All language subtitles for The.War.Wagon.1967.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

(SINGING)
Look at those horses
What are they draggin'?

Heavily guarded
What is that wagon?

War wagon
What does it hold?

War wagon
Loaded with gold

Most men are fightin'
for a wagon full of gold

Scratchin' and bitin'
for a wagon full of gold

My piece of land,
my cattle brand

A place to rest my head

The feelin'
of a woman's love

Are all you
really need for livin'

Three years in prison
made me dream a lot of dreams

Sometimes the dream
is not as easy as it seems

But wrong or right,
I have to fight

'Cause when
the truth is told

All men are fightin'
for a wagon full of gold

Look at those horses
What are they draggin'?

Heavily guarded
What is that wagon?

Most men are fightin'
for a wagon full of gold

Scratchin' and bitin'
for a wagon full of gold

My piece of land,
my cattle brand

A place to rest my head

The feelin'
of a woman's love

Are all you
really need for livin'

Look at those horses
What are they draggin'?

Three years in prison
made me dream a lot of dreams

Sometimes the dream
is not as easy as it seems

But wrong or right,
I have to fight

'Cause when
the truth is told

All men are fightin' for
Are strugglin' for

Are searchin' for
Are strivin' for

A wagon full of gold

Full of gold

Sheriff.
Taw Jackson's
back in town.

Are you sure?

He's ridin' down
the street right now,
big as life.

TAW: Goin' huntin'?

Don't do anything
real fast, now, Taw.

You fellas seem
real jumpy.

How'd you get out?
Parole.

What, after only
three years?

Good behavior.

This paper says I have
to report in to the local
law officer wherever I am.

Well, check-in day
is every Monday.

Figurin' on stickin'
around, are you?

For a while.

Your old spread belongs
to Mr. Pierce, now.

I heard that.

Well, it's his legally,
and he doesn't
allow trespassin',

so you stay off from it.

Oh, I'll sure do that.

Maybe prison took
some of the starch
out of you.

Maybe.

Where's Lomax?
In Randado.

At the Oriental Palace.

Billy Hyatt's
in Chubisco.

Levi?

He's down by Mesquite
with Calita's gang.

What about the shipment?

The big one's
four days from now.

Doesn't give us
much time.

Nope.

Put back the salt!

Huh?

The salt!
Pierce catches you
stealin' now,

you won't be worth
a damn to me!

Mr. Pierce.
Did it get here yet?

No, not yet,
but it'll be in time
for the trip after next.

That's when we want her.

All right,
let's clean her up.

And check the rim on
that left front wheel.

Yes, sir.

Beauty.

Mr. Pierce?

Taw Jackson's
in town.

What?
He's out on parole.

Where is he?
I don't know.

I haven't seen him
since this mornin'.

You mean you
let him go?

Don't you know
he could take a shot
at Mr. Pierce?

Get Hammond and Brown.

Think he'll
try somethin'?

Wouldn't you?

Mr. Pierce.

Get fresh horses.
I want you in Randado
before sunup.

Yes, sir.

Find Lomax.

I want him to
kill Taw Jackson.

I'll pay him
anything he wants.

You'd pay him
anything, sir?

I'll go for $10,000.

Hell, Mr. Pierce,
we'd be willin' to do it

for a lot less
than $10,000.

If you could.

Lomax is the one man
that can, so get movin'.

Yes, sir.

Boss, you know
the way they feel
about each other.

Lomax would probably
ride all the way over here
and kill him for nothin'.

Unless there's money in it,
Lomax ain't gonna do
nothin' for nothin'.

And I want
Taw Jackson dead.

What'll you have?

Whiskey.

Understand, uh,

Lomax is around.

So?

I wanna see him.

Yeah?
And who are you?

Taw Jackson.

LOMAX: Enjoy your drink.
It'll be your last.

Well, that'd be a shame.

Kind of hoped
that my last drink'd
be a big one.

LOMAX: Bottle's
in front of you.
Pour all you want.

Gonna shoot me
in the back?

LOMAX: You deserve it.

You caused me a lot
of embarrassment.

How?

LOMAX: You're the only man
I ever shot and didn't kill.

