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(BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Awful soft dirt in here. Make
sure you shore it up good.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

It's like working inside
a cow down here.

Una vaca plata that is
going to pay off my ranch.

(LAUGHS) Your ranch.

VICTOR: You know,
it's like a woman.

It's all you
ever talk about.

Meanwhile, she's taking
all your money.

And you, you spend all of
your money on whiskey.

But you're going to miss me soon.
(LOVV GROVVL)

(VICTOR GRUNTING IN PAIN)

Victor?

(WATER DRIPPING)

Victor? Ugh! (COUGHS)

Victor?

Jefe. Jefe!

Jefe, Victor is gone.

What do you
mean, "gone"?

We were working
the face.

I know he couldn't
have got past me.

But now he's 'gust gone.
(CREATURE GROWUNG)

(SC REAM I N G)
Jefe! Jefe!

(SCREAMING)

Damn it!

(ALL SHOUTING)

MINER: Juan! Where are ya?

(CREATURE GROWLING)

(MEN SCREAMING)

(HORSES NEIGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

So many people leaving.

Is everyone rejecting us?

No, Fu Yien, we're sure.

They are leaving because
the mine is closed.

Maybe we need
a different name.

Perhaps it was not
the best choice, huh?

Maybe not.

Son.

WOMAN: Juan Padilla,

you've been looking at that hat for
a month. Buy it or don't buy it.

No, no,
I can't afford it.

You take it on credit,
pay us later.

(EXCLAIMS)
No credit!

Stan Kelton is leaving.
Loading up his wagon.

Stan, too? Now we're a
town without a blacksmith.

It'll end up
as a ghost town

if that mine
doesn't re-open.

If everybody leaves,
who will buy our things?

No one.

And we'll go
back to China.

Only way you going
back to China

is if you learn
how to swim.

What does I Ching say?

"Expect arrival of
great conqueror."

(KEYS CLICKING)

The mine will
not stay closed.

That ore is turning
out 100 ounces to the ton.

Two hundred,
my friend.

Two hundred? Well, nobody is walking
away from riches like that.

Nobody!

Well, if you saw what I saw,
you might walk away.

You never really told us
what you saw.

I saw nothing,

but the "nothing," it was worse
than anything I have ever seen.

You're not thinking
of pulling out, too?

No, I cannot do that.

I would lose everything,
like you.

Like all of us.

Listen!
It's about the mine.

The owner of
the mine is coming.

All the way
from Philadelphia.

He say, "Low profit
from mine unacceptable.

"Proceeding with
all dispatch.

"Will take matters
into hand personally."

Sign, Hiram Gummer.

That's a real
$2 name.

I'll wager he gets
this thing solved

faster than a bee with
a horse on its tail.

Betyou!

(HORSE NEIGHING)

MAN: Yeah, see you later now!

(STAGECOACH APPROACHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

The stage is coming!
It's coming!

Tecopa, Ms. Christine,
the stage! It's coming!

What do you think helookshke?
TECOPA: He's probably fat.

Rich people
are always fat.

WOMAN 1: Oh, my word.

MAN: Anybody in there? WOMAN
2; It's full of luggage.

(ALL CLAMORING)

WOMAN 2: It's about time.
WOMAN 3: Indeed it is.

MAN: Pardon me, ma'am.
WOMAN 2: Let me in there.

WOMAN 3: Can't wait to get
out of this place.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
No one got out.

Mr. Hiram Gummer?

I am he.

I am (SAYS NAME IN MANDARIN)
Pyong Chang.

This is my market.

You're not very fat. Quiet.
(SPEAKS MAN DARIN)

(EXCLAIMS) You must have enough money
to burn a wet mule, huh? (LAUGHS)

Mr. Gummer,
I'm Christine Lord.

Proprietress of
the local hotel.

Well, you're lovelier
than Fifth Avenue in Spring.

Welcome to Rejection.

Aptly named,
it would seem.

I'm here to see
one Andrew Beckwith,

to whom I've sent three
communiques, all unanswered.

I want to speak
to him forthwith.

That might prove to be
a little difficult.

Why? Where is he?

On that. The last
stage out of here.

What?

(CHUCKLES)

That's just dandy.
The last?

CHRISTINE: Too few passengers.

You see, the mine closed
several weeks ago.

That is why you're
here, isn't it?

Closed?
The mine closed?

I feel I've not been privy to
critical, most needful information.

You don't know what
happens at the mine?

Seventeen miners
were killed in one day.

The workers
abandonedit

Seventeen? What
on earth happened?

No one knows.

Must you speak
in riddles?

The only person who could answer
that question is Juan Pedilla.

Then I should like to speak
with him straight away.

Well, he's out
riding his land.

We expect him
back shortly.

Please, you must be tired
from your traveling.

Won't you let me
show you to the hotel?

Oh, very well.

Come, come. I'll need
assistance with my kit.

(GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

This is our bank.
Closed, of course.

Our blacksmith,
also closed.

And our post office.
Closed.

Of course. Quite the
bustling metropolis.

(SNIGGERS)

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
"Great conqueror."

And this is
my hotel, welcome.

Right this way.

Hmm...

An impressive arsenal.
Are you a collector?

The miners came West
to strike it rich.

When it came time
to settle their bills,

many of them had
only their firearms left.

Now I collect
payments daily.

