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Don't turn around.

Keep your hands
to your side.

I'll move with you while you get
those keys off the desk.

Come on, move.

Alright, now open
that center cell.

What if I don't?

If you don't,
I'll kill you,

take your keys,
and open it myself.

Yeah, I guess
you could.

Well, who'd
have thought?

Don't dawdle, Fred.
I know this man.

He gets kind of
jumpy in a crisis.

How far do you think
you'll get, Clint?

I'm not going to ask you
once more, mister.

Yes, sir, who
would've thought?

Turn around.

Now, Fred, about
them runny eggs

you've been giving
me for breakfast...

Sure couldn't have
picked a worse time

to come walking in,
could they?

Hope I haven't woke
the whole town.

That's enough
shooting for today!

Mind if I get down
and stretch?

Help yourself.

You, you living somewhere
around here these days, Jake?

Nope.

Then how'd you know
about my little predicament?

I was just riding through,
heard about it.

Lucky for me.

Yeah, isn't it?

Man: Yah!

There they go.

How come you didn't
let them hang me, Jake?

You think we got time to talk
this all out now, Clint?

Just the same, I think
you'd have been way ahead

if you'd let them
hang me...

Although I won't pretend

I was looking forward
to it too much.

When I was the one
they wanted to hang,

I got downright
resentful.

Well, this is
where I leave you.

Which way are you
heading, Jake?

Maybe we could ride
together a ways.

Not a chance, Clint.

Hey, you know, this is a real
nice little horse.

Gonna take him
with you?

The horse is yours.

No kidding?

Well, thanks, Jake.
Thanks very much.

That's real generous
of you.

'Course, I don't
suppose, uh...

I don't suppose
even you'd suggest

that he was worth
anything like, uh...

Oh, say, $20,000?

I didn't keep
that money, Clint.

You didn't?

What did you do with it, give
it to some deserving family?

I buried it,
and after I did,

I never went
back there again.

As far as I know,
it's still there.

Now, that seems
a peculiar thing

for you to do, Jake.

Whatever come over you
to do a thing like that?

You wouldn't
understand, Clint.

I might.

I kind of doubt it,
but...I might.

I guess you figure this
squares us up, huh?

You pulled me out of
exactly the same spot one time.

Now I've done it
for you.

To me, one cancels
the other.

But if you don't feel
that way about it...

You know, Jake,
you could save yourself

a lot of sleepless
nights

if you just
tossed me a gun

and we had this out
right here and now.

Not a chance.

What's the difference
whether it's now or later?

A lot of difference,
Clint.

In the first place, I don't
think it has to be now
or later or anytime.

But if it does...

I'll pick the time
and the place myself.

Uh-uh.

No, you won't, Jake.

Don't try to
follow me, Clint.

If you remember,

I'm pretty good
with one of these.

Yeah.
Yeah, I remember.

But you're not
as good as me.

Just, uh...
Just pretty good.

Glad to see you
back, Jake.

Hi, Jake.

Hello, Luke.

When did you
get here?

Just now.
Hi, Avery.

Hi, Jake. Get all your
business attended to?

Yeah, I sure did.

Anything important
happen while I was gone?

Well, nothing much
around here,

but did you hear
what happened

to Clint Hollister?

No. What about him?

Well, you knew he'd
been tried for murder

and convicted
over in Morganville.

Some of his gang
broke him out.

Shot up a couple
of men pretty bad.

How bad?

Well, they're
going to live.

Haven't
caught him yet?

No, and they ain't
gonna, I'll bet.

He's probably 5 states
away by this time.

Well, the old town wasn't
the same without you.

It's always
nice to be missed.

Thanks, Avery.

Say, what happened to that
little gelding of yours?

The one you took
with you.

Oh, I sold him
to a fella.

Oh. See you later.

Want to get
caught up on this?

No, that can wait
till tomorrow.

Look, do you mind
hanging around

a little while
longer?

I'll relieve you
early tonight.

Why, sure.

Say hello to Peggy
for me.

Who's the young fella
holding up the post?

Just a kid who
drifted in yesterday

looking for a job
on one of the ranches.

I'll say one thing
for him:

He's not looking
very hard.

See you later, Jake.

Right.

[Bell rings]

Oh...

The, the rig I rented from
the livery stable.

The suit's mine.

I'm overwhelmed,

but what's the reason
for all this elegance?

You've already proposed.

And I'm glad I accepted.

Dinner ready?

Mm-hmm. Ready
and getting cold.

Where's your uncle?

Oh, he had to go into town
late this afternoon

for some supplies.

