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(dramatic instrumental music)

(horn honking)

(gun firing)

- [Tod] Get down!

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

- Hey, buddy.

What do you think you're doin'?

(gun firing)

(tire deflating)

- You blow the horn, I blow the tires.

- That was a doe and not even a yearling.

(gun firing)

- You keep tryin' to spoil my fun, sonny.

- Hump.

- Look here, Trinket.

I just bagged myself a sports car.

- Why don't you put that gun down, you drunken slob,

and find out how good you are.

- That'd be a pretty smart thing to do, wouldn't it?

(gun firing)

(tire deflating)

- Hon, you'll attract every game warden in the county.

You won't even have a trophy to show for it.

- Yeah, well how about these two?

How'd you like to have their heads mounted

over the fireplace?

(dramatic music)

- Aren't you even gonna give me a blindfold?

Come on, honey, give the boys that money for the tires.

Let's go on back to town.

- I'll pay 'em nothing.

- Um, do me a favor and just forget about it.

He'll kill ya.

(dramatic music)

- Hey, where do you think you're going?

- Hunting for a license plate number.

(suspenseful music)

(engine rumbling)

(light instrumental music)

- Morning.

- Morning, can I help you?

- We need a couple of 670 15s and a trip

about 10 miles back out highway 85.

- Recaps?

- No, nylon premiums, the best.

- I don't have 'em here.

Might take a little while to get 'em from the warehouse.

- Start calling.

- They run you about $45 bucks apiece.

- I said start calling.

- Deposit.

- Let's look around.

(laughing and conversing in background)

- Havin' a good time?

- Yeah.

- Frank!

Have you been in here all this time?

How come you're not out there with the gang?

Lot of those mule jockeys used to work for you.

- I got better to do than to cool my heels out there.

Four hours you kept me waiting.

I drove all the way up from Roswell.

Now what is it can't be settled on the phone?

- Frank, Frank, there's no time to talk business.

Hey, how long's it been since you shot yourself a buck?

Or caught yourself a steelhead?

Don't tell me.

It shows.

You been down there in Roswell tryin' to hold

body and soul together,

tryin' to keep that fine, little outfit of yours

perkin' right along.

Baker Truckin', yes sir.

It's a fine, little outfit.

Now the way I see it,

the best thing for you is to come on up to the lodge

with us tomorrow morning,

get yourself some of that pure country air.

You got to come back a new man,

seein' things a lot clearer.

- I went all the way up here just for this?

If you'd asked me on the phone I'd say thanks,

but I'm too busy right now.

- Now you sound just like Gus,

never know when to let up or when to quit,

either one of ya.

Maybe that's because you started out together, huh?

(chuckles)

Funny how things work out, isn't it?

I mean, you, you still got that little outfit.

Oh, it's a fine, little outfit for what it is.

And Gus, look at Gus now.

He's big, Frank.

Really big, in spite of himself.

Almost as big as a man can get.

He's my partner.

Big schemes, big dreams.

You know what I've been dreamin', Frank?

That someday soon our trucks will be rollin'

straight through, coast to coast.

Just a couple of more franchises.

Couple of more lakes,

(fingers snapping)

end of the rainbow, right?

- You tryin' to put the pressure on me?

- You're kind of jumpy today, Frank.

- Gus won't stand for it.

You know Gus, live and let live.

That's him.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's Gus all right.

Well, sorry you can't stay on and join the party, Frank.

- The next time you cry wolf, I won't come running.

- Frank, come on back in here and close that door.

I here you got a turn down at the bank.

End of line, huh?

- All the way up here I kept tellin' myself

Gus will loan me what I need.

- Look, maybe Gus has got 51% of this outfit,

but I got 49, and I say we loan you nothin'.

You're just one link, Frank.

One more franchise in our pocket and then whoosh,

coast to coast.

- Gus won't let it happen.

- Don't you sleep on it.

For my offering price,

may just get lower than it already is.

Aw, come on, Frank.

There's no sense in us talkin' rough to each other.

Go on out there and find yourself some company.

Pour yourself a nice, long drink.

You don't think that just because we're gonna

take over your outfit we're gonna put you out, do ya?

Well, Frank, I'd rather cut off my right arm.

No, sir.

You're stayin' right on.

You're gonna manage the Roswell branch for us.

10 grand a year, and a piece of the action.

And you come in, what, two, maybe three days a week.

Now how's that sound?

- Why don't you go out somewhere and die, Humphrey?

- Bank rolls, having a good time?

(people conversing in background)

We need more food on the buffet.

I told ya to keep room service hopping.

