All language subtitles for lkkglish

Man: Yeah! I got it!
Oh, lord, yes, I have!

Woman: Please let me go!

Man: Don't forget how the
straws come out. I'm first!

Woman: Please! You're Christian men!
How can you do this?

"Christian men"?

Men: This is
the way we go to church

go to church, go to church

this is the way we go to church

hogan: The party's over.

You men can get moving.

Hell, I don't know
who you are, but, uh,

why be a hog, man?

She can handle four of us!

We also got some
mighty fine whiskey here.

Waiting for ya! Yeah!

Besides a...

Now what are you gonna do,
you bastard?

You may get me,

but you sure as hell ain't
gonna get any part of her!

Unless you like to have
your fun with a corpse!

You keep standing around like that, the
sun's gonna burn the hell out of ya.

They told me
they were gonna kill me.

They told me they were gonna kill
me so I couldn't report them.

They told me that...

Well, they ain't
telling you much now.

So get dressed, hmm?

Sara: You're a good man.

All my life I will pray to the
virgin to protect you from harm.

Jesus Christ.

And I will also pray
that for all your life

you have what you desire.

What the hell's a nun
doing out here?

I'm on a mission.

In Mexico, a nun can travel safely
among murderers and thieves.

I could've avoided these men,

but instead I came
to ask for food.

They give you any?

No.

Well, there's probably
some leftovers there.

I couldn't eat just now.

Well, you look like you could
use a shot of whiskey.

Whiskey?

Thank you.

Your mule? Yes.

No provisions, no canteen?

Just how'd you figure
on existing?

I was confident
the lord would provide.

Three more like them?

He also provided you.

North.

North, huh?

Well...

I'm headed south,

so I'll just help myself to
those ponies and be on my way.

But first we must
cover them with stones.

We can't leave without giving them
a Christian burial of some kind.

After the way they treated you,
you feel they've got it coming?

Of course.

You gotta be
touched in the head.

Do you have a shovel?

Sister, raise your
eyes to heaven.

Now, are they or are they
not god's creatures?

Well, of course they are.

Well, why do you want to Rob them
of all this convenient nourishment?

Do you have a shovel?

Yeah. It's on my
packhorse, over the hill.

Then would you get it
and cover them, please,

for the sake of my soul,
if not your own?

Sister, I don't mind
shooting 'em for ya,

but I'll be damned if I'm
gonna sweat over 'em for ya.

You're as stubborn
as my mule, you know.

Worse.

How are the blisters?

Other things in life
have hurt more.

Thank you, brother.

It's hogan.

I'm sister Sara.

Well, sister Sara,

you ever get tired
of being a nun,

you can look forward to being an
a-1 gravedigger, that's for sure.

You'd better have
some of these beans.

Those fellas weren't much in a fight,
but one of 'em wasn't a bad cook.

I couldn't eat anything they cooked, but
I'll have some of your water, please.

Yeah. Help yourself.

Thank you.

You really are touched!

You give that
back to me, please.

Sister, you wanna bless 'em,
you bless 'em dry.

I've obliged you about all
I'm going to, sister.

And now I'll say goodbye.

You stay out of that
sun, now, you hear?

Or you're gonna
really be in trouble.

Goodbye. Thank you again.

God go with you.

Hey, you're in luck.

Looks like a French cavalry
headed this way.

You can probably
travel along with them.

Please help me.
They're looking for me.

Why?

I was raising money for the
Mexican army, and they found out.

I had to run in the middle
of the night. Please!

Lady, if you weren't a nun, I'd
let you save your own bacon.

All right, you do as
I say, and act fast.

And get rid of that cross.
It shines like a mirror.

You bring that last horse
and follow me.

Son of a bitch.

What are you doing?

I'm doing for you

what no holy virgin's
in any position to do.

We'll walk slowly,

so as not to stir up the streambed
any more than we have to.

Why did you put that
dead man on the horse?

Because a horse with a rider makes a
deeper print than a horse without a rider.

If we're lucky, the French'll
follow those ponies.

Here. Eat this.

I told you to eat
something back there.

Your stomach keeps growling like that,
we'll have the whole French army on us.

You know these little noises can
only be heard a few feet away.

Why are you so angry with me?
What have I done?

Well, maybe a nun ought
not be so good-looking.

The way I look
is of no importance.

I'm married to our lord,
Jesus Christ.

That's exactly what I'm
steamed up about, sister,

if you'll pardon my being frank.

I'm not offended, brother hogan.

Oh, don't "brother" me.

Excuse me.

They split up, damn it,
and they're catching up.

I wouldn't just sit there. Move!

Well, we can't outrun 'em,
but you can get in there.

If they start shooting,
I may not get all of 'em,

but I will get their attention.

You wait a bit, and then
head on out the other way.

You've been a wonderful
friend, Mr. hogan.

Go with god.

Leave him out of this,
huh? Get moving.

I can't go in there.

Hogan: Why not?

There's a rattlesnake in there.

