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♪ Waco ♪

♪ Waco ♪

He stood tall wore heavy guns

That tied down at the thigh

Gunmen knew that to test his draw was to pick your time to die

Even an outlaw, deadly mean the ones that knew him said

But now a badge clinged on his vest, he was the law instead

♪ Waco ♪

People moved away from him, his smile was grim and cold

The badge he wore was a mockery to the notches on his soul

Was he good or was he bad Even Waco didn't know

The girl he loved was promised now so which way would he go?

♪ Waco, Waco ♪

His hour was getting closer The odds were mighty long

His life would be the forfeit if he decided wrong

She was gone, would not be his, what was he fighting for?

The people of a little town that couldn't despise him more

♪ Waco ♪

No more time He must decide

Some thought he might have prayed

He checked his guns then faced the street

His decision had been made

There was a dignity about him, and a somber look of doom

The people that were in his way moved back and gave him room

Never had he faced such odds and he'd never learned to run

He had lived and now he'd die with his only friend, the gun

A solemn lonely figure moving up the dusty street

A solitary target for the fate he was to meet

♪ Waco, Waco ♪

No!

- Wake up! What's the matter with you?! - Hmm?

Can't I even leave town for one day without everything going to hell?

Well, I didn't expect you back so soon.

I warned 'em.

They can't say I didn't warn 'em.

Now I've got to run 'em out of town.

Oh, don't do it, sheriff. Don't try that!

I gave Gore 24 hours to get rid of that riff raff.

- They'll kill you. - They'll try.

You're gonna need somebody to back up your action.

- Not you, boy. - Well, you ain't the only one around here wearing a badge.

I'm supposed to be your deputy.

You're not feeling very good, Jim.

You let me handle this, will you?

Kelly's coming. Looks like trouble.

- Trouble for him. - You told him the drovers would be out by today.

Well, I thought they would.

- This place is closed.

Maybe you ought to tell him they'll be gone by tomorrow.

Tomorrow? Next day, Seebow will be here with his drovers.

The whole thing will start all over again.

That two-bit sheriff.

He's just itching for a showdown.

Sheriff, the only thing that's gonna be closed around here

is that big, fat mouth of yours.

Now give me that gun.

Now that's a pity one of them cowboys had to up and kill him like that.

Yeah, sure is.

Look here, get back!

Get out of the way! Get back from him!

Anybody shoots him, he'll bleed whiskey all over the floor.

Get away from him!

I think the deputy needs a drink, bartender.

...green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

Amen.

Our dear departed, William Kelly,

An interim sheriff, who didn't really want the job,

but took it on to restore decency and justice...

...to this vicious and corrupt town....

...we, in our worldly pride, call "Emporia".

And laid down his life for us.

Now do you agree we need Waco's gun?

Never!

The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want.

Waco's gun is the only gun alive that can help us.

The meanest gun alive, you mean.

A convicted outlaw, now serving time. Scum is what he is.

Mr. Gates, Mayor West...

...we're here to pay our respects!

The mayor is a fool!

You expect us to free a convicted killer

- I say no. - Fight fire with fire.

Gentlemen! I beseech you, show some respect!

I'm sorry I'm late.

I wouldn't be late for my own uncle's funeral, but this is an important telegram.

Your Uncle Billy has lots of time.

The governor's agreed to grant amnesty to Waco to clean up Emporia.

Now all it needs is a word from us.

All it needs is a word from me and I say no.

We don't want Waco here.

Waco is the only hope we have.

The only hope we had lies in that box.

Sam, go on with the ceremony.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

Look at that.

I think it's common sense to send for Waco.

I don't care to discuss it.

All I'm trying to say is, if your father had sent for him a month ago,

my uncle would be alive now.

You also said my father was a stodgy, thick-headed,

straight-laced prude.

Well, he is.

Will you please help me down?

Honey, why don't you face facts? Ever since your mother died...

All right! Wait a minute. I'll help you down.

Come on.

Now what do you want to do? Walk home all by yourself?

Go ahead, I won't stop you.

There's nothing wrong with being a prude!

According to your way of thinking, I'm a prude.

Patricia, of all people.

Oh, the poor thing.

Your own daughter.

Mayor, it's my fault. She said she wanted to walk home by herself.

