I want to feel between my fingers the warm wood of a plough.
The prickly ears of grain,
the silky soft hair of my woman.
But I can't... 'cause I've got to kill.
I want to look into people's eyes
and see them smiling...
to clasp the hand of every man and feel mine clasped by him.
But I can't... 'cause I've got to kill.
The southern hills are waiting for me.
The branches of the trees are weak
and spring is coming back again.
I don't have time to die.
In all these things there's the truth of life
and when I speak of them my voice fails me.
if everything goes well this time Duke, I'm taking off.
Where to?
Some place where I can find a good piece of land to buy.
With Susan?
I want to have a family... a home... a life of my own.
That's impossible, Steve.
A life like ours is tied to a pistol.
Grab one in your fist once and you've got to keep on using it forever.
Killing so as not to be killed.
And then sooner or later some young pistolero will come along and then
flush you out from wherever you go to bury your past.
And he'll be able to boast
that he was the one who gunned down the famous Steve Blane.
I want to chance it.
Like I chanced it?
On that single bullet that killed my wife no one bothered to write,
"meant for Duke Mc Cannon".
I hope I'll be luckier.
And I hope you will, too.
But don't figure on including my daughter in your plans.
I don't hanker for her being that pistolero
who has to hunt her down and place an ounce and a half of lead
right between your eyes.
What are you doing? Why have you tied us up?!
Take the money.
Take whatever you want but please don't hurt us.
We are taking the money in advance
in case we manage to free them from the bandit Ramirez.
On the other hand, if we fail and end up by fertilizing your land,
tied up like you are now you can tell them that we came in and robbed you
and that way you might be able to save your hides.
The bandits! The bandits!
Better put gags on, Steve. They are here, all of them.
Hey! Is there anyone around here?!
Everyone of you people are dead?!
What the devil is going on?!
Is everyone in the whole village taking a siesta?!
Come out somebody and bring the rewards
for the man who protects you from the bandits.
Count up to twenty, Steve.
Hey, you, don't stand there. Come closer.
Hurry up! And hold your hands a little higher.
They are all taken care of.
They weren't all taken care of.
Next time you've got to get them between the eyes.
Get a doctor. Quick!
We don't have any doctor here. I look after the sick animals.
What's the difference?!
We are all animals to be slaughtered.
It's in a bad spot.
I'm going to have to try to cut it out. Let's get him inside the house.
Bring some hot water, Consuelo.
Get my instruments, Paco. Hurry!
I want to feel all the pain, Doc
In that way at least I'll be able to know I'm still alive.
You mustn't speak. -I have to speak! You go ahead and do your work.
Steve... -Yeah, Duke?
This is where we split up.
Take this
and give my part of it to Susan without telling her about what happened.
And I'd like to see Fabienne.
Yes, Duke.
Steve... keep in mind what I told you.
Get on there! What are you waiting for?!
My daughter is not for you, Steve.
So leave her alone!
If I find you so much as touched her,
I'll come back and hunt you down... even dead.
I have to find you...and plant...
A bullet between my eyes. I know.
As you can see I've come back again.
Want to spin the wheel?
No, I want you.
What price are you offering?
Whatever price you name.
Hm. In that case you must be very rich.
All I need is my colt.
I've already got a man with a colt and what he offers me is more than enough.
And I'll kill that man of yours.
So it's your ambition to end up with a bullet between your eyes.
Tell me who he is?! What's his name?!
That's enough now.
Howdy, Steve? You look fine all dressed up like a cowboy.
I've got to talk to you. -First tell me where's Duke.
Are you hard of hearing?! I want to talk to the lady.
Duke got himself wounded over at Casas Grandes.
Is it serious?!
He'll have a rough time... if he pulls through.
He wants to see you.
What are you going to do?
I'm going to find a piece of land, settle down on it and live in peace.
Oh, please take me with you. I want to get away from here.
You are Duke's woman.
