All language subtitles for 11_Enplosh

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There are no wounds on the body to indicate
foul play from a weapon of any sort.

The contents of the safe are intact,
thus ruling out robbery as a motive.

The science of fingerprinting
has determined that...

... there are no other fingerprints but the victim's
on the doorknob and the door frame...

... to indicate anyone else
entered or left the room.

The window is latched shut
from the inside.

So no one could have entered or left by that route...

... thus ruling out homicide
as a cause of death.

There's no indication of whiskey in the glass. There's no indication of whiskey on the breath of the deceased.

There are no carpet fibers on the soles of her shoes...

... which means she never set foot on the carpet.
There is a scuff on her right shoe tip...

... where the polish was removed.

There are traces of the same polish
on this upturned bit of carpet.

There are traces of flower pollen
on the edges of the nostril.

I therefore conclude
from the evidence gathered...

... that the deceased entered the room
with a bunch of flowers.

She placed the flowers
in the vase by the door.

She took the vase in one hand, along
with the whiskey tumbler in the other...

... went across the room
to the decanter of whiskey...

... let the flowers get too close
to her nose.

She sneezed, her left foot
involuntarily slipped forward...

... caught the tip of her shoe
on this carpet...

... tripped, hit her head on the floor,
died from shock of the brain.

In other words, it was not foul play
that killed this poor woman...

... but an accident
caused by a simple sneeze.

And, in fact, it is not a woman at all...

... but a man wearing a horse-haired wig.

Oh, Quentin, I'm so proud.

-You know what this means, Clarissa?
-Yes, that we can get married.

It means science has a place
in police work.

I proved it. I convinced
each and every one of them.

Now there's only one more person
you have to convince.

I'm convinced.
But you must remember, Mr. Jackson...

... if we don't own the land
within 90 days...

... the railroad will go to other banks
to finance their expansion.

No worries, Mr. Ashe.

In 90 days, we'll be laying track
right through the middle of Mexico City.

Go.

That's a good one.

You do better.

How could you sell the mortgage
on my farm to the gringos?

Pedro, we have no choice.

The big American banks
control the cash flow.

And through the cash flow,
they control us.

Don Diego's doing all he can.

I'm sure Don Diego is.

But I've worked my whole life
to leave something to my poor daughter.

All she knows is the farm life.

What will become of her?

You cheated. I wasn't concentrating.

Best of three.

-Let me talk to Bernardo.
-Bernardo just follows orders.

So, what are we supposed to do, Papa?
Stand by and let them steal our land?

Unless some higher authority
intercedes...

Maria, where are you going?

To see the higher authority.

Up. Up.

The spitting image of her mother,
God rest her soul.

My condolences, Don Diego.

Twenty years she's gone now.

Well, she left you
a very beautiful daughter.

Who I haven't seen in most of the 10 years
she's been away at school in Europe.

-Left a girl, came home a woman.
-Indeed.

My only problem now
is trying to convince her to stay.

She's been home for a week,
and already she wants to go back.

-I want to see Don Diego.
-He can't be disturbed.

Neither can I. And I am.
Very disturbed.

He is meeting
with a very important person.

Don Diego has always said,
"Every client is a very important person."

This is not a client, Maria.

This is a gentleman
from The Bank of New York.

I knew it.

Gotta pay the toll.

May I present Mr. Jackson from
the Capital Bank and Trust of Nueva York.

How do you do, Mr. Jackson?

Infinitely better in your presence
than I do out of it, Señorita Sandoval.

Afternoon tea. How civilized.

Are you surprised to find
that we are civilized, Mr. Jackson?

No, not at all.

No, I find it charming.

Charming?

I presume if you are using
such a word...

... that you've never experienced
the pleasure of an afternoon tea.

Mr. Jackson's bank has agreed
to provide us...

... with the capital we need
to continue with what we are doing.

We were just going over the papers.

A big New York bank taking an interest
in our small Mexican bank?

Why is that, Mr. Jackson?

Well, if you can't help friends
in a time of need, who can you help?

You'll pardon me for saying so, but in Europe
we have a different perspective...

... on the American definition
of friendship.

Please forgive my ignorance, señorita,
but I'm a little uninformed...

... on the European perspective.

But I'm always willing to learn.
In fact, I'd be delighted...

... if you would enlighten me
on that subject, perhaps over dinner?

Perhaps some other time.
I need to get up early.

I have a long ride tomorrow.

Checkmate.

Goodbye, Mr. Jackson.

Men. All they have is one thing
on their minds.

And, by the way, that includes you.

Please. I've seen how you look
at that little filly of Señor Gomez.

A little more.

A little more.

Stay here.

