Ladies!
Ladies.
They're hangin' your husbands at noon.
They're bringing in the Thorntons.
They're the ones that got our money.
They got the Thorntons.
I had my life savings in that bank.
Make way, boys.
Hang 'em!
If we don't water these animals, we'll end up walkin' to town.
The bank in Dutchman's. How could they?
So close to home. I don't believe it.
Charlie said the banker's daughter got her head blown completely clean off.
Better prepare ourselves.
I've never seen three people hang at once. Two maybe.
Once time over at J udge Parker's tree,
but they were I njuns, so that don't count.
Go back to the ranch, lock the gate and hang tight, Charlie.
This is no time for those stolen steers or those Army mules to go visiting.
You don't know they're stolen.
We sure married into a den of thieves.
I think of 'em as highwaymen.
And bank robbers now.
* Rock of ages Cleft for me *
* Let me hide Myself in thee *
* Let the water And the blood *
* From thy wounded Side which flows *
* Not the labor In my hands *
* Could fulfill Thy law demands *
Told you, my darling Greta,
we'd see the dead faces of the men who took your life from me.
I'd hustle up some more ice there, M r. Van Damm, if I were you.
Looks like it's gonna be hotter than hammer today.
I got a. 44 ball in my foot.
Any a you gals got a drink of whiskey for Little Jemmy?
Thank you.
Oh, hell, that ain't right.
This ain't right, Preacher.
Hanging a wounded man like this.
You'll be out of pain soon, trash.
You all know Little Jemmy Thornton.
And all of you know that this young man's single fault
was not his skill with a running iron.
Or occasionally road-mining a stagecoach.
But his failure to avoid low companions.
He was always fair and generous with his friends.
Always a smile on his face.
And a whistle on his ruby lips.
And we know he'd never do a thin' wrong.
Oh, please Lord.
Open that safe or I'll split this child
like a spring hog.
I told ya.
The combination don't come until tomorrow on the payroll stage.
There's nothin' I can do.
Everybody knows that Cash Thornton never killed a man.
Kiss my little brother's dead asshole
and goddamn your lyin' eyes.
Praise the Lord, boys!
When the man shows up in hell with a curse on his lips,
Satan smiles.
Don't fight me. This ain't your first time.
You have no cash in your pocket.
No, but I got this.
Little Jemmy's gonna kill you, Cash Thornton.
One to go.
I know that Frank Thornton might deal a second now and then.
And he might put his brand on someone else's calf.
But I know he was always a gentleman.
Jake? Do something, you custle-gutted son of a bitch
or I'll blast your brains in the dirt.
Goddamn it, Maxine. No need to point your pistol at me.
You used to be a decent woman 'til you started hanging around with this trash.
Takes trash to know trash.
All right, folks, it's all over. Go home.
Their wives might know where the money is.
The boys always did brag about a stash they had somewhere
when they'd get drunk and shoot their mouths off.
My fee, M r. Van Damm.
Money is a seducer.
And the Lord works in mysterious ways
but not without cash.
Preacher, make damn sure
Greta makes it to consecrated ground.
Well, Tucson. Or Agua Piage is very, you know,
depends on the weather. She'll have a good, Christian burial.
Concentrated ground. Our men, too.
Whoa!
What the hell was that?
I don't want Greta riding in the same wagon as her killers.
It won't happen.
Hell, Van Dam.
I heard it was your teller that killed your beautiful daughter.
Come on, goddamn it.
Oh, my God. Greta?
Those sons of bitches stole all the money in town.
They ain't giving it back now.
They didn't even kill nobody.
Move it out.
What now?
Kiss the bastards goodbye then have a drink
might be traditional at this point, I think.
I ain't gonna kiss no dead man, honey.
Come on. Let's go.
Why the hell didn't you worthless idiots do somethin'?
She coulda killed me.
You don't say nothing to me.
That damn woman could shoot the hairs off a frog's ass at 40 steps.
Frogs ain't got no hair!
I want you, two assholes,
to get up to the Thornton place and keep an eye on things.
Maybe those whores do know where the money is.
Now get!
They were just lying there, drunk.
Around the campfire. Playing poker.
That little one, he tried to run.
But he didn't run too good with a. 44 slug in his foot.
My Little Jemmy never ran from nothin', damn it!
He had rabbit turds in his boots, lady.
Drinks around! Whiskey's on us, boys.
Son of a bitch better hope I never meet him in a dark alley.
What will you do? H ump the poor devil to death?
Enough.
Girls? All of us chipped in for the bottle.
You best take it home to do your grievin'.
Not a bad idea.
We could run those Army mules on the ring.
I forgot about them. Maybe we should go back and take care of business.
Absolutely.
Long as they think we know where the money is,
they'll be coming after us sooner or later.
