Original subtitles

Ramón?

Ramón?

Ramón!

- What have they done to you? - Father...

Holy Mother of God!

Look how they messed up my son...

Stay calm, Ramón.

You'll recover in no time.

All we can do now, is to ask Barrett for more time.

He will never listen to us.

Believe me son, it is worth a try!

I wonder why Barrett is so interested in taking our land away from us.

Why did he give us the money? Being nice? No...

Barrett is after our land.

He owns 8.000 animals he has to feed every day.

They already cleared out many settlers...

By now they own the property.

When mother and I arrived here, there was nobody living 'round this place.

The two us worked hard with our bare hands in the fields.

For two years we ate nothing but turnips.

The land appeared to be dead.

A dried out, godforsaken dusty stony desert.

During the wintertime too frozen to get a nail into the ground.

Dried out during the summertime, not a single worm lived in the ground.

But after two years the land awakened...

Green grass appeared when the snow melted.

Then came the rain, and the grain started to grow.

Then you were born.

Your mother died on this land.

She cared for it to the very last minute.

And the two of us buried her here on this land.

You remember, don't you Ramón?

Nobody will run me off this place!

And those who will try I'm gonna kill!

Go and see Barrett, Ramón. Tell him, we're gonna pay him.

We are honest folks.

Ramón!

Tell him, we're gonna pay him. We are decent people.

Let's learn those bastards a lesson! Mount up and come on!

I won't, Steven. I don't like that kind of game.

What's your choice? You want them going on burning down our houses?

We won't gain anything burning theirs! The law will protect us!

Did you hear that? The law! The sheriff couldn't care less.

We have to take the law in our own hands, or they will run us off our land!

That's right, Ramón. We have to find justice for us!

Justice this ain't! It is revenge you want! Go ahead! But leave me out of this!

What if they had burned down your house instead of Kenneths place?

- What if they had killed your wife? - They didn't kill anybody.

They beat them up and burned the crop!

Go tell the sheriff! After all it's his job!

You are one lousy bastard! A coward! Just a dirty Mexican!

Leave him alone, Mick! We don't need people like him!

Just pray, they won't be after you next time!

If they burn your house, don't come and see us about it.

Just remember that you asked for it!

You did fine my son. Revenge is too easy and unnecessary.

What will be left is a bitter taste, like eating a green fruit.

But you know that already, don't you, Ramón?

Stick' em up!

Hurry up bastards! Hurry up!

Burn the house down! Hurry up!

Burt! This man wants to see Mister Barrett.

I have to talk to Mister Barrett. Where can I find him?

Hey, did you see him?

Here is Ramón.

- Why would Mister Barrett talk to you? - I'm supposed to bring the mortgage.

- Do you have the money? - Well, to be honest...

I had the money. I wanted to tell him that, but...

He took it away from me! I recognize him!

I was attacked and Mister Barrett's money was stolen.

- What are you talking about, Bastard? - It was him. I was robbed, I swear to God!

- It was four of them! - Did you ever saw this panhandler before?

Not that I recall, Boss. Lots of panhandlers around this area here.

Sure, but but this one here calls you a thief.

Let him go and let him repeat what he just said.

I will, you are a lousy thief!

What's going on, Slim?

What's wrong with you? Beating up a guy in my house?

This man says Slim stole money from him that he was going to bring to you.

That's right.

Ramón, I was expecting you.

Is that story true? Who robbed you?

He and three others robbed me while I was on my way to bring you the money.

Is he right?

- Is it true? - He is a dirty lyer!

I saw him! I tore his mask down his face!

- Can you prove what you say? - No, I was all alone.

I can assure you I'm not wrong about this. It WAS him.

That is a serious accusation.

If you can't prove it, you are in serious trouble.

Believe me, I was on my way to bring you the money.

I think, he has no money to pay you.

That's why he came up with that story.

Now I have no money left to pay you, but I'm asking you to give me more time.

You should have ask me without calling my men thieves.

Explain to him that he was wrong.

I'll get it into his head!

Now Ramón, are you still believing it was me who robbed you?

