Johnny Guitar Page #5
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- 1954
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- You got five years o' mad in you.
You can give them another five hours.
No signs o' them in the desert.
They've holed up, somewhere.
- Probably in what they call their silver mine.
- Anyone have an idea where the mine is?
following this creek.
The camp's gotta be between Vienna's and
Furnace Ridge, cos there's nothing beyond.
If they got a camp up there, I'll find it. I've
panned every inch of this stream. Let's go.
- Wait a minute, boys, I got a better idea...
- Wait. I'll say when and I'm not saying it yet.
All right, Lou, you know this country better
than anybody. We'll follow you. Come on.
Wait a minute.
Hey, someone's coming!
Woah. Woah. Woah.
- Hold that horse steady.
- Hey, that's one of their horses.
They never got where they were going.
- One of 'em didn't make it.
- Find him and you'd find 'em all.
The only place between here
and town is Vienna's.
Reckon' maybe you been right
all along, Emma.
Of course I was right but you wouldn't listen.
None of you. The last time either.
There'd have been no bank hold-up,
the stage wouldn't have been robbed,
my brother wouldn't have been killed.
I've been right about that woman
ever since she came.
I wanted to run her out before she ever
got in but you wouldn't listen. None of you.
The Marshal says
he has to have legal cause.
Mr. McIvers thinks he can do it with talk.
And the rest of you
can't make up your minds.
Well, what are you waiting for?
You heard her.
They'll run the railroad through here,
bring in thousands o' new people
from the east.
Farmers, dirt farmers.
Squatters. They'll push us out.
Is that what you're waitin' for?
You're actin' like she's some fine lady.
And doin' nothin'
makes all of you fine gentlemen.
Well, she ain't and you're not.
So you better wake up
or you're gonna find you
and your women and your kids
squeezed between barbed wires
and fence posts.
Is that what you're waiting for?
Well, I'm not.
One o' you boys better stay here.
Clem, you stick around.
Tom, why are you here?
Why didn't you leave with the others?
We've got a visitor.
- You shouldn't have come back, Tom.
- I won't be in the way.
- I can't have anyone here.
- Nobody notices me.
I'm just part of the furniture.
Why do you think I sent you away,
all of you?
What are you gonna do with him?
- I can't keep him here.
- Can't travel.
Then I'll have to turn him over to the posse.
But they'll hang him. He's just a boy.
Boys who play with guns
have to be ready to die like men.
I'll hide him out in the cottonwoods.
It's too late. You'll have
to turn him over now.
Help me. Help me, Vienna.
- We came for the Kid and his bunch.
- That's what you said yesterday.
- We came for you, too, Vienna.
- Why?
I had nothing to do with robbing a bank.
Every man here knows that.
I don't have to hold up banks.
All I have to do it sit here and wait
for the railroad to come through.
And that is my intention.
What was your business
at the bank this morning?
If you remember, McIvers
gave me 24 hours to close.
I drew out my own money, paid off my boys
and I'm closed.
You can't buy a drink or turn a card.
I'm sitting here in my own house,
minding my own business,
playing my own piano.
I don't think you can
make a crime out of that.
Are you satisfied they're not here?
No!
I'm not satisfied.
If they're not here,
- Ask her to tell you, Marshal.
- How would she know?
She and the Kid spent a lot of time together.
They didn't spend all of it here.
He's back in the lair.
And she knows how to get there.
Now ask her.
- Vienna?
- I can't help you, Marshal.
- You mean, you won't.
- I said I can't.
- Either you side with them or with us.
- I'm not taking sides with anyone.
You can't stay on the fence no longer.
It's not just Emma and McIvers.
The men are fed up. Show us the way
to the lair and save yourself a lot o' grief.
I gave you my answer. Twice.
We won't take that.
And just what do you think
I've been taking from you?
Who are you... and you and you
to break into my house
with your angry faces and evil minds?
Why do you come here?
I knew you would. But why?
I held up no stagecoach,
I robbed no bank.
But you're here again.
I know, and I know you know, I'm innocent.
Yet you stand there in your funeral clothes,
like vultures, waiting for another corpse.
Why, you miserable, you hypocritical...
Where's the rest of the bunch?
Where are they?
You've got a rope around your neck,
son, you'd better talk.
It was Vienna's idea, wasn't it? Tell us.
Don't be afraid. We'll protect you.
I got a rope around my neck,
how can you protect me?
- Tell us the truth if you want a trial.
- He's my prisoner, I'm taking him.
We'll get the truth out of him first.
Vienna got Jake to open the bank
for you, didn't she?
Come on, Turkey, tell us.
I give you my word you won't hang.
- Stop making promises you can't keep.
- Stay out of this, Marshal.
Just tell us Vienna was one of your bunch
and we'll give you a chance.
You might ride out of here.
You're just a boy.
- We don't want to hurt you.
- The truth, son, that's all we want.
Just tell us she was one of you,
Turkey, and you'll go free.
Better talk, boy.
You'd better talk.
What should I do?
I don't wanna die. What do I do?
Save yourself.
What'll you do to her?
The law will take its course.
You don't have
to say anything, just nod.
Was Vienna one of you?
Well, was she?
- Ye...
- He's a liar. You scared him into lying.
You heard it from Turkey's own lips, men.
What are you going to do now?
- What do you say, Mr. McIvers?
- Hang them!
No! No.
No, no, no.
Let Mr. McIvers say it.
All right. I'm for it.
Her, too?
Her, too.
I'll shoot any man that steps up here.
I'm taking Vienna and Turkey to town
and I'm holding 'em for trial.
You can take Turkey, Marshal,
but not Vienna.
Put that gun away, Tom.
Not till you all get out of here.
All of you!
Why did you do it, Tom?
You'd do the same for me.
Look.
Everybody's looking at me.
It's the first time I ever felt important.
You said I wouldn't die. You promised!
You promised me I wouldn't die.
You promised.
Mr. McIvers, you promised.
You said I wouldn't hang.
You promised me! Ah!
- Hurry it up, Jenks!
- You wanna do it yourself?
This isn't my idea, Vienna.
Never mind the talk.
Get it over with, Pete.
What d'you say, Mr. McIvers?
- Maybe we oughta...
- Nothing.
- All right.
I can't.
Not a woman.
It's up to you.
Not me.
I'll give 100 dollars!
You'll have to do it yourself, Emma.
Follow me.
Why did you come back for me?
First chance I ever had to be a hero.
I couldn't pass it up.
- Why did you bring...
- There's a mine shaft there.
It'll take us out on the other side.
Taking you out of here in that dress
is like carrying a lantern.
- Vienna!
- Johnny!
Why can't we stay here?
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