Once Upon a Time in the West Page #4

How do you play this game,

Mr Morton?

It's very simple.

As long as you use your head,

you never lose.

$500.

Hmm.

$500.

Do I hear any other bids?

I don't think so.

I'm sorry, Mrs McBain,

but I think I'm gonna have to

knock down on that last bid.

$500 once.

$500 twice.

- $500...

- $5,000.

- You said $5,000?

- It's on its way.

It's Cheyenne!

The reward for this man

is $5,000, that's right?

Judas was content with $4,970 less.

There were no dollars in them days.

But sons of b*tches, yeah.

Hey, wait a minute.

- The jail's that way.

- Yeah, I know.

Yeah, but you're going

to the railroad station.

I'm sending you to Yuma, Cheyenne.

They got a modern jail there.

It's got more walls, more bars,

more guards.

Oh, you'll like it, in 20 years.

You'll see.

Two tickets, amigo,

to the next station.

One way only.

Hm-hmm.

Here's to you. And congratulations.

You got yourself a good deal.

Oh, the auction.

Forget it. I don't invest in land.

You don't look at all like the noble

defender of poor defenceless widows.

But then again...

...I don't look

like a poor defenceless widow.

Cheyenne's right.

You're a remarkable woman.

And you're a remarkable man.

But you have something on your mind.

Have you got something

on your mind?

Hot water.

A bathtub full of hot water.

I think it's time

I filled that bathtub.

Who are you?

Jim Cooper.

Chuck Youngblood.

More dead men.

They were all alive

until they met you, Frank.

You paid $5,000

for something that belongs to me.

5,000...

...plus one.

You've got a right

to make a profit, too.

I wouldn't take too long

thinking about it, if I were you.

You got yourself

into something bigger than you.

You got a chance to get out easy.

You better take it.

You sound like a real businessman,

Frank.

Being with Mr Morton's

done you a lot of good.

And you've learned

some new methods.

Yeah, Mr Morton

has shown you a lot of new ways.

Even though

you haven't given up the old ones.

Pick any method you like.

Just make the deal.

Which deal, Frank?

We have more than one, you and me.

We can lump them together

into one bundle, settle all of them.

Here and now.

Easy, Frank.

Easy.

You gotta learn not to push things.

Taking it easy is the first thing

a businessman should do.

I got an idea

Mr Morton can teach you a lot more.

How much?

One dollar.

Giddy up!

Giddy up!

I'd swear we're going to have

that strange sound.

Right now.

Time sure flies.

It's already past 12.

But... But they were his men.

- Yeah.

- And they tried to kill him.

They found somebody

who pays better.

And you! You saved his life.

I didn't let them kill him.

That's not the same thing.

Sure.

It's not the same thing.

You get dressed.

It's time to go home.

Did you make coffee?

This time I did.

Good.

My mother

used to make coffee this way.

Hot, strong and good.

- Cheyenne.

- Huh?

What's he waiting for out there?

What's he doing?

He's whittling on a piece of wood.

I got a feeling

when he stops whittling...

...something's gonna happen.

Surprised to see me here?

I knew you'd come.

Morton once told me

I could never be like him.

Now I understand why.

Wouldn't have bothered him, knowing

you were around somewhere alive.

So you found out

you're not a businessman after all?

Just a man.

An ancient race.

Other Mortons will be along

and they'll kill it off.

The future don't matter to us.

Nothing matters now.

Not the land,

not the money, not the woman.

I came here to see you.

Cos I know that now

you'll tell me what you're after.

Only at the point of dying.

I know.

I heated some water for you.

I also found a razor.

Put it there, please.

So I can watch the railroad move up

while I shave.

You know what?

If I was you, I'd go down there

and give those boys a drink.

You can't imagine

how happy it makes a man

to see a woman like you.

Just to look at her.

And if one of them

should pat your behind...

...just make believe it's nothing.

They earned it.

Keep your loving brother happy.

Who... Who are you?

Hey. You're sort of a handsome man.

But I'm not the right man.

And neither is he.

Maybe not.

But it doesn't matter.

You don't understand, Jill.

People like that

have something inside.

Something to do with death.

If that fella lives,

he'll come in through that door,

pick up his gear and say adis.

It would be nice

to see this town grow.

Now I gotta go.

Gonna be a beautiful town,

Sweetwater.

I hope you'll come back someday.

Someday.

Yeah. I gotta go, too.

Make believe it's nothing.

Sorry, Harmonica.

I gotta stay here.

Who?

I ran into Mr Choo-Choo.

I didn't count on

that half-man from the train.

He got scared.

Hey, Harmonica.

When they do you in,

pray it's somebody

who knows where to shoot.

Go away.

Go away.

Go away.

I don't want you to see me die.

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