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Hilario.

Papa!

Sotero, my good friend!

How are you?

You have a drink?

I can't tell you what a pleasure

it is to see a
village like this.

Santos!

So much restlessness and
change in the outside world.

People no longer content
with their station in life.

Women's fashions? Shameless.

Cigar.

Mire, religion!

You'd weep if you
saw how true religion

is now a thing of the past.

Last month we were in
San Juan, a rich town.

Sit down.

Rich town, much blessed by God.

Big church.

Not like here. Little church,
priest comes twice a year.

Big one!

You think we find
gold candlesticks,

poor box filled to overflowing?

You know what we found?

Brass candlesticks, almost
nothing in the poor box.

We took it anyway.

I know we took it anyway.

I'm trying to show
him how little religion

some people now have.

That I could see for myself.

Don't see!

What if you had to
carry my load, huh?

The need to provide food,

like a good father to fill the
mouths of his hungry men.

Guns, ammunition.

You know how much
money that costs?

Huh, huh?

No!

The days of good
hunting are over.

Once there was horses,
cattle, gold, fruit from the trees.

No more.

Now I must hunt with
a price on my head,

Rurales at my heels.

I'll be back.

Enough!

We'll get the rest
when we come back.

I love this village.

I know you have your problems...

Murderer! Thief!

Rafael!

Rafael!

Rafael!

Rafael, Rafael!

Stupid!

Stupid!

We have to have another
discussion very soon.

It's always a pleasure to hear
the views of my good friend, Sotero.

Maybe when I come back, hm?

Adiés!

If he steals our harvest again,

we might as well cut our
throats and be done with it!

Leave the valley,
that's what we must do.

Live somewhere else?

Take our homes with us?

Our farms?

We could hide some food.

From Calvera?

He never steals all our food.

He leaves us
enough to go on with.

That's something.

We could beg him to
leave us a little more.

No, no.

That would make him more angry.

I don't think we
should do anything.

We must do something!

Like Rafael?

Talk sense.

We break our
backs in the fields,

and our bellies stay empty.

We must do something!

We must do something.

But what?

I don't know.

We'll ask the old man.

He'll know.

Fight.

You must fight.

Fight!

With machetes and
bare hands against guns?

Buy guns.

- Buy?
- Go to the border.

Guns are plentiful there.

But what are we
going to use for money?

Sell that.

And anything else
you can collect.

Even if we had the guns, we
know how to plant and grow.

We don't know how to kill.

Then learn,

or die.

Hey, I've been waitin' for you.

Oh, you did a wonderful job.

I'm sorry, friend, but
there'll be no funeral.

What?

Oh, the grave's dug,
and the defunct heir

is as ready as the
embalmer's liable to make him,

but there'll be no funeral.

What's the matter,
didn't I pay you enough?

It's not a question of money.

For 20 dollars I'd plant anybody
with a whoop and a holler.

But the funeral's off.

Well, how do ya like that?

I want him buried,
you want him buried,

and if he could sit up and
talk, he'd second the motion.

Now that's as
unanimous as you can get.

Friend, you behave like
a brother and a Christian,

- but you just don't...
- Now, look.

I'm not lookin' for any praise.

I'm a traveling
salesman, ladies corsets.

I'm walking down the street and a
man drops dead right in front of me.

For two hours people
kept stepping over

and around him
without lifting a finger.

I'm just doing what
any decent man would.

- Come on, Henry, let's get on...
- No, wait a minute.

This man has to
be buried, and soon.

He's not turning
into any nosegay.

I know, I know.
I would if I could,

but there's an element
in town that objects.

Objects? To what?

They say he isn't
fit to be buried there.

What? In Boot Hill?

There's nothing up
there but murderers,

cutthroats and
derelict old barflies.

And if they ever felt
exclusive, brother,

they're past it now.

They happen to be white, friend.

And old Sam...

Well, old Sam was an Indian.

Well, I'll be damned.

I never knew you had to be anything
but a corpse to get into Boot Hill.

How long's this been goin' on?

Since the town got civilized.

Oh, it's not my doin', boys.

I don't like it, no, sir.

I've always treated
every man the same

just as another future customer.

Well, in that case,
get that hearse rollin'.

I can't, my driver's quit.

He's prejudiced too, huh?

Well, when it comes to a chance

of gettin' his head blown
off, he's downright bigoted.

Well, get somebody else.

There isn't anybody
else who will drive it!

So, here.

Oh, hell.

If that's all that's holding
things up, I'll drive the rig.

Can I borrow that scatter-gun?

You're more than welcome.

Hey, now wait a minute there.

Listen, this hearse cost
me 840 dollars in Denver.

It's the only one in the county.

I'll be darned if I'm gonna turn
it over to strangers to be shot at.

I'll pay for the damages.
I wanna see this.

Me, too!

Never rode shotgun
on a hearse before.

Let her buck.

New in town?

Yeah.

- Where are you from?
- Dodge.

- You?
- Tombstone.

- See any action up there?
- Uh-uh.

Tombstone?

Same. People all
settled down, like.

- Same all over.
- In jun lovers!

Easy.

Just wind.

We'll get there.

It's not gettin' up
there that bothers me.

It's eta yin' up
there that I mind.

Comin' up behind us on the left.

I don't think so.

Second-story window.

