All language subtitles for Great Jesse James Raid

"Jesse James - Jesse James

Tho' he was just a mean one.

To me he was a friend ..."

I don't know where he is!
I don't know ...

Ma! ... Ma!

I don't know where he is!

I don't know!

Ma ...

Shhh …

Jesse, it's all right, honey.
It's all right.

You been dreamin' again, Jesse.

When are you going to stop
dreamin' that same dream, Jess?

He beat me.

He cut me to ribbons

trying to make me tell where
Frank was hiding with Quantrill.

There was a war, then.

A lot of people got hurt
who shouldn’t have.

He made it hard to forget.

That Yankee soldier did!

But you can't go on hating one
dead man the rest of your life.

I swore I'd kill him the same
way he tried to kill me!

I swore when they buried him

he wouldn't have
enough flesh on his dirty,

stinking body to hold
his bones together.

And I kept my word.

You kept your word

and you've kept running
and hiding ever since!

You think I like
living this way?

And knowing that every day
my chances for staying alive

keep getting
smaller and smaller.

Jess, darling, don't talk
anymore about it.

I didn’t mean what I said
before about running and hiding.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, honey.
You only spoke the truth.

What eats a man most

is when he's gotta hide his
own name from his own son!

When he's too ashamed
to let him know the truth!

Jess, darling. Jess!

He worships you!

He'll grow up loving you,
just like he does now.

And someday, when
he's old enough to know

and understand, we'll tell him.

When he's old enough
to know and understand,

that's when he'll
begin to hate me!

The light!

Who is it?

There's two of 'em.
I can't see their faces.

It's the place.

They're coming to the door.

If there's any shooting,

take little Jess out the
back way to the horses.

You know where to go.
I'll meet you there, somehow.

Be careful, Jess.

Jesse … Jesse!

Jesse, are you there?
Can you hear me?

You got a wrong address, Mister.

The name’s Tom Howard
like it says on the mailbox.

- Now move!
- Jesse, it's me, Bob Ford.

I don't know any Bob Ford.
Now I said move!

But I know it's you, Jesse.

You and Zee and little Jess.

You've got to believe it's me!

I've been ridin' a
long way to find you.

- Who's with ya?
- Friend of mine, Sam Wells.

I wouldn't lie to you, Jesse.
I wouldn't be crazy!

You carrying a gun?

Yeah, I got a gun, Jesse. The
one you gave me, remember?

I don't remember anything.

Now listen to me, I'm
gonna open this door

and when I do throw that gun in
on the floor where I can see it.

Then when I tell ya,

come in with your hands
stretched out in front of you.

And if you're lyin' I'll
kill ya. Both of you!

All right, come in like I said.

That’s far enough.
Now turn around.

- Bob, it's been a long time.
- A long time, Jesse.

It's all right, Zee.
It's Bob Ford.

You hear me, honey?
I said it's Bob Ford.

Yes Jess, I hear you.

Will you make us some
coffee to bring in, honey?

- This is Sam Wells.
- Glad knowing you.

Looks like this
kind of turned out

to be a good luck
piece you gave me.

You took a lot of convincing.

For a couple of minutes,
I was worried,

maybe you turned unfriendly.

Man like me has got to be
choosy who his friends are.

Especially in the
middle of the night.

I get kinda nervous when I hear
someone call me by my real name.

I think maybe Sam and me
could help put a stop to that.

Interested?

Good old Home Sweet Home.

Jesse James ... family man.

Who'd ever have believed it.

Relax, Sam.

You say you came a long ways?

Colorado. Place called Creede,

up in the Sam Juan district,
along the Rio Grande.

I hear that's pretty
hot mining country.

Hottest mining pay dirt in
the whole United States.

I always wondered why you

headed after that
railroad job at Blue Cut.

That's the time Frank
and I almost got it.

They had Pinkerton men and

posses riding our tails
all through Missouri.

How did you know
where to find me?

My brother Charlie
ran into Cole Younger.

He said you were
living here in St. Jo.,

using the name Tom Howard.

You said it was important,
how important?

Maybe, eh, three hundred
thousand dollars important?

All in gold?

Hello, Zee.

This is Sam Wells ... my wife.

Pleased knowing you, Missus.
Around St. Jo it's Howard.

Even among old friends, gives
us a more comfortable feeling.