How come every time
I come out here

that's the day he has to
go into town for supplies?

Oh, I hope you don't think
it's easy to arrange.

Jake?

Peggy, did you
find it a big wrench

when you pulled up
stakes in Philadelphia

to come out here?

No, not nearly as much
as I thought it would be.

Why?

Suppose the same thing
might apply again?

I mean, if we
suddenly left here

and moved on
further west.

If we left here?
Why should we, Jake?

We've built a real place
for ourselves, both of us.

And, you know, the job
you've done as marshal here

in the last year, why,
it can lead to anything.

We could do the same
thing somewhere else.

Yes, we could,
but why should we?

We're here, and
we've already done it.

Don't you have
any curiosity

about what it's like
further west?

No. And I don't think
basically you do, either.

Oh, Jake,
you're not a drifter.

You love it here.

You couldn't have fooled
everyone about that.

No, and I wouldn't
have, anyway.

Then why do you
want to leave?

Supposing it wasn't that
I wanted to leave,

but that I felt
it might be better

for both of us to get a fresh
start somewhere else.

Well...then I'd say that since
this concerns me so much,

I should know why so that
I can judge for myself.

And if I couldn't
tell you?

Then I'd say you were
asking an awful lot.

Alright...
I'm asking a lot.

Jake, I never ask you anything
about your past life

because I didn't care
about anything that happened

before we met each other.

But what you're asking me
to accept on faith now

concerns our future,

and I just can't be
casual and haphazard

about a thing like that.

Alright, forget I
said anything about it.

Forget it?

Oh, Peggy...

Peggy.

I'm...
I'm sorry, Jake.

I know.

It's just that
the way you talked,

it sounded as if
you'd already decided.

Oh, that's not true.

You're only guessing
when you talk like that.

Well, what else am I to do

but guess when you won't
tell me anything?

Oh, Jake,
can't you tell me?

No, Peggy, I can't.
Not yet.

Alright.

Well, when you can,
you let me know.

[Door closes]

[Snoring]

Marshal Wade?

Yeah.

I've been kind of waiting for
you to get back to town.

Is that so?

I've been trying to find
me a job around here,

and then Al the bartender
over at the saloon

said that you might be able
to steer me onto something.

Where are you from?

Kansas.

Well, I sure haven't
got anything for you,

but I can give you
a letter

to somebody
who might have,

if you don't mind
hard work.

Well, well, I ain't exactly
crazy about it.

I can see
the necessity for it.

Unh!

[Man laughing]

Pretty neat, Jake.

Hold it!

Better drop your
gun belt, Jake.

How you been,
Ortero?

No complaints.
How about you, Jake?

[Drops gun]

Don't go blaming
your deputy too much

for me having
this gun, Jake.

Who'd have thought

a fat, sloppy drunk
lying in the gutter

would have a pistol
hidden in his boot?

[Laughing]

Hello, Jake.

Put him in a chair.

How do you feel?

How do you think?

I can remember a time
when all you'd have done

for a clout like that
was scratch it.

How'd you stay
so close behind me?

I backtracked
a dozen times.

I'd have sworn
I wasn't being followed.

You wasn't.

How'd you find me?

Easy. When you
left me,

I joined up
with the boys,

and then we just
turned loose

that nice
little horse you give me

and followed him home.

We've been here
since early yesterday

while you was...
Doing your backtracking.

And I must say, Jake,

it was worth
the whole trip

just to find out that
you're the marshal here.

[Snickers]

Hi, Wexler.

Don't talk
to me, Jake.

Wexler, my boy, how many
times have I told you

if you let your hate
get the upper hand,

it will throw
your timing off?

What was it we used to
try to tell him, Jake?

Something there
we used to say.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, we used to say,

"wexler, you go ahead and
kill anybody you want to.

"It's a free country.

But if you do it
with hate in your heart,

you'll end up with nothing
but an upset stomach."

I don't think
he ever understood

what we was talking about.

Do you, Jake?

What do you got
in mind, Clint?

What are your plans
for me?

I'm going to kill you.

But not for a while,

so you don't have to try
nothing desperate just yet.

Let go of me!

Take your hands
off me! Oh!

She didn't want to
come along, Clint.

Persuading somebody

don't usually take
you so long, kid.

Some old man came out of
a house with a shotgun.

That took me a little time
to work around behind him.

What did you do
to him?

What do you care?

You his lodge brother
or something?

Jake, what is
all this?

Say, Clint, she was a little
slow getting dressed,

so we had to help her
along a little bit,

on account of
she was so slow.

I'll kill him!

That's enough!

