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* With eyes that hide
the man within *

* You see behind the eyes
of other men *

* You've lived and died
and come to life again *

* And now you stand alone at
the crossroads of your mind *

* You've left your yesterdays
behind *

* But which road
leads you to tomorrow? *

* Charro... *

* You've turned your back
on yesterday *

* Betrayed a man who swore
he'd make you pay *

* For when you left
you took his pride away *

* You know he'll never let you
break away so easily *

* You'll have to fight
before you're free *

* But how much more time
can you borrow? *

* Charro... *

* Now in a single moment
your past grows dim *

* One thought goes racing
across your mind *

* You ride to meet the woman
you stole from him *

* Oh no! *

* Charro don't go! *

* Charro don't go! *

* There's something hanging
in the wind *

* Your past is catching up
and closing in *

* You've been halfway to hell
and back again *

* And now you laugh
in the devil's face *

* with your last breath... *

* You'll run a race
with life and death... *

* But will you live
to see tomorrow? *

* Charro... *

Buenos días, charro.
What would you like?

Tequila.
The makings.

Dos pesos, sir.

My name's Wade. Jess Wade.
Mean anything to you?

No, charro.

Nobody came here today
asking for me?

No, charro.

Nobody asked for Jess Wade?

Not a man asked for nobody.

Not a man.
A woman.

A beautiful, no-good woman.
About so high.

Maybe beautiful to me,
not to you.

I got a message.

Taken me a day and a half
to ride in here and meet her.

I apologize, Jess.

If I'd sent a message
that I wanted to see you,

you wouldn't have showed up.

So, I sent a message

that Miss Tracey Winters
had come down here.

And here you are.

In any case,
we're all glad to see you.

Don't move, Jess.

All right.

All of you know
what I'm going to do.

What are you gonna do, Jess?
Leave me again?

You all know
I'm gonna try for that door.

Anybody makes a move to stop me,

one of you never
makes another move.

Understand?
Maybe two of you.

Which two?
Think it over.

Just remember
the first face I see gets it.

Where you going?
Mr. "Go Straight" Wade.

Hey, Jess.

Now, you should have
never left me, Jess.

We missed you.
Couldn't you tell?

I figured.

All right, Billy,
see what he's got on him.

I'd say he's got on him
boots, pants,

some kind of shirt,

some kind of hat.

That's what I'd say
he's got on him, Vince.

Take out his wallet, idiot!

What kind of brother are you?
In front of him!

Now do what I tell you!

Do your own work, Vince.

Don't send an idiot
to do it for you.

Look, you've been around us
long enough to know

that when I badmouth my brother
I don't want to hear an echo.

Now, let him go!

Now, give me your gun belt.

All right, Billy.

How much?
Six dollars.

All right, Billy.

Tell the man we're sorry
we messed up his place.

Now get on your horse, Jess.

Get on your horse!

All right, let's move out.

How do you like the view, Jess?

It's a long way down.
But you're not going to drop me.

What makes you think I won't,
old friend?

You could have killed me
back in that saloon.

All right, let's keep movin'.

Gabe, it's all right.
It's Vince.

Six dollars.
Six lousy dollars.

You left me
for that skinny little vein.

I told you
there was no gold in it.

It was skinny.
I told you it was skinny.

You told me.
Nobody leaves me.

If I live to be 100,
I'll never get over it.

Somebody left me.
You.

You know what, Jess?

All because of
Miss Tracey Winters.

My girl, Jess.
You left me because of my girl.

My girl fell for you

and you thought
you could turn honest for her.

Well, you and Tracey
were crazy, Jess.

Worse than that,
you were blind stupid.

You got me here for a reason.
Now, what is it?

You worked that vein for a year

just to find out
how skinny it was.

You left me, Jess.
You could've had that.

Let him take a look.
Let him see what he missed.

Doesn't look like much, does it?

But you'd have been rich, Jess.

Richer than you ever dreamed of
the rest of your life.

There was never any future
with you, Vince.

Vince.

The soldiers just might stumble

over the entrance
of this ravine.

Now, let's get going.

Don't you try to
give my brother orders.

Whoa, Heff.

He's a worrier, Billy Roy.
Good to have a worrier along.

Show him.
Show Jess what he missed.