Yes … sure, uh, glad
knowing ya, ma'am.

- Thanks.
- Go to bed, honey.

You must be tired.

Try and get some sleep.
Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Three hundred thousand dollars.
That's a lot of gold.

There's lots of gold
where that comes from.

Sam knows.

This is a chance to play
the prettiest serenade

that was ever heard
in the West, Jesse.

The Big Bob Mine.
Richest diggings around.

They store the gold.

Once a month Wells Fargo
picks up the shipment

and hauls it to
the mint at Denver.

There's never less than two -
three hundred thousand dollars.

Sometimes, even more.

Walking into a bank, or
fixing a train is one thing

but they must have an army
guarding this 24 hours a day!

Sam has it all figured.

We get to the shipment
before Wells Fargo.

I know how to drop
it right in our laps!

He used to be the
foreman at the Big Bob.

I was there when old
Pete White hit silver.

A flash lode,
got worked out fast.

Pete went busted.
Tried to sell his claim.

Everybody called it
Pete White's elephant.

Everybody but Big Bob Williams.

He had a hunch
about there being gold.

He bought Pete's claim for
a couple of hundred dollars,

then struck a vein
that spread out over

half the other side
of the mountain.

Williams put me back
on working for him.

And now?

I've been away on
a vacation a little bit,

Colorado State Penitentiary.

I got some gold dust in my eyes

and I couldn't see too
well what I was doing.

They trip you for high-grading?

You didn't get saddle-sore
all the way from Colorado

just because
you're charitable ...

just because you want to make
a present of some of that gold.

No.

I've got a place
in Creede, Jesse.

Dance Hall, drinks dice,

it's good business

They come down from
the hills heavy with yellow.

A lot of that yellow
rubs off on me.

But one day there's not
going to be any more dirt.

The town will dry up and
die like others have died.

Well I'm not dying with it,
I'm getting mine now.

Sam too, there'll be no more
penny ante high grading ore.

You didn't answer my question.
Why pick me?

Because you can get
the best men for the job.

The ones who'll stay
with it, take chances.

Who won't slobber
all over themselves

or spit up their guts if
anything goes wrong.

Who'll keep their mouths shut

in case we don't all
break away clean!

That kind of men will ride with
you, Jesse, and nobody else.

And you know where to find them.

Twenty-five percent,
just for your cut.

One quarter of the take.

That's enough for you,
your wife and kid

to stay lost anyplace you want.

Mexico, South America …
anyplace.

I don't know.

How much longer do
you think you'll last here?

They've got these decorating

every state east of
Colorado, Jesse.

Kansas, Nebraska, Iowa.

Ten Thousand Dollars is a
lot of blood money, Jesse.

There are lots of greedy people.

Ten thousand's enough
to buy one of them,

who'll turn you in or put
a bullet in your back,

without even blinking.

Just as sure as you're
standing there, Jesse,

someday someone will.

- How many men do you need?
- Three, not counting us.

A teamster, a gunslinger and
somebody to handle dynamite.

Then what?

Suppose we keep some secrets
from each other, shall we?

I never did like secrets.

We do. Like where the gold
is stored and how to get to it.

You bring us the men, then
we'll tell you all our secrets.

Colorado's a long way
to go just on promises.

A man likes to know
what he's getting into.

What his chances are
for coming out alive.

You speaking for yourself
or Tom Howard?

You shouldn't talk
like that, Bob.

Maybe next time my guns
might not be on the wall!

I know.
Why'd you think I said it?

I'll let you know
in the morning.

You can pull up a couple of
chairs and spend the night here.

The fire will keep you warm.

There's some room in
the barn for your horses.

Better get them in out
of the rain. Goodnight.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- Well? What do you think?
- He'll come along.

You can bet on it.
It's just as good as gold.

Come on, let's get
those horses in.

I know what they said, Jess.
I had to listen.

I would've told you.

Bob Ford is no good!

Send them away, Jess.
Send them away now!

What if a man
knows it's all wrong,

but wants to live
like a human being?

Tell them to go away,
please tell them!

What if I do tell them, Zee?

If I don't go, what then?
What more have we got to show?

One less killing
they'll want you for,

one less robbery.

Don't you see, Jess?

If you don't stir up anything
new, maybe they'll forget it.

Stop looking for you.
Leave you alone.

Sure. Sure, they'll leave me
alone, when I'm good and dead!

