"Good night, Pat." "Good night." "What happened to the old bank?" "It was beautiful." "People kept robbing it." "That's a small price to pay for beauty." "Hit me." "Again." "Bust!" "Give me credit, Mr. Macon?" "You know my rules, Tom." "Well, it looks like you just about cleaned everybody out, fella." "You haven't lost a hand since you got the deal." "What's the secret of your success?" "Prayer." "Let's just you and me play." "Hit it." "Bust." "Yeah, you're a hell of a card player, fella." "I know, 'cause I'm a hell of a card player, and I can't even spot how you're cheating." "The money stays, and you go." "Well, we seem to be a little short on brotherly love around here." "If you're with him, you better get out of here." "We're on our way." "I wasn't cheating." "Come on." "I wasn't cheating!" "You can die." "You can both die." "You hear that?" "If he invites us to stay, then we'll go." "He's got to invite us to stick around." "He'll draw on you." "You don't know how fast he is." "I'm over the hill, but it can happen to you." "That's just what I want to hear." "Every day you get older." "That's a law." "What would you think about maybe asking us to stick around?" "What?" "You don't have to mean it or anything." "Just ask us to stick around." "I promise..." "I can't help you, Sundance." "I didn't know you were the Sundance Kid when I said you were cheating." "I draw on you, you'll kill me." "There's that possibility." "You'd be killing yourself." "Why don't you just invite us to stick around?" "You can do it... and easy." "Come on." "Come on." "Why don't you stick around?" "Thanks, but we got to get going." "Hey, Kid." "Hey, Kid, how good are you?" "Like I been telling you... over the hill." "Boy, you know, every time I see Hole-In-The-Wall, it's like seeing it for the first time." "Every time, I ask myself the same question... how can I be so damn stupid to keep coming back?" "What's your idea this time?" "Bolivia." "What's Bolivia?" "Bolivia... that's a country, stupid." "Central or South America." "One or the other." "Let's go to Mexico instead." "All they got in Mexico is sweat." "There's too much of that here." "If we'd been in business during the California gold rush, where would we have gone?" "California, right?" "When I say Bolivia, you just think California." "You wouldn't believe what they're finding in the ground down there." "They're just falling into it." "Silver mines, gold mines, tin mines." "Payrolls so heavy we'd strain ourselves stealing them." "You just keep thinking, Butch." "That's what you're good at." "Boy, I got vision, and the rest of the world wears bifocals." "Hi, News." "What you doing?" "Aw, howdy, Butch." "Uh, nothing." "Nothing." "Howdy, Sundance." "You sure are." "You're doing something." "What?" "Just fixing to rob the Union Pacific Flyer, Butch, like what we had in mind." "You fellas got everything I told you all wrong." "Sure, we might hit the Flyer, but even if we do, it won't be this run." "It'll be the next one, the return." "Sundance and me, we been checking the banks." "No banks." "What?" "The Flyer, Butch." "Fellas, bad as they are, banks are better than trains." "They don't move." "They stay put." "You know the money's in there." "When I left, I gave orders." "New orders been given." "I run things here, Harvey." "Used to you did." "Me now." "This don't concern you." "You tell him to stay out." "Well, he goes his own way, like always." "What's the matter with you guys?" "When I came here, you were nothing." "I formed you." "Who says?" "Read them a clipping, News." "Which one?" "Any of them." "This one here's from Salt Lake Herald." ""Butch Cassidy's Hole-In-The-Wall Gang..."" "That's me!" "You want Harvey to do your planning?" "Want him to do your thinking for you?" "You want him to run things?" "Shut up now, News." "Not till I get to the good part." ""Also known to have participated in the holdup are Flat Nose Curry and News Carver."" "I just love to read my name in the paper, Butch." "So we just forget about Logan taking over," "OK, Flat Nose?" "You always said that any one of us could challenge you." "'Cause I figured no one would do it." "Figured wrong, Butch." "You guys can't want Logan!" "At least he's with us." "You been spending a lot of time gone." "Well, that's because everything's different now." "Guns or knives, Butch?" "You got to plan more, prepare more." "Guns or knives?" "Neither." "Pick!" "I don't want