What's cooking? I sure am hungry.
- What the hell is that? - It's a carpet vacuum machine.
Well, who wants to be next?
- Not me, I've got the curse. - Which one of us do you fancy?
Hell, don't make no difference. I'm going to have you all.
Goddamn.
Blanche, some mail come in today. This is for Mrs. Miller.
That must be the new petticoat she ordered.
They weren't kidding about this place.
- What's that? A letter for me? - That's for me.
- I'll take this on up to Mrs. Miller. - Mr. McCabe, she's got company.
Well, I'll just leave it here.
It just hurts so much. I guess maybe I'm small?
No, you've just got to learn to relax, that's all.
I think maybe this will do. Stand up, take your top off.
You've got to take your mind off it, think of something else. Yeah?
Look at a wall. Count the roses in the wallpaper.
What are you doing? There's nothing to hide.
The thing is, it don't mean nothing.
You might even get to like it. You managed it with Bart, didn't you?
Yeah. You really are small. You're just like me.
I'll get a few pins.
- But, with him I had to. It was my duty. - Turn around.
It wasn't your duty, Ida. You did it to pay for your bed and board.
And you do this to pay for your bed and board, too.
You get to keep a little extra for yourself...
...and you don't have to ask nobody for nothing. Just honest in my mind.
Don't worry. You're going to do just fine here.
$1.
- Make it $5. - Will you quit looking at my damn cards?
Okay, I'll call you.
Three aces.
Shit, you little fart. You've been looking at my damn cards.
Deal this hand for me.
McCabe.
- Webster's going down the mountain. - What's that got to do with me?
Blanche says there's still time to get in that boom around the fort.
She says you got no business there for no money at all.
Somebody has to go and have a look. I think you should go today with Webster.
I'm your partner. You got to listen to me.
- What'll you do about them blokes? - You talking about them boys up there?
Smalley is up there talking to them, he'll bring them down, then we'll make a deal.
- What if they don't make a deal? - I won't make a deal. I'll have a drink.
Would you care to join me?
Don't mind what people think. They won't know. Webster covered his wagon.
He found all this canvas and he's covered his wagon.
Anyway, what the hell do you have to answer to anyone for?
You bloody well own this town, don't you?
I appreciate you warning me, but there ain't nothing to be scared of.
They're the ones that got to make a deal, not me.
I feel sorry for them.
They've been working for 20 years and don't know what to do.
The company says, "Make a deal with McCabe.
"Don't come back until you're done." When they come up a mule like me...
I feel sorry for them, tell you the truth. I really do. I feel sorry for them.
I know what I'm doing.
- I know what I'm doing. - What's he carrying the blunderbuss for?
I don't know. Maybe to hunt possum. Do you want a drink or not?
They said there was nothing to talk about.
- Who said? - His name's Butler.
Christ, the son of a bitch must be 7 feet tall.
- Did you invite them down here for a meal? - Yeah.
But they said they were going to eat at Sheehan's.
Give me four or five of them stogies, will you?
They couldn't make a deal if you wanted. They get paid for killing. Nothing else!
McCabe, you've got to go with Webster...
Thank you, Smalley.
I'll tell everybody you've got business.
I'll tell them you've got business with the company, if you like.
If a man is fool enough to get into business with a woman...
...she ain't going to think much of him.
You don't even know where the wealth of this town is.
Chinkyville, that's where it is. Right down there in Chinatown.
I'll be with you in a minute.
Up in Canada now, they're blasting tunnel under $10 a foot, all done with a pigtail.
They've got some new explosives there. Fantastic stuff.
They give it to Johnny Chinaman...
...send him in, down comes 45, 50 tons of rock...
...and one dead Chinaman.
You, sir. Do you know what the fine is for killing a Chinaman?
$50, maximum.
The inspector is working for the company. Four times out of five it's an accident.
You could do this here with your own zinc.
All you've got to do is give the bugger a box of this stuff...
...put him down the hole, up to the rock-face...
...and there's your zinc. Sixty-five cents a ton.
You must be Butler.
- Sir? - I'm John McCabe.
We have business to talk over. Do you smoke cigars?
