Barbarosa Page #2

- AND GET JESUS TO CO-SIGN.

ALL RIGHT? -

POKE MY GODDAMN EYES OUT IF THA DON'T BEAT ANYTHING I'VE EVER SEEN.

GODDAMN ROBBER, MY ASS.

BARBAROSA.

MALDITO!

DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT TO ME

AGAIN, FARM BOY. YOU HEAR ME?

YOU HEAR ME?

YES, SIR.

AFTER ALL, I GOT A REPUTATION

TO MAINTAIN DOWN HERE.

I THOUGHT YOU... WATCH IT.

I THOUGHT YOU WANTED

TO ROB AND PILLAGE ANYWAY.

I DO.

THE NEXT TIME WE GO OUT TO ROB, I'M

GONNA MAKE THE SELECTIONS ON WHAT TO ROB.

IF I SAY WE'RE GONNA STEAL

HORSES, WE'LL STEAL HORSES.

IF I SAY WE'RE GONNA STEAL

COWS, WE'LL STEAL COWS.

IF I SAY WE'RE GONNA

ROB BEEHIVES, YOU GET...

YOUR OWN LITTLE BEE SWATTER

AND YOU SWAT SOME BEES.

IF I SAY...

BUENOS DAS.

YOU'RE ON MY ROAD, AMIGOS. WHA ARE YOU DOING ON MY ROAD, HUH?

I DON'T SEE NO SIGN SAYS THIS IS

YOUR ROAD. YOU SEE A SIGN, FARM BOY?

YOU OUGHT TO HAVE A BIG SIGN

UP THERE SAYS THIS IS MY ROAD.

SIGNS?

YOU KNOW, I HAVE PLENTY

OF SIGNS. JUST LOOK AROUND.

MAYBE YOU JUS DON'T KNOW WHO I AM, HUH?

OH, I THINK

I RECOGNIZE YOU NOW.

YOU'RE MR. SH*T.

I'M NGEL MORALES.

YOU KNOW WHO I AM?

OR.

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

OH. WE MAY BE IN TROUBLE.

BARBAROSA.

KARL WESTOFF.

Y'ALL SHOULD'VE

GONE HOME LIKE I TOLD YA.

COME, KARL.

OTTO...

OH, DID THAT SURPRISE YOU?

STAND UP, FARM BOY.

BARBAROSA.

WELL, I'LL BE DAMNED.

IT'S THEM OLD

PEOPLE YOU'RE SO IN LOVE WITH.

WELL, I HOPE THAT MAKES YOU FEEL

REAL BAD TO SEE ALL THAT GOLD.

AMIGO,

MY MOTHER SAID YOU STOPPED BARBAROSA

FROM TAKING MY FATHER'S MONEY?

THAT'S WHAT THE LITTLE

SON OF A B*TCH DID.

I WAS GONNA ROB YOUR FEEBLE OLD PAPA

AND SHOOT THAT SQUAWKING OLD WOMAN.

DAMN. YOU SON OF A B*TCH!

COVER HIM UP! GONNA

TAKE CARE OF YOU LATER.

BARBAROSA'S DEAD!

SH*T.

IS ANYBODY WATCHIN'?

GODDAMN IT, STOP THAT.

I THOUGHT YOU WAS DEAD.

DAMN CLOSE. JUST TICKLED

MY INNARDS A LITTLE, I THINK.

IS ANYBODY WATCHIN'?

NO.

AMIGO!

WHAT'S THE MATTER? YOU DON' LIKE TO LOOK AT DEAD MEN? NO, SIR.

LET'S JUST GET OUT OF HERE.

OKAY?

THEY GOT OUR HORSES.

I DON'T CARE.

I'LL WALK.

NO. WE AIN'T DONE HERE YET.

I'M GONNA GIVE THAT MEXICAN BANDI A PROPER FAREWELL FROM BARBAROSA.

BARBAROSA'S GONE!

EVIL! EVIL! IT'S THE DEVIL'S WORK.

CURSED.

WE HAVE TO GET AWAY.

BARBAROSA!

BARBAROSA!

