Original subtitles

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

[RIDERS APPROACHING]

It's awful damn quiet.

I don't like it.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

He don't like it either.

- Where do you suppose everyone is? - I don't know and I don't care,

as long as they stay there.

[TENSE ORGAN MUSIC]

Freeze!

Everybody cooperates, nobody gets hurt.

What the hell is going on?

Look sharp, boys.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

He wants to vamos.

Me too.

Did you say vamos? Is that what you said?

You still want to vamos?

Ha, ha!

This is our lucky day boys. The one I have been waiting my whole life for.

Yeah, ho!

- Are you nuts? - Yes, I am... come this way.

Yes, I'm nut. No...

easy now, don't get too much... easy now, easy.

Go and get it. Go and get it. Fill those bags.

- Fill 'em high, boys. - Most 50's and 100's.

Don't take anything smaller.

Your first job, you'll be able to retire.

- Now I can buy that farm. - What do you want to do Buck?

I'll go sit in a rocking chair and go fishing rest of your life. What about you?

Give fifty dollars to ladies. Be broke in a week.

God damn lie. One month, maybe, but not a week.

- Mine is full. - Mine too.

There's plenty more boys. Don't be bashful. In your shirt.

In your panties. In your panties.

Under your hat.

Step, step, step. This is the pro fisher's moments.

Little shy there, son. [CHUCKLING]

Come on. [CHEERING]

Not a person. Not a sound

Maybe it was some kind of epidemic.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

He said maybe a siesta.

Tell him that this is the United States, and we got better things to do with our time,

than lying around on our asses in the middle of the day.

- Oh, shit! . - What's the matter?

Up there.

[TENSE ORGAN MUSIC]

Let's keep going, as if nothing was wrong.

[MUSIC INTENSIFY]

- Yeah! - No!

[RIFLES FIRING]

No...!

You alright?

Stay there.

What is it? Something wrong?

A nightmare.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

He says, serve you right, for eatin' all that chilli.

We got a busy day tomorrow. Quit your gabbing.

- Buck. - Yeah?

Think there's enough money in that bank to make it worth while?

Yes.

- What was that dream about? - Nothing.

- You mean you don't remember. - No.

- It must have been somethin' pretty awful. - I don't remember!

Go to sleep!

I'd never robbed a bank with a virgin before.

A double break. His first raid and never been laid.

- Give the kid a break. - Don't bother me anything.

Graham knows some girls, who gladly settle the matter. Right, Graham?

- Why don't you gave your ass a chance. - That's enough.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

He says you sound kind'a edgy.

[HORSE WHINING] Oh!

Easy! Easy! Whoa, boy. Whoa.

No...

How did it happen?

Shock hole.

[GUN SHOT]

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

[CLOCK CHIMING]

[LOCK DOOR]

Quiet.

[KNOCKING]

[CONTINUE KNOCKING]

We saw you at the window, ma'am.

[UNLOCK DOOR]

- Beautiful place you have here, ma'am. - What it is you want?

My associates and I are on our way to an important business meeting in Gladstone City.

Unfortunately, this gentleman's horse broke one of it's leg a few miles back.

We need a horse. Got any?

We pay top money. Well?

I'm afraid I don't have any horses for sale or otherwise.

- What's the barn for? - Horses.

The couple who work for me, have taken them to town for the day.

[LOUD BANGING]

What do you suppose that is? [SPEAKING SPANISH]

We also keep cows in there. It was a cow.

I'll go, have a look.

Now, if he finds a horse in there, you're gonna to pay a little fine for lying.

A little penalty. [SPEAKING SPANISH]

- You speak Mexican? - Thankfully no.

Well?

Well?

There is no horse in that barn.

But something kick the stall. We all heard it.

Like she said, it's a cow.

There isn't another place between here and Gladstone City where we might get a horse.

We can't go on ridin' double.

Looks like you miss this one, Graham. - Damn, I really hate to do that.

I know, but that's the way it is. You wait here.

We'll grab a horse out of town, and pick you up on the way back.

Can we do it with just four?

If I had any doubts, I'll call it of.

He don't get no share.

I'll divide it four ways. Those who wanna give him something can!

[LOUD BANGING] [SPEAKING SPANISH]

He says he's never heard a cow kick a stall like that way before.

Neither did I!

- You saying I'm a liar? - I ain't saying nothin'.

I'm going over to that barn and have a peek,

on the chance you might have over overlooked something.

