To sunshine and shadow, from darkness till noon.
Over mountains that reach from the sky.
He in the washroom.
He shaved.
He cleans up.
We're made, Sheriff.
Just till I find out which side you're on, Cole.
Why do you mean?
I heard you were working for Bart Jason.
Well, nothing's set yet.
He offered me good money, but I haven't found out
what I have to do to earn it.
Would you like to hear?
Yeah.
Go ahead.
Cole, that's about close enough to that gun.
I just wanted to see if you slowed down any.
Not that much.
What were you saying about Jason?
Well, he showed up here around the end of the war
with a pocket full of money.
Nobody seems to be able to find out where he got it from,
but everybody else around here was broke.
You know how it was then.
Yeah, all over Texas.
Well, having money, he started to grow.
Now he can't grow any bigger until he gets more water.
There's only one place to get it.
Trouble is, somebody was there ahead of them,
about 20 years ahead.
A man named Kevin McDonald got here
when there was nothing but Indians and coyotes.
Mr. McDonald's got four boys and a girl,
and they've all worked real hard.
They hung together through all the rough times,
and now that things are beginning to look up,
McDonald's have no mind to sell.
So he's holding, and Jason's pushing,
and I'm standing right in the middle.
It's not the way I was told to me.
That's the way it is cool.
I guess you're supposed to take care of me.
Well, not that I couldn't do it here,
but I don't think I'd like that.
I'm glad to hear you say that.
Not that I couldn't handle you,
but I don't think I'd like that either.
Suppose I tell Jason that I had a long talk with you,
and you scared me off.
Good enough?
Good enough.
Well, you can put that thing down now.
There's something familiar about that gun.
I just had it fixed up the way you had yours.
You got lucky with it. I thought I'd try it.
Ha!
Knock, knock, knock.
Cole Barton, you decent, you better be,
because I'm coming in.
Oh, it's good to see you.
You know, when they told me you were here,
I didn't believe them.
I thought you'd forgotten all about me.
I thought that...
oh, hi, JP.
Ha!
What's so funny?
This whole thing.
Ha!
Do you know what she's laughing about?
I gather you knew him before you knew me.
Before you, I knew her when she was a kid.
Didn't you know that, JP?
I know you never mentioned that.
Up until now, I thought she had good taste.
And up until now, I thought she had good taste.
I'm awful glad you two are friends.
We may not be when we think this thing over.
If you aren't, I'm through with both of you.
You know something, Cole.
I think we better get ourselves a new girl.
Yeah.
You better not.
Why not?
I'm girl enough for both. I'll be safe.
Can I buy you a drink?
Well, I'd like that very much, but...
I promised JP I'd do something for him.
Didn't I?
Yes, you did.
Of course, if you want to do my errands.
No, you do your own work, Cole.
Would you buy us that drink a couple of hours in now?
Yeah, sure will.
Where is this Bart Jason's place?
Well, you take the main road north out of town,
and after you cross the creek, you come to a big rock.
Big rock?
That's right.
That's McDonald's Boundary.
McDonald's?
Yeah.
You ride east from there about three miles,
and you get to Bart Jason's ranch.
Marty, remember, I'm coming back.
Oh, I left some things, uh...
I'll take care of it.
Thanks.
You mad at me, JP?
You know better than that, Marty.
You must like that man.
Can we tell you about him?
You don't have to tell me about Cole.
I know I don't. That's why I want to.
I met Cole right after my husband was killed.
I did tell you that.
Yeah, you told me.
Well, there I was stranded.
A gambler's widow, not a chip to my name.
Cole was awful good to me.
Gave me a steak, helped me get on my feet.
Never would take ya.
I don't know, JP.
With Cole and me, I guess it's, uh...
I'll always think of him as a...
He's a top-hand.
I guess so.
Yeah, well, Cole always was pretty lucky.
Have you known him a long time?
Yeah, I've known him a long time, since before the war.
We've, uh, we've traveled some together.
Sure, I know what that means.
That means either you saved his life,
or he saved yours or both.
And neither one of you will talk about it.
Men.
Would you like to set the music, Marty,
or the full orchestra?
I'll see you, Marty.
Hey, don't forget to come back.
Well, I'm certainly not going to leave you alone with him.
You're not a friend.
Doc wanted you to know, just tell ya to be careful.
Joey, get out the West Park and tell Jared to get...
Look! Fire's shot in the air.
Bart Jason, I've been expecting ya.
Get off your horse and make yourself comfortable.
I won't be here long enough for that.
Here's what's left of your expense money.
Sorry about the rest of it, but that's a chance you take.
I've decided against working for ya.
Before you even talked about it?
No, you wouldn't do that.
You must have talked to somebody.
I did, the sheriff.
His story is a little different from yours.
Well, perhaps the law doesn't quite see it my way.
Since when did hired guns get choosy?
You're paid to take...
I'm paid to rest my neck.
And I'll decide where and when I'll do it.
This isn't it.
You know, Thornton, I've got an idea.
You just don't want to go up against Sheriff JP Harrah.
You know, you're just about right.
You think he's that good?
I tell ya he's that good.
And Mr. Jason, I see you don't wear a gun.
So I guess you always hire a gun.
So I'll give you a little piece of advice.
If this bunch is all you've got,
don't tangle with Harrah,
because they don't look tough enough to me
to stomp a stringy jack rather.
No, Thornton.
If that's the way you think, I don't want you.
Well, that's good enough.
Hey, fancy vest!
Go ahead and pull that rifle if you want to.
But you better speak to your boss before you use it,
because he'll be dead before I hit the ground.
Don't be a damn fool, Joe.
Get over there and stand with the others where they can see you.
I'll remember what you said, Mr. Thornton.
You do that!
I'm shooting no more, mister.
Please.
Let me have a look at it.
It's bad, isn't it?
It isn't good.
My insides feel like they're on fire.
Maybe I can make you more comfortable.
No, don't touch me. Please don't.
What's your name, son?
McDonald.
Luke McDonald.
I can't stand it.
Kevin McDonald's boy?
One of them.
Well, I'm gonna have to get you home.
No, no, don't move me.
Please don't move me.
It's no use.
I knew it ain't no use.
Pa told me.
Just don't touch me.
Well, they were two shots, Pa.
I heard him.
Well, Luke ought to be back by now.
I know that.
Pa, Luke could be in bad trouble.
If he is, we won't be any help to him now.
He went there to warn us.
He's warned us.
Better off here for this and cover.
So, I found a good place inside that shed.
Jose and Miguel, go with him.
Danny, if you leave back, come here.
Over behind that wall.
Get in the house.
Matt, we'll wait inside.
All right, Pa.
Matt, go over that window.
Don't do anything about Jose.
Mountain, get your boy.
He's dead.
Jose, Miguel, get him down from there.
Luke, he's been killed.
I'm waiting to hear what happened.
Well, I'll tell you what happened.
You left a boy out there to do a man's job.
He went to sleep.
When I came by, he woke up, jumped up,
and started firing his gun.
All I saw was somebody shooting at me from the rocks.
Cole Thornton?
Yes, ma'am.
I don't believe you.
Well, I don't care much, miss, whether you do or not.
Pa's handling this. Just wait.
Get in the house, girl.
He said he was asleep.
How do you know he was asleep?
He told me that.
