All language subtitles for Wild_Rovers_1971_eng

John Buckman:
Well, I mean, I don't know,

but they say
that's what he said.

Mornin', pa.

- I know what he said.
- Oh, mornin...

If he said...

John: If he does...

Mornin', Paul.

What he says,

well...

Then, what do you...
What do you aimto do about it?

What would you like me to do?

Well, hell, he's... he's, uh...

He's... he's got 3,000 head
of sheep there, pa,

and he's braggin' about
grazin' "em on r-bar grass.

I... I think there's, uh...

What?

Only one thing to do.

What's that?

Run 'em off...

Pa, just run "em off,
that's all.

Hmm.

A man's that crazy,

you're probably right.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Meanwhile, we got lot of
work ahead of us,

you eat up and let's get to it.

Heh.

Paul: Pass the eggs,
little brother.

Eggs!

Man: How 'bout some more coffee?

Second man: All right.

Hyah!

Come on, move on, move on.

Let's go.

Git on!

Hyah!

Move. Move on out!

Hyah!

Yaa. Yaa!

Good evenin", Nell.

It's been a long, hard day.

Good god almighty.

Now, what the hell happened?

He just went loco.

He started kickin', snappin...

Paul: He's dead, pa.

Man: Damn jughead.
I warned Barney yes...

All right. Let's get doin"
what we're supposed to do.

Bodine, you and Post
take him into town.

Get a blanket.

I'll get his stuff together

and go into town tomorrow
to make arrangements.

Any family?

Well, he talked about
an uncle in muskogee.

- Good man.
- Yeah.

Get another. With roundup

in a few days, we need him.

Ok.

Paul! What the hell's
the matter with you?

What'd I do?

You know,

I been thinkin'
about what happened.

It just don't make
no goddamn sense to me.

I mean, one minute
there's Barney,

and the next...

Because some
goddamn loco jughead...

You know, what I'm
tryin' to say is...

I can't even
get the way to say it.

Yeah, 'cause it don't seem real.

Oh, it sure don't.

You know, somethin'
like that happens...

Somethin' that a man's
got no control over.

Somethin' that
he'll never understand

no matter what way
he looks at it.

Like a really bad, crazy dream.

Yeah.

And it can scare hell
outta you, too.

You know, the thing
that scares a man the most

is to find out and discover
just how uncertain

life really is.

Like that, you know,
thing happened to Barney.

Realizin', even if he
don't want to admit it,

that deep down in his gut

it just as easy
could've been him

and might be,
any minute, any second.

Crazy jughead.

Somethin' like that.

Of course, it's natural
to chew on it.

But sooner or later
you just gotta get rid of it

and get on with what you got.

Ain't nothin' much you
can do about it anyway.

Ain't nothin' much?!
Ain't nothin"!

Gotta do the best
with what you got

while you got it.

Ain't that the way
you see it, Ross?

Sure is the way I see it.

You scared of dyin'?

Yeah, kinda.

Except, I sure as hell

don't spend much time
thinkin' about it.

Yeah, me either.

No.

Uhh!

Wow!

Hah! Hmm, mmm.

Yeah, that banker man's
got himself a real nice woman.

Yeah, but about 5 years
she won't be

lookin' so nice,
and that banker man

is gonna see you
walkin' down the street

some day with
a sassy young thing,

and he's gonna say to himself,

"mmm, that cowboy's really
got himself a nice woman."

And he's gonna envy you
somethin' fierce.

'Cause he's stuck with his,

and you can just trade yours in
anytime you feel like it.

Ain't you ever felt like

gettin' married?

Oh, I've felt like it
a hundred times,

but there's a big difference
between feelin' and doin...

Thank god I just been feelin...

Ain't you ever wanted
to have children?

Oh, I got children.

Two I know of, and there's
bound to be more.

Oh, no, I mean
raise a family, settle down.

What the hell for?

You can't be a puncher
all your life.

You've gotta plan for
something, don't you?

You never been to Mexico, huh?

There's a place down there
that a man with a little money

can get himself
a damn fine spread.

Plenty of people
to get the work done.

Lots of time for lyin' around

soakin' up the sun,

lovin' those young,
black-eyed beauties.

Sounds good.

Yeah.

You savin' your money?

Ha ha. You savin' yours?

Shoot! I try.
I can't seem to save nothin...

Why should I be any different?

Because you're...

I'm older, wiser. I've learned.
I've had experience.

- Yeah.
- Hell, Frank,

you show me a young cowboy

or an old cowboy
or an in-between cowboy

that's got more than
a few dollars in his poke,

and I'll show you a cowboy

who stopped bein' a cowboy
and started robbin' banks.

Well, then let's you and me

Rob us a bank.

That's safer than
gettin' married.

- Get up, there!
- Mmm.

Get up, there!

Dear lord,

we thank you for this food
we are about to receive,

and we pray that you take
our recently departed friend

Barney Drago
into your loving care

and keep him safe.

Amen.

Soup.

Well, here's to Barney.

Poor bastard.

But you know, if it's
gotta happen...

I'd rather have it
happen like that.

You know, quick like,

so you don't think
about it beforehand.

You know what?

You know what?

I'm really gettin' drunk.

Congratulations.

I am gettin' too drunk.

I ain't had nothin' to eat
since breakfast, you know.

Neither have I.

I can't handle
a whole lot of whiskey

unless I got somethin' solid
in my stomach first.

I don't wanna spoil
your fun or nothin',

but if I don't eat pretty soon...

Now, look, you're not
gonna spoil my fun. Come on.

Get you a big steak.

Well, we'll come
right back to it.

Maybe we'll stop off
at Maybell's.

Well, why not? I ain't had none
of that for a while, either.

But I want us to have
one drink first, see.

Are you sure?

One drink's ok because

it sort of makes
my appetite a little sharper.

I can tell just exactly
when I'm ready... wait.

Uh, this one's to you, Ross,

and to Mexico...

And to, uh,

that ranch you're gonna
have yourself someday.

To someday.

Somethin' stinks in here.

Well, it ain't me, Ross.

Smells like sheep.

I think we'd better
have one more.

Oh, shit.

Good evening.

Ross, the man here...

I believe he wants
to talk to you.

Oof!

- You ok?
- Yeah, I'm ok.

You son of a bitch.

Aah! You goddamn animal!

Ooh! Ooh!

Why, you miserable...

Get outta here.

Thanks, Dave.

Don't mention it, Ross.

You all right, partner?

Unh!

Ooh.

Good job, Frank.