- Yes, you are a thief! - What are you saying? I can't hear you.

Speak up, tell my friends too.

You are a bunch of thieves!

We're wasting time here.

I want to see you becoming a gentleman. Don't tell any lies.

Now try to remember. The guy who robbed you, how did he look like?

He had the face of a thief, just like yours!

You better admit you made up this story so you don't have to pay the mortgage.

I didn't, you thief!

When did you came up with that idea I had robbed you?

You claim to know better where I was and what happened?

You never saw me there, ain't that so, Ramón?

You stole the money!

Hurry up guys, come here!

What happened? Talk!

Steven burned down the house at Paso Bolt.

Move on, saddle the horses and wait for me.

The settlers burned down the camp at Paso Bolt.

We're wasting time, Barrett. We have to give them hell.

- If you'd let me go ahead... - Seems you always do what you want.

- Who burned down Kenneth's Ranch? - It was necessary.

They wouldn't let pass through our cattle.

- And they polluted the water. - I don't like that kind of action.

- By now you should know that. - I don't care what you like.

You can put on your gentleman act as much as you want...

...but don't forget that we are equal partners.

Don't worry, I won't forget.

But don't come complaining once the settlers start burning down our camps.

I don't want to start a war with the settlers, Burt.

I just want the land, that's all.

I prefer to get it by any means legal.

Legal? You'll spend years trying to get rid of them adopting lawful means.

Why are you in such a hurry, Burt?

Steven is gathering all the settlers around him.

- And once they are united... - I'll take care of Steven.

You know, certain matters take a lot of thinking and quietness.

I'm tired of being quiet!

While we wait they might start using barbwire.

- They'll start giving you hell... - Enough now, Burt!

You take care of the cattle, I'll take care of the rest.

Don't talk to me that way!

You think you are smarter than I am?

You treat me like a bully, because I don't take my hat off in front of women...

...the way you do it.

Don't forget, I know you as well as the smell of my own feet.

I could lock you up in jail while burping in the sheriffs face!

Let's go and thank those bastards!

Anybody with a weak stomach, now is the time to tell...

Well hello, Rezza. Didn't see you for a while...

I'd say so.

You still charge that much?

Even more.

Right. Actually that's why I'm hiring you.

- Good work has its price. - We'll see, Mister Barrett.

What are we talking about?

- What's this all about? - Burt.

- You're short 1.000 Dollars. - Take this for a start.

In one month you'll get another 10.000.

When did you become a benefactor?

Who do you want to kill? The governor?

- Someone more important. - He's worth 10.000 Dollars?

Dead even more, you can count on that.

Maybe it's none of my business, but why in a month and not now?

A bit of time will calm the waves first.

By then the farmers will stop acting like defenders.

In the meantime they'll run further into dept...

At the right moment, I'll go after them.

You're 1.000 Dollars short, Senor. I won't work for less.

Alright, Rezza.

But don't forget to be secretive about it!

The man will die at his own hands.

The two of us have a deal then. I'll expect you in one month.

But I warn you, it's going to be a difficult job.

I'll keep in shape, Senor. Besides, a month passes by so quickly.

And don't forget: I'm the one around here who gives the orders!

Those you give to me cost a fortune. You better not waste them.

Seven...

...seems to be your lucky day.

That's the fifth time you got seven.

- Are you saying that I'm cheating? - No, I don't. Heaven forbid.

I would never dare to say so.

Then I guess I heared wrongly.

Go ahead, bet your money.

Who's holding the bank?

Nobody's holding the bank?

It's a town of starving people!

This place should get rid of the pigs that pollute it!

You could start by hanging yourself, Burt.

When talking about pigs, you were talking about yourself, right?

Stop it or I'll call the sheriff!

- Get out to settle your affair! - Out of my way, Lady!

You think you can scare me off with your lady manners?

Stop it, Burt. You drank too much.

- I'll go and tell Barrett. - Go to hell!

You and Barrett, that quitter!

I do as I please.

I'm not his mistress.

You dirty whore!

- You're gonna pay for that! - Watch out, Burt!

