THEY CALL HIM CEMETERY
He's coming, Mister. He's at the north pass!
One more hour.
For 15 years. For 15 years I've been waiting for this day!
- Pedro! Chico! - Yes, Mister?
How long will it take you to saddle the horses, damn it?
Well, quite long, Mister.
You're supposed to arrive at the village before the coach does.
I want my boys to get some fresh horses.
These are no horses, Mister, these are devils!
They have to feel the whip first!
My boys will tame your devils!
With one hand they'll show them who's the boss.
- Hey, stay here! - Go!
Come on! Let's go, boy!
How will we recognize them, Mister?
That'll be very easy, you can't miss them.
They are two strong, young lads with shoulders that big.
Blue eyes and arms that could break your horses' neck.
They are two oaks, two strong Irish oaks!
You know what, George? I found the virtue...
...of this tobacco: It eases that horrible stench.
- Do you want some? - No, thank you.
Oh, beg my pardon, reverend, I should have offered you some first!
- Would you like some tobacco? - No, thanks.
May I?
- Please, Madam. - Thanks.
I'm not a reverend, even though we work in the same department:
Them the souls, me the corpses.
I'm a gravedigger and I'm going to Arlington...
...to take over my friend Samuelson's business...
...who's retiring to enjoy the fruits of his work.
You'll get rich in two years!
Ah, Arlington you said! Has there been an epidemic?
Yes! And there still is! And hopefully it will stay for a while!
- Good grace! What is it? - Chronical... plumbism!
Now, now, don't cry!
Look... what your mama's got for you!
That's good, good!
John, take a look around!
They're bristled with weapons!
Withal, the war's been over for quite a while now.
But you, my dear little sons, don't you carry any weapons?
- Absolutely not, Madam! - Maybe we're the only ones.
- Except for you. - Oh yes.
But I just don't trust these modern weapons.
This one belonged to my husband. He shall rest in peace.
Sure, back then I was a better shot.
But nowadays, you know...
...the eyes are a little worse, the hand shakes a bit.
Will you stop that?
Can't you once keep your fingers off your guns...
...until we arrived at the station?
- Are we there yet, boss? - Almost.
10 minutes until we change the horses.
Quick stop in Arlington - that's more healthy for everybody!
Arlington! The lucky ones who journey on may go for a short walk.
- Look! That must be the two! - Virgin mother, gigantic oaks.
- Quick, let's go! - Yes, yes.
Welcome, gentlemen! I'm Pedro and that's my brother Chico.
We're the employees of Mr. McIntire.
And who gives a damn? Get out of the way.
That's not really...
...what I expected, but... - Hey!
If you don't like the view, get lost.
Let go! I want to teach him some manners, these peasants!
That would take too long, George. I'll take care of that.
- Well? A nice animal, isn't it? - Well, a nice animal, but too expensive!
- What? - Good manners are not your strength.
But there's still some time to learn.
- You think so? - Yes, I mean you.
There are two ways of teaching good manners to someone.
But for you, I obviously have to use the quicker one.
- So? - So what? Listen, silly billy.
I don't know how you take care of things where you come from...
...but over here, we do it with this. - Come on, let him go.
Can't you see they're two unarmed kids?
Well, but they are some bigmouths. Give him your gun.
I'll just give him a tiny scratch.
No, no! Just a second.
A gentleman can't fight with a savage.
- We're from Boston. - Who cares?
Hey, nag! Get out of the way!
Hey you!
I told you to get lost!
And yet another master of good manners.
Are you deaf? Turn around!
Turn around, you bastard!
No, my friend.
You don't think you'll get away with that, do you?
Come on, don't make me beg you! You're no mama's son.
And you have a gun, too.
Are you mute?
Let me hear some or I'll deflate your ass!
Mister?
I'm asking you to listen to me.
My name is John McIntire.
Pedro! They are the oaks.
I have to remark that your behavior wasn't very polite.
The total opposite, I have to say that we did not agree with it at all.
Your interference was... Hey Mister!
Welcome, Masters!
I'm Pedro and this is my brother Chico.
We're the employees of your father, Mr. Rhett.
We came to accompany you to the ranch.
Okay. You can get the bags and the suitcases, they're on the coach.
- Chico! The luggage! - Alright.
Just a minute, we have a surprise for you, Masters!
What kind of place is this anyway?
These, Masters, are wonderful full-breds, full of fire.
- Take a look! - Yes, very nice, Chico...
...but maybe another time. - But they're for you!
- Your father is sending you them. - I understand, Chico. Thank you.
- I'm Pedro. - Alright, Pedro.
Surrender!
Hey come on, now it's my turn!
- But... that's a proper mania! - Certainly seems so.
John! I surely hope you're not planning, to present yourself to our father like that.
- In this condition! - That would be inexcusable...
- Ah, Pedro! - But I'm Chico, Master.
- Yes, sure, Chico. We're going to the hotel. - To the hotel, Master?
