All language subtitles for (hdbest.net) Posse (1975)

Is Strawhorn there?

Yes, sir.

The money, too?
Yes, sir.

Fire. Fire!

Where's Strawhorn?

The end of Strawhorn's gang.

But if I don't get him,

I don't get elected.

He's dead, sir.

"Vengeance
is mine," sayeth the Lord.

Eye for eye, tooth for tooth,

hand for hand, foot for foot.

O Lord, this good man died

in the faithful performance
of his duty.

At the hands
of Jack Strawhorn.

His death
shall be avenged.

Let us pray.

Hey! Drinks for everybody!

Where you been keeping
yourself, Pensteman?

I want all of you to join me
in a toast to a great man...

Howard Nightingale.

And there he is,

our next senator!

The usual.

That's the one.

Nightingale!

Hey, how about you, mister?

I want everybody
with a drink in his hand.

It's my pleasure
to buy you a drink, sir.

What would be your pleasure,
sir?

Someone help him.

Back inside.
Get back inside.

Get the gun.

Get back.

Mama!

Strawhorn,
you're under arrest.

I got what I came for.

I ain't looking
for any dividends.

What's laying back there
ain't nothing to nobody.

Now, all these people
can do is fire you.

For a smart lawman,

there's always better towns,
believe me.

And better jobs.

I ain't leaving town.
Neither are you.

The only help these people
are going to give you, son,

is with your coffin.

Pawn the gun.

Take the first train out.

Someday we'll have a drink.

Strawhorn!

This isn't going to
make Nightingale very happy.

Keep your hands
off the train.

Hey, there, keep your
hands off the train.

What's going on?

It's him!
It's Nightingale!

We sure need you,
Mr. Nightingale.

It was Jack Strawhorn.

Killed them both
in cold blood. It was awful.

The sheriff and
a man named Pensteman.

Pensteman?
Yes, sir.

- Mount up!
- Oh, thank God.

How long ago?
About two hours.

Rode off
toward the hills.

Damn fool
tried to arrest him.

Should've
shot him on sight.

By that time
it was too late.

Nobody'll fight
faster than we will.

But we couldn't tell
what was happening.

- We feel safer now.
- Man's crazy.

How do we protect ourselves?

That's my job.
Marshal Nightingale?

Yes, sir.
Hellman, Tesota Sentinel.

What can I do
for you?

You were commissioned

to capture Strawhorn
and his gang, right?

The gang is dead.

Does that mean
Strawhorn escaped?

Temporarily.

If you fail
to capture Strawhorn,

could this affect
your campaign for senator?

I'll leave that
to your impartial judgment.

I'll be back. Come on!

Hyah! Hup!

Mr. Hellman?

Get him, marshal.

Would you
turn around, please?

Yeah, that's fine.
Fine. Thank you.

Just hold it
right there.

Hold it
right there.

Thank you.

Pepe,
don't be a bigger fool than God made you!

Pretend you got a
few more brains than a rabbit.

How can I have brains?
You got them all!

What a place!
I could kill you 50 times.

Whoever comes
better come with God.

They ain't
going to need God, we are.

What is the trouble
this time?

Your message said nothing
about the others.

Dead.
Dead?

Everyone?
You got it.

Qué lástima.
They were the best.

No, second-best.

You are about
to see the best.

Now, what do you got?

- Get that son of a bitch!
- Put it here.

Hey, run, baby!

Hey!

Come on!

Come on, get that ball!

Here!
Oh, shit!

He got him!
Yeah, baby!

Come on,
get that ball in here!

They're practicing.
Come on, baby! Whoo!

Come on!

Look at them, huh?

You want to kill a train,
here are your matadores!

Jack Strawhorn.

You say his name,
the railroad cries!

Now, once a month,

there's a Santa Fe Flyer
comes through here.

Carries a payroll.
Big one.

Gold.