Nonsense.
Just keep a running tab.

Your man is
rather impudent.

Tecopa is not my man.
He is my friend.

But this is a tent.

Yes. You're quite observant.
Which one would you like?

This one right here.

Dandy. And what time
will luncheon be served?

Well, since the mine
has closed,

the supply wagons
have stopped,

so our menu's
a bit limited.

I could fix you
a pot of beans.

(SIGHS)

Nonsense.
Surely you have flour,

molasses and ginger.

I should like a ginger bread oake.
Yes, that should do nicely.

Do you want me
to strangle him?

(SIGHS) No.
We need him.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Delightful music
and a passable meal,

which I should like
to end with an aperitif.

Wouldn't we all?

Fu Yien, would you like that
last piece of gingerbread?

Yes.

Then go to my small
carpet bag, the blue one,

and fetch my bottle of peach brandy.
Yes, sir.

(CHUCKLES)

(STOPS PLAYING)

What happened to
the ginger bread?

I ate it, of course.

But I thought you said
I could have...

A word of advice,
young man.

Anyone can be taken advantage
of, and if you can, do.

That is terrible advice
to give a child.

Someone needs to teach the
boy the ways of the world.

I assure you,
he knows them.

Juan's here. He's over at the store.
"Juan"?

Juan Pedilla.
The miner.

Oh, yes, yes.

JUAN: No, no, no, no. The mine
is not played out. Not at all.

There is plenty
more silver in there.

It's just no one wants
to go in and get it.

Seven more men go up since accident.
None come back.

My ancestors talked of spirit beasts
that live inside those mountains.

"Spirit beasts"?

Beasts from the underworld.

Blind to all,
but killing.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)

Have you all taken leave
ofyoursenses?

Juan, I want you to gather up
the remaining miners.

Hunt down whatever
is doing this.

And fill 'em full
of more holes

than a cabbage leaf
in a hail storm.

Precisely.
JUAN: Sefior Gummer,

there are some miners
still camped north of town.

Now, I can go
and talk to them,

but they are not going to go
back there unless you pay them.

Maybe even double wages.

Pay them?
To earn their own jobs back?

Sefior, I'm just telling you,
they are scared.

(SIGHS)

Very well.

To ensure that my resources
are not being squandered

by this cabal of hooligans,
I shall accompany you myself.

First thing in the morning.

OLD FRED: Now you're talking.

What kind of gun
did you bring, eh?

Bet you it's big and fancy.

I don't own a firearm.

Yes?

This is the Wild West,
Mr. Gummer.

You don't read
the dime novels?

You see a bad guy,
you gotta smoke 'em up.

SefiorGummer,
your horse is ready.

SefiorGummer.

Good morning.

Uh,sefior
it is a hard day's ride

over very rough country.

Well, this is the cross-country model.
The horse can carry my kit.

Off we go!

Deplorable road conditions.

Uh.

Oh. No, no, I'd like some, uh...

Maybe just... Thank you.
Ah, very good.

(GRUNTS)

(LAUGHS) Yeah, I haven't
been on a horse since I...

Since my sixth
birthday party.

No, actually,
that was a camel.

Oh, whoa. (CHUCKLES)

FU: Mr. Gummer!
Yes?

This is for you.
Oh, I beg your pardon.

This is the Wild West.
Never go unarmed.

(STAMMERS) Well, no, indeed.

Thank you, son,
thank you.

You really think he is
a great conqueror?

Only if he can ride a camel
better than he can ride a horse.

Let's not judge
yet, Tecopa.

He's the only chance we have.
Hmm.

Howdy, gents.

This is our army?

These are the only
ones willing to go.

(SIGHS)

All the better. No need to
waste my money on cowards.

Men, this is the patrén,
Mr. Hiram Gummer.

These are
the Walter brothers,

Brick and Stony.
HIRAM: Uh-huh.

This is Big Horse Johnson.
HIRAM: Mr. Johnson.

And this is Soggy.

Soggy-

Indeed.

Well, in you go.

And what?

And report back to me.

Oh, very well.

As none of you possess
sufficient leadership skills,

I shall supervise
the endeavor myself.

Juan.

Vémonos.

MANI Wait. JUAN: Ah, that was Jefe.
Our foreman.

My hat. (GROANING IN DISGUST)

(GROANING)

Here.

He ain't gonna need it.

Try it on.

Thank you, Jefe.

Oh, my-

This is the end of the mine,
where Victor was.

Well, we're still alive.

Whatever attacked you,
it would seem to be gone.

Gentlemen, I declare this
mine perfectly safe.

Dang right. Ain't nothin'
in there but ghosts.

You don't need to pay them no wages.
(LAUGHS)

I pray that
we are correct.

(HORSE NEIGHING)

Well, sun's gettin' low.
Might as well set up camp.

We can't camp here.

I need trees.

(CAMPFIRE CRACKLING)

(BOTHLAUGH)

It's better for the posture.

(SPITS)

(PLAYING OUT OF TUNE)

Oh, damn. You gonna start
torturing that thing?

Helps me sleep.

And the horses like it, too.

Well, go play it for them.

Ain't my fault
you lack a musical ear.

(SOGGY PLAYING ACCORDION)

How soon do you think
you can re-open the mine?

Post haste.

The sooner the better.

Good.

Because I need to keep working if
I don't want to lose my ranch.