- A harborage. Do you know what that is? - But your father is awaiting...
- To the hotel, Pedro. - But I'm Chico!
To the hotel, Chico. You two, wait for us.
They're no oaks, Chico, they're two blockheads!
And don't you ever shove your dirty mugs in here again!
Get up, you boozer! I'm with you in a minute.
And don't you ever show up here again, understood?
I have the impression that someone at this table cheats mighty big.
I won't name any names.
But I swear, if I catch him cheating...
...I'll also shoot his good eye away!
- What are you trying to say by that? - I'll tell you when I caught you.
Hey, hey, let's rather gamble instead. Deal the cards, buddy.
- Something to drink? - Beer, my friend, beer.
Here's the first one!
But this time you won't get away with that little game of yours!
You asked these two bastards for help! Didn't you?
Come on, boys, stop it, be good! Be good!
Quit it, stop...
Hey! What the hell? You're destroying all my stuff!
Damn it! My beautiful hotel!
- It's enough, I said! - My goodness!
They don't exactly follow the boxing rules...
...but these friendly peasants do have a big temper.
- No, really. - Look, look at him.
You madmen! Just go away!
And you! Come here...
One moment! Help!
Young gentlemen! I think we better leave.
Your father is expecting you and they are starting a brawl!
You're right, Pedro. I also think our father...
...would not agree with our presence here at all.
- Daddy! - Boys, no sentimentalities, alright?
Ah, boys, what a joy. Finally you're home.
Hey, no sentimentalities, Dad!
- Your words, you remember? - Yes, you're right.
How lucky she would be right now.
- Do you still remember her, John? - Only very vague, Dad.
You can't remember her, George.
She left us before you learned to walk.
Her only wish was to see you growing up in a different place.
And I fulfilled her wish. It's been hard, I missed you a lot.
But she was right, it was better that way.
Chico, the flowers please.
Thanks, Chico.
Put some on this grave too, John.
- Who are they, Dad? - A poor family of pioneers...
...who came here many years ago.
They were attacked by bandits.
The wife and the kids were murdered.
The husband was wounded.
Your mother came here often to put flowers on the grave.
- And where is the husband? - I have no idea.
We cared for him until he recovered and soon after, he left.
This man had lost all his faith.
And they say, his gun talks more and more frequently ever since.
But let's go now, boys. It is late already.
Tonight, you'll meet the Demorlays, our neighbors, respectable folks.
Guns and rifles everywhere. Infants sucking on bullets.
Duels - yes, we had an eventful arrival.
Yes... this is not Boston, but there's lots of good people around here as well.
Mister! There he is...
The collector is here.
- What's so secret? - I'll explain it to you later.
Mrs. Carmen, may I ask you to go upstairs for a moment.
- And you, too. - Yes, Mister.
And now, whatever happens, stay calm, boys.
- Understood? Stay calm. - Good day.
- Come with me. - I'm coming, too.
Then I won't have to see him once more.
Let's go.
Listen, Pedro!
Your father will explain it to you.
What's that all about? Who's that guy?
Look, Mr. John -
...your father didn't want to tell you...
They battered him like that!
- Shot him to pieces! - For God's sake, Pedro!
- Why did they do it? Why? - I'm Chico, Mister.
Hey you blown-up cock! Wait a second!
- Are you talking to me, youngster? - Don't call me youngster!
As you wish, junior. And now tell me what you're up to.
- But do it quick! - These are my sons.
They came back home from the east today.
They don't know anything about the issue.
- That's better. - I wouldn't say that!
We demand an explanation!
You hear that?
Calm.
Stay calm.
You must know, it's not like it is in the east over here.
This here's a wild piece of land...
...where only a few real bright people get by.
Also the breeders, you know?
There are some thugs wreaking havoc around here.
Fellas who shoot the cattle, poison the wells, set houses afire!
Fellas...
...who kill.
But your father and his friends are lucky enough...
...to have us.
And we - for a fistful dollars -
...make sure that those things won't happen.
You can tell your boss that the party is over.
Oh, excuse me, Mister, that wasn't on purpose!
You just made a big mistake. You'll pay for that.
- Kick him out! - At once!
Here you are, Mister.
- Not on purpose! - Out with him!
Mister...
Very nice, boys. Good work.
Forgive me, father, but I couldn't take that humiliation.
You can't fight anymore, but we young folks can.
Alright, my son.
The McIntires...
...are back in the ring.
Let's hope that this Toland won't back out.
If he's like Pedro described him, then he won't.
Let's go.
- There are the racketeers. - Quick, George!
Let's try to reach the house!
So young and so stupid to think...
...it would save your life if you came here unarmed.
But your boss miscalculated a little.
But... Mr. Toland, we, we're not...
We're the sons of Rhett McIntire.
The sons of McIntire.
Oh, then you're the ones who kicked out the collector.
- Yes, that was me. - Bad move.
You should have shot him like a jackal.
You can go, boys.
We want to bring back peace to this piece of land.