to shoot with you, Harvey." "Anything you say, Butch." "Maybe there's a way to make a profit in this." "Bet on Logan." "I would, but who'd bet on you?" "Sundance... when we're done and he's dead, you're welcome to stay." "I don't mean to be a sore loser, but when it's done, if I'm dead, kill him." "Love to." "No, no." "Not yet." "Not until me and Harvey get the rules straightened out." "Rules in a knife fight?" "No rules." "If there ain't any rules, let's get started." "Someone count 1, 2, 3, go." "1, 2, 3, go." "I was really rooting for you, Butch." "Well, thank you, Flat Nose." "That's what sustained me in my time of trouble." "Hey, what's this about the Flyer?" "Harvey said we'd hit it both this run and the return." "Nobody's done that to the Flyer before." "No matter how much we got at first, they'd figure the return was safe and load it up with money." "Harvey thought of that?" "Yes, sir, he did." "I'll tell you something, fellas." "That's exactly what we're going to do." "Stop it." "Where?" "Up ahead there." "Bet that's old Butch himself." "Hold it there." "Just thought I'd watch." "Bring the kids, why don't you?" "Stick your heads in." "You're just going to get yourself blown up you don't open that door." "I can't do that." "I work for Mr. E.H. Harriman of the Union Pacific Railroad." "He..." "Shut up about that E.H. Harriman stuff and open up." "What's going on?" "We got a patriot in there." "That's young Woodcock." "He's awful dedicated." "Woodcock?" "Yes, sir." "You know who we are?" "You're the Hole-In-The-Wall Gang, Mr. Cassidy." "I understand that, but Mr. E.H. Harriman himself give me this job." "I got to do my best." "Your best don't include getting yourself killed." "Dynamite's ready." "Mr. E.H. Harriman himself had the confidence..." "Open the door, or that's it." "You think E.H. Harriman would get himself killed for you," "Woodcock?" "I work for Mr. E.H. Harriman of the Union Pacific Railroad, and he entrusted me..." "Hey, Woodcock." "Woodcock, you all right?" "Hey." "Hmm?" "Whatever Harriman's paying you ain't enough." "There ain't what I'd call a fortune in there, Butch." "Well, just so we come out ahead." "That's the main thing." "The Hole-In-The-Wall Gang" "The Hole-In-The-Wall Gang just robbed the Flyer right outside of our town, so that makes it our responsibility to get out there and get after them." "You'll have to bring your own horses." "How many of you can bring your own guns?" "How many of you will want me to supply you with guns?" "Well... come on now." "I think it's up to us to do something, don't you?" "What's the point?" "They're probably halfway to Hole-In-The-Wall already." "That's exactly why we have got to hurry." "If we mount up right now and get out there after them, maybe we can head them off." "If we did that, they'd kill us." "We don't want to let them get away with this." "Boy, I just eat this up with a spoon." "All right, youse two, I want you at my party." "What party?" "I'm losing my piano player." "He's going off to fight the war." "What war?" "The war with the Spanish." "Remember the Maine." "Who can forget it?" "I'm giving him a send-off." "so come on." "When I was a kid," "I always thought I would grow up to be a hero." "It's too late now." "Why'd you say something like that?" "You didn't have to say something like that." "You want me to go alone and fight the Hole-In-The-Wall Gang?" "That's fine with me." "If you want your kids to know you let me, that's fine with me, but I don't think that's what you want." "Is it?" "Why don't we enlist, go fight the Spanish?" "You and me in the war." "We got a lot of things going for us... experience, maturity, leadership." "I'll bet we end up officers." "I'd be Major Parker." "Parker?" "Yeah." "That's my real name." "Robert Leroy Parker." "No fooling?" "No." "Mine's Longbaugh." "No fooling." "Long what?" "Harry Longbaugh." "So you'd be Major Longbaugh." "What do you say?" "You just keep thinking, Butch." "That's what you're good at." "But you're not frightened." "No, sir." "You have got respect for me, and I have got respect for you." "That's why you and you and you are riding with me." "Am I right?" "Well, what do you say?" "I say this." "I say, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, friends and enemies, meet the future!" "The future what?" "The future mode of transportation for this weary Western world." "Now, I'm not going to make a lot of extravagant