You try to.

You, uh, know why we're taking
her along, don't you?

I just know you're
not going to!

Oh, but we have to.

You see, if you know something
might happen to her

if you try to play it
too smart,

then maybe you'll take
us right to the money

instead of leading us
all around the hills

for days and days.

Look, Clint, just
let her stay here.

I promise to take
you wherever you--

oh, come on, Jake. You know
better than to try that with me.

We better not hang around
here too long, Clint.

Is that a fact,
Burke?

She going to ride
in that getup?

No, I grabbed
some of her stuff.

Alright, let's go.

Jake, do something, Jake, don't
let them! Please, Jake!

Now, listen, miss...

You better get it
through your head

we ain't
playing games.

You three ride out
of town ahead of us.

We'll meet you
at the canyon.

Jake, I, uh...I think
it will look better

if you ride
out of town alone.

We'll see you at
the end of the street.

Wait a minute.
What makes you think

he's just going
to ride out

to the end of the
street and wait for us?

Wexler...

Jake's in love.

He'll play along
with us.

Won't you, Jake?

Alright,
get moving.

Hey, Jake! Jake!

-You want to hear
something funny?
-Yeah.

You know that little gelding you
said you sold to somebody?

-Yeah.
-Well, I was going past
ed Hurley's place,

and you know something?

I thought I saw that
gelding in his corral.

You know something?
I know you saw him.

Evening.

Evening.

Alright, Jake,
let's go.

Giddup!

[Chuckles]

I was afraid that
when you, uh...

Changed out of
that dress,

maybe you wouldn't
look too good.

But even in
them old things,

you're about the best-looking
gal I've ever seen.

Say...was you really going
to marry that Jake guy?

Why?

Because maybe
I'm kind of interested

in why girls do some of
the crazy things they do.

You see, I never had a whole
lot to do with girls.

I wonder why.

Because my old man
thought he was a preacher,

that's why...

And because he used to whale
the daylights out of me

if he even saw me
look at a girl...

Or a girl look at me.

Your father
was a preacher?

Kind of
a phony evangelist.

I tell you...He was
about the meanest man

I ever met in my life.

He just naturally
would like to beat up

on anything that was
smaller than him.

And, of course,
he could always say

he was beating
the fear of god into you.

Well,
where is he now?

Well, I, uh...

I hope I know
where he is.

You see, he was the
first man I ever killed.

[Gasps]

[Hoofbeats approaching]

Hey, Burke, you better
cook up more stuff.

Some of the other
guys are coming.

Yes, master.

Any trouble, Clint?

No. Get him
something to eat,

and tie his hands
behind him.

From now on,
he stays tied.

Why don't you just
leave him to me?

Sonny, I can see
we ain't going

to have you around
long enough

to get tired
of your company.

He ain't that tough.

He ain't, huh?

Well, let's put it
this way...

Let's just say
'cause, uh...

I'm getting old

and hearing noises
in the night...

Would you mind
tying him up

for my sake, hmm?

I see the kid didn't
waste much time

getting your clothes
changed.

Well, now, Burke,
what tasty little dish

have you cooked up
for breakfast this morning?

Take a stretch,
Jake.

I told you, there's no use
fighting them ropes.

If I'm showing
any strain,

it's from hanging onto
that horse for 8 hours

with nothing
but my knees.

No kidding?
Tsk, tsk, tsk.

I did it once
for a whole week.

They caught me
up in the Dakotas.

Rode me clear back
to Kansas.

All that way,
just for a stage holdup.

'Course, I busted loose
before we got there.

Killed one deputy
with a rock.

Killed the other one
with a rifle.

Maybe something like that
will happen to you, Jake.

Mmm...

Trouble is,
you got one problem

that I was never
saddled with.

The girl.

Well,
it just goes to show

no matter how pleasant
they are to have around,

a woman does
slow a man up.

But then,
so does a busted leg.

How much further
we going today, Clint?

Well, that depends
on how much further

we got to go
altogether, Jake.

You know, you haven't been
exactly what I'd call explicit

about where
this place is.

You haven't satisfied me
about what happens to her

after I do
take you there.

It's what's gonna
happen to her

if you don't take me there.

And as you know,

I ain't a great one
for patiently waiting.

I don't want
you to think

I'm rushing you
into anything, Jake.

You, uh...You just
think it over.

You got
a little time left.

Boost him up.

Oh, now, come on, miss,
cheer up.

We'll stop and camp
when it gets dark.

Maybe tonight we'll sing a few
songs around the campfire.

Move out!

Jake...when you left
to take care

of that
personal business,

was it to get him
out of jail?

