Try that on the chimney.
[Coughing]
lam a federal officer.
Speak up. Who's in there?
None of your damn business.
Keep riding.
ls that Emmett Quincy?
We don't know any Emmett Quincy.
Emmett, this is Rooster.
lgot five more marshals out here,
and we got a bucket of coal oil.
Drink it.
One more minute,
and you're going to drink it.
Chuck your guns out, follow them with your hands high,
and nobody'll get hurt.
lf that oil goes down the chimney,
we're killing everybody that comes out.
There's no five marshals out there.
Well, now, don't you bet your life on it.
Moon can't walk. He's hit.
Well, drag him out.
What kind of papers you got on me?
Got no papers on you.
You better move.
Tell those others to be careful
with their guns. We're coming out.
Hit the dirt.
Belly down.
Spread-eagle.
Ow!
lforgot they was there.
Uh-huh.
Get inside. Both of you.
Wrap that around your leg.
Uhh!
Put the horses in the lean-to.
Ow!
Cuff'em.
Get up.
Sit down.
Get down there!
You fellas are way too jumpy.
What have you been up to,
besides stealing stock?
You ain't got no papers on us.
Not by name, but lgot a few John Does.
Resisting a federal officer--
that's a year right there.
Oh, my leg hurts.
l'll bet it do, sonny boy.
Set still so it won't bleed so bad.
When's the last time you saw Ned Pepper?
ldon't remember any Ned Pepper.
Short feisty fella. Nervous.
Got a messed up lower lip.
That don't bring nobody to mind.
A funny lip?
lshot him in it.
What was you aiming at?
His upper lip.
Ned's got a new boy running with him
with a black powder mark on his face.
That don't bring nobody to mind either.
You don't know anything.
lf ldid know, lwouldn't blow.
How about you?
lalways like to help the law
if it don't harm my friends.
Pretty good idea
'cause otherwise l'll turn you in
back at Fort Smith.
By that time, that leg will be sWelled up.
lt'll mortify, and they'll have to cut it off.
lf you live, l'll get you three years
in the federal penitentiary.
You're trying to get at me.
lf you talk, l'll take you to Mcallister's.
They'll get that ball out of your leg,
and l'll give you two, three days
to get out of the territory.
Don't flap your mouth, Moon.
l'll do the talking.
Listen to Quincy, Moon,
and You'll lose your leg or your life.
Don't let him spook you.
Ain't got nothing on us.
Been looking around outside.
Six horses in the stock shelter.
What kind of horses?
Good mounts, and they're all shod.
These men are waiting for somebody.
You don't say.
lf you won't talk, you can keep busy.
Cut that up for frying.
What are you looking at?
Who are you?
l'm Mattie Ross of near Dardanelle in Yell County.
What the hell's she doing here?
She's after the man that killed her father.
His name is Tom Chaney.
He's a whiskey drinker like you.
Led to killing in the end.
Answer the marshal's questions, and he'll help you.
Don't jaw with these people.
we'll get clear of this.
ldon't like your looks.
You talking to me?
Yes. ldon't like the way
you're cutting up that turkey.
Rooster, this Quincy's making a mess.
Do the job right,
or You'll eat them feathers.
lhope you go to jail.
lt's a shame, a kid like Moon
losing his leg.
Too young to be hopping around
on a log peg.
Loves to dance too much
and sports.
You're trying to get at me.
l'm getting at you with the truth.
We seen Ned two days ago in Mcallister.
You blow, and l'll kill ya.
l'm played out. l'll tell what lknow.
Aah!
Oh, Lord! Oh, God!
l'm dying. Help me.
lcan't do a thing for you, son.
Your partner's killed you,
and l've done for him.
Don't leave me laying here.
Don't let those wolves get me.
l'll see you get buried.
Where's Ned Pepper?
They're going to rob the kitty.
They're coming here tonight for remounts.
They wanted four horses.
Did you see a fella with them
with a powder burn?
No. My brother... George Garrett,
Methodist circus rider out of Austin, Texas.
When's Pepper due here?
Sell my traps, Rooster.
Send that money to my brother.
should we tell your brother what happened to you?
lt doesn't matter. He knows.
l--l'll meet him later
w-walking the streets of glory.
Don't expect to see Quincy there.
Quincy?
He never played me false
until he killed me.
Oh, let me have a cool drink of water.
Oh, look. lstill have fingers there.
Let me have that.
lt's one of Papa's gold pieces.
Are you sure?
Yes. lt was minted in California. lt says so.
lt's worth over $36.00.
