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(dramatic intense music)

(gun shots firing)

. 7? Hold on!

Take it easy, come on out and talk it over peaceful.

I'll see ya get a square deal.

- Them skunks don't want no square deal.

They're trying to steal our range.

- Skunks are we?

(guns firing)

Goodbye peaceful.

- What'd you call him?

- Peaceful Pat, his mother raised him not to fight.

(guns firing)

- Fighting's bad enough on weekends.

On Sunday, I oughta wring your necks.

(rooster crowing)

(William whistles)

- Hello, Mother.

- William.

- Gee, you look first-rate, how ya been?

- William, what brings you home?

You wrote me you had a good job

and that everything was going well.

- Yeah, I know, I wouldn't have taken that job

if I'd known there was a cattle war in the making.

When the boys started fighting, I had to quit.

- William, I'm proud of ya.

You're living up to my teaching.

And now you're just in time to take me to church,

that is unless you'd rather rest after your trip.

- Now, Mother, you know there's nothing

I'd rather do than go to church with you.

- [Mother] There you are, son.

- Thanks, you all ready?

- All ready.

- Gee, you look sweet.

(rooster crowing)

- Hey Sheriff, here comes The Hard Hombre

that robbed me and broke my nose, to boot.

- Why, that ain't The Hard Hombre.

That's peaceful Pat, the sturdiest young man in these parts.

- That's The Hard Hombre or I'm a cross-eyed liar.

- Morning, Miss Patton. - Morning, Sheriff.

- Howdy, Peaceful. - Hi, Sheriff.

Say, by the way, do you know of a good job

for a reliable young man?

- I do know of a range foreman's job

out in the Senora County

if you don't mind working for a woman.

- What sort?

- A Spanish widow, ma'am.

Comes from a very fine family.

- William, it isn't every day that you can get a chance

to work for a nice, respectable widow.

- That's right, Mother.

- Her name's Senora Martini.

Head over the Senora County

and ask your way into the old Martini Ranch home.

- Thanks, Sheriff.

(bells ringing)

Still think he's The Hard Hombre?

- No, but it was the old lady who convinced me.

That boy of hers looks as much like that Hard Hombre

as one rattlesnake looks like another.

- Now you get the job with the widow woman.

Then I won't have to worry about you.

I know you're safe and out of danger.

- Oh, I better start right away.

- You'll do no traveling on Sunday.

- Oh, of course not, Mother.

I guess the old lady Martini would be just

as liable to speaking on Monday.

(bells ringing)

(hooves thudding)

(gate squeaking)

(William speaking foreign language)

(woman?? speaking in foreign language)

May I come in? - Well, certainly.

(gentle piano music)

- Gee, that's the prettiest music I ever heard.

- What do you want?

- Good afternoon.

I came after that ranch foreman's job.

- Oh, wait in the other room,

I'll see you in the moment.

- Yes'm.

(door clicking)

- Why, Senora Romero, I have never heard of the thing.

- [Maria] What's the matter?

- A man walks into my house,

makes himself perfectly at home

just because he hears that I need a ranch foreman.

- (laughs) He's very enterprising.

- Enterprising, hmm.

I'll give him a chance to prove it.

I'll send him over to Barlow

to get back the cattle they stole from me.

- Senorita, you wouldn't send that man alone over there,

he could be killed.

- No?

- Senorita, please.

- Senor, do you wish to work here?

- I certainly would like to.

- Very well, you can have the job

and name your own salary

if you can carry out orders.

- I suppose if that's all right with your mother.

- My mother?

I am the Senora Martini.

This is my neighbor, Senora Romero.

- Ah, I'm William Penn Patton.

Could I have my order, Senora?

- Go to the DT Bar Ranch, it's right to the north

and get back 30 head of my cattle from Joe Barlow.

(Maria whispering)

Of course, if you can't get back my cattle when they stray,

you are not the man for the job.

- That's right and if I do get 'em back, I am.

- Have you a gun?

- Oh no. And if I did have, I wouldn't use it.