If you take one step towards that barn, it's the same as calling me a liar.

I can take that bank with four men. But..

I can't do it with three...

- We'll continue this conversation later. - Whenever you like.

It's noon now.

If everything goes right, we should be back here by three o'clock.

- I'll be ready. - She heard everything.

- I'll keep an eye on her. - I'm sure you will.

Ma'am.

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

That horse in the barn is my dearest pet. Thank you lying.

No man with an ounce of regard for women would have done less.

Very nice.

The house.

Thank you.

Reminds me of the many fine mansions before the war, including my own.

I take it, you're no always an outlaw.

I was a colonel under General Lee.

Returning to find my home destroyed. Business...

Caught one of the carpet beggars in the act and...

shot him.

Forced me into this present way of life. Forgive me.

Oh, there's no need to apologize.

Who lives here besides you?

Just Edna and Sam, they tend to the place, but they're off today.

They have gone to town.

- Your husband? - He's gone too.

Where and how long? - He passed away two years ago.

- My condolences. - Thank you.

I'm sorry to do this, force of habit compel me to search the house

to make sure no one else here.

I understand. If you like, I'll lead the way.

If you would be so kind.

[LOCK DOOR]

♪♪

The palor.

♪♪

Oh, sorry...

♪♪

That leads to the kitchen.

- What sort of a room is this? - The music room.

♪♪

The room has not been used since my husband died.

♪♪

Just a minute.

- Where does that door go? - The cellar.

[GLASS BREAKS]

I keep preserves in that corner. Sometimes the jar explodes.

- You see? - Yes.

Then, let me go.

Sir...

Yes?

I would appreciate it, if you unhand me.

My apologies.

For a moment in the dark, I was transported to another time, with someone I hold very dear.

I suggest we resume our tour.

♪♪

- How many rooms? - I never counted.

- I prefer you not to go in here. - Why not?

- Personal reasons. - What kind of room is it?

- I give you my word, there is no one in there. - What kind of room is it?

A bedroom.

I don't doubt your word, but if I don't see for myself, I won't be able to relax.

Where is the key?

It's a shame to damage such a great piece of woodwork.

All right.

[UNLOCK DOOR]

After you.

Open those

That one too.

- Who does these belong to? - Don't touch them!

- Who do they belong to? - My Mr. Starbuck.

- Who is he? - My husband.

- You told me he passed away. - He did.

But why are his things laid out?

Mr. Starbuck died on the way from town one evening.

His things were lying there, just as they were that night.

They have not and they will never be disturbed.

How can you sleep in that bed without disturbing them?

I haven't slept in that bed since the day it happened.

Now, if you don't mine, I would like to discontinue this conversation.

You don't want to be reminded of it, why do you want to keep this room like a museum.

You are a beautiful woman...

locked away in the bloom of your life.

It's a crime against nature.

What happened to the gentleman? The Chivalry?

First law of chivalry is to rescue ladies in distress,

and I have never met a lady more in distress, than you.

Your concern is misplaced.

My life is a happy one. It is pleasing to me.

Then, why are you crying?

I'm sorry. Are you alright?

- I feel a bit faint. - Can I get you something?

There is a little brandy in the library.

Be right back in two shakes.

Glad to see you feel better.

Put hands up.

[SNIFF] First rate.

Mr. Starbuck taught me to use this. I learnt well.

Say when.

Your husband was a lucky man.

Unbuckle your gun belt, and drop it.

Do as I say.

Sit there

Hands on your head.

Stop rocking.

Yes, ma'am.

If move as much as a hair, I shoot.

Yes, ma'am.

If you think you make me uncomfortable enough to lower my guard,

You're in for a big disappointment.

- I have no such intention. - Then, why are you staring at me?

You told me you'll shoot me if I touched a hair.

It does not include your eyes, you may look where you wish.

Thank you ma'am.

- You're still staring at me. - You told me I can look where I wish.

Anyway, but at me.

Been a long time since I slept in a bed like tthat

The gray-haired gentleman in the picture, your father?

That gray-haired gentleman is Mr. Starbuck. My late man.

Guess my eyes are not are not what they use to be. I took him to be...in his late 60's.

He was 45 when he died.

My eyes are worse than I thought.

They provide you with spectacles, when you get to prison.

Have you figured out how you're gonna get me there.

No.

My friends will be back at three o'clock.

If they find us like this, it will be very embarassing for me.

And very dangerous for you.

Well don't worry. I'll think something.