That will probably be
the day I go to bed

without a gun under
my head for a pillow.

Then maybe I can sleep and
stop dreaming dreams.

Thank you.

- Don't go, Jess. Don't!
- It will be all right, honey.

I've never asked
you not to before

but I'm begging you, Jess.

Don't ask me, Zee.
Don't make me say no to you.

I have to go.

I can't turn my back on
this chance for our freedom.

Come back to me alive.

That's all I ask.

I'll come back ... alive.

After that, no more worries.
No more going away.

Every day, I'll pray for that.

- Jess ...
- Yes?

I ...

Oh, dear, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to
burst in here like that

but I saw two strange men coming
out of the barn with horses

so I come right over,

wondering if there was
anything wrong, or anything.

Takin' another of your
travelin' trips, Mr. Howard?

- Yes, Mrs. Lovett.
- Gone long.

As long as it takes me
to get back, Mrs. Lovett.

Now don't you
worry about a thing.

She and the boy
have their needs,

I don't live that far. One good
holler and I'll be right here.

- You just remember that, honey.
- I'll remember.

Thanks for your kindness,
Mrs. Lovett.

You ready, Tom?

Thanks, Ma'am,
for your hospitality.

Bye, I’ll be seeing you again
sometime, Mrs. ... Howard.

- Meet you in Creede.
- Good luck.

Let's get going.

The key.

You had no cause to shoot him!

You see him, a rotten hunchback,
full of poison bad luck.

Come on, before I
feel sorry I found you.

Well don't talk that way, Jesse.
I didn't mean no real harm.

Cards, Mr. Hobbs?

Mind this, my love.

Now if that doesn't
change my luck,

I suppose I'll have to give
up my evil, sinful ways

and go back to the good,
clean living. Liquor and women!

A terrible sin, how they
sicken a man's faith.

And now … cards, Mr. Hobbs?

Give me time, Sonny.
Give me time.

I'll just tag along with these.

Well ...

seems like you've got your faith
back in a hurry, Mr. Hobbs.

I'll take a swallow to that.

Put your trust in
Elias Hobbs, my fair ones.

I win this hand,
we toss a hairy-do

the likes of which this slop
bucket town has never seen.

I’ll … eh … take two.

Take away, Sonny. Take away.

I'll just set this in here

on account of maybe it
won't get too lonesome.

It should be worth
about a thousand.

You lose me.

That's a real charitable
bet, Mr. Hobbs.

You know, I'd be most
ungrateful not to call it.

But so, what
you've got left there

shouldn't die of loneliness.

I'll sweeten things
another thousand.

I'd rather die
lonely than broke.

You're not losing your faith
again so soon, Mr. Hobbs?

Now, you're putting the wicked
seeds of doubt in my mind Sonny.

As for me, I'd rather die dead
broke than live a lonely man.

Let's see what I've got to beat.

Just two little pair ...

of deuces.

No sense of even showin' mine.

Well …

another stake, another day.

Too bad.

Like you say,

another stake, another day.

You ... uh ...

wouldn't deny a thirsty man
his last drink, would you?

You low-down, cheatin' ...

Both your hands on
the table, Mr. Hobbs!

You're shufflin'
the deck, Sonny.

See if he's carrying
anything more on him.

Dingus!

'For there will be no
future to the evil man

the lamp of the
wicked shall be put out'

So be it!

An old saying of the
ancient, wise men.

May your filthy
soul rest in peace.

You took a lot
of finding, Elias.

We better get out of here before
the whole place falls in on us!

I'm glad to see you, boy.

I told you my luck would
change, sweetheart.

That's for cheatin' honest,
God-fearin' men!

Wait … I don't like it.

It's too quiet and Pat
not being in the house.

Only that Jay came flyin'
through the window.

A bad sign, a bird in the house.
Means somebody's dead.

Enough of your witchcraft
talk, Brother Arch.

Only gives the Devil bad ideas!

Stand where you are, Mister.

You too. Nobody's smokin'
me off this land.

Now turn around
and get out of here.

Just a minute,
we're not tryin' to ...

You're wastin' a
lifetime, Mister.

I'm looking for Pat Jorette.

You came late. He's dead.

How did it happen?

You're lookin' right at it.

I cut him down and
buried him this morning.

- You must be Johnny!
- Yeah.

