"Are you Leonard?" "Maybe." "Depends on who's asking." "Same Bill Hobbs used to ride with Moody McGraw and the West Mountain Boys?" "Maybe." "Depends on who's asking." "Leonard couldn't make it." "He sent me to pass on a message." "And what's the message?" "Wait." "What are you doing?" "I'm digging your grave." "Please." "Whatever I did... whatever I done," "I'm sorry." "I know you reckon I deserve this, and hell, maybe I do." "I don't know, but don't bury me alive." "I never done nothing to deserve that." "Don't worry, Hobbs." "I only bury the dead." "What is this, some kind of joke?" "Hell of a joke." "Do you think we ought to dig it up and make sure?" "You really want to?" "Who'd kill him?" "Hell, who'd do this?" "No idea." "So what do we do now?" "Call the whole thing off?" "No, we're not going to call it off." "We'll just need to get some more men, that's all." "And what are we going to do about this?" "They could be watching us right now." "Yeah, they could be." "And what happens when they try to kill us next?" "We kill them first." "All right." "But I think we need a new meeting spot." "Let's get going." "So long, Bill." "Wake up, Gage." "Give me a few more minutes." "Get out of here." "Don't make me get my poking stick." "You Lionel Gage?" "Yeah?" "Who are you?" "You'll make a lot more by coming with me than by turning me in." "I'm in." "You the Dutchman?" "German, actually." "Hermann Wenkel, Philadelphia." "And you are...?" "Not carrying any of this stuff." "You bring a pack mule?" "Come on, let's see if someone in town's dumb enough to sell you a horse." "Get inside." "Now." "Since when are you a lawman?" "Since Hoss told me to sign up." "What's he up to now?" "This time it's big." "Need you to make it work." "Forget it." "I don't need the trouble." "Nobody needs the trouble... but we all need the money." "Chow's up!" "All right, you rascals!" "This is the law, and we've got you surrounded!" "Throw down and give up!" "Don't shoot!" "We surrender." "Are you really a deputy?" "Yep." "Bona-fide Deputy Sheriff of Carbon County, as of last week." "No kidding?" "Turns out the sheriff was more desperate for men than we thought." "All I had to do was put on my shitting face." "You bring Vargas?" "Yeah." "I ain't staying." "Why not?" "I didn't know he was part of this." "What the hell's he doing here?" "Cooking your breakfast." "I'd sooner eat horse shit." "Good." "We saved you some." "Boys, take it easy." "We need both of you for this to work." "Well, then I guess this ain't going to work." "Vargas, wait." "Don't worry about this." "We'll be right back." "Hold up!" "You can't talk me into working with that scum, Hoss, so don't bother." "I need you on this job, Joe." "I don't know if we can pull it off without you." "Well, then you go back there and tell him to get packing." "Look, the reason this is going to work is because everyone in town knows what he did to Mireya." "They know you want revenge." "Yeah?" "So?" "What's that got to do with the job?" "Come back to camp and hear me out." "That's all I ask." "You and I've known each other a long time." "You know I wouldn't be asking this of you without a reason." "Yeah?" "What reason?" "This ain't another two-bit steer rustle." "This time it's cash, a big pile of it for each of us, more than enough for you to take Mireya and go anywhere you want to." "Find her a husband, set them up with a new house and everything." "No." "Anything that big, the law's bound to hunt us down, catch us up sooner or later." "No, they won't." "That's the beauty of it." "If we can pull this off the way I planned it, you won't have to worry about the law at all." "But we need Gage to pull it off." "What makes you think we can trust him?" "I don't." "But all he cares about is the money." "He'll do anything for this kind of haul." "That's what you should be afraid of, Hoss." "I won't forget it." "Oh, hey, Hoss, you'll never guess what I got." "Now that you all know what my hide's worth, anybody want to take me in?" "If I needed cash that bad, I'd pawn your horse." "Probably worth more anyway." "All right, let's get down to business." "Now, you all know why we're here, but I haven't told anyone the whole plan yet." "Some of you have ridden with me before." "The rest of you know me by reputation." "Thank you all for coming." "Now, in case any of you think this is going to be another cattle run," "I'd like to introduce you all to Pete." "Pete, tell them about yourself." "Well, from Virginia originally." "My parents moved us out to Missouri about ten years ago." "We were on our way to California..." "Don't tell us your life story." "Tell us what you're doing here." "I'm a guard at the Baxter Mining Company's payroll office in town." "About a month ago," "Pete here tracked me down with a proposal." "He can get us into the office quietly." "Go ahead, tell them what you told me." "Once a month the payroll for the mine gets brought in by stage." "Since the stages kept on getting held up, they decided