Yes, I do. Have one of mine.
- Shall we step in the bar, for privacy? - No, we're fine here.
- Sheehan, serve a bottle on me. - Bottle.
About that deal...
You know, when them gentlemen came up here and made me that offer...
...there was a whole lot of things that we didn't take into consideration.
How much did they offer you?
Well, $5,500.
They came up $750 from that, so it's $6,250 they offered me.
$6,250.
Yeah, but, how much did you ask them for?
We never got around to that because...
...I might have mentioned...
...something like $12,000, $10,000. It was just to get them bargaining.
And, well, just so they'd talk sense.
Yeah, but, how much did you really want?
That depends. I mean, they talked about all my holdings.
$8,000?
$8,000.
Well, $7,500. Probably more like it.
- You weren't far apart, were you? - That's what I'm trying to tell you.
I don't know what they mean by "all my holdings."
All my holdings. Does that mean my horses, my clothes, my underwear?
Well, the fact is... Shit, I'd make a deal for $6,250.
If they don't count my personal property and that.
That's provided that they buy my inventory separately.
- How much is that? - Well, $350.
$300.
So, you've got your $300, and $6,250.
That's $6,550.
Let's make that an even $6,500, and you've got yourself a deal.
I don't make deals.
What are you doing here, if you don't make deals?
I came up here to hunt bear. I hear it's very good around here.
Get off it.
Bear.
You don't work for Harrison Shaughnessy?
Sometimes. But only when they can't make a deal.
Look, that's what I'm trying to tell you.
This here deal can be made.
Not with me.
Well, I guess what I've got to do is get in touch with this fellow, Sears.
I'll see you boys later.
McCabe.
Were you ever called "Pudgy"?
A long time ago. Why?
My best friend's best friend was Bill Roundtree.
Did you kill him?
I was in a poker game when he got shot, but I didn't kill him.
- Are you calling his best friend a liar? - Wait a minute, I ain't calling nobody a liar.
Bill Roundtree got caught marking the queens.
- He went for his gun and he got shot. - I'm going to count to 10.
If you're not on the bridge when I finish, I'm going to get very cross with you.
I just want you boys to know that I ain't wearing no gun.
Paddy, come here.
Who the hell was this Bill Roundtree?
- Well, he was real well-known. - I mean, who said he shot him?
I told you. Everybody.
- He shot him with a derringer. - That man?
That man never killed anybody.
All the time making me feel like I'll make a fool out of myself.
Now we'll see who the fools is.
Son of a bitches.
I never did fit in this goddamn town.
I hate when them bastards put their hands on you.
I tell you, sometimes, when I take a look at you...
...I just keep looking and looking.
I want to feel your body against me so bad, I think I'm going to bust.
I keep trying to tell you in a lot of different ways.
If just one time you could be sweet without no money around.
I think I could...
Well, I'll tell you something. I've got poetry in me.
I do. I've got poetry in me.
I ain't going to put it down on paper.
I ain't no educated man. I got sense enough not to try it.
I can't never say nothing to you.
If you'd just one time let me run the show, I'd...
You're just freezing my soul, that's what you're doing.
Freezing my soul.
Well, shit! Enjoy yourself, girl. Go ahead and have a time. What the hell.
It's just my luck. The only woman's ever been one to me, is just a whore.
But what the hell, I never was a percentage man.
I suppose a whore is the only kind of woman I'd know.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Is this fellow, Eugene Sears, still here?
No, he left this morning.
Another fellow was with him, by the name of Ernie.
- Mr. Hollander. - Hollander. That's right.
I wonder if he's still here?
- No, he went with him. - Well, thank you all the same.
The law is here to protect a little guy like yourself, McCabe.
And I'm at your service, free of charge.
- Free? - That's what I said.
You don't have to pay me anything.
It would be an honor for the next senator from the State of Washington...
...to be your servant before the scales of justice.
- That's mighty decent of you. - When a man, McCabe...
When a man goes into the wilderness...
...and with his bare hands, gives birth to a small enterprise...
...nourishes it and tends it while it grows...
I'm here to tell you that no sons of bitches are going to take it away from him.