I also told ya to keep circulating.

Keep it alive, keep it happy.

- I'm keepin' it happy, I'm keepin' it happy.

- I don't know about you anymore, Trinket.

You're not the girl you used to be.

- Ah, now there's some words we oughta carve

on the head of a pen.

Those are monumental words,

spoken by my lord and master.

That charming gentleman that introduced me

to the piper.

By the way, where is he?

- Where is who?

- The piper.

You know, I've been lookin' around for him

thinkin' it was time he oughta get paid.

When is he comin' for his pound of flesh?

- There's one thing I can't stand is a dame

when she starts to needle.

Now circulate, Trinket.

And try and act like a lady.

- Oh, now you know I do that.

Tell me, honey, is anybody here capable of

applauding, appreciatin' my performance?

- No, sir.

I just don't know about you anymore, Trink.

(suspenseful music)

- You think he's gonna stop right in front of us?

- Well, it's a small town.

- Maybe he went on to Taos or Espanola.

- Then we go to Taos or Espanola.

As soon as we find out he's not in Santa Fe.

(people conversing in background)

- [Man] Hey, here's Gus.

(crowd greeting Gus)

For he's a jolly good fellow

- Where is he?

- Hump?

Well, if I know Hump, who knows him better,

he's behind four aces back there.

Nobody can deny

(crowd cheering)

- Hey, it's Gus.

We were just sayin', what's keepin' Gus.

- Out!

All of ya.

Except Hump.

- Gus, we're right in the middle of a hand.

- I said out!

We got business, you and me.

(party music and chatter)

(dramatic music)

- 11H6352.

That's it, that's it.

(people laughing in background)

- I want him.

- Uh-uh, he's mine.

- Odds or evens?

- Odds.

Like I said, he's mine.

- Who's the head of this outfit, Hump?

Who's boss?

- Well, Gus, we're partners.

- I am.

President, boss, me, Guss Patton.

I make the decisions, all of 'em.

- Now slow down, Mr. President.

I ain't one of your wheel jockeys no more.

I got me 49% of this outfit, and that's a lot of percent.

So don't start talkin' to me like that.

- I just met Baker in the lobby.

He's ready to blow his brains out.

He said you're clamping him to death.

- That's business, Gus, business.

- I look at you and my skin crawls.

You are not the one I took you off those trucks

and cut you when them buddy boys is just as easy

to cut you out.

- Listen, you'd still be movin' furniture around town

if it wasn't for me.

I built on, Pat, not you.

Maybe I did push a few people off the road,

but you're livin' fat because I did.

This is a business for muscle, Gus.

The more you got, the more you get.

(party music and chatter)

- You haven't got much sense,

but you got a lot of spirit, so I'll drink to that.

- Where's the great white hunter?

- Don't move, don't turn around.

He's got you covered.

(laughing)

Go have a drink now.

Bygones and soda?

- Come on, he's gotta be in one of these rooms.

- Pick it up.

- What's that?

- It's a copy of our partnership agreement.

I brought it along before I knew what you

were doing to Baker.

I brought it along, Hump,

because I'm sick of standing on the sidelines

and letting you set up one Baker after another.

It's all done now, big boy.

All done.

- Come on, Gus.

- You ever read fine print?

- What you gettin' at?

- You.

Oh, there's really lots of fine print in our contract, Hump.

It's a pity you didn't read it before you signed it.

Paragraph 14C.

I'm giving you 72 hours notice starting right now.

I'm buying you out, partner.

- Where?

Where does it say that?

- Oh, you never could read anything but a road map,

could you, Hump?

Well, big man, you're gonna be cash rich in 72 hours,

but you won't be with this company.

- Just like that?

- Just like that.

- You just bought yourself a whole mess of trouble.

- Why don't we make that unanimous?

- What are you doing here?

Get out.

- Maybe you didn't hear.

Sports cars are out of season.

- Not to mention people.

- Get the boys.

- Look, friend.

Right now you're an innocent bystander.

- [Gus] I'm not one for crowds myself.

- We're not too large on day time parties,

but your kind of invitation's hard to turn down.

- It's a 300 H&H magnum, hand made.

Real circassian walnut stock.

All the way from Russia.

Ever see a rifle like that?

- Only once.

- It's yours.

(banging)

- You got that old pizazz, kid.

I like that.

It's all yours.

Take it and get out.

- What does he owe us?

- Two tires and a little time.

About a $100 dollars.

- We'll take it out in trade.

- Dealer's choice.

(grunting)

(punches smacking)

(glass breaking)

(punches smacking)

(grunting)

(laughing)

Well, pick it up.

