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♪♪ ♪♪ Hi, honey.

♪♪ Stop it.

♪♪ Why, now you've screwed up the fishing.

You've got the best there is on your

line right now.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

♪♪ Come on,

Slick.

Crazy.

Yeah, like Rasputin.

Too late, Slick.

Brahman is a very righteous one.

Brahman is a flip, and you know it.

Hey, you're real funny, you know.

Look, Slick, if you don't dig what's happening,

Disneyland is like 200 miles back that way.

Don't wig out, man, I'm hip.

I'm hip.

Were you coming, man?

Yeah, all the way.

All the way.

♪♪ I'll never make Vegas tonight with this

gig.

Vegas?

Come on, flower.

I can think of better things to make.

Huh, Brahman?

I saw who needs slot machines.

♪♪ ♪♪ Real

poetry.

♪♪ What the hell is going on?

Did they touch you, baby?

Are you all right?

Did you lay a hand on her?

You did touch her.

You filthy creeps, take your slimy bodies and

get out of here!

Who are you calling a creep?

You creep!

Everybody out!

I don't think you like us, buddy.

But she is gonna love us.

You slimy...

You unborn mistake!

We get your message, Dad.

God, now crawl back in that hole you

came from.

All of you!

♪♪ No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Sweet round little baby, you're going to hate

yourself in the morning.

That won't be long, Angel.

Oh, you'll be a good half hour and

you know it.

So help me.

The way Sam fits about that doggy is

you'd think he was a prized German shepherd

instead of a duke's mixture.

I guess to Sam it is.

And you're just as bad, Corey Maddox.

You know, sometimes I wish I had married

an M.D. instead of a veterinarian.

At least I could compete with human patients.

You're always picking on me.

Oh, get out of here.

Oh, by the way, we have some unfinished

business later.

If you won't get the troops out of

the hot sun, Lieutenant, I suppose we're just

left to our own devices.

I'm going to drop in on Martha and

check her new offspring.

You might pick up a few pointers yourself.

I'll see you in a few minutes.

Thanks.

Looks like this town may have a little

action after all.

Mother of God, I thought that bikini chick

was something.

Hey, Dante.

Yeah?

Hey, watch it.

Lieutenant, you're going to hurt me.

Hey, what's happening, baby?

We say we have a little party, huh?

Hey, sweetheart, you want to ride on my

motorcycle?

Oh, please, leave me alone.

What's happening, baby?

Watch it.

Do you live around here?

Look, you idiot, get away.

Come on, leave me alone.

Come on, don't.

All right, hugs, fun time's over.

Come on, baby.

Come on, baby, let's go.

Cory?

Cory?

Cory?

Cory?

Cory, what are you doing?

Did I wake you, angel?

I'm sorry.

Come back to bed, lover.

All right, honey, in a minute.

Gail, honey, I love you.

Is that why you're sitting up with a

cold ledger instead of laying down with a

warm one?

I had a little trouble sleeping.

Thought I'd go over the books.

You're still upset about this afternoon, aren't you?

Honey, they were just three wise guys trying

to be big men.

You know, this is silly, but those three

are probably a hundred miles away from here

by now.

Besides, I can think of better things to

do than talk about three weirdos.

Such as?

Your belt buckle's cold.

Your belt.

Oh, hello, yes.

No, there's really no cause for concern.

Uh, I can't, John.

It's impossible.

I'm terribly involved this evening.

Yeah, I'll be over the first thing in

the morning.

Yes, you can count on it.

Okay, good night.

Good night.

Who was that?

The Phantom Mayor's acting up.

Phantom?

Jessica Phantom?

What's so damn funny?

Well, for one thing, a pregnant horse interrupting

us now.

Starlight is a very expensive brood mayor.

So's her owner.

You sure it's Starlight that has the problem?

You know she's a fool.

Jessica?

I thought she was just hoping.

Angel, you are jealous.

Me?

No, why should I be?

Just because some wealthy sex machine thinks my

husband's the only vet in three counties?

Honey, you know I picked my filly some

time ago.

Well, let's just keep it that way, huh?

You know how females are, darling?

Especially when they're pregnant.

Oh, want to be.

What?

I said, if Starlight's undergone some sort of

miraculous cure, why did you send for me?