Curtain moved.

I'm not in a good position.
Let him stick his neck out.

You elected?

No.

I got nominated real good.

Hey, boys, why don't you
just turn around right now,

save yourself a lotta trouble?

Soon, huh'?

The reception
committee is forming.

Hold it.

Hold it right there.

Anything wrong?

Turn that rig around
and get it down the hill.

I need six men up here.

Yee-hoo!

Boys, the drinks are on me!

Hey, hey, I'd like
to buy you a drink.

And your friend, too.

Thanks.

Where are you from?

Oh, yeah.

Where are you gain'?

Thanks for the free show.

You're more than welcome.

Boy, that was really something.

Ya know, I won't forget
that if I live to be 100.

- Henry, the stage is leavin'.
- All right, all right!

Wait till Flora
hears about this.

Ya know, she won't
believe one word of it.

Henry, the stage!

Come on!

You keep this.

Oh!

Where are ya headed?

I'm drifting south,
more or less.

- You?
- Just drifting.

Any action here?

Yeah, grocery clerk and bouncer in
one of those bars across the street,

if that's your taste.

Ah.

Yeah. Well, see ya.

Say, what's your name?

Make it Vin.

What's yours?

Chris.

Yes?

We think you are
a man we can trust.

Thank you very much.

We wish you to help us.

There's this man, Calvera.

A thief, a murderer.

He and his men,
they steal our food,

and then they
leave us to starve.

Not only that, but our women...

Wait, wait, just a minute.

If you need protection, why
don't you go to the Rurales?

We did, twice.

But they can't station men

in a small village for
who knows how long.

So, they left.

And when they left,
he came again, Calvera,

and every year since.

And he will do so
until he is stopped.

Sit down.

We need help.

We must buy guns.

We know nothing about them.

Will you buy guns for us?

Well, guns are very
expensive and hard to get.

Why don't you hire men?

Men?

Gunmen.

Nowadays men are
cheaper than guns.

Will you go?

It will be a blessing if
you came to help us.

Sorry, I'm not in the
blessing business.

No, no, we offer more than that.

We could feed you every day.

And we have this.

What's that?

We can sell this for gold.

Everything we own.

Everything of
value in the village.

I've been offered
a lot for my work,

but never everything.

Will it be enough?

You see, if we could
drive the bandits away,

life could be very
good in our village.

But as it is, we ourselves
could stand it a little longer,

but the children, they cry
because they're hungry.

Now do you understand
what it means

when you start
something like this?

We will fight, too,
every one of us.

When Calvera comes, the
church bell will ring the alarm.

We'll fight with guns,
if we have them.

If we don't, with machetes,
axes, clubs, anything!

Once you begin,

you've gotta be prepared
for killing, and more killing,

and then still more killing
until the reason for it has gone.

We understand.

We've considered that.

Now, does every man in
the village feel the same?

Every man.

I'll see what I can do for you.

- Gracias. You know...
- Now, wait.

I didn't say I'll go.

I'll just pass the word around
that you're looking for men.

It won't be hard
to find men here.

Everyone wears a gun.

Sure, same as they wear pants.

That's expected.

But good men?

That's something else again.

How can you tell they are good?

There are ways.

Come in.

The word is out
you're looking for men.

That's right, men
who are good with that.

I'm good with it.

Fast?

- Try me.
- I aim to.

Step in closer.

Now, hold your hands like that.

Now, clap.

Faster.

Now, as fast as you can.

Now you try it.

Very young, and very proud.

Yeah, the graveyards
are full of boys

who were very
young and very proud.

Come in.

No tricks now, Chris.

Harry!

- It's good to see you again.
- Chris.

What are you doing in this dump?

I heard you've got
a contract open.

Oh, not for a
high-stepper like you.

A dollar bill always looks
as big to me as a bedspread.

Well, it's just
eating money, Harry.

A gold eagle, room and board,

six weeks gunning
for some farmers.

Ah, you old Cajun.

You don't talk so good,

but you always
know what's goin' on.

Oh, Harry.

All right, all that's on top.

- What's underneath?
- Only what I told you.

Gold, cattle, payroll?

Only what I told you.

Oh, sure, sure, never mind.
Just tell me when you can.

Oh, Harry, please don't
understand me so fast!

I said never mind. I'm in.

You dirty dog!

Place your bets.

Five.

Five.

Eight.

Eights again. 10 at the point.

The cowpoke that just walked in

in the stovepipe chaps,
I'd like to buy him a drink.

Yes, sir!

There's one.

Look at the scars on his face.

The man for us is the one
who gave him that face.

Hey, you learn fast.

Next bet comin' up.

Crap.

Next man.

Gent over there wants
to buy you a drink.

- Vin.
- Howdy.

I'd like to buy you a drink.

Whiskey.

Have you anything lined up?

Yeah.

I'm gonna take a
job in a grocery store.

Fella says I'm gonna
make a crackerjack clerk.

Crackerjack.

If that's your taste.

I did hear of a job
below the border shooin'

some flies away from a village,
but I can't find out what it pays.

20 dollars.

- A week?
- Six weeks, the whole job.

Well, that's ridiculous.

You heard of anything?

Yeah.

Below the border, shooing
some flies away from a little village.

Their village.

It pays 20 dollars.

I'm looking for men right now.