Yeah.

How long have you
known him?

Don't let me
interrupt.

You in much
pain, Jake?

[Chuckles]

You ever been up in these
mountains before, miss?

No.

Really?
Well, you've missed

some of the most
breathtaking scenery

in the whole world.

You know, I heard
a foreigner say once

that there wasn't nothing
in the Swiss alps

that could beat
the rocky mountains

when it come
to scenic grandeur.

Kind of made me proud
to be an American

when he said that.

You ever been to
the Swiss alps, miss?

No.

Hmm. Jake and me,
we, uh...

We always figured
on going,

but something was
always coming up

at the last minute.

You know how it is.

Remember how we was always
talking about pulling out

and taking a trip to
the Swiss alps, Jake?

Yeah, I remember.

Oh, the places we was
gonna go...

The things
we was gonna see.

[Laughs]

Then it was always
the next job we'd pull

that was gonna get
us the money to do it.

Something
always happened.

Then one day,

Jake wasn't
around no more...

And I didn't
figure

it would be
much fun by myself.

All of which should have
a moral to it someplace.

Maybe it's, uh...

Maybe it's "them that
robs too many banks

never gets to see
the Swiss alps."

That stuff
ready yet?

It's as ready as
it's ever gonna be.

Come on, let's eat.

Peggy, don't get that
close to me again.

Get back over there.

We're not going to have
much chance to talk anyway,

but if he figures
you're trying to untie me,

that will be
the end of it.

I know how you must
feel about all this

and what you must think of
me for getting you into it.

That's not it.

Well, I should
have told you.

Aside from all that,

if we've got
any chance at all,

it's going to be from
working together.

Jake, you saved his life.
He wouldn't kill you,

not after you take him
to the money.

You don't think
he's bluffing, do you?

Peggy, listen to me.

He's going to kill me.

There isn't a chance he won't.
Believe me, I know.

But one thing's sure,

sometime, at one point,

there's going to be
a split second

when we'll have a
one-in-a-million chance.

There always is.

Clint knows that
as well as I do.

So do the others.

Now, get back
where you were.

Alright.

[Wind whistling]

Hold it!

What happened?

He fell off, almost
landed on his head.

But not quite,
huh?

I don't know how he's stuck
up there this far, Clint.

Well, he can
keep falling off

till he breaks
every bone in his body,

and he still ain't
gonna get his hands untied.

That's real smart,
isn't it?

You keep saying you want
the money so badly,

yet the only man who
knows where it is

you'll
let break his neck!

Now, wait a minute,
miss.

That falling off a horse
is a real moldy trick.

I ain't about to let him
take me in with that.

Peggy: Supposing
it isn't a trick.

Clint: Oh, come on.

There's something
in what she says, boss.

We could tie his hands
in front of him

so he could hang onto
the saddle horn.

He stays the way he is!

Get him back up there!

Clint!

He can't stay on
this way, Clint.

Alright,
tie his hands in front.

And get him back
in that saddle!

Cut him loose. I'll
get some more rope.

Come on with
that rope, Rennie.

Clint!

Clint!

You boys get back down
to the bottom of the draw.

Back that way.
Come on!

We're alright now,
Peggy. We made it.

Clint: Almost.

Just, uh...Toss up
the gun, Jake.

How long you been
waiting up there?

Oh, I've been around here
for a couple hours, anyway.

Why didn't you go to
the head of the canyon?

That would've been
the easy way out.

Yeah, but I've
never known you

to do anything
the easy way.

[Echoing]
Ortero!

[Fires gun twice]

What a slide.
Whoosh!

It was a good try,
Jake.

Must have been quite
a shock to you, miss,

thinking you'd gotten
away safe and all.

'Course, if Jake
had been alone,

might've been different.

But then, he wouldn't
go without you, would he? Hmm?

Well, I was guilty

of that kind of weakness
myself once.

Remember the time
I just couldn't bear

to leave you behind,
Jake?

Oh, you seem kind of
puzzled, miss.

Ever tell her
how you happened

to get mixed up
with somebody like me?

Why are you
so interested?

I'd kind of like
to hear it.

You wouldn't like
my version.

Probably wouldn't.

Jake, what's he
talking about?

We were in the same
outfit in the war,

all of us except Rennie.

It was a
guerrilla unit

raiding northern
border towns.

We'd shoot our way in,
loot the town,

and then
shoot our way out.

I was doing it
as a soldier.

Clint did it because...

Well, that's the same
thing he'd always done.

The war hadn't
changed his life a bit.

Just made it legal.