But you know I love you, Steve.
I'm sorry but where I'm going there's no place for two women.
You are going to take Susan?
Don't do it. Duke would kill you.
He'd kill me anyhow if I took you.
At least this way I'll be risking my life for something worthwhile.
Duke gave me this to give to Susan
but from now on I'm going to be looking after her.
That's him. He's my man.
Hey! You are a thief and a grand coward!
Did you hear me?!
Look at me in the face if you've got the guts!
I'm going to count up to three, you dog.
Then I'll fire.
He's good, that gringo.
Yes, but... he's got a lot of money.
Are you tired, Susan?
A little.
We can spend the night here then.
Can you tell me where I can find the gringo who was wounded here?
Yes, come along with me.
I'm the one who adopted him. He's feeling a lot better now.
Why don't you try to get some sleep, Susan.
Because I can't for the same reason that you can't. It's my father.
Tell me, when he comes home and doesn't find me there...
How do you think he'll take it?
Bad.
You know, in this life every man,
sooner or later, has to take a daughter away from a father.
And then when that man becomes a father
he doesn't want the same thing to happen to his daughter.
And what's going to happen to us then?
Nothing.
'Cause for the time Duke finds us we'll already be married
and maybe we will be able to cool him off
by putting a little grandchild in front of his eyes.
Who's up there?! -Three poor Mexicans, senor.
What do you want from me?! -Just some of your money, senor.
And if you'll give us a little bit we'll leave you in peace.
Forget it. -Without any money we poor Mexicans won't make justice.
My advice to you senor is to toss us that bag of money.
Come down and get it.
Oh, you'll get hurt senor talking like that.
We are very sorry for your lovely young lady
but our rifles are covering both of you
and your horses too so you cannot escape.
It's my horse.
Steve!
... I had to kill him Susan.
He had a broken leg.
Ah, and just like that. He runs off with my daughter and my money!
And he'll use that money as a dowry. What a fool I was to...
No, don't upset yourself too much. You might open up your wound that way.
Steve has already made sure of opening it.
And it will heal only when I'll hunt him down and kill him!
They love each other, Duke. They are only children.
A pistolero is an old man when he is twenty
because he's always got one foot in the grave.
And that'll go for you too?
Yeah, and I have both practically in it. Susan can shed a few tears now.
She can still manage to start a new life.
Look for him, Fabienne. Find him!
And when you track him down, send me word
then go and buy him a fine casket with brass handles.
I'll give him a handsome funeral,
that'll be worthy for the first and last tears of my daughter.
Good shot. Good shot...
Thank you. Thank You.
You can go now. I won't be needing you boys any longer.
The white one is sure groggy, eh?
Cut him to pieces. -Come on, Red.
Come on. Get him! -Finish him off!
Anybody wants to cover ten dollars that the red one gets killed?
Hey, cowboy. You're on!
I accept that bet.
You loose, my fat friend.
How did you figure that out? -He's dead. -Look at old Red there.
If he's not stone cold dead I'll give you back your money.
Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
My friend is right. Shhh. Don't get him mad. Understand?!
Now, beat it.
Whoa there. -Buenos dias, senores.
Try and find us a nice room, Susan. I'll be back soon.
Soon means how long?
As long as it takes me to see if there's a farm for sale.
The land is good.
Now you go and get some rest.
All right, Steve.
Excuse me, Sheriff. I don't understand. Is this town called Jackson and Burns?
The name of the town is Probbles but you can call it whatever you like.
It won't change a thing. -Is this bank safe?
As safe as death.
I assure you, Mister Stone that this silver mine is a good buy for that price.
I'm interested only in cattle and livestock.
Before you turn it down take a look at it's location on the map.
The Jackson and Burns bank is at your service, mister. What can I do for you?
The owners of this bank must be two mighty important men, I guess.
We take care of ourselves.
Are you Mister Jackson?
Burns.
My name is Blane... Steve Blane.