Keep singing, partner.

Get that mule in here.

Here. If we get split up,

this makes good eating.

Well, well.

Too bad nuns don't play poker.
You'd be sharp at it.

There's no way I can thank you.

I suppose you'll be
starting south now.

No, it's getting
too close to dark.

We'll have a hot meal first.

Can nuns cook?

I do.

Good. And your
late gentlemen friends

donated us some beans
and coffee.

But first, I'll scratch
up some firewood.

It's hard to believe that rattlesnake
could taste so delicious.

Mmm.

Here. Ladies first.

Thank you.

You say you were headed north.
Any particular place?

I wanted to try to find one of the
juarista bands. I'll be safe with them.

Where were you coming from?

Chihuahua.

Chihuahua?

You live there?

Mmm-hmm. For several years.

French Garrison at chihuahua.

Mmm-hmm,
right next to the church.

You wouldn't by any chance know

how many soldiers
in the Garrison?

More or less, you know.

About 200, and some Cannon.

How do you know all that?

The French officers wanted
to learn to speak Spanish,

so my mother superior
assigned the task to me.

I also speak French.

I went into the Garrison
three times a week.

I hate them.
Oh, how I hate them.

Ain't it a sin for nuns to hate?

Not if it's something evil.

The French army killing and
torturing the Mexican people,

trying to force them to become one
of their colonies. I hate them.

How big is the Garrison?

Two stories. Years ago
it used to be a monastery.

It's one of those kind of
buildings with an open patio?

Beautiful patio and...

A balcony around the top floor,

and a staircase leading down?
That's right.

You say it's next to a church.

How far apart are they, exactly?

Well, I don't know exactly, but in some
places not more than 10 or 12 feet.

When you're on the roof
of the church,

is the top floor of the
Garrison higher or lower?

Lower. Much lower.

Sentries?

Day and night at the front gate.

Sister Sara, you're
gonna slow me up some,

but I'm gonna take you to one of those
guerilla bands you're looking for.

Do you belong to one of them?

Till I get paid, yeah.

Paid? You mean, in gold?

Well, let's put it this way.

If they pay me off in tortillas,

I'm gonna shoot 'em
right in the eye.

But the juaristas are too
poor to hire anybody.

Well, I made a deal to work out
a plan to take the Garrison.

If it pays off, then I get
half the French treasury.

Then you don't have any
sympathy for their cause?

Not theirs or anybody else's.

See, I spent two years
in a war in the states.

Right now all I'm
interested in is money.

If money is all you care about,

then why did you
fight in that war?

Everybody's got a right
to be a sucker once.

Mr. hogan.

The 14th of July
is a French holiday.

By noon of that day last year, the
entire French Garrison was drunk.

What's the date today?

July the 6th.

Beautiful.

That information puts gold
right in my pocket.

This calls for a drink.

Well, I'll be leaving you
for a few moments.

Well, be careful
not to go too far.

There may be another rattler.

I'll pray as I walk.

Hogan: I'll keep my back turned.
Don't worry.

You're a real gentleman,
Mr. hogan.

Guess you haven't had much
experience sleeping on the ground.

Oh, I'm very tired. I'll sleep.

For somebody who's wore out, you
sure got a happy look on your face.

It was a miracle you found
me when you did, Mr. hogan.

Oh, that was no miracle.

Just an accident.
Life is full of 'em.

No. It was a miracle.

Yes, ma'am.

Two men are riding along
side by side.

A bullet ricochets off a rock,

kills one of 'em,
doesn't kill the other.

Just an accident, that's all.
No miracle.

Then you believe
there are no miracles.

Well, now, you take
that fella this morning.

If he could've picked up that stick
of dynamite and thrown it back at me

before I shot him,

now, that would've
been a miracle.

Nice to hear you laugh, ma'am.

You think nuns don't laugh?

I don't know. I never spent
the night with one before.

Good night, Mr. hogan.

Thank you very much again
for everything.

Hogan: Hey. Wake up, sister.

Time to get moving.

Couldn't I please sleep
a little longer?

Not if you wanna travel
with me, you don't.

I'm so stiff.

Oh, I'm not accustomed
to riding like that.

Would you please help me up?

Thank you.

Oh, every muscle is aching.

How can I possibly
ride again today?

Well, I ride from
sunup to sundown.

You either keep up or you don't.

You'll feel better when you've
spent a few hours on your mule.

You make very good coffee.

A man on his own has to
take care of himself.

So you're not married?

Nope.

Ever been? Nope.

Want to be?

Nope.

Don't you want
a woman of your own?

What for?

Share your name, bear your
children, be a companion.

To ask me to quit drinking,

quit gambling, to save my money,

and to bitch about her aches
and pains all day? No, thanks.

Must be a lonely life.

It's a great life.

Women when I want 'em, and
none with the name of hogan.

How about you, ma'am? Haven't you
ever wanted to be a whole woman?

Have a man make love to you?
Have children?

I've chosen
a different way of life.

