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Gato, start usin'
your Indian tricks.

Wipe out our trail
and make a false one.

Posse will never find
our tracks up there.

Not a sight of ' em.

They won't give up too easy
with a killin' to avenge.

They won't be so anxious
to face my gun again.

There was no need to kill.

Men ride longer
over blood than money.

There's the posse.

See there?

They'll be out there
chasin' their own tails.

Well, the first of it's over.

Yeah, but not the worst of it.

Scared?

No, just hopeful.

Let's keep it together.

Wish we had time to count it.

Wearin' it next to
your skin that way,

I figure you'll know every
dollar of it before we get there.

Always full of funny remarks.

There's a long way to
Quantez town. That ain't funny.

- Let's ride it.
- Aren't you waiting for Gato?

He'll catch up.

Oh, please.
Can't we wait?

Can't we rest a while?

I say we ride. I don't
want to hear any whinin'.

Here, girl.

Cover your head with this.
The sun will beat you down.

Thank you.

Ho! Ho!

Whoa.

Whoa. Whoa.

Thanks.

Don't fall from that saddle
or I'll tie you in it.

What's the matter with you? I
don't want nothin' slowin' us down'.

You should've thought of that
before bringin' a woman along.

I did think.

That's why I brought her.

It's Gato.

Quantez lies off there.

Yeah. We'll have to
take the long way.

It's about 12 miles to
where we can get around it.

Gato's pony's failin'.

He'll run a while longer.

That extra ride to throw
the posse did for him.

He lasted long enough.
I joined you.

Best ease his pain for good.

I forgot. We white men
have prescribed ways to kill.

Just neater, that's all.

- It's just as dead.
- Yeah.

- And you're without a horse.
- There aren't many miles left.

Climb up behind here, Gato. No.

Two dead horses
are of even less use.

- Quantez town.
- Made it.

Yeah, just what have we made?

Not a thing stirring.

Where you goin'?

I just figure, there's
anything here to do harm,

I can run faster than my pony can right now,
shape he's in.

Just a lizard.
The place is empty.

Whole town's empty.
He said it.

No fresh horses to get us quick to
the border. We're pinned down now.

Uh, just for a few hours. It'll be days
before the posse picks up our tracks.

I'm not worried about that.

I'm worried about this.
We can wait in here.

Teach, bring Chaney in under cover.
No telling what's outside if nothing's inside.

Why so quiet?
Nothin' here.

No. Why?

What do you feel?

Desert's moved in. Means the place
has been empty maybe five, six days.

Well, somethin' scared 'em out.

Yeah, somethin'.
Or somebody.

It's so quiet.

Well, what do you want me to do,
sing you a song?

You're restin' awful calm.

It was a long walk.

You sure there ain't any signs?

There are no dead men,
only a dead town.

What'd you get us into, Heller?

A clean job and a fast getaway.

There's nothin' to fear
in an empty place.

We can just relax and rest
and enjoy ourselves.

Maybe we oughta be bringin' the horses
in close and comfort 'em best we can.

They're near dead and our only way
of gettin' outta here, safe as it may be.

Bring the horses in, Teach.
Help him with the saddles, Gato.

I'll get us some light
and a fire started.

Well, there's your enemy.
Right through the chest.

Nice shootin'.

You hold your screaming
in your throat. Hear?

He likes to give orders,
that one.

He's the leader
of our little band.

I didn't agree
to joining a gang.

This was a pickup operation.

I don't expect to see it
be anything else.

When Heller braced us for the deal,
we agreed to follow his plan.

That makes him boss
till we cross the Rio Grande.

Well, his plans have got us pinned
down here with half-dead horses.

Not very smart.

Well, as Heller says,
there's nothin' to be afraid of.

That doesn't leave me
taking orders like a hired hand.

Things gotta be done. Don't
much matter who says they have to.

You're green to this country
and its ways.

You best listen and learn.

The young one would
like to lead the pack.

Everybody wants to be
the leader, don't they?

And you?

I'm a worn and tired man.

Not worn by the years,

but by the sun and the land.

Tired as the chief of the wolves is tired,
from leading the pack.

Tired of a lot of things.

Get yourself a bucket
or somethin' to carry water in.

The horses have
had water to drink.

Now they need somethin'
to stand in.

I'll start diggin' a shallows...
You carry water to fill it.

I don't see my way clear to playing
nursemaid to a bunch of horses right now.

They see their way clear to carry
us a long way and a hard time.

They've been ridden cruel.

We don't give 'em ease,
they're gonna lame up or maybe die on us.