Grandpa Sperling gave Papa two of these.
Looks like we're on Chaney's trail.
At least we're on Ned's.
Give me the key to these cuffs.
Now go saddle the horses.
Moon said they were coming.
You aim to run?
laim to do what lcome here to do.
Saddle the horses.
Straighten up the place.
You take your horse and find a position over there.
Don't shoot unless ldo.
We want to get them in that dugout.
l'll shoot the last man through the door.
You'd shoot them without a call?
That'll give him to know our intentions is serious.
Oh, l'll holler down after lshoot.
See if they want to be taken alive.
When they won't, we'll shoot them.
lwant Chaney alive.
So does the Governor of Texas.
There's a lot of them and only two of us.
l'll nick Chaney before he gets inside.
Any shooting before they're in that dugout,
and they'll break.
we'll come up with an empty sack.
lf they break, l'll nick Chaney.
You hit Chaney with that sharps rifle,
you're apt to kill him.
Yes. Remember the turkey?
You go after Ned.
l'll take care of Chaney.
What does Ned look like?
He's a short feisty fella.
Where does she go?
lgo where Rooster goes.
You stay here. Keep the horses quiet.
Can't see anything from over there.
Haven't you seen enough killings for one day?
l'm not staying here by myself.
Wait. l'll get my revolver.
What for?
So you can shoot your own foot off?
Why do you keep that one chamber empty?
So lwon't shoot my foot off.
Corn dodger?
Light a match and let me see it first.
What for?
Some of them got blood on them.
Well, we ain't lighting no matches.
Well, ldon't want any.
What did you do before you became a peace officer?
Oh, just about everything
except keep school.
How'd you lose your eye?
lt was in the war.
The Lone Jack.
little scrap outside of Kansas City.
What did you do after the war?
lrobbed me a federal paymaster,
went to Cairo, lllinois,
and bought a eating place there
called the Green Frog
and married a grass widow.
place had a billiard table.
You never told me you had a wife.
ldidn't have her long.
My friends was a pack of river rats.
She didn't crave their society,
so she left me and went back
to her first husband
who was clerking in a hardware store
in Paducah.
''Goodbye, Reuben,'' she says,
''the love of decency does not abide in you.''
That's a divorced woman talking for you...
about decency.
Well, ltold her.
lsaid, ''Goodbye, Nola,
''and lhope that nail-selling bastard
makes you happy this time.''
Did you have any children?
Mm-hmm.
There was a boy.
Nola taken him with her.
He never liked me anyway.
A clumsier child You'll never see than Horace.
lbet he broke 40 cup.
Never did get you for stealing that money.
ldidn't consider it stealing.
Didn't belong to you.
lneeded a road stake.
lt was like that high-interest bank
in New Mexico. Needed a road stake, and there it was.
lnever robbed no citizen.
lt's all stealing.
That's the position them New Mexicans took.
lhad to flee for my life.
Bo was a young colt then.
No horse could run him into the ground.
When that posse thinned out,
lturned old Bo around,
and taking them reigns in my teeth,
lcharged them boys
firing two Navy sixes.
They must've all been married men
that loved their families
'cause they scattered and run for home.
You don't have any family, do you?
Except Chen Lee and that lazy cat.
Oh, General Price don't belong to me.
Cats don't belong to nobody.
He just rooms with me.
Course, ldepend on him.
Well, baby sister,
you better try and get some sleep.
l'll wake you up when they get here.
[Horses Galloping]
Shh!
Looks like Moon was telling the truth.
[Whistle]
What are they doing?
They're smelling around.
You see Chaney?
Can't make out their faces.
Well, that's Ned Pepper, all right.
Quincy!
Moon!
That's him hollering.
Moon!
That's the original Mexican Bob with him.
You mean there's more than one?
Yeah. There's a younger one,
but he ain't a patch to this one.
Moon!
Quincy!
Now he done it!
Over here, Ned!
l'm hit!
They don't call him Lucky Ned Pepper for nothing.
That man gave his life for him.
He didn't even look back.
Yeah. Looking back is a bad habit.
Well...
Well, what's your story?
lwas on the move to a better place.
lheard the first shot,
And lthought you'd opened up.
More likely asleep.
You know who they are?
The one on the sand spit is Old Hayes.
The boy...
ldon't know.
He's not much older than lam.
That's nothing but a little scratch.
Well, that's nothing to do with you.
Why don't you go make us some coffee?
lt won't take long.
Let it go and go on inside.
