I was only a kid when l hitched up with Herod.
He singled me out because I was...
...a little smarter, a little faster than most.
First completely fearless man l met and he wanted me to be the same as him.
We used to go revenue collecting along the border, the two of us...
...like some families go on picnics.
We were down in Nogales, taking the bank...
...and walked out to a street of federal soldiers and got shot up so bad....
This padre hid us in his mission...
...tended our wounds, fed us...
...talked to us both for hours.
When we were strong enough to head home...
...Herod told me to shoot him.
When I said no...
...he put a gun to the back of my head...
...and started to count down from 1 0.
So l killed the priest.
It doesn't matter what l do now. I'm already damned, I know that.
Don't go down that road. You don't have to become like me.
Why did you call me up here?
Well, l wanted to ask you one simple question.
Who brought you here to fight me?
Mr. Herod.
I'm just a gentleman adventurer...
...moseying into town for the challenge of a gunfight.
I thought Ace Hanlon was the hired gun.
I was so sure of it.
But he was just a buffoon. You're not.
My name is Clay Cantrell, and I'm a shootist.
I've killed 1 7 men.
Killing is purely a business proposition for me.
Doesn't give me any pleasure.
My employer's confidential. Now...
...do we have business together today?
As soon as the rain stops, I'm gonna make an example of you.
So then he said, "Give me the gun."
So, what could I do? I gave it to him.
-Like hell, I did. -You shot him?
Yep. That's the story of Flatnose Freddy...
...who currently resides six feet under.
Oh, man.
It was a big thing for you to enter the contest.
You made your point. Now I want you to step down.
No disgrace.
I'll only step down when you step down.
I'm telling you to step down.
Your time will come.
Not with you still around.
Don't ever cross me.
And don't try to stare me down like you're doing now.
I'm not sick or old.
And you're not half the man I am.
Get out of here.
Round two!
Four fights today, featuring the eight remaining contestants.
The winner is the contestant left standing.
Left alive.
Left alive!
From now on, we fight to the death.
Well, well. What a surprise, John.
You changing the rules.
Any problem with that?
Well...
...l was planning to kill you anyway.
Gentlemen, the street is yours.
I'm confused.
All I hear from you, you spineless cowards...
...is how poor you are, how you can't afford my taxes.
My protection.
And yet somehow, you've all managed to find the money...
...to hire a professional gunfighter to kill me.
Where's all this money coming from?
What am I to think?
If you've got so much to spare, I'm just gonna have to take more off you.
Because you clearly haven't got the message!
This is my town!
If you live to see the dawn, it's because I allow it!
I'm in charge of everything!
I decide who lives or who dies!
Your gunfighter's dead.
Old news.
Is it possible?
Is it possible to improve on perfection?
The man's dead.
-Kid's the winner. -l heard him.
I heard him move his hand.
I tell you, people. I'm on a different level.
In fact, l am the new goddamn mayor of this town!
Wonderful!
He stinks worse dead.
Storm's coming up. No more fights till we see what it's gonna do.
Drinks are on me, fellas.
We're gonna have to bury this old man deep.
He stinks something awful.
Get up now!
Go on. Get the hell out of here.
Get the hell out of here. Go.
Yep.
That little girl is gonna be a real good earner.
-Deal me in, boys. -All right!
I feel lucky.
She good?
Wriggled like a fish.
Get up!
Bitch!
-Bitch, I'll kill you! -Outside, you bastard!
-Right now! -You got it, whore!
You goddamn Sunday bitch! I'll blow a hole in you--
No, please don't kill me! No, no.
No, please! Don't!
No, don't kill me! Please!
John! John!
-Finish him off! -No!
-No, please. -This contest is not over...
...until one of you are dead!
Please, don't kill me! Please!
No! Please!
No. No.
This contest is not over yet!
Drink.
Thank you.
Die!
-Holy moly! -Goodness.
Gold teeth! A whole mouthful of gold teeth!
And the lady moves to round three.
Look at these teeth! A gold crown!
There's always forgiveness if you ask for it.
Come on, preacher.
God's on your side, brother!
-Thank you, Ratsy. -Goodbye.
Hey, what are you doing?
You're not quitting, are you?
I know this is probably the wrong time...
...but l like you, and I want you to stay.
How can you live like this?
Live like what?
Aren't you even gonna stay for Cort's fight?
-No, I'm not. -Wait.
-It's starting any minute now-- -l don't care about him.
I don't care about you or anybody else in this town.
I'm through.
I don't think you heard me right. I said l liked you!
Last bets!
Place your last bets!
Spotted Horse cannot be killed by a bullet.
Last bets!
Place your last bets, gentlemen!
Right now. Place your last bets!
Man's dead. Cort's the winner.
He killed that lndian.
Shit.
Spotted Horse cannot be killed by a bullet.
Give me another bullet.
I thought I explained the rules to you very carefully.
-You have to kill the man. -Spotted Chief.
Get on up there. Kill him.
Give me another bullet, John.
Somebody give me a bullet!
Thirty-eight, long Colt.
"I shall not kill." That's what you told me.
"I've renounced all violence."
Now, goddamn it!
Now!
Congratulations.
Looks like you're going to the next round, preacher.
Applause him.
Bravo.
Welcome back, killer.
Give me that.
I knew I'd find you here.
You know who l am?
Of course I do. I brought you into this world.
-Your father was-- -l don't wanna talk about it.
You've been here for hours looking for his grave.
He's not here.
Herod's men...
...they smashed the gravestone I made...
...and then they burned his body till there was nothing left.
There are good people here.
They're just cowards, like me.
And they're waiting, hoping...
...someone like you will come and stop him.
