Garden of Evil Page #4

- I haven't.

- No, but they have.

That young one has,

hasn't he?

Why don't you answer?

Why don't you say it?

All right, I'll say it.

You have to cry like a sick cat.

How many times

will you have to die?

You never wanted to share

your gold.

What do you want them to share

your death with you for?

Somebody else got something to say?

Fiske, Vicente,

watch that end of the ridge.

You, take this end.

He's really not like this.

He's not this way.

- None of us are.

- You are.

I'll go fix some food.

Come here.

You want to get rid of me?

You hate me enough.

I don't care about you

one way or the other,

but we might get out of here

and you're blocking it.

I won't any more.

Help me with a horse.

- Where you going?

- What does that matter to you?

Nothing

Hold it, Daly.

He's dead.

He let Fuller get away.

- Why didn't you stop him?

- I tried. Get on your horse.

Hooker, here.

Why don't they take us?

What are they waiting for?

Maybe they like it this way,

one at a time in a place they pick.

John!

Don't look, it's no use.

Hooker.

Easy.

This ought to do.

- Coffee?

- No fire.

No coffee.

There's a little cave over there.

I could build a fire in it,

cook something warm for her.

- Do you think we ought to?

- It doesn't matter any more.

Go ahead. We'll camp.

- You couldn't sleep either?

- I did for awhile.

Every time I close my eyes

I see that cross.

I didn't think he hated me that much.

That he couldn't stay near me.

Maybe he didn't.

Maybe he loved you.

After all he said?

After all any man says,

it's what he does that counts.

- How do you mean?

- I mean...

He was a dead weight. He was

holding us back and he knew it.

You gave him

a chance to live.

Maybe he did the same for you.

I wish I could remember him

like that and believe it.

I do.

Go on to sleep.

A cross isn't a bad thing to see.

It can be beautiful

and everybody has one.

That was his.

Go on to sleep.

- Are we near that trail?

- It's a little way.

It's narrow,

they might not follow us.

Ride for it.

This looks like the place to stay.

When they want to try that trail

they're welcome.

Couldn't they come around the hill?

It'll take them a long time.

Too long for them

This is the chance I thought we had.

- You mean, if we stay here?

- Or one of us.

What does that mean?

You take her and get out of here.

I'll stay here for awhile.

- How long?

- I can hold it pretty long.

- I couldn't?

- You're a cardsharp.

With a rifle you can't hit

a broadside of that mountain.

- You want to bet something?

- I haven't got anything.

Neither have I. How about

our lives? They're not worth much.

Just do what I told you.

Hooker, you told everybody else,

but don't tell me.

Don't tell me what to do.

- No one of you are going to do this.

- Why not?

- Not for me.

- Who said anything about you?

This is between us.

This is a bet we're making.

Don't listen to him.

He's tried to make me bet something

for a long time. I accept.

All right.

- High card stays?

- That's good enough.

You never trust me.

I was always told, cut the deck.

You can't win but you'll last longer.

Are you both crazy?

- Have you gone crazy too?

- You stay out of this.

For once something has got nothing

to do with you. Cut.

Age before beauty.

You lose.

Now get out.

You bet something

and you won, so take it.

Take it and get out.

And take her with you.

This is the only thing

I was ever lucky at:

cards.

See you later.

Sure, see you there.

You're in the clear now.

The old priest called it,

"The Garden of Evil."

Fiske. He cheated me back there.

I don't know how,

but I know why.

- Why?

- You.

- You'd have stayed if you'd won.

- Yes.

- Why?

- Somebody always stays.

All over the world,

somebody gets it done.

He cheated me. He's better than

I thought he was, in every way.

I've got to go back and tell him.

I've got to go back now.

- You knew that?

- Yes.

I'll see you sometime.

No, don't.

Don't move me.

You...

you said I

couldn't hit the side

of a mountain.

- Look at that.

- You did real good.

One thing I had against you,

you knew so much.

You always knew everything.

Not quite.

You were right about her.

But not about you.

You cheated me.

- You come back to tell me?

- That's right.

There it goes, Hooker.

Everyday it goes

and somebody always goes with it.

Today it's me.

Yeah, I cheated you.

You want to forget it?

No.

Go home, Hooker.

Go home.

Build one somewhere.

Get a hammer and nails.

You know how,

you know everything.

Take...

Take her home.

The Garden of Evil.

If the earth was made of gold,

I guess men would die

for a handful of dirt.

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