I thought you were
a miner.

Well, lam a miner,

but my father always dreamed of
having a ranch for us one day.

And?

He was killed in a cave-in
when I was a boy.

Uh, my mother, she moved us from
mining camp to mining camp.

They always need a woman

to do the laundry
and the cooking.

I've been without
my cook for weeks.

You always had everything,
didn't you?

Several of everything.

I'd just like to get
one of something.

(SUDDEN CRASH)
(MUSIC STOPS)

What on earth?

(GASPS)

(SNUFFLING)

(HORSE WHINNYING)

Oh, damn, we'll be hours
finding them horses.

S0993', you sorry sack!

I'm gonna
pound you blue!

Easy, easy, everybody.

You pound him,
Brick! (LAUGHS)

He's always fartin' around.

(LAUGHS)

Where the hell are you?

It won't do you
no good hidin'!

Céllate.

Do you hear that?

BRICK: Soggy, the longer I'm
lookin', the madder I get!

(BRICK SCREAMS)

HIRAM: Good Lord, what?
Tarnation!

(BRICK SCREAMING)

Brick! You all right?

Stony! Don't you go
shooting blind out there!

STONYI Brick!

Well, where is he?

Don't know!
He ain't out there!

(HORSES SNORTING)

Who's that?

Who's over there?
We've got guns over here.

(CREATURE SHRIEKING)

(GASPS)
(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING IN ANGUISH)

What... What...
What in God's name?

(CREATURES CHATTERING)

(TEAPOT WHISTLING)

(FEARFUL SCREAMING)

You gotta shoot faster!
Kill it, man!

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION)

We've got to get up somewhere!
Where?

Over on that rock!

(CREATURE SHRIEKS)

(CREATURE SCREAMS)

JUAN: SefiorGummer! Over here on the rock!
On the rock!

(GRUNTING)

Big Horse! Over here! You
gotta get off the ground!

(RUMBLING)

Big Horse!
Here!

JUAN: No! Big Horse,
you can't shoot it!

HIRAM: This way,
man! Quickly!

JUAN: Get on the rock!

(BIG HORSE SCREAMING)

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

Good heaven.

(GROANS) What
a dreadful odor.

I smelled it in the
mine, it was them.

They came up
through the soft dirt.

At least it can't
penetrate rock.

HIRAM: It has no eyes.

How did they find us?

(CREATURE SHRIEKS)
(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

It's the sound.

Every time we made a sound,
even your teapot.

That's how they hunt.

We can't just stay here.

These foothills
are made of rock.

We can walk on them almost all
the way back to Rejection.

Walk?

Well, unless you can fly.

(GRUNTING)

Tecopa. What are you doing?

Diggin' a spot for a flagpole.
A flagpole?

Does it concern you that Nevada
hasn't yet adopted a flag?

We will one day,
and I'll be ready.

(LAUGHS)

They're back! They're back! It's
Juan and Mr. Gummer! They're back!

HIRAM: I'd have walked
twice that far to get away.

Those are the most savagerous
beasts I've ever seen!

Well, didn't you
let loose?

Let fly? Barrels blazing?

Old Fred,
you don't understand.

When they're not underground,
they're flying.

Very fast.

Tu-Long. Dragons.
Dirt dragons.

We never had
them in China.

Big Horse, Juan, they tried
to shoot them, but couldn't.

You'd have to be
an unparalleled shootist.

But wait, that's it.

A telegram, we must send
a telegram immediately.

Let me do it.
I know how.

Here. "Wanted.
Gun fighter.

"Town of Rejection,
Nevada,

"seeks experienced,
quick-draw artist,

"calm in face
ofdangen

"Salary, negotiable."

New, send that to the
Territorial Enterprise,

the Denver Post
and the Wichita Eagle.

You're going to hire
a gunfighter?

Bien, bien, bien. I think
that is a good idea.

But is it wise? A gunfighter's
usually mean, wild.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
Drink, shoot inside house.

But we need
someone with fortitude.

Someone with a little
sand in their craw.

Exaofly. Someone who is proficient
with firearms, who can...

Shoot the nuts off a
squirrel at 100 paces.

Thank you.
Someone like Doc Holiday.

Except one that ain't dead.

Doc Holiday's dead?

Okay! It's done!

Now, we wait.

Handsome, no?

Oh, very.

It's me.

Very few men have
statues of themselves.

A cigar store Indian?

Oh, a salesman
gave that to me

when he couldn't
pay his bill.

Well, it could be me.

Mr. Gummer,
I fixed your wheel.

Impossible,
it's a complete loss.

Nope.

Well, my, my, that's...

Remarkable. Thank you.
Thank you very much.

That will be $5, please.

Five? Now listen here.

No workman would dare ask
more than two bits.

I'm the only
wheel-fixer in town.

No one else
'til Carson City.

But that's highway robbery.

A word of advice,
Mr. Gummer.

Anyone can be taken advantage of.
And if you can, do.

Fu Yien,

I'm a trifle short of cash at present.
May we barter instead?

For services rendered,
you may have the bicycle.

It's yours. I'm becoming
quite the expert horseman.

Dandy,
Mr. Gummer!

There you go.

No. Ok, here, here, here. I'll steady you.
Now, get your balance.

Now, when I push, press the pedals
and keep the front wheel straight.

Ready? Off you go.

Not 'oath.!