Well, I figured you were on your way

over here, and besides, I wanted you to

look at him.

Oh, he belongs to a friend of ours.

Tom and I are thinking of buying him

and using him for breeding purposes.

Looks young enough.

Good line.

Good confirmation.

Ought to make a fine stud.

By the way, where's Tom?

Vegas, Fisco, L.A. My Tom's a very

busy man.

You don't seem to mind.

He has his fun.

And I, I have mine.

Oh, please, please.

Let me go.

Hi.

I'd like to call Homebook in New Jersey.

381-7152.

369- 5347.

Hello, Ma.

Hi.

Hey.

Oh, fine.

I'm out west on a trip.

I got two friends, and we have motorcycles

of our own now, and one was in

the Army.

He's teaching us Army things.

Judo and Campanile.

He's a good guy.

Everybody's a good guy.

And he thinks of his mother a lot.

Oh, yeah.

Once, he said, Mom, he called me Mother.

Okay.

Bye.

Oh!

What's the matter, darling?

Cold feet?

Forgive me.

I really am sorry.

But I was playing games at your expense.

Why?

Partly, I was curious.

And partly, I was reluctant to offend an

important client.

But nevertheless, you are a damn desirable woman.

Then why don't we give it a go?

For more than one reason.

But let's just say, I already got more

than I can handle.

How sweet.

How precious.

Yes, she is.

Well, some gals have it made.

Tired of fun and games, sweetheart?

Well, then let's get down to more serious

business.

Oh, you shouldn't have done that, baby.

Let it off!

You're really going to like what's coming up

next, sweetheart.

An old Viet Cong procedure.

They don't believe in courtrooms, they don't believe

in courtrooms.

Been to the fanning farm today, doc?

Uh-huh.

I understand this fanning girl is interested in

breeding.

You might say that.

You know, she's got a good thing going

there with that mare of hers.

It's high time folks around these parts took

more interest in common old horse flesh.

I've always said this is great horse country.

Why, just another day or two...

Michael, those no-good bike-riding punks again!

Maniac!

Put it on the tab, Rufus.

That's a real

job, doc.

Those three hoods must have had a ball.

If you're finished, sergeant, we'd like to take

them away to the hospital, if you don't

mind.

Now, listen, doc, I gotta file a report,

too.

Yeah, sure.

Dr. Maddox, there's a few questions I'd like

to ask you.

What happened here?

Take it easy.

She's going to be all right.

She's been assaulted.

Criminally assaulted.

Assaulted?

God!

What happened?

Doc, I'm real sorry I blew my stack

a little while ago.

Do you mind if I accompany the Maddoxes?

I'll have one of my boys pick up

the squad car a little later.

Okay.

Cory, Cory, help me.

I'm here, Angel.

She'll be all right in a week or

so.

After all, nothing happened to her that a

woman ain't built for.

Cory, help me, Cory.

I'm here, Angel.

I'm here.

Maddox, was your wife acquainted with three young

aces that rode motorbikes?

Motorbike?

Now, Mrs. Brewer, a neighbor of yours, called

us on a peace-disturbance complaint.

Claimed that there was a real wild party

going on at your place.

And then just before I got here, three

young toughs took off on their bikes.

Any ideas about this?

Yesterday in town.

Three punks.

Strangers.

They tried to get funny with her.

Oh, so that's it.

Are you trying to say my wife invited

this sheriff?

Well, not exactly, but sometimes a woman will

encourage you.

Look at her face!

Look at those bruises!

Does that look like she was having a

party?

She was assaulted.

Criminally assaulted.

Oh, take it easy, Maddox.

We'll find those three loverboys.

Which sheriff next month?

Next year?

Whenever you get around to it, maybe.

Carl.

Carl.

They won't get away with it, Angel.

They won't get away.

I need you like a hole in the

head.

Shut your black mouth!

I got you out of bio test.

Most broads would be grateful.

Grateful?

Come on, dear.

You mow me through every cheap motel in

three states.

Then you get us lost in the middle

of nowhere.

And I'm supposed to be grateful?

You Cajun witch.

I should have never married you.

Should have left you back in bio test.

You ain't worth a lamp dollar as company,

and you're four times worse than the sack.

Ranch!

You talk about the sack.

Didn't anyone tell you you can't push a

car with the tortoise?