And it has to start by enforcing the law without killing.
- It can't go on like that... - If you came to me...
...to ask for help then you made this trip for nothing.
I only know one way to live in peace around this area.
But Mr. Toland!
You can't hold a gun in your hand for the rest of your life.
- Join us! - And what would that be good for?
After the very first shot, you'd keep on paying just like before.
Boy, they also sent a collector to me.
Look, he lies over there, underneath the cross.
Ever since I have my peace.
Wake up! This here is the only law.
Fine, I do what I can, judge. Sure, it's not going well.
The boys are right. But I'm just a single man...
...all alone against these coyotes. - Now we're here.
That's right, George!
Son, faith and enthusiasm alone won't be enough for this.
Unfortunately, that's the way it is. The people here are scared.
They even come to these jackals' defense.
That's exactly the point. We have to convince the people...
...to revolt against these criminals. United.
Once we are united, these bandits will tremble with fear.
Without having to kill someone.
I don't really believe it, but one can try.
We must, Sir, we must force these murderers to show themselves.
Fine.
Bring me the culprit and I will be implacable.
We will.
Even if we have to turn the whole country upside down.
It's no use, Mister, we have...
We've been talking to everyone around here.
But they're slamming their doors into our faces.
And they also make strange signs.
- What kind of signs? - That kind.
They don't talk because they're afraid of the bandits.
Well. Except for Toland. And he's violent.
Then we have to do it on our own.
- Mister, I have an idea! - He has an idea! Him!
Instead of walking around and asking questions like some peddler...
...why don't we look for the collector?
He's right! If we manage to catch him...
...we could make him talk!
I hardly believe that after last time's incident...
...they'll be sending him to us, right? - Are you looking for me?
I saved you some efforts.
After all, we still have a score to settle, right?
I told you from the start that you'll pay for that!
The river will make you disappear.
I've always been a friend of clean work without witnesses.
Get out!
Or do you believe you can still swim, filled with lead?
One minute.
Hey you, freeze!
- You're talking to me? - Yeah, you. Get off.
- Put down the belt and come here. - And why?
Put it down!
Come here and stand next to the others.
You, get out there!
You don't mind joining the party, do you?
No.
- But who invited me? - What do you mean?
That I like to know my hosts.
And why should you know our names?
I do have to write something on it - on your graves, right?
A bad day, right?
Mister, I feel obligated - I mean, we'd like to, well...
If it causes you that much trouble, you don't have to thank me.
- I can do it, Mister. I'd love to! - George!
Mister, it's my duty to thank you.
But you should know that I don't approve of your methods.
Of course, everybody may think what he likes.
- But if I may give you an advice... - That would be a pleasure, Mister!
I wouldn't run around naked if I was you.
Something could easily catch a cold - forever.
This man seems right to me.
We also have to arm ourselves if that's a tradition around here.
- We're no killers. - Why?
Is someone who defends himself a killer?
He was fast as lightning. Quick as a viper.
They all pissed their pants.
But I went to challenge him in his room!
Jazz, I said, get out of the door if you got courage!
Hey you, I'm not done yet. So, he said to me...
Take this bag.
Who, me?
And carry it upstairs.
Me!
- Me... - Please.
- Me...! - You what?
I'll take the bag upstairs.
Fine, I like helpful people.
- Is my room ready? - Yes, yes, yes, it's ready, Mister.
- Something to drink for my friend. - A drink for your friend.
And bring me a bottle to that table.
There it is.
Only the bottle.
A nice cup if you allow me the remark!
I do.
It's the only remembrance of my father.
He was a nobleman or something. Never met him.
My mother though, was a little slut.
I'm more like her.
- Give us some good whiskey. - At once.
- And a deck of cards. - Okay.
Let's see if there's a free table.
- Ah, there! - Very good.
Do you mind if I shake these poor fellas down of a couple dollars at this table?
If you like, I could relieve you of some, too.
You see, boys, what only one cup too much can do to someone?
Let's sit down, he won't even notice us.
No, my friend, I don't like that at all.
And I really fancy a little game right now!
Then we will see if you like this game.
You're lucky, man.
I don't kill if I don't profit from it.
That applies to you, too. Buzz off! The party is over.
Work with tactfulness, Duke.
But please. A barbarian without style.
The world is quite small, right?
Yes, yes. Too small.
Well, then you better change the spot!
You do know the rules, don't you?
- Never in pairs at the same feeder. - Yeah, I know the rule.
But I have to take care of some things here.
And you know what it's like in our job:
The customer is king.
- Why don't you change the spot? - You see...
I also have to take care of some things here.
- You know how it is. - May I?
Yes, you're right. The customer is king.
If that's so...
...there's no other choice. - I think so, too.
Take your hands down! You too!
- If you allow? - I don't allow it!
No, no, no, gentlemen, I don't allow it!
If you don't mind, that's on the house!
You'll let me know if you need some ammunition, alright?
You'll thank me for this, I'm sure about that!
- See you very soon! - Bye, see you!
