me.

I want six thousand dollars for
my land and it's worth every penny.

I know, I've already looked over it.

You are a right smart young man.

I don't like to waste time.

One thousand dollars!

One measly thousand dollars, they
offered to pay me, those dirty bandits!

They threatened me,

and they tried to murder me and then
they killed off almost all my cattle.

Yes, they tried to
murder me two times.

But for as long as this old
man Williams can still hold

this good friend in
his hands and aim it...

those thieving bandits
will never get me to sell.

You want my ranch?

All right, I'll sell it to you.

But think it over
carefully before you buy it,

because I'm right here to tell
you... I'm leaving this lousy town.

But you have to stay here.

Jackson and Burns don't frighten me.

Good for you, you are
a man up to my heart.

I'm mighty proud to sell
my land to someone like you.

What do you say? Is it a deal?

I'll be back tomorrow
morning with the money.

Say, what kind of
agriculture do you call that?

I never heard of planting pistols.

I'm just hoping that I'll
never have any more use for it.

If any little ones begin to
sprout, turn them up by the roots.

I'll see you tomorrow.

So long.

Here's our man, right on time.

And he's unarmed too.

Damn mighty sight.

I can see a man without
his 45 from a mile away.

Leave him to me.

He's mine. I'll get
him with one bullet.

Beautiful shooting, Joe.

One shot was all you needed.

Let me go down and put
another one into his...

Mike, cool, he was dead
way before I fired it.

But this way we can
be even more sure.

Let him go and have his fun, Joe.

Go on.

He was a volunteer member of one of those
Mexican firing squads for over 2 years.

And these little touches give
him his biggest pleasures.

Jack,

look there!

It's impossible. It
must be his spook.

Take a look at this. His
shoe has gotten into his hoof.

That's a big job. I'll have to go
into the shop and get some tools.

When will you be back?

In a few minutes, mister.

When you get through with this,

will you leave him for me
tied up in front of the hotel?

Yes, sir.

Oh, by the way...

Something else, mister?

Can you tell me whereabouts
I can find a Justice of Peace?

Oh, yeah... he's just
a little way out of town.

Thank you.

Good night, Mister Jolans.

Sorry, the bank is closed for today.

Since I'm inside, it's open.

The cashier has gone home.

I've deposited my money here and
I can take it out when I want it!

It's late! You should
have come in earlier.

Go and get my money, quick!

Jolans! What's going on here?!

Nothing! I just want to get my money.

Is your business urgent?
You can go now, Jolans.

Something tells me that
you've located the ranch

you've been looking for. Am I right?

That's my business.

Now give me back my
six thousand dollars!

Why can't you wait
until tomorrow morning?

A lot can happen between
now and tomorrow morning.

By the way, I met three men
when I was riding back into town,

something tells me they...

they need burying.

You are knocking on the wrong
door, this isn't a funeral parlour.

Too bad, you'd get rich quick.

How much of your money
do you want to take out?

All of it.

Here's your six thousand.

And here's your receipt.

Wait one moment!

You have to sign first.

Where?
-Here.

Get him out of here! Quick!

What do we do with him?

You can do whatever you want to.

At least we are not going to
be bothered with him any longer.

And what did you say your name was?

Fabienne.

What a pretty name. Are you French?

Yes, from Lyon.

What a very fortunate city.

And in what way can we be
of service to you, my dear?

Oh, but it is I who could be of
service to you, Mister Jackson.

I know all there is to know about the
fine art of spinning roulette numbers.

And the dice hold no secrets from me.
And if you want me to, I can also sing.

You are exactly the
woman I was looking for.

And tell me, if you don't mind...

How did you happen
to pick up Probbles?

It's too much of a small town

for a woman of your talent
and beauty if I may say so.

Oh, not as I am here
for a special reason.

If that's the case you couldn't
have found a better refuge.

In this town I'm the
one who makes the law.

It's not the question of the law.

I must deal with a man. As
a matter of fact with two.

- Don't tell me you hate men.
- Oh, no, on the contrary.

I'm maybe here in order to
look for... for the right one.

And could I be that right one?