He told me his name.
That's how I knew where to bring him.
And he said you told him one heavens to a man that's gutshot.
How he hasn't got much of a chance.
Did you tell him that?
Yeah, I told him that.
Well, then you're partly to blame.
You'll find two bullets in him.
One of them's mine.
He was hurt and worsened.
He could stand.
Had a handgun that I didn't see.
Any more questions you want to ask?
No.
I guess you're telling the truth.
I guess if you weren't, you wouldn't ever brought him here.
I'm much obliged to you for that.
You don't help much.
I reckon you won't shoot any more little boys, mister.
Next time you shoot somebody,
don't go near them till you're sure they're dead.
I don't know why you are still alive.
I don't know how I missed you from that range.
You didn't miss.
Now get out of here.
Putting me to sleep.
You better hold him, Marty. Don't let him move too sudden.
He'll be waking up now.
It's all right, Cole. It's Marty.
The name's Miller.
Some people call me a doctor and some other things,
but I'm the only one in town.
Did you get the bullet out?
Nope.
Well, then...
Why this bandage? Let's get to it.
I can't.
Why not?
Because I'm not good enough.
That bullet's right up against your spine.
If I go hacking around in there to get it,
I'll only finish what somebody else started.
So what happens?
Well, you'll heal all right,
but when you get to a big town,
find a doctor who knows more than I do.
One of them newfangled squirts.
They'll fix you up in no time.
But don't wait too long to do it.
Any chance of getting some coffee
or a shot of whiskey around here?
Linda.
Linda, bring both of them.
A doctor, can he be moved?
Oh, sure, in a couple of hours,
but don't go bouncing him around.
He can stay here. I'll...
I'll make him comfortable.
Well, I've got a fine bed over at my place.
It's narrow, and it's hard, and it's uncomfortable,
but you won't get bounced around.
Always announces arrival that way?
Same way. Different to him. You better let him in.
What's that you're blowing, Bull?
Advance or retreat? Mary won.
Couldn't let one of General Hood's Texas cavalry boys
go away without playing goodbye.
Who's going away?
Cole's lighting out. He's leaving tonight.
You got any objections, Doc? I don't want to hear them.
I'm glad to get you off my hands.
Where are you going?
Sonora.
Folks down there got a silver mine.
A little trouble.
Think I might be of help.
Well, it'll bring along a little red eye
in case the sheriff runs out.
Somehow, I reckon he has.
Been here a long time. Nobody's offered me a drink.
Well, why didn't you speak up, Bull?
I thought you'd never ask.
More to get him a glass, will you?
Well, what did we drink to first?
More to watch your outfit.
I guess I should have told you.
Go. Sometimes you...
I was hoping to see you alone before you left.
It's better this way, Marty.
Come back, will you?
I will, when...
When you can forget Luke McDonald?
When you can look at the other McDonalds
and not feel you owe them?
Pretty wise for a kid, Marty.
I think you must be the only person
who thinks of me as a kid, Cole.
I reckon I really don't.
Please don't.
I'll see you, Marty.
You're living?
Golly, Cole.
It sure is good to see you.
What sheriff had to hire you for a deputy?
You're looking at him. Hi, you, Cole.
Todd Draper.
The last time I saw you, too,
you were ten jumps ahead of a posse
raising dots for Mexico.
Hey, heard you got shot.
Yeah, but that was six or seven months ago.
How about supper?
I'll buy you a beer, too.
We'd like to, but we're working men.
How about that canteen up the street?
Good place to eat?
Good as any. You sticking around?
They are, too.
Well, we'll see you later, Cole.
Oh, ¿quién le está ganando?
Hey, uh...
Señoras, take something to eat.
Sí, señor.
Right away.
Something to drink, no, sir.
Come on over.
Señor Hueco.
Early hanging.
Yeah.
You want something from me?
You don't remember me, do you?
You remember this hat?
Well, why in the hill would I remember a hat?
You killed a man that was wearing it.
Ladies.
Sí, señor.
Just who was this fella I killed, a friend of yours?
Yeah, I guess you could say that.
When did I do this, boy?
Two years ago.
Come September.
You and three others.
Not just under the hill on the Mississippi.
It was a gambler named Johnny Diamond.
And he was kind of an old man.
Shouldn't have taken for you.
Do you remember, Charlie?
Yeah, I remember. He was a card sharp. He is cheating.
No. No, he was good.
He didn't have to cheat.
They really shouldn't have taken for you, Charlie.
No, it shouldn't have.
Well, I'm sure glad you remember Mr. Higgin.
The other three did.
The other three?
Yeah.
I caught up with them.
You're the last.
Now I think you better stand up.
Stand up, Charlie.
I'm curious to see how he does this.
He doesn't have a gun.
And like he said, he shouldn't have taken for you.
You were the hat.
You killed Charlie because he killed your friend, right?
That's right.
Well, it happens, Charlie was a good friend of mine.
So let's see if he can do that trick twice.
I'd let it drop, friend.
Me? You.
I hope you don't mind.
It always seems to take more than one, doesn't it?
It's because they're no good.
Pick up your gun.
What?
You want to try again now?
Pick up your gun.
Against him or you?
Me first.
Why should you go first?
Pick it up.
Just a second.
Tell me about it later.
I'll tell you now.
Shut up. Go on.
You were plenty willing when you had a kid.
Hold it.
Don't get mad, mister.
Before you start anything,
I can't afford to lose another man.
You promise to take Melt's place?
You've got a lot of faith in me, don't you, Melt's?
Faith can move mountains, Melt.
But it can't beat a faster draw.
There's only three men I know of.
His kind of speed.
One's dead.
The other's me.
And the third is Cole Thornton.
Here's the fourth.
Which one of you?
I'm Thornton.
Aren't you glad you didn't try, Melt?
Pick up your guns.
Both of you.
Real easy.
Like he said, real easy.
And take him out of here.
Thornton, I'd like to talk to you.
I'm Nelson McLeod.
I thought so.
Pretty far off your range, aren't you?
A little. Can I buy you a drink?
Why not?
You too.
Glasses.
You working out, Thornton?
No.
Is that all right with music playing now, senor?
Yeah, sure.
Muchachos, music.
You say you're not working.
What do you say if I try to hire you on?
First I'd ask about the money.
Money's good.
And then I'd ask about the job.
Well, good evening.
Thanks for the drink, gentlemen.
Just a minute, son.
I am not your son.
My name is Alan Thadillion Trahearn.
Lord Almighty.
Yeah.
Well, that's why most people call me Mississippi.
Mississippi?
I was born on a river in a flat boat.
You're pretty good with that knife.
Can you use a gun?
Well, if I could, I'd be using one.
Good evening.
Just a minute, Mississippi.
Would you mind telling me why you have such a great passion
for my company?
Well, you just relaxed for a couple of minutes.
You were telling me about the job.
It's a little range war up in the El Dorado country.
El Dorado?
Mind telling me who hired you?
Fell only in Bork, Jason.
Do you know him?
Who you met?
He offered me the job a few months back.
I didn't take it.
Ah.
You know who you're going up against?
Yeah.
The sheriff.
JP Harrod.
I understand he used to be pretty good with a gun.
Not just pretty good, McLeod.
He's the fourth man you were telling me about.
That's right.
Well, he used to be.
