Heaven's Gate Page #4

You can stay a whole damn year on that.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Is that you, George?

Yeah. Howdy, Nate.

You boys pay your tally here

in cash money?

- For sure, Nate.

- Sure.

It's getting cold in here.

Good-bye.

Who's the photographer?

Just an ordinary photographer.

Passing through from St. Louis.

It's always the little skinny guys

that surprise you.

I might do a little surprising

around here myself tonight.

Oh, yes?

Situation out back's

looking very prosperous.

You're getting too greedy, EIIa.

You never waste time, do you?

I'd awfully appreciate it if you'd stop

taking steers for pay from these people.

Just like that?

Yes, ma'am.

- I saw that new rig out in the barn.

- Mmm. Nice, isn't it?

Jim back, is he?

This morning.

I'll take you for a ride tomorrow

if you want to.

He's here now, is he?

Mm-hmm.

Upstairs.

I knew.

I felt it.

Please, Nate.

You want to stay here tonight?

So you have to take him back.

He has the claims court tomorrow.

Goddamn.

Thank you, Nate.

You got style, Jim.

I'll give you that.

He ain't young anymore.

I'll take care of him, Mr. Champion.

Thank you.

Mr. Averill is lucky

to have a friend like you.

Uh-oh.

Where you going in such a rush, Nell?

Aw, sh*t!

I'm gonna have me picture taken.

These goddamn son of a bitchin' cows.

Jesus Christ!

You can't even take a sh*t around here

without stepping in it.

Look at this!

I'm up to me ass in sh*t.

- Goddamn it!

- Don't get nervous, Nate.

I'm going right back

to watch the place now.

Dirty son of a -

Entre.

I like to watch you write figures.

Why?

I don't know. It just pleases me.

I thought you were getting to like me.

I do.

But I like money.

Why don't you quit this business?

I have enough money for both of us now.

That sounded close to a proposal.

Jim asked me to go away with him.

What?

I said Jim asked me to go away with him.

What did you say?

I said I would think about it.

Goddamn.

There's another man been shot

by the Association's foreman - Nate Champion.

It was him shot Mike Kovach.

I know that, George.

Jim -

I don't think you want

to finish that, George.

And I haven't had my coffee yet.

Thank you.

Thank you, boys.

It's a long day.

You sure look like hell.

I really live it up when you're away.

You're a friend, Nate,

so I'll come straight to it.

It's getting dangerous here,

and I want EIIa to leave.

Good morning to you, too.

What makes you think she wants to go?

Let me put it this way.

I'm not asking her.

- What about me?

- What about you?

What do you want, Nate?

Want?

How the hell do I know?

Get rich.

Like you.

What am I supposed to want?

That's not a bad answer.

I don't understand you.

I do not understand you.

There's a lot of things

you don't understand.

You're beginning to sound

like a man with a paper a**hole, Jim.

I guess you've stretched your legs

under my table long enough, Nate.

Man don't take on what he can't finish.

Son of a b*tch.

- Where are the others?

- Nick's got them watched.

I had a year of this.

Dusk till dawn, dusk till dawn.

There's getting to be

too many of them.

Too many people and not enough cattle.

We break our backs out here...

and EIIa breaks her back

on these Hunky mudfuckers.

What the hell was that for?

You just shut your big mouth, shitpoke.

Well, kiss my ass.

Son of a b*tch.

You get on out of here.

Right now.

EIIa ain't your friend.

She ain't nobody's friend!

Hyah!

I got it! I got it!

I got it!

Goddamn, you dumb-ass son of a b*tch!

What the hell's the matter with you?

- Is Captain Minardi here, boy?

- Goddamn ball went right in the swamp.

All right, let's go!

You see that disaster out there?

Private told me to tell you

it was the swamp, Frank.

"Swamp." You dumb son of a b*tch!

All he can do is shoot.

- Captain -

- Southerners. Sh*t.

An army of mercenaries

is about to invade Johnson County.

As president of the chamber of commerce,

I demand that you put Company "C" -

Mr. Eggleston.

Of the National Guard on alert

in Johnson County.

I have a standing order

to resist all commands...

other than those directly

from the governor himself.

- How long you had that, Frank?

- A week's time now.

- A week?

- I been expecting you.

You know, Frank,

those men are gobbling up the whole state.

I still can't help you, Jim.

It's not me. You understand?

It's the rules.

Do you have the death list?

Seems balls are getting scarce

as hen's teeth in the army.

You know what I really

dislike about you, Jim?

You're a rich man with a good name.

You only pretend to be poor.

This is damn near everyone in the county.

"EIIa Watson."

What the hell's she doing on this thing?

It, uh...

says she takes stolen cattle

in payment for carnal pleasures.

I guess some of these new citizens

would rather get laid than feed their families.

It's all going to be legalized, Jim.

What'll you do?

My job.

You knew what you were

getting yourself into.

You can't...

force salvation on people, Jim.

It doesn't work.

I don't appreciate your job anymore, kid.

All right.

All right. All right!

Stop it!

- Stop it!

- Come on!

He doesn't give a damn about you.

He didn't see fit to even tell you himself.

Tell me what?

The Association's got a death list...

and your name's on it.

My father was killed that way.

Get up, Nate.

I'm gonna whip your ass.

- Stop, please. Now. Please, James, stop it.

- I ain't through with you yet.

Nate, is it true?

I swear to Christ, EIIa...

I don't even know what he's talking about.

What's going to happen to me, Nate?

I asked you to be my wife, EIIa.

Where are you going?

You - You know I'm not going

to let anything happen to you.

I never have before.

You buy me things,

and he asked me to marry him.

Maybe it was always in my mind to.

Well, that's not good enough.

Hurting now?

He's just lucky we stopped

before he got into real trouble.

Yes.

When will you decide?

I don't know.

I suppose if - if I were you, I'd say no.

You know?

You would?

No question in my mind.

- Why?

- I don't know. There just isn't any.

You could be very wrong, you know.

Jim ain't your friend, EIIa.

He ain't nobody's friend.

He'll quit anybody if it suits him.

Whoa.

Tie him.

Hey, Nate.

Hello, EIIa.

This sure is a fine-looking rig

you got here, ain't it?

An old boy hunting wolves come by...

and I told him that he could

spend the night here.

Why don't you come in for a while?

You haven't been here for a long time.

I've fixed the place up inside.

What have you done to it?

- Wallpaper.

- Wallpaper?

Where did you find wallpaper?

Uh, everybody, that's Fred.

Say howdy, Fred.

Uh, that's EIIa Watson...

and, uh, that's John DeCory

hanging in the back there.

Oh.

- You ready?

- Mm-hmm.

Wallpaper?

Yeah, well, it, uh...

civilizes the wilderness...

if you know what I mean.

It's beautiful.

Um -

That don't appear to be right at all.

Hey, where are ya goin' now?

Where ya goin'?

Jesus!

Damn it.

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