Pick it up!

You're fast, boy.

A real alley cat.

- You've worked a few garbage cans yourself.

- Come on.

- Yeah.

- Wait.

I got a story I want to tell you.

One time I was on a safari,

this old water buffalo come charging me,

about to kill me.

That's you, boy.

Why, I'm quick.

You know what I did?

I had him caught and rope tied.

And I had my bearers dig a deep pit

covered over with branches and leaves.

Then I got on the other side of it.

I had them loose that old buffalo.

Ha, he come charging again, and whoosh!

Then you know what I did?

I sat on the edge of that pit all day,

just keep pumpin' shots away.

First the hooves, then the horns, chip by chip.

- Finally the eyes, one by one.

- I'm not finished.

There's a moral to this story.

From now on, boys, step lightly.

(dramatic music)

- Since one of us has to be at the lodge tomorrow

for the hunting trip and you're leaving the company,

I'll extend your apologies.

(dramatic music)

(midtempo instrumental music)

- [Tod] Hi.

- What do you boys do?

Carry two spares?

- What gives?

- I'm waiting to ask you.

- We had two tires shot out this morning.

- Hardly looks like it, does it?

- I don't know, it must've been the little people

that live in the woods.

- Using invisible bullets, I expect.

- Well, these are all paid for.

I suppose you can figure out what you want to do with 'em.

- Look, you may think we're crazy,

but we had those two tires shot out from under

us this morning.

- Oh, I think you're pretty slick.

I think you paid a lot of money for an alibi

that isn't gonna work, mister.

- Wait a minute.

What do you mean alibi?

- The state of New Mexico sets up its game laws

to protect against poachers like you.

- Poachers?

We don't even have a gun.

- You don't, huh?

You seem kind of surprised.

Fact is, I didn't find it in the car.

I found it in the brush where you threw it.

Now you may not want to sniff that gun

to see if it's been fired,

because I expect you already know.

But you see, I didn't know, so I sniffed.

It turned out it had been fired after all,

which didn't surprise me,

after I found that doe you shot.

- What doe?

- The doe I found over by your tent.

That one.

Now let me tell you somethin'.

Laws are one thing, and breaking laws is one thing,

but breaking laws the way you did is something else.

You call yourselves hunters,

well you're not hunters.

You're killers.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- That animal is less than a year old

and it's a doe, and this is a game refuge.

Now I checked your car real good, fellas,

and I found food,

so you can't tell me that you killed for hunger,

which is something that I could understand.

- Now, look, I don't care what you think.

- Hold it, hold it, hold it.

- Now just wait a minute, I don't--

- We didn't kill any deer.

Let's look at this thing calmly.

- Well, I'm not calm.

You want somebody to listen to you calmly,

you talk to the justice of the peace.

All right, let's get in my truck.

- Get your hands off me!

(dramatic music)

- Now get it straight.

I didn't happen on this job.

I went after it because I like animals.

Now get in.

- Ah, good girl, Trink.

I got him, right in the eye.

I was on this ferry, see,

and up in this tree is a big hippopotamus

looking right down at me.

So I say now, what would Hump do?

He'd hit him right in the eye.

So here's mud in your eye, old Humpopotamus.

- You go on up and get dressed.

We'll have dinner with the gang.

- Hail, hail, the gang's all here, what...

How come?

I thought we were fired.

- He said 72 hours, didn't he?

That's a world of time.

- Hump.

- And pour on the charm at dinner tonight,

especially Gus.

- I'm blessed to go to dinner.

Let's get packed and go to Oklahoma.

It's such a beautiful night.

- Wear that new dress I bought ya in Dallas,

the shiny one.

- Hump, you're gonna be bustin' at the seams with money.

Ain't that enough?

- Listen, kid.

When you got $15 bucks in your kick,

you want $50.

When you got a piece of the action,

you want the whole action.

When you got 10 states, you want 48.

Don't you see, Trink?

That's what makes a man different from an animal.

With an animal, it's one kill, one dinner.

But with a man, a real man,

there's never any such thing as enough.

Now go on, Trink.

Make yourself beautiful.

(soft instrumental music)

(cell door banging)

- Well that Hump.

There's a guy with a great sense of humor.

- Well, it's almost 10:00.

Maybe we should make our one phone call.

- Well you think that's gonna do any good?

I mean, how does a banker in Denver know who's calling?

Anybody can get on the phone and say

good morning, old buddy.

This is the deposit of Stiles and Murdock

calling from our cozy, little cell in Santa Fe.