I want to deposit this money with you.
You take care of Mister Stone and I'll attend to Mister Blane.
Will you be staying a long time here in Probbles?
If I'll find me a good piece of land to buy I'll stay here.
You might have some difficulty. All the good land in these parts belong to us.
You see, we bought it all up because the farmers couldn't take care of it.
And we would like to see Probbles develop into a rich and important city.
Oh, I see you have its interest at heart. -Exactly!
However, if you want to make a good investment with your money...
I may be able to get a silver mine for you.
No, thanks. I don't happen to have any trust in...
In me?
In the mine. If there's silver in it, why is it for sale?
In this case you are making a mistake.
I've made a lot of mistakes. What's one more or less?
There's six thousand dollars here.
Jim, make out a receipt for this money.
Mister Steve Blane,
for deposit... six thousand dollars.
You write well with your left hand.
I'd say you noticed too much for your own good.
In my business I've learned to notice all kind of things.
And is your business, may I ask... that of farming? Mister Blane?
If I find the right land... Yeah.
I'd like to get my horse's shoes changed.
There's probably more work than I can handle.
'II try to get around to it by night.
Tomorrow is all right for me.
Take care of this horse, Charlie.
Excuse me, a minute.
Is there anybody around these parts who wants to sell a ranch?
I don't know, I don't think there is.
Give me another drink.
Show me the face of the president or a piece of silver.
I'll pay you tomorrow.
You pay tomorrow and you drink tomorrow.
Give him his drink
and draw me a beer.
Hey, didn't you hear the man?! He told you to give me my drink!
Wait! The one that pays drinks first.
It doesn't matter, let him have it. I can wait. Say,
do you know anyone who wants to get rid of a farm?
No, I don't. I'm not the one you can ask for that information.
Wait. I know who... -Hey...
Hm, nothing. I just wanted to thank you for the drink, that's all.
You must come from far away, mister.
Not very. Why?
Well, I wouldn't advise anybody to consider buying a farm in these parts.
The animals are too thin, they die.
All the animals...
And you?
What do you mean by that?
I mean, don't you people of the town do anything to stop all that dying?
I work for Jackson and Burns.
I already figured that.
Well, for my bosses
the animals grow fat and the drought doesn't bother them at all.
They can make up grain like that, whatever they want.
Is that right? I thought I saw some fine pastures and cattle around.
How much do you want for this horse?
I sure wish I was able to sell it to you.
Well, doesn't it belong to you?
Yeah, but I can't manage to come up with the one hundred fifty dollars to
pay back what I owe to the bank.
Now I have to auction off these three horses worth four times
what I can get for them.
Hey! What are you waiting for?! Get this thing going, will you?
Good morning, Mister Jackson.
Gentlemen, the bidding can begin now.
We will start with this magnificent animal here. Lowest bid accepted is $40.
Gentlemen let's hear your offer. Don't be bashful, gentlemen, make me an offer.
Forty five dollars.
I bid forty five dollars.
Thank you, Mister Jackson.
I have a forty five dollar bid from Mister Jackson.
Hey, wait a minute.
I've bid forty five dollars and it's going!
Forty five dollars and it's going... -Fifty dollars!
Forty five dollars.
I said fifty!
He'll pay a high price for this little joke of his.
We could do it...
No, we won't do it here. I prefer to wait for the right moment.
I bid seventy five dollars!
I say ninety!
A hundred!
A hundred twenty!
One hundred fifty!
Keep going!
What do you say, mister? Have you finished with your bidding?
I give up. I can't beat his bid.
You made a good buy. Congratulations.
Hey, hey you. Stranger... come here.
If you are really on the level, I mean about looking for a good ranch to buy,
you ought to go and see old man Williams.
He has one of the best pieces of ground of the whole territory. Believe me.
And out on that property of his is located the dam
that irrigates the whole valley.
What makes you think that he wants to sell?
