High Noon Page #5

He'd go a long way before he tires.

- You were thinking that.

- Kind of.

- You're scared?

- I guess so.

Sure. Stands to reason.

Come on. Let me help you.

Seems like everybody

wants to get me out of town.

Nobody wants to see you get killed.

- Where're you going?

- Back to the office, I guess.

Oh, no. You're getting on that horse

and getting out.

What's the matter with you?

You were ready to do it yourself.

Look, Harv. I thought about it

because I was tired.

You think about a lot of things

when you're tired. I can't do it.

- Why?

- I don't know.

Get on that horse, Will!

Why is this so important?

You don't care if I live or die.

- Come on.

- Don't shove me. I'm tired of being shoved.

I hate this town.

I've always hated it.

To be a Mexican woman

in a town Like this...

- I understand.

- You do?

That's good. I don't understand you,

no matter what you say.

If Kane was my man,

I'd never leave him. I'd get a gun.

- I'd fight

- Why don't you?

He's not my man. He's yours.

- You have some clean water?

- Why, sure, marshal sit down.

- Running some kind of trouble?

- No, not trouble.

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- What're you building?

- Just fixing things.

Now, take it easy. Settle back, that's it.

Fred, Fred! Hold it awhile.

Stop 'til I tell you to start again.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome, marshal

- Oh, no...

- Tell your man he can go back to work now.

- Will!

- I guess I forgot about you, Herb.

- I'm sure glad you're here.

- Time's getting pretty short.

- Sure is.

- When are the other boys coming?

- We gotta make plans.

- The other boys?

There aren't any others

It's just you and me.

- You're joking.

- No, I couldn't get anybody.

I don't believe it!

This town ain't that low.

- I couldn't get anybody.

- Then it's just you and me.

- I guess so.

- You and me against all of them?

- That's right. Do you want out, Hern?

- Well..

It isn't that I want out, no. You see...

- I didn't figure on anything like this.

- Neither did I.

I volunteered, you know I did.

I was ready.

I...I'm ready now, but this ain't like

what you said it was gonna be.

This is just committing suicide.

I'm no law man.

I just live here.

I got nothing personal against nobody.

- I got no stake in this.

- I guess not.

There's a limit how much you can ask a man.

What about my kids?

Go on home to your kids, Herb.

You get some of the other fellows,

and I go through with it.

Go on home, Herb.

- What do you want?

- I found them, all but Mr Henderson.

- I found him. Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Marshal, let me fight with you.

I ain't afraid.

- No.

- Please, let me, marshal!

- You're a kid, you're a baby.

- I'm 16!

- I can handle a gun, too.

- You're 14. What do you wanna lie for?

I'm big for my ago. Please, marshal!

Well, you're big for your age,

but no, go on, get out of here.

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Hey, Charlie. You can go home now.

Thanks, marshal!

Sure appreciate it. Certainly do.

You don't happen to know

if the saloon's open?

- I said, go home, Charlie.

- Yes, sir.

- So long, Helen.

- Goodbye, Sam.

Take care.

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- Hello, Frank.

- How are you, Frank?

- Everything ready?

- Just the way you wanted.

- We've got your gun over here.

- Let's get started then.

- Can't you wait?

- Just wanna be ready.

Miller!

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Kane, come on out...or your friend

will get it the way Pierce did.

I'll come out, let her go.

As you soon as you walk through that door.

I'll hold my fire.

# Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'

# You made that promise when we wed

# Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'

# Although you''re grievin',

I can't be leavin'

# Until I shoot Frank Miller dead

# Wait along, wait along

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