Plug the holes both sides.
Push it in about a half-inch.
All right.
One last swallow and it's up to you, Doc.
- Prayin' for me? - Yes.
Well, then I must be drunk enough.
Damn my eyes, I find that kind of touchin'.
One last thing, Sister.
The powder will flare up when I light it, so watch yourself.
Now, you can load up the animals.
We'll be on our way as soon as you get this stick out of me.
Ready?
(Grunts in pain )
Ooh.
Mr Hogan!
Mr Hogan... Mr Hogan, remember the train with the French supplies.
You have to blow it up.
- How long since I been hit? - Hours.
What?
- You fell unconscious. - Why didn't you wake me up?
- I thought you were... - You thought. The hell you thought.
You let me down, Sister. You let me down.
Then why don't you get on your horse?
Because...
You're too drunk to ride alone. I'll have to get on with you.
Hold on to the mane.
Lean back against me. Lean back.
Tell your horse to get moving.
I like being in the arms of a good-looking nun.
How do you like it, Sister?
The Church allows this for your safety
but you may not take liberties.
I apologise, ma'am. I most sincerely do.
(Hogan ) Will you look at that trestle? Couldn't be sweeter.
- It's a miracle. - A great place for an accident.
Is this small package of dynamite powerful enough?
Not if you put it at the base
but if you put it up high on those braces - pow!
How can you climb that trestle with your shoulder... ?
- Oh, no, Mr Hogan. No. - Now, wait a minute.
- Remember I saved your life. - I saved yours today, too.
I saved yours twice from the French.
I saved yours twice - the arrow?
What are you gonna do? Are you gonna desert me in my hour of need?
What about that rattlesnake when you were hiding?
That was easy, no risk at all.
Did I or did I not come to you in your hour of need?
This is my hour of need.
What kind of need is your need? All you have on your mind is money.
What's more important than that?
My life. If I climb that trestle, I'll fall.
A fine psalm-singing hypocrite you are.
The French are gonna slaughter a whole outfit of your Juaristas
and you're the only one who can help 'em
and you won't climb one lousy, stinkin' trestle.
That's right, Sister, lean on it.
A little good, old-fashioned Christian faith
will carry you up there like a bird.
I know you're scared, Sara, but those braces are easy to climb.
You just keep thinking of all those Christian lives you'll be saving.
Have faith in that shiny cross and God and all those saints
will be right up there with you.
You haven't yet told me how you'll set this off when I...
Let me worry about that. I'll do it with my rifle. Now get going.
Surely that train's on its way.
Keep goin'.
I want the dynamite up on top so I can get a clear shot at it.
That's it, Sister.
You're entitled, you certainly are entitled,
but I never did see anybody get used to hard liquor so fast.
I want to take a few practice shots without ammunition.
You turn around and face the bridge. Come on, turn around.
Just like that.
Now, when I tell you to,
I want you to take a deep breath and hold it.
Come on, grab the end of the barrel. This ain't easy.
Take your fingers off the top of it.
All right, now take a deep breath. Hold it.
- You wouldn't have hit it. - Yes, I would've.
- The gun moved when you fired. - I'd have hit it.
Put out your hand. Let's see how steady it is.
You're still drunk, you'll never hit that.
- I'll hit it. - Put a bullet in it.
Let's see if you can hit something about the same size.
That little rock over there, the one on top of the big rock,
let's see if you can hit that.
Will you cock this for me?
Pull down that lever as hard as you can, then slam it shut.
Perfect. All right. Yeah.
Now...take a breath.
Now cock it again.
We'd better try it with you sitting and me kneeling.
Go ahead. Get down.
This ain't easy, now.
All right, take a breath.
Can you shoot?
No, and I climbed that thing for nothing!
Take it easy, just wait. I'm sobering up fast.
Meanwhile, you fix me a cup of hot coffee.
(Train whistle )
I'll fix you some hot coffee!
Sober up! You sober up, you dirty bastard or I'll kill you!
Sit up!
Now, tell me when to hold my breath.
Dear Mary, Mother of God, help this no-good atheist to shoot straight.