I'm an old friend
of your father's.

I don't care who you are.

I'm sayin' it for the last time.
Now get out of here!

Now, cool down, Sonny.

Pat Jorette was
no stranger to us.

We all done a' lot
of ridin' together.

You've got to
believe me, Johnny.

Sure, same as they believed him

when they put a rope
around his neck.

Company, Dingus.

Johnny, those men
riding up, are they ...

I know who you are now.

When my father
used to talk about you,

he always called you 'Dingus'.

They ain't nobody gonna
call anybody nothin'

if we just figure on standin'
here makin' conversation.

They said they'd be back.
Let 'em.

All right, Jorrette,
your time's up!

Come on out peaceable
and there'll be no trouble.

That goes for whoever's
in there with you.

Now, that's what I call
bein' real neighborly!

Get back for some more men!
You two keep Harvey covered!

Must be going for help.

He that helpeth shall stumble.

'And he that is
helped shall fall!'

Oh, I missed him!
The wormy fat-bellied pig!

Easy. Easy, easy girl. Easy.

Jesse! She can
get us out of here!

What do you mean?

I'll hitch her to the wagon
and ride us out.

She's fast and strong,
she'll get us out.

Brother Arch, here,
can shoot as good from

the hack of a wagon as anyplace.

Let's go!

Get back, boy.

Come on!

I'll open the doors and
we'll come out shooting!

Ready?

Ya-hoo!

Ya-hoo!

The horses get
watered and settled?

Yeah, Johnny took care of'em.

He's sittin' out his watch.

What about the boy, Dingus?

You figurin' on
takin' him with us?

I hadn't thought.

We still need someone
to drive wagon.

I was thinkin'
about Clell Miller.

Clell? Forget thinkin'
about him.

He went and got himself married.

Woke up one Sunday morning

found out he was hitched
to a regular Church-goin',

psalm-singing choir thrust.
Got so reformed,

she talked him into
singin' in the tenor section.

- What about Johnny Reno?
- What about Johnny Jorrette?

The way we come riding out of
that barn for a minute I could'a

swore it was his father
Pat handlin' them reins.

Ahh, the kid's
still clean, Elias.

Why dirty him up?
A lot of things can happen.

He's sittin' up there feelin'
lost … scared … lonely!

You ask me, Elias,
sometimes it's a lost,

scared and lonely world
we're all tryin' to live in.

Yeah, I guess sometimes it is.

It ain't how they bring you in
or carry you out that matters.

It's what you do while you're
here they remember you by.

Like how they'll
remember the kid,

if we let him go back, Dingus.

You're a cross, Elias,
between a fox and an old goat.

What do you see
out there, Johnny?

Yesterday or tomorrow?

I still see them whipping that
horse out from under my father.

Letting him hang there ...

to his own rope, his own rafter.

Waiting to make sure
his face turned black,

then sayin' to me, 'go dig a
grave and throw him in it!'

That's what I see,
that's what I hear,

Until I pay 'em all
back the same way.

I know. Why'd they
try to run you out?

They tried to make
him out a horse-thief.

What chance did I have?

Pat was a lot of things,
Johnny, but not that.

Next to livin' for you, why I
think he loved horses most.

Well, he found this bay,

must've stumbled thru
the fence during the night.

I was laying there in
the field, a broken leg

and Pa tried to find out
the owner, but he couldn't.

He didn't have the
heart to shoot him.

So he got him back to the barn,

and went to work
settin' on his leg.

And he cried real tears
for the pain that bay felt.

But he saved the leg.

Then they came and
swore Pa stole the horse!

The same bay they
put him on and whipped,

when they rode
him off the saddle!

It all happened the
day you showed.

Well, we're pushing
over the mountains

for Colorado in the morning.

Thanks, I've got unfinished
business back the other way.

You never finish that
business, Johnny.

You start to fight one and
end up fighting them all.

You never win.

Well who's supposed to win?
The liars? The cheaters?

Pat's dead, Johnny, you
can't help him anymore.

What do you prove
getting yourself killed?

I don't think Pat would
have liked it that way.

I'm still short a man
for this little hurrah.

Are ya?

Well, not anymore, you’re not!

My poor innards are
so shriveled and dried,

my soul is about turned to dust.

I trust the good Brother Robert

has got all the proper remedies
to soothe a man's aching needs?

