Guns of the Magnificent Seven Page #2

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He's in prison. We need your help.

- Have you tried to get him out yourself?

- We have the will but not the way.

Diego, the prison comandante -

he's a crazy one, and our hands are tied.

Un gato con guante no caza raton.

That's:
A cat with... with

mittens doesn't catch the rat.

Will you help us?

I have money.

I have lots of money.

Here, it's all yours.

- $600.

- American?

It's American.

This prison, is it a big one?

It's the Cave of the Rats. It's like a fort.

I've heard of it.

I'd need help. More men.

We have the men. Quick with

the guns, but slow with the brains.

Six men.

Not enough to cause suspicion,

just enough to do the job.

Six men. $100 a man.

You like?

Yeah...

...I like.

- It's a deal.

- Thanks.

Oh, and Chris? Chris,

can I fight with you?

Oh, it's not for the money -

I could not take it - but it's for Quintero.

Not on the basis of what

you did against Keno.

Oh, but I'm young, I'm strong, I'm angry.

And I will learn.

Besides, my cousin says that seven

is a lucky number for you, no?

- What's your name?

- Maximiliano Bienvenido O'Leary.

Why do you people always

have such long names?

I don't know. Perhaps it's because

we all have such short lives.

Well, Chris? Can I fight with you?

- Welcome, Max.

- Thank you, Chris.

Cave-in!

Cave-in!

(groaning)

We'll get you outta here.

We'll get you out. We'll get you out.

Hold on, we'll get you outta here.

Get him out! Get him out!

Ah!

That's great. That's gonna cost us

nothin' but time and money.

I told you it might collapse.

The surface charge was too much.

You're all back and no brains, boy.

So you stick your damn advice.

The company shouldn't hire your kind.

Pick up your card and get your butt

back up in the trees where you belong...

(Chris) He ain't worth killin', Cassie.

I wish I was as sure of that as you are!

(boss) You're through, you hear?

You're through!

Get the hell off of this property

before I call the sheriff! Go on!

- What the hell are you doin' here?

- I'm lookin' for you.

- What's on your mind?

- I've got somethin' going.

I need ya.

- Who is this?

- Name's Keno.

This is a rough go, huh, Cassie?

Yeah.

If I hang around here

much longer, I'll end up in jail.

Wouldn't you rather blow one up?

- For money or for laughs?

- About as much as you'd make in a year.

$100.

Not many laughs.

I don't work here no more.

I guess I might...

...take you up on that.

(laughs)

Chris, how are ya? It's good to see ya.

Long time. I'm sorry

about your hat, stranger.

- Yeah, so am I.

- This is my friend, Keno.

Well, then you're no stranger. Levi.

Come on in. Get in there.

Well, sit down, sit down.

This is my...

This is my wife.

She's a good woman, but she

don't like strangers, just me.

So I notice.

Kinda surprise you a little bit

that I got these shots left in me?

- You didn't wait very long to fire 'em.

- I didn't have much time.

Supper's just about ready.

We're havin' beans.

- Hope you like beans. It's all we're havin'.

- Fine, fine.

Milk for the kids. No whisky.

We can't afford it.

- Land does look a little tough and dry.

- It's like jerky. Dry well don't help none.

- Why don't you dig a new one?

- No time. I gotta feed the family first.

Would $100 help?

- What's the action?

- Prison break. In Mexico.

No, Chris.

I've packed all that in.

I do my talkin' with my...

...mouth now, mostly.

Besides, I'm too old.

It's time for a-settin' and a-lookin'.

Most of the time, anyway.

$100 would dig you a new well.

Buy you a lot of staples.

I ain't as fast as I used to be.

You're probably a lot smarter.

And you look just as tough.

(chuckles)

Well, what do you say

we find out the way we used to?

One... two... three.

I think you're just bein' kind to me, Chris.

In more ways than one.

No, I've got guns.

But nobody handles a knife like you do.

- (wife) Beans, Mr Morgan?

- Beans, Mrs Morgan.

I'll think it over.

(belly-dancing music)

(applause)

Buffalo Ben, is he? Never heard of him.

(laughter)

It ain't all that hard to shoot at somethin'

that don't shoot back. I don't like rebs.

I think I just might shoot the buttons

right off of that mangy uniform.

(Chris) Now you better get

your friend to the doctor.

(man) It's just a part of the show, folks.

Just a part of the show.

Step right over here and meet God

and Billy Joe Hatfield for only ten cents.

One thin dime, the tenth part of a dollar.

Yes, sir, folks.

The one and only Billy Joe...

...direct from a colossal

and successful tour...

Hello, Chris.

Don't you remember me?

(Chris chuckles)

Slater.

It's... it's useless, Chris.

It's just about as useless as I am.

I've seen phoney acts, friend,

but you're not one of 'em.

You're damn right I'm not, friend.

- Slater, this is Keno.

- Slater.

I'm a freak, Keno. I'm a half-man,

half-gun.

I can't whip a six-year-old girl

in a fair fight...

...but I can blow a man's eyeballs out

at a hundred yards in a sandstorm.

Yes, sir, I'm a real attraction.

This is a tough way to make a livin'.

You know a better?

Better than this.

Chris, nobody ever heard

of a one-armed gunny.

Not until just now.

Can we see you in town later?

Yeah.

You ain't just feelin' sorry for me?

A wife and a gaggle of kids.

So you sold out, Levi?

No, no. I bought in.

No, it takes a man my age to appreciate

a real woman. She's worth it, too.

I appreciate 'em, Levi, every one I ever

had. I just appreciated the hell out of 'em.

I don't think you ever met

a real woman, nino.

- Except maybe your mama.

- Yeah.

Los hombres tienen que pelear,

las mujeres tienen que llorar.

The... the men have to fight

and the women have to cry.

I was lonely. I wanted to say

something in my own language.

Why, Max, do men have to fight

and women have to cry?

I don't know, Chris. It's just a saying.

Comin' out.

Oh.

I wish this was for real money.

Well, it won't be long.

$100. I've never even seen

that much money before.

Sure buy a lot of watermelon.

You're about to get yourself

all busted up, boy.

Your rag arm. If you weren't

a cripple I'd break your back.

It was a joke, Cassie. A joke, that's all.

I don't see nobody laughin'.

Maybe it was a bad joke.

It was a bad joke. Let him go, Cassie.

(Chris) Queen bets.

- In for one.

- Yeah.

- I call.

- Yeah.

- Comin' round again. Ace with the queen.

- Here we go.

- Yeah.

- Jack, seven, ten.

May I have a word with you, Chris?

These are my friends, PJ.

Queen, ace bets one.

- Call.

- Hear you're lookin'.

- I'm lookin'.

- Well, I'm askin'.

(coughs)

You sure you're up to it, PJ?

Yeah, I'm up to it.

You wanna know what it is?

Well, if you're in, it's all right with me.

You wanna know the money?

Whatever you say.

There's a seat open over here, PJ.

Seven here.

(in Spanish) Hurry up. Come on.

(in Spanish) Speed it up.

Move it. Get in the wagon.

(boy) Papa! Papa!

Papa! Papa!

Hijo.

(in Spanish) Get back! Get in the wagon!

(in Spanish) Get back! Get back!

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