How the hell do you fix that?
Two beers, please.
Okay. But drink up fast and listen carefully:
If you never put another foot in here again, you'd do me a big favor!
You can put your mind at rest, we only have the best intentions.
One could think you're afraid of us, aren't you?
In the end, you're friends with these racketeers.
Me? I'm friends with everyone.
I say with everyone, but not with them!
No, I just handle my own stuff.
- Hey boys! - Yes?
The price tag.
A nanny. That's precious.
You, Stranger, are playing the nanny for these two kiddies.
Duke, did you ever think about your reputation?
You can't shoot at two kiddies, as you call them!
Two kiddies who still have the price tag hanging from their colts.
You're right.
My client should have told me.
But what should I do now? I accepted that assignment.
I can hardly wait for them to grown up.
I, on the contrary, really like that.
I like watching them growing up.
- I hope it's not for nothing. - But no, Mister.
Manuel knew the collector. He's from our village.
He's the brother of the cousin of the wife of Pedro's godfather.
No, he's the cousin of the sister!
That's enough.
They saw you, tramp. Come down.
Yes, Mister.
But, Mister, I, I didn't do anything!
I... please, Mister! But...
We'll take care of him later. Quick!
When they arrive at the tree over there, you shoot!
Yes, damn...
Kill them!
Mister, I'd like... You see, we'd like to...
We'd like to tell you that...
- You see... - So?
We're really grateful for everything you have done for us.
For saving our lives.
And most of all that you've shown us that you...
...even if you just want to enforce the law...
...you have to use a gun.
- We owe you... - You're up to your neck in shit.
- Isn't it so? - Yes, yes! That's right, Mister.
- Yes, that's right! But... - You want to keep your tails up, right?
Right! Even if they tear us apart!
And you almost accomplished that.
- Is that all? - Er, no, in fact...
...we wanted to ask you to help us a little.
We must learn to defend ourselves...
...if we want to get out of that situation.
We do know that you have no reason to do it.
The bandits didn't harm you.
Before you speak you should bite your tongue seven times!
- I just wanted to say... - I know what you wanted to say.
I'll help you. But to one condition:
Nobody may find out about it.
Be quick when you draw. And precise when you shoot.
Widen your belt a little. It must sit deeper.
Next to your hand. Like this.
Alright, Mister.
I'd really love a sip of coffee, too!
Not during the training. Only makes you nervous.
And... never face the sun.
How often did I tell you, you must have the sun in your back.
So. Come on. Let's do it, men.
If you keep going like this, boys, you can only hope...
...that your opponent will die of fear.
Give me that gun.
It's like a butterfly.
If you squeeze it too tight, it'll choke.
If you don't hold it tight enough, it'll fly away.
Clear?
Take one more look at how to draw and how to aim.
It's quite easy.
You cock while you draw and shoot while you aim.
Good. And now you keep trying.
- Like this? - You take too long, John.
The guy opposing you won't wait for you until he shoots.
And you, Irishman, don't pull a show for pretty girls.
It's quite alright already.
- Can you see this can in the center? - Yes.
Good. Imagine, it was a man.
And if you don't want him to kill you...
...you must think of three things:
First of all, you mustn't hate this man.
You just have to try to shoot him one moment...
...before he shoots you. - That's very noble, Mister.
No, that's not noble at all. That's just practical.
Hate paralyzes the reflexes. It's an advantage for your enemy.
You shoot with the brain first, then with the gun.
If I shoot him in my mind, the hand will be quicker.
Quicker than his. Like that!
You see? Very simple.
- Simple, he said. - And now:
Practice, practice and practice.
Fine, men, now it's your turn.
- Yes, Mister! - You, Pedro...
Can you see that can?
- I can see it! I can see it very well! - Fine. Go ahead.
Shall I shoot?
Now!
No, not like this.
- Try it again, come on. - I'm sorry, Mister...
...but this is not meant for us. - That's right!
We're better with these!
Look!
And Pedro is much better than me, Mister!
- You want to see it? - No, that's enough.
But you also have to shoot with guns, like the others.
No, Mister, not with guns. With these, if there's any need.
They make lots of holes with one single shot.
- And do you know how to use them? - Sure, Mister!
Like this and then...
Watch, how it's done. I'll do it slowly, so you understand.
Clear?
Clear, he asks!
I load these with a special powder!
I heard about that. And I hope it's true - for you.
I especially came to this damned village because of them.
Hey, I advice you to serve him well.
He's someone who knows these things.
- Hello, Cobra Ramirez. - Hello, Stranger.
- You're here because of a job? - Because of these.
What do you think of it?
- They're a blast! - I'd like to try them.
Not with me, I hope.
You're not lucky enough to be my friend -
...but you're also not that unlucky to be not.
You're in real good shape, Cobra. You're one of the great ones.
I already said that in the saloon yesterday evening.
And I told them about these, too.
What are these? Scalps?
So to speak.