Williams is a stubborn old coot
and he'd kill himself before he'd ever sell out at a low price
offer to him by Jackson.
But I think if you make him a reasonable proposition,
he'll jump at it quicker than a hound on a rabbit.
What made you decide to tell me all this?
Because you were kind enough to stand me a drink.
And also because I was trail boss for Williams,
that was before they killed off his cattle, one by one.
Then... so as not to end up like the cattle, I lit out of there.
I see... Where's the farm?
Six miles north of here. He's just beyond the river.
Don't worry, you won't miss it.
Well, I wish you a lot of good luck young fellow.
You are sure going to be needing it.
Are you sure you haven't had too much to drink, old timer?
How's that? I'd drink more if I can pay for it.
Whisky helps me forget a lot of things, a lot of ugly things I did.
Look, and forget all about me too, will you?
Take this.
Here's your piece of silver with the president's face.
Now give me something quick!
Cut it out!
What did you have to do, pop, to earn this dollar?
You answer Oliver when he talks to you, understand?! Go onT old man.
Give me my drink. -What drink?
So you don't want to answer me, do you? Well, in that case...
Leave him alone, Oliver!
Hey... you don't have to get so excited, Sheriff.
We were only kidding around. Isn't that so, Pop, weren't we only kidding around?
Here's your beer, Sheriff.
Hey, you made me spill my drink!
He made me spill my drink, Sheriff. He made me spill my drink.
What's the idea, Oliver?
It wasn't my fault that he dropped it. It was his shaky hand.
Look, Sheriff. Look how shaky it is.
Give me another one. I said give me another one.
You better not drink for one day.
You can have it tomorrow, Pop.
Did you hear that?
The Sheriff just bought me a glass of whisky. Give me it!
He said it's for tomorrow.
What difference does that make?
That today I'm not giving it to you.
I'll buy it for you, okay?
But in return you are going to have to tell me what you said to that stranger.
I told him about old man William's ranch!
'm terribly afraid.
Of who? Your father?
I don't know. What's all that shooting going on outside?
It's only the fair.
You hear? It sounds like a fight.
They've had too much to drink as usual. That's all it is, and they are happy.
I don't like this place, Steve.
Let's go somewhere else.
But why?
One place is as good as another.
Maybe here we'll be able to find ourselves a farm.
I've heard talk of a piece of land, the best place around.
It sounds perfect for us.
It even has the dam on it that irrigates the whole valley.
You'll see. You'll be happy there.
I hope so, Steve.
Are you still afraid?
Don't you mind the shooting. On the farm there won't be any of this.
And I'll only come into town now and then when I'll have to pick up supplies.
I've got a lot to learn about farming.
Farmers don't carry pistols, Steve.
Don't worry.
As soon as I finished my business here,
that'll be the first thing I'll get rid of.
I promise you... forever,
because I love you, Susan.
Hey, don't shoot!
Don't shoot, I want to talk to you.
Tell them my answer is no! For the last time no!
I'll never sell one damn foot of my property to your lousy bosses.
I don't have any bosses. I'm a friend, mister.
Pop sent me over here.
Pop who? Do you mean that drunk?
When I saw him he couldn't stand on his feet.
All right, come closer.
You can put up your rifle, mister.
Not until I look you in the eye, young fellow.
Yeah, you seem all right.
You don't seem like one of them hired killers they have.
I think I might take a chance and trust you. What do you want?
I want to buy your farm.
I might have known it.
At whatever price you say.
You must be a stranger here and looking for a lot of trouble, it seems to me.
I want six thousand dollars for my land and it's worth every penny.
I know, I've already looked over it.
You are a right smart young man.
I don't like to waste time.
One thousand dollars!
One measly thousand dollars, they offered to pay me, those dirty bandits!
They threatened me,
and they tried to murder me and then they killed off almost all my cattle.
Yes, they tried to murder me two times.