We don't know anything.
Our dear departed husbands didn't have the sense to stash any money.
Let's get outta here.
I'm going back to bed.
Let me just pee first.
Hey, honey. How 'bout a kiss?
Wash the grief right out of ya.
Not a chance.
You used to do the whole number for $5.
That was before I was a married woman. I'm a widow now.
But I'll tell you what.
I'll piss on your foot for free if you don't move it.
How come those idiots never stole anything worth a shit,
and when they did they forgot to tell us where they hid it.
Let's go.
So you Pinkerton boys,
were bringing a stallion back from Mexico
when you ran into the gang, huh?
Dead drunk and pissin' in their boots.
Saw the bank's bag. We figured they were dirty.
Playing poker with stolen cash.
This state senator out of Waco, Texas,
he paid a king's ransom for that horse.
Some greaser stole him.
Reward's a pretty penny.
We figured somebody'd pay to have those boys back.
You didn't notice the rest of the bank loot, did you?
J ust what we brought in, sir.
We pressed 'em a bit, especially the little one.
He cried and blubbered but wouldn't give it up.
They probably stashed it some place.
Of course it's none of our business.
It's a long ride to Waco and not much there when you get there.
But Dallas ain't too far away.
Hot water, clean sheets, and lazy whores.
Them boys are professional.
Professional what? I didn't see the rest of the money.
Well, if the Thorntons stashed it,
I'll find it.
Maxine?
I wish you wouldn't talk so hard and mean about our men.
I'm sorry, Bridget. I know you loved Jemmy.
Question is, what will we do now?
Well, we've got a good piece of ground and it's free and clear.
We'll have to fight to keep it.
Maybe if we don't run, they won't chase us.
And if they do chase us, we'll just shoot their little nuts off.
Hey, Bridget, where's that horse pistol a yours?
I n my saddlebag. But if you don't stop sipping whiskey, lady,
you won't hit a barn wall standing inside.
Oh, yeah? Watch that cactus.
Maybe we'd better get on home.
Who put you in charge, dearie?
Figure it out for yourself then.
You never had any sense anyway.
You could've married that rancher from Tascosa and lived a fine life.
But you had to run off with sweet-talkin' Frank.
At least my cows never found me drunk and sleeping on the schoolhouse table.
Girls. How long we've been married to the Thornton brothers?
And how come in all that time we ain't never been friends?
They liked to be called the Thornton Gang.
Any chance they mighta hidden that bank money on the ranch?
I know every foot of that place.
Good. That means they won't be following us.
Maybe not.
But we better pack our bags and keep our horses saddled just in case.
By morning these boys will be prime.
I want you to lead 'em all up there
and strip the hide off those women.
Find out where it's all hid.
It won't be that easy.
That goddamn Maxine is hell with a. 44-40.
You afraid?
No, just careful, sir. And hungry.
How hungry are you?
Oh, hungry enough for anything you had in mind.
I own all the claims up to the ridge.
I thought the creek was played out.
So did everybody else.
But when they bring those hydra miners in form California,
they'll find the real gold.
And I bought up all the claims.
Trouble is, I haven't registered them yet.
I've got more money tied up on those claims
than all the rest of the money they stole from the bank.
I want half.
Fifteen per cent.
J ust because I could use a partner.
Not enough, unless you wanna come along with us.
All right. Twenty-five per cent.
For being a smart boy, Sheriff.
I'll be your partner.
But I want the cash off the top.
Deal.
Everybody out. You, too. Go out.
Get out. Go on.
Let us in, you fuckin' whores!
They're comin'.
Give us the money, you bitches!
Hey.
Damn!
Don't shoot! Please, don't shoot.
There they are! Come on!
Get back. Get back!
We can't hold these guys off forever.
What are they doing here? Where's Charlie?
Ran off back down the road!
Faster than a duck on a J une bug.
We gotta get outta here!
But my riding dress is filthy.
Go, Claire. Just go!
Oh.
Come on, Claire. They're comin'!
H urry up!
Move it, Claire! We gotta go!
Yee-ah.
Let's ride!
It's ours, boys. It's all ours!
They went tha...
What a bunch of idiots.
Those are the only idiots we got, boss.
Go in there. Organize 'em. Go.
Come on, boys! $200 each if we bring 'em in alive.
Come on!
I think we can lose 'em in the breaks. At least for now.
Pull up here at the Glory Hole.
Rest in peace, you assholes.
And you, too, my sweet chubby little darling.
Save their coffins, companeros.
We can use it for later.
Bodies must've settled in the dust.
J ust the wind.
Drink, jefe?
Si.
It's tequila you boys will be wantin'.
But you'll have to make do with mescal.
Kentucky whiskey, barkeep.
