"Hey, J.T., how you doin', man?" "Everything go okay?" "Bring it here." "Let me see the money first." "Look, man, here's the money." "Now bring that stuff over here." "Shit!" "I see, I see." " Oh my, my, my..." " Yeah." "He won't be needing that no more, will he?" "He needs a new head is what he needs." "Ain't nothing but a pair o' ears right now." "Tricky bitch." "So, where we going now, Moon?" "Well, how about Mexico?" "Whoo-hoo!" "You should go and shave now, Mister Bovie." "You wanna look nice when we get there." "I don't give a good goddamn how I look when we get there." " Oh, now really?" " Yeah." "Mister Bovie, go shave." "You know first impressions count." "You're the one who oughta go shave." "You look like Adolf Hitler with that little mustache you got." "What the hell are you doing?" "I want those, I want those." "Hey!" "I'd suggest you buy some new ones." "Oh, yeah?" "Well, nobody's by God gonna see me in my underwear." "You know, these homes are closer than you might think." "Yeah, well..." "Sorry sonsabitches oughta be ashamed of yourselves, taking a poor ol' man's land like this, you know?" "Well, I hope you're pleased." "This is your doing up there, I ain't gonna look at you." "Sonsabitches." "And your mammas too." "Yeah." "Yeah, okay, yeah." "This is right." "Okay, let's do it." "Sorry, excuse me, this isn't the Bovie Ranch, is it?" "It was, now it's Rancho Vista Estates." "Rancho Vista Estates? "Ranchettes."" " Can I help you?" " Are you Mrs. Bovie?" "I'm Inez Claypeck." "Stoudt and Lout Real Estate." "Right." "You see, I'm looking for Red Bovie." "He's around here somewhere." "You see him, you tell him to get in here." "We gotta go." "Yeah." "Yeah." "You let 'em take away my cows, my horses..." "Now my land." "My land." "Every damn thing I ever cared about is gone, thanks to You." "Thank you Sir, thank you." "Yeah, so... you just gonna have to find somebody else to pick on, see?" "Had it." "I've had it with You." "Had it, understand?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Oh, shit." "He took my land, Mamma." "Every inch of it." "Yes, ma'am." "I love you, too, Mamma." "I love you, too." "All right and... one, two and three and go!" "On the other hand, I suspect you might wanna do better by me than You been doing already, okay?" "So I'll give You one more chance." "Here's the deal, Mister." "Either You're on my side from here on out or You can just go on and take my brains to scatter up there yonder on them rafters." "It's up to You, okay?" "Thy will be done." "Just... gimme a sign." "Any sign will do." "Yeah, any sign." "Yeah." "Yeah." "I can't help but be curious..." "Which way you decided." "So..." "Oh, Christ!" "What in the hell?" "Goddamn, boy, you all right?" " Yes, sir, I think so." " Get up." " Yeah." " What's going on in there?" "Nothing." "None of your damn business." "Sir, I'm..." "I'm Gally..." "Gally Bovie." " Who?" " Gally Bovie." "I'm..." "Well, sir, I'm your grandson." "Bullshit, you're my grandson!" "Yes sir, I am." "James Bovie is my father." "Jimmy Bovie's no son of mine." "He was, but he got ideas and run off from home one day when I wasn't looking." "Now what do you want?" "Well, sir, nothing really." "I was just passing through, you know?" "Thought I'd stop by and see the old homeplace and say hello since we, we never met." "Yeah." "Hello." "How you doing?" "I'm just fine, thank you." "How are you?" "It varies." "Adios." "Yeah." "You know?" "My father was right." "He said you were a disagreeable old bastard." "Well, he may have said that to you, but by God he never had the guts to say it to me." "Not to my face." "Let me tell you something, boy, your daddy's roots are in this place, same as mine, same as my daddy's before me and his granddaddy before him." "This is Bovie land, you hear me?" "Bovie land." "We had to whup the goddamn Red Indians to get this land, and then turn around and whup the goddamn Mexicans to keep it!" "You see?" "Now, this is Bovie land, by God." "Bovie land, you sonsabitches!" "Hey?" "And your daddy... he just run off." " He just run off." " Mister Bovie!" "It's time to go." "Let's go get her loaded up." " Come on!" " Yes, ma'am." "Hey, Panama, good to hear from you." "Poor Raymond." "Dead, huh?" "Moon and J.T. Yes, I know them." "Bad guys, those two cabrones desgraciados." "Si, maybe they will come this way." "Sure." "Sure, I will take a look for you." "How'd you lose your ranch?" "It was a damned conspiracy." "The bank loaned me money on cows and God told it not to rain, till I was ruined, see?" "Slow down." "Yeah, what good would it do?" "That one's yours." "I ain't gonna live in no damn tin can." "You'll make some good friends here, Mister Bovie, you'll see." "You know this is all you can afford." "I ain't going in it." "Not me." "No." "No, ma'am." "Oh, don't be timid." "Come on now, let's go." "Get your damn hands off my Cadillac." "Mister Bovie, you son of a bitch!" "Get back here!" " Jesus Christ!" "Slow down." " Don't worry." " Please, slow down." "Slow down." " I want some singin and dancin'." " Singing?" "Dancing?" "What?" " And a woman, I want a woman." " A woman?" " Are you goin' with me, boy?" "If you're goin', speak up." "Yes or no?" "I'll go with you, sure, anything." " Please, slow down." " Good." "Slow down." "Are we gonna drink all this beer?" "One of us is, I reckon." "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "So, this woman, what, she lives out here somewhere?" "What woman?" "I don't know no damn woman." "You said you wanted a woman." "Yeah, I do." "I want a woman, and some singin' and dancin'." "So where