Along Came Jones Page #5

That's right.

If it wasn't you,

we've got that belly buster back with us.

Melody, we gotta

get outta this country and quick.

- Ain't nothin' holdin' me back.

- All right.

But first you get the pony.

Keep your eyes open.

Maybe somebody's still out there.

Don't you think

we oughta keep clotted together?

Stop trying to think. Do as I say.

All right.

We got housekeeping to do before we leave.

Give me a hand.

Let's get this corpus into that box.

Here, help cover up these spots.

- You with us?

- You bet.

Come on.

Step back.

You're under arrest.

Light those candles, Kriendler.

Let's see what's going on in here.

Stick em up, fella.

- I can't say I expected much more of you.

- This him?

- Ain't it?

- Do I have to go through all that again?

Sheriff, he isn't Monte.

He's just some guy that's got all mixed up.

- Hold me. Put me in jail.

- You think I'm crazy?

They're prominent in this county, the Cottons.

If I was to let him go,

they're as liable to string me up.

Take it easy. They'll be along any minute.

If he ain't who they want, they won't touch him.

Look, Sheriff, if they hang me,

how are you gonna find out

where the money is?

You know where the money is,

even if you ain't Monte?

I do.

- What ails you?

- Nothing.

Just clearing my throat.

Well?

- If I tell you, can I get outta here?

- If I was you...

If he opens his mouth one more time,

knock him in the head.

I give you my word. The minute

that money's in my hand, that door's open.

- It's right...

- Oh!

No!

That'll teach you

to keep your mouth shut.

Come on.

Come on?

Try any monkey business

and I'll blow you clear outta this house.

Where's that money? You said

you knew where it is. Let's have it, quick.

- I'm afraid I changed my mind.

- I'm giving you one more chance.

Tell us, or do we have to get it outta you?

I don't think I got any suggestions.

Get a hold of him. Pin him.

Anybody touches me

is gonna get their brains knocked out.

You brush ape. How did you think

you were gonna stop a man?

What are you doin' here?

Just lightin' a candle.

Melody, why didn't you go?

I reached for you, but I couldn't find you.

I couldn't leave you in all this mess.

Maybe I can be as tough as this Monte Jarrad.

Maybe a little bit tougher.

- Let's get outta here.

- They stampeded our horses.

Well, what do you know?

For the last time, where's that money?

I forget.

All right, put your guns away

and go to work on him.

Don't knock his head clear off him

because he's gotta talk, and quick.

You...

You get over there.

Get him.

Whop him, Melody. Whop him!

Get your hands off me.

I got him.

Wait a minute. Bring him out here.

Where is it?

Let him have it.

Hold it. We gotta try somethin' else.

- Why?

- You'll knock him out, then what good is he?

- Want me to heat up his spurs?

- No, the way he said it, it's in this room.

The way he said it, it must be...

It's got to be...

There's a stiff in here.

Holy jumping Jupiter!

- It's Luke Packard.

- Luke Packard?

It is Luke all right.

Run for it.

Hey!

Open this door!

Come on back!

Come back here and open this door!

Come back here!

Cherry? Cherry?

Cherry? Cherry?

Cherry? Cherry?

Monte's headed for the de Longpre range.

Come on, let's go!

Cherry?

Cherry?

Cherry?

Hi.

You can stop thinkin' what you're thinkin'

because you won't have time to throw that can.

And you're too far for that Winchester.

I thought you might be that Monte Jarrad,

but that can't be.

- No?

- No.

That weasel looks somethin' like I do.

Fools people sometimes.

Get over there.

Take off that holster.

And the boots.

Don't think we look alike, hm?

I don't think I deserve people

to say anything like that about me.

The jumper.

It ain't gonna do you no good, you know.

You don't think so?

Not even if we swapped every stitch.

'Cause there still wouldn't be

no scar on my face.

But who'd know that if there wasn't no face left?

- Is that what you really aim to do?

- The pants.

I didn't come lookin' for you

just to admire you, if that's what you mean.

In that case, I guess I'd better fix you too.

You ain't doin' this just because it suits you to.

You got something else on your mind.

Yeah?

Yeah. But I ain't gonna help you with it none.

I'm gonna make you ask about it.

All right. What about it?

- What about what?

- What about Cherry?

What about her?

You'll have to be clearer than that.

- You know what I'm asking you.

- Sure.

But you're gonna have to ask it in plain words.

- What were you doin' here the other night?

- If I don't tell you, you'll never know.

- You'll tell me all right.

- Will I?

Don't get smart. I don't like it.

And you won't like it either.

What could you do

that you weren't gonna do already?

That's what I meant when I say

I'm gonna fix you too.

I ain't gonna answer that question.

I'm gonna leave you to worry about that.

But she ain't yours no more.

- You're lying.

- You see?

That's what you're going to have to worry about.

Was I lying or not?

With me gone, you'll never know.

From now on, you'll have to

go on wondering about that,

for as long as you live,

which I don't figure to be very long.

Come on.

The hat.

Know what you are now?

You're just an old used-to-be.

If you don't think so, ask her yourself.

She's comin' in right now.

You better get out to the barn.

George is there. He's hurt.

Bad?

I think he's dyin'.

All right, go on.

Why did you shoot that old man?

He come asking for it. Anytime somebody

comes asking for it, they're gonna get it.

Found him in the gulch where you left him.

Where you left him to die.

You're wearin' his stuff.

So the tramp was tellin' the truth.

Monte, you were gonna kill him too

and leave him here to be buried as yourself.

Get your dumb thumb out of my eye.

- I was just trying to see if you were dead.

- Well, I ain't.

And I don't like somebody

trying to gouge my eye out.

- Monte?

- Yeah. I stumbled onto him up in the rocks.

You can't, Monte.

Look out, Melody! He's coming!

Take care of yourself, tramp.

Take my gun, Melody. Take it and drill him.

Partner, you ain't got no gun.

Get outta here. They're comin'.

Inside.

- You two cover that door.

- Yeah.

Leo, the front door.

- Come back here.

- Stop me.

- Look, Melody...

- Sit down.

Surrender in the name of the law!

- Take that horse and cut for it.

- Why don't Monte go?

He can't race a horse

with that wound, but you can.

She's right. You can't do

no more damage around here.

- No, I ain't goin'.

- Why not?

Horse like that can't carry three people.

Looks like we're gonna have company.

- Did you get him?

- What for?

I ain't got anything against them fellas out there.

- Get down. You'll get your head shot off.

- Why did you shoot?

He was shootin' too straight.

George.

Listen, George, only one thing

about this business still puzzles me.

- What's that?

- What I'm doin' in it.

You was gonna make somethin' out of yourself.

- Don't you remember?

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