to keep the schedule secret, and it's always guarded by at least a dozen men, who stay with the money until payday." "They stay at the payroll office until the next morning, then the stage moves on to the next town." "But what nobody's supposed to know is that they don't take all the money with them when they go." "See, our office has the only company safe in the territory, so they keep the payroll for the San Honesto mine with us, and it gets picked up by another stage, usually the same afternoon." "So we rob the second stage?" "No, we rob the office." "The second stage is just as well guarded, but for most of that same afternoon, there's around $7,000 in that safe." "Go on." "During the day, the money sits in the safe in the payroll office." "The town's paymaster is the only one who knows the combination, and he'll be in his office." "There are always two guards on duty watching the place." "Since they don't want anyone to know we're holding extra cash, they don't change the schedule." "The boss never leaves the safe unlocked, even during the day, and he makes us leave the room when he opens it so we can't see the combination." "So how do we get in the safe?" "I don't know." "We'll get to that in a minute." "Tell them how you can get us in." "I'll be on duty the day the money's in the safe." "We're allowed to leave out the back door to visit the outhouse." "Then all you have to do is push open the door and hold us up." "Why do it that way?" "You could hold up the other guard yourself." "We don't want anyone to know Pete was involved, if we can help it." "The company's gonna hunt us down as it is." "We don't want to give them any more clues than we have to." "So we get a few men inside and we hold the place up." "We still gotta deal with the safe." "I can't help you with that." "Dynamite?" "Nope." "We've got to keep this quiet." "If anyone figures out what we're doing, we'll have to shoot our way out." "So what do we do then?" "That safe must weigh at least half a ton." "I think someone would notice us trying to drag it out." "We won't need to move it out, either." "Gentlemen, allow me to introduce Mr. Hermann Wenkel, employee of the Cooper  Morgan Lock and Vault Corporation of Philadelphia." "Herr Wenkel can get the safe open without attracting any unwanted attention." "You can really do that?" "Yeah." "I should be able to find the combination in just a few minutes." "And what if you can't?" "Then what?" "Then I use the nitroglycerin." "Okay, suppose he does get the safe open." "What if someone sees us carrying sacks of cash out the back door and hollers for the law?" "The law won't be a problem." "We have an inside man there as well." "Go back to the part about shooting our way out." "We'll be doing this the day after payday, so the miners will still be sleeping off their hangovers." "Town should be pretty quiet." "All it takes is one nosy housewife to bring the whole town down on us, hung over or not." "Nobody in town will be watching the payroll office." "We're going to stage a little distraction." "That's where Vargas and Gage come in." "What do you want?" "Sheriff says this is where I could pick up my reward." "What for?" "Hey, boss." "Don't hear much about them old West Mountain Boys these days." "There's only one left." "You mean Hoss Williams?" "Heck, I heard he was around." "He ain't hardly worth the trouble, though." "Ever since old Moody McGraw died, he ain't done nothing except for steal some horses?" "Rewards on him is, what, $50?" "60." "60?" "Still hardly worth the trouble, in my opinion." "Especially as I heard Williams is the best shot out of the whole bunch." "$60 ain't worth the risk, in my opinion." "Some things are worth more than money." "Oh, yeah?" "You looking to settle an old grudge?" "Get some revenge?" "Justice isn't about revenge." "So Moody says to Jack," ""Jack, you got two choices." ""You can either shoot this dog dead," ""or give him your own dinner because he can't have no more of mine."" "So Jack starts chasing after that old dog of his, trying to keep him away from where Moody was sitting." "Problem was, dumb-ass dog thought they were just playing a game." "Kept running back to Moody, trying to steal his supper right out of his hands." "Up until then we were all laughing, thinking it was all in fun, but all of a sudden," "Moody pulls out his six-shooter and says, "get your damn dog away from my pork and beans, or the next thing he eats will be a pot of you and beans!"" "What could he do?" "Moody looked dead serious, and maybe he was, too." "Even those of us who had been with him the longest, we could never quite tell when he was fooling around and when he was about to blow." "Anyway, Jack sure thought he wasn't fooling, so he had to give the dog his own dinner and hold him down at the same time, just to be safe." "Is it true what they say?" "Did Moody really kill one of his own men because he spilled his beer?" "That was before my time, if it ever really happened, but we all