Don't blame yourself, Scotty.

- The fault is this town! - You're right!

Well, are you finally gonna do something,

or are you just gonna be thick-headed?

- Send for Waco. - When do you want him here?

On the next stagecoach.

Jill...

The stage won't be here until the day after tomorrow.

That'll give us a head start.

We already have a start.

Right here in Emporia.

Maybe you want to turn the other cheek, but I don't.

I didn't even know Waco.

Well, I know him well enough for both of us.

We said we weren't going to talk about that anymore.

But now we have to, don't we?

- He can't be that bad. - Oh, can't he?

- A man could change. - Not Waco.

He's been studying law in prison.

According to those letters he keeps writing me.

A man with a past like his,

takes the law,

wants to make amends in his life.

Oh, sure. Waco's seen the light.

The governor thinks so, or he wouldn't be granting him amnesty.

He's got you all fooled.

- Give him a chance. - A chance to do what?

To destroy our marriage?

I know...

He thinks you're still single.

And that's your fault.

Last year, when we got married you said,

"Since he's in prison for life..."

"Why hurt him?"

The reason I didn't want to tell him is I was afraid he'd break out and come after us.

Now he doesn't have to.

He'll be here.

Honey, he'll understand.

You don't know Waco.

Jill, there's something I'm afraid you don't know.

The capacity of the human heart.

Now, come on. Let's unpack. We're not going anywhere.

Oh, you belong in a pulpit alright.

Trust, believe

and, above all, forgive.

Forgive. Forgive!

The Jenners will never forgive him.

That's right. I'd forgotten.

They hate Waco's guts.

We can't have a gun like Waco wearing a badge in this town.

And on the other hand, if we kill another sheriff,

it won't look good.

But, if the Jenners do it, that's something else.

That suits me fine.

Get word to them.

Yippee!

Morning, Mr. Jenner.

Hi, boys. Boss'll be down in a minute.

Just take a table over there.

A bottle of our private stock.

There you are. It's on the house.

Ike, Pete.

You didn't have to send out to tell us Waco was coming.

He'll be here tomorrow morning on the 11:20 stage.

We'll be waiting.

Now, you're not gonna kill him right here in town.

No, not hardly.

We're gonna take him home with us.

Yeah. You see, we promised Ma that she could watch us kill him.

Drink up, boys!

Ben, give me one.

I never did find out what the Jenners had against Waco.

There used to be three Jenner brothers.

Oh, here comes the mayor.

Quite a crowd.

Seems like some of the townfolk wanna get a good look at Waco.

Sort of a welcoming party.

You'd think at least our deputy would be here to meet him.

O'Neill, he's probably out on another drunk.

Patricia, I can't tell you how sorry I am about what happened the other night.

Don't talk to me.

I never should have let you walk home alone.

I'm filth.

Filth is what I am now.

Can't you see that?

- Everybody else can! - Patricia...

Scotty!

Scotty, why don't you let her cry it out?

You can see how she feels.

Just give her a few days.

Don't you wonder why he's coming here?

I wonder if he heard in prison that you and I were married?

Jill, that's not the reason.

Stage is late.

The Jenners will wait.

Here he comes!

Let's go.

- Whoa!

Whoa!

All right, Waco, come on out.

Round him out, Pete.

I've waited a long time for this, Waco.

He ain't here.

Suppose he got cold feet?

Here I am, Pete!

Make your play, Waco!

There he is! Let him have it!

Better call 'em off, Ike.

You heard him, hold it.

Now unbuckle those gunbelts and let them drop.

Nice and easy.

Pick up the gunbelts.

Ain't much wind to speak of...

...so the stink can't be blowing in from the stables.

You made one little mistake, Waco.

You should've killed us when you had an excuse.

Maybe we can get rid of some of the stench.

Start peeling those clothes off. Put them right there.

Go to hell, Waco.

You're right. I should have killed you.

I'll do it now.

Nice and slow, Inch at a time, hmm?

Same old Waco.

Not enough to step on a man, you gotta grind your heel in.

You wouldn't have me any other way.

He hasn't changed a bit.

The kind of a man this town needs.

Start peeling.

Faster!

You don't make a fool out of us more than once.