And what we got.

Maybe we ought to
make him guess.

All right, Gunner, Mody,
take the canvas off.

Solid gold over bronze, Jess.

Maybe over $100,000 worth.

More silver than a man's
apt to see in a lifetime.

And you're gonna melt it down.

Melt it down?

Jess, boy, you've been
away from me too long.

You've forgotten I never
think short, always long.

What's long this time?

Well, now, this gun isn't just
worth the gold and silver on it.

It's what they call
the Victory Gun, Jess.

It fired the last shot
against Maximilian.

All Mexico was freed.

It's a shrine, Jess.

Highest bidder.

You see what you gave me up for?

Maybe your share
of over $100,000.

How far are
the Federales behind you?

Not me, Jess.
You.

They're after you.

I just wanted to make sure
you'd be in the neighborhood.

Don't you want to know
why they're after you?

You remember Norm, Jess?

He got shot in the neck
while we was gettin' away.

Norm never made it.

We buried him
out there somewhere.

I let it get out
that that wasn't Norm at all.

Mody.

Look at this, Jess.

Look at the posters they got out
on both sides of the border.

"Wanted. $10,000 reward.
Jess Wade."

"American. 6'2". Dark hair.
Fair complexion."

That fits, doesn't it,
old friend?

"The Mexican government
is prepared to pay

"10,000 American dollars

"for the apprehension
of Jess Wade,

"who was the only identifiable
member of the foul perpetrators

"who stole the Victory Gun
from the Chapultepec Palace,

July 8, last."

Now listen to this.
This is the best part.

"Wade sustained a neck wound

"as a result of the gunfire
from the guards on duty.

This man can be identified by
the severe wound on his neck."

So, that's it.

All right, boys.

A severe wound across his neck.

You see who they're
lookin' for, Jess? You.

All right, let him up.

That's one man who's not
gonna make it to his feet,

let alone go anywhere.

All right, bring his saddle.

Yo!

How do you suppose he did that?

Who says he could
keep on managing that?

One thing, Jess, you haven't
lost any of your sand.

All right, that's enough.

All right, that's enough.

Make him comfortable.

Is that better, Jess?

All right,
let's get ready to move out.

Gabe?
Yeah.

Take Jess' horse with you.
Yes, sir.

Well, now,
that's a lot more like it.

You're as good as new, Jess,
except for your neck.

You won't be needin'
my tender care anymore.

You're free to go, Jess.

Anywhere where the Mexican law

or the Mexican Federales
can't find you.

Or any place north,
where the American law

or the American cavalry
can't run you down.

You're a famous man, Jess.
Don't ever forget it.

I won't.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Billy Roy, what the hell
is the matter with you?

I quit!
This is as far as I go!

Get going.
Keep at it.

No, no, no.
We settle here!

No, we'll settle up there!

It's about a mile or so
from Rio Seco.

Now you're talkin'!
I get a night on the town.

Keep at it! Let's get us
up there on them rocks!

Lordy, Lordy, can't say
I'm gonna miss that.

All right, let's move out.

Hi, Dan.

Jess.

Jess...
I'm so glad to see you.

Or am I?
I hoped you'd be.

Not if what I've read is true.

What've you read, Dan?

Coffee?
Is it as bad as ever?

It's worse.
Good.

As I remember,
one of your punishments,

along with your lectures,
was drinkin' your coffee.

Hey, you're wrong, Dan.

It's not worse,
it's only as bad.

So be it.
Sit down.

Do you mind loosening that
dust catcher around your neck?

I mind.

Look, do you want to hear
what I've read?

You don't have to read it, Dan.

You barreled around
when I told you not to.

You rode with Vince Hackett
when I told you not to.

You've done everything
I told you not to.

But one thing
you never did was lie.

Now, is this true?

No.

That thing on your neck?

It was put there.

Vince Hackett.
Well, so much for that.

You know,
I showed one to her.

I didn't quite believe it myself

and I wanted to see
if she believed it.

Did she?

Well, you've run
a rough course, Jess.

I think she thinks maybe yes.

Well, the important thing is
you didn't believe it.

No, Jess.

The important thing to you
isn't me.

That's the way it goes, Dan.

I'd appreciate it if
you didn't mention I was here.

To anybody.

