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(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

♪ Ran out of money

♪ She ran out of love

♪ What more can she say?

♪ "If you love me, baby pay the rent"

♪ Don't throw stones You don't know

♪ It's not what you say It's what you do

♪ Don't throw your stones

Go ahead, sir.

♪ Twice as bad at work

♪ "If you love me buy me a big TV

♪ "You good-for-nothing lazy jerk"

MAN 1: No, no ifs, ands and buts.

♪ It's not what you say It's what you do

♪ Don't throw your stones

♪ Don't throw stones You don't know

MAN 2: How about some gold plastic?

WOMAN: You asshole. What do you take me for?

For 100 bucks.

(SCREAMS)

Get the fuck away from him.

Get off of him! Let go!

(MEN YELLING)

I think it's time for you gentlemen to leave.

Yeah. It's all right.

We were just having a little fun.

It's okay. Sorry.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Okay, Dalton.

I've always wanted to try you.

I think I can take you.

Outside.

Okay.

So here we are. Let's go.

Come on, hotshot. Come on.

Come on. Let's do it.

Hey, dirtball, where you going?

Moose lips, get back here. You dickhead.

What are you guys, the seven dwarves or something?

♪ It's not what you say It's what you do

♪ Don't throw your stones

(ALL CHEERING)

♪ Don't throw your stones ♪

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

Can I talk to you for a minute?

The name's Dalton, right?

I don't know you.

My name is Tilghman,

Frank Tilghman.

I have a little club outside of Kansas City called the Double Deuce.

It used to be a sweet deal.

Now, it's the kind of place

that they sweep up the eyeballs after closing.

Anyway, I've come into a little bit of money.

I'd like to make a better life for myself.

I need somebody to help me clean the place up.

I need the best.

Wade Garrett's the best.

Wade Garrett's getting old.

He's still the best.

I want you.

$5,000 up front, $500 a night, cash.

You pay all medical expenses.

I can live with that.

I run the show completely.

When the job's done, I walk.

I've got your plane ticket right here.

I don't fly.

Too dangerous.

- Well, when do I expect you? - Don't. I'll get there.

Dalton, you all right?

Just a scratch.

By the way, Oscar, Band Stand's all yours.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm out of here.

Great.

You know, I thought you'd be

bigger.

Yo.

What do I look like? A valet?

Keep it, it's yours.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(ON THE ROAD AGAIN PLAYING)

♪ Well, I'm so tired of crying but I'm out on the road again

♪ I'm on the road again

♪ Said I'm so tired of crying but I'm out on the road again

♪ I'm on the road again

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

MAN: Ladies!

All right, boy.

Hey, hotshot,

what's wrong with Detroit cars?

(MAN LAUGHING)

...shitting me for.

Come on, let go.

Don't come back, peckerhead.

MAN: Bring on the real band.

♪ Take a tip from me Baby, please

♪ Don't you cry no more

♪ But I ain't going down that long

♪ Old lonesome road all by myself ♪

You son of a bitch!

How many times did I tell you not to cheat on me?

Yo, Steve.

Fuck 'em, they're brothers.

God damn it, you're ripping my best fucking shirt.

You know, I get off at 2:00 and

I'd just love to get you off about a half an hour after that.

(CHUCKLING)

My God, you're a put-together woman.

MAN 1: Ladies first, asshole.

MAN 2: Come over here, baby.

Come here and sit with us for a little while.

Damn it!

He's making me damn mad.

Jesus, not here.

Follow me to the bathroom.

(ALL CHEERING)

- I need a drink. - Okay.

One, two, three, four...

(CONFIDENCE MAN PLAYING)

- Vodka rocks. - You got it, baby.

Hey, vodka rocks.

What do you say you and me get nipple to nipple?

I can do that without you.

(GROANING)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

Get him out of here, now.

Come on, man. Get your hands off me.

If you're not drinking, you're out of here.

Hey, don't let him bother you.

Morgan was born an asshole and just grew bigger.

I'm Carrie Ann.

If you need anything,

anything, you just let me know.

You got a name?

Yeah.

Well, what is it?

Dalton.

Oh, my God.

Shit, I heard of you.

PAT: Carrie Ann!

What are you waiting for? Christmas?

Move!

Shut up. I'm going. Jesus Christ.

♪ No discouraging word could be heard

♪ 'Cause I'm a confidence man

♪ Now, maybe Chicago is where you're bound

♪ But love is a cheap perfume It hangs around

♪ You roll the dice

♪ Now let the bet stand

Get him out of here.

Let's go, Sleeping Beauty.

MAN: Come on, move.

Come on.

What do you think this is, a rest home?