Who knows?

Believe me, I would know how
to be very good to you, my dear.

And very generous, too.

You don't have to do
a thing to prove it.

Why didn't you knock?!

Why should I? Since when has
there been any secrets between us?

There never has been, you know that.
We just happen to be talking business.

Well, I'd say that...
was entirely obvious.

This is my associate, Burns.

Fabienne.

Oh, to offer one's left hand is
not exactly a sign of friendship.

Would you prefer this one?

Please excuse me.

It was just a pistol shot that
luckily for him didn't hit the target.

The young lady would
like to work for us here.

Wonderful. We could use a young lady
like her if she is really interested.

I was just telling her that
Probbles is a town too modest

for a lady of her talent.

And we can pay well if
you can work hard for us.

A few minutes ago I closed a deal

that netted us a clear profit
of six thousand dollars cash.

Now tell me how is
our brave young hero?

In good shape, I'm sure.

The boys are helping him
pack his things for his trip.

May I laugh at your joke, too?

When we'll become closer friends
I may tell you all about it.

Steve!

I was afraid that something happened
to you that you'd never come back.

Williams is a stubborn old man
but I finally convinced him.

And that means?

That the farm will soon be ours.

Oh, Steve... it makes me so happy!

What is it?

Nothing. I think I got
a little too much sun.

You'd better lie down
then. You must be tired.

No! We've got to leave here at once!

Pack your things and
wait for me downstairs.

Where are you going?!

I have to go and get my
money out of the bank.

But at this hour, I'm sure the bank
is closed. Everybody is sleeping.

These bankers are not. They
always have their eyes wide open.

Two hundred.

Pass.

Me, too.

Five hundred.

I'll see your five hundred.
I've got a straight.

Full house.

This is not my night.

Very sorry, Jody. I'll give you
a chance to win it back next time.

Is there anyone around here who
would like to take his place?

I will!

We play for high stakes!

So do I.

Have you got enough money to lose?

Yeah, six thousand dollars. The money
I took out of your bank this evening.

Pass me.

I open for a hundred.

I'm in.

Pass me.

Make it five hundred.

I'll see you.

First let me see some
of your money, my friend.

It's right here.

Stay where you are! I'd be breaking a
promise if I'll have to kill anybody.

Put your hands on the table.

All of you!

And the other one too, Mister Burns.

Now I know why you use only one hand.

Count out my six
thousand dollars, Jackson.

Go ahead!

Six thousand dollars
and be quick about it.

Otherwise you are going to have a
partner who has two wooden hands.

What are you waiting for, Jackson?!
Give it to him! Give it to him!

All of it! Give him all of it!

Steve...

And hurry up.

You take it and hand it to me.

My pistol is still pointing
at your hand, Burns.

And just remember if you want
to keep it for caressing women.

You better tell your men to behave.

Don't make a move any
of you. Let him go!

Where are you fools going?

You are ail witnesses here. That
this man has robbed us of our money.

And after all, the poor
Sheriff shouldn't be

prevented for earning
a salary now, should he?

Was the bank open, dear?

No, Susan. But the bankers
gave me the money anyway.

Where are we going, Steve?

We are going out to the farm.

But first, we'll stop and wake
up the Justice of the Peace

that lives on the way and see
if we can get him to marry us.

What are you doing here, Sheriff?!

Waiting for you.

What's your business with him?

There was a robbery at the saloon.

They told it to him all wrong, Susan.

There was no one that
was robbed there, Sheriff.

I only took back my own money

that Mister Burns stole from me

after his men knocked me out when
I came to the bank to withdraw it.

I deposited six thousand
dollars in just yesterday.

That's the truth, Sheriff!

And you know it.

I don't, but it could
have happened like you say.

So?

So you are going to have to prove it.

Meanwhile they have enough witnesses

for their story to put
a rope round your neck.

No!

Put away that pistol!

I won't be the one that will hang
you. I only came here to get the money.

That money is mine! I
need it to buy that farm.

it's not going to do
you any good at all.

A while ago Mister Conley
finished burying old Williams.