- You know what I think? - No, and I don't care about it.

I think you already have a plan.

You think you expect company.

I think you expect him to knock on the door at any moment

- You just play acting with me until they do. - Think what you wish.

I don't think it. You know how I know it. You're blush.

- Your cheeks are turning red. - Be still.

- Deep red. - Shut up!

Get redder all the time.

Oh!

[BOTH STRUGGLING]

What are you doing?

Make sure you don't have any other weapons.

[STRUGGLING CONTINUES]

[SKIRT RIPPING]

Whoa!

Oh God!

Enough!

If you're so depraved, you'd inflict your desires on an unwilling body,

then proceed.

Not yet. No matter what you do, I won't stir.

I was about to close my eyes.

I will not open them again, until you're through.

Huh!

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- It's Reverend Cabot. - No sound.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

If I don't go down, he will come in and see what's wrong?

- Then he's a dead man. - He has five children.

- Let me go down and send him away, please. - You'll signal him, or try to run off.

I give you my word.

Like you did before, when I went for the brandy?

I didn't give you my word then. Now I do it.

Let me go to the door and I'll send him off

without signaling, or running away, so help me god

And you come back here, of your own free will?

Well?

Yes.

[KNOCKING CONTINUES]

Remember the five children.

[BLOW KISS] [KNOCKING CONTINUES]

Good day, Mrs. Starbuck. - Good day reverend.

I was beginning to worry about you. - I was lying down.

Fact it, I wasn't feeling very will.

I wonder of we could postpone our meeting to another day

By all means.

- Would you like me to fetch a doctor? - That's not necessary.

- You do look a bit feverish. - Oh, it's nothing.

- Are you sure? - I'm positive.

Well I'll be going then. I hope you'll be feeling better.

Thank you. I'm sure I'll be.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Reverend... - Yes.

[GUN COCKS]

- What it is? - I'll see you Sunday.

God willing. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

♪♪

- The reverend's gone. - Gave you every chance to get away?

Because I promised, and I always keep my word.

Three cheers for you.

And now if it is your intention to take me against my will, I'll just roll,

not to ruin my clothes, and get this filthy business over

- as quickly as possible. - No.

You don't want me to disrobe?

Nothing is goin' to happen to you.

You have a change of heart, praise the Lord.

Tempted to let you believe that, truth is not so pretty.

- I don't understand? - Just as well.

- Is it something you like to talk about? - No.

Sharing problems often lightens them.

Even if I wanted to talk about it, I couldn't put them into words.

Try.

I can't get it up.

Pardon me?

I am in capable of getting an erection.

You know what an erection is?

See, you're shocked.

- I am not. - Yes, you are.

No no. Please go on, please.

For seven years,

since the one I loved passed away,

I have been unable to perform the sexual act.

About a year ago, I gave up. I resigned myself to being a eunuch.

- You know what a eunuch is? - I believe so.

Then we came to this house,

and you appeared.

When I saw you...

I felt something stirred me... which I never thought would stir again.

The look of you, the touch of you, made me burning with desire.

Then the reverend knocke on the door, and the moment was gone forever.

Oh...don't!

- That's the only way. - You do not know.

- Let go. - Do not give up.

- Let go. - You can not give up.

Wait.

You right?

- Shush. - What is it?

The feeling I had before the reverend knocked...

I think it's back.

There you see. Never lose hope.

- It won't last. - Yes, it will.

- I know it won't. - Try.

- I can't. - You must. Please.

Uh...it's no use.

Let me try.

But it won't do any good.

How was that?

Its better. Keep doing it.

♪♪

What's your name?

Graham Dorsey.

Graham Dorsey, that's nice.

- And yours? - Amanda.

That's nice.

- Graham? - Yes, Amanda?

- I think I'm in love with you. - Me too.

I lied to you before.

Mr. Starbuck was 67 when he died.

Why did you marry an old man?

I came from a poor, but prominent family in Boston.

Mr. Starbuck was looking for a wife.

Friends introduced us, and voilà.

Damn.

Are you sad again?

Why?

First, because we only have two hours left.

Second.

Maybe the cure you have, is only temporary.

I can't do anything about the time. - Maybe it don't matter.

Graham? Graham.

[LAUGHTER]

I see a sailing ship.

- Where? - There.

I see a castle.

No.

Terrace, draw bridge and everything.

Where, you mean that?

Looks more like a bank We once robbed in Oklahoma.

