Bandidas Page #6

Security for my old age.

Your gold.

Or, rather, should I say, my gold.

-I'm not following.

-No, sir, you're not.

-What is that?

-What do you think it is?

You'll probably end up

shooting one of us.

-Thank you for the vote of confidence.

-Just being realistic.

You, realistic? Please, that's a first.

-You shooting a gun, that's a first.

-Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Can we just stick

to robbing the train? Okay.

Well, if it don't smell like supper in here,

my damn nose is broke.

Oh, my, my. Is those black beans?

-Where's the governor?

-He's out stretching his legs.

What do you mean, stretching his legs?

-Well, I guess he fell off the train.

-Daddy?

-What's going on here?

-Look, Mr. Ashe.

We had 60 days

to get those railroads locked up.

When I saw that, because of the problems

those two b*tches have been causing...

...we were gonna lose

that window of opportunity, I decided...

...why not take advantage of the situation

while it was there?

-You're stealing the gold.

-Yes, sir, I am.

-You stop this train right now.

-No, sir, I won't.

I am not in the thieving business.

I will have no part of this.

I don't believe that any part of this

was ever offered to you.

-God.

-No one move.

-Hands up.

-Daddy.

Don't move.

Turn around.

-Are you okay?

-Now, see here.

I said, turn around.

You, drop the gun.

Boy, you two are sure playing

a losing hand here.

I got men all over this goddamn train.

Guess again.

-You won't get away with this.

-You're the one not getting away.

Killing and robbing our people

in the name of your bank.

-What is she talking about?

-He murdered my father.

You ain't got no proof of that.

We have fingerprints,

we have litmus paper.

We have a microscope.

What are you two going on about?

The scientific method.

Quentin?

-Quentin.

-What are you doing here?

What the hell are you doing here?

Get out of my way.

-Quentin.

-What are you doing? Come on, come on.

He shot you.

No hablo Spanish.

Goddamn it.

Hey, where are you going?

You're gonna let him get away.

-You think he's dead?

-lf he's not, he will be.

-Maybe we should hold him for the law.

-What? He killed your father.

I know.

I wanna kill him, I dream of killing him.

But if I do,

that makes me no better than him.

Maria...

...I don't think I can kill a man.

Me neither.

-But I'm going to anyway.

-Maybe just wound him.

Think this is gonna give me

a bad reputation?

-Shooting people?

-No...

...I think it would just add

to your legend.

I have a legend?

Of course we do.

Always count your bullets.

He was enlisted to help us uncover

the real bandido.

-He helped fix our country.

-So we honor him...

...for bravery above and beyond

the call of duty...

...and for the service he has done

for the people of Mexico.

And for helping to bring

our people together.

I'm gonna miss you.

I'm going to miss you.

Quentin, I, too, wish to express

my appreciation. Now, if you please...

...get on the train.

I...

...better go.

Oh, Quentin.

I can't believe you made it all work out.

I'm so happy.

She's not a very good kisser.

Well, she is.

But you're much better. Much better.

I can't believe the way

he was teasing her.

So insincere, such a liar.

Telling me my kiss was perfect,

then telling you.

I'm sure he's telling her the same thing.

What do you think?

-Sara.

-What?

Don't you think it's obvious

that he doesn't love her?

Is that why you woke me up?

I was finally having such a nice sleep.

At least you can sleep. I never

had trouble sleeping before I met you.

Now I can't stop thinking.

You should be very grateful

that now your brain is thinking.

Would you please be quiet

so I can at least enjoy the sunset?

You've never seen a sunset before?

It's just that this sunset reminds me...

...of a particularly beautiful one

I saw in Cdiz.

-Where is that?

-Cdiz?

In Europe.

-Can I ask you one more thing?

-One more.

How are the banks in Europe?

Bigger.

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