claims." "Sure, it'll change your whole life for the better, but that's all." "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "You got the crowd together, so I thought I'd do a little selling." "I'm trying to raise a posse here." "A short presentation." "The horse is dead." "This item sells itself." "Are you going to listen to him or come with me?" "Butch, Fanny says to come into her party right now." "No oats, no mess, no kicks, no bites, no running away, no stepping on your foot." "Well, I think I'll get saddled up and go looking for a woman." "Good hunting." "Shouldn't take more than a couple of days." "I'm not picky... as long as she's smart, pretty... sweet... gentle, and... tender and refined... lovely... carefree." "Aah!" "Keep going, teacher lady." "It's OK Don't mind me." "Keep on going." "Let down your hair." "Shake your head." "Do you know what I wish?" "That once you'd get here on time." "You are mine, Etta Place." "Mine." "You hear me?" "Mine." "All mine." "Your soft white flesh is mine." "Soft... white... bwhaa!" "Meet the future." "Do you know what you're doing?" "Theoretically." "Aah!" "You've come to get him for the Flyer?" "Would you believe I'm broke already?" "Why is there never any money, Butch?" "I swear, Etta, I don't know." "I've been working like a dog all my life, and I can't get a penny ahead." "Sundance says it's because you're a soft touch and always taking expensive vacations, buying drinks for everyone, and you're a rotten gambler." "That might have something to do with it." "Butch." "Hmm?" "Do you ever wonder if I'd met you first we'd been the ones to get involved?" "We are involved, Etta." "Don't you know that?" "You are riding on my bicycle." "In some Arabian countries, that's the same as being married." "Hey." "What are you doing?" "Stealing your woman." "Take her." "Take her." "Well, you're a romantic bastard." "I'll give you that." "OK, open up in there." "I work for Mr. E.H. Harriman..." "Hey, Woodcock!" "Butch?" "You OK?" "Uh, well, sort of." "Hey, that's wonderful." "Let's take a look at you." "Well, now, Butch, you've got to have more respect for me than to think I'd fall for a stunt like that." "You can't want to get blown up again?" "Uh, Butch, you know if it were my money, there's nobody I'd rather have steal it than you." "But I'm still in the employ of Mr. E.H. Harriman of the Union Pacific Railroad." "Start this train!" "Get back inside, lady." "I'm not afraid of you." "I'm not afraid of anything." "I'm a grandmother and a female, and I've got my rights." "We got no time for this." "You can bull the others, but not me." "I've fought whiskey, and I've fought gambling..." "We got no time for this." "What are you doing?" "Let go!" "What are you going to do to her?" "Well, leave her alone." "You're after the money, and the money's in here." "Please!" "All I want is for somebody to start this train." "Somebody, please!" "Open the door, Woodcock, or tell her goodbye." "Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name," "Thy kingdom come," "Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven." "What am I going to tell poor Mr. Harriman?" "Woodcock, what'd you have to go and do something like that for?" "Well, Butch, you blew the last one so easy," "I just had to, um, do something." "Give me that and get some more, a lot more!" "Well, that ought to do it." "Think you used enough dynamite there, Butch?" "Ha ha ha ha." "What the hell is that?" "Whatever they're selling, I don't want it." "Will you leave it?" "Come on!" "Hyah!" "Hey, Butch!" "What?" "They're very good!" "Split up!" "How many of 'em are following us?" "All of 'em." "All of 'em?" "What's the matter with those guys?" "Hyah!" "I think we lost 'em." "Do you think we lost 'em?" "No." "Neither do I. Hyah!" "Take our horses out back." "Feed 'em good." "Where's Sweetface?" "Just inside." "Trouble?" "Listen, you dirty old man," "I know you're a lying thief and so do you, but who'd know it to look at you?" "Get yourself out front fast." "You seen us ride through not five minutes ago." "Do this right," "I'll get you an old dog to kick." "Here, room 9." "Top of the stairs." "Hey, you realize you're driving me crazy staring out the window like that?" "I swear, Sweetface can handle it, easy." "He wouldn't dare louse me up." "He's that scared of me." "Hey, kid, how can I give Agnes the concentration she deserves with you staring out the window like