I take 50 percent
of what we get

and y'all split up
the rest among yourselves.

You're working for me,

so you just take orders
from me.

You don't have to think.
I'll do the thinking.

Are you ready?

Sure, I am.
Yeah, we're ready.

Well, we'll see about that
when the posse rides in.

In...

but not out.

You.

You.

And with the cigar.

Now, get the rest of the men
armed and yourselves...

and get up there to them shacks
just as quick as you can.

Hey, you really
talk good, Jack.

Santa Fe Flyer,
payroll in gold, chingo!

You ignorant son of a bitch,

what are you trying
to do to me, huh?

I asked you for men

and you deliver me
cucarachas.

Two weeks,
you get them.

But you gave me two days,
gringo cabrón.

What do you expect?
Joaquin Murieta?

I must be stupid.

Well, then,
don't blame me!

Why do I work
with you? Why?

Just give me one reason!

You're stupid, too.

And I had to leave
tracks the blind could follow.

It's either me or them,
but with these pitiful people...

But you make men,
Jack, I've seen you do it.

Why, in 30 days...
I don't have 30 days!

I got 30 minutes,
so making is out.

That posse's
right on my tail.

How many?
Six.

We're eight
and two. Ten.

Pepe, you don't know those six,
or who's leading them.

Who?
Come on!

Tell me, who?

Nightingale.

Oh...

Now, get this straight:

We're going to
let them ride in.

That's the sluice.

As soon as they're
this side of the sluice,

they're in range,
got it?

I want four of you
in that shack over there,

and four in this shack
right here.

Two in each window.

From them positions

we got the entire little valley
covered.

When they're in range,

you let fly
with everything that you've got.

But not until they're in range.

Don't fire a shot

until they're this side
of the sluice.

Now, you got that?

Yeah.

We'll be up there on the hill.
Crossfire.

- It's going to be a clear shot.
- In you go.

Everybody take
their positions.

This is going to be easy!

Let's go!

If money can make a miracle,
we can have a good day.

Every day above ground
is a good day.

Boy, oh, boy. It's going to be
like shooting fish in a barrel.

They're here. Get ready.

Remember, now, don't shoot until
they're this side of the sluice.

Now, you guys shoot
from over there

and we're going to
do it from over here.

All right.

Dismount.

Those shanties
are out of range,

but let's
give them a volley.

Eso es. Más cerquita.

Más cerquita.

Más cerquita. Más aqui.

Get ready.

Fire.

Hold your fire.

Let them have it!

Yee-hoo! Let's kill them!

Assholes!

Stupid bastards.

Way short.

I figure seven,
maybe eight.

Spread out and go get them.

Let's go get them!

Let's get
out of here!

Open up!
Somebody, help me!

Get back here,
you goddamn coward!

Matadores.

Don't shoot!
No, don't...

Cucarachas.

Come on, I've seen enough.

Don't leave me!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Drop your gun.

Drop it!

Hands behind
your back.

As marshal
of the state of Texas,

I arrest you
for train robbery...

and murder.

They got him,
they got him!

There he is!

How do you like it now,

you son of a bitch?

You're going to get it!

Good for you,
Nightingale, you got him!

Great job, marshal.

You gutless bastard.

Now what's
the headline?

"Nightingale
Captures Strawhorn."

Reset the type,
I'll get the story.

All this work for nothing.

You're not so brave now, Strawhorn.
Dirty murderer.

- You goddamn coward!
- He should be hanged!

- Somebody get a rope!
- String him up!

That yellow coward!
Please, please!

I know how you feel...

but I have a job to do.

Let me finish it.

Hey, marshal, good,
I told you you'd get him!

Take him in.

Boy, you've got
that election now.

Lock him up.

No, marshal, please stay there.
Let me take one picture.

I don't like being shot
at, even by a camera.

All right, fine. McCanless,
get your ass out of there.

Come on,
Wiley, make it quick.

