All language subtitles for The Great Silence (Il grande silenzio) (1968) IT-FR BRD 1080p REPACK

I surrender! Don't kill me, Silence!

I'm through with bounty hunting,
even if there was a million-dollar reward!

I swear!

Damn you! My hands!
You've crippled my hands!

Come on. It's safe now!

Are you afraid of these confounded bounty killers,
even when they're dead?

You got here just in time.
Take this, you earned it.

They know we come down for food
and they're always looking for us in the valley.

They know we can't hold out for long
in this weather without supplies.

If we fought for our rights,
they'd raise the price for our heads.

You could at least thank me.
Didn't you see he was about to fire?

All you did was waste a good shot, I'd say.

With his thumbs shot off...

he would never have fired a pistol as long as he lived.

That's why Silence didn't kill him.

When he shot the others, it was self-defence.

He knew they were waiting for him
but he's faster on the draw.

Why do we pay others to protect us?
We all have weapons now.

We should fight it out with those bounty killers,
either them or us.

At least it will be once and for all.

Now listen, most of us are innocent.

The unjust price on our heads will soon be removed.

The new governor has promised an amnesty.

Until then, we must resist.

I can't take it any more.
I'm going back to town.

I'd rather be taken alive.

I'll turn myself in.

At least it's warm in jail.

Wait, I'm coming too!

I'm going too.

They'll be in jail when the pardons come.

If they ever get there.

THE GREAT SILENCE

Michele!

Where's that lawyer, Mother?

I didn't say anything to the others about it,
but I decided to follow your advice.

You're wise to put your trust in the law, boy.

God bless you for coming here.

No. No. What are you doing?

Mum!

Son! Son!

My Son!

Try to understand, madam,
it's our bread and butter.

I'll go straight to the sheriff.

Lucky I didn't shoot him in the face.
They'll be able to recognise him.

Are you coming with me to collect, Tigrero?

The bounty's all yours.
I only came along to see how you were doing.

I'll catch the other two.
There's plenty for all!

Watch yourself.
I heard they got five of our men.

The amnesty has set off a manhunt.

These bounty killers must be stopped.

- Of course, Governor, but...
- What?

The bounty killers operate according to the law...

and taking care of such a large area on my own
is not easy.

I believe it will be very easy for you, Sheriff.

Are you or are you not
the second fastest pistol in the state?

That's because I've never challenged you, Governor.

I'm only interested in the voters
who believe in the law.

The Old West is finished.
Bandits and sheriffs will unite in a better world.

- A world where...
- A governor, to win the elections...

promises amnesty even to the one
who killed the President.

What did you say, Sheriff?
I didn't quite get that.

- Nothing, sir. I was just thinking aloud.
- A good soldier doesn't think.

You're absolutely right, sir!

You'll leave immediately, for Snow Hill, Utah.

Stop! Stop!

I swear, Tigrero, I know nothing!

Tell me where he is and I'll let you go!

- I don't know him.
- Oh, now.

You do. He was with you in the mountains.

I don't know where he went to.
Please let me go!

I don't know him!

Stop! Believe me, Tigrero. I know nothing.

I know nothing.

Come on. What's the use of being a hero?

Sooner or later, I'll catch him anyway.

In the mill at the edge of town,
near his wife's house.

- I think he's armed!
- Thanks, friend.

"I am the resurrection and the life, and
whosoever believeth in me shall never die."

Amen.

If you're waiting for the stage, sir,
it'll be a long time in coming.

There's been heavy snow up in the mountains...

and it's sure to be late.

Would you like something hot while you wait?

Thank you. Won't be a minute.

I know who you are, stranger.

You help those who fight on the side of right.

You avenge injustice.

My son was innocent too.

They killed him, like so many others.

Take revenge on him. Don't say no.

One of the killers rode on,
but the other's still in town.

All I've got to give you is my son's horse
for the death of that murderer.

Kill him! Revenge my son.