Well, if it makes
you feel any better,

that slug you put in me
kept me in the hospital
for six months.

(GUNSHOT)

(WOMEN SCREAM)

Lomax.

What made you think
I wouldn't kill you?

Curiosity.

Well, you're
still alive.

Now what's to
keep you that way?

Money.

How much?

Your share'll be
over $100,000.

That's what I've always
said the world needs.

More simple understanding
to bring people together.

Lhotse! Khaloo!

We can talk upstairs.

What I have to say
is private.

Can't get more private.

Neither one of them
speaks a word of English.

Come on.

Come on in.

Well, I hope
this meeting
is a lot friendlier

than the one
three years ago.

Couldn't be much
unfriendlier.

Did you know why Pierce
wanted you to kill me?

Sure. So he could
legally steal your land

once he found
there was gold on it.

You were
a hard-working rancher
defending your property,

yet it's you who gets shot,
framed and sent to jail.

I always thought that
was kind of amusing.

It's nice to find a fella
with a keen sense of humor.

Old Pierce found
a lot of gold
on your land.

That ore assays out
at $643 a ton, normally.

But they've hit
the mother lode,

which'll be 1,200% richer
'till the load runs out.

For a man who's been
out a short while,

you know a lot about
Mr. Pierce's business.

He's important to me.

You thinkin'
about his gold?

My gold.
Forget it.

At town or at the mine,
you can't get within
a mile of it.

Have some grub.
No thanks.

How 'bout out of town?

I guess you don't know
'bout his new toy.

A little iron-plated thing
he calls "the war wagon."

Takes an average shipment
of 50,000 in gold from Emmett

to the railhead in El Paso,
43 and a half miles away.

There are a few guards.

Thirty-three of 'em.

Twenty eight outriders
and five in the coach.

Each man is armed
with a Henry
repeating rifle,

two Colts,
and 200 rounds
of ammunition.

What's this all
got to do with me?

We're gonna
take that wagon.

We are?

You taken a look lately
at the cemetery at Emmett?

There's a big bunch
of cheap wooden crosses
in one corner,

all kind of
crowded in together.

That's the tribute
to the last fools

who tried to stop
the war wagon.

You like facts?

$1.15 for the casket,
12 cents for the crosses.

Pierce foots the bill.

$1.27 seems a poor price
to pay for a man's life.

Especially mine.

In four days,
Pierce is gonna make
the biggest gold shipment

ever made
out of the territory.

A half a million dollars.

Half a million?

How we gonna take it,
with the Prussian Army?

With three other fellas.
Five of us.

Five!

I'm kind of glad
I didn't kill you tonight.
You're funny as hell.

Wanna hear how?

How we end up in jail,
hanged or on the run?

Not if we
do it my way.
No chance.

$100,000, Lomax.
That's your share.
You ready to listen?

Why me?
You're good with guns.

Besides,
you're the only
safecracker I know.

How'd you ever
find that out?

An old friend of yours
in prison.
Mmm.

For the last time,
are you gonna listen?

All right,
let's hear it.

Stony Flats.

The war wagon.

(ROOSTER CROWING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Yeah?

One condition.
What's that?

My time, from now
till the robbery,
costs you $100 a day.

If I fire my gun, $500.

Haven't got
that kind of money.

I'll take a marker
against your share
of the gold.

It's a deal.

You always wear a gun
over your underwear?

Just lately.

(BELL TOLLING)

Good morning,
Mr. Lomax.
Hello, Smitty.

You want I should
saddle your horse
for you?

Please.

Yours is in
the third stall,
on the left.

(DOG BARKING)

There he is.

Lomax.
Mornin', Lomax.

What do you want?

Well, Mr. Pierce
would like to
talk with you.

What for?

It's about
Taw Jackson.

Oh?

What about
Taw Jackson?

Well, Mr. Pierce said
that he'll go all the way
up to $10,000.

Hey, Taw,
you hear that?
I heard.

You're worth
a lot of money dead.

Taw, this wasn't
our idea at all.

We're just deliverin'
a message for Mr. Pierce,
that's all.

Yeah.