that?" "Butch, you're really something, you know that?" "Could you be a little more specific about that, Agnes?" "Butch!" "OK, Sweetface, give them a nice smile." "Come on." "That's a nice touch." "I swear, if he told me" "I rode out of town 10 minutes ago," "I'd believe him." "And there they go." "No, no." "Don't ask me to stay." "You're the only real man I ever met." "You know that, Butch?" "It's not just 'cause of all that money you got to spend on people." "It's you." "The way you're always looking to see am I happy or not?" "A lot of the other girls, they... they might want you for when you got lots of money to spend on people." "Me, I..." "I don't care about... clothes and money and jewels... and furs, and things like that." "Lots of the other girls do, but I never did." "I always said, "Agnes..."" "Don't move." "Stand up." "Put your hands up." "Higher." "Now turn around and start..." "Get our horses and come on back here." "Hyah!" "Get out of here!" "Get out!" "Go on!" "Get out of here, you fat-headed beast!" "Come on!" "You're the fat-headed beast." "Quit shouting!" "Boy, somebody sure trained 'em." "Which way?" "Well, it doesn't matter." "I don't know where we've been, and I've just been there." "They can't follow us." "We're safe." "You really think so?" "I will if you will." "How long you figure we've been watching?" "Oh, a while." "How long before you figure they're not after us?" "A while longer." "How come you're so talkative?" "Just naturally blabby, I guess." "Ohh!" "I haven't done so much riding since I quit rustling." "That's a miserable occupation." "Dusk to dawn, no sleep, rotten food." "Hey." "I see it." "Torches you think?" "Yeah, maybe." "Maybe lanterns." "They're following our path." "Dead on it." "I couldn't do that." "Could you do that?" "How can they do that?" "Who are those guys?" "You sure this'll work?" "It'll work." "That's what you said about Sweetface." "This'll work." "Once they divide up, we take them, no trouble, right?" "Maybe." "Boy, for a gunman, you're one hell of a pessimist." "They ought to get to where we split up any time." "They're just about there." "How many of them do you think will come our way?" "Oh, I wish we had rifles." "I mean, they got rifles." "But we got surprise on our side, right?" "So far, they're doing what we want." "You think we ought to take them from up here?" "Kid, look, you know this work better than I do." "Is it best here, or maybe down there, closer to the trail?" "Uh..." "Damn it!" "They're not going for it." "Who are those guys?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "We got to do something and shake them." "Whatever you come up with is fine with me, but whatever it is, it better be now!" "What are you doing here?" "Easy, Ray." "Easy." "What the hell do you mean, take it easy?" "You promised you'd never come into my territory." "And we haven't." "Just because we were friendly doesn't give you the right to break in." "What if we was seen together?" "I'm too old to find another job." "At least have the decency to draw your guns." "Listen, Butch is trying to tell you something." "All right." "What do you want?" "A couple of things." "We want to enlist, Ray." "In the army." "Right away." "Go fight the Spanish." "Oh, you're crazy." "You are crazy." "You are, both of you, crazy!" "They'd throw you in jail for a thousand years each." "Come on, Sundance." "Start trussing my feet." "Here." "You seen these before." "Come on!" "I'm not taking the chance that someone saw you coming in." "We're serious about this." "You are known outlaws." "We'd quit." "That's the point." "Is that on tight?" "That's all right." "There's some hankies in the drawer you can use to gag me." "I swear, this'd work, Ray." "You trust us." "The government trusts you." "Anything you tell them they gotta believe, right?" "You've never done a dishonest thing ever, and you're pushing 60." "We'd quit." "They'd drop the charges against us, we'd fight till the war is over." "They don't even have to make us officers." "That's some proposition." "They forget all about the years of thieving and robbing." "They take you into the army, which is what you want in the first place." "There's something out there that scares you, huh?" "But it's too late." "You should've let yourself get killed while you had the chance." "You may be the biggest thing to hit this area, but you're still two-bit outlaws." "I never met a soul more affable than