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VENGEANCE IS MINE

HERMITAGE OF ST. TOMAS

John Forest! You don't scare me.

Come out! You hear me? Come out here!

You two go around the other side. Quick!

Black, you come with me.

Come out, Forest! I'm not afraid.

Come out, damn youl!

Look, he's already reserved our places for us.

Planning to keep us warm, ready for hell.

You crow!

You've shut yourself in a cage, you dirty vulture!

Farewell, jackal!

You spared the gravedigger a job.

You didn't expect it to be bulletproof, huh?

I'm sorry. You were really unlucky there.

Hey!

Isn't anybody around here wearing a star?

Hey, Grandpa.

Is everybody dead in this place?

Everybody. Until the sun goes down.

| have four friends with me. People who stink when it's hot.

Where's the marshal?

Why don't you just open your eyes, son?

I'm sorry.

They don't give the star to minors where | come from.

The others went to kill the Yankees.

Even though there's so many nice folk around here to Kkill!

Ah, Will Rogers! Bravo, Will.

You beat your father. 1,000 dollars.

He only got to 800, you know that?

Well, with inflation it amounts to the same thing.

Oh, old Black!

Ah! And Fred Sling!

When he was only this tall, he used to play tricks on me

because | was too old to run after him and beat him.

Oh, that's life.

Sooner or later, you all have to die. Oh, yes!

Ooh, Sefor Gongalvez! That's the biggest fish!

So...

1,000, 1,000, 1,000, 2,000.

- That's, that's... - That's 5,000 dollars, Marshal.

Ah, you're good at math!

If you make me work in this heat, | won't make it to old age. Oh, no.

There's somewhere we can go to cool down, right?

Sure, over there in my office.

There's a bottle of whiskey underneath my table.

Wait for me there.

I'll go to the bank and get the loot. Oh, yes!

Alright, Grandpa.

Deserter, thief and blackmailer.

I'll give you a copy since you're interested in him.

And here's your money.

If you bring him in alive, there's ten years of hard labor waiting for him.

He'd be better off if you deliver him dead.

He's somewhere near here. Running around with Jurago.

If | was fifty years younger,

| swear I'd jump on my horse and bang-bang!

Two shots for 6,000 dollars isn't bad at all.

In my time, the state wasn't that generous.

With the bounty for one guy like that,

you couldn't even afford a woman for a night.

Hey! Are you listening?

Hey!

This court finds John Forest guilty of murder,

but given the extenuating circumstances

where the accused acted in anger

after learning that he was illegitimate,

sentences him fo ten years in prison.

- Bastard! - Leave him, Clint!

| was in the wrong. It's not his fault.

"Bastard"... what does that mean, Clint?

It means that you're not a Forest.

And that this is not your home.

I'll leave.

- John! Wait! - Leave him!

Get out of herel

And don't ever come back!

This is all mine! Minel

- Bastard! - Clint!

Damn youl!

When I'm back, we'll settle this.

| don't know what they told you, but to me, you're both my sons.

- John! - Let him go!

Let him go! He's not your son!

Stop!

Don't go after him!

I'm your son!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop...

Stop...

It was you.

It was youl!

You killed my father.

You killed my father.

Bastard!

This bastard killed my father!

He killed my father!

Give me that rifle, John.

Hey, you, what's gotten into you?

Where are you going?

Hey, wait!

John?

John!

Annie.

Oh, John. John...

Darling, you've come back at last.

If you only knew how long | waited for you.

But now... now you're here.

How's the little one?

He talks about you all the time.

Yesterday he asked me if you were his father.

He's a child, John.

His father left us when he was only two years old.

He can't remember him.

One day he'll have to find out.

It's only right.

To us, his father's been dead for a long time.

| know.

But even though we try to forget it, the past is like an old wound.

And wounds keep coming back to hurt us.

Are you talking...

...about you

or about me?

Both of us.

John.

| know everything, you know.

Everything you didn't want to tell me.

| don't want to talk about it.

Sometimes you seem so far away from me,

asif...

as if your memories carry you away all of a sudden.

Stop it, Annie!

A medical officer from your town came by here.

He had some news for you.

When did he come by?

The other day.

He told me about your arrest and about that girl.

I'm begging you, John.

I've never asked you for anything.

| care about you. Stay here forever and forget about everything.

Hate and pain don't ever let you forget.

She couldn't wait for you, John.

| love you, even though you don't love me.

Whenever you want me, I'll be here.

And I'll make sure you forget her, you'll see.

You always do, Annie.

At least for a little while.

| know.

Life dealt bad cards to both of us.

And | don't want to lose the little bit that's left for me.

It's too late to start over.

Where was the medical officer heading?

He said he was going to Albuquerque.

Look at this misery.

General Simley and his rangers are on the run.

If it goes on like this, my saloon will be full of Yankees in a few days.