What's your answer?

Tell him
I'm interested
in his offer,

and I'll be
thinkin' about it.

Yes, sir.
We sure will.
Come on.

The boss
ain't gonna like
that answer.

I know it.

Why don't we do it?

That would
make Mr. Pierce
very grateful to us.

Ain't no better time.
Now!

(BOTH GROANING)

Mine hit
the ground first.

Mine was taller.

Yes, sir,
a good way to start
our partnership.

How's that?
A $500 day.

I didn't ask
for your help
back there.

Well, I can't afford
to let you get killed.

Unless I do it.

Hey, why are we
headed south?

To pick up
Levi Walking Bear.

Levi who?
Walking Bear.

He's running
with Calita's gang,
down on the border.

Pretty rough outfit.

Yeah, well,
we need him.

He's worth
$100,000 to you.

Ninety.

(BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH)

Buenos días, señorita.

Welcome, señor.

Tequila?
Sure.

Thank you. Salud.

You're a pretty
little girl.

Little girl?

Well, you're not
a little boy.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Dónde es el campo
de Calita?

We don't know.
No lo conozco.

Are you sure?

Well, then,
how 'bout a drink?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(CHUCKLING)

Gracias, señor.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Where did you get that?

I sleep on this ring.

Yes, every night,
like this.

Oh. (GIGGLES)

(GIGGLING)

Ooh.

Oh.

For the tequila.

Do you not want
anything else?

Later.

(COINS JINGLING)
Oh ! (GIGGLES)

Let's go.
Go where?

Calita's.
Third canyon south,
two miles up.

You have to appeal
to their intellect.

(GUNSHOTS ECHOING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

(MEN CHATTERING IN SPANISH)

Let me guess
which one's your friend.

(DRUNKENLY)
No tiren!

(MEN CHATTERING IN SPANISH)

Well...
Yeah.

(GUN FIRES)

(MEN LAUGHING)

(URGES HORSE)

Come on, boy.

(GUN FIRING)

(ALL CHATTERING DRUNKENLY
IN SPANISH)

LOMAX: Hyah !

(FIRING CONTINUES)

(MEN CHATTERING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

Ay, compadres,
listos.

(GUNSHOT)

(ALL CHATTERING IN SPANISH)

Who in the hell
are you?
Shut up.

Don't drop your arm.
What?

Where you goin'?

Another target.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING IN SPANISH)

Get out of here!

(BARKING ORDERS IN SPANISH)

(SPEAKING ANGRILY
IN SPANISH)

Looks like we made it.

Yeah. Thanks, Taw.

You might say
I owe you fellas
my life.

Yeah, you might.

Lomax, Levi Walking Bear.

So you're Lomax.

Say, what was that
all about back there?

We were playin' poker.

So?
I was cheatin'.

Hey, you got
a bargain, big man.

How's that?

Two $500 days
for the price of one.

Thanks.

Hey, why'd you stick
your necks out for me?

We got a job for ya.

Lomax, I want you
to swing over
to Chubisco.

Chubisco?

Pick up a kid named
Billy Hyatt and bring him
out to the old mission.

(SIGHS)

Sure hate being
away from you.

Well, I'm afraid
that's how it's
gonna have to be.

Don't let anything
happen to you.

Not likely.

Beautiful thing
to see.

Friendship.

Yeah.

(PIANO PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Have you seen
a fella around here
named Billy Hyatt?

Yeah.

Where?

There.

(EXCLAIMS)

Billy Hyatt?

(GROANING)

Huh? What are ya doin'?

You Billy Hyatt?

Yeah.

Stand up.

(GROANING)
I can't even sit up.

Come on, now,
I said stand up!

I'm doin' my best!

Got a horse?
Huh?

Have you
got a horse?
No!

Come on.

I ain't goin' no place.
Let me alone...

(RAPIDS ROARING)

Let me off, mister.

Not yet, sonny.

My head's splittin'.

You stink.

(SCOFFING) Tell me, kid,
what are you good for?

Good for?
You heard me.

(SIGHING) Nothin'.
I'm good for nothin'.

I believe it.
Taw must be loco.