Maybe others can be saved
from a death like my son's.

Yes, I know.

Some get rewards of $1,000 or even $5,000.

My friend Tigrero, for example...

can make a lot of money...

but with all this snow...

you can drop dead.

I keep eating and eating, and I'm always cold.

The doctor...

said it can be due to my blood.

And he wanted to examine it.

Nobody's going to have a look at my blood!

You're right, Charly.
It's bad luck to show one's blood.

That's exactly it.

Hey, shut that door! I'm cold.

Shut it, I said!

Or I'll make you feel so cold, you'll be frozen stiff.

Didn't you hear me? Shut it or I'll kill you.

Calm down, Charly!
Making threats is a dangerous thing around here.

I don't make threats, Sheriff, I shoot.

Now shut that damn door.

Shut it, I said!

- So, shall we arrest him?
- No, it was Charly who drew first.

The other one shot in self-defence.

Maybe it's a good way to kill.
The law can do nothing about it.

Right, but in order to do that,
you've got to be faster than the devil.

For all I know, he is the devil.

You're wasting your time!
My husband's not here.

I know where he is,
but I'm not risking my life for $1,000.

If he sees you he won't make a fuss.
Come with me.

I won't! Now get out!

Come on, hurry up!

If you care about your wife, come out!

Get on!

I want you alive.

Dead or alive, I will get the reward anyway.

What are you afraid of?

Come on, give yourself up.

Bastard.

Throw down that rifle and come out
with your hands up.

Now go to your dead husband
and pack him in the snow.

This cold will keep him fresh.

Don't bury him
until I have collected his bounty.

Understood?

Your man was worth quite a bit.

What times we live in.
A Negro worth more than a white man!

Never happened to me before.

Help! They murdered my husband!
Please help me!

Boss! She brought him here.

Pauline! Oh, good Lord! Pauline!

- Be strong.
- Don't cry.

Pauline, poor you.

Pollicut! Pollicut! You bloodsucker!

Are you warm in there?

While this poor man is dead and frozen
because of you!

It's you who gets the law to put prices
on folks' heads, for your profit!

That man was an outlaw
and got what he deserved.

But for Pauline it's different.
I'm ready to help her out.

You pig! A scabby dog's bed is better
than sleeping with you.

Come on! Come on! Move!

Come on!

Come on!

Bloody horse!

Move! Get on! Stupid animal!

Get on!

I am the sheriff.

I haven't got money.

If you kill me, you'll be hanged!

The first one to take a step is dead.
I sell my life dearly.

The cold freezes guns, Sheriff.
Your gun is useless.

Up here we learn by experience
to keep our guns warm...

and we know how to use them.

If any of you takes a step,
I'll bash his head in!

Don't worry! We don't want to kill you!

What is it you want then?

Your horse, Sheriff.

My horse? There's an awful lot of you.

What are you gonna do with just one horse?

Eat it!

It will feed us for a week at least!

You can stay with me if you want.

It's pointless.

I only want one thing...

Revenge, even if it costs me my life.

There was a bounty on your husband's head.

It was Pollicut who helped make him an outlaw.

He denied him work, and forced him to rob.
He's responsible.

Maybe so,
but the one who really killed him is Tigrero.

He is the one I want dead.
I want his life for my husband's life.

There is a man who makes bounty killers tremble
when he appears.

They call him Silence.

Because wherever he goes,
the silence of death follows.

Hey!

We'll get there late.

Hey! Stop.

- Stop!
- Look! There's somebody there!

I'm the sheriff, Gideon Burnett.

I want to get on the coach.

Wherever you're going,
first you have to take me to Snow Hill!

- That's just where we are going!
- I don't give a damn!

Take me to Snow Hill right now! Right now!

I'm sorry to divert your journey.
But I've got to get to Snow Hill!

It's urgent.

I'm the new sheriff.

Not only did they give me all this hassle,

it had to be damn cold too.