you, Butch, or faster than the Kid." "But you're still two-bit outlaws on the dodge." "It's over!" "Don't you get that?" "Your times is over, and you're gonna die bloody, and all you can do is choose where." "I'm sorry," "I'm getting mean in my old age." "Come on." "Shut me up, Sundance." "Ah, you're wasting your time." "They can't track us over rock." "Tell them that." "They're beginning to get on my nerves." "Who are those guys?" "You remember the time you, me, and Etta went to Denver for a vacation?" "I'm glad you brought that up, Kid." "That's an important topic, considering our situation." "The night we went gambling, remember?" "We had dinner at the hotel." "Etta had roast beef, and I had chicken." "If I can remember what you had," "I'll die happy." "Look out there." "What?" "I got to talking to some gambler that night." "He told us about an Indian... full-blooded Indian, except he used an English name," "Sir... somebody." "Lord Baltimore?" "That's right, and he could track anybody over anything day or night." "So?" "The guy on the ground, I think it's him." "No." "Baltimore works out of Oklahoma." "He's strictly an Oklahoma man." "I don't know where we are, but it isn't Oklahoma." "Ah, it couldn't be him." "It couldn't be him." "I guess." "Whoever it is, it sure the hell is somebody." "Damn it!" "Don't they get tired?" "Don't they get hungry?" "They've gotta be." "Why don't they slow up?" "They could even go faster." "At least that'd be a change." "They don't even break formation." "Do something!" "Kid." "What?" "Who's the best lawman?" "Best?" "How?" "You mean toughest or easiest to bribe?" "Toughest." "Joe LeFors." "Gotta be." "LeFors never leaves Wyoming." "Never." "You know that." "He always wears a white skimmer." "That's how you tell it's Joe LeFors, 'cause he wears a white straw hat." "Look at that guy out front." "Jesus, who are those guys?" "Hyah!" "Come on now." "Here you go, Kid." "Go on!" "Get out of here!" "Go on!" "What if they don't follow the horse?" "You're the brains, Butch." "You'll think of something." "Damn it!" "The way I figure it, we can either fight or give." "If we give, we go to jail." "I've been there already." "If we fight, they can stay where they are and starve us out... or go for position, shoot us." "Might even get a rock slide started." "What else can they do?" "They could surrender to us, but I wouldn't count on that." "They're going for position, all right." "Better get ready." "Kid, the next time I say let's go someplace like Bolivia, let's go someplace like Bolivia." "Next time." "Ready?" "No." "We'll jump." "Like hell we will." "No." "It'll be O.K." "if the water's deep enough and we don't get squished to death." "They'll never follow us." "How do you know?" "Would you jump that if you didn't have to?" "I have to, and I'm not gonna." "We got to." "Otherwise we're dead." "Come on." "Just one clear shot..." "that's all I want." "I want to fight them!" "They'll kill us." "Maybe." "You want to die?" "Do you?" "All right, I'll jump first." "No." "Then you jump first." "No, I said." "What's the matter?" "I can't swim!" "Why, you crazy?" "The fall will probably kill you." "Oh-oh... ohhh... shiiiit!" "Hang on to me." "You're drowning me!" "I can't help it." "I can't swim." "You're choking me!" "I can't swim!" "I'm telling you, if I drown," "I swear to God I'll kill you." "Never said I was a great swimmer." "Oh!" "You're choking me!" "Oh!" "I'm choking!" "Let go of me." "I'm choking!" "Let go of my throat." "The papers said they had you." "Was it LeFors?" "Did they say?" "Joe LeFors?" "I think so." "And their tracker?" "Tracker?" "Was it Lord Baltimore?" "I think so." "The paper's inside." "You got enough to feed us?" "Don't you know I do?" "They said you were dead." "Don't make a big thing out of it." "No." "Make a big thing out of it." "Hey." "It was Baltimore and LeFors." "You know who else?" "Who?" "Jeff Carr, George Hiatt..." "Hiatt?" "T.T. Kelliher." "We lucked out getting away." "You know that?" "Why would these guys join up and take after us, though?" "Forget it." "Bunch like that won't stay together long." "They will... if Mr. Harriman has his way." "Who?" "Mr. E.H. Harriman of the Union Pacific Railroad." "He resents the way you've been picking on him, so he's outfitted a special train and hired special employees." "You've been avoiding them for two days." "It's really sort of flattering if you want to think about