Hold your breath.
(Cocks gun )
(Hogan ) Hold your breath.
What did I tell you?
Did I or did I not hear you call me a bastard?
Well, I suppose whiskey can make a man hear anything.
Dear Lord, forgive him for the impurity of his thoughts.
There's the cantina I'm looking for. I may need your help.
- Can you go into a saloon? - In times like this...
The Church grants dispensations, I know.
(Baby crying)
- Buenas tardes. ¿Habla inglês? - Buenas tardes, hermana.
- Yes, I am speaking English. - Good. Tequila.
- Oh. Would you like something? - Do you have lemonade?
I'll have lemonade. You're getting drunk again, are you?
Oh, I never get drunk unless I'm shot by Yaquis.
- Then why the tequila? - Just to oil up my arm. That's all.
I don't think they've seen a nun in here for some time.
Not one like you, that's for sure.
- Gracias. - Hey!
- Any of these men speak English? - No, señor.
- You're sure? - Sure. Me only.
Good. I'd like to order a bottle of French champagne, year 1789.
French champagne, 1789.
- What is it, señor? - What's what?
This "champagne"?
Is there another El Gato Negro saloon in this town?
- Are you the owner of this one? - No.
- Well, who is? - Mi padre. My father.
- When does he get here? - Psst.
Por favor, señor.
That's swell, that's my luck.
They give me a code and the man who has it isn't here.
He'll probably show up on the 15th of July.
Mr Hogan, you should be happy you're still alive.
What do you want from your life?
A ranch? Cattle? What do you want?
A ranch?
You mean get up at sunrise, go to bed at sunset?
Rear end in the saddle all day? No, thanks, I'd rather be dead.
There's this town called San Francisco that's booming.
And if I get this stake,
I'm gonna open up the biggest gambling saloon in the whole area
with long, red mahogany bars and green felt tables
and we'll play roulette, dice, faro and all those wonderful games.
I realise that doesn't mean much to you but to me, that's living.
Some men have strange desires.
- Where the hell's your father? - Señor, he is sick. Enfermo.
It's important I see him. Where is he?
Since three days now, he cannot talk.
All this side, no move.
- Does he understand when you speak? - Si, señor.
Does he understand English?
Not so good like me but... my mother, she with him.
Un momento. Madre!
He no can speak.
- May we see him? - Bien, hermana.
Please to come.
Francisco.
Can you understand me, señor?
That means yes.
I need a bottle of French champagne, year 1789.
I must see Colonel Beltran at once.
Can you take me to where his camp is?
What about your son? Can he take me there?
Does anybody in this town know where the camp is?
Don Ezekiel, el hacendado.
¿Horacio, el velero?
She says the candle-maker knows.
In Mexico when somebody is killed on the road, we put crosses.
So these crosses not make anybody think anything.
Now, we go that way.
- How far, Horacio? - Not far.
(Man ) Put away your gun, gringo.
Name's Hogan. Beltran's expecting me.
(Man ) You mean Colonel Beltran.
Colonel, general, what difference does it make? Take me to him.
Siganme.
(Dogs barking)
(Baby crying)
I have been waiting for you, Hogan. What happened to you?
I stopped a Yaquis arrow.
- So you never got to Chihuahua? - Nope.
Sister Sara here saved me a good part of the trip.
Sister? How?
- Is the deal still on? - I keep to my word. And you?
Good. You get me a bottle of tequila
and I'll lay you out a plan as smooth as a baby's behind.
You tell me the plan, I will tell you how smooth it is.
(Beltran ) The roof of the garrison is lower than the roof of the church
and on the 14th of July you have promised us, Sister,
all the Frenchmen will be drunk.
Not bad, Hogan. Not bad. Thank you, Sister.
Yeah, we make quite a team.
If we pull this off, we might go in the garrison business again, right?
If we follow what you did to the train by capturing the garrison,
- all of my people will take heart. - How many men do you have?
40, but there'll be more by the time we reach Chihuahua.
- How many more? - 50 to 60.
- I thought you were an army colonel. - I am.