Yes, I know what you're thinking.

You're wondering
why I'm travelling on foot.

I wasn't travelling on foot.

The bandits took my horse, in order to eat it.

Unhitch the horses and hurry up
with the new team.

If the snowstorm starts again
we may be stuck here for good.

Would you mind helping me?
I'll stand you a drink when we get there.

I'll get the heavier one.

Wow! Aren't you heavy?

Steady, boy.

Come on. Pull him up!

One..
Two...

Hey, you!
That's no way to transport the dead!

That's against regulations!

I'm the new sheriff of Snow Hill.

I gathered from your star.

I thought you were a pig breeder.

But with that on, you look more like a pig breeder
who has become a sheriff!

Come on!

Who is that clever one with a priest's hat
and a woman's fur coat?

Tigrero. A dubious character.

- Thanks.
- Don't mention it.

Hold on, mister!
It looks like I have to refresh your memory.

The dead should be transported in coffins
of wood or metal...

as specified in Article 50 of the burial...
- You see...

these aren't ordinary corpses.
- Really?

So tell me, what's so special about them?

They were bandits
and I am taking them to Snow Hill.

It's been two weeks now
and I want to be paid before they go bad.

Excuse me.

Hey, according to these bounties,
there ought to be four.

Who are the two on top?

The second and the third.

There's another one waiting to be buried,
as soon as I've been paid.

The law says dead or alive.

I'll lay a bet you never take them alive.

To carry them around alive is expensive.

So, the law gives you the option.

And it's too dangerous. They're enemies of God,
of humanity, of morality, of order.

It's a patriotic duty to exterminate them!

Hey.. Pull up here!

What's the matter?

Got another piece of freight to collect.

Give me a hand, please.
I can't do it myself.

What's he up to now?

It's here. Come!

Pull him up.

That's it! I left him here two days ago.

The snow kept him nice and fresh!

He's only worth $500, but every little helps.

Well, a man has to provide for his old age.

I don't think you're gonna make it.

You might meet someone faster than you.

That'll be an amusing day.

Very amusing.

Hey, girls! The coach is here!

So long, friend.
I hope you'll be a little more talkative next time.

Here's your saddle!

Snow Hill's a little place, isn't it?
I had an idea it was bigger.

If it keeps snowing like this,
by morning it'll be even smaller.

I want that man followed.
Tell me where he's going.

Very well.

Mister, you're not leaving your freight in the street!

Bury him or else
take him home and lay him out!

- If you pay me, you can have them.
- Who, me?

That's all I need.

Suppose you think I'm the grave digger
around here, huh?

I don't like your face or your manners,
so watch out or you'll be down with them.

Good evening, Sheriff!
Welcome to Snow Hill.

I'm glad to see that you know
how to command respect.

And who the hell are you?

I thought you would have guessed.

I'm Henry Pollicut, and that's my store.

Since you were sent here,
I thought they had told you about me.

But they didn't.
Are you somebody important?

What else are you involved in?

I'm the justice of the peace in Snow Hill.
We'll be working together.

Are you gonna pay me now, Sheriff?

Pay me and we'll cut it shod.

You'll get paid. Come to my office tomorrow.
Now get your freight off the street!

Yes. I sent it to you.

Come in.

I pictured you differently.

But it doesn't make any difference.

Please sit down.

I sent for you because I want you to kill a man.
How much do you want?

You could at least answer me!

Can't you talk?

I'm sorry.

I didn't know.
I would never have thought it.

Tomorrow, or the day after at the latest,
I'll have your money.

I need time to raise it.

Tigrero is the man you want.
The bounty killer.

He came into town on the same coach as you.

He killed my husband.

He did it for $1,000 too.

No, if you want me to kill him,
put a good price on his head!

You ought to do this for nothing.

It's in your own interest.

He is an enemy of the bounty killers.

I know him. He is a dreamer who thinks
he can put the world in order with the gun.

He has his own style.