Hey, mister,
can I have one of those?

Of course, as many
as you want.

One's enough.

All right, now,
how's this?

Yeah, fine.

You people stand still
there. Thank you.

Let's hear it for Nightingale!

Nightingale!

Nightingale! Nightingale!

Boo!

What in the hell
happens to us when he gets elected?

Oh, Krag goes with him,

the Indian goes back
to the reservation.

We'll probably end up buried
in a grave by the railroad.

Come on!

He'll take care of us.
Has he ever let us down?

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe he'll get us
a nice, soft sheriff job,

like the one
in Tesota here.

Strawhorn knows spots
like that all over Texas.

He'll take care of us.

I admire
a man who's loyal.

Ah, but there's one thing
I admire more.

Excuse me, boys.

Ma'am?

Excuse me,
but my name's John Wesley.

I'm Katherine Cooper.
Uh-huh.

My husband and I
own the café.

Oh, yes, ma'am, me and my
friends were just talking

about the nice welcome
you people give us.

No more
than you deserve.

Have they arranged
for the fiesta yet?

Not yet,
but I hope so.

I hope so, too.
May I?

Tell you what,

keep your eye on that coin
and you can have it.

Blow.

There it is,
right there.

You two must be
the prettiest girls in Tesota.

Mr. Jones?

Would you send these wires off
for me in this order:

The governor,
attorney general,

president
of the railroad,

and the Austin
Herald-Express.

Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Gentlemen.

Marshal, is there
anything else you need, sir?

Well, as a matter of fact, I could
use a blacksmith, if it's possible.

Right away.

- Oh, and a carpenter, too,
- Jed!

to board up a jail cell
on the train.

Send the smithy and
the carpenter over to the train.

Yes, sir.

Anything else, marshal?

Oh, you haven't
met Mrs. Ross.

May I present
Marshal Nightingale.

How do you do, marshal?
How do you do?

I'm so happy to meet
our next senator.

Oh, I'm happy
you think so.

And it's my pleasure
to offer you

the hospitality of my hotel.
Thank you.

The best
accommodations in town.

Absolutely.

For you and your men.

Well, that's
very kind of you,

but my men are accustomed
to plain living and so am I.

Of course, I do like
to indulge myself at times.

I'll try to see to it
that you're comfortable.

Mrs. Ross, I'm very grateful.

Grateful?
Sir, we're the ones who are grateful.

Yes, in fact, we're planning a
little celebration for you tonight.

A tribute to you and your men.
We've arranged all the details.

And you'll give a speech.
Hold it, hold it.

I came here to do a job,
not campaign for office.

Marshal Nightingale...

your job is done.

Mr. Strawhorn?

Who are you?

Hellman,
from the Tesota Sentinel.

Do you mind?
Not allowed.

Well, sir,
I'll stand right here.

I just wanna ask him
a few questions.

You gotta get permission
from the marshal.

Well, I'd like to ask him
a question, then.

You got a cigarette?

Sir, I must remind you

that we're in the age
of new journalism.

Bless you, sir.

All right, downstairs,
let's go.

Say, Hellman,
tell them the truth.

Tell them I'm innocent.

A victim
of circumstance!

Mistaken identity.

Could I have a light?

I don't have a match.

Eat it.

You're a nice man.

Marshal, you've got
this town sewed up.

The time to count votes
is after the election.

I see a lot of posters
of my opponent.

Take a look around
tonight.

Mm.

Newspaper's not backing me.
Newspapers don't vote.

After what you've done
for this town,

don't worry about it,
he'll come around.

Marshal, your deputy,
acting on your orders,

refuses to let me speak
with Strawhorn.

Now, why is that?

Sit down, Mr. Hellman.
Thank you, Wiley.

Yeah,
I'll have more later.

You do get around,
don't you?

Marshal, what are you
afraid of?

Mr. Hellman, we've just captured
the most dangerous man in Texas.

