"Hey." "Hey, hey, hey, hey." "If you want any tickets, you'll have to go around, uh, to, uh, the front of the, uh..." "Oh, well, I suppose it'll be all right." "What the hell am I doing around here?" "They walk in here and do as they damn please." "Uh, let's see, uh, I hope I got..." "Three?" "That'll be seven dollars and 50 cents." "Shh!" "Are you Frank?" "Frank sent us." "Did you bring a horse for me?" "Well..." "Looks like we're..." "Looks like we're shy one horse." "You brought two too many." "Hey, Pa!" "Look!" "That's enough for now." "It's getting late, come on home." "Boo!" "Timmy." "Maureen, look." "Mm." "Ah!" "Whatcha doin' there?" "Go inside, quick, and get washed." "And don't touch the apple pie or the roast." "Patrick's already left for the station, huh?" "Oh, he's getting ready, Pa." "Damn it, Patrick!" "Coming, Pa." "Well... not bad, I'd say." "Bigger them slices, what the hell." "We're throwing a party, ain't we?" "But these are the same slices as usual." "Yeah, sure." "As usual." "Maureen... soon you can cut the bread in slices as big as a door if you want to." "You'll have beautiful new clothes, and you won't have to work no more." "We going to get rich, Pa?" "Who knows?" "Patrick!" "Wait a minute." "Look at the filth on your boots." "Clean 'em." "The train'll come in and there won't be no one to meet your mother." "Our mother died six years ago." "Go now." "You'll really be late." "Hey, just a minute." "Listen, Pa." "How am I gonna recognize her?" "Well, you can't make no mistake, Patrick." "She's, uh, she's young and, uh, she's, uh, pretty, and, uh, uh... she's a lady." "Uh, uh..." ""For..." "For-For traveling, I'll be wearing a black dress" ""and the, and the same, uh, straw hat I was wearing..." "when we met."" "Uh, uh..." "I'm going to get some fresh water from the well." "Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callin'..." "And all the roses fall..." "Maureen!" "What are we gonna do with this one, Frank?" "Now that you've called me by name..." "Howdy, George!" "Right on time, huh?" "That's beyond them tracks." "I saw some mighty fine stock down South." "Is that so?" "And the prices are real good." "Are these your valises, ma'am?" "Yes." "Come, Sam." "Bring them over to her, Race." "We'll tote 'em for you, ma'am." "What have you got?" "That true, the sawmill needs hands?" "Was yesterday." "Why don't you tell your brother?" "Hiya, Gramps." "Hi, Bill." "We're back again." "Come on." "Get a move on, will ya?" "Ha!" "Ha!" "Get the lead out of your asses, you red-skinned warriors." "I got a whole train to unload." "All right." "Shut down those feed sacks first." "Come on." "Come on." "What's your name, and the place you wanted to go?" "Sweetwater." "Hmm?" "Brett McBain's farm." "McBain." "Yeah, sure." "That stubborn, redheaded Irishman, killing sand for years way out there in the middle of nowhere." "Sweetwater." "Only a loony like him could call that stinkin' piece of desert "Sweetwater."" "Sweetwater!" "Hiya!" "Sweetwater." "That's right... a little more to the right." "Higher, higher." "Hold it there." "Here they are." "They got here with their damn rails." "They caught up with us again, hey, Lafayette?" "Let's go!" " Right over." " Hey, slow down." "What's the matter with you?" "Slow down!" "Hey, boys, watch out..." "Watch out down there!" "Slow down!" "Ho!" "Why are we stopping?" "I told you I was in a hurry." "Don't the train stop?" "Yeah." "What can I do for you, ma'am?" "I would like some water, if it's no trouble." "Water?" "!" "Well, you see, that word is poison around these parts ever since the days of the great flood." "You mean you never wash?" "We sure do." "Well, I'd like to use the same facilities you people do." "You sure can." "Just happen to have a full tub in the back." "And you're lucky." "Only three people have used it this morning." "Used it one at a time or all together?" "I can tell you're accustomed to fine living." "Bet you come from one of those big eastern cities." "New Orleans." "New Orleans?" "!" "You've been there?" "No." "But I got a cousin down there." "She runs a bar." "You know she..." "Oh!" "Oh." "Jug." "Do you only know how to play, or do you know how to shoot?" "You know how to blow music from that?" "Pick it up." "You!" "You don't know how to play." "Try this one." "Take it." "Go on." "Here." "Bravo." "Huh." "Cheyenne." "We thought we'd never make it." "It's all right." "You're right on time." "To bury my escort." "If I'd waited for you, I'd be in jail by now." "Hey." "The gun." "You, uh, interested