But for as long as this old man Williams can still hold
this good friend in his hands and aim it...
those thieving bandits will never get me to sell.
You want my ranch?
All right, I'll sell it to you.
But think it over carefully before you buy it,
because I'm right here to tell you... I'm leaving this lousy town.
But you have to stay here.
Jackson and Burns don't frighten me.
Good for you, you are a man up to my heart.
I'm mighty proud to sell my land to someone like you.
What do you say? Is it a deal?
I'll be back tomorrow morning with the money.
Say, what kind of agriculture do you call that?
I never heard of planting pistols.
I'm just hoping that I'll never have any more use for it.
If any little ones begin to sprout, turn them up by the roots.
I'll see you tomorrow.
So long.
Here's our man, right on time.
And he's unarmed too.
Damn mighty sight.
I can see a man without his 45 from a mile away.
Leave him to me.
He's mine. I'll get him with one bullet.
Beautiful shooting, Joe.
One shot was all you needed.
Let me go down and put another one into his...
Mike, cool, he was dead way before I fired it.
But this way we can be even more sure.
Let him go and have his fun, Joe.
Go on.
He was a volunteer member of one of those Mexican firing squads for over 2 years.
And these little touches give him his biggest pleasures.
Jack,
look there!
It's impossible. It must be his spook.
Take a look at this. His shoe has gotten into his hoof.
That's a big job. I'll have to go into the shop and get some tools.
When will you be back?
In a few minutes, mister.
When you get through with this,
will you leave him for me tied up in front of the hotel?
Yes, sir.
Oh, by the way...
Something else, mister?
Can you tell me whereabouts I can find a Justice of Peace?
Oh, yeah... he's just a little way out of town.
Thank you.
Good night, Mister Jolans.
Sorry, the bank is closed for today.
Since I'm inside, it's open.
The cashier has gone home.
I've deposited my money here and I can take it out when I want it!
It's late! You should have come in earlier.
Go and get my money, quick!
Jolans! What's going on here?!
Nothing! I just want to get my money.
Is your business urgent? You can go now, Jolans.
Something tells me that you've located the ranch
you've been looking for. Am I right?
That's my business.
Now give me back my six thousand dollars!
Why can't you wait until tomorrow morning?
A lot can happen between now and tomorrow morning.
By the way, I met three men when I was riding back into town,
something tells me they...
they need burying.
You are knocking on the wrong door, this isn't a funeral parlour.
Too bad, you'd get rich quick.
How much of your money do you want to take out?
All of it.
Here's your six thousand.
And here's your receipt.
Wait one moment!
You have to sign first.
Where? -Here.
Get him out of here! Quick!
What do we do with him?
You can do whatever you want to.
At least we are not going to be bothered with him any longer.
And what did you say your name was?
Fabienne.
What a pretty name. Are you French?
Yes, from Lyon.
What a very fortunate city.
And in what way can we be of service to you, my dear?
Oh, but it is I who could be of service to you, Mister Jackson.
I know all there is to know about the fine art of spinning roulette numbers.
And the dice hold no secrets from me. And if you want me to, I can also sing.
You are exactly the woman I was looking for.
And tell me, if you don't mind...
How did you happen to pick up Probbles?
It's too much of a small town
for a woman of your talent and beauty if I may say so.
Oh, not as I am here for a special reason.
If that's the case you couldn't have found a better refuge.
In this town I'm the one who makes the law.
It's not the question of the law.
I must deal with a man. As a matter of fact with two.
- Don't tell me you hate men. - Oh, no, on the contrary.
I'm maybe here in order to look for... for the right one.
And could I be that right one?
Who knows?
Believe me, I would know how to be very good to you, my dear.
And very generous, too.
You don't have to do a thing to prove it.
Why didn't you knock?!
Why should I? Since when has there been any secrets between us?
There never has been, you know that. We just happen to be talking business.
Well, I'd say that... was entirely obvious.