I don't wanna lose him.

And I might knock out the guard
with my crutch

and run off with him?

I don't believe in leaving
anything to chance.

As a marshal,
I have my duty.

I run a newspaper,
I have mine.

A very good newspaper,

even if you're against
my campaign.

Why is that?

Nothing personal.
You're a credit to your uniform.

Thank you.

So was I.

Oh, I didn't know you
were a military man.

My commanding officer
was a very ambitious man.

He became a general,
I became a civilian.

You're too ambitious,
marshal.

You make it sound
like a dirty word.

Now, where would this country be
without ambition?

Where would
your campaign be

without the backing
of the railroad?

That special car
they provide you with?

Now, Mr. Hellman,

there is nothing against
public-spirited people

helping to maintain
law and order.

Now, where would this town be
without the railroad?

A pimple on the map
of Texas.

How would you vote
if the railroad's interests

were not the same
as the people's?

Listen, Mr. Hellman,

the railroad
represents progress.

You can't favor progress
and oppose the railroad.

I can and I do.
That's why I oppose you.

Well, I hope you won't persuade
too many to share your views.

Good afternoon.

Ice-cold punch for the ladies

and a little warmer stuff
for the gents.

Mrs. Cooper, some punch?
Wesley!

One, two.

Here you are, boss,
wet your whistle.

- There he is! There he is!
- Where?

He's coming out of the hotel.
There he is!

Yay, Nightingale!

Is he going to make a speech?

Marshal Nightingale!

I'd like to shake your hand,
marshal.

How do you like
the song, marshal?

Good job.
Good job, Nightingale.

Speech! Speech!

We know you won't let us down!

...see you.
Yeah, come on.

Hey, speech, speech.

Good job, marshal.

You're looking at
our next senator, Tim.

You did one wonderful job.

You've got my vote.

Ladies and gentlemen,

what a fine town.

Nice people.

I'm pleased to be here tonight.

Jack Strawhorn
sends his regrets.

Every criminal
I've set out to capture...

is in jail...

or in his grave.

Am I boasting?

No, my friends,
I'm not here to boast.

I'm not here to seek praise.

I'm here to sound a warning.

The job has just begun!

Of course,
there's some politicians...

men, I might add,
in very high office...

who talk about rehabilitation,
reform.

How do you reform
a rattlesnake?

By petting it?
By begging it not to bite?

No, you use a shotgun.

You know, I have yet
to meet a criminal

who didn't try
to justify his crime.

He was poor, he was hungry,
no one gave him a chance.

Who among us
hasn't been hungry?

Who among us
hasn't been poor?

Did we sit around
waiting for chances? No!

All politicians are
full of shit.

We made our own chances.

But what does the outlaw do?
He doesn't believe in work.

No, no. He says,
"You work, you save."

And then he takes a gun
and says, "Hand it over.

"Hand it over,

everything you've worked for,
everything you've saved."

And yet there are those
who make heroes

out of killers
and looters.

When banks are robbed,
they rejoice.

When railroads

that unite the Atlantic
and the Pacific oceans

are plundered, they cheer.

But where would Tesota be
without railroads

and the money
to maintain them?

I've been working
for the railroad... ♪

And yet I know people
who applaud men like Strawhorn.

Call them adventurers,
highwaymen.

snakes, marauding wolves.

And when you live with wolves,
you learn to howl.

My dear friends,
hold your cheers.

Tonight is not
a tribute to me.

Tonight is not
a tribute to my men,

the finest posse in the world.

We wear a badge...

and we're paid
to wear that badge.

But tonight
is a tribute

to someone else
who wore a badge.

One of your men,
Sheriff Buwalda.

Join me
in a moment of prayer.

Thank you.

But tonight
is also a celebration.

It's a celebration
of the sheriff's spirit

that pervades all the people
of this town.

A spirit that I hope
to bring to Washington

to help me combat
all the people

who are against
law and order.