When Cobra Ramirez kills someone he always cuts off a strand of hair...
...to serve the bill, right? But there's a guy jumping up and he said:
"Then why doesn't he become a hairdresser...
...instead of a gunslinger?" - Who?
Ah, don't mind it, Cobra. Those people are just jealous.
Spit it out. Tell me who it is!
So!
It was you?
Answer me! You said it?
For the last time, did you say it or not?
Listen, I didn't say it.
I don't give a shit about what my colleagues do.
And now I'd like to drink my whiskey in peace.
- See you around! - You're a filthy pig!
- A coward. Scum! - Yeah, possible.
Listen, would you mind stepping aside?
I'd like to see if someone else is standing back there.
Defend yourself!
- Defend yourself, son of a bitch! - Ah! So you knew her?
The next one will get a little closer if you don't get up!
Compliments.
You pushed the right button.
You don't know how much this cup means to me.
It took you long enough anyway.
- Would you like one last whiskey? - No.
Let's do it then? Where would you like to do it?
I don't care.
Then back there.
We'll shoot at three, okay?
Step a little back.
That's good.
- Whenever you're ready. - Okay.
One...
Two...
Three!
Hey. Where is the Stranger?
He left all of the sudden.
Almost exactly in the moment when you, so to speak...
This son of...
A real brother.
- And, did we hit it? - Did we hit it?
- That was all me! - No, me, me!
- Mister, once more, okay? - Okay!
What do you think about walking two steps with us?
Well, don't you want to know where we're going, gunslinger?
Over there, at the hills, we'll kill you!
At the the hills, you won't kill anybody...
...otherwise, you would have tried already.
Oh look, your boss is already waiting for us.
He wants to see me.
Is that supposed to be the big surprise?
Seems like it wasn't that hard to catch the Stranger.
As you can see, you're not irreplaceable.
Good day!
To you too!
I offer you a deal. A good deal.
I came to think that it's nonsense...
...to set two of the best shots in the country on each other.
That's the coalition, gentlemen.
The coalition! Right, Stranger?
Fine. I need the both of you. To punish the rebels.
I know your price, Stranger.
I'll double it, triple it!
That's an interesting offer.
But the thing is, I already have a client.
And you know what it's like in our job, Duke:
The customer is king.
- I knew it. - What do you mean?
If he came, then because he wanted to.
Stranger! Show us what you got back there, underneath the blanket!
Stop!
What did I tell you?
He knows the job! And never betrays a client.
- What does that mean? - Don't you understand that he has a plan?
Ah, you talk too much, Duke!
He's making a monkey out of you.
Well, I'm leaving then - you'll surely come to visit me again.
And that will cost you quite something.
Because I'm no small-time crook.
What 's up? Does shaving against the grain give you goosebumps?
Okay, you can go, Duke.
- You're staying a little, huh? - Sure.
The offer is tempting.
- Does he feel insulted? - He can go to hell.
- I want to bargain with you. - Fine.
But I like to look my client in the face.
You know, as a guaranty for my pay.
Sounds plausible.
You'll pay for that!
Fortunately, Pedro saw...
...that they took you away! - Yeah, that was real luck.
- We came exactly in the right moment! - Very good, exactly in the right moment.
- Just one more second... - They simply would have killed you...
...like a greenhorn! - Sure.
Just one more second and I could have found out...
...who's the boss of the blackmailers! You damned botchers.
- But we wanted to help you. - Come on, stop it!
I had enough of playing your nanny.
The world was already invented before you two arrived.
And if she's shitty then it's definitely not you two who will fix her.
Thanks for everything you have done.
But in future, we'll make it without you!
We're even, gunslinger!
Attention, there he comes.
Let's go.
No, no coffins made to measure.
The tallest of the three fits in there perfectly.
I just wanted him to look good, you know?
I don't think that this still matters to him.
Hello Camposanto!
Did you know that they call you that around here now, cemetery?
- My compliment. - You can compliment yourself.
Now your boss won't do without you anymore.
By the way, thanks for the collaboration yesterday.
Well, you did that favor to me.
- Now I'm the only one far and wide. - Well.
Now you can make the price.
Look, there's something big going on.
The breeders allied.
Stranger, may I ask you a favor?
A... what?
Fa-vo-r.
You had your fun. Now go and leave the finale up to me.
Do you know what I mean?
That they'll pay you plenty if you stay the course, right?
If it matters, the others count no more.
I have to do my work, Stranger. Whatever comes my way.
I know, Duke.
But whatever comes my way -
...I'll make you sweat.
Silence, gentlemen! Let John McIntire speak.
And why? Hasn't he caused enough trouble already?
Exactly! Ever since they revolted against the collectors, they're ruining us all!
They poisoned the well on my ranch!
Yesterday, they shot ten of my cows.
And twenty today! And it's getting worse!
It's all their fault.
Aw, stop it already! We let them milk us like cows.
They already relieved us of thousands of dollars!
What's the McIntires fault? That they made an end to this?