He's not anymore.
Well, what happened?
What usually happens to a man, a woman.
It seems like he tangled with some wandering petticoat.
He's been drunk ever since.
You figured to move in before he sobers up
or they get a new sheriff.
And you're not coming in?
No.
I suppose you have your reasons.
It's probably just as well.
Too like us in the same bunch.
Sooner or later, we'd have to find out which one of us
was faster.
Yeah.
I guess you're right.
So long, Thornton.
Oh, uh...
I thought we were going.
Mississippi, just listen.
McLeod, would you like to walk out that door first?
Head of us?
Nope.
I don't believe I would.
I didn't think so.
Pedro, Milch, can you hear me?
Where are you here yet?
I'm coming out.
Where are you?
Over here.
Come on out.
Drop your guns inside.
Mississippi, get their guns.
It's all right with you, McLeod.
We'll, uh, drop them at the sheriff's office
and your boys can pick them up on their way out of town.
Sounds reasonable.
Much obliged.
Call it professional courtesy.
Want to get something to eat, Mississippi?
Mr. Thornton.
I would have walked right out here.
I can do those two fellas if you hadn't stopped me.
I asked you if you were hungry.
I'm trying to thank you.
I'm hungry.
That chivalry you put on in there interrupted my supper.
War out our welcome.
Now we'll have to find someplace else to eat.
Now?
Now.
Que queres más?
Huh, what?
She wants to know if you want something else.
Uh, just, uh, coffee.
Coffee.
Coffee, por favor.
Now, very hungry, huh?
No, not so much.
Little green around the gill.
Yeah.
I just finished something tonight.
I've been two years doing.
What do you figure on doing next?
Back to the river?
I haven't thought much about what I'm gonna do next.
And the river won't be the same without old.
Well, if you're gonna stay around here,
I got two pieces of advice for you.
Get rid of that hat.
Learn how to use a gun.
I don't figure on getting rid of that hat.
No?
No.
Johnny Diamond, he's the friend I, uh, the,
the man that raised me.
All he left behind was a go-watching his hat.
And to sell that go-watching your so-back.
So, I guess I'll just hang on to that hat.
What about learning to use a gun?
Johnny didn't believe in guns.
He always thought that.
He's dead.
Think about that.
Unless you can learn to stay out of trouble.
That's one thing even old Johnny couldn't teach me to do.
Well, I'll be moving along.
Good luck to you.
Uh, you don't suppose I could ride along with you?
Nope.
That's plain enough.
Well, I hope everything works out all right.
What works out?
Whatever it is you're gonna do.
Well, favor the meal, will you?
So long.
You almost got shot.
Hey, you fall off your horse.
Yeah.
You hurt?
No.
Well, there's something to matter with you.
Look, I got a bullet in my back.
Sometimes it presses against something,
and I get a scream in pain, and then there's nothing.
It goes numb, and I can't use this hand.
How long does that last?
Just for a while.
Why are you following me?
Well, I, uh, I got to thinking about what you're gonna do.
And just what am I gonna do?
Well, you're going to a town, El Dorado,
and help your friend against a cloud and his bunch.
How do you know he's my friend?
I'd look on your face when you heard he turned into a drunk.
Well, this thing's wearing off.
Give me your hand up on my horse.
I'm sure your friend's worth helping.
You just spent two years chasing some fellas
that killed a friend of yours.
You think your friend was worth two years?
I guess I asked a fool question.
And you did.
Slow them down.
I was wondering, just how good is this McLeod?
I don't know firsthand, but...
they say he's one of the best.
I figure he'd be pretty mad.
You turning him down and showing up on the other side.
I obvious.
How come?
Well, in his business, hasn't got a right to get mad.
He gets mad, he's not so good.
So the matter he gets, the better I like it.
Sure wish I was there to see that.
Why do you want to keep sticking your nose in this?
Maybe I could help.
You saved my life two times.
But I'm gonna be too busy to keep doing that.
You can't even use a gun.
You could teach me.
I need somebody to teach me.
Donnie Diamond always told me to get the best.
Well, he was right there.
But you're not going to El Dorado.
Oh, I'm not, huh?
No, you're not.
I'm not.
Ha.
Galey Bedite.
A gallant knight.
In sunshine and in shadow.
Had journeyed long...
What's that all about?
Just a poem.
One of Johnny Diamond's favorites.
Let's see.
Galey Bedite, a gallant knight.
In sunshine and in shadow.
Had journeyed long, singing a song
in search of El Dorado.
Over the mountains of the moon
down the valley of the shadow
ride, bully ride.
Always like that poem, too.
Makes me wanna...
ride, bully ride.
Well, I don't work out that way.
I'm learning that.
Oh, let go, geez.
Of course.
Have you always given people orders?
They'll learn to shoot.
Oh, hold it, Mississippi.
That's no way to use a handgun.
You've got to draw on fire,
and you better be quicker than somebody else
is doing the same thing, like this.
How's that?
Were you aiming at that cholla?
No, the place you were shooting at.
I'm afraid it's useless.
Well, we'll be passing through Cuervo.
I'll have a talk with the Swede.
Who's the Swede?
An old friend of mine.
A gunsman.
Ah, Swede, good to see you.
What brings you around here?
Well, I'm looking for a gun for a...
Oh, they can't shoot in Mississippi.
Swede Larson.
Can you help us out?
Yeah, huh.
I think I got just begun.
Well, good.
How wide will that shot spread?
I mean, how big a pattern.
I don't know.
The fella who used it before,
he couldn't see too good.
He just shoot where he hears somebody talk.
What happened to him?
He has a fight in the saloon.
The piano player, he makes so much noise,
he couldn't hear the other man,
so he just shoot the piano player,
and they hung him.
That looks pretty good to me.
Shoot good, too.
How about ammunition?
Four or five foxes ought to be enough.
Good.
Well, Mississippi looks like what you need.
Yeah, sure is.
Pay the man.
Swede.
Cole, you come back soon.
Likely spotted.
Try that new gun.
Or that cactus.
Can't mess with that.
Come here, Del Dorado.
Yes, a girl.
Don't you think I could know a girl?
Always make you mad, don't I?
Mostly.
Yes, yeah, this is it.
Muddy, keep it quiet.
I've got to talk to you.
I'll let you in.
Keep your eyes open.
Oh, you sure picked the darndest times to...
Who's your friend?
My name is Alan Badillion-Traher.
Just calling Mississippi for no.
Hi, Mississippi.
You stay out here and watch.
Couldn't I...
No.
Cole, I'm so glad to see you.
I got so many things to tell you.
And Muddy, there's a lot of things I ought to say to you,
but first, I've got to have some answers.
Are there any strangers in town?
No, no, I'd have known if there were.
Well, this one you'd have noticed.
He's a dark, thin-faced man with a scar here in a moral dye.
Nelson McLeod.
Nelson, I've heard of him.
Should have had four or five riders with him.
He's not here yet.
Well, good.
At least we beat them in.
Now, about JP.
Want the whole story?
Just don't make it too long.
Yeah.
After you left,
I didn't see much of him.
Oh, he had dropped in for a drink once in a while.
I guess he was lonely.
One day, a girl came into town,
just stepped off the stage,
and, well, you know how kind he was.
Yeah, she probably had big, sad eyes
and a long, sad story.