thought he was capable of it." "Sometimes he'd get this funny look in his eyes, like the human part of him had gone away." "You never "knowed" what damn thing he might do then." "Like what?" "That was a long time ago." "I'm trying to put those years behind me." "I heard he liked to cheat his own men, that he wouldn't give them their fair share and that he kept most of the gang's loot for himself." "Yeah, it's true." "He used to tell us we were just his employees, we didn't deserve more than he was willing to pay us." "Most of the time it was enough... especially back then." "We were young, but eventually that's why I left." "The others, too." "Thought we could make out better on our own." "So what really happened to him?" "Well, the way I heard it, he was drunk in a bar down in Abilene, dancing and telling stories about all the men he'd killed." "Federal Marshals caught wind of it and went over there." "Walked right into that saloon and gunned him down in front of 20 witnesses." "They said he resisted arrest." "Got their pictures taken for all the newspapers." "That was always Moody's problem..." "too eager to show off, make noise, let everyone know where he was and what he'd done." "I learned the law will track you down ten times as hard if there's killing." "Remember, I don't want any of you riding straight back here." "Take off into the woods for a night and make sure you ain't being followed." "We heard you the first time." "Be ready for the signal at 10:00 tomorrow." "And don't let anyone see you riding towards town together, either." "Come on, Hoss." "This ain't our first time out the gate." "I was talking to the kid." "Don't worry about me." "It's my job, remember?" "Just you be ready, that's all." "I'll be ready." "So what are you going to do with your share?" "Actually, been thinking about sticking around, play lawman for awhile." "Really starting to grow on me." "Am I going to have a problem with you and Gage?" "Only if he don't do his job." "He will." "All he wants is money." "You're the one who wants revenge." "We've ridden together a long time, and you know I trust you, but I want to hear you swear that you'll only load powder tomorrow, no bullets." "He's safe, long as we're on this job together." "All right, I swear." "No bullets." "But I can't promise what I'll do when this is over." "After this is over, I don't care what you do." "Thanks." "I hope you don't do anything stupid even after this is over, Vargas." "You still have Mireya and the little one to look after." "Just take the money and call it even." "You can't put a price on what he took." "See you all when we're rich!" "Woo!" "A thousand dollars!" "So what are you going to do with your share?" "I think I'm going to head down to Mexico." "Heard a fellow can live like a king down there with some money." "If you don't get killed by the first gang of banditos figures out your saddlebags are full of cash." "How are they going to know?" "Besides, they have banks in Mexico." "I'll just stick it all into a bank and take out what I need." "Mexicans trade in pesos, Pete." "They won't take your dollars." "So I'll head south through El Paso and exchange it." "What are you going to do?" "Look, kid, a thousand dollars is a lot, but it's not enough to make us rich." "Best we can hope for is a few years of easy living." "Are you kidding me?" "With a thousand dollars you could buy just about anything." "Really?" "I couldn't." "Like what?" "It's not enough to buy my own private railroad car." "Are you kidding me?" "A private railroad car?" "Is that really what you'd want?" "Wouldn't be a bad start." "You know what?" "Maybe I'll move out to Mississippi." "Become one of them high stakes gamblers on one of them steam boats." "Now that's more like it." "So how about it, Gage?" "Want to be one of those high stakes gamblers with me?" "I'll think about it." "I'm going to head around North, come into town from that side." "Take care you don't take too much time now, you hear?" "Do you ever actually load that thing?" "No." "No?" "What if you have to shoot somebody with it?" "I don't believe in killing." "Kept it loaded I might be tempted to use it." "What kind of lawman you going to be if you're afraid to shoot a gun?" "Trick is, I never tell anybody that it's not loaded." "If you didn't know, would you take the chance?" "Hey, Gage." "Didn't notice you sitting there." "How you been?" "I was wondering if I'd see you in town today." "Kind of surprised you'd turn up, knowing I'd be here." "What are you doing back in town anyway, Gage?" "You fixing to get drunk and force yourself on someone else's daughter?" "I thought I told you never to come back to this town." "Thought I made it clear." "You ain't welcome here." "You son of a bitch." "Face me when I'm talking to you!" "Yeah?" "You getting angry now?" "You going to do something about it?" "Settle down or take it outside." "I say we take it outside." "What do you think?" "Hey!" "Mister, out of my place!" "All right, but I'm