Barbarosa

DAMN, WHERE ARE WE?

WHEW, WE GOTTA FIND SOME SHADE.

GOTTA GET OUT OF THE SUN.

WHOA! WHOA.

TAKE IT EASY.

OH, WE GOTTA FIND SOME WATER.

OH, NO.

WE GOTTA GET PAST THIS.

GODDAMN! STICKERS. OH!

AH! GODDAMN.

OH, THIS IS

A GODFORSAKEN PLACE.

WHOA. WHOA. WHOA. WHOA.

I DON'T WANT THIS

TO MAKE TROUBLE FOR KARL.

WE CAN'T LE IT GO, WHAT KARL'S DONE.

BUT HE'S MY SON, HERMAN.

JA, AND THAT'S MINE

IN THE BOX.

IT WERE AN ACCIDENT.

KARL NEVER MEANT TO KILL AUGUST.

Y'ALL HAVE LOST A SON.

I'VE LOST A HUSBAND.

ISN'T THAT ENOUGH?

WE'LL BE GOING OU AFTER HIM, EMIL.

I CAN'T ALLOW IT, HERMAN.

WE'RE GONNA BURY MY BOY.

THEN WE ARE:

GOING FOR KARL.

JA? OTTO? FLOYD?

- JA, PAPA.

- JA.

IF YOU WANT TO ARGUE

ABOUT IT, ARGUE NOW, EMIL.

WE'RE READY FOR THE PHOTOGRAPH, FOLKS.

COULD Y'ALL GATHER AROUND, PLEASE?

DADDY.

DADDY!

MANOS ARRIBA, GORDO.

WELL, YOU'RE JUS A DAMN FARM BOY.

YES, SIR. BARBAROSA!

NO.

DAMN FOOL. I CAN'T TEACH YOU

PEOPLE A DAMN THING, CAN I?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

OUT HERE ANYWAY, FARM BOY?

I'M LOOKING

FOR MY DADDY'S COW.

IS THAT RIGHT?

YOUR DADDY LOST A COW, HUH?

OH, NO, SIR. I'M LYING.

HOW LONG YOU BEEN

WITHOUT EATS?

COUPLE OF DAYS.

DIDN'T GET TO PLAN YOUR TRIP

VERY WELL, DID YOU, FARM BOY?

NO, SIR.

LET'S GO GET SOME SUPPER.

WELL,

WHAT ABOUT THIS FELLA?

SOMEBODY WILL BE ALONG TO

TAKE HIM HOME PRETTY SOON.

HE THINKS IT'S A BUG

JUMPIN' IN THE GRASS.

ARMADILLOS AREN' TOO SMART, YOU KNOW.

GET READY TO GRAB HIM.

WHAT DO WE WANT WITH HIM?

WE'RE GONNA COOK HIM FOR SUPPER.

WHAT?

GET READY TO GRAB HIM. REACH

DOWN AND GRAB HIM BY THE TAIL.

GO ON.

GRAB HIM BY THE TAIL?

EASY BOY. EASY.

COME HERE! FAST.

I GOT HIM...

UH, WHOA.

THE SON OF A B*TCH

CLAWED ME. OH!

I HURT MY KNEE.

HIT ON SOME ROCK.

THINK YOU CAN GE SOME FIREWOOD?

YOU KNOW THAT FELLA

BACK THERE IN THE CREEK?

NOT HIM PERSONALLY. I KNOW

HIS FAMILY WELL ENOUGH THOUGH.

MUST BE PRETTY BLOODTHIRSTY. THEY'RE

DAMN GOOD PEOPLE, THE ZAVALAS.

DON'T YOU BE TALKING ABOU 'EM, ALL RIGHT? YES, SIR.

JUST SEEMED HE'S AWFUL

IRRITATED AT YOU. THAT'S ALL.

WHAT DOES:

"BARBAROSA" MEAN?

THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL ME.

WHO? ZAVALAS?

YEAH, THE ZAVALAS.

NOW EAT YOUR SUPPER.

YES, SIR.

MY NAME'S KARL ALBERT WESTOFF. UH...

YOU BEEN SH*T OUT OF LUCK EVER

SINCE YOU'S BORN, AIN'T YA, BOY?