Shut up, you didn't get it yet!
He's absolutely right!
Seems like he wants them to kill us all.
- He's right! - Silence!
Silence! Please. Gentlemen!
This won't get us anywhere!
We're here to make a decision, not to fight each other.
Let Toland speak.
Toland, you asked for this meeting. What now?
Friends.
I'm the first one to respect the courage of these boys.
Once, I was courageous, too.
- And you know what I got out of it? - Yes! Yes! Keep talking!
- Yeah! Keep talking! - Alright.
And you know why that happened to me?
Because these jackals think...
...I'm acting in collusion with the McIntires.
Listen, boys. You too, Rhett.
I was always playing tough, that's true.
But I never stepped on anyone's feet!
Toland! You know damn well that my boys acted in everyone's interest.
Maybe. But now we have to pay for this.
Toland! Toland!
These pigs set the repositories on your ranch on fire.
- I tried to follow them, but... - Yeah, sure, Sheriff.
You tried to follow them. You never succeed beyond trying!
- Am I right? - Oh yeah?
And I'm supposed to catch some bullets for you?
The two dollars they pay me a day aren't worth that.
- Here, take it back. - Come on, Sheriff, nobody's doubting you.
You better tell us what happened.
I saw the smoke and rode there.
There was a whole bunch of them.
I tried to cut off their way...
...but they shot at me.
And then, at the ranch of the McIntires, they suddenly disappeared.
What are you implying, Sheriff?
- Stay calm, my son. - John...
...I'm just saying what I saw.
I lost their track on your ranch.
Where, by the way, nothing ever happened, right?
Exactly! He's the only one they didn't mess with.
- Don't you think that's strange? - Silence!
You have to take back what you just said, right now.
Do you think, I'm afraid of you, junior?
Well! You're not that brave when you're facing the bandits.
Did you hear that?
- Now they're calling us cowards! - Cripes...
Take your hands off!
- Just stay calm! - Stop it!
- It's enough! - Will you...
Stop it now!
- You'll wreck my whole place! - Silence!
Will you stop it!
- What's going on in there? - A brawl! Let's go!
- That should be better. - But no. In there, man!
- Do you want to abandon the Masters? - No!
Hey! Where are you going? This way, coward!
Who's going to repair all this? Stop it!
- Stop! - No, please don't, leave that...
No!
Attention!
Damn it, those idiots!
- Hence with it! - Here he is!
- Not to me! - I don't want him!
In the name of the law, stop it!
- Oh, excuse me, my friend! - You son of a bitch!
My clavus!
Thanks, Dad!
Bravo, Dad!
- Is that yours, by any chance? - Yeah! But I still have another one.
Thanks, judge!
That's enough now!
Hey! Hey!
Pedro!
- But, who hit me? - A gringo! But I crushed him.
Ouch, that hurts!
That little blood...
Hey! And?
Yes, John, that's the Sheriff's saddle.
But are you sure that you're alright?
- Oh, Mister... - Ah, Chico!
- I'm Pedro. - Good, Pedro...
- How much does a saddle like this cost? - Chin up, John.
We'll go to pick up Daddy and then we'll go home.
- A nice bath will do you good. - But, don't you understand...
...what I'm trying to say, wise guy? How much, Chico?
Pedro...!
- This saddle - well, about 400 dollars. - 400 dollars...
Listen, George, you're good at maths, aren't you?
If someone earns two dollars a day...
...how long will it take him to afford a saddle like this?
But who earns two dollars a day?
Hello, Sheriff! How are you?
What do you want?
You didn't wake me up, to wish me good night, did you?
Do you know what time it is?
- Yeah, Sheriff, but... - So get lost and go to bed.
- Yeah, I know, it's just, me and, um... - You and who?
Spit it out, what the hell do you want?
Well, we've been asking ourselves, well, how you manage...
How I manage to do what?
Well, two dollars aren't that much, I think.
What are you trying to say?
What does that mean, two dollars aren't much?
Yes exactly, that's precious little.
That's why the calculation didn't work.
Okay, Pedro. Go to bed...
...and come back tomorrow, when you've slept out your flush.
It crossed our mind that you, Mister...
...that you act in collusion with the bandits.
Well, that you are, so to speak, part of the band.
But what a thought, Pedro. Is that your personal or...
But yes, yes, yes, Mister, my very personal!
And that's why you came in the middle of the night, to tell me that?
- Is that it? - Of course, Sheriff.
All alone and in the middle of the night.
Why don't you come in?
We'll have a little drink and you tell me some more about your funny idea.
Thank you very much, Sheriff! Please, after you.
Aw, come on, get in, don't cause yourself inconvenience.
Hey... Pedro!
I think, you're a little loco, my friend.
Another hit and I sure am.
How come, you suddenly forgot your good upbringing?
You wanted to go inside in front of the gringo?
- Chico! What did you do to him? - We just exchanged some caresses.
Untie me, boys! Stop this drunken madman!
You shouldn't have done that.