I draw the line at fighting,

I'll try and get 'em back peaceful.

- All right, adios, Senor.

- You shouldn't have done that, he'll get in trouble.

- Oh, he annoys me.

(hooves thudding)

- [Ranch Hand] What are you doing on this plain, stranger?

- I'm lookin' for 30 head of Martini's cattle.

- [Ranch Hand] Better follow that road to the ranch house

and talk to Mr. Joe Barlow.

He don't tolerate any sight seeing on this range.

- All right, partner.

(hooves thudding)

Howdy, partner, who are you?

- I'm Joe Barlow's boy

and I can lick my way through a wild cat.

- (laughs) Well, that's great.

Is your dad home? - Yeah.

He can lick his way through a grizzly.

- Well, do you want a ride?

- Can I hold the reigns? - Sure.

- [William] There you go, take on ahold of 'em.

- The Martini's man is coming to see ya, Joe.

I sent him around the long way of the road.

- So he wants Senora's 30 head, eh?

- Yeah._ (Joe laughing)

(gun clicking)

Here he comes.

Hold it.

- Howdy!

Is Mr. Joe Barlow here?

I'm from Senora Martini's, I want 30 head of her cattle.

- They got mixed into a shipment I sent last week.

Come on down, sonny.

- I don't wanna get down.

- I'm obliged to ask ya to pay for those cattle

if you haven't got 'em, Mr. Barlow.

- Well, under the circumstances, I can't refuse.

(rooster crowing)

Satisfactory?

- Rather generous, aren't ya?

Did you enjoy your ride, partner?

- The nerve of him.

- Why, who is he?

- The Hard Hombre. (men whistling)

- No wonder you was scared of him with little Joey.

- Ah, he couldn't lick his way through tadpoles.

- Senor Patton, he say he come back

from the Barlow ranch to make your fortune.

- Did he bring my cattle back with him?

- I don't see any cattle, no, Senora.

- I doubt very much

whether he went near Barlow's, show hlm In.

Well, how about my stock?

- Why, Mr. Barlow says he shipped your cattle to market.

- That's enough, I told you

you must bring my cattle back here

if you wanted a job on this ranch, goodnight.

- Goodnight, Senora, by the way,

I suppose I should keep the money.

- What money? - Your money!

As long as I couldn't get the cattle,

I let him pay for 'em.

- That doesn't sound very much like Barlow.

- Oh, he has a reputation.

- What did you do to him?

- Nothing.

- Then how did you get this money?

- I took it.

- Won't you sit down?

- No, thanks.

- You don't smoke.

- My mother doesn't approve.

Oh, I see.

Would your mother very much object

if you had a little glass of wine?

- Oh, I'm sure she would.

- What an unusual man.

Oh, come now, tell me,

how did you get this money away from Barlow?

- I told you.

- Oh no.

You held him up and took it away from him, didn't you?

- He seems right glad

when I gave him a chance to pay for 'em.

- Very well, Senor, goodnight.

- Don't forget, I take charge of your ranch

in the morning, you know.

- I keep my agreement. Just a minute!

Why didn't you walk out with this money

when I wouldn't listen to you?

- Why should I?

(hooves thudding)

- Say, boss, that there Hard Hombre has gone to work

for that Martini outfit.

- Oh, don't I know it?

- Is it worth a month's pay if I get rid of him?

- Two months pay.

- I'll take it.

- Ain't he blood thirsty though?

- Yeah, it's too bad he's gotta go in his prime like that.

- I'll tell the coroner it was suicide.

- Shut up you Rattigan, get out of the way

and give me a chance to make my play.

Hard Hombre is riding this way now.

(men chattering) (hooves clattering)

(gun firing)

- I got him.

(hooves clattering)

Come on and I'll show ya the remains.

(hooves clattering)

- Well?

- Why I saw him fall off his horse with my own eyes.

- You better quit drinkin', man.

- I could've told ya he was bullet proof.

- If he ever finds out. - Hey.

One of you careless cowboys owes me a new hat.