He draws second and shoots first.

- Sooner or later he's gonna lose his life.
- He's here to get you!

He's paid by Pauline.

He'll pick a fight with you.

I can control my temper.

He won't shoot off my thumbs...

and he ain't gonna kill me in self-defence.

Maybe he is here for you.

When are you taking that Negro girl to bed?
You idiot.

I got rid of her husband,
what else do you expect?

If you want to hire a killer, ask your servant.

Here. Or ask one of my colleagues
who are coming tomorrow.

You'll sleep here tonight.

Don't show yourself around.

There's a bed upstairs. Good night.

You'll prove your innocence. You can't take the law
in your own hands. For your son!

Gordon, come out, this is the sheriff!

It's pointless resisting.

You better go to prison and stop this...

or some bounty hunter will kill you.

There is a price on your head.
Give yourself up and get a fair trial.

Throw out your gun!
A good lawyer will prove your innocence!

OK, I'm surrendering!

Mummy! Mummy!

Mummy!

The child will talk.

No.

He'll never talk again.

I give you the dead and you give me the money.
It's all according to the law.

Since Mr Tigrero has to have
irrefutable proof of identity...

he always has the bodies and the reward posters
when he collects.

It's all correct.

Yes, it may be like you say,
but what's your interest in this?

As a banker, you've only got to advance me the money
to pay off this man.

Of course, but I have the right
to 25 per cent of the money I anticipate.

A profit granted to me by the government.
The law provides for everything.

And provides for the immediate payment
in cash without formalities. Am I right?

All right!
Pay him off and get rid of the corpses, they smell.

So, you earned two rewards of five hundred each...

Two of a thousand each.

- That makes three thousand.
- Hey!

There are only three corpses,
why are you paying him for four?

- Why are you paying him for four?
- They're four.

Where's the fourth body?

It's not my fault.
I left the Negro on ice but the wife buried him.

Ask around, everybody knows.

Yes, that's right. He's telling the truth.

This is not the procedure, you said it yourself.

As the accounts don't balance,
I want to clear all this up.

I'm confiscating the money and opening an inquiry.

I'll question the widow and whatever else is required.

I shall then inform the governor who will pass it on
to the proper department of state.

You agree, don't you? Just like you said.

Everything according to the law.

Cold, ain't it?

If the weather doesn't get better,
I'd go back to Africa if I were you.

Sorry, I meant no of fence.

Oh, Pauline!

What can I do for you?

Do you want to buy something?

- I am not here to buy but to sell.
- To sell what?

My house.

It's worth at least $5,000.

I'll give it to you for a thousand.

You know a good deal when you see one.

Come next door.

- Mind the store, Martin!
- Yes, boss.

- May I ask you what you need this for?
- No.

It doesn't matter.

I know just the same.

Professional killers are dear.

That's my business.

Just tell me if you are interested in my offer.

No, Pauline.

I'm not what you think I am.

I wouldn't take advantage of your situation.

On the contrary, I want to help you.

Go to hell!

Not bad, son. But it could be better.

What do you think, eh?

Oh, yeah. I heard about that gun.

Some kind of machine gun.

Not very accurate, I hear.

Good shot. Too good.

I'd like to know what a man who can shoot like you
is doing hanging around here.

You ain't by some chance one of them
no-good bounty hunters?

I asked you a question, so answer!
I'm the sheriff.

Who are you? Where do you come from?

How long do you intend to stay?

If you think you're being smart,
just watch yourself!

Are you going to answer or not?

He can't answer, Sheriff. He's mute.

Well, at least you could have told me.

I mean, you could have let me know.

Listen.

I came on account of an investigation.

They say that it was you who buried your husband.

I mean, after he got himself shot by a bounty killer.

So...

- Is that true?
- Yes, it is.

- What was his name?
- James Middleton.

No, I mean the bounty killer.

Tigrero.

- Two hundred, and raise you two hundred.
- I fold.