Taw Jackson?
Is he out?

Yeah. We're on our way
to join him.

Doggone! Me and him
spent two years
in prison together.

Heartwarming.

Well, that means that
Taw must be ready to...

Yes?

A thing we talked about.

(GROANING)

Listen, mister.
This has gone far enough.
Let me down.

I will, sonny. I will.

(GRUNTS)

What'd ya do that for?

You sharin' my horse,
I want you sober.

And cleaner.

You can walk
yourself dry.

(MAN EXCLAIMING)

What's that?

(MEN GRUNTING)

The war wagon.

So that's it.

Mister?
Huh?

You in with Taw?

More or less.

Then I reckon
I could tell you
what I'm good for.

Explosives.

Explosives?

(MAN BELLOWING)

Hammond and Brown
get back?

No, sir.
What about Lomax?

TAW: Lomax?
Not again !

Hello, Jackson.

It's Monday morning,
and I'm reporting in.

That's no concern
of mine.

Why don't you tell
the deputy here
or the sheriff?

Same thing.
You own 'em.

All right, Taw,
you're duly reported in.

I understand
you're stayin'
out at my ranch.

What used to be
your ranch.

Why not?
It's the nicest
place around.

I ought to know.
I built it.

And you did
a real fine job.

I'll be out there
one day this week.

(CHUCKLES)

You thinking of
tryin' to get it back?

Think about it
all the time.

You wouldn't
stand a chance.

Tell you what I'll do
for you, though.

I'll see that you get
buried on that land.

Well, between then and now,

I'm comin' out to pick up
my personal possessions.

Are they still there?

How would I know?

They all disappeared,
somehow.

There ain't nothin'
left out there that
belongs to you.

This man's
wearin' my gun.

You're mixed up
about that.

My pa give me this
when I was a kid.

If you want it back, Taw,
why don't you just
take it away from him?

It's mine.

What's goin' on?

Just collectin'
somethin' that
belongs to me.

Who started it?
Well, Sheriff,

I guess
you could say I did.

The shells in here
belong to him.

You tell him he can come
and get 'em anytime.

Throw some water on 'em.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

Taw?

I heard.

(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)

Hey, Taw.

Hello, Billy.

How ya keepin'?

You look worse
than you did when
you were in jail.

Oh, it's nothin'
a drink wouldn't fix.
You got anything?

He's a drunk.
He drinks.

The way he's been shakin',
I wouldn't trust him
with a firecracker.

Is that true,
Billy?

I reckon some folks
look at it that way.

But I'm all right, Taw.
I can handle my end.

There's a lot
at stake here, Billy.

I can handle it.
TAW: Good enough.

I don't trust drunks.

Neither do I.

But Billy stays here,
and there's nothing
around this place

stronger than
that cowboy coffee
you're drinkin'.

You're sure
he knows
explosives, huh?

He handles 'em
like you do a gun.

(GRUNTS)

I hope you know
what you're doing.

(MAN URGING HORSE)

(WHEELS CLATTERING)

That'll be Wes.

Come on, come on.

Sit down !

Wes?
What's she doing here?

She goes
every place I go.

Lomax,
this is Fletcher.

He's gonna haul
the gold away.

Why him?
I work for Pierce.

Ain't nobody figurin'
on findin' half a million
dollars worth of gold

in Pierce's
own flour barrel.

Half a million?
When do we split it up?

Wouldn't be too smart
to flash gold around
right after a robbery.

I think we should
wait about six months.

Six months?

TAW: Let's don't spend it
before we get it.

Keep your eyes off
of my wife!

Your wife?

I thought
she was your daughter.
Well, she ain't!

Billy.
You keep away
from her!

Great! A drunk kid
and a crazy old man.
How the hell...

Cut it out,
all of you !

I didn't bring you here
to be the best of friends.

We got a lot
of things to do,

and three days
to do it in.

Come on over here.

This map shows the run
from Emmett to El Paso.

First thing
in the morning, Billy,
I want you to ride it

and check these
two places.

Find out
how much dynamite
you're gonna need.

The wagon takes
five and a half minutes
to cross Stony Flats.

That's where
we'll hit it first.