May | have a quick drink?

You can come in.

Swab.

I'll going to hurt you.

But you'll be back in the saddle in a week's time.

The last time | saw you, you said you'd stop being a doctor.

But | see you didn't keep to your word.

We say so many words

but we always end up doing the same thing.

It's better that way. It makes life easier.

- Some disinfectant? - Sure.

We all need some.

Who told you that you'd find me here?

Come on, Jim.

Tell me what you have to tell me.

You saw that woman, right?

It's about your mother. She's dead.

If it's any consolation, she didn't suffer, John.

When she realized it was the end, she told me to look for you.

And to ask you to forgive her and your brother.

| know what you're going through. And she knew it, too.

But she wanted me to tell you this.

Both of you were her sons.

Trying to save Clint made her poor.

But she didn't succeed.

She wants you to try.

I'm already looking for him.

Your mother told me that Clint will have to pay.

But not with his death.

And that only you can confront him without killing him.

Sure...

| can get myself killed.

Sometimes, death is salvation.

| know that very well.

But what your mother meant was this...

If you end up face to face with Clint one day,

don't be the one who shoots first.

Is the surprise for our friends ready?

It's all ready, Jurago.

Down, you scoundrels!

Go ahead, quick! You two, go with them!

We'll try to attack them from behind.

You too, Pancho.

Come on, boys! There's 100,000 dollars in there.

Gold for the fatherland.

Hey, amigos.

Who said that we're your friends?

Alright, Clint, you go that way.

And remember, the world is small enough for one traitor.

Good luck, friends.

See you in Albuquerque.

Sons of bitches!

We've been played.

Look, Jurago!

Damn them!

Let's go after them!

The gold! They left it behind!

Pancho... always an idiot.

Clint has the gold.

He'll climb up the canyon again for sure.

Come on!

What are you doing here?

Who are you?

Someone who kills guys like you.

I, on the other hand, usually kill idiots.

Maybe | can make an exception for you.

I'm looking for a man. Brown hair and the face of a scoundrel.

- He must have come by here. - Yes, indeed.

He went that way, to the left.

Keep going with your gravedigging work.

This way, to the right!

It never pays to tell the truth.

No one believes you anyway.

Just a second!

To our poor old fatherland...

...that's dying.

And so are we.

And I'm dying to sleep!

Tonight, the drinks are all on me.

Hey, bring us something to drink!

What are you ashamed of, honey?

I'm not a working girl, you know.

In Phoenix | was a starlet. What do you think of that?

This damned war!

Hurry up, starlet. | don't like waiting.

Me neither.

Nevertheless, | waited ten years.

Stay calm if you don't want to get into trouble.

John...

John!

- Strike me dead! - Don't ask me twice, brother.

| might grant your wish.

John, my good brother.

Listen, John.

Call me a liar, but | really am happy to see you again.

I'm not.

Come on, John.

So much time has passed. I've changed.

| was still a boy back then.

| hurt you because | envied you.

- | wanted to be like you. - Our mother's dead.

That's not true.

You're a liar!

She's dead.

Shoot me!

Shoot me!

Let's end this once and for all.

I'd like to do that.

But her last thought was for you.

She said | mustn't kill you.

Why did you come here, then?

You just came to see me suffer, didn't you?

Bastard! Go away!

Go away! Get out of herel

Let's go. Jurago and the others are on your trail.

They may be here already.

They've got me, right?

They would have caught you

if | hadn't sent them the wrong way at the canyon.

They want you dead.

It's your choice.

That's his horse.

You and Gil come with me.

You guys surround the house, but be careful.

Those soldiers might recognize us.

Let's goin.

Where did that pig go?

They both left. They even took the carpet with them.

The guy with the carpet.

That son of a bitch who sent me the wrong way earlier!

Hey, hey! Untie me!

The man with the carpet! That coward Clint was inside it!

Quick, let's go after him!

| don't think they buy carpets anymore in this town, John.

Hey, welcome back, my friend.

You're just the person | was looking for, Marshal.

I'll drop dead before I've finished my whiskey

if this isn't the one worth 1,000 dollars!

Exactly, Marshal. | brought him here alive.

Put him inside and give me my money.

This war doesn't spare anybody.

Put a bullet between his eyes and say good night.

This time the reward for your work is glory, son.

What does that mean, Marshal?

The state owes me 1,000 dollars.

The state doesn't exist anymore, son. We lost the warr.

Look, when he's finished laughing, kill him and go away.

Yes...

Everybody's leaving, but you're staying, Marshal.

Well, Grandpa's too old for that kind of trip.

Besides, | promised the owner of the saloon

that | won't leave a drop of whiskey for the Yankees.

| told you carpets aren't worth a cent in this town anymore.

We'll stay here tonight.

Here, this'll give you some good ideas.