Dave: Art, gimme a hand
with the big red.

He's stuck on the wall.

God damn it. I no sooner get
this place all fixed up...

I'm an old Texas cowboy

far away from home

if I ever get home
to Texas

I never again will roam

Montana's
too damn cold for me

and the winters
are so long

before the roundup
will begin

my money is all gone

I've worked down
in Nebraska...

Ohh.

Is there anything here for me?

Oh, that sheepherder Hansen
and a couple of his men

are clutterin' up the place,
that's all.

Bodine?

Huh? Mmm, howdy, sheriff.

You look a mite peaked.

You want to spend
the night in town?

I can fix you up with a cell.

No, I'm just gonna lie here

and rest my way back to health.

Now, look, we're gonna
be just fine.

You just point us
in the right direction.

Hyah, yah!

Oh, god. Am I sick.

Yeah, well, there's one
thing for certain...

What's that?

It can't get any worse.

Frank: Goddamn!

Bodine.

Bodine.

Yeah.

Hey, Bodine,

- huh?
- Wake up. Wake up.

Come on, wake up, Bodine.

Oh...

What the hell did you two
get into last night?

You stink like a couple
of rancid polecats.

Better wash off
and change right quick,

or you're gonna miss breakfast.

Flapjacks and sausage.

Oh, god.

Giddyap!

Oh! Unh!

What the hell
you doin' down there?

Come on!

Giddyup.

Mayden's a cow town,

and most of it was built
with r-bar money.

It's your town,
but if you kill somebody,

you're gonna be arrested...

And if you bust up the saloon,

you're gonna have to pay for it.

I'll have a talk with Dave

and see what he figures
the damages comes to,

and then I'll, uh,
oh, I'll take somethin',

just a little somethin'
each month from your pay.

West fence.

Yeah, I bet he...

Busted a couple of
saloons in his time.

More than a couple,

and he probably
paid for 'em, too.

Sheriff.

Walt: Bill!

Hansen: He ain't in here.

Well, if it ain't
the big man himself.

Hansen, you've been
spoutin' off your mouth.

Now I've got somethin' to say.

If you set one foot
on r-bar land,

if one sheep grazes one blade
of r-bar grass, you're dead.

Bill Jackson!

Sheriff!

Bill: Who is it?

It's Walt Buckman.

Come out here!

All right, all right.
I'm coming.

Oh, god damn it!

Woman: Hey, where ya goin'
with the blanket?

- Come on.
- Whoa!

Gimme that...

Get back in, for Christ's sake.

Oh, Walt.

Ugh. What can I do for ya?

I want you to turn Hansen loose.

I gave him fair warnin', so if
he's gonna start somethin',

let's get it over with.

All right.

I'll see you
for supper Saturday.

Hyah! Hy-hy-hy-hyah!

Hyah!

Hyah hyah!

Hyah hyah!

Hey, Bodine?

Yeah?

I been thinkin'...

How old are you?

I'll be 46 in July.

I'll be 50 in July.

Jesus.

Phew.

Why?

Well, in another 25 years,

I'm gonna be just like you.

Well, what's wrong with that?

Well, I'd rather be rich.

I'd rather have that ranch
and all them pretty girls now

than bust my butt,
and break my bones

punchin' cows for
the next 25 years.

You got a point.

Well, then, let's you and me

ride into town tonight
and Rob us that bank.

Oh. Oh, it's you, huh?

Uh, how do you feel?

I feel fine, pa. Why?

Ooh, uh, I was just thinkin...

I'm goin' to St. Louis
the end of the month...

Wanna come along?

Well, yeah.

- Yeah.
- Spend a couple of weeks.

Take care of some business.

Have a little fun.

Listen,
can I tell you for sure about...

About what?

It's about St. Louis. I mean...

You don't have
to make up your mind

right away.
I'm goin'. I gotta go.

I gotta take care of things.

I'd love to have you
come if you feel like.

If you don't, there's no sweat.

Strictly up to you.

Yeah.

Aah!

Whoo.

What's that? What's, uh...

Walt: What's what?

What's up to him this time?

He's making up his mind if he
wants

to come with me
to St. Louis or not.

Oh, he is, huh?

Yes, he is.

Somethin' wrong with St. Louis...

Hell, no, John, it's just...

Would you like to come?

Hell, yeah, I'd like
to come. Shoot, he's...

I knew you would, yeah.

You did?

Where the hell they goin'?

Town, I expect.

Hey, where you goin', Bodine?

Ross: To town.

Well, what the hell for?
We got roundup tomorrow.

We'll be back in time.

I never knew of
old Bodine goin" to town

except Saturday nights
since I knowed him.

Well, he sure went
to town last night.

No, no, I mean
of his own hoof, pa.

Walt: Yeah, I know
what you mean.

Hey...

I bet I know what he's up to.

Damn you, boy.

Supper's ready.

Uh-heh. Comin...

You decide to come
along, and, uh...

I'll get that new saddle for ya.

What, what?

What, what?

Joe: Who's there?

Bill Jackson.

Oh, it's the sheriff.

Hey...

Maybell Tucker

is bringin' in a new chippy
from Kansas City...

Watch your mouth.

Well, it's, uh...

That's why them...
Them two went to town, pa.

That's not somethin' we talk
about in front of your mother.

Sorry.

Don't be so rough on him, Walt.

He's a man now.

Then he oughta have
a little more respect.

I know about Maybell Tucker.

Well, that's not the point...

Is it, Nell?

No, I guess it isn't.

Look, isn't this...

It's awaste of time talkin',
Joe. Wait till you get it done.

The less chance there is
of somethin' goin' wrong

and everybody bein' unhappy.

Come here. Come here.

Yeah, good old thing.
Well, you look like

you just had yourself
a whole bunch of pups.

How long ago she had the pups?

Well, it couldn't have
been too long ago.

You're still full
of milk. Let's see.

Mmm. Right sweet, yeah.

A lot of people

have their life savings
in that bank.

Yes, ma'am, I...

See, I... I can't honestly
get too upset about it,

'cause I ain't never done
nothin' like this before.

I sure ain't expectin'
on doin' it again, either.

That doesn't make it right.

No, no, but when I...

When I think about

all the stuff I'm gonna
do with that money,

it don't make it
all that wrong, either.

Yeah.

Now, listen,
when we get to town,

the first thing you do
is go right to the bank,

and if anybody asks you
what you're doin',

you got an answer?

No, I never go
to the bank at night.

Well, you'd better
think of somethin...

You know you're not gonna
get away with it.