Well, see you later,
partner.

Where you goin'?
To town.

I got another
business associate there,
remember?

I remember.

We wouldn't want him
to be impatient,
now would we?

Maybe hire
somebody else, huh?

(CHUCKLES)

Take good care of him.

Levi.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(MAN SPEAKS SPANISH)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

We walk from here.

Dumb Indians.

Looks like
they're gettin' ready
to move out.

They are.

Squaws, old men,
children.

Pierce has
starved them out.

He'll have
all the land now.

What about Wild Horse?

He and the warriors
are staying.

But Pierce'll
hunt them down, too.
Dumb Indians.

And you're smart?
Sure.

'Cause I've learned to live
in the white man's world,
do what they do.

Grab all you can
anytime you can.

Wait here.

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Taw.

Chief Wild Horse,
Natani Jackson.

(SPEAKS NATIVE LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

He says your enemy
is his enemy.

Good.
No.

He says he will lose
too many braves.

Ask him, does he ride
with warriors or women?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

He will do it.

But he wants
more of everything.

He does or you do?
Bargain with him.

(INQUIRING IN SPANISH)

(ANSWERING IN SPANISH)

He wants 600 bullets.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Twenty rifles.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)

A dozen blankets.
(SPEAKING SPANISH)

And 30 pounds of salt.

Tell him he drives
a hard bargain,
but we'll agree.

(TRANSLATING IN SPANISH)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

It is done.

And he wants me
to stay for dinner,

but you're not welcome.

Having a white man
in his camp offends him.

Well,
you can tell him...
What?

Nothing.

(METAL CLANGING)

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(ROOM FALLS SILENT)

(CHATTERING RESUMES)

Three sixes.

MAN: Beats me.

Hello, Lola.

It's been
a long time, Lomax.

May I, gentlemen?
Sure.

Looks like
you're still a winner, huh?

Oh, I lose
every once in a while.

How's your
laundry service?

Hmm?

Oh, they can't
even speak English.

A pity.

Any limit?

If there was,
you wouldn't play.

Fifty.

I'm out.

Lola.

Hello, Mr. Pierce.

Too rich for me.

Two cards.

You get my message?
Yeah.

Took you long enough
to get here.

I had things to do.

Those two men
I sent for you,
what happened to them?

Last time I saw them,
they were on the main
street of Randado.

Three ladies.

You win, precious.

Let's go
someplace private.

I like it here.

Hey, bartender.
Yeah?

How much you get
for whiskey around here?

Two bits.

That's two cents.

You gonna give me
an answer or not?

I'm thinkin'
about it.

How much is that?
Twenty-seven cents.

Set it right there.

And keep the change.
Thanks.

I'll go $12,000.

Twelve?

(SIGHS)

I changed my mind
about the tip.

Give me another
two cents' worth.

Why don't you go out
and walk it off?

Listen, I figure on bein'
an important person someday.

You ought to think
about treatin' me right.

Oh, I will.
I will, yeah.

Well, what do you say?

I'm still
thinking about it.

Come on,
bartender.

Not for
two cents, no.

But I done told ya,
me and my friends,
we're gonna be rich.

BARTENDER: Oh, sure,
well, you come back
then, will you?

Hello there, cowboy.

Hello.

You havin'
a little trouble
gettin' a drink?

I'm gonna buy
this place. Hey...

(GRUNTS)

What's goin' on
down there?

Sheriff, this drunk
insulted the lady.

Lock him up 'till
he sleeps it off.

What'd he do?

You didn't notice?

No.

You been working
saloons too long.

What'd you
do that for?

I hate bad manners.

My deal?

(CARDS FLIPPING)

Look, I'm gettin' tired
of this runaround.

Just give me a yes or no
on the $12,000.

Yes.

And I want it
done quick.
Don't push me.

Look...
I'll do it
when I'm ready!

(CARDS FLIPPING)

What's your pleasure?

Stud.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Who's there?
TAW: It's me.

We may be in some trouble.

Billy's missing
and...
He's in jail.

In jail?
Drunk.

Why, that miserable...
You know how
close he came

to namin' off all
his soon-to-be
rich friends

in front of
the whole town?

