Hannie Caulder
- R
- Year:
- 1971
- 85 min
- 291 Views
- Goddamn it.
- Go now.
- Jump on the horse.
- I can not find it.
What do you mean? How can
something as big as a horse...
...lose it?
As you sit on it, you son of a b*tch.
Down or I'll shoot your head off
, you son of a b*tch.
Sons of b*tches. Bastards.
I'm hit, damn.
- Do not let them escape.
- I love you.
Thief.
My money.
- Do we here, Em?
- No, we do not hold.
found a nice place to starve...
- My leg is killing me.
- I hope that helps bleed, Frank,
because you lose a lot of blood.
- Stop your ass.
- Why do not you do to yours?
Rufus.
Frank and I will steal a
couple of fresh horses...
..., prepared a banquet for us.
Let no one by moving,
if it is not to be.
- Who says that?
- I'll say so Los dismount.
If you say so...
Frank, forward.
Wow, we have already stolen better horses.
What her addiction here?
I'm Jim Caulder, station posts.
How are you, Jim Caulder, station post?
Pine Bluff is not far, just a mile away.
We do not want to Pine Bluff.
Well, here you soak your horses
- Did I get him?
- Yes, totally.
- Na, was self-defense.
- Go, seek us something to eat.
- And it boil.
- This is women's work.
- Do as I say.
- Oh God Damn.
Boil.
Am I a woman or what?
Yes, I'll bake a cake, a horse-apple-pie.
If you wait for there to eat?
Frank Emmeth.
Lots.
Do you have a whiskey there, lady?
Whiskey?
You have too many things.
Turn to me.
Sun, I like it.
The Fountain.
I and my horse need water.
Give me that.
You are not married to someone who
stands on its head a price?
- You are a bounty hunter.
- I Am.
They kill men for money?
Do you know a better reason?
Yes, I certainly do.
Is your husband with a
painted woman ran away?
I wish he would.
So how do you shoot with the revolver,
you can teach me that?
- Why? Would you kill someone?
- Yes.
Horseshit.
Yes you could not even escape from
to an unconscious person.
- I will learn it.
- Remember that you will learn.
What ever happened to you too
is, you will forget it.
The hell I will do.
I do not know what your problem is
and it interested me a damn...
...but whatever it is,
you can not solve it with a revolver.
In other words, you want help me then?
That's it.
I ask of you not in vain.
I see no pockets in your cape.
- I have not talked about money.
- God Damn.
It seems very important to you
to be to kill someone.
If I teach you the shooting,
then you would shoot your ass.
It is my ass. - It would be a shame
if he punctured.
It is the prettiest on the
I have ever cast an eye.
If you are lucky, you throw
more than just an eye.
I play only games of chance,
if nothing else works.
What do you mean?
That you're a bad liar, lady.
If I touch you I would get the Winchester
again over the head.
My answer is 'No', simply 'no.'
No.
No.
God.
How much was it?
Three.
And your husband?
Dead, they murdered him.
My nice shirt.
Damn, Rufus. - We have
thanks to you, birdbrain.
If my leg is healthy again, I'll
kick your ass from your throat.
As always, you two against me.
This would allow her to stay, if
father were still alive.
you had not killed him...
How many times do I have
to say that it happened...
...when I cleaned my gun?
Hardly a night in which I see not
You mean, what was left of it.
Do you think our soldiers are followed?
I know. There they are.
Let the bastards by surprise.
Hell, let's get out.
Here, put that on.
For more underneath you are
wear than my horse.
My name is Price,
Thomas Luther Price.
And my Mrs...
My name is Hannie Caulder.
Good. Go ahead, Hannie Caulder.
Where to?
Mexico, where there is an armourer.
Gunsmith?
Without a weapon, I can teach you
hardly shooting, right?
If you do not mind, with a
death to ride a horse.
I do not mind.
Buy yourself some decent pants and boots.
We still have a tough ride ahead.
I am in the saloon,
if you need me.
What should I do with the
pants I'm wearing now?
Washing it.
I'm sorry that we do not have your size.
Take a bath so and they
shrink to your size.
Then they fit. But do not take off
before they are dry.
The way you describe the three,
it, everyone could be here in town.
You are brothers. One is called Rufus.
The Clemens. They were last
week here, but just by riding.
Do you know where they wanted?
before they got themselves...
...and has not yet cleared.
- Thank you Sheriff.
- At any time again. Really any time.
If you can not summon the sheriff
would, then would I need a...
- Her ass is wet.
- Even your chin.
God has built this guy...
I want to see.
Here are your pants, Thomas.
Thomas.
Thomas Luther Price.
That's it.
Hannie.
Another one?
He has made his choice.
Harrington, Samuel.
Dead or alive.
$ 750, Union Pacific.
Good money for 5 minutes work.
If you can prove that he is.
You might know him.
I heard that he was
about a month in your city.
So it would have to take yourself...
...if you had recognized him.
My name is incidentally Price, Tom Price.
I'm sorry, Mr. Price.
- I had no idea...
- Do you have the money?
A good job, sir, do...
...if you refrigerate crooks like him.
I wish I was that way.
I mean, just like you.
- Excuse me, ma'am.
- For what?
He was afraid I I
catch a cold in my wet pants.
That's right, Mr. Price.
For the funeral.
On the way back would I view the grave.
It will be there. It will be there.
Yes.
Off to Mexico.
Damn, who is it that Custer?
Anyway, we make it ready.
Down. Or do you want your
head get weggeballert...
- Would it make any difference.
- Listen, I'm tired of your...
Down. Down.
- I have a plan.
- Which one? They starve?
- Good idea.
- Shut up.
- How to disappear.
- That's your plan?
- Exactly.
- And what do we do?
More Flee and stay alive.
Now forward, away from here.
His name is Bailey.
No one knows why he has settled in Mexico
.
First, he was a shop in New Orleans.
After the outbreak of war made it
arms for the Confederate Army.
The occupied north of the city
'63, he ran away.
The Yankees made life difficult for every,
if he was not Abe Lincoln or a whore.
And a gunsmith
the rebels they had just executed.
Bailey Did you have your gun?
No, I have received from someone
who did not need him anymore.
But he has repaired it so much,
that he has the gun quasi twice rebuilt.
Of course it would be more comfortable
if a little more accessible, he would...
...but he married a Mexican woman.
And more children than you
can count on the fingers of...
Certainly not a bad life, I think
. A home with children.
else in the world...
...as a grave stone.
The same is true for a woman.
We have visitors, children.
Thomas, good to see you.
You too, buddy.
This is Hannie Caulder.
- Welcome to Mexico, Miss Caulder.
- Misses.
Welcome to Mexico, Misses Caulder.
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