exactly are we going?" "About two hundred miles this way... down to Old Mexico." "Mexico?" "No, I can't go to Mexico." "Why not, you got tickets to the opera tonight or something?" "What are you doin' down here, anyways?" "You didn't just pop in to me to say hidy, did you?" "I thought you might need somebody to help break wild horses or something." "I didn't know you'd lost your ranch." "Goddamn!" "I didn't take you for a bronco buster." "You ride 'em, hey?" "Yeah." "Guess it's just in the blood." "Dad said you used to be a rodeo rider." " Bulls?" " Yeah." "Put hair and horns on a stick o' dynamite," "I can ride the son of a bitch." "Is that what he told you?" "No, sir." "He just said you used to ride rodeo." "He didn't talk about you very much." "Well," "I don't spend a whole lot o' my time wondering' about him neither." "But he wanted you to come down here, though, to work for me." "He wanted you to reach back to your roots, get to know the old man, is that it?" "." "Find out where you come from?" "It was more my idea than his." "Yeah, but he let you." "Your daddy even know where you are?" "No." "God damn!" "You run off from home, didn't you?" "Am I right or Am-a-rilla?" "No, I didn't run off from home." " No?" " No." "I just..." "I just dropped out of college for a while, that's all." "Good for you, by God." "How you like that, Jimmy?" "Your boy run off." "Turnabout's fair play, eh, Jimmy!" "How you like it now the shoe's on the other foot?" "How you like it, Jimmy?" "Hey!" "I said I didn't run off from home, okay?" "I didn't run off from home." "Well, you run off from college." "Same damn thing." " No, no it's not." " Well, it is to me." "Serves Jimmy right, too." "Jimmy..." "I think this is dead." "I'm gonna try to..." "I can't fix it." "Here, I'll get it." "J. T.!" "We go get us another one." "Fill it up." "Special." "Fill it up." "Special." "Y'all goin' down south to Mexico?" "No, I'm sitting here buying gasoline, alright?" "Get the windshield, alright?" " Get the windshield, alright." " Our car broke down, so I thought maybe we'd catch a ride with y'all." "No, sir." "Wind it up, old man." "We gotta go." "Wind it up." "We gotta go." "What are you, a damn parrot?" "Alright..." "Fifty-five eighty." "Fifty-five eighty?" "What are you, a damn parrot?" "Hey, I'll gladly buy the gas." "All right." "Okay." "Pay the old thief." "Pay the old thief." "So, where you guys from?" "You know, here and there." "But right now I just thought we'd head down to Mexico and see the sights." "I've seen you got some beer right there too." "Yeah, drink it up." "No need to ask." "I like that hat." "It's slick." " Thanks." " Yeah, that hat's something." "All the bull riders are wearing fancy buckets like it this season." "You ridin' bulls, huh?" "Well, a man's gotta eat, I reckon." "I don't know that I'd even have the nerve to get on one." "I does take nerve." "I admit it." "You ain't short on nerve, I'll say that for you." "Say, buddy, I don't remember saying that beer was community property." "Oh man, you got plenty." "So what's the meanest bull you ever rode?" " The meanest?" " The meanest." "Tell us about, I'd like to hear it myself." "That'd be... that'd be one by the name of, uh, Midnight." "Big black bull." "Somebody cut his tail off when he was just a baby." "He never forgot it, you know?" "Maybe it embarrassed him or something," "I don't know." "But I'll tell you this, he was a mean one." "Oh, yes sir, you put hair and horns on a stick o' dynamite, you get the idea." " Aw, for Chrissakes..." " You rode him though, huh?" "Yeah, a buckaroo like him, he rode him picking his nose with one hand and scratching his little red hiney with the other." "Say, old man, pull over." "Who you calling old man?" "I'm saying come on, man, pull over cause I gotta take a leak." "Good idea." "Wouch!" "Oh, great!" "Sonsabitches were drinking all my beer." "You see, that wasn't part of the deal." " You're too much, you know that?" " No, you're the one's too much, trying to pass yourself off for a cowboy!" "Hello, you ain't no cowboy!" "You ain't never rode no damn bull, have you?" "Now have you, by God?" "I could though, if I had the chance." "Well I think you'd have better luck selling pipe dreams and shuffling papers, like your damn daddy." "Stop talking about my father, alright?" "You may think you're ready to ride a bull, but hell, you ain't ready to ride no damn bull." "And I'll tell you another thing, you oughta throw that goddamn counterfeit hat out of the window." "'Cause ain't a cowboy alive go out in public wearin' something like that on his head." "I wouldn't be criticizing somebody's hat if all I owned in the world was this gas-guzzling junker." "Oh, that's low, that's really low." "Trying to hurt a poor old man's feelings when he's down on his luck." "Just stop criticizing my hat and we'll get along just fine," " okay?" " Okay." " Okay?" " Okay." "I will say this for your hat, though." "It damn sure goes good with them dog pecker red boots you're wearing." "Give me another one there." "Much obliged." ""Mexicali Rose, stop crying." "I'll come back to you some sunny day." "Dry those big brown eyes and smile on." "Mexicali Rose," "I love you." "Mexicali Rose, goodbye." "Whores and music, ain't it?" "...some day." "Mexicali Rose, I love you." "Mexicali Rose, goodbye."" "Yeah, Mexicali Rose." "OK, here you go." "Wash it like it was your own..." "but remember it ain't." "Day of the Dead." "It's when everybody goes down to the graveyard to have supper with their dead kinfolks." "Yeah." "The same." "It's all the same." "Nothing changed." "Buenos