Don't talk to anybody.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

What was that?
Is there a problem?

For me? No.

For the horse
that gets poked in the side...

... with a sharp piece of metal every time
you want him to do something...

... for him, I'm sure it's a problem.

Of course, he's probably
too polite to say anything.

Well, certainly more polite than you.

But, anyway, thank you for your opinion,
misinformed as it is.

Perhaps you can tell me
what you're doing in my house.

Oh, so you are the daughter.

-Yes, I am the daughter. And you are?
-Maria Alvarez.

-Do you work for us, Maria Alvarez?
-No, I do not work for you.

-Then what are you doing here?
-I have business with your father.

-And what sort of business, may I ask?
-Private business.

Hey.

Hey, stop. Hey.

Maria.

Maria.

I knew it.

You help the gringos steal our land.
You betray your own people.

How dare you accuse me.

Get her out of here.
Have her arrested.

Traitor. Thief.
You're gonna pay for this.

I'm sorry.

They are stealing our land.

Don Diego is a traitor.

Don Diego is a traitor.

-The future.
-To the future.

Are you lost?

Mr. Alvarez, Pedro...

... you're delinquent
in your loan payments.

How can I pay when the interest
is more than I earn?

Says here in this agreement
that if you're in arrears...

... we have the right to foreclose
and purchase this property for one peso.

Over my dead body.

No problem.

There's your receipt, Mr. Alvarez, Pedro.

Burn it.

You should have locked them up,
not me.

-They did not break into someone's house.
-No, they are doing worse.

You want my advice, Maria?
You should stop trying to change the world.

You want my advice, Gustavo?
You should start trying to change the world.

Eat.

The poultice that will help
your horse's hoof.

Thank you.

Now who's gonna be outside?

Keep an eye on her.

-What are you doing here?
-Hey, old man, read this.

-What's this?
-This is for you.

You haven't been making
your payments to the bank.

We have a right to foreclose.

I've given you everything you're gonna
get from me. Now get out.

Papa? Papa?

Papa.

Maria.

Papa. Papa!

Papa!

Somebody, please go get a doctor.

-What did you do to him?
-I didn't do anything.

-We were finishing the arrangements between the two companies--
-You killed him.

You killed my father.

Señorita,
he's evidently had a heart attack.

No.

He was--

He was healthy.

You did something to him.
I know you did.

I know this is a terrible shock for you,
but you need to try and remain calm.

In fact, I think you need to sit down.

Grief is intense, I understand that.

But if you can,
let's review the situation calmly.

Your father's dead. Everything that
belonged to him is now mine.

In your mistaken belief
that I had something to do with his death...

... you've attacked me.
You're trying to kill me.

My natural reaction is self-defense.

Before we can stop this,
I'll shoot you dead.

But it doesn't have to end that way.

Look at that, darling.

It's choosing time.

That's it.

Well, I guess we've got a deal.

If you don't mind,
I need to go to my room.

I must lie down.

This is all too much for me at once.
You understand?

Yes.

Absolutely.

I understand.

You take all the time you need.

Don't worry about a thing.

I'll make all the arrangements.

Oh, darling...

Would you like your afternoon tea...

... sent up to your room?

That would be very nice. Thank you.

-Hey. Hey.
-Get back here.

Come back here, you bitch.

-Come back.
-Hey. Come here.

I got you now.

Goddamn it.

-Padre.
-Maria?

They shot him.

I know, my child. I know.

What do you want from me, huh?

I have nothing to give you. Nothing.

You should have eaten more
while you had the chance.

Get out of here. Shoo.

Hands up.

No one--

Move.

What are you doing?

What do you think I'm doing?
I'm taking this bank.

-With an unloaded gun?
-How do you know?

When a gun doesn't have any bullets--

Doesn't matter. You're not robbing this bank!
It's taken. Find another one.

This is the only bank in town.
Besides, it's my father's.

And take that raggedy mask off.

It doesn't even match your shirt.
Everyone knows who you are.

Your mask isn't silly?
People won't recognize that voice?

-"This is my father's bank."
-It is my father's bank.

Now get out of my way.
I need to finish my job.

-Señoritas?
-I would hardly call stealing from the people a job.

Señoritas?

I am not stealing.

I am taking it back from the bastards
who murdered my father.

-They killed Don Diego?
-Señoritas.

What?

The first order of business
is that we're gonna secure...

... and then remove all the deposits.

And then we're gonna instill
some renewed confidence in it.

I'd like to see the Stars and Stripes
flying over this place...

... so things start to look
a little more American down here.

Señor Manager?

This establishment is now
a wholly-owned subsidiary...