it that way." "A setup like that costs more than we ever took." "Apparently he can afford it." "That crazy Harriman." "That's bad business." "How long do you think" "I'd stay in operation if every job cost me money?" "If he'd just pay me what he's spending to make me stop robbing him," "I'd stop robbing him." "You probably inherited every penny you got!" "Inherited guys, what the hell do they know?" "You say they were hired permanent?" "No." "Just till they kill you." "That means they're still after us, Butch, and it's going to be the same thing all over again." "They'll show up here... sooner or later." "Hey, Etta." "I'll get you some more." "Butch and me have been talking it all over." "Wherever the hell Bolivia is, that's where we're off to." "We'll go down there and play it safe, maybe keep our hand in a little bit." "Butch speaks some Spanish." "I can wrestle with a menu O.K." "And you speak it good." "And it'd be good cover going with a woman." "No one expects it." "Then we could travel safer." "What I'm saying is, if you want to go," "I won't stop you, but the minute you start to whine or make a nuisance," "I don't care where we are," "I'm dumping you flat." "Don't sugarcoat it like that, Kid." "Tell her straight." "I'm 26, and I'm single and a schoolteacher, and that's the bottom of the pit." "And the only excitement I've known is here with me now." "So I'll go with you, and I won't whine, and I'll sew your socks, and I'll stitch you when you're wounded, and I'll do anything you ask of me except one thing." "I won't watch you die." "I'll miss that scene, if you don't mind." "The future's all yours, you lousy bicycles." "Well, you know, it could be worse." "You get a lot more for your money in Bolivia." "I checked on it." "What could they have here that you could possibly want to buy?" "Jeez, all Bolivia can't look like this." "How do you know?" "This might be the garden spot of the whole country." "People may travel hundreds of miles just to get to this spot where we're standing now." "This might be the Atlantic City, New Jersey, of all Bolivia for all you know." "I know more about Bolivia than you know about Atlantic City, New Jersey," "I can tell you that." "Aha!" "You do, huh?" "I was born there." "I was born in New Jersey... brought up there, so..." "I didn't know that." "The total tonnage of what you don't know is enough to shatter..." "We're not accomplishing as much as we might." "Listen, your job is to back me up, because you'd starve without me." "And you, your job is to shut up." "He'll feel a lot better after he's robbed a couple of banks." "Ha ha ha ha!" "Bolivia." "Hell, it's just a bank like any other bank." "You got to move in slowly, check out everything." "The thing to remember..." "Don't tell me how to rob a bank." "I know how to rob a bank." "A few dark clouds appear on your horizon, and you just go all to pieces, don't you?" "Buenos días, señores." "¿Les puedo servir en algo?" "Ordenen para atenderlos por favor inmediatamente." "¿Quieren hacer algún depósito?" "¿Quieren abrir una cuenta?" "Bien, el cajero los atienda inmediatamente." "Los atendemos por todo." "Señor?" "Adiós." "This is a robbery." "Esto es un robo." "Esto es un robo." "This is supposed to be a unison recitation." "Why do I have to do any of this?" "He's the one who claimed he knew the language." "Your line of work requires a specialized vocabulary." "I got nervous." "I forgot the words." "Shoot me." "You've had worse ideas lately." "Raise your hands." "Uh..." "las manos arriba." "Raise them." "Arriba." "All of you back against the wall." "Todos ustedes, um... arrímense a la pared." "Give me the money." "Give me the money." "Give me the money." "This is not going to work, and we're going to be up all night until you get this." "Now give me the money." "It's on the tip of my tongue, Etta." "I swear it." "Butch, are you still thinking in there?" "What the hell else is there to do?" "Try this one." "Where is the safe?" "Open it." "Dónde es..." "Uh, that's a hard one." "¿Dónde está la caja?" "¡Ábrala!" "That's very good, Butch." "You're a good teacher, Etta." "¡Esto es un robo!" "Manos a..." "Manos, um..." "¡Manos arriba!" "They got them up!" "Skip down!" " ¡Arriba!" " Skip on down!" "Todos ustedes arrísmense a la pared." "They're against the wall already!" "Dónde es..." "Oh, you're so damn smart, you read it." "A goddamn crib sheet." "You almost blew it." "You sure didn't