No, it wouldn't even
pay for my bullets.

Ours is a poor village.

We understand.

You could get much
more in a grocery store,

and it's good, steady work.

Yep.

How many you got?

I'm looking for a
man named O'Reilly.

Don't know his name, but there's a fella
in back choppin' wood for his breakfast.

Mom in'.

I'm a friend of Harry Luck's.

He tells me you're broke.

Nah, I'm doin' this because
I'm an eccentric millionaire!

There's a job for six men,

watching over a village,
south of the border.

How big's the opposition?

30 guns.

I admire your notion
of fair odds, Mister.

Harry tells me you faced bigger
odds in the Travis County war.

Well, they paid me
600 dollars for that one.

He said you got that Salinas thing
cleared up in less than a month.

They paid me 800
dollars for that one.

You cost a lot.

Yeah.

That's right, I cost a lot.

The offer is 20 dollars.

20 dollars?

Right now, that's a lot.

Where can I reach you?

Right here.

I still say he can't.

- And I tell you he can.
- If he claims that, he's a liar.

Hey, not so loud.
He might hear you.

I don't give a damn
if he hears me or not.

I got two months salary comin',

and I'll bet it all it ain't so.

- Well, ya ain't bettin' with me.
- Me either.

I'm tellin' you what he
said, and I believe him.

Well, one of us is a fathead.

You can get good odds on which.

Britt?

Britt, wake up.

I'm talkin' to ya! Look at me!

Filene told me what ya
said, and I say you're wrong.

What do you say?

What's the matter, you afraid?

Afraid to tell me I'm wrong?

Call it.

Well, you see, I won.

Well, how 'bout it?

Well?

Filene, how about it?

I don't know, it was mighty
close, wasn't it, boys?

Close? What do you mean, close?

You all got eyes. You
saw what happened. I won!

You tell 'em. I won, didn't I?

You lost.

You're a liar.

I said you're a liar!

I said you're a
coward and a liar!

Get up. Let's do it for real.

Get up!

Get up, I said!

So help me, I'll let ya
have it right where you are.

- Call it!
- I don't want nothin' to do with this.

- Call it!
- Drop it, Wallace.

- Forget it.
- Get away from me.

Call it.

Britt?

Chris?

Can I have a word with you?

Did you have any luck?

Found a man who
would have been perfect.

Gun or knife, you
couldn't want any better.

Wasn't interested.

The money, it wasn't enough?

He doesn't care a
hoot about money.

A man in this line of work

who doesn't care about money?

Men in this line of
work are not all alike.

Some care about
nothing but money.

Others, for reasons of their
own, enjoy only the danger.

And the competition.

If he's the best with
a knife and a gun,

with whom does he compete?

Himself.

You.

- I've been looking for you!
- Uh-oh.

Now, what have we got here?

Never mind.

He knows.

"Clap hands," he says.

"Clap your hands,

and let's see how fast you are."

Clap hands!

A man comes to him
'cause he respects him,

'cause he'd be proud
to work with him,

and he makes me
look like two cents

with some damned kids game!

Hey, kid, that's enough of that!

You stay away from me, will ya?

Come on, now, and
let's see how fast you are.

And no games, huh?

No clapping hands,
none of that stuff!

Just draw.

Come on!

Come on, draw!

- Campesino, come on'.
- You say campesino to me?

You get out of my
way, you dirt farmer!

You don't think I mean it, huh?

You think I'm just talking, huh?

Hey, get up.

Do you hear me?

Get up and face me!

Do you hear?

Hey.

Give him my gun, huh?

Sorry this happened, friend.

Let him sleep it off.

When he wakes up, let
him have his gun back.

And give him a drink.

I changed my mind.

There's a man
waiting in your room.

Said he was a friend of yours.

Remember me?

Yep.

You need men to
do a job in Mexico.

That's right.

- How long?
- Four, six weeks.

That ought to do it.

How much does the job pay?

I thought you were looking
for the Johnson brothers.

I found them.

How much does the job pay?

20. We leave tomorrow.

I'll have the money
before I leave.

It'll just take care of
my last two days rent.

20 dollars?

You must be livin' in style.

Yes.

I have the most stylish corner

of the filthy
storeroom out back.

That, and one plate of beans,

10 dollars a day.

Yeah, things do get kinda high

when they find out
you're on the run.

There's a dry
wash south of town.

Pick me up there.

He's a good gun.

And we aren't heading
for a church social.

Chris?

Yeah.

We picked us up a dog.

Any idea who it is?

Yeah, that kid from the saloon.

Won't take no for an answer.

Doesn't show much
sense, does he?

I'm getting a stiff neck
keepin' track of him.

If you can't forget him,

why don't you ride side-saddle?

Ah, well, he won't
last much longer.

That so?

Ridin' out there in
all that dust and heat,

what a chuckle head!

Yeah. Not smart like us.

Yep.

Suppose our friend over there
has got anything to eat for himself?

How 'bout I go over
there and bring him some?

It isn't food he's hungry for.

Then let me tie
a can to his tail.

Right now, he's like
an itch I can't scratch.

Leave him alone.

It's a free country.

And it's his.

You know, it's funny. Now
that he's gone, I kinda miss him.

Where is everybody?

Where are they, Tomes'?

Luis, Asuncién, Demetrio!