I'M FROM UP

IN BLANCO COUNTY.

YOU KNOW WHERE THAT IS?

YOU LEAVE BAD TROUBLE

BACK THERE? YES, SIR.

WELL, THE MEXICANS

GOT A SAYING,

"WHAT CANNOT BE REMEDIED

MUST BE ENDURED."

ALEMN.

VICENTE.

FLIX.

DIEGO.

GUSTAVO.

CRECENCIO.

AND NOW HE HAS:

KILLED LUIS.

BARBAROSA.

HIJO DE LA CHINGADA!

YOU, EDUARDO.

WILL YOU KNOW HIM?

I WILL KNOW HIM...

FROM THE SONGS THAT WE

SING AND FROM THE STORIES.

FIND THIS BARBAROSA.

AND KILL HIM.

KILL HIM FOR ME.

KILL HIM FOR YOURSELF.

KILL HIM:

FOR YOUR FAMILY AS SWORN.

IT'S UP TO YOU NOW, EDUARDO.

WE WAIT HERE TO HONOR YOU...

WHEN YOU RETURN.

BRING HIS COJONES...

ON A STICK.

BRING THEM HERE TO US.

BARBAROSA.

BARBAROSA.

BARBAROSA. BARBAROSA. BARBAROSA.

OR?

YES, SIR.

IF IT'S... SOMETHING WET.

PSALE PARA AC.

THANK YOU.

MY PLEASURE.

OH. IT'S HOT.

THANK YOU.

THAT'S GOOD.

AMIGO, I THINK SHE LIKES YOU.

WELL, NO OFFENSE. I JUS COME IN HERE FOR A DRINK.

MAYBE YOU LIKE:

THIS ONE BETTER, HUH?

SIR...

LOOK, LOOK,

I AIN'T GONNA DO THIS.

I AIN'T GONNA DO THIS. I GOTTA

MAKE SOME MONEY, YOU KNOW.

I DON'T CARE. I CAME

IN... MAKE YOUR PICK.

I CAME IN HERE TO HAVE A DRINK

AND THAT'S IT.

CABRON, YOU GRINGO.

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO PAY FOR THIS.

SHE WAS A DAMN GOOD MONEYMAKER.

OH...

OW! GODDAMN IT!

- KARL WESTOFF.

- OH...

OTTO. FLOYD.

Y'ALL COME ALL THE WAY

DOWN HERE LOOKIN' FOR ME?

PAPA WANTS YOU DEAD, KARL.

OTTO, I NEVER MEANT TO KILL

AUGUST. I JUST THOUGHT THAT...

WHOA!

WHAT, ARE YOU GONNA

DO IT NOW, JUST LIKE THAT?

WE GOT A FALL PLOWING TO DO

BACK HOME. KARL, YOU KNOW THAT.

BARBAROSA!

MANOS ARRIBA,

SONS OF B*TCHES.

BARBAROSA.

FOUND YOURSELF A NEW

CAREER THERE, FARM BOY?

IT AIN'T ONE I EXACTLY FANCY.

GIMME A HAND, FARM BOY.

YES, SIR.

I'M GONNA HAVE TO ROB YA.

GET YOUR MONEY OUT.

I WANT Y'ALL

TO GO HOME, PLEASE.

PAPA WON'T PERMIT THAT.

YOU KNOW HIM, KARL.

SHOOT 'EM, KARL, IF YOU

WANT TO. WE GOT TIME.

GO. RIGHT NOW.

GO OR I'LL HAVE TO SHOOT YOU.

GO. GO!

DINERO. DINERO.

GET YOUR GUN ON 'EM.

YOU AND:

OR.

SH*T! SH*T.

COME ON. COME ON.

WHOA. WHOA. WHOA.

OH... HOWDY.

YOU JUST RAN OFF

AND LEFT ME BACK THERE.

I FIGURED YOU'D GET THE IDEA

IT'S TIME TO GET OUT.

HERE.

ADIOS, FARM BOY.

WHOA. HEY!

WAIT A MINUTE.

WAIT. HEY!

I SURE DIDN'T EXPECT TO SEE

YOU BACK IN THAT CANTINA.

OH, BOY!