It's been over a year.

I wondered how long it would be
before you'd come back for it.

Where is it?

It's right here in front of you.

It's always been here
right where you left it.

Like me.

After a year, I guess
I almost look new to you.

You're back with Vince Hackett,
aren't you?

Tell me the truth, Jess.

It's got to do with Vince.

It's got a lot to do with him.

I thought you were going to try.
I really did.

But, now you're in the worst
trouble you've ever been in.

The poster
Dan Ramsey showed you?

And you believe it?

Stealing
a Mexican national shrine.

Sounds like your idea.

Vince couldn't think it up.

That Victory Gun
should be worth a fortune

to any of those bandits

down there trying to
take over the government.

You don't believe I sweated
it out by myself for a year?

I believe it's Vince again.

It's Vince, but not again.

You're worse than he ever was.

At least he never
made himself out to be

anything but a crook
and a killer.

Here it is.
And here's what goes with it.

The poster said,
"Severe wound across the neck."

You need something on that.
It can wait.

For what?

I figure after three days
of fighting that wagon

through the desert
and that storm,

Billy Roy'll be ready to head
for the nearest liquor

and the nearest women.

And the nearest of both
are here.

My place?

Jess, you loved me once,
and I loved you.

Please don't use that
to bring harm here.

Just go about
your normal business.

Nothing's gonna happen
if you do as I say. Trust me.

Trust you?

Just go down your usual way
from the balcony.

I think you're right
about nothing happening.

Because if anything does happen,

I'll make sure
the whole town sees

those wanted posters on you,

and then never mind
your old friend Sheriff Ramsey.

Normal business.
Forget I'm here.

Taco.

Whoa, girlie.
Just what I've been lookin' for.

Only you're going the wrong way.
You shouldn't be going out.

You should be going in with me.

You go on in.
I'll be back in a minute.

Oh, girlie.

My name is Marcie.

Well, you come back.

You be good to me.

You may get your picture
on my holster.

Who's that, somebody you shot?

I don't shoot them,
Marcie, girlie.

I bring 'em back to life.

I'll be back in a minute.

Don't you go away, now.

You lost your chance at me,
Marcie, girlie.

I take what's warm and close.

Howdy.

Scared, Harvey?

Don't be.
It's just me.

A whole bottle
of your regular stock.

No trouble, Harvey.
Just a visit.

Me, myself, alone.
Understand?

I forget.
I just forget.

I forget every girl I ever saw
when I see you, Miss Tracey.

You also forget
none of the Hackett bunch

is allowed in here?

You are without a doubt

the most beautiful woman I ever
wasn't allowed to look at,

but I mean to make up
for that by...

All right, Billy Roy. Out.

All these other girls
go for kindling.

You're the best.

You can forget Jess Wade.
He's not up to you.

You can even forget
my brother, Vince.

I mean to make you
forget both of them.

Billy Roy.
Stay put, everybody.

How am I
supposed to recognize her

when somebody cut out her face?

Ease out, Billy Roy.
No trouble.

Just ease away from the bar,
and you and I go outside.

What you got in mind, Jess?

Have a drink with me
and all these pretty girls.

Outside.

Well, maybe
I got something to say

about who's going out
and who's not!

Don't be stupid, Billy Roy.
You and I just go for a walk.

Talk things over.

How come you didn't say "idiot"
instead of "stupid"?

I know why.

My brother's the only man alive
can call me an idiot.

Somebody just came in,
didn't they?

Somebody against me?
'Cause I'm a Hackett?

Listen, Jess,
you shouldn't be callin' me out.

You're part of us.

Besides, I know
better than to go against you.

Anybody but my brother Vince

would be crazy
to go against you.

He's crazy, isn't he?

All you gotta do
is turn around and walk outside.

I walk out with you.
No trouble.

I'm gonna do just what you said.

You said turn around?
Look, I got my hands up.

You said walk out?
All right, I'll walk out.

Can't do a thing about it,
can you, Jess?

Shooting somebody in the back
just ain't your style.

Start walking, Billy Roy.

Jess, I'll handle this.

All right, Mr. Big Jess Wade.
What do you do now?

You gonna follow Tracey and me
down the street

for a nice quiet talk?

Drop that gun, Mr. Hackett.