Not bad at all.

(STEAM WHISTLE BLOWING)

How long is this
bedlam to last?

Oh, a few more days.
We're deepening our well.

You know, we're quite
proud of our engine.

It's going to run our electric
lights for us one day.

If you can abide
the racket.

Well, the work would
go faster if you'd help.

A man of my means doesn't
engage in physical labor.

Which brings us

to your bill.

You're running
a tab.

In point of fact,
I didn't agree to that.

Mrs. Lord, in any civilized place,
my name alone is, quite sufficient.

Well, out here in the rough and
tumble West, we tend to use cash.

Now, that is a $20 gold piece
on your watch fob, isn't it?

And the watch itself
is gold, of course?

And the cufflinks?
Genuine diamonds?

Are you proposing
that I barter with you,

as I would some street vendor in Calcutta?
Don't be absurd.

You will run a proper
tab until this,

pathetic town
has a proper bank

to which I can wire funds.

(SCOFFS)

(ENGINES ROARING)

Here now.
What is going on?

Why aren't you
riding that wheel?

No time.
I'm working.

You men,
you'll take forever.

Using a boy to do
a man's work.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
Very narrow down there.

He's the only one small
enough to widen it.

(STAMMERS) Well...

Well, the moment
it is wide enough,

I expect to see one of you
down there in his place.

And he back
on that bicycle.

Uh, Mrs. Lord, I should
like to apologize.

The truth is

my coin, watch and cufflinks
are all I own in the world.

I beg your pardon?

My father, in his
final demented days,

sold all his holdings and invested
everything, the entire family fortune,

in a certain silver mine.

I see.

I was rude earlier.
I apologize.

Once I get
the mine running,

I'll pay my bill in full and be
on the first stage out of here.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

As Old Fred would say,
that's a real gully washer.

Don't look at me. I had
nothing to do with it.

(LAUGHS)

I hope Old Fred made it to the
muling station before this hit.

Yesterday a desert.
Today a monsoon.

Once I re-open
the mine,

the whole town
will prosper.

You'll be able to afford
whatever your hearts desire.

(THUNDER CONTINUES CLAPPING) And what is
it that your heart desires, Mr. Gummer?

To return to
the life I had.

To wake up every
morning and wonder,

"What will I spend
my money on today?"

CHRISTINE:
A curious philosophy.

I would venture that it matters
not how you spend your money,

but how you
spend your life.

(SOFTLY) Mr. Gummer.

Don't interrupt your elders.

Never you mind,
Mrs. Lord.

I'll amend my misspent life when
the Grim Reaper comes calling.

(CRASH OF THUNDER)

I recommend that you keep
that hog leg skinned.

Unless you got a desire to be
jumpin' over hot coals in hell.

And who might you be, sir?

Kelly.

Black Hand Kelly?

I'm looking for
Hiram Gummer.

That would be me.

You posted yourself
an advertisement?

I did. Yes, I did.

So, who do you
want me to kill?

That lnjun over there?
HIRAM: No, no, no, no, no.

It's not so much
a "who" as a "what."

They spring from
the ground like...

(SIGHS) Like some
demonic trout.

We call them Tu-Long.
Uh, Dirt Dragons.

This stuff sure must be a whole
lot stronger than it tastes.

We're well aware that
it sounds fantastic,

but we can assure you
it's all quite true.

They're ferocious
and fast.

It takes some real backbone
to face them down.

Amigo, I like to fight with rattle
snakes just for the fun of it,

and I give them the
first bite to boot.

Hyperbole aside, you are
accurate with a firearm?

You questioning
my abilities, sir?

As an astute business man, I'm simply...
Hey, boy!

Toss me one of them
apples over here.

See, I knew it.
Shoot inside house.

(SHUSHES)

Throw it high?

No,no,no. You throw it
right straight at me.

Okay, you ready?

Anytime.

(EXHALES)

What?

We thought you'd shoot apple.
Yeah.

Obviously, we are expecting
to see a demonstration of...

You're hired.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN) In China,
no one shoots in wall.

In China,
no one has gun.

Before I sign up
for anything,

talk to me about that,
"salary negotiable" part.

Do you like silver,
Mr. Kelly?

I reckon I do.

Well, then, upon dispatching all
the aforementioned creatures,

and upon the subsequent re-opening of
the mine, you'll be paid in silver,

say as much as you can
carry on a strong horse.

Well, now, I just bet
that you could

charm a cow right
out of her calf

with those fancy words.

But now, for myself, I sort of
need a little something up front.

Well, we don't
have any money.

(THUNDER ROLLING)

Ah, Well.

Thank you
for your time.

(THUNDER CONTINUES ROLLING)

Double Eagle.

A down payment.

KELLY: Tell you what.

You throw in
them there cufflinks,

and you got
yourself a deal.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

KELLY: This is
one sorry collection

of lead pushers
you got here.

I'm not running a
gun store, Mr. Kelly.

Juan, you take this
here, big old .45-70.

Hiram, pick yourself
out something

that feels right
in your hand.

And, you give us all these
blue whistlers that you got.

Whoa.
LU WAN: Juan!

Take this.

Oh, but, Lu VVan, I still
can't afford it, no.

No credit,
it's a gift.

JUAN". Gracias.

What? No one goes
without a hat in China.

Okay, boys, let's
jingle some spurs.

