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Synopsis: Nevada Smith is the young son of an Indian mother and white father. When his father and mother are killed by three men over gold, Nevada sets out to find them and kill them. The boy is taken in by a gun merchant. The gun merchant shows him how to shoot, to shoot on time, and to shoot straight. Everything that Nevada does goes to killing those three men. He learns to read and write just to learn their location. He pays people to tell him where they're at. He even goes to prison to kill one of them. While the movie is a Western and has plenty of action, it also takes a deep look into vengeance and how one can change after a haunting incident.
Genre: Western
Director(s): Henry Hathaway
Production: Paramount Pictures
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.0
Rotten Tomatoes:
57%
NOT RATED
Year:
1966
128 min
355 Views


Best eastern peaches in the West.

Would you open it for me?

No charge.

You got a book

that teaches reading and writing?

McGuffey's Primer.

Right under the stairs.

Hey...

Of course, you can't pick one out

until you can read!

It's this one here.

25 cents for the peaches

and 10 cents for the book.

Ideas don't weigh much but peaches do

and freight is charged by weight.

Most people are hungrier

in their stomachs than in their minds.

Well, here's your first decision.

The top sign says Silver City.

That's in Colorado.

The second one, the one over there,

that's Donner, California.

The one on the bottom,

that says Sonora.

That's down south in Old Mexico.

I sure can't tell you which way to go,

but if you want to catch them,

go where the money is.

They'll head for where they can

spend it or steal it.

Mr. Cord, I don't know how

I can ever pay you back for all this.

No need to.

If you get tired of chasing them,

look me up and we'll talk about it.

Well, no use drawing this out.

Good luck, Max.

Bang, bang.

Very nicely done.

Handling one of these is only half of it.

The rest is learning human nature.

That takes a lifetime,

so you'd better not trust anyone.

You want to plan your moves,

pick your place to fight,

don't make any threats,

and don't you ever walk away from one.

Goodbye, Max.

Goodbye, Mr. Cord.

Don't even trust a friend.

Come on, Struther,

you've washed your pink body enough.

Struther, please hurry up.

Hey, the dames are coming!

The dames are coming!

Struther, you'd better hurry up

and get outta there.

Pink...

Red...

Cat got your tongue? Come on!

- Gee, you're cute.

- Walter? How are you?

- Hey, look at me!

- Shut up.

Hello, cowboy. Welcome to town.

- Try the next room.

- White women more popular.

They saved me for you.

- Navajo?

- Kiowa.

I am Kiowa, too.

Yes or no?

$5...

...for some questions.

I'm looking for three men.

One is named Jesse,

got a scar on his neck, carries a knife.

He may be riding a grey horse.

Ever see anyone like that?

Lots of men with scars come here.

Buy yourself some moccasins.

Why do you ask for them?

They tortured and killed a woman.

Kiowa, like you.

One man...

...has a scar here.

He works downstairs

dealing cards in the bar.

- But he might not be the same man.

- Where does he keep his horse?

In the stable across the street.

But please don't tell anyone I told you.

- Hey, mister?

- Yeah?

That grey for sale?

Belongs to Jack Langely at the

Palace Bar. I don't think he'll sell him.

Jesse!

- Any cards, boys?

- You, dealing cards.

- Jesse who?

- Jesse coward, Jesse murderer.

- Woman killer.

- My name is Jack Langely.

When you killed my parents,

it was Jesse.

I'm Jack Langely.

When did this killing take place?

- Hey, Hudson, what's my name?

- Jack Langely.

- How long have I worked here?

- A year, year and a half.

- Anything else?

- Stand up.

I'm not armed.

My father wasn't armed when

you tied him up and blew his head off.

- Kid...

- I know what I'm doing.

- He's riding my father's horse.

- It's mine.

With an "SS" brand?

I have a bill of sale for it.

Fair enough, let's see it.

Now, look, son...

If Langely did what you said,

I'll let you kill him.

But if he's got a bill of sale,

you could have the wrong man.

Let's look.

Come on, both of you.

You fight like your mother, boy.

Should've taken you to a sail maker

to get stitched up.

That McGuffey Reader in your shirt

kept that knife from your stomach.

The minute he's done, you move on.

How can he ride a horse

with all them stitches in him?

That's up to him.

You killed a man,

as you tell it, for good reason.

You did what you had to, so am I.

If we don't drive you out,

there'll be more killing. Got any friends?

An Indian girl was asking about you.

Maybe she can help.

Where? How did you get?

You come back to us in trouble

and in pain. You are welcome.

- How long?

- Many days.

You talk in fever

of the death of your father and Tabinaka,

my brother's daughter.

You stay here with your own people.

Neesa, she became shame of Kiowa,

but she bring you home.

That's good. Maybe both of you

make each other well.

You stay here.

Oh, no. You get back in there.

It's hot water and it's good for you.

"See... See the frog...

...on a log.

"Rab sees the frog...

Three weeks you sit here.

You never laugh or smile.

"Can the frog see Rab?"

You learn to read not to make you wise

but to help you find men to kill.

"The frog can see the dog.

Rab ran at...

Do you think that I became

a dance-hall girl because I was bad?

It was because I was full of hatred

and foolish.

"See the lamp. It...

If there was a medicine that would

change the way I was, I would take it.

- Do you know of one?

- Neesa, it's got nothing to do with you.

Honestly, nothing.

If I could find a medicine,

I'd take it myself.

- Really?

- For true.

See the lamp?

It is out.

- It ain't going to work, Neesa.

- Why?

I'm going to have to go soon.

- When?

- One morning I'll be gone.

Make yourself at home.

You looking for anything in particular?

- Names, that's all. I'm no thief.

- Yeah...

- What kind of names?

- Friends of Jesse Coe's.

Are you a friend of Jesse Coe's?

I'm the one that killed him.

My name is Angie.

Mrs. Coe.

You might call me "The Widow Coe".

- I don't know what to say.

- I do.

Thank you.

Tell me about the men he rode with.

You know, you look young.

But any man that could take

Jesse Coe with a knife...

...had to be some man.

Do you know where they are?

Do you know their names?

Well, I think one of themes name is...

...Bowdre, Bill Bowdre.

He wanted Jesse to go on a bank job

with him, down in Louisiana.

And it's really too bad he didn't go.

- Why?

- 'Cause they got caught. Put in prison.

There was one other one.

I don't know his name.

That's all I can tell you.

"Western gang...

...robs...

...Bank of...

...New Orleans.

Two...

...a...

Hey, Cap... What's that word?

The word is "apprehended".

What does it mean?

Well, it means... caught.

Say anything

about where they were taken?

No, but a fella robs a bank down here,

they throw him in the state prison camp.

Much obliged.

- Corbin? How do you want yours?

- Just money!

- Sand, how do you want it?

- I want all of it, in that bag.

- Max...

- Shut up.

- The big money's in the vault.

- Get back.

Stay there.

There's only one this time, Warden.

Two years. He robbed a bank.

"Two years hard labor".

That's the only kind we got here.

Starting with me, everything here

is mean and miserable.

The heat, the mosquitoes,

the food, the life.

There's nothing to do all day but work,

nothing to do at night but sleep.

We don't have any walls or fences.

The swamp is our wall.

Miles and miles of it,

filled with dirty water, quicksand,

moccasins and malaria.

- Any questions?

- No.

"No, sir".

No, sir.

Just one more thing.

Don't ever make me mad.

- Big Foot!

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