Now, you let Miss Tracey go
and you come with me.

We're getting out!

Harvey, take him home
to his wife.

Get Opie Keetch over there,
quick.

You're Jess Wade.

Used to ride with
Vince Hackett's bunch.

Don't tell them a thing, Jess.

Let Vince do the answering
for you.

Where are you going?

Where you gentlemen
should be going.

Now, you listen to me,
Dan Ramsey.

There's another one in there
gotta come out,

but I ain't gonna try it,

unless you load up
with this whiskey.

Another shock like you just had
is gonna kill you.

Wait a minute, Opie.

You don't drink any better
than you lecture, Dan.

Now, it's my turn
to lecture you.

I drink enough
of your lousy coffee.

You always told me
if I was ever clean,

you'd have a drink of whiskey
with me.

Give me that, Opie.

I'm clean, Dan.
You know that.

It's time for that drink.

Now, come on.

Were my lectures that bad?

Worse.

Well, if you two
are through jawing...

Wait, Opie.

I spent 12 years getting
this place safe to live in.

You know that.

You got to keep it that way
for me, Jess,

till I get back on my feet.

I'm no lawman, Dan.

You're gonna be.

I think I know
who you're waiting for.

Hold up your right hand.

Hold up your right hand.

I hereby swear you in
as my deputy.

A badge, Sara,
in the top drawer,

and he'll need a key
to the gun rack.

Thanks, Jess.

All right, Opie, get digging.

If a woman's eyes are blue,

she'll be sweet and true to you.

But if a woman's eyes are green,

she'll turn hot or cold or mean.

Hey, Mr. Wade.

Did you know
Tracey's eyes are brown?

How's Sheriff Ramsey?

No worse off than I'd be

if I took two .45 slugs
in the chest.

If Sheriff Ramsey dies,
we hang him two minutes later.

You hear that, Vince?

They're fixing to hang
your little brother!

They don't know what you're
gonna do, do they, Vince?

Mr. Joslyn.

Mr. Carter.

Mr. Selby.

Mr. Tilford.

You got a general store,
and you got a bank.

You got a hotel,
and you got a livery stable.

And you got your rifles.
Now protect them.

Anything...
Anything happens to me,

Vince'll pick you
and this town to pieces

like a hawk plucks a chicken!

He'll be a lot quieter
after the swelling goes down.

The swelling from what?

That bump on your head.

I got no bump on my head.

You have now.

You gentlemen get some sleep.

I want to see you
in this office at sunup.

Bring those rifles.

Now, what gives you the right
to order us around?

This.

You want that cannon for
yourself awful bad, don't you?

Well, you'd better watch out.
You can't use me for bait!

Do you go to sleep
or do I put you to sleep?

Mody, get off your butt
and get down here!

All right, which of you
let the coals die out?

You had the last watch.

All right.
All right!

Now, I don't mind
the coffee going cold.

The thing is this.

Now, why the hell
didn't you tell me

my brother didn't come back
last night?

I didn't want to wake you.

I kept thinking to the last
second he'd be back.

Gunner, saddle up!
You and I are gonna take a ride.

Vince, maybe the best thing
is to forget him.

We gotta move on.

Forget Billy Roy?

He's nothing but trouble, Vince.

He'll get us all caught.
Let's move.

I'm sorry, Heff.

Gabe...
Billy Roy's my fault.

Mody, one-half hour from now,

I want you to
sidle down that hill.

Get just close enough
to throw a scare into somebody.

Thirty minutes on the dot.

On the dot!

They don't seem to be
breaking their tails.

Not much reason to.

Probably got 20 patrols out
like that, looking inch by inch.

What are you gonna do?

Well, get Billy Roy
out of Miss Tracey's saloon,

sober him up,

come back up here,
and watch which way they go.

I tell you, Jess Wade.

Even though you was with them

I never really believed
you was with them.

I was with them.

Well, that's gonna
heal all right,

but you're gonna be
carrying a pretty fancy scar.

You mind lettin' me know
if the man who shot you

is still alive?

Tell me the truth.
What chance has Dan Ramsey got?

Well, you saw him with me
20 minutes ago.

He wasn't breathing too good,

but I got a feeling

Dan Ramsey'll be
breathing fine any day now.