Emilio, Sotero!

What kind of a
reception is this?

Come out!

Come out and make them
welcome, before we die of shame.

Hilario, stop your shouting.

Do they call this a welcome?

What are they thinking of?

Come in. You must be thirsty.

You must excuse them.

They are farmers here.

They are afraid of
everyone and everything.

They are afraid
of rain, and no rain.

The summer may be too
hot, the winter too cold.

The sow has no pigs,

the farmer is afraid
he may starve.

She has too many pigs,

he's afraid she may starve.

There's no need to apologize.

We didn't expect
flowers and speeches.

Tomorrow is the anniversary
of the founding of the village.

They will be celebrating.

Then you will see
them in a better light.

Who sounded the alarm?

Who sounded the alarm?

| did.

Thank you, amigos, for
coming out to greet us.

Thank you for letting us
see your beautiful faces.

Thank you, thank
you, you chickens!

You come running
out like chickens!

We ride for days
to get to this nothing

in the middle of nowhere.

We're ready to risk our
lives to help you, and you?

You hide from us!

Hide, from us!

Ah, but it's a different story

when you're in danger, huh?

You might lose
your precious crops.

Then you flock to us.

Huh?

That's right.

Well, we're here,
my compadres and I.

And here we stay.

And you?

You prove to us that
you're worth fighting for.

Now get back to your
houses, back to work.

Go on! Go back.

We'll let you know when
to fight and how to fight.

Go back! All of you, go back!

Go back!

Now we're seven.

You know, I've been in some towns
where the girls aren't very pretty.

As a matter of fact,
I've been in some towns

where they were downright ugly.

But this is the first time I've ever been
in a town where there's no girls at all,

except little ones.

You know, if we're not careful,

we can have quite
a social life here.

Well, it's not so bad.

I fell in with a fast
crowd yesterday

that hangs out
near the fountain.

We got to predictin'
the weather for today

and didn't break
up till twilight.

Hilario!

Britt?

The boy saw three
of Ca|vera's men.

The horses are in the arroyo.

Lee!

Get one alive.

Yes.

I'll show you where.

Rico, he knows
where the arroyo is.

I'm sorry, Britt.

- I didn't mean to spoil it.
- Shut up!

That was the greatest
shot I've ever seen.

The worst.

I was aiming at the horse.

Oh.

Three men were
sent by Calvera to spy.

It's almost certain they saw us.

Whatever they learned
will be buried with them.

If he comes now...

He'd never send men ahead if he
was near enough to see for himself,

so we have time to get ready.

And we have
something else, surprise.

If he rides in with no idea

of the reception we
can prepare for him,

I promise you, we'll
all teach him something

about the price of corn.

Aim.

Squeeze.

Cock.

Aim,

squeeze...

Cock.

Settle down.

Now, you miss the first chance,
you may not get a second.

And get that butt
tight in your shoulder.

If you don't, two
things will happen.

One, you'll waste a bullet.

Two, you'll break your arm.

Now, close your eye.

Aim from here, to
here, to the target.

Fire.

That rock?

No, that man you're gonna kill.

Bueno!

If only we had more guns,
think what we could do!

- You'll get more guns.
- How?

The same way you got these.

Ca|vera's men.

The ones who spied
on us brought them.

Like three kings bearing gifts.

If Calvera does not come now,

after all of this, what a waste!

A pretty foxy fellow,
this Calvera, eh?

Sefior, not a fox, a coyote!

How did he ever find
out about the gold mine?

Gold mine?

What gold mine, sefior?

You know, the one
in the mountains.

In our mountains?

We never had a gold
mine around here.

Say, come to think of
it, it was a silver mine.

What ever happened to it?

We have no silver mine either.

I mean in the old days.

Not at any time.

Where did you hear of
this gold and silver, hm?

All right, come on, boys.

More work, less talk, huh?

Toro! Ha!

Toro! Toro!

Toro.

Toro.

Toro.

Toro.

You do anything to me and I'll kill
you! I'll kill you while you are doing it.

You're a little chicken brain! You
know, you almost took my eye out!

Let me go. Let me go!

Oh, you bite me and
I'll bite you, so help me.

I got a good mind to
throw you in the water.

Smash you with a rock!

- Stop it!
- Cut your head off!

Shut up, shut up!

Where are the others, huh?

I'll never tell you.

Look what I found.

Who is she?

From our village.

So that's where they were.

- You hid them.
- Sure, they hid them.

But she won't tell
where. They're afraid.

She's afraid of me,
you, him, all of us.

Farmers!

Their families told
them we'd rape them.

Well, we might.

In my opinion, though, you might
have given us the benefit of the doubt.

But, just as you please.

You know, as long
as you were out there,

why didn't you bring 'em all in?

Well, what for?
Leave 'em out there.

Let Calvera find them.
He'll take good care of them.

Bring them in.

Show him the way.

Ma'am.

Come on, little angel.

Gently, boy.

Gently.

I can't tell you how wonderful
it was for you señoritas

to fix this very
nice dinner for us.

- How's the food?
- Great.

Chicken enchiladas, carne
a sad a and Spanish rice.

Looks pretty good.

Yeah, these people
really know how to cook.

Dig in, there's tons of it.

Do you know what these
people, the villagers,

have been eating
ever since we got here?

