Dead Again in Tombstone Page #4

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You... You already got the book.

What are you talking about?

Well, you knew all along.

You knew the whole time that book

was worthless all by itself.

I do now.

Now, you can keep the book.

Send my daughter out.

Not so fast.

The book isn't worthless by itself

if I have one more thing.

And then one more thing and one

more thing and then another.

When does it end, Jackson?

Bring her out here.

He really doesn't know, does he?

He needs a relic.

A what?

The Devil's Horn!

Hey! You stop movin' or you're gonna die.

Aren't you tired of killin'?

I'm just gettin' started, sir.

Good. Then kill me.

Because I'm tired of this life.

Oh, I will.

But you harm one strand of hair on her head,

and there'll be hell to pay.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Now, where is the Horn, Guerrero?

No!

Jackson! You got a mean streak in you!

Runs right down the center of my back.

Now where is this Horn?

I think I know.

You're standing right under it.

Come on.

- Let's go.

- There it is.

Right on time.

Colonel, should I go after 'em?

Oh, no. Forget about Guerrero.

We'll get him in due time.

We have an army to mobilize.

This room is not gonna be

large enough for our corps of men.

Where can we go?

Any suggestions?

Town Hall.

Why didn't I think of that?

Now, get the Horn.

Okay, we're gonna need a couple

of horses and a few days' supplies.

Why?

Because we're getting outta here.

We're not.

Yes, we are. Now, come on. Let's go.

Jackson has the relic.

Yeah, and if he brings the power

of the relic to life,

we'd better be far away from here.

You afraid?

Alicia, I've seen the Devil.

You should be afraid.

Some things are bigger than you.

This is bigger than all of us.

We've got to go.

You've been cutting

and running your whole life.

Forgive yourself for the past, Guerrero.

Be a new man.

It's too late.

I'm too old to be new.

Then I guess we're better off without you.

Leave.

I don't need evil in front and behind me.

I'd say it's time

we go raise the dead.

In fact,

I won't be needing this anymore.

What the hell you get us into now, old man?

Dr. Goldsworthy.

I had a feeling.

We're all sinners, Guerrero.

That's what makes us human.

It's what we do in this human form

that echoes through the ages.

Qu hars, mijo?

What will you do now?

Good boy.

Hey. Yeah.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Well, boy, go that way,

might live a little longer.

Go back to town,

liable to die again.

What do you wanna do, fella?

F*** it. Let's go die again.

Jackson Boomer and his gang murdered my nana,

Sheriff Judkins, Dr. Goldsworthy

and Squeeze Benteen.

Hell, I know some of you are on edge.

I am, too.

But it's up to us.

This is our home, our town.

Let's bring the fight to 'em.

Who's gonna fight with me?

No, there's no way.

I'll be your deputy.

In the name of the archangel

Lucifer, Prince of Darkness,

and by the power of this relic,

a part of his very own immortal body,

I release these purgatory soldiers

so that they may serve under my command,

and bring the wrath of hell upon the earth!

Whoo!

Prepare to arm these men.

Is no one else going to bring

the fight to those murderers?

Henry.

No way.

Joseph, what about you?

We're farmers, not fighters.

I will!

- Yeah!

- Let's go!

Load your guns, and let's get ready to fight.

Yeah!

I'm proud of you, daughter.

Thanks.

Didn't we bury this horse?

Hyah!

Jackson! Come on out!

You messed with the wrong town!

You again.

It's about time.

Jackson Boomer, you and

your men are under arrest.

Put your weapons down and give yourselves up.

I have what I came for.

We're fixin' to blow outta this town.

We got a world to conquer.

We don't have time to mess around

in your no-count town.

There is a need for justice, and you're

gonna hang for what you've done.

Shut that scrawny, little b*tch up.

Well, I've already killed you twice,

but I suppose the third time is the charm.

Me and you, Jackson, mano a mano.

Stand your ground, deputies.

Those guns won't hurt me.

These guns aren't for you.

Well, I was about to leave.

But you made me mad.

Mad?

You ain't seen mad.

With the rage of hellfire

and damnation, I come at thee!

Behind the post!

Get back. Come on!

No, no, no!

Alicia!

Alicia!

We can't defeat them like this!

We have to find another way!

I'll keep 'em busy!

Go inside and get the book!

See if you can reverse this spell!

I'm going in! Cover me!

You deserve to hang.

- I didn't kill anybody.

- Same as.

Can't take that to court.

Don't see no court here.

You're f***ed now, b*tch.

I'm used to getting f***ed.

Mr. Cravens, follow me.

Get the book.

It's time to leave.

It's amazing how much destruction

this book can do!

Jackson Boomer, you can't win this one.

I stand against everything you stand for.

That's your problem, Guerrero.

That's why you haven't got a chance.

The moment you relinquished

and abandoned Satan,

you relinquished all the power

he bestowed upon you,

and now it belongs to me.

I don't need Satan's power

to ram that Horn up your ass.

Well, you see, the man downstairs

has a better plan than that.

You could just walk away right now,

and this way,

you'd be saving her.

Why should he release me?

Well, you're not the man you

once were, and now he has me.

Ah. Just like you. It's a trick.

Oh, no, no.

He's pleased with all the evil

that you've unleashed on the earth.

He wants to express his gratitude

and his forgiveness.

I don't need his appreciation...

Or his forgiveness.

Fire!

Never bring a knife to a gunfight!

No!

Hand it over, Alicia.

Don't do it!

Goddamn, Guerrero!

Why don't you just die already?

Dying's not in my future, a**hole!

No.

You want that Horn? Here it is!

Are you okay?

You were willing to risk

your life to save mine.

Isn't that what a father's supposed to do?

No, no, no. Don't die on me now.

No, Papa.

Boy, I'm getting too old for this dyin' sh*t.

You ain't that easy to kill after all,

are you, old man?

You don't know the half of it, girl.

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