Well, the way I look at it, Joe,

it's kinda up to you

whether we get away
with it or not,

'cause when you consider
what's at stake...

I mean, all that money,

your wife, your family,
things like that...

You'd better play it
pretty smart.

But all I meant was

that even if you did get the
money, sooner or later,

they're bound to
catch up with you.

You just concentrate
on gettin' the money.

I'll worry about gettin' caught.

Johnny.

Johnny!

She ain't even
due in till next week.

You wanna bet on that?
I'll bet she got in early,

and them two horny cowboys
found out about it, heh.

Why would Maybell say
she's due in next week

if she ain't
due in next week, huh?

Naw. Maybe Maybell
don't tell nobody else,

but she'd tell Bodine.

You know how fired up she gets

every time that old
stud Bodine gets around.

You believe all that
bodine bullshit?

I surely do.

You comin' with me or ain't you?

- Wait a minute, John.
- Come on.

Paul: Trust me, John.
Now, I'm your brother.

John: Yeah, I know
you're my brother,

I can trust
you'll buy that round.

Come on, John.

Goin' to town to see what Post
and Bodine are up to.

Yeah, pa.

What so special about
Kansas City chippies, Paul?

Oh, hell, John, I don't know.
It's just a damn woman.

Roundup starts tomorrow morning.

Your boys are more interested

in a 2-bit whore
from Kansas City.

Why is it whenever
they do something

you disapprove of,
they're always "my boys?"

Because if they was mine...

If they was mine,

I'd have peeled the hide
off of 'em a long time ago

and taught 'em the meaning of
respect and responsibility...

But you raised "em, Nell. Hmm?

You raised 'em your way,

so I figure
you deserve the credit.

Good night.

Good night, Walt.

Chippies got marvelous legs,

the highest hips, and they say

the most beautiful biggest tits
I have ever seen on a woman.

The baby's hungry.

Young man.

Get out.

She has to feed the baby.

Just remember, I got
your mama out here.

Good old girl.

What's up?

What's up?

She has a litter of puppies
under the porch.

I expect she wants out.

- Big litter?
- 11. 3 died.

Ok.

That's it.

I raise.

Oh, hiya, Ross.

Howdy, Dave.

Uh-huh.

Sorry about last night.

Yeah? Well, let me
tell you somethin...

You got somethin'
to be sorry about.

Well, you know somethin'?
You hit pretty hard.

Oh, I do, do I?

Well, what's your
pleasure this time?

Whiskey.

Woman: Aw, come on.

Man: I gotta get home.

Woman: Oh, I don't think so.

Come on, Kevin.

I am Jose.

Woman: Oh, well, no, you're not.

You gimme those.

Woman: No.

What did you say your name was?

I hear Barney Drago
got himself killed.

Yeah, he got, uh,
jammed up in a corral.

Horse kicked him.

Tch. Can't trust them jugheads.

I had me one once...

You know, with that
faraway look in his eye?

Tch. Bad.

Sure can take a man
to some crazy places.

Yeah.

I knowed the first time

I swung a leg
over his ugly hide,

he was out to get me...

And you know, he didn't
give a good goddamn

if he got hisself

while he's doin'
the gettin', either.

Man had any sense,
he'd, uh, save his money

and get into some
other kinda work.

Yeah...

But where are you
gonna find a cowboy

that's got any sense?

That's true.

Another one, Dave.

What the hell did he
tie you up for out here?

Didn't he know there's
a bank robbery goin' on?

Woman: Hey, Luann,
you gonna play or not?

Second woman: What?

You gonna play stud?

Sure.

Bodine: Joe? Open up.

Joe: It's open.

Hey, looks like
they're here, all right.

You're damn right, they is.
The horses is.

There's old Charley boy.

Yeah, that don't mean a thing

if that Kansas City
chippy's not here.

She's here.
Those sons of bitches.

Don't let it bother you.

We're goin' to the sheriff,

and then you're gonna
convince your partner

to release my family.

I should've listened
to Frank. He said

that if I left you alone
for a few seconds

you'd try to do something
foolish, and here I was

givin' you credit
for havin' more sense.

You tell Frank

if he doesn't hurt anybody,
I won't prosecute.

You and him can just
clear out. Take off.

And you got my word.
The law won't touch you.

Well, under the circumstances,

I'd say that's a pretty
fair proposition.

But, I'd like it
a whole lot better

if the sheriff
was sayin' them words.

Hold it!

Joe, you know as well as I do

the sheriff's not gonna make
any promises like that,

leastwise
none that he's gonna keep.

No, as far as I'm concerned,
the sheriff's out.

Then I've got no choice.

Well, that's a damn shame...

For both of us.

I don't care what kind
of a man he is,

he's not gonna hurt
a little baby.

You're probably right, Joe...

But he'll kill your wife
without even battin' an eye.

Mr. Buckman, if Ross Bodine
and Frank Post was here...

What the hell are their
goddamn horses doin'...

I don't know what the hell

their horses
are doin' out front,

but they ain't in here!

Bullshit.

Come on, Maybell.

This is my house, Mr. Buckman,

and when you call
me a liar, honey,

you ain't welcome.

Get.

Come on, Joe.

Yeah.

You a drinkin man, Joe?

- What?
- I mean, what do you do

when you ain't workin' at the
bank? Eh, you go fishin'?

What are you getting at?

Oh, nothin' in particular.
I just thought

it'd look a lot less suspicious

if we was havin'
a friendly conversation.

Last time I went fishin'
is when I was a kid

down in Del Mar, Texas.

Daddy used to take me
out to the creek

on Sunday afternoons
after church, and...

I'd sit there
and fish all afternoon

while he smoked
his smelly old pipe.

I mean, it'd get dark,
and he'd even light a lantern.

Woman: I'm tellin' ya,

don't let me
be tellin' ya all week.

They ain't due till next week.

Probably after Wednesday.

John: Hey, bodine!

Who's that?

Well, it looks like
young Johnny Buckman.

What does he want?

He'll let us know
when he gets here.

You just take it easy

and let me do the talkin...

What's up, Johnny?

You know, uh, Joe Billings.

Joe: Mr. Buckman.

Joe. Uh, where the hell
is, uh, Post?

Walt: Last time I saw him,
he was headin' into Maybell's.

Why?

Well, that's his horse, isn'tit?

Oh, yeah, uh...

Joe's horse, uh, cast a shoe,

and Rufus Coleman
was havin' supper.

Couldn't get it shod
for a couple hours,

so Joe was worried about
gettin' home too late,

and Frank loaned him
Charley boy...