Tortillas and a few
beans, that's all.

De nada.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

Say, you don't happen to have
an older grateful sister at home?

No, sefion Much as gracias.

De nada.

- Much as gracias.
- De nada.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two...

Three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Squeeze.

Miguel, didn't I tell
you to squeeze, hm?

Just like when you're
milking a goat, Miguel.

It's that I get excited.

Well, don't get excited!

Now, this time, squeeze.

Slowly, but squeeze.

All right, squeeze.

Squeeze!

I'll tell you what.

Don't shoot the gun.

You take the gun like this
and you use it like a club.

- All right?
- Bueno.

Flaco!

Much as gracias.

Tighter!

Buenos tardes.

Howdy.

Well, we've come to
move you into the village.

Move into the village, me?

Everybody who lives outside.

Oh, no.

Well, we can't protect
you if you stay out here.

Fellow named Rojas, he's
makin' room for you in his home.

Rojas?

His conversation
would bore me to death!

Yeah, well.

- Maybe somebody else, huh?
- They are all farmers.

Farmers talk of nothing
but fertilizer and women.

I've never shared their
enthusiasm for fertilizer.

As for women, I became
indifferent when I was 83.

I am staying here.

Yeah, well, what are you
gonna do when Calvera comes?

At my age, a little
excitement is welcome.

Don't worry.

Why would he kill me?

Bullets cost money.

All right.

Have it your way.

You worry about yourself.

Are you ready for him?

What if he comes now, eh?

It reminds me of
that fella back home

who fell off a
10 story building.

What about him?

Well, as he was falling, people
on each floor kept hearin' him say,

"So far, so good."

So far, so good!

First of all, they'll
see that ditch.

More water for the corn.

Awful lot of new walls.

Civic improvements.

Hey, Chris,

what about that net, eh?

Well, if he's not
looking for it...

If he rides in unsuspecting...

If, brother.

If.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I should have guessed.

When my men didn't come
back, I should have guessed.

How many of you did they hire?

Enough.

New wall!

There are lots of
new walls, all around.

They won't keep me out.

They were built to keep you in.

Did you hear that?

We're trapped!

All 40 of us, by these three.

Or is it four?

They couldn't afford
to hire more than that.

We come cheaper by the bunch.

Five!

Even five won't give
us too much trouble.

There won't be any
trouble, if you ride on.

Ride on?

I'm going into
hills for the winter.

Where am I going to
get the food for my men?

Buy it or grow it.

Or maybe even work for it!

Seven!

Somehow, I don't think
you've solved my problem.

Solving your
problems isn't our line.

We deal in lead, friend.

So do I.

We're in the same business, huh?

Only as competitors.

Why not as partners?

Suppose I offer
you equal shares?

In what?

Everything. To the last grain.

And the people in the village?

What about them?

I leave it to you.

Can men of our profession
worry about things like that?

May even be sacrilegious.

If God didn't want them sheared,

he would not have
made them sheep.

What do you say?

Ride on.

You hear that, Sotero?

You hear what he said?

"Ride on."

To me!

You tell him to ride on
before I become angry.

Him, and the others!

Because if I leave
here with empty hands,

everybody in this
village will answer to me,

when I come back!

You won't come back.

Why not?

You won't have any guns.

Take them off right
now and drop 'em.

Generosity.

That was my first mistake!

I leave these
people a little bit extra

and they hire these
men to make trouble.

It shows you, sooner or later,

you must answer
for every good deed.

You were safe behind
your rock by the net.

I was out in the
field face-to-face

with them as they
rode toward me.

10 of them,
screaming like devils.

The last time you
told it, it was only five!

He has them
multiplying like rabbits!

10,10!

They got a good
kick in the behind.

And if they try it again,
they'll get another!

- We'll tear them to pieces.
- We'll bury them all.

Calvera too, huh?

Any Sign of 'em?

No.

That is bad luck.

Can you imagine?

I knew him when he was a mouse.

I was never so
frightened in my life.

My knees were like jelly.

I would never have guessed it.

Well, he'll leave us
alone from now on.

- You think so?
- Of course.

He'll go away. There
are other villages,

other villages that don't
sting the way we do.

Sefior?

Neighbors, I
drink to our friends.

They armed us,
fought at our sides,

and will forever
live in our hearts.

They haven't gone, then.

See the gun flash in“?

No.

I make it two of them.

Three.

Fool kid's gonna get
his head blowed off.

Chico! Stay put.

Three?

Three.

O'Reilly?

Do you see them?

No.

They're too far
back in the trees.

- Chris.
- Yeah?

Try and make it
up to those rocks.

I'll cover you.

Chico, cover the back door.

Get back!

Get back! Go on!

What's the matter with you?

Don't you hear so
good, huh? Get down.

Now stay down!

Crazy kids! You
might have been hurt.

- So might you.
- It's not the same thing.

This is my work.

It's our work, too.

Everyone tells us, "Hide!
Get back! Stay out of sight!"

But we're not afraid.

He's very brave, it's the truth.

So is he. We all are,
every boy in the village.

We had a meeting and we
drew straws and we got you.

You got me?

What do you mean, you got me?

If you get killed, we take
the rifle and avenge you.

And we see to it that there's

always fresh flowers
on your grave.

That's a mighty big comfort.

I told you he would
appreciate that.