Now ain't that right? You're damn right, it's right.
You take that company. Harrison Shaughnessy.
They have stockholders.
Do you think they want their stockholders and the public...
...thinking their management isn't imbued with fair play and justice...
...the very values that make this country what it is today?
Busting up these trusts and monopolies...
...is at the very root of the problem of creating a just society.
McCabe, I'm here to tell you that this free enterprise system of ours works.
And working within it, we can protect the small businessman...
...and the big businessman as well.
Well, I just didn't want to get killed.
Until people stop dying for freedom, they ain't going to be free.
I can see it now, on the front page of the Washington Post...
...right next to a picture of William Jennings Bryan:
"McCabe strikes a blow for the little guy."
You can become a famous man, McCabe.
We can find ourselves having dinner with William Jennings Bryan.
I don't know.
- You're going to be a hero! - Come on.
You're going to stare them down, and make them quake in their boots.
What do we do? Get the Marshal?
You don't need the Marshal. We're going to do this through the courts.
I guess what you're saying is...
...we get this in the papers and in the courts and all that...
Well, they just can't afford to kill me. Is that right?
You're damn right that's right.
They won't be able to lift one little finger against you.
There's a time in every man's life, Constance...
...when he's got to stick his hand in the fire...
...and see what he's made out of.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about busting up these trusts and monopolies, that's what.
Somebody's got to protect small business from big companies, and I'm the man.
Just because we've never talked about it, don't mean I ain't got certain principles.
It means nothing to you, but I've got a reputation in this town...
What's Presbyterian Church to you? You just got to sell out!
Just sell out and go someplace where people are civilized.
They'll get you, McCabe. They'll get you and they'll do something awful to you.
Now, little lady, ain't nothing going to happen to me.
Don't give me that "little lady" shit!
I don't care about you! Give me my $1,500. I want to make a deal.
If you're not going to make a deal with them, I will!
Eat your meal.
You can't make no deal.
'Bye, honey. I'm going to miss you.
- I'm going to miss you, too. - Have a nice trip. Be a good boy.
I will.
Say goodbye to Mrs. Miller for me.
Be careful.
Come back.
- Goodbye, cowboy. Come back! - I will.
Shorty! Come on.
Goodbye, cowboy.
I wasn't trying to hit it. The trick is not to hit it, but to make it float.
- Hey, hold it, sonny. - What?
Hold up on your target practice. I don't want to get shot.
Then get off the bridge, you saddle-tramp.
I want to buy some socks. I've got a long ride ahead of me.
What's wrong with the socks you got on?
I wore them out running around half-naked in that whorehouse.
That's really quite a place. Have you been there yet?
Take off your boots and show me.
You're joshing me.
I said, "Take off your boots and show me," you eggsucker.
I ain't going to do that.
What are you wearing that gun for?
Nothing. I just wear it.
- I can't hit nothing with it. - That don't make no sense.
- What kind of a gun is it? - Colt.
Them's good guns. That's what I got.
- There must be something wrong with it. - No, it's me. I just can't shoot good.
Well, let me see it.
Come on. Maybe I can fix it for you.
Okay.
Constance.
You're the best looking woman I ever saw.
And I ain't never tried to do nothing but put a smile on your face.
I ain't no good at saying I'm sorry.
I don't know what it is.
I guess I ain't never been this close to nobody before.
Why don't you get under the covers?
- Constance. - You don't need to say nothing.
I'm sorry.
Come on.
That there is my shotgun.
- Could I have it, please? - This is a house of God.
Well, I'm going right now. I've got to have my gun.
- Them men out there are trying to kill me. - Get out.
Fire!
The church is on fire.
Fire!
Sheehan!
The church is burning! The church! Fire!
What the hell is he going on about?
What is it?
- What the hell is going on? - The church is burning!
Jesus Christ. The church is on fire.
- What the hell are you doing? - You! Get in there and get dressed.
Andy, get that damn machine down there! You fellows start breaking the ice off.
Anybody under there?
Out of the way!
- Get those buckets over there! - I'm going.
What the hell are you doing?
Turn up that water!
More empty buckets?
We got it!