More Dead Than Alive Page #5

- I mean, what happened to you.

- Me?

I was raised around army forts.

The only time I saw my father

was in between details,

and usually he was just soberin' up

when it was time to leave again.

And then one day

he didn't come back.

The Major said he died,

but I think he deserted.

What about your mother?

I never saw her, that I remember.

How different...

My father sold his mine interests,

packed up my mother and me,

and took us back east,

where we lived in complete comfort.

Imagine what

it would have been like

if your father had struck it rich

and mine hadn't.

I can't.

Well, I... I guess

I'd better be going.

- Thanks again.

- You're welcome any time, Cain.

What are you doing?

Morning.

Hold that end up, will you?

I thought you left last night.

Well, I started to,

but you filled me up so good

that I didn't much feel

like making the ride back to Las Rinas.

You're lettin' it drag.

Raise it higher.

You know, this place could be fixed up.

The land around here

could support stock.

There you are.

I was thinking last night...

or maybe I was dreaming, but...

I know I could do something

with this place.

That would mean a lot to you,

wouldn't it, Cain?

I'd pay you rent as soon as I could.

That wouldn't be good business

on my part.

You'd have to pay me first.

- You know I can't do that.

- Oh, yes you can.

Would you please hold still?

I'm sorry, Cain, but it just isn't right.

Damn it, Monica, I'm not posing anymore.

There's work to be done.

If you don't pose, you can clear out.

For Heaven's sake, of course!

- Look, I think I'd better do the shaving.

- No, this is fun!

Mr. Ruffalo.

Mr. Ruffalo!

- Mr. Ruffalo!

- Yeah?

- I'm looking for Cain.

- So am I.

He up and left me

a couple of months back.

Would you have any idea

where he might have gone?

Who's askin'?

An attorney, huh?

Well, it's like I told you,

I'm looking for him, too.

I think you've made

a little mistake here.

Clay Allison died

under the wheels of a wagon.

- He was drunk.

- You don't say.

You're an attorney?

Who's got himself hung recently?

Need anything from town?

No. Is that where you're going?

I gotta pick up some nails and a flint.

Say, those flowers are looking great.

Everything around here does.

When will you be back?

I'll be back in time for dinner.

I've been working out there

for over a month.

All I can say is I'm sorry,

but we require some collateral.

But it's fertile land!

With a small amount of livestock,

I know I could make it

a good ranch in no time.

I'm sure you could,

but we can't loan you the money.

Because I'm Cain.

To be frank, you'd be a poor risk.

But that's not the main reason.

We ask collateral of everyone.

If Miss Alton would put up her deed

on the property,

we'd be glad to make the loan

for livestock.

No, sir, she's got nothing

to do with this.

It's her land.

But it's me that's gonna

make something out of it.

Tell me something, Cain, what

have you done since you got released?

Possibly I can find

some related work for you.

Well, I've had a lot of odd jobs,

but only two things that lasted

for any length of time.

I was a bouncer,

and I did some shooting on a show.

With Ruffalo, of course.

You know Ruffalo?

We loaned him the money

to buy that circus wagon of his.

Do you happen to know

where he is now?

As a matter of fact,

I ran into him last week in Prescott.

Well, kid, he's back with us,

starting tomorrow.

- He is, is he?

- Yeah.

Say, listen, uh,

what'd he have to say?

I mean... did he... did he go into, uh,

any reasons why he left...

No. No, I didn't ask.

All that matters is that he's back.

And we're gonna start

taking in that big money again.

Where's the big box

we put the spent shells in?

It's behind the barrel.

Cain?

What'd you come back for?

For money.

Wait.

Did you...

...say anything to Ruffalo

about what happened?

No, I didn't.

And I don't intend to.

You know,

I wanna tell you something.

I can't see how both you and me

can be in this show.

I was hoping old man Carson

would fix things once and for all,

but he didn't, so I guess

I'll have to call you myself.

Now go get your gun.

What's the matter, old man?

I'm calling you! Go get your gun.

It's back there on the wagon.

Now go get it!

Go on, old man, go get your gun.

Put that thing away, Billy.

Well, okay, I will put it away.

I will put it away.

It is put away.

'Cause I'm just playing.

Hey, you aren't afraid of a kid

who's just playing, are you?

You know, you're right,

it doesn't have to be right now.

But it's gonna be.

"Killer."

"Killer Cain."

What'd you do?

You shoot them all on the back?

You're breaking my hand!

You're breaking my hand!

That's right, boy.

I could break your hand right now.

And then where would you be, huh?

Don't you ever try me again.

I've had it with you.

I'll quit this show

when I'm damn good and ready.

And the next time you talk to me,

you say "Mr. Cain." Understand?

Why didn't you tell me

you were leaving?

I didn't plan to.

It just worked out that way.

When you didn't come back,

I went in to Las Rinas and asked around.

Bill Grayley at the bank said

he thought you might be here.

You don't have to do this,

you know?

It's the only way I know

to earn money.

I'll stake you.

No. I couldn't do that.

One wouldn't know it,

looking at you in that getup.

You're a very proud man.

I love you.

You know that.

And I love you, too.

But please try to understand

why I have to do this.

It's not the best way for a man

to make a living, but it's honest.

I just want to make enough money

to buy some livestock,

and then we'll be married.

Who ever would have thought

back in Boston...

...I'd be saying "yes"

in a cheap hotel room in Arizona...

...to a tall gunslinger in black.

Listen, that's the southbound.

I'll make you a deal.

You catch it, go back to Las Rinas,

and I'll come back to you

as soon as I can.

It's a deal.

Keep your hands off of that.

That's Cain's share!

That's Cain's share, yeah.

And which one is mine?

Don't tell me!

The little one is mine.

Yes, that's yours.

- Big one is yours.

- That's right.

This is my show, Billy,

and I pay a man exactly what he's worth...

no more, no less.

It may be your show,

but I am the star, and you know it.

You was, Billy, you was,

until Cain come along.

Twice as many people

are paying to see him.

He's earned his share.

I wanna tell you something.

You know why he came back?

He's in here for just one big one.

Then you know what that scarred-assed

son of a b*tch is gonna do?

He's gonna take a walk!

No, he ain't gonna walk away

from all that money, Billy.

The only one who's gonna walk

is gonna be you,

if you don't like the way

I'm running things.

Hell, I can find me half a dozen

sharp shootin' youngsters.

But I'm never gonna be able

to find me another Cain.

Hell, you know

there's no one better than me.

Maybe not, Billy, maybe not.

But you ain't a killer.

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