Heaven's Gate Page #3

25 more experienced men...

who want to make a lot of money.

What's it pay?

We are employing on the basis

of five dollars a day plus expenses...

and $50 for every thief and anarchist

shot or hung.

Who's paying, mister?

You don't worry about that.

Who's paying?

I'm paying.

Stand aside here.

Son of a b*tch.

Even the goddamn kids now.

I ain't kid.

I'm married man.

Get out of here before I blow

your brains out, married man.

Don't do it, married man.

You're very lucky you're not dead already.

Just... take it easy now, mister, huh?

My family starving. You know that.

That don't give you room to steal.

You look like one of us.

You work for them?

I'll decide what I am.

I'm not going to kill a kid

still pisses in his pants.

Now get on out of here.

Goddamn traitor!

Ja.

- ...einem Dollar?

- Ein Dollar.

Ein Dollar? Put it down.

- Pay attention, will you?

- Ja, ja.

- If you wanna do this job, do it right.

- Ja, ja.

I'll give a dollar to twenty-five cents.

I'll give it one time.

You got it.

Get them back, Willy!

Top him! Top him!

Keep back, Schultz! Keep back, Schultz!

Keep him back, Willy!

All right. Is he hurt? Let me see, Willy.

- Speak English.

- He's hurt.

I can see that. All right.

That's it, baby.

All right. Now, keep his head wet.

Get ready.

Stop pushing!

Morning, Jim.

So how's St. Louis?

Thank you.

That's a fine piece.

- How's business?

- Business? Good.

Ah, these people. You know them.

Don't have but a pot to piss in.

But people always get thirsty

after a funeral.

And I'm not about to sit

and watch the grass grow...

when there's money to be made.

Yeah, well, most of them

can't even afford a funeral...

let alone their wives and kids.

Get them all the hell out of here

before church opens.

Association's declared war, J.B.

They want to get rid of all this.

Fifty dollars for every citizen on the list

shot or hung.

Tell me when you want to get serious.

I am serious.

There's 125 names on a death list.

My God.

That's almost everybody in the county.

How can people declare war

on a whole county?

I guess, on principle,

everything can be done.

Goddamn.

It's getting dangerous

to be poor in this country.

Isn't it?

It always was.

Have you told anybody else yet?

No, not yet.

No, let them have their Sunday.

Tomorrow morning will be time enough.

Do you hear me? Idiot!

I told that black-bearded -

He put feet on my land one more time,

I kill him!

- What happened to your head?

- Why don't you ask him something?

All right, goddamn it, shut up!

All right, one of you tell me what's happening,

and the rest of you shut up.

Please. Uh, please.

It's not me who is making complaint.

- He come to me and wife -

- I kill you! I kill you!

He come to me and my wife,

and he using -

Very bad word before wife!

And he never, uh, stop,

listen what I have to say.

What did you have to say?

I say - I say, "I am truly sorry,

but, uh, my property line crosses here."

I want that son of a b*tch -

Albert, you put off yelling in here!

Okay, then what happened?

What the hell difference

makes what happened?

He already admitting he's crossing my lines.

He, uh, knock me down...

and, uh, I - I take him by foot...

and, uh, my wife hit him on head with rock.

That's lie! That's lie!

That's lie!

And, uh -

I - I held him and, uh...

my wife tie him up good...

so that he was there last time

when I see him until now.

That's another lie!

That's -

Remember!

Out before church opens!

Good morning, Mr. Averill.

Good morning, George, Mrs. Eggleston.

Mmm!

Mmm!

Mmm. I missed you.

What the hell is that?

I didn't have any breakfast yet.

Is that all that's stopping you?

Mmm! Come on.

Pie?

I think it's the best one I ever did.

It's beautiful.

It belongs in a museum.

It's great.

- Mmm!

- It's delicious.

Mmm! You eat the pie first.

It took me a whole day to make it for you,

so you eat all of it.

Tell me something.

How do you manage

to take care of business...

and make pies at the same time?

Mmm.

Help me.

I brought your birthday present.

Yes? Yeah?

Really? It's very expensive, no?

What else have I got to spend my money on?

Where is it? Is it here?

Where is it?

Tell me, please.

- Tell me. I can't stand it.

- Here.

Ahh!

No! I want to see.

Bye-bye.

I'm afraid to look.

Silly, isn't it?

No. I'll bring it out to you.

How do you like 'im?

It's so beautiful.

Oh!

I can't stop crying.

I don't know what the hell

is the matter with me.

I feel I finally got somewhere.

- I'm so happy I could bust.

- What's stopping you?

Whoo!

What the f*** is going on?

We just got to sleep around here.

Howdy, Nell! Ladies.

You just drag your tired

old asses down here...

and come see for yourself!

Boy, you got everything

under control here?

Well, it ain't easy, Mr. Averill.

Whoo!

Come on!

Do you have any idea

what one of these costs?

Come on, Bessie!

Watch out.

If you can -

If you can see daylight

between the trees, it's okay.

SIow down, EIIa.

- Turn off before you get to town.

I don't want anybody to see me.

- Whoo!

I want them to see me.

What good is it if nobody sees me?

EIIa!

Hello!

I'll be damned. We're just in time.

Look! Even the mayor is here.

Whoo!

Hello!

One more time!

Yee-haw!

Ride that son of a b*tch, EIIa!

Oh! Scheisse.

Come on! Come on!

Mmm!

Ah! The water was real good.

Driving like that sure heats me up.

He's a man's horse. He is not timid.

James, am I really pretty?

You never answer anything personal.

How anyone can think so much is beyond me.

- Now I'm doing it.

- What?

- Thinking.

- How do you like it?

I don't.

You once said you liked me

because I didn't.

Didn't what?

Think so much. Jesus.

When did I say that?

I don't remember the time of day.

But you said it all right.

- Well, what do you think?

- About what?

Leaving.

- Here?

- Wyoming.

- Wyoming?

- Yeah.

You son of a b*tch.

Is that what the present was for?

I think you ought to stop f***ing me around

and tell me directly what's on your mind.

The state's gonna declare war.

Would you go?

AIone?

No, of course I won't.

What the hell would you think I would say?

Goddamn it, it's different this time.

Maybe it ain't things are different.

Maybe it's you.

I'm getting old.

Mmm.

You think everything stops

because you're getting old?

Maybe it does.

Two, three, four!

Yee-haw!

Barbed wire and women are the two greatest

civilizing agents in the world!

Whoo!

Bravo!

Bravo!

- Are you okay?

- Whew! I can cut a steer...

I can put

my red-hot monogram on a maverick...

in the darkest night that ever blew, EIIa...

but I am poorly put up to paralyze

a beautiful young thing like you...

with matchless eloquence -

Ah!

Just stay - Get -

Oh, Jesus.

I don't understand you.

I never did.

I'm asking you to leave, EIIa.

Late for local business, isn't it?

Looks like Ella's been real busy.

Hello.

Come in.

You pay in advance here.

Cash or cattle?

Dozen head of long twos enough?

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