Listen, Mister. I'm just a poor workman.
I can neither read nor write.
But if I look into the eyes of someone, I know what's in his heart.
And I'm telling you, that gringo would have shot me...
...after I told him, what I think of him.
Don't listen tom him, he's a liar!
He couldn't shoot me in the street...
...so he politely invited me into his house.
You don't believe that a gringo invites someone like me into his house.
No, those people only need us to muck out their pig sties.
You don't believe the gibberish of this unlucky fellow, do you?
Look at him, John. He's at the end of his ropes.
Let's let them sort this out their way.
He has no choice, Mister. If he won't talk -
...I'll kill him! - You're an American, just like me, son!
You're not going to allow these dirty savages...
...to lay their hands on me, right? - He's all yours.
You dirty pigs! I want to see you with folded hands inside a coffin!
Listen closely, Sheriff.
You see these knifes?
I'll pick up one after another, randomly.
And whenever I count to five I'll throw one of them in your direction.
One of them is marked -
...and that one will make you meet your Maker.
So, if you're lucky, you'll live four times until five.
If you're not, you'll only hear me count once.
You'll pay for this!
- I'll kill you all! - Sure, that's what you would do.
You would have done that to them, too. You would do everything for the money.
- What money? - You know that very well.
The money you stole from my father and the other breeders!
We want to know where you hid it.
I don't know anything!
As you wish.
Chico!
One...
Two...
- Three... - Stop him!
Four...
Five!
Good grace, you're damn lucky!
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five!
- So, will you make up your mind? - I don't know a thing!
- I know nothing! I swear! - You really are a lucky devil.
Maybe you'll live once more until five.
- One... - Yes, it's true!
- Two... - I'm part of the plot!
Three...
- They made me do it! - Four... Five!
They would have shot me. I'm no hero!
I didn't want to die for two dollars a day!
That's much better, Sheriff. But there has got to be a boss.
- If you're not it, who is it? - If I talk, they'll kill me.
But what difference does it make?
If you don't talk, Chico will kill you!
Chico!
Hey man! Your time has come.
No. I don't want to die. I don't know where the money is!
One...
- Two... - Stop him!
- Three... - No!
- Four... - Stop! I'll talk!
- I'll tell you where the money is. - So, you're the boss!
Only he would know!
Where did you hide it, bandit?
Now listen closely.
In the meantime, my men will have searched for me.
Forward, go!
You don't stand a chance. They will shoot you like dogs.
A little faster, Mister.
Or the first one who dies will be a dog with a star.
Be sensible for once, boys. Now you got what you were after!
- Take the money and let me go. - Sheriff...
...you still didn't realize that you're...
...not in the position to make proposals.
Very true, John. Where is the money?
It's up there.
Help me.
Go!
- Chico! Take care of the Sheriff. - Trust me, Mister.
I'll take care of him.
Careful, Mister!
- Up! - Thanks, Mister!
We did it!
Chico! He's up here!
The money, Chico! We found it!
Thank God!
Damn it, he outsmarted us!
What are you doing here?
I told you not to come here.
Something happened.
Those damned jackanapes McIntires sniffed everything out.
They thought I was the boss of the band and tortured me!
Now calm down. Have a drink.
- Where are the boys? - I took them to the monastery.
To the monastery! Are you crazy?
What else should I do?
But I was clever, they're stuck up there!
- Right next to the money! - Yes, but they can't get away!
Another one.
And we can shut their trap before they can alert the others.
Tell the Duke he should hold up the Stranger and everything's fine.
One more, please.
By the way, partner, your killer couldn't manage to lure the McIntires into a trap.
- Don't you think I'm in for a bonus? - Sure, partner!
Don't like it.
Dead sheriffs aren't my cup of tea. That's bandits' business.
What? You are telling me this! A killer!
- A bastard of a killer! - Sure, but by birth.
Someone like you becomes that by pulling a heap of trickery.
Alright, Duke. Let's not fight.
- I need you. - That's better.
- But this time, I'll set the price. - I'll give you another 5,000 dollars.
- But you have to hold up the Stranger. - But of what use is it to you...
...if I only hold him up for an hour? - An hour! What does that mean?
You know, the Stranger...
...is a tough case. - You're a thief, Duke!
But of course! Like any other respectable professional.
10,000. But you have to hold him up until the crack of dawn.
The crack of dawn? Crack of dawn is 20,000.
Ten. That's my final offer.
I don't think your money will be of much use when you're dead.
Don't you think? 20,000.
Agreed. Let's go.
In advance, please.
Something tells me, as soon as the work's done, you'll leave for Mexico.
And I don't plan on running after you.
Do you think the bandits will come here?
Yes.
You can be sure that the Sheriff was in a hurry to get them.
Stay calm. We will defend ourselves.
If only the Stranger was with us.
- We should have walked back by foot. - But no, George.
They would have caught us out there which would have been much worse.
At least, we have cover.
And also, how should we have taken Chico with us?
