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I already thought you snuffed it, Stark.

Nobody lasts more than ten days in here.

You're a tough cookie, huh? Congratulations, my friend.

But I don't think you'll try to escape one more time!

Because next time...

...I'll let you rot in solitary!

Get up, Stark!

Leprosy!

- Stark! - Hi, Warner.

Excuse me for entering through the window.

But I was thinking that maybe it's too busy on the other side.

I'm happy to find you in good health and charming company.

- Get lost. What do you want? - Shut up, stupid bitch. Be quiet!

I'm glad to see you.

I know that they transferred you to the prison of Yuma.

- That's right. - Didn't stay there too long, though!

Eight months.

A shorter stay than you might have expected.

Don't say things like that, Stark.

The instance I heard that they brought you to Yuma...

...I was looking for a way to get you out of there!

I swear it, Stark!

But now I see that you managed on your own.

You took yourself quite some time, Warner.

No, listen!

We were friends, we are friends and we'll always be!

Friends help each other out. Maybe you need something?

You want money?

There you have some!

He killed Warner! He killed Warner!

We caught Stark, Your Excellency. He broke out of Yuma.

He came back to Pueblo Rocko to kill Warner...

...a desperado who supposedly betrayed him.

He killed another four men and also one of us.

A tough bastard, Your Excellency.

We had 15 men out to get him.

What are we going to do with him, Your Excellency?

Stark...

You broke out of prison.

You killed five men, one of mine among them.

- I can't be merciful with you. - I asked you for nothing.

Let's go.

So he refused to come with you, right?

Yeah, Mister... um, Your Excellency.

He also chased us away and threatened us with his gun.

We couldn't do anything about it, Your Excellency.

He's bound and determined to stay with these people.

And if you're sending out others to convince him...

...they won't be coming back, he said.

He's on the territory of the United States, you know?

Wait!

Bring him inside!

You can go now.

Stay.

You can rest later.

Untie him.

Untie him!

Did you change your mind?

I need a man like you. Follow me.

I have an assignment for you.

A deal you will only benefit from. Sit down.

Whiskey or tequila?

What are you drinking?

- Tequila. - Whiskey.

My wife an I, we have a son, Fidel.

He left us...

...to join some band that's lead by a certain Major.

Fidel is a hothead...

...who prefers the life of an outlaw...

...to the riches and the conveniences...

...that his status would grant him.

His mother has no life anymore, her worries drive her insane.

She cries day and night...

...and waits in vain for him to come back home.

I'll give you 5,000 dollars and also your life...

...if you bring him back.

The Major, Charlie Doneghan, I know him well.

My son was deceived. Fooled by someone...

...who made him think of a life of predation and mischief as nice and adventurous.

But we...

...can't live without him.

- Well, you want some nuts? - Yeah!

Take some.

And I'll eat this one!

Now I'll show you how to shoot.

What's up, boy? Got itchy fingers?

No, Sheriff.

I was just playing around with these boys.

Hey, now it's my turn!

Hello!

Long live bride and groom!

Long live bride and groom!

Honestly, I like this party a lot!

Long live bride and groom!

Major! Your hat!

- Nobody moves! - Come on, get lost, kids!

Now the game's turned serious.

Come on, Monty! Get the donkey out of the way.

Why die that young?

My compliments. A great show, Major.

Without this comedy, you would have never managed to steal my money.

That money doesn't belong to you, York.

It belongs to the jerks who bring it to you every night.

As the owner of the local casino you'll surely be happy...

...to pay a little something into the cash box of the civil war veterans, right?

Search him thoroughly. So nothing stays in his pockets.

Sure, sure...

You may also have my watch, if you like.

There, take it...

Hey Major! I've never seen a watch like this before!

You wind it up.

What did you want with that derringer? Shoot me?

York, don't you know that you shouldn't shoot an old soldier in the back?

I should have known that the shot was a signal!

Thanks, my boy!

I'll always carry it with me.

I like watches that show for whom the bell tolls!

Come on, hurry up. We'll get the money and ride off.

Adios, York.

Thirteen! I won! I'm so lucky, I won the jackpot!

I won, Major! I won! I won! I...

Stop it, Pik!

But I want to play a little more.

I won...

I won!

Come on, boys, let's go and cause a little commotion!

Hey, Fidel! Let's go!

Fidel... let's go!

Evening, my friend.

Fidel, come on, let's go! Fi...

You care for a drop? A little sip?

No?

I'd love to, you know... But I have no time.