Well, now, don't you
kids be too disappointed

if your plans don't work out.

We won't. If you stay
alive, we'll be just as happy.

Maybe even happier.

Maybe.

Can you see them?

No.

Do your... hands
sweat before a fight?

Every time.

Mine are sweatin' now.

Funny.

Hands sweat,

mouth is dry.

You'd think it would be
the other way around.

Does my talking annoy you?

Hm-mm.

It's because I'm...

I'm frightened, you know?

Yeah, I guess right about now

you kinda wish you'd given
your crops to Calvera, huh?

Yes...

and no.

Both at the same time.

Yes, when I think
of what he might do.

No, when I remember the
feeling in my chest this morning

as I saw him run away...

from us.

Man, that's a feeling
worth dying for.

Have you ever felt
something like that?

Not for a long, long time.

I... envy you.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't do
things like you did.

- Go back.
- You mustn't take foolish chances.

All right, I won't. But go back.

- Does it hurt?
- What?

No.

I'm sorry I did
it, but I thought...

You know what I thought.

Yes, yes, I know.

I wasn't afraid of
you, it's my father.

He says, "Stay
away from those men.

They are brutes.
They are cruel."

He's right. Do you know that?

He's right.

Well, go back home now.

He is wrong.

Well, go home anyway,
before he finds out you're here.

He already knows.

He said he'd punish me
for being so shameless.

But I don't care.

They got them.
They got them all!

- He's out.
- Do you think they'll try that again?

I doubt it.

For all they know, we're still
out there ready to jump them.

He didn't go.

- Calvera didn't go?
- Did you think it would be that easy?

What do we do now?

Well, what do you say?

- Me?
- We work for you, you know.

What else is there
to do but wait?

It's Ca|vera's move.

Right.

Now you'd better
replace the guards.

They must be tired.

- If you were Calvera...
- Yes?

You'd go away, wouldn't you?

If you paid the price we
make him pay, you would go?

- Yes, I would, only...
- Only what?

Only I'm not Calvera.

Take the rifles and the
bandoleras and pass 'em out.

Now, let's get
out there on duty.

Food, woman.

They'll be hungry.

That was...

- That was the greatest...
- New hat for you, sonny.

Hey!

How do I look, huh?

Big improvement.

You know what?

They'll make up a song
about you and this hat.

Villages like this, they make up a
song about every big thing that happens.

They sing them for years.

Do you think it's worth it?

Don't you?

It's only a matter of
knowing how to shoot a gun.

Nothing big about that.

Hey, how can you talk like this?

Your gun has got you
everything you have.

Isn't that true?

Hm?

Well, isn't that true?

Yeah, sure, everything.

After awhile you
can call bartenders

and faro dealers
by their first name.

Maybe 200 of 'em.

Rented rooms you live in, 500.

Meals you eat in
hash houses, 1,000.

Home, none. Wife, none.

Kids...

none.

Prospects, zero.

Suppose I left anything out?

Yeah.

Places you're
tied down to, none.

People with a hold on you, none.

Men you step aside for, none.

Insults swallowed, none.

Enemies, none.

No enemies?

Alive.

Well, this is the kind
of arithmetic I like!

Yeah, so did I at your age.

Now take these and give them to
someone who knows how to use them.

Yeah.

While you're at it, why
don't you ask Calvera

what he has in mind for tonight?

Yes, do that.

And I'll write a
song for you myself.

Andres, Lorenzo and
Felipe never came back.

That's three.

Armando in the plaza.

That's four.

And Jorge and Memo in the pass,

where they were
caught by that cursed net.

Five and six!

Emilio going over the wall.

Seven.

José near the fountain.

Eight?

Gregorio near the fountain.

That's nine.

Nine.

Fortune by the water ditch.

Rico in the fields, where
they slashed him to pieces!

That's 10 and 11.

Go on.

Talk.

Talk! Talk!

They're all dead anyway.

Forget about them.

There's still plenty of us
here to make them pay.

Our friends down below.

Please, no!

It's all right.

You're all right.
You had a dream.

Just a bad dream.

Have no fear.

"Have no fear"?

My very words
10,000 times a day.

Sefior, don't punish yourself.

A man who has
fought so many times...

You must have great courage.

Until the day you
lose your nerve.

You feel it, and then you wait,

for the bullet in the gun
that is faster than yours.

Sefior, don't.

And the lies you
tell, to fool yourself.

No enemies, alive.

I have lost count of my enemies.

But you're with friends now.

Yes.

The final, supreme idiocy,

cumin' here to hide.

The deserter, hidin' out in
the middle of a battlefield.

One.

There was a time when I
would a caught all three.

We know what fear is.

We live with it all our lives.

Only the dead are without fear.

Rico!

Rico!

10 minutes to
pretend we're asleep,

and then we'll be back
on duty, all right, Bernardo?

Yes, but not you, Juan.

You're too young.

Come on.

Bernardo O'Reilly!

You've been adopted.

Yeah, it's my real name.

Mexican on one
side, Irish on the other,

and me in the middle.

Now, watch
carefully. Here we go.

See? All three, right side up.

Oh!

- Think you can do it?
- Of course.

That's very easy.

Would you care to
make a friendly wager?

- A little bet?
- Sefior, you know we have no money.

Well, it doesn't
have to be money.