Why are you being so foolish?
Well, La Boeuf, you're quite a horse shooter.
lwas trying for Ned Pepper.
Well, next time, try for the horse
and maybe You'll hit Pepper.
What are we waiting for?
lsay we ride after them.
lsay no. lknow where they're going to.
You can't take men by watching them run away.
Back up. lknow this country, and lknow these men.
They'll take the horses and the dead into Mcallister.
And l'll put in for any reward
the railroad may have offered.
You backed up?
Some...
for now.
[Whistling]
Damn a man that whistles.
Maybe he's trying to keep
his mind off of his hand.
You don't think much of me, do you, Cogburn?
Don't think about you at all,
you keep your mouth closed.
lwas told in Fort Smith
that you rode with Quantrill and that border trash.
And lheard Quantrill and his men weren't soldiers at all
but a bunch of murdering thieves.
lheard the same thing.
lheard they murdered women and children in the Lawrence raid.
lheard that, too, and it's a damn lie.
What outfit were you with during the war?
Freeport, with Kirby Smith.
Oh, lmean, what side were you on?
lserved with General Kirby Smith.
ldon't have to hang my head when lsay it.
Go ahead and make another joke about it.
You want to make me look foolish in the girl's eyes.
You don't need me for that.
ldon't like the way you make conversation.
And ldon't like your conversation about Captain Quantrill.
Captain? Captain of what?
A bunch of thieves?
Young fella,
if you're looking for trouble,
l'll accommodate you.
Otherwise, leave it alone.
l've been thinking about Lucky Ned Pepper.
Maybe he planned on murdering those two stock thieves
so they wouldn't inform against him.
Ned wouldn't do that.
Why not?
Ned doesn't go around killing people for no reason.
Had he a reason, he'd kill them.
Hyah!
lt looks like we might joggle some of our passengers off.
Well, they're past hurting.
we'll tie up here if you don't mind.
Sure, Marshal. You got quite a load there.
Yeah. About half the load lwas looking for.
Why don't you go in and meet Mrs. Mcallister?
She'll fix you some dinner.
lwant to have a word with the peace officer.
lwant to go, too.
l'll tell the wife to fix something for all of you.
Why don't you go inside?
Maybe Mrs. Mcallister can fix that poor little hand of yours.
My poor little hand can keep.
Rooster, what are you doing here?
Boots, Gaspargo.
How come you're letting that lndian get behind you
with a cutting tool?
'Cause l'm an lndian.
l've seen plenty of lndian scalps on lndian belts.
lf you're after little Ned Pepper,
you're on a cold trail here.
We're looking for another man, too.
He's got a black mark on his face,
Carries a Henry rifle, probably running with Ned.
Go ahead. That's what Texas calls a peace officer.
Well, Ned passed through here a couple of days ago--
him, Hayes, Mexican Bob.
Only them three was seen.
lhave a good idea where Ned's holed up.
lt will take 100 marshals to smoke him out.
My name's Mattie Ross from Dardanelle in Yell County.
That man with the black mark, he killed my father.
His name's Tom Chaney.
Boots, lgot Hayes and some youngster outside
with Moon and Quincy.
lwant you to bury them for me.
l'm in a hurry.
They're dead?
Well, lwouldn't want you to bury them if they wasn't.
What about La Boeuf's hand?
Gaspargo's a pretty good doctor
when he ain't currying hair. Take care of it.
lt can wait.
You are of no good use when you're handicapped.
And small use if he ain't.
Wash first.
Why?
Don't you wash before you eat?
l'm not going to eat his hand.
Don't you know about germs?
No.
Go wash, Gaspargo. You lost.
That's Moon.
Quincy.
Hayes.
First time he ever stayed shot.
lknow this boy-- Billy Walsh.
He comes from a good family.
Well, then hold good boy Billy for his folks
and bury the rest of them.
l'll post their names.
lf anybody wants them, they can come dig them up.
Sell the horses
and get what you can for their coats, guns, and saddles.
l'll split it with you.
You told Moon whatever his traps would fetch,
you'd send it to his brother.
lforget where he said to send it.
His brother's a preacher named George Garrett
at the Methodist church in Austin, Texas.
Are you sure it was Austin? Or was it Dallas?
You know it was Austin.
Write it out and give it to Captain.
Boots, send this man $ 10,
and tell him his brother got caught and is buried here.
l'll do that.
So this is the man who shot Ned Pepper's horse?
Yeah, this is the famous horse killer from El Paso.