GODDAMN! YOU KNOW, MR. PAHMEYER'S

OVER HERE LOOKING TO KILL ME.

YEAH, AND THERE'S 50 MAD MEXICANS

WAITING OVER THERE TO DO THE SAME THING.

WELL, IT LOOKS AWFUL STEEP.

YOU'RE NOT SCARED

OF HEIGHTS TOO, ARE YOU?

I DON'T KNOW. THAT LOOKS

STRAIGHT UP TO ME.

I CAN'T GE A DAMN FOOTHOLD.

CAREFUL! YOU'RE KICKIN'

ROCKS ALL OVER ME.

HERE. GIMME YOUR HAND. YOU

ALL RIGHT? YOU GONNA MAKE IT?

YEAH, I'M ALL RIGHT,

GODDAMN IT. JUST KEEP GOING.

HOW'D I EVER GET THIS BEAT?

DON'T TRUST THAT!

AH!

GODDAMN!

WHAT YOU LOOKIN' A ME FOR? LOOK WHERE YOU'RE GOING!

GOD, LEAD ME

TO SOME SOLID GROUND.

AH!

I LOST MY FOOTING!

HOLD ON. HOLD ON. HOLD ON.

- AAAH!

- I GOTCHA. I GOTCHA. DON'T WORRY.

COME ON.

GODDAMN GOLD.

GET RID OF THAT!

WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING?

COME ON.

I GOTCHA. I GOTCHA.

- LEAN BACK.

- PULL! GODDAMN IT, PULL!

PULL!

WH...

HERE. JUST PUT THA OVER THERE.

AH...

WELL...

THERE GOES THE GOLD.

WELL, YOU SAID

GET RID OF IT.

I DIDN'T SAY GET RID OF IT DOWN

THERE! WE ALREADY BEEN DOWN THERE.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT MADE ME THINK

YOU'D MAKE A PARTNER ANYWAY.

CAN'T EVEN CATCH

A GODDAMN ARMADILLO.

SH*T!

ALL RIGHT, GO ON

AND RAIN ON ME NOW, WHY DON'T YOU?

GODDAMN.

AAAH!

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

SH*T, NO, I AIN'T ALL RIGHT.

DO I LOOK ALL RIGHT?

WELL, YOU LOOK BETTER THAN YOU DID WHEN

YOU WAS AT THE BOTTOM OF THAT GRAVE.

HERE.

BUT YOU DIDN'T BRING ME NO ARMADILLO

FOR MY SUPPER THOUGH, DID YOU, BY GOD?

SUPPOSE YOU WANT ME TO CU THE SON OF A B*TCH FOR YOU TOO?

SHE SHOWED UP:

A LITTLE WHILE BACK.

WE'LL LAY UP HERE FOR A FEW DAYS

AND THEN FIND YOU SOMETHING TO RIDE.

GOOD.

I COULD USE:

A LITTLE REST.

BURRO! BURRO!

WATCH OUT.

BURRO! BURRO!

I THINK I'M GETTIN' IT.

BURRO! BURRO!

YOU COULD GET ALONG

WELL ON THAT GOLD. BURRO.

WHAT THE HELL:

I NEED WITH GOLD?

I GET BY ON A FEW ARMADILLOS

AND A LITTLE GUNPOWDER.

YAH, HA, HA!

THIS IS FOR JOSEPHINA.

WHO'S JOSEPHINA?

BURRO.

SHE'S MY WIFE.

WIFE? YOU GOT A WIFE

SOMEWHERE IN TEXAS HERE?

SHE LIVES WITH HER PAPA,

DON BRAULIO ZAVALA.

WHERE DO YOU THINK SHE LIVES?

CHRIST ALMIGHTY.

YOU MARRIED ONE OF 'EM.

BURRO.

BURRO. BURRO.

BURRO! BURRO.

WHY DON'T WE TAKE TURNS

ON THIS JACKASS? BURRO.

DAMN SONG BEAT US BACK.

"DON BARBAROSA

DID A MIRACULOUS THING.

"DOWN ON THE RIO GRANDE.

"HE WAS SHOT AND BURIED...

"BY NGEL MORALES.