♪ 'Cause I'm a confidence man ♪

(ALL CHEERING)

All right, y'all. We'll be back in 10.

We got to drain the main vein, man.

Stick around.

Hey, you're paid to play. Play!

(LAUGHING)

Thanks, man.

So, you play pretty good for a blind white boy.

Yeah, and I thought you'd be bigger.

Dalton, how you doing?

It's good to see you.

Same here, man.

The boys and I heard you were coming into town.

Man, this toilet is worse than the one that we worked in Dayton.

Really?

It's a mean scene around here, man.

Blood on the floor in this joint every night.

Hey, Hank, you know who that is?

- Who? - Dalton.

♪ Wanna tell him maybe about Uncle John

♪ And then he got dizzy but he had a lot of fun

♪ Oh, baby, yeah

♪ Yeah, baby

That guy at the end of the bar is fucking Dalton, man.

He killed a guy once.

Ripped his throat right out.

Bullshit.

- What do you need, buddy? - Coffee, black.

MAN: Yeah, all right. Thanks, Bill.

(LAUGHING)

Ever seen a better pair of attitudes?

Fine, ain't they?

I'll tell you what. For 20 bucks

you can kiss them.

Are you kidding?

$10 a kiss. Here and now.

Go ahead. Do it. Go on.

Come on. Come on.

$10 a kiss. Go ahead.

(MOANING)

Hey buddy, what are you doing?

Are you going to kiss them or not?

I can't.

What do you mean, you can't?

I ain't got $20.

Why, you...

(GRUNTING)

Shit.

Fight!

Break it up!

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(LAUGHING)

You son of a bitch!

Bastard!

♪ Having us some fun tonight

♪ Something going on in the city

♪ Saw my baby comin' ♪

Fuck. Anybody got a mirror?

Shit.

Hey, how'd you like to tell us what the fuck's going on?

Are you gonna help us out or not?

I'll let you know.

You know, I heard you had balls

big enough to come in a dump truck, but

you don't look like much to me.

Opinions vary.

Cody.

Later.

All right, man. You take care. See you guys.

So, what about this song for me?

This Dalton character, what's his story?

The story is, you fuck with him, and he'll seal your fate.

Yeah?

So far, he hasn't shown me shit.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

She's a runner.

- These work? - Sure do.

I'll take it.

Good morning.

You the one who's got a room to rent?

Come on.

You honest?

Yes, sir.

You expect me to believe that?

(LAUGHING) No, sir.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(HORSES WHINNYING)

God damn it.

I swear, he does that just to piss me off.

- Who does? - Brad Wesley.

You like horses, do you?

If they like me.

You wouldn't steal them, would you?

No, sir.

Calling me "sir" is like putting an elevator in an outhouse.

Don't belong.

I'm Emmet.

I'm Dalton.

So, what do you think?

Well, I'll take it.

Must've been 20 people look at that room this past year.

No phone, no television.

No conditioned air, no tolerance for the fragrance of nature.

Nobody wanted it. How come you do?

You're just too persuasive for me, I guess.

It ain't the money, you understand, but if I don't charge you something

the Presbyterians around here are likely to pray for my ruination.

How's $100 a month strike you?

Fine.

You can afford that much?

If it keeps you in the good graces of the church.

Ain't it peculiar how money seems to do that very thing?

Now this

is the new Double Deuce.

I put a lot of money and time into this.

And to protect my investment, I've hired

the best damn cooler in the business.

From now on, he's in charge of all the bar business.

What he says goes.

Dalton.

Morgan, you're out of here.

What the fuck you talking about?

You don't have the right temperament for the trade.

You asshole. What am I supposed to do?

There's always barber college.

(MEN CHUCKLING)

You're a dead man.

You're out, too. We're selling booze here, not drugs.

Well, thank you.

Anybody else here dealing?

I'm telling you straight.

It's my way or the highway.

So anybody who wants to walk, do it now.

All right.

People who really want to have a good time won't come to a slaughterhouse.

And we've got entirely too many troublemakers here.

Too many 40-year-old adolescents, felons, power drinkers

and trustees of modern chemistry.

It's going to change.

Man, that sure sounds good.

But a lot of the guys who come in here, we can't handle one on one.

Even two on one.

Don't worry about it.

All you have to do is follow three simple rules.

One, never underestimate your opponent.

Expect the unexpected.

Two, take it outside.

Never start anything inside the bar

unless it's absolutely necessary.

And three,

be nice.

Come on.

If somebody gets in your face and calls you a cocksucker, I want you to be nice.

Okay.

Ask him to walk.

Be nice. If he won't walk, walk him.

But be nice.

If you can't walk him,

one of the others will help you, and you'll both be nice.

