Ambush at Dark Canyon Page #5

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Yes, he knows

It's going down

Going down

Come on, Walker! Go!

Easy.

- He ain't been dead long.

- Yeah.

Come on. Come on. Get up, Cy.

How bad is it?

Well... didn't catch any bone,

but it's a good one.

What's going on over there?

That's three of the warden's deputies.

They're gonna be sitting ducks for Hardin.

Foster, check it out.

What're you doing?

I can't let innocent men get killed.

Even if they are trying to kill me.

- Think they lost us?

- Listen.

- What is it?

- It's too quiet.

Sullivan, get down!

Goddamn it! Jesus!

- Do something! Do something!

- Goddamn it!

Son of a b*tch!

He's already dead! Already dead!

Got one!

We gotta get back to Cyrus.

Ready? Let's go.

Damn, my leg!

How you doing, Cy?

How the hell's it look like I'm doing?

Donovan, trying to get yourself shot?

Yeah, it appears so.

Come on.

We are dead men down here.

Sullivan, we gotta get to higher ground.

Now you're making sense.

Cy, I'm gonna need that mare's leg.

Yep.

When I give the signal...

- you give it all you got, all right?

- All right.

All right, Tom. You break when I do.

Let's go!

Sh*t!

Come on, Walker, let's go!

F***!

How many bullets you got left?

Four. Five, maybe.

So I guess we're finally gonna

get to finish what we started.

Finish what you started.

It doesn't matter.

The way I see it, we both lose.

You took my money. And I took your life.

You know what,

I'm gonna let God sort that out.

F*** you!

So this is it.

This is the best you can do.

The great...

Duke Donovan!

Get up. Get up, Duke. Get up.

F***ing...

Duke! Duke!

She cried out for you, you know!

For you to save her.

Oh, she was a live one!

She wiggled like a little fish, she did!

She was all wet and slimy.

I slid right up, right in.

You know I gotta bring you in.

You're gonna have to kill me first.

Yeah, I know.

I ain't got no choice.

We all got choices.

I made mine a long time ago.

Do it.

Do it.

I can't.

Do it.

I can't.

You're getting pretty good

on that thing, Cy.

Hey, Donovan.

You ever wonder why

I helped you escape out that prison?

It's 'cause you help me remember...

how I used to walk.

And I'm mighty beholden to you.

Here. This'll keep you company

on your travels.

You know, you might even learn

how to play the damn thing.

Thanks.

Donovan never told Sullivan

where he was going.

Both men wanted it that way

so as not to put the other at risk.

Cyrus rode east. Some say to Louisiana.

Where it was rumored

he'd prospered in dry goods.

Sullivan returned to Yuma with a bounty.

Of course, it was so charred,

no one could really tell who it was.

So the warden had to take

Sullivan's word that it was Donovan.

That day, Sullivan left Yuma for good.

Changed his name to Duncan.

And a month later became

the sheriff of Wickenburg.

Where he lives to this day.

So Sullivan never up and disappeared

like everyone thought.

He just changed his name.

Now you're catching on.

Wait, if... if you aren't Sullivan...

and only those three survived that day...

then you're...

- That makes you...

- 82 years old.

I thought you said you got that gun

the day Duke Donovan died.

I did.

I inherited this gun from Duke Donovan

the day he became Seymour Redfield.

He didn't need it anymore.

He was a dead man.

There's no statute

of limitations on murder.

Is there?

No, son, I'm afraid not.

Just got one more question.

- What is it?

- The robbery.

Were you tricked into it?

- Or behind it?

- What do you think?

I think I need another drink.

Can I ask you one more thing?

Why'd you tell me everything?

Well, I figure the sand in my hourglass

is running a little low,

and somebody ought to know the truth

about what really happened.

Just keep it under your sombrero,

will you? Until after I'm gone?

Thank you.

Thunder rolls up from the ground

Birds fly away from the sound

A lone hero stands in the eye of the storm

Lightning cracks open the sky

Mothers take their children and hide

Evil rides and the day of darkness is born

When fear blocks out the light

And the day turns to night

And hope is abandoned

And demons dance in the fire

Chasing desire like devil's companions

But one will stand when there's none

When black horses run

Through the dark canyon

Gunshots tear open the air

Trembling hearts send up a prayer

Hoping someone will come

To earn their salvation

When rocks of faith crumble to dust

You search your heart for someone to trust

Sometimes it's you

You've always been chasing

When fear blocks out the light

And day turns to night

And hope is abandoned

And demons dance in the fire

Chasing desire like devil's companions

But one will stand when there's none

When black horses run

Through the dark canyon

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