You shouldn't have tried to ambush me.

Somebody get me some coal oil.

I'll get it.

Aren't you carrying things a little bit too far?

Only way to get rid of vermin is to delouse them.

Wait a minute, Waco.

There are women present.

Nobody asked them to be.

I could get Waco real easy from here.

Well, you could miss real easy from here too.

Why, he'd pick us off like birds on a fence.

Yeah, but look what he's doing.

Yeah, Ike Jenner's got the dirtiest neck I've ever seen.

I've got a better idea for Waco.

Well, I hope you're not forgetting he's the sheriff here now.

He goes where the money is.

Then why did you sic the Jenners on him if you thought he could be bought?

Because I figured they might save us the expense.

Come on, shoes and socks. Everything.

All except you, Pete.

You keep your boots on.

Don't do me no favors.

I don't want you getting cold feet the way you think I did.

Pour it on.

- Now light it.

Choking on your own stench, huh?

Now get your horses and get out of here.

Why, they're as naked as my little finger.

Pete's still got his boots on.

I'm Ned West, Mayor of Emporia.

That was quite a reception you gave the Jenners.

This is George Gates, town councilman.

Reverend Stone.

- Reverend. - How are you?

How did you, uh... How did you know the Jenners were planning to waylay?

- I know them. - We're holding a town council meeting tonight.

We'd be very happy for you to attend.

I'm not much in council meetings.

But we would like some idea of how you intend to run the town.

First of all, no watered-down booze.

No marked cards, no rigged wheel.

Drovers stay over here, they're going to get a fair shake.

Joe Gore isn't going to like that.

Be a lot of things he won't like.

Putting teeth into the law encompasses much more than marked cards.

- Now, if you'd care to come to the meeting... - Mayor...

I'm looking forward to a little meeting of my own tonight. Private.

So if you'll excuse me...

What can be more important than this?

A woman I know and haven't seen for a long time.

We haven't even sworn you in yet.

Well, Mayor, you get a hold of the badge,

send her over to my hotel room,

I'll look in the mirror, hold up my right hand,

and swear myself in.

What kind of man is he?

The kind you don't argue with.

Got any ideas how we can handle him?

If it's all right with the rest of you, I think I'll go over to the sheriff's office.

Get that badge and have someone bring it to him

at his hotel room.

I don't think it's that important.

You don't have to do that.

I won't do it.

You owe it to him to tell him yourself.

You keep saying people can change.

You have.

I'm not so sure anymore.

It isn't him you're afraid of.

Well, now you know.

Why did you marry me?

Because I loved you.

And I wanted to change.

And you thought he was gone forever.

Oh, he's still gone.

You mean as long as you don't have to face him.

Don't do this to me!

I'm doing it for you.

What do you want me to do?

Go to him honestly and tell him you're married.

He's been locked up in prison for five years

and you want me to go to his hotel room.

Do you think we were all made in heaven like you?

Maybe I understand a man just getting out of prison better than you think.

I, too, have a past.

One I never told you about.

I rode with Quantrill.

I helped rape...

...loot and burn towns.

Do you think you're the only person in the world who has something to be ashamed of?

I always thought of you as the most gentle person I'd ever met.

It's who and what a person is now that counts.

Not the past.

Thank you for saying that.

I'll go and tell him I'm married.

You don't have to tell me you're married.

Somebody at the hotel beat you to it.

Hello, kid.

Hello, Waco.

Well, Reverend...

We meet again.

- I was sure we would. - I wasn't.

I haven't been to church in a long time.

Matter of fact, I haven't been any place for a long time.

- Waco, I wanted to write... - I didn't let her.

I'm sorry now I didn't.

Hmm.

He meant it to be kind.

No matter.

Except all those years studying law...

...a waste.

Wouldn't you say so, Reverend?

If you're sincere...

Oh, I was sincere, all right.

The most sincere convict in the whole prison.

'Cause, you see, I had a plan.

You made it a point to be a model prisoner.

Only way you can work a release....

...is with a lot of gold stars on your report car.

Now tell me he's changed.

With me, nothing ever changes.

You promised to clean up Emporia.

Reverend, I intend to.

I don't, they can send me back to the rock pile

and those stinking law books I used to keep in my cell.