still taking this outside." "Whether you come or not is between you and your manhood... if you got any." "Lionel Gage, I'm calling you out!" "Come on out here and face me like a man!" "Or are you too much of a chicken-shit?" "You're only a big man when you seduce helpless women!" "Get out here!" "That's the signal." "Let's go." "What the hell was that?" "Cover him, Pete!" "Come on, you cowardly son of a pox-ridden whore!" "Get out here so I can kill you like a man!" "Or else I'll come back tonight and cut your throat while you sleep!" "Dying like a pig is all you deserve!" "Hey, there!" "Decided to finish this like a man?" "Don't worry, I'll kill you quick!" "You won't have time to piss your pants before you die!" "I can't see a thing." "I guess I better go check it out." "No, it's probably nothing." "Let me handle it." "Okay." "Come back and get me, though, if there's any trouble." "That empty shotgun won't do you a damn bit of good out there." "You can count on me." "I don't suppose you'd like to give us the combination, save us some time?" "I didn't think so." "How long's this going to take?" "A long time if you keep making noise." "Help!" "Help!" "Been waiting a long time for this, Gage." "I can't wait to watch you die." "You really didn't load any bullets, did you?" "Don't get me wrong, I'm just as glad you didn't." "Too bad you missed your only chance to kill me, though." "Before you go, there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time now." "Your daughter's baby is probably mine, but then again," "I heard she goes around with a lot of the miners." "Sorry." "I'm sure she told you that it only happened the one time and she truly, deeply regretted it." "Fact is, she threw herself at me." "Not just once." "I must have had her a dozen times." "She said she was a virgin, but I didn't believe it." "She just couldn't get enough of it." "I just really wanted you to know, she loved taking it from me." "Over, and over, and over again." "Give me your pistol, you piece of shit." "I got it!" "All right, Pete." "Now that your cover is blown, you're going to have to leave town, too." "Go get your horse and meet us at the campsite." "Don't try to follow us, just head out east, and swing back later." " You got that?" " Yeah!" "All right, go." "We'll see you there." "I don't suppose you'd want to tell us why Vargas just loaded powder but no bullets." "He seemed like he was drunk." "You seem awful calm for having just killed a man." "Vargas had it in for me." "It was kill or be killed." "My conscience is clear." "Well... everybody who saw it say the same thing." "Vargas picked the fight." "Was out in the street, fired off a couple shots and was yelling how he wanted to kill Gage." "Any witness the judge would call would say it was a clear-cut case of self defense." "Did you see anything that might say otherwise?" "I didn't get there in time." "Well, we got ourselves another problem." "Payroll office at the mining company was robbed." "They didn't tell me how much they got away with, but they was fired up." "One of their guards was in on it." "Now they want me to form a posse and try and run them down." "What do we do with him?" "Well, I guess we could get him on manslaughter charges, but they wouldn't stick." "Territorial prison up in Santa Fe's not finished, so we'd have to hold him here until the judge gets here in September, and I don't have the budget or the patience to put up with him for that long." "He'd just go free anyway." "I guess we just let him go, but I want him out of my town, and I want him out of this county." "You hear me, Gage?" "I'm through with you." "You're a tough but fair man." "Don't you dare talk to me." "I might just leave you in here until we get back." "If nobody brings you any water or grub, that's just too goddamn bad." "Ride him south, almost to the county line." "Make sure he stays on his way." "Then when you get to the river, head east." "Ride up to the Thompson place." "Round up as many of their boys as you can, and I'll try and keep the miners from riding off on their own." "You got it, boss." "Keep your eye on him." "Don't trust him for a second." "Don't worry, I won't." "Not a bad haul." "We should count it." "Not now." "Just pack it to travel." "We can count it tonight when we make camp." "We're not being followed." "I need to separate my share now." "Why?" "Why?" "Why not?" "It's mine." "I want to know how much it is." "It's not yours until we meet up with everyone else." "Then we count it out in front of everyone, so everybody knows they're not being cheated." "I do not mean to cheat anyone, but I want my share." " I want it now." " What's the hurry?" "It can wait until tomorrow." "I do not wish to meet with the others." "I will separate my share and leave tonight." "Well, you can't." "That's not the plan." "The plan." "My part of the plan, it's done, yeah?" "Now I want to go to the nearest train station and go home." "What difference will it make if it takes you one more day