Thanks. You should have the best ideas by now, right?

John! What are you up to?

Oh, don't be stupid.

Nobody will give you a cent for my skin now.

There are some things we do willingly, even for free.

John! Don't leave me in here.

Let me out!

Let me out!

Damned bastard!

You called me that back then.

John, let me out.

John!

If you let me out, I'll give you 10,000 dollars in gold.

20,000 dollars.

20,000 damned dollars in gold!

Twenty times my bounty!

You can't let me starve to death in here!

John!

I'm here, Clint.

You owe me ten years in prison.

That's the only thing you have to pay me back for.

Good night.

You scoundrel.

You scoundrel.

Scoundrel!

Scoundrel...

Yes, sir, another sip

And l'll feel like a king

With a kingdom of bofttles for me

/ want to sing and then another sip

A song and drinking up this bottle

Yes, sir, another sip

And l'll feel like a king

| was told the Yankees wore blue.

Oh... Ah, you're no Yankee.

You're the one worth 5,000 dollars!

Yes!

The next one is for your head.

I'm sure it'll sound the same.

I'm looking for Clint Forest.

What do you want with him, son?

To fill him with lead.

Talk or I'll start with you.

Will you stop playing with that handkerchief!

- So, where is he? - In jail.

- Did you put him in there? - No, a madman.

Come on, take me to him.

- | see you like... - Goon!

We have company!

Everybody take cover! Surround the jail!

Open up!

Open up. What's going on?

Friends of yours. The same ones.

You must mean a lot to them.

No, but the gold | stole from them does.

Hey, you, whoever you are!

We only want Clint Forest!

Send him out and you're free to do whatever you want.

John, let's stick together. Half the gold is yours.

Go away! Clint Forest is mine!

Don't be an idiot, gravedigger! Hand him over and beat it!

Very generous of you, Jurago.

That's the first time that 5,000 dollars wants to be snapped up!

Watch out, John!

Catch!

Take these.

That old idiot taught us something.

Let's try them out.

Cheers, Clint!

Watch out, Clint.

A bad choice, | know.

He hated me much less than you do.

Never mind.

Maybe another time.

| counted the shots.

A little precaution.

And now? What do you want to do?

| don't know.

One thing's for sure.

Ten years in jail would have done you good.

What now?

| know where we should go.

There's 100,000 dollars waiting to be shared.

That's stolen gold.

What difference does it make?

All gold has been stolen at least once.

If | hadn't taken it, who knows?

Maybe Jurago would have taken it, or the Yankees.

It's your loss.

| tried.

Go your own way.

I'll say goodbye.

Clint!

| have a gun and it's loaded.

You'll never have the guts to kill me.

I'll kill your horse.

I'll truss you up like a chicken and make you walk all the way.

Where to?

Where | can find a sheriff who'll pay me the 1,000-dollar bounty

and lock you up in jail.

Damned bastard!

Yeah. Yeah...

Looks like Jurago got here first. But it didn't go well for him.

There's a foul stench here.

Clint teamed up with someone and cleaned the place out.

- But he can't have gone far. - Let's go.

Yeah, come on.

Let me go and get the gold. We're close now.

We'll split it in half like good brothers,

then I'll get on my horse and you'll never see me again.

Would you be able to keep your promise?

This morning in Albuquerque | saved yourr life.

Alright.

But on one condition.

I'll go with you to the border.

Sure, John. If you want to go to all that trouble, | don't mind.

Put it on my horse, it's safer there.

Where are you going? That way takes you back.

Mexico is in this direction.

Dirty bastard.

Annie.

What happened?

Everybody...

Everybody left.

We...

We wanted to stay.

Then...

Then there was a fight.

This damned war.

No... No... No...

Ricky's mine. He's mine. Mine.

Come away and stay with me, forever.

My gun is enough, Clint.

Don't tell me you want to bring that woman with us.

We've only got two horses and the boxes are heavy.

All three of us are going, tomorrow at dawn.

At this pace we'll get caught.

| can already smell the Yankees' stench.

Get off of the horse, Clint. It's your turn.

Who are they? Old friends?

| don't like the way they looked at us.

We're there. Down there, beyond the hills, that's El Paso.

Let's share the gold now.

No. We won't share it until we've crossed the border.

| think there's still a market here for carpets.

Come on, we've made a deal. Remember that.

You don't want to break your promise.

I'm going to Mexico.

And I'm never coming back.

Let's stop here for now. We'll cross the border tonight.

Hey, keep an eye on the horses.

We were defeated at Albuquerque. Canby and his men are advancing.

If it carries on like this, we'll lose the Apache Canyon mines.

Do you happen to have any rooms?

| would if the soldiers hadn't requisitioned them.

War only brings trouble.

But you must have at least one. Yours.

Sure, of course. If you're happy with that.

Good. Take us there now. We're tired.