I realize it's a shock to you to find Jill married.

Thing I can't understand,

is how a preacher got stuck with her.

She's rough.

In her own way, as rough as I am.

We're two of a kind.

I'm not like you anymore.

Not anymore.

Just keep saying that over and over.

But look at me when you say it.

Get out. You're filth.

Do as she asks.

Please.

Sure, Reverend.

Oh, it's, uh... a little late,

but I'll see what I can do about rounding up a wedding present, hmm?

Waco.

So long, kid.

Be happy, hmm?

He came to Emporia to do an honest job.

I could see it in his face, and hear it in his voice.

But now he's bitter.

And when he's bitter...

...he's capable of terrible things.

- Can you read that? - Let's see.

"Mr. Ace Ross, care of The Last Chance Saloon, Cheyenne, Wyoming.

- I changed my mind." - Send it right off.

Yes, sir.

Stood right there.

I didn't do nothing.

Didn't do nothing.

Just let him kill him.

Billy Kelly... I let 'em kill you.

May I have a whiskey?

Waco, I'm Rile.

You're the bouncer.

Mr. Gore has been expecting you.

I'll bet he has.

He's upstairs in his office.

I'll see him when I get around to it.

I think you'd better get around to him first.

That's Jim O'Neill.

He's your deputy.

Take that over to the sheriff's office. Pin it on the desk.

All right, come on. Come on.

Hello, Waco.

I'm Dolly.

You sure are.

Hey, what's the big idea?

Only game in town, hmm?

You look lonely.

Now I know why.

Jim?

A box of Waco's stuff came in on the stage.

Go over to the depot and get it.

I ain't the deputy any more.

We've been paying you.

All right, I'll get it.

Errand boy, that's all I ever been anyhow.

You've been expecting me.

Certainly have, Waco.

Glad to have you with us.

Did I say I was with you?

Well, we'll talk about that later, huh?

I'm the sensitive type.

If you want to try to corrupt me, let's make it private.

Well, this is about as private as Mr. Gore gets.

Get rid of him.

All right, Rile.

Another thing you can get rid of is the marked playing cards,

and the rigged wheel downstairs by tonight.

We'd lose a lot of money, Waco.

- "We"? - Yeah, it's like you figured.

I'm cutting you in.

Oh, I like that.

I really do.

About as much as I like the way you cut the Jenner brothers in

for a piece of my hide.

Why, I didn't have anything to do with the Jenners.

'Course you didn't.

You welcome the idea of splittin' your profits with me.

Now you don't care anything about this town.

And don't tell me you do!

I don't know what I care about.

You could rake in a fortune with us.

When I found out I was getting out of the jail house,

I had to make a decision.

Come to Emporia, clean up the place for the citizens...

...or take it over myself.

Flipped a coin.

Heads, the town wins. Tails, I win.

Uh-huh.

And, uh... what came up?

Stood right on its edge.

Hasn't fallen yet.

One way or the other.

When it does, you'll be the first to know.

Now look, Waco, you pull the teeth out of gambling, you're gonna...

Lose. On the other hand...

...I run you out of town, you still lose.

'Cause I wouldn't cut you in for the time of day.

See you tonight.

Rile!

Gore!

Gore, get me down!

Gore!

Gore!

Here, you take him. He's all yours.

Hey, Jim, did you meet Waco yet?

Jim!

You're not gonna be a deputy anymore?

- That's no way to make friends. - Get out of here.

They say that you were in prison for a long time.

Go wake up the piano player.

Your woman didn't wait, huh?

Whoever she was, it shows.

Whoever she was is none of your business.

Put your heart back in your pocket, the pieces might fall on the floor.

The man at the bar wants a sweet tune.

I've decided, you need a friend.

You don't comb your hair the way she did.

I'll let it down.

Excuse me, could I talk to you for a minute?

I'm told you need a deputy.

Forget it.

- Well, I'm pretty good with a gun. - I said forget it.

Who told you I needed a deputy?

Jim O'Neill. He just brought the box of books over for you.

Nobody asked him to do anything.

Well, he didn't mean any harm by it.

What'd he do with 'em?

Where is that rumhead?

He said something about going over to the cemetery.

Well, he may never leave it.