Let's dig 'em a footbath
closer to the well.

They're gonna need a lot
of nursing and care.

I want 'em close too...

For that and other reasons.

You got a lot to learn.
Now go get a bucket.

The young one
knows very little. Yeah.

I guess back East his horses
came from the hands of stable boys.

High-steppin' carriage horses,
gaited walkers.

Nothin' like these
workin' scrub mustangs.

Best get the saddles off, Gato.

How deep does that have to be?

Ten, 12 inches.

That's a lot of digging.

That's a lot of water carryin'.

That oughta be enough water.

They seem to like it.
Sure.

Water's like new blood in
their legs. Freshens 'em.

I found some oats.

Oh, you better
give 'em some now.

Just rub 'em easy and talk soft.

Your hands are good for 'em.

A horse is kinda like
people in some ways.

A little love's
good medicine too.

Easy, boy.

Now get your legs
back for running.

Pretty soon.

Heller wants to eat.
Sure, now.

Our leader's in there
workin' his brain pretty hard.

Tell him we'll get to it.

I-I have to fetch water
for the beans and coffee.

Bucket's right there.

- I...
- I'll help you.

The boy's got
some gentleman in him.

To the eyes.

It will make you sick,
too much of it.

Don't tell her
what to do, breed.

That word means
very little to me.

But if I had Indian blood,

I would kill you for using it.

Stop nursin' that canteen.

The water's boilin'.
Start some food warmin'.

Where's that Indian?

Maybe out takin' a stroll.

Alone?

Unless he found
a friend out there.

Who would be friend to a breed?

He's no breed.
He's full-born white.

Stolen by the Injuns...
His kin massacred.

He walks like an Indian,
looks like one and he...

Probably thinks like one,

which makes Gato about the
most valuable man around here.

Most valuable?

I found the bank,
picked the men.

I ran the show,
and it's me that's gettin' us out of it.

Maybe not.

We run our horses into the
ground... managed to kill one of 'em.

We're stuck here to sit
a-prayin' those other ponies...

don't take it in their minds
to give out too.

- You see they don't.
- I'll nurse 'em best I can.

Hope I can get 'em
to movin' by dawn.

They'll be able to walk,
but that's about all.

Couldn't outrun a jackrabbit
for any distance.

What's to run from
out in the desert?

Scavenger Apache, for one thing.

Gato's maybe got the
only tongue they'll listen to.

That's why I picked him.

If we met with any.
Sure.

And me for knowin' the
borderlands and the waterin' places.

Why the young one here?

He convinced me
he was a good gunman.

Eastern-style killer, huh?

I may be a stranger to this country,
but I'm no stranger to a gun.

He told you, Gentry.

I know how to pick men.

Walk louder.
What'd you see?

An empty town.

What coffee.

See if I can get myself somethin'
decent to wash this down with.

What are you staring at?

You're no killer.

I know the look of one.

We'd better finish eating
and get some sleep.

I hope you just dealt yourself into
this holdup to get one stake to start with.

Are you a preaching man?

Kinda sound that way, don't I?

I don't know what drove you
west. I want to be left alone.

I ain't askin'. I just hate
to see a young fella...

Look, I appreciate
your teaching me some things,

but I can care for my own soul.

We're home.

Mighty considerate of them, huh?

Go ahead.
Have a drink.

Maybe that'll slow down your
screamin' and shyin' from shadows.

I've got a right to be scared.

You would be too
if you had any sense.

Somethin' strange happened
here. I can feel it closin' in on us.

Well, go on, Gentry.
No, thanks.

Why not? Taste of whiskey
don't please my tongue anymore.

Look at it.

Just look at it watchin' us.

Wonder what it's thinkin'.

Probably that it knows
somethin' we don't.

Probably laughin'.

When animals laugh,
it is a bad time for men.

Don't let it come near.

Go on.
Go and get it.

Why did you scare it?
I wanted some fun...

Get away from him. No
need to get rough on her...

You'd best save some of that
energy for crossin' the desert.

Yeah.

Yeah.

When I own a piece of land, I don't
aim to have a neighbor cultivatin' it for me.

I'll take those.

Why don't you lie down
and try to get some sleep?

Got a long way to go tomorrow,
most of it in the bare sun.

Come on, lie down.

I don't... I don't
think I can sleep.

You can try.

Come on, Teach.
Help me with the horses.

He was gonna kill me
before I even got to my feet.

Never saw a rattler strike
without givin' warnin' first, huh?

