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Synopsis: Monte Walsh is an aging cowboy facing the ending days of the Wild West era. As barbed wire and railways steadily eliminate the need for the cowboy, Monte and his friends are left with fewer and fewer options. New work opportunities are available to them, but the freedom of the open prairie is what they long for. Eventually, they all must say goodbye to the lives they knew, and try to make a new start.
Genre: Western
Director(s): William A. Fraker
Production: National General Pictures
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
PG-13
Year:
1970
106 min
552 Views


- Yeah.

What exactly did you have in mind?

I don't know, um...

I mean, you gotta eat,

you know, like, dinner.

Well, countess, I was broke that time.

I told you that.

Yes, you told me.

And stop calling me countess.

I thought all you foreign girls

was countesses.

Just because a woman is a foreigner

doesn't make her a countess.

Hmm?

Anyway,

I have an appointment for now.

I have to leave.

Mm, uh...

That's okay, I'm kind of busy myself.

Maybe I'll, you know, stop around

your place about midnight.

- For dinner?

- Hmm?

For dinner?

I ain't hungry.

Unfortunately,

I have an engagement at that time.

But perhaps

I will cancel this appointment.

- I'll walk you home.

- Just to the door will do.

How you doing, Monte?

Hey, not bad, I'm about,

- uh, $43 ahead.

- Yeah.

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

- Uh, fold and, uh, deal me out.

- Where are you going?

I said a couple of hours.

It's been a couple of hours, huh?

You can't quit this early.

Oh.

Twenty-five, 30. Ouch!

Thirty-five, 40.

Forty-one, 42, 43.

My, oh, my.

What do you say we go get Shorty?

Monte? Hey, Monte.

I ought to charge you for a haircut.

I ought to charge you for something.

You know how much you've cost me

all these years?

If you don't quit complaining,

I'm gonna start charging you.

Don't you think I'm worth it?

- Yes, you're worth it.

- Okay.

Are all you foreign ladies

so interested in a man's hair?

I don't know.

It's finished.

Well, how does it look?

The light is better from here.

How's your herd?

Quiet.

You gonna serve us up some of

your revenge for breakfast tomorrow?

Don't necessarily have to be

for breakfast.

You know, it could be any time.

Ha-ha-ha.

Howdy, Shorty.

Hey, Rufus, Powder.

Can you feed

another couple mouths?

You darn betcha I can.

- Hat.

- Hi, Rufus.

I don't suppose there's any work.

Didn't think so.

Howdy, Chet.

Rufus.

How'd it go in Charleyville, Ruf?

Tried working for the railroad

for a while.

Ain't for me.

I like horses.

Ain't that Fightin' Joe?

- That damn fool's gonna...

- Fightin' Joe?

He ain't gonna be worth a nickel

if he don't slow down.

What the hell is he doing?

Coming down Missionary Ridge.

He'll never make it.

He don't want to.

He must have gone

clean out of his mind.

I wonder if he felt anything.

Sure.

Surprise.

- Morning, boys.

- Morning, Mr. Brennan.

I figured on a small herd,

but not as small as we got.

Now, Consolidated

won't spend any money getting cows.

So I've got to lay off four men.

Joe Hooker's gone.

That leaves three.

I've decided on Sugar,

Shorty,

Joe Joslin.

The three youngest.

That's as fair as I know

how to make it.

Now, one of you can stay on

if you wanna ride fence.

Sorry, boys.

- Monte and me got a couple of extra...

- Better keep it. Way things are going.

Take it, Shorty.

We won't be needing it.

We're getting our three squares.

Thanks.

I wish I knew something

besides cowboying.

Well, I ain't gonna ride you down.

He's all yours, Monte.

See you around.

Why did Brennan

have to let them go?

Hmm?

Why did Brennan

have to let them go?

Brennan's got no choice.

Consolidated sends the word.

That's the way it's gotta be.

Well, I hadn't thought of it like that.

Hmm?

He said

he hadn't thought of it like that.

That's the trouble with Dally.

He thinks wrong too damn much.

Yes, by God, maybe I do...

- Cut that out.

- Shut up.

Oh, my... Here, Chet, hold this

so I can see who I'm hitting.

It does make sense.

Hey, Monte.

Maybe you ought to hold the lamp.

Now, now, now.

What's been going on around here?

Well, nothing much.

We was just having a...

A little argument.

About what?

Damned if I know.

What was it, Dally?

What was it?

I plumb forgot.

Hey, what do you know?

I ain't felt this good in months.

Maybe I was wrong.

Oh, no, Dally, you weren't wrong.

It's just

that nothing's been right these days.

This is our last night.

I'm moving to Charleyville.

That dump.

Hmm. Yes.

You're right. It's a dump.

But then, I work in a profession

of diminishing returns.

I mean, as time goes by, we all

have to take the best we can get.

Perhaps one day

you will find the same applies to you.

You can do a lot better than that.

There's nothing else I can do.

There's no one left here,

except town people and few farmers.

Well, didn't the winter wipe out

the ranches in Charleyville too?

Yes.

They're building a spur

on the railroad.

Charleyville's 40 miles away.

Damn winter.

Well, you need something

to help you settle in.

I have never taken any money

from you.

Well, this ain't money.

It's, uh, capital.

- Capital?

- Yeah.

That's what they call it these days.

Go on. Take it.

It ain't like I don't have a horse.

Oh, Martine.

Hey.

Hey, hey.

This is how we started

a couple of days ago.

Shh, shh, shh.

Turn around slow, Rufus.

He's got a gun on you.

You stay out of it, sonny.

Get them up here!

Come on, let's get out of here!

Turns out Rufus and Powder's wanted

for robbing a bank in Miles City.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

- Rufus robbing a bank?

- Well, he couldn't get work, I guess.

There's a $500 reward for him.

Oh, he sure must be getting mean.

- I ain't never even been in a bank.

- Yes.

As soon as they get the word out,

they'll be sending for help

from down the line.

You'd better get going.

Hey, when things settle down,

you'll be able to tell it your way, huh?

If you'd only told me.

Look, if I was you, I'd head South.

If you find work down there

and make a fortune,

you can send us some, huh?

Yeah. A fella was telling me that things

are looking good around San Antone.

Well, if you don't find work there,

try the banks.

I never killed a man before.

Hyah. Hyah!

I'm gonna miss that short fuse.

Monte.

What do you want?

Mary and I are going to get married.

How's that gonna work out?

What do you mean?

You being a cowboy.

Well, I ain't gonna be much longer.

What you gonna be?

A hardware man.

Oh, you mean

you're gonna live in town?

Look, Monte,

you have any idea

how many cowhands there were

in this country ten, 15 years ago?

Well,

there's a hell of a lot fewer now.

Pretty soon there won't be hardly any,

the way things are going.

It's gonna get tougher.

Now, come on, Chet,

things ain't that bad.

Yeah, they are, Monte.

You ain't suggesting that I become

a hardware man too, are you?

Hell, no.

But nobody gets

to be a cowboy forever.

Is there any sign of them black cows

up to the north end?

Maybe they moved back

inside the herd.

We didn't see them.

No sign of them

down at the south end.

Peculiar.

Let's give them a couple of days.

Maybe they'll wander

back into the herd.

I won't be going

right back to the Slash Y.

I think I'm gonna go into Harmony.

I got a fitting on my wedding suit.

When's it set for?

Next week.

Hey, Chet.

Is she a good?

Uh...

If she ever needs a bath,

I'll be happy to oblige.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, we really had

some good times together.

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