Would you do us a big favor and send us $600 dollars

from our account, quick like a bunny?

- That's not the way it works.

Remember when we opened the account,

they sent us all those forms and I had to fill out

my mother's maiden name and place of birth

and all that jazz?

It's like a code.

This morning when we call the bank,

they'll ask us the same questions.

- Well, what happens if you're an orphan?

- Don't get arrested.

- Thanks.

- Hey there, them buffalo.

I'll take these two.

Come on.

Olly olly oxen free.

- Okay, okay, what's this all about?

- My good deed for the year.

Perhaps for the decade.

- [Officer] She has paid your bail.

- And it's not even deductible.

Bye.

(light instrumental music)

- Hey!

Hey.

What's your friend Hump doing?

Letting us out so he can set us up for a felony rap?

- Hump?

He's forgotten all about you two.

Once he's bagged his quarry,

it's dead and buried as far as he's concerned.

- Except for you?

- I think back in Elizabethan times,

they must've signed up men like you

to chop off heads.

- That's right.

I come from a long line of head hunters,

and I'm lookin' for one in particular this season.

A thick-necked slob called Hump.

Where do you suggest I start?

- In your little sports car, with your seat belt fastened,

and your hood pointed east,

and you go just as fast and as far as you can.

- Oh, we're getting very attached to Hump.

We're finding more and more in common with him.

It's a little experience we shared together,

you know what I mean?

- Yeah, everybody falls into Hump's trap.

He's got a skill for huntin'

and a real way with people.

Take me for example.

I was 18 years old when he went huntin'

at my daddy's farm.

Had a big, shiny car and a flashy ring.

It took him 30 minutes to sweet talk my daddy.

Daddy said, "Bring her up a lady, sir.

"Give her a fine education."

He kept that part of the deal.

I got a real education.

Part of that education was learning not to cross him.

You all just drive out of town.

Did you get all of that?

He's that good.

(light instrumental music)

- Gentlemen.

- Is Mr. Humphrey still in 416?

- Nah, the whole pack of 'em climbed into chartered buses

this morning at five.

Woke up half the hotel.

- Where'd they go?

- Hunting, I guess.

- Hunting? Where?

- Clawson Lodge up in the Pakers.

You boys late for the party?

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

- Good hunting.

(dramatic music)

(light instrumental music)

- Chet, I don't care how busy you are.

I told you months ago about that post.

Ah, be with you in just a minute, fellas.

And just this morning we found two more of his traps.

No, they were sprung.

And one had a deer foot in it.

Cut off clear to the flint lock.

- Well, look who's here.

The rolling stones.

Don't you know you can't gather any moss

just rolling and rolling?

- Now what about Old Man River?

He just rolls along.

Think of all the moss he gathers.

- Uh-huh.

Well, climb aboard the ark,

because we're about to have another flood

when Hump sees you two boys around.

He's out there with a gun,

just waitin' to find somethin' to kill.

- Out where?

- You know, every time he sees some living thing,

he looks for the kill point.

Between the eyes, behind the foreleg,

base of the spine.

You know, it just depends on the game.

See?

That's what happens when you've been around long enough.

The whole world's a target.

The payoff's just one more bullseye.

Oh, why do you want to be a target?

- Well, I'll tell ya.

They got this little book at the Santa Fe jail

where they write down all the names of the bad guys

that shoot off guns in posted areas.

- It's the same one they throw at you.

- Yeah, like $300 dollars fine per head for a starter.

- 90 days in jail.

- Now, the trial's Tuesday.

- We need a witness.

- Somebody to testify, somebody to throw a little

truth in the ring.

- Somebody like your friend Hump.

- [Tod] We thought he just loved to take the ride

and clear the record.

Now where is he?

(laughing)

- Ooh, you boys are down right square.

Whatever happened to all of the wonderful

square people in the world?

- Maybe Hump found their kill point.

- You go out that upper trail and he'll find yours.

- Thanks.

All we have to do is follow the gunshots and the bodies.

- Listen, listen to me.

Now what's more important?

Two more demerits in Santa Fe or stay alive?

Go after him now, you'll never leave New Mexico.

- Look, 90 days or never, what's the difference?

- You're kiddin'.

- No, we're not.

- What'll you do if you find him?

Talk him back in?

- Sooner or later, he's gonna put that gun down.

When he does, we'll get him.

(dramatic music)

(glass breaking)

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(laughing)

- What are you shootin' at?

The next mountain?

- My dang sights need adjusting.

- Who you kiddin'?

It's your eyeballs that need adjusting.

Hey, look, let's double up.