help much." "You can't do anything without a crib sheet." "For God's sake, don't drop the money!" "I won't drop the money!" "Voy a traer el comisario." "Sí, vamos." "Ay, nombre." "Evarista." "¿Evarista qué?" "Señor comandante, dos hombres acometen y asaltan el banco." "Dos yanquis y una muchacha se fueron por la cañada." "Se llevaron mi pistola y todo el dinero." "Vámanos!" "A caballos!" "Isn't that a pretty sight?" "Well, we're back in business, boys and girls, just like the old days." "Let's stay here and get him and be done with it." "But what if we lose?" "We saw him with two guys." "What if he's got 20?" "You don't know for sure it's LeFors." "I'm a hell of a guesser." "He can't arrest you." "It's a foreign country." "He can't take you back." "He's not going to take anybody back." "He's going to wait for us to pull another job and then hunt us down." "Let's finish it now, Butch, one way or the other." "He's got to wait for us to pull another job." "Well, what if there isn't another job?" "He can't arrest us, and he can't take us out of here." "We'll drive him crazy." "We'll outlast the bastard." "We'll go straight." "So you want jobs." "You're from the U.S. of A., and you are seeking after employment." "Well, you couldn't have picked a more out of the way place in all of Bolivia," "I'll tell you that." "Gracias, Jesús." "Ordinarily you've got to wait to work for Percy Garrison, but this ain't ordinarily." "Bingo." "You mean there are jobs." "Yes, there are jobs." "There are lots of jobs." "Don't you want to know why?" "Yeah, why?" "Damn it." "Because I cannot promise to pay you." "Don't you want to know why?" "OK, why?" "On account of the payroll thieves, fellow citizens." "You see, every mine around gets its payroll from La Paz." "And every mine around gets its payroll held up." "Some say it's the Bolivian Bandits, and some say that it's the bandidos yanquis." "Could I see that?" "Mm-hmm." "Fairly nice-looking piece." "Can you hit anything?" "Sometimes." "Hit that." "No, no, son." "No, son." "I just want to know, can you shoot your piece?" "Shoot." "Damn it." "Can I move?" "Move?" "What the hell you mean, move?" "I'm better when I move." "Yeah." "Well, considering that I'm desperate and you're just what I'm looking for, on top of which you stem from the U.S. of A., we start tomorrow morning." "You mean we got jobs." "Payroll guard." "Damn." "Vámanos a trabajar!" "Hey, Chucho!" "Chucho!" "I think they're in the trees up ahead." "In the bushes on the left." "They're in the trees up ahead." "You take the trees," "I'll take the bushes." "Will you two beginners cut it out?" "Well, we're just trying to spot an ambush." "Morons." "I've got morons on my team." "Nobody is going to rob us going down the mountain." "We have got no money going down the mountain." "When we have got the money on the way back, then you can sweat." "Bingo." "Move it out!" "Move it!" "We hit this place in June, didn't we?" "Jones!" "Give me a hand over here." "Who am I, Smith or Jones?" "Live." "About a half hour more, and we can start to worry... as soon as we get to that pass up there." "We'll be all right till then." "They might try something here." "No." "Better cover up there." "You got to relax, you fellas." "You got to get used to Bolivian ways." "You got to go easy." "Damn it!" "Like I do." "Of course, you probably think I'm crazy, but I'm not." "Bingo." "I'm colorful." "That's what happens when you live 10 years alone in Bolivia." "You get colorful." "Where are they?" "I can't see them." "Let's get out of here." "Tell them to leave the money and go." "Dijen el dinoro..." "Dinero..." "and, uh... y váyanese." "¿Que dejemos el dinero y nos vayamos?" "Tell them we were hired to take it back." "It's our job." "Tell them the money isn't ours." "El dinero... no es nuestro." "No, ya no es de ustedes." "Ahora es de nosotros." "Claro." "We'll try telling them again." "It's our job." "The money isn't ours." "El dinero no es nuestro." "Lo necesitamos." "También nosotros necesitamos." "What do you think?" "Not so good." "Can you take the two on the right?" "Kid, there's something I think I ought to tell you." "I never shot anybody before." "One hell of a time to tell me." "Try for the two on the right dead center." "That way, if you miss a little, you'll still hit something." "Go." "Please." "¿Qué?" "Por favor." "¿Por favor?" "Aah!" "Well, we've gone straight." "What'll we try now?" "There