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(male #1) ’Oh, come on, let me try. Just let me try.’

(male #2) ’No way.’

[children chattering]

Pretty soon, no more Japanese.

[indistinct chattering]

(male #1) ’Get over here.’

’Come on, come over here.’

’Oh, I’m gonna catch you now.’

[thudding]

Give it back!

Give me some water, Jack.

What for?

’In less than an hour, you’re gonna be blowin’’

in the breeze.

Ain’t nothin’ gonna keep your mouth

from gettin’ dry.

[plate clanking]

[indistinct chattering]

(male #3) ’I got you. Give me that now.’

’Give me that.’

’Oh, yeah, now. You trying to get me?’

[indistinct chattering]

They’re getting excited, Jack.

(Jack) ’Not hardly.’

Besides, when you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all.

Tomorrow it’s back to straight duty.

Well, I don’t believe you are destined for much anyway.

How about my drink now?

You know what you’re gonna be tomorrow, greaseball?

A big hunk of dead meat. A little headline.

That’s better than being bag of shit every day.

[clanking]

Anything else you want?

They are ready.

Back up.

[keys clanking]

[children clamoring]

[indistinct chattering]

Come in, Mr. Drumm.

Who invited you to the party?

The governor.

He wanted me to give you

a little going-away present.

This looks more like a welcome-back present.

- Who do I have to kill? - Matthew Sebanek.

It would be for the Pinkerton boys?

My life’s not worth that much.

Would a little money make up the difference?

Five hundred now.

And a thousand when the job’s done.

I thought he worked for you.

- He did. - Didn’t work out, eh?

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

(Clayton) Hello!

’Does Matthew Sebanek live around here?’

Yes.

Where?

’Just over the hill.’

Thanks.

[music continues]

[chickens clucking]

You’re Matthew Sebanek?

Come closer.

Hold it.

You Matthew Sebanek?

Gimme your gun, Mr. Drumm.

I don’t give my gun to anyone.

Take it off.

Or I’ll take you off right at the neck.

’One hand.’

[chickens clucking]

[horse snorts]

’Now, step off.’

Now, walk over here so I can watch you.

You’re pretty careful.

Yeah.

How do you know me?

What are you doing around these parts?

Just passing through.

Can I put my hands down?

Nice place.

It’s a shithole.

- Now, what do you want? - I need a place to rest up.

You look fine to me.

Get your gun and ride on.

I was wondering if I could sleep here for a day or so.

Townsmen trouble.

I’m getting pretty tired sleeping on the trail.

’Let’s go paint our tonsils.’

[chickens clucking]

I would have killed any other man

who tried to take my gun.

Yeah, I know.

[snorts]

[door creaking]

You’re right.

This is a shithole.

Charlie Bernardo.

The biggest mistake I ever made was to let

Charlie Bernardo draw first on me.

Hell, I don’t even remember what we were arguing about.

What made you take up dirt farming?

Dirt farming?

[laughs]

Hell, I’m not dirt farming.

Gold!

Black gold.

When the railroad comes through here, I’ll be rich.

This country’s full of it.

[guitar music]

Well, come on in, girl, don’t be shy.

This is Clay Drumm. He’s gonna be staying for dinner tonight.

My wife Catherine.

Pleased to meet you.

I don’t know why an old nosher like me

married a nice thing like that.

She’s so shy, she changes clothes in the barn.

[laughs]

’Where you headed?’

(Clay) Figured I’d take a look at California.

California.

That’s a long way off.

- Matt. - Yeah.

If the gentleman’s staying for dinner

do you want to kill a chicken?

Alright.

Wanna wash up?

Yeah.

[guitar music]

Pretty quiet here, huh?

Ha.

Hell, I’ve had enough excitement for one lifetime.

I only got one more fight ahead of me, I reckon.

Who with?

The railroad.

They tried to buy me out a couple of times

and I played it like a possum.

They’ll come smokin’ one day..

...have the government auction off my land

and buy it for themselves.

You know how they do.

They’ve done it before.

Are you coming to bed, Matthew?

Get in the house, woman.

Ain’t you got no shame?

She’s used to being out here alone with me, you know.

I’m sorry I only got the barn to offer you.

The barn is better than I’ve seen for days.

Well, I enjoyed your company.

See you in the morning.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

[door opens]

[door shuts]

Who is Mr. Drumm?

He’s a gunman.