One for my men, one for me,
and one for the Lord God of Mercy.
You want a double?
No glasses?
You gentlemen passing through?
Who the hell ever comes here who isn't passing through?
Glasses are for regular patrons.
Keep the jug.
He's got a sawed-off greener under there, jefe.
So what now?
The women.
By the grace of God we'll know all their hiding holes.
We'll take the cash,
and then perhaps we'll have an intimate prayer meeting
with the lovely widows.
Peel their hides.
'Til they speak God's sacred truth.
So what now?
Dutchman's Flats is no good for us anymore.
But damn it, they're not gonna take my ranch.
Our ranch.
This thing's not over.
The ranch was always over. I'm done.
Frank and I coulda made it work.
Your beautiful Frank.
Didn't know the difference between a cow flop and a busted flush.
I was born in a cook's wagon on the Chisholm Trail.
I've been following cow flops all my life.
It's a lot better than being brought up in a whorehouse, isn't it, Bridget?
Well, we could become bank robbers.
We couldn't do any worse than the boys did.
Gang.
What do you think, Maxine?
Jake's following us with as many as he can get to ride.
And?
I'll shoot the first three horses and they'll go back.
But Jake won't. Some of the others.
Why not just shoot the assholes?
Horse makes a bigger target.
You sure we can hold 'em off here?
This is the best spot. You don't care to cover.
Watch my back, keep on goin' and I'll catch up.
Nobody's talking about going.
I am!
Too late.
Hold the horses, ladies, they're comin'.
Come on. Get 'em, boys!
Come on Jeb, get back.
God damn you, Maxine!
Come and get us, pisswilly!
Tell us where the money is. We'll leave you alone!
If only we knew!
Ah, shit!
That's it. Maxine!
We're comin' in!
Come on, you cheap trick mediocre fuck!
We'll send you home to momma crying like a red-headed stepchild!
Get down!
They got us by the nuts!
They ain't going anywhere we can't find 'em.
Let's go back and have a drink.
For heaven's sake, stop that, Bridget.
That was great.
I am blind as a bat.
What's new?
Are they gonna keep chasin' us?
We'll take 'em down to the breaks and lose them.
They'll be hung over, saddle sore and tired.
I'm guessing they'll go back to town.
We can go home after that.
Are you out of your mind, Maxine?
You can't go back there, we can never go back.
We didn't do anything wrong, except marry the wrong bunch.
Gang. They liked to be called the Thornton Gang.
Maybe they did bury some money.
Why shouldn't we have it? They stole it fair and square.
I was thinking maybe I could go to San Francisco.
You could change your name and teach again.
If you sobered up enough.
I would rather wipe asses than snotty-nosed kids.
Drove me to drink in the first place.
I'm not going back to punching cattle.
Stop it, Claire.
Cash wasn't worth one of your bloody socks.
I'm gonna go take a leak before I throw up.
If I was you, darlin',
I wouldn't piss on that sidewinder underneath that piece of wood.
Where the hell did you come from?
I don't rightly know, honey bug.
I guess something must've gone wrong.
What are you doin'?
Saving your life, looks like.
Who's that woman with you?
Well, I don't know. J ust some woman I met.
It's always just some goddamn woman you met, you turd blossom.
Little Jemmy, we gotta go.
We gotta go now.
You gave up.
Maxine was up there like a goddamn witch with her rifle.
What about that damned frog?
He could take a round if it didn't mess up his shirt.
Yeah, but not between the eyes. He ain't so stupid.
Andre likes his gunfights at long distance.
You need me, boss?
You're comin' along tomorrow, Frenchy.
I'm gonna go after them again.
I'm going, too.
I wanna be there when you hold their feet in the fire.
I've been a man hunter all my life.
I guess huntin' women won't be any different.
Girls, I think I might be losing my mind.
Jesus, honey, you're as white as a ghost.
I damn near peed on a sidewinder a while back.
Was it good for him?
What about tomorrow?
Well, just over the ridge there's a day's easy riding.
Plains of St. J ude.
Then we'll be in the Badlands.
Hell, nobody'll follow us down into that mess.
So, it's cold coffee, hard tack, and out of here way before sunrise.
Maybe after we lose 'em in the breaks, we can go home.
You and that goddamned ranch.
I have no intention of ever returning to that shit hole.
I don't know, Maxine. J ust remind me of Little Jemmy.
Break my heart every time I walk out that door.
Whatever. We have to get away from the posse.
If they catch us, they'll hang us over a slow fire until our brains boil.
Like the Apache.
You're the only one who can get us out of this.
Claire, if you can stay sober enough to ride, we'll be okay.
I'd crawl a mile to spot that conejo.
Cash.
What are you doing here, Cash?
Maybe it was your tears, sweetheart.