No. No. No spurs.

In fact, no jingling
of any kind.

I tell you, these things are
attracted by the slightest noise.

They could leap from the
ground at any moment.

(TAPPING ON THE ROCKS)

Juan killed
one right here.

(TAPPING CONTINUES)

(SHUSHING)

(JUAN SPEAKS SPANISH)

There ain't nothing
here neither.

Maybe they gone deaf.

Or maybe you two boys are
playing me for the fool.

After what
I paid you?

JUAN: We will just have
to keep looking.

Juan, if you please,
some help.

Gummer, dag nab it,
ain't you got no pride?

Get up on the horse
by yourself!

Should I ever again
require horsemanship,

I will engage a tutor.

KELLY: Well,
I'll tell you one thing.

I ain't got your book-learning
but I know this,

being full-growed
don't make you a man.

JUAN: Look, look, look, look.

Here, here

(WATER RUNNING)

They appear to
be shells. Eggs.

Well, if that's
what they are,

then they came out
of one big chicken.

Or maybe you two aren't as
crazy as I've been thinking.

This is where we pipe the
hot spring from the mine.

The water cut through
the dirt, you see?

And the eggs fell out.

Perhaps the warm water
hatched them?

Juan, this tells us
how many there are.

There are four.
And I killed one already.

Three left.

But where could
they have gone?

Well, we're just going to keep
on riding 'til we find them,

'cause I'm getting
awful anxious

to unravel me
some cartridges.

JUAN: You know, we piped that hot
water out only six months ago.

HIRAM: Then, those creatures
grew large quite quickly.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

That's a part
of one of them.

These scaly things were
on their backs.

Yeah.

Well, maybe one of them
there "things" died.

Or maybe... Maybe he shed
his skin, like a snake.

Who is that?

It's Old Fred. At least,
that's his wagon.

HIRAM: Good Lord.

This does not bode well.

(HORSE NEIGHING)

Now that is one
catawampusly chawed-up rig.

As I keep saying...
(SOFTLY) Saying.

These things are
not to be trifled with.

Old Fred?

Old Fred?

Old Fred?

(SCREAMS)

(HORSES WHINNYING)

Maybe we should
have made it longer.

Well, I'm not toting
no more rocks.

We should
say something.

I didn't even
know the man.

Take off
your hat.

(JUAN CLEARING THROAT)

Fred was an old man.

That is why we call
him Old Fred.

He drove the freight.

He had bad breath. But I
don't want to say that.

All right.
All right.

"Fear no more
the heat of the sun.

"Nor the furious
winter's rages.

"Thou thy worldly
task hast done.

"Home art gone,
and ta'en thy wages."

Cymbeline. Act IV, Scene 2.
We'd best get going.

KELLY: Uh, wait,
Let's make camp here.

No, no.
We'll go to the ridge.

Camp on solid rock.

As we have
every night.

No, no, that is three miles back there.
That's hard country.

If you think I'm going to risk
sleeping on the naked earth...

Or we could go down
to the muling station.

Down the canyon.

Is it safe?

Yes, there are
very thick beams

on the floor, you know,
for the wagons.

There is no way these dragons
could break through them.

HIRAM: Might there
be someone here?

No, they stopped running the
supply wagons, now that the...

Now that the mine
is closed.

Yes, the bitter refrain
of my life, it seems.

We must secure these
horses with certainty.

The last time,
they got away.

You just make sure
that gate is tied up tight.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS) Mr. Kelly.

You can't see the door if
you're facing this direction.

Always be prepared.

(JUAN SNORING)

(SNUFFLING)

(SNORTING)

(SNORING)

(CREATURE GROANING)

(SCREAMS OUT IN SPANISH)

(SHRIEKS)

(ALL SCREAMING)

What in God's name?

(CREATURE SCREAMING)

So, was that them?

No! No!

Something new.

(BULLETS CLINKING)

(CREATURE SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

You said to pick something
I was comfortable with.

You're right.
I did say that.

(SNIFFS)

What in Sam Hill
is that smell?

It's them.
That's the smell.

Remember, sefior?

But they've changed so,
become long and thin.

There's six of them
or even nine.

We'd better bring
the horses inside.

Chingada!
They're gone. Again!

JUAN: We can't go on foot.

They'll get
us for sure.

All right.

All right, that means we have
to stand our ground here.

Hiram, it's about time you
learned how to use a real piece.

That's your job. If I need a
gun fired, I hire a gunman.

If you want to bed down
with a real pretty woman,

I suppose you just hire
somebody to do that, too.

Spare me your
tiresome analogies.

Hiram! Now I said this once, and
I'm gonna say it one more time.

There's some things that a
man has to do for himself,

and right now
shooting is one of them.

And give me that
stupid hideout piece.

It ain't gonna do
you no good now.

Okay, Juan.

(STAMMERS) You keep your eye peeled
for them there snake things.

Pay attention, Hiram.

Now, this is a
single-action Colt Army.

This is the finest
wheel gun ever made.

(HIRAM STAMMERS)

Don't be holding it
like it's some skunk.

Now, it's an extension
of your hand, okay?

Hmm.
It's part of you.

And take yourself a
stance, like you mean it.

Mean what?
Like you mean

that every last
lead plum,

that comes out of that barrel is
gonna kill whatever you aim at.