And he was more than happy

to spend some more time
at Maybell's.

Anything wrong?

No, no, no. I, uh...

Well, I just thought

you and Post had come into town

to get a crack
at that new chippy

that Maybell's bringin' in

from Kansas City.

Well, she's not due
for another week.

Yeah, yeah, right.
I thought, uh...

What the hell was
all that with Maybell?

What did she lie to me for?

Said that, uh,
she hadn't seen Post.

He wasn't there.

Well, I'll be damned.

That's peculiar,
'cause he's there.

Son of a bitch.

I'll see you at the ranch.

Sure, Johnny.

You know, there's one thing

you can count on
with young John.

He's got a short fuse.

When it starts smokin',

he doesn't spend too much time

figurin' things out.

He's liable to wreck the place.

Well, whatever he does,
he's liable

to keep a lot of people
busy for quite a spell...

Includin' the sheriff.

Get your lyin' ass
out here, Maybell!

No 2-bit whore slut's
gonna lieto John Buckman

and get away with it!

I wait all goddamn night
for a hand like that,

and then some inconsiderate
son of a bitch

has gotta decide to shoot up

the son-of-a-bitchin' town.

I know Frank Post's in there,

I'm gonna find out why
the hell you say he ain't.

All right, Maybell,
you get your ass out here.

Hey, post ain't in there, huh?

What's going on here?

I don't know. I was asleep.

You crazy bastard!

You cut loose with that 6-gun

just one more time,

I swear I'll let you
have both barrels.

Why'd you tell me
you haven't seen Frank Post?

Because I haven't!

Bullshit!

You "bullshit" me one more time,

John Buckman,

and it'll be your last bullshit!

He's in there right now.

He ain't!

And even if he was,

why would I say he wasn't?

Well, that's what I'm
trying to find out, dummy!

John, hold it, brother. Hey,

you're spoiling a whole lot

of good fun now.

Bodine says Post is in there
right now.

John, what the hell
difference does it make?

It makes a hell of a lot
of difference,

'cause something's
going on around here!

John! No!

That ought to convince him.

If it doesn't, shoot his horse.

- Shoot his horse?
- Ah, then shoot him.

But you've got to
explain it to his pappy.

John: That wasn't
too goddamn funny!

Ha ha ha!

Maybell: Now, what is this?
What's going on?

Frank?

Hey, Ross, is that you?

Yeah. Me and Joe Billings.

Joe: What is it? What's wrong?

Cougar.

I hurt him, but I
don't think he's dead.

So you be real careful

where you put your foot down.

Where's Sada and the baby?

They're in the house.

Stop worrying about your family,

and you start concentrating
on that cat.

Hey, Ross, he's a big one.

Tried to get that
ol' bitch and her pups.

Put up quite a fight
'fore he killed her.

You stop talking.
We're coming in.

Easy now, Joe.

Unh.

You all right?

Yeah.

Damn!

How'd it go?

Oh, a few bright moments.

Beginning to give me a headache.

Oh, I don't wonder.

How much?

36,000.

Holy sweet love of Jesus!

I'm comin' up all over
in duck bumps.

Whew.

Oh. Oh. God.

Molly Brown is dead.

Don't look. She's all mangled.

- There's a box in...
- Yes.

The kitchen.

You all right?

Sada: Jenny's sleeping.

We need 2 horses
and supplies, Joe.

Help me bury her.

Yeah, sure.

We've only got one horse.

Go with Joe and get the horse.

I'll do the burying.

No! I don't want you
to bury them.

If you won't let Joe help me,

then I'll manage alone.

Where's the horse?

Out back by the lean-to.

If anybody shows up,
get 'em into the house pronto.

Don't forget your hat.

Il trust ya.

Hey, Joe, I've been thinkin...

How much the boys at the r-bar

gonna be out come payday?

Uh, 23... no, 2,500.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Well, there's 3,000.

That's 2,500 for the r-bar

and 500 for you and your family.

Ross and me get plenty,
and, uh...

Well, you know, it's one thing
stealin' from strangers

and fellas you hardly know
well enough to say howdy to,

but, uh, those punchers
out at r-bar,

they've been
pretty good compadres.

Frank: Hey, Ross, let's go!

Right!

Now, you understand I'm
not trying to cancel out

any friendships.

As matter of fact, if I'm lucky,

I'll pick up a few.

We don't want the 500.

Aw, now come on, Joe, take it.

Now, you and your family
kind of got the shi...

Well, uh, the dirty end
of the stick tonight,

and you earned it.

We didn't earn anything.

We didn't do anything willingly.

Frank: Hey, Ross!

Yeah?!

Shh.

Look, I don't care
what you do with it,

'cause I ain't got time
to argue.

But you be sure those boys
at r-bar get this

with the compliments
of Frank Post and Ross Bodine!

I'm sorry if I
caused you any trouble.

Trouble?!

What, they givin' ya
a farewell party or somethin'?

I just left 'em something

so they wouldn't forget us.

Since when did bank robbers
have trouble being remembered?

Oh. Uh, Walter...

Easy, boy.

Easy, boy. Whoa, boy.

Whoa, boy.

Come on.

It's Charley boy.

Belongs to Frank Post.

Somethin' sure scared him.

You said Johnny and Paul

rode out after Frank Post
and Ross Bodine.

Yeah. Well,
that don't mean much.

It turnin' cold, huh?

You ought to put more on.

At least, uh, put somethin'
more around your shoulders.

I didn't know you were awake.

Yeah.

Would you like me

to fix you some chocolate?

Fine. Fine.

We're not gonna give it back.

They stole it.

They're gonna hang
or go to prison.

Whether they gave you
$3,000 doesn't make...

Jesus Christ, sada!
God damnit to hell!

Why can't you say
anything without swearing?

What do you think
is the first thing

they're gonna tell the sheriff

when they find
I kept the whole 3,000?

They won't believe that.

Nobody'd believe
that crazy story.

Well, then...

Joe, do you realize

how long it would take
us to save $3,000?

20 years.

Maybe never.

Yeah, but that has nothing to do

with going out
and stealing something.

- I'm not...
- Just please...

Go into town. Think about it.

And if you decide that you...

That you just have
to tell the sheriff...

Then you bring him back here,

and I'll...

I'll give it to him.

I'm only going into town, Nell.

I'll be back in time
for breakfast.

Hey, where are we gonna
get us another horse?

Ben's place.

That's 30 miles away.

Must be a horse
closer than that.

Not for sale.

Who's talking about buying?

