Dynamite Jack Page #3

You don't care about anybody. Even

the Indian, your blood brother.

You abandoned him just like that.

Don't move.

We will stay together till the end.

We take care of that tomorrow.

Take his gun.

Come on, give it to me.

No one can find us here.

We have provisions.

We can stay here as long as necessary.

Sergeant will get tired waiting

and will leave the town.

Another step and I shoot.

Sorry, Jack.

Now you can get some sleep.

That rogue will

cause no more trouble.

Now I can go to bed.

I'm so tired.

What now, Jack?

Are you going somewhere?

Have you changed your mind?

Aren't we safe here?

Don't you think we can stay here?

All right, Jack. You always have the

last word. I will saddle the horses.

I'm gonna pick up the weapons.

Jack! Jack!

Where are you?

- Here.

Playing jokes with me, huh?

Are we going?

What is it, Jack?

Are we going?

Are you making a fool of me?

Jack, what is it? Say something.

There.

- Let's go.

- Not so fast. Look!

There he is.

Don't move, Dynamite Jack.

No, leave it.

They will hang Dynamite Jack.

Who is firing?

- Dolores.

Get us out of here and fast.

Good work. Are you happy now?

Sorry we locked you up, Sergeant.

Now we know it was him.

This is police brutality.

And you are responsible.

- He has escaped.

- Dolores has saved him.

That guy is not Dynamite Jack.

But he had the money.

And it was his horse and guns.

Dynamite Jack is a blood

brother of this Indian.

The real Dynamite has a tattoo.

But first we must find him.

Come on, find him quickly.

One must stay to guard the prisoner.

Hopefully they will not find us until

dark. Then we will try to escape.

This is what I need.

Riding on a horseback is rough.

My life has been good in this town.

And now I must go because of you.

But I swear, I will not

stay too long with you.

Stay away from me.

Let's make things clear, Jack.

We are leaving together, but

after that, we go separate ways.

Hold this and don't stay like that.

Go and see what is

happening on the street.

I had many friends here.

Now only enemies.

You have nobody.

You're all alone.

Why are you looking at me like

that for? Give me that shirt.

Yes, that one.

Come on.

Well?

Hide my clothes, fast.

Have you cleaned up my stuff?

- Yes, they are in the attic.

My rifle. There.

What happened? Are you crazy?

- Oh, no.

- No?

Dolores.

What happened, Sergeant?

- We just found his horse.

Sergeant. Look!

- What?

Dolores. She's in the attic.

Jack, I can not believe it.

I thought I knew you well.

This suspense has changed you.

You are not the same man.

You have a different expression.

Jack, if you're really changed,

then we can go somewhere else to live.

We can start a new life,

an honest life.

Our happiness, our lives

depends only on you.

Did you find them?

-Yes, with Larry Schultz, in the attic.

- Hey don't shoot!

This is the sergeant speaking.

Do not shoot, Mr. Esperandieu.

- Mr. Esperandieu?

- We have recognized you, Antoine.

They've recognized me.

Come out, Frenchman.

The Indian has spoken.

We know you're not Dynamite Jack.

-That's not a joke?

You have my word of

honor as a soldier.

You have nothing to fear.

Come down now.

Like a dream.

This is great.

- You men, are all alike.

Not all of them.

- Do not come any closer.

You have deceived me shamelessly.

-The future is open for us.

Never.

- Do not shoot, that would be stupid.

Antoine, go! Jump!

- This is we, Mrs.'s Lavisse.

Bring the Indian here.

You stay there. Roll up your sleeve.

The other one...

He has no tattoo.

The Indian is the blood brother of

Dynamite. Dynamite has the same tattoo.

That's right, I've seen it.

- Convinced now?

I would not be too proud.

- Unbelievable, they look like twin brothers.

- Quiet!

First you wanted to hang him,

Now to suffocate him. Calm down!

What a joker! What an idea to

disguise yourself as Dynamite Jack.

I'm not disguised. I have just...

- And how did you get his horse?

And his weapons?

- And our gold?

There is only one explanation.

Nobody can take weapons from

Dynamite Jack if he is alive.

- Exactly.

-He has killed him.

And one-eyed man?

- He's dead, as well.

His gang?

- All killed.

What happened?

- You won't believe me anyway.

- Don't move!

Thank you.

- Well?

It was a night. The thieves left

the village and I followed them.

The bullets were flying around my

head. And I arrived in their shelter.

And then...

We started a terrible gunfight.

I shot down one, two, three...

The one-eyed man was hit.

And then?

- Then I was...

Then it was only me,

face to face with Dynamite Jack.

I said:
Ha ha. And he said: Ho ho.

- And then?

I shot him dead.

- Don't move!

Perfect.

You can deny the crime,

but not a scandal.

- Let her alone. - She was the

accomplice of Dynamite Jack.

In all respects.

- She has saved my life.

Whoever has anything to

say to her, say to me first.

- But Sir...

- Get lost, widows! Get!

You're lucky Dynamite Jack is dead.

Hopefully no regrets for your generosity.

You're a good man. Goodbye.

Goodbye? Hey, Sergeant!

- Are you going away?

- My job is done, thanks to you.

Gentlemen, I leave you in good hands.

Wait a second. Where are you going?

- I will return to Fort Chiricahua.

Fort Chiricahua? Good, I'll go, too.

- Why?

-I'll explain along the way.

I'm going to pack my bags.

- Please don't go, Frenchman.

- Forgive us our mistake.

Your mistake almost got me killed.

- It was due to the resemblance.

- So now, you are the victim?

What a nerve to say that.

I came here, confident, always smiling,

and you wanted to put a rope on my neck.

I go.

- But you can leave us like that.

Yes I can. I am a free man.

Antoine.

- Now what?

I've got to admit something.

- No, do not bother me.

I thought you were dead.

- Me dead?

And everyone wanted

do something in your memory.

I've buried your stuff.

- What?

- At the cemetery.

Near your friend Jules Lavisse.

So you would feel less alone.

- Imbecile.

Sergeant!

Don't leave without me, promise?

What an idea. Let's go.

- It seemed to me a good idea.

Do you remember the place?

- Absolutely.

And now the Frenchman.

- And the Sergeant?

Sergeant later.

If you are tired,

we can come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow? And the sergeant?

Will he wait for me?

You can not leave without

your belongings, right?

Without your documents and your

family photographs? - Stop that.

There he is.

He's coming.

-Quiet. Is everyone ready? - Yes.

There he is.

My noble friend,

it's a great honor for us today...

on behalf of all those good citizens

to give you the reward you deserve.

You have done a lot

for our small town.

You have liberated us from

Dynamite Jack and our nightmares.

$ 10.000. Just a little gift

to express our gratitude.

You deserve it.

May this erase our mistake,

due to our blind rage.

Now we see clearly. And we won't

confuse a rotten apple with a good one.

Or St. George and the dragon.

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