... of the Capital Bank and Trust
of New York.

What do you say we open the vault?

Take a look, and see what kind of cash
is on hand in the liquid-assets department.

Excuse me. Where is the vault?

In Don Diego's office.

Well, I guess that would be Señor Jackson's
office now, wouldn't it?

We did it. We did it.

We did it. We did it.

-We did it.
-And what is it that you think you did?

Look. We're gonna help a lot of people.

To really help...

... you'd have to reverse the massive theft
of property that has taken place.

Listen, do you know how many
kilos of rice we can buy with this?

We can feed 500 people.

Why were you robbing the bank?

Revenge.

So you're not doing it to help the people?

No.

What?

Stop looking at me that way,
both of you.

My life is not here.

-What are you doing?
-What does it look like I'm doing?

Taking the money.
I'm going back to Europe.

You're joking.

All right, you can take half. I don't care.

You can even keep the dog as a bonus.

If you want to go, go.

But the money stays. All of it.

-No, it doesn't.
-Yes, it does.

No, it doesn't.

We were just debating
the basic economic theories...

... of wealth distribution.

Yes. Yes, we were.

That's good.

But before you reach
any hasty conclusions...

... let me show you something.

What?

Rice and beans
are not good enough for you?

I just can't eat when I see
what has been done to these people.

At least tonight they can eat.

We have to find a way
to get them back on their land.

We must come up with a plan.

Something that will benefit the people...

... and destroy these murderers.

I think we should rob more banks.

Yeah.

Let's go.

-Let's go where?
-Let's go rob more banks.

We can't just go right now
and rob a bank.

Fine. Finish brushing.

That's not it. We're not ready.

-Yes, we are. We just did it.
-We were lucky.

We cannot rely on luck.
We need to think first.

We need to consider the implications,
the consequences.

-Why are you so complicated?
-Why are you so unrealistic?

This is a noble cause
you seek to undertake, señoritas.

But if you keep fighting like cats and dogs,
you won't make it to sunrise.

My daughters, you know...

... when Columbus proposed his journey
to discover the New World...

... everybody said that was...

... unrealistic.

But he succeeded.

Because he had the king and queen
of Spain to help him.

Who do we have to help us?

I think I might know someone
who can help you.

Can I help you?

We're looking for these two.

What's a pair of señoritas like that
gonna be doing way out here?

We found this snagged on a cactus
half mile down the road.

Well, you find any more of that,
you can make yourself a nice little hankie.

Now, do you mind getting your foot
out of my door, please?

-And if I don't?
-lf you don't, I'll kill you.

Now get your sorry ass off this porch.

You too.

Come on.

Hey, does this belong to you?

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Mr.--

-Where are you going?
-Far from here.

Toughs like that tend to come back
with reinforcements.

-But you said you would help us.
-I just did, missy.

No, no. Padre Pablo said
you could teach us to rob banks.

Well, where did he get that idea?

He said that's what you used to do.

That you robbed 37 banks in Texas
and never got caught.

Thirty-seven.
Last time I go to confession.

Listen, high-minded ideals is one thing,
robbing banks is another.

And to tell you the truth,
neither one of you pass the muster.

-We're well aware of that. At least I am.
-That's why we came to you.

To learn.

Well, to learn, you gotta have resources.

So far the only thing you've shown me...

... is a talent for bringing trouble
to my front door.

Buena suerte, ladies.

Mr. Buck.

You're not going anywhere...

... until you tell us
everything we need to know.

First, if you pull the trigger
on that gun...

... the way you're pointed,
you might cause it to rain.

-Well, haven't you fired a pistol before?
-I have.

But you didn't kill anybody.

There's always a first time.

That's true. But this ain't it.

Hey!

What are you doing?

Come on. Go on.

What the heck? Go on.

Git.

Go, git.

Come on.

Hey, what have you done to this horse?

-Please, Mr. Buck, they killed my father.
-And they almost killed mine.

You're breaking my heart.

All right, look, no whining, no complaining,
no fighting, or I'm adiós.

I never whine.

-Oh, please.
-"Oh, please." Well, I don't.

-Don't. Don't hit.
-Don't hit me. Stop.

-Don't hit me.
-Don't hit me.

Hey! Hey!

What's it gonna be?

-Deal.
-Deal.

All right, you first.

That's pretty good.

-How many you got left?
-I don't know.

You need to know.

Many a man's been left to die
for want of an extra bullet.

She's not very good with numbers.

Your turn.

I can't do this.

When I get nervous, I get the hiccups.

Guns make you nervous?

What the hell are you gonna use
to rob banks?

My education.

-"My education."
-What's so funny?