I want you to remember that it's a job.

It's nothing personal.

Uh-huh.

Being called a cocksucker isn't personal?

No.

It's two nouns combined to elicit a prescribed response.

What if somebody calls my mama a whore?

Is she?

(MEN CHUCKLING)

I want you to be nice

until it's time to not be nice.

Well, how are we supposed to know when that is?

You won't. I'll let you know.

You are the bouncers. I am the cooler.

All you have to do is watch my back and each other's

and take out the trash.

CODY: One, two, three...

♪ 737 coming out of the sky

♪ Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride

♪ I want to move

♪ Yeah, traveling band

♪ Yeah

♪ Well, I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand

♪ Playing in a traveling band

This is a Sears credit card. Beverly, Agnes.

Hi, Steve.

It's okay. They're friends of mine.

- But Dalton said... - It's okay. Trust me. Right this way.

♪ Well, I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand

- Leaded or unleaded? - Leaded.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

(WOMAN YELLING)

(MEN CHEERING)

Hank!

MAN: Come on, darling.

Pal, do me a favor, and get her down off there. What do you say?

I say, let her dance.

(WHOOPING)

Come on, baby!

Hey, look, pal, we don't want...

Come on, motherfucker. Stand back.

Come on. Come on, motherfucker.

Escort this gentleman to the door.

Did you see that shit? WOMAN: That's Dalton.

♪ Well, I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand

♪ Playing in a traveling band ♪

WOMAN: Who is that guy?

He's good.

He's real good.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

The name is Dalton.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Yeah.

You're gonna be my regular Saturday-night thing, baby.

Yeah. I've been thinking about you.

Yo, Steve.

You're history.

But I'm on my break.

Stay on it.

Shit.

You were hot that last set.

Yeah, we were good, weren't we?

You got quite a little enterprise going here.

What?

You go through a bottle every 30 minutes.

You're skimming the till for six shots a bottle, on drafts, one every ten.

I figure he's costing you about $150 a night.

So?

So, consider it severance pay.

Take the train.

I didn't hear you say that.

Well, I'm saying it now.

You sure?

Get out.

(LAUGHING)

Well, it was a good night. Nobody died.

It'll get worse before it gets better.

(BLUE MONDAY PLAYING)

♪ Blue Monday Ah, it's blue Monday

(ALL SHOUTING)

♪ Got to work, rather sleep all day

♪ Here come Tuesday Poor hard Tuesday

♪ I'm so tired Ain't got no time to play

♪ Here come Wednesday I plead to myself

♪ My gal calls Gotta tell her that I'm out

♪ 'Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day

♪ And Friday I get my pay

♪ Saturday morning Oh, Saturday morning

♪ All my tiredness has gone away

I love this guy.

- Isn't he cute? - Darling.

♪ ...and my honey

♪ And I'm out on the street to play ♪

CARRIE: Dalton!

Hey, Dalton!

No.

Dalton!

Morning. I brought you some breakfast.

Shit.

How'd you find me?

Oh, I, uh... It wasn't too hard. I mean, you know...

What did you do there last night?

What do you mean?

You fired the bartender, Pat.

He was skimming.

(CHUCKLING)

You should not have done that, Dalton.

Why is that?

You just shouldn't have, that's all.

Here you go.

Breakfast.

Thank you.

(LAUGHING) Oh, my God.

What is the joke?

There's no joke.

I just think I'm looking at a dead man, though.

It seems everywhere I go, I hear that same joke.

Something tells me you bring it on yourself.

(LIFE COULD BE A DREAM PLAYING)

♪ Oh, life could be a dream

♪ If I could take you up to paradise up above

♪ If you would tell me I'm the only one that you love

♪ Life could be a dream, sweetheart

♪ Now every time I look at you

♪ Something is on my mind

♪ If you do what I want you to

♪ Baby, we'd be so fine

♪ Sh-boom sh-boom

♪ Sh-boom sh-boom

♪ Ya-da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da Da ♪

♪ Sh-boom ♪

A new windshield's gonna cost you more than that old beater's worth.

My advice would be scrap her.

Well, I like her, so order me one, would you?

It'll take a few days.

Aerial I can get you now.

Great.

You the boy from the Double Deuce?

Yes, sir.

I kind of figured you'd be by.

You want to put in a standing order now?

No, I'll pay as I go.

- Dalton. - Red Webster.

How long are you gonna be in town?

Not very long.

That's what I said 25 years ago.

Really? What happened?

I got married to an ugly woman. Don't ever do that.

It just takes the energy right out of you.

She left me, though.

Found somebody even uglier than she was.

That's life. Who can explain it?

Oh, that's $5.