This is my associate, Burns.
Fabienne.
Oh, to offer one's left hand is not exactly a sign of friendship.
Would you prefer this one?
Please excuse me.
It was just a pistol shot that luckily for him didn't hit the target.
The young lady would like to work for us here.
Wonderful. We could use a young lady like her if she is really interested.
I was just telling her that Probbles is a town too modest
for a lady of her talent.
And we can pay well if you can work hard for us.
A few minutes ago I closed a deal
that netted us a clear profit of six thousand dollars cash.
Now tell me how is our brave young hero?
In good shape, I'm sure.
The boys are helping him pack his things for his trip.
May I laugh at your joke, too?
When we'll become closer friends I may tell you all about it.
Steve!
I was afraid that something happened to you that you'd never come back.
Williams is a stubborn old man but I finally convinced him.
And that means?
That the farm will soon be ours.
Oh, Steve... it makes me so happy!
What is it?
Nothing. I think I got a little too much sun.
You'd better lie down then. You must be tired.
No! We've got to leave here at once!
Pack your things and wait for me downstairs.
Where are you going?!
I have to go and get my money out of the bank.
But at this hour, I'm sure the bank is closed. Everybody is sleeping.
These bankers are not. They always have their eyes wide open.
Two hundred.
Pass.
Me, too.
Five hundred.
I'll see your five hundred. I've got a straight.
Full house.
This is not my night.
Very sorry, Jody. I'll give you a chance to win it back next time.
Is there anyone around here who would like to take his place?
I will!
We play for high stakes!
So do I.
Have you got enough money to lose?
Yeah, six thousand dollars. The money I took out of your bank this evening.
Pass me.
I open for a hundred.
I'm in.
Pass me.
Make it five hundred.
I'll see you.
First let me see some of your money, my friend.
It's right here.
Stay where you are! I'd be breaking a promise if I'll have to kill anybody.
Put your hands on the table.
All of you!
And the other one too, Mister Burns.
Now I know why you use only one hand.
Count out my six thousand dollars, Jackson.
Go ahead!
Six thousand dollars and be quick about it.
Otherwise you are going to have a partner who has two wooden hands.
What are you waiting for, Jackson?! Give it to him! Give it to him!
All of it! Give him all of it!
Steve...
And hurry up.
You take it and hand it to me.
My pistol is still pointing at your hand, Burns.
And just remember if you want to keep it for caressing women.
You better tell your men to behave.
Don't make a move any of you. Let him go!
Where are you fools going?
You are ail witnesses here. That this man has robbed us of our money.
And after all, the poor Sheriff shouldn't be
prevented for earning a salary now, should he?
Was the bank open, dear?
No, Susan. But the bankers gave me the money anyway.
Where are we going, Steve?
We are going out to the farm.
But first, we'll stop and wake up the Justice of the Peace
that lives on the way and see if we can get him to marry us.
What are you doing here, Sheriff?!
Waiting for you.
What's your business with him?
There was a robbery at the saloon.
They told it to him all wrong, Susan.
There was no one that was robbed there, Sheriff.
I only took back my own money
that Mister Burns stole from me
after his men knocked me out when I came to the bank to withdraw it.
I deposited six thousand dollars in just yesterday.
That's the truth, Sheriff!
And you know it.
I don't, but it could have happened like you say.
So?
So you are going to have to prove it.
Meanwhile they have enough witnesses
for their story to put a rope round your neck.
No!
Put away that pistol!
I won't be the one that will hang you. I only came here to get the money.
That money is mine! I need it to buy that farm.
it's not going to do you any good at all.
A while ago Mister Conley finished burying old Williams.
Oh! I tell you that he didn't do anything wrong!
I know.
This pistol belongs to Oliver.
Since I was going to be a farmer, I thought I wouldn't be needing mine.
Old Williams knew that sooner or later they'd have him killed.
And so that it shouldn't fall into the hands of those two...
he transferred all his property over to me.