Well, what about when you get those
feelings that your god gave every woman,

including you?

You know, I always
wondered about that.

Well, we're human, of course.

When we get those feelings,
we pray until they pass.

In your case, sister, just how
much praying does that take?

What about before you became a nun?
Did you ever have a man?

No.

Ever been kissed by one?

No.

Haven't you ever laid awake at
night wondering what it'd be like?

No.

All the women I've ever met
were natural born liars,

but I never knew
about nuns till now.

You're right. I lied.

I'll say one thing, sister.

I sure would've liked
to have met up with you

before you took to them
clothes and them vows.

Hogan: That limp's
getting worse.

Stone-bruised.

Take a week for that to heal up.

Well, maybe the people in
this village'll hide you out

until this animal comes around.

Why couldn't I ride
the packhorse?

'Cause he carries
my equipment, that's why,

and I ain't about to miss being
in chihuahua on the 14th.

Please, brother hogan.

Look, I told you
not to "brother" me!

All right, Mr. mule.

You know, you were right. You
are as stubborn as my mule.

When we get up
to that village, sister,

then I'll say adios. This
is where we part company.

Now what are you doing?

I must say a prayer
at this shrine.

You said your prayers last night and
this morning. You're gonna wear 'em out!

It's a sin to pass a
shrine without praying.

Not if you shut
your eyes, it isn't.

Please, Mr. hogan.

All right. It's a small shrine.
Let's make it a small prayer.

Buenos dias, hermana.

You see, Mr. hogan, what
a little prayer can do?

The lord provided me with a kind
gentleman who accepted my mule

in exchange
for this creature of god.

Now I can still be with you.

Your mule for that burro?

Well, if that kind gentleman
traded you even,

you won't be meeting up
with him in heaven.

(Gracias.

This man lives
in the hills there.

Three hours ago, on his way to the
market, he passed a French patrol.

Which way were they headed?

All right.

Get the supplies we need
and move out.

Hogan: I want you
up in that tree.

What tree? Why?

Please, Mr. hogan.

Looking down from
heights frightens me.

Then look up.

I think there's a mountain lion
around here, and I want you up here.

Excuse me, sister.

Sara: What are you doing?

Hogan: If you can't see him,
you can't shoot him.

How you doing, sister?

Looking up.

Good.

We won't talk now.

I'd like him to make his run,
if he's going to.

What the hell?

Who the hell are these people?

Come on, get down from there.
Turn around. I'll catch you.

Huh? What'd she say
about Santa Maria?

They're running away from the
French soldiers at satevo,

waiting for a train
for Santa Maria.

Santa Maria's
the town I'm headed for.

Those juaristas
I have that deal with

are hiding out there somewhere.

You gotta find out why the
French are going there.

All right.
You can be sure I will.

All right. Satevo's a long way
away, so let's get some sleep.

By the way, sister, I guess
I owe you an apology.

When I was trying to get you
up the tree there, I...

Oh, no apology is necessary, Mr.
Hogan.

In emergencies, the church
grants dispensation.

Anyway, it's no sin that you pushed me
up the tree with your hands on my ass.

Where'd you learn
that kind of english?

What kind?

"Ass."

Oh, in the convent.

Sister Harriet taught us different
words for different parts of the body.

This part she called the ass.

Where is this sister
Harriet from, anyway?

New Orleans. Why?

I'd sure as hell like to know what
she did before she became a nun.

Viva juarez!

Viva méxico libre!

I'm sorry. I don't understand.

Please. An officer is dying.
Come with me, please.

Even though
you are not a priest,

you can give him
some spiritual comfort.

Our colonel is very, very ill.

My god is with you. Deliver
his soul into your soul,

Mary mother of god...

You filthy bitch!

Kiss the cross.

Sister, he was delirious.
You must forgive him.

I forgive him.

I forgive him with all my heart.

Now he is with god.

God damn it!

I don't see how you
can drink this stuff!

You're gonna get cockeyed drunk.
What happened down there?

I was recognized.
That's what happened.

By who?

I've never been so frightened.
I had visions of being shot.

Who recognized you?
What'd he do?

He died.

What the hell
are you talking about?

I was asked to give spiritual comfort to one
of the colonels who was dying of fever.

When I saw him,
I nearly fainted.

He was one of the officers I taught
Spanish at the fort in chihuahua.

Oh, thank god none of the others
believed what he called me.

What did he call you?

A filthy juarista.

All right, so he died
and you're safe.

Now, what did you find out?

They're waiting for a train,
due today, for Santa Maria

so they can load it with
supplies and ammunition.

Well, you did all right, sister.

See, between here and Santa
Maria, there's gotta be a gorge.

Where there's a gorge,
there has to be a trestle.

Now all we gotta do is make sure we
get there before the train does.

Will you burn it?

I'll blow it to hell and
gone with the train on it.

Come on, get up. You're gonna have
to ride, else I'll have to leave ya.

I am not intoxicated.

Well, you ought to be. That's a hell
of a lot of whiskey before breakfast.