in fashions, Harmonica?" "I saw three of these dusters a short time ago." "They were waitin' for a train." "Inside the dusters there were three men." "So?" "Inside the men there were three bullets." "That's a crazy story," "Harmonica." "For two reasons." "One... nobody around these parts got the guts to wear those dusters, except Cheyenne's men." "Two..." "Cheyenne's men don't get killed." "That surprise you?" "Yeah." "Well, you know music..." "Hmm." "And you can count... all the way up to two." "All the way up to six if I have to." "And maybe faster than you." "Yeah, go on." "Play, Harmonica." "Play, so you can't bullshit." "Only watch those false notes." "Like so?" "And so this cousin of mine keeps writing me to come on down to New Orleans." ""Come on down, help me with the bar." "Make a pile of money."" "You know, I don't think I'd get along in a big city." "It's too full of fast men and loose women..." "beggin' your pardon, ma'am." "Oh, no." "Now I'm too used to a quiet, simple country life." "He's Timmy." "Yes." "Dear God." "On the day..." "On the very day of your wedding." "Poor little miss." "Missus." "Mrs. McBain." "But we all..." "Oh, but we thought..." "I know." "It was to be a surprise today." "Brett McBain and I were married a month ago... in New Orleans." "I am the resurrection and the life:" "He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:" "Whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die." "Amen." "Mr. Bennett!" "What's he doing here?" "I found this collar on a nail by the door." "You got no way of knowing, but this is as good as a signature." "Cheyenne's hand." "But why?" "Don't worry, Mrs. McBain." "We'll make him tell us before we hang him." "Let's get movin'." "Come on." "Let's go back to Flagstone." "No, Sam." "You go back." "You don't want to stay out here alone." "Why not?" "This is my home." "You know, Wobbles I'm kind of mad at you." "Frank wasn't there." " Ow!" " He sent three friends." "I don't know nothin', I swear." "I only arranged the meeting the way... the way you wanted it." "I don't know why Frank wasn't there." "I swear to you that I..." "'Cause he was at the McBains'." "That's not true." "Cheyenne did that job..." "everyone knows that." "We got proof." "That was always one of Frank's tricks:" "Fakin' evidence." "I don't know." "I swear." "I-I only arranged the meeting." "I swear I don't know nothin'." "Who's there?" "Did you make coffee?" "Make it." "Didn't sleep a wink." "Pack of turds dressed in black rode herd on me the whole damn night." "Yeah, but I left 'em in the middle of the desert." "They're lucky, they'll be home in three days." "I'll do it... and you fix the coffee." "They want to hang me... the big black crows." "Idiots." "What the hell?" "I'll kill anything... never a kid." "Be like killin' a priest." "A Catholic priest, that is." "Yeah, the world is full of people who hate Cheyenne." "You see, I ain't the mean bastard people make out." "Of course, uh... if somebody had in mind to kill me... it fires me up... and a fired-up Cheyenne ain't a nice thing to see, especially for a lady." "But you're too smart to make him mad." "So this here's where I was supposed to do all the killin', hmm?" "Hmm." "Don't seem the place is worth a shit." "Now... if somebody gets dressed up to look like me... so they can hang this thing around my neck," "I don't like it none, but I can understand it." "Hmm." "What I don't understand is the why." "Neither do I." "But I see you looked a lot for the why." "Yeah." "What if there were a whole heap of whys... round, yellow... you know the kind." "You rap 'em on a stone, and they go ding." "Maybe... but I didn't find them." "Hmm." "By the way, do you know anything about a man going around playing a harmonica?" "He's somebody you'd remember." "Instead of talkin', he plays... and when he'd better play, he talks." "You know, ma'am, when you've killed four, it's easy to make it five." "Sure." "You're an expert." "Ma'am, it seems to me you ain't caught the idea." "Of course I have." "I'm here alone in the hands of a bandit who smelled money, and if you want to, you can lay me over the table and amuse yourself, and even call in your men." "Well... no woman ever died from that." "When you're finished, all I'll need will be a tub of boiling water, and I'll be exactly what I was before with just another filthy memory." "You make good coffee, at least?" "Not bad." "Congratulations." "Tell me, was it necessary that you kill all of them?" "I only told you to scare