Don't tell me you care more for those nuts than for me.

No... Never ever, my favorite little nut!

Where is Sheila?

Come on Marco, why don't you take a sip from this?

This is an especially exquisite drop...

Sheila! Where are you?

Sheila!

Come here!

The little missy is quite comfortable here.

Who do you think you are, boy?

One who never had much appreciation for show-offs.

I have to admit, you got guts, my friend.

But I will rip your guts out!

Come on, quick! Go, get the sheriff! Move, hurry up!

Oh, what's going on? Fidel! I'm coming! I'm coming, Fidel! I'm coming!

That was quite a slip!

Peace! Stop it! Stop it, boys!

You're trashing my entire saloon!

And my face, too!

Easy! Easy, boys!

Easy!

Freeze, all of you! I said stop it!

If you don't stop right now, you're all going to jail!

- Let's go! - Who are you anyway?

One who has no appreciation for show-offs.

We can't get away through the door. There!

I said freeze! Stop it!

Let's get this one thing straight: This duck is mine.

And don't you eat it! Are we clear?

Looky here.

My old buddy Stark.

- You managed to break out, didn't you? - Yes, it just took me a little while, Charlie.

Well...

- You still got that old rifle. - Yeah, and you still got your handgun.

Yeah.

The war will never be over for you. Right, Charlie?

As I can see, you assembled a small private army.

I'm a natural born soldier.

But this boozer Grant didn't even make me a corporal.

Back in the old days, I fought wars to enrich the government.

Now I'm fighting a private one to enrich myself.

Where did you find him?

Half way between life and death.

Yeah, that's his specialty, it really is.

You can stay with us, Stark. And I'll make you lieutenant.

- Captain? - No, thanks.

You know, I can't make you a major, that's already me.

I have other plans, Charlie.

Alright, let's drop that subject. You want something to drink, buddy?

Trumpeter!

Beat the tattoo! Move!

Alright now, let's see if you deserve your pay!

- Shall I shoot as well, Major? - That's not necessary, Gunther.

You already shot three men in training.

One dollar!

Redcliff!

Fire!

Bad...

Real bad.

I'm sorry, but you won't be able to afford tobacco and women this time!

Three!

Thank you very much...

Four.

- Seven! - Shit.

One, two, three...

Now it's my turn to shoot, Major. At the ace of spades.

- But you're an 1-dollar-shot. - I need 100 dollars, Major!

I have to send them to my son at Westpoint!

I really have to shoot the ace of spades! Take a good look, Major!

Better go and get the 100 dollars ready!

Now you even blew that one dollar pay.

If only one of my men was able to hit that ace of spades...

Charlie! You owe me 100 dollars.

I will pay you.

- Pik! - Yes, Sir!

- Proceed! - Yes, Sir!

Move, boys!

You'll get your bucks later, don't worry. But it's not possible at the moment.

The cash box is almost empty and I have to pay the men.

You know, Stark...

...keeping a squad like this one going...

...can be a real pain in the ass.

And if you don't pay the men: Goodbye, discipline!

Charlie, would you like to get yourself a million dollars...

...without losing one single man?

- You got a fever? Aren't you feeling well? - Oh, I'm fine, very fine, actually.

It's something I've been thinking about for quite some time.

I need ten of your men.

Go on.

Well, there's a train that goes from Toulsa up to the pass.

A very special train, Charlie.

It only has one wagon and an escort. No passengers.

That's old news, Stark.

I already thought about that, and more than once.

You're talking about the train that collects the gold from the mines of Toulsa, right?

- Right. - And you only want ten men.

You won't get your hands on the gold, not even with all my men.

Listen to my plan.

Between the stations of Glenn and Cedar Rock, there's 50 miles of solitude.

At a certain spot, the rails curve into the mountains...

...and lead directly to the bridge over the Cedar Rock River.

We'll do the following:

We'll remove the rails and lay fake ones instead.

And instead of going over the bridge, the train goes straight into the lake.

Nobody from the escort will survive.

And we have enough time to get the gold.

Two million dollars, Charlie. One for you and one for me.

Howdy, Stark.

What did you tell the Major to make him run around like a madman?

- Shoo, buzz off! - Come here.

You're right.

We must lay the fake rails right here.

- Fake rails? - Shut up and listen!

Alright, Charlie. But there is one problem:

The gold train will arrive in less than a month.

And we have to do two things: I have to inspect the place thoroughly.