He believes in putting everybody afoot.
Says there'll be less mischief that way.
Fewer horses, fewer horse thieves.
How's your hand feel?
Both rifle and hand are ready to shoot again.
Straighter than before, lhope.
Well, sister, the time has come
for me to ride hard and fast.
You stay here with the Mcallisters.
l'll be back in two or three days with Tom Chaney.
You can't get shed of me.
She's come this far.
That's far enough.
You think l'd quit when we're so close?
There's something in what she's saying.
She's won her spurs. She's done just fine.
Let it go.
l've said my piece.
There'll be no more talk about
who won whose spurs.
l'm going.
Not because you say lcan't,
and not because you say lcan.
lpaid good cash money to be here.
l'm on my own business.
Now, l will have no more talk about it.
Let's eat.
What are you doing?
Looking for signs.
You couldn't see it if you saw it.
we'll walk a ways.
Ugh!
Uhh!
You looking for sign again?
lt was Bo.
He put his foot wrong.
He's tired.
Ahh!
This is no grade.
l've freighted iron stoves up harder grades than this.
we'll camp here.
Here.
lwas a pretty fair hand with a jerk line
when lwas freighting in Colorado.
Worked for a fella
that was always down with something.
He was carrying around a 2 1-foot tapeworm,
along with his business responsibilities.
That aged him.
Then his wife commenced running things.
lwasn't about to work for her.
So ltold her so.
Women have no generosity.
Lord God, how they hate to pay up.
A man will never work for a woman,
unless he's got clabber for brains.
What about the $25 lpaid you?
What $25?
l will not bandy words with a drunkard.
And that's real smart.
You've done nothing when you've bested a fool.
We have come near about 50 miles from Mcallister.
We're close to Ned Pepper's camp.
Tomorrow we'll take him.
lf we're as close to Ned Pepper as you say,
ldon't think much of making that fire.
Nobody asked you.
Where are you going with that canteen?
To wash the sleep off of me, of course.
We got no water to spare for foolishness.
Take a drink. Let it go at that.
l'd say there's a stream down below there.
You'll wash, and You'll get no breakfast.
we'll waste no more time.
shouldn't one of us go down with her?
Might not be safe.
Well, safer for her than whatever she meets--
man or beast.
Ohh!
Well...
lknow you--
little Mattie, the bookkeeper.
And lknow you, Tom Chaney.
What are you doing?
There's no money for you to squeeze around here.
lcame to fetch water.
That was not my meaning.
l'm here to take you back to Fort Smith
and hang you.
l will not go. How do you like that?
There's a posse of officers up the hill
that'll force you to go.
How many officers?
l'd say right around 50,
and they mean business.
So just walk in front of me up that hill.
l think l'll oblige those officers to come after me.
lf you refuse to go with me,
l'll have to shoot you.
ls that so?
You better cock your piece.
all the way back until it locks.
lknow how to do it.
Now, you won't go with me
on your own free will?
You just got it the other way around.
Now you will follow me.
ldidn't think you'd do it.
Sis!
Where are you?
l'm down here!
lgot Chaney!
ljust didn't think you'd do it.
One of my short ribs is broke.
You killed my father
when he was trying to help you.
You're trash!
You also killed a senator in Texas
when he was sitting on a porch swing.
Everything happens to me.
Now l'm shot by a child!
l'll shoot you again if you don't get up.
My father took you in when you were hungry.
[Cocks Gun]
Ohh!
little busy body!
l'll teach you a lesson You'll never forget!
Sis!
Hurry up! Down here!
Take her and go!
[Gunshots]
Up the hill with the horses, and don't stop.
Who all's out there?
Marshall Rooster Cogburn and 50 other officers.
They're all armed and mean business.
Tell me another lie, l'll stove in your head.
Ow!
The truth! Who's out there?
Marshal Rooster Cogburn and a Texas Ranger.
Rooster!
Rooster, can you hear me?
You better answer, or l'll kill this girl!
You know l'll do it!
You want me to kill her?
You do what you think is best, Ned.
What are you--
She's nothing to me.
Nothing but a runaway.
You and that ranger get moving double fast.
lf lsee you riding over that ridge to the north,
l'll spare the girl.
You got five minutes.
we'll need more than five minutes, Ned.
lwon't give you any more.
There'll be a party of marshals
coming through here pretty soon.
You give me Tom Chaney,
and l'll mislead them for six hours.
You can throw in that spitfire of a girl, too.
Too thin, Rooster, too thin.
lwon't trust you.