I'm sorry, Billy Kelly.

There was a time when I was as good as you.

Good as Waco, good as anybody.

But I drank her all away.

And you died...

...'cause that hand was shaking so bad, I couldn't even hold a gun in it.

Let alone, shoot somebody with it.

Trouble talking to the dead is you never get an answer.

What did you do with my books?

Put 'em in the cupboard.

See what they was about?

I paid no attention.

So you used to be good with a gun, hmm?

Yeah.

Yeah!

A long dry spell ago.

Long, maybe, but not dry.

No, not dry.

Go on, get out of here.

Go on. Go on home, take a bath and clean up. Shave.

I wanna see you at six tomorrow morning with the cobwebs out of your eyes

and that snivel out of your voice.

Listen...

I quit drinking any time I want to.

I done it... a million times.

It's the last time that counts. Go on, get out of here.

Six o'clock tomorrow morning.

I told you to stay out of here. Now stay out!

Haven't you and your crowd done enough?

I want my girl out of there!

Mr. Gore ain't gonna hurt the mayor's little girl.

I'll kill you if you don't...

- You ain't gonna kill nobody.

Scotty. Scotty, what's going on?

They can't do that to a decent girl.

You mean they dragged Patricia in there and...

No, no. But she's hurt. She's bitter.

She thinks because of what happened she's no good anymore.

Waco! Waco, do something.

- Look, Waco, the man's daughter... - Yeah, I heard.

Well, go in and get her out of there!

Nobody told me part of this job was to play wet nurse.

How can you say a thing like that?

Why, you're as bad as they are!

You knew that when you hired me.

Why would she just walk into a saloon like that?

Maybe she wanted a glass of beer.

Dolly, here, will show you the ropes.

First thing we've got to do is get you a nice, red dress.

You the mayor's kid?

The name is Miss West.

She asked for the job, Waco.

- And got it. - Anything wrong with that?

- Might be. - Now she's old enough!

But is she smart enough?

How smart are you, honey, hmm?

Hmm?

That smart enough for you?

Come on, let's go talk about it.

Where are you taking me?

I'm not going out there to my father.

Course not, sweetheart. Come on.

I guess he likes the way she combs her hair.

Waco sure doesn't waste much time.

I wish he'd waste some of mine.

Ned, no.

If Waco isn't gonna bring her out of there, I am.

Ned, if you go in there with that shotgun,

Gore and his boys will kill you for sure.

They're gonna have to.

Well, well, look what we got here.

- Where's my daughter? - That thing loaded?

Where's my daughter?

- Your kid left. - With Waco.

With Waco?

I was supposed to be the one to show her the ropes as a saloon girl.

Yes, sir, they just sneaked right out the back way.

Scotty, Mr. Gates.

Is she in there?

She's with Waco. I'll kill him.

Waco? I just saw them together down the street.

So help me, I'll kill him.

Mayor!

Where's Patricia?

She was with you.

Couldn't stand the crying.

I wouldn't go in there if I were you. She's in there talking it over.

Who's in there with her?

Nobody. And my advice is nobody should go in and disturb her.

- Not even the reverend? - Not even the reverend.

Well, is she all right?

She seems to think people will look down on her

because of what happened the other night.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

I don't think you could convince a 20-year-old girl of that.

Or you either.

But maybe somebody in there will.

Maybe I misjudged you.

I wouldn't be too quick to jump to that conclusion either.

You're a strange man, Waco.

Nothing strange. I'm as bad as people think I am.

Maybe worse.

Well that's the quickest divorce I ever heard of.

Where are your things, outside?

Or did you leave them over at the hotel?

That's not funny.

Then what's a married woman doing here...

...alone and unprotected...

...with the man she jilted?

I didn't jilt you.

'Course not.

You just thought you could have a husband on the outside

and still keep me on the string all snug and cozy behind bars, hmm?

It wasn't that way.

Then what way was it, honey?

I just came to tell you that I was wrong about you.

Sam was right.

People who wear their colors backwards, usually claim to be right about everything.

When are you gonna turn yours around?

Now look who's being funny.

Somebody at the stage depot saw those books of yours.

My law books?

Not law books.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Drovers. It'll be a lively night tonight.

One of the was a bible.