My faith in god
will turn it to water.

We'd better hurry.

I've never seen a train
blown to hell and gone before.

Get out of my line
of fire, sister.

Can you kill them all
with one pistol?

Put it away. These are yaquis.

They're wild and pagan, but the
church has reached some of them.

Can you get on your horse?

I think so. I think so.

Then tell me when you're on it.

Be very careful not to show
any pain or weakness.

You'll have to stop that when
we get closer. Are you on?

I'm on.

Hogan:
Yes, I killed a man one day

so they say

I beat him on the head

and I left him there for dead

yes, I left him there for dead

damn his eyes

oh, you got the moss. Yeah.

That'll stop the flesh
from putrefying.

Well, what should I do with it?

Well,

I'll take you through it,
step by step.

First I gotta get
drunker than hell.

How much time has passed
since I got hit?

You asked me that
ten minutes ago.

And what was your answer?

About an hour.

All right, I want you to cut a
groove in the shaft of this arrow,

just deep enough for a
good pinch of gunpowder.

Gunpowder?

Gunpowder. That's right.

That'll cauterize the inside,
they tell me.

I don't know if this arrow's...

Near my heart. I don't think so.

Of course, some women
say my heart ain't exactly

in the right place.

All right, start cutting.

And don't worry
if 1 yell a little bit.

Come on, my beautiful sister,
who saved my damn life from...

Oh! Those damn yaquis.

You don't want me to lose
my deal, now, do ya?

And the parson he did come

he did come

you know, this ain't
such a nice song, sister,

but it's the only one I know
well enough I can sing drunk.

I don't care what you sing.

You've got a beautiful
character, you know.

Anyway, it's about a protestant
parson, not a catholic one.

And the parson he did come

he did come

and he looked so bloody glum
as he talked of kingdom come

well, he can kiss my ruddy bum

damn his eyes

I need another bottle.

More whiskey.

That's the last bottle you got.

The last one.

Oh, that's bad news, sister.

I'm sorry I can't share
any of it with you,

but you gotta have
a steady hand.

Well, the
sheriff he did come, too

he came, too

yes, the sheriff
he came, too, he came, too

oh, the sheriff he came, too

with his men all dressed in blue

lord, they were a bloody crew

damn their eyes

there, finished.
That's not bad. Not bad.

That's right. You're
married to a carpenter.

Now what?

Cut the shaft off right there.

Cut it? Yep.

Now it's up the rope I'll go

yes, it's up the rope I'll go

up I'll go

and those bastards down below

they'll say
"Sam, we told you so"

"Sam, we told you so”

damn their eyes

may I break it? Mmm-hmm.

All right,
how much time's gone by?

Over an hour.

That damn train.

That train's on its way,
I know it is.

Remember what I told you
about accidents?

We didn't have to run across
those damn yaquis,

but we did.

No miracle. Just a rotten,
lousy accident

that's gonna cost me
my whole deal.

Get me up straight.
Get me up straight.

On.

You are a beautiful woman,
sister Sara.

You feel like a beautiful woman.

You smell like
a beautiful woman.

Please, Mr. hogan...

I can't help thinking, you know,

that first time I saw you,

when you were almost naked...

You must forget that.

I can't forget that, sister,
my beautiful sister.

I don't want to forget it.

Every night, when we bed
down next to each other,

I think of you that way.

And I...

And I wanna reach out
and touch you

and hold you and feel you.

I forgive you, because I know
that if you weren't drunk

you wouldn't be talking this way.
Maybe. Maybe so,

but you can't stop
a man from wishing,

and I sure wish
you weren't a nun.

Please, Mr. hogan.

All right.

Give me some gunpowder
out of my saddlebag.

Don't come near me
till I tell ya.

Pour some in your hand

and leave the pouch there.

Fill the groove.

Fill in the groove.

That's fine.

All right,
now comes the hard part,

'cause we gotta
time this perfect.

As soon as I light the powder,

you drive the arrow through me
and pull it out the other side.

What do I hit it with?

Take the knife.

Put the flat part over the end

and hit it with the gun.

And please, sister Sara,

please hit it a straight blow,
not a glancing one.

What if I don't hit it straight?

Oh, then,

my beautiful sister,

the arrow will break off
inside me.

Now, I know you're
an a-1 gravedigger, but...

All right, all right.
What do I do with the moss?

You plug the holes.

Both sides.

Push it in about a half inch.

All right.

One last swallow,
and it's up to you, doc.

Are you praying for me?

Yes.

Well, then I must be
drunk enough,

'cause, damn my eyes,

I find that kinda touching.

One last thing, sister.

The powder's gonna flare up when
I light it, so watch yourself.

Now you can load up the animals.

We'll be on our way as soon as
you get this stick out of me.

Ready?

Mr. hogan!

Mr. hogan. Mr. hogan,
remember the train.

The train with the French supplies.
You have to blow it up.

How long since I been hit?

Hours.

What?

You fell unconscious.