I bet you've robbed a lot of banks.

Oh yeah. A lot.

- Any famous one? - Sure.

I've never heard of The Buck Bowers Gang till today.

That's because old Buck is shrewd.

The more famous the gang get, the sooner they get caught.

So whenever we pull a job, we blame it on James, or Daltons.

But they'll go into history, and you will be unremembered.

Who cares about history?

Any how, it's the present that counts,

and I can't think of a sweet present, than now.

Neither do I.

If I should die this minute...

I wouldn't care a bit.

Well if it's all the same to you, I rather live,

which I won't be able to much longer if I do not get something to eat.

Come with me.

Wait, just a moment.

Whoa! [LAUGHTER]

Are you alright? [LAUGH] Yeah.

My hero! [LAUGHTER]

I fooled you!

You said you were hungry.

Your husband was quite a dresser. - Help yourself to anything you like.

I'll go and prepare something to eat.

♪♪

Hello?

Here, in the dining room!

I'll be.

Wow we yourself.

[CHUCKLE] ♪♪

Ma'am.

Sir.

To the civilised, who have redeemed my life.

I beg your pardon?

To these few hours, which you have redeemed my life.

You were saying?

To these few hours, which you have redeemed my life.

[GLASSES CLINK]

- Do you mind I begin? - No, no, please do.

More chicken? - No thanks.

- More wine? - Yes please.

- Oh, I forgot the napkin. - Not necessary.

- We only have one hour left. - Yes.

Suddenly I feel very sad.

It's time for that later.

You're right.

Come with me. Come on.

- What are you doing? - I'm resuming my life.

I'll give you a hand.

- Are you ready? - For what?

We are going to dance.

♪♪

Why must we part? Why don't you quit the gang and stay here?

I'm a wanted man.

We could live in Boston, Europe, any place in the world.

- I don't have money. - I do, Mr Starbuck left me a fortune.

I could never allow a woman to support me.

Well, it would only be temporary, until you entered some business.

I know you will succeed, no matter what it was.

There is a business I've always had a secret to be in.

- What is it? - Bank.

I'm serious.

Before you rob a bank, do you need to study it carefully.

Over the years, I have been fascinated by banks.

I do have relatives in the highest banking circles in Boston.

Wouldn't you miss the gang. The excitement of the outlaw life?

Maybe, but I am willing to take the chance.

So am I.

- Stop. - No

- Please! - No.

- I could fainting. - Go on.

Oh, darling. Oh my god.

- What is it? - I hear something.

It's Cody Taylor. He lives on the nearest farm.

Seems to be in a hurry.

He's turning in here.

You should have seen it, Mrs Starbuck. I have never seen anything like it.

Cody, say it as simply and as quietly as you can.

They robbed banks. Four men. At least they tried to.

But somebody started shooting. It was like 4th of July.

Everybody blasting away, and people bleeding and running away.

A Mexican killed, shot right between the eyes right here.

The rest of the gangs, what happened to them?

They were captued. They will hang at five o'clock this afternoon.

- I have never seen a hanging. Have you? - No.

That's why I stopped. I was on my way to fetch my folks.

Just thought you might like to see it too.

That's very kind of you, Cody.

Triple hanging. You better hurry up, or you'll miss it.

I know how you must feel.

You do look very unhappy.

Like they say, it's an ill wind that don't benefit somebody.

I fail to see who benefits from this. - We do. You and me.

With the gang wiped out, I can stay here.

I'm shocked that you take the fate of your friends so lightly.

In the outlaw game, you learn to be realistic, and not cry over spilled milk.

In this case, the milk isn't spilled yet.

- I don't follow?

They will not be hung until five o'clock. There's still time for you to do something.

Such as?

I don't know. But surely you won't let your firends die without raising a hand?

Hell, the nigger hates my guts, and I never laid eyes on the kid until three days ago.

What about that Buck Bowers? You must have some feelings for him.

Oh, I like Buck alright, but not enough to commit suicide.

Which I would be doing that if I went into town.

- You're saying that for my sake. - No.

Yes you are. Your heart is breaking for Buck Bowers,

but you're denying your feelings out of love for me.

You are right.

If it weren't for you, I would try to save them, regardless of the odds.

- Go. - What?

Forgive me and try to save them.

You'll never forgive yourself, and end up hating me because of it.

- No I won't. - Yes you will. Now go before I weaken.

- I don't have a horse. - You can use my horse, Belle.