dias." "Nice to see you." "Yeah." "Nice day." "Good to see you." "Look at this." "Careful there, amigo." "Marriage ain't a word, it's a sentence." "Speak English." "I can't understand that gibberish." "Gimme a dollar, watch me cut myself." "Jesus Cr..." "Alright, no, take..." "Here's a five." "Go cut your damn throat." "Man, that was cold." "Why'd you tell him to go cut his own throat?" "I gave the poor bastard five bucks." "How much did you give him?" "Hey, buddy, you all right?" "Hey, you know that..." "I gave your daddy a little pony when he was a little boy." "He rode that sucker all over the place." "Yeah, he did." "You all right?" "Red?" "That girl..." "What girl?" "She reminded me of somebody" "I saw from a long time ago." "Yeah?" "First time I come down here to old Mexico I was just a rough young cowboy looking to buy some cheap cattle... and this girl come walking down the street, long black hair reaching way down her back." "Goddamn, she was pretty." "And built good, you know?" "Everything just right." "I said, "Gal, you come on with me." "Let's go, whatta you say?"" "And she did, just like that." "Never asked a question." "She laughed, grabbed my hand and off we went." "She was wild, all right." "Wild as the day God made Mother Africa." "Found yourself a hottie, huh?" "I married her." "It's your grandmother I'm talking about, boy." "Come on." "Come on, man, let's go." " Hey, Red." " What?" " What about this place?" " What about...?" "What about it?" "You know." "Singing and dancing." "Women." "Wasn't that what you wanted to see?" "See, boy, what do you do?" "Come in on a load of watermelons?" "I don't wanna see it, hell, I wanna do it!" "Come on." "Let's go!" "Out of the way!" "Asshole." "They ain't gonna be here." "You don't think?" "Wake up there, "Peedro"." "You want some business?" " Yes, of course." " We're looking for a good time." "Girls, huh?" "I know where all the pretty girls are." "Come on, I take you there." "Come on!" " Get in!" " What?" " He knows a place!" " He knows what place?" "Come on, come on, cowboy, let's go!" "That's him." "There." "That's him." "Come on, boy." "Hey!" "C'mon." "I ain't got no..." "Papers." " I got ID." " Let me see." "This is it, huh?" "This is it, man." "Nothing in here but pretty girls." "This is a house of prostitution." "Yeah, it's a whorehouse." "What the hell did you think it was gonna be?" "Is that...?" "My bad." "Are you looking for a good time?" " We're looking for a couple of guys." " Me, too." "Dous, tres, quatro." "I'll show you guys a good time." "So what you think?" "These are pretty girls, no?" "Hidy there, ladies." "My, don't you look splendid this evening." "Take your pick." "There are all willing, you know." "Are you sure you want to do this?" "You're drunk." "Drunk?" "Not me." "Hell, I could drink a gallon of this sheep-dip." "Come on, baby, make your pick, 'cause my feet hurt." "Now... hold on." "Which one of you little darlings wants to dance?" "Now, I may be a little rusty, but..." ""eenie, meenie, run around, eenie, meenie,"" "I'm gonna find somebody in this town." "You first." "Come on." " What the hell..." " Let's go." "Come on, come on." "Come on, Gally, let's boogie-woogie!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "C'mon." "Go boogie woogie, man." "Get one of these pretty girls for yourself." "I'm okay." " You lean on me, darling." " Of course." "I'll sit here." "Alright?" " It's okay." " I'm sure having' fun ain't I?" "Yeah, alright." "Come on, I think you've had your fun, let's go." "Yeah." "How much?" "Cuantos for a dance?" "Muchos." "Red!" "Come on, let's go." "Come on, that's enough." "That's it, that's it." "No good son of a bitch." "Oh, man, that's him." "That's him." "Cholo..." "Where is Panama's money, J.T.?" "We ain't got it, Cholo." "That old man and the kid, they got it." "Don't shoot me." "Honest to God." "James, man." "James." "James." "Guess you don't feel so hot now." "I'm just fine, I feel just fine." "Thank you for your sincere concern." "Some water?" "Yeah..." "Yeah..." "Yeah..." " Gally..." " Yeah?" "I wouldn't want your daddy to hear about this." "No, he won't." "You don't have to worry about that." "Red, whatever happened to her?" " Who you talking about?" " My grandmother." " Oh, her." " Yeah, you know, your wife." "Yeah..." "I was sitting at the breakfast table one morning waiting for my biscuits..." "Then I heard the screen door slam." " And?" " And nothing." "She was gone." "Your daddy was about two years old then, and Goddamn just into everything." "Lotta trouble, your daddy." "Always was..." "Yeah." "Yeah..." "Never saw her again." "Did you love her?" "Love her?" "Hell..." "She was just something I picked up on the street down here in Old Mexico one time." "Yeah..." "Well, ready to go on back to Texas now?" "Yeah." "Let's get a bite to eat first, alright?" "Your treat." ""No one..." "No one understands my suffering." "I sing..." " because I can no longer weep."" " Hey, what is this shit?" "Cut the screeching, babe." "Let's see those cantaloupes!" "Take it off, baby!" "Let's see the melones!" "Hey you, I'm trying to sing you a nice song here." "I'll show you my chee-chees when I'm ready to show you my chee-chees." "Now shut the fuck up, okay?" "Well, if you're gonna sing, we don't wanna hear that shit." "Why don't you sing "The Eyes of Texas" or somethin'?" "Yeah! "The Eyes of Texas"!" "I don't know "The Eyes of Texas"." "You don't know "The Eyes of Texas"?" "No, I don't know that fucking song." " You don't?" " Not a fucking word of it." "Fucking gringo." "Well, then show us your tits, then." "Fucking