Oh! I tell you that he
didn't do anything wrong!

I know.

This pistol belongs to Oliver.

Since I was going to be a farmer, I
thought I wouldn't be needing mine.

Old Williams knew that sooner
or later they'd have him killed.

And so that it shouldn't fall
into the hands of those two...

he transferred all his
property over to me.

It's all yours, Blane.

But give me the six thousand dollars.

I don't understand you.

Why do you want to play their game?

I was elected Sheriff of Probbles
before Jackson and Burns got here.

Then the running of the town
was taken out of my hands.

I'm an old man, Blane, and I've
seen many people born in this town.

And I've seen just as many die.

They let me stay on the job only
in order to save their own faces

and I'm saving whatever I can.

It'll be much worse if I went away.

I hope you'll be able to work your
little piece of land without any trouble.

And whenever you find it
necessary to come into town,

remember to have the good sense
to leave your pistol at home.

So long and good luck to you both.

Oh, and by the way,

I forgot to thank you for getting rid
of those three no-good-murderers for me.

Do you always do business in
this manner with your clients?

Not all of them. Only those who
happen to give me trouble, that's all.

You mean like Steve
Blane, for example.

Do you know that man?

I know the man who can
get rid of him for you.

've already taken care of that

by arranging with the Sheriff
to get rid of him for me.

Now give me a kiss, Fabtenne.

It wouldn't be a bad
idea if you knocked.

I'm very sorry, Jackson. Excuse me.

I'm here to return your
money to you, Mister Jackson.

Good work, Sheriff. And the thief?

You've got nothing on him.

I myself happened to see the young
man deposit the money in your bank.

What are you trying to insinuate?

You've been paid by us to do
your duty and nothing else.

Do you mean to tell me then that

I have to arrest you for the
murder of old man Williams?

You better watch out
what you say, Sheriff!

And you better watch out what you do!

One more of your business and
I'm going to call the Federals!

Do you dare to threaten me?!

I've stood for all your crimes
just to prevent even bigger ones!

But now it's going to stop!!

It'll stop in Probbles when I say so!

Not anymore, Jackson.

Now advise your men to keep
away from the Williams farm.

That old pest Williams is dead and
his property is practically mine!

You are mistaken, Jackson. It
belongs to Steve... Steve Blane.

Williams has left it all to him.

Get out! And shut the
door after you. Idiot!

That polecat, that dirty polecat.

He's cheated me out of the best
piece of land in the whole valley.

There's always Duke, Mister Jackson.

Fabienne, make him come here to me.

All of this money will be for you if
you can get him here as soon as possible.

He's got to gun that Blane
down for me like a dog!

In front of everybody in town!!

Good morning, what can I do
for you today, Mrs. Cooper?

Hey, good morning, Mister Blane.

Good morning, Pop.

Do you want me to give you a hand?

Thanks, that's right kind of you.

Here.

It's heavy. You be careful.

You said a mouthful it's heavy.
What have you got in here, lead?

It's only cement.

I never thought that dry
cement could ever weigh so much.

I haven't seen you in town
much lately, Mister Blane.

It's a lot of work to do on the farm and
Susan and I never seem to get through.

By the way, do you know of anyone
who could come out and help me?

Well, in these parts most of the people
aren't that brave and foolish to risk

getting themselves killed for
going against Jackson and Burns.

Are you that brave or foolish?

Oh, it's not those two
that stand in my way.

It's the thought of hard
work that frightens me.

I didn't know that, I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have scared you
by having you carry that bag.

Come along, old timer. You need
a drink after all your hard work.

Hey, bartender, bartender, I'm back!

Two whiskies!!

One! I want a beer.

Why, okay, it was two for me.

How's my daughter, Steve?

Do you mean my wife?
She's fine, Duke.

Ah. And do you really think Steve that
this is going to change things for me?

For me things have changed.

Why don't you pack
your pistol anymore?

Because you can't till
the land by shooting at it.

You are right, Steve. You can't.

But you are going to
have to shoot anyway.

You are going to have
to shoot one more time.

And what if I don't want to?

Then you'll force me to shoot
you down in front of Susan.