them!" "People scare better when they're dyin'." "Then can you tell me what good was your stupid massacre?" "Now a Mrs. McBain has turned up." "So, I didn't expect that." "It happens in business." "Let's say this is... something we didn't plan on." "I have no time for surprises, Frank." "You know that." "I got on board in sight of the Atlantic, and before my eyes rot," "I want to see the blue of the Pacific outside that window." "I know where you got on board." "I was there, too, remember?" "To, um remove small obstacles from the track, you said." "Well, there were a few but we traveled a long way just the same, and fast." "Even tuberculosis of the bones travels fast." "Don't play the sick man with me, Mr. Morton." "I knew you when you were just barely limping." "I watched that dry rot rise a little more every day." "Any normal man'd put a bullet in his brain, but you... you just..." "got a little more hasty." "Otherwise, you ain't changed any." "I'd say you've changed, Frank... a lot." "You used to take care of certain things personally." "Now... you're keeping in the background." "You'll end up giving orders." "It's because now I don't want to leave you alone too much." "You're going to need somebody more and more every day to stay near you..." " like a friend." " Or like a partner." "Hmm?" "How does it feel sitting behind that desk, Frank?" "It's almost like holdin' a gun... only much more powerful." "You see, staying with you, uh..." "I'm beginning to think big, too." "This McBain business is giving me ideas." "I'm sorry for you," "Frank." "You're doing your best." "You'll never succeed in becoming like me." " Why?" " Because... there are many things you'll never understand." "This is one of them." "You see, Frank, there are many kinds of weapons, and the only one that can stop that is this." "Now, shall we get back to our little problem?" "My weapons might look simple to you, Mr. Morton, but they can still shoot holes big enough for our little problems." "Pretty soon, the widow McBain won't be a problem no more." "You wake up one morning and say, "World, I know you." "From now on, there are no more surprises,"" "and then you happen to meet a man like this who looked like a good man... clear eyes, strong hands... and he wants to marry you... which doesn't happen often, and he says he's rich, too," "which doesn't hurt." "So you think, "To hell with New Orleans." ""Now I'll say yes and go live in the country." ""I wouldn't mind giving him a half a dozen kids after all... take care of a house, do something... what the hell?"" "Well, God rest your soul, Brett McBain... even if he's going to have a job pulling you out of the devil's grip." "Still, I swear he left money around someplace." "If you can find it, you're welcome to it." "Mrs. McBain goes back to civilization minus a husband, and plus a great future." "Hmm." "You deserve better." "The last man who told me that is buried out there." "You know, Jill, you remind me of my mother." "She was the biggest whore in Alameda, and the finest woman that ever lived." "Whoever my father was, for an hour or for a month..." "he must've been a happy man." "Hey." "Hey!" "Ha, Ha!" "Hey!" "What do you want?" "Cheyenne's right." "Once you've killed four, it's easy to make it five." "This isn't the time to leave." "Get me some water." "From the well." "I like my water fresh." "When you hear a strange sound, drop to the ground." "A sound?" "Like what?" "Like that." "He not only plays... he can shoot, too." "Good morning, Mrs. McBain." " What brings you to town?" " Good morning." "Maybe you don't remember, but yesterday at the funeral I..." "I remember very well." "Is there something I can do for you?" "Yes." "See Frank..." "and tell him I know everything." "Why is everybody hounding me about this guy Frank?" "I don't know him." "I never heard of him." "I got my own worries and all I want is to be left in peace." "Tell Frank I want to negotiate with him... personally!" "You were told not to come here for any reason." "Whatever business you have with Frank, keep it far away from here." "Yes, I-I know, Mr. Morton, but when I heard that woman say she knew everything," "I thought that the important thing was for me to come over here right away and tell you about it." "You never thought it wasn't a trick?" "Sure, but you know that I'm mighty careful, Frank." "No one could've followed me." "That's the first thing I learned working for you:" "To listen unseen, and to watch unheard." "Hmm, you should learn to live as if you didn't