It's all yours, Blane.
But give me the six thousand dollars.
I don't understand you.
Why do you want to play their game?
I was elected Sheriff of Probbles before Jackson and Burns got here.
Then the running of the town was taken out of my hands.
I'm an old man, Blane, and I've seen many people born in this town.
And I've seen just as many die.
They let me stay on the job only in order to save their own faces
and I'm saving whatever I can.
It'll be much worse if I went away.
I hope you'll be able to work your little piece of land without any trouble.
And whenever you find it necessary to come into town,
remember to have the good sense to leave your pistol at home.
So long and good luck to you both.
Oh, and by the way,
I forgot to thank you for getting rid of those three no-good-murderers for me.
Do you always do business in this manner with your clients?
Not all of them. Only those who happen to give me trouble, that's all.
You mean like Steve Blane, for example.
Do you know that man?
I know the man who can get rid of him for you.
've already taken care of that
by arranging with the Sheriff to get rid of him for me.
Now give me a kiss, Fabtenne.
It wouldn't be a bad idea if you knocked.
I'm very sorry, Jackson. Excuse me.
I'm here to return your money to you, Mister Jackson.
Good work, Sheriff. And the thief?
You've got nothing on him.
I myself happened to see the young man deposit the money in your bank.
What are you trying to insinuate?
You've been paid by us to do your duty and nothing else.
Do you mean to tell me then that
I have to arrest you for the murder of old man Williams?
You better watch out what you say, Sheriff!
And you better watch out what you do!
One more of your business and I'm going to call the Federals!
Do you dare to threaten me?!
I've stood for all your crimes just to prevent even bigger ones!
But now it's going to stop!!
It'll stop in Probbles when I say so!
Not anymore, Jackson.
Now advise your men to keep away from the Williams farm.
That old pest Williams is dead and his property is practically mine!
You are mistaken, Jackson. It belongs to Steve... Steve Blane.
Williams has left it all to him.
Get out! And shut the door after you. Idiot!
That polecat, that dirty polecat.
He's cheated me out of the best piece of land in the whole valley.
There's always Duke, Mister Jackson.
Fabienne, make him come here to me.
All of this money will be for you if you can get him here as soon as possible.
He's got to gun that Blane down for me like a dog!
In front of everybody in town!!
Good morning, what can I do for you today, Mrs. Cooper?
Hey, good morning, Mister Blane.
Good morning, Pop.
Do you want me to give you a hand?
Thanks, that's right kind of you.
Here.
It's heavy. You be careful.
You said a mouthful it's heavy. What have you got in here, lead?
It's only cement.
I never thought that dry cement could ever weigh so much.
I haven't seen you in town much lately, Mister Blane.
It's a lot of work to do on the farm and Susan and I never seem to get through.
By the way, do you know of anyone who could come out and help me?
Well, in these parts most of the people aren't that brave and foolish to risk
getting themselves killed for going against Jackson and Burns.
Are you that brave or foolish?
Oh, it's not those two that stand in my way.
It's the thought of hard work that frightens me.
I didn't know that, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have scared you by having you carry that bag.
Come along, old timer. You need a drink after all your hard work.
Hey, bartender, bartender, I'm back!
Two whiskies!!
One! I want a beer.
Why, okay, it was two for me.
How's my daughter, Steve?
Do you mean my wife? She's fine, Duke.
Ah. And do you really think Steve that this is going to change things for me?
For me things have changed.
Why don't you pack your pistol anymore?
Because you can't till the land by shooting at it.
You are right, Steve. You can't.
But you are going to have to shoot anyway.
You are going to have to shoot one more time.
And what if I don't want to?
Then you'll force me to shoot you down in front of Susan.
You are going to lose her anyway.
I already lost her when you took her away from me.
And you'll be losing her too.
If she's going to hate the one who killed her husband,
she'll also hate the one who killed her father.