Well, learnin' comes slow.

There ain't many rules to
worry about if dyin' comes fast.

Gun law can work for any man.

Guns got a way of killin'
the man who holds 'em.

Move slow.

Oh, why did you kill him?

Why did you kill him?
I won't say it no more!

You don't yell again!

I... I dreamed.

He fell with the blood...

I killed him! I killed
him and that's all of it!

Now you forget it
and stop jumpin' around.

Can't you see she's frightened
to death by a nightmare?

I'll give her somethin'
else to be afraid of. Heller!

Touch her gentle.

Oh, please.

Please.

Just...

Just you be... quiet.

Don't be afraid.

It's all right.

I've never been so close
to a man bein' killed before.

I never saw one's face.
I know.

It's not a good thing
to watch a man die.

But it'll grow faint,
the rememberin'.

It'll pass.

Except for the man
who pulls the trigger.

See what I found over there?

Pretty.
Mm-hmm.

I'll be there first
with the gun next time.

That's always a bad thing.

If you like,
I'll teach you the right way best I can.

I haven't asked for any help.
I don't want any.

We could all use help.

When a man reaches a crossroad,
it's no shame to ask which way to point his feet.

Who's to say?
You?

The Cochise clan.

You have a cigarillo?

Why do you come here?

To aid the cause of Victorio
and the Apaches.

In what way? With money,
to buy guns for the war.

There is no war.

We mean only to clear
our lands of settlements,

in case battle comes.

And it will. The Apaches
must kill the whites.

But you are white.

My skin, but not my heart.

I lived with the Apache...
The tribe led by Cochise.

I have heard.

But you left them
a long time ago.

Even then the aging Cochise
spoke of peace.

There can be no peace
with the white man.

Victorio's way is the way.

Burn them. Destroy them.
In time.

But first we must clear all our
lands of towns and settlements.

The white men gave Quantez
back to the desert five days ago.

I read the message
of the notched feathers.

The warning promises death
to all who stay within the town.

Yet your friends still remain.

Yes.

Your loyalties are short.

I have no loyalties to those
people... only to the Apache.

You want nothing for yourself?

Only a share of the money
for my needs.

Half.

And safe passage away.

I thought you wished
to serve Victorio.

But I can better serve him
by moving among my own kind.

Will you strike now?

I will think of it.

You return in a while.

What have you got?

Oh.
Pair of 10s.

Kings.
I win.

I been wonderin'
who was going to.

Sure you have.

Because you're
a murderin' sly man.

That's why I like you.

You're not scared like Teach.

He near died from
the look of a gun.

He's just not used to a man
as quick to draw as you.

If I'd have known he was a green kid,
just talkin' and struttin' it,

I'd have never brought him in.

That's not true.

You picked him young
to raise him right.

To follow the leader.

To make him a willing gun.

But he don't
take orders too good.

He listened and moved
like I told him first off.

Now he thinks himself wild
and feels he's man enough.

He's not worth much anymore.

He'll never be
a killer like you.

I'm done with him.

Maybe I'll give him
his breath for his share.

What do you figure on givin' me?

You know the signs, Gentry.

Teach will break
in that stretch out there.

The girl's no good to anyone.

And Gato...

You must get
awful lonesome, Heller.

Well, what do you mean?

How do we deal?

Square center.
One for you and one for me.

What's the chance
of a bullet in my back?

Not me, Gentry.

You know I wouldn't
pull nothin' like that on you.

Suppose I pull it on you?

Who are you, Gentry,
to beg for dyin' this way?

I might just tell you.

Showdown?

Ace, 10.

Ace, king.

Whoa, boy. Whoa.

You should be asleep.
I'm not afraid anymore.

Teach,

what led you to join with us?

Just to seek out trouble?

Why? Do you think
I'm too weak to hold my own?

You'd know better than me.

There's ways I don't know about.

But I'll stand
as tall as anyone,

take what I want
if that's the way of things.

Maybe it'd be best if you went
back home to things you know.

I don't want them.

I want to find my own life,
or build one, take one.

Have you got the stomach for it? Sure,
I do.

Oh, no. You can't
scramble in the mud.

Maybe you'd get to be
a killer, but...

you'll be sick
to your stomach for it.

Me, I don't mind what I am.

It's been my food and drink
since I can remember.

I can feed on it and not care.

Once, it was different.

My cheeks had a color
that was like a glowin'.

And my eyes could say things.

My hair was...

Somebody said once...
A prospectin' man... that...

That my hair was like
the first traces of gold,

spun fine and silky
on the palm of a hand.