(hooves thudding)

- Has Mr. Patton come in yet?

- Not yet, I'll tell him you're waiting for him.

- I'm not waiting for him.

(water trickling)

(hooves clattering)

- How do, Senora.

- Oh hello, William.

What is it, William?

- I'm gettin' worried about water for the cattle.

Ya know, the range is gettin' pretty dry.

- William, I rely on you to look after my cattle.

You know, I trust you very much.

Isn't there something else you'd like to tell me?

- No, nothing I can think of.

- Very well, goodnight.

- Goodnight Senora.

- William! - Bill's alright.

- William, come here.

After this, you may report to me in the morning

as long as you have nothing to say

that is worth listening to.

- Gee, I'm awfully sorry.

These evenings have meant so much to me.

- I've never noticed

that I ever meant anything to you at all.

(Senora Martini yelps)

(tongue clicking)

- Any orders, Senora?

- That will be all for this evening, Senor.

- Yes'm.

- I say, what men keep for in the evening.

- Well, I couldn't help it.

- No? (laughing)

Are you not the boss here?

- Ah, but you forget the deal I made

when he started to work here,

I said I would pay him whatever he wants.

- Oh, Senora, oh, you need chaperone,

you need an old fashioned doula.

- A doula?

- Yes. - To keep William

in his place? (laughing) - Certainly.

- If you only knew.

Don't worry about William.

He's so safe he isn't even interested.

- Oh, he seemed to be a very enterprising young man

when you hired him.

- I thought so too.

(senora humming)

(hooves clattering)

- You ever see this country so dry before, Juan?

- Si, Senor, about 20 years ago.

All the water was gone from the land.

At first, the cattle bellowed day and night for water.

Wherever I went, they watched me,

asking for water with their eyes.

So one day we shot and shot

till we had no living cow or horse.

Bless me.

- Well, that's not gonna happen to the senora's cattle.

- But what can we do, Senor?

- I got an idea, come on back to the house.

- Si, Senor.

(hooves clattering)

(man yelling in foreign language)

(Maria speaking in foreign language)

- You mean William?

- No, I mean The Hard Hombre,

the outlaw, murderer, renegade, how can we trust him?

- I don't understand.

- Listen, listen for the description.

Five foot 10, blue eyes, good looking,

left handed and pleasant personality.

- That sounds like William.

- William is left handed.

- So?

- If he's left handed,

you are not safe with him for one moment.

- Wanted for five murders including that

of his sweetheart, Maria Guadalupe.

Oh, that can't be William.

- But it cannot be anyone else.

Now, remember, how funny it was when he came here

for work with you the first time?

Say, did he go to town on the pay day

and get drunk like any honest cow puncher?

Oh no, he's afraid he would be recognized.

And remember how he get the money from Joe Barlow.

Now do you think a man like Barlow will give the money,

a man like that, if he was not The Hard Hombre.

Ha!

- There may be something in what you say.

Still, if he isn't left handed.

- I bet you he's left handed.

When I saw that, like a flash, it come to me,

why he come to live here in your house and work for you.

If I go in there,

I get me a nice, pretty, widow, wealthy woman

and I act gently with her

and one night, one night, when she's all alone,

I will go into her room

and then I will strangle her and she cannot scream.

- Oh!

(Marie yells)

- Pardon, Senora, I didn't know you had company.

What's the matter?

- Nothing. - Nothing.

(paper crackling)

- Oh, there's a matter of ranch business

that I've got to talk over with you alone.

- No William, anything that you would have to say

about the ranch, Senora Maria, she can hear it.

- No, I must be going.

- No, you stay here Maria.

No, you stay, please. - I must be going, dear.

- It will be much better, it's too late for you

to go to your ranch house, you stay here with me.

- No, no darling, I will not.

- Stay here with me! - No, I must be going!

- Wait, as soon I say something to the Senora,

I'll take you home.

- No, no.

- Oh, dear, Maria. - Just a minute.

What I've got to talk over with you is very important.

