Django Kill... If You Live, Shoot! Page #2

Come with me.

Vamos, hombres!

- Hurry up! No one can get away!

- Come on, all together!

- What are you waiting for?

- They're shooting.

Hurry UP!

- Shoot! Shoot!

- He's on the roof!

- Don't let him get away!

- Quick!

- There he is!

- Careful!

Shoot! Shoot!

- There's another one!

- Get him!

- Got him!

- We got him!

- Good going, Larry!

- Don't let him get away!

- Hold him down!

- Go on, Larry!

Watch out!

- Let's give it to him.

- Give it to him good!

Don't let him go!

Help!

Hold him down!

- There he is.

- Down here!

- This way.

- Get him!

- Got him!

- Run!

- The rope!

- Here it is.

- Hold him tight.

- Your days are over, grandpa!

To the gallows!

You can stop yelling.

It's all over for you.

- Where shall we hang him?

- Near the watering trough.

Let's not waste time.

There are others.

He's hit! We hit him.

He's still alive.

What are you waiting for, Hawkins?

Hold him. Don't let go.

He's dangerous.

- You should have cut your beard.

- Here's a good, thick rope.

- Hold him!

- He won't cooperate.

Go on, boy, Pray!

- Pull!

- Assassin! Thief!

- You're done running around.

- Murderer.

Let's put him with the others.

Here, Slim!

Show him how it's done.

- Do a nice job

- A clean job.

You're through scaring good people.

Good, Slim, very nice.

Have mercy.

- Give me my cigar.

- Make him happy.

- Ready, Billy?

- Ready for justice!

What are you waiting for?

- Come on!

- All together!

Once more.

- I like how they swing.

- I bet they enjoy it too.

This is a town of honest people.

There's no room for thieves and murderers!

- Come on, keep going.

- Pull!

Enough.

That's enough.

Watch out for the blood.

He's dripping like a pig.

Look! They're still moving.

- They're thick-skinned.

- That's because they're devils.

Murderers! Thieves!

There can be no mercy for you in this town!

It's the hand of God that's striking you down!

- Look, he's dancing a jig.

- Get your accordion, Slim.

- Get a load of their faces.

- They look like fish out of water.

- There's another one!

- He's their leader!

- Don't let him get away!

- Let's go!

- Come on!

- Let's get him!

There he is!

Come on, boys!

Let's get him!

Stop!

Don't challenge the ire of honest men.

- Surrender!

- Watch out! Get down!

Let's end this. isn't there anyone

with some guts around here?

Watch out, Lister!

He killed him!

Don't do it, Pat!

Watch out!

What are you doing, stranger?

Do you want to get killed?

Damn them. I can't see.

Be careful, stranger.

No, it can't be him.

It can't be.

Go away!

Whoever you are, go away!

Where did you come from? Hell?

Go away!

I'm not dead like you!

What are you waiting for?

If you're not a ghost, shoot!

Shot!

He shot him full of lead.

- Yet he's still alive.

- Even better.

- He's in really bad shape.

- Sometimes it's better to be dead.

You're a good shot, stranger,

but you're a real butcher.

You really got him good.

You earned your 500 dollars.

Let's string him up with the others.

Give us a hand.

Lift him up. Grab his legs.

Wait a minute.

Wait, I said.

Put him down.

This man interests me.

I want him alive.

He has something to tell me.

There's plenty of time to hang him.

Why spare him? He's going

to end up on the gallows anyway.

- Pancho!

- At your service, Mr. Sorrow.

You're the expert. Take the lead

out of him and give him to me alive.

Come on, boys.

Help me get him out of here.

I wanted to hang him now.

- Mercy is not always a virtue.

- Who said anything about mercy?

I have some information on these men.

They're ruthless tramps,

thieves and murderers.

We know.

We've done our duty.

- They were hiding something under their rags.

- Sure, a depraved soul.

And we brought them to justice.

As far as I'm concerned,

you can have your justice.

I'm looking for something else.

Come with me, Willie.

He will talk.

And if not, someone else will.

- We're at your service, Mr. Sorrow.

- You'd better be.

Meanwhile, let's see what miracles

our friend Pancho can perform.

Herman 0.

Hermano, we'd like to know

whether we're staying or leaving.

- I think I'll stay.

- We knew it.

Here. Give him something to drink.

Drink. it's good for your hair.

Pancho, you must save him.

I have no use for his corpse.

I'll do my best, Mr. Sorrow.

Go on. Do it.

Stop screaming.

It's just a scratch.

Keep going, Pancho. Hurry up.

He'll be better in no time, right?

And he'll be eager to tell us his life stow.

A horrific story full of crime and murder.

I don't want to hear it.

I'll leave.

I love autobiographical memoirs.

I can't wait to hear it.

I hope the word of good citizens like us

will carry a lot more weight

than the lies of a criminal.

No, Templer.

I'll have my usual raspberry syrup drink.

Good for you, Pancho. You got it.

He's as good as a real doctor.

- But this is gold

- Gold?

- Gold?

- Gold!

Hold him, Larry!

- Get the knife!

- What are you doing?

Stand back.

Back!

What have you done, you idiot?

You killed him.

Forgive me, Sorrow. I've searched for gold

in vain my whole life, and he's full of it.

- It's true.

- He's full of gold, Mr. Sorrow.

A golden bullet.

Someone must be joking with us.

Why? isn't he dead?

Gold is an infallible way to kill someone.

No doubt about it, he's dead.

But he's an expensive dead guy

for any gunslinger.

Thirty bucks a pop.

An investment with a good return.

I think I've earned my 500 dollars,

right, Mr. Templer?

What? 500 dollars?

- Since when are you so generous?

- It's not for me.

- It's for the public good, Mr. Sorrow.

- Weeds must be killed at all costs.

You mustn't value gold much

if you use it for bullets.

Gold has its uses.

Here are your 500 dollars, stranger...

if this is what you came for.

Right now, what I need is a bed.

You can pay me tomorrow.

I'm in no rush.

- Is there a room for me, boy?

- Yes, sir, right away.

- He looks like he came from far away.

- Like all vagabonds do.

What should we do with this guy?

Listen to me, Templer.

In this town,

no one does anything for nothing.

You were in a hurry to kill them all,

and the stranger gave you a hand.

Now that guy can't talk.

They were too dangerous.

We couldn't wait.

I'm not talking about them,

but about what they had.

A load of gold.

That's what I want,

not that stranger's bullets.

Come up with that gold!

I don't have time to waste!

You're ill informed, Sorrow.

Or maybe one of them got away.

My boys are sharp.

They keep their eyes open,

and all the land around here is mine.

Nothing happens without my knowledge.

Hagerman is my witness.

I'm not the witness.

It is the Lord above who guided us.

We'll make him talk.

We'll make him talk.

Come on.

Here, look.

He signed with an X.

Why didn't you give him his money

and send him away?

He didn't want it.

He wanted to sleep.

Do you hear that?

He's not sleeping at all.

He's been pacing all this time.

Tomorrow I'll pay him, and he'll leave.

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