gringos, huh?" "You okay?" "Patty..." "Listen to me a minute." "This life don't lead nowhere for you." "Go home." "You know I can't go home." "You know that." "Sure you can." "Go home." "You gone deaf?" "You got something stuck in your ears, you can't hear nothing?" "How many times I got to tell you?" "I can't go home, I can't do that." "They think I'm a star." "They think I live in a two-story house..." "Got a big fucking refrigerator in it." "They think movie stars and famous people come to hear me sing every night, and bring me diamond rings and fur coats and shit like that." "Throw roses at me." "What the hell?" "Tell them you lied in all the letters." " I'll buy you a bus ticket myself." " Oh, no." " Go home, Patty." "Ernesto, not on an old fucking bus." "Not me!" "Not like that." "You weren't that hungry after all, huh?" "Oh, no, no, no." "Supposed to eat slow." "More healthy, alright?" "Am I keeping you from something?" "Here, gimme that thing." "See?" "Hey, that's my watch!" "Well, it's my time, by God, what there is left of it, anyways." "And I don't need you counting off the goddamn seconds for me, neither, you understand?" " All right." " You got it?" "All right, all right, I'm sorry." "Eat your dinner." "I've got time." "Yeah, you got all the time in the world." "You don't do a damn thing with it, though." "You don't sing, you don't dance..." "Goddamn, I take you out to a fancy whorehouse you don't even wanna get your horn honked." " My "horn honked"?" " Yeah, yeah." "Right." "I'll have you know, I get my horn honked all the time back in New York." "Oh, yeah?" "Who by?" "Old five-fingered Nellie there?" "Just... finish your dinner and let's go, ok?" "You got your head so far up your ass you ain't never gonna smell the roses." "Now, you listen to me boy;" "There's lots more exciting things in this old life than just sitting around sucking in air and pulling on your peter, but you gotta cut loose and go for it." "I mean, go for it every goddamn chance you get." "'Cause the chances run out." "Believe me, Gally, I know." "I do, I know." "Yeah, I do." "I know." "Godamighty!" "Lookee yonder." "Hey, gal, how you doing?" " You got a table for me, please?" " My God, but you're pretty." "I mean it." "Goddamn, you're the prettiest little thing I ever saw." "Okay, I heard you, thank you." "Now, can you sit down and leave me alone, fucking gringo?" "What's your name, anyways?" "It's..." "Patty Wafers." "Patty Wafers?" "Goddamn, you sound like a sugar cookie." " Nice." " Why don't you come with me?" "Let's go." "What do you say?" "Are you drunk?" "No, I'm not drunk." "No, ma'am." "Hey, buddy!" "Why don't you just sit down and shut up?" " Just come on with me, let's go." " Red," " come on, sit down." " You sit down." "Sit down, now." "Leave this to me, all right?" "Where you going anyway?" "Hell does it matter?" "Let's just go, come on." "Whatta you say?" "For Christsake, sit down and shut up." "You ain't going nowhere, old man!" "What'd you say, buddy?" "I said sit down and shut up." "You ain't going nowhere, you old fool." "Hey, Red, come on..." "Hold on, hold on." "I ain't done yet." "I got a few places to go." "You bet, grandpa." " Oh, God." " You saying I'm done?" "Who the hell are you to say that I'm done?" "Who the hell are you to say I'm done?" "Alright, Goddamnit, I ain't done yet!" "I ain't done!" "Here, drinks are on me, so hurry up." "Drink up, goddamn you!" "When you get through drinking, come on up and you can kiss my ass, all right?" "Come on, Patty Wafers!" "Sugar cook..." "You get your hands off..." "You sons of bitches, get off of me!" "Kiss my ass on a Sunday morning, goddamn you!" "Yee-haw!" "Yeah..." "Patty Wafers." "I have never, not in my whole fucking life, seen nothing like you." " I know it." "I know it." " What's your name, anyway?" "Red Bovie, from Texas." ""Red Bovie"?" " You sound like a cow." " No," " I'm a bull." " Yeah." "I agree, you are." "Are you okay?" "This buckaroo?" "Took you long enough to jump in the fray though, didn't it, "buckaroo"?" "Here, come on." "Get up." "Yeah." "This here's Gally." "Don't worry, he don't get in the way much." " Hello, Gally." " Yeah." "Hello, Patty Wafers." "Enough a' this yacking." "Let's go get us a beer, whatta you say?" " Come on!" "Gally's treat." " Okay." "Leave the hat." "Come on, let's go!" "Viva Mexico!" "I want to see you dancing, both of you." "I'll get some beers here in the car." "Some beer!" "All right, some beer here." "What the...?" "That Red, he's really some..." "fucking something else, huh?" "Oh, he's alright." "I try to take him out of the nursing home every chance I get." "I try to keep the old guy cheered up." "Nursing home?" "Really?" "He doesn't seem that old to me." "Yeah, I know." "It's hard to believe he's almost... ninety." "Ninety." "You're shitting me!" " Ninety..." " Listen, Patty," "I really enjoyed dancing with you before." "I enjoyed dancing with you too, Gally." "Thank you." " It was fun." " Yeah." "It's been... well, a long time since I danced just for the fun of it, you know?" "So... when are you going back to Mexico City?" "Mexico City?" "I saw your sign." "You know, "Exclusive engagement." "Direct from Mexico City."" "Oh, I just made that shit up." "I've never even been to Mexico City." "I thought it would make me sound like a star... but this is as far as I ever got." "What happened?" "Men." "They got better eyes than they got ears." "They would rather see these tits than hear me sing." " You too, huh?" " I'm sorry, I wasn't..." "It's okay." "I don't care, I'm used to it." "Everybody has seen these