Ordinarily, it ain't my policy

to look on the sorry side.
But if we was to get caught,

we'd probably have to do
about 5 years

in the penitentiary
for bank robbery.

Is that right?

Maybe. Maybe more.

Yeah. But for horse stealing,
no maybe.

They hang you right now.

come on,
you melancholy folk

wherever you may be

I'll sing about the cowboy

whose life is light
and free

hey, I just
thought of somethin...

Benny ain't got no horses.

All he's got is mules,
ain't that right?

That's right.

You expect me
to ride a goddamn mule?

Well, there's nothing wrong
with a good mule.

You ride him, then.

We're partners. We'll cut
cards for the horse.

What for? You said yourself

ain't nothin' wrong
with a good mule.

That's what I said.

But if, uh,
Benny ain't got a good mule...

I mean, a real good mule.

I mean, a real good kind

that there's nothin' wrong with,

then we'll cut cards. All right?

Yeah.

who roams
about the prairie

at night when he lies down

his heart is gay

as flowers in may

though his ass
is on the ground

All right, all right. All right!

Hold your goddamn horses!

Joe: Oh, Maybell,
I'm sorry to disturb you

maybell: Wait. Hello, Joe.
I'd like to help out, honey...

No, you don't understand.
I'm looking for the sheriff.

Well, the sheriff is...

No. The bank has been robbed.

Now, will you
wake him up, please?

I gotta get dressed.

Maybell:
I got money in that bank.

Bill! Bill,
come on, bill! Get up!

Woman: What the hell's going on?

Ah, shut up
and get back to work!

Does Walt Buckman
know about this?

No. Nobody does. Just me.

Bill! Bill, did you
hear what I said?!

Maybell... will you get
the hell out of there,

or I'm gonna blow a big,
fat hole in your door?

I said the bank's been robbed!

Now, you listen to me, Bill!

I helped you,
you son of a bitch,

get to be sheriff. And I can...

Aah!

Maybell: Goddamn son of a bitch!

Next time, you son of a bitch,
I'll see you downstairs!

Pull up.

Whoa, whoa.

Swappin' time.

Oh.

How much further?

My butt's is frayed
to a faretheewell.

Oh, it's a long way.

Won't get there until afternoon.

What do you got?

Ain't he cute?

Frank, what the hell you doin'
with a little pup like that?

He ain't even weened.

Well, I'll figure something out.

All we need's
a little bit of milk.

Where the hell
we're gonna get that?

Well, Ross,
I'm surprised at you.

Any man who can Rob bank
of $36,000

should find us
a teeny little bit of milk.

Sometimes, boy, you do amaze me.

Don't you love me no more?

Oh, I love ya.

I just can't figure out
what the hell to do with ya.

Well, you gotta admit
he is a cute one.

Yeah, he's cute.

I just couldn't resist it.

Uh-huh.

Ok.

Ooh, goddamn!

What's the matter?

He just peed my shirt.

Whoo!

Ha ha ha.

How long will it take you
to round up a posse?

Well... no. God, no.

Not till, uh, 7, 8:00.

They'll be long gone.

Ever try to round up a posse

before they've had breakfast?

They can't get far
with one horse.

Then they'll get another horse.

I want 'em caught, Bill!

You've got your deputy.

I'll let you take my boys.

Now, the four of you

ought to be able
to get the job done.

Listen to me.

Sir?

I want 'em back, you understand?

Look, Walt, if I deputize
your boys here,

they ain't
gonna have jurisdiction

across that territory line.

They aren't, huh?

Well, no r-bar hand

ever done anything
like this before.

And it's gonna be
a cold day in hell

before one even thinks about
trying it again.

Heh.

If the sheriff has to stop,
then you keep right on goin'

and bring those cowboys back,
you understand?

Dead or alive?

Alive, of course!

That is,
if they give you that choice.

Howdy, Ben.

Howdy, sergeant.

Ben and me was in
the army together

for a spell.

That ain't gonna buy you much.

Ain't gonna buy
your friend nothin...

Good-natured veteran, ain't he?

We robbed us a bank last night.

My partner here's
got a new little pup.

Thought you might
have some milk.

Also, I'd like
to make a deal with you

for one of them mules.

Ha ha ha ha.

Ross: Climb down.

Ha ha ha ha.

It's all right, darlin'.
It won't be long now.

Yeah.

You still good, Ben?

Pretty good.

Good as you used to be?

My legs ain't.

Hands is.

If I had to come around
all of a sudden-like,

I'd end up in a heap.

But if I'm facin' it
to start with...

Hey, you scared the hell
out of my dog.

Maybe you'd like
to try your hand.

I gave up shootin'
bottles and tin cans

when I was rich enough
to buy my own bullets.

It's all right, darlin...

Uh, maybe you'd like
to teach us old-timers

a few new tricks.

I can think of one trick
you might be interested in.

Which one is that?

The one where you hurry up
get my dog milk,

or I step on you where it hurts.

The trick is you
can't do nothin' about it,

'cause you wasted
all your bullets

shootin' a bunch
of stupid bottles.

What do you say, sergeant?

I make it a point

never to argue
with an animal lover.

You can have all the milk I got.

There's your milk.

That's a cat.

Yeah. Whatever it is,
you want some milk,

that's where it's gonna get.

She'll take his head off.

It might not.

I heard about a bitch wolf
that suckled a skunk once.

I remember, in Virginia,
fox raised a litter of hounds.

Aw, Bodine, I don't...

You want that pup to live,
you ain't got no choice.

Now give here. The cat knows me.

Here you are, kitty.

Look what I got you here.

New customer.

Hey, look at that.

I'll be damned.

Tell you what...

You give me the pup,
and I'll give you the...

Oh, no, you don't.
You ain't gettin' that pup.

- How you gonna feed it?
- Uh, he's got a point.

I don't care...
Trade you for my best mule.

No!

You ain't gonna find no mule
'tween here and mile city.

Heh. That's a 3 good days'
ridin' on 2 good horses.

We need that mule.

I need that dog.

I'll give you $20 for the cat.

- Oh, for Christ's sake.
- It ain't for sale.

$30.

Let's have some coffee.

How you gonna carry a cat?

You carry the cat.
I got the dog.

What will you take for the cat?

Well, what you're sayin'
is, then,

if you don't get the dog,
we don't get the mule, huh?

That's right.

Frank: Give him the dog!

I'll ride the mule.

That's best for everyone,
especially the dog.

Thanks for everything.
Be seein' ya, Ben.

Bye, sergeant.
Don't you worry, Sonny.