(CASH REGISTER DINGING)

So, uh, why'd you stay on?

Oh, uh, I fell for the place.

(DOOR BELLS DINGING)

Hello, Brad.

Red.

Brad Wesley.

Dalton.

He's working at the Double Deuce.

Oh, terrific. Hope you're gonna clean that place up.

Bad element over there.

Well, anything I can do for you...

Thanks, Red.

(SIGHS)

Well, Red,

beautiful day, isn't it?

Was.

♪ People preaching to me about the life that I lead

♪ Saying it's unhealthy running around at my speed ♪

Problem?

There's no problem.

Just a little mistake, that's all.

What's that?

My job.

You don't get it, do you?

Why don't you explain it to me?

I'll explain it to you.

Hey, shut up, shithead.

Mr. Tilghman has changed his mind.

And that's all you need to know, son.

No, I'm afraid I'm going to have to know a bit more than that.

Mr. Tilghman may own this bar, but the liquor he serves

is supplied to him by Brad Wesley.

Pat McGurn is in the employ of Mr. Wesley,

his uncle, not Mr. Tilghman.

You see, I'm staying, and you're going.

- Really? - That's right.

Sit down.

Come on, Dalton. You and me right now.

Right now!

What's the matter, you chicken dick?

What are you afraid of? Me?

Is that it, Dalton? You scared to fight me?

You big, bad Dalton.

(SMACKING LIPS)

What do you want? To kiss and make up?

(GROANING)

Jesus Christ.

(GRUNTING)

Stand up. Get him up.

Get up.

Get the fuck up.

You're out of here, pal.

- Hi. - Hi.

Hi, I'm Dr. Clay.

Hi.

How'd this happen?

Natural causes.

Looks like a knife wound.

Like I said.

You're a bouncer.

Mmm-hmm. Double Deuce.

Nice place. They send a lot of business my way.

I'm hoping to change that.

All by yourself?

Mr. Dalton, you may add nine staples

to your dossier of 31 broken bones,

two bullet wounds, nine puncture wounds

and four stainless-steel screws.

That's an estimate, of course. I'll give you a local.

No, thank you.

Do you enjoy pain?

Pain don't hurt.

Most of my patients would disagree with you.

Okay.

(INHALING)

Do you always carry your medical records around with you?

(CLICKS)

It saves time.

Your file says you've got a degree from NYU.

What in?

Philosophy.

Any particular discipline?

No, not really. Um...

Man's search for faith. That sort of shit.

Come up with any answers?

Not too many.

How's a guy like you end up a bouncer?

Just lucky, I guess.

WOMAN ON PA: Dr. Golden, please call the nurse's station in ICU.

Nice work. Good, clean stitches.

Thank you.

(CHUCKLING)

Do you ever win a fight?

Nobody ever wins a fight.

There you go.

Thanks.

Listen, uh,

if, uh, you'd like to stop by the Double Deuce sometime,

I'd buy you a of coffee, if you...

Happen to be in the neighborhood?

For that line of work, I thought you'd be bigger.

Gee, I've never heard that before.

Did I explain it wrong?

- Is that it? - No, boss, you didn't.

Pat's got a weak constitution.

You boys know that. That's why he's working as a bartender.

He's my only sister's son.

And if he doesn't have me, who's he got?

And if I'm not there, you're there.

I should have let you go, Jimmy.

One of you boys owes me an apology.

Now, I leave it up to you to decide

which one of you wants to say, "I'm sorry."

- I'm sorry, boss. - I'm sorry, boss.

I believe you, Tinker.

But you, O'Connor, somehow I don't believe you.

You better try it again.

If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a man who's untruthful.

I'm sorry, boss.

One thing that disgusts me is a man who can't admit when he's wrong.

I swear to God, boss, I'm sorry.

You disgust me. You want to know why?

No, why, boss?

(GRUNTS)

Because you're a bleeder. You bleed too much.

You are a messy bleeder.

You're weak.

You got no endurance for pain.

Come on. Get up.

You'll be fine. Come on.

Well, help him up!

You're gonna be fine.

And you know why?

Because I like you.

Get this piece of shit coward out of here.

Work ain't work when you're having fun.

Life is good.

(DOOR BELLS CHIMING)

Jesus.

Red?

- Red? - Yeah?

What happened? Did you get robbed?

Every week.

So, what does he take?

- Who? - Brad Wesley.

Ten percent, to start.

It's all legal like.

He formed the Jasper Improvement Society.

All the businesses in town belong to it.

Everybody pay?

Does a hobbyhorse have a wooden dick?

MAN: Pour it on. Squirt it on.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

MAN: Charge!

Come back here, you jarhead.