There was woman to me then...

Young...

No more. I...

I can't leave Heller now.

Only be taken from him
by somebody stronger.

Your hair's still gold.

And your...

That's the end of it, Teach.

I figure as how none of us know
what the situation here really is,

best not start
makin' ourselves fewer.

I don't like a man
to take my gun from me.

Pick it up then.

Now I guess maybe we're all
calm enough to talk things over.

I ain't aimin'
to give any orders.

And I'm tired of takin' 'em.

I want my share of the money and
two horses. I'm gettin' outta here.

Two?

I'm takin' Chaney with me.

You fool, boy.

You couldn't make 10 miles
without wanderin' lost and dyin'.

You think Chaney would trust
her life to a wet-eared fool?

Don't make her
answer that, Teach.

You gotta learn not to run
headlong into things.

There's nothin' to fight,
nothin' to test yourself against except time.

You might as well
fight that with us.

That's right.

Just listen
to this old mountain cat.

He must've heard me
talkin' about him.

They argue amongst themselves.

Then they may kill themselves.

The survivors may then
be moved to leave at once.

But you would be there
to see they didn't.

There is one that will not
be easy to kill. Strike now.

I have thought of it.

We shall not move
before the dawn.

It is the word of Victorio
that none should die before.

It is not for Delgadito
to break that word.

If they move from our lands,
they live.

No.

They will be here
in the morning light.

Anything?

You walk in silence.

You walk too much.

Heller's getting a little upset
at you wandering off.

His heart fears
many things. Yeah.

Small heart but a fast trigger.

I don't like to see
a man gunned down.

Not even a breed?

You ain't that.
I told him.

No.
I'm something worse...

A man without people.

I have no home, no world.

No reason to hate everybody.

I hate very little.

I survive.

Like the great cats.

I heard one scream a while back.

Yes.

Sounded a little off to me.

Like a man imitatin' a big cat.

Did not sound false to me.

No?

Maybe not.

But why would a town
clear out like this?

Danger is around.
We cannot move now.

Question of odds.

Might be better to chance
the desert than chance a siege.

But a man don't like to run into a
fire unless he sees a clear path.

All things are clear in the sun.

I'm hopin' we get to see it.

[ Waltz ]

Ah.

Remember that, Heller?

Sure.

Sure. That was somethin'
you used to sing.

In fact, that was the first song I heard
you sing when I walked into that saloon.

Real talented, Chaney was...
Lots of ways.

I was pretty good.

A gambler from Biloxi said I
oughta be singin' on the riverboats.

Or even the big cities.

I'll bet you sing real good.

Go on then. Sing.

Let's have
some life around here.

I have a true love

Over the hill

I've been a-waitin'

days beyond countin'

is he my true love

is he that still

Go ahead.
You're great.

Funniest thing I ever heard.
Keep singin'.

No.
Go on, I said.

I wanna hear that
pretty voice of yours.

Gamblin' boats and big city.

Sing!

Fooled by my true love

over the hill

I'll keep a...

What's the matter now?

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

Don't be scared.

Get away from her.

Oh, he's just trying to be kind.

Oh! Leave me alone!

Stop that yelling!

You want to match claws with me?

Anytime you work up nerve
enough, I'll be waitin'.

No need to push.

Point's been made.

Where's that breed?

He's puttin' his hands on her!

He's healin' the wound
you gave her.

I'll go call him in.

That's dirt.

The earth and the grasses
in it will heal.

You know all sorts of things,
don't you?

Useful things.

Some.

Enough to get across
the desert alone,

without needin' anyone else?

Enough to take a girl with you?

You have no place with Heller.
You must find your own way.

But you've got to help me.

Please.
Heller's through with me.

Don't beg, girl.

Nothin' to run to.

No place to go.

No place for me anyway.

I'll die here.
Might as well be now.

Don't look at me. I don't want
to see my shame in your eyes.

Are you ashamed?

I gave up that feelin'.

I don't want you
bringing it back.

Be your own woman, Chaney.
There'll be no need.

Break from Heller.
Live for yourself again.

It's not worth it. There's nothing left. Oh,
you're wrong.

There's things special to woman.
Young ones to rear. Man to love.

A home that's warm and provided.

I cheated myself out of
those things a long time ago.

A free person
can take 'em anytime.

It's the night you're afraid of,
but look up there.

There's always a little light.

I'm goin' out to look
for 'em. You stay here.

They're a long time comin' back.
I want to know why.

She's lookin' for help
to protect her from me.