Probably the best around.

He seems nice enough.

I think he’s come to kill me, Catherine.

[intense music]

Hired by the railroad, I imagine.

Why are you letting him stay?

Because...when he’s ready

it ain’t gonna do no good to hide.

[music continues]

[insects chirping]

[rooster crows]

[chickens clucking]

[tapping on door]

[door creaking]

Good morning.

- Morning. - Sleep good?

Like a log.

[gun cocks]

[gun clicks]

I’m gettin’ a mite jumpy in my old age.

You are still pretty fast.

I never could shoot worth a shit with a handgun.

’Well, come on in, let’s have some breakfast.’

Let me clean up, and I’ll be there.

[sizzling]

Good morning.

Morning.

Where’s Matt?

He’ll be in anytime now.

Your eggs are burning.

Clean ’em.

You know how I hate it.

I’ll do it.

The least I can do.

You blew this critter’s head away

with that cannon of yours.

Don’t interfere with me tellin’ my wife somethin’.

Sorry.

I just wanted to do something

to repay your hospitality.

Cleaning dead rabbits ain’t it.

Who you workin’ for?

I told you..

...just passing through.

To where?

I told you...California.

I appreciate you cleaning those rabbits for me, Clay.

Well, why don’t you go in the house and cook ’em?

’Or are you saving them for a souvenir?’

[cork pops]

You’re pretty calm knowing the railroad is coming after you.

Well, I never learned how to run.

Besides, this is my land.

What about her?

Won’t they kill her too?

The land goes to my brothers..

...and they’ll have to kill all of us.

They will.

Well, I ain’t gonna make it easy for ’em.

I used to work for that railroad..

...five years ago.

I had to kill a whole family..

...down to the dogs and the cats and the chickens.

I guess it’s my turn now.

But it don’t matter who you are

or what you’ve done for ’em.

You get in their way, and they’re gonna move you.

You do take care of that cannon.

Well, it’s been a good old gun to me.

Damn thing it’d take your arm off over a mile.

[chickens clucking]

A man could live a long time with that cannon

distance between him and his enemies.

That’s the idea.

[door creaking]

[door creaking]

♪ La la la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la.. ♪

Company’s here!

♪ La la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la la ♪

♪ La la la la la la.. ♪♪

(male #4) ’Hey!’

Will you look at that mess?

[indistinct chatter]

Whoo-o!

[cheering and chattering]

[whistling]

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

- That’s a little loud! - Hello!

[guitar music]

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, hey, Clayton.

Come on over and meet my family.

This here is my brother Virgil and his wife Barbara.

Hi.

(Matthew) ’This is my brother Hank.’

’This is Johnny and this is Duke.’

’This is Barbara’s brother.’

’This is Clayton Drumm, boys.’

Nice to meet you.

And this is Virgil Jr.

How a man knows what’s inside

of a woman’s stomach, I’ll never know.

[chuckles] It’s simple.

He put it there, that’s how.

[laughing]

Where you learn that bad language, boy?

Come on, let’s have a drink.

[indistinct chatter]

[horse neighs]

[indistinct chatter]

Good!

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ 1869 was the date of the year ♪

♪ Those Waterloo sportsmen ♪

♪ And more did appear ♪

♪ For to gain the great prices ♪

♪ And bear them all out ♪

♪ Never counting on Ireland ♪

♪ And Master McGraw ♪

♪ On the 12th of December ♪

♪ A day of renown ♪

♪ Those Waterloo sportsmen ♪

♪ La dee dada da.. ♪♪

Yes, yes, yes.

[laughing]

- You play. - Oh, thank you.

[strumming]

[speaking in Spanish]

[laughing]

[guitar music]

[singing in Spanish]

Since you ain’t singin’ no more, let’s dance.

No.

Oh, come off that high horse of yours

and dance with me!

I don’t feel like it.

Someone oughta take her down a notch or two.

[singing continues]

[laughing]

[applause]

Oh! Oh!

[guitar music]

♪ From this valley they say ♪

♪ You are going ♪

♪ When you go ♪

♪ May your darling ♪

♪ Go too ♪

♪ When you leave her behind ♪

♪ Unprotected ♪

♪ Way she loves ♪

♪ There’s no other but you ♪

♪ Come and sit by my side ♪

♪ If you love me ♪

♪ Do not hasten ♪

♪ To bid me adieu ♪

♪ But remember the Red River Valley ♪

♪ And the girl ♪

♪ That has loved you so true ♪

♪ As you go to your home ♪

♪ By the ocean ♪

♪ May you never forget ♪

♪ Those sweet hours ♪

♪ That we spent ♪

♪ Near a Red River Valley ♪

♪ And the girl.. ♪

Anything wrong?