Next time we get into you, you can

get lost, Harry Boner.

I don't need you to get to L

.A. What are you aiming to do?

Peddle your way there?

If I do, you can bet I'll find

me a man, not some smelly old crumb

bumpkin sweaty for a pension.

Why, you...

Well, just don't squat there.

Get your keister out of this here car.

I may need some help with this old

car.

Fix it yourself, you busted-out mouthpiece.

I have to take a little walk.

I don't give a tinker's damn if you

never come back.

Damn women.

They'll trouble all my mind with them.

But myself, to hell with her.

Well, howdy, fellas.

Glad you happened along.

It's, uh, it's practically a new tar.

It's, uh, it's this heat that plays hell

with tars.

I'm having me a hell of a time

with this here car.

Here, old Jack.

Old war wound.

Smarts a heap when I have to bend

over.

The Chateau Theory.

Chateau what?

Spanish-American War.

No, man.

He was with George in that crazy rowboat.

No, I'm telling you, it was San Juan

Hill.

Ain't that right, Pop?

Come on, Teddy.

Now, I'm telling you, this cat just had

to be at Valley Forge, man.

Oh, yeah, you're the old stub with the

rag on your head.

Now, wait.

You fellas are joshing me.

Uh, Chateau Theory, that was a biggun.

You know, World War I.

The biggun?

Oh, yeah, he means the big wipeout, man.

The old soldier here, he deserves a little

more respect.

It'll take a long time.

Get this.

The bounty hunter.

Aah!

Slick, I ought to wring your scrawny chicken

neck.

Stop screwing around with that piece.

You nearly put the blast on my foot.

I got half a notion of it.

Haven't you changed that damn tire yet?

You're going to help the old man change

the tire?

Or is one of you big men going

to give me a bike ride into the

next town?

You can't bail me out of a car.

That's right, son.

Venez qua, signorina.

Oh, I'll give you a ride, sweet.

Get your grubby hands off me!

What the hell did you do that for,

brahmin?

Friend Dante, you are indelicate.

One does not maul a lady.

A lady?

Oh, come on, now.

You got to be kidding, man.

No, not at all.

Can't you see it sticks out all over?

Why, you ranch!

You foul-mouthed scum!

She's a real looker, all right.

Cajun.

French gal.

You know what to say about them French

gals, don't you?

Ain't nothing like a French gal in the

sack.

They get wild, real wild.

Now, listen.

If you fellas want her, you go right

ahead.

Yes, sir.

You go right ahead and help yourselves.

She don't mind.

She likes it.

Oh, you dirty old man, you!

Hey, Chickie, you want me to do anything

good for you?

Hey, look out!

Hey!

Hello.

He grabbed it.

I didn't mean to.

It was an accident, Brahman.

Slick, what did you do?

It was an accident, Brahman.

That's gonna sound real good when they stash

us in the Iron Hotel.

Dante!

Dante!

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Easy, easy.

You had a very close call.

Who...

Who are you?

Corey Maddox, and you?

Ruby.

Ruby Bonner.

You're a very lucky girl, Ruby.

That bullet just grazed you.

Harry!

He's dead, I'm afraid.

Who was he?

My husband.

Your husband.

I'm very sorry.

Yeah.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Take it easy for a bit.

I'm all right.

I got a constitution like a horse.

What the hell happened here?

Poor old geezer.

Didn't have a chance.

They shot him, and they tried to kill

me.

Looks like they stole that car, too.

Were there three of them?

Yeah.

You...

You know them?

They raped my wife.

Come on, you feel it, Doretti?

Shit.

If we find the phone, I'll send the

Highway Patrol for your husband.

What do you mean, if we find the

phone?

I have to get to L.A. Then

you better get out and hitchhike, Mrs. Bonner.

I sympathize with your problems, but I have

my own right now.

We're running low.

We'd better find a gas station.

Hey, we've been here before, haven't we?

Hi, fellas.

Fill her up.

A couple of bucks' worth, please.

Hey, what's with Joe Gas Station, then?

Dude keeps pinning us like we own some

bread or something.

Knock it off, Dante.

He's hip to us, Brahman.

The cat knows nothing, and we're not going

to give him anything to know.

Anything else, men?

Must be that roadblock that's set up ahead.