chee-chees." "Yeah!" "I take my clothes off, they let me sing a little..." "This is how show business works here." "You must really like to sing." "More than anything in the whole fucking world." "Yeah." "You know what my mama told me when I left home?" "She said, whatever I was looking for was somewhere out there in the world looking for me, too." "Fifty thousand." "Fifty-five..." "Oh, Jesus Christ on a stick horse!" "Sixty-five." "Sixty..." "Seventy-five, eighty..." "It is about time, Mister." "It is!" "Yeah." "Eighty-five..." "Ninety-five..." "You might as well be singing to a rock." "That boy don't speak Mexican." "Bombs away." "Gracias, amigos." "Okay, let's go." " Come on now." " Where're we going?" "More singing and more dancing." "Let's go." "Come on!" "What are we going to do with all this stupid shit?" "I hope you like it, it's my treat." "I thought you were broke." "Where're you getting all this money?" "Don't worry about it." "I always keep a little spare change in my boot." " Spare change?" " Yeah." "Okay, quiet!" "Everybody, quiet." "Let's let these little birds sing us a song, okay?" "Songbirds, alright?" "Everybody be quiet." "Come on." "Give them a little shake there, muchachos." "Yeah, more." "Yeah, sing it up, birds." "Sing for Patty Wafers." "Come on now." "Sabe English?" "Come on, sing." " It's okay." " Yeah, tell you what, alright, listen to me now." "Just one of these birds sings, just one, alright," "I'll set the whole damn bunch free." "That's a promise, okay?" "Now sing, Goddamn you!" "Sing!" "They ain't singing, though..." "Alright..." "That stove hot, Pedro?" " Si, senor." "Is very hot." " Good." "Good, alright." "Now, here's a hundred." "If these damn birds won't sing, cook the little bastards." "C'mon, you're not gonna..." " I will cook them." " Don't do that." "Don't do that." "Come here!" "Tell him not to cook the poor little birds." "I think I hear something." "Did you hear something?" " I heard the bird singing." " You sure it was a bird singing?" "Yes, I'm sure." "The fucking bird was singing." "It was singing." " Alright." " Tell him!" "Then my word as my bond." "Set 'em free." "Adios, chicos." "You wouldn't really have cooked them poor little birds, would you, Red?" "Yeah, I would if they hadn't started singing..." "I mean, you know..." "How'd that old bird do it?" "Something like like this?" "It was you." "You tricked us!" "Bad boy!" " Crank up the band!" "Crank up the band, come on!" " Bad boy!" "Toot that horn!" " Bad boy!" " Come on, join in!" "Toot!" "Come on, join the parade, don't let the world pass you by!" "Come on, join in, come on!" "Let's go, come on!" " The police." " What's this?" " That's those guys..." " Yeah." "Get rid of that shit." " Get rid of that shit, come on!" " Alright." "Let's go." "Move it, come on!" "Ok, one of you is gonna tell me what the fuck is going on here." " I want to know." " Nothing, nothing, nothing." "Yeah." "We gave those dead fellas a ride, that's all." "No, no, no." "What else, Red?" "There's something you're not telling us." "What else?" "And they left a few bucks in the car." "Ain't nothing to dwell on." " A few bucks." " Whatta you mean, a few bucks?" "A few bucks." "See, see?" "See?" "What the fuck is this?" "Told you, I keep some spare change in my boots." " You call this a few bucks?" " Yeah." " You can't be serious." " Alright, okay..." "It's..." "like five thousand dollars!" "There's more in the car." "I'll be right back." "Yeah..." "Yeah..." "Okay..." "Yeah..." "Hold on now." "You hold this." "Hold this." "Okay." "There's about, give or take," "I'd say 150,000 dollars." "150,000 dollars!" "Yeah." "I guess this is just my lucky day, ain't it?" "You've gotta give it back!" "What, give it back to two dead guys?" "What are you talking about?" "I'm gonna buy my freedom with this, okay?" "Can't nobody coop me up in some damn ol' tin can, as long as I'm packing this kinda dough." " Uh-oh." " What's wrong?" "I think somebody's looking for us." "I know this guy." "His name is Cholo, and he's muy malo, very bad." "I ain't scared o' some little beaner who wears sunglasses in the middle of the night." "You should be scared of this one." "He shoots people." "Christ, Red, what've you gotten us into?" "I'll tell you what, I'm gonna walk back across the bridge to Texas" " like nothing's going on." " All right." "Good idea." " Good idea." "Let's go." "Alright?" " Okay, let's go." "Alright." "No, no, no, no, no, wait, wait, wait!" "This ain't no good." "Two gringos are dead." "The Federales are gonna have the bridge blocked off, be searching everybody." "Where are you gonna tell them you got all the fucking money?" "Yeah, I hadn't thought about that." "All right, just leave the money." "Let's go." " Leave the money, why?" " Just throw it away and let's get out!" "Throw it away?" "Listen, God gave me this money to buy my freedom." "Now whatta you think He'd say if I was to walk off and leave it?" "He'd say, "There goes one smart old man."" "No He wouldn't." "He'd say, "Adios, you stupid butthole, that was your last chance..."" "And don't call me "old man", you little pissant!" "Wait, wait." "I know a guy." "His name is Big Roscoe Hammil, and he's a coyote." "He can sneak you back across the river to Texas." " Yes, yes." " So come with me." "Kick this mule, amigo." "Hi, Big." "Nice to see you." "How you been doing?" "Sorry to interrupt your supper, but we got a little business." "My friends had a little car trouble tonight and... well, some other things have not gone too good either, and they wanna see about getting back across the river." "What river's that?" " The River Nile, you ignorant son of a bitch." " Red, okay..." "Big, please listen." "They got money." "They can pay." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "And they understand you're a businessman and they expect to pay for your services." "Don't you, Red?" "Well!" "Depending on how much, of course, 'cause we ain't exactly the Rock-e-fellers." "Sit down." "We'll talk business." "Okay." "Ever thought about joining a circus?" "You could be the..." " hippopotamus." " Shut up, alright?" " He's joking." " He's been drinking." " Okay." " Yeah." "Put something on the table here." "Alright." "Think of all the tamales that'll buy." "We got us a deal?" "Shit," "I wouldn't walk you to the front door for that." " Tell your cheap friend to go away." " He's teasing." "He's just teasing." "Show him you're just teasing, Red." "Come on, Red, show him." "For Chrissakes, just show him!" "That's as far as we go, pal." "Take it or leave it." "Bueno..." "Okay." "I'll float you over on my boat." "Go wait in the truck." "Yes, let's go." " Thank you." " Whatever you say, fat man." "Come on." "Thank you." "Thank you so much." " Just here." "Yeah." " Is this the boat?" "Here." "Let me help you." "Alright?" " Thanks." " Yeah." " We're going to get across in this?" " Yeah." "Yeah." "You know what, Patty?" "I think you're really gonna like Texas." "You're gonna take me back to Texas with you?" "Why hell yes I'm taking you back to Texas with me." "You think I was just gonna run off and leave you down here in Old Mexico, did you?" " Yeah." " Yeah." "We get back to Texas, I'm really gonna show you a good time." "Yeah." " I'm having a good time now." " Good." "Would be hard to top this." "What're you talking about?" "You wouldn't know a good time if one was hanging on to your little peter with both hands." "Come here, bad boys." "Better to be an old man's darling than a young man's slave." "You ever heard that?" "Yeah, and you know what else they say?" "The older they get, the better they were when they were young." "That's low, Gally." "That's really low." " Well, you started it." " Oh, shut up, both of you." "Better check on it." "Let's see..." "Stop right there!" "Beg your pardon, madam, you talking to us?" "Drop the money." "I don't want to kill you, but I will." "What money you talking about?" " Hey, hey!" " Fucking Christ!" "Hey buster, I'm about to come over and kick your ass!" "Jesus Christ, just give him the money!" "Over my dead body." "I am aiming at the girl now." "Alright." "You happy now?" "Go away from here, now!" " Let's go, let's go." " Alright." "It's that damn beaner with the sunglasses." "Red, I'm sorry." " Not your fault." " That damn taxi driver must've told him where we were." "Easy come, easy go, right?" "Bullshit to that." "What?" " Okay..." " Red, we can drive right back across the bridge to Texas now." "We've got nothing to hide." "Not this cowboy." "Yeah, yeah..." "What the...?" "What are you doing?" " Put that stupid thing away!" " No, no." "I'm gonna get my money back." "Give this bastard a whiff of Ol' Smokey here to do it." " Okay, alright, Red, just stop it now." " Get away from me, boy!" " God damn you, get away from me." " Red, this is insane!" " Stay away from me, boy!" " This is insane!" "Give me that pistol!" " Get out of there!" " Stop." " You know what?" "No." "Let him go." " I'll knock you down." " He's fucking crazy." "He's crazy." " I'll knock you down." " You're totally fucking crazy wacko nuts!" " I ain't!" "I ain't!" "I ain't." " You're fucking crazy." " I'm old." "I'm broke and I'm alone." "And I'm more scared a'dying with somebody spoon-feeding me oatmeal than anything else in the world." "And neither one of you know a damn thing about that, now would you?" "Now would you now, by God." "Yeah." "You know you're going to get yourself killed." " Yeah..." " I know that fucking much." " Yeah, well." " Stop that!" "I ain't asking you to stay and watch." "You neither." "Say, here, take my Cadillac." "Take my Cadillac and go on home to your New York daddy." "You and that damn counterfeit hat." "All right?" "I can't do that." "Sure you can." "The only thing is, don't tell him you been with me, 'cause I wouldn't wanna taint your fine reputation, understand?" "Okay, did I get everything?" "Yeah." "Adios." "He's dead." "He what?" "He died." "Week before last." "No, don't tell me that." "He lost his money." "He had a heart attack on the commuter and... and he died." "Heart attack on the commuter?" "Just a minute." "Jimmy's gone." "I don't believe it." "Every damn day, he'd stand by the window, waitin' for his mamma to come home, both of us." "She never came." "That boy never had a mamma." "Never had a mamma." "Little Jimmy..." "You shoulda told me, boy." "I should've to...?" "Why?" "Huh?" "All you've done is fucking curse him since I got here!" "I told you, he left." "Little peckerwood" " ran out on me." " No, he didn't run out on you!" "No, you drove him out!" "You fucking drove him out." "What, because he didn't like cows or horses?" "He didn't like cows and horses, he didn't like rain, didn't like green grass, didn't like sunshine, blue sky..." "He didn't like a goddamn thing in this world worth liking!" " Well, he liked you, Red!" " Yeah?" "Bullshit!" "He couldn't live with you, but..." "God, do you even know?" "You're all he ever talked about!" "Oh." "Yeah?" "He loved you, Red." "Yeah." "Yeah, well..." "I never needed him or his damn mamma or ya'll or nobody." "'Cause I got me, by God!" "See?" " I got myself!" " Yeah, yeah..." "You've got you, Red." "And that's all you've