I wasn't crying for you. I was crying for Bridget.
I saw what you did to her. And so did Little Jemmy,
but he was always too scared of ya to do anything.
You're a real bastard!
If you would've kept your face out of the bottle and the goddamn books.
I woulda died. I shoulda blown your head off.
What?
What do you want?
I'll tell you what I want when the right time comes.
H uh. I can't tell you how much I love the great outdoors.
What happened? Talking to yourself out there?
I ran into Cash. Or his ghost.
Or maybe the remains of one of his farts, I don't know.
I saw Little Jemmy.
Jesus Christ, what's wrong with you people?
Well, you tell us what's right then, dearie.
We know what we saw.
You ain't seen Frank?
No, but I think I saw his daddy's buffalo rifle that he always carried.
Maybe that's a ghost.
Well, there you go.
There you go.
Jesus.
Maxine. Wait up a minute.
Haven't we gone far enough?
Okay.
They're two days behind you.
And probably out of whiskey.
J ust keep ridin' west into the sunset and you'll be okay.
I'm going back. I have to.
I may be a drunk but I own one third of that ranch
and you can't have it.
I'm going back anyway.
All right. I'll give you my third if you get us out of here.
I didn't take you to raise, damn it.
If I was gonna take somebody to raise, it wouldn't be an ex-whore and a drunk.
What about it?
No!
You can't just leave us here.
Follow the cattle trail. It'll take you down to the canyon.
Go downstream, turn right,
and you'll find a mining camp where you can catch the stagecoach.
Good luck, ladies.
Good luck yourself.
And when they find our bodies, come and get us.
Assuming you're still breathing.
I thought we were in it together.
The only reason we were together was because of the boys.
Gang.
There's only two of 'em.
What do you think, partner?
Looks like they got better than a day now on the sheriff and his posse.
Whichever way they go, they'll run into Cordejo Canyon.
Hold it right there, ladies.
What's your problem?
Where's the other one?
She ran away.
Not too far, I hope.
Wouldn't you like to know?
Actually, not. I think we got all we need here. Don't we, David?
Dang it!
Better use whiskey next time, buddy.
She's a hell of a lot tougher than you guessed.
What about that one?
She'll know where the money is.
This one ain't got the sense of a rabid coon.
Oh, fuck it. Let's kill her first, ask questions later.
You might wanna reconsider that, cowboy.
You got one chance to put it down.
I think I'm gonna believe you. Bitch.
Make that M rs. Thornton.
And let's see how fast you can disarm, disrobe and disappear.
What?
This is not a conversation.
Claire.
Keep goin'. Down to the skin.
You see that third ridge over there?
Over there?
I can see you every step of the way from here.
Once you get there,
I promise I won't put a round in your corrupt melon!
Jesus! I'll die.
Move at night, chew rocks, good luck.
Get going!
Lay her down here.
Easy.
How can we get back?
We gotta fix this lady before she dies.
Get all the prickly pear we can find and all the water we can spare.
Prickly pear? What for?
We've gotta peel them and cover her with as much as we can.
If she can't ride tomorrow, she could be dead.
They were here all night, boss, but they're moving fast.
Probably a day behind 'em.
I put you in charge of this rabble.
At daybreak, get 'em up and get 'em movin'.
And if you can't, I'll get somebody who can.
We'll catch 'em tomorrow.
Yeah. We better.
All right! Listen up!
My man here will confiscate
every last drop of spirits in this gathering.
And if you resist, he has my permission to break your fuckin' arms.
And I will personally shoot any man who tries to leave.
U nderstood?
Don't think that's quite legal, boss.
Shut the fuck up. And help the frog gather the bottles.
And when you're done, you, get some fuckin' firewood.
What about my clothes?
Fuck your wardrobe. Get your ass moving.
What if the women don't know where the money is?
Oh, they know.
And I can't wait to bring that bitch, Maxine, to her knees.
Hey, boss. We can't be hurting no ladies.
Put a silk sock in it, froggie.
What's that you're doin'?
Learned it from a Comanche Chinese trail cook.
Always worked for me.
Shoot.
That's a fever. She needs more prickly pear.
And some tea and a taste of whiskey.
It's in my bag.
Not too much.
You have to ride tomorrow.
Which means you have to stop drinking.
All right.
All right, I will. I promise.
I've got somethin' that looks like that.
Me, too. Looks like a piece of a map.
When it's daylight, maybe we should put them together.
Perhaps our esteemed husbands were tryin' to tell us something.
No more drink. No more drink.
We bring anybody else
who's ever been here before?
Yeah, Peacock.
He'll search for gold in an old shit house.
You'd be surprised how much gold a man could find in shit.
What can I do for you, boss?
Where're they headed, them damn women?