That's his type.
Yeah, she was no good.
I tried to tell him, so did others.
But were told, and he knocked Bull down.
So JP had found out the hard way.
She ran off with the drummer.
He's not been sober since.
It's been about two months.
Well, that he's going to have to get over in a hurry.
Is he or to jail?
He's still sheriff though.
I don't know why.
Well, we almost...
Oh, have you got a room for Mississippian?
Sure.
Hey, have you eaten anything lately?
No.
I'll have something ready for you when you get back.
I'm glad you're here.
Don't tell anybody your sauce.
What's that?
You know a girl.
Boys, you can come now.
Unless you got some business here.
I sure have got business here, Bull.
Cole Thornton.
That means it's dark.
I might have spotted you.
I might have any have.
I hadn't been trying to figure out
what the other fella there's got on top of his head.
It's called a hat.
Well, I'll have to take your word for it.
It's a friend of mine.
They call him Mississippian.
Glad to know you.
Well, glad you're here, Cole.
Friend of Sheriff ain't so good.
I just talked to Morty.
He's back there sleeping.
Being just how you've known him longer than I have,
you know enough to be careful how you wake him up.
Because he's a bad one when he's drinking.
He ain't put that stopper back in that bottle in the coon's age.
Yeah, I know.
You got some place where you can put these horses under cover?
Sure.
Give me a hand, Mississippian.
Oh, Bull.
I did assume everybody didn't know we were back in town yet.
What's up? Something to win?
Jason's starting some more trouble.
Ain't surprised.
I got an itch on the back of my neck
like I used to get when it came out.
He was around and he couldn't see.
I'm looking at a tin star with a drunk pin on it.
Cold thoughts.
You won't feel it.
Fast way to sober a man up.
A bunch of howlin' engines out for hair
do it quicker than anything I know.
Johnny Dabin had a recipe.
Let's see.
Cayenne pepper.
Mustard to hot kind.
Ipacac.
Acetfetida.
The oil of cloves or was it...
No, it was croton oil.
Croton oil?
Bull, I'll be a suck-egg-mew.
You know what that mixture'll do to a fella?
A guarantee to kill a cure.
Bull, you know where you could get that stuff this time of night?
Greener's stored, have it.
May I have to wake him up?
Go on with it, Mississippian.
Make sure he doesn't forget anything.
Look, I told...
Aren't you gonna get that stuff?
Well, he's all right.
Just get it before he wakes up again.
Sure.
Ipacac, mustard, cayenne.
It leaves us asafetida.
Are you sure that Johnny Dabin wasn't an embalmer?
Here's your gunpowder.
Gunpowder?
Yep. Mississippian remembered it on the way to the store.
Put it in, bro.
All of it?
Uh-huh, all of it.
I hope you don't blow him up.
Yep. He looks done.
Well, let's get it into him.
Well, you sit on his legs.
Cope him down his arms.
Don't worry about us.
Just get a hold of his nose.
If he can't breathe, he'll have to swallow.
Give him an extra one for me.
All down.
Let's get out of here.
Lock him in.
Yeah, Mississippian.
How's our friend?
Uh, near Pete.
Not even moved, not one twist in the last two hours.
You reckon it'll be all right, Cole?
Better ask Mississippian. It's his concoction.
I don't know how all right'll be,
but he won't be drinking anything for a little while.
I can tell you that.
How come?
It does something to a man's stomach,
so it naturally won't hold any liquor.
You sure of that?
Sure, I'm sure.
I'm giving his human.
Well, he's human all right.
He's got to be.
No other quitter on earth would make such a fool of itself.
Hey, Cole.
Come open this door.
He's still drunk.
Open it yourself. It ain't even locked.
My dear good friends.
You dirty lousy rotten sheep hurting.
What did you do to me?
What did you give me?
I'm all crawling inside.
Just hang on, Sheriff.
It'll fetch you around.
Who are you?
We met last night.
Last night? What was that?
All right, come on. Bull, where is it?
Top drawer, your desk.
Nobody gonna try to stop me.
Nobody.
That's a good thing.
Bart Jason just brought his outfit into town.
Could be to meet McLean.
Yeah, could be.
You going to tell the sheriff?
No, let him sleep.
Here comes some more of them.
Who are those people that says come in?
McDonald's.
They come to town every Saturday afternoon.
This is one Saturday I wish they had.
Bull, wouldn't it be a good idea
if you hung around where the McDonald's are?
Yeah, I guess it better.
Kind of watch out for them.
We'll keep an eye on our friend across the street.
If there's any trouble down my way and I need you,
I'll toot my bugle and you come running.
Toot my bugle.
Hello, Jake.
Can you see a little clearer from here?
Hey, Cole.
How long you been here?
Got in last night.
Did we have a fight or something?
Or something.
Well, uh, what are you doing here, Cole?
Why are you here?
Waiting for a fella.
Name's Nelson McLeod.
Oh, Nelson McLeod with the...
That one. Want some coffee?
No, I don't.
I met him down there at the border.
Said he wanted me to work with him on a job.
Range war.
But he said it'd be easy.
All we had to worry about was a drunken sheriff.
Sure you don't want some coffee?
He was working for Jason.
That's what he said.
Well...
I turned the job down.
Well, then, uh, then why are you here, Cole?
I owe the McDonald's.
Is that enough?
Yeah, that's, uh...
That's... that's plenty, Cole.
I told Bull to throw it away.
Now, would you like a cup of coffee?
No, I don't want any coffee.
Cole, I want a drink.
Can't you see it? I've got to have it.
Oh, go get one.
Where's my hat?
This yours.
Who are you?
We met last night and again this morning.
Now, uh, is this your hat?
No, it's not my hat, but it'll do.
Mr. Whistler.
Good evening, Sheriff.
There you are.
That's my cloud, all right.
I'm glad to see you. I've been waiting for you.
Got some boys with me here.
Hello, honey.
Now, this is a good time to introduce you to the man I wanted you to meet.
Sheriff.
This is Nelson McLeod.
The cloud, this is JP Harrah.
The sheriff of El Dorado.
He's the man who's responsible for keeping order in this town.
Here you are, Sheriff.
He's just getting his evening bottle.
Don't you think you better get out of the middle of the street?
Right in front of the cloud, they just laughed at me.
I've been laughing at you
for a couple of months.
You just haven't been sober enough to hear it.
They'll laugh no more.
I'll show them.
What's that?
Bull.
Need some help?
What is it?
Wait a minute. Now, wait for...
Wait for me!
Why?
Seems like you're always around, Thornton,
when one of my boys get hurt.
How is he?
He's alive.
Joe is going for the doctor.
Who did it?
Matt, you and Jared. What happened?
There was three adjacent men.
They came up behind us. One of them took my gun.
Then they started calling Jared names.
When he turned around, one of them grabbed his arm,
the other one shot him.
And then they ran away.
What do they look like?
I know what they look like.
One of them was tall, one of them was short,
and one of them had a bad leg.
Let's go find him.
Just a minute.
You're not gonna go find anybody.
Well, look who's here.
You're a little late, ain't you?
Yeah, what'd you do? Stop off for a drink?
All right, I'm late. I may be too late.
But that's no reason for the rest of you to get gunned down.
Why do you say that?
Because you're outclassed.