got!" "God, just go on, go on man, get yourself killed." "God, who cares, huh?" "Huh?" "Who fucking cares!" "Fucking..." " What's the matter with you?" " What?" " What is the matter with you?" " What's the matter with me?" " To say ugly things to him?" " Are you serious?" "He's just a..." "He's a pompous, self-centered old fucking son of a bitch!" "Are you fucking blind?" "Don't you hear nothing?" "Don't you think he knows he made some mistakes?" "He knows he made some mistakes, he's just trying to hide a broken heart behind all that shit." "He doesn't have a heart." "No, you are the one who have no heart." "You meant to hurt him." "You know that." "What, are you in love with him or something?" "I don't know." "Maybe." "Well, I guess even Red'd be a step up for you." "Who do you think you are, to talk to me like that?" "You know something?" "I am like Red." "I got nothing and nobody and nowhere to go, but when I'm singing I'm not here in all this shit no more." "I am dreaming that I am somebody else, and I am dreaming I'm somewhere else." "And Red, he's the first person that made me happy that I'm just me." "Yes, just me for myself." "And I thought you was different, too, Gally but you're just another fucking gringo looking down on me like all them others." "Oh, I'm..." "Oh, hey, mi amigo!" "Mi amigo, my ass." "Now take me to this Cholo fella." "Who?" "I don't know who you're talking about." "This ain't my finger, Pedro." "Oh, that Cholo." "Okay." "Okay, okay." "Wait." "Hey." "I am very sorry about your son." "Yeah, well..." "I don't remember him much, anyways." "Been more'n forty years since I last seen him." "Yeah." "But you loved him so much, didn't you?" "Yeah, well..." "I always thought I'd see him again." "Somewhere down the road." "Yeah." "Imagine, died on a commuter train." "Probably fell over dead reading the goddamn Wall Street Journal." "Yeah." "We had our differences, but I wouldn't wish that on nobody." "Truly I wouldn't." " I know that." " Tell you what else hurts." "That damn boy was right." "I did run Jimmy off." "And now I done run Gally off, too." "Yeah." "Hey, Panama." "Good to see you." "I didn't know you were coming." "You have any luck?" "They never come this way." "Maybe they crossed at Piedras Negras or somewhere." "Or maybe they never even come to Mexico." "This man I know, he told me Moon and J.T. are over in the jail." "Oh, good, you found them yourself." "They are dead." "He said it looks like your work." "You have the money, don't you?" "Yes." "Yes, I have the money." "I just packing my clothes so I could bring it to you in Texas." "Here..." "What room's he in?" " What room?" "!" " He's upstairs." "That one there." "Get out of here, go on, get!" " Now, you stay down here." " No, no, no, I want to go to." "I can't be up there and worried about you too, sugar cookie." "It's enough you come this far, alright?" "Now you just stay here." "And remember, you're my Mexicali Rose." "I'll be back." "Here, let me help you." "An old man like you should die in bed." "Hands up, "Pedro"!" "I come for my money!" "Alright?" "Okay?" " Where's Red?" " He went in there to get his money." " Who's that?" " I don't know." "But he got Red's fucking money." "Yeah." "Here we go." "Yeah." "Jesus, Red, you actually shot him." "Never got the chance." "Yeah." "That other guy shot you?" "We saw him." "He took the money, too, didn't he?" "Yeah, wasn't really your money neither, was it?" "I was going to take it, though." " Yeah, I had the same idea." " Red," "I got a good look at that guy." "Maybe we can still get your money back." "You know, I can't leave this poor ol' fella here like this," " I can't do it, yeah." " He might've killed you." "He could've killed all three of us any time he wanted to, but he didn't." "Just trying to make a living, same as anybody." "I ain't gonna criticize him for it." "Red, we have to take him to see a doctor." " No." " Yes, we have to." "No." "They just give me to the police." "I don't want to die locked up." "I understand that." "Don't worry, amigo." "I ain't gonna let nobody stick you in some damn tin can." "No sir, don't you worry about that." "Yeah." "Gracias." "Yeah." "I'm Red." "Tyrus Red Bovie." "From Texas." "See?" "Cholo Fuentes." " From many places." " Yeah." "Good to meet you." " Yeah." " Here, Red." "Oh, thank you." "Okay." " We'll help you as much as we can..." " Yeah." "Cholo Fuentes." "Just get along as best as you can." "It's right." "Gally?" "Gally!" "That son of a bitch." "Gally!" "Easy, easy..." "Ease that up." " Easy." " Okay." "Easy." "Easy." "Yeah." "Yeah." " Here is okay." " Yeah, okay." "Well, enjoy it while you can, alright?" " Yeah." " Red." " Don't say that." " Yeah, it's okay." "That damn boy, sneaking off like that." "I wonder... where the hell he went." "He went after that guy who took the money." "That's where he went." "Silly little bastard, he had my pistol, right?" "You wouldn't think he had a lick of sense, would you?" "Yeah, he's just like you." "You're both fucking locos." " Oh, yeah?" " Yes, you are." "Crazy." "Well, I'm sorry I got you into this... you and Gally both." "Yeah." "I'm glad I'm here, with you." "Were you really going to take me back to Texas with you, or you were just shitting me?" "Hell yeah, I was gonna take you back to Texas with me. 