Okay, okay,
take yourself a shot

at that can over there
by the window.

KELLY: You line up this blade
with this notch. (GUN COCKS)

Then you just
squeezethetflggen

(GRUNTS)
You don't jerk it.

(GRUNTS)

(RUMBLING)

JUAN: Oh!

JUAN: It's all right.

They cannot break through
the floor beams.

Now you just relax.

(PANTING)
You just let your eyes,

your brain, your hand,
your trigger finger, okay?

All becomes one.

(DISTANT RUMBLING)

(GASPS)

It's all right.
You got consistency now.

This is a waste of time!

(CLENCHES JAW)
What do you expect?

You wanna learn in 2O minutes
what took me 2O years?

(CRASHING AND BREAKING)

(CREATURE ROARING)

(CREATURE SHRIEKS)

They cannot break
through the floor,

so they are
tearing it apart.

How could a snake
be so strong?

(RUMBLING)

(JUAN SCREAMS)

Look at that!
They decoyed us!

Good Lord!
How smart are they?

Esta malo, we're gonna have
nothing left to stand on.

(DOOR CREAKING)

A telegraph?

JUAN: Yes, but
it's no good for us.

We don't know
the clicking code.

(HOARSELY) Well,
click anything!

Surely someone
will hear us.

(FLOORBOARDS CREAKING)

(CLICKING)

FU: I don't know what it means.
It's not in Morse code.

CHRISTINE: This has been going
on for more than an hour?

Maybe a tree is touching the wire.
That happened before.

No.
This is different.

But surely, the telegrapher
from Carson City

wouldn't allow suchfoohshness
with his equipment.

Maybe not
Carson City.

Not Carson City?
Where else?

This is from
Carson City.

Where's that one from?

This is from the muling station.
It must be Mr. Gummer.

He's the only
one out there.

When did Tecopa and Pyong
say that they'd be back?

One, two days. Gone up-oountry.
Getting firewood.

All right then.
I'll go myself.

Eh?

(KEYS CLAC KING)

Must you tap so loudly?

(SCREAMS)

(ROARING)

Letyour
lead fly, man!

(SHRIEKING)

What the hell
are we up against?

They grew.

Those snakes are not snakes.
They are tongues.

Three tongues!

Each creature has
three tongues.

And we
saw nine before.

So, there's still
only three animals.

And that's supposedto
make me feel better?

Good God, man, those things are the
size of eight-mule freight wagons!

Well, shoot them! That's
what you're hired to do!

(FLOORBOARDS CREAKING) You got
to know your enemy, Hiram!

I ought to be totin' some
eight-bore firing solid shot.

Or some damn punt gun.
Not these weapons I got.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(WOOD CREAKING)

All right. All right. I'll
tell you what we're gonna do.

We're gonna hold our fire
till they come after us.

And then we're gonna
go toe-to-toe,

point-blank, full-bore, throw
all the lead we got at 'em!

And then, maybe
we'll get a lucky hit.

A brain shot.
Or something!

(CREAKING)

(CRUMBLING NOISE)

There is not
much floor left.

They'll be makin'
their move any time.

Get ready.

This may be it.

(RUMBLING)

(CREATURE RUMBLING)

Now what are they up to?

(SCREECHING)

Mr. Kelly!
(SCREAMING)

(GUNSHOT)

Eat this!

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)

I'm out! I'm out!

Christine is coming,
SefiorGummer!

Christine! Over here!

(SHRIEKING)

Just drive the wagon!

CHRISTINE: Where's Mr. Kelly?

JUAN:Dead!
Go!Go!Go!

Well done, Mrs. Lord!

Are they following us?

I can't tell!

Yes! They are
following us!

(ROARING)

Faster!

They're at their limit!
(SHOUTS) Come on!

We shall see!

(HORSES NEIGHING)

(CREATURE GROWLING)

They're enormous.
Ravenous.

Spirit demons
from dark places,

eating souls that
live in the light.

Part of our legend.

We put bullet
after bullet into them

and it didn't
even slow them down.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)

Will they come here,
to our town?

They have to get through the
pass from the upper valley.

Lots of rocks.
Maybe they can not do it.

It hardly matters. The mine
will remain unapproachable.

So what
is your intention?

My intention? To leave
this godforsaken place,

as should all of you!

But the mine.

Are you listening? The mine is lost!
Forget the mine.

Go on with your lives
as if it never existed.

Start your lives over,
just as I will have to.

No stupid animal is going
to make me leave my land.

I can go to Carson City,
get some blasting powder.

Juan,one we were lucky.
Dumb lucky.

If a man like Black Hand
Kelly is no match for them,

what chance do we have?

Pyong, why in heaven
would you stay?

Take Fu Yien and the
missis back to China.

Lu Wan forgets.

China not perfect.
No place perfect.

We will not leave
our new home.

I shall send
for my belongings.

And, of course, I shall see to it that
the horse and equipment are returned.

That won't be necessary.

You can keep the horse
and the saddle

and the rifle
and the knife.

In trade for
ownership of the mine.

You can't be serious.

It's the best offer
you're going to get.

When I reach Philadelphia, I intend to
sell that mine for at least $50,000.

You will be preceded by a
telegram to the newspapers,

describing in great detail these
creatures that plague the mine,

and why it is unworkable.

That's blackmail. You
wouldn't betray me like that.