After the war,

we kept right on with
what we'd been doing--

robbing banks,
holding up stages...

Of course,
you can guess that

this didn't seem
to bother Clint at all.

Well, why should it?

During the war, the--

hey...during the war,

they made me an officer
and a gentleman

for doing the same things

they was gonna hang me for
a few days ago.

Now, you can't tell me
that makes any sense, Jake.

There's a difference,

but you'll never
understand it.

I suppose you're talking

about something like
honor, ain't you...

Which is supposed
to be too deep

for me to understand.

All I know is,
if you got honor,

you don't run out
on a friend, right?

Why did you
run out on me?

You know why.

No, I don't.

I didn't like
killing kids.

Jake, what are you
talking about?

We'd held up a bank.
During the getaway,

a young boy got caught
in the crossfire.

I killed him.

And that's what made
you run out on me?

Just killing that kid?

That was it.

Shhh...

Well, it could've been
an accident.

Yeah, it
could've been,

but the boy
was killed.

I got caught,

and they threw me
in jail.

There was a lynch mob
within 10 minutes.

That's when Clint,
as he says,

just couldn't bear
to leave me behind.

Uh-huh.

He broke me out.

In a mix-up,

I wound up with
Clint's horse.

And the money
from the bank.

Yeah. And then I
knew I'd had enough.

I buried the money and
kept right on going.

And I waited for you
a whole week.

Took me a whole week

to get it through
my thick head

that he'd
run out on me.

Alright, friend...

When do we get
to that money?

What are you really
after, Clint--

the money or me?

When do we get
to the money?

Tomorrow.

We'll be there
tomorrow.

We're gonna have
some company!

Cavalry patrol.

Have they seen us?

I don't know.

Cut the ropes.

What are we gonna do now, Clint?

What do you think
we should do--

turn and run?

Now, listen, miss...

Whatever happens
when we meet them,

it ain't gonna do
you or Jake no good.

You try anything,
you'll both be dead.

You understand?

Relax, Mr. Hollister.

I'm quite convinced

you'd kill me
without a qualm.

You got that?

Yeah, I got it.

Now, don't act jumpy.

They got no reason
to suspect us,

so don't give them none.

I'll do the talking.

Howdy, lieutenant.

Well, we sure weren't
looking to see

any of our brave army
boys around here.

You're no more surprised
than we are, mister...

Bricker, lieutenant.
Morgan bricker.

And this is Jake Wade.

He's the marshal
over at Coldstream.

Where are you headed,
marshal?

Up into the San Marcus
range. Why?

There's been some bad
trouble with the Indians,

and I don't think,
Mr. Bricker--marshal--

that this is any place
for a woman right now.

I'd suggest you
let us escort you

back to the fort.

You can make it
for home from there.

Oh, I think we can handle
this alright, lieutenant.

I have the authority

to order you out
of here, you know.

Yes, I-I-I know you do,
lieutenant,

but I sure wish

you'd leave the
decision up to us.

Well, I certainly
hate to tell you

your business, Mr. Bricker,

but I think
under the circum--

lieutenant,

could we talk to you
alone for a minute?

Alright.

Marshal.

You see,
lieutenant...

We got a little
problem here.

The young lady's
father took off

to go prospecting
in these mountains.

He's about
a month overdue.

Well, I guess we all
know what that means.

I uh, was a good friend
of her father's,

so when she was
about to start

off on her own
to look for him,

we decided we'd
better come along.

I see.

I tell you,
lieutenant,

since we know
the situation now,

we'll just
circle around here

in the foothills
for a couple of days

like we was
looking, see,

but really going
noplace

where we might be putting
her in any danger. How's that?

You go along
with that, marshal?

Yeah, that's
the thing to do,

under the circumstances.

You sure you wanna go on, miss?

Yes.

Alright.
Good-bye, miss.

Good luck,
Mr. Bricker.

Thank you,
lieutenant.

Marshal.

Sergeant,
forward...ho!

Thanks, Jake.

Tie him up.

[Coyotes yelping]

You wanna have every Comanche
for 100 miles on our necks?

What's the matter
with you?

Don't try to make anything
out of this, Jake.

I may not have to.

I'm sorry, Clint.

It's just that I can't
stand them filthy coyotes.

I didn't stop
to think.

We'll chisel that
on your tombstone!

I said I was sorry.

Right about now,

I guess Jake's
sorry, too,

but that ain't gonna keep
him from getting killed.

What do you mean
by that?

Oh, what do you care
what I mean?

I don't like people to
talk to me like that!

You don't, huh?