Any army I ever heard about, a colonel commands a full regiment.
Not after all the fighting we've been through.
When you got me into this, you said you had no artillery.
- What about dynamite? You have any? - None.
Less than a hundred rifles, a few machetes and not much more.
Even drunk, the French'll blow your heads off.
You don't know my men. Each one tough, courageous, a Mexican patriot.
Isn't that sweet? But I happen to be a Hogan patriot
and I'd like to have some dynamite.
You show me the tree it's growing on, I'll have my men pick it.
Probably plenty for sale across the border in Texas.
Yeah, but that takes money.
Even the food you ate and that bottle were donated to us.
Bien. We leave for Chihuahua tomorrow.
You can come with us and fight under my orders, my way,
or go back to that Texas bar that I found you in.
I'm in on this deal and no son of a bitch is taking me out of it.
If any other bastard spoke to me like that, he would be dead.
But since you have helped Mexico,
I am giving you a chance to get on your horse and leave this camp alive.
- Now get out of here fast. - I ain't leavin' here.
Colonel, please. This ring, it's gold. It'll buy dynamite.
Perhaps your people have other things that could be sold.
If someone shows me back to Santa Maria, I'll go begging for help.
Dynamite would save the lives of some of my men.
I told you I was staying in this deal, Colonel,
cos you know nobody in Texas is gonna sell a load of dynamite to a Mexican.
I am asking you, buy dynamite for us.
I'd love to.
Oh, Sister. You better sew this back on.
You don't want to have those people see you going around half-dressed.
This is better than killing each other, no?
I only figured there was gonna be one funeral - Catholic.
Oh? I didn't know that you were Catholic.
(Horse approaches, whinnies )
- ¿Como le fue, hermana? - Muy bien. Magnifico.
Hogan.
Easy, Hogan. There are no Yaquis arrows here, just a nun.
- How did you do? - I'm not sure.
You must know if you've got something worthwhile.
I just don't know how much it'll bring in Texas.
You don't?
This will buy enough dynamite to give my horse a rupture.
You did real well for me, Sister.
Uh...for the cause.
Maybe this will buy you a bottle of medicine to keep your arm well-oiled.
- Can you give this? - I want to.
I like you better as a Juarista than as a nun, little Sister.
Well, I'll just see you in Chihuahua.
Right. If we take the fort, we'll owe ourselves a celebration.
I might even put a little whiskey in your lemonade.
- I'd like to talk to you... - Your horses are here.
My packhorse has some handguns and some Winchesters.
- You'll know what to do with them. - Gracias.
A gift from some old friends of Sister Sara's.
- Saquen las armas en la remonta. - Could we talk?
I can't, Sister. I need every second to get where I'm going.
Where are we gonna meet up?
Just outside of Chihuahua riding south, there is a little church.
Be there as early as you can on the morning of the 14th.
Good riding.
Don't let those French spend that money before we can get there.
- Goodbye, Sister. - Goodbye.
(Horse neighs )
- Hello, Mr Hogan. - How do, Sister?
- Glad to see you're back safe. - Waiting for the dynamite?
- And you. - What, me personal?
- Mm, I missed you. - Yeah.
It's felt kinda wrong the past few days not having you slowing me up.
- Did it? - Yeah, damn it.
What's the matter?
Well, you see, there's a problem, Sister...
I should have never met up with you in the first place.
Come, Beltran's waiting.
Where have you been? There are only a few more hours of daylight.
I had to go to three towns but I've got all the dynamite we need,
plus plenty of cigars.
Ignacio. Agarra esa dinamita y llêvese a los hombres del campamento.
Salimos para la iglesia enseguida.
My men will leave for the church.
- How many men do you have? - Over 100. Let us go.
(Bell tolls)
The garrison's on that side.
They must be drunk already, I don't hear any singing.
Agachados y en una sola fila.
Hogan.
(Commander) En avant.
En avant. Marche!
En avant. En avant.
Nobody's drunk. Nobody's even drinking.
You got your calendars mixed up.
No. It is their Independence Day, July the 14th.
It is the train you blew up. It put them on the alert.