The boss doesn't like that kind of talk when it comes to his broad.

Barett, Barrett, Barrett!

Barrett is trash, just like her!

So you left Ramón to become a lady.

But you always stayed a whore!

What's going on? Who fired his gun?

Seems like no one wants to talk?

The next time I'm gonna arrest all of you!

Rum.

Seven.

Hey!

- Hey, where do you think you're going? - I won't continue with this game.

Rum.

- No easy way out. I'm losing. - But you're winning 500 Dollars.

My friend says he's losing, so he's losing.

I'm the one who's behind.

What kind of gentleman would leave the table while winning.

No more games my friend, bet your money!

Don't think about it. Hold the bank, it might pay off.

Go on, bet your money

Will you hurry up?

Put on Banco.

Banco!

Not you my friend.

- Not you I said. - You heard him?

Thanks.

Banco.

Banco.

Seven.

You are a cheat.

You hear me? You are cheating!

My name is Rezza. I acted in self-defense.

If you want to, tell it everybody.

Slim! You thief! Murderer!

- Is he hurt? - There's a bullet in his shoulder.

- You know him? - yes.

Take him away, I beg you. He is Mexican, they will blame him.

I beg you for it.

For the first time in my life I have to thank somebody...

...and I do it with pleasure.

Don't worry, I'll return him once he has recovered.

- What happened? - Archangel Gabriel came along.

And disappeared again.

There's a bullet in your shoulder.

Try not to move.

I'll try to get it out, but it won't be easy.

Take it. Drink it, it's coffee.

As you wish.

What's your name?

You lost your voice?

You still had it when you tried to kill that man.

Listen to me, Chico: Shoot first and then talk.

Nobody listens to that crap anyway.

So it's better not to talk at all.

Are you afraid?

Let's see whether you really lost your breath.

Drink, Chico!

So you still have a voice!

Hey Chico, it's thougher to get it out...

...than to get it in.

At least for me it is.

Drink.

In a few days you're free to go wherever you want to go to.

The girl is waiting for you.

Hey Chico, you still think of that girl?

What's her name?

- I don't know. - She is very pretty.

I bet a lot of bastards are chasing her around.

I used to know one like her too.

For a dollar she'd spend a night with you.

She had a boyfriend. A Mexican just like you.

This guy was really tight-lipped.

Believe me, Chico, the boy really was in love with her.

He even promised her, to marry her someday.

,, For what you need her, just give her a Dollar", some said.

,, Why would you marry her?"

Whenever she took some guy to bed with her, he took his rifle and shouted...

...he was going to kill them.

In the end he married her.

When he was away to work, she brought in men and paid them.

- One Dollar, to be specific. - Enough now!

Hey Chico, what's the matter?

Go to sleep and forget about it. Women are all alike anyway.

What are you doing? Are you leaving?

That's fine.

We are even now. You have a nice trip, Chico.

Hey Chico!

Where are you going anyway?

Why don't you stay a while.

There's still time to go away. But don't act like a mummy.

- If I stay, I want to learn from you. - What do want to learn?

How to shoot.

Don't wait until you're running out of bullets before you reload.

Fire off five shots and then reload. So there's always one left in the chamber.

Stand tall. Just like that.

First stretch your arm, then we'll go on.

Go!

Too low.

Too high.

Now!

No, not like that. You have to do it with the first shot, Chico.

There's no risk shooting at bottles. But facing a man armed with a gun...

...you either kill him or he might kill you.

Hit him with your first shot or it will be too late, Chico.

I would never have guessed that you can play.

I used to play a lot.

The place I grew up, there was an old man.

Each day at dawn I saw him play on the street.

Where were you born?

Down south. Walk towards the sun and sooner or later you'll get there.

Why don't you go back there?

I will return. I hardly can wait. Two more weeks and I'm on my way.

Why not now?

There's something left to do. An important job, maybe the last one.

What kind of job?

None of your business, Chico. Actually it's not even my business.

I only know I get paid well.

I wanna take the money, go home and see whether the old man still lives...