Take it easy, Rambo. I know you want to save the world from the commies,

but you're gonna have to do it from down here, man.

MAN 1: Squirt him.

MAN 2: Hose him down. MAN 1: Cool him off.

Let's get him.

MAN: Garrett! Yo.

Some guy, name of Dalton.

What's going on, mijo?

Hey. How you doing, buddy?

Shit. Hell, kid. I'm in hog heaven.

If I was doing any better, I couldn't live with myself. How 'bout you?

I'm all right.

By God, you ought to be, all that money you're making, right?

What's going on down in Jasper?

You know. New town, same story.

Um, listen,

you ever heard of a guy named Brad Wesley?

No, can't say that I have.

You having trouble?

Nothing I'm not used to.

But it's amazing what you can get used to.

Tell me about it.

This place has a sign hanging over the urinal, says,

"Don't eat the big white mint."

(LAUGHING)

Stay cool, kid.

- Right. - Got to go.

I'll see you later.

♪ Ooh, I don't wanna lose this good thing

♪ That I've got

♪ 'Cause if I did

♪ I would surely

♪ Surely lose a lot

♪ For your love is better

Why won't you look me in the eye, Dalton?

I'm shy.

Would you be shocked

if I said, "Let's go to my place and fuck"?

It ain't gonna kill you.

You know, you might even like it.

Say good night, Denise.

Let go.

(ENGINE REVVING)

♪ Lightning

♪ The way you love me is frightening

♪ I think I better knock on wood

I didn't know she could sing.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Right boot.

Got it.

Sorry, we're closed.

Then what are all these people doing here?

Drinking and having a good time.

That's why we're here.

(GROANING)

You're too stupid to have a good time.

(GRUNTING)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

Go, Dalton. Kick his ass.

WOMAN: All right, yeah.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

Son of a bitch!

Give me the biggest guy in the world,

you smash his knee, he'll drop like a stone.

Damn good fight.

(CAR SPEEDING AWAY)

- Hi. - Hi.

So, you looking for somebody?

You.

Are you always better than they are?

Pretty much.

Never been put down?

No.

Not really.

How do you explain that?

The ones who go looking for trouble are not much of a problem

to someone who's ready for them.

I suspect it's always been that way.

Somebody has to do it.

Somebody's got to pay somebody to do it.

Might as well be you.

I better take you home.

If I keep talking you're going to go off thinking I'm a nice guy.

I know you're not a nice guy.

Pretty soon I'm gonna have to start charging that bum rent.

Tonight's rent.

(MAN BURPING)

Your fan club?

They are devoted.

You live some kind of life, Dalton.

Too ugly for you.

I didn't say that.

- See you. - Bye.

We've been looking all over for you.

Mr. Wesley wants to see you.

Let's go.

After you.

(POP MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I want to know just one thing

♪ This is the way I feel

♪ I'm not pretending ♪

Hey, Dalton. Have a Bloody Mary?

Some breakfast?

No, thank you.

Well, suit yourself.

Will you shut that shit off?

I can't listen to that crap. It's got no heart.

My grandfather.

Looks like an important man.

He was an asshole.

But you,

you're a smart boy, aren't you, Dalton?

You're just not too realistic.

Christ, I'm just like you.

I came up the hard way from the streets of Chicago.

You know, when I came to this town after Korea, there was nothing.

I brought the mall here.

I got the 7-11, I got the Photomat here.

Christ, JC Penney is coming here because of me.

You ask anybody, they'll tell you.

You've gotten rich off of the people in this town.

(LAUGHING)

You bet your ass I have.

And I'm gonna get richer.

I believe we all have a purpose on this earth.

A destiny. I have a faith in that destiny.

It tells me to gather unto me what is mine.

But Christ, you get paid for beating people up.

Tell me you don't love it.

Of course you do.

You wouldn't be human if you didn't.

I have a cousin in Memphis.

Tells me you killed a man down there.

Tells me you said it was self-defense at the trial.

But you and I know that isn't so, don't we?

Relax.

Tell me,

if I owned a bar and wanted to clean it up,

how much would it take to get you to come work for me?

There's no amount of money.

(ROADHOUSE BLUES PLAYING)

♪ Keep your eyes on the road

♪ Your hands upon the wheel

WOMAN: Hey, we're here.

(SHOUTING)

♪ The back of the roadhouse

♪ They got some bungalows

♪ Yeah The back of the roadhouse

♪ They got some bungalows

♪ And that's for the people who like to get down slow

♪ Let it roll, baby, roll

♪ Let it roll, baby, roll

Thanks.

♪ Let it roll

♪ All night long ♪

Good to see you.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Ernie, what's the story?

Whiskey's running low.