to get on the train?" "My company doesn't know where I am." "If I get back quickly, no one will know I ever left Philadelphia." "That's not my problem." "It's not the rest of the gang's problem." "You know the plan." "We owe it to them to stick to it." "I do not trust them." "Do not want to take the chance that they be followed or will try to rob us." "I want to go my own way, take my own chances." "I hear what you're saying." "But I'm sticking to the plan, and so are you." "Now pack up the money and let's keep moving." "I want..." "You want to pack up that money." "Now, I'm going to carry it on my horse... and if you try anything funny, I'll gun you down." "Nobody's gonna rob you, and you ain't going to rob nobody else." "I intend to do right by everyone." "All right, we've gone far enough." " Give me my gun." " No." "Well, how long you planning on keeping that thing pointed at me?" "Long as I have to." "Come on, we're almost a mile outside of town." "We're not being followed." "There's no one around to see." "You can drop the act." "Who says it's an act?" "All right, okay," "I didn't mean to impugn your sacred duty as an officer of the law." "Come on." "I'm ain't joking." "You're really serious, aren't you?" "You better believe it." "What's the matter with you?" "We're supposed to be partners, here." "Yeah?" "Tell that to Vargas." "Is that what's got you all pissed off?" "Yeah, it is." "Look, I know you fellas go a ways back, so you had to know he had it in for me." "He was carving my name into his bullets." "If not today, then someday soon." "No, not today." "Today you were supposed to be partners." "And how can you be so sure his gun was unloaded today?" "In fact, how mad would you be if he killed me instead?" "That's not the kind of man he was." "He swore he'd stick to the plan and he did." "Hoss trusted you, and Vargas believed him." "I ought to gun you down right here." "Yeah?" "Well, go ahead." "If you can't trust me, then you might as well go ahead get it over with." "No sense in leaving me around to turn the tables on you later." "You really want me to?" "No, I don't." "Then keep moving." "We stick to the plan until we meet up with Hoss." "Go on, git!" "How much is it?" "$7,227." "How much is that a piece?" "$1,200 each, plus a few dollars." "All right, pack it back up." "What are you doing?" "I'm packing up the money." "It'll pack better if you put the same amount in each bag." "Good." "You going to watch me all night?" "Can I trust you enough to fall asleep?" "I'm not going to give you any trouble." "Killed enough of your partners for one day?" "I know I don't have to worry about you hunting me down after this is over." "Maybe you won't live to see what happens after." "Maybe." "You think I won't kill you?" "Come get your gun, then." "Soon enough." "Besides, you never know what a man might do in self-defense." "Tell that to Hoss." "I'm sure he won't kill you." "He might try." "He will." "Maybe." "Where do you suppose they are by now?" "Think they're headed up north near Santa Fe or somewhere?" "Same place we are." "You think that mousy little German's still alive?" "What are you talking about?" "I'm talking about Hoss Williams, the notorious bandit and murderer wanted from here to California." "You shut your mouth." "He'll be there." "Don't let him fool you, Leonard." "He would've killed Vargas, too." "Whoa." "Hold it." "Who are you?" "Saw you riding alone." "Though we could share a fire." "That's all." "I don't think that's a good idea." "I'm expecting company, and they don't like strangers." "Don't worry." "I won't be here long." "What's that for?" "In case I need to dig a hole." "Where you headed?" "That's none of your business." "What's with the uniform?" "You a lawman or something?" "Guard." "I work for the mining company." "Not much to guard out here." "Mine's about 20 that away." "Like I said, none of your business." "You know him." "Well, he's a wanted man." "Everyone around here has heard his name." "You after him?" "Oh, no." "Last time we were up here, one of the fellas put that up." "You know, like a joke?" "Funny joke." "I... didn't catch your name." "I didn't catch yours, either." "Mine's Pete." "Peter Mason." "Peter Mason, you hear the payroll office in town got robbed today?" "What?" "I mean, it did?" "Nobody knows who did it." "I guess it's lucky you weren't there." "They say a guard's still missing." "Missing?" "They say he's an accomplice, helped the robbers." "Wonder who he was working with." "Bet he has no idea how dangerous it is to get caught up with such villains." "Where did you hear all this?" "Hoss Williams used to ride with the West Mountain Boys." "Violent bunch." "Used to kill anyone who got in their path." "Yeah, I've heard of them." "And they used to do their killing way out in the wild where no one would find the bodies for a long, long time, if ever." "You know what happens to a body that's left out in the open?" "Vultures get them." "Animals." "They have no respect for