...playing music at dawn.

Margaret, come here.

Sit down.

You want a sip?

That's enough now.

You are some kind of guy...

How come, Mister Barrett is not here yet?

Relax, Paquito. Barrett is always on time.

You never know when he comes, but he always comes.

Any more words and I'll fire you.

Hello.

An interesting table. May I join you?

- We're playing low stakes. - Very well...

This place surely changed since poor Burt left it for good.

- It became less amusing. - Nobody misses him, Mister Barrett.

You probably the least of all.

- He was a true friend. - A son of a bitch.

Whatever. I'm sure now everything will fall into places.

We have to work together and change this land...

...into a paradise.

You said that before.

I just discovered my love for this land my dear...

No matter what it produces. I'm just a simple man.

I have to talk to you. Please excuse us.

Just a moment gentlemen.

- A common thief. - The land that he loves belongs to others.

First and final commandment:

Do not steal your neighbors land...

...but die on your own.

Amuse yourself? What's the big joke? I'd like to see you...

You'll never see me like that, Chico.

What do you think you got, holding a gun in your hand?

- A weapon. - No, Chico.

Just an excuse to get killed.

A gun means nothing unless you can use it!

- But I'm learning. - How to shoot, but that's not enough.

This here is you and that's your opponent.

You're facing each other, equal rivals.

Each one carries a gun, each loaded with six bullets.

You're all ready to shoot.

But one of you is in a better position: the one with the sun behind his back.

First: with the sun behind your back your opponent stands in full light.

Second: that way your opponent has difficulties seeing you that well.

Watch your shadow, Chico.

If you see it in front of you, you can draw.

If you don't see your shadow, wait. Move slowly until you see it.

While you're moving, wet your lips.

Wet them all around.

If it feels cold on the right side, the wind is coming from that direction.

If it's cold in the middle, the wind is blowing right into your direction.

Facing the wind is bad.

It will slow down your shot. It's better to have the wind in your back.

- It won't affect you then. - What if it blows from the side?

You have to learn to judge its strength. If you see dust, the wind is deep and strong.

If the leaves in the trees move, the wind is high up and blowing less hard.

How do you judge the wind?

I feel it in my hairs, Chico. That's why I wear them long.

It's all instinct, like being an animal. Forget that you are a human being.

You have to feel like an animal facing another animal.

Your whole body must be dedicated to kill.

Your skin, your breath, your eyes.

Everything can help you getting some kind of advantage.

- How come you know these things? - I understand and learned them, Chico.

When you're facing death, you feel like an animal.

Nothing but an animal.

If you refuse to become one, you might not survive.

Did you ever see a mountain lion?

If he's hungry, he'll slowly walk around.

Then he suddenly stops, stretches out his snout and waits.

- He doesn't move, just stands still. - Why?

He smells the wind.

As soon as he feels it, he stops in his tracks...

...and the wind supplies him with all kind of smells...

Once he likes a smell, he jumps and stays leeward.

That way his victim smells him too late, when he is already on it.

Remember, in a duel of life and death, the winner is the one with more will to live.

And the living usually are more hungry than the dead.

You don't eat before a duel?

No, I just shave.

If someone faces death and he bothers to shave...

...you can be damn sure he rather wants to live than to die.

Just like you?

Yes...

I'm not like you.

- My life is not that important to me. - This too could be an advantage.

You could become an excellent killer.

Some sort of killing machine. You could make a lot of money.

I'm not interested in money.

Chico, this girl, she'd appreciate you staying alive much more than being dead, right?

No.

You're so right.

It's impossible to understand women.

They're like walls: you never know what's on the other side.

There's a barrier you'll you never break down, once you killed someone.

- What is that? - Society.

They will build up a high wall in front of you, they will respect you.

They will fear you but never love you.

You'll always stay on one side of that wall.

- Better that way. - That's what I used to think.

Then one day you realise life is on the other side of that wall...

...and you are no part of it. Ever.

- I think you're getting old. - Maybe.

I'm tired of this life. You're always alone, like a dog...

...and you're waiting to die like a dog, only more miserably.