Sheriff's right.
Jason said you beat ever since Nelson McLeod
and those four gunmen rode in.
Nelson McLeod?
Jason's been waiting for him.
You go up against him.
Now you'll be doing just what Jason wants you to do.
What do you expect us to do?
Why don't you ask the sheriff?
The sheriff?
You think I'm gonna wait on him?
Just give me an hour, McDonald.
You can wait that long to die.
You backing him up, Thornton?
No, he's not.
Let's say I'm on your side
and this is no job for amateurs.
You run down this street and turn left.
Too many for one man to take after.
Now, if I was you, I wouldn't be too old,
fired and hurried to go up that street.
Them fellas actually just like to
wanted somebody to follow them.
I've seen engines act like that.
Well, I'm going down this side.
What are you doing here?
I'm going down the other side.
Well, remember I didn't ask you.
Come on, won't you follow me?
Not too close now.
It's in your order.
No, please don't turn around.
It'd be better if no one sees me talking to you.
Nancy said me.
You said that you look for three men?
That's right.
One walks with a leg, which is not good.
Another is very tall.
They're the ones.
They ran over there to the old church.
They have not come out yet.
They have watched.
Thank you.
No, you do not need to thank me.
I do not like Bart Jason or his men.
Thanks again.
What kept you?
Talk to a girl. She said she saw the men.
A girl?
Well, don't you think I can know a girl?
She said she saw the men we want run up that street to the old church.
She said they were still there.
They're still there?
Yes, sir.
Oh, we can find out.
Jake, me.
The church.
What are you going to do, Sheriff?
You're no closer.
Sure, I'll show you.
George.
Let's make some music.
Well, yes and no.
Yes and no.
What do you mean? Did you or didn't you?
I hit the sign and the sign hit him.
That's great.
He was limping when he left.
He was limping when he got here.
That's Saloon up the street.
Jesus.
You ask me one more time what I'm going to do next
to help me, Cola.
I'm just going to flat quit and leave
the whole thing in your hands.
Here, give me that.
I'll be here all winter.
Guess I'm going to have to go in after him.
You know who'll be in there, don't you?
Well, there's two men I got to get.
Two men?
There's the man that shot the McDonald kid
and the man that sent him out to do it.
Bart Jason.
That's right.
I was wondering when you'd get around to that.
Look, Cole, I may be a drunk.
I may not be able to load my own gun.
But I don't need you to tell me how to do my job.
I just hope you're good enough.
So do I.
Well, look here.
I'm going to go around the back.
You walk along that side of the street.
You know, they got somebody posted outside.
You walk right on up to the jailhouse
and just wave to me, won't you?
You're going to need this.
Yeah, but...
Watch it the way you're handshaking.
Don't let it get near the trigger.
Now, don't you get on me, boy.
I ain't started yet.
This is really going to be something safe.
Who the hell are you?
Now, wait a minute, JP.
He's a little green.
The fellow you're after has got a bad leg.
You being fair?
What do you mean?
Letting him go in there?
Well, I'd hate to be the one to try and stop him.
They will laugh at him, Mississippi.
I will make the difference.
If you have to use that thing,
make sure which way it's pointed.
Yes, Sheriff.
I want two things.
First of all, I want to get the man that just came in here.
Nobody came in here.
You just stay away from that gun now.
We'll whip the other end of the bar.
They decided to take a hand after all.
Never figured it any other way.
Mississippi, keep that gun pointed right at this table.
Both barrels.
Go ahead, JP.
You said that nobody came in here?
That's right. Nobody came in.
Then how come there's a trail of blood leading right up to that table?
Joe, you're playing a lot of sour notes on that piano.
I know I am.
You look very happy.
I'm certainly not.
Wouldn't you like to move away from that piano, Joe?
You're done right away.
Well, then move.
Now, you said...
You were saying that nobody walked in here.
You get up.
Get up.
Nobody came in here.
A laughing boy?
Let me hear you laugh.
Come on, let me hear you laugh.
How are you, Jason?
Get out of my way.
You thought it was pretty funny, too, didn't you?
Why aren't you laughing now?
It's the same drunken sheriff, the same hat, the same outfit.
Why don't you laugh?
Let me hear you laugh.
I don't know who you think you are, Jason.
JP!
You're a lucky man, Jason.
Because I wanted to kill you bad.
Now, come on. You're under arrest.
You just gonna sit there in the cloud?
Well, there really isn't very much I can do right now.
Is there, Jason?
I'll give you a thousand dollars
the day you get me out of jail.
A thousand dollars?
Let me tell you something, McLeod.
You make one move toward that jail,
and you're gonna have a hard time collecting that money
because your boss is gonna be the first man shot.
So you and your boys get out of town by morning.
You understand?
You ready, Cole?
Whenever you are. Let's go.
Cover it.
Get out of the way.
All right, Mississippi.
Pretty out there with a gun.
Everybody in town's got a gun.
Yeah. Not pointin' at us, though.
Where was this fella?
That Liberty Stable across the street.
He's too soon for one of the McLeods.
Think I'd take a look, huh?
Well, I don't know, miss. I'd be careful.
You go around the back way.
As soon as you're out the door, turn to your right.
If you're not back in five minutes, I'll come after you.
Listen, Sheriff. You listen, Jason.
If you want anything more than bread and water
until the U.S. Marshal gets there, you'll be absolutely quiet.
Well, we got away with it.
Yeah.
You were... pretty good in there.
Like old times.
Man, don't tell me how good I was.
I just got away with it because I had a hangover.
I was too... too mad to be scared and just too sick to worry about it.
You know that.
I've been there.
Well, next time it's not gonna be so easy, sir.
Next time they'll be ready for you.
Say, who figured out that stuff you people poured into me?
Mississippi.
Where is he? Where is Mississippi?
Who is Mississippi?
Well, that's the kid, the fella that was around with us all night.
Where is he?
That's what I was asking Bull.
He crossed the street at the stables.
Saw somebody pointing a gun after us.
He ought to know better than that.
You want me to go after him?
Bull, you certainly ought to know better.
The first time in two months I've felt like doing nothing for you.
Now you don't want me to do it.
Is there something wrong with that, or is it just my hangover?
You made better sense when you was drinking.
There must be some whiskey around here someplace.
Hey, you're a girl.
Of course I'm a girl.
Well, just hold still now, miss.
Hold still? You're gonna lose your clothes. Keep that up.
You sure?
I told you, didn't I?
All right.
How did you know I was in here?
Oh, well, I, uh, saw your gun barrel sticking out that window.
Uh, who are you after, anyway?
Oh, Jason.
Joe was so close around him I couldn't get a clear shot.
Are you gonna keep sitting on my stomach?
Oh, well, I'm, uh, comfortable, and I...
No! Hey!
No, I told you not to do that.
Don't do it, no, still.
What's your name?
Joey.
Joey? Josephine McDonald.
McDonald.
McDonald. Well, if you really are a McDonald,
I guess you got a right to be wanting to shoot Jason.
Hey, I know who you are.
You're one of the ones who took him to the jail, aren't you?
Yes, ma'am, one of them.
I recognize that.
Why do you wear that city thing?
Well, never mind.
Why?
It, uh, it was given me by an old Cherokee Indian medicine man
who told me that as long as I wore it,
people wouldn't ask me fool questions.