Why didn't you wake me up?

Well, I thought you...

You thought! You thought!

The hell you thought!

You let me down, sister.

You let me down.

Then why don't you
get on your horse?

My head's spinning.

You're too drunk to ride alone.

I'll have to get on with you.

Hold on to the mane.

Lean back against me. Lean back.

Tell your horse to get moving.

Oh, I like being in the
arms of a good-looking nun.

How do you like it, sister?

The church allows this
for the sake of your safety,

but you may not take liberties.

I apologize, ma'am.

I most sincerely do.

Hogan: Will you look
at that trestle?

Couldn't be sweeter.

Sara: It's a miracle.

Great place for an accident.

Is this small package of
dynamite powerful enough?

Not if you put it
down here at the base.

But if you put it up high
on those braces... pow!

How can you climb that trestle
with your shoulder...

Oh, no. Oh, no, Mr. hogan.

Now, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Remember, I saved your life.

I saved yours today, too.

Well, I saved yours twice from the French.
Now, remember that.

I saved yours twice.
Remember the arrow?

What are you gonna do? Are you gonna
desert me in my hour of need?

Now what about
that deadly rattlesnake

when you were hiding
from them soldiers?

That was easy.
That was no risk at all.

Did I or did I not come to you
in your hour of need?

Now, this is my hour of need!

Well, just what kind
of need is your need?

All you ever have
on your mind is money.

Well, what's more important
than that?

My life. If I climb
that trestle, I'll fall.

A fine, psalm-singing
hypocrite you are!

The French are gonna slaughter a
whole outfit of your juaristas,

and you're the only one
who can help 'em,

and you won't climb
one lousy, stinking trestle.

That's right, sister.
You lean on it.

A little of that good
old-fashioned Christian faith

will carry you up there
like a bird.

I know you're scared, Sara,

but those braces
are easy to climb.

You just keep thinking of all those
Christian lives you're gonna be saving.

Have faith in that
wonderful, shiny cross,

and god and all those saints
will be right up there with you.

And suppose they are
with me as I climb,

you haven't yet told me how
you'll set this off when I get...

You let me worry about that.
I'll do it with my rifle.

Now, you get going, for surely
that train's on its way.

Keep going.

I want the dynamite
all the way up on top

so I can get a clear shot at it.

That's it, sister.

You're entitled.
You certainly are entitled.

But I never did see anybody get
used to hard liquor so fast.

I wanna take a few practice
shots, without ammunition.

You turn around
and face the bridge.

Come on. Turn around.

Ah. Just like that.

Now, when I tell you to,

I want you to take
a deep breath and hold it.

Come on. Grab the end of the barrel.
This ain't easy.

Take your fingers
off the top of it.

All right, now,
take a deep breath.

Hold it.

You wouldn't have hit
that dynamite.

Yes, I would've. No, I saw
the end of the gun move

when you pulled the trigger.
Look, I'd have hit it.

Put out your hand.
Let's see how steady it is.

Oh, you're still drunk.
You'll never hit that.

Sure, I'll hit it.

Put a bullet in it

and let's see if you can hit
something about the same size.

All right. That little
rock over there.

Over there. That little rock
on top of the big rock.

Let's see if you can hit that.
It's the same size.

You cock this for me.

Just pull down that lever as hard
as you can, then slam it shut.

This? Yeah.

Perfect. All right.

All right. Forget about it.

Now, take a breath.

Now, cock it again.

I guess we'd better try it with
you sitting and me kneeling.

Go ahead. Get down.

This ain't easy now.

All right. Take a breath.

Um, can you shoot?
No, I can't shoot!

And you made me climb
that thing for nothing!

Now, take it easy.
Just wait a minute.

I'm sobering up fast.

Meanwhile, you fix me
a cup of hot coffee.

I'll fix you some hot coffee!

Sober up! You sober up, you
dirty bastard, or I'll kill ya!

Sit up!

Now, tell me
when to hold my breath.

Dear Mary, mother of god, help this
no-good atheist to shoot straight.

Hold your breath.

What did I tell ya?

Did I or did I not
hear you call me a bastard?

Well, I suppose whiskey can
make a man hear anything.

Oh, dear lord, forgive him for
the impurity of his thoughts.

Hogan: Ah, there's
the cantina I'm looking for.

I may need your help. Is it all
right for you to go into a saloon?

In times like this...

Both: The church grants
dispensations.

Hogan: I know.

Buenas tardes, senor.

Buenas tardes, hermana.
Habla inglés?

Yes, I am speaking english.

Good. Good. Tequila.

Oh. Would you like something?

Do you have lemonade?

I'll have a lemonade.

You're going to get
drunk again, are you?

Oh, I never get drunk
unless I'm shot by yaquis.

Then why the Tequila?

Just gonna oil up my
arm, sister, that's all.

I don't think they've seen a nun
in here for quite some time.

Not one like you,
that's for sure.

Gracias. Hey.

Si, senor? Any of these men
in here speak english?