Anybody's help.

Whatever's prowlin' this town
may be endangerin' them.

She ain't worth endangerin' us.

I'll go out alone.
You stay here with me.

You afraid to be by yourself?

An easy target,
even in the night.

Stand right there.

I'm sick of your sneakin'
around like a snake.

What's in those hills
you keep roamin'?

Trees, rocks, plants...

for the ear.
You're a liar.

You'll talk or scream,
one or the other.

Ear feel better?

I just won't be able to
wear earrings for a while.

Girl like you don't
have to worry about bangles.

Girl like me?

Pretty.

Come of a good breed.

You say that knowin' what I am?

I told you. It's got to be that a
person can be born new if they want to.

Once out across that desert
we can be like fresh-born babes.

You dirty,
miserable, rotten breed!

You like Indians, Gato.

This is one of their games.

You'll burn nice and slow.

Don't threaten
too easy, does he?

His spit won't put the fire out.

You're wastin' your time.
You'll get nothin' out of him.

We can try, even if
I have to kill him.

Then we can just pray we won't be needin' the
kind of help he can give once we get outta here.

That's just what we're
gonna do. Get outta here now.

None of those horses
can carry a double.

Won't have to.

Only four of us are leavin'.

Chaney stays.

That's not for you to say.

I picked her up when
no other man would have her.

I'm droppin' her where
no other man could get her.

It wasn't like that, and you
never got me by bein' like this.

I been this way all right.

I was like this when I
punched cows for 30 and found,

takin' orders from little
men with big mouths.

I was like this when I hit
towns with nothin' but a saddle.

Somethin' that looked
like a horse under it.

I heard 'em.
"Saddle tramp."

I seen the times when I didn't have
the price of whiskey to clear my throat.

And I did other men's
dirty work to get the price.

No more. No more!

I say now it's my words
that move people and things.

You were good enough for a saddle tramp,
but you ain't good enough for me!

I don't claim to be
much more than what I am.

And I don't puff myself up
like a desert toad.

"I'm the chief.
I'm the leader."

Why, you're nothing but that
saddle tramp that first rode into town.

At least then you smiled some.

You had a look about you
that needed gentleness and help.

I see now you could
afford to be kind.

You weren't the great big
gang leader. You shut up.

You haven't got me anymore.

I'm not yours
to be told what to do.

Don't press me. They won't
help you. I don't need their help.

You.

You two.

Talk cotton-mouthed and noble
about me standing on my own.

Then I'll be worth having.

Well, I'm standing now,

and I don't want any man.

I lowered myself with you.

That's the only thing
I'm ashamed of.

Not of being afraid.

Not of wantin' help.

Not of lookin' for protection.

Nobody'll tell me
what to do... anymore.

Won't be no one around.
You'll be alone.

You think you're the Almighty to
say who's to stay and who ain't?

I'm willin' to leave here
at your word,

but nobody gets left here alone.

You don't tell me.
You don't tell me!

I guess you think you are Him.

I'll prove you're not.

Don't you hate the thought of dyin'
over somethin' not your business?

I just hate the thought
of killin'.

Guns aren't necessary.

Chaney stays and I stay
with her. Leave us one horse.

No, you don't.
You don't stay with her.

You'd do anything to get her,
wouldn't you?

You say you've done with her.
You want to leave her to die.

And she will, you hear me?

I'm gonna be the last man
she'll ever know.

You fast enough for two, Heller?

Don't. You'll die before
you reach the butt.

And you'll be dead
before you see him fall.

You can't kill us both.

Think it over.

Pots and pans

pots and pans

Hear that? Somebody.
People!

Give me your pots and pans
Fresh horses outta here.

How what would you like
Just give it a name

have you pots to be mended

or horses to tame

would you like to hear news
from far over there

would you like me
to sing away troubles

and cares

Gentlemen.

And lady.

I've come to suit your pleasure,

be it broad daylight
or the small dark hours.

If I can be of no service to you,
then maybe you can be of service to me.

The road's been long,
the day hot.

Now Jimmy Joe Johnson and me
could do with what to drink.

Water for Jimmy. Something with
less body and more spirit for me.

What's your name?

Well, I'm called by many
but answer to only one.

Puritan's the name,
but not necessarily my way,

though I could preach a man
gone if you've a mind for it.

Well, step inside, mister.
Step inside.

There's not much to share,
but share it with us.

My sack of things
and what to do with.

Teach, unsaddle the gentleman's
horse and put him to drinkin'.