- And you have to provide 200ft of rails. - That sure is child's play, isn't it?

I just need one single man.

But one who can use his head, not only his gun.

Then Fidel's your man. Come on!

Bye, Sydney.

This seems like a good place for a rest.

Beyond that mountain chain lies the railroad track.

Your butt seems to be made of steel, buddy.

We're gallopping all day long and you seem even fresher than you were this morning.

I'm dead tired.

Now we'll eat and get a nice bit of sleep.

Tomorrow morning, we take a look at the rails.

If you collect some wood... I'll make us some coffee.

No, listen, I won't raise a finger no more. I'll go to sleep right now.

I don't even want to eat anything.

- But, what the hell...? - Stay calm.

The more you move, the tighter the rope gets.

- Who tied me up? - That was me. At night.

Coffee?

That's a big mistake, my boy.

There's nothing better to start a day with than a nice cup of coffee.

Oh, in case you're looking for your gun - it's over there.

So we're not here to inspect the rails.

Oh, that's a story I made up...

...to lure you away from Charlie.

Now I understand.

- My father sent you. - Yeah, that's right, boy.

I also met your mother.

Why don't you take care of your own business?

But that's exactly what I'm doing. You're worth a lot of money.

You should thank me! At home, you could enjoy your life.

Thanks!

Alright, Fidel.

If you promise to be a good boy, you may untie yourself.

In two days, we're at your home and then goodbye.

No, I say goodbye right now.

If you want to visit my father, you go on your own, understood?

Because... I'll leave you here.

I'll leave you... and I'll go back to the Major.

There's only one way to stop me:

Shoot me in the back.

Then you can deliver my corpse to the hacienda of my father.

It should be around seven o'clock now.

If I ride all day, I'll be at the Major's this evening.

Let's see what time it is.

According to my watch it is...

...two bullets to eight.

Let's go.

Pick up the gun.

Come one.

There's no hurry. Nice and slow.

Take it by the barrel.

Alright, Stark.

But I'm warning you:

The Major won't like this little joke.

- And he never forgives. - Me neither.

Are we going?

What's up?

Come on!

Goodbye, Stark.

If you want my advice, don't show up at the Major's in the future.

He's not as generous as I am, to leave the wounded behind alive.

You're right.

He'd never do that - and me neither.

We wouldn't let a man miserably bleed to death, like you do.

Come on, boy.

One more shot. Come on, finish me off!

You do that in Mexico as well, don't you?

Do it!

Alright.

Alright, Stark.

You saved my life in the saloon.

I'll take you to a damned doctor at Glenn.

Oh, yes, yes, yes, we'll have to amputate here, you know?

Amputate right now!

- But what do you want to amputate? - What do you mean, what to amputate?

The ill is in the leg. There's the ill, here!

But it will die!

Missus, there are lots of men running around with peg legs!

You see, just have to mount the peg leg to the pig, done!

We thought it had an upset stomach, it didn't want to eat any anymore.

We thought you would administer the same medicine...

...as you did with the donkey. - The donkey.

The donkey, that's something completely different. You see...

...a pig's most common spot for infections is here.

Right there in the left glutaeus.

I'm doing precision work here, eh?

- What do you want? - My friend needs a doctor.

My husband's at the Greenwoods, the last house of the town.

Will he be back soon?

- If he starts to twaddle... - May my friend sit down, Misses?

Just come on in. Make yourself comfortable, please.

Sit over there, on that chair.

I go and get the doctor.

Your gun, my friend.

Goodbye!

- Are you the doctor of this place? - Why you asking, young man?

A friend of mine needs your help.

There's no... The consultation-hour is over.

At night, I'm only available for regular customers.

And besides, he's not expecting a child now, is he?

But you are returning from a consultation, aren't you?

What has this got to do with anything? At night, I'm just a veterinarian.

Doctor, my cat broke its leg!

Poor thing. But at least, cats don't cry.

Keep it up, James.

And nobody will ever dispute you job.

James! There's one from the band of the Major!

- Are you sure, Mr. York? - Absolutely! He's got my derringer!

It's him!

Get him! On the horses, quick!

Follow him!

Hurry up, Doctor. Take out the bullet.

Go over to the couch. Lay down.

Now we'll take out the bullet.

Alright then.

Let me see!

Aw, that's nothing.

There is no bullet at all.

- These bullets... - Come on, Doctor, let's not lose time!

These bullets... fly around, go in, go out!

He's up there!

Get off the horses! Take cover!