No.

Just checking my horse.

I’m leaving in the morning.

♪ Come and sit by my side.. ♪

What changed your mind?

I got to like you.

Hmm.

Well..

...what do we do now?

I leave..

’...and you take care.’

- What happens to you? - Who’ll they send to get me?

You?

[singing continues]

No..

...probably just some ordinary man

whose morals wouldn’t keep him from shooting you in the back.

♪ My heart you are breakin’ ♪

♪ As I wait ♪

♪ In my home in the West ♪

♪ Come and sit by my side ♪

♪ If you love me ♪

♪ Do not hasten ♪

♪ To bid me adieu ♪

♪ But remember ♪

♪ The Red River Valley ♪

♪ And the girl that has loved you so true ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

♪ And the girl ♪

♪ That has loved you so true ♪♪

[laughing]

Oh, darling..

[gunfire]

What a couple of lousy shots!

- Now let me try again. - One more time, one more time.

Okay.

Ready, set, go!

[gunfire]

[laughing]

Alright, one more time. One more time.

[gunfire]

[laughing]

’Okay.’

I can see you don’t believe in rust.

’Ready?’

Get set...go!

[gunfire]

[laughing]

One more time. And wait for go.

Okay. You ready?

Get set..

[gunfire]

See that?

’He bent it.’

[indistinct chatter]

’Okay, one more time now.’

’Get ready..’

’...get set..’

’...and go!’

[gunfire]

[laughing]

- ’Drunk. Drunk.’ - ’What you mean, drunk?’

’Come on now, one more time.’

’Get ready, get set..’

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, one minute!

♪ In a caver in a canyon ♪

♪ Excavatin’ for a mine ♪

♪ Lived a miner forty-niner ♪

♪ And his daughter Clementine ♪

♪ Oh my darlin’ oh my darlin’ ♪

♪ Oh my darlin’ Clementine ♪

♪ You are lost and gone forever ♪

♪ Dreadful sorry.. ♪♪

It was a fine party.

Sure was.

Nice send away for Clayton.

Send away?

Yeah. He’s gonna be leavin’ first thing in the mornin’.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[chickens clucking]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

Seems like we’ve been here before.

Throw me that, please?

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[door creaking]

Mornin’.

Let’s go back to bed.

No. I’m going to fix breakfast.

Oh, fuck breakfast.

[horse trotting]

You’ve been with him, haven’t you?

You have, haven’t you?

[grunting]

Haven’t you?

- Huh? - Aah!

[grunting]

Well, I’ll be damned.

Well, I’ll..

I’ll be damned!

I’ll be goddamned!

No. No. No.

It wasn’t his fault.

[grunting]

It never is!

It never is!

[sobbing]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[panting]

I killed my husband.

’He found out and started beating me.’

’He was gonna come after you.’

’Didn’t mean to kill him.’

A man’s life for a moment’s weakness.

Doesn’t seam like a fair exchange.

- What am I going to do? - That’s your decision.

But I wouldn’t stay here anymore.

Will you take me to Liberty?

’I can get the stage from there.’

Do you need any money?

I’ve got his rifle.

’He told me once, he could get $100 for it.’

You’re not selling that gun to anybody but me.

I’ll give you $100.

Then you’ll take me?

Why not?

I had a feelin’ you were gonna be trouble.

[grunting]

[panting]

[country music]

This is the last place we stop before Liberty.

Do they know you here?

Matthew always went with his brothers to pick up supplies.

He never took me.

Good.

[music continues]

I only need to rest for a couple of hours.

Then we can go on.

We can stay here all night.

I don’t want to be a bother.

Don’t worry.

[music continues]

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hello?

Oh, excuse me, my husband is very sick.

I need a room for me and, uh..

...the missus.

Come on.

It’s $2 in advance.

Fifty cents extra for the bed.

Dinner at 7 o’clock.

One dollar for each one.

’Twenty-five cents for the breakfast.’

’Fifty cents to take care of your horses.’

I’ve already seen it.

