Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid Page #3

the window like that?

Butch, you're really something,

you know that?

Could you be a little more specific

about that, Agnes?

Butch!

O.K., Sweetface, give them a nice smile.

Come on.

That's a nice touch.

I swear, if he told me

I rode out of town 10 minutes ago,

I'd believe him.

And there they go.

No, no.

Don't ask me to stay.

You're the only real man I ever met.

You know that, Butch?

It's not just 'cause of all that money

you got to spend on people. It's you.

The way you're always

looking to see am I happy or not?

A lot of the other girls,

they... they might want you

for when you got lots of money

to spend on people.

Me, I... I don't care about...

clothes and money and jewels...

and furs,

and things like that.

Lots of the other girls do,

but I never did.

I always said, Agnes...

Don't move.

Stand up.

Put your hands up.

Higher.

Now turn around and start...

Get our horses and come on back here.

Hyah!

Get out of here!

Get out!

Go on!

Get out of here, you fat-headed beast!

Come on!

You're the fat-headed

beast. Quit shouting!

Boy, somebody sure trained 'em.

Which way?

Well, it doesn't matter.

I don't know where we've been,

and I've just been there.

They can't follow us. We're safe.

You really think so?

I will if you will.

How long you

figure we've been watching?

Oh, a while.

How long before you figure

they're not after us?

A while longer.

How come you're so talkative?

Just naturally blabby, I guess.

Ohh! I haven't done so much riding

since I quit rustling.

That's a miserable occupation.

Dusk to dawn, no sleep, rotten food.

Hey.

I see it.

Torches you think?

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe lanterns.

They're following our path.

Dead on it.

I couldn't do that. Could you do that?

How can they do that?

Who are those guys?

You sure this'll work?

It'll work.

That's what you said about Sweetface.

This'll work.

Once they divide up,

we take them, no trouble, right?

Maybe.

Boy, for a gunman,

you're one hell of a pessimist.

They ought to get

to where we split up any time.

They're just about there.

How many of them do you

think will come our way?

Oh, I wish we had rifles.

I mean, they got rifles.

But we got surprise on our side, right?

So far, they're doing what we want.

You think we ought to

take them from up here?

Kid, look, you know this

work better than I do.

Is it best here,

or maybe down there,

closer to the trail?

Uh...

Damn it!

They're not going for it.

Who are those guys?

I don't know.

I don't know.

We got to do something and shake them.

Whatever you come up with

is fine with me,

but whatever it is, it better be now!

What are you doing here?

Easy, Ray. Easy.

What the hell do you mean, take it easy?

You promised you'd never

come into my territory.

And we haven't.

Just because we were friendly

doesn't give you the right to break in.

What if we was seen together?

I'm too old to find another job.

At least have the

decency to draw your guns.

Listen, Butch is trying

to tell you something.

All right. What do you want?

A couple of things.

We want to enlist, Ray.

In the army. Right away.

Go fight the Spanish.

Oh, you're crazy. You are crazy.

You are, both of you, crazy!

They'd throw you in jail

for a thousand years each.

Come on, Sundance.

Start trussing my feet.

Here. You seen these before. Come on!

I'm not taking the chance

that someone saw you coming in.

We're serious about this.

You are known outlaws.

We'd quit.

That's the point. Is that on tight?

That's all right.

There's some hankies in the drawer

you can use to gag me.

I swear, this'd work, Ray.

You trust us. The government trusts you.

Anything you tell them

they gotta believe, right?

You've never done a

dishonest thing ever,

and you're pushing 60. We'd quit.

They'd drop the charges against us,

we'd fight till the war is over.

They don't even have

to make us officers.

That's some proposition.

They forget all about the years

of thieving and robbing.

They take you into the army,

which is what you want

in the first place.

There's something out there

that scares you, huh?

But it's too late.

You should've let yourself get killed

while you had the chance.

You may be the biggest

thing to hit this area,

but you're still two-bit outlaws.

I never met a soul more

affable than you, Butch,

or faster than the Kid.

But you're still two-bit outlaws

on the dodge.

It's over! Don't you get that?

Your times is over,

and you're gonna die bloody,

and all you can do is choose where.

I'm sorry,

I'm getting mean in my old age.

Come on. Shut me up, Sundance.

Ah, you're wasting your time.

They can't track us over rock.

Tell them that.

They're beginning to get on my nerves.

Who are those guys?

You remember the time

you, me, and Etta went to Denver

for a vacation?

I'm glad you brought that up, Kid.

That's an important topic,

considering our situation.

The night we went gambling, remember?

We had dinner at the hotel.

Etta had roast beef, and I had chicken.

If I can remember what you had,

I'll die happy.

Look out there.

What?

I got to talking to

some gambler that night.

He told us about an Indian...

full-blooded Indian,

except he used an English name,

Sir... somebody.

Lord Baltimore?

That's right, and he could track anybody

over anything day or night.

So?

The guy on the ground, I think it's him.

No. Baltimore works out of Oklahoma.

He's strictly an Oklahoma man.

I don't know where we are,

but it isn't Oklahoma.

Ah, it couldn't be him.

It couldn't be him.

I guess.

Whoever it is,

it sure the hell is somebody.

Damn it!

Don't they get tired?

Don't they get hungry?

They've gotta be.

Why don't they slow up?

They could even go faster.

At least that'd be a change.

They don't even break formation.

Do something!

Kid.

What?

Who's the best lawman?

Best? How?

You mean toughest or easiest to bribe?

Toughest.

Joe LeFors.

Gotta be.

LeFors never leaves Wyoming. Never.

You know that.

He always wears a white skimmer.

That's how you tell it's Joe LeFors,

'cause he wears a white straw hat.

Look at that guy out front.

Jesus, who are those guys?

Hyah!

Come on now.

Here you go, Kid.

Go on! Get out of here! Go on!

What if they don't follow the horse?

You're the brains, Butch.

You'll think of something.

Damn it!

The way I figure it,

we can either fight or give.

If we give, we go to jail.

I've been there already.

If we fight,

they can stay where they are

and starve us out...

or go for position, shoot us.

Might even get a rock slide started.

What else can they do?

They could surrender to us,

but I wouldn't count on that.

They're going for position, all right.

Better get ready.

Kid, the next time I say

let's go someplace like Bolivia,

let's go someplace like Bolivia.

Next time.

Ready?

No. We'll jump.

Like hell we will.

No. It'll be O.K.

if the water's deep enough

and we don't get squished to death.

They'll never follow us.

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