Charro!

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Buenos dias, charro. What would you like?

Tequila. The makings.

Dos pesos, sir.

My name's Wade. Jess Wade.

Mean anything to you?

No, charro.

Nobody came here today asking for me?

No, charro.

Nobody asked for Jess Wade?

Not a man asked for nobody.

Not a man. A woman.

A beautifuI, no-good woman.

About so high.

Maybe beautifuI to me, not to you.

I got a message.

Taken me a day and a half

to ride in here and meet her.

I apologize, Jess.

If I'd sent a message that I wanted

to see you, you wouldn't have showed up.

So, I sent a message that

Miss Tracey Winters had come down here.

And here you are.

In any case, we're all glad to see you.

Don't move, Jess.

All right.

All of you know what I'm going to do.

What are you gonna do, Jess?

Leave me again?

You all know I'm gonna try for that door.

Anybody makes a move to stop me,

one of you never makes another move.

Understand? Maybe two of you.

Which two? Think it over.

Just remember the first face I see gets it.

Where you going? Mr. "Go Straight" Wade.

Hey, Jess.

Now, you should have never left me, Jess.

We missed you. Couldn't you tell?

I figured.

All right, Billy, see what he's got on him.

I'd say he's got on him boots, pants,

some kind of shirt,

some kind of hat.

That's what I'd say he's got on him, Vince.

Take out his wallet, idiot!

What kind of brother are you?

In front of him!

Now, do what I tell you!

Do your own work, Vince.

Don't send an idiot to do it for you.

Look, you've been around us

long enough to know

that when I badmouth my brother

I don't want to hear an echo.

Now, let him go!

Now, give me your gun belt.

All right, Billy.

- How much?

- Six dollars.

All right, Billy.

Tell the man we're sorry

we messed up his place.

Now get on your horse, Jess.

Get on your horse!

All right, let's move out.

How do you like the view, Jess?

It's a long way down.

But you're not going to drop me.

What makes you think I won't, old friend?

You could have killed me

back in that saloon.

All right, let's keep movin'.

Gabe, it's all right. It's Vince.

Six dollars. Six lousy dollars.

You left me for that skinny little vein.

I told you there was no gold in it.

It was skinny. I told you it was skinny.

You told me.

Nobody leaves me.

If I live to be 100, I'll never get over it.

Somebody left me. You.

You know what, Jess?

All because of Miss Tracey Winters.

My girI, Jess.

You left me because of my girI.

My girI fell for you and you thought

you could turn honest for her.

Well, you and Tracey were crazy, Jess.

Worse than that, you were blind stupid.

You got me here for a reason.

Now, what is it?

You worked that vein for a year

just to find out how skinny it was.

You left me, Jess. You could've had that.

Let him take a look.

Let him see what he missed.

Doesn't look like much, does it?

But you'd have been rich, Jess.

Richer than you ever dreamed of

the rest of your life.

There was never any future

with you, Vince.

Vince.

The soldiers just might stumble over

the entrance of this ravine.

Now, let's get going.

Don't you try to give my brother orders.

Whoa, Heff.

He's a worrier, Billy Roy.

Good to have a worrier along.

Show him. Show Jess what he missed.

And what we got.

Maybe we ought to

make him guess.

All right, Gunner, Mody,

take the canvas off.

Solid gold over bronze, Jess.

Maybe over $100,000 worth.

More silver than a man's apt

to see in a lifetime.

And you're gonna melt it down.

Melt it down?

Jess, boy, you've been away

from me too long.

You've forgotten I never think short,

always long.

What's long this time?

Well, now, this gun isn't just

worth the gold and silver on it.

It's what they call the Victory Gun, Jess.

It fired the last shot against Maximilian.

AII Mexico was freed.

It's a shrine, Jess.

Highest bidder.

You see what you gave me up for?

Maybe your share of over $100,000.

How far are the Federales behind you?

Not me, Jess. You.

They're after you.

I just wanted to make sure you'd be

in the neighborhood.

Don't you want to know why

they're after you?

You remember Norm, Jess?

He got shot in the neck while

we was gettin' away.

Norm never made it.

We buried him out there somewhere.

I let it get out that that wasn't Norm at all.

Mody.

Look at this, Jess.

Look at the posters they got out

on both sides of the border.

"Wanted. $10,000 reward. Jess Wade. "

"American. 6'2". Dark hair.

Fair complexion. "

That fits, doesn't it, old friend?

"The Mexican government is prepared

to pay 10,000 American dollars

"for the apprehension of Jess Wade,

"who was the only identifiable member

of the fouI perpetrators

"who stole the Victory Gun

from the Chapultepec Palace,

"July 8, last. "

Now listen to this. This is the best part.

"Wade sustained a neck wound

"as a result of the gunfire

from the guards on duty.

"This man can be identified

by the severe wound on his neck. "

So, that's it.

All right, boys.

A severe wound across his neck.

You see who they're lookin' for, Jess? You.

All right, let him up.

That's one man who's not gonna make

it to his feet, let alone go anywhere.

- All right, bring his saddle.

Yo!

How do you suppose he did that?

Who says he could keep on

managing that?

One thing, Jess, you haven't lost

any of your sand.

All right, that's enough.

Make him comfortable.

Is that better, Jess?

All right, let's get ready to move out.

- Gabe?

- Yeah.

- Take Jess' horse with you.

- Yes, sir.

Well, now, that's a lot more like it.

You're as good as new, Jess,

except for your neck.

You won't be needin'

my tender care anymore.

You're free to go, Jess.

Anywhere where the Mexican law

or the Mexican Federales can't find you.

Or any place north,

where the American law

or the American cavalry

can't run you down.

You're a famous man, Jess.

Don't ever forget it.

I won't.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Billy Roy, what the hell

is the matter with you?

I quit! This is as far as I go!

Get going. Keep at it.

No, no, no. We settle here!

No, we'll settle up there!

It's about a mile or so from Rio Seco.

Now you're talkin'!

I get a night on the town.

Keep at it!

Let's get us up there on them rocks!

Lordy, Lordy, can't say

I'm gonna miss that.

All right, let's move out.

Hi, Dan.

Jess.

Jess, I'm so glad to see you.

- Or am I?

- I hoped you'd be.

Not if what I've read is true.

What've you read, Dan?

- Coffee?

- Is it as bad as ever?

- It's worse.

- Good.

As I remember, one of your punishments,

along with your lectures,

was drinkin' your coffee.

Hey, you're wrong, Dan.

It's not worse, it's only as bad.

So be it. Sit down.

Do you mind loosening

that dust catcher around your neck?

I mind.

- Look, do you want to hear what I've read?

- You don't have to read it, Dan.

You barreled around

when I told you not to.

You rode with Vince Hackett

when I told you not to.

You've done everything I told you not to.

But one thing you never did was lie.

Now, is this true?

No.

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