Whatever you happen
to have hidden away,

buried out where
Calvera can't find it.

- Like jewels.
- Jewels?

Yeah.

They tell me a
lotta precious stones

have been dug out
of the mountains.

Opals, emeralds, sapphires.

Oh, yes, yes, that's very true.

There's no denying it.

Well, then!

No, no, no, you got it all wrong.
When you're finished they should

all be right side up like this.

Let me try it again, eh?

About those precious stones,

where are they found?

As you say, Sefior,
in the mountains.

All right, but where
in the mountains?

That I couldn't tell you.

Ah, there! I got it!

- Hey!
- All right,

never mind that, never mind
that. Why can't you tell me?

Because I never have
found any precious stones.

Wait, you mean Aztec
treasure buried in the hills,

from when the Spaniards came?

That's exactly what I mean.

Aztec treasure.

Have you found some around here?

Would to God we had!

I would not be sitting here.

I'd be living in a
big city, in a palace.

Well, then tell me this,

how come Calvera keeps
hangin' around here?

Calvera. We've
seen the end of him.

He'll be gone in the morning.

No, he will not.

He won't go anywhere.

Why do you say that?

Cabrera isn't worried
about food for winter.

He's worried about the
food his men haven't eaten

for the last three days.

The price of corn is going up.

They're starving.

How do you know?

Starving and broke.

How do you know?

Oh.

I've been up there.

Well, we'd better
be ready for them,

because they gotta die or win.

If they do win.

They won't win.

Are you God, that
you can say for sure?

We're surrounded, outnumbered.

- What are we to do?
- Keep on fighting.

Do you want to see
us killed off one by one?

That is not what
you were hired for.

Once you start,
there's no stopping.

You understood
that, and I told him!

I don't care.

Go away.

All of you. Get on
your horses and go.

Let Cabrera have the food.

Give him what he wants.
At least we'll be alive.

- Quiet! And listen to me!
- No!

It is easy for
them to say fight.

They have no sons,
no daughters, no wives.

Go. Now, before it's too late.

Is that what you want?

Answer me!

Who's for going on
and who's for giving up?

I want to know now.

Don't be fools!

You'll turn our village
into a graveyard.

Tell them to go.

It's the only thing
for them to do.

I'll tell you what I can do.

I can kill the first
man who so much

as whispers a word
about giving up.

The very first man, so help
me, I'll blow his head off!

We started this fight,
and we're gonna finish it!

With or without you.

I'm not saying we bit off
more than we can chew,

but I do say this, we
ought a have a serious talk

right now along the lines
of what we're gonna do.

We start acting like we
had some good sense.

Now, we figured
to raise the ante

just enough to make
Calvera play someplace else.

Well, we figured wrong.

We didn't figure on being
the only game in town.

A man can't call 'em all.

I didn't say he could. All
I'm saying is that sometimes

you bend with the
breeze, or you break.

Do you wanna go?

Well, there comes a time
to turn Mother's picture

to the wall and get out.

The village will be no worse
off than it was before we came.

You forget one thing.

We took a contract.

It's not the kind any
court would enforce.

That's just the kind
you've gotta keep.

It's a noble thought, but
the way things are right now,

I don't know.

The odds are too high.

Much too high.

- Then we go?
- No.

We lower the odds.

Right up into the hills,

past the men on guard,

and right into their camp.

I sat there and I smoked
a cigarette with them,

we discussed a few things.

Well, we...

You know.

All of a sudden, there
was Calvera himself.

Right beside me.

When I brought back the news,
you should have seen the look

I got from Britt,
and from Chris.

They have seen a
thing or two in their time,

and done them, too.

They're not men you
can impress easily.

Oh, no.

But when they looked at me,

I knew I was one
of them at last.

Well, you'd better
take a look at me, too.

Am I the kind of man who'd
live in a place like this, hm?

Digging my life
away out in the fields?

Me, a farmer, a peasant?

Well, you know
what I'm saying, huh?

Wherever they go,
Chris, Vin, Britt, the others,

I go with them.

And if you think you,
or anything you do

could make me change
my mind, forget it.

I want you to understand that.

I want you to understand that...

That this...

Will get you nothing but this.

We're going to hit Calvera,

maybe drive off
some of his horses.

Then if he attacks,
he'll be on foot.

I'll go with you.

- I know every rock.
- No, you stay.

You're in charge here.

YOU can count on me.

I know I can.

They've left to hit the village.

No.

We'd have heard shots.

They've gone.

Buenos noches.

You'll be dead.

All of you!

Like that!

If that's what you want.

Do we have a choice?

Of course.

Sit down.

Let's talk.

Things are turned
around now, huh?

You're wondering how.

Your friends, they don't
like you very much anymore.

You force them to
make too many decisions.

With me, only one decision.

Do what I say.

You should not be surprised.

My good friend, Sotero, he
arranged to let me come in.

Well, anyway.

To business!

I could kill you all, you agree?

Well, you don't disagree.

Anyway, I don't
want to kill you.

Why so generous?

Practical.

They hear about it up north.

Maybe some friends of yours
make more trouble for me.

A man who never
wants no trouble.

We have a saying here.

A thief who steals from a
thief is pardoned for 100 years.

All right, what does that
leave? Only one thing.

I pardon you.

Ride on.