Headed up in the breaks. They gonna come out on the rim
which leads to nowhere.
Or they can go to the salt flats and then we'll find their bodies.
But I'd guess they'd hit the mountain fork come out on the Verde.
When?
Tomorrow afternoon, the earliest.
Could we beat them there?
Not in that mule cart, pardner.
Fuckin' hemorrhoids and more partners.
I could shoot you in the fuckin' leg, buddy.
Yeah, you could miss. You might kill me.
They didn't kill me at the Battle of Wilderness.
So I ain't all that easy to kill.
You get there before they do,
and I'll make it worth your while.
Since you're the banker, why don't you just give me a small deposit?
We've gotta get her up and into a shirt.
She'll shit.
Better.
At least she's not peeling anymore.
And the fever's down.
What's this?
Comanche opium.
Can you ride?
I can try.
Yee-ah!
Let's see if we can't put these pieces together.
What pieces?
Pieces of buckskin the boys left us. Don't say gang.
It's only gonna be bad news.
At least they were thinking of us.
They must have used all my rouge and mascara
drawing up these scribbles.
Hell. I know what that is.
How can you make any sense out of this?
Me and Little Jemmy did it there once
comin' back from a stage job outside Wickenberg.
Yes, I know the place.
They say this Apache god, El Monster Man,
cut off his giant prick so he could run.
And he left it right there in the mountains. Here.
Now there's this big pecker-shaped rock
right next to a cliff where the Apache don't go.
But me and the boys used to hide up in the caves there after jobs.
You did jobs?
I got bored. Hell. She went along, too.
Shot the fingers off a ray-man on the El Paso stage.
So, I haven't just married and then widowed by a thiefin' murderer,
I'm running with 'em, too?
Don't get your back up, honey.
Frank never killed anything but a winning hand.
It was the other boys that made the money
when they weren't looking at your ass in them pants.
Do you know the way to El Monster Man's pecker?
Bridget could find a pecker in a blizzard.
It keeps a girl warm.
Maybe they hid the money in that cave.
Let's go get it.
Damn right.
If you expect me to be a part of this wild goose chase,
I remember you saying something about signin' over your pieces of the ranch.
Sure, take it. I don't wanna go back anyway.
You took my whiskey. You might as well take my ranch.
The hang man. Oh, my God, I'm saved.
What happened to you, my son?
Goddamn. Women!
I know by bad experience
that the gates of Hell reside between their legs.
It looks like they took everything but your nuts.
Where's the senator's stallion?
The women took it.
Thank God I found you, boys.
Please, just give me some water.
You should've held onto the Arabian.
No!
Jefe. You want me to bury him?
We're all God's creatures.
Leave him to the coyotes.
Maxine! Bridget!
It's that hangman and a bunch of Mexicans!
Ride!
There! Go get 'em!
Yee-ah!
What's that fuckin' hangman doing here?
Same thing we are!
Ride!
Let's get outta here!
Vàmanos, amigos!
Get the women!
Whoa!
There they go, Peacock! Earn your money!
Come on!
Come on.
Ah!
Sounded like a buffalo gun.
That damn Peacock always rode the biggest mule in town.
He's got the trail blocked?
I don't see how we're gonna get him out of the way.
It's gonna take more men than we got here to move this damn thing.
Sure is stuck like a cork.
If we don't move the mule,
it's another day's ride before we can get out of this canyon.
Why don't you lead your horse around that goddamn mule and go after them!
Maybe after dark. That was that buffalo gun up there.
Makes sense, Van Damm.
All right. After dark.
J ust get that thing outta here!
Ol' Peacock was a powder monkey.
I bet he's got a few sticks of dynamite in there.
Jefe. Jefe!
Roberto won't make it through the night.
So?
Someone has to take him home.
He's my sister's boy.
I'm sorry. I know how you must feel,
and you've been with me a long time.
My village has been good to you for many years.
I wanna go home.
We made a lot of money.
Sent a lot of people to hell.
You've been my right hand.
I'd be obliged if you'd stay with me.
To the end!
And this might be the end.
Jesus, you scared me.
I thought you was the Apache comin' after me.
Are you gonna eat that?
Why? Do you want some?
I'd rather suck on a wino's sock than eat lizard.
I couldn't find a rattlesnake.
What the hell are you doin' out here?
I thought you were town trash.
I was a captive, and I got away.
I've been running for my life just like you, ladies.
Them red-hot niggers were gonna hang me over a fire for fun.
How'd they get you?
Took a ride on an ore wagon.
J umped on the back. They hit us outside of town.
They didn't care about the gold.
What they wanted was the mules.
They wanted the mules to eat! Can you imagine that?
Then they took me as a play pretty.
Damn Apache. They got a different sense of humor than we do.
You look like you could use a drink, little fella.