- Your favorite pet. I wouldn't dream of it... - I insist. Now go!

Be careful.

♪♪

- Good luck. - I will do my best.

Oh God!

Your clothes!

You forgot to change you clothes!

Alright horse. Now you and I are going to find a cozy meadow,

and take a nice long snooze.

[GUN SHOTS]

♪♪

Oh my God.

"DOCTOR FINGER - DENTAL SURGEON PAINLESS EXTRACTIONS"

Take off your clothes.

Your clothes, get them off!

Not bad. Turn around.

♪♪

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Whoa. Good day.

Can you direct me to the nearest town?

You got your nerve showing up in these parts again.

Must be some mistake.

You're damn right, and you're the one that made it.

Doctor Finger.

For removing gold teeth from people's mouths,

and replace them with cheap subtitute that didn't last a week,

I sentence you to a year in prison.

- I'm not Dr. Finger. - Take him away.

I'm not Dr. Finger!

"BANK ROBBERY THWARTED.

GLADSTONE CITY BANK HELD UP BY BUCK BOWERS GANG."

How are youl?

You sure had us worried.

How long have I been like this? - Two days.

Go open the drapes!

What have I missed?

All are dead, most people and outlaws, been laid to rest.

What about the one in the dress suit?

One of the gang told the sheriff he was here

and they were heading this way when they ran into him.

- Do you have something to attend to? - Why, no?

Yes, I have. Excuse me, ma'am.

What is it?

Well...

That man in Mr. Starbucks clothes...

and you in that ball gown...

plus the way you fainted at the sight of his body...

I'm not ashamed of something I've done.

Now, It's alright for Sam, me, and the good lord,

But how are you gonna convince all these other people?

You tell Sam to take the carriage out. I'm going to town.

[INDISTINCTING CHATTERING]

[HORSE SNORTING]

Good morning, Mr. Hall. - What can I do for you?

- I like some stamps, please. - We don't have any.

What do you mean you don't have any? What kind of a post office is this?

It's a post office of the United States Government.

Founded on an uncompromising respect for God and the Ten Commandments.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

You got your nerve.

She about to shed a tear.

The more you cry, the less you pee dearie.

Which one gave you the best ride?

How was the Mexican?

[SCREAM]

It maybe as you say.

That I desire to be punished.

But if so, let it be for the right reason.

The man in the tuxedo was Graham Dorsey.

I never saw him before that day, and I will never see him again.

But I loved him...

just as deeply and completely as a woman can a man.

And I'm not ashamed to say it.

Those few hours made my life worth while.

I would not undo them or trade them, for anything in this world today.

Regardless of what happens here.

Now.

Do their worst.

- What happened? - Never mind that now. Start packing.

- See anything? - Nothing so far.

- Well, keep your eyes open! - I am! I am!

Here, let me do it. Let me do it.

Here they come.

Here they come. They're coming.

[GUN SHOT]

We come in peace.

I don't care how you come! Get off my property!

Haven't you done enough to this poor child?

We are here to apologize for our behaviour this morning.

Don't you come and closer.

Like the reverend said, what we done was wrong.

We don't approve consorting with lawless, but we do admire honesty and guts.

And you showed enough of both this morning.

What you said about loving him...

regardless of the consequences...

makes me cry when I think about it.

This is Mr. Foster, a writer from New York city.

I happen to be passing through town and had the good fortune of hearing what you said this morning.

Like everyone else, I was moved by it.

With your permission and cooperation...

I would like to do a book on the entire experience.

Share that with the rest of the world.

- I am ordering my copy now. - Congratulations.

I can't wait to read it.

Where would you like me to start?

The every beginning.

I heard horses.

I looked out of the window and saw five riders coming along the road.

Little would I know my life would be affected by the one riding double.

- Graham Dorsey? - Yes.

Describe him.

Tall. Good looking.

- How tall? - Very.

- How good looking. - Extremely.

♪♪

"NINTH PRINTING NOW IN STOCK"

- Mornin' fellas. - Good morning, Mr Hiram.

- What have you got? - Have you read this?

Who hasn't.

You remember the book when Amanda talks about the waltz they danced to?

- Yes. - We put words to it.

- Let's hear it. - Okay.