EARLY THE NEXT MORNING,

THERE WAS A TERRIFYING CRY."

WELL, THEY AIN'T SINGIN'

NOTHING ABOUT ME. SH! LISTEN.

"MORALES AND BARBAROSA

TRADED PLACES IN THE EARTH... "

HOW 'BOUT THAT?

OH, HERE. HERE'S...

THIS IS YOUR PART.

"DON BARBAROSA WAS TRAVELING

WITH A GRINGO CHILD. GRINGO CHILD?

AND THOUGH... " "THOUGH

HE WAS ONLY A HALF-PINT...

HE MEASURED UP TO THE QUART."

THAT'S PRETTY GOOD.

"MEASURED UP TO THE QUART."

THAT AIN'T BAD.

SON OF A B*TCH CAN WRITE.

"EARLY NEXT MORNING THEY

TOOK THE GOLD AND SILVER.

AND HAVEN'T BEEN SEEN SINCE."

GOOD.

"AND THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE COURAGE,

GREASE UP YOUR GUNS AND KNIVES."

WHAT?

THAT'S THE PAR WHERE THEY KILL BARBAROSA.

JOSEPHINA.

DO YOU KNOW:

HOW LONG IT'S BEEN?

I COME IN THE SPRING,

AND I COME IN THE FALL.

I COME WHEN I CAN.

YES, YOU COME IN THE SPRING.

YOU COME IN THE FALL.

IN THE MEANTIME,

I WAIT AND WAIT AND WAIT.

THIS HASN'T BEEN NO BED OF

ROSES FOR ME OUT THERE, YOU KNOW.

DON'T TELL ME

YOU DON'T LIKE IT.

WELL, IT VARIES.

THAT DAY WE WERE

WORKING IN THE FIELD.

SUDDENLY, THE EARTH

BEGAN TO SHAKE, TREMBLE.

THE LEAVES FELL FROM...

DON'T HE EVER GET TIRED OF THA SH*T? THE DUST COVERED THE SUN.

OUT OF THE DARKNESS

CAME TWO MEN...

ON HORSEBACK. RINCHES!

YES.

TEXAS RANGERS.

ONE WAS A CAPTAIN.

THE OTHER ONE:

A YOUNG GRINGO.

THE CAPTAIN SAID WE WERE

HORSE THIEVES. NO!

WE SHOULD'VE

KILLED 'EM, DON BRAULIO.

THAT WAS 30 YEARS AGO.

THE ZAVALAS HAD A DESIRE

TO KILL THE GRINGOS...

BUT NOT YET THE WILL.

THE RINCHE:

CAPTAIN SHOT ME.

HE WAS GOING:

TO DO IT AGAIN.

BUT THE YOUNG GRINGO

STOPPED HIM.

THEY SHOT AT EACH OTHER.

THE CAPTAIN FELL DEAD.

AND THE YOUNG GRINGO

GOT IT HERE.

- HE WANTED TO HELP US.

- WE THOUGHT THAT TOO.

WE TOOK CARE OF HIM.

HE WORKED IN THE FIELDS

TO MAKE US TRUST HIM.

HE PLAYED WITH OUR CHILDREN

TO MAKE US LOVE HIM.

AND THEN... THEN HE SAW THIS

YOUNG GIRL.

YOUR OWN DAUGHTER, DON BRAULIO.

THEY WERE MARRIED

AGAINST MY WISHES.

THERE WAS A-A WEDDING FIESTA.

WE DRANK TEQUILA.

THE GRINGO WAS RUDE.

HE CURSED UGLY.

SO WE TOOK HIM OUTSIDE ON THE

PATIO HOPING THAT HE WOULD SOBER UP.

THEN WE CAME BACK INSIDE

AND I FELL ASLEEP.

I WOKE UP IN HORROR TO SEE THE

GRINGO STANDING THERE BEFORE ME.

HIS RIFLE AGAINST MY LEG.

BEHIND HIM, MARCELO AND TOMS LAY DEAD.

THE GRINGO'S BEARD THAT ONCE

HAD BEEN THE COLOR OF HONEY...

NOW DRIPPED RED WITH BLOOD.

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