WELL, I GET OUT HERE ONCE OR TWICE

A YEAR. DO A LITTLE LIGHT STEALIN'.

WHAT DO YOU STEAL?

OH, HORSES, COWS...

YEAH?

WATCH THEM ROCKS.

OKAY.

GOLD, SILVER... JUST ABOUT ANYTHING

THAT I CAN HERD OR WALK OFF WITH.

EXCEPT SHEEP. I HATE

THOSE GODDAMNED SHEEP.

YOU COULDN'T GIVE ME

ONE OF THEM WOOLY BASTARDS.

ME TOO! L-I HATE 'EM. HYAH.

WELL, YOU EVER... HAVE ANY

PARTNERS ON THIS KIND OF STUFF?

NO, THANK YOU.

WELL, I KILLED A MAN. WELL, THA AIN'T NO HIGH RECOMMENDATION.

WELL, HE WAS A GREAT BIG SON OF

A B*TCH. HE'S TWICE AS BIG AS ME.

OLD SAM COLT MAKES EVERYBODY

JUST ABOUT THE SAME SIZE.

WELL, I HIT HIM WITH A

STICK. I DIDN'T USE NO COLT.

HE'S MY BROTHER-IN-LAW.

GODDAMN IT.

IS THAT THE NATURE

OF YOUR TROUBLE BACK THERE?

YES, SIR.

THEM TWO HAVE IT IN THEIR MINDS TO KILL

ME, AND THEIR DADDY'LL SEE THAT THEY DO IT.

THAT'S WHY I'M HERE.

WHOA. YOU KNOW HOW TO

USE THAT HOG LEG THERE?

THE WHAT? YOUR GUN. YOU

KNOW HOW TO USE YOUR GUN?

WELL... OH...

OH!

DAMN.

SHOOT. IT'S GO SAND IN IT. SORRY.

ONLY THREE THINGS TO

REMEMBER.

ONE, YOU POINT IT LIKE

YOU'S POINTIN' YOUR FINGER.

AND TWO, YOU SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER LIKE

YOU WAS PLAYING WITH YOUR SORE PECKER.

YOU MISSED HIM.

I DON'T KILL FOR

AMUSEMENT... MAN OR RABBIT.

NO, SIR.

WHAT'S THREE?

THREE IS YOU KEEP

YOUR FEET PLANTED...

TILL YOU DONE ALL THE

SHOOTIN' YOU'RE GONNA DO.

NOTHING MAKES A MAN MORE NERVOUS

THAN TO SEE SOMEBODY STANDING STILL...

WHEN THEY OUGHT TO BE RUNNIN'

LIKE A SPOTTED-ASS APE.

YES, SIR.

WELL, I'LL JUST FOLLOW YOUR

LEAD ON THAT PART OF IT.

WE AIN'T GONNA GO ROB THOSE

POOR OLD PEOPLE, ARE WE?

POOR PEOPLE? THAT'S THE WAY

THE RICH TRAVEL AROUND HERE.

MANOS ARRIBA!

BARBAROSA...

OH, OH.

GODDAMN IT!

GET THEIR MONEY, KARL.

GET YOUR MONEY OUT!

COME ON!

GET IT, KARL!

IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?

IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?

OR.

THAT'S

ALL THEY GOT IN THE WORLD.

WELL, THEY GOT EACH OTHER.

TAKE IT.

NO, SIR, I CAN'T.

I AIN'T GONNA.

SON OF A B*TCH.

NO, SIR, I AIN'T GONNA. WHAT DO

YOU MEAN, NO, SIR, I AIN'T GONNA?

UH, I DON'T THINK IT'S RIGHT.

GODDAMN IT, BOY,

WE ARE ROBBERS.

THESE PEOPLE HAVE PROBABLY GO MORE GOLD THAN WE COULD EVER CARRY.

I THINK BANKS AND TRAINS

IS MORE MY LINE. LOOK AT 'EM.

GODDAMN SON OF A B*TCH.

WE DON'T NEED TO BE ROBBIN'

THESE PEOPLE. AW, SH...

WHY DON'T YOU GO ON THEIR GODDAMN

MORTGAGE WHILE YOU'RE AT IT.

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