exist." "You-You've known me a long time, Frank." "You know you can trust me." "Wobbles... how can you trust a man that wears both a belt and suspenders... a man can't even trust his own pants?" "Let's get out of here." "The end of the line." "Yeah." "Get him on board." "Tie him up." "Wait, Frank..." "I..." "So nobody followed you." "No... you gotta believe me." "So this is the way" "I can trust you." "I can explain." "I didn't know that he..." "Get out." "No, no... no, Frank..." "Get out!" "Shh." "Frank, wait..." "I told you to keep quiet." "Where are Logan and Jim, they take care of the woman?" "Someone took care of them." "We found them out at McBain's place." "Stone dead." "And the woman was gone." "Your friends have a high mortality rate," "Frank." "First three, then two." "So you're the one who makes appointments." "And you're the one who doesn't keep 'em." "What do you want?" "Who are you?" "Dave Jenkins." "Dave Jenkins is dead a long time ago." "Calder Benson." "What's your name?" "Benson's dead, too." "You ought to know, Frank, better than anyone." "You killed them." "Who are you?" "Frank!" "The woman." "We're only losing time." "All right." "This time I'll take care of her personally." "Yeah, it ought to be easy for you." "Keep him warm for me." "If he gives you any trouble, hit him." "Not in the mouth..." "he's gotta talk... and plenty." "Meet me at the Navajo cliff." "By the way, I want you to keep an eye on that cripple all the time, understand?" "Sure, Frank." "See anyone?" "No." "There he is!" "You only know how to shoot?" "Or do you know how to cut, too?" "Hey, you." "Wait a minute." "Let's have a good look at you." "Hey..." "Mr. Choo-Choo." "It's easy to find you... bastard." "I don't have to kill you now." "You leave a slime behind you like a snail... two beautiful shiny rails." "There's another bastard, and he's getting further away every minute." "There it is... exactly what your husband ordered from me." "And seeing as how he paid cash on the barrelhead, it all belongs to you." "Oak planks, beach, pine, all first-grade lumber." "And there's beams and foundation pilings, ten kegs of nails, 20 barrels of tar and all these tools." "Maybe he wanted to enlarge the farmhouse." "Enlarge the farmhouse?" "He could've built at least eight of them." "By the way, ma'am," "McBain also ordered this." "Said it was important." "Only... only seems he forgot to tell me what he wanted printed on it." "Station." "How's that again?" "I said print "Station."" "Lookin' for this?" "I've had enough of your butcher tactics." "I know that woman is here." "I don't want any more useless killings." "I'm ready to make a deal for that land... to pay what's necessary." "I don't want to waste any more time." "You made a big mistake, Morton." "When you're not on that train, you look like a turtle out of its shell." "Just funny." "Poor cripple... talking big so nobody will know how scared you are." "I'm here to make a deal, Frank." "I don't have time to compete with you." "Compete?" "Why you..." "You can't even stand on your own feet by yourself." "Is that sufficient to make you feel strong?" "I could squash you like a wormy apple." "Sure..." "but you won't do it, because it's not to..." "your advantage." "Hmm." "Who knows how far you'd have gone with two good legs, huh?" "Help him back to the train." "Keep your eye on him." "Oh, Morton, don't worry about the land." "If you feel like paying for it, you can pay, of course." "Won't make any difference to you, dealing with a new owner." "Cheyenne." "Hey, Cheyenne, there's a square staked out here." "It says "Water Tank."" "Over here, too." "Only it says "Post Office."" "And this one says "Corral."" "And this here "Church."" "What the hell is this?" "Can't you see?" "It's a station... and all around it, a town." "It's Brett McBain's town." "Was he crazy." "Yeah, in a very special way." "An Irishman." "He knew sooner or later, that railroad coming through Flagstone would continue on West." "So he looked over all this country out here... until he found this hunk of desert." "Nobody wanted it." "But he bought it." "Then he tightened his belt, and for years he waited." "Waited for what?" "For the railroad to reach this point." "Aw, but how in the hell could he be sure the railroad would pass through his property?" "Them steam engines can't roll without water, and the only water for 50 miles west of Flagstone is right here, under this land." "Aha." "He was no fool, our dead friend, huh?" "He was going to sell this piece of desert for its weight in gold, wasn't he?" "You don't sell the dream of a lifetime." "Brett McBain wanted his station." "He got the rights to build it." "How do you know all this?" "I saw a document." "It was all in order... seals, signatures, everything." "One thing though..." "in very small print, there is a short clause which says that McBain or his heirs lose all rights if by the time the railroad reaches this point... the station ain't built yet." "Aha." "Speaking of railroads," "I notice the rail gang's already..." "Hey." "I noticed the rail gang's already behind those hills, and before you know it, they're gonna be here." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Listen..." "Harmonica, a town built around a railroad..." "You could make a fortune, huh?" "Hundreds of thousands of dollars." "Hey, more than that." "Thousands of thousands." "They call them millions." "Millions." "Yeah, millions." "I always thought it'd be easy to make a deal with a smart lady." "All you gotta do is..." "Hey, what in the hell are you standing around for?" "!" "But, Chief, what are we supposed to do?" "What are you supposed to do?" "Build a station, idiots!" "Figure it ain't gonna look like much... but it'll be the first thing she sees when she gets back." "If she gets back." "I think..." "Yeah." "I'm beginning to think I might be a little sorry killing you." "You like being alive... hmm?" "And you also like to feel a man's hands all over you." "You like it." "Even if they're the hands of the man who killed your husband." "What a..." "What a little tramp." "Is there anything in the world you wouldn't do to save your skin?" "Nothing, Frank." "Mmm... now I understand why they miss you so much down there in..." "New Orleans." "Great invention..." "the telegraph." "Dit-dit, dit-dah, dit-dit-dit, dit-dah, dit-dit..." "Jill... the brunette?" "My God, all the customers of the most elegant whorehouse on Bourbon Street have been weeping ever since she left." "Say, tell me... did old McBain know?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I bet he did." "He's just the type to marry a whore." "Hey... that's an idea." "I could marry you, and the land'd become mine." "And maybe... you'd make a perfect wife." "It'd be me wouldn't be any good as a husband." "Too bad." "We'll have to think of another solution." "Simpler." "Quicker." "As sheriff of this county" "I've been asked to preside over the sale by auction of all property belonging to Mrs. Jill McBain, here present." "This parcel of land measures 320 acres." "It's free of all encumbrances, liens and mortgages." "This property and all it contains... lock, stock and barrel... will be turned over to the lucky purchaser at the time of sale." "All the contents therein are listed by number on the inventory sheet distributed among you." "The entire property will be sold in block to the highest bidder." "All right, that's clear to everybody." "I declare the auction open." "Now who's going to make the first bid?" "All right, now who's going to make the first bid?" "Two hundred dollars!" "Well, I have an opening bid of $200." "Two hundred dollars." "Do I hear more?" "That stinking' piece of land ain't worth it, old timer." "Well, come on, my friends. $200?" "The livestock alone is worth twice that much." "Well..." "Who's going to bid $300?" "Now look, friends," "I realize we're not offering California here, but $200 is damn little for all that property." "Ladies and gentlemen," "I wouldn't even take $200 as a deposit." "Well, nobody's going to bid it up." "You sure you wouldn't want to set a minimum price?" "I wish I were wrong, Mrs. McBain, but you're liable to end up selling the place for a plate of beans." "All I want is to sell." "He looks sad, huh?" "If you say so." "How many?" "One card." "And one for me." "Dealer takes three." "Can I... can I take a hand?" "Fifteen." "Yeah, sit down." "I'll deal." "How do you, uh... how do you play this game, Mr. Morton?" "It's very simple." "As long as you use your head, you never lose." "Five hundred dollars." "Hmm." "Five hundred dollars." "Mm-hmm." "Do I hear any other bids?" "I don't think so." "I'm sorry, Mrs. McBain, but..." "I think I'm gonna have to knock down on that last bid." "Five hundred, once..." "Five hundred dollars, twice..." "Five hundred dollars..." "Five thousand dollars." "You said $5,000?" "It's on its way." " That's Cheyenne." " It's Cheyenne." "The reward for this man is $5,000, that right?" "Judas was content with $4,970 less." "There were no dollars in them days." "Mm." "But