Your five minutes is running.
You better move!
all right, we're moving,
but we'll need more than five minutes.
lnever busted a cap on a woman or nobody under 16,
but you know l'll do what lhave to do.
l'm Mattie Ross of Dardanelle in Yell County.
My family has property,
and ldon't know why l'm being treated like this.
Well, it's enough that you know
l'll do what lhave to do.
lsaw you shot at the dugout.
Where are your wounds?
My wounds heal by themselves from inside.
[Barking]
You and Harold stay and watch for lawmen.
[lmitating Chicken]
Keep this turkey quiet, or we'll have him for supper.
[lmitating Chicken]
Why don't you shut up?
ls that man simpleminded?
all the Parmalees is touched,
but Harold's the worst.
No, their ma's the worst,
then comes Harold's brother Farrell.
But they're all good shots.
Get down there!
l'll wring your scrawny neck!
No, you won't.
Now get those horses saddled.
Farrell, lend him a hand.
You set there and be still.
Your five minutes is up. They better show.
What are you doing here?
Tom Chaney shot my father to death.
lwas told that Rooster Cogburn has grit.
lhired him,
but lfound the murderer and shot him.
lf l'd killed him, lwould not be here.
My revolver misfired.
They will do it.
Most girls like little play-prettys,
but you like guns.
lf ldid, l'd have one that worked.
l'll give him a little more time.
Was that Rooster and the ranger
waylaid us last night?
Yes.
They take Quincy and Moon?
They're both dead.
lt was a terrible thing to see.
Do you need a good lawyer?
lneed a good judge.
That man called Hayes, he's dead, too,
and the boy that saved your life.
l'm happy he done that,
but he should've looked out for hisself.
That goes for your good friend Rooster.
lsee 'em!
Rooster Cogburn is no good friend of mine.
He's a drunken, gabbing fool.
He led us right into your hands.
Now he's left me with a gang of cutthroats.
ls that called grit in Fort Smith?
We call it something else in Yell County.
lwas shot in an ambush.
One of them officers got me.
How could you say that?
With five men and four horses, one stays behind.
That's you, Chaney. you lost the horse.
Somebody will fetch you with a fresh mount.
l'm not staying with Tom Chaney.
He won't harm you. You understand that?
Rooster give us six hours if she's safe.
lf she don't stay safe, you don't neither.
You don't get paid.
Let me ride up with you, Farrell.
No!
How about you?
No.
Harold?
Cock-a-doodle-do!
Do it again, Harold!
Cock-a-doodle-do! Baa!
we'll see you tonight at Ma's.
What are you doing?
l'm getting some water to wash my hands.
A little smut won't hurt you.
That's true,
or else you all would surely be dead.
Don't provoke me!
There's rattlesnakes in that pit,
and l'm going to throw you in it!
Lucky Ned Pepper said if you molest me,
he will not pay you.
You must do as he tells you.
He left me here, knowing l'll be caught.
lf you let me go now,
l will keep silent as to your whereabouts for two days.
l'll do better than that.
lcan shut you up forever!
[Gunshot]
all right, Chaney, that's enough!
Put your hands up.
You get over there.
Everything's against me!
You hurt, Mattie?
l'm hurt, and this girl's done it!
Where's Rooster?
Down below, watching the front door.
Find a place to watch.
Where's little Blackie?
Rooster's got him.
You get over there, and you stay over there.
Watch out where you step.
He says there's deadly snakes in that hole.
Where is the girl, Ned?
She was in wonderful health last lsaw her.
lcan't answer for her now.
You'll answer for her now. Where is she?
Rooster!
Make a run for it!
lgot Mattie!
Chaney, too!
Well, Rooster, will you give us the road?
lhave business elsewhere.
Farrell, you and your brother stand clear.
lgot no interest in you today.
Stand clear, and you won't get hurt.
Cock-a-doodle-do!
What's your intention?
You think one on four's a dog fall?
lmean to kill you in one minute, Ned,
or see you hanged in Fort Smith
at Judge Parker's convenience.
Which will it be?
lcall that bold talk for a one-eyed fat man.
Fill your hand, you son of a bitch!
Shoot them!
They're too far and moving too fast.
No grit?
Rooster Cogburn, not much.
[Neigh]
Well, Rooster...
l'm shot to pieces.
Hooray for the man from Texas!
Some bully shot.
Damn you, Bo.
First time you ever give me a reason
to cuss...you.
Uhh!
Aah!
[Rattling]
H-Help--Help me!
Please!