Mr. Puritan's tired.
So's his friend.

We wouldn't want Jimmy Joe
to stay tired.

Here. Here we are.

Quite a load here.

All right.

Nice quiet town you've got here.

It ain't ours.
We're wayfarin' like yourself.

My wife and me and our friends
is setting out to homestead land.

What grows on the desert?

Not in the desert,
Puritan. Out and beyond toward California.

We... We strayed off a bit to rest
and found this town lyin'' empty and still.

Somethin' wrong?

Mmm,
nothing. Just... Just recollectin' my geography.

I never knew it very well,
I guess.

Most wanderin' men
know their way good.

Well, they wander far
and wander near.

Take the long way around
sometimes.

Huh. I guess you folks
are like that too.

Yeah, that's the way we are.

Yeah.

Your friend there is...
Ain't very sociable.

Quiet, he is.
Yeah.

Your horse is unsaddled and
watered. He wouldn't take a rope halter.

Oh, shucks. I-I should
have told you about that.

Jimmy Joe is like
a brother to me. Hmm.

It hurts his sense of bein' people
to have a rope tied around his nose.

Oh, he won't go far though.

I remember one time
Jimmy Joe and me were...

We were... We're ridin'...

We're goin' down a hill that...

Yeah?
That...

Oh, I guess stories about
a man and his horse...

are like stories of Indian
fights... It don't sit well.

You come by this way often?

Six months ago
was my first and last time.

You make much of a living?

No, friend, no.
Dimes and nickels.

You know, not even enough to
put hay in Jimmy's belly...

or strings on my guitar here.

Not even enough to
fill a man's hand.

What are you so nervous about?

Nervous? Me?

Oh, no, neighbor.
No, not me. No, no.

Why, sure, you are.

I know. You got to thinkin'
we're robbers or somethin'.

You figure we're settin' out to
steal your cash or take your life, huh?

Ain't true.

We're peaceful folk.
Wandered in like you.

This empty town ain't our doin'.

Well, what then?

We ain't been able to say. We
only been here since nightfall.

Expect to leave by dawning.

You've been here.
Maybe you can tell us.

It was good enough
the last time.

No ideas?

No.

Yes.

I'm gonna make this town
minus one right now.

I'd advise you to ride out too.

Uh, wait.
Uh, wait on.

Uh, I-I'd like to hear me
a song or two. It's lonesome.

I'd... I-I'd be glad to, but I...

Now that ain't right.

I ask a tune to get the burden of the
nighttime off us and you won't do the favor.

We'll pay, Puritan.

Well, all right.

You know, I figure every man...

should know the minute
of his death.

Not to fear it too much,
but fight for the living while you can.

If you're gonna die,
die standing.

And laugh.

Huh. That's what this song
is all about.

John Coventry
You've heard his name

his lightning gun
brought him his fame

when he was young
and tall and slim

he shot a man who'd shot at him

and that became notch number one

on what they called
a killer's gun

John Coventry the lonely one

men came from far to test his gun

he took them like
he'd take a breath

he'd start to draw
He'd deal out death

You mean to kill him
for his horse, don't you?

John Coventry was on the run

No need to gun him. Leave him
here and... Shut up... and listen.

He found a partner name of Hank

in Gallup these two robbed a bank

but soon they parted as is known

five died, plus Hank

in old Tombstone

John Coventry the lonely one

he early learned to sling a gun

he planted many on Boot Hill

who lost the draw
but got the kill

throughout the years
a trail of blood

and men a-lyin''...
I don't like that anymore.

But there's more to it.

I don't want to hear no more
of this John Coventry.

They write songs to him now?

A man who kills has more words
sometimes than a man who saves.

They'll write 'em
about me someday.

Then you can come
sing your songs.

You fixin' to be an outlaw now,
Heller, instead of a peaceful settler?

Oh, sure not. I...
I meant about the savin' men.

Oh, sure.
I ought to know better.

Heller would never try to kill
a bunch of men like that.

They were fast with a gun.

All of 'em Coventry killed?

Yeah.

I was around when it happened.

He was a devil, for sure.

Not so much.

His picture's all wind and talk.

If I met with him...

Yeah.

Sing more, but sing happy.

My... My throat's
about gone to sand.

Look, I-I think I'll say my
good-byes and bid farewell to you...

No. Sing.

There ain't much cause
for rejoicin', Mr. Puritan.

But when a man's got life,
there's hope.

Folks like us, lonely and trailin',
when we got a song, we got a little cheer.

Do you mind if I set down a
while before I start cryin' again?