And we've got to settle it right away.

- It's all right, William,

you wait here just a minute, please.

(water splashing)

William, please open that door.

- I don't want anyone to know what I'm gonna do.

- Oh!

Can we sit down?

- No, please.

Just a minute.

(knuckles rapping) - Who's that?

- Come in.

- Senora Maria, she said

I should give you a message right away.

She said she's going right to town

and she will send the Sheriff then.

- That's a funny message.

- Yes, very funny. - Now that we're all alone.

- Oh no, please.

- I wanna get your permission to leave right away.

- What?

- Your permission to go away.

- Oh, I see. Yes, yes of course, you would.

- You see, your cattle are gonna die of thirst

and if I can find a new range for 'em.

Now I know a valley down on the Green River.

- And you want to go right away, don't you?

- I wanna be the first one in there so I can

tie the reigns right up to your stock,

that's why I'm in a hurry.

- Yes, that's a very good reason.

I'll help you get started, eh?

- Now don't you boys worry about the cattle.

Joe bought a lift this afternoon to get range rights

where there's water.

I'll bet he's halfway to Green River already.

- Si, Senora, if the cattle start now,

they may live to reach the Green River.

- I'll ride ahead and get range rights for them.

I'm starting now. - Am I going too?

- Oh no, Martin, you are the only man I can trust

to take charge

and not on the (speaking in foreign language).

You and the boys bring on the cattle tomorrow.

- Si, Senora. Si, Senora.

(hooves clattering)

- Oh, good morning men,

any place I can get any breakfast around here?

- There's a settler's shack right over there,

what's the matter with ya?

Haven't ya got any eyes in your head?

- Thank you, stranger.

Howdy, brother Barlow.

- Howdy.

- Did you know that fella? - Yeah.

That maverick you was trying to get

on the prod is The Hard Hombre.

- Is that really the Hard Hombre?

- Is that's The Hard Hombre?

- Yeah, that's him alright, absolutely deadly

to men and women alike.

- Gosh.

They say that he's done a killing

for every year of his life,

and started in with his own daddy.

(knuckles rapping)

- Morning, how's the chance

for me to getting a bite of breakfast?

- I'm too sick to get any breakfast for a lazy cow puncher.

- I'll pay. (woman groans)

Say, who do I see

about buying the range rights up this area?

- Ain't no more range rights for sale around here.

Them cattlemen's bought up the whole valley already.

(door clicking)

- Thanks.

- Say, he's a right pleasing fella.

Meekest, mildest man that ever lived.

Getting back?

- Here he comes now.

- I'm lookin' for some range rights.

Seems like I'll have to make a deal

with some of you gentlemen.

- You can have what I bought in.

- Count me in. - Me too.

- Don't forget now, I offered mine first.

- I'm sure surprised the way you fellas are so obliging.

- You can have half of mine.

- No, no. That wouldn't seem quite fair to you.

- Did you hear that?

Don't seem fair to you.

That's what he said right before he killed Bill Blythe.

- Get set to dodge.

If he offers to toss a coin,

he'll go in for a coin and come out with a gun.

That's how he got those two men down in Red Rock.

- Don't listen to him partner, you take my range.

And don't forget who give it to ya.

- I reckon there's only one way to decide

who I'll do business with, I'll flip a coin.

Say, what's eatin' you fellas?

Heads I take Barlow's, tails I take the tall guy's.

(hooves clattering)

- Yeah, what would you do with your cattle

if he had taken your range?

- I rather lose my cattle than to lose my life, wouldn't I?

He's bound to kill somebody unless he gets what he wants.

- [Man] I reckon you're right,

he wouldn't be The Hard Hombre if he didn't kill someone.

- Hey you, listen to me, I'll look this range over,

decide on what I want,

we'll talk business after I come back.

- Yes, sir. - All right, partner.

Suit yourself.

- Wasn't that close? (sighs)

(people chattering)

- He'll be back pretty soon.

We better agree on some way to handle it.

- I'll give him a million dollars if I had his nerve.