We voted.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN) Four-to-one
in favor of doing exacflythat

At least one of you has
some sense of ethics.

I voted to
drop you off a cliff.

Stay with us, Hiram.
Stay and fight.

You're wasting
your lives.

You can have
the cursed mine!

Whoa! Whoa!

Mr. Gummer.
Please don't leave us.

Fu Yien,
I can't help you.

(HORSE NEIGHING)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

We were wrong.
They're coming.

The dirt dragons. They got
through the upper valley pass.

I don't know when, but they
are definitely coming.

Maybe they not find us.
Keep going south.

No,no,no,no,
they hunt by sound.

We are the only thing making noise
between here and Carson City.

What do
the sticks say?

(SPEAKING MANDARIN)

"Expect a ferocious arrival."

Well, this is it then.

The end of Rejection.

One ticket for your next
train to Philadelphia.

Sleeping car, one way.

Yes, sir.

(TELEGRAM MACHINE CLACKING)

Fools! (CHUCKLES)

I beg your pardon?

The people
up in Rejection.

Funnier than
a dancing bear, eh?

Here's one
they sent yesterday.

"Giant worms have left upper valley.
May find town."

May I?

"Need immediate help."
(CHUCKLES)

"Giant worms."

One ticket...

Sir? Your ticket?

(MUMBLING)

I was thinkin' maybe I could
make some kind of sled for it,

and we could pull it
behind the last wagon.

There's no room.

Time to let it go.

(SQUEAKING)

Juan,
where will you go?

Well, there is a new
strike, down near Tonopah.

I'm thinking of
heading that way.

Where will we go?

We are going
to San Francisco.

And then
back to China.

All our money is put in the
store, and now it's all gone.

And you are not going to work on
the railroad like Momma and Poppa.

They're coming!

No,no,no.
Wait, wait, wait.

They will come from the
north, not from the south.

That is something else.
Or someone.

(HORSES NEIGHING)

Vvhatpoorsoul would
be coming here now?

It's Mr. Gummer!

Come on! Whoa!

"A ferocious arrival"?

Hvah!

(HIRAM CHUCKLING)

Well, now, maybe I'll let
you keep him after all.

Whoa! Stop!
Whoa! Curse you!

Whoa!
You intransigent beasts!

Delighted to see
you're all well.

Hiram, they're coming. They
could be here at any minute!

I know.
Whatever are you thinking?

That this idyllic
Western retreat

shall not fall prey to
these mindless predators.

I have here
a cache of weapons

that would impress even
the late Black Hand Kelly.

One Sharps
.52 caliber buffalo rifle.

One Remington
.45-120, Rolling block.

One Henry
repeater rifle.

Smaller caliber,
but impressive rate of fire.

One 8-gauge
Remington, uh...

Derringer.

One LC Smith 10-gauge
stub-twist coach gun.

And this!

A two-inch
bore punt gun!

(HORSE NEIGHING)

Hiram, how did you get all of these things?
You don't have any money.

A wise friend once told me
it's not important

how you spend your money,
but how you spend your life.

Hiram Gummer, what is it you
think we are going to do? Hmm?

Madam, I intend
we throw our visitors

a little corpse and
cartridge occasion.

That we stand our ground and fight
these despicable beasts to the death!

(SPEAKING MANDARIN)

We Will fight!

Right!

(BOTH SPEAKING MAN DARIN)

It takes me two years
to make you leave China.

You think
I want to go back?

We do it. We'll stomp
'em like snakes.

We will burn them down.

We'll smoke 'em up!

Ah! Juan, knowing you,

you'll need a spare.

Gracias, amigo.

They'll probably be coming from
the north or the northeast.

PYONG: Then we go out there
and shoot them.

(EXCLAIMS)
Too dangerous!

They can
come up anywhere.

Yes. We dare not face
them on their terms.

We should take a horse out there
and when they go for it...

Tecopa,
that's cruel!

Well,
these are cruel times!

Can't we make noise
with something else?

That is
a good idea, Fu-ito.

Any noise works,

itdoesn%
have to be a horse.

We could make noise
on something like this,

and then when they come
up, we shoot them.

Yes, an ambush.

We will lead them into
our very gun-muzzles.

We will make Rejection our last
bastion, our last line of defense!

Our Alamo!

Juan, we were the
losers at the Alamo.

Speak for
yourself, gringo.

More cans. (SPEAKS MANDARIN)
I need more cans.

I'm eating
as fast as I can.

(SPEAKING MANDARIN)

(SPEAKING MANDARIN)

What is all this?

When they come, how do we know they come?
We cannot see them.

Well,
that is a concern.

When the ground shakes...

(RATTLING)

...we know they are here.

Dandy.

What is a punt gun?

It has something to do with shooting ducks.
A great many ducks.

"Pour in one pound of shot or balls.
Ram it down tight."

Won't we
need the horses?

I mean,
if we lose the fight?

Can't have them making unnecessary noise.
Might spoil our trap.

And we're not
going to lose, Fu-ito.

Shall we begin?

(GRUNTS)

(CLANGING)

(CLANGING CONTINUES)

Maybe we should
try again tomorrow.

Perhaps Pyong was right.

Perhaps they've bypassed
us for Carson City.

I don't know.

The ridge at the south end of the
valley is all rock, like a big wall.

I don't think
they can get past it.

They gotta be somewhere.