That wasn't a fool question.
Hmm. Well, then I'll ask you one.
Why do you wear your hair like, uh, like some wild Mustang
that needs a curry comb and a brush?
I don't think that that...
Now, don't do that again,
because I can hit a little harder than you.
Damn you.
Look, if you are who you say, or I'm on your side.
Uh, I was wrong.
Hard not to be hitting it all.
I ought to be thanking you for helping us.
Yeah, well...
Can I have my rifle back?
No, not just yet, not till we find out who you really are.
I told you who I am.
Yeah, well, you just say so.
Come on, we'll go find out, huh?
Bull, what did Mississippi say?
Go into this table over across the street.
Well, I guess I better go find out.
Hey, in the jail. Mississippi.
Come on, open the door.
Hold your horses.
Found this girl in that stable
across the street pointing a gun.
Hello, Joey.
Sheriff? Hello, Mr. Thornton.
Joey?
Can I have my gun?
Sure. Thanks.
Just, uh, who were you aiming to shoot, Joey?
Jason.
Didn't the last time you shot a man
teach you anything at all, Joey?
It did.
There ain't any mistake about Jason.
We didn't have much hope you were going to get him, Sheriff.
So Pa and the others are waiting for him
in different places out on the street.
To be honest, we didn't think you were good enough to get him.
Sober enough.
Well, we were wrong.
Yeah. Joey, you better round up your family
and tell them to go on back home
and stay there to list things over.
You can also tell them that we got the men that shot your...
Brother.
How is your brother?
Doc says he's got a good chance.
I'm glad.
You going to be able to hold Mr. Jason, Sheriff?
Oh, he'll... he'll stay in trial, Joey.
Will he get what he deserves?
No, I don't know. I'm not the judge.
I'm just the sheriff around here.
Yeah.
Would it be all right if I could see him, talk to him?
Why, sure, Joey. Just, uh, let me have that gun.
Guess I'll be going.
Uh, you want me to go with you?
Why?
Uh, well, uh...
I don't know, um...
I haven't gotten around to shooting women yet.
Oh.
I reckon y'all are doing what you think is right.
And for what you're doing, thanks.
All of you.
She would have shot that fella.
She shot me.
Uh, she, uh...
Hmm. She's nothing.
Cloud and four of his men just left him across the street.
Don't figure he's pulling out, do you?
Fell on his line of work, can't pull out once he takes a job.
Well, I hear he's part engine.
Could be of just my onus to think he's leaving.
Could be.
And with that itchy feeling in the back of my neck
that says engine trouble's coming.
What time you reckon it is?
All around 11, 12.
Sheriff said it's how he wanted to be woke up.
What for?
Well, before we tried to drink the town dry,
we used to make a patrol about this time of night.
Well, don't wake him up.
Been through enough for one night. Miss Sippy?
Hmm?
You and I'll have a look around.
If you're gonna do that, here's a couple of badges.
Now, raise your right hand.
I forgot the words, but you'd better say I do.
I do?
Now you're deities.
Well, uh, you suppose these will do any good
if somebody takes a shot at us?
Give them a good mark to shoot at.
You better come lock this door after us.
Take a look, see, an adjacent.
I'll take this side.
Okay.
Go and burn me some, amigo.
What was that?
I don't know, but I don't...
How's the body gonna see anything from around the corner?
I gotta cut this pin.
Well, go ahead and cut it. You got a knife?
Hey, uh, I suppose I've asked this before,
but just who is he?
Tell him your name, Miss Sippy.
Alan Bedidgen Trahearn.
Well, no wonder he carries a knife.
You're gonna need a doctor to fix this.
Bull, you suppose you can slip out the back door
and get Doc Miller over here without getting yourself shot?
If I thought I was gonna get shot, I wouldn't go.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
There.
Use this till the doctor gets here.
Oh, this mess gets started.
Well, a bunch of men on horseback came flying around the bend,
and what was the idea, diving under those horses?
Diving under those horses.
Yeah, man can't shoot good when his horse is jumping,
and a horse will not step on a man.
He won't.
He will.
Alan Bedidgen Trahearn.
Trahearn.
Oh, there's nothing in there.
Sheriff, you've got nothing to worry about.
Lift your leg up a little, please.
Sorton, did you ever get that bullet out of your bank?
No, I never did.
Well, I told you at the time you needed somebody better than me
to get it out.
I've got the man right here who can do it.
Dr. Donovan, can you spare a minute?
Yes, doctor.
Hold your finger right here.
No, no, here.
That's it.
This fellow's got a bullet in him.
We're in the left side about here,
and we've moved toward the spine.
About here?
A little higher.
Oh, yes, I feel it.
This may hurt.
It did.
It's very odd.
Tell me, does it hurt here?
No.
Doctor, just a minute, Sheriff.
What do you think, Charles?
It's a challenge, isn't it?
Reagan, he's got a more interesting misery than you've got, Sheriff.
Look, doctor, I don't want to take up your time,
but mine's still bleeding.
You've got nothing to worry about, Sheriff.
It's a good, clean wound.
Tell me, it's giving you trouble, isn't it?
Well, I wouldn't say that.
Why don't you tell him the truth?
I can guess.
There's a sudden spasm of pain in this area,
followed by paralysis of one side, probably the right.
Well, it doesn't last very long.
But it lasts a little longer each time, doesn't it?
What are you trying to tell him, doctor?
But if he doesn't get that bullet out of there,
one of these times you'll have an attack
and it just won't pass off.
My cloud may settle the whole problem for us,
but if I'm here after this is all over,
I'll come and see you, doc, I promise.
You do that.
Uh, no, doctors, if you please,
could one of you step over here so that I could rest my finger?
Surely, Sheriff.
JP, why don't you settle down?
I just can't help it, Cole.
I've got the shake so bad I can't.
You've had them before?
Yeah, but not with a hole in my leg
and a bunch of unfriendly people hanging around outside,
just waiting for somebody to pop through that hole.
All you want to do...
quit?
The only thing I can figure out is just don't use the door.
Don't go outside.
You mean the whole lot?
Well, sure.
They're not gonna come in here after us.
When do you expect the United States Marshal?
Oh, man.
I don't remember the last time he was here.
He was here.
You give him a big welcome.
Flung a bottle at him.
An empty bottle?
Yeah.
He wasn't that far gone.
When's the Marshal due?
Oh, four or five days.
Well, you got enough food?
Plenty of coffee and water.
A bull.
You suppose you could slip out that back door
and bring him some food?
Without getting shot?
I wish you would.
You know, all he wants me to do is get shot or get food.
Want me to go with you?
Yeah, if I get shot, you can bring back the food.
And I'm all sold going to bring back a big bar of soap.
This place will never be Del Monaco.
But the food would taste better
if a fella I know would use that bar of soap.
Bull, why don't you just get?
I'm cold.
I suppose I could use a little bath.
I appreciate it.
I brought some.
Good morning, Sheriff.
Joey, I'm taking a bath.
Oh, don't mind me, Sheriff.
I was raised with four brothers.
Well, I'm not your brother.
Doc Miller sent you over these crutches
and some clean clothes.
He also sent you a bar of soap.
And I brought along an extra one just in case.
Well, I see you already have some.
I've got a lot of friends, Joey.