They're looking for us.

Hey!

It's the horse croaker.

And the old raunchous broad.

That's them.

That's the truck.

There's a cycle coming up.

Hang on.

Come on.

Picked up on us.

Step on it, man.

Should have made sure she was done in.

That's an oversight, friend, which I'll now correct.

Better be careful.

You missed them.

Aren't you going after them?

Let's do them in for good, man.

What do you want to do, wait for

the lousy fuzz?

They're not going anyplace with that damn flat

tire.

That's Hank and God.

They thought they got us.

They blasted the tire in the lane cruiser.

Well, damn lucky that's all they blasted.

They won't get far.

They're heading for the cauldron.

It's a dead end.

What the hell is that?

It's an old abandoned pit mine.

Some sort of unnatural crater nearby.

The Indians used to call it the cauldron.

They believed it was a place where their

spirit gods made magic, to cloud or clear

the heads of men.

He could use a little of that magic.

Judge yourself.

Cut the fang marks open.

Here, take the knife.

Cut it.

Cut the fang marks open.

Cut them, make little X's.

Cut them, look at them and do it.

All right, all right, take it easy.

Go ahead.

Cut the fang marks.

Look at it, two X's.

Some more, some more.

All right, put the knife down.

All right, suck it.

Suck out the poison.

Suck it, some more, some more.

Suck it out.

Suck it, some more, some more.

Spit it out, spit it out.

Some more.

Man, this is really nowhere.

What did you expect, although Palm Springs?

Let's cut out.

Let's go back.

Parlay this whole thing right into a cyanide

sweep?

However, friend Slick, if you want to cut

out, man, make it.

You really mean that?

Hell, yes, I mean it.

No hard feelings?

Neither one.

Later.

Slick!

Well, buddy, you just might have the right

idea.

If this road doesn't pan out for Dante

and I, we'll probably go your route too.

You want to cut out too, man?

No.

No, I'm with you, Brahman, all the way.

Really, all the way.

All right, then, my loyal Patroclus, let's get

this chariot rolling.

Forgive me, you first, Wampus.

All

right.

Yes!

Now what do we do?

We walk.

Come on.

Man, we've had it, Brahman.

We are trapped.

Far from it, old buddy.

You see that?

Well, that's where we're going to be when

our pal the horse croaker gets here.

I should have taken you back to town.

And the dog should have chased the rabbit

instead of stopping for a tree?

You could still go back.

Might be able to walk it back to

the main highway.

Look, if you think I'm trying to be

noble, forget it.

I get lost walking around the block.

You're my ticket out of this hellhole, and

that's all there is to it.

Besides, you might need me around to step

on another rattlesnake.

What's funny?

You are.

I mean, the way you look at me

reminds me of the story when the boy

says to the girl, what is a nice

girl like you doing here?

And she says, I don't know, just lucky,

I guess.

Ruby, then what is a nice girl like

you doing in a place like this?

Just like the girl said, just lucky, I

guess.

You really want to know?

You're not just trying to be nosy like

most men?

What's to tell?

I was born and I grew up.

Just that simple, huh?

Nothing's ever simple.

I was born in Lake Charles.

Big family.

Lots of kids and not enough bread.

Especially after our bread had been cut out

on us.

My father was a wiper on a tanker.

One day, he jumped ship in Yucatan.

Maybe he had a little señorita down there.

Or maybe he was just fed up.

I was 17 at the time and there

was a ship's officer.

No ordinary wiper for Ruby Thibodeau.

Anyway, he lived in New Orleans.

He said he loved me and wanted to

marry me.

So, I ran away with him.

And we got to New Orleans.

He ditched you?

Oh, no.

Not to love a boy.

He offered to put me up in an

apartment, ever bit as good as his wife's.

I told him what he could do and

then I tried making it on my own.

But, things happen to a girl all by

herself in the big city.

Lots of things.

Men, mostly.

I never took any money.

I mean, some of them were were halfway

decent jaws.

They wanted to help.

So, I let them help.

But one day, I just couldn't stand the

town anymore.

I got as far as the bar you

teach before I ran out of money.

That's where I met Harry at some joint

I was swinging hash at.

He was on his way to L.A.

And all of a sudden, it sounded like

the promised land.