- Royal flush.
- Flush.

Nice.

I want to get even.
Let's say we double up!

No wonder it's freezing, no fire.

Don't delude yourself!
You ain't getting rich off me!

We've come because you said we were all
gonna get rich here in Snow Hill.

So far there's no trace of a single bandit!

Calm down, Schultz. They'll come out
of the mountains when they're hungry.

You won't have enough bullets to kill them all.

It's freezing.

- Here, you need a match?
- Thanks, Sheriff.

Hello!

May I introduce you to my friends?

I prefer you don't.

Since they are friends of yours.

Here's the money, Tigrero.

How nice of you
to come out of your way, Sheriff.

I'm not nice at all,
I just want to get you out of this town.

I don't intend to leave town.

Air's good for me, I like the view...

Even the sheriff is not bad!

The thaw will soon come and the view will change.

Even the air might change
and become really bad for you all.

Whiskey!

I couldn't get the money.

But I still want my revenge.

It doesn't mean...

you'll be working for nothing.

There is one who'd give me the money right away.

More than I need.

In exchange he wants...

Well...

You can imagine what he wants.

It's too high a price for me to pay.

But I'm willing to pay that price to you...

Now... Before...

After... Whenever...

Pass.

You keep winning, Tigrero.

By the end of the night you might shut somebody out.

Watch out, somebody might shut you out for good.

That's right.
Anything can happen to people in your kind of business.

Every business has its own risks and rules.

Try to follow the rules, gentlemen. All right?

Or else I shall shut you all out for good!

Won't you offer me a drink, Sheriff?

If I stay here any longer, I'll fell sick!

- A walk with me will do you good.
- Yes, yes.

- I'll open.
- I'm in.

Two hundred.

Two hundred, and I'll raise you three hundred.

I'm in.

- I'll go along with that.
- Me, too.

I'm out.

- Give out the cards.
- How many cards?

I'll have two, please.

I'll have three.

I'll have two.

Two cards.

One for me.

$200.

- I'll see you.
- I'll see you.

Three hundred to see.

I'll pass.

Me, too.

Five hundred.

Say, mute, you're hoping I'm going to draw first,
aren't you?

It's your style, I know.

But it won't work with me.

You're not smarter than me.

You'll be the first to draw.

Don't count on me. Actually...

to be on the safe side...

Come on, Jack, take off my belt!

I really think...

that the amusement day has come.

You're not hurt, I hope.

You're under arrest, Tigrero.
If it wasn't for me, you'd have used your gun.

- You can't hold me here!
- I reckon I can!

- If I pay my bail?
- You'd have to pay $100.

My money's all on the table at the saloon...

and the $3,000 you gave me.

You can't use that money.
It's been confiscated.

Come on, give me my money!
There's $2,000 for you!

Very well. Happy to hear that.

That's attempted bribery.
Now your bail is up to $5,000.

You hate me because I kill bandits,
but you do the same by giving them to the hangman.

- That's different. The law must do it.
- Why?

Because it's not murder, it's punishment!

The death of a bandit
must serve as an example to others.

- Amen.
- Shut up!

Sheriff, this is the stuff left by Tigrero.

And this is the cash all those fellows
left on the gambling table.

Thank you.
That was real decent of you, Regina.

- Would you like some coffee?
- Thanks, but I'll pour it for you.

Men like you should be sewed by a lady like me.

Thank you.

You are really kind.

It would be great if you could come over
every now and then, and pour me my coffee.

Regina agrees to other requests.

Being that size,
she could agree to a whole regiment of sheriffs.

I'll teach you to talk to a lady like that!

Oh, I'm so sorry, Sheriff.

Sheriff, you're officially requested
to release this man from jail.

Why should I release him?

I ask for the citizens of Snow Hill,
in their name, represented by these gentlemen.

- Will they pay his bail?
- I'll advance the money.

Why are you so interested
in this gentleman's freedom?