-To rob banks. Rob a bank.
-"My education."

You wish you had one,
you ignorant crack-shot showoff.

Fort Granger, Oklahoma, U.S. Cavalry.
That's my education.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

No one moves.

Get on the floor.

How are they gonna get on the floor?
I told them not to move.

Right.

So get on the floor and no one move.

Sara. Sara.

-I have to tell you something.
-Hold on.

Why are we doing this?
This has nothing to do with robbing banks.

Robbing banks is easy.

It's getting away
that's the hard part.

-Sara.
-How long do we have to stay like this?

-As long as it takes.
-Sara.

What?

I don't think I can hold any longer.

So drop off and swim to the shore.

I can't swim.

Sara.

Sara.

Hold on to the rock.

Thank you.

-For what?
-For saving my life.

You noticed this time.

Good.

-Sara.
-What?

I guess--
I guess this makes us friends now.

I don't know about friends.

But partners....

Definitely partners.

Single file.

You gotta aim. Aim the gun.

Aim it.

Go on, higher. Higher. Higher.

Stinky, I'm sorry.

Come on, go. Faster, faster.

Before you kill your dog,
we need to try something.

Just take that.
See what you can do with those.

See, I knew she had talent.

244, 245, 246...

... 247, 248, 24--

That's the expert?

Mr. Cooke...

... welcome to Mexico.

Well, clearly, they're a pair of amateurs.

Robbing a bank in less than a minute
with no casualties.

I'd say they could pass as professionals.

That's odd.
These land transfers they left behind.

Who would sell a farm for one peso?

Mr. Cooke...

... the claim is that you're an expert
in criminal science, correct?

-Yes.
-Down here, I'm the expert in land finance.

So why don't we both just focus on
our respective areas of expertise, okay?

Time's slipping away here.

All right, what's the first rule
of robbing a bank?

-No one gets killed.
-The second?

Don't take more than you can carry
in one hand.

-And the third?
-Getting away is the first rule.

Perfect.

So do you think we're ready?

Well, you really only needed
to know one thing all along...

... and you learned that back in the river.

Trust your partner with your life.

Why did you make us go through
everything else if we were ready?

Well...

... I kind of liked having you two around.

Now go rob me some banks.

Everybody, hands up.

Are you sure the room
has been left undisturbed...

-... since the death?
-Yes.

-You've worked here for a long time?
-Almost 20 years.

Do you know if he took any medication
for his heart condition?

Don Diego was healthy as a horse.

He was never sick a day in his life.

Thank you.

If you'll excuse me.

This should cover the mortgage
on the five farms north of the river.

I was thinking, you know,
we already have a lot of money.

Maybe we should stop
before the regulators--

Padre, they took 10 banks,
we take 10 banks.

-Right. We still have five to go.
-Four.

That's what I said. Four.

But one of my parishioners
told me about a specialist...

-... they brought in.
-A specialist?

-For us?
-I'm afraid yes.

A detective from New York.

Let him come.

Are you Padre Pablo?

Yes.

-May I come in?
-No.

I thought the house of God was open
to all people at all times.

It is. But God is not at home right now.

He is down the road at the orphanage...

... where I was just going.

I'm Quentin Cooke.

I know who you are, Mr. Cooke.

Oh, you do?

It's my job to know
what concerns my flock.

Okay. Well, then maybe you can help me.

This girl.

-I was wondering if you could tell me--
-No.

I didn't finish the question.

You want to know if I have seen her.

No, I'm sure you haven't seen her.

I was wondering if you could tell me
if she had any problems...

-... with her father.
-I loved my father.

Why does he ask such a question?

She loved her father.

Why do you ask such a question?

Just the way he died.

Anyway....

I'm staying at the hotel...

... in Santa Rita
if you have any information.

What did he mean
about the way my father died?

You heard what I heard.

If you want to know any more,
you will have to ask him.

Come on. Come.

We can take him right here.

-What?
-Wonderful.

-And how do we get the information?
-We ask him.

Our picture's all over the town.

So what? We wear bandannas.

I have a better plan.

Hello, mister. Do you want company?

-What are you doing?
-Saving time.

Yes?

Wrong room.

No. We're compliments
of the management.

-She's new.
-I don't mean to offend you, ladies...

... but I have a fiancée.

-And we have some questions.
-Hands up.

-Down.
-Up.

-Down.
-Up.

-Down.
-Excuse us for a minute.

-What? You've never seen one before?
-Yes, but in the dark.

Up.

-My wallet's over there.
-This is not a robbery.

Oh, my God.

-You're them.
-Yes, it's us.

Well, you're not getting any answers
out of me.

I will not dishonor my profession.

Hey.