You're the only friend I ever met, Chico.

Probably because I never wanted any friends before.

Are you sure I am your friend?

Sure, and you can be sure I am yours.

So take care, you said you still have a job to do.

Do it first and then think of the rest.

- You taught me that. - You're right, Chico.

Work comes first.

You know, Chico, friendship is one of those things...

...you leave behind at the other side of that wall.

For ever.

Remember that once you killed somebody for the very first time.

- I'm gonna tear you to pieces! - He's letting you have it.

- Why don't you give it a try? - Order is order.

Enough now! Stop it I said!

What the hell is the matter with you? Enough now!

He attacked one of my men who was unarmed.

Are you crazy? He attacked me from behind!

He was still not armed and you are carrying a gun!

My men had enough of those provocations.

Listen sheriff, I can't calm them down anymore by now.

Maybe I should put you all in jail and call the federal judge!

Don't tell any jokes, sheriff.

If someone has to be locked up, it's Steven!

He attacks my men as soon as they are unarmed!

Don't expect to get rid of me that way, Barrett.

I respected the cease-fire.

But from now on my men will be heavily armed.

You want a war on your hands, you got it!

- Dirty bastards! - Let it be, Steven!

For now I'll lock you up to calm you down. Then we'll see...

Alright, Chico.

You aim well.

- You're sure to go ahead. - I proved that, didn't I?

Well...

So you don't mind facing me in a duel?

- You still want to test me? - No, Chico. A duel. For real.

If you can kill me, it will mean you are ready.

No, I won't do that. I might really kill you.

Are you accepting or are you a coward?

No.

A real duel, Chico. Try to kill me - if you can.

So your life isn't important to you. You are afraid to die, that's it.

Once you are dead, that girl will find 100 men better than you are.

Don't worry.

Then do it for her, give her the chance to improve herself.

You asked for it. If I succeed I'm gonna kill you!

That's the way I like you, boy. We're equal opponents.

So it's either me or you!

Hey, here I am!

Go ahead, kill me!

You felt secure, you needed a cold shower.

If you can count up to 'six' you can save yourself.

Otherwise you've had it. Remember that, son.

It's called math, Chico.

You have to count. All the time.

Count the steps, count the shots.

Yours and those of your opponent.

Count, Chico, always count. Count the minutes.

No one can hold a pistol for longer than three minutes...

...without starting to tremble.

Once you start trembling you're the loser.

Count Chico, always count.

If your opponent makes a step and then stops, he's afraid.

If he makes two steps he is uneasy.

If makes three steps he's about to kill you.

Why this cross?

If this bullet hits you it will have the impact of a canonball.

If such a bullet hits its target, you can't go wrong.

What's your job? Who has to die?

I don't know yet, I don't know him.

Tomorrow will be my last day as a warrior.

- Then I'm gonna change my life. - How?

I told you, Chico.

I'll go back to where I came from. Settling down, raising a family.

A wife maybe.

If that old man is still there, playing music at dawn...

...I'm gonna invite him to my house and give him food and drinks.

He may lie down on a bed.

And I will say to him:

,, You walked a long way, old man. Now it's time to rest.

I saw you walking around since I was a little boy."

- He must have rested along the way. - I only saw him walking around.

As far as I'm concerned that old man never stopped walking.

That old man is you.

And now your mind is set on climbing that wall you talked about.

- Maybe. - Don't think too much about it.

I was only joking.

How come you never asked me why I wanted to learn how to shoot?

Because I knew it. You're out to kill someone.

Yes, but who? Don't you want to know?

Maybe yourself. The old Chico you once was.

I saw many people die, it doesn't affect me any longer.

I'm sorry I'm leaving you behind. You'll be in a lot of touble.

- I'm sure. - Don't worry about me.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm sorry I can't support you.

One thing I can do for you.

Take this. You'll find everything: A razor, a brush and a mirror.

- Thank you. - Shave my son.

Remember: who bothers to shave rather wants to live than to die.

Chico!

Practice, practice all the time. Getting better will cheer you up.