the dead." "They have no memory." "They live for the moment, for themselves." "Men... remember." "Man sees a dead body, and he knows what's been lost." "Who are you?" "Wake up, fatty." "Morning." "Are you going to call this self-defense, too?" "I think you've treated me a little unfairly." "You know what kind of grudge Vargas had against me." "You know he was going to shoot me in the back as soon as this was all over." "You know I had no way to be sure he wasn't packing live rounds yesterday." "Tell yourself whatever lies you like." "Because he was a friend of yours," "I'm willing to believe that, in the heat of the moment, you let your emotions get the better of you, but since I ain't got nothing against you, and since you ain't got nothing against me," "there's no need for violence between us." "What do you say?" "Be more convinced I didn't have a gun pointed at my head." "I'm going to take the gun away, but only if you tell me you ain't holding a grudge." "If I let you live, am I gonna regret it someday?" "I ain't going to say I got no grudge... but I ain't going to shoot you, either." "I believe you, and I'm going to put my trust in you." "There, now things can go back to the way they ought to be." "You figure we should head straight to the spot, or should we double-check to make sure we aren't being followed?" "Why bother with the meeting spot?" "Hoss is halfway to Santa Fe and ain't coming back, right?" "I've got nowhere special to be." "Besides, if I'm wrong about him, there's a thousand dollars in it for me." "I win either way." "Still going to tell him what happened." "Well, I reckon he's going to find out about that sooner or later." "Might as well hash that out with him now, rather than having to worry about him turning up looking for revenge when I least expect." "I got to go take a piss." "Take your time." "Breakfast won't be ready for a few minutes." "No." "You know who did this?" "Where are you?" "I know you're out there!" "Come and face me!" "Damn you!" "Whoever you are, I'll hunt you down!" "You hear me?" "I'll hunt you down, you sons of bitches." "Damn it!" "Could it be one of the gang?" "No." "None of them knew Bill Hobbs." "Who?" "Damn it, Pete." "I told you not to ride straight back here." "I told him at least a dozen times." "Does anyone else know of this place?" "No, nobody." "I've never used this camp before." "We should leave." "The others may be dead as well, and whoever killed Pete knows this place." "We should get away from here while we can." "No, no." "I want them to know where we are." "I want them here so I can make them bleed!" "You're raving." "They may have many men." "It could be a posse hired by the company to track us down." "That would explain how they know Pete's name." "They could ambush us at any moment!" "Be quiet." "But... we must..." "I said shut up." "Nobody's coming." "If they're out there, they ain't close." "They are waiting for the others to arrive, to be sure they get us all." "Maybe, but we also stand a better chance with the other three here." "I think we'll wait and see who turns up." "This is outrageous." "Will not sit here and wait to be killed." "I demand you give me my share, let me go on my way." "Wenkel, if there is a posse out there, what chance do you think you stand against them alone?" "I feel I stand a much better chance on the move than waiting here for them." "Go on and run if you want, but the money stays here until I know what happened to the others." "You can't be serious." "This is my gang." "I'll run it my way." "If you got a problem with that..." "Good." "Now, I'm going to sit here, and you're going to sit over there so I can keep an eye on you." "Sit." "What's got you two so jumpy?" "Pete's dead." "Found him buried like that when we got here." "Who else knows about this place?" "Nobody." "Then Pete must have been followed here." "Stupid prick came straight along instead of watching his tail." "Whoever did this... could still be here, waiting for us." "I thought so, too, but we've been here since morning and haven't seen or heard a damn thing." "Still, they could be back anytime." "We should split the money up and ride our separate ways." "Where's Vargas?" "He ain't coming." "What do you mean he ain't coming?" "He's dead, Hoss." "What?" "Where?" "How?" "What did you do?" "He loaded his gun... shot Vargas down in the street." "You son of a bitch." "You want to see which one of us is faster?" "I know you got the big bad reputation from back in the old days, riding around with Moody McGraw and his West Mountain Boys." "Some folks say you killed six men." "Others say 10." "But I got 15 years on you, old-timer." "And you know I won't hesitate one bit." "Don't play games with us, Lennie." "We all know you ain't got the beans." "I know you want to kill this son of a bitch something fierce, Hoss, but let's just cool off and back down." "I never thought I'd see the day you'd stand up for a worthless whore's son like this." "I ain't standing up for