Day of the Outlaw Page #4

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We pull out of here at dawn.

(Wind howling)

We don't ride tomorrow or the day after. Did you see the weather coming in?

My tongue's salt-dry for whiskey.

We took that army pay wagon,

fought hard, shot our way out.

For what?

Sitting around on our butts like this was Sunday school!

Captain, you ain't letting nature take its course.

Men don't act like you make us act here.

We've got this town under our thumb but we ain't getting no pleasure.

Two more days like this is gonna seem like two more years.

Maybe not even you can keep us in line, Bruhn.

I gave my word to the people of this town.

Why did you? To make you look big and us little?

Maybe you better answer, Bruhn.

You'll drink, fool around, then kill each other over these women.

I'm a-riding out of here at daybreak with six men.

It's Saturday night. Invite the ladies over for a social.

There's no harm in coffee and cookies and a little dancing.

- It'll take the edge off for a while.

- Yeah.

And all I'd like is a chance to talk to that little girl.

I won't even ask her to dance if she don't want to.

With no liquor it'll be a quiet Saturday night.

We need it bad, Captain.

Very well.

(Honky-tonk piano)

(Bruhn) Tex!

One dance and I get her back.

If I was drunk I'd really show you how to dance.

Maybe Bruhn will open up the whiskey pretty soon.

I won't let Pace touch you.

Are you any better?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.

No, you're right.

I came with them, I'm one of them.

I said I wouldn't let Pace touch you but you don't have to dance with me.

Don't leave me.

Why don't we dance?

I want to look at you.

I think Tex has got to the point where he can't stop.

Tex.

May I dance with the lady?

Now.

I'm gonna get Bruhn one of these days.

It's been tried by a lot of dead men.

Why did you have to do this terrible thing?

There are things worse, Ma'am, than dancing with lonely men.

- Please let us go.

- Soon.

Why did you have to come here?

You should be grateful.

Our coming saved the life of your husband.

I don't believe Blaise would have gone through with it.

Mrs. Crane,

when my men and I leave here

there will be a showdown and you will be a widow.

Shorty.

Shorty.

- Having a good time, gentlemen?

- Yeah.

How long can Bruhn live?

Well, I gave him a big shot of morphine.

It deadens pain, makes the patient feel fine.

As soon as that dose wears off, he's gonna start coughing.

The cough's gonna rip the lungs a little bit more.

A few hours after he starts coughing he's gonna die.

(Door opens and closes)

I didn't expect to hear music tonight.

They took the women to the saloon with them,

to dance.

Dance?

What are the men gonna do about it?

Nothing, just talking.

Crane is talking about going to see Bruhn.

If he does,

looks like you'll get what you wanted without doing a thing.

(Blaise) Hold it, that's enough.

(Music stops)

Are you giving the orders now?

No.

You don't know about the weather up in these mountains.

It's storming up here but not down in the valley below.

You came here to talk about the weather?

Those soldiers you think are days behind you are riding over the trail

and they're heading this way.

Your concern for my men and me, Mr. Blaise, is very touching.

Your position is hardly a tactical one.

You can't fight those soldiers here.

Even a private would realise that, Captain.

Can you suggest an alternative?

Yes, if you stop this party.

There's another way through the mountains.

No trail, no pass, but there's a way.

- I've been through it.

- He's lying.

Why didn't you take your women that way this morning?

It's too rough for the women.

Might be too rough for some of your men.

He's lying. I tell you, Bruhn, he's lying.

I'll find out.

You ride with us, lead the way.

(Wind howling)

You couldn't find it without me.

Shorty...

Pack your gear and assemble the men. We're moving out at daybreak.

Gene, get the ladies out of here.

(Coughing)

(Coughing)

Don't be frightened anymore.

We'll be gone in a few minutes.

Can I get you something? Some tobacco?

No, thanks. I don't smoke.

I'll always remember you.

Goodbye, Gene.

Goodbye, Ernine.

You mustn't go with them.

I have to.

I might come back later but I have to.

If you go, you'll never come back. There's no way through that mountain.

Blaise.

There is no trail to Cheyenne.

I never said there was a trail.

I said there was a way through.

Stop manoeuvring. There's no way.

Kill him.

Wait, Gene.

I'd like you to know why I lied to you.

I'm not interested.

You're a dying man, Bruhn.

That interest you?

How do you want to die?

You're a man, not an animal.

You can ride out here with me and die clean,

or turn your men loose on this town and die like a pig in the mud.

Do you want another Mormon massacre?

(Coughing continues)

How do you want to go, Bruhn?

Ernine told you there was no trail.

- I didn't say who told me.

- Ernine must like you.

Have you any idea what Pace will do to her when Bruhn dies?

- I can stop him.

- Are you sure?

I won't be here to help you, son.

(Coughing continues)

Just a minute.

I know what I'm doing

and I know what Gene's doing.

But you, what's your reason?

- Why do you want to die?

- I know what I'm doing too, Bruhn.

Let's leave it at that.

I guess every fool has his reason.

Ernine spoke the truth.

- There is no way across the mountain.

- Who knows?

Maybe I'll find a trail.

I'm not even sure they're going.

But if they do go, you know you won't come back.

Probably not.

Why are you doing this?

I'm not doing anything special.

I'm just taking some bad men out of a good town.

You're the same man who would have killed Hal.

I don't know you at all.

No reason to.

Are you doing it because of me?

I'd like to know, Blaise.

I'm doing it because of myself.

That night in my room in the Wyoming you asked me not to kill your husband

and I took a good look at myself in the mirror.

I didn't like what I saw.

I'm not any different from the men who rode in and took over this town,

only they don't pretend to be anything but what they are.

And that's all there is to it, Mrs. Crane.

Let's move.

Ah, I feel better now.

I'm beginning to hope we're gonna make it.

None of us are gonna make it.

Hey, Blaise, how are we gonna get out of this?

(Whinnying)

I'm gonna need me another horse.

Ride one of the pack horses.

Gene, get off your horse.

Bruhn said get down.

And I'm saying leave your saddlebags where they are.

There's 6,000 in gold in 'em.

You can't carry it anyway. Get down.

Just follow the tracks.

If snow covers them, keep the wind at your back. You'll be all right.

Down!

Hey!

You won't be needing that gun.

We're both giving this party, Mr. Blaise.

Move out, son.

Say hello to the soldiers for us, kid.

(Tex) That's right.

(Shorty) Captain Bruhn!

Captain Bruhn!

What's wrong?

Hey, Starrett, help me.

Hold it. We have to stop here till the Captain can ride again.

We're not stopping.

(Gunshot)

Get on your horse.

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