-Hey, what are you doing?
-We'll ask the questions.

Is this the fiancée?

Not bad.

-What are you doing?
-Puts me in the mood.

-Ready?
-Smile.

Beautiful.

Unless you tell us everything
we want to know...

... these pictures will show up in every
newspaper from here to New York.

With a special set going to your fiancée.

Then you won't have to worry
about dishonoring your profession.

Because you won't have one.

Now tell me about my father.

I'm not telling you anything.

-This is a waste of time.
-Hey, hey.

Excuse my partner.
She's a bit impetuous.

Mr. Cooke, I am asking you
as a daughter who lost her father.

-Did your father drink wine?
-His passion.

I don't think he died of a heart attack.
I think he was poisoned.

-How do you know that?
-Scientific methodology.

It doesn't give you the right
to rob American banks.

Those are Mexican banks.

Those banks are owned by
Capital Bank and Trust of New York...

... and are under the protection
of American laws.

Interesting how your country
always finds a way to justify...

... interfering in other people's affairs.

You're still breaking the law.

-You're the one breaking the law.
-What?

By helping them rob our people.

Help. Hel--

Enough with the hat. The hat belongs...

... on this man. And that....

That's nothing to be ashamed of.

Who said I was ashamed?
Did I say I was ashamed?

-Have you ever even been with a man?
-Yes.

-Of course.
-You haven't.

-Yes, I have.
-Prove it.

Do you want me to produce
a piece of paper signed by a witness?

-No, kiss him.
-What?

-What?
-Well...

... if you kiss a man right,
he will never forget you.

If you kiss him wrong,
he will never remember you.

If you have made love to a man...

... you know this.
If you haven't, you don't.

So that's the proof. Kiss him.

I ca--

I have a fian--

--cée.

If you kiss a man like that, you will be
forgotten before you even leave the room.

-Is that what you want?
-No.

Watch.

I don't--

I don't think that--

-That's a kiss.
-That's a kiss.

Now you try it.

Come on.

Think of the sweetest summer fruit.

-How was that?
-Better.

-I thought that was pretty good.
-Yes, technically.

But now...

... you have to capture the nuance.

-Sara.
-What?

It's 10 to 3.

-Sara.
-What?

-The bank closes at 3.
-Damn.

-Where are you taking me?
-You said you wanted proof, huh?

-Señoritas, you already took all the money.
-We're not here for the money, Bernardo.

Here's your proof.

Who sells a farm for one peso?

Who'd sell a farm for one peso?

Here...

... check the deeds against the railroad map,
and you'll see who the real criminal is.

Señoritas, I think there is something
you should see.

-Please tell me you have a plan.
-No.

We have two choices. Run or fight.

Right. Die now or die later.

-Well, do you have a better idea?
-I do.

-Put your guns down or we'll kill him.
-That's fine by me.

I said, put them down. Now.

He's the boss' son-in-law.

Never mind.

The expert from New York City...

... he was kidnapped by the bandidas, sir.

-Excuse me? What?
-He was kidnapped by the bandidas.

How exactly did that happen?

He was in the bank,
right in the middle of his investigation...

... when these two she-monsters
overwhelmed him.

They took him by force.

Oh, my God. My poor darling.

Don't tell me they killed him.

Now, I'm out of time here,
and I am completely out of patience.

And I would dearly like to see
those two little split-legged bitches dead!

Follow me.

-Get in there.
-Yes, sir.

What is this?

-It's fingerprint powder.
-What's fingerprint?

You see these swirls on your finger?

If you touch something at a crime scene,
I put some of that powder on it...

... and then I can see your fingerprint
and then I know that you've been there.

How do you know it's mine?

Because no two people
have the same fingerprint.

-Have you checked everyone in the world?
-No.

But it's proven by science.

Doesn't sound very scientific to me.

-And what is this?
-Oh, that's a microscope.

It, er...

... helps you see things
that you can't normally see.

Like a thought?

Yeah, sort of.

I don't see anything.

Think harder.

-Sara, what's wrong?
-What's wrong? Everything is wrong.

Jackson's brought in reinforcements,
real killers.

Every bank is guarded now.

They're hunting us like animals,
and I'm running out of ideas.

I don't wanna disappoint these people,
but I don't think I can do this.

-I think you can.
-Quentin, look at me.

I was raised to be a spoiled lady,
not a renegade.

One minute I think I have
all the answers, and the next...

... I am crying for a manicure.
I am lost out here.

Or maybe I'm just lost.

My mother is gone. My father is gone.

I have no place in the world.

Maybe out here is where you belong.

Besides, you're not alone.

Right.

A gun-happy farm girl, an ugly dog...