Let's make it $10 bucks a twig.

How about it?

- With my turn coming up next?

- Go ahead, Gus, show us how.

- Yeah.

- Come on, Gus.

Give us a lesson.

- All right, but how's it gonna look?

I bring you boys up here for your vacation,

take all your money.

It's a terrible way for a boss to act.

(laughing)

(gun firing)

- Well.

- Still wanna make it $10 bucks?

(gun firing)

- Hey, Hump.

(men greeting Hump)

- Gus said you might now make it.

- Aw, you boys know better than that.

I wouldn't miss a chance to do some shootin'.

Hey, I'm sorry I knocked down your targets, Gus.

Just havin' a little fun.

- Makes no difference, Hump.

We were just killing some time.

- Killin' time?

With all the game in these mountains?

Hey, you come on with me.

We'll go on up ahead.

I'll show you some real shootin'.

I got me an eight-point buck all staked out.

You boys don't mind, do ya?

- No, we're just goofin' off anyway.

- We'll go on back to the lodge.

- So long, boss.

- Unless you're too tired, Gus.

- I'll take it as far as you will.

- That a boy.

Hey!

You guys tell cook that Gus and me's gonna bring home

some venison for dinner.

- Yeah?

You wouldn't mind us having the cook put out

some beef steak just in case, would ya?

(laughing)

- Hey, you guys keep them cards warm.

We'll pick up where we left off.

I feel lucky.

- Right, see ya.

- See ya, boss.

- Great guys, great guys,

but real pigeons when it comes to seven card stud.

- Won't do ya any good, Hump,

layin' on all this charm.

That 72 hours still holds.

- I never mix business and pleasure, Gus.

Now come on.

Let's go.

(laughing)

- Look, Trinket, you're a good kid and all that jazz

and we appreciate you warning us,

but from now on, stay out of it, would ya?

Go home.

- Well, what if he kills ya?

What about my investment?

And my conscience.

(light suspenseful music)

- Now you keep your eyes open, Gus.

We gotta find us that buck.

- [Gus] Watch it!

- Oh, come on, Gus.

(laughing)

- You were that desperate, Hump?

- You know somethin', Gus?

If I did fall off here, you'd save yourself

a million dollars.

Did you ever think of that?

- I don't think the way you do.

Funny, it took me all these years to see it so clear.

- You know, I had Baker in a gunny sack.

Now what's wrong with that?

You explain that to me.

- If I gotta explain it,

you wouldn't understand it anyway.

- Look, Gus, Baker's just one more animal in this jungle,

just like me,

and just like you.

- Hump!

Hang on!

- You gonna help me, Gus?

It'll cost you a million.

- [Gus] Dig in.

We'll make it.

- Together, Gus?

Hump-Pat?

You and me?

(wind blowing)

What do you say, Gus?

Like it's always been?

- No, I meant it.

It's all over.

That's it.

- Well, that's the way you want it.

- Hump, no!

(dramatic music)

- Why, Hump?

Why?

- [Tod] Come on!

(gun firing)

- Trink, try grabbin' on.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

- Ah!

(laughing)

That's his way.

Piece by piece.

Just one little nick at a time.

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

- Hump, can you hear me?

Hump, let's make a deal.

We didn't see anything, okay?

Hump?

We changed our mind.

It's none of our business.

This is between you and Trinket.

We'll just leave the girl and cut out, okay?

Is that okay, Hump?

(dramatic music)

(trap snapping)

(screaming)

(gun firing)

- Get way from him.

Hump?

First the hooves.

Isn't that right?

(gun firing)

- Trinket!

- Then the horns, chip by chip.

- Uh, that's my girl.

Make it count, just like I always showed you.

- Beg.

I wanna hear you beg.

- Sure, hon.

Sure.

Just, just aim straight now.

Nice and clean.

Right between the eyes.

That's what I want now.

That's what you gotta do.

I got that much comin'.

That's a girl.

(groaning)

Just hold down steady

and squeeze it, squeeze it off.

Shoot, Trinket, shoot!

- Trinket, don't you see what he's tryin' to do?

He's gonna drag you down with him.

- Don't listen to him!

Use it, Trinket!

Use it!

Don't you see?

They want to put me in a cage.

- That's not so bad, huh?

Look at me.

I've managed.

(grunting)

- You always run with the best, huh, Trink?

Huh?

You ain't gonna let 'em lock me up some place, are ya?

Please, Trinket.

Please use it.

Use it, Trink, like I taught...

(light instrumental music)

(triumphant instrumental music)

(upbeat jazz music)

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