A Gideon.

Picked it up at a hotel on the way over here.

Another was a seminar on religious precept.

You weren't taking any law course in that prison.

What's the difference what I was doing?

Are you ashamed to admit you were studying to be a minister?

All right!

You do crazy things when you're locked up.

Alone at night.

Too much time to think.

Well now I'm out. I'm free.

I don't have to think anymore. That's all over.

It doesn't have to be over.

You're over.

Aren't you?

All but the remembering.

Well that can end too.

Me, a clergyman.

If I'd written that to you in one of those letters,

you'd thought I'd gone out of my mind.

Maybe I did.

I must've.

Oh, no.

Don't you see? I was trying to do right too.

That's why I married Sam.

Never mind about you.

Just don't get any wrong ideas about me.

Look up a telegram I sent to an old pal of mine by the name of Ross

that I knew in the penitentiary.

Now he's riding in here

and we're taking this town over for ourselves.

Because you found out I was married.

That changed all your plans for a new life.

One thing you ought to learn...

...people talk about changing...

...but they never do.

And I'm glad I woke up before I made a fool of myself.

Oh, Waco, there's nothing foolish...

Get out of here before I forget you're married to somebody else!

Why don't you?

You're still the same too, hmm?

Admit it!

We're both still the same!

Sheriff.

Thought you'd like to know, Patricia's home now.

She's gonna be all right.

Hallelujah.

She owes it all to you, she says.

Nobody owes me anything.

I do.

I'm in love with her.

Things are getting out of hand.

I noticed.

You're not thinking of going over there by yourself, are you?

Man takes a job, he's gotta act like he's doing it.

Wait a minute.

I'll go with you.

Now look, there's a lot of them and only one of you.

Take that rifle back where you got it.

I think you want to die.

Either that, or I'll lock you up till I get back.

Waco, you might not get back.

Might be.

Waco's coming.

I've had my fill of Waco.

That makes two of us.

Same cards?

Same cards.

And the wheel?

Thought I told Gore to change 'em.

Well, I guess he didn't hear you.

Hmm.

Well, what do you know? A real, live Wyoming star-packer.

They give you a name where you come from?

Kallen.

What outfit you with?

Jed Seebow.

You're gonna be sorry you ever heard of it.

Put your guns up on that bar.

Like I was saying,

I don't like marked playing cards.

We'll get fresh ones.

And no readers in the back.

The wheel?

I'll unrig it.

Thank you very much.

All right, outside, all of you.

Look, we were just blowing off a little steam.

Now you're finished.

And we can lock you up and put you away for the night.

Move.

I'll be back for the guns later.

We better get out to that herd before daybreak, or Seebow will have our heads.

That tough, is he?

It'll take more guts than you got to stand up against him.

Well, maybe I better deliver you out to Mr. Seebow personally.

And tell him to keep you and the likes of you out of here.

Now move.

Whoa. Ho!

Didn't know you had enough talent to do it, Kallen.

I told you I'd sucker Waco out here, didn't I?

Thought you was with the Seebow outfit.

There's Mr. Seebow, right over there.

Waco, meet Ma. Ma Jenner.

I've been waiting to meet you.

Scheming and planning on ways to do it.

Ever since you killed my boy, Jeb.

I'll bet you have.

Me and my boys come out to Mr. Seebow's

to ask him if one of his drovers would bring you out.

Kallen sure enough did it.

We figured you wouldn't come to our place,

even if you had an invite.

Go for your gun

and I'll blow five miles of daylight through you.

Take his gun, Kallen.

My boy Pete's gonna put a brand on your rump,

So it'll be easy for people to identify your corpse

when we dump it off in Emporia.

Go ahead, Pete.

- Boys, we'll still put a brand on his rump!

I'll make things good and hot for him, Ma.

- Let him go.

You, Ma Jenner, drop that shotgun.

I'll get Pete and Ike both.

You heard me.

Get out of the way.

I was at the office at six, right on the dot, sheriff.

No cobwebs, eh?

Scotty told me you was on your way out here.

I think you and Pete need branding.

So they can tell you apart from the cattle.

You wouldn't do that.

Maybe you'd like to have your ma do it for me, hmm?

You touch me with that and I'll...

You'll do what?