He's trapped! He can't escape!

Right, but we're trapped as well.

If we poke our noses out, he'll shoot them off.

Stop it, you jerks! It's no use to shoot at a rock.

You want to surrender, bastard? What are you waiting for?

That lightning strikes all of you!

At the foot of the rock!

Freeze! Drop the gun!

- There! - And also the derringer!

You won't pull that trick!

A nice rope's waiting for you at Glenn.

- Come on, get down! - But no, Sheriff.

No rope and no trial! We'll kill that worm right now!

If you wish, Mr. York. He's all yours.

No, he's mine!

- You never give up. Do you, Stark? - Yeah, and you should be grateful, right?

Looks like the wound wasn't that severe if you're moving so laxly.

I talked you into it for so long that you took me to a doctor.

Let's go. Your father and my 5,000 dollars are waiting for us. Take it.

Alright, Stark.

I'll play along.

Yeah, yeah, but I'm suspicious by nature.

The derringer, boy.

Alright.

But better keep your eyes open, Stark. If you blink, I'm gone.

I'm not keen at all on blinking away the 5,000 dollars.

To entrench here, only complicated the situation, Fidel.

One of the four I had to shoot for you, was the sheriff.

And that means we have the state police on our heels from now on.

And if they get us, they'll put us in jail and send us to trial.

So, it's better to lop off.

Which way do you suggest?

The Vulture Pass. Then we'll pass the border...

...by crossing the desert.

Have you gone insane?

We'll never be able to cross the desert!

Everyone will think that. Let's go.

We searched everywhere, Major.

And we have bad news: In Glenn, they are looking for someone...

...whose description matches Fidel exactly!

And what about Stark? Weren't they together?

We don't have any news about him. Strange, isn't it?

Seems like Fidel was recognized and pursued by the sheriff.

The boy seems to be in a real mess.

Come on, make way!

Well...

We best split into three groups.

You command the first group, you the second and I command the third.

- And... and... and I, Major? - You just follow me, wiseguy!

- And now, get lost! - Sure, Major.

Alright, he could have made it as far as Cedar Rock City...

...after he left Glenn. But he could have also gone south...

...to San Antonio. Where is my duck?

There would be yet another way, Major.

He could have taken the Comanche Path.

Across the Vulture Pass, are you insane?

He's too smart for that.

You ride along the river. And you, Gunther...

...you search him in the entire area around Glenn.

And I will scour the entire area up north.

We'll all meet again down there at the railroad bridge.

But where's my duck?

The men are ready, Major!

- Have you seen my duck? - No, Major, haven't seen it.

Mercy, Major! I'll never do it again!

Redcliff!

If you bent just one of its feathers, I'll kill you!

The bridge should be behind those rocks.

And who the hell built a bridge in this area?

One who had the sheriff on his heels, just like us.

And if the bridge doesn't exist anymore?

What are we going to do then? Ride back?

- We can't go back. - Excellent.

We can't go forth and we can't go back.

And what are we going to do then? Settle down around here?

There's the bridge.

It should carry us, but what about the horses?

- We leave them here. Dismount. - What? We go on foot?

- You want to go to Mexico on foot? - If necessary.

It's much more comfortable to ride.

I know, but it's not possible this time. Take off the saddle.

After you.

What are you waiting for?

Walk!

Goodbye, Stark!

Help!

The water does good after all this running around.

You went back to the bridge, right? I knew it.

That's why I destroyed it.

And I also knew that you'd come here.

It's the only shelter within a radius of 100 miles.

And it belongs to a friend of mine.

- What's your plan now? - Just the same.

Nothing's changed. I'll take you to your father, Fidel.

Well, now that I think about it... Something did change, actually.

There is a little difference: Because now...

...I'll take you there all tied up.

Come on!

- I can't go on. - Come on, get up!

It's still pretty far.

Yeah, it's easy for you on the horse.

Did you decide to trust me?

You won't get far - with the stuff I'll have you carry.

Get up.

I'll also walk, Fidel.

There's just enough water for the two of us. And you're no use to me if you're dead.

Why don't we rest a little?

If we lose some more time, we'll rest forever.

Let's go!

This way.

This direction.

- Where the hell is Fidel? - I just hope he's alright!

Come on, stop it! Don't meet trouble halfway.

- No trace? - Nothing.

And Gunther?

- Have you seen him? - No, but he'll be here soon.

Hey, Gunther is coming! He's coming from over there.

Major!

Major, Fidel was recognized in Glenn...