So what are you
gonna do about it?

Some more of that
doing without thinking?

I'll do plenty.

You gonna draw
on me, Rennie?

[Laughing]

I oughta shoot
your ears off.

What are we going
to do now, Clint?

About what?

You ain't
just gonna keep

riding right into
a massacre, are you?

Why, no, Burke.

I thought we'd avoid
that if we could.

And how are we
gonna do that?

You don't think a single
Comanche for 20 miles

missed those shots,
do you?

Now, get this...

There's a lot of money
buried around here

that belongs to me,

and what belongs
to me, I get.

Now, anybody that
don't want to go along

is perfectly free
to just turn around

and start riding back
down the canyon.

'Course,
anybody that does

will get a bullet
in his back.

Ain't nobody
turning back, Clint.

Alright, boys.

Just a little difference
of opinion, miss.

Happens in the
best-run organizations.

Lead off, Jake.

This is it, huh?

This is it.

Go ahead.

Clint, some
tracks there.

How many,
you think?

There's 6 or 8 here.

Not over
two hours ago.

It could've been
10 minutes.

What do you think,
Jake?

They're still
right around here.

Now, just how do you
read that from the tracks?

I don't have to.

I can see one of them
from here.

Don't move, anybody.

Building's got you
covered.

I don't think
he's seen us yet.

Where is he?

If you step out,

he'll be just to your left
on top of the Ridge.

Hold it, Clint.

Can I get him
with a rifle?

Well, I know
I could, but...

I haven't seen you
shoot lately.

Rennie, my rifle.

Is he still there?

Yeah, but you'll only
have one shot, Clint.

He's going to see you
the minute you move.

How far?

About 100 yards.

You missed him!

Yeah.

Oh, and, Clint,

there's another thing
I forgot to tell you.

What?

There's two more.

You're real smart,
ain't ya?

You're wasting
a lot of time

if you're
going after them.

Oh, so that's it.

You think with me
out of the way,

you'll be...

Ha ha ha ha!
You hear that, boys?

Well, I am going
after them,

'cause they're
riding off to tell

the rest of that
hunting party about us.

But that ain't gonna
help you a bit, Jake.

It will be dark
in an hour.

Hole up here.

Can I go with you,
Clint?

No. I want
you all right here

when he pulls whatever
it is he's got in mind.

Get the horses
out of sight.

This might take a little
longer than I figure.

Wait for me,

but if I'm not
back by midnight,

the money's
all yours, boys.

And, uh, kid...

I hope you
and the girl

will be very happy.

[Laughing]

Let's get
out of sight.

After you, marshal.

Keep an eye on Jake.

He ain't going nowhere.
Don't worry.

No? Like yesterday
in the canyon, maybe?

Let's see how long

we can hold onto
him this time.

Sit down, Jake.

Get a long piece
of rope, wexler.

[Coyote howling]

[Coyote howling]

Burke...if you see
any Indians,

don't tell me till
we get some food.

Rennie!

You see anything?

Nothing!

You got an extra
smoke, ortero?

Rennie: Hey, wexler!

Maybe we ought
to send Burke

on a little scouting
expedition, huh?

Burke: Shut up, rennie!

What's the matter
with that kid rennie?

He's crazy.

Where did Clint
find him?

In Las Cruces
last June.

He was looking
for you.

I'm going to kill him
one of these days.

Remember those first days

when we were riding
together, ortero?

Yeah,
I remember.

I know what you're
getting at, Jake.

I'm not getting
at anything.

You want me
to remember

how we fought
a whole war together...

How you took me
with you

when you went
to join Clint...

The number of times

we saved
each other's lives.

On that basis,
I always figured

we came out
just about even.

I hope you mean
that, Jake,

'cause there's nothing
I can do for you now.

You can get her
out of here.

Not even that.

[Coyotes howling]

I found out what happens
when you cross Clint.

What are you guys
doing in here?

We want to eat.

Untie Jake
so he can eat.

Think we better?

Sure...let him loose.

Then if he tries to
make a break for it,

we can kill him.

He's the only one

who knows where
the money is,

so we can
get out of here

and the Indians
won't get our scalps.

Clint wants him
alive...

And don't either of
you forget that.

You untie him.

The kid give you
an idea, wexler?

I wouldn't
cross Clint.

You know that,
Jake.

Maybe Clint
ain't coming back.

You hope.

No...you hope.

[Laughs]

He'll be back.
Don't worry about that.

Clint always comes back.

Who said we didn't
want him to come back?

[Coyote howling]

Well,
if I had been Clint

and I really wanted
to find myself some Indians,

I'd have stayed
right here.