Marcie,
take this for me, please.

All right.

Leaving your prisoner unguarded?

About finished, Opie?

You're making it very easy
for Vince Hackett to come in.

What would you suggest I do?

I'd have men up on the roofs.

It's not a bad idea.
I should have thought of it.

Open up.

It's all adding up,
Mr. Jess Wade.

On your feet.

Nice day, Miss Tracey.

Morning, Miss Tracey.

Morning, Mr. Tilford.

Nice day, Miss Tracey.

Yes, indeed, Mr. Selby.

Tracey.

Good to see you again, Tracey.

Wish you could still say that.

What are you doing here, Vince?

I didn't think it was possible
for you to get prettier.

Somehow you managed it.

Billy Roy
learned a lot from you.

That's the way
he started out last night.

Ended up claiming he could make
me forget Jess Wade and you,

all in one night.

Billy Roy's my fault.
I live with it.

I looked around outside.

Didn't see any wanted posters
on Jess Wade.

Guess the Sheriff didn't figure
there was any hurry

in getting them put up.

I saw one of them.

Was there a hurry?

No. No.

There are other posters,
other towns,

below and above the border.

You and Jess have that cannon?

He trying to do you out of it,

or you trying to do him?

When was the last time
you saw Jess Wade?

What difference does that make?

A lot.
Always did, always will.

Well, where's Billy Roy?

He sleeping it off
up in your room?

He'd never be allowed
in my room.

All right.
Where?

In jail.

What's the reason this time?

He shot Dan Ramsey.

He did?

He may be dying.

Self defense?

No.

Witnesses?

Me.

And everybody in here
last night.

No excuse for it.

No excuse.

No wonder
you ended it between us.

Don't blame it on Billy Roy.

Find what you're lookin' for?

Well, well, well.

First time I couldn't
open the door for you, Vince.

I want him loose.

You want?

I'll tell you what you get.

That cannon back in Mexico
where it belongs,

and you in a Mexican court
tellin' how you stole it

and why you did this.

Make him open the door, Vince!
Get these things off me.

You have till sundown to get
Billy Roy free on the street.

I'll come in for him,

and if he isn't walking free
down the street,

I'm gonna turn
that cannon loose.

I'll wipe this town
off the face of the earth.

You steal powder and shot, too?

Well, you know me, Jess.
Always thorough.

Well, till sundown.

Or, if you're smart, before.

You're not leaving here.

Who stops me?
You?

Outside.

Don't you leave me, Vince.
Vince!

Don't you leave your brother!

I'm not gonna leave you.

Vince.

Jess, you've forgotten
how I operate.

You think I'd come into
this town naked as a jaybird?

Let's see.

It's just about time.

All right, I'll take Billy Roy
out the back way right now.

He stays.
And what about them?

That Lieutenant
is coming in here to ask

about a man with
a new shot mark on his neck.

Vince!

If you want to keep
Billy Roy alive,

you go outside and make sure
he doesn't ask.

All right,
I'll get rid of them, Jess.

After I do,
you've got until last light

to get Billy Roy
free on the street.

All right, out.
Move!

Por favor, I'd like to
talk to you, por favor.

Afterwards, señor. First,
I must see the law officer.

About a wagon, Lieutenant?

A wagon with a big piece
of canvas over it?

And a man with a bullet burn
on his neck?

How do you know
about these things?

I move around.

But why do you tell me about
the wagon and this man?

Reward.

I hear 20,000 American dollars.

$10,000, señor.

Well, I heard wrong.
$10,000.

And you can lead us
to this wagon and this man?

For $10,000.

The reward will be paid, señor,

when the wagon and the man
are recovered

and sent back to Mexico.

Señor...

A hundred yards
above the river crossing.

Do tell.

I'll slow them down.

Come in.

How is he?

Better than you think.

I've come to ask a favor, Dan.

Ask.

Give me permission
to let Billy Roy go.

Jess, that's admitting
you're guilty as accused.

If we don't set Billy Roy free,

Vince Hackett will blow
your whole town apart.

He's got that cannon out there.

He says he'll fire it.
I believe him.

Don't let Billy Roy loose.

There won't be much left.

You can't give in to him.

You let a handful of filth
scare us,

you got nothing left.