Sober and out of trouble
this time, Elias, remember!

'He could be hateful,
he could be serene.

He could be tall or
small, or fat or lean.

If he will love me
when I am mean.

That's the man for me.

He can be young,
I don't care if he's old.

He can be warm,
I don't care if he's cold.

Don't mind if he's
a little bit bold.

That's the man for me.

He'll find me ready,

lovable and steady.

If he can make my
dreams come true.

I've been in love before
brother, I know the score.

And only one kind will do.

He may be good or
then he may be bad.

He might make me happy,
maybe make me sad.

But if he'll make me
love him like mad.

That's the man for me'.

(Applause)

- Nice song.
- Thanks.

You cry your heart out
like that for all men?

Not all men.

Excuse me, Miss, you
know if Bob Ford's around?

He might be.

Tell him he's got visitors.
Tom Howard and three friends.

Tom Howard, and three friends.

I'll tell him.

All right, now,
fellas just as soon

as that bevy of gorgeous
girls change their costumes,

they're coming back and
do another number for you.

But in the meantime I've
got a few gadgets here

that I wanna show ya.

And now, fellas, I'm gonna tell
ya what I'm gonna do for you.

I'm not only gonna give ya,

for five dollars, this
miner's panning pan,

but I'm gonna give you
absolutely free of charge.

Now you think, my friends, we’re
crazy when they call me crazy,

I'll show ya that I'm
teched in the head.

I'm gonna give you as well
as that miner's panning pan,

I'm gonna give you
that little divining rod.

Now you know what
this is for. I'll explain it.

Gimme some o' that
prairie poison you're hidin'

back there, friend.

Hold that over the ground.

And that little divining rod

will detect the slightest
little trace of gold.

- Ah!
- A man in California,

not long ago, made
exactly a million dollars

when he discovered ...

Go ahead, take it, boys.

Can't hurt you any more than

gettin' cozy ideas
about that girl.

Her kind has got more
dynamite capped inside her,

than a stick of giant Dan
sizzlin' up a fast fuse.

You stick to
handling the dynamite

and I'll try to keep
the horses gentled.

Just handing out a little
welfarin' advice, that's all.

Dingus?

Elias, you know I've
never had a drink in my life.

Welcome to Creede.
How was the trip.

We're here, Arch Clements,
Johnny Jorrette, Elias Hobbs.

Good brother Robert.

- And your friend, Mr. Ford?
- The name's Kate.

A very personal
friend, Jorrette.

I'll try to remember that.

Oh,speaking of
friends, how's Sam?

I'm kinda anxious
to see him again,

pick up where we left off.

Sam's fine. He's been
keeping everything

nice and warm
until you got here.

Let's go back in
my office and talk.

If you don’t mind
let's talk out here.

More sociable out
here in the open.

You don't have anything
to worry about here.

I just like to make sure.

Move around the tables, and
keep the sucker boys happy.

Helps dry their losing tears.

Why not? It's all part
of making a living.

Nice meeting you all.

That's no way to say goodbye.

When I wanna meet someone for
the second time, I let 'em know.

Music! Music! Go ahead!

Now take it easy, there.

And now you're going to
see the gorgeous girls

performing the latest dance,

crazy from Gay Paree, France.

I said once,
I wanted no trouble.

Now keep peace, both of you!
Or get out now!

Sorry.

I didn't mean no
real harm, Jesse.

Your saying that's getting to
be a bad habit with you, Arch.

Now get rid of it!

You'll have to excuse him, Miss.

He's not very bright sometimes.

I know the type.

There's two things a man's got
an everlasting greed on for

one's a woman, the other's gold!

Bad as a dog tryin'
to catch his own tail.

Come on, Johnny brother Arch,
swallow down your bitterness.

We can't all start hatin'
one another too soon.

Some boys you've got.

My boys are all right.
They know their job!

That Jorrette kid looks
wet behind the ears.

You know I can smell a
trigger-happy gunslinger.

He gets queer ideas,
but he's the best there is.

I can handle him.
Now let's get back to Sam.

He's shacked out in
the hills, up at the mine.

That way nobody sees him,

nobody wonders what
he's doing back here.

We head out that way
at sunup tomorrow.

But you and your boys
must be tired. Be my guest.

There are rooms upstairs,

anything you want,
the place is yours.

Well now, that's real generous.