Just like that?

Indeed. Just like...

I'll make it easy for you.

You want food?

Give them food.

Water? All right, water.

Horses?

Saddled and waiting.

Guns?

The guns, the gun belts,

you take off and put here now.

What about these people?

What happens to these people

will happen to them
whether I kill you first or not.

Just a little gesture, huh?

To show these people
who the real boss is.

You go, then I give
you the guns back.

I know you won't use
those guns against me.

Only a crazy man makes
the same mistake twice.

What I don't
understand is why a man

like you took the job
in the first place, hm?

Why, huh?

I wonder myself.

No, come on, come
on, tell me why.

A fella I once knew in El Paso,

one day he just took all his clothes
off and jumped in a mess of cactus.

I asked him the
same question, why?

And?

He said, "|t seemed to
be a good idea at the time."

Good!

Right.

Go get your clothes,
your saddlebags.

Anything you want, take it.

Your friends in there
owe you at least that much.

Santos, pick up the carbines.

Cirillo, the guns.

You know, the first time I
took a job as a hired gun,

a fella told me, "Vin,
you can't afford to care."

There's your problem.

One thing I don't need is
somebody telling me my problem.

Like I said before,
that's your problem.

You got involved in this
village and the people in it.

Do you ever get tired
of hearing yourself talk?

The reason I understand
your problem so well

is that I walked into
the same trap myself.

Yeah.

The first day we got
here, I started thinking,

maybe I could put my gun away

and settle down and get a
little land, raise some cattle.

The things that these people know about
me to my credit wouldn't work against me.

I just didn't want you to think

you were the only
sucker in town.

Can we go with you, Bernardo?

- No.
- You like us, don't you?

I guess so.

You're one of us, aren't you?

Yeah, I'm one of us all right.

- Take us with you, please!
- No!

We're ashamed to live here.

Our fathers are cowards.

Don't you ever say that
again about your fathers

because they are not cowards!

You think I am brave
because I carry a gun?

Well, your fathers are much braver
because they carry responsibility.

For you, your brothers,
your sisters and your mothers.

And this responsibility is like
a big rock that weighs a ton.

It bends and it twists
them until finally

it buries them under the ground.

And there's nobody
says they have to do this.

They do it because they love
you and because they want to.

I have never had
this kind of courage.

Running a farm, working
like a mule everyday

with no guarantee will ever
come of it, this is bravery.

That's why I never even
started anything like that.

That's why I never will.

You'll do much better on
the other side of the border.

There you can steal
cattle, hold up trains.

All you have to face
is a sheriff, a marshal.

Once I rob a bank in Texas.

Your government got
after me with a whole army.

A whole army!

One little bank.

It's clear, the meaning?

In Texas, only
Texans can rob banks.

Adiés.

Adiés!

I could have told
you they'd sell us out.

Farmers!

Farmers!

No honor, no loyalty, nothing.

All they care about
is their precious crops

and the miserable
dirt they dig in.

I hate 'em.

I hate 'em all.

Sure you hate them.

Because you come from
a village just like that one.

You yourself are a farmer.

Yes.

Yes, I'm one of them.

But who made us
the way we are, hm?

Men with guns.

Men like Calvera and...

men like you.

And now me.

So what do you expect us to be?

Nobody throws me my own
guns and says run, nobody.

It took me a long,
long time to learn

my elbow from a hot rock.

Right now, I belong
back in that border town,

sleepin' on white sheets.

I think I'll ride
back to that village.

You're crazy, all of ya!

They won't lift
a finger to help.

Think of the odds.

Harry, nobody's
asking you to go back.

Ride on, Harry.

It's all right.

Bet your sweet life, I will!

Come on, Lee.

They wanna get killed? Let 'em.

Go ahead, Lee.

You don't owe
anything to anybody.

Except to myself.

You're crazy! All of ya!

Come on, let's go. Yeah! Yeah!

Hold on, Chris, I'll
get ya outta there!

- Chris?
- Yes, Harry?

I'd hate to die a sucker.

We didn't come here just to keep an eye
on a lotta corn and chili peppers did we?

There was really somethin'
else all the time, wasn't there?

Yes, Harry.

You had it pegged
right all along.

I knew it.

What was it?

Gold.

Sacks of it.

Oh, sounds beautiful!

How much?

At least a half a million.

My cut would a been what?

About 70,000.

I'll be damned!

Maybe you won't be.

You came back.

For a place like this.

Why?

A man like you?

Why?

Bernardo!

- Bernardo!
- No, no, get back.

Go on! Get back.

We... we didn't mean to do it.

We didn't mean to do it.

You see?

I told you. You
see your fathers?

What's my name?

Bernardo.

Bernardo!

You're damn right.

You could stay, you know?

They wouldn't be
sorry to have you stay.

They won't be sorry
to see us go, either.

Yes. The fighting is over.

Your work is done.

For them, each
season has its tasks.

If there were a
season for gratitude,

they'd show it more.

We didn't get any more
than we expected, old man.

Only the farmers have won.

They remain forever.

They are like the land itself.

You helped to rid
them of Calvera,

the way a strong wind
helps rid them of locusts.

You are like the wind,

blowing over the
land and passing on.

Adiés.

Adiés.

Adiés.

The old man was right.

Only the farmers won.

We lost.

We always lose.