Hold that prisoner, Jess.

I'll hold him.

I'll be right back.

Jess?

Do you want to kill Dan?

He can't move or be moved.

If all it takes
is to let that animal

you've got in jail go free,
let him go.

I'll do like he says,
Mrs. Ramsey.

Don't be a damn fool!
Let him go!

My husband made this town safe.

Don't listen to him now.

He's hurt.
Out of his head.

I'm sorry.

That's your target over there.

I want that gun trained flat on.

Now, let's see what we got here.

Powder.

Fuses.

Long sticks.

Beautiful.
Beautiful.

You know, the woman at the store

that sold me this
must have thought

I was prospecting for gold
at the bottom of the earth.

Yeah.

Do you know what an inch left
on a cut off of this can do?

No, what?

It means a difference in yards
where that dynamite hits.

And the time Vince give us.

Beautiful.

This is the regular crossing.

Sí, señor, it is just that.

We don't cross here.

If the wagon
is on the other side,

why do we not cross here?

Lieutenant, if you had
stolen something very big

and moved it to the other side,

wouldn't you train your guns
on the only crossing?

Very wise, señor.

Lead on.

I think here, Lieutenant.

Very shallow.

It's good for crossing.

After you, señor.

Lige, elevate two notches.

Lordy, Lordy.

We just may hit them dead on
with the first shot.

I knew you were good, Gunner,

but I didn't know
you were that good.

How'd you like that?
Pinpoint.

Did you ever see
anything like that?

General Stonewall Jackson
said I was the best.

He said it right in front
of the whole regiment.

We got us a timetable, Gunner.

Well, call it, Vince.

Already have.

Billy Roy let loose by sundown.

All right,
get that gun down this hill

till it's a quarter mile
from town.

Down that hill?
Down there?

That ain't a hill, Vince,
that's a cliff.

All right.
Let's get started.

It ain't right, Vince.
It ain't fair to us.

One man's hanging
is more better than five.

I ain't gonna let you do it.

All right!
Never mind him.

Gabe! Heff!
Haul them mules in here.

We've got a long way
to move this gun,

and we're gonna get it into
position if it takes all day.

All right, move it!

Well,
Mr. "Traitor to All Causes,"

you've been as silent as
a cricket with its throat cut.

You waitin' for those Federales
to come get you?

Or you waiting for Vince
to blast you,

or maybe the law to catch up
to you for stealing the cannon?

Your brother'll come in,
Billy Roy.

Hey, Deputy Wade.

You know what?

I'm gonna tell you a secret.

I always liked you
and admired you.

You never knew that, did you?

You know why
I felt that way about you?

You were the only man

who ever broke away
from my great God brother

and made it stick!

Only you didn't make it stick,
did you?

Here you are
back with him again.

He's still calling the shots,
and you're still jumping!

See what I mean?

I mention his name,
and you look out the window!

He could be 5,000 miles away,
and you'd still be looking!

Less than an hour till sundown.

Forty minutes, to be exact.

I thought maybe you could
just let Billy Roy go.

We'd ride out.
No trouble.

Get off your horse, Vince.

Walk toward me.

Just make a move,
that's all I ask.

Just make a move.

You know me, Jess.

I'm not a man of violence.

I don't approve of violence.

You know what I'm gonna do?

What?

I think I'm gonna try
a little longer fuse this time.

Oh, no, my God!

Oh, dear God!

Oh, no. Dan?

Oh, no.

No.

No.

Dan? Danny.

Say something.

Danny, don't leave me.

You killed him.

You killed him just as if
you put that gun to his head.

I told you. I begged you
to let that animal go.

But, now, to save your own skin,
you killed Dan.

You see it?

This is a wanted poster.

This man is wanted
by the Mexican government.

He stole that gun
that's been firing on us,

that killed my husband,
that will kill all of you.

It says he can be identified
by a wound on his neck.

There it is.

He thought nothing
of killing my husband.

He'll think nothing
of killing the rest of you.

Make him
let that prisoner loose.

Force him!

One way to get
that gun to stop shooting.

Let Billy Roy go.

No trouble.

Let him go, Wade.

We've had enough
of this violence.

Our roots are
in this town, Wade, not yours.

Get rid of Wade.