What do you mean?

[Coyotes howling]

We've probably
got more Indians

surrounding us right now

than Custer had
to fight at bighorn.

So what?

We don't have to worry
till it gets light,

and we'll probably be
out of here by then.

Who says you don't
have to worry

until it gets light?

Indians don't
attack at night.

Everybody knows that.

Apaches don't
attack at night,

but they're the only
ones who don't.

These are Comanches.

[Coyotes howling]

Get back outside.

You're wasting
your time

working on them,
Jake.

You think so?

Jake, I wish I
could help you.

Yeah, I know.

This much I can do.

Jake, you didn't
kill that kid.

What?

Who did kill him?

Jake didn't do it.

'Course, Clint
always wanted him

to think
that he had.

You know what
Clint's like...

Always likes
to have something

on everybody
that's with him.

Well, who did
kill the boy?

I do know that
Jake didn't.

The boy was
already dead

when Jake and Clint
come out of the bank.

Thanks, ortero.

[Coyotes howling]

The trouble is, Jake,
Clint always liked you

better than anybody
he ever met.

Yeah, I know.

What about you
and Jake, ortero?

That doesn't make
any difference.

I didn't ask you
for anything.

I just asked you how
you felt about Jake.

That's the end
of this talk.

Now, look--

I said that's
the end of this talk!

Now, get over there.
Sit down.

Alright,
Mr. Ortero.

[Coyote howling]

Leastways, them coyotes'
howling is over.

You really think
them's coyotes, don't you?

Sure, they are.

I heard enough
of 'em up in--

[coyotes howling]

You mean...

I mean
they're Comanches.

They're Comanches...

And what are we
doing about it?

We're sitting
around here

like customers
in a barbershop,

waiting our turn to get
a nice, close haircut.

Yeah, but Clint
said we should--

Clint said!

Clint said.

You notice that Clint
got out of here,

didn't you?

Rennie's right.

Let's go tell ortero

we're getting
out of here.

[Coyote howling]

You want to
stay here alone?

Not me!

Jake...

We're getting
out of here.

I feel like
a sitting duck!

For all we know,
we're being lined up

in the sights of
some Comanche right now.

Nobody's happy
about it.

We're leaving.

Fine.

That way
or that way?

I suppose you know just
where the Indians are.

What about
the money?

I don't know how
you feel about it,

but that money don't mean
a thing to me anymore!

-That goes for me.
-You, Burke?

I don't want
any part of it.

What about them?

Leave them here
with some food

and a couple of canteens,
but no horses.

If they make it, fine.
If they don't--

they had
their chance.

That's right.

Wexler?

Leave 'em here...

Or shoot 'em--

it don't make
no difference to me.

Alright.
They stay.

I think maybe
I'll stay, too--

keep going
for the money,

now that I've
come this far.

By yourself?

Sure...

That way, he ain't got
nobody to split it up with.

Let him stay
to get hisself killed.

Thanks.

Come on,
let's get out of here!

Wexler: That's
alright with me.

But it ain't
alright with me.

You boys seem to be
gettin' a little jumpy.

You can stay
if you want to, Clint,

but we're goin'.

You are?

We don't want the money.
You can have it!

I can?

[Rifle cocking]

We're goin', Clint!

Let's see
if you are.

Stop it!

There ain't gonna
be no shootin'!

We're in trouble
enough!

You got us in
a real mess, Clint,

now, I'm tak--

[Peggy screams]

[Hoofbeats outside]

Clint: I guess you boys
ain't goin' far now,

so get down
to the end of the street.

We can cover the Ridge
and this end of town,

and get him
out of here!

Watch them.

Clint: Alright, Jake,
get in that chair.

Let go of him!
Let go!

[Crying]

Ortero!

Move over to the house--
cross cover there.

[Glass shattering]

[War cries outside]

Stay there!

[Crash]

[Arrows landing]

You ain't gonna be
needin' this, are you?

[Distant war cries]

[Glass breaking]

[Arrow whizzes]

[Thunk]

[Crash]

Oh, Jake, I can't!

Oh, Peggy,
get a knife.

Where?

Burke--there's one
in his belt.

[Breathing heavily]

Jake: Stay low!

[Distant war cries]

[Gunshot]

You ain't gonna
hit nobody that way.

[Arrow whizzes, lands]

Ah!

[Wood creaks]

[Gasps]

[Steps creaking]

[Gasps]

[Thumping]

[Distant war cries]

[Gunshot]

Uh!

Stay close behind me.