I'll kill you!

You got it the other way around.

I ever see you or your brother Pete or your ma again,

or any of those Seebow hyenas,

it'll be a long, cold day in a pine box.

Ace Ross.

Yeah. I hear he and Waco used to be thick as fleas.

Sure. That's why he stopped in the sheriff's office.

Was asking about Waco.

I'll find out why.

Sheriff, those men were just here asking for you.

I seen 'em.

O'Neill, you'd better pin that badge back on.

What'd they want?

Trouble, I'm afraid.

I tell you one thing,

we won't have Seebow or his boys around here anymore.

How's that?

Waco told Seebow and his bunch

that the next time they come riding in here,

they'll go riding right back out again in a pine box.

Ross?

Hello, Waco. Oh, these are a couple of my boys.

Real good boys.

You know, back in the penitentiary,

where they kept us jailbirds perched in our little cages,

Waco was king buzzard.

In this case, vulture.

Didn't take you long to get here.

When there's a nice, fat pie all ripe for cutting up,

I don't waste time.

Go ahead and check in. I'll send for you tonight.

Then you got everything figured out?

Nothing we can't handle.

That's just what I told the boys.

Old Waco here, he always picks the real soft spots.

See you tonight.

So those are the hired killers.

Yeah, well, well. Now you know.

Your wife's the type that talks.

She said you'd send for your own personal hooligans.

That's not all she told me.

Reverend, I hope she didn't tell you everything.

- She spoke of those books. - Never mind about those books.

- The good side of Waco. - Well stick around, see the other side.

So, with bloodshed and violence you intend to take over this town.

That isn't true.

Now, a man of the cloth wouldn't lie about a thing like that, would he?

Waco, you came here to tame a town.

Not to steal it.

Good reference. I'm a thief at heart.

Temptation overcame me.

What's egging you two?

I'm sorry I sobered up.

Why? Seeing things too clearly?

Here, this'll buy you another bottle of cobwebs.

You always leave a man where you found him?

I'm glad my Uncle Billy didn't live to see the likes of you.

Me too.

I say we round up as many men as we can get.

All we'll find around here is stumblebums and drunks.

Well, we gotta do something.

I got it.

Jed Seebow's sore enough at Waco.

And so are the Jenner brothers.

If we could get the Jenners and Seebow's bunch to team up with us...

That's all it'd take.

Waco would be fighting a small army.

Waco told me last night he'd send for those killers.

You know, I don't think he intended to do this when he first came to town.

But when he found out I was married, he just lost hope in everything.

I simply can't believe he'd do such a thing.

Neither would I if I hadn't heard it with my own ears.

I didn't think he'd hold a gun to our heads.

Well, I was against him coming here in the first place.

What I'd like to know is what can we do about it?

- We can fight him. - Fight him?

Why, we couldn't even fight Joe Gore.

Quiet! Quiet, please.

I never knew of a gun to wear a man, but it's happened.

I suppose you all know that Waco has imported some hired killers.

Now, when the governor gave him amnesty,

one of the terms of the agreement was that when he got here

we'd be held responsible.

Now we have no recourse.

We put our trust in him and lost.

The purpose of this meeting is to determine what, if any,

action we can take to rid Emporia of Waco and his hirelings.

That would mean we settle for Joe Gore and his hirelings.

That puts us right in the middle. What can we do?

I seldom drink in the daytime.

Nobody twisted your arm.

But the thought of having to go to a funeral tomorrow...

- Who died? - You.

That is, you're about to.

Gloriously.

With a gun in your hand and a crazy comic look on your face.

I don't know why...

...I never could resist having a farewell drink

with a dead man.

And tomorrow, brother...

Tomorrow... the next day and the day after that

- I'll be right here. - Sure you will.

Dead.

Mr. Gore and Mr. Rile rode out of here a little while ago.

When they return, they'll have a few friends with them.

Anybody I know?

Pete and Ike Jenner.

They've been here.

Ma Jenner and Jed Seebow.

And Mr. Gore and Mr. Rile

and a whole flock of fancy gunslingers.

I mention anybody you know?

What's that old saw? "Live by the gun and..."

Tomorrow... Tomorrow at the cemetery, I'll bring you flowers.