Go ahead.

The lady... You mean my wife.

Yes. She has
a very pretty face.

About the prettiest I've seen.
I oughta know.

I'm a painter, first off.
A painter of pictures.

Beautiful flowers,
the sky, land.

Anything that may
suit a person's fancy.

But most of all, I love
to paint a beautiful woman.

Well,
sure. Sure. Do her picture. I'd like that.

Well, we'll get
right to it then.

Uh, the lighting here
isn't exactly the best.

No, but... Well,
a painter like myself is used to seeing dim. Yes.

All right.
That oughta be good.

I'll have to get a few
things out of my saddlebag.

What things?
You got this bag here.

Ain't that where you keep
your paintin' stuff? Yes.

- But I have to get a few special brushes.
- No.

Paint with what you got.
But I...

I'll help him get
his special brushes.

Okay. Go ahead.

That boy Teach don't like
to fetch or carry for anyone.

Probably left your saddle
right out here by the horse.

Oh. Oh, yes.
There it is.

Yep.

Well, get your brushes.

Here, I'll help you.

This brush only paints red.

I wasn't tryin' to go for it.

No.

I wouldn't try to throw
down on you. I know you.

Painting's part of my business.

Gives me a memory for faces.

Once I've seen one,
I scarcely ever forget it.

I'm tellin' you now, forget it.
Get on your horse bareback.

Go back the way you come.
Go fast.

You mean that? Ride.
Or you'll be dead here.

I can't figure it.

John Coventry
letting a man live.

Coventry's dead.

Oh, no.
You're him.

I'm through with that name
and that life.

I made a word never to...
Never to kill again.

Why?

You got a curious mind.

You're wastin' the life
I'm givin' you.

- Get on your horse.
- Hey!

You makin' them brushes
out of the horse's tail?

All... All right.
All right.

Now what'll I do?

Get your brushes.

There'll be another chance.

Yeah.
But suppose there ain't?

Maybe I'll break my word
and give you the way out.

Thanks.

You did it, Chaney.
You broke loose.

Alone.

I did it alone.

That's the way it had to be.

But you wouldn't have stayed
alone. I'd have been with you.

We'd have both been dead.
That's not the way to beat Heller.

It's my way.

I thought you were gonna
take what you wanted.

I thought that was the way.

Gentry told me different.

He's not afraid to use a gun.

It's part of him now. I don't
want it to be part of me.

Well, you paint fast.

Yeah, I got the habit of paintin'
twixt the milkin' and the churnin'.

Takes you only a short time to paint a
face that takes a lifetime in the making.

It's all right.
Real good.

I won't ever be a killer.

Or have you the wife
of a killer.

The wife?

As soon as we get to Mexico.

Oh, I-I never thought
that anyone...

I love you.

Oh, don't.

It makes me afraid
to hear you say it.

There's no need to fear it.

It's something
I've always wanted, but...

I don't think
I'd be able to keep it.

Looks like it's about done.

Yeah. A little red
for the lips, that's all.

There.

Oh. Pretty. Real pretty.

What's that on the ear?

I paint what I see.

Rub it out.

It's there.
Rub it out, I said!

Rub it out.

Some men forget their sins easy.

Walk soft, Gentry.

Would you like to see?

Is that the way I am?
That's the way.

Her eyes are soft.

Just like yours.
Soft and young.

I don't like it.
Makes her look plain.

Do you like it?

- It, uh, looks near like you.
- I think it looks just like you.

Please the sitter,
that's my motto.

If it pleases you, missus,
that's all for me.

Best I clean my brushes.

No, just don't you bother.

Let him. Workman doesn't like his
tools dirty and no use. Like a gun.

He's painted his last picture.

What are you going to
do? Shut up and watch.

I never figured to find
a friend in John Coventry.

Coventry never had
a friend is maybe why.

Maybe one day you'll paint a
picture of the mountains for me.

Huh. I will, as big as a barn,
if you'd like it.

Ride now.
Come on, boy. Come on.

Come on!
Come on!

You miserable...

You let him ride out.
You let him ride outta here.

We needed that horse to get across
the desert and you let him ride outta here.

I oughta kill you
where you stand.

In the back with my gun
still on my hip?

Turn around.
Turn around!

Now you can see it.

No way for a leader
to kill a man.

Just so you're dead.

You want songs sung about you.

Fella like that John Coventry never gunned
a man unless he gave him a fair shake.

All right, now's fair.
Whenever you're ready.

Now listen to me. I made
a word never to kill again.