... a wet-behind-the-ears cop
and a spoiled brat.

What a team.

This may seem odd,
having dedicated myself to the law...

... but I think what you are doing here
is good. In fact, I think it's damn noble.

And I'd like to help.

How?

They're looking for two women, correct?

I guess this is what it feels like, huh?

-To be married.
-Yes.

-May I ask you a favor?
-Of course, it's our wedding day.

Can we lose the horse?
He's a little obvious.

Don't distract him.
I need him to concentrate.

You know what you have to do.

Okay, here we are.

It will never work.

Because she's wearing the wrong shoes.

I would have done it myself, but I'd
rather die than be seen in that cheap dress.

Good day. Welcome to our bank.

Welcome.

Step in, please.

I assure you, your family jewelry
will be quite secure.

He takes such good care of me,
my Quentin.

The slut.

She can't even get the kiss right.

Come on, we've got work to do.

She's very excited.

The walls are 2 feet of poured cement
reinforced with iron bars...

... and the safe is bolted into the ground,
which is 3 feet of solid rock.

-Did you hear that?
-What?

It sounded like a horse on the roof.

I'm sorry sir but I'm gonna have to
ask you a personal question.

-You don't drink before dinner, do you?
-Of course not.

I was just wondering.
Hearing horses on the roof...

-Can we see inside the safe?
-Sorry.

Unless you are actually ready
to make your deposit.

How about for withdrawals?

Great. Just great.

I didn't know he was going to faint.

These are like megaphones.

Quiet.

-Are you sure you can open it with that?
-No, not officially.

Hey.

Can't you go any faster?

I am going as fast as somebody who's
half-deaf can go, thank you very much.

-Come out with your hands up.
-How much longer?

I did it.

I did it. I did it.

Open this damn door.

Fire.

You've only got one more chance.

I know.

They blew the safe.

There it is.

Okay, you got it?

-Okay, let's go.
-Can I ask you something?

-What?
-How was my kiss?

Perfect.

How the hell?

Come on.

-Anything wrong, Mr. Jackson?
-Nothing to be concerned about...

... governor.

To be honest, Mr. Jackson,
some of my ministers...

... are concerned about the safety
of our state's gold deposit in your bank.

They are suggesting perhaps
we move the gold...

... to a bank not owned by your company.

Governor, that gold is as safe as
if it was deposited in my own pocket.

Judging by the success you have
at stopping these bandidas...

... you may want to check your pockets.

May I show you something?

Now, governor, this is a prototype...

... of a revolutionary new system
in security devices.

We're installing this as fast as we can
in all of our banks...

... including the one that holds
your gold deposits.

You. Step on the floor.

Step-o on-o floor-o.

Cut it off.

That floor is fitted with a system that
reacts to the slightest change in weight.

Before anyone can reach that safe,
they'll be dead! Dead.

I'm reassured that our gold
is in very good hands.

-Thank you, governor.
-But I am also concerned...

... about our people
who deposit their money in your bank.

Without the new system.

You know, these bandidas can strike
anywhere, at any time.

Governor, may I tell you something
in confidence?

Until those new systems are installed,
all the cash will be stored upstairs.

They'll never get anywhere near it.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

-Her mother was her life.
-I completely understand.

My daughter is the same way
with her mother.

She would just die
if the jewelry that her mother left her...

... wasn't in the safest place,
which is why I brought her here.

Sweetheart, you understand me...

... so well.

She's very upset.

If I may share a confidence with you.

Today we put in the most advanced
security system known to man.

-Can we see it?
-Sorry.

No one can see it.

-We can't do it.
-Yes, we can.

Sara, the only space on the floor
that's not covered by an alarm...

... is 1 inch between the seam.

-What would you use to get across?
-Her education.

At least I have one to use.

And what are you gonna use
to open the vault?

The key.

-Nice shot.
-Thank you.

-What's this?
-Be careful.

Those are darts dipped into a compound
made from tree bark in South America.

The Indians use it to hunt. It doesn't kill
the animal, but it'll put it to sleep.

So if you have a problem, you use this.

Okay, go.

I got it.

Okay. Okay.

Go.

-Come on.
-Okay.

Calm down.

Sorry.

Great.

-When's the last time you were on these?
-I was 10.

-Oh, great.
-Don't worry. I can do this.

Okay. There's no need to rush.
Just don't take any chances.

Just stay calm.

-Don't be nervous.
-You're making me nervous.

Okay, I'm sorry. Okay, okay.

What's wrong?

-I need to be calm.
-Yes, you're right. Calm down.

-Okay, I'm calm now.
-Me too.

How was my kiss?