I finally get this place just the way I want it,

and now we're running out of booze.

I've called every supplier I know.

Why won't they deliver?

Wesley.

Ernie, give me the phone.

I'll take care of it.

Hi.

I hear you're the new marshal in town.

DALTON: You heard wrong.

Uh-oh.

Dig a hole.

(LAUGHING)

This is your place?

Up there.

It's quiet, and the horses let me know if anybody comes around.

I love it.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(THESE ARMS OF MINE PLAYING)

♪ ...arms of mine

♪ They are lonely

♪ Lonely and feeling blue

I saw your picture in Red Webster's place.

He's my uncle.

Nice old guy.

Yeah.

He raised me after my parents died.

That's why I came back here.

Now we take care of each other.

So, how come you never got married?

I did.

What happened?

Didn't work.

Why?

Guess I picked the wrong guy.

♪ These arms of mine

♪ They are burning

♪ Yearning from wanting you

♪ And if you

♪ Would let them hold you

♪ Oh, how grateful I will be

♪ These arms of mine

♪ They are burning

♪ Burning from wanting you

♪ These arms of mine

♪ They are wanting

♪ Wanting to hold you

♪ And if you

♪ Would let them hold you

♪ Oh, how grateful I will be

♪ Come on, come on baby

♪ Just be my little woman

♪ Just be my lover

♪ I need me somebody

♪ Someone to treat me right

♪ I need your woman's loving arms

♪ To hold me tight

♪ And I need your tender lips ♪

(HORSE WHINNYING)

Mmm.

Little Rock.

You're going to have a lot of pain when you get older, Dalton.

You could be crippled if you don't slow down.

Yeah, that's what they say.

You already know that?

No, I just said, "That's what they say."

(LAUGHS)

Where are you going to go from here?

I don't know.

You could stay, Dalton, if you wanted to.

I don't think so.

Hang on!

You got a woman up there with you?

That's right.

Don't give me no lip, Lord.

Where'd she get to?

She'll be back.

If you're smart, you'd pitch your tent.

Sometimes I'm not as smart as I'd like to be.

You never know, son. Maybe she'll be smart enough for both of you.

Thanks, Ernie.

- Hi, Dal. - Hi, honey.

Hey, there he is.

- What's up? - What do you say?

Hey, Cody.

Hey, bro. What's going down?

Not too much.

That's not what I hear.

The word is, you've been spending time with Elizabeth Clay.

So?

You know who had a thing for Elizabeth Clay?

Brad Wesley.

As I hear it, she left town and he went nuts.

It's a small town. And I don't...

Dalton!

The truck's here.

Okay.

Of course, that's just the word.

- Thanks. - No problem.

The Double Douche.

Hey!

Put them back.

This bar is closed for business.

It's okay, Jim. Take a break.

Can I buy you guys a drink?

Guess not.

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

You got a skinny little runt named Dalton working here?

He's out the back.

I know you.

Pour me a beer, will you? I'll be back.

How do you like that, kung fu?

How's it going, mijo?

Mind your own business, dad.

(DALTON GROANING)

Do you want to fight, dickless?

I sure ain't gonna show you my dick.

(GROANING)

Shit!

Damn, that hurts, doesn't it?

(YELLING)

MAN: Hey, there's a fight out back.

I had it under control.

Yeah, I knew that.

Glad to see you.

Good to see you.

MAN: Who is that guy?

Gentlemen, Wade Garrett.

Holy shit.

Exactly right.

Morgan, nice to see you.

Where in the fuck are we going now?

I got somebody I want you to meet.

Uh-oh.

I thought you said you were all right.

I'm fine.

I fucking knew it!

Hi.

Hey.

(CHUCKLES)

1975, Albuquerque.

Got blindsided by a bottle of Jack Daniels.

Fucking around somewhere where I shouldn't have been at the time.

I was very drunk.

The kid here got his head cracked.

You got the scar.

I'll show you a scar.

I'll show you one I'm real sentimental about, Doc.

A woman?

Boy, was she.

God, I feel like dancing. You like to dance, Doc?

Yeah.

What time is it?

Daytime.

Good, then some other place will be open. Let's get out of here.

Take this lady someplace where it's a little more romantic. Let's go.

He's serious.

- Come on. - Well, we'd better go.

There you are.

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

♪ All my ex's

♪ Live in Texas ♪

Yee-haw!

♪ And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be

God, he's great coming out of the gate, but not much for stamina.

♪ But all my ex's live in Texas

♪ And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee

Is this the part where you tell me what a great guy your friend is?

Not hardly.

This is the part where I tell you, I want you for myself.

DALTON: Uh, yo...

Whatever he's saying, you can be fairly sure it's a lie.

