Bandolero! Page #5
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1968
- 106 min
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Well, I'll just rest up here
a few days...
...ride on to Hidalgo for supplies
and push on to Matamoros.
I got friends in Matamoros.
Well, what about Mrs. Stoner?
Mace, you think we could
make a go of it in Montana?
Dee, there's a town up there
called Missoula.
- Prettiest place you ever saw.
- What about the Indians?
And the Rockies, they're snowcapped,
and the slopes are forested...
...and there are lots of lakes and...
- What about the Indians?
And there's deer in Montana, Dee.
And antelope and elk...
- Mace, what about the Indians?
...and black bear and...
What Indians?
Ain't there no Indians in Montana?
Well, a few.
in Montana?
The Northern...
Well, the Northern Cheyenne...
- I wouldn't lie to you.
- The Crow and the Sioux?
- Well, they're around.
- What else, Mace?
- Listen, Dee...
- What else?
Well, the Blackfeet...
...and Chippewa.
- Some Cree?
Yes. Yes, there are Cree in Montana.
And the Shoshone and the Kootenai
and the Stoney.
Just what are you trying to say?
I'm trying to say there's a lot of
goddamn Indians in Montana, Mace.
- You're impossible to talk to.
- Wait a minute.
Will you sit down, Mace?
I'm tired, Mace. Bone-tired.
I can't even remember what it feels like
to get up in the morning...
...feeling rested and clean,
having a good breakfast.
I can't remember
what it feels like...
...to slip down in between
some cool, clean sheets.
Mace, we'll need money.
I think I know where I can get
my hands on some.
Your brother won't never make it.
There's only one way for him...
...for me, for any of us.
Well, what way is that, Mr. Chaney?
This way. The way we know.
The way we growed.
Well, now, that may be so for you,
but for my brother, it's different.
I don't care if he is your brother.
The son of a b*tch...
Now...
...before you apologize, I'm gonna
tell you something, Mr. Chaney.
My brother and I are the sons
of an honest dirt farmer.
A man who slaved all his life
from sunup to sundown...
...and never took time
except to deliver his children...
...and go to meeting on Sunday.
A man who died of old age at 45...
...and who never saw more than
$ 10 at one time in his whole life.
We're the sons of a woman
that married him for his goodness...
...because she was good!
And now you can apologize
for slandering my family, Mr. Chaney.
I'll blow your head off.
You ain't no killer.
You ain't got the stomach for it.
Apologize!
I'm sorry, Mr. Bishop.
I didn't mean no harm.
I'm going outside, Dee.
I'd appreciate it if you see
I don't get shot in the back.
- July?
- Mmm?
What if she won't have you?
Why shouldn't she have me?
Well, I don't know.
It's just, she might not want you.
You trying to tell me something, Roscoe?
No, July, it's just...
Well, because you want her
doesn't mean that...
...she's gotta want you right back.
Does it?
- Why?
- What?
- Why don't you wanna talk about it?
- Roscoe, I just don't.
Now, Roscoe, you been
a good boy all of these years.
Now, don't spoil it.
Who's standing guard?
Jeeters.
Well, I reckon I'll go spell him.
Well, there's another one'll
never make it to Matamoros.
How many does that make?
- Three.
Looks to me like we'll be
mostly walking when we leave.
You two have gotten pretty close,
haven't you?
- Nothing's been said.
- Well, nothing has to be said.
It's just a feeling, Mace.
You know, it's just a feeling, but...
But what?
I don't know if she has
the same feeling.
Have you thought about asking her?
- Asking?
- Dee...
...I know you don't believe in talking...
...and you've said that talking
never got you anywhere...
...but how are you ever gonna
find out anything...
...from anybody if you don't talk?
There will be coffee soon.
- I wanna ask you something.
- Yes?
I know I've done you real wrong...
...and even if I wanted...
...it's kind of late for apologizing.
I know there's no reason
in this whole worid...
...why you wouldn't like to
step on something like me...
...but do you think you could ever
take to a man who...
...dragged you from your home
and done you the way I done you?
Well, I'll be damned.
- What'd she say?
- Nothing.
Oh, well, you two are gonna be
very happy.
Mace, what'd she mean by that?
She just looked at me, hugged me.
Didn't say nothing.
Oh, boy.
Oh, you're a sorry...
Dee, you're so dumb.
- I am?
- Yes, you are.
- How'd you like a knock in your teeth?
- No, listen to me, Dee.
Do you wanna go up to Montana
with me or don't you?
Do you wanna help me build
our spread up there?
- I reckon, yeah.
- And the children, what about them?
- What children?
- Children of your own.
The ones you used to want.
What about them?
And her? Do you want her
to go with you to Montana?
- It'd be right nice, yeah.
- Well, then go and tell her.
You're right. That's right, Mace.
Now, why didn't I think of that?
Bishop, close the door.
Come on in.
All right, tell them it's over, Roscoe.
Now, just so we understand
one another...
...you make one move
I don't like, and I'll kill you.
Now, what's your real name?
- Mace Bishop.
- Bishop. You're brothers.
You hear that, Roscoe?
They're brothers.
All right, brothers.
Where'd you hide the bank money?
- What bank money?
- Oh, it's gonna be that way, is it?
The $ 10,000 your brother there
took out of the Val Verde Bank.
$ 10,000 that he helped himself to
when the rest of you lit out.
That's what bank money.
You robbed a bank? You, Mace?
Well, Dee, the bank was there...
...and I was there, and there wasn't
very much of anybody else there...
...and it just seemed like
the thing to do.
You know, it's not like
Lot of people rob banks
for all sorts of different reasons.
You just walked into a bank
and helped yourself to $ 10,000...
...because it seemed like
the thing to do?
That's about the way it was, yeah.
That's as well as I can remember, yeah.
I don't know what to say to you.
Well, just don't say anything, Dee.
Don't say a word.
Why, you old bastard.
Now I know what you meant by,
"I might be able to get some money."
You planned on us...
We were gonna start our new spread
on stolen money?
Just a thought, Dee. Just a thought.
Well, I'm sure glad Mama
ain't around to hear all this.
Well, I sure wish Papa
was around to hear all this.
Wouldn't it be wonderful to see
$ 10,000 in Papa's hands?
$ 10,000 in the hands of a man...
...that didn't know there was that
much money in the whole worid.
sick to my stomach.
Tie them up. Tie them all up!
We're going home in the morning,
ain't we, July?
I sure hope so.
I've found a place
for you to sleep tonight, ma'am.
I don't mind sleeping here.
Oh, yes, ma'am,
but I don't think you should.
It just don't seem right, somehow.
Right over there.
Now, there's no need to worry. There'll
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