[War cry]

[Gunshot]

[Uncocks gun]

[Shell hits floor]

That's far enough,
Jake.

Inside.

Ortero!

That's the last
of 'em.

Move.

Well, did you say a few
words over the boys?

Yeah...good-bye.

Very touching.

Alright, Jake.
Now's the time.

Where is it?

Right up there.

Clint: Ha!

I should have known.

Now, look, Jake,

if you're stalling
again...

Wouldn't be much
of a stall.

Let's go.

This is it.

Here?

How long is it
gonna take you?

I buried it
pretty deep.

How deep?

3 or 4 feet.

Well, get goin'.

What'd you Bury
that in,

or is all that money
going to be rotted?

I buried your
whole saddlebag.

Well, dig it up!

Toss him the shovel.

Just, uh...

Just what did you
hope to accomplish by...

Runnin' off
and buryin' this?

Why didn't you just
come to me and say,

"Clint, I'm quittin"'?

Why didn't you
do that, huh?

[Chuckling]

[Clank clank]

Got to loosen this up
with somethin'.

You never
give up, do you?

[Peggy gasps]

Now, there's the chance
you've been waitin' for, Jake.

The only question is...

Do you want to die now...

Or in a few minutes?

Clint:
How you doin' there?

Go ahead...

You might pull it off.

[Thump]

Hmmph...

You sure couldn't
have been

in much of a hurry
that day,

burying it down
that deep.

I don't
understand it.

How come
you buried it so--

[cocks gun]

Get 'em up,
both of you.

Heh! I guess I forgot
about that one.

Guess you did.

Drop your
gun belt, Clint.

You too, ortero.

Now, wait a minute.
Not so fast, Jake.

That thing's been buried
for over a year.

You don't really think
it's going to shoot, do you?

We can find out
if you want to.

Now, look, Jake...

You're bluffin'
and we both know it.

Am I?

Alright!
So it does shoot!

All you'll win is
a tie for first place.

You know I'd get you
before I'd die.

Neither of us
know that.

You ain't sure
it'll fire.

You're not sure
it won't.

How about those
gun belts?

Alright, ortero.

Pick 'em up,
Peggy.

Ha ha ha ha.

Ortero, go get
the horses.

Peggy,
you go with him.

What are you going
to do?

Come on, Peggy.

Please, Jake,
don't bother with him.

He can't hurt us now!

I just want to talk
to him alone.

Start walking,
ortero.

What do I do, Clint?

He's holdin' the gun.
Do what he says.

Hey, uh, Jake, uh,

you ain't gonna keep me
in suspense, are you?

What about?

About whether, uh...

That thing would have
fired or not.

[Click]

Well, on the other hand,

it might have gone off
like a Cannon.

Then think how silly
I would have looked.

Go on, Peggy. I'll
be down in a minute.

Jake, please
be careful.

Go on, Peggy.

Well...

What happens now?

Are you gonna shoot me down
like a dirty dog?

I wouldn't do it like
this and you know it.

Yeah, that's what I always
liked about you, Jake.

You're real
fair and square.

Now that I’m
holding the gun,

you're willing to give me
my honor back, huh, Clint?

That makes us
even again.

Should be easy
to settle the rest.

Wait here
until I get back.

Let's settle it now.

Wait here.

Sure, Jake...

Seein' as you got
my gun, my knife...

You're pretty safe to
leave me sittin' on my honor,

and, uh,
you take your time, Jake.

Take your time.

I'll be here.

We are leaving now,
aren't we, Jake?

That's right, Peggy.

Ortero!

Jake: Pick up
some loose guns.

Mount up, Peggy.

Ortero...

You've got to get her
back home for me.

If he was dead,

would that make any
difference to you?

A threat? A promise?

I don't know.

Alright, Jake.
I'll take the chance.

Leave Clint's horse
there.

No!

No, Jake.

You can't go back.
We're safe now.

Trust me to do what
I have to do, Peggy.

Peggy: If you go back there,
he's going to kill you.

No, Jake, please!

Please don't go back!

Well...

I see she's
on her way.

How about a smoke?

Hmm?

Oh, come on...

It might
be your last...

Or mine.

Either way,
you can't lose, hmm?

Tell me somethin',
Clint.

Sure.

If things had worked out
the way you planned,

were you going
to give me a gun

or just...
Shoot me in the back?

Well, that's, uh,

that's an interesting
question, Jake...

I'd say I was going
to give you a gun.

Alright.

There's your gun.

I was gonna
hand you yours.

Well, you like me

a lot better
than I like you.

[Creak]

[Horse neighs]

[Hoofbeats]