♪ But I'm alive and well in Tennessee ♪

Don't bet on it.

Thanks, Doc.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

That gal's got entirely too many brains to have an ass like that.

You've got your hands full, kid.

What's the matter?

You're still living in the past, aren't you?

We're a long way from Memphis.

Memphis has nothing to do with it.

Bullshit.

That dog won't hunt.

I can't believe you're still dragging that shit around with you.

It seems to me, you'd be a little more philosophical about it

and cut it the fuck loose.

You know, that fucking c...

That girl never told you she was married.

Did she?

And when a man sticks a gun in your face, you got two choices.

You can die, or you can kill the motherfucker.

Don't mean to bust up the party or anything,

but my shift starts in a couple of hours.

Yeah.

Thought I'd go home and get a little sleep.

Aren't you guys tired?

Doc, I'll get all the sleep I need when I'm dead.

Thanks for the dance.

Bye.

(WHITE ROOM PLAYING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Hey, Dalton, Red's place is on fire!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

MAN: Oh, my God!

(ALL SCREAMING)

MAN: Come on, stay with me!

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

With a fire like that, nothing they could do. Nothing.

Jack Daniels.

Thank you.

It's like a morgue in here. Play something, Elvis!

Get those firemen in here. I want to buy them a drink.

They risked their lives to save a no-good,

faggot draft-dodger like Red Webster.

Ask for a little contribution to improve the town,

everybody digs deep, except for him.

Of course you can dance, honey.

Elvis, play something with balls.

MAN: Showtime, guys.

♪ Gypsy woman told my mother

♪ 'Fore I was born

♪ She said you got a boy child comin'

♪ He's goin' to be a son of a gun

♪ Gonna make pretty women jump and shout

♪ And the world gonna know what's it all about

♪ You gotta know I'm here

MAN 1: Move it!

(MEN EXCLAIMING)

MAN 2: Gimme a little bit.

♪ Well, I'm the hoochie-coochie man

♪ And everybody knows I'm here

(MEN CHEERING)

♪ I got a black cat bone

♪ I got a mojo too

♪ I got a John the Conquer root

♪ I'm gonna mess with you I'm gonna make you

♪ Lead me by my hand

♪ Then the world will know

♪ I'm the hoochie-coochie man

♪ Everybody knows I'm here

(MEN SHOUTING)

♪ Hoochie-coochie man

♪ You better believe I'm here

(MAN WHISTLING)

(MEN CHEERING)

If you're going to have a pet, keep it on a leash.

You're right.

Jimmy.

♪ On the seventh hour

♪ Of the seventh day

♪ On the seventh month

♪ The seventh doctor said

♪ He said he's born for good luck

♪ And that you see

♪ I've got $700, baby

♪ And don't you mess with me

♪ Because you know I'm here ♪

(GRUNTING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Can somebody get a drink around here?

(YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

You!

(MAN YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

Come on, old man.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(YELLING)

(GUN FIRES)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

All right, that's enough.

This isn't working out, Dalton.

Let's go, boys.

Your ass is mine, boy.

Same town, new story, pal.

Let's get a beer.

RED: I've talked till I'm blue in the face, God damn it.

We could salvage the place, Red.

We could build it back up. I'll help you out.

Nope.

But you got insurance, don't you?

For 20 years, I watched Wesley get richer,

while everybody around him got poorer.

Can you prove he started the fire?

Who you going to prove it to?

He has the sheriff and the police force in his pocket,

for Christ's sake.

I can call a friend in Springfield who works for the FBI.

Are you going to take the stand against him?

There's only one person around here

you've got to prove anything to.

That's Wesley himself.

You scared him last night.

Brad Wesley, he's not afraid of anything, right?

Last night, that son of a bitch was afraid.

No, he wasn't.

Dalton, check this out. Wesley wants to put

a little something down on a new car.

You lost your faith, Strodenmire.

That's what it is.

It's made you an abuser.

Well, what are you waiting for, Gary?

Drive through there!

No! No! No!

Hold it. Hold it. Hold it.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Oh, my God.

Yeah!

What the hell is wrong with you, Brad?

Have you lost your mind?

He's a drifter, you know.

To see you wind up with someone like that is a shame.

This has nothing to do with him.

Well...

You get him out of here, Elizabeth.

Because if you don't, he's going down.

And I'm not going to lose a second's sleep about it.

Strodenmire.

I never thought you'd turn on me, too.

This is my town.

Don't you forget it.

Let's go, Jimmy.

You got insurance, don't you?

Hey, little amigo.

You're all fucked up, aren't you?

Let's crank that thing up and head down the road.

We can be gone by dawn.

Never see this place again.