To attack now would be suicide. Surprise is impossible.
Without surprise, I never attack superior forces.
Instead of giving up, listen a minute.
I am listening but I have my mind on my men, yours is only on money.
I know how we can get a surprise.
Three streets from here is the bishop's old house.
To protect him in the rainy season there was a tunnel.
It led to the garrison when it used to be a monastery.
After the bishop moved, it was walled up. You can break through.
- Who lives there now? - Very good friends of mine.
- Trustworthy? - Yes. Very trustworthy.
Good, I got something that'll work.
- What? - Fire.
When you were giving those Spanish lessons,
you ever get a peek at where they kept the garrison money?
They used to pay me from a strongbox in the general's office.
Second floor in that building there.
(Hogan ) Was it iron or wood? (Sara ) Iron.
Great. That means it won't burn.
Now, I figure we separate your men into four groups,
giving them coal oil and dynamite,
and let the first group hit that main gate.
The second group goes through that tunnel into the courtyard.
The third group hits that gate over there.
The fourth group, made up of your best riflemen, we'll have up here.
They can pick off the sentries and set fire to the garrison.
This all has to happen at the same time.
First we shall wait for the cover of night.
And second, some women and children
carrying a piñata filled with dynamite
might get close enough to that gate.
What's a piñata?
It's an old Mexican way of livening up a party.
Come, come.
( # Melancholy Spanish guitar)
Atáquense, una monja.
- Sarita, baby! - Rosanna!
(Rosanna ) You are safe. They didn't get you!
They didn't get my favourite girl!
Sister Sara, this here's a cathouse.
Oh, no, Hogan. This is no cathouse.
- It's the best whorehouse in town. - (Women laughing)
Day and night out there in that desert,
you made a sucker out of me?
I didn't want to. You forced me to.
What are you talking about, I forced you to?
What did you say when we saw the cavalry?
If I wasn't a nun, you'd let me save my own bacon.
After I told you about the garrison you said if I wasn't a nun,
you'd say adios.
I wanted to be with you, I wanted to be safe.
I tried to tell you at the camp but you were too busy.
Don't look so surprised, you no-good atheist, move!
It could be, you know, I saved your bacon - again.
Trae al resto de los hombres.
Hogan, the piñata.
- Got the coal oil? - Yes.
Have them put this thing against the building outside the gate.
- How long is the fuse? - Approximately 30 seconds.
That'll be enough time to get away.
There will be women and children, remember.
Any longer fuse might be seen.
Don't make the children too young or the women too old
and tell 'em not to trip.
Fill the jar with candies and nuts,
just like we do at the birthday party.
- (Man ) Colonel? - Llêvensela.
(Screeching)
Hogan, the tunnel is open.
Libêrenlos. My men will have them free.
- ¿Por donde los metieron? - Por arriba. Por la escalera.
(Tapping)
(Tapping continues )
(Grunting) I can't budge it.
If we use dynamite, the element of surprise is gone.
They'd have to open the door if they had another prisoner.
The French want me very badly.
Why don't you turn me over and ask for a reward?
Está bien.
Even if they don't put you in here, it will get Hogan inside the gate.
It is a chance to open this door.
I don't like it. We'll find another way.
- (Sara ) What other way? - Let me think about it.
- There's no time to think about it. - I still don't like it.
We have to get that trap door open, don't we?
What you're talking about's crazy, Sara.
Listen, Hogan, everybody's got a right to be a sucker once.
How can we be sure we hit 'em all at the same time?
I will put a man in the belfry of the church.
When he sees you and Sara entering the garrison,
he will ring the bells three times.
The women with the piñata will start up the street slowly.
From the time you enter the gate and the bells ring,
it will be four minutes till the explosion.
- Slow 'em up. Make it six. - Bien. Six.
All right. Let's go give a Spanish lesson.
(Beltran ) Quêdense hasta que el americano abra la alcantarilla.
(Hogan ) Hold it.
I don't know how this is gonna come out but I owe this to myself.
- We'd better go. - Bad time for a war.
Bad time.
(Dog barking)
Anybody in there speak English?