But don't expect me to cry.

I've forgotten how.

Mayor!

Mayor!

It's gonna be worse than any of you thought.

It's gonna be the whole Seebow outfit,

along with Ike and Pete Jenner and their gunslinger.

I don't know how many other men.

But Waco and his three hired guns will be wiped out for sure.

- They won't stand a chance. - Neither will we.

Once they kill Waco, they'll take over like they never did before.

Turn this town into a sinkhole of creation.

If you boys linked up with the Jenners,

why, you could turn Emporia into your own personal county fair.

Waco's the blue ribbon, first prize.

All right, 3:30 this afternoon we meet up with Ma Jenner and her boys.

Then we ride into town.

Waco?

I told you I'd send for you tonight.

We decided not to wait.

All right, tie up the horses.

And it ain't gonna be that soft touch you said it'd be.

Maybe you're getting soft.

If we want to fight a war, we'll join the army.

I don't think I heard you right.

We're pulling out.

Try it.

I'm going to.

What are you afraid of?

Some lousy drovers?

Couple of scarecrow farmers? You're staying!

Only if you shoot us in the back.

Let's go.

What makes you think I won't?

Let me have a bottle of whiskey.

Petunias. They keep their fragrance longer.

Waco!

That somebody you know?

Waco knows 'em. Ross and his men.

But they're riding away from Emporia.

That means Waco will be waiting in town all alone.

Come on.

- Hello, kid. - I know about the Jenners.

Seebow and those gunmen that are coming here.

So do I.

You don't think you can go up against them alone, do you?

No, I don't.

Why aren't you running?

Where would I run to?

You could be in Abilene or...

What would I do there?

Well, you wouldn't die!

What's wrong with that?

I'm told death... is beautiful.

Oh, Waco, do me a favor, will you?

Don't become beautiful yet for a while.

That's the whole, big trouble.

I love you too.

Oh... You mustn't say that.

I figure what happens on that street this afternoon

could be the answer to everything.

- You're giving up. - Don't mistake me.

I'm gonna fight.

I'm gonna fight just like my life meant something.

It does mean something.

And I'll take a few with me, I guarantee you.

Why, you haven't a chance.

Did I ever?

What do you think you're doing?

And you?

And you?

What the hell's going on?

Oh, no you don't.

I don't want any help.

This town owes me nothing!

I was stealing it from you.

Right from under your noses!

And I'd have done it, too!

I don't want favors from anybody!

How dumb can you people get?!

I'm not your sheriff.

Look!

You see that?

I'm nothing!

You wanna get gunned down for nothing?

Well do ya?!

I'll go around back. Get Waco from the saloon.

Remember, boys. You, Ike. You, Pete.

It's Waco we want, then we own this town!

Out of the way! Out of the way!

- Waco! Waco! - Why, you...!

That was for Billy Kelly.

You just couldn't wait for that pine box, could you?

- Oh! - Scotty!

Men! Men, listen to me!

Stop firing!

Let's stop this killing!

You've nothing to gain! Your leaders are dead.

Don't listen to him!

Get on your horses and go home.

Go home and don't come back.

You're gonna listen to a, to a preacher?!

This fight isn't over!

I don't know why you people did what you did yesterday.

But if you want to know the truth...

...I don't really care.

The Reverend decided that the time had come to fight.

It was you who made him decide.

Me? Why me?

He couldn't see you standing alone against them.

Not the man who told me to go to church.

I didn't know what else to do with you.

You knew what to do with me.

That's because I can't stand drunks.

You said you wanted to steal a town.

Looks like you have.

What do I want from this town?

This, maybe.

You stepped on it and it's a little bent, but...

...if you want to, you can fix it easy.

Course, you'd have to want to.

He wants to.

♪ Waco ♪

When the vengeance fight exploded

His big guns cut them down

And that day will be remembered as long as there's a town

The people saw one gunman stand and fight an outlaw band

He gave them courage they had lost and they backed him to the man

♪ Waco ♪

Now his job was finished here

As he slowly turned away

A hand reached out and touched his arm

And a gentle voice said, "Stay"

The girl he'd loved forever was standing at his side

And the real man that was Waco lived

And the outlaw Waco died

♪ Waco, Waco ♪

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