Yeah.
So, where you ladies headed?
Right to the very top, to this big rock.
Hey, well, uh, I can show you the way up there.
I know the way.
Trail up it's on the other side. It's hard to find.
Maybe you could loan me a piece of horse flesh.
I don't remember inviting you, kid. We don't need your help.
Come on. Can't I go with you?
The Apaches don't like goin' up there.
Maybe he does know the easiest way to the cave.
Hey, I'm your boy.
You better be.
All right.
This way.
Hey, you know, when we get back down here when it's safe,
I think I'm gonna head up to the rims 'cause I got a cabin up there.
You ladies can head down south towards Tucson below.
Looks to me like you ride like an I ndian.
That way. Over to the left.
There's a good place to camp on top.
We got plenty of water.
I never been up there after dark.
I've been. It's just a place.
The Apache they say that, uh,
the spirits of the dead come to life up there.
Why don't you lead the way, kid?
Be happy to.
Honey bug?
Who's the girlfriend?
I ain't nobody's girlfriend, ma'am.
As a matter of fact, I'm almost a virgin.
Yeah. Me, too.
What are you doing here?
I don't know. We just gotta be here, I guess.
You're a pair of fuckin' ghosts and you don't know why you're here?
We gotta go now.
But you just got here!
Pick up the stick.
What?
Pick up that goddamn stick.
You pick it up.
Pick up the fuckin' stick and go kill 'em all!
Go to hell!
Well, I can see the deer.
And I can see the pumas.
But who are those guys in the funny hats?
Looks like the missing corner of our map.
Hey! What the hell are you doing here?
Go back down there and take care of that $20, 000-horse.
What does it mean?
A round spot next to a tree?
It reminds me of something but I'm not sure what.
They were probably drunk when they drew it.
Who knows what the boys meant.
Oh, Maxine. I need a drink.
Claire, you promised. We've got to keep our wits about us.
Hey, ladies! I know where it is.
There goes our $20, 000-horse.
Hell. We'd have to go to Texas to get the money anyway.
All those old pictures up there.
People long before the Apache or the Navajo.
This place almost makes you feel like prayin'.
I'm sure goddamned praying. Everybody in the goddamn county's chasing us.
Don't forget that sneaky renegade kid.
I never liked the look of him.
What makes a kid like that go bad?
Why the hell would the I ndians wanna capture him?
He's more I ndian than white.
Maybe they raised him.
Old Man Berryhill fell off his folk's wagon when he was a nubbin.
He was raised by the Quati-Comanche.
I never met a nicer guy in my life.
'Til that guy in a dress tried to jump his claim.
What guy in a dress?
Some asshole Scotsman.
Old Man Berryhill took him out to the desert,
tied him to an anthill, slashed his eyelids open.
Comanche way. That's all he said.
I had a Comanche wet nurse.
Finest woman I ever knew.
Damn it, can't you two be quiet?
Want a drink?
No, thanks.
Don't leave me out.
If you saw what I saw,
you'd be drinking laudanum if you had any.
Bet you saw Cash again.
Bastard won't even leave me alone when he's dead.
Come on, Claire.
It was me he raped, not you.
It's the only way Cash could do it. Beat you, rape you.
You always knew, didn't you?
I saw.
'Course Cash told me. It was his favorite story.
He said you were always flopping your ass in his face.
I did not. I was happy with Jemmy.
Jemmy didn't do anything, either.
He just watched while Cash and...
Goddamn it.
Give me that bottle back.
Oh!
Maxine? Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Stubbed my toe.
It's really you.
Have you been following us?
U p on the ridge? With your daddy's 50-caliber Sharps?
Deeper. Dig deeper.
See? I was a schoolteacher. I'm good for something.
That's it, all right. I hate to say this, ladies.
That looks like the cottonwood that fell over
by the Glory Hole outside Jericho.
Jericho?
Maybe the Glory Hole's where they buried the loot, d'ya think?
They had to have hidden it somewhere when they ran out of the country.
Question is, do we head for the border
or do we go back around he mountain down to Jericho?
Why can't we just go down and around?
There's no water. And everybody's down there waitin' for us.
If we could find that money, I'd go to Frisco and open up a French restaurant.
I'd go to Boston, or do whatever I wanted.
You're forgetting it's not our money.
They sure as hell are chasing us like it's our money.
Claire's right. We deserve it.
So do those people from Dutchman's Flats who earned it.
I don't care.
I ndians.
They're getting away.
You don't have to prove you're not a white boy.
When you were at Atinawa, you were my son. Now I'm not sure.
I'm proud to be your son, but the money will buy us guns
and the Malasuertes will be famous again.
Do you think they'll go to Jericho?
They don't know shit from wild honey, but yeah, I do.
