Brothers in Arms

Synopsis: The two 'most wanted' cowboys in the New Mexico territory ride into Corazon for one last job - to rob the ruthless town boss.
Genre: Western
Production: First Run Features
 
IMDB:
2.3
R
Year:
2005
85 min
Website
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Faster, faster.

How the hell are you?

Get off that saddle, right now.

Thats my little brother.

I promised Mom I would always

protect him...

...but I had a feeling this one

was gonna be different.

Something was telling me,

this time...

...one of us wasnt gonna

make it back home.

-How long we gotta be out here?

-Long as it takes, little brother.

Till we know that place

like the back of your hand.

l hate this part.

Look, it ain't no action, man.

You gonna get plenty soon enough.

What about the others?

Don't worry, they'll be here.

My friend, the reverend.

Some say he found God

after the devil rejected him.

Who are you?

Born of the dust,

l was made in his image.

The gentleman thief, Kansas.

He was my wild card.

Full house, gentlemen.

No.

l don't never lose...

...especially to no thief.

Gentlemen....

-Somebody get the sheriff.

-Get him yourself.

But there was one more.

To do this job, I had to find Mara.

It wasnt hard.

She was still up to her old tricks.

What the hell?

What the hell's the matter

with you, lndian?

l don't think this squaw

speaks no English.

Coin?

She thinks she's gonna rob us.

Be prepared to meet

your maker, savage.

Oh, boy.

We don't take kindly

to your type around here.

And what type would that be?

Sneaky lowlife n*ggers

like yourselves.

-Now you done gone and did it.

-Done what?

Done gone and made him mad.

See, he don't like blacks

calling other blacks n*ggers.

Boy, you kidding me?

There's six of us and two of you.

You know, you right,

and that don't seem fair, do it?

So you wanna run off

and get some more men?

Kill him.

Kill him!

Looks like game's over,

huh, fancy pants?

Now, that wasn't very

gentleman-like, was it?

Come on.

Looks like we got ourselves a real

Mexican standoff now, don't we?

Well, since l'm a gambling man,

l'm betting on me.

Damn it, woman!

Brother Willoby.

You're not taking the Lord's

name in vain, are you?

No.

For a preacher man...

...you sure hang out

with a motley crew.

A hustler...

...and a half-breed.

Only the Lord may judge,

Brother Willoby.

l merely tend to the flock.

Well, you're okay with me.

Hail, hail, the gang's all here.

Thought you two got out

of the game.

Hell, you know me.

l get bored easy.

-How's tricks?

-l suppose you ought to ask Mara.

l must admit, l was intrigued

when l received your letter.

We all were.

Zane and l wouldn't have bothered

if it wasn't worth it.

Who's that?

This here is my friend,

medicine man.

His Christian name is Jacob.

His heathen name is Running Fox.

No offense to present company.

We met up at Doc Willobys cabin.

I called, and they answered.

This gang is like family...

...and family dont ask questions.

There wasnt much in it for them,

and they knew that.

This job was personal.

This time, it was about me

and my brother.

Okay, guys, this is our next job.

Zane got this from

a former bank associate...

...who will no longer be needing it.

Town's name is

Corazn de la Muerte...

...which means ''heart of death,''

about a half day's ride from here.

Yeah, the bank's a depository

for the railroad.

Railroad?

That means a lot of money.

lt also means a lot of guns,

which means a lot of bullets...

...and a lot of dead.

So we're gonna come in

in twos, split.

l'm gonna take the point.

Kansas, l need you back here.

Mara, by this window.

As usual, fear is in our favor.

Let's keep it that way.

But why this bank?

Because it belongs to him.

Well...

...get on with it.

lt's official, Mr. Driscoll.

You now effectively own the bank.

Like everything else in this town.

l get what l pay for.

ls there something else?

Yeah-- Mr. Driscoll, the ch--

The chamber of commerce feel

that the taxes...

...well, they're too exacerbated.

Tell me, Mr. Mayor.

Where would this town be without

my protection and investments?

You think l like this

godforsaken shithole?

This town is like any other town

l've brought up:

Purely a means to an end.

There, you see?

My son, Bert.

My pride and joy.

A fine, upstanding citizen.

He's a good-for-nothing a**hole.

But he's my son.

What's a man to do?

Groom him to be my successor,

that's what.

l'll tell you what, Crawley...

...Bert would make a great mayor.

Now, wait a minute, that's my--

No one's got a job unless l allow it.

ls that clear to everyone?

-Absolutely clear, Mr. Driscoll, yes.

-Yes. Absolutely.

He owns everything.

May as well change the name

of the town to Driscollville.

A**hole.

No.

Somebody stop him.

Sheriff. Sheriff, there's trouble.

Please, it's my ma.

They're gonna kill her.

Leave her alone.

Come on.

Stop.

Ma.

Ma?

Ma.

Ma!

Ma.

Come on, we're out of here.

-Damn you, Bert.

-l ain't doing it for you now, all right?

-There ain't no call for this.

-lt ain't none of your business.

You messed up, hear?

You can't touch me, you know.

Just go away, okay? Go away.

Come on, boys,

drinks on the house.

Take her to the undertaker.

Hey, sheriff, can l ask you

a question?

Shoot.

l mean, this piece of crap town...

...nobody cares about it.

Why do you care?

Are you all right, sir?

l would like to make

a considerable deposit...

...into your...

...fine establishment.

Of course.

However...

...l was wondering,

for my own piece of mind...

...when would the railroads

be coming through...

...to pick up the deposits?

l'm not allowed to give out

that kind of information.

You'd have to speak with the bank

manager, Mr. Hickle, about that.

You know, being that

there are all sorts...

...of unsavory types lurking about...

...dealing with folks such as ourselves

is a much more...

...pleasant situation.

Catch my meaning?

Much obliged, Miss Lorelie.

What--?

But what about your deposit?

l have some other matters

to attend to.

Just two ships merely passing

in the night.

-Bert.

-Yo, Pop.

Why are we still here?

l mean, what are we doing?

For now...

...this is our town, Bert.

Our town makes me sick.

l've changed the name.

Make us more at home.

Every father, Bert...

...lives in the dream...

...that his child will be

greater than himself.

That he will surpass him...

...not just in material things...

...but will in time come to show

more compassion...

...more love, patience...

...than l have been able to show.

Every day...

...you make me lose faith

in that dream.

-What will it be, gents?

-Whiskey all around.

Do you think this a prudent idea?

We gotta wet our whistles

before we hit the trail.

What if somebody recognizes us?

Ain't nobody gonna recognize us.

How you wanna do this?

We're gonna drink up, walk out

and right out of town.

He's right there.

lf we cause a scene,

we're gonna blow the job.

F*** that job.

Easy now, little brother.

Give me the bottle.

Shall l put that on your tab,

Mr. Driscoll?

On his tab?

Don't you know who his daddy is?

No tab.

My old man owns this joint.

Go away.

l don't pay.

Everybody gotta pay.

You say, every--?

What? What was that?

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Jean-Claude La Marre

Jean-Claude La Marre is an American writer, director, and film and television actor. His film credits include Malcolm X, Dead Presidents, Gang of Roses and Go for Broke. On television, he has guest-starred on New York Undercover, Law & Order, and NYPD Blue. more…

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