♪ Some have a life time ♪

♪ Some just a day ♪

♪ Love isn't something you measure that way. ♪

♪ Nothing's ever forever, forever is a lie. ♪

♪ All we have is between hello and goodbye. ♪

♪ It's not how long the spring ♪

♪ It's not how wide the sky ♪

♪ It's just how sweet time is ♪

♪ Between hello and goodbye. ♪

♪ Some have a life time, some have just a day ♪

♪ Love isn't something you measure that way ♪

♪ Nothing's ever forever, forever is a lie. ♪

[IN FRENCH] "If you still want to curse you against me..."

"Should I take off my clothes so they are not ruined..."

"so we get done with this dirty one work as soon as possible."

[IN ITALIAN] "When our passion had cooled a bit, we lay next to each other."

"I think I am in love." "Me too. said Graham."

Speak a little louder, thanks.

[IN CHINESE] "His breath on my neck, his hand on my chest..."

Stop reading!

That book is still strictly forbidden!

[IN ENGLISH] "Ever year of the Pacific Union train robbery?"

"Rock Creek Bank holdup, the Northfield raid..."

"The Diablo Stagecoach job Graham asked."

"Yes, I said."

"But I thought James the brothers, and Daltons did all those things."

"That's what everyone thinks, Graham said."

"But it was really us, The Buck Bowers Gang."

[CHUCKLING]

What's so funny?

That's all bullshit.

Hey, just so happens,

I rode with Buck Bowers Gang when they pulled some of those jobs,

and Graham Dorsey was one of my best friends.

Now, what have you got to say?

That's good enough for me.

Go on.

"Our hands sought each other, while we lay there."

"This is the most perfect moment of my life," I said.

- How much longer you got? - 43 more days.

What are you gonna do when you get out?

You would not believe me if I told you.

"WELCOME TO GLADSTONE CITY"

"WHERE BUCK BOWERS GANG MET THEIR END"

"AND THE ROMANCE BETWEEN GRAHAM AND AMANDA BEGAN"

"WHERE THEY WERE HANGED"

"SEE GRAHAM DORSEY'S GRAVE"

"HE VALUED FRIENDSHIP MORE THAN LIFE"

"SLEEP GENTLY SWEET PRINCE"

"STARBUCK MANSION TOUR." "TWICE A DAY."

- How many, sir? - One.

That's where it happened. The love story of the century.

Starbuck Mansion. While we're not allow to enter the house.

Mrs. Starbuck has graciously consent that we might tour the property.

Don't be shy.

Here she is.

The wonderful steed who triggered the events of that faithful day.

The steed that carried Graham Dorsey,

on that futile but gallant ride to rescue his comrades.

The ride which had earned him the respect of the world.

Ladies and gentlemen...

a moment of silence in honor of Graham Dorsey, if you please.

There, is where they swam,

and spent their idyllic interlude side by side, stared at the sky.

I draw your attention to the second floor.

There were windows of the master bedroom.

By your reactions, I can see that you all read the book so...

I will not describe what happened there.

Look, folks, you in lucky.

- It's her. And that must be Edna and Sam.

Correct.

Good afternoon, Mr. Taylor. How are you today?

- Fine, Mrs Starbuck. - Never better.

I trust you folks are enjoying your visit.

Yes, thank you.

So nice of you to let us look about.

To experience what I experience, and not share it, would be sinful.

- Would you mind...? - Of course.

Thanks. You're welcome.

Do you mind if I borrow the pencil? Would you autograph me too, please?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Good day.

Wonderful woman.

Inspiring.

If you enjoyed the trip, I hope you recommend it to all your friends.

♪♪

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Can I help you?

I got seperated from the tour.

They left without me and I wondered if I could trouble you

for a glass of water before I start the walk back to town.

Of course. Come in.

Sit down. I'm get your water.

Your water.

Thank you.

- So this is where it took place. - Yes.

I have a confession to make.

It was no accident the tour left without me.

I did it on purpose.

So that I can knock on your door and take a peek inside.

It a long walk back to town just for that.

Well, for the privilege of

speaking to you personally, and drinking from a glass you held...

I'll walk all the way to Canada.

I'm touched.

You have no idea what your story means to me.

Perhaps, you might like to see more of the house?

I don't want to impose, but that is one thing I'd like to see.

It is exactly the same way you described it in you book.

Gleaming floors, velvet chairs...

The harp...

and the music box.

It's the same song you and he danced to.

Yes. It hasn't been touched since that day.

- I don't suppose... - What is it?

- I shouldn't ask. - Please.

I was wondering if I might play it?

Alright.

Sure you don't mind?

I never thought I would bear to hear that song again.