You can leave anytime you want to.

Shit, kid.

Fuck.

You don't need this.

Don't tell me what I need.

If you want to go, go. Get the fuck out of here and leave me alone.

Yeah, you're right.

I ought to stop telling you what to do.

Maybe I ought to kick your ass.

(DALTON GRUNTS)

No, we don't want to do this.

And I'll tell you something else.

You taught me as much as I ever taught you.

I love you, mijo.

I'll see you.

(GRUNTING)

Dalton.

Little late for a house call, don't you think?

I came to talk to you.

No,

you came to tell me to leave.

I care about you, Dalton.

You don't know him.

Bullshit.

I know exactly who Brad Wesley is.

I've seen his kind many times.

He keeps taking and taking until somebody takes him.

It's obvious nobody in this town can stand up to him.

But you can stop him.

Brad Wesley picked me.

And when he did, he fucked up.

I'm only good at one thing, Doc.

I never lose.

But what are you going to win?

Who's this for anyway? Are you doing it for them?

I don't think so.

Do you think you're gonna save these people from Brad Wesley?

Well, who's gonna save them from you?

(EXPLODING)

Emmet!

Emmet!

Emmet!

It's Dalton. Are you all right?

I'd be fine if you'd get off of me.

(BIKE ENGINE REVVING)

Prepare to die.

You are such an asshole.

(GRUNTING)

I used to fuck guys like you in prison.

Damn, boy.

I thought you were good.

Go fuck yourself.

I'm gonna kill you the old-fashioned way.

(GUN FIRING)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMING)

Wesley!

Wesley!

Wesley!

Fuck you!

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello. WESLEY: Top of the morning to you.

Here's what's on for today.

Wade? Or Elizabeth?

What?

One of them dies.

Now, who will it be?

You are a sick man.

Well, I just have to flip a coin.

Hold on a second.

Wesley?

Dalton,

I'd sure like to tell you how it turned out.

Wesley.

Garrett. Oh, my God.

Over here.

Are you all right?

There was only three of them.

They said I was lucky.

I got to find Doc.

Let's go.

Sit the fuck down. Have a beer. I'll be back.

Hey.

Wesley wins, man. We're out of here.

That a boy, mijo.

Where's Dr. Clay?

She's in X-ray.

(DOOR OPENING)

Get your things. We're out of here.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

Yes, you are. Let's go. Now.

Forget it.

Doc,

the man is crazy.

And you're not?

Now, get out of here.

Yo.

Wake the fuck up.

We're out of here.

I said one beer, senor.

Remember that blonde? Whew. She could suck-start a Harley.

There he is.

Get out of here!

Find that prick.

O'Connor?

Shit.

Tails again.

I hate this place.

(SCREAMING)

Mr. Wesley!

You're made for each other.

(FLOORBOARD CREAKING)

I see you found my trophy room, Dalton.

The only thing that's missing

is your ass.

What's this all about, anyway?

Your friend Wade?

One old man?

That's what I call a mercy killing.

I took him out of his misery.

Now, you're not mad at me about that, are you?

Hell, you took Jimmy.

He was in better shape.

Hell, you took all my boys.

Now, come on out, Dalton.

This town is big enough for both of us.

Let's talk about this.

(GUN FIRING)

I thought it would be fun to fight you.

I really did.

But now, I just don't have the time.

No!

It's over!

(GUN FIRES)

This is our town, and don't you forget it.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Brad, where are you?

They're in here, Sheriff.

All right, who's gonna tell me what the hell happened here?

I didn't see nothing.

You see anything, Pete?

No, I didn't see anything.

You see anything, Red?

I didn't see nothing. Not a thing.

You see anything, Tinker?

A polar bear fell on me.

♪ Look out across the fields

♪ See me returning

♪ Smoke is in your eyes

♪ You draw a smile

♪ From the fireplace where my letters to you are burning

♪ You've had time to think about it for a while

♪ Well, I've walked 200 miles Look me over

♪ It's the end of the chase and the moon is high

♪ It won't matter who loves who

♪ You'll love me or I'll love you

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ From the sky

♪ I can see through your walls

♪ I can tell that you're hurting

♪ Sorrow covers you up like a cape

♪ Only yesterday I know that you've been flirting

♪ With disaster Somehow managed to escape

♪ Well, I can't provide for you no easy answers

♪ Who are you that I should have to lie?

♪ You'll know all about it, love

♪ It'll fit you like a glove

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ From the sky

♪ For all eternity I think I will remember

♪ That icy wind that's howling in your eye

♪ You will see me in your time

♪ In the wasteland of your mind

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ From the sky

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ When the night comes falling

♪ From the sky ♪