I'll take good care of the pup.

You do that, old-timer.

Let's go! Come on, Bodine!

They should be
in Wyoming by now.

Yup. Close enough
so we ain't gonna catch'em

'fore they are.

We're going back right now.

Yeah. We might as well,
too, John.

We're not cut out
for this kind of work.

The old man said he
wanted 'em brought in.

You want to go back, you tell
him that's what I'm doin'.

All right. Give him
some grub and tobacco.

Don't be such a damn fool.

Now, them boys,
they can be in Mexico,

Indian territory, god knows.
Now, ain't that right, sheriff?

That's right.

That's a long way, John.

Then I better
get going, huh? Heh heh.

Comin'?

What you gonna do
when you get born

in the wrong family, huh?

Come on.

- Kind of spooky.
- Yeah.

Yeah, they haven't
been grazing too well.

Put an extra man on each guard.

Yeah. That's a good idea.

If anything goes wrong,
send someone in for me.

Otherwise, I'll see you
bright and early.

Want somebody
to ride back with you?

What for?

Nothin...

You can make me that offer

after about 6 more birthdays,
and not before.

Whatever you say, Mr. Buckman.

I say, "up yours."

Did he really send them 2 boys

after Bodine and Post?

Well, if he did, it ain't
any of your business.

Damned fool
thing to do if you ask me.

Nobody asked you.

Somebody's bound to end up dead

or crawlin' around,
wishin' he was.

Should've left it alone.
The sheriff could've handled it.

They worked with him,
and they stole his money.

A man like Buckman ain't gonna

let a thing like that alone.

You still want to go on
with this?

They're no better off
than we are.

Now what kind of stupid
argument is that now, huh?

Just 'cause they're drowning
or freezing to death,

that ain't no reason we
got to do the same. Now, is it?

I aim to get 'em, Paul.

You got to start thinking
like a reasonable human being

for a change.

Well, that's our goddamn money.

We just ain't got no right.

Pa told me to do something,
I'm gonna do it.

Now, you want to go on back,
just get the hell out of here

or get the hell off my back!

Hey, Frank.

Wake up.

You see what I see?

Broncs.

So what?

Well, that means I'm
through ridin' a mule.

Are you crazy? You gonna
catch yourself a horse?

Who the hell's gonna break him?

Who the hell do you think?
Come on, saddle up the mule.

Ross, we can't stay here for...

It ain't gonna take
that long. Come on!

Goddamn!

Jesus Christ.

Hold still,
you jerk-headed mule.

Stay. Come.

Ok. Let's go.

Come on, now let's go.

Here we go now. Come on.

Stupid!

You dumb son of a...
Come on, now. Let's go!

Ohh, goddamn!

Stop it. Stupid...

Come on! Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on.

Yee-haw!

Come on, mule, run.

Yee-haw! Yee-haw!

Go get him, Ross! Go get him!

Whoo!

I got him, Ross I got him!

I got him! Aw, shit!

No, I don't.

Frank: Yee-ooh! Yee-ooh!

Ross: Shut up and hold on.

Ross: Whoa, you bitch.

- Whoa.
- Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, ho.

Whoa.

Frank: Whoa now.

Ross: Watch your head there.

Easy.

Now hold her, Frank.

I'll get her tied up.

Hold her.

- Now watch it!
- Whoa, whoa.

Whoa now!

Whooooa!

All right, let me take her.

I'm-a go get the saddle.

You silly girl.

Ho now.

Ho now.

Ho now.

Ho now.

Easy, Daisy.

Easy.

Whoa. Whoa.

Keep bitin' on that ear.

Keep bitin'.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa, girl.

Ok, you can let her go now.

Ho now, Daisy. Ho.

How come Daisy?

First girl I was
ever in love with

- when I was about 8.
- Heh.

She was a sweet little thing.

You think this one's
just as sweet?

She's gonna be.

All right, Daisy,

this is where
you and I get engaged.

Ok, let's do it!

All right. Show me something.

Ok, Ross. Stay with it.

Beautiful! That's it,
stay on her, Ross.

I bet you didn't have so much
trouble when you was 8.

Stay on her! Hold on to her!

That's it! That's it!
Ride her now. Ride her!

Waltz with the lady.
Waltz with her. Whoo!

You're doin' it!
You're doin' it!

Hang onto her now!

Hold her, Ross!
Hold her! Ride her!

Waltz with the lady. Whoo!

Yee-whoo!

Yee-haw!

Yee-haw!

Yee-whoo!

Yee-haw!

Yee-haw!

Yee-whoo!

Yee-haw!

Yee-haw!

Yee-whoo!

Ho, ho, ho, lover.

God damn.

What'd I tell ya?

Whoo!

Ross: saddle me up
with an old gray hack

with a big wide seat
right on his back

they padded him up good
with a gunny sack

with my beddin' on

when I got on,
he left the ground

went up in the air
and turned around

and I busted the earth

when I came down

both:
oh, what a terrible fall

now in the mornin'

if you don't die

I'll give you
another horse to try

oh, can't ya let me
walk, says I

oh, yes, says he, to town

both:
now I've lived in cities

and I've lived in towns

I've traveled this country

all around

one thing to say

before you start

kiss your wife

insure your life

kill yourself
with a pocketknife

I swear
that's the best way

Ross: I wanna show
you somethin...

Easy now, girl.

Easy now.

Ho now. Ho now.

Ho. Ya see.

Plum gentle.

Oh!

Ain't that just
like a woman though?

Always gotta have the last word.

Ross: You know,
it's growed a bit

since I seen it last.

Yeah, well, seein' how
you already been to Benson...

Tell ya what.

We'll draw straws
to see who goes in.

Now who's gonna hold the straws?

Why, hell, there're only
2 straws. You can't cheat.

We'll cut cards.

And you're gonna shuffle?

Now whoever goes in

has gotta buy
a new deck of cards

'cause these feel like
they been soaked in honey.

I ain't gonna look at mine yet.

Now don't you look
at yours either.

Ok, you wanna trade?

- You don't trust me.
- Nope.

Well, the feeling is mutual.

Ok, then let's trade.

Nope.

You sure?

Ok, let's trade.

Ok, now what I got is yours.
What you got is mine, right?

That's right.

Ok.

8 of spades.

2 of diamonds.

God damn!

Now what we need is some grub

and some tobacco...

And a new deck of cards.

How much you think
I ought to take with me?

How the hell should I know?
Take what you need.

Take the whole goddamn thing
for all I care.

Don't make no goddamn
bit of difference to me.