Yes, sefor.

Come.

- This is where | sleep. Be my guest. - That's great.

It will be perfect for us.

Go with them. I'll be right back.

What's in there?

It must be heavy, right? Your horse looks very tired.

Stones. Stones from my country.

| always bring them with me, to remind me.

- Bye. - Bye.

I've been thinking a lot, brother.

| think we're about to split up,

and we may not see each other again after tomorrow.

I've been unfair in the past.

But | also think

that half the gold would be too much for you.

Sure, Clint.

That was to be expected, too.

Stop playing the hero.

You've been naive.

This is proof that | didn't want to bag your share.

Let's share the gold and get out of here.

You're the naive one, Clint.

| gave you one last chance to save yourself.

These jackals know very well that you were trying to run away.

What kind of game is this supposed to be?

That's enough.

Where's the gold?

Talk.

Coward!

You wanted to lose, Clint. The gold's hidden.

After I'd crossed the border with you,

I'd have come back to return it.

Where's the gold? Talk.

Or I'll kill you.

You don't know me very well if you think I'll talk.

Just a moment.

We have a classic case here, don't you think, Gary?

A man knows where there's a nice pile of dollars,

but he doesn't want to talk.

Let us take care of it.

He'll beg you to stop.

But it means another quarter of your share is ours now.

As you can see, the jackals are increasing their demands.

I'll make you talk.

You'll have to search your brain for the words.

For the last time, John,

talk...

and we'll let you go.

You could still save yourself, Clint, and get across the border.

But if you stick with them...

...it'll be your downfall.

Go on, Jack!

John!

Annie...

- Oh, John. - Annie...

Damn you...

Damn youl!

Bear in mind that we have a flawless system for making him talk.

Stop! What are you doing?

We use a special treatment for the ladies.

I'll kill her if you don't tell me where you hid the gold.

I'll talk.

I'll tell you everything.

Go on, brother.

I'm all ears.

| buried it in Albuquerque.

Close to Annie's house, while you were asleep.

Then he must lead us to the place.

He could be playing a trick on us.

Right.

We'll take the woman, too. If he's lying...

So, where is it?

Free Annie...

...and let her go.

It'll be here. They've even put up a sign.

Ricky!

Oh, Ricky...

Filthy vermin, you'll be sorry you were ever born!

Stop!

He still has to tell us where the gold is.

Come on, movel!

Get up!

Come on!

Tell me where the gold is.

You'll let her go, won't you, Clint?

I've already let her go.

She's here because she wants to stay.

Well?

Annie.

Take your horse and go.

The Yankees are a few miles from here.

There's a creek down there.

| buried it there.

At last.

Gary's got a bullet in his leg.

I'll have to take him with me.

I'm leaving you a quarter of your original share.

Which means what?

How much is left for me?

You work it out.

I'm not good with numbers.

Come on. Give me the gold.

It worked out well for you, Clint.

I'd have sworn he wanted it all.

The deal was a third each.

A third for each one in Albuquerque.

But you wanted to play the wise guy.

No games, Clint.

Come on. Let's go.

Annie, why didn't you leave?

You're all | have left. | couldn't leave you.

Stop all this fooling around!

You get out of here if you don't want any more trouble.

You coward!

You said you'd let us go.

Only an idiot turns his back on his enemy.

You can't kill your brother.

Get on the horse

and go as far away as you can!

Run, John!

You... You should have left, John.

This...

...will cost you dearly.

Annie... Annie...

Can you hear me?

There's a knife near you.

Annie...

Annie!

Annie...

Annie... Annie! Annie!

Yes...

Farewell, Annie. | swear I'll kill him.

I'll kill him, Annie.

Annie...

Jack, I'm begging you. I'll give you my share of the gold.

But don't let me die here.

Take me to a doctor, Jack. I'm begging you!

Do you hear him?

Gary the Terrible.

The Terror of Colorado begging like a child.

You wanted to hurt your friend Jack?

That's too bad, Gary.

Too bad.

So no doctor.

Can't we get out of this place?

It's filthy and grim.

You're right.

It stinks like the dead and the dying.

Take me away from here!

Cowards! Vermin!

Take me away, damn youl!

Let's take Gary's horse as well.

He won't need it anymore.

We might as well kill him.

You're right.

After all, he is a friend.

It's safer that way.

No...

Go to hell, Gary.

Maybe he doesn't know the way, Jack.

Jack?

Jack!

Jack! Jack!

Come out!

Jack, you damned idiot!

Come out and we'll take the horses!

Come out, Jack!

Where are you running to, Clint?

Hell's over here.

Shoot, Clint.

Shoot!

Shoot, Clint!

No!

| don't want to anymore!

John...

Take me...

...home.

| want to go to our mother.

Please...

John, please...

It's all over, Clint.

Yes, we're going home.

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