- If you had his nerve, you wouldn't need a million dollars.

- Oh, you can always find more suckers like us to rob.

- What say we shoot it out with him?

- You can if you want to but me, I've got a family.

- Yeah, if you want him shot,

why don't you do it yourself, Barlow?

(people chattering)

(hooves thudding)

- Fine day, gentlemen, eh?

- If you're lookin' for range, you're out of luck.

It's all took.

- You mean I'm too late to save my cattle.

- That's the size of it.

You might as well go home, Senora.

It ain't very safe up here

anyway with The Hard Hombre around.

- Is he here? - Here he comes now.

- Howdy, Senora.

(hooves thudding)

- Don't let on who I am.

- But they already know you are The Hard Hombre.

- Is she? - Go pick up the lady's horse.

Ain't you got no eyes in your head?

- Yes, sir.

- Ma, Ma, here comes The Hard Hombre now.

- He's got a lady with him! - Yes.

Good evening, sir, I hope you're feeling well.

What can I do for you?

- [Woman] Won't you come in and sit down for supper?

- I'm workin' for this lady

and I want accommodations for her.

- Why of course, certainly.

- Come right in, ma'am.

Supper's just ready.

- Can I do anything else for you?

- Yeah, seein' you're so hospitable,

I reckon you can cook supper for all of us.

- Why, we would be delighted, certainly, come right in.

(people chattering)

- Well, I'll tell ya how it was.

Me and my girl went for a ride one day.

We started racin' on a flat, the horse stumbled,

threw her all over the prairie.

When I got to her, she had a broken leg.

- [Man] What'd you do?

- The only thing I could do.

Pulled out my gun and shot her.

- What the horse? - No, the girl.

- Por que, that was murder.

- The only thing you can do

with a critter with a broken leg,

that's why I was so worried about you

when your horse bolted with ya this afternoon.

- He missed his calling, he should've been a public hangman.

- Yeah.

- Was it you wondering

how I got to be called The Hard Hombre?

- Who, me, I ain't curious about your affairs.

- You know, that's another funny story.

Happened back in San Anton,

my father started to give me a whippin' once.

- What for?

- For killin' a man, of course.

Well, I knocked the old man down

and shot him twice before he hit the ground.

My mother said it took a hard hombre

to do a thing like that.

- [Man] And I once thought I was tough.

- Now, this is your side.

And this is his.

- Goodnight Senora.

Have you gone to bed yet?

- Why, no.

- [William] I got something I wanna say to you.

- Well, William, what a surprise you turned out to be.

- You believe all that stuff I was tellin' at supper?

- Yes, of course I believe you.

I wouldn't call you a liar.

And to think that I bossed you around so much

and never knew who you were.

Is that the gun that you did so many killings with?

- Yeah, that's the only gun I ever owned.

- It doesn't look like it's been used very much.

Let me see it. - Sure.

- Now you get out of here, you disgusting murderer.

You get out or I'll pull the trigger.

- (laughs) Go ahead, pull it.

Ah, let me show ya.

You see with this kind of a gun,

you have to pull this hammer back first,

then you pull the trigger, but not now.

You know, I had something I was gonna tell ya, Senora.

But I've changed my mind, goodnight.

Pleasant dreams.

(stick rattling)

- Mornin', Ms. Patton, here's your mail.

- Mornin', John, thank you.

Come along back after school and I'll give you a donut.

- Thanks. (stick rattling)

- Mornin', Ms. Patton.

- Oh, mornin', Sheriff.

Goin' on a trip?

- No, going up to Green River Valley,

all the cattlemen up there are fighting for water.

There's the making of the biggest range war

this country ever saw.

- Green River Valley.

- We've been here half an hour now.

- The Hard Hombre, what does he want?

- I don't know, he said he wanted to see everybody, pronto.

(people chattering)

- Listen you all, we're gonna settle that range situation

this afternoon over at the school house.

I'm ordering every one of you men to have any range rights

in that valley to attend and leave your gun outside.

