Buchanan Rides Alone Page #5

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you'd cut my heart out

with your bare hand.

Well, like the man said,

be seeing you.

Didn't I just say goodbye to you?

Yes, sir, you did.

But you know something?

I've got to think about

what I'd do when Lew got here.

He's mighty handy with a gun.

BUCHANAN:

Well, what do you want to do?

Well, I know a place where Juan can

cross the border

without no chance of

running into anybody.

And if you don't mind, I'd be much obliged

if I could ride along with you.

All right, Pecos.

But I still ain't going

back into Agry Town, ever.

Lew's going to kill us when

he finds out the kid got away.

We'll get him back.

Well, here we are,

that's your country.

Guess this is where

we part company, Johnny.

Please, do not return to Agry Town.

Come to the hagienda with me.

Meet my father.

He will be very happy to make up

your losses.

I'll make up my own losses.

I must do something to repay you

for all you have done.

If you must go back to Agry Town,

let me go with you.

- You really want to do something for me?

-Name it and it's done.

Start riding and don't stop

till you get home.

- He named it, kid.

-So long, Johnny.

Pecos, ride a ways to see that

he keeps going south.

I will be waiting right here

for you, Buchanan. Good luck.

Juan!

What's the matter with you?

I couldn't have missed him from here.

Have the shot scare the kid away?

We'll get Buchanan later.

(GUNSHOT)

You know something, Johnny?

Looks like this time I let my big mouth

talk me into a real peck of trouble.

Tell Buchanan...

WALDO:
All right, boy, mount up.

You're going back to town.

Lew, I want to know

what's holding up the hanging.

Simon's orders.

You all saw how broken up

poor Simon was at the funeral.

What's that got to do with it?

Well, if your son was killed,

you'd want to see his murderer get

what's coming to him, wouldn't you?

Now you'll just have to wait until

Simon's feeling better.

Simon. Simon, wake up.

I know the funeral's been a chore, but

I think this might make you feel better.

Your money man's here.

GOMEZ:

I have fulfilled your wish, sefior.

Fine. Now if you'll just

turn over the money.

I will turn over the money

when you turn over Juan de la Vega.

- What's the matter, don't you trust me?

-No, sefior.

How do you know you can trust him?

We haven't seen the money.

How do we know he's got it with him?

I have the money.

And I believe you.

Carbo, bring the boy back here.

Sefior Gomez, as you say

in Spanish, mi casa es su casa.

Make yourself at home.

AMOS:
Lew! Lew! Carbojust pulled up behind

the jail, I think he's looking for you.

- Well, I ain't hard to find.

-Yeah, but...

Amos, ever since

this thing has happened

you've been running around town

like a chicken with its head cut off.

-(LAUGHTER)

-How about I buy you a drink?

CARBO:

Lew.

What do you want, Garbo'?

Keys to the jail cells.

Oh, sure.

(RATTLING KEYS)

Lew, you just made

the biggest mistake of your life.

You'd better make it right

before it's too late.

I ain't made no mistake, Carbo.

I think so. Come on.

- I ain't goin' no place.

-We're going over to Simon's.

The two of you have got

some things to hash over.

Now, what would Simon and me

have to hash over?

Where's the kid?

Ah. Well, you just tell Sefior Gomez

that if he's got any trading to do

I'm the man to see, because

Simon ain't got nothing to trade.

You know, Carbo, now that I've gone

into business for myself

I might not have time

for this sheriff business any more.

You keep this up, Lew, you're going

to wind up in a box right alongside Roy.

(LEW CHUCKLING)

Hah! Giddap!

Put your hands on top of the desk.

And, Sheriff, would you mind

opening up that safe?

You kill me, Buchanan, ain't

nobody going to open that safe.

You know something, Sheriff?

It just might be worth it.

Hand me my gun belt.

Gentle!

Haul out my money

and count it over here on the table.

Put it in stacks of five hundred.

It'll be quicker that way.

AMOS:

Lew! Lew! You gotta do something!

Everybody's getting all riled up, they're

going to come down here and - aah!

Hello, Amos. Give Lew a hand

counting up my money.

How much is there?

Seventeen hundred.

You'd better start digging.

Get out with that fifty, Amos.

-It's all that's left, Buchanan.

-Put it back in my belt.

Amos, you were saying

something when you came in.

What's everybody

so riled up about?

Because we ain't hung the kid yet.

They say if Lew don't, they will.

Lew, you'd better get on

back up to the saloon.

Looks like you're gonna have to

do some mighty fast talking.

Lew? Lew?

What do you think they're gonna do

when find out the kid ain't in jail?

They won't find out till

after I get that fifty thousand.

But what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna find Gomez.

It's time we started talking business.

- Well, how are you gonna find Gomez?

-Very simple, I'm going to look for him.

If he wants that kid back,

he just might be looking for me.

(CHATTERING)

Lew.

We've waited long enough.

Yeah, and we ain't

waiting any longer.

If you don't get on with it, the men

will just take care of it themselves.

Ah, take it easy, fellas.

That's what I come in here for.

You all know Simon won't like

missing the hanging, so we'll wait.

But if he don't show up soon,

we'll go ahead without him.

Whiskey for everybody on me, Nacho.

Drink up, fellas, I'll be back.

Set 'em up, Nacho.

Okay, drink up, everybody.

I thought I told you to go home.

I couldn't help it, Buchanan.

That's right, Buchanan.

He couldn't help it.

Now you can do one of two things.

You make a break for it and we

shoot you both in the back

or you can toss over them guns.

Go get the keys.

We're sure making progress.

Buchanan,

they killed Pecos.

- Hey, what are you all doing here?

-We had a little trouble. Where's Lew?

Where's the kid?

He's in jail with Buchanan.

I asked you where Lew was.

Well, he...

he said he'd be right back.

Ain't he busy?

I cannot understand why you

do not deliver Juan to me, sefior.

We can't deliver the boy in broad

daylight. The town's all for a hanging.

I am impatient, sefior. I have

fulfilled my part of the contract.

I will leave now.

When you are ready to return

Juan to me,

you will discover

I am very easy to find.

Might as well face it, Simon.

You're going to have to kiss

the fifty thousand goodbye.

Lew's holding the trump card.

Lew never saw the day

he could outfox me.

And nobody ever saw me

kiss $50,000 goodbye.

-(KNOCKING)

-Come in.

- Well, Amos, what is it?

-Well, I was just looking for Lew.

You were?

You should have known better than

to get mixed up in this with Lew, Amos.

Mixed up in what?

I haven't got any time to waste.

Where's Lew hiding the kid?

What are you talking about? I don't

know what the... I don't know nothing.

-(SOUND OF PUNCHING)

-(AMOS GROANING)

Now, where's the kid?

- In jail.

-Don't lie to me!

I'm not lying to you.

He's back in jail.

I'm telling you the truth.

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