(Man ) Oui, monsieur. What is it you wish here?
I...have something out here I think will interest you.
Sergent, ouvrez la porte.
Oui, monsieur?
Ah, mon Dieu, mais c'est Sara. Entrez! Entrez!
Come on, you little cottontail.
Sergent, fermez la porte.
The Gênêral himself will want to meet you. Un moment.
Oh, Captain, wait just a minute.
I've just about had a bellyful of this little Juarista.
She's been yapping at me for three days now.
If your general wants to socialise that's up to him
but I'd sooner have her locked up while we talk.
Je regrette.
(Man ) Entrez.
(Bell tolling)
They're gonna place that piñata right outside.
When I give you the signal, you get ready to move.
This little cottontail sure wishes she had that cross back.
(Guard) Approchez, s'il vous plait.
Entrez.
Passez, s'il vous plait.
Excuse me, monsieur, I'm certainly not laughing at you
but at this, this costume.
Come to think of it, we shall have to shoot you dressed like that.
I understand that raisin' money for the Mexican army is a crime...
- So is shooting a lieutenant. - Did that bastard die?
Yes, the lieutenant died and you will, too.
Monsieur, I am Gênêral le Claire.
My name's Hamilton, Gênêral.
- Tex to my friends. - How do you do, monsieur?
How come you caught this little pigeon for us?
Well, you see, I have this spread up north
and in rides this nun...
(Women and children singing in Spanish)
# Te las cantamos a ti
# Despierta, mi bien, despierta
# Mira que ya amanecio
# Ya los pajarillos cantan
# La luna ya se metio... #
And when I heard that, I said to myself,
"Tex, you just got to haul her on down here and turn her in."
I hate them damn Juaristas. Do nothing but cause me trouble.
They got my Mexes laying around just praying for independence.
You didn't know we had posted a reward?
- A reward? - 200 gold francs.
How about that?
Certainly better than a stab in the eye with a sharp stick.
Why don't you just lock her up and send me on my way?
Lock her up? No, monsieur.
Condemned prisoners are entitled to a last night of relaxation.
- Wine or cognac, Sara? - Cognac, a full glass, please.
Anything my sweet-tempered little pigeon desires.
Colonel, please bring 200 francs.
- Oui, mon gênêral. - Monsieur Hamilton? Tex?
Make mine smaller than the one you poured her. I'm just a country boy.
None of us can keep pace with Sara, in cognac or any other way.
To your virtues and especially your vices, Sara.
What a pity to bury them both.
(Women and children singing in Spanish outside )
Excuse me, Monsieur Hamilton.
A people who know how to sing - the Mexicans.
- Are you familiar with that melody? - Can't say that I am.
Las Mañanitas, for birthdays and weddings and whatnot. Lovely.
# Las mañanitas que cantaba
# El rey David, hoy por ser dia de tu santo
# Te las cantamos a ti... #
My, how touching.
They know it is our independence day and they come to toast us.
- Do you know what a piñata is? - Can't say that I do.
Come and see. A charming invention.
They build an animal figure from papier-máchê
with a clay jar hidden in the centre of the body.
They fill it with candies, nuts, fruits and toys
and suspend it from a tree.
# Despierta que ya amanecio
# Ya los pajarillos cantan
# La luna ya se metio
# Ahora si que yo serê... #
Now, that's real cute.
(Woman ) !Corranla!
!Viva Mêjico!
(Bugle call, men shouting)
(Hogan ) Come on.
(Gunshot)
Over here.
Get back to the house and pour yourself another...cognac.
(Bugle call continues )
(Men shouting, gunfire )
(Screaming)
(Men shouting and whooping)
!Viva Mêjico!
!Viva Juarez! !Viva Mêjico!
- Where's Sara? - Last door. Hall left. My room.
- Sara, open up. - (Sara ) I'm taking a bath!
Well, get out of the bath.
(Sara ) Will you come back later? I want to be all dressed up for you.
Who the hell wants to see you dressed?
The least you can do is take off your hat.
I haven't got time for that.
Come on!
( # Women singing Latin prayer)