No, senor.

You sure?

Sure. Me only.

Good. Well, I'd like to order
a bottle of French champagne.

Year 1789?

What is it, senor?

What's what?

This champagne.

Is there another El gato
negro saloon in this town?

Mmm-mmm.

Are you the owner of this one?
No.

Well, who is?

Mi padre. My father.

When does he get here?

Man: Psst, psst!

Por favor, senor. La
cuenta, por favor.

That's swell. That's my luck.

They give me a code, and the
man who has it isn't here.

He'll probably show up
on the 15th of July.

Mr. hogan, you should be
happy you're still alive.

What do you want
from your life anyway?

A ranch? Cattle?
What do you want?

A ranch?

You mean get up at sunrise,
go to bed at sunset,

rear in the saddle all day?

No thanks, sister.
I'd rather be dead.

You know, sister, there's this town
called San Francisco that's booming.

And if I get this stake,

well, I'm gonna open myself up the biggest
gambling saloon in the whole area

with long red mahogany bars
and green felt tables.

And we'll play roulette
and dice and faro,

and all those wonderful games.

I realize that doesn't
mean much to you,

but to me, that's living.

Some men have strange desires.

Where the hell's your father?

Sefior, he is sick.

It's important that I see him.
Where is he?

Since three days now he cannot talk.
All this side no move.

Does he understand you when
you talk to him? Si, sefior.

Does he understand english?

Not so good like me.

But my mother, she with him.

Un momento.

Madre.

He no can speak.

May we see him?

Si quiere, hermana.

Please to come.

Francisco.

Can you understand me, sefior?

That means yes.

I need a bottle of French
champagne, year 1789.

I must see
colonel beltran at once.

Can you take me
to where his camp is?

What about your son?
Can he take me there?

Well, does anybody in this
town know where the camp is?

The candle maker. She says
the candle maker knows.

In Mexico, when somebody die
or is killed on the road,

we put crosses.

So these crosses not make
anybody think anything.

Now we go that way.

How far, horacio?

Not far.

Man: Put away your gun, gringo.

Name's hogan.
Beltran's expecting me.

Man: You mean colonel beltran.

Colonel, general, what difference
does it make? Take me to him.

I have been waiting
for you, hogan.

What happened to you?

Oh, I stopped a yaqui arrow.

That means you never
got to chihuahua?

Nope.

Sister Sara here saved me
a good part of the trip.

Sister? How?

Is the deal still on?

I keep to my word. And you?

Good. Well, you get me
a bottle of Tequila,

and I'll lay you out a plan
as smooth as a baby's behind.

You tell me the plan. I will
tell you how smooth it is.

Beltran: The roof of the Garrison is
lower than the roof of the church.

And on the 14th of July,
you have promised us, sister,

all the frenchmen will be drunk.

Not bad, hogan. Not bad.
Thank you, sister.

Yeah, we make quite a team.

In fact, if we pull this off,

we might just go into the Garrison
business together. Right, sister?

If we follow what you did to the
train by capturing the Garrison,

all of my people
will take heart.

How many men do you have?

Forty, but there will be more
by the time we reach chihuahua.

How many more?

Fifty to sixty.

I thought you were a colonel
in the Mexican army.

I am.

Any army I ever heard about, a
colonel commands a full regiment.

Yes, in a parade, but not after all
the fighting we've been through.

You know, when you
got me into this thing,

you told me
you had no artillery.

What about dynamite?
Do you have any of that?

None.

Less than a hundred rifles, a few
machetes, and not much more.

Even drunk, the French are
gonna blow your heads off.

You don't know my men.

Each one of them tough,
courageous and a Mexican patriot.

Hmm.

Isn't that sweet?

But I happen to be
a hogan patriot,

and I'd like to have some
dynamite working with me.

I will welcome all you can get.

You show me the tree
that it's growing on,

I'll have my men pick it.

Probably plenty for sale
across the border in Texas.

Yeah, but that takes money.

Even the food you ate and that
bottle were donated to us.

Bien. We leave
for chihuahua tomorrow.

You can come with us and fight
under my orders, my way,

or go back to that Texas bar
that I found you in.

I'm in on this deal, and no son of
a bitch is taking me out of it.

If any other bastard
spoke to me like that,

he would be dead.

But since you
have helped Mexico,

I'm giving you the chance
to get on your horse

and leave this camp alive.

Now get out of here fast.

I ain't leaving here.

Colonel, please.

This ring. It's gold.
It'll buy dynamite.

Perhaps some of your people have
other things that could be sold.

If someone will show me
the way back to Santa Maria,

I'll go from house to house
tonight, begging for help.

Dynamite would save the
lives of some of my men.

I told you I was staying
in this deal, colonel,

'cause you know that nobody over in
Texas is gonna sell a load of dynamite

to a Mexican.

I am asking you,
buy dynamite for us.

I'd love to.

Oh, sister.

You better sew this back on.

You don't wanna have those people
see you going around half-dressed.