Yeah, well, I guess I'll be going.
Good morning.
Joseph King.
Joey, what are you doing still in town?
Well, we came to take my brother Jared home this morning.
He's a lot better.
Well, when you get back to the ranch, you do what I...
I remember what you said.
Stay close and watch out.
Right.
You look a lot better without that hat.
Well, thank you, ma'am.
Wait a minute. Don't close that door.
Morning, Joey.
Good morning, Lori.
Hi, Mrs. Sippy.
Good morning, Cole.
Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.
I'd have more privacy in the middle of that
El Paso railroad station.
Hello, JP. How are you?
I'm thinking of selling tickets, Morty. I'd get rich.
Got here just in time. Here's a bar of soap for you.
Guess what I need.
Hey, what happened to your leg?
Morty! Morty, will you get out of here?
All right, JP. What happened to him?
Oh, he'll be all right.
Good.
Got nicked in the leg last night.
I thought you were...
Morty, I think you ought to have better sense
than coming around here after what happened last night.
I ought to have better sense than coming here.
I brought you some food. I think I'll take it back.
No, no. Not just a minute, ma'am.
Cole, sometimes you make me so mad.
Morty. Morty.
What?
What he's trying to tell you in his own sweet way
is that it's not safe for you to come here anymore.
Somebody sees you come in here.
They tell McLeod and then McLeod tries to use you to get to us.
Well, I never thought of it that way.
Well, that's it.
Something else. She ought to go out to front door.
What's McLeod and is it...
Well...
All right, let it come through this way.
I'll close my eyes.
Come on.
Ma'am, you might just as well leave that basket.
Sure, Mrs. Debbie.
Come on, Morty.
You're in jail.
Who is it?
It's me, Polly. I got a note for you.
Don't see nobody with her.
Come on in, Polly.
Hi, Sheriff.
Hi.
Morty asked me to bring this to you.
I'm scared, Sheriff.
Those men waiting around. All the girls are so scared.
I know, I know, Polly.
What'd she say, Cole?
Just what I was afraid of.
There's some of McLeod's men hanging around her place.
She says for us to watch out for ourselves,
because she overheard enough to know
that they've got something planned.
Well, I guess you better go on down there, Cole.
Yeah.
Mrs. Sippy, you want our ride, bully ride again?
Or I'll be some trouble.
Over the mountains of the moon,
down the valley of the shadow.
Here we come. Come ahead, Cole.
Look out.
He goes through that door.
He's running fast.
Cole!
Don't these fellas look familiar?
Our friends from the border.
Milton, Pedro.
Where's McLeod?
I don't know.
These are the people who wait for people outside of doors.
Kind of makes you wonder about that door, doesn't it?
You're learning, Mrs. Sippy.
Any particular reason why you want us to go out that way?
No, no, no, no, it's in your other man.
He went out that door.
Pedro's telling the truth.
You better be, because you're both going out that door.
You first, Milton.
No.
Come on, Mil.
No, no, please.
Not that way.
I'm tired of being taken for a fool.
Move.
Come on, move.
Please.
On your way.
Don't.
All right.
There's somebody out there.
I know.
Wait.
I'll go.
You sure will.
Don't shoot.
It's moved.
Don't shoot.
All right, Pedro.
It's your turn.
No, no, no.
Go on.
No, no, no.
Please, please.
Chuck!
Yo, get in.
Is hardly anybody moving on the street?
They run into trouble sure enough.
They should have been here a sense somebody an hour ago.
Mrs. Sippy, come on.
Where's Cole?
The clouds got him.
Well, right after that, this fella come up from behind me
and give me a headache.
I think it was Jim Purvis, Jason's foreman.
From there on in, Morty's going to have to tell you what happened.
What was Cole all right?
Yeah, he was all right.
And I saw him last except his side seemed numb.
Did they take him away?
Yeah, they carried him out.
While they were gone, we got Mrs. Sippy into my room.
But when they came back, they didn't seem to want him bad enough
to try to take him because they had Cole already.
Yeah.
Well, it's not too good, is it?
Sure ain't.
I wouldn't look so happy if I were you
because if anything does happen to Cole...
What's McLeod?
Yes, I hear you.
Your friend Thornton's got something wrong with him.
But it wasn't our doing.
We got four or five guns on him from across the street.
So don't try and move him.
Well, watch Jason, Mrs. Sippy.
We've got enough guns on your boss to get the job done.
I expected that.
All right, McLeod, what's your deal?
You send out Jason alive and you get your friend.
Uh-huh.
All right, Bull.
Let him out.
Sure, if you can't do it.
You're free, Jason.
McLeod can do anything he wants to.
What chance you got then?
Just to open the door, Bull.
That's far enough, Jason.
Come on, Bull.
You come where you can watch him all the way out the door.
All right, Jason, come on.
Mrs. Sippy, get back here by this window.
Don't open it. Just stand ready.
Slowly now.
Go on, right through the door now and close it behind you.
I can't close it with his feet there.
Move them, slowly.
Get something in front of that door.
You all right, Bull?
I guess so.
Well, JP, you made a great bargain.
You sold out the whole McDonald family.
For what?
Go ahead. Tell me about it, Cole.
Tell me about how, if it was you, you'd have done it different.
Well, you're gonna have to face him.
It's my fault, but they'll blame you.
Yeah.
In the jail.
Gordon, I'm sorry it had to end this way.
I'll always wonder which one of us was best.
Gracias.
Can you feel that?
No.
Or that?
It's almost like it was last night, Doc.
Come on. Last night, your whole side was dead.
Not sister on.
I've never lasted all night before.
You may have waited too long.
Can't you operate on Doctor and get that bullet out?
Well, I could, but he'd be laid up,
and he says he has too much to do right now.
Now he's gonna do it, I don't know.
Bull, you understand how to look out that window all day?
Yep. The cloud let us leave town too easy.
Joe and McDonald and Saul and McDonald's wires coming.
Does he bring in trouble?
Mrs. Sippy, you slip out that back door.
See if anybody's following them. Bull, you watch them, too.
Sheriff, I want to talk to you.
What's wrong, Joey?
Lots of things.
My husband, Saul, Jason's men took him.
Took him?
Yes, they've got him.
Joey, you were supposed to tell your family to watch out.
Cattle gotta be watered, Mr. Thornton.
A young Mexican boy was with Saul.
They sent the boy back with a message.
Said we could have Saul back alive
if Paul was to turn his water rights over to Jason.
And he's going to do it.
He ain't got any choice.
You know they're never gonna give Saul back, don't you, Sheriff?
I'm afraid that Jason doesn't want Saul or your father
to testify as to how he got the deed to that water.
You gotta do something, Sheriff. You just got to.
Ain't nobody trailing that I can see.
When is your father supposed to do all this?
Tonight.
Eight o'clock. They're bringing Saul to Jason's saloon.
Paul's supposed to bring the deed.
They said they'd kill Saul if anybody tried anything.
That's just what you said about Jason, wasn't it, Sheriff?
That you'd kill him, and then you didn't.
No, he didn't.
Well, what are you gonna do now?
Well, they've got McLeod and a bunch of gun hands,
and they've got your brother.
You just take a look around here.
We've got two cripples, a green kid
and a noisy old...
And in fire.
Now, how in the hell do I know what I'm gonna do?