(CANS RATTLING)

(GASPS)

(RUMBLING)

No! Fu!
(SPEAKS MANDARIN)

Get inside!
(SPEAKS MANDARIN)

But I wanna fight, too!

Fu, Fu.

The store is our fort.

We can't ever leave
the fort unguarded.

You stay inside
and keep guard.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)

TECOPAI NOW!

(ROARING)

(RUMBLING)

You missed!
With a cannon!

CHRISTINE: Where did it g0?

JUAN: Maybe the noise
scared him away.

(RUMBLING)

Mr. Gummer, it's coming!
It's coming back!

Hiram,
(SPEAKS MAN DARIN) quick!

(GRUNTS)

(ROARING)

(ROARING)

(GROANING)

Yeah!
(JUAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

It worked!

(EXCLAIMS)
It stinks!

(CANS RATTLING)

There!
Two more to go.

Take your positions!
Fu Yien, back inside!

Juan!

(ROARING)

Did it do that
on purpose?

CHRISTINE: Juan, l00k out!

Huh?

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
Cannot shoot through dirt.

(ROARING)

(SHOUTING)

Come on,
you son of a bitch!

(SCREECHING)

(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)

Ay caramba.
Tecopa, gracias.

Astonish...

(WHISPERS) Astonishingly
clever, my man.

It take your gun.
Did it know?

Ifearthey
are very intelligent.

But not as smart as us.

No. Not as smart as us.
There's only one left.

Now, where the hell is it?
Let it show itself.

(SCREAMING)

(ROARING)

Tecopa.

(GRUMBLING)

(CANS RATTLING)

(ROARING)

(WHISPERING)
Is it leaving?

No. No,
it's circling, listening.

For Prey-

(ROARING)

What do we do?

It seems like our rifles aren't
strong enough to kill it.

Without the punt gun,
I feel we're lost.

(LU WAN SPEAKING MANDARIN)

So, we just stop the fight, then?
Give up?

Maybe we take traction engine.
Try to get away.

It moves so slowly.

And you would
leave our town?

You have ideas
for killing it?

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)

A man must learn
to sail in all winds.

We must do what we can
with what we have.

(CANS RATTLING)

Well said.

You have black powder.

Maybe we could
blow it up somehow.

Sure!
We make big firecracker.

I know how.
HIRAM: Excellent!

But quietly.

Move very, very slowly.

Fu Yien, you go inside
and get twine for fuse.

Okay.

What are you doing?

The powder for the fuse
must be very fine.

Almost there.
Just another few minutes.

(CLACKING)

Fu!

(ROARING)

Fu!

I can't see the door!

Fu, Fu, stay very quiet.

Make noise!

Out here!

Hey!

(SCREECHING)

Why doesn't it come for us?
For the noise?

I don't know! They keep
learning our every trick!

FU:Mama.
He's over here!

HIRAM: Go on. That's it, boy.
Good boy!

(ROARING)

LU WAN: Run, run!

Hurry up. For the wagon!
To the wagon!

Get on!

Oh, good Lord!

Let's get the rifles!

The bomb!

(SCREAMING)

(SHRIEKING)

HIRAM: Pyong,
you must finish the bomb!

I need more time!
HIRAM: Hurry!

(FRIGHTENED SCREAMING)

We'll never have time
to finish that!

I have an idea!

(SHRIEKING)

(CURSES IN SPANISH)

HIRAM: Pyong,
that big belt!

Excellent! Excellent!

Tecopa! Help us here!

All we need is
some kind of hook!

I know where.

HIRAM: Over here, Juan!

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING)

Go!

(ALL SCREAMING)

HIRAM: Oh, watch out!

(ROARING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ALL SIGH IN RELIEF)

HIRAM: Mrs. Lord,
are you well?

All right.
Are you all right?

Well, yes, lam.

Tecopa?

(ALL CHUCKLING)

Ay, gracias, amiguito.

You got 'em,
Mr. Gummer.

Yes, Hiram.
You got 'em.

No, no.

We got 'em.

(ALL CHEERING)

Hiram, the bank has
approved your loan.

You can hire new workers.
Reopen the mine.

Well, if I recall,
it no longer belongs to me.

It's yours, Hiram.
It's your mine.

We couldn't
cheat you that way.

You need it
worse than we do.

That's very kind of you.

But I'll only assume ownership
under two conditions.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
Conditions?

We agree never to tell anyone
about the dirt dragons.

If word of them ever got out,
no one would ever settle here.

And the second condition?

That the first proceeds of the
mine are used to build a hotel,

and a market
with real walls.

To pay off Juan's land,
and,uhH.

Tecopa,
what do you what?

A new statue.
One that looks like me.

And to commission
a statue for Tecopa.

Is everyone
agreed to this?

I am fearfully out-classed.
(CHUCKLES)

It's good
you've decided to stay.

I shall personally
supervise the mine.

I mean, as soon as I
learn how it all works.

And uh, I've selected an
excellent location for my home.

On high ground.
Readily defended.

It will even
have a basement.

That's an awful lot
of room for one person.

Ideally,

it won't be
for just one.

Oh, I really
am hopeless.

You'll get better
with a little practice.

In the meantime,

I purchased something that might
aid in your success as a marksman.

Oh. Dandy.

Hiram.

Um...

Uh-huh.

(LAUGHING)

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)