We'll get there first.
You don't really care about the money, do you, old man?
Hey, you're muddyin' up the water!
You idiot. Do you wash your feet in your wife's dishpan?
Goddamn it. You smoked up all of my tobacco.
Fuck you, Parks.
Well, boss, looks like your posse's disappeared.
I'm not the sheriff. It's not my posse.
They're an aimless bunch of goat turds who lost their sand.
Were better drunk.
Where the hell do you think they're going?
There's only two ways off this hill.
Yeah, I'm gonna go across the mesa on to the salt flats,
or bush right back to the dry fork at the Verde,
all the way to the Wells Fargo road.
Can you get ahead of them?
Maybe I could cross the Medajo Pass onto the flats.
Catch 'em there.
What's keeping you?
Or I could catch 'em at the crossin',
but I'll have to kill two horses to get in front of them.
Maybe I could, maybe not.
Depends.
On what?
You know.
And it depends on how hard they are.
All right. Take what you need.
I'll be right behind you.
Easy boy. Easy. Easy.
Sorry, boy.
Madame du Bois, I presume?
They said it was you, Bridget. But I hardly believed it.
It's me, ma'am, in the dirty flesh.
Still jacking off Mexican kids in two holers for pennies?
That's how I got my start in Tascosa and she never let's me forget it.
Last time I saw her, she was ass over tea kettle out the door.
Last time I saw you, ma'am, you had a well and a dozen girls.
Things change.
Could we stay the night, rest our horses?
Of course. Navajo girls will take care of them.
Thank you, ma'am.
There's only enough water for the stock and your face and your hands.
But there's enough for one bath.
Who wants the bath?
Let Claire have it. She's had the hardest haul.
Thank you.
A drink, ladies?
Thank you.
Could we leave some stock and supplies here?
We have to cross the mineral flats to get to Jericho.
We've gotta ride light and carry as much water as we can.
Of course.
What's all the sweepin' about?
Waitin' for a breeze.
And here it is.
Sorry, girl.
Are you hungry, my dear?
I could eat a horse.
U nfortunately,
I'll have a double order and a large mescal.
What are you gonna do, stay here to get married or what?
I might just.
Now that I'm about to be a lady of means again.
It's not our money.
After all we've been through, why do you wanna give it back?
We could still buy our way out of this mess.
You mean you could buy your way out.
First, you take our shares of the ranch,
and now you wanna take our money.
You sound like those Thornton assholes.
Was it something I said?
Her ghost chased her off.
I'll tell you something. If we do get that money,
I am never gonna fork a saddle again.
Here's to ya, ladies.
You can have the money. Give me the mining claims.
What makes you think we've got the money?
Why are you runnin'?
Because you're chasin' us!
Yeah. And you can't run far enough or fast enough to get away from me.
Cut a deal with me.
I'll lead the others down a blind canyon.
Let them starve to death.
If you don't, Van Damm and that preacher will be here in the mornin',
and you ain't gonna like what's gonna happen.
Let us think about it.
Hey, honey.
Come outside with me. I need to talk to you.
I n your dreams.
Come outside.
Leave her alone.
Look under the table, dipshit.
If I pull the trigger, it will take you three hard weeks to die.
No need for gunfire.
You think hard, 'cause I'm not going away
until I get an answer.
Thanks.
You're very welcome.
Good night, ladies.
Hope your friend is sober enough to ride tomorrow.
She's startin' to be more trouble than she's worth.
You're getting pretty hard on her.
Maybe I shouldn't have come back.
Maybe you shouldn't have left in the first place, Maxine.
Hey, honey! Where're you goin'?
Come on over and have a drink.
Please yourself.
Yee-ah!
Damn.
Maxine!
Damn!
I can't believe she didn't wake you up.
Well, I guess that last mescal was just one too many.
Do think she'll make it all the way to Jericho?
If she keeps riding that animal as hard as she is, she won't make ten miles.
Hope she doesn't get to the money before we do.
She'll be okay if we find her before she runs out of water.
Aren't we there yet?
You wanna go back?
Claire!
She won't be far.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Claire.
Remember the horse you killed. We could have all died.
And you just wanted to get all the money for yourself.
I would have left your share!
I just wanted to get my part and go!
Where?
I don't know where I was going.
J ust wanted to get out of here.
I can't do anything right.
I can't go back to teaching.
I can't even stop drinking.
J ust leave me here to die.
Come on, Claire. We've come this far together.
We gotta go see what's in Jericho.
If we don't, they're just gonna kills us anyway.
I may be a fool, but I brought you a fresh horse.
To go where?
There's no place left for me to go.
Except for maybe if I had the money.
And now you say we have to give it back?
It's not ours!
I'll go with you.
But I am not gonna help you find that money if you're gonna give it back.