I can't.
I can't kill him!
I had my chance and l was scared.
I'm scared of dying.
You've been dead since it happened.
You're more scared of living.
It would be the same if you keep riding.
I pulled this from the fire.
He was the best friend I ever had.
String him up! Put him on a chair!
-Just say your prayers. -Here's the rope!
Daddy, no!
Wait, gal!
Put her down, goddamn it!
Let her go!
Hey, little darling.
Hello, bonita. Hey, hey!
What's wrong with you?
--pay for that. Oh, boy. And you gonna take him.
What the heck--?
What the hell ails you? That's Mr. Herod's prisoner, lady.
-You ain't going nowhere. -l hope you don't feel...
...l've sunk to some base, primal level of humanity. You see, now...
...the Bible speaks of turning plough shears into swords, see...
...when faced with an insurmountable evil.
And l feel that it must be God's will that I'm here.
So, l.... I....
And l....
Oh, God.
-Why are you doing this to me? -Because...
...we could both be dead tomorrow.
Promise me-- Promise me you'll leave Herod for me.
-l challenge you. -Go away.
I'm not fighting anybody else.
I want you.
I've already been challenged.
It's time for me to see if I'm my father's equal.
You would fight your own son.
I'm gonna kill you if l have to ride all the way to hell to do it.
Do you have some particular problem with me?
I'll let you know.
I'm not fighting you.
I came here to kill Herod, and that's what I'm gonna do.
-Stand down. -l will not stand down.
Stand down. Let me take him in the final. He'll be just as dead.
Let me make something clear to both of you: You are gonna fight.
Nobody walks out on this contest. Nobody stands down.
You don't tell me what to do.
You try to leave town, my men will kill you.
You refuse to fight, my men will kill you.
You had your chance to quit. Now it's gone.
Clear the street!
Round three!
Only four contestants left.
Mr. Herod fights the Kid.
Then the lady fights Cort.
Clear the streets!
You don't have to do this.
Everybody already knows you're the best.
No. It ain't about that.
I'm his son.
And if this is the only way he's gonna admit that...
...then so be it.
What can you possibly get out of this?
What do you want?
All I want is his respect.
-Come on! You can do it! -We love you!
I love you.
We're with you!
That boy's gonna dust you!
Yeah, come on, Kid.
Drop out. You've made your point.
The gunfight is in the head...
...not in the hands.
The only thing that makes him invincible...
...is because you all think he is.
Maybe five years ago he was the fastest...
...but time catches up with everyone.
He's just a little bit slower than he used to be.
And as for myself, would you believe it?
I just reached my peak.
Shit, that was fast.
No! No!
Oh, my-- Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Did I get him?
Yeah, Kid. You got him.
Did I kill him?
You were so fast, Kid.
Please! I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die!
I know.
It was never proved that he was my son.
It was a farmer that was.... He wasn't mine.
I gave him a way out.
He wouldn't take it.
-What kind of ink do you have? -Any kind you need.
If neither one of you fire by the time l count down from 1 0...
...my men will gun you down.
Ten.
-Nine. -Draw your gun.
-There's no point in both of us dying. -Eight.
-Seven. -Draw, goddamn it!
Six.
Kill me, Ellen!
-Five. -Kill me!
Four.
-Kill me! -Three.
Kill me, or I'm gonna kill you!
-Two. -Please.
One!
She's dead.
Oh, Jesus. She's dead.
Leave her alone, you vultures! Don't touch her!
Nice shooting, Reverend. Like l always say...
...you put a fox in the henhouse, you'll have chicken for dinner every time.
You're gonna burn for this, you son of a bitch.
This what you wanted all along?
Why don't you come and get some?
My nose!
Son of a bitch!
Of course we'll fight. But the rules say tomorrow.
-I'll even let you name the time. -Dawn.
Break my nose twice.
Now we'll see how fast you can draw.
Into the valley of death....
I fear no evil.
-Who did that? -l did that, Mr. Herod.
Ratsy, you ruined the contest. You got 20 seconds to get out of town.
Wait, that's not fair. l only ever done what you told me to, Mr. Herod.
Ratsy, you now have 1 5 seconds.
Goodbye, Ratsy.
-Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! -What do you think, Cort?
There's a lot of people here that want entertainment.
I could draw with my left hand.
How does that sound?
Of course, unlike Mr. Ace Hanlon, I really can fight with both hands.
How do you feel? I'm nervous.
It takes a lot to scare me. I love the sensation.
Time's up, Ratsy!
I always wanted to fight you, Cort.
Ever since the first time l saw you.
It's just this itch that I had to scratch.
Whatever happens, if he's still standing in the end...
...gun him down.
-Oh, my God! -Shit!
You're dead.
You're dead!
Sorry, John.
Changed the rules. From now on, all the fights are fair.
Who are you?
You stole my life.
Let her go, you son of a bitch! Let her go!
Wait a minute. Please, don't make my little girl watch this. Please.
Let her go before you kill me.
Oh, l can't do that.
Tell you what. I've had my three shots.
I'll give you three shots to save your daddy's life.
You filthy son of a bitch.
Shoot the rope...
...and if it breaks, your daddy can live.
You got my word.
You can do it, darling.
I can't.
You can do it, darling. Come on.
Just hold the gun in both hands.
Pull the hammer back.
-l can't. -You can.
-You can do it. -No, I can't!
Don't you worry about this.
None of this is your fault.
Don't you blame yourself, now.
Just remember...
...that your daddy loves you.
I'll always love you. Now...
...just remember that. Now, come on.
Come on.
That's close enough.
You're not fast enough for me!
Today l am.
The law has come back to town.