The fight must go on.

But it's up to you to decide
who will lead that fight.

I ask no reward
for me...

or for my men.

That you may walk
freely tonight

is reward enough.

When he goes, uh...

howling
back there to Washington...

If I am elected,
my battle cry will be, "Wake up."

where's that leave
you boys?

Out on
the lone prairie?

Drop those keys.

I'll swap you.

A key for a match.

I'll swap them
for a bullet.

You don't reason
with a killer who has no reason.

You strike him down!

Jack Strawhorn,

the most notorious
outlaw in the state of Texas,

is behind bars.

That's not good enough.

The boss ain't
going to like that.

I think he'd like me
alive.

You make one more move,
he's going to be miserable.

...thanks to your
courage, your faith, your support.

For that,
I pay tribute to you.

Jack Strawhorn...

Don't get
nervous.

...will stay behind
bars until he goes to the gallows.

And I promise you that never
again will he do violence

to another human being.

Now, you see that?

You can be a nice man.

I do not seek high office
for the sake of high office.

I want to be your voice,

crying out that this country
is in danger.

Your lives and your liberties
are in danger from criminals

who would destroy this land,
this land that we love.

My dear friends,

That's my boy.

your vote
is my solemn promise

that I will not let this happen!

...Jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

Jack Strawhorn.
You've got it.

I like you.

You threw me off my timetable,
but I forgive you.

Well, I appreciate that,
marshal.

I must tell you,
that was a hell of a speech

you gave
out there tonight.

Did I do you justice?

Justice?

"The most notorious outlaw
in the entire state of Texas"?

Hell, that ain't justice,
that's a goddamn embarrassment.

This is no time
to be modest.

I got no complaints.

Can I trouble you
for a match?

Hm? Sure,
no trouble at all.

After all, without you,
the election in two weeks...

That's it.

Can't break wind
on an empty stomach. Shit.

Huh? Oh, here, here.

Come on, you little bastard.

Light up.

Tell me something.
What's on your mind?

What can I do for you?

You've already done it.

This will get me elected.

Yeah. That is the one.
Right there.

God, I am a handsome-looking
devil, ain't I?

I'd even vote for you
myself, marshal.

We need every vote
we can get.

I'll bet you do.

Tell me something.

After United States senator,

what's next
on the old timetable?

The big one?

Who knows?

Well...

I regret, uh...

just don't look too good
for my making the inauguration.

Well, I guess we all
have regrets, huh?

Yeah, I've got
a lot of them.

Like trusting that
double-dealing bastard of mine

that you bought.

You picked him.

His trouble was, he was thinking
too much. That's dangerous.

With my posse,
I do all the thinking.

They like it that way.
Thinking? You bought him.

And burned up my $40,000.

Your 40,000?

And turned my men
into fried meat.

A good leader takes care
of his men.

Oh, really?

You know
what I regret most?

Was killing that sheriff
out there in the street.

Because, mister,
that should have been you.

I don't usually attend hangings.

They make me sick
to my stomach.

But in your case,
I might make an exception.

Krag?

Ah, what a night, huh?

It has been fun, hasn't it?

A long time till we
see another one like this one.

You know it.
That's the truth.

Gonna be
our next senator.

Where are your
two beautiful daughters?

They're out having
a good time somewhere.

I'm sure they are.

Hasn't everybody
had a good time?

Yeah.

I feel sorry
for him.

God, I can't
believe it.

Well, I guess we'd better
round up the girls.

Yeah.

Good night.
Good night.

Do you see them?

- Hey, Nightingale.
- Good night, senator.

- Oh, what an evening.
- He's the people's man.

Back up just a little, please.
Get a picture of the marshal.

- We're all going to win.
- Next to the senator.

- Give him breathing room.
- What an evening.

Marshal,
hold it just for a second, there.

Right this way, marshal.

Thank you, sir.
Thank you very much.