If you miss you'll never know what you're missing anyway.

- Good luck! - But... Hey!

- So you missed it too? - Who can tell, my boy?

Life is an illusion.

The important thing is to believe that you can make it! Farewell.

- Ramón was here. - Ramón...

...was here. And who is Ramón?

You forgot about him?

But he remembered you.

He came back here because of you.

- He wants to kill you. - Kill me?

- But why? - You better ask him.

He said he has time. That he waited for so long...

...a day more or less won't make a difference.

What are you talking about? Come on, tell me what you know!

Seems that you strechted things with this boy, Barrett.

There's only one thing left for you: Kill him.

Maybe you'd do him a favour with that.

Unless he kills you. He might gain a greater pleasure from that.

Thank Barrett I let you go, he asked me for it.

He promised he'd do his best to avoid further incidents.

I can't believe what I hear, Sheriff. You all believe that Barrett is an angel.

Be prepared for a big surprise.

- Come on Steven, he's no devil. - He is a devil.

As long as I am here, the settlers will keep their land.

It would be better if you would not help this bastard.

Ramón.

May God forgive him.

1.000 Dollars for the man who will bring me the murderer!

Hey Ramón! Barrett said you wanted to talk to him.

With Barrett, not with his bootlickers.

- Talk about what? - That sort of talk!

You're early, Senor.

How much will you charge me for a favour?

Another one?

You intend to move up Armageddon?

No. No jokes. This is serious business.

- How much do you want? - Nothing, my work is done.

- Your last job, I promise. - No way.

In the end I kill the whole village with only you and me left.

I'm telling you, this is the last job. I'll give you another 10.000 Dollars.

15.000!

Alright, 20.000.

Who is the guy?

His name is Ramón. You'll find him in a burned down house near the village.

- You can't miss it. - I bet you burned it down.

So you accept?

Agreed. Payment in advance.

- Very well, tonight I'll bring you the money. - You'll find me here.

who bothers to shave rather wants to live than to die.

Ramón!

- Did Barrett send you? - It's him you wanted to kill, right?

- None of your business. Go away, Rezza! - I'm a professional, Ramón.

Once I got paid, I'll go all the way.

- Why do you want to kill Barrett? - You said it yourself once.

By killing him, I kill what I once was.

You can have my horse. Take it and leave this place forever.

If you hate somebody, the world is not big enough.

You will forget very soon, you'll see.

You wanted to go back to the place you were born, remember?

- I was born here and I stay here! - Don't push me, Ramón.

If you stay, I have to kill you!

I told you to have the sun behind you.

Don't forget to count the steps. One step and he is afraid.

Two steps and he is uneasy.

Three steps, Ramón, he is about to kill you!

But I had a shave!

Rezza... Rezza!

Hey Chico, you made it.

A small credit goes to me as well.

Now you'll feel this wall, Chico. A big wall.

Don't try to climb it, Chico.

You'll never succeed.

Alright, Mick. What's your decision?

Okay, Mister Barrett, I'm selling.

I appreciate it, Mick. That's a splendid idea.

Let's go have a drink and discuss the selling price.

Barrett!

Don't move, Barrett!

What are you waiting for? Don't just stare at him.

- Ramón! - Ramón!

- What do you want? What's the matter, boy? - Out of my way, sheriff!

- I'm not a boy! - Do something, sheriff!

- This madman is about to kill me! - What is it that you want?

- I want to kill Barrett! - Stop it, Ramón, I beg you!

- Why kill him? What has he done to you? - He is a lousy murderer!

- He killed my father! - That's not true!

I had nothing to do with it! It was Burt!

Burt worked for you and you had him kill my father. Just like Steven!

What do you know about Steven?

Go ask Barrett. He knows everything!

If you know something, tell us, Ramón! I'm gonna arrest him!

Get out of my way, sheriff! I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch!

Then I'm going to tell you everything.

The killer is not dead yet, Barrett! He is still alive!

Ramón. Ramón!

What did you say? Who is that killer? Why did you say he isn't dead?

Now he is dead, sheriff.

He was the last one.