There are many outlaws in the mountains
who are waiting for an amnesty...

which is unconstitutional and unjust.

In the end, bounty killers represent
our defence against these outlaws.

I protect you from the outlaws!

They won't be the only ones to make trouble.

Klaus Schulz was among the men killed.

His brother Bobo is the best gun in Nevada.

Bobo Schulz won't get off his back
until he's had revenge.

To cut it shod, Sheriff...

if you don't release Tigrero,
his friends will get him out...

and that would mean hell breaking loose.

That's your opinion.

Listen carefully, all of you.

Nothing's going to happen.

The outlaws you are so scared of
are nothing but a bunch of hungry rags.

If you put provisions on a wagon for them
out of town, they won't bother you again.

As for Bobo Schulz...

He'll have to break Tigrero out of Tonopah jail...

because that's where I'm taking him.

Boss! The bandits are heading this way...

and the sheriffs aiming to leave town with Tigrero.

This hero keeps saying that Bobo Schulz is coming.

But he's only talking through his hat.

Bobo cannot possibly know
his brother has been killed.

What about the bandits?

They've been seen coming off the mountains...

heading this way...
- Now you're talking through your hat.

Do as I say and nothing will happen.

Put as much food as you can spare on a wagon
outside of town.

With full stomachs, they'll behave.

And you women, stay inside, understand?

Adios. Let's get moving!

Feed them! So now the bandits have got to be fought
with bread and butter!

When are we going to see some law
and common sense in Snow Hill?

When somebody hangs you!

- How badly wounded is he? Critical?
- I think so.

When he left the saloon
he was losing a lot of blood.

Let's hope he'll lose it all...

- Where is he now?
- At the girl's house.

I don't like going so slow.

What if that mute decided to come after me
and shoot me in the back?

He's wounded and he doesn't kill like that.

Yeah, well, I'm not so sure.
Better cross the river.

To me, one way's as good as another,
so long I take you to Tonopah jail.

Look, Sheriff.

It's the outlaws!
Take off my handcuffs, quick!

They stay where they are.

It's only hungry people.
Smile, pretend nothing's going on.

Lousy killer!

Now I too keep my gun warm,
and, as you can see, it works.

Listen, amigos!
There will be an amnesty soon.

Then, you'll be able to go back home.

So, leave your troubles aside.

There is food for you all, out of town.

Go to Snow Hill and eat as much as you like...

but this time don't touch our horse meat.

It may not be easy to digest.

- Is this true?
- Take my word for it.

Let's go back, Sheriff.

We can wait close to the food wagon in an ambush
and kill them all.

They're small fry,
but not when you add them all up.

I don't like to hit a man in handcuffs,
but if you insist on that, I'm gonna have to.

It was an honest offer, boss.
I owe you a favour for saving my life.

Listen, one more word
and I'll trial you and execute you myself.

My husband was a good man.

They forced him to steal
to give me a decent life.

Pollicut put a price on his head.

He thought I would become his mistress.

He thought wrong...

Pauline!

Pauline!

We're collecting food for the bandits out of town.
Everyone must contribute.

- Have you got anything to offer?
- I'll go see.

Well, there's no hurry.
Take your time... and say hello to Silence.

Take it easy! There's enough for everybody.

- Give me the keg.
- Here it is. Take it!

For you... It's for you.

I want more bread.

- Come on, take everything out!
- Help me, here.

Come on, give me a hand!

Won't be long before
you and your kind are finished.

- Are you going to abolish rewards?
- We're going to abolish crime.

The United States of America must be governed
by justice, not by violence.

You know, Sheriff...

What?

Your prophetical talks deserve to be applauded.

The day you're hanged, I'll be the one applauding.

- I need a break.
- What for?

I have to take a shit.

I can't if I'm handcuffed...

All right, then.

Here.

- Thanks, Sheriff.
- Go ahead. Don't take all day.

I couldn't hold it any longer!

I am not here for your convenience, understand?