are other ways of going straight, you know." "There are other ways of going straight." "There's farming." "We could buy a place." "I don't know how to farm." "What about a ranch, then?" "I don't know." "The last time we tried ranching was during our rustling days." "Even then, we weren't much good at it." "It's hard." "Hours are brutal." "No, you got to be a kid to start a ranch." "Hey." "Hmm?" "I might go back ahead of you." "You mean home?" "I was thinking of it." "Whatever you want, Etta." "Maybe I'll go." "Hey." "Hmm?" "Etta's thinking of, uh, maybe going home ahead of us." "Whatever she wants." "I'll go, then." "¡Manos arriba!" "How much you got?" "It's hardly worth it." "Alpoca mine." "I tell you, no more jungle work for me." "You're getting to be an old maid." "Keep your old maid remarks to yourself." "I'll work in the city, in the mountains, but from now on jungle work is out." "¿Bandidos yanquis?" "Mm-hmm." "Tell them to be quiet." "What's the word?" "Quietas." "Quietas." "I tell you, the jungle's a better cover for payrolls." "Kid, I got a right to my opinion, and in my opinion, there are snakes in the jungle." "I don't work around snakes." "What is this place?" "I don't know." "San Vincente, I think." "¿Comer?" "Si, Señor." "Pasen." "Juan, ven." "Llévate los caballos." "I don't enjoy jungles." "I don't enjoy swamps." "I don't like snakes." "I don't much care for night work." "Bitch, bitch, bitch." "¡Capitán!" "¡Capitán!" "Capitán, allá en la plaza, hay una mula de las minas de Alpoca." "¿Las minas de Alpoca?" "Sí, sí." "Allí están." "Dos hombres la acaban de traer." "Están comiendo en el restaurante de mi papá." "El guisado está delicioso." "Para chuparse los dedos." "Si quieren mas, es la especialidad de la casa, si quieren mas, no tengan pena y díganmelo." "Yo estoy aquí para servirles." "Agradezco la visita de tan distinguidos caballeros." "Muchas gracias." "Para servirles." "Muchas gracias." "Sí." "The specialty of the house, and it's still moving." "Well, that settles it." "This place gets no more of my business." "Hey." "What?" "What do you think?" "I bet it's just one guy." "Don't you get sick of being right all the time?" "Reloading." "That's all I got." "We're going to run out unless we can get to that mule and get some more." "I'll go." "This is no time for bravery." "I'll let you." "Loaded." "Hell!" "I'm the one that has to go." "Why you?" "'Cause I could never give you cover." "You can cover me." "You can see I'm right, can't you?" "You go." "Yeah, why am I always so damn smart?" "Here." "Go." "O.K." "Go." "Ah!" "Is..." "Is that what you call giving cover?" "Is that what you call running?" "If I knew you were going to stroll..." "You never could shoot, not from the very beginning." "And you are all mouth." "Jefe, llega el ejército." "Mi capitán." "¿Dónde están?" "Allí en la plaza." "¿Cuántos hombres son?" "Dos hombres." "¿Dos hombres?" "Mi capitán, por favor..." "¿Dos?" "Bandidos yanquis." "¿Bandidos yanquis, eh?" "Sí, mi capitán." "Hmm." "Sargento Rico, desmonten 20 hombres y vayan con el teniente." "I've got a great idea where we should go next." "I don't want to hear it." "You'll change your mind." "Shut up!" "OK, O.K." "Your ideas got us here." "Forget it!" "I never want to hear another of your ideas." "All right." "O.K." "Australia." "I figured secretly you wanted to know, so I told you." "Australia." "That's your great idea?" "Oh, boy, it's the latest in... in a long line." "Australia's no better than here." "Aw, that's all you know." "Name me one thing." "They speak English in Australia." "They do?" "That's right, smart guy." "So we wouldn't be foreigners." "They got horses in Australia." "They got thousands of miles we could hide out in." "And a good climate, nice beaches." "You could learn to swim." "No!" "Swimming isn't important." "What about the banks?" "They're easy." "Easy, ripe, and luscious." "The banks or the women?" "Well, once you've got one, you've got the other." "It's a long way, isn't it?" "Aw!" "Everything's got to be perfect with you." "I don't want to get there and find out it stinks." "At least think about it." "All right." "I'll think about it." "Hey." "When we get outside... and we get to the horses, just remember one thing." "Hey, wait a minute." "What?" "You didn't see LeFors out there, did you?" "LeFors?" "No." "Oh, good." "For a moment there," "I thought we were in trouble." "¡Fuego!" "¡Fuego!" "¡Fuego!"