Duel in the Sun Page #8
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- Year:
- 1946
- 129 min
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just for a kiss?
You're gonna get
what you gave Sam Pierce.
That just goes to show you...
there ain't no gratitude
for nothing.
If it wasn't for me,
you'd be tied up...
with that brokendown
cowhand right now.
Sam Pierce was a good man,
and you're a skunk.
Of all the ornery females.
One minute you're yammering...
because I don't
love you enough...
and when I go out
and show you how much I do...
you're wanting to plug me.
You're my girl, honey.
I was your girl.
Anybody who was my girl
is still my girl.
That's the kind of guy I am.
You know... loyal.
Stay back.
There ain't nobody
gonna take my girl.
Nobody.
Never.
Just when I figure
I'm doing fine and dandy...
I start thinking about you,
and nothing else is any good.
Here.
What's going on around here?
Come in.
Howdy, Senator.
Sorry to be busting in
on you like this.
It's all right, sheriff.
How's tricks?
How's the law-breaking
business?
Pretty quiet... since Lewt left.
Yeah, pretty dull
without him around.
Ain't heard from him lately,
have you, Senator?
Lewt? Here. Have a bite.
Don't mind if I do.
Wish I could afford this brand.
The next batch I get,
I'll send you some.
No, I ain't heard
a word from Lewt...
since he was attacked
by that no-account Sam Pierce.
How's your other son
feel about it?
I ain't got no other son.
Funny thing... one of the boys...
Lewt? I wish it was so.
Don't mind if I have
a look around, do you?
No. Go ahead, sheriff.
You got your duties to do.
your trouble for nothing.
I hear Mrs. McCanles
has been feeling kind of poorly.
It ain't nothing.
Just getting
a little old, I guess.
You reckon the missus
would mind...
if I kind of
looked around her room?
No. Why should she mind?
Go ahead.
Sid, ain't you moved yet?
Come in.
- Evening, ma'am.
- Sheriff.
Sorry to disturb
your privacy, ma'am.
Sheriff Thompson, what is it?
It's really nothing, ma'am.
One of the boys
had a fool notion...
that Lewt was around here.
I'm afraid if Lewton
were around...
I'd be the last person
to know it.
Sorry.
Oh, my sons.
My sons.
Let's try this one.
Who's that?
Is that you, girl?
What do you want?
It's me... Sheriff Thompson.
You ain't seen Lewt, have you?
Lewt? That murdering,
sneaking no-account.
I wish I could see him.
I reckon you do.
I was forgetting
about Sam Pierce.
Sorry.
Good night.
See you at the hanging.
Poor old Mac.
He don't know how close he came
to getting plugged.
Be quiet. It ain't safe yet.
It ain't safe for them,
you mean.
There they go now.
I think I'll light out
for Mexico.
Mexico?
Yeah.
I'm gonna grab me a ranch...
that'll make this place
look like a gopher hole.
It would be like heaven,
being in Mexico together.
I'll show these
heel-squatters around here...
a thing or two about ranching.
You can do it, too.
- Lewt.
- Huh?
- Go saddle my pinto.
- What for?
- While I get ready.
- Ready for what?
I'm going with you, of course.
Hurry up.
You wouldn't like it
down there, honey.
Sure, I will. I'll be
a big help to you, too.
I can cook, and I can shoot
as good as you...
You'll try to stop me
from doing things...
yammering about me
maybe getting shot...
or start all over again
about marrying somebody.
No. I promise I won't never say
another word about marrying.
You'll probably
want to go with me...
every time I feel
like going on a bust...
or playing me some poker.
I wouldn't, honest.
Just so long
as I could be near you.
I'm gonna live my own way.
Nobody's gonna hog-tie me.
Please.
I'll come back
every once in a while...
and see you, like tonight.
I'll do anything you say.
Honey, I love you. I'll see you
every time I come back.
I'll send for you someday.
Honest I will.
I want to go with you.
I've got to go with you.
Will you stop your yammering?
I've got to mosey!
You love me!
You said you loved me!
Nobody else can have me
because I'm yours!
I don't want anybody else!
I want you!
I'm yours!
Nobody else can have me!
You said nobody ever!
Now take me with you!
You've got to take me!
Please! Please, honey!
- Shut up!
- Lewt, honey, please!
Begging your pardon, ma'am...
I'd like to say
all us boys at the Bit...
is praying mighty hard
that you get...
All right, Ken. All right now.
You just wait downstairs.
I'll let you know
when I need you.
Will you thank the boys for me?
Tell them it isn't
quite as hard to go...
as they may think.
What are you
talking that way for?
Anybody would think
you was dying.
I'm a nuisance to you
even to the end.
It's the first time
you've been in this room...
since that night.
Don't bring that up.
I never had the courage
to discuss it with you before...
but it doesn't matter now.
I've paid for my mistake.
You've hated me
all through the years.
You paid? What about me,
with these legs?
As useless as a hog-tied steer.
And all because you
couldn't stand to be...
mistress of the biggest
ranch in Texas.
And why? I'll tell you why.
Nobody needed to tell me...
who you was running away to
that night.
Nobody needed to tell me
you was running to Chavez.
That's not true. It's not true.
I was running away,
but not to Scott.
Not to Scott.
True or not, you left me.
And true or not,
I went after you...
like any lovesick,
half-baked boy would do.
I'd give anything...
anything to undo it.
I loved you, Laura Belle.
Yes, sir, I loved you.
Kept on saying to myself
all through the years...
that I hated you,
until finally I did hate you.
In my heart,
I knew all the time...
it wasn't your fault, though.
It was my fault.
It was my jealousy
that made me like I was...
hard and cruel-like...
till I guess
you had to leave me.
I never should have
gone out after you that night.
But when I found out
you was gone...
I got to thinking
you was going to him...
and I couldn't stand it.
I swore I'd stop you
and bring you back.
I went crazy.
Yes, that's what it was.
I just went crazy.
And I rode through the night
like a drunken Comanche.
It was my own crazy jealousy
that threw me off that horse.
Jackson, forgive me.
Look at me.
You're my husband... my very own.
Hiya, boys.
- It's Jesse.
- Well, I'll be.
He's got a lot of gall,
coming back here.
Where do you think you're going?
I thought I told you
to keep out of my sight.
I just found out
my mother is dying...
and I came to see her,
and I intend to see her.
They tell me
you're the big noise now...
with them trespassing thieves.
I hope my good fortune
doesn't distress you too much.
They're even talking
about putting you...
up for public office.
They must pay high
for double-crossers.
Senator,
let's not discuss that.
I'm afraid we
see things differently.
Nothing on earth
would bring me here...
You're mighty lucky my men
didn't take a shot at you.
That was their orders.
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