Forty Guns Page #5

Synopsis: An authoritarian rancher, Barbara Stanwyck, who rules an Arizona county with her private posse of hired guns. When a new marshall arrives to set things straight, the cattle queen finds herself falling, brutally for the avowedly non-violent lawman. Both have itchy-fingered brothers, a female gunmaker enters the picture, and things go desperately wrong.
 
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1957
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or it'll break.

What do you want

to do with him?

Nothing.

Jessica.

Jessica, don't do that to me.

Please, Jessica, don't...

don't pay me off like the others.

Please, Jessica.

Jessica, don't do that.

Please.

Jessica, please.

I'm sorry, Ned.

You know the real reason

why he tried to kill you.

He knows I'm in love with you.

Everything he said is true. The Dragoons

is crumbling, but I don't care anymore.

I could save it, but I don't want to.

I know how he feels.

He feels about me the way I feel about you.

But we can forget him now,

and everything else...

the boy you've killed,

the life I've led, everything.

Nothing can hurt us now.

You're not leaving here without me, Griff.

What's happened to us is like war...

easy to start, hard to stop.

I never knew how to like anybody

until I knew how to love.

And I like you, Griff.

- What's that?

- Nothing. Nothing.

We'd better take a look.

I want those church bells ringin', Sexton.

Don't you worry about 'em.

They'll be ringing.

And you, Mr. Fly, you better

make this your best job.

First time I had to wash to take

a wedding picture, Mr. Spanger.

- Have you gotten plenty of rice?

- Every bag in camp.

Here they come!

Here they come!

Will you come in a little closer, please?

All right, here we go.

Hold it!

One more!

Aren't you gonna kiss the bride, Griff?

Wes! Wes! Wes! Oh, Wes!

Wes! Wes! Wes! Oh, Wes!

Wes! Wes! Wes!

Wes! Wes! Wes! Wes!

Whoa!

If you weren't full of this cheap gun,

this whole mess wouldn't have happened.

And you, you're lucky you kissed the bride,

or else my bullet'd be in your head!

I'll do everything I can to see him live.

Well, the government's gonna play fair.

In view of your cooperation, they're

gonna drop the charges against you.

But as your lawyer, I must tell you

again you didn't have to give them so much.

They would've been satisfied with half.

The politicians were flabbergasted when

they found out what you were gonna do.

You, uh... You could still

be boss, you know...

if you wanted to.

Sure, sure, the government knows

you kept back a lot of the tax money...

that Logan and his

gunmen collected.

But Uncle Sam got twice as much

that way than he did before you came along.

Miss Drummond, do you

know what this means?

They'll take away your land, your cattle...

your house, everything you've built up.

Everything.

Where you been all this time?

Holdin' hands with Griff Bonell?

Got any money left to fight for me?

- The fight's over, Brockie.

- It's never over!

You've been buying people all your life.

You gotta get me out of this!

I spent every dollar I could hang on to.

The judge and jury couldn't be bought.

Well, get an appeal! We can still win!

- We lost.

- "We"? It's my neck!

I know, but there's nothing

more I can do for you.

You killed a United States marshal.

If it weren't for his brother,

you'd get me out of this right now.

You've got to hang, Brockie.

Come on. We got a rope, but the

government

won't let us hang you. Come on!

Jess... You're right, Jess.

You've been coverin' for me all my life.

I'm sorry. I'll take my medicine.

Oh, Brockie!

Brockie, don't!

Don't, Brockie! Throw your gun down!

Brockie, don't! Brockie, don't!

Brockie, get rid of your gun.

Put your hands high...

and your fingers spread.

What are you afraid of, Griff?

Come on out!

What are you waitin' for?

Let's see you shoot her.

I'm killed!

Don't shoot, Mr. Bonell. I'm killed!

Get a doctor. She'll live.

Miss Drummond! What are you doin'

out of bed? You know what Doc Hudson said.

- I'm all right, Mr. Cashman.

- Now get back to your room

right now, Miss Drummond.

The doc said not to let you out of the hotel.

Thank you very much, but I'll be all right.

You're a lucky woman it was

Griff Bonell done that shootin'.

He put that bullet in ya

right where he wanted it put.

I know that, Mr. Spanger.

There's nothing I can do or say or pray for...

that will bring him back to you.

It's very hard to forget the man you love.

I know.

You have one thing

in your favor, Mrs. Bonell:

Youth.

Barney meant no harm by that.

He just likes that song.

You wouldn't take my advice, Marshal.

I'm gonna take it myself.

- Where you goin'?

- California.

What about Jessica Drummond?

I want to talk about her, Griff.

You know, you did something for her

that you wouldn't have done...

for Ma or Wes or me or anybody else.

You lost your head.

You didn't kill him like a peace officer.

You blew up inside...

did everything you learned me not to do.

Must've loved her an awful lot

to kill Brockie the way you did.

You don't talk like

a wet-nose anymore, Chico.

- Then why don't you go to her?

- You think it's me?

I want her. I'll never have her

because she won't have me.

Chico, if she'd have killed you,

I never would have forgiven her.

You know why?

'Cause I'm not big enough.

You gotta be big to forgive.

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Samuel Fuller

Samuel Michael Fuller (August 12, 1912 – October 30, 1997) was an American screenwriter, novelist, and film director known for low-budget, understated genre movies with controversial themes, often made outside the conventional studio system. Fuller wrote his first screenplay for Hats Off in 1936, and made his directorial debut with the Western I Shot Jesse James (1949). He would continue to direct several other Westerns and war thrillers throughout the 1950s. Fuller shifted from Westerns and war thrillers in the 1960s with his low-budget thriller Shock Corridor in 1963, followed by the neo-noir The Naked Kiss (1964). He was inactive in filmmaking for most of the 1970s, before writing and directing the war epic The Big Red One (1980), and the experimental White Dog (1982), whose screenplay he co-wrote with Curtis Hanson. more…

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