Your ass will shrivel up if you stay in there much longer.

Come here.

What for?

I’ll tell you later.

[instrumental music]

[laughing]

(Clayton) You know the story about little cowboys

who came across the rancher’s daughter takin’ a bath?

One of them turned to the other and said

"She just showed me her tits.

What should I do?"

The other one said, "Show her your nuts."

So the first one gone to her and goes..

[babbling]

[laughing]

Have you been with many women?

A few.

How do I stand out next to them?

You’ll do.

You’re the only man I’ve ever been with beside my husband.

Well..

...you’re the second married woman I’ve been with.

What happened to the first?

I shot her husband.

Right after he killed her.

(female #1) ’You want some cigars, Mr. Sebanek?’

- ’These’ll do.’ - ’Two dollars.’

Your husband fix any breakfast?

Yes, ready now.

I’ll have some eggs and coffee.

Just eat your breakfast.

[footsteps approaching]

Morning.

Where is Matt?

Back at his place.

The lady here killed him defending herself.

’I’m takin’ her to Liberty.’

If that be the case..

’...I’m takin’ her back.’

Sorry...she’s comin’ with me.

It ain’t your affair, mister.

Either I take her..

...or I pull on ya.

I wouldn’t.

You got a wife.

And a kid coming.

’They need you much more than Matt needs her.’

It’s suicide.

I can’t help that.

That’s enough.

Let’s go.

[neighs]

Look out!

[gunfire]

Stupid.

[organ music]

[footsteps approaching]

Go see who’s comin’.

It’s Cottrell, from the way-station.

[speaking in Italian]

[organ music]

It’s Virgil.

- Who done it? - Clayton Drumm.

- Let’s go. - Let us finish, Matt.

We’ll do it when we get back, he ain’t goin’ no place.

[instrumental music]

What choices do I have?

Whoring or teaching school.

Get married again?

[music continues]

I’ve always tried to find peace in myself.

It’s not good to rely on people or...things..

...or new places to make you happy.

I need you tonight.

And I hate you for it.

[music continues]

I’ll water ’em.

[indistinct chatter]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

You’re crazy.

What are you doin’ down here?

Goin’ pee-pee.

Please give me a hand.

Come on.

I wandered away and they overlooked me.

Who’s they?

- The circus. - What’s that?

Circus, uh, a place where

people come to laugh

at God’s little slip-ups.

- Climb on. - I’d rather climb on her.

- Would you rather walk? - I don’t mind.

Is it.. Is it alright if I hold on to you tight?

- Yes. - Here?

Or is here better?

Put it near my shoulders, sir. That’s it.

- Hold tight. - I am.

[instrumental music]

Looks like they cleared out.

Not before gettin’ to know each other real well.

(male #6) ’Cottrell’s woman said that they was acting like newlyweds.’

(male #7) ’And he was spillin’ seed in your missus all night.’

Well, if he didn’t have cunts

there’d be a bounty on him.

[music continues]

Clayton Drumm could bring in a hundred people a week.

They’d come from miles around to see you shoot.

Not interested.

Look, I’ll give you 50 bucks a month

and 20 percent of the take.

My life’s worth more to me than bein’ a sideshow.

A main attraction.

- Suit yourself. - What’s that stuff?

’I don’t know, but a few sips of this’

’and you wont feel any pain.’

Here, take one.

Show’s about to start, can we stay for it?

Sure.

[coughing]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Voila.

[crowd applauding]

You want some?

What is it?

I don’t know but it tastes very good.

[choking]

[applauding]

[music continues]

[applauding]

[laughing]

"Show him your nuts."

[babbling]

(male #8) ’Ladies and gentlemen.’

’Lady Godiva!’

[music continues]

Monty, Clayton Drumm just rode into town...with a woman!

I hope he does his shootin’ in her.

Yeah, well, they just checked into the hotel.

- Where’s my deputy? - Over at Cassie’s.

Do me a favor, go get my deputy.

You’ll have to take over for a couple of days.

I’ve got duties in Juarez.

Oye, donde vas? Donde vas?

Hey! Where are you going?

You can’t go in there!

What’s this?

Give me a receipt.

It’s all there, $500.

Sebanek’s dead..

But I didn’t kill him.

I’m here to see an old friend, Mr. Drumm.

Perhaps...you can help me.

He’s in room 23 with a lady.

I think it’s his wife.