Joey, you go back and tell your pa
that we're gonna do whatever we can,
but that it's up to him whether he gives up or not.
I guess his whole thing's my fault.
If I hadn't shot you, none of this would have happened.
You will try, though.
Well, yes, ma'am. We'll try.
I reckon we'll be going.
Sheriff, just what are we gonna do?
I don't know, Bull.
Like I told the lady, I just don't know.
You hit anything that way?
If I can get close enough, load it, will you?
How are you gonna get close enough?
Ride right up in front of Jason's in a wagon.
You got a wagon, haven't you?
You got a great big one.
Are you crazy? You lost your mind?
He's making sense.
I won't think I'm any good.
I got away with it. He can.
Last time you took the front door,
and I took the back this time, we'll do it the other way around.
Well, maybe we'd better get going before we're thinking about it too much.
I suppose the best time to get there
would be just before they expect McDonald's.
Eight o'clock, Joy said.
Well, Bull, I guess you better hook up a couple of wagons.
Well, come on, Mississippi.
We'll have to think up something else.
Can you see it from there?
Can't see a thing.
How are you gonna get down from there?
Well, that's easy. We're gonna fall down.
Jay Pay, are we gonna time this thing?
You know, they're sure to have somebody out in back watching.
You trying to tell me how to run my job, Cole?
No, but I'm a little interested.
I don't know how long I can keep him busy out in front.
Well, we'll be just as quiet as we can be.
If we get the job done before you start shooting,
Bull will blow on his arm.
What if they start shooting before he toots that bugle?
Well, in that case, partner, you on your own.
Wait a minute. I got an idea.
Can I ride into town with you?
It isn't gonna be pretty to see.
I'd like to be around.
Will you get off when I say so?
I'll get off.
Come here, Delina.
And when his strength failed him at length,
he met a pilgrim shadow.
Shadow said he, where can it be?
This land called El Dorado.
I'll see you, Cole.
I hope so.
Yeah.
As Cole said, you gotta be quiet about this.
You hit the side of a barn with that thing?
Ain't gonna try to hit a barn. Just a man.
Over the mountains to the moon.
Down the valley of the shadow.
Ride, bully, ride, the shade replied.
You search for El Dorado.
Aren't you gonna say anything?
What, I do mean you're good to say it?
Say what?
That this is crazy.
No, I'm not gonna say anything.
I'm just gonna go out and buy you a pine box.
About six foot six. I'll be just about...
The McDonald's. Hold him back.
Tell him to give us five minutes. Hurry.
Bye, Cole.
Can't miss.
Any chance of him yelling out when he gets hit?
Plenty.
Tarnation, you do it.
See you later.
What are you trying to say?
You can't go in there.
So sorry.
Come on.
Was much better on that piano, was he?
No, and you're shooting him strings up.
You're a couple of boys there with a kid.
Didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Thornton.
Hello, McLeod.
I saw my show, Jason.
Hi, Thornton.
There's a little question...
unanswered between us.
Which one of us is best?
That's right.
I don't think we're gonna find out the answer to that question.
No?
No. Your gun hand's no good.
You just give me time to get on over this wagon and we'll find out.
Why should I give you any time?
Call it professional courtesy.
Don't even listen to him. Why should you give him time?
Curiosity, Jason.
All right, Bull.
Get that one close to the McDonald Boy.
When you hit him, blow that bugle.
My better judgment tells me that I can't...
What's your blight, Joey?
I owe you something.
Cole?
You're too good to give a chance to.
JP, look.
Now that I don't need this thing, it's working pretty good.
That's always the way it is.
Hey, Bull, what's going on out there?
Town's fit to bust out.
Be a big time tonight. Every sun feels like hollering.
How's your leg, Cole?
Ask the doc.
Oh, it's not too bad.
You know these spoons were made by Buckshot, don't you?
I thought they were.
Who was using a shotgun?
There was a certain young man.
I was using a shotgun, Doc.
You thought you were on this side?
He was.
I told you I was no good with a gun.
The trouble is, Doc Cole was in front of the gun.
And the safe place is behind Mississippi
when he shoots that thing.
You too, Bull, huh?
I think I'll take a little walk.
See that gal?
What gal?
The one that thinks you look better without that hat.
Why don't you tell her why you're wearing it?
Don't have to. I've already told her.
She's mad in a wet hand.
She says you let her make such a fool out of herself.
Well, a host of friends.
I have a host of friends.
I'm sorry about that leg.
Forget it.
Yeah.
I'll see you.
Mr. Thornton, that'll be a little sore for a few days,
but it'll be all right.
Yeah, I hope you have time to let me fix your back.
Well, just as soon as this leg heals, Doc,
I'll be ready.
Nicole?
Where's Marty?
I was wondering about that, too.
I left her down the street just before this ruckus started.
Oh, she'll probably be around, please.
Well, I wouldn't count on that too much.
Hmm?
I just talked her down to her place.
Well?
Well, if you was running for president,
I figured you wouldn't get her vote.
Well, what did I do?
Well, she said she was plumbed through
waiting on a man
while she'd run around
being a target for anybody that had a notion to shoot a gun.
She said she just couldn't take it no more.
She said that?
Yeah, she said that, and she had a few frills and dressing.
The main idea was
the door was closed.
Wow.
Well, Cole, what are you gonna do?
What can I do?
Can't argue with a closed door.
Glad to hear you say that.
Better just drop the whole thing.
Well, what can I do?
Some other fool will get out there and try to talk her out of it.
You get a lot of trouble with women like that.
Do you remember what happened to me?
You're trying to say that I'm in the same mess you were?
Well, I know. I didn't say that, Cole.
Well, you think I'm gonna make a fool out of myself like you did?
Cole, you told me yourself.
You cannot stand to be tied down in one place.
How do you know I haven't had enough
of running around selling my gunarm all over the place?
You said yourself sitting right here on this...
Don't put words in my mouth.
I'm not putting words in your mouth.
And if I'm gonna have somebody tell me about women,
it isn't gonna be you.
Where is Morty?
Down to her place.
That's my crush.
Well, where's the other one?
Right over there. Right under your nose.
I can't make up my own mind.
You got it under the wrong arm, Cole.
Well, how would you know?
You've been using it first under one arm,
and then the other.
Find friend.
I'm gonna keep a fella from doing what he wants to do.
I reckon the way to get him to do something
is to tell him not to do it.
Not if he didn't want to do it in the first place.
You reckon he'll stay here?
Yeah, it could be.
Big good thing to have him here.
Cause you'll likely wait a bit,
finding you gal,
make a fool of yourself all over again.
Most likely,
if you leave me, Bull, I could be driven to it.
Well, I ain't said I was gonna leave you.
You as much as said it.
Now, stop putting words in my mouth.
I just can't do anything right according to you.
Bull, I need you.
You what?
I need you, Bull.
Well, now, if you start being nice to me,
I'll quit you for sure.
Shock would be too much.
I'd as sooner have you hung over and nasty.
Speaking of that, how about a little drink, Bull?
Gone.
It took you a long time to think of that.
That was good work, Sheriff.
Thank you, Fred.
Sheriff, it looks like
you're gonna keep your job.
Yeah, it'll be a nice quiet town after you leave, Cole.
How do you know I'm leaving?
We just don't need your kind around here.