Hold it, hold it. Quiet.
Quiet down, everybody.

You got a cannon
pointing at your heads,

and you're willing to let
a bunch of riffraff

make you crawl.

Maybe you can forget
that Dan Ramsey was just killed.

Well, I can't.

But there's one thing
you'd better not forget.

He'll blast you off the face
of the earth no matter what.

Because you know
who's got that cannon.

If I don't get up there
and tell them to stop,

that cannon's
gonna blow this town apart.

All right, Mr. Hackett.

Take Billy Roy out.

Hold it. First man who wants
to release the prisoner,

step up.

Keep at it, Jess.

Well, I'm overdue out of here.

I'm liable to be killed
like everybody else

if you don't let Billy Roy go.

Keep your eye on the sun, Jess.

Turn him over
to Vince, Mr. Wade.

Thirty minutes, mister,
or we all come to get you,

and we'll turn him loose.

All right,
all of you clear the streets.

That cannon will be hitting
a few more times.

You've done all you can do.

Let him go.

I'm keeping him here.

I want to apologize.

For what?

Whatever I thought,
I was wrong.

You are what you said you'd be.

Don't count on it.

Get off the street.

"Thirty minutes" come to mean

important words to you,
Mr. Wade?

Thirty minutes
can get to be as important

as a man's whole life, can't it?

A very sad half hour for you,
Mr. Wade.

You locking us both up,
Mr. Wade?

So we can be cozy?

Not much time, Mr. Wade.

Won't be long before
your good citizens come for you,

or my brother blows this town
to plowing land,

and he comes for you.

Take off that gun belt
and come outside.

You finally seen the light,
Mr. Wade.

You gonna
take these things off me

and let me go back
to my brother.

Mr. Carter.

Mr. Jess Wade was one of them.

That animal's gone.

Now, maybe
that cannon'll stop firing.

Send them a reminder, Gunner.

With pleasure.

I guess
that makes it pretty plain.

Wade didn't turn Billy Roy
over to his brother.

Or he hasn't had the time.

He's had the time.

He could have walked there
in 10 minutes.

Well, somebody's
gotta ride up there

and tell Vince Hackett
his brother's no longer in town.

Harvey, you get the buckboard
and you drive me up there.

No, Miss Tracey.

Tracey, if I have to
grab you and hold you,

you're not going up there.

There's only one thing to do.
Get off the streets.

Those of you who have cellars,
get down in them.

And take as many
of your neighbors with you

as your cellars will hold.
Come on, Miss Tracey.

Gunner?

Yeah, Vince.

Can you aim that cannon
at night?

These things don't know
whether it's day or night.

Send them one.

We're about ready to knock that
town off the face of the earth.

Everything goes,
except the jail.

Yeah.

All right, load up.

All right, yell.

Vince.

Vince, it's me.

It's Billy Roy.

I'm down here.

Call out again!
Where are you, Billy Roy?

Here, Vince! Here!

Watch out for Wade!

He's up in those rocks.

Those rocks to your left!

Mody. Heff.

Gunner.

Gabe, drop it down
three notches.

Vince?

I can see you,
Gabe and Gunner.

Where's Heff and Mody?

I don't know
where they are, Jess!

If I go, Billy Roy goes.

Vince!

He's gonna kill me!

All right, Mody, Heff, hold off!

All right,
it's a standoff, Jess.

What you got on your mind?

Taking that gun back
where it came from.

Moving it into town tonight.

If you want to keep
Billy Roy alive.

Vince!

Now, maybe you got me
where you want me,

and maybe you haven't.

Anything wrong
in talking about it?

Now, how come so much money
don't appeal to you, Jess,

when you don't even have
to raise a hand to get it?

Gunner.

Jump, Billy, get out of the way!

Vince! Vince!
Vince! Vince!

Vince! Vince!

Billy Roy?

Wade!

Good friend Jess Wade!

What do you do now, Vince?

I'll tell you what you do now.

You and the cannon go back
to Mexico with me.

It's not his fault.

It's not his fault.

I know.

Well, it's a hard thing
for me to say, but...

He doesn't know
how to say thank you.

I know how.
Thank you, Mr. Wade.

Jess!

You're not coming back,
are you?

No.

I'll send for you.

You come when I tell you.
It won't be long.