Missouri's a long
way from Colorado.

I just don't like to think
of you getting homesick.

We're partners now,
one big happy family.

Boys, everything's on the
house. Enjoy yourselves.

You are a good man,
Brother Robert.

He that gives to the poor,
shall not lack for himself.

Exactly my sentiments,
rooms are upstairs.

Be ready at sunup
tomorrow morning.

Dingus, you get a
feelin' Brother Robert

is dreamin' up fancy
ideas of his own?

Why? What do you mean?

I dunno, all these free drinks
an' them lovely dancin' ladies,

like a fatted calf
before the kill.

My nose smells
somethin' burning.

Same smell I had
the day we rode into

Northfield and got
all chopped up.

Ford wants a piece of that
gold the same as we do.

He's not going to do
anything to hurt his chances.

Not his, maybe ...

And nothing and no one
is going to hurt ours!

I've got my whole
life riding on this one.

I know, Dingus, I know.

You got my life, too,
going on it.

Thanks, Elias.

You're a good friend.

I think I'll try and
get some sleep.

Go ahead, Dingus, don't worry.
Everything's gonna be all right.

Johnny, take care of the horses.

Keep away from that girl!

Keep close by to him.

Keep an eye open. See no
one goes near his room

or her!

An' that goes for you, too,

if you don't want to get
your pants full of buckshot.

Might be worth it!

Glad to see you again.

I brought you the
men you asked for.

Your gunslinger,
driver and powder man.

Arch Clements,
Johnny Jorette, Elias Hobbs.

- Everything set?
- I'm ready.

Well, let's not waste time.

It was right in this room old
Pete White blew his brains out

when they told him
Bib Bob hit gold

on the other side
of the mountain.

We said you bring the men,
we keep no secrets.

A man dies like that leaves
a curse behind him.

I can see the signs all around.

What signs?

Signs ...

Shut your devil's mouth,
Brother Arch,

and swallow all your
mother o' witch talk!

'There shall no curse
torment the righteous,

no fear the unafraid'.

You started saying
there'd be no secrets.

Here's the entrance
to the old mine,

about four hundred yards from
here at the foot of the rocks.

Pete's lode was a deep one,
ran way down into the mountain.

Then we struck a
fault, about here.

There's river runs underground
and feeds into the Rio Grande.

We tried blasting around it.

The whole section collapsed,
the river broke through.

Nobody got out. I was
working an upper level.

We shored up the section,
blocked it off,

then started working off here.

We might as well have been
digging for worms in that rock.

That vein hit dirt
and stayed there.

Pete couldn't lick it.

That's when Williams bought in.

He closed up this end of the
mine, opened a new entrance

on the opposite side
of the mountain. Here.

That's when Big Bob's
gold hunch paid off.

They forgot one little thing,

Pete's old tunnel!

It runs right below!

We blast through that fault,
we'll be sitting there,

lookin' up at 300,000
dollars worth of yellow!

You sure?

Like I was born and
raised in that tunnel,

that's how sure. May be
tricky but it can work.

How tricky?

You brought a good powder man,

nothing to worry about.

There ain't nothing that
Big Dan can't handle

if you treat him gentle enough.

All right, we get the
gold, then what?

I'll be here the day before
with a team and wagon.

The stuff will be too heavy
to hand carry on our horses.

That'll be your job, Jorette,
drivin' those horses.

We use an old stagecoach trail,

runs between
Del Norte and Silverton.

I'll ride point.

Your gunslinger covers us.

Jesse, you and him will ride
both sides of the wagon.

Sam will ride in the
wagon with the gold

to make sure it
stays lashed down

There's an old way
station about half-way.

We stop there and
split up the gold.

After that, every
man is on his own!

I never tell my men what to do.

If they like the setup they go,

if they don't they
forget about it.

It's up to them.

Just be there with
the team and wagon.

In that case, Mr. Ford,

you better get up to
riding point in a hurry.

I get real jumpy over
anybody ridin' behind me.

Thanks, I'll remember.

Well, Jesse, I guess your
boys have given their answer.

Yeah, I guess they have.

That's settled.

Let's open up that tunnel.

There's part of the
mountain washed down

and sealed up the entrance.

What about the
sound of the explosion?

It won't carry
over the mountain.

Big Dan, looks like you an'
me have gotta go to work.