- You're our next senator.
- Good night, senator.

That was a great speech.

You know, they won't leave
until you come down.

By the way, this is what we call
our presidential suite.

Very lovely.

Very lovely, indeed.

Compared to the plain living
I'm accustomed to.

Mmm. Champagne
in the presidential suite, too?

Satisfactory?
Perfect.

Good.

But I neglected
to ask the price.

When I offer my hospitality,
it has no price.

You're generous.
Very generous.

Well, you don't mind
indulging yourself.

Neither do I.

With someone
I admire very much.

Forgive me for asking.

But when a candidate
runs for office,

he has to be concerned
with such matters.

How's that?

Well, what has no price,

even if you want it
very much,

sometimes costs more
than one can afford.

Well, if you can't afford
what you really want,

you have my sympathy.

Well, I...

I don't need your sympathy,
I need your vote.

Good night, Mr. Nightingale.
Thank you, Mrs. Ross.

There he is,
he's coming out of the hotel.

The marshal's
coming out of the hotel!

Good luck!

- Best of luck to you.
- Thanks a lot, marshal.

- Thanks, marshal.
- Thanks, marshal.

Watch out for
him, marshal.

Come back again soon, marshal.

You'll be a senator by then.

Thank you for your
help, marshal!

Hooray for Nightingale.
Hooray, Nightingale!

Senator! Hooray!

God bless you.

Hooray!

Nightingale! Nightingale!

Bye.

Yecch!

What are you feeding
these horses, molasses?

You wanna hand me that, uh...

hand me that broom
over there for a minute?

Sure.

Very funny.

A man with a broomstick

could really tear this place
apart, couldn't he?

Hey!

Goddamn it!

I got a piece of horseshit down
there in the corner of my eye.

Think you could come over here
and get it out for me?

Well, sure. Toss it over here
and I'll wash it off for you.

What a nice man.

A real nice man.

From the governor
to Marshal Nightingale:

"I have proposed
to the legislature

"that you be awarded
a Medal of Valor,

"honoring your
distinguished service

"in the capture
of Jack Strawhorn.

Signed, governor,
state of Texas."

"Well done.

"Can't wait to congratulate
you in person.

"Signed, R. Colbin,
attorney general,

state of Texas."

You know something, Wesley?

Ain't that your name, Wesley?
That's it.

It sure galls me to take
my last ride on a train.

It probably galls them
even more.

Them train people, they don't
want to give nothing away.

They give you nothing for free,
not even a ride...

one last time
to the cemetery.

Oh, I don't figure the
marshal will charge you for this ride.

Well, we'll be arriving
at Austin at about, uh, 12:00.

Oh, there'll be
a little celebration

given by my campaign
committee about 3.

I hope you'll all
make it.

Be leaving this train
for the last time.

The only thing I'll be
taking with me is this.

A very precious memento...

of the greatest posse...

any man ever had.

I'm proud of you.

Trains.

What's wrong with banks?

Never hear you
hitting nothing but trains.

A train whistle to me
is like a bee up a bull's nose.

Only thing is,
a bee just stings once.

Train people never stop.

I just figured that maybe

I'd try and even it up
a little bit.

You know what I mean,
tit for tat?

You sure are a character.

What's the problem?

Sir, there's something...
Sit down, Krag. McCanless?

Now, what is it?

After the election,
after you leave for Washington,

because we're sure
you're going to get elected...

Thank you, Krag.

The men are asking
what's going to happen to them.

Good question.

Here's a wire Wiley
didn't read to you...

from the president

of the Texas
and Arizona Railroad.

"Dear Howard, per your request,

"I agree to hire your men

"as railroad guards.

Starting salary,
$100 per month."

Marshal,
we make more than that now.

You'll be working
for the railroad security force.

They don't hire Indians.

Well, we'll get around that.

All in all, it's a...

pretty good life.