Is that what you want, Duke?
It's exactly what you wanted too.
No! I wanted a home... a wife... some children.
I had a daughter once.
No, you still have one.
That is, if you give up that idea of yours to plant a bullet between my eyes.
I have to do it, Steve. You know it, you know I have to.
A pistolero is the kind of man who never hesitates to kill when he has to.
It's our strength and it's our honour too.
I happen to be a pistolero and I promised I'd gun down Steve Blane!
Duke!
Did you bring her along to watch your daughter cry?
Do you believe that?
No, she sent for you.
That's not true - I didn't, Steve.
Tell me something now. is this the place where you work?
What difference does that make, Steve?
Nothing. It's better I get myself killed for Susan.
Are you trying to say that you had a choice between Susan and Fabienne?
We pistoleros have our honour, you said.
Isn't that a matter of my six thousand dollars for your honour to consider?
You mean she didn't give it to you?
Don't believe him, Duke. Don't believe him!
Whether I believe him or not, you'll find out when I settle...
Wait a minute, Duke. Listen to me!
There isn't a thing you have to tell me.
I know very well which one of you is doing the lying.
Tomorrow at sunrise I'll expect you here... and don't forget your pistol.
It'll be unpleasant for everyone if I have to come to the farm to get you.
What does it look like to you?
I'll be able to tell you more all about it tomorrow.
Now get going, Oliver.
And make sure a couple of your men leave right away
for the north country with a hundred heads of cattle.
The old sheriff suffers from insomnia.
He won't mind following along behind them the whole night.
Harold! Oh, excuse me.
You don't have to be bashful, my dear Fabienne. Burns knows all about us.
You are going to have to help me if you love me, Harold.
I want to stay here with you.
Who's stopping you from it?
Duke! Tomorrow morning, after he killed Steve
he is going to force me to go away with him.
Why are you laughing?
Because where your Duke is going to,
there's no place for a pretty woman like you.
I think we can go back now. -What for, Sheriff?
Because nobody would dare rob some cattle belonging to Jackson and Burns.
And it just came to me that if they wanted to get me out of town,
there must be something going on there.
Let's ride, hurry!
Who are you?! -I'm a friend of yours. -But I don't know you.
What I mean, is that I'm a friend of your husband.
He's not here. -I know.
I waited for him to go away so that I might be able to talk to you.
Don't you dare come near.
Oh, I'm too old to do you any harm, Mrs. Blane and much too tired, too.
I came all the way out here by foot.
What do you want?
I'm here to tell you that your father is in town. -No!
Yes. And he and Steve have an appointment at sunrise.
Oh, I see. That's why Steve...
You are the only one who can stop them from killing each other.
What can I do? What can I do?
In a few minutes the sun will be up high
and I don't think you have too much time to lose.
Then hurry! Saddle up the horses, quickly!
All right.
All the men are ready at their post.
That's good. Tell them to shoot as soon as the first pistol is fired.
They already know everything they have to do.
Beat it! Get the horses and don't waste time. Hurry up now!
Stupid idiot! What the devil is this thing turning into?!
I'll show them.
Let me go. What are you trying to do?!
Get out of the way!
Stay where you are, Burns!
I'm using her as a shield.
Let me through, let me through, do you hear?!
You wouldn't want to shoot down an innocent woman, would you, Sheriff?
Let me go through, do you hear?! I swear I'm going to kill her!
My hand!
You shot me in my hand! What will I do?!
It'll hurt you for the next couple of days, Burns.
It's the noose for you after that.
Steve!
Oh, Steve!
It's me, get up, Steve. Please, answer me.
I want to feel between my fingers the warm wood of a plough.
The prickly ears of grain,
the silky soft hair of my woman.
But I can't... 'cause I've got to kill.
Subripped from DVD by: Tantico (01.2014)
Thanks too Tantico for DVD subrip. Synchronisation for pussyfoot rip by Hooky.