This is better than
killing each other, no?

I only figured there
was gonna be one funeral.

Catholic.

Oh? I didn't know
that you were catholic.

Hogan.

Easy, hogan. There are no yaqui
arrows here. Just a nun.

How'd you do?

I'm not sure.

What do you mean you're not sure? You must
know if you've got something worthwhile.

I just don't know how much
it'll bring in Texas.

You don't?

You did real well
for me, sister.

Uh...

For the cause.

Maybe...

Maybe this will buy you
a bottle of medicine

to keep your arm well-oiled.

Can you give this? I want to.

I like you better as a juarista
than as a nun, little sister.

Well, I'll just
see you in chihuahua.

Right.

If we take the fort, we'll
owe ourselves a celebration.

I might even put a little
whiskey in your lemonade.

Mr. hogan, there's something
I'd like to talk to you about.

Beltran: They're bringing
your horses now.

Fine. My packhorse has some
handguns and some winchesters.

I'm sure you'll know what
to do with them. Gracias.

They're nothing. Just a gift from
some old friends of sister Sara's.

Could we talk, please?

I can't, sister.

I need every second
to get where I'm going.

Where are we gonna meet up?

Just outside of chihuahua, as you're
riding south, there is a little church.

Be there as early as you can

on the morning of the 14th.
Good riding.

Don't let those French spend that
money before we can get there.

Goodbye, sister.

Goodbye.

Hello, Mr. hogan.

How do, sister?

Glad to see you're back safe.

Waiting for the dynamite, huh?

Mmm-hmm. And you.

What, me personal?

Mmm. I missed you.

Yeah.

Well, to tell you the truth, it's
felt kinda wrong the past few days

not having your burro
slowing me up.

Did it?

Yeah, damn it.

What's the matter?

Well, you see,
there's a problem, sister.

I should've never met up
with you in the first place.

Come. Beltran's waiting.

Where have you been, hogan?

There are only a few
more hours of daylight.

Well, I had to go to
three towns to get it,

but I got all
the dynamite we need.

Plus plenty of cigars.

Ignacio!

Beltran: My men will be leaving
for the church in a few minutes.

How many men do you have?

Over one hundred. Let us go.

The Garrison is on that side.

They must be drunk already. I don't
hear any singing like last year.

Nobody's drunk. Nobody's
even drinking there.

You got your calendars mixed up, sister.
No, I didn't.

It is their independence day.
July the 14th.

What went wrong?

It is the train you blew up.

It put them on the alert.

To attack now would be suicide.

Surprise is impossible.

Wait a minute.

Without the element of surprise, I
will never attack superior forces.

Instead of giving up so easy, why
don't you just listen a minute?

I am listening to you,

but I have my mind on my men.
All you have on yours is money.

All right, listen. I think I
know how we can get a surprise.

Three streets from here,
there's a house.

It used to be the
residence of the bishop.

To protect him in the rainy
season, there was a tunnel.

It led from the house to the Garrison
when it used to be a monastery.

And after the bishop moved, the
monks built a wall closing it up.

I think you can break through.

Who lives in there now?

Very good friends of mine.

Trustworthy?

Yes. Very trustworthy.

Good. Then I got
something that'll work.

What?

Fire.

Hey, when you were giving
those Spanish lessons,

did you ever get a peek at where
they kept the Garrison money?

They used to pay me from a
strongbox in the general's office,

second floor, in that
building right over there.

Hogan: Yeah, was it
iron or wood?

Sara: Iron. Great.

That means it won't burn.

Now, I figure we separate
your men into four groups,

giving 'em coal oll and dynamite

and let the first group
hit that main gate.

Have the second group go through
that tunnel she's talking about

and bust in the courtyard.

And the third group
hit that gate over there.

And the fourth group,

the fourth group made up of your best
riflemen, we'll have right up here.

They can pick off the sentries and
set fire to the top of the Garrison.

Of course this all has to
happen at the same time.

First we shall wait
for the cover of night.

All right.

And second,

some women and children carrying
a pifata filled with dynamite

might get close enough
to that front gate.

What's a pinata?

It's an old Mexican way
of livening up a party.

Come, come.

Sarita, baby!

Woman: You're safe!
They didn't get you!

They didn't get my favorite girl!
No!

Sister Sara,
this here's a cathouse.

Oh, no, hogan.

This is no cathouse.

This is the best
whorehouse in town.

Day and night, night and day,
out there in that desert,

you made a sucker out of me.

I didn't want to.
You forced me to.

What the hell are you talking
about, I forced you to?

What's the first thing you said
to me when we saw the cavalry?

You said if I wasn't a nun,
you'd let me save my own bacon.

And then after I told you
about the Garrison,

you said if I wasn't a nun, you'd
just as soon say adiés and thank you.

Well, I wanted to be with you.
I wanted to be safe.

I tried to tell you that
night at beltran's camp,

but you were too
damn busy to listen.

Well, what are you looking so surprised
about, you no-good atheist? Move.