'Course." "Now I ain't got a pot to piss in nor a winder to throw it out of." "That's okay." "Come home with me then." " Home with you?" " Yeah." "Not here, home." "That's where I'm going." "Back to my town." "Back to my family." "Thanks, but I ain't much on charity." "I'm not offering you charity, you stupid fucking gringo," "I'm offering you a home and a family... and me." "Careful there, gal." "Don't bite off more than you can chew, 'cause..." "I ain't no spring chicken." "Mexicans are not afraid of having old people around, if that's what you mean." "Yeah." "I don't know about moving in with a bunch o' Mexicans, but I gotta go find Gally." "I can't think about anything else until I do, all right?" "And until then..." " Go." " Okay." "Yeah." "Okay." "I'm gonna find that boy." "I'll be back." "Cerveza, senor?" "Hidy." "Yeah, that's right." "I'm talking to you." "I don't know you, kid." "No." "No, you don't know me." "What you've got to worry about... is that I know you." "You think you know me, huh?" "You shot a man tonight." "Hmm?" "Fella named Cholo?" "Then you stole that sack of money there." "Am I right... or Am-I-rilla?" "So..." "Now you've gotta answer to me." "So... now I gotta answer to you, eh, pendejo?" "Okay, what do you want?" "I want the money." "Oh, you just want the money, that's all?" "Yes, sir." "For my grandfather." "Your grandfather?" "He needs it." "Yeah, I understand." "Everybody needs money." "Here's the money." "All the money." " Good." " How are you going to get it?" "You think...?" "You think I'm just gonna give this money to you?" "Hey..." "Hey." "You know what, you smartass prick?" "I can get it." "That's how easy you are, you stupid little gringo fuck." "Yeah, you better run." "Yeah, that's right." "It's me again." "Oh, God!" "Gally." "Hey." "Hey!" " What in the hell are you doing?" " I found him, Red." " He's still got your money." " Forget about the money." "Forget about the..." "Forget about it, I don't want the money, throw it away." "Just hold still." " Red." " What?" "I'm gonna get your money back." "I just told you, forget about the damn money, alright?" "And I told you I'm gonna get your money back." "And I am." "What in the goddamn hell's wrong with you?" "Why're you doing this?" "Because this is exactly what my father would want me to do." "Gally." "Sure fucked up my Cadillac, didn't you?" "Oh, Lord." "Eh, amigo..." "Easy, easy..." "God." "Parted your hair with that one, didn't he?" "Where is he?" "He went down there." "Down there!" " He's in there somewhere." " Waiting for us." "Ain't no "us" to it, Gally." "Alright, I'm going with you." "No you ain't, no." "Goddammit, don't argue with me alright?" "Just don't." "You're all I got left in the world now." "Just wait here, okay?" "How are you doing?" "Good to see you." "Lord." "Let's go." "Let's go." " Alright." " Yeah." "My thoughts exactly." "Yeah." "Thank you, Sir." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Fuck, you guys!" "I was about to go crazy." "Gally, are you okay?" "Yeah." "Wasn't no hill for a couple o' high-steppers." "Am I right or Am-I-rilla?" "How is the old boy?" "How you doin', amigo?" "Where am I?" "I like it here." "Yeah, we been through all that." "Now listen, we caught that bastard that killed you." "Here he is." "Out cold as goddamn carp." "How do you like that?" "Yeah." "Look at that." "No hard feelings, eh?" "Well, there he went." " He was a nice man." " Yeah, he was." " He really was." " I kinda liked the old thief, myself." "Todos, vamos." "A un lado." "Todos, vamos, a un lado." "A un lado, por favor." "Marquen el paso." "Que esta pasando aqui?" "Que pasa?" "Hey, hey, quieto, quieto!" "No se mueva!" "No se mueva!" "De pie!" "De pie!" "Quieto." "No se mueva!" "No se mueva!" "Come on up here, darling." "Come on, time to go." "Well..." "We still gotta find a way to get you across with your money." "I ain't going back to Texas, Gally." "You're not?" "Not if that invitation's, you know, still open." "Yeah." "Yeah." "I guess we'll just scoot on down to that little Mexican town where she come from." "Maybe buy us a little ol' ranch around there somewheres." "You know, run a few cows and horses, things like that, you know?" "Yeah." "Much money we got, be living like the King and Queen of Siam." "I'm glad for you." "Oh, really, I'm glad for both of you." " Yeah..." " Come with us." "Yeah, hell, come on." "It's still a wild and woolly country down here." "You just might like it." "Yeah." "No." "I have to..." "I think I've had all the wild and woolly" "I can take for a while." "Yeah, well, do what you have to do I reckon and... all right." "So let's go, gal." "Time's a'wasting." "Yeah." "But you have to come to visit us, right?" "Of course." "Let's go, Toots." "We're burning daylight." "Okay, one second." "So, Santuario, okay?" "It's on the map." "Hey, hey, hey." "I'm fucking saying goodbye here!" "Don't lose it." "I won't." "Thanks." "Come here." "This is for you wanting me to sing for you." "Thanks." "Look, I'm just..." "This is for..." "This is just for you being you." "Wow!" " I'm sorry, I'm just..." " It's okay." "I'll see you soon!" " Yeah." " Really soon!" " Get in here, you two-timer." " Claro." " Let's go home." " Yes." "Yes." "It's..." "Hey." "Look at that damn hat, would you?" "You know, you can... tell a lot about a man just by the hat he's wearing, read his whole history in it, as a matter of fact, every damn thing he's been through," "everything he's made of, by God, it's all written in his hat, chapter and verse." "Right?" "Yeah, and I'll tell you something else." "I found me a grandson." "Yeah." "So long, cowboy." "So long, Red." "You bet." "Patty Wafers, come on darling, let's do it!" "Sugar cookie!" "Whoo!" "Sugar cookie!" "Mexicali Rose, stop crying," "I'll come back to you some sunny day." "Dry those big brown eyes and smile." "Mexicali Rose, I love you." "Mexicali Rose, goodbye."