Any objections?

That's all for now.

- Hey, when did you fellows start taking orders

from that stuffed shirt?

- Not so loud.

That's The Hard Hombre.

- Hard Hombre nothing, that's Peaceful Patton.

- you're wrong, Peaceful Patton's just an alias he uses

when he's hidin' out.

- If you men will give me enough range for my few cattle,

I'll run him out of this valley for you.

- It's a deal. - Right.

So you're The Hard Hombre, eh?

- Yeah, I'm The Hard Hombre.

- You're a liar and what are you going to do about it.

- Well, I guess I'll have to kill you.

- You better think it over, Peaceful Patton.

I'll give you till noon to get out of here.

If you don't dust out of here by then,

I'll be lookin' for you and I'll shoot on the spot.

- He got away with it.

- That ain't The Hard Hombre.

- We've been buffaloed.

- Well, I ain't gonna wait till this afternoon

and let Abe get all the satisfaction.

- I'll get a rope.

- Say, listen, I'll tell ya what we'll do.

(wagon rattling)

- That's the man.

- I heard you was around this country.

I oughta kill ya and I would if you was any use to me dead.

- Sir, what are you drivin' at?

- You know what I'm drivin' at.

You may be a Hard Hombre alright

but you're gonna keep your promise

and marry my little sister.

And ya better think twice before ya say no.

- Oh, I wasn't gonna turn down the opportunity, partner.

I was just gonna suggest that we adjourn to someplace

and talk in private.

- That suits me.

- Did ya see that?

- This is far enough.

- Now wait a minute, it's against my principles to fight.

- You should've remembered your principles

when you met my sister.

- Now, now wait a minute, I'm, I'm I'm.

(gun firing)

- He is The Hard Hombre.

- Throw that fella in his buggy.

Get in and get out of this valley.

If you ever show up around here,

I won't let you off so easy.

- You big brute!

- Come in the house and be quick about it.

- Come on boys, lift there, come.

Come on, boys, come on.

- [Man] Let's get him in there.

(people chattering)

(wagon rattling)

(William sighs)

- That was a tough job.

- How did you do it?

- You're always tryin' to find out how I do things.

(William sighs)

Huh, time to go out and shoot it out with that guy.

- William.

I don't want you to be killed.

- Thank you, you're the first person I've met so far

that doesn't wanna see The Hard Hombre killed.

I'll remember that after the shootin'.

- Oh Bill.

(door clicking)

(William laughing)

(hooves thudding)

(William laughing)

(men laughing)

- We'll all go over to the school house now, men.

Come on, Senora.

(people chattering)

Ah, you carry two of 'em, huh?

Look at how I missed that, oh, nevermind.

(knuckles rapping)

The first and only meeting

of the Green River Cattle Association

will now come to order.

- I'm tellin' ya, I'm not.

- Do you hear me, Barlow?

- All right, Mr. Chairman.

- Now here's the valley,

here's all the worthwhile sections that can be cut up into.

There being no objections from the map committee,

the next thing will be to divide

it up among those interested.

- [Man] But who gets what?

- Regarding that, I'm gonna be guided by the Golden Rule.

Ladies first, Senora Martini, come up and take your pick.

- But I don't know which to pick.

- Me, being the Chairman, I can't advise you.

But I did notice the section that has the best bottom land.

There's an agreement whereby you guarantee

to keep your stock on your own range, sign here.

Right there, please.

(carriage rattling)

- You folks seen anything of William Penn Patton?

- [Man] Never heard of him.

- He might be down at the schoolhouse.

The Hard Hombre's holding a meeting there.

- Thank ya.

- Sign here, partner.

- We was the first ones here, we oughta got more.

- But, Barlow, it ain't my fault

if you was unlucky on the draw.

Are you lookin' for trouble with me?

- William Penn Patton, you come right home with me.

- Peaceful Pat.

(wood crashing)

(hooves thudding)

- [Man] Come on, we'll pick up the tracks!