[instrumental music]

(Clayton) ’I was told I could buy a ticket here..’

’Yes, sir, Mr. Drumm.’

[music continues]

Mrs. Drumm?

It is Mrs. Drumm.

Excuse me. My name is Wilbur Olsen.

You’ve heard of me.

No. Should I have?

Let’s say that you will.

I bring the West to the East.

’People say I collect lies.’

’But the truth is..’

He’s dead in a year or less.

Now, I can make you rich.

You can taste the wonders of the world.

I’m not..

buying..

...merchandise you so obviously are selling.

I’m only interested in the truth as you see it.

Mrs. Drumm..

[music continues]

Women age.

Women...wrinkle.

Money makes it more comfortable.

And I can provide money.

What’s going on?

Go and sit down.

Mr. Drumm, my name is Wil--

I know who you are.

’What do you want?’

To buy a little legend..

...with a touch of pulchritude.

For the people back East.

A piece of the American West they can...believe in.

You mean lie to them.

Of course.

The lies they need.

We all need.

[music continues]

My life is not for sale.

Nonsense.

It’s only a question of who pays and when.

Breathe one word..

I won’t.

Take your time and think it over.

And remember..

That Wild Bill Hickok made a fortune.

Till some jackass shot him in the back.

But he left...a rich widow.

Good luck.

’Thanks.’

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

The stage leaves in the morning.

I want to go with you.

It wouldn’t work.

Why not?

You were right.

I go to town

and I saw things as they are.

How are things?

I’m a gunfighter..

...and you are a woman between husbands.

That’s a lie.

You could quit.

Like Matt?

We could go somewhere where they don’t know you.

You know you live the way you do because you want to.

You’re a coward.

You’re afraid to care about anythin’!

[music continues]

Everyone I ever cared for ...either died or went away.

My father had no money.

’My mother’s parents had money.’

But wouldn’t give him any.

So my mother took poison to scare them.

She didn’t want to die..

But she died anyway..

...and my father went away.

[music continues]

I stayed with my grandparents..

...until they got the fever and died.

I took the ship, and I came to this country.

Forget the past.

Don’t you feel anything for me right now?

[music continues]

Look at me.

I could make you happy.

I know I could.

I could tend to you..

’Care for you when you’re sick.’

’We could get a farm, build a life, have kids.’

I need you to try.

I’m not going to let you ruin our only chance.

Do you love me?

[music continues]

Yes.

Why?

Make me understand.

I’ve been lonely for so long.

♪ No warm days ♪

♪ And no ♪

♪ Hot nights ♪

♪ No one here ♪

♪ No love ♪

♪ No life ♪

♪ I hold my pieces of dreams ♪

♪ And only baby ♪

♪ The colors can’t be seen ♪

♪ Only place remains ♪

♪ For lonely nights ♪

♪ No more smiles ♪

♪ And no more tears ♪

♪ No one to help me ♪

♪ Nothing to move me ♪

♪ Only the hurt remains ♪

♪ I need the touch of your skin ♪

♪ To help me warm the night ♪

♪ I need you by my side ♪

♪ To help me through the fire ♪

♪ Of lonely days ♪

♪ The widowed lovers lose their dreams ♪

♪ They only find what’s there ♪

♪ They find that day has turned to night ♪

♪ For love that isn’t despair ♪

♪ No warm days ♪

♪ And no hot nights ♪

♪ Only the gold do know how I hold you ♪

♪ All my life for you ♪

♪ You’re like my beating heart ♪

♪ Only baby ♪

♪ The colors can’t be seen ♪

♪ Only faith remains ♪

♪ Through lonely nights ♪

[gunfire]

[door opens]

What’s the matter? It’s only your husband.

Shit.

[gunfire]

How are we gonna get him outside?

I don’t know. But I sure don’t wanna rush him.

[gun cocks]

I’m going in.

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire continues]

[explosion]

Stay with her.

Goddamn it. He just blew Duke all to hell.

[gunfire continues]

All this is ’cause of your whoring.

And we’ll be planting your stud before sundown.

[sobbing]

Why the tears?

I’m here.

No! No!

[screaming]

I can still smell him all over you.

But that kind of thing..

...don’t bother me!

It can be nice and easy..

...or real rough.

Don’t make no difference to me.

[screaming] No!

[grunting] No!

[gasping]

[gunfire]

Damn.

He’s ready.

Hey.