No.
That close.

Well,
I'll guarantee ya,

he'll never take
another drop.

You guarantee that when
he gets his shaky hands
on some dynamite

he won't blow us
all sky-high?

As far as his work goes,
he knows what he's doin'.

I don't care
what he knows.

I've stayed
alive this long
by what I know,

and that's not
to rely on anybody.

I always go it alone.

LOLA: Precious?

Always?

LOLA: Is anything wrong?

No, baby.

You just straighten
out that kid.

You know,
Pierce upped
the ante on you.

You're worth
$12,000 to me, dead.

And $100,000 alive.

One's a gamble,
the other's a sure thing.

Lomax,
nothin's a sure thing.

LOLA: Precious?

Well, I didn't feel much
like shooting you this
morning, anyway, partner.

Neither did I,

Hey.

I haven't got time
to tell you what's
on my mind.

Get out to Wes' place
and wait for me.

Supposed to meet
Taw here.

How's your hand?

I said,
how's your hand?

Fine.

Wes is due back
anytime.

You'd best wait
in the house.

Don't he let you
talk to anybody?

To nobody.

Reckon you can
talk to me, then.
I'm nobody.

How old are you?

Eighteen, I think.

Me too. Far as I know.

Say, uh...

How come you're
married to Wes?

I ain't, really.
He bartered me.

Bartered ya?

My folks traded me
for $20 and a horse.
They's poor.

Me, I'd call that
a lot worse than poor.

Ain't much
never mind.

'Bout the same here
as it was with them.

Get your work done,
keep your mouth shut.

Twenty dollars
and a horse.

Seems to me
you'd be worth

a little more than that.

Hey, how come you're
in on the stealin'?

For the money.

I'm gonna have me $100,000.

That'll make me
a very important person.

Why?

'Cause it will.

(WAGON APPROACHING)

(URGING HORSE)

Get up in there!

Whoa!

What are you doin' here?

Taw told me
to meet him here.

Did he tell you
to hang around my wife?

Well, what do you
expect me to do,

wait up on
top of a mountain
someplace?

Don't sass me, boy.
He ain't done nothin'.
He just...

Will you get back
to work? Go on...

Leave her alone.

(CHUCKLING)

Come on, boy.
TAW: Fletcher!

Put it away.

Come here, Billy.

Billy, from now on,
you're not gonna
say a word,

you're not gonna
make a move unless
I tell you.

You get that?

Did you go
over the route?

Yeah.

What are you
gonna need?

First I gotta know, uh,
how long's the war wagon?

From lead horse
to back end?

Forty seven
and a half feet.

Then I'll need
about 500 feet of
two-ounce hemp twine,

four bottles of gin...
Gin?

You said timin's
the most important thing,
didn't you?

That's right.

So I ain't figurin'
on dynamite.

Fuses don't burn
that dependable.

What are you
figurin' on?
Nitroglycerin.

Nitro?

Wes?
Yeah.

He's figurin' on usin'
nitroglycerin. You know
where there is any?

Yeah. Pierce has got some.
He uses it at the mine.

Where does he
keep it?

In the tack room
at your ranch,
in a safe.

A safe?
Yeah.

You know
the combination?
Nope.

Let me show
you somethin'.

Did you ever see
a shell like this before?

Yeah.

Well, I took in
10,000 rounds to
Pierce last week.

Hmm.

A Gatling gun.

Whiskey.

Mr. Pierce.

I just seen Taw Jackson
goin' into the Lucky Deuce,
and Lomax is in there.

Well, get the sheriff.

I want this whole thing
to be legal.

Bartender,
set him up on me.

I buy my own.

Are you refusing
my hospitality?

I'm ignoring it.

Well, I take that
as an insult.

Well, now, you take it
any way you want.

(LEVI CHANTING)

Whiskey.

I said whiskey!

We don't serve Indians.

I serve myself.

Have one with me.
Sure.

No thanks.

You too good
to drink with Indian?

That's right.

Fight!

(MEN GRUNTING)

(WOMEN YELPING)

(GROANING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

Phew!

Oh, no!

