McCabe & Mrs. Miller Page #7

where people are civilized.

They'll get you, McCabe. They'll get you

and they'll do something awful to you.

Now, little lady,

ain't nothing going to happen to me.

Don't give me that "little lady" sh*t!

I don't care about you!

Give me my $1,500. I want to make a deal.

If you're not going to make a deal

with them, I will!

Eat your meal.

You can't make no deal.

Bye, honey. I'm going to miss you.

- I'm going to miss you, too.

- Have a nice trip. Be a good boy.

I will.

Say goodbye to Mrs. Miller for me.

Be careful.

Come back.

- Goodbye, cowboy. Come back!

- I will.

Shorty! Come on.

Goodbye, cowboy.

I wasn't trying to hit it. The trick is

not to hit it, but to make it float.

- Hey, hold it, sonny.

- What?

Hold up on your target practice.

I don't want to get shot.

Then get off the bridge, you saddle-tramp.

I want to buy some socks.

I've got a long ride ahead of me.

What's wrong with the socks you got on?

I wore them out running around

half-naked in that whorehouse.

That's really quite a place.

Have you been there yet?

Take off your boots and show me.

You're joshing me.

I said, "Take off your boots

and show me," you eggsucker.

I ain't going to do that.

What are you wearing that gun for?

Nothing. I just wear it.

- I can't hit nothing with it.

- That don't make no sense.

- What kind of a gun is it?

- Colt.

Them's good guns. That's what I got.

- There must be something wrong with it.

- No, it's me. I just can't shoot good.

Well, let me see it.

Come on. Maybe I can fix it for you.

Okay.

Constance.

You're the best looking woman I ever saw.

And I ain't never tried to do nothing

but put a smile on your face.

I ain't no good at saying I'm sorry.

I don't know what it is.

I guess I ain't never been this close

to nobody before.

Why don't you get under the covers?

- Constance.

- You don't need to say nothing.

I'm sorry.

Come on.

That there is my shotgun.

- Could I have it, please?

- This is a house of God.

Well, I'm going right now.

I've got to have my gun.

- Them men out there are trying to kill me.

- Get out.

Fire!

The church is on fire.

Fire!

Sheehan!

The church is burning! The church! Fire!

What the hell is he going on about?

What is it?

- What the hell is going on?

- The church is burning!

Jesus Christ. The church is on fire.

- What the hell are you doing?

- You! Get in there and get dressed.

Andy, get that damn machine down there!

You fellows start breaking the ice off.

Anybody under there?

Out of the way!

- Get those buckets over there!

- I'm going.

Watch your head, Pat.

What the hell are you doing?

Turn up that water!

More empty buckets?

We got it!

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