It could be, you know,
I saved your bacon again.

Hogan. The pinata.

Got the coal oil? Yes.

All right, have them
put this thing

against the building
outside the gate.

How long a fuse
are you putting in?

Approximately 30 seconds. That'll give 'em
enough time to get on down the street.

They are going to be women
and children, remember.

Any longer fuse might be seen.

Just don't make the children too
young or the women too old.

And tell them not to trip.

Now you fill the jar
with candies and nuts,

just like we do
at the birthday party.

Hogan, the tunnel is open.

My men will have them free.

I can't budge it.

If we use dynamite, the
element of surprise is gone.

They'd have to open the trap door
if they had another prisoner.

The French want me very badly.

Why don't you turn me over
and ask for a reward?

Even though they
don't put you in here,

it will get hogan
inside the gate.

It is a chance
to open this door.

I don't like it.

We'll find another way.
What other way?

I don't know.
Let me think about it.

There's no time
to think about it.

I still don't like it.

We have to get that trap
door open, too, don't we?

You know what you're
talking about's crazy, Sara.

Listen, hogan, everybody's got
a right to be a sucker once.

How can we be sure we hit 'em
from different directions

all at the same time?

I will put a man in the
belfry of the church.

As soon as he sees you and
Sara entering the Garrison,

he will ring the bells
three times.

The women with the pinata will start
up the street at a slow walk.

So from the time you enter
the gate and the bells ring,

it will be four minutes
till the explosion.

Slow 'em up. Make it six.

Bien. Six.

All right, let's go
give a Spanish lesson.

Hogan: Hold it.

I don't know how this is gonna come
out, but I owe this to myself.

We better go.

Bad time for a war.

Bad time.

Anybody in there speak english?

Man: Oui, monsieur.

What is it you wish here?

Well, I have something out here
I think will interest you.

Oui, monsieur?

Come on, you little cottontail.

The general himself
will want to meet you.

Un moment.

Oh, captain, wait just a minute.

Now, I've just about had a
bellyful of this little juarista.

She's been yapping at me
for three days now.

If your general wants to
socialize, that's up to him.

But I'd just sooner have her locked
up while I'm talking to him.

They're gonna place
that pifata right outside.

When I give you the signal,
you get ready to move.

Boy, this little cottontalil sure
does wish she had that cross back.

Excuse me, monsieur,

but I'm certainly
not laughing at you,

but at this costume.

Come to think of it, we shall have
to shoot you dressed like that.

Well, general, now, I understand

that raising money for the
Mexican army is a crime.

So is shooting a lieutenant.

Did that bastard die?

Yes, the lieutenant died,

and you will, too.

Monsieur,
I am general le Claire.

Well, my name's
Hamilton, general.

Tex, to my friends.

How do you do, monsieur?

How come you caught this
little pigeon for us, eh?

Well, you see, I have
this spread up north,

and in rides this nun...

And when I heard that,
I said to myself,

"Tex, you just gotta haul her
on down here and turn her in."

You know, I hate
them damn juaristas.

Do nothing but cause me
trouble all the time.

Why, they got my mexes laying around
just praying for independence.

And you didn't know
we had posted a reward?

A reward?

Two hundred gold francs.

Well, how about that.

Certainly better than a stab
in the eye with a sharp stick.

Well, why don't you just go ahead and
lock her up and then send me on my way?

Lock her up?
Oh, no, no, monsieur.

Condemned prisoners are entitled
to a last night of relaxation.

Wine or cognac, Sara?

Cognac. A full glass, please.

Anything my sweet-tempered
little pigeon desires.

Colonel, please,
bring 200 francs.

Monsieur Hamilton... Tex?

Well, make mine smaller
than the one you poured her.

I'm just a country boy.

None of us can
keep pace with Sara

in cognac or any other way.

To your virtues, and
especially your vices, Sara.

Ah, what a pity
to bury them both.

Excuse me, monsieur Hamilton.

A people who know how
to sing, the Mexicans.

Are you familiar with
that melody, monsieur?

Can't say that I am.

Las mananitas.

For birthdays and weddings
and whatnot. Lovely.

My, how touching.

They know it is our independence
day and they've come to toast us.

Do you know what
a pifata is, monsieur?

Can't say that I do.

Come and see.
A charming invention.

They build a figure, usually of
an animal, made of papier-maché,

with a Clay jar hidden
in the center of the body.

They fill the jar with candies,
nuts and fruits and small toys.

And then they suspend it
from the limb of a tree.

Now, that's real cute.

Viva méxico!

All: Viva méxico!

Come on.

Over here.

Get back to the house and pour
yourself another cognac.

Viva juarez! Viva Mexico!

Where's Sara?

Last door. Hall left. My room.

Sara, open up.

Sara: I'm taking a bath.

Well, get out of the bath.

Will you go away
and come back later?

I wanna be
all dressed up for you.

Who the hell wants
to see you dressed?

The least you can do
is take off your hat.

I haven't got time for that.

Come on.