Get clear, I'm
lighting the string!

Let it blow!

Quite a noise, eh, Dingus?

Reminds me of the time we were

ridin' with old
Charley Quantrill.

the day we blew that bridge
under them blue bellies

chasin' us out of Centralis.

Arms and legs flyin'
all over the place.

What a day! Yeah!

What a day! Ha-ha-ha.

Quiet and peaceful like.

Dry as a bone.

No air comin' in here.

I've seen caves at home
in Kentucky like this.

They make for nice tombs.

Here's the spot
we hit the fault.

We blast through it, dig our
way right under the gold cave.

How long?

Oh, if we don't run into any
trouble, about three days.

Well, I'll be headin'
back to town.

You better pick a salty, long
harness team for this ride.

Don't lose any sleep, Jorrette
over my pickin' horses.

I'm the one that's gonna do the
driving, Mr. Ford, remember?

We'll see you back here
in a couple of days, Bob.

We'll handle it in here, Arch,
you watch the scenery outside.

We'll be needin' every
man in the tunnel, Jesse.

I feel more comfortable
with Arch outside.

- Good luck.
- Be seein' ya.

Good Brother Robert,
I can still hear the echo

of my great grandfather's
voice when I was a child

giving me this advice for
when I was to grow up,

'Drink no longer water,

but use a little wine for
thy stomach's sake.'

That's how he put it.

You, uh, don't suppose
you could return

with those priceless
words of wisdom

in a bottle, do you, heh?
Good Brother Roberts?

Well, that's what I thought.
Oh, well ...

We'll need all the
equipment from the shack.

I'll get it.
Gold within our reach,

and yet what comfort is it to
a parched and thirsty spirit.

Dingus! Dingus! Cave-in!

Dingus! Cave-in!

Dingus! Here, Dingus! Here!

Elias!

Dingus!

- Ah.
- There.

- All right.
- Ah. There, that did it.

Oh! For a couple
of minutes there

I thought I was gonna be
missing at my own wake.

That would have been
a terrible disappointment.

- Are you sure you're all right?
- Ahh … Sure.

Let's go.

Wait out here!

I didn't expect to
be meetin' you

so soon again for
the second time.

Funny place to bring a woman.
Especially you!

Things must be uh,
kinda slow back in Creede.

What happened?
Did you lose your voice?

You rotten, low-down,
wormy piece of muck!

You need a good teachin'!

Aaaaah!

Aaaah!

What'd you bring her for?

Take her to the cabin!

If she's not all right,
I'll kill you.

What happened?

She slipped near
the edge and fell.

I tried to get to her, lost my
balance and we both went over.

You sure that's the
way it happened, Arch?

Sure I'm sure, Jesse.

Hello … Johnny.

Well now, that's real touching.

Forget It! It's not the
kid's fault, nor hers.

But she stays here, alone.

Find yourselves a
place to sleep outside.

We've got a big day tomorrow.

Sure you didn't lie to me, Arch?

It's just like I said, Jesse.

I slipped and fell,
it was an accident.

I guess it was a mistake,
my comin' here.

But then, what's one
more mistake in a lifetime.

I never was one to do
things the easy way.

It isn't my nature.

Well, here's luck to both of us!

- And thanks.
- Thanks for what?

For keeping our friend Mr. Ford
from climbing all over Johnny.

He's a nice kid.
I hope he stays that way.

You sure you're all right?

I said I was all right!
I ought to know.

Yeah, I guess you ought to.

Jorette ...

get these horses rubbed
down and fed.

Why these don't look like
no 'salty' horses to me.

- They'll tire fast.
- They're the best I could get!

Shut up, all of you! Everyone's
getting too jumpy around here.

We've got too much
riding to do tomorrow

to start cutting each
other's throats now.

I want to check the
tunnel, just to be sure.

I'll go with you, Sam.

Now let's keep it peaceful.

How is she, Jesse?

She thinks you're a nice kid.

She wants you to
keep your nose clean.

Don't let it go to your head.
Forget it!

Forget her. She's not for you.

- She tell you that, too?
- Take my word for it, Johnny.

What do you think?

Ain't no sense worryin'
ahead of time, Dingus.

Anything goin' to happen,
it won't be 'til after

everyone gets to see
the color of that gold.

If Brother Robert's been
buildin' a fire under us,

it won't start burnin'
our bottoms 'til then.