him, Hoss." "Look who I'm pointing the double-barrel at." "I'm standing up for no more killing." "Let's just split up the money and head our separate ways." "It doesn't have to end like this." "He's right, Hoss." "You pull leather on me, you know I'll have to do the same, but I don't want that." "I just want my money." "You think I'm going to give you a share of this?" "After you stabbed us all in the back?" "I didn't stab nobody in the back." "I was just watching out for my own skin, that's all." "I told Vargas he could trust you, made him swear not to load his own gun." "You crossed the line, Gage." "You're out of the gang." "And if you ain't in the gang, you don't get a share." "Then I guess we got a pretty serious problem here." "In fact, way I see it, we only have to split it four ways now." "Six ways." "That was the deal." "The way I remember it, splitting it even was the deal." "There's four of us left." "We split it four ways." "If that's how it is, we gun you down, and we only got to split it three ways." "Maybe I gun you down, too, then Lennie and Wanker here only have to split it two ways." "How's that sound to you boys?" "I say we split it four ways." "You shut your damn mouth." "Six ways." "Just because they're dead don't mean they're out of the gang." "We take their money to their next of kin." "I get it." "We split it six ways, you ride out of here with their two shares and you tell us that story." "Very clever." "Vargas only did this job to make a new life for his daughter and your bastard child." "His share's going to them." "Fine, fair enough." "What about Petey's share?" "Who's that go to?" "You don't know, do you?" "Tell you what." "We split it five ways, divvy up Pete's share." "I'm willing to call that fair." "Nobody's taking no part of nobody else's share." "There's just no reasoning with you, is there?" "I don't reason with men who kill my friends." "You tell me you wouldn't have been just as happy to let Vargas shoot me in the back as soon as this was all over." "After the job is after the job." "You want us to play all nice together until pay day." "Vargas decides to up and shoot me afterwards, that's not your problem, is it?" "How much of a head start were you planning on making him give me?" "A mile?" "A day?" "Or were you going to let him shoot me as soon as I touched my share of the cash?" "You can't talk your way out of this, Gage." "Yeah?" "Then why haven't you pulled yet?" "I'm not gonna pull first, if that's what you're hoping." "I thought you were a reasonable man, what with all your talk of working together and giving everybody his fair share." "That was before." "You're confusing the business with the personal." "Vargas and me had a personal dispute, and I settled it." "But at no time did I put this job in jeopardy." "I did my part." "I want my share." "If you got to come after me for killing your friend, that's personal." "Tell you what." "We all ride out of here safe and sound." "You take Vargas' money to that cow-whore daughter of his." "After that, you got to come after me, you go on come after me." "That's the best deal you're going to get." "Damn it." "Wenkel, stop!" "Wait!" "Damn it!" "Put the gun down or I'll blow your head clean off." "I said put it down!" "I swear I'll shoot." "Damn it." "Please." "Please, just don't let them hang me." "Please." "I never killed nobody." "I never even fired a shot at another human being." "What's your name?" "You have my word, Leonard Cross." "They're not going to hang you." "Thank God." "I've always been afraid of hanging, never could bear the thought." "I've done some bad things, broken the law." "But I never done anything that bad." "Would you tell them for me?" "Would you tell them I never shot anyone?" "I'll tell them." "You fell in with some bad folk, didn't you, Leonard?" "Yes, yes I did." "I just wanted to make some easy money and start a new life." "I didn't want anyone to get killed." "You're a sinner." "Your dishonest ways have left you to this bitter end." "Do you see that?" "Yes, I do." "Oh, God, yes I do." "Do you truly regret the evil things you've done?" "Yes." "Yeah, I truly do." "You have nothing to fear, Leonard Cross." "You'll be forgiven." "Thank you." "Thank you." "I guess you think you're going to kill me, too?" "I am." "You here for the price on my head?" "I might collect it." "Why are you really here?" "Who are you?" "The West Mountain Boys." "That was a long time ago." "You're the last." "I am?" "Lawmen got Moody, and I took care of the rest." "But why?" "Who are you?" "In '69, the West Mountain Boys, they murdered a drover and his sons down in Lincoln County, to steal their herd, left their bodies to rot out on the mesa." "Thought nobody would ever find them." "Birds plucked out their eyes." "Coyotes chewed their guts." "The ants picked their bones clean." "Do you remember them?" "No..." "I don't remember that at all." "I didn't think you would." "Subtitled By J.R. 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