So, we said the I do's and I

guess you know the rest.

Ruby, I...

You went to the bedtime story.

Now you got it.

What the hell did you expect anyway?

Fanny Hill?

Why don't you go easy on yourself?

Is that your secret, huh?

Is that what you do?

It's the only way.

You better get some rest.

You look tired.

Something must have happened.

That horse quack should have been here by

now.

Maybe he went back for the fuzz.

Raman?

Raman?

Maybe we should split.

Huh?

We got orders to wait for the choppers.

Huh?

I said we wait for the choppers.

We'll be here soon.

At 1700 hours.

We'll show those commie bastards.

We'll show you, you red grabbers!

You think you're safe out here, huh?

You think you're safe out in this sticky

rice paddy, huh?

Well, stick around, you scum!

Stick around, you lousy dung hookers!

B Company's gonna be the Sheriff's Hero Royal!

Gail?

Gail, give me a blanket, honey.

It's cold.

Gail, I'm freezing.

I'm so cold.

Oh, I'm cold.

When, Sheriff?

When, Sheriff, next month?

Next year?

I'm so cold.

Angel?

Angel?

Oh, I'm freezing.

I'm freezing, Angel.

Give me a blanket.

I'm so cold.

Give me a blanket.

I'm cold.

I'm so cold.

Angel?

Angel?

Angel?

Angel?

All I want is the wheels.

I just want a split.

It wasn't me.

I didn't shoot you.

It was that crazy brahmin.

You know, blond guy?

That brahmin, he's psycho.

He even shot Slick.

And Slick wasn't one to dig your old

man in.

Look, it was them.

I didn't do a thing.

Now, you know that.

Yeah.

You do know, don't you?

I did not do a thing, honey.

What's with the croaker?

A snake bit him.

Tough.

So you could get me off the hook,

couldn't you?

I mean, like, you could explain to the

fuzz.

Just tell them everything.

You could save me.

Just tell them I...

Or you could put me in the joint.

Huh.

Well, answer me.

Answer me!

I'm gonna have to kill you.

I don't want to.

But I'm gonna have to.

You're a very groovy chick.

You would be a gas, really.

I bet you're a real swinger, huh?

You know, I could go for you, honey.

I really could.

If you could only just keep your pretty

mouth shut.

You don't want to kill me.

You want to make love to me.

Angel.

You're so crazy.

You're a nut.

Stop it.

No!

You had the shakes.

There was a shortage of blankets.

He's dead.

He came here last night.

He was going to kill me.

I had to.

You could have killed us both.

You saved my life, too.

Are you still going on?

I have to.

Is it worth it?

They raped my wife.

And you're doing all this for her?

What's eating you, anyway?

I never killed anyone before.

Then you'd better stay here.

I can't.

Not with him.

Okay, let's go.

Two down, one to go.

Please be

careful.

Thank you.

Did you see anything?

No.

But he must be up there someplace.

Look out!

Look out!

You out there!

Can you hear me?

I hear you!

The girl is hurt!

She needs a doctor!

A hospital!

You commies think I was born yesterday?

Commies?

You want a truce, huh?

You want to help your wounded?

That's a tired old trick, comrade.

You can do better than that.

Listen to me, please!

She's really hurt!

Just let me get her out of here,

and you can do as you damn well

please!

You got wounded?

Stick your finger in the hole!

He's head of his gun.

Hey, comrade!

Why ain't you shooting?

That's it!

You shot your wad!

You're out of ammo!

Hey, you red schmuck!

Here's a target for you!

Why don't you shoot?

Grenade!

Placer!

Back of

pinky!

Maybe they'll give you a re...

Grenade!

What's the matter, Tildo?

Too bad!

Go slowly!

When the war is over We will all

enlist again When the war is over We

will all enlist again When the war is

over Hey, comrade!

Just think!

You won't have to re-up!

I'm gonna retire you!

Part of a permanent discharge!

You're crazy, maniac!

Fire, fire, fire!

It's all over, it's all over!

It's all over.

It's all right, it's all right.

Don't worry.

It's all right, it's all right.

Try and hold that in place.

Thanks.

For what?

For damn near getting you killed?

You can't even go easy on yourself.

Is that your secret?

That's the only way.

You'll do all right.

In L.A.? Anywhere.