But now, for some strange reason, I find myself wanting to.

Please.

May I have this dance?

May I have this dance?

Stop. Please stop!

I think you better leave.

I think you better brace yourself for a shock.

I'm shocked enough already.

Now, will you kindly remove yourself from this premises already.

Suppose I told you, Graham Dorsey is alive?

What would you say?

You're mad, as well as vulgar.

Suppose I could prove it?

If you don't leave immediately, I shall ring for the servants.

I shall leave.

- Hope you have a strong heart? - Why?

Now, what do you say? Too surprised to speak?

It's me. Graham.

Pinch me. Go ahead.

If you're through with this tasteless little joke, I'll show you to the door.

No, it's no joke. I am him. I mean, it's me, Graham.

- Yes, of course you are. - I'm Graham Dorsey.

I'm suppose to here from people like you. Perhaps I can help?

Come with me. Come on.

Look!

- What do you see? - Graham Dorsey.

- How tall are you? - Five and 11.

Graham Dorsey was 6 foot 3.

How would you describe your appearance? Inferiority? Average? Superior?

Average.

Graham Dorsey was the handsomest man I've met.

Bullshit!

Being south and a gentleman, Graham Dorsey would never used such language.

I'm neither southern nor a gentleman!

That's obvious.

I'm Graham Dorsey.

Listen, I know how shocked you must be! But I'm Graham Dorsey!

Amanda!

Hell, I know where you are! You are in the cellar.

[STATUE BREAKS]

Oh! [AMANDA HITTING GRAHAM]

I picked a flower and threw it in the pond.

That's in the book!

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

- We made love three times. - That's in the book.

- The key is kept behind the statue. - In the book.

- You use lily perfume. - In the book.

[GRAHAM CRASHES THROUGH DOOR] - Hum!

- You had tears in your eyes when I left. - In the book.

What are you doing?

I'm goin' show you something which is not in the book.

I won't look.

It is you.

You are him.

I don't understand. I saw your corpse.

Oh my God!

It can't be.

I'll explain it all. But now, there're more important things.

It can't be.

But it is my angel.

- Oh no. - No, what?

- No, not many kin. - Why not?

Because if make love, we'll never be able to say goodbye.

We don't have to say goodbye. We're going to Boston, remember?

That was before, when it was just the two of us. Now we have all others to consider.

Who others?

People from all over the world who have been affected by our story.

- Who cares a damn them? - I do!

And so would you, if you have read some of these letters I have received.

This as far away from Japan.

They say how my story... our story have lifted your hearts.

Three cheers for the Japanese.

Now come on and lie down and let's continue with our reunion.

- Don't you see - No?

You and I have become more than ourselves.

Being more than ourselves, we're obilgated to suppose out lesser selves.

to our greater selves.

You have to be talking Japanese,

I haven't the foggies notion to what you're saying.

I am saying. You and I must part,

so that the story of our love, which many people rank with Romeo and Julie...

can sefrve as an inspiration for many generations to come.

See this book, "Principles of Banking."

I have been in prison a year, studying it.

And not dreaming of nothing but you.

Come on and lay down,

and I guarantee that in ten minutes you'll forget about Romeo and Julie, and Japanese.

- What would people think, I have taken another man... - I'm not another man!

I'm Graham Dorsey. We are going to Boston, and I'm goin to be a banker.

- What woulg that gain us? - A happy life?

You trading a lot of fame for a happy life in Boston?

Just watch me!

Your name is spoken in the same breath as Jessie James.

My name is also spoken as someone who is impotent,

which is a damn lie, an act which I put on for your benefit.

You have any idea what it was like for a man or a guy who can't get it up?!

And his reputation is goin' to follow him to all eternity?

Which I can bear, for something in exchange.

Banking will bore you. The outlaw game is in your blood.

There outlaw game is a silent swords.

Rotten grub, filth, rheumatism.

If you don't stop this nonsense, I'm goin' to tell world along with a few other thing.

Like Buck Bowers Gang was a two bit outfit...

and they didn't do any of the things I told you.

I had no intentions of saving them from that posse,

and I'm not that southern gent,

who lied about the horse in the barn, to save you.

I had a dream that the bank job wasn't going to work, and I wanted to get out.

- I believe this is call blackmail. - I believe you're right.

You win.

What?

You obviously have the upper hand. It would be foolish to resistt.

- You're coming to Boston as planned? - Yes.

You're giving up too easily.

I pride myself on facing facts.