(hooves thudding)

(people chattering)

- There ain't no sign of him around here, Barlow.

- No, he's plum disappeared, let's go.

(hooves clattering)

- [Man] Who you running from?

. Me, running?

- [Man] Yes, you.

- Oh, it couldn't've been me.

- [Man] What was them fellas chasin' you for then?

- Oh, yeah, we made a bet, I bet they couldn't find me.

- Get on your horse.

- Where you takin' me?

- I'm takin' you back to collect your bet.

What you lookin' at?

- Do you always do things left handed?

- Yeah, and I'm sensitive about it.

- So am I. I'm left handed too.

- Oh, you are, are ya?

I came up here lookin'

for a left handed waddy that resembles me.

- Nah, I don't think there's any resemblance.

You're a lot better lookin' than I am.

- Nevermind that, get goin'.

- Think you'll have any use for that?

- I'm hoping they bring him back here.

- So you're the Widow Martini.

I should've known better than to let my boy go to work

for a woman as pretty as you.

Now see what happens, making him pretend he's the bad man,

getting him into trouble for the first time in his life.

- He was getting away with it

until you started to take of him,

now if anything happens, you'll be to blame.

- Why, they won't do anything to him now.

They know he's not The Hard Hombre, will they?

- Hm, they'll do everything they were afraid to do

when they thought he was The Hard Hombre.

- Well, if he gets out of this safely,

I'll never interfere in hls affairs agam, never.

- They're coming back.

He must've gotten away.

- Maybe, maybe they shot him.

Where's my boy?

- I don't know, ma'am.

Last we seen he was going like a bat out of-

- Hey, ain't that him coming over there now?

- That's him all right. - William!

Oh, William!

- Howdy, Miss.

I seen you fellas out trying to round up this waddy.

Sol brought him in, what's he done?

- Beat us all out of our rights on this range, that's all.

Who are you?

- Did you ever hear of The Hard Hombre?

- (laughs) I suppose you came up here to get your hands

on the man that's been trading on your reputation.

- Yeah, have I got him?

- You've got him.

- Then I'll take care of him too.

- [Man] Now we're gonna see hlm spread loose.

- Get down.

- Yeah but I was only just trying

to have a little fun with the boys.

- Get down.

- No way, I was only havin' a little joke.

- Don't you point that gun at my boy, it might go off.

- [Hard Hombre] Ow, let go.

- Keep your hands off my mother.

(blows thydding) (gun fires)

(men chattering)

Get over here!

(gun firing)

- Two!

- Come on!

(gun firing)

- That's three, Milt.

- Yeah, three more to come, Barlow wlll leave this place.

(shot fireg) (man grunting)

- Four - Two more comm.

(blows thudding)

(men grunting)

- Oh, my poor boy, my poor boy.

- William, get up!

(body thudding)

(blows thudgling) (men grunting)

- Good boy, William, good boy!

- Give it to him, give it to him, William!

There you go, William!

Not today, bueno!

- Now you get up and apologize to my mother.

- Wonder what became of them two shots he had left.

- Come on out all you men

and come with your hands in the air.

- Look what he done to The Hard Hombre.

- What's going on here?

- Can't you see, we're being persecuted by Peaceful Pat.

- [William] I ain't tryin' to persecute nobody.

I'm trying to enforce a range agreement.

- What agreement?

- I have it, here.

- Say, that ain't legal, he forced us to sign it.

- I don't believe that Barlow, everybody knows

that Peaceful Patton wouldn't threaten any man.

- I reckon you've saved the cattle, Senora.

It's too late for you to start back to town, Mother.

You better come with us

and I'll get ya fixed up for the night.

- It's The Hard Hombre, who did this to him?

- Why, Peaceful Pat.

(men laughing)

- He wouldn't threaten any man.

(men laughing)

- So The Hard Hombre's your boy.

- No, my boy isn't The Hard Hombre.

- Who is he?

- My boy is the man that licked The Hard Hombre.

(hooves clattering)

- Why, William, or Bill.

- That's better.

(upbeat music)