McCabe & Mrs. Miller Page #5

Constance, open up.

Constance?

I never knew anybody who spent

so much time behind locked doors.

What a nice velour. Look at that.

Isn't that nice?

You want to play? Sure you do.

Look at this. Look.

What do you mean? You're no fun at all.

No, we haven't had dinner.

We're going to go eat.

When you get yourself

in a gambling situation...

you got to know

when the other fellow's bluffing.

Didn't I tell you them two gimpers

would come back to me?

I told you. Once in a while,

if you'd just learn to trust me, Constance...

everything is going to be a lot easier.

You'll find that out.

- How high do you think they'll go?

- I don't know.

Tomorrow morning at breakfast

is going to tell the tale.

You're a funny little thing.

Sometimes you're just as sweet...

And then other times...

Ernie, we'll make a deal, all right.

We'll only have to come up with

another $1,000, but we'll make it.

He's negotiating.

We'll close this deal for $7,000.

- Well, $6,250.

- I don't think so. He hasn't the brains.

- I want to turn it over to Jake.

- Come on. Let's not give up on him now.

Listen, son.

You want to try and knock some sense

into that fool's head, that's up to you.

I'm going back, right now.

After 17 years, I deserve something better

than a goddamn snipe hunt like this.

He's impossible.

Yes, I guess you're right. We tried.

Do you think that meat was all right?

God, if it wasn't rancid.

That's all I need on a trip like this

is a case of the runs.

How many times

have I told you to shut the hell up?

- Well, how is he?

- Terrible. He's out again.

He hasn't come to again

this time for three hours.

Bart Coyle went and got his head

bashed open last night.

- Yeah? How is he?

- Horrible.

He keeps passing out. I think he cracked it.

I want you to break out one of them jars

of damson preserves I got from Portland.

Give him a little drink, will you?

Didn't I tell you three for breakfast?

- Smalley said the others weren't coming.

- Those other two, they left last night.

You handled them beautifully.

They knew they weren't dealing

with no tinhorn.

"Almighty God, who sees

the sinful acts that offend him on earth...

"the blade of justice lays open

the serpent of people...

"and leaves its flesh to rot unto Heaven,

and sends its soul to burn in Hell's fire...

"accept the toil of this servant

as atonement...

"and grant him entrance to Heaven...

"and everlasting life at the foot

of the Almighty throne. Amen."

- You're not going down there, are you?

- Ain't nothing to worry about.

- You got your gun on you?

- Yeah. It makes no difference.

What do you want?

- Wait a minute. I don't mean no...

- Then why did you come here?

I heard you had the fanciest whorehouse

in the whole territory up here.

It's been so long since I had a piece of ass.

You come on,

I'll show you what you're looking for.

What's cooking? I sure am hungry.

- What the hell is that?

- It's a carpet vacuum machine.

Well, who wants to be next?

- Not me, I've got the curse.

- Which one of us do you fancy?

Hell, don't make no difference.

I'm going to have you all.

Goddamn.

Blanche, some mail come in today.

This is for Mrs. Miller.

That must be

the new petticoat she ordered.

They weren't kidding about this place.

- What's that? A letter for me?

- That's for me.

- I'll take this on up to Mrs. Miller.

- Mr. McCabe, she's got company.

Well, I'll just leave it here.

It just hurts so much.

I guess maybe I'm small?

No, you've just got to learn to relax,

that's all.

I think maybe this will do.

Stand up, take your top off.

You've got to take your mind off it,

think of something else. Yeah?

Look at a wall.

Count the roses in the wallpaper.

What are you doing?

There's nothing to hide.

The thing is, it don't mean nothing.

You might even get to like it.

You managed it with Bart, didn't you?

Yeah. You really are small.

You're just like me.

I'll get a few pins.

- But with him I had to. It was my duty.

- Turn around.

It wasn't your duty, Ida.

You did it to pay for your bed and board.

And you do this to pay

for your bed and board, too.

You get to keep a little extra for yourself...

and you don't have to ask nobody

for nothing. Just honest in my mind.

Don't worry.

You're going to do just fine here.

$1.

- Make it $5.

- Will you quit looking at my damn cards?

Okay, I'll call you.

Three aces.

Sh*t, you little fart.

You've been looking at my damn cards.

Deal this hand for me.

McCabe.

- Webster's going down the mountain.

- What's that got to do with me?

Blanche says there's still time

to get in on that boom around the fort.

She says you can open a business there

for no money at all.

Somebody has to go and have a look.

I think you should go today with Webster.

I'm your partner. You got to listen to me.

- What'll you do about them blokes?

- You talking about them boys up there?

Smalley is up there talking to them, he'll

bring them down, then we'll make a deal.

- What if they don't make a deal?

- I won't make a deal. I'll have a drink.

Would you care to join me?

Don't mind what people think. They

won't know. Webster covered his wagon.

He found all this canvas

and he's covered his wagon.

Anyway, what the hell

do you have to answer to anyone for?

You bloody well own this town, don't you?

I appreciate you warning me,

but there ain't nothing to be scared of.

They're the ones that got to make a deal,

not me.

I feel sorry for them.

They've been working for 20 years

and don't know what to do.

The company says,

"Make a deal with McCabe.

"Don't come back till you're done."

When they come up on a mule like me...

I feel sorry for them, tell you the truth.

I really do. I feel sorry for them.

I know what I'm doing.

- I know what I'm doing.

- What's he carrying the blunderbuss for?

I don't know. Maybe to hunt possum.

Do you want a drink or not?

They said there was nothing to talk about.

- Who said?

- His name's Butler.

Christ, the son of a b*tch

must be 7 feet tall.

- Did you invite them here for a meal?

- Yeah.

But they said they were going to eat

at Sheehan's.

Give me four or five of them stogies,

will you?

They couldn't make a deal if you wanted.

They get paid for killing. Nothing else!

McCabe, you've got to go with Webster...

Thank you, Smalley.

I'll tell everybody you've got business.

I'll tell them you've got business

with the company, if you like.

If a man is fool enough

to get into business with a woman...

she ain't going to think much of him.

You don't even know

where the wealth of this town is.

Chinkyville, that's where it is.

Right down there in Chinatown.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Up in Canada now, they're blasting tunnel

under $10 a foot, all done with a pigtail.

They've got some new explosives there.

Fantastic stuff.

They give it to Johnny Chinaman...

send him in,

down comes 45, 50 tons of rock...

and one dead Chinaman.

You, sir. Do you know what the fine is

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