Now look...

You're just lucky that
you have to stay behind

because I gotta go in there
and face all that temptation.

Now there's nothin'
il can do about that.

I'll only be about an hour or 2.

Boy, I sure don't
see why we gotta be

so almighty careful.

I'd rather get
caught than go on like this.

3 weeks. 3 miserable
goddamn weeks.

A man could just...

What's up?

Well, I just figure
it's liable to be a long time

before we hit another town,

and in the meantime,

bitchin' to me
all the way to Mexico.

So why don't we take
a little bit of this

and spend it...

And raise some hell?

Whoo!

Pardner, I'm gonna
shoot the first man

says you ain't got style.

And I'm gonna shoot
the first woman.

Sure has changed a bit.

Hey, what're we gonna do first?

Find us a big bathtub.

You get a couple more
buckets now, son,

you hear?

- Hey, Frank.
- Mmm?

Man gets into
civilization like this,

he hardly knows
what to do first.

Frank: Thank you.

Barber: You're welcome.

Will there be
anything else, sir?

Yeah.

I want yato go out

and buy these supplies
I've listed.

Mm-hmm.

What time is it?

7 minutes after 1:00, exactly.

All right. Wake me up at 6:00.

Just check on me
every once in a while

to see I haven't drowned.

Ahh!

Sure thing.

I'll be back soon
as I can now, son.

You take care of 'em.

Yes, pa.

Is that ok?

Perfect.

Oh.

Hey, Ross.

What d'ya think
the poor folks is doin'?

Without.

Yeah.

What's up, Brad?

Look over on that hill.

Well, can't say I didn't
give 'em fair warnin'.

Better get your guns out
'cause they're gonna shoot you

whether you got 'em out or not.

I ain't gonna get
you killed. Yaaah!

The old man can go
straight to hell.

This just don't make
no sense to me, John.

Keepin' on like this.
We don't even know

if we're headin'
the right direction.

I'm leavin' you at the next
town, little brother.

What's the next town?

Oh, god, I don't know.

It's probably Benson.
I don't know.

Benson.

Hey, you. You asleep?

dah dum, dah hmm hmm

dah, hmm hmm

dah Dee Dee

Hey, Ross, you busy?

What's up?

Uh, well, nothin' right now.
I'm gonna go play some poker.

Wanna play?

I think I'll just
stay right here.

Good luck.
See ya in the mornin...

See ya in the mornin...

Well, I'm gonna play
some cards first.

Howdy.

I see an extra chair.
Can I sitin?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

All right.

I can open.

I'll see your 5 and raise you 5.

Cerveza.

All right, boys.
Takes Jacks or better.

All right, young man.

$20. Ahem.

Hmm. All right. I'll see that.

Your 20...

And I'll raise you 20.

I call.

You call?

No.

I'm raisin' you.

Looks like the boy's
got somethin...

Well, let him get it said then.

20...

40 more.

Well, now you know somethin'?

I believe him
so I'm just gonna fold

'cause I ain't got doodly-shit.

60 to me, huh?

Ruff?

Call.

Pat.

Uh, 2.

- Dealer: In?
- 2.

Ok, dealer takes 3.

So, what're you gonna do?

I'm gonna bet 100.

I'll see ya.

What're you doin', Ruff?

There's your 100...

And 100 better.

Dealer: Beats me.

100...

And 200 more.

I'm out.

Ain't got that much.

How much you got?

105.

65.

You fellers know each other?

That's a bet.

You called.

Man: Lay 'em down.

Full barn.

7s, full of Jacks.

You cheated me!

Don't shoot me.

Jesus Christ.

Frank!

No, I ain't got nothin...

Now the next son
of a bitch that moves...

Dealer: I don't think the
bartender was gonna shoot ya.

Why the fuck didn't
he put out a sign?!

Some kinda poker game.

How bad you hurt?

I'm ok. I'm bleedin...

Take this. I'll be back.

You want me to get ya adoctor?

No, I don't need no doctor.

You could pick up my winnin's.

I think you'll find
that it's correct.

You sure you don't want
me to get the doctor?

Thank you.

Good luck.

God...

Damn.

I should've stuck
with what I was doin...

Frank: What are you doin'?

I'm gonna give her $100.

Now you take good care, darlin'.

You'll pay for that.

I'm bleedin' to death,

and you're givin'
away our money.

Come on, come on. Yah! Come on.

I'd like to talk to the sheriff.

Go right ahead.

My name's Paul Buckman.

Me and my brother here
come in from Montana.

Yeah, I know who you are.

How you know?

Ah, sheriff Jackson sent word.

Y'all get on down and
come in the office.

I wanna talk to ya.

Ok.

Man: Let not your hearts
be troubled.

If ye believe in god,
believe also in me.

In my father's house there
are many mansions.

If it were not so,
I would have told you.

If I go to prepare
a place for you,

I will come again and
receive you unto myself...

Paul: We better get
on back, little brother.

John: No.

He told us to do something,
we better do it.

Mama's gonna be needing us.

The last thing pa said

was bring Frank Post
and Ross Bodine back.

I aim to do it if it takes me

the rest of my life.

He was a man
by the name of yost.

Ruff Yost.

He's a no-good son of a bitch.
He drew down on Post,

and I guess when he did,
all hell busted loose,

'cause when it was all over

there was 3 men
and a woman dead.

That sounds like
self-defense to me.

Yeah, but a reliable witness,

he, uh, he don't
think Bodine oughta

got that bartender 'cause, uh...

Then there's that little matter

of bank robbin', you know.

Paul: Johnny!

Johnny.

Go home.

Ain't got to prove
nothin' no more, John.

This ain't up to us.

They was r-bar men,
they stole r-bar money.

Aw, hell, John.

They stole circle-c money
and lazy-w money

and they stole half
the money in town.

You're talking
about r-bar money,

he said it'd be
a cold day in hell

before anyone tries again.

But he don't
mean nothin' now, John.

He's dead, John-boy.

No, he ain't, Paul.

We're the ranch now, you and me.

You understand that?

How you doin'? You wanna stop?

No. Not much longer till dark.

Ross: Have another drink.

Now, Frank, relax,

'cause I don't want you jerking

while I'm gettin'
this thing out.

Ain't there a better way
to do this?

I wish there were, partner.

Oh, come on!

God damn it, I haven't
even started!

Have another drink.

Come on!

Come on, drink it all,
god damn it.

I don't wanna have
to hit you in the head.

Oh, god damn.

Hold on.

Oh, god, Ross! God damn, Ross!