...and persued by four men, the sheriff among them.

But two days later, they brought four corpses into the village.

Then the boy's still riding. No news about Stark?

In my opinion, Stark must have convinced Fidel...

...to carry out the hold-up himself.

That the old crook tried to do that, agreed.

But the boy would never betray me. Come on, let's ride further down south.

It's time to sleep.

If I give you my word that I won't try to escape...

...will you let me sleep one night in peace?

No offense, boy.

But...

...it's just...

...that I feel better this way.

Good night!

And sleep well!

Oh no...

That's impossible...

No, Stark!

You can't kill me.

You'd never miss out on the 5,000 dollars!

Put the waterskin down...

...and walk off.

No.

No, I have the water and I'll keep it!

But you may follow me if you want some!

One to your health and then goodbye!

You're crazy!

Now we'll both die!

But it's less sad to die in good company.

This one's regained consciousness, Daddy!

Good, Jocelyn. And how's the other one?

- He's sleeping. - Hey, Mom!

How are the two? Did they regain consciousness?

Yeah, David. They are fine.

You got lost pretty badly, huh?

Oh yeah, badly.

When we found you, we thought you were dead.

It's insane to venture into the desert on foot. Easy.

At least, we're not the only madmen.

There's a difference.

We're on the way to Cimeron in California...

...where we have a land concession.

In order to avoid a long trip that would have cost us several days...

...we crossed the edge of the desert.

But with two wagons, one of them loaded with water barrels.

For us and for the horses.

- Is that your son? - Yes.

Sadly, I'm a widow.

When they decided to chase us away from our ranch in Texas...

...and we refused to leave, a bunch of gunslingers attacked us.

- I understand. - That's why we're going to California.

Excuse me if I interrupt your conversation, but...

...may I have some water?

Thanks.

Drink.

So we went to sleep that night...

...and the next morning, our horses and the water were gone.

And where are you headed, if I may ask?

We're going to Casaqua.

Fidel is desperate to see his father.

And the guns? Stark, why do you have two and Fidel has none at all?

You know, when we marched through the desert, I dropped mine...

...and Stark picked it up and forgot to give it back.

Right, Stark?

Yeah, that's true.

Here it is, Fidel.

Since you're headed for Cimeron, we could accompany you to the next changing station.

We'll buy two horses there.

Why don't we accompany them all the way to Cimeron?

- We're not in a hurry, are we? - Oh yes, come with us.

Then somebody could show me how to shoot with a real gun.

For starters, I'll show you where you sleep. Let's go, David.

Thanks for the meal and the shirt, Mr. Londonderry.

I'm going to sleep.

A cigar, Stark?

Yes, thanks.

Mr. Londonderry... do you keep watch at night?

I don't think that's necessary.

If some coyote sneaks around here, the horses will wake us up for sure.

Maybe you're right. But I'm suspicious.

I'll sleep tomorrow during the trip.

- Alright, as you wish. - Hey, Ma!

Mr. Stark will keep watch all night!

That makes me sleep better.

If you want, I'll give you a bottle of whiskey!

If I were you, I wouldn't drink it, though. She destills it herself...

Don't you ever do that again, David. Especially at night.

David!

Don't try that again! Go to sleep now.

In all my life, I saw only once...

...that someone drew the gun that quick.

That was when my husband died.

- What do you mean by that? - I'm sure you understood.

It's true.

You're right, I'm a gunslinger.

Do you know what that means?

That I'm being hunted for things that others were too gutless to do.

You seem to talk like that because you want to apologize.

And why?

There are only a few people who can do what I do.

I do everything I like and I'm payed well.

Have you never thought about... quitting?

Yeah, a couple times.

Maybe it would be enough to unstrap the gun.

Maybe.

- Good night, Stark. - Good night.

One moment! Jocelyn!

Yes?

Nothing. Good night.

Our paths... will part here.

We'll buy two horses and ride off immediately.

- Are you really in such a hurry? - Yes, really.

I want you to keep it.

But it's made of gold.

- I can't accept it. - No, no, you have to.

It's a little thanks for what you did for us.

My friend is always very generous, Missus.

- Goodbye, Mrs. Londonderry! - Goodbye!

- Goodbye! - Bye, David!

Goodbye!

- Goodbye, Peter! - Goodbye, Stark!

- Goodbye! - Goodbye!

And this is the end of a big love.

Let's go.

Listen, Stark.

All I drank in the desert was sweat.

Then these good folks had only water.