I don't need your help.
You didn't catch up with 'em.
I know where they're goin'.
Jericho. Nowhere else they could be headed.
Good. Let's go.
I want at least one of them alive, so I can see her hang.
Jericho?
Where we buried those men, jefe.
What do you think the chances are
that we buried those bodies on top of their loot.
Yo no sé.
It's a big hole.
Shit! The posse!
Hang in there, darlin', you're almost there!
H urry!
You could've had it all fancy if you woulda killed 'em all like I told ya!
Deeper! Dig deeper!
You keep going. I'll hold 'em off.
They ain't going nowhere but the old mine. A dead end.
I'm goin' in there and get a drink.
Yeah, let's go have a drink.
I chased them women longer than I chased my wife.
What are they doing, the useless fucks and goat turds?
Let's go.
Oh, my God.
Good Lord, it's them.
This where it's at?
We're gonna need a rope and a shovel.
What makes it your business?
Who are you?
Don't matter, does it? Come on.
We shouldn't have any trouble finding a shovel in a mining camp.
You cover me.
I'll go with him. Watch my back.
What are you looking at?
I don't know, yet.
You sure ain't my husband's ghost.
I've been following y'all, trying to help you out.
Why? You a friend of Frank?
Not really.
I'm a Thornton. We don't have friends.
What are you sayin'?
I'm his brother.
The last of the Thornton boys.
Before they left Alabama,
they dumped me on the docks at Mobile
so they could run.
That was my first job with 'em.
A train. Payroll.
And that was my thanks.
They did this to me.
No.
I ain't his friend. Or the other two.
But it's my money as much as anybody's.
I thought you said you were to help us.
But you're just here to help yourself.
I'm watching out for my property, same as you are.
I don't wanna kill you, lady.
But I wouldn't mind shooting your toes off.
Put it down.
You might be family, but you're not half the man Frank was.
Some day I just might show you what kind of man I am.
Who the hell are you, you son of a bitch?
I'm God's fuckin' vengeance.
Bring that shovel, lady. You're gonna need it.
No se muevan!
The hangman has your friend.
I won't kill you unless you make me.
Muévete. Vàmonos.
Alli.
Sacre bleu!
Now, you lovely sinners.
Drop your weapons! Or I'll take her head off from the shoulders.
Put 'em up, hangman.
You ain't gonna kill anybody else today.
We've got no quarrel, brother.
Let's have the women dig it up
and then we could cut it up like a fat hog.
Jake. You've gotta save me, Jake.
Jake.
I don't need another damn partner.
Neither do I.
Looks to me like you're all by yourself.
I dumped your little girl in there!
With all them commoner sons of bitches!
But I never thought to look for the goods in my own graveyard.
Why you...
Maxine, get down!
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord my ass.
I thought you wanted me dead.
I changed my mind.
I'm coming out, Jake!
Bad luck, Max. It's just us now.
Whatever's gonna happen, you're not gonna like it.
You ain't got the guts to pull that trigger.
Jesus.
Damn!
I thought you were more Apache than white.
Take him to the bar. He's the gringo's problem.
My momma and daddy traded me for a jug a snake-head whiskey
when I was a kid. If you'da known 'em,
you'd understand why I choose to be an Apache.
It's here, all right.
Deeper. Go deeper.
Shut up.
There's more here.
The Thorntons raided my camp one night.
They killed an old woman and two children
and stole the sacred bundle for fun.
Even if we knew where it was, we can't go in there.
Now we are the Malasuertes again.
Thank you.
I guess they're dead once and for all.
You think that's what they wanted?
For us to give 'em a decent burial?
I think they were using us as an excuse to hang around and cause trouble.
Maybe they loved us so much they just had to come back.
Wouldn't it be pretty to think so?
I guess we can split this up.
I wouldn't know who to give it back to if I wanted to.
Show him this when he wakes up.
It's the deed to the ranch.
He's the last of the Thornton's.
My share's in there, too. I didn't want it anyway.
So, what's it gonna be, ladies?
San Francisco or Boston?
San Francisco's closer.
It's the Thorntons and our money.
Thanks the Lord Jesus.
What about us, Jake?
Hell, Maxine.
If marrying bad were a crime, we'd all be in jail.
Get that money over here!
Get my bandanna out of my pocket!
Bring that money over here!
* On the far side Of Jericho *
* All the women Long to go *
* On the far side Of Jericho *
* There are places You can't go *
* There are finds you should know *
* Everyone will Sell their soul *
* On the far side Of Jericho *
* The love will Hang them high *
* And the women They will sigh *
* And their goals Will live and die *
* And they see it By, by and by *
* On the far side Of Jericho *
* Everyone will Sell their soul *
* On the far side Of Jericho *