I can get you out across that stretch
of sand with just the four horses.

You couldn't
make it alone with 20.

I'm waitin' for you to move.

You can't pack enough water to get you
to the Rio Grande. You gotta find it. I can.

You backin' down from the
fair fight you were askin' for?

I'm backin' down.

Okay, Gentry.

You're still alive.

So I am.

And I'll make sure you
get us through to Mexico.

You, Teach.

You should be watchin' that breed.
You want him out on the prowl again?

Now get inside, quick.

He'll leave me now for sure.

Nobody gets left behind.

Heller won't test himself
on that point again.

And if he does?

He won't hurt you anymore.
I give you my word.

You'll have your chance.

Can I really start again?
Be different?

You can try. With help,
with somebody to show you the way.

Do you think you've found it?

I'll show you
as much of it as I know.

I'm not sure I can live it,
but maybe we can help each other.

Could I really help you?

You're free of Heller now
by your own word.

That means you got
somethin' to give.

Teach said something
like that to me.

That I broke loose.

Oh?

He's taken your word
about killin'.

That's good.

He'll be a good man one
day now. Steady and no fear.

He wants me.

And you?

I've never had the chance
to choose before.

You've got to now.

The night's past.
It's nearly over.

Best get ready to ride.

Go along.

Friend, you got me all wrong.

I ain't mad at you
about the girl.

A man gets lonesome and Chaney
ain't so hard to look at.

Course she's not near as much woman
as she used to be, but woman's woman.

Ah, it's just that no man likes someone
foolin' around when he's got first claim.

Now you wouldn't like that,
would you?

Well, would you?

No, I guess I wouldn't.

That's right.

Besides, it don't look good
in front of the others.

Makin' a fool out of me when I'm
the boss. You know what I mean?

I guess.

But I tell you.
I notice you look at her.

I know you got
good feelings for her.

I'm not a man to stand in the way
when a couple of people are set on lovin'.

What do you mean?

What I say.

I see you love Chaney.

I see too that she
don't feel quite as strong.

Oh, there's somethin' there well enough,
but it ain't grown none.

Ain't that right?

She thinks I'm afraid of you.
I'm not. I want you to know that.

Oh, I do.

I know you got somethin' besides
jelly behind your belt.

You're a man with guts.

But a woman's gotta be shown.

What are you gettin' at?

You've gotta show her you want
her bad enough to fight for her.

You bracing me, Heller? Now just
settle down. I don't want any fight with you.

Tryin' to show you
how to win your woman.

You and me could
come out on top.

You and me?

We gotta depend on Gentry
to find us water holes now.

Once across the border,
him and Gato are only worth a pair of bullets.

Where you goin'?

To wash a dirty night
from my face.

Spirit she's got,

and a bright eye for Gentry.

Well?

And after we get into Mexico?

You got yourself
two shares of the money.

You got yourself a woman to take
to wife or do with as you please.

Gun 'em in the back? Right.
Before they back shoot us.

With me?

You must get awful lonely.
Huh?

No one to talk to.
No one to understand.

Not man, woman or child.

You can't buy people,
Heller. Not even with things they want bad.

Just say, are you with me?

Gentry, Heller's
gone full circle.

He just offered me the money
and Chaney for a bullet in your back.

Teach?

Teach!

Stand away from her alone,
brave man.

Turn around and watch the
bullet that's gonna kill you.

Don't, Teach.
Don't fight him.

Let's see who's better, Teach.

See?

I'm startin' from leather.
Fair and square, huh?

Turn around, you.

Don't.
I've got to.

Heller.

I've been your man to fight
from the beginning.

Get inside!

This is what we've
been feelin' all along.

We took a lot of trouble riddin'
ourselves of that posse,

and let's hope they're fairly close too,
'cause goin' back's our only chance.

Looks like Mexico's out,
Chaney. For good.

Let's go!

Gato!

No. My hands are empty.
But not clean.

When I say, mount up and ride. Don't let up.
We make it beyond the gorge, we're out of it.

Delgadito will catch you before
you can ride free of the territory.

No, you won't kill me.
Y-You have honor.

Go to your friends.
Go on! Run!

Delgadito!

They try to escape!

The clever one.

Now!

You all right, Chaney?

Maybe we can climb down
the bridge. Come on.

Keep movin'!

Gentry!

Gentry, come on!

Keep goin'!

John Coventry the lonely one

began and ended with a gun

John Coventry his day is done

the quiet, fearless lonely one

he gave his life
to save his friends

and that's the way

his story ends