We couldn't have left him behind. They would have killed him.
Admittedly, now they'll kill us all.
Chico! Stop clattering your teeth. You're making me nervous.
I'm thirsty.
Have you seen some water around here, by any chance?
- You're not afraid, are you? - Um, no!
The Stranger will surely be here on time.
- Are you sure about that? - Well, so far, he came every time.
- Nobody notified him, Pedro. - The other times as well.
That man needs no notifications.
Nobody can stop him.
- Duke! - Yes, Stranger!
I'm in a hurry, Duke. I won't be able to stay.
Sorry about that, Stranger. But you won't move a bit.
I'm very sorry, Duke, but I have to move on.
- I can't hear you. - Then listen to this.
Can't help it, friend. I can't hear you.
- Did you hear me? - Of course I heard you!
Take a look around.
- Who! Me? - No! My grandpa! Go!
Take cover!
Go!
Forward! Fight them back!
Shoot! Shoot!
It's useless. They're covered in there.
We'll drag them out of there then. Come with me.
John! I got him!
If you stick your nose out there one more time, it'll get a nice little scratch.
- John! Give me some bullets, quick! - I can't, George!
I only have three shots left.
- Chico! Ammunition! - I only have these.
- Stranger! - Yeah?
Very nice. You decided to be good.
Like an angel.
A guardian angel, Duke.
Damn...
And what now, Duke? May I go?
Just go, Stranger.
My contract just applies until dawn.
And the sun is rising.
This is the moment, Fred.
They must have run out of ammo.
We all shoot at the same time and then we go!
- Tell the others! - Alright.
Pedro! The knife.
What are those damned bastards up to?
Why aren't they shooting?
Shoot! Shoot!
Give me the bullets!
Attention. They're coming.
Pretty Irishwoman! John!
Take them.
- That's Toland! - He mustn't escape!
Hello, folks!
- The Stranger! - Finally!
- Thanks and all that. - Don't mention it.
Hey Chico!
- I need you for a minute. - Me?
- Oh, the young Masters... - Come!
Attention, George!
Nice shot, dear brother.
Where is the Stranger?
Ho! Ha! Mister!
Chico! We've done it! We made it!
- The Stranger! - Over there.
Come on! Let's go.
- Good. Nice work, boys. - Thanks to you.
Because once again you arrived at the right moment, Mister...
Camposanto, right? That's what the bandits call you!
- Cemetery! But for them! - Exactly!
Enough with the compliments for now, boys.
You annoy the hell out of me.
Get lost now.
- But Mister, in there is still... - I know, the breeders' money.
I'll take that. For the efforts.
But we risked our lives to get it back.
We won't let you take it away again that easy.
However, it looks pretty much like I will keep it.
Go ahead, pick it up.
I'll give you one minute to lop off.
Mister?
Yes, yes, that'll be better.
And don't stop until you reached your father's house!
Very friendly, Duke.
But they're not that heavy.
Oh yes, they are. Twice as heavy as you might think.
Toland is dead, Duke. You don't have a contractor.
You don't have to represent anyone's interests anymore.
Maybe not his. But now I attend to mine.
This money is mine, Duke.
You may keep the other, friend. I'm fine with one half.
No. I don't share.
This stuff caused me enormous work, understand?
And besides, I'm too tired to fight.
But if you downright force me to...
- I'm pigheaded, Stranger. - You're too greedy.
The money you took from Toland isn't enough for you.
Money is never enough for me. I just have too many vices.
I'll teach you a little modesty.
Forlorn hope.
Many have tried that. And they're dead.
Do you have one final wish?
Yeah.
I'm out of cigars.
You want it with golden handles?
- What, the coffin? - Of course! I want you to look good.
You're a professional with style.
- When it stops, okay? - Alright.
When it stops, we'll shoot.
Farewell.
That's the amusing part of our profession.
I could have sworn that you didn't see him.
I thought you didn't see him.
Good! Then the next time.
Sometime, we'll have to know who's the quicker one, right?
Um, sure.
And maybe then it's about something more valuable than a few stones.
A few stones?
But... but where did all the dough go?
In there.
He told me to hide it in there.
Lo and behold! Let's hurry!
The Duke could follow us!
And we took him for a bandit.
- What a man. - He should become supreme sheriff.
Or even governor!
Oh, no, Mister George, that's impossible.
Governors are all thiefs.
To rob a colleague -
...out of sheer sentimentality!
- You're the shame of our guild. - I did tell you though...
...the old McIntire once saved my life.
You risked your life for this comedy.
Seems so.
Where are you going now?
Where will I go? Wherever they pay me!
In Abilaine they're looking for people who are quick with the colt.
They want to show some rustlers the ropes.
You're going there?
Might throw a glance at it.
Abilaine is up north, right?
Hey Duke!
- This way leads south! - Exactly, brother.
- If you're heading north... - The important thing is that you're happy.
- Concerning the "brother"... - You just resemble me so much.
You're just like me, a true son of a bitch!