Dawn Rider Page #4

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Yeah.

You wouldn't know anything

about that, right?

Killing for money?

Where'd you get this ring?

Show me your shoulder.

I'm comin' with you.

No, I need you to stay here

and mind the office.

Dad worked

for the Express,

he didn't own it.

And I ain't askin'.

Hey!

Whoa, whoa!

Don't move and

lower your weapons.

We just want the money.

Hand it over and

nobody gets hurt.

I'm afraid this ain't

our money to give.

Come on.

You don't wanna do this.

F***.

Come on!

What happened?

I couldn't shoot him.

It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

You promise

you'll come back to me.

I promise.

Come on!

Where's the money?

I know

you took it, John.

Yeah, I took the money.

I also know

you killed my father.

Deputy, take Mr. Mason

into custody.

Sheriff's department

just got a little smaller.

We had to let

a few of 'em go.

Don't do it, John.

Shut the f*** up,

Greyson.

Are you gonna put

the money back?

It doesn't seem to be

the safest place for it.

CURLY:
John Mason,

you're under arrest for

stealing federal money

and assaulting

a peace officer.

You weren't a peace officer

when I assaulted you,

you sure as sh*t ain't

a peace officer now.

No!

Don't!

You get your hands

off him!

You son of a b*tch!

ALICE:
Let me go!

RUDD:
It was an accident.

Sure.

The marshal's comin' up

day after tomorrow.

Gonna be askin'

a whole lot

of questions.

Yeah, well, if two

of those questions are,

"Where's the money?"

And "Who killed Dad Mason?"

I might be able

to help him out.

You're gonna wanna

get me that money.

Dad saw your brand.

I ain't losin' the

Double Cross, John.

I never really cared

for that name.

I can see how

it's fitting though.

I love my sister, Mason.

But look into my eyes

so you know that

I'm telling you the truth.

I will sacrifice her

to save the ranch

that my daddy worked

so hard to build.

Now get me my money.

I'm gonna give you an hour

to get out of town.

How is it that you're

the one threatening me,

yet you're the one

behind bars?

Maybe you didn't

hear me.

Alice's life

is in your hands.

JOHN:
Fifty-nine minutes.

Jesus Christ, Rudd!

What the hell

are you doin'?

Now's not a good time, Ben.

Okay.

Is there somethin'

going on between

John Mason and Alice?

I don't know if it's

anything serious,

but, um,

it's goin' on.

Okay.

Those bullets meant

for John?

They're in case

we need to talk.

Talk.

I want you to stay here.

Curly will keep

an eye on you.

JOHN:
They're gonna

hang you, you know.

Shut up.

Hey, it's true.

You know, they say

a hanging man

shits himself

Shut the f*** up!

You're the one going

to hang for killing

them Pinkertons.

What?

I said Pinkertons.

What?

Pinkertons.

I'm sorry, I can't

understand a word

you are saying.

You mumble,

you know that?

Open your ears,

Cincinnati John Mason.

I said Pinkertons.

Oh.

Yeah.

JOHN:
I told you!

I ain't never been

to Cincinnati.

You're not gonna give me

any trouble, are you?

Your brother did

what he had to.

For you.

I could do something

for you.

Okay.

What?

You hard of hearin'?

Well, what exactly

you sayin'?

Do I gotta spell it out

for you?

No, ma'am.

Nice and slow.

Uh-uh.

Everyone knows you

keep a Derringer under

your pillow, darlin'.

I had to switch

hidin' places.

And it ain't no

f***in' Derringer.

Now how's about

you keep that little

hand cannon of yours

inside its holster

so that I don't have

to shoot you again

and get your blood

dirtying up my pretty dress.

You boys got your

stories straight for

when the marshal comes?

We get Mason to get

the money for us,

then his word

against ours,

Mason gets arrested.

You got it?

And no killin'.

Would you mind

giving me a hand?

Oh, looks like

you almost got it.

We're gonna need McClure.

McClure, you in here?

What?

Great.

What's the plan?

Great coffee.

Oh, thank you.

Can I have a word?

All right.

You care about Alice.

So do I.

I need you to do

somethin' for me.

Get her out of town,

wait it out.

I'll come for you

when it's over.

All right.

ALICE:
Goddamn you,

Ben McClure!

You know, I really wish

you didn't make me do this.

Goddamn it,

if you don't let me go,

I swear to God

I'll kill you myself!

Oh, come on now, Alice!

Look, all right,

get set down right here.

Stop it!

Just stop, all right?

I will let you go

soon enough.

Look,

John needs our help.

Yeah, I'll say he does.

Ben McClure,

did you do somethin'?

Greyson and Curly

are dead.

Mason and Alice

are gone.

He took the money.

He ain't goin' nowhere.

Time's up.

I just want my money.

You're under arrest.

Where'd you get

the tin?

Off the chest

of a good man.

A man you murdered.

Well, that's your word

against all of ours

and with your history

of violent behavior...

Hand over your weapons.

Don't give 'em the money.

That ain't gonna help you.

It can't hurt.

McClure here got

himself all drunk

and jealous

and took the bullets

out of your guns.

I'm sorry, John.

I wasn't using my head.

Just give me

the money now.

It's all yours.

Boys?

You know, they ain't

gonna do you much good

without bullets.

You know,

it's a funny thing

when you take

the bullets out

of a man's gun.

It changes the weight.

That's enough.

Put 'em down, Mason.

It's over, Rudd.

Come on.

Put down the gun.

There's no more

money left.

You son of a b*tch!

BEN:
Hey, John?

Hey.

Oh, sh*t.

Yep.

It's all good.

I'm okay.

You're gonna be okay.

Rudd's boys

took the ring.

We'll talk

about it later.

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's gonna live.

Come on.

Okay, I got you.

I got you.

Dad wasn't supposed

to be at the Express.

We all got some place

we gotta be.

Eloquently put.

You die first.

No, Alice...

Hey, put down your gun.

Now, looks like

your luck's finally

run out, John Mason.

You got a badge.

Your gardening

got boring for you,

did it?

Gentlemen?

You're here for Mason.

No, I'm not here for Mason.

It was Mason that

found me bleedin'

like a stuck pig

in the bushes near where

you left me for dead,

you son of a b*tch!

You killed four good men.

Take him away.

Now, don't lose these.

Make sure he doesn't

lose these.

This paper sets you

free and clear

as far as Missouri

is concerned

and this is a telegram

from the people back east

saying that they accept

my conclusion

that you are not

responsible for what

transpired in Mexico.

Sorry I couldn't do

anything about Ohio.

Hey...

I know.

You've never been

in Cincinnati.

John.

I got a train

takin' me east.

I'm never comin'

back here.

I always thought

I was gonna bid farewell

to you and you'd be dead.

But you're not.

Congratulations.

Goodbye, John.

Goodbye, Miss Gordon.

COCHRANE:

I hate the west!

I don't suppose you'll

help me explain to

the railway company

what happened to that

extra money, huh?

What extra money?

Let's just say

I left a little out

of those bags

that just exploded.

How much is a little?

Eh, I dunno.

Roughly.

Somewhere in

the neighborhood

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