The fact here is that I have lost, and I intent to make the best of it.

I'm still not convinced.

Perhaps this can help.

Leave this house at once, or I'll pull this trigger.

What would all the others think? The Japanese...

I would say you were a house breaker.

You wouldn't shoot me. You couldn't.

Give me your word, you never never return...

never reveal that Graham Dorsey isn't dead.

I'll see to it that you will get $20 a week for the rest of your life.

That hurts me more than anything you could have said or done.

Fifty.

It's not just the bank, and to go to Boston....

I...

I love you.

One hundred a week and that is my final offer.

I wouldn't care if it was a thousand.

You either pull that trigger,

or you go to Boston with me.

Your bluffing.

One of us is, and I bet it's you.

I will not let nothing spoil our legend.

Nothing.

[Gun Shot]

[SIGH] Oh, no.

Oh, no. No.

[DOOR SLAM]

All flesh is grass.

And all the goodness there of is the flower of the field.

"The grass witherth, the flower fadeth.

But the word of our God shall stand forever.

What a brave and happy face she maintained to the world.

Amen.

But how her heart must have ached.

Amen.

Until finally, unable to bear this life without his beloved...

she decided to join him.

Side by side, for all eternity.

Amen.

Whoa!

Alright out! Everybody!

Come on. Come on Hurry it up.

Move, lady!

You too. Come on!

Red. Red Roxy.

Who the hell are you?

It's me, Graham. Graham Dorsey.

Graham Dorsey. We rode together.

This guy thinks he is Graham Dorsey.

He's a dreamer. [LAUGHTER]

[PIANO PLAYING]

In case you missed it, there's a sign on the door that says private.

It's me... Graham Dorsey.

- Crying out loudly. How have you been? - Alright.

You don't seem surprised I'm not dead.

In this business, you learn to take everything in stride.

- You still like bourbon? - You said one of my favorite words.

Stay here, while I fetch us a bottle to celebrate your return.

Don't be long.

Graham Dorsey was six foot four.

and the handsomest man I ever saw.

I'm Graham Dorsey.

♪ Some have a life time ♪

♪ Some just a day ♪

♪ Love isn't something you measure that way ♪

♪ Nothing's ever forever, forever is a lie ♪

♪ All we have is between hello and goodbye. ♪

♪ It's not how long the spring ♪

♪ It's not how wide the sky ♪

♪ It's just how sweet time ♪

♪ Between hello and goodbye ♪

♪ The music has... ♪ Here!

You promise to sing that lousy song again, I'll give you some more!

Here! Here!

I hope that wasn't meant to be an insult against the heroic name of Graham Dorsey.

The heroic name of Graham Dorsey.

Graham Dorsey was not bigger, better looking, or brave than me.

Which is to say, a side winding beggar,

and a shit.

- Show your hand mister. - I already did.

[SCREAMING, GUN SHOTS]

[GUITAR STRUMMING]

- My dearest Graham - My darling, Amanda...

- It's almost three... - How quickly the time has gone...

If it was not for my love for you,

I would try to save Buck Bowers and my comrades

regardless of the odds.

You must do it, inspite me...

you're gonna regret it the rest of your life.

You must.

You are right. My heart is breaking, but my duty is clear.

Farewell my beloved. Farewell my darling.

It's not the way it was!

I didn't give a damn about Buck and the others.

She made me go.

I'm the real Graham Dorsey.

I tell you there's gold there.

I have seen it with my own eyes. Touched it with my own hands.

I tell you it's there. Gold.

As much as you want. Just for the taking.

Water...it's so peaceful...

[DOOR UNLOCKING AND OPENING]

[DOOR SLAM SHUT]

Graham Dorsey?

Yes.

We've been expecting you. Welcome.

♪ The music has ended ♪

♪ I still hear the song ♪

♪ Our moment was brief ♪

♪ But our kisses were long ♪

♪ Though the loving is over ♪

♪ The love of you stays ♪

♪ And the memory will warm me ♪

♪ The rest of my day ♪

♪ It's not how long the spring ♪

♪ It's not how wide the sky ♪

♪ It's just how sweet the time ♪

♪ Between hello and goodbye ♪

♪ We never shared September Or watched the colors of fall ♪

♪ But in that wink of time we had we knew we had it all ♪

♪ It's not how long the spring ♪

♪ It's not how wide the sky ♪

♪ It's just how sweet the time ♪

♪ Between hello and goodbye ♪