If you can stand the pace
and all them women.

And your luck holds out.

Forty thousand big ones

burned up in the barn
that night.

Forty thousand?

Plus five men
incinerated.

Forty thousand.

Fire!

Get some water, for God's sake,
put the fire out!

Shit!

Do you want me
to burn up in here?

Oh, you son of a...

Aah! Oh!

You dirty...

All I ask is, when we split up,

you go on being
a credit to Texas,

yourselves and to me.

Hey, Gene, come over here,
look at this.

Wish me luck, Wesley!

Kiss my ass.

Haven't got the time. Hyah!

Hyah!

Here's looking at
you, men.

Check the stall car.

Hey, what happened?

How did the fire start?

Get these horses out of here!
Quick! They'll burn up.

Where's Strawhorn?

Give me a...

Uncouple these cars.

Get that horse out
before he burns up.

Come on.

I don't know
how the hell he did it.

I don't want to hear it.
Mount up!

He went under
the trestle.

All right,
let's go get him.

Come on!

How did he escape, anyway?
The marshal will get him.

Now, you drop your gun!

Well,
we can't keep up with a train.

- What do we do now?
- Just keep moving.

Hell, we ain't even
railroad guards yet.

Come on.

Now, just sit down
and enjoy the ride!

Still chasing us?
Good boys.

I like you.

Delayed my hanging,

but, uh,
I'll forgive you.

No! No, no!

You stay right there and rest.
I'll run the train.

No telegram for Tesota.

Good shot.
Yep.

Had to
change the whole front page.

Taking all this time...

Well, how's that, boss?

How's that?

I hope we got it right
this time.

Good. Good, yeah.

I'll have the story for you
in a minute.

Oh, my God!

Fire! Fire!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Get the pumpers,
the train's on fire!

Come on!

What happened to the posse?
Where are the horses?

Did they burn up?

My God, it's the train.

I was wrong about you.

I gave you credit
for more intelligence.

This way.

- What happened?
- Fire.

Bring a ladder!
Move it on top of the car!

Give me some pressure!

Check the other side!

Come on, pump!
Give me some pressure!

Watch out for that timber!

Mr. Strawhorn...

It's the marshal.

Hey, isn't that...?
Yeah.

I don't know.

Yes, that's him,
and he's armed, of course.

What are you standing there for?
Telegraph for help.

I tried, I tell you.
It's dead, the line is down.

Well, keep trying!

He's armed?

Armed?
He's got two guns. I saw them.

What the hell's going on?

What happened?

Oh, not again.

I'd like a
room, my dear.

A room?

Up there,
overlooking the street.

Um, need any help
with your baggage?

No, thank you, my dear.

Something to eat?

Nothing but your best,
my dear.

We don't want any complaints
from the marshal.

Gotta change
the whole front page.

I've taken all this time.

Marshal Nightingale.

I knew he was full of shit.

Where's the goddamn posse?

How the hell do I know?
Maybe they're dead.

Wouldn't that be awful?

What do we do?

What I want to know is,
what do we pay taxes for?

Deliverance from evil.

Glad to see
you ain't off your feed.

Campaign takes
a lot out of you.

I gotta keep
my strength up.

Sorry I threw you
off your timetable.

No, thank you.

You know where he's supposed
to be right now, my dear?

Austin.

Telling all them good people
how he's earned their trust.

I don't mind the delay
a bit, Jack.

May I call you "Jack"?

Why not?
Everyone else does.

It gives me
the unexpected pleasure

of seeing you again.

Please.

What kind of desserts
we got there, my dear?

We've got devil's food cake,
deep-dish apple pie.

Stop right there.

Deep-dish apple.
How about that, Jack?

I love it.
Two deep-dish.

And a little coffee.

Here, allow me.

I'll be back
in a minute.

Now, be a nice
little lady

and don't come back
with nothing but pie.

Little trickster.

Aw, they put the fire out.