-It was perfect.
-I knew it.

Sara.

-Do you really have to sing?
-Yes.

-It puts me in the mood.
-Okay.

Bravo. Bravo.

Santa Maria.

Oh, my G--

I'm gonna go check the vault.

-Right.
-I'll stick that banjo up--

I ain't got none of that.

Hey, what's the matter with you?

You all right?

Tequila must be pretty good down here.

Sara.

Come on, hurry up.

I'm doing my best.

-Everything calm?
-Yeah.

-What are you doing?
-My father raised me to finish what I start.

If I'm going to rob a bank,
I'm going to do it properly.

Damn idiot,
what are you doing with my gun?

Don't you call me a damn idiot.

Okay, slow, slow, slow.

-Who are you calling a damn idiot?
-I told you....

Come on. Okay. Come on.

-Shut up.
-Stop.

Oh, God.

Quentin.

Hold it.

Wake up.

Hold it.

Hold it.

Quentin. Sara.

Come on, let's go.

No, no. Other way. Other way.

Party's over.

Looks like we're about to start the party.

You might wanna get ready
to do last rites, Padre...

... or whatever it is you all do.

I can't believe you can't even do
a simple thing like stare at the street.

-You were supposed to be looking out.
-I was.

If you were, we wouldn't be sitting here, would we?

If you weren't greedy,
you would've been faster.

You are inefficient and unprofessional.

Think I didn't see you sneaking kisses?

I was a bride. That's what we do.

And don't play innocent with me.

I saw you sticking your tongue
down his throat.

What kind of a bride smells like a horse
and kisses like a chicken pecking corn?

I was a sad widow in need of comfort.

Well, for your information,
he said my kiss was perfect.

For your information, he said--

For your information,
I'm sick of you both fighting over kisses...

... when the future
of your country is at stake.

How did I ever fall for this?
You're not serious.

You're two silly girls playing
with the lives of thousands of people.

A spoiled brat and a farm hand.

You think people are gonna follow you?
You think you're changing history?

What was I thinking?

Throwing away my life and my career.
And for what?

You know what the saddest part is?

No one is gonna care,
nothing will have changed...

... because we're gonna be hanged!

I might not know who I am...

... but I know who I'm not.

And I'm not someone
who's gonna let her country down.

Governor, I have good news,
and I have bad news.

Now, the good news is that my people
were able to save a portion of the money.

We even had both bandidas in custody.

The bad news is your people freed them.

Mr. Jackson, I must apologize to you.

I never expected the situation
to become so unstable.

Your help has been invaluable.

But now I don't know what to do.
I'm hoping you have a solution.

You can rest assured Governor, the Capital Bank
and Trust of New York has a solution.

He said they're moving
the gold reserve to Texas.

What does it mean?

It means it's over. He figured it out.

-Figured what out?
-How to beat us.

He's not beating us, we're beating him.

Now we are strong enough
to take all the other banks.

So let him have the gold.

We'll have all the money.

Maria, the money is just paper.

It represents the value of the gold.

It's what the entire monetary system
is based on.

Without the gold, the paper has no value.

Then we should rob the gold.

Did I say something wrong?

-Shut that and lock it.
-Yeah, right away.

You know...

... this might be the last time
we get to talk.

Don't say that. It's bad luck.

I'm a superstitious peasant, remember?

No, you're a lot more than that.

You always know what you want,
and you always know what you feel.

I admire you, Maria.

You admire me?
How can you admire me?

All I know about is horses and chickens.

Well...

... now I also know
how to really give a good kiss.

It's been good to have you as a partner.

It's been good to have you as a friend.

You've taught me a lot
about how to care about people.

And you were a--

You were a beautiful widow.

Well, black, it's always a flattering color.

There's one more thing
I'd like to get off my chest.

This bloody corset.

It's been squeezing my gut
my whole life.

Thank you so much for making the effort.

Mr. Governor, it's not an effort,
it's an honor.

You wanted me here
to show our support for your plan.

Here I am.

Señorita Clarissa...

... thank you for gracing our journey
with your beauty.

I wish I could be better company,
but I'm so nervous about my Quentin.

-Is there any word?
-Mr. Jackson?

I wouldn't be surprised if, by the end of
this ride, your man was right back by your side.

-Really?
-Really.

Now if you'll excuse us, miss.
Gentlemen.

-Did you hear that, Daddy?
-Every word.

It's a sad state of affairs
when the wealth of my nation...

...must be protected
by another country.

Sir, let me assure you, you are acting
in the best interest of your people.

Governor, if you don't mind, I'd like
for you to review our security measures.

-Of course. Excuse me.
-Yes, yes, certainly.