- Are you done?
- Please!

We're already behind time.

I want to get across this ice before dark.

- I don't like a journey in the dark.
- I'll help you make up time.

Put your hands up, Sheriff!

Tigrero, don't be stupid.
Killing a sheriff will cost you your life.

That's how stupid people end.

This is why you end up buried in ice
and I stay alive to defend the only real law...

the survival of the fittest!

Calm down, friends!
Since when are wolves afraid of wolves?

Hello, Tigrero!
Who put those bracelets on you?

A nice fellow, a sheriff.
The head of the whole county.

Give me a hand!

Oh, Gideon. The one in Snow Hill.
He's only a dirty show-off!

He was dirty! Not any more.

I helped him take a little swim in a river.

He went under and never came back up.
May he rest in peace.

He couldn't swim.

Now we are the law in Snow Hill.

And we can work in peace.

There's a great opportunity. It's legal.

I met the bandits.

They are heading into town.

We only need to get there first
and kill them all at once.

And at Snow Hill there's another one...

you'll be happy to kill.

The mute. The guy who shoots thumbs off.

If there's a body of a sheriff, I don't go for that.

Did you know the mute has killed your brother?

Klaus?

He never even had the chance to defend himself.

Come on!

Let me go!

Coward!

Look at this hand. Do you remember it?

It was a normal hand, like yours!

Now it cannot hold a gun!

But for what I came here to get
it won't matter much.

No, help!

No! Help!

My love!

Pauline! Pauline!

Tigrero is coming into town with other men.
They're looking for Silence.

Did you hear? You have to go!
Go somewhere safe!

If they find him, they'll kill him!

He's hurt, he can't go anywhere!

We've got to hide him!
I beg you, Regina, help me!

Tigrero!

The mute killed Pollicut.

He's at the Negro girl's house.

Go kill him!

Get revenge...

Stop, Tigrero!
If you come forward I'll shoot you!

Drop that gun, bitch,
or you'll end up with your sheriff.

You bastard, you've killed him!

You saw she shot first.

Find the mute, he can't be far!

Come on, move! You must find them!

There's no one here.

Nobody here, either.

We've searched high and low.
The place is empty.

We'll find him sooner or later.

The outlaws! I just saw them.
They're many and they're heading here.

Let's go! The mute can wait!

I'll warn those men it's a trap.

You stay hidden here.

- The food's there, like the sheriff said!
- Come on!

Don't shoot! If we want the mute,
we've got to get them alive.

Surrender! We've got you surrounded!

Throw down your guns or we'll kill you all!

- Come on, you bastards, move!
- Come on, hurry up!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Get into the saloon!

Go!

Down! Against the bar!

I want Silence to come here.

I want him to shoot it out with me!

If he kills me...

you'll all be safe.

My friends won't interfere.

My life against every one of yours.

Go tell him, you know where he is.

I got there late.
I tried but Tigrero had already captured them!

They are all tied up like animals.

I tried to escape but Tigrero caught me.

He wants to shoot it out with you.

Or he'll kill all the hostages!

But...

You mustn't go. It's surely a trap!

You're hurt, and there are six of them.

You can't fight on your own...

against crime.

Let's run away.
We can come back with others.

I don't want you to die. I care about you!

Come on. What are you waiting for?

Let's get it over with!

Kill us all!

Silence won't come!

Kill us, murderer!

He's here.

Coward!

No! Have pity on us!
We don't want to die!

We'll have two bounties each.

We'll come back and collect them.

All according to the law.

The massacre of 1898,
the year of the Great Cold...

raised the public condemnation
of the bounty hunters...

who, in a climate of false legality,
made violence a way of life.

An inscription was legible for years
in Snow Hill, the area of the massacre:

"MAN MAY WALK OVER THIS PLACE
FOR A THOUSAND YEARS

"BUT WILL NEVER WIPE OUT
THE BLOOD OF THOSE WHO FELL."