I could use a beer. Come on, Stark.

It'll do you good, too. I pay for a round.

Agreed. Let's have a little beer.

Go ahead.

- Jaquito! Something to drink. - Yeah, I'm coming.

Look at them.

They seem to be from the fifth cavalry.

If I'm not mistaken, you and Charlie were with them.

Now that's a surprise.

Look who's here. Stark!

The hero from the battle of Atlanta!

Come here, boys!

You don't know him, do you?

But this man is one of the most cowardly deserters...

...and one of the dirtiest bastards among all the soldiers of America!

- You, don't move! - I don't even think about moving.

You shouldn't have done that, Stark.

I'll still feel that punch...

...when I see you riddled with bullets in front of a wall.

Come on, get up!

They will be very happy to see you at Fort Walt...

...where a nice shooting in the back is awaiting you!

It's better that way. That way I won't have to see your face.

Come on, move!

Sergeant, your hat!

Want some coffee, Stark?

Take some!

Too much sugar.

You won't be playing the hero for much longer, Stark.

But sleep now if you can.

It's your last night.

Sleep well, yes?

Damnit!

Quick!

You, come with me! Go, move!

You, guard the horses!

What do you think of this little trick, Stark?

It's not over yet. Hurry up!

No, no! This way!

The prisoner escaped! On the horses, we're going after them!

Damn...

This is the time and place to say goodbye, Stark.

I rescued you from those guys because I found them unfriendly.

I think you'll make it on your own from here on.

Would you please dismount?

I'll leave your horse a little further ahead.

Goodybe...

...my friend.

You honestly thought I'd leave the camp without taking something useful with me?

And give me my stuff back.

You're a bastard, Stark. A dirty bastard.

Come on, handsome.

I didn't give everything to the horses.

I'll take that, too.

Not bad.

We better go back home, Major.

In my opinion, it makes no sense to keep on searching.

If the boy's still alive, I'll find him.

If only we hadn't crashed into the damned Confederates!

We have to rest, Major.

The horses won't make it with the doubled load.

Major! Look at these horses!

- Hello. - Hello.

I need three horses.

- No way. - Oh, I'll pay for them.

- Can't you see that they're draft horses? - They'll do for me, anyway.

I give you 20 dollars for all three of them.

Or do you prefer another currency?

Take the rifle down and get lost.

- Or else, I'll shoot you. - Major! This pistol?

I'll be damned, you're right!

- That's the derringer of Fidel! - Yes, Sir!

Where did you get this pistol?

Who gave it to you?

Mr. Quintana...

- Your son. - Thank you.

Help Dona Sola's son from the horse.

Gonzalez!

Fidel! Fidel! No!

What does this reception mean?

It means that your mission is accomplished, gunslinger.

Here's your money. Leave now.

You may keep the rest.

You wanted your son just to batter him like this?

This bastard is no son of mine!

That woman got him from another man!

An American.

An engineer who came to work for me.

And she, who agreed to marry me...

...me, one of the wealthiest and most powerful men in Mexico...

...already had the semen of another man inside her!

A disgrace!

- A disgrace. - Forgive me! Forgive me.

I should have never told you.

But you forced me to after Fidel left.

Have mercy on us!

Let us go, me and my son.

You will never see us again, I swear!

Let us go!

No, you stay here! And he also stays, forever.

You will see him die, hour after hour.

Let us go!

Hey!

No!

You will have to watch him hanging on this cross until he's dead.

I will cut your lids off, so you can't close your eyes!

I feel sorry for the boy.

But like you said: This is none of my business.

- Bye! - Bye!

Kill the American!

My son!

Son!

Stop shooting!

Don't shoot! Stop it!

Get out, you two, you don't stand a chance!

I don't want to kill Fidel with a bullet, I want to see him die on the cross!

You tell him, American, if you want to save your skin!

I will let you go with your money and your horse!

You don't want to die as well, do you?

Fidel!

The straw bags!

Light them up!

Run away!

Attention, Stark!

Stark!

What do you want?

I want to kill you.

I'll count to three.

With this.

One!

- Two! - Two.

No, Charlie! No!

He was a great soldier.

General Grant just failed to see this.

Goodbye, Major.

What are you doing there?

It's over.

Everything's over.

I'm tired of killing.

What else is there, Stark?

You don't want to tell me that you're riding to this ranch in California.

Good luck, boy.

Stark!

You think there's also a place for me on that ranch?

Why not?

Let's go, Fidel!