(PIANO PLAYING)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

(SHOUTING)

(GUNS FIRING)

You might say
I saved your life.

What did you
do that for?

Get the horses!

Pierce, I'm the one
you hired to kill
Taw Jackson.

You trying to go back
on our deal?

Why didn't you shoot him
when you had the chance?

What chance?
He never went
for his gun.

PIERCE:
What are you gonna do?

I'm goin' after him.

Lomax!

What kind of
a stupid stunt
was that,

walkin' into
the saloon that way?

We need you tonight.

I wasn't supposed
to join you
'till morning.

Well, the plans
have changed.

The kid wants
to use nitro.

Nitroglycerin?

Which is in a safe
that you'll have to open.

Forget it.

I'm not gonna be
anywhere near that
drunk kid and nitro.

Lomax, that cuts it.

Nobody takes
a half a million
sittin' on their backside.

Either quit acting
like a prima donna,

or we'll call
the whole thing off.

All right.
It'll cost you $2,000
more of your share.

Not mine, it won't.
Then let's forget it.

You can have
$2,000 of mine.

You're a good Indian.

All right, Levi.

Go pick up Wild Horse.
We'll get the kid.

Hey, Taw?

For a minute back
there at the saloon,

I thought you were
ready to draw on me.

For a minute
back there, I was.

It'll be that shack
off to the left.

BILLY: What a place!

Yeah.

Well, might as well
relax 'till dark.

Nitroglycerin.
(SCOFFS)

(SNORTING)

Whoa, boy. Whoa, boy.
Hold it, son.

Good boy. Move.

Don't!

You got five minutes.

Get going.

Is that you,
Frenchy?
Yeah.

What's up?

(WHISPERING)
You want a cup
of coffee.

I want a cup
of coffee!

Yeah, me too.

Just leave it
right there.

You sure you know
what you're doin'?

That's far enough.
You two, get over
in the corner.

Now, Shack,
get rid of that gun
nice and easy.

What are you
doin' here?

Just visitin'.

And I've gotta
give you credit.

For what?

For your good taste.

You haven't
changed a thing.

What do you want?

My belongings.

Everything in here
belongs to me.

How 'bout my clothes?

I burned them.

Even those
in the attic,
in the trunk?

There's nothin' up there
but an old pair of...

Why don't you
go get 'em?

We'll wait here.

Do what the man says.

Just exactly.

Yes, sir.

Might take a little time.
Why don't you make
yourself comfortable?

I'm comfortable.

Well?

Yeah.

Careful.

Does it always
smoke like that?

Huh?

Does it always
smoke like that?

Yeah.

These what you mean?

That's it.

You'd risk your neck
for those old rags?

Whose neck?

Got two minutes.

Get going.

Thanks for your
hospitality.

Glad you got
what you came for.

So am I.

Oh, uh...

Don't anybody
get too anxious
to go out this door.

Well, don't stand there.
Go get him !

Yes, sir. Come on.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

Bunkhouse!

It's Taw Jackson !
Get him !

Giddy up, there.

Where are they goin'?

Pierce has
run 'em out,

all except Wild Horse.

(URGES HORSE)

WES: Come on
and get 'em.

Bring her on out!

(WHISTLES)

That's really somethin',
Mr. Pierce.

She's practically
a piece of
heavy artillery.

All right, load her up,
and let's get movin'.

Yes, sir.

Load her up!

Everything set
with Wild Horse?

He's on his way.

It's that time.

(TAPPING)

(CLICKING)

Come on.
Yeah.

Hold it steady.

I'm tryin'.

How hot's it get
around here?

Oh, ninety, 95,
sometimes more.

Well, maybe you better
get me a canteen then,

so as I can
wet 'em down a little.

Yeah.

(HOOVES CLOMPING ON BRIDGE)

You need
any more help?

I can rig the twine.
I just want to wet
'em down once more.

I'll see you later.

I got it.

It's the next
ravine, Wes!

Right!

We're running
a little late.

It's that extra weight,
Mr. Pierce.

(LAUGHING) Yeah.

How's it going?

I'll be ready.

What's that?

TAW: The Kiowa Tribe.