God... de... ro... ohh! God, Ross!

God damn it, lie down!

Aah!

Damn it, come out of there,
you son of a bitch!

Uhh.

Ohh!

Sure wish I felt like
things were gonna be...

Just dandy.

They crossed here, I'd say,
sometime this morning.

Well, that's the Utah line.

You... y'all gonna go ahead?

So long, sheriff. Ahem.

Listen, son, why don't
you turn around

and come go back with us,

and maybe he'll give it
up after a while?

Nah. He'll... he'll
either bring 'em back,

or he'll die trying.

I don't care much
for him lately,

but I think I'd rather
see him bring 'em back.

Hoo, John!

Thanks, sheriff.

Come on, boys. Let's go home.

Paul: Little brother!

I know it ain't too appetizing,

but you oughta try
to eat something.

It ain't that I don't admire
your cooking, Ross,

but tonight I think I'm
just gonna have too pass.

How 'bout a drink?

I couldn't handle that, either.

Christ, you're sick.

Probably dying. Heh.

You're burnin' up.

I'm so cold, I can't
stop shakin...

Let's take another look
at that leg.

It's not so good, huh?

No, it ain't so bad.

Hell it ain't.

If it hurts worse,
you can cut it off

and I'll kiss you for doin' it.

Ok, it's infected.

We gotta get you to a doctor.

Yeah, there's one right
over the next hill. Heh.

And he's got
2 beautiful daughters.

Hey, wouldn't that just be...

That'd be just as good
as you could get, huh?

We'd better be headin'
back for Benson.

What happens if we keep goin'?

Well, this is
awful big territory.

Not many people around.

Bound to run into somebody
sooner or later,

but I wouldn't guarantee it
wasn't later than sooner.

Well, we made it this far.

I guess I can make it
the rest of the way.

It's too big a gamble, Frank.

It's my gamble.

It's my gamble,
and I'll bet you $1,000

we find us a town quicker
than it would take us

to get back to Benson.

Ok. I mean, I don't
wanna bet you,

but if you wanna do it that way,

that's the way we'll do it.

Now, if you need anything,
just holler, huh?

Hey, Ross.

- Yeah?
- Hey, Ross.

You wanna stop?

I don't wanna stop. I feel...

Easy, partner. Hold on.

Hold on, partner.

Aah!

Think I'll ever see Mexico?

Why, hell, yes.

After all this, it better
be as good as you say.

It's better.

I just didn't want
to tell you too much.

Uh, afraid you'd get
too anxious.

Tell me now.

Well, uh, a lot of it you know.

Tell me again.

It's green.

Yeah. Yeah, it's green
most of the year.

Uh, lots of grass,
plenty of water.

We can run us
1,000 or 2,000 head

if we wanted to,

but, uh, that kind
of spread spells work,

and I figure we've
done enough of that.

We'll just get us
a few mex cattle

just to keep our hands in.

But once we get that
real fine hacienda built,

plenty of people to do the work

and the cleaning up,

you and I are gonna
take it easy.

Whoa, now.

And I tell you, some
of those mexicana girls

are just about as pretty
as you'll ever wanna see.

Yes, sir, Frank.

I give you my personal
word of honor

that if there's one place
in this whole world

where a cowboy can
kick off his spurs

and be happy for the rest
of his life,

that's where we're going.

So hang on, partner.

It ain't much farther.

Well, I guess by now
you got me figured out

as someone that don't
surprise too easy,

for one thing,

and I ain't the most
superstitious bronc crasher

in the world, for another.

But I tell you, Frank.

The more it goes,
the more I see every day,

the less I wouldn't swear

that we ain't really got
much to say about it.

Maybe it's all been
figured out up front.

And except for a couple
of measly detours,

which is left to us
to make it seem like

we're really calling the shots,

we're just doin'
what was decided

the day we popped
into this old world.

'Cause, hell, look at us.

Now, honestly, you ever seen

a more unlikely combination?

Now, who the hell
would figure us

throwing in together?

I remember the first day

you came to work for the r-bar.

Talkin' like a windy texan,

actin' like a clown,

and wearing that silly-assed
hard-boiled derby.

And I decided that just about
everything about you

wasn't my style.

And I made a calculation on you

faster than I ever made one
before or since,

and I gave you just one week.

Just goes to show you
how wrong a man can be.

Just goes to show

that when it comes
to something special,

like lovin' a woman

or judgin' a man,

man just don't know shit.

A week later, we was walkin'
around each other.

A month later,
we was swappin' lies.

And a year later,
we was robbin' us a bank.

I guess I started out hating
your healthy young guts...

'Cause it was mostly
all behind for me

and mostly all ahead for you.

Anyway, for what it's worth...

You turned out to be
one goddamn fine cowboy.

Be seein' you, partner.

all you wild rovers

you listen to me

wanna tell you the tale

of my sad history

I'm a cowboy of fortune

a lover of life

too old for a sweetheart

too young for a wife

I've drunk me
some whiskey

and roped me a steer

I've busted wild broncos

my clothes,
they are ragged

my language is tough

but a sweet-lovin' woman

can smooth out the rough

oh, I've tasted it all

and I'm tellin' you, men

if I had me the chance jj»

I'd sure do it again

but the days
are much shorter

and winter is nigh

sooner or later

a man's gonna die

so drink to the rovers

the last of their kind

they're wild
and they're woolly

and out of their minds

just a few more tomorrows

they won't be around

forgotten by all

6 feet in the ground

Yah! Come on!

You son of a...

Bodine, I'm sorry.

Me, too.

He was mine, you son of a bitch.

He was mine, Paul.

Help me take him back, Paul.

John: I've gotta...
Gotta take him back!

You gotta help me, Paul.

Gotta help me
take him back, Paul.

Stand up...

Stand up, you son of a bitch.

All right. All right?

I got him, pa.

Look what I got!

Look what I got.

I done what you told me, pa.

Pa?

Paul...

Paul!

Get Ross Bodine...

Gotta take him...
Take him back...

I gotta see...

Uhh.

I did what you want.

Paul... help me.

Uhh...

Paul...

Frank: Beautiful! That's it,
stay on her, Ross.

Boy, I bet you didn't
have this much trouble

when you was 8.

Stay on her, Ross. Stay on her!

Hold onto her! That's it!
Ride her, now, ride her!

Waltz with the lady.
Waltz with her. Whoo!

You're doin' it!
You're doin' it!

Hang onto her, now!
Hold her, Ross!

Hold her! Ride her!
Waltz with the lady. Whoo!