Thanks.

[Catherine grunting] ’No.’

Well, go ahead, boy.

That’s what whores are for.

Get your clothes on. You’re goin’ home.

[instrumental music]

Okay, you know what to do then.

Don’t worry. He’s as good as dead.

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

I think I ought to go with her.

Ah, leave her alone.

[instrumental music]

(Cassie) ’Around the front, cowboy.’

Open the door, Cassie!

Clay! We heard you was dead!

[indistinct chattering]

- Get me a drink, Cassie. - I’ll get you one.

Tell Henry to get in here.

’Hey, Cassie, where’s that little chili bean goin’?’

Oh, Bob, you know she doesn’t entertain.

I’ll give you $15 for her.

Why should you? You can get plenty others for five.

Take Clay upstairs.

Give me that.

[piano music]

[gunshot]

[gun cocks]

[gunshot]

[door opens]

[horse snorting]

- Who’s there? - ’Clayton Drumm.’

You scared the livin’ hell out of me.

Sorry. Where are the Sebaneks?

They rode out this afternoon.

Was there a woman with them?

Yeah.

I need a couple of horses.

It’s gonna be a cold night.

Yeah. Looks like we better get some more wood for the fire.

I know how we can all keep warm.

Shut up, Johnny.

I’ll break every bone in your face.

She’s still my wife.

It’s gonna get cold.

Thought you might need a...another blanket.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[sobbing]

[upbeat music]

[music continues]

Well, go ahead and starve yourself to death.

I don’t give a damn.

Gonna tie her up?

Please, don’t.

I’ll sit right here.

As long as I have a face

you’ll always have a place to sit.

Oh, boy!

Matt!

Matt!

Damn it, Matt.

You’re gonna kill your own brother.

Ain’t nobody gonna hurt you.

Not no more.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[horse neighing]

What did you want?

You scared me half to death.

We’ll be home tomorrow.

It’s not my home.

Not anymore.

I want you to forget about what’s happened.

Woman..

...you made a fool out of me.

I’m a laughing stock wherever I go.

I never meant to hurt you.

Well, you damn near killed me.

[laughing]

I sure made a mess out of things.

I’m not lettin’ you off the hook that easy.

It’s the why of it I don’t understand.

I thought you were dead.

You know what I’m talkin’ about.

I don’t know.

’It-it wasn’t you.’

Did you kill him?

No.

[intense music]

They’re coming.

Alright. Get ready.

[gun cocks]

[music continues]

Remember, wait till they’re afoot.

[horses galloping]

[screaming]

[gunshot]

[gunfire]

Come on. Come on!

[gunshot]

[gunfire]

Looks like sharps.

[gunshot]

It’s kind of funny us ending up like this.

Jimmy’s going for position.

Stupid. Cover him.

[gunshot]

It’s probably that goddamned Clayton Drumm.

I thought your brother was supposed to take care of him.

This hasn’t turned out well.

I can’t see that son of a bitch up there.

Well, I guess we better go for it.

It’s better than sitting here and gettin’ shot.

(Williams) ’Don’t shoot!’

- Don’t shoot! - You must be crazy.

[gunshot]

[wind gushing]

I’m obliged for your help..

...but that don’t change the way things are.

I want her to stay but she’s free to go.

Then this doesn’t have to be.

The hell it doesn’t.

There’s Virgil and Duke.

Nothing’s gonna change that.

Nor this.

[dramatic music]

No!

[intense music]

You call it, old man.

[gunshot]

Are you satisfied now?

You ain’t gonna last long, son.

There ain’t no soft-hearted gunfighters.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

What will you do?

That’s my problem.

"Show him your nuts."

[horse neighing]

[instrumental music]

[horse neighing]

[cow mooing]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

♪ No more smiles ♪

♪ And no more tears ♪

♪ No one to help me ♪

♪ Nothing to move me ♪

♪ Only the hurt remains ♪

♪ I need the touch of your skin ♪

♪ To help me warm the night ♪

♪ I need you by my side ♪

♪ To help me through the fire ♪

♪ Of lonely days ♪

♪ The widowed lovers lose their dreams ♪

♪ They only find what’s there ♪

♪ All my life for you ♪

♪ You’re like my beating heart ♪

♪ Only baby ♪

♪ The colors can’t be seen ♪

♪ Only faith remains ♪

♪ Through lonely nights ♪♪