And … uh, Sam?

Ah, poor Sam, he's
been tastin' this stuff

for breakfast, lunch and supper.

Things had better work out,

I can't stand another
day of drinkin' water!

I never figured the girl, Bob.
I don't like it.

Suppose you let her
be on my conscience.

I've got my reasons.
How about you, you all set?

We're right under it.

Brother Elias figures
there'll be no trouble.

Good.

Well?

It's all arranged.
They'll be here.

They'll take care of
the gunslinger first,

while we're still
inside the tunnel.

The minute everyone's
in the open, they get it.

They'll never even
know what hit 'em.

You sure you can trust them?

Sam, if the law wanted
you for murder,

and I showed you a way to
get the law to forget about you,

you'd be safe and sure as
money in a bank, wouldn't you?

- Yeah ...
- That's right, Sam.

I traded Jesse in.

He's worth a big fat pardon to
each one of those boys outside.

Besides, they get to split
the ten thousand reward.

Yeah ... I remember you told him

ten thousand was
a lot of blood money.

That it would buy
somebody someday.

You've got a good memory, Sam.

That's not all,

I figured you'd get Jesse,
you'd try to get me, too.

That was stupid of you, Sam.

I yelled, but he couldn't
get out from under it in time.

Maybe you didn't
yell loud enough.

- How're you comin', Elias?
- Patience, Dingus, patience.

This reminds me of
the time we were fixin'

to blow the tracks under
the Little Rock Express.

You and your brother Frank

hurried me so to
get it done by eight.

We caught the morning train,

but got nothin' but a
few passenger pickin's.

What we was really after was
the eight o'clock evenin' train

that was haulin'
seventy five thousand.

There, that does it,
give me them sticks.

Aaaah!

Aaaah!

Aaaah!

Guns.

An unhappy man, Brother Arch.
Nothin' but evil in him.

Probably the kindest thing he
ever done in his whole life.

Comin' in here to tell us.

Somebody must've found out
somehow and followed me.

Maybe Sam made a deal.

- Too bad nobody can ask him.
- Shut up, you.

Cut it, Johnny, cut it.

She's right. You probably
framed this whole thing.

- Hold on, Brother Roberts.
- Go ahead, Jesse, ask him.

You do your asking
some other time.

If the boys outside are after
the gold they get us first.

If they're not they
get us anyway.

Either way, we're buzzard bait.

We'll shoot our way out.

You won't live to
pull the trigger.

If I know the set-up,
they're sitting out there,

waiting to blow our heads
off the minute we show.

Maybe not, Dingus.

Maybe we get our chance to
blow our way out of here first.

That is, if Brother Sam
had a good memory.

Accordin' to this, uh, map here,

we're pretty close
to that upper level.

If he could get out of the
mine that way, so can we.

What about the gold?

We'll find a way out first,
then we'll worry about the gold.

You mean you're going to
walk away from a fortune?

What good is it to a dead man!

Ha-ha-ha. Only brother Arch.

He's got a whole mountain
of gold for a coffin.

Ha-ha-ha. Too bad he won't
never know how lucky he is.

Come on, Elias, find the place
and get us out of here.

Yeah, sure hope Brother Sam
had a good memory.

Right up there ahead.
Uh-uh, Dingus.

I'm the only one to
handle this serenade.

You all right?

Funny how you sometimes meet
the nice ones at the wrong time.

She's burnin’ … hold on.

- Elias!
- The river!

Come on.

Look out!

Whoa.

Well ...

in another hour you'll be Tom
Howard back in Saint Jo again.

You know,
we could'a got that gold,

and still made it out
of there somehow.

What difference does
it make now, anyway?

Someday one of
us will pick up a paper

and read how
somebody put a bullet

in the back of one of our heads.

It’s got to happen
that way, I suppose

You better get hold
of yourself, Jesse.

You're just asking for it.

Where you heading?

My brother Charlie's
place, I guess.

It’s the only place
I've got left to go now.

They'll be huntin' me
just the same as you.

Well ...

So long, Bob.

Give my regards to Zee!

Be seein' you sometimes, Jesse.

"'Twas a dirty little coward

That shot Mr. Howard,

and laid poor
Jesse James in his grave

But in a barroom someone spotted

Bob Ford and there he got it.

The way poor Jesse James
went to his grave."