sons of bitches, yeah." "Hey, wait a minute." "The jail's that way." "Yeah, I know." "Yeah, but, uh, you're going to the railroad station." "I'm sending you to Yuma, Cheyenne." "They got a modern jail there." "It's got more walls, more bars... more guards." "Oh, you'll like it..." "in 20 years." "You'll see." "Whoa!" "Hey-hey!" "Two tickets, amigo, to the next station." "One-way only." "Mm." "Here's to you, and congratulations." "You've got yourself a good deal." "Oh, the auction." "Forget it." "I don't invest in land." "You don't look at all like the noble defender of poor, defenseless widows." "But then again..." "I don't look like a poor, defenseless widow." "Cheyenne's right..." "you're a remarkable woman." "And you're a remarkable man... but you have something on your mind." "And you've got something on your mind." "Hot water." "A bathtub full of hot water." "I think it's time I filled that bathtub." "Who are you?" "Jim Cooper." "Chuck Youngblood." "More dead men." "They were all alive until they met you, Frank." "You paid $5,000 for somethin' belongs to me." "Five thousand... plus one." "You got a right to make a profit, too." "I wouldn't take too long thinking about it if I were you." "You've got yourself into something's bigger than you are." "You got a chance to get out easy, you better take it." "You sound like a real businessman, Frank." "Being with Mr. Morton has done you a lot of good." "And you've learned some new methods." "Yeah, Mr. Morton is showing you a lot of new ways." "Even though you haven't given up the old ones." "Pick any method you like, just make the deal." "Which deal, Frank?" "We have more than one, you and me." "Well, we can... lump 'em together into one bundle, settle all of them here and now." "Easy, Frank." "Easy." "You gotta learn not to push things." "Taking it easy is the first thing a businessman should do." "I got an idea Mr. Morton can teach you a lot more." "How much?" "One dollar." "Giddy-up." "Giddy-up." "I could swear we're going to have that strange sound." "Right now." "Time sure flies." "It's already past 12:00." "But... but they were his men." "Yeah." "And they tried to kill him." "They must've found somebody who pays better." "And you... you saved his life." "I didn't let them kill him and that's not the same thing." "Sure." "It's not the same thing." "You get dressed." "It's time to go home." "Did you make coffee?" "This time I did." "Good." "My mother used to make coffee this way... hot, strong... and good." " Cheyenne." " Huh?" "What's he waiting for out there?" "What's he doing?" "He's whittlin' on a piece of wood." "I got a feeling, when he stops whittling, something's gonna happen." "Surprised to see me here?" "I knew you'd come." "Morton once told me I could never be like him." "Now I understand why." "Wouldn't have bothered him knowing you were around somewhere alive." "So you found out you're not a businessman after all." "Just a man." "An ancient race." "Other Mortons will be along, and they'll kill it off." "The future don't matter to us." "Nothing matters now..." "not the land, not the money, not the woman." "I came here to see you." "'Cause I know that now you'll tell me what you're after." "Only at the point of dying." "I know." "I heated some water for you." "I also found a razor." "Put it there, please... so I can watch the railroad move up while I shave." "You know what?" "If I was you," "I'd go down there and give those boys a drink." "Can't imagine how happy it makes a man to see a woman like you." "Just to look at her." "And if one of them should, uh, pat your behind... just make believe it's nothing." "They earned it." "Keep your lovin' brother happy." "Who-who are you?" "Hey... you're sort of a handsome man." "But I'm not the right man." "And neither is he." "Maybe not..." "but it doesn't matter." "You don't understand, Jill." "People like that have something inside... something to do with death." "That fella lives, he'll come in through that door, pick up his gear and say adios." "It would be nice to see this town grow." "Now I gotta go." "It's gonna be a beautiful town..." "Sweetwater." "I hope you'll come back someday." "Someday." "Yeah..." "I gotta go, too." "Make believe it's nothing." "Sorry, Harmonica, I gotta stay here." "Who?" "I ran into Mr. Choo-Choo." "I didn't count on that half-man from the train." "He got scared." "Hey, Harmonica, when they do you in, pray it's somebody who knows where to shoot." "Go away." "Go away." "Go away." "I don't want you to see me die." "5@y3"