Pierce has got 'em beat.
They're moving out.

LOMAX: Looks like
Wild Horse's men
are ready.

You think Pierce
is gonna fall for
that old dust routine?

Well, you better
hope so.

You got $100,000
ridin' on it.

(KIOWA TRIBESMEN
SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Mr. Pierce!

Yeah?

We're bein' followed.

Looks like the whole
Kiowa Tribe, Mr. Pierce.

PIERCE: Have the riders
drop back!

Everybody pull back!

Hold it!

Let's get back
to the wagon !

Well...
Yeah.

What's goin' on
back there?

I don't know, Mr. Pierce,
but it looks like
the boys are comin' back.

Indians don't
blow bridges!

Knock on it!

There's a crossing upriver.

Well, that's
three miles away!

We've got no choice.
Let's go!

Mr. Pierce, look!

(WHOOPING)

Give me a hand here!

That ought to
hold 'em !

Alto!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

We're goin'
the wrong way,
Mr. Pierce!

Here they come.

We're on the wrong road !

What the...

(URGING ON HORSES)

(URGING HORSES)

Let's get out of here!

You were hired
to guard this gold.

Not me,
I've had it!

He's right,
Mr. Pierce.

You too?

I'm gonna dump it
in this gulch !

Jump!

(SIGHS CONTENTEDLY)

Looks like you'll
get your ranch back.

Get those
barrel tops off.

That looks mighty pretty.

All right,
give me a hand.

(MAN URGING HORSE)

Taw, that's
the last of it.

Hmm.

Well, get goin'.
Take it easy.

LOMAX: Taw.

(GREETING IN
NATIVE LANGUAGE)

(ORDERING IN SPANISH)

He says to keep
our hands away
from our guns.

Dirty double-crossin'...

You leave that be!

(GUN FIRES)

(EXCLAIMS)

(PANTING)

Hey, Lomax.
Hmm?

Know what you're
always saying about me?

Yeah ! If we're gonna die,
let's all have
one last drink.

Is that...
Yep!

Uh.

After you, Taw.

Oh.

Don't mind if I do.

(WHOOPS IN JOY)

(LAUGHING)

(NATIVES AMERICANS SHOUTING)

Get that wagon !

Indian expert.

(URGING HORSE)

(ALL CHATTERING)

(HOOFBEATS APPROACHING)

They're picking it clean.
Why didn't you stop 'em?

Well, just how
do I go about that?

I'm afraid
Taw's right, Lomax.
They'll fight you.

Shut up, you Indian.

I know my people.
To them, it's flour.

Flour?
What about the gold?

As far as they know,
it's just food.

Oh, great.
Just great.

I'm out $100,000
on my share, $2,000
from Levi, and...

Where are you goin'?

Back to my people.

Now what am I
supposed to do?

Live with the Indians
for the next year
and open up a bakery?

And with Pierce dead,
it don't even pay
to kill you anymore!

Wait a minute.

You owe me $100 a day,
plus $500 when I used my gun.

That's $1,200.
I'm callin' in your marker.

Now?
Now!

Well, I haven't got
that kind of money.

The only thing I own
is standin' right there.

I'll take it.
My horse?

You're damn right!

You'd leave me out here,
30 miles from nowhere,
without a horse?

Penniless?

That's your problem,
partner!

(GRUNTS)

What happened?

Well, we lost part of it.
Toss me those saddlebags.

We'll still meet
in six months
and divide it.

In the meantime,
you'll have to have
somethin' to live on.

Be careful
where you spend it.

We will.

Thanks, Taw.

Oh, Billy!

When you catch up with Lomax,
tell him where you got it.

He's gonna be mad.

Yeah.

How much is there,
and what'd you do
with it?

$100,000. I hid it.
Where?

I'll let you know
in about six months.

Six months?

I want it now!

Well, it wouldn't
be very smart

to start flashing
gold dust around

right after a robbery,
would it?

(COIN CLATTERING)

What am I
supposed to do
in the meantime, huh?

Well, for one thing,
you better make
damn sure I stay alive.

That's a 24-hour-a-day job.

That's your problem,
partner.