Last Man Standing Page #6

that'll get you broke and dead,

both at the same time.

By the time we got

to Slim's Roadhouse...

Strozzi's men were trapped

inside the burning building.

The ones that

made a run for it got shot.

The ones that stayed inside

got cooked.

None of them were going

to make it home to Chicago.

Don't shoot!

I know where the money is!

Don't shoot me!

How about it, Strozzi?

What's it going to be?

I give up. You can have it.

You can have everything.

Take it all!

Kill him.

Let's go.

After the fire dies down,

go inside.

Pull out Smith's body,

if you can find it.

He's got to be dead.

He didn't come out.

Everybody in there

has got to be dead.

A little after dawn...

Joe and Galt

got me to the abandoned church.

The bill

for helping the Indian girl...

included kicked-in ribs,

a broken nose...

one eye mashed up

pretty good...

but all I needed was a gun

and some time to heal.

Give him another drink!

We know he ain't dead yet.

We counted the bodies out there.

Maybe you should

take your shoes off...

and look at your toes.

Hickey gets back, we'll be

cutting them off one by one.

I knew by the sound of the car

it wasn't Joe.

It's a funny thing

about people.

One time out of a hundred...

they turn out

better than you expect.

Just your old amigo.

Joe got caught

making his daily run.

The food, the bandages...

they just gave him away.

Hickey?

No. McCool and a couple

of other guys.

Hickey and Doyle are in Mexico.

Doyle's still looking

for that half-breed Indian girl.

Is that a persistent

little bastard or what?

Where'd they take Joe?

They're all over

at Strozzi's hotel.

Doyle moved them all over there

after winning the war.

You think you're going

to fight anybody with that?

I can get a gun with it.

That's the only help

you're going to get.

I always hated it

when I owe somebody.

But sometimes you just got

to play out a bad hand.

There were going to be...

a lot more wooden boxes

in Smiley's window.

But what the hell.

Everybody ends up dead.

It's just a matter of when.

Well, thank you.

God...

Damn!

Go back to the Red Bird.

Get my valise.

Bring another bottle of whiskey.

Right away, sir.

What's that?

It's a message for Hickey.

Him and Doyle get back...

you tell them

I'm out at Slim's Roadhouse.

Slim's Roadhouse?

It's burned to the ground.

It's gone, the whole place.

You all right?

When's that ranger due back?

Day after tomorrow.

That will give you enough time

to get it cleaned up.

I'm just going

to haul those bodies out...

take them out in the desert...

and let the coyotes

chew on them for a while.

Then I'm headed for Houston.

Even Frank the undertaker

is leaving town.

What kind of town are we going

to have without an undertaker?

How about you, Joe?

You're staying put, ain't you?

No, sir. Right now,

I'm going with him.

Like hell you are.

I just want

to see this thing finished.

I earned it.

Joe and I sat up all night

waiting for Hickey and Doyle.

When this thing got started...

all I wanted to do

was make some money.

Somewhere along the way,

it all got personal.

For a guy with no principles...

sometimes

you act kind of peculiar.

Don't go getting mushy on me.

I was just trying to say

thank you.

I hear people thanking me,

I generally start running.

How's your wound doing?

Hurts like hell.

Closest doctor

to here anymore...

is just across the river

in Mexico.

I can show you the way.

Go on back there and hide.

Go find a spot. Go on.

Stay hidden.

You had me fooled.

I really thought you burned up

with the rest of them.

Nah. I knew better.

It was always going to come down

to something like this.

I want you thinking about me

when you're dying.

Looks to me

like you're the one bleeding.

Now hold it.

We can get you a doctor,

get you patched up.

You're going to run this town

with us. I need you.

Give me a fair fight,

he won't need a doctor.

Wait! We don't need the guns!

You, me, and Hickey, we won.

We're survivors.

I haven't found the girl yet.

You know, the girl.

You must know where she is.

You think we can still find her?

We can go to Mexico.

She's up there

in the mountains...

some little village.

She had a kid... a little girl.

I got to get her back.

I'm telling you,

we can be partners.

That's for what he done

to my town!

You going to have him

kill me, too?

No. Don't worry. I'm all done.

I'm just going to watch.

I don't want to die in Texas.

Chicago, maybe.

You can meet me there

if you want...

and try and kill me or...

Maybe you're the kind of guy...

who'd shoot an unarmed man

in the back.

I've done worse than that.

I can't say it all went

exactly the way I planned...

but I was right

about one thing.

They were all better off dead.

Goddamn. I wasn't real sure

this old gun would still shoot.

It looks like you got yourself

a new car.

And that was it.

It ended about the same place

where it started...

out in the desert

on the road to Mexico.

I was just as broke

as when I arrived...

but something would turn up.

It always does.

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