Posse ought to be
coming in soon.

That's right.

I guess they've never seen you
with bracelets on before,

have they?

They'll know what to do.

Yeah, I bet they will.

After all, you trained them,
didn't you?

That's right.

What do you want?

What do you got?

Well, it's amazing what
you can do with a good lawyer.

I know some of the best.

Mm-hm.

The posse.
The posse!

There!

There they are,
right on time.

They shouldn't see me
like this.

Listen, how about a...
a horse...

24-hour head start?

Mexico's not far off.

This is true.

I got a better idea.

You son of a bitch!

You'd risk
taking a bullet

rather than let your men
see you this way?

Well, mister,

they are going to see you.
Come on!

Strawhorn's got the marshal.
Up there.

You think you
can get away with this?

You people get off the streets.
There'll be gunfire.

Oh, no!

Get inside!

Get away, get away.

Now what?

Tell Wesley to come up here.
Unarmed.

Tell him.

Wesley!

Yeah?

Leave your weapons...

and come up here.

Shit.

It's open.

Now, listen to me.

I want my $40,000.

Are you crazier than hell?

It was burned.

Nothing left but ashes.

Hold it right there,
that's far enough.

Now...

if he's not back with the money
in ten minutes...

you're a dead man.

Well, how? Where the hell
am I going to get it?

I don't care where you get it!
Just get it.

Banks, stores, I don't know.
Where does anybody get money?

But you'll get it.

You got nine minutes
and ten seconds.

Do what he says.
Get it.

Get it.

When I get you to Austin,
you better plead insanity.

It's your
only chance.

You're crazy.
Wrong.

What's going on? Why aren't
you helping the marshal?

Give me all the cash you got.
What?

It's for the marshal,
now hand it over.

What are you doing?
Consider it a loan.

I'll do nothing
of the kind.

Give me the goddamn money.

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

Come on!
Please, don't hurt her.

Here, for God's sake,
take it.

That's all there is.

I swear. I swear it.
What's the matter with you?

Stop it! Get out of here!
Stop it!

Two more minutes.

Worried?

Some men you can trust,
some you can't.

Them five I trust.

You trained them.

It's open.

Close to 30,000.

Ten short.

Well, shit, we did
the best we could.

How much money you think's
in this damn town?

Thirty thousand.

That's close enough.

Let's see,

five goes into 30
six times.

That's, uh,
6,000 dollars apiece.

Keep it.

Return that money
and stay put.

Divide it up
among the men.

You hear me?
Return that money.

Go on! Divide it up!

You can't buy honest men.

Honest men stay honest
only as long as it pays.

That's why I'm a thief
and you're a liar.

Climbing on my dead body to get
in the United States Senate.

That ain't honesty,
that's horseshit.

And, mister, they got
enough of that in Washington

without needing any more.

Six thousand
apiece.

Jesus, that's more than
we make in three years.

Well, that's
what Strawhorn said.

Hold it.

What does
Nightingale say?

Well, to hell
with what he says.

What do we say?
I say hold it. Marshal?

Marshal,
can you hear me?

Marshal!

Marshal, we're waiting
for your orders!

Look out!

Oh, my God.
They shot Cooper.

Oh! Honey! Oh!

Mount up.

Marshal?

Marshal?!

Where do you
think you're going?

You hire Indians?

Dismount!

Return that money
and arrest that man.

Do you hear me?
Stop him!

He bought you
and he'll sell you out!

Stop him!

I gave you an order,
do you hear me? Dismount!

Dismount, damn you, dismount!

You're my sworn deputies.

Obey!

Rains? McCanless?

Wesley! Reyno!

Stop them!

Stop them!

Shoot them!

You spineless bastards!

Let's go.

You follow him
and you'll be dead in a month!

Dead!

I'll get every goddamn
one of you

if it's the last thing I do!

I'll hunt you down!

I'll hunt you down!