Help me! l'm in the pit!
There's a snake down here and skeletons.
lwarrant there'll be a-another one before long--
a little spindly one.
How do you like it?
Help me. Help me.
[Crying]
Please help me!
You say you don't like it?
[Horse Neighs]
Baby sister!
Are you down there, sis?
Yes! Hurry! l'm in a bad way.
all right. Hold on. Hold on.
l'm going to pitch you a rope.
Now slip it under both arms,
and tie a good knot.
lcan't.
l'm caught, and my arm is broken.
There's snakes down here.
lt's in here! Don't!
Aah!
Hang on right here.
Damn that Texan!
When you need him, he's dead!
lain't dead yet, you bushwhacker.
Hang on.
lwant Papa's gun.
lwant the other gold piece, too.
Do you want the snake?
No, but ldo want the gold piece.
Forget the gold piece.
But it's mine, and lwant it.
[Grunting]
That Texican... saved my neck twice.
once after he was dead.
We're going to have to do something about this...
snakebite in a hurry.
Let's get going.
Hold this arm up, little sister.
We can't leave him like this.
l'm the one that's leaving him.
lf ldon't get you a doctor,
You're going to be deader than he is.
little Blackie cannot carry us both.
He'll have to.
He's all lcould catch.
Hyah!
Stop it!
We must stop! He's played out.
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Stop it! You're killing him.
Hold it!
Wing them guns into that creek.
l'm borrowing this wagon off of ya.
Hyah! Hyah-hyah! Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!
Whoa!
Boots! Finch!
Boots!
[Kicking On Door]
Boots!
[Doorbells Jingle]
[Meow]
Am laddressing Marshal Reuben J. Cogburn?
You're addressing him, Chen Lee, and General Sterling Price.
Well, l'll not ask which is which...
but l'll identify myself.
lam lawyer J. Noble Daggett.
l'll be damned.
What?
Well, you're not, uh, exactly what we expected.
You're a little, uh--
You're shrunk.
l'll tell you frankly, sir,
lfully intended to have you jailed,
and l'm just the man who could do it,
but Mattie told me the straight of the matter.
l think you showed poor judgment in this affair,
but you're not the scoundrel ltook you for.
You have my thanks
and, with certain reservations, my respect.
How nice.
Well, how is sis?
Gravely ill, l'm afraid...
but still able to direct her affairs.
She commissioned me to pay you the balance
of the $ 7 5 due in the matter of Tom Chaney.
Hmmph.
She didn't ask for a receipt, did she?
Well, as a matter of fact, she did.
You'll find that it also covers an additional $200
for saving her life.
Well, l will be damned.
She says that when she goes home,
she wants you to take her there.
Poor child, lfear, does not know how ill she really is.
Lawyer J. Noble Daggett,
are you a betting man?
On occasion.
all of this and General Price
that baby sister makes it back to Yell County.
Ha-uh.
Ha ha ha ha.
Oh, no. Ha ha ha ha.
No, sir. No, sir.
lstill don't see why you didn't look up La Boeuf's girl in Waco.
ldid the best lcould.
ltook the boy home to be buried in his ranger suit.
No girl showed up.
ldon't believe there was one.
l think you were too busy collecting a reward for Chaney.
Well, lwas a little busy.
Them Texicans forgot how much they offered for a reward.
lhad to help them remember.
lcan imagine how you did that.
This is what lwanted you to see.
Papa's marker was not what was ordered.
l will make that wool-headed fool of a stoneman change it.
Someday, Mama will be here.
And my brother, little Frank, and his family over there.
And that is for my sister Veronica and her family.
And l'll be here, on the other side of Papa.
l think it's comforting to know
where one will meet eternity, don't you?
Hmm...
lwould like you to rest beside me, Rooster.
Now, sis, that place should be for your--your family--
your husband...kids.
You have no kin.
ldo not count Chen Lee and the cat.
Where else would you end up,
in some neglected patch of weeds?
Now ljust might take you up on that offer, sis,
if You'll excuse me if ldon't move in too soon.
l think it's only right that you have Papa's gun.
lt might keep you alive.
Well, l'm not so sure about that.
Almost got you killed when it misfired once.
Because you loaded it wrong when you were drunk.
l suppose You'll show me how.
l will.
[Whinny]
Trust you to ride another tall horse.
Yeah.
He's not as game as Bo,
but Stonehill says he can jump a four-rail fence.
You're too old and too fat to be jumping horses.
Well, come see a fat old man sometime.
Hyah!