You are going to lose her anyway.

I already lost her when
you took her away from me.

And you'll be losing her too.

If she's going to hate the
one who killed her husband,

she'll also hate the one
who killed her father.

Is that what you want, Duke?

It's exactly what you wanted too.

No! I wanted a home...
a wife... some children.

I had a daughter once.

No, you still have one.

That is, if you give up that idea of
yours to plant a bullet between my eyes.

I have to do it, Steve. You
know it, you know I have to.

A pistolero is the kind of man who
never hesitates to kill when he has to.

It's our strength and
it's our honour too.

I happen to be a pistolero and I
promised I'd gun down Steve Blane!

Duke!

Did you bring her along
to watch your daughter cry?

Do you believe that?

No, she sent for you.

That's not true
- I didn't, Steve.

Tell me something now. is
this the place where you work?

What difference does
that make, Steve?

Nothing. It's better I get
myself killed for Susan.

Are you trying to say that you had
a choice between Susan and Fabienne?

We pistoleros have
our honour, you said.

Isn't that a matter of my six thousand
dollars for your honour to consider?

You mean she didn't give it to you?

Don't believe him,
Duke. Don't believe him!

Whether I believe him or not,
you'll find out when I settle...

Wait a minute, Duke. Listen to me!

There isn't a thing
you have to tell me.

I know very well which one
of you is doing the lying.

Tomorrow at sunrise I'll expect you
here... and don't forget your pistol.

It'll be unpleasant for everyone if
I have to come to the farm to get you.

What does it look like to you?

I'll be able to tell you
more all about it tomorrow.

Now get going, Oliver.

And make sure a couple of
your men leave right away

for the north country with
a hundred heads of cattle.

The old sheriff
suffers from insomnia.

He won't mind following along
behind them the whole night.

Harold! Oh, excuse me.

You don't have to be bashful, my dear
Fabienne. Burns knows all about us.

You are going to have to help
me if you love me, Harold.

I want to stay here with you.

Who's stopping you from it?

Duke! Tomorrow morning,
after he killed Steve

he is going to force
me to go away with him.

Why are you laughing?

Because where your Duke is going to,

there's no place for a
pretty woman like you.

I think we can go back now.
-What for, Sheriff?

Because nobody would dare rob some
cattle belonging to Jackson and Burns.

And it just came to me that if
they wanted to get me out of town,

there must be something
going on there.

Let's ride, hurry!

Who are you?! -I'm a friend of
yours. -But I don't know you.

What I mean, is that I'm
a friend of your husband.

He's not here.
-I know.

I waited for him to go away so
that I might be able to talk to you.

Don't you dare come near.

Oh, I'm too old to do you any harm,
Mrs. Blane and much too tired, too.

I came all the way out here by foot.

What do you want?

I'm here to tell you that
your father is in town. -No!

Yes. And he and Steve have
an appointment at sunrise.

Oh, I see. That's why Steve...

You are the only one who can
stop them from killing each other.

What can I do? What can I do?

In a few minutes the
sun will be up high

and I don't think you
have too much time to lose.

Then hurry! Saddle up
the horses, quickly!

All right.

All the men are ready at their post.

That's good. Tell them to shoot as
soon as the first pistol is fired.

They already know
everything they have to do.

Beat it! Get the horses and
don't waste time. Hurry up now!

Stupid idiot! What the devil
is this thing turning into?!

I'll show them.

Let me go. What are
you trying to do?!

Get out of the way!

Stay where you are, Burns!

I'm using her as a shield.

Let me through, let me
through, do you hear?!

You wouldn't want to shoot down an
innocent woman, would you, Sheriff?

Let me go through, do you hear?!
I swear I'm going to kill her!

My hand!

You shot me in my
hand! What will I do?!

It'll hurt you for the
next couple of days, Burns.

It's the noose for you after that.

Steve!

Oh, Steve!

It's me, get up, Steve.
Please, answer me.

I want to feel between my
fingers the warm wood of a plough.

The prickly ears of grain,

the silky soft hair of my woman.

But I can't... 'cause
I've got to kill.

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