Mr. Jackson, was my trip down here
really necessary?

Mr. Ashe...

...to get that gold released
to be put onboard this train...

...the governor needed
some show of confidence.

In order to catch those two
thieving women...

...I need that gold onboard.

Catch them?
What do you mean, catch them?

The walls have ears down here in Mexico,
so I whispered into them.

That gold is my bait.

And the fish are onboard,
I can guarantee you that.

-Good God, man.
-All we gotta do...

... is keep this train rolling up into Texas.

That's where our law will take effect.
They'll be hanged by sundown.

Hanging somebody without a fair trial
is not our law, Mr. Jackson.

Oh, it will be.
As soon as those two pop up.

There is no security out here,
Mr. Jackson.

Oh, but quite to the contrary, governor.

Indeed, there is.

Security for my old age.

Your gold.
Or, rather, should I say, my gold.

-I'm not following.
-No, sir, you're not.

-What is that?
-What do you think it is?

You'll probably end up
shooting one of us.

-Thank you for the vote of confidence.
-Just being realistic.

You, realistic? Please, that's a first.

-You shooting a gun, that's a first.
-Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Can we just stick
to robbing the train? Okay.

Well, if it don't smell like supper in here,
my damn nose is broke.

Oh, my, my. Is those black beans?

-Where's the governor?
-He's out stretching his legs.

What do you mean, stretching his legs?

-Well, I guess he fell off the train.
-Daddy?

-What's going on here?
-Look, Mr. Ashe.

We had 60 days
to get those railroads locked up.

When it became apparent to me that because of all the problems those two bitches have been causing...

... we were gonna lose
that window of opportunity, I decided...

...why not take advantage of the situation
while the situation was there to be taken advantage of?

-You're stealing the gold.
-Uh-huh. Yes, sir, I am.

-You stop this train right now.
-No, sir, I won't.

Mr. Jackson, I am not in the thieving business.
I will have no part of this.

I don't believe that any part of this
was ever offered to you.

-God.
-No one move.

-Hands up.
-Daddy.

Don't move.

Turn around.

-Are you okay?
-Now, see here.

I said, turn around.

You, drop the gun.

Boy, you two are sure playing
a losing hand here.

I got men all over this goddamn train.

Guess again.

-You won't get away with this shit.
-You're the one not getting away.

Killing and robbing our people
in the name of your bank. It's over.

-What is she talking about?
-He murdered my father.

You ain't got no proof of that.

We have fingerprints,
we have litmus paper.

We have a microscope.

What are you two going on about?

The scientific method.

Quentin?

-Quentin.
-What are you doing here?

What the hell are you doing here?

Get out of my way.

-Quentin.
-What are you doing? Come on, come on.

He shot you.

No hablo Spanish.

Goddamn it.

Hey, where are you going?
You're gonna let him get away.

-You think he's dead?
-lf he's not, he will be.

-Maybe we should hold him for the law.
-What are you talking about? He killed your father.

I know.

I wanna kill him, I dream of killing him.

But if I do,
that makes me no better than him.

Maria...

... I don't think I can kill a man.

Me neither.

-But I'm going to anyway.
-Maybe just wound him.

Think this is gonna give me
a bad reputation?

-Shooting people?
-No...

... I think it would just add
to your legend.

I have a legend?

Of course we do.

Always count your bullets.

He was enlisted to help us uncover
the real bandido.

-He helped fix our country.
-So we honor him...

... for bravery above and beyond
the call of duty...

... and for the service he has done
for the people of Mexico.

And for helping to bring
our people together.

I'm gonna miss you.

I'm going to miss you.

Quentin, I, too, wish to express
my appreciation. Now, if you please...

... get on the train.

I, er...

... better go.

Oh, Quentin.
I can't believe you made it all work out.

I'm so happy.

She's not a very good kisser.

Well, she is.

But you're much better. Much better.

I can't believe the way
he was teasing her.

So insincere, such a liar.

Telling me my kiss was perfect,
then telling you.

I'm sure he's telling her the same thing.

What do you think?

-Sara.
-What?

Don't you think it's obvious
that he doesn't love her?

Is that why you woke me up?

I was finally having such a nice sleep.

At least you can sleep. I never
had trouble sleeping before I met you.

Now I can't stop thinking.

You should be very grateful
that now your brain is thinking.

Would you please be quiet
so I can at least enjoy the sunset?

You've never seen a sunset before?

It's just that this sunset reminds me...

...of a particularly beautiful one
I saw in Cádiz.

-Where is that?
-Cádiz?

In Europe.

-Can I ask you one more thing?
-One more.

How are the banks in Europe?

Bigger.