Johnny Yuma Page #3

I have always wondered where

the uncle Thomas... kept his will.

You shouldn't had found it, though,

but that was an unhappy mistake for you.

Sorry.

The mistake was your, hand it.

Oh... I think Uncle Thomas will meet you.

Pedro!

Pedro!

-This is the place, Pedro.

-Let's go.

I go outside and take a

look at the shirt.

This is his shirt.

Where is he?

I said, where is he?!

Where is he? Where?! Where?!

Where?! Where?! Where?!

you stay here,

he'll come back.

I know he'll come back.

Let's go.

Pepe!

Johnny.

God.

Too bad Pedro want you alive.

Get Up!

Hands up!

Pepe.

Pepe.

Don't cry,

Johnny.

Pepe!

No...

Oh, come on!

We searched the all area

foot by foot.

I tell you that Yuma has just

disappeared.

He is still here.

you are not only blind...

you are all a bunch of cowards!

I tell you Yuma's here!

I'll have him.

Even if I have to see you...

see you all dead!

-I want Yuma!

-So do I.

you keep your hand off him.

He's mine, now.

We will see about that.

Did you say something?

As what I thought.

Nothing to say.

The other hand...

on the table.

To what do I owethehonor?

-Adamen's room is thesafest place in town.

-you think so? -And I wanted to...

try and get me through the door.

-And you would have died.

-you think so?

-you are a gambler.

-you too, no?

-What are the stakes?

-your life... or mine, I imagine.

-Big stakes, no?

-Are you gonna tell me the rules of the game?

-So that's the reason you're here.

-Well, dying is an important matter.

you do it only once.

-Where and when?

-The abandoned pueblo, it's a quiet place.

-At what time?

-At 12.

Noon it is, then.

And if you do not mind...

I brought ahead my own pistol.

Ah... then we might have to keep one

silver dollar for the...gravediggers.

Wouldn't want youto be without.

you're thoughtful.

Like all the men Samantha has used.

Meaning?

-That you are a generous man.

Listen you, only my gun is for sale,

not me.

If it's only a pistol within...

I'll buy it.

If you are also a part of the sale...

then I'll see you tomorrow.

Ah, I forget... this is also yours.

Where's Pedro?

-I am over here, what is it?

Samantha wants us all

at the ranch, right away.

Something must have happen,

come on!

Get up, you slobber idiot.

-Come on!

Hey!

-What are you doing here?

I came to help.

What do you want meto go now?

You're not bearing off my shame.

-Eh?

Get out of here.

It's up for grabs.

Ehi!

I'll cover you.

Go on.

-Why didn't you cover me?

I couldn't, I was reloading.

Hey, Carradine.

you didn't come here to kill me,

did you?

If I had... you'll be dead, by now.

Not necessarily.

Hey, oh, pardon.

Gracias, padron!

Let's go!

Hey!

Guess that's about it.

There's still one more.

But he's mine.

yeah... I got to go.

There's one more for me too.

Pedro... Pedro.

Don't let me die here...

Pedro...

Pedro!

Don't leave me here.

Pedro..

Look like you run out of bullets.

No...

No, don't.

I... didn't know!

It was Samantha's fault.

Don't, Johnny! Don't!

No! Don't...

That was for my uncle.

That was for me.

That was for little Pepe.

Hey, padron!

Here the Bandidos are all dead, eh!

That wasn't smart, sending Pedro.

-Lawrence!

-You didn't expect me back, eh?

-Oh, of course I did.

I was sure you will kill Yuma.

I'll get your money.

you won't find it there.

Johnny yuma paid already.

But... you did kill him?

No.

He is alive.

And so am I.

Who was Pedro supposed to kill?

Me?

After I shot Johnny?

I didn't send him there,

believe me.

Whatever Pedro did

was his own idea.

you know how he... he hated Johnny.

Maybe he was afraid

That you'll get away.

I begged him not to interfere,

but it was impossible

to make him understand.

He wouldn't listen to reason..

He's so impulsive, violent

I've never been able to control him,

you know that.

I tell you whatever he did

was his own idea.

And you know how he hated you also.

He was furious because I called you.

Believe me, Lawrence... believe me.

And now, kill me if you want to,

I don't care anymore.

What good is all this without you?

I've always loved you,

believe me, Lawrence.

Believe me.

Samantha?

-yes.

-Let me help you.

-No... there's not time, Johnny.

Listen, Carradine.

Wherever that woman has gone,

I'll find her.

I promise you that.

Hey, padron! It's me, Zorito!

Wait for me!

you lost now, pardon?

Come on.

Mr. Carradine could shoot good, eh?

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