Posse from Hell Page #2

The truth is you're showing

yourself up for a plain coward.

I'm sure it'll be easier

going with the posse...

than having to listen

to you complain all day.

You'll find handcuffs

in that other drawer.

I won't need them.

Webb said you went it alone.

I didn't realize how much alone.

Why?

He didn't say why,

he figured it was none of your business.

He said you'd had

more than your share of bad treatment,

you'd lost faith

in people.

He knew if you didn't settle down soon,

you'd run yourself to death.

That happens when a man

starts building a reputation as a gunfighter.

You weren't Webb's only friend.

He had a lot of them.

He wanted to share

some of them with you.

I'll manage.

Trouble is I have nothing to offer but

advice. I'm too old to go with the posse.

Thanks anyway.

Tend to my horse.

You know I'll take

good care of him, Henry.

But I just can't

loan you a horse.

- All right, I'll get one somewhere else.

- No, wait a minute, Johnny.

I can see why Captain Brown

wanted to go and them others.

But them what got killed never

said one civil word to you.

No.

So it ain't your fight.

Maybe.

Do you suppose anybody will think better

of you because you do it?

Oh, all right.

You can take my black horse

out in front there.

But don't you

get him shot now.

Give him all the grain he could eat?

- Yes, sir.

Gave him

a good rubdown too.

Fine. Saddle him up and bring him

to the marshal's office right away.

You bet I will.

Say, Deputy,

you got no problems.

Jack Wiley here just rode in,

and he's going with you.

You oughta see him

use his guns.

He's gonna be

the biggest name in the Territory.

I hope I'll be some help to you.

- Be of help?

Why, Jack'll handle them

all by himself!

Now here's to old Jack.

Come on now. Everybody drink.

Now, men, here's the way

we'll handle this.

We'll surround 'em.

We'll force 'em to surrender.

We follow my tactics,

and we'll prevent any loss of life.

Sounds good.

This your posse, Benson?

- So far.

You men all got rifles?

Yes. Yes, they're hanging out on the saddles.

But I expected

a much bigger turnout.

Posse usually outnumbers

the outlaws at least 10-to-one.

More's coming.

There must be more.

We sure don't have enough manpower here

to go after such bad trouble.

I think we oughta wait for a little help.

It may take longer.

If you're not going,

get out.

All right.

I'll do just that.

Comin', Jim?

Anyone else?

The rest of you sure

you want to go?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

He'll hold us up.

Our prime factor is time.

Captain Brown,

they took my niece.

I'm her only kin.

I got to go along.

I'm as much use

as any Indian.

Then you'd better keep up.

So long, Benson.

Well,

looks like

I'm the best dressed man you've got.

Yeah.

Something happened here.

Looks like the girl

tried to get away.

Yeah, lit out

for those trees.

You want me to take a look?

All right.

Hold it, Caddo.

That could be

a natural trap, Cole.

They might be hiding in the trees.

I've trained troops to do that.

You ever train a horse to climb a tree?

Go ahead.

Go on!

That's off my niece's dress.

They treated her

bad back there.

But as far I know,

she's still alive.

What do you mean,

they treated her bad?

That's something else

we owe 'em now.

Oh!

Oh.

Best not to fight the saddle,

Mr. Kern.

It'll help if you put

more weight on the stirrups.

Holy...

Just keeping up my touch.

Well, that's just fine.

You've told anybody within 10 miles of here

exactly where we are.

I didn't think about that.

It's too late now.

It certainly is.

If I were in command here, you'd be finished.

Captain Brown, shootin' like that,

Wiley'd be worth plenty in a scrap.

And I'd send

any insubordinate farmers back with him.

You're the one

who oughta go back.

We'll leave it

up to Cole.

Why don't all of you go back?

None of you are worth a damn.

The gully over there.

Caddo, you go ahead and scout the area.

The rest of us will follow at a distance.

Give me your coat.

Slowly.

Were you bitten?

No. No.

She's not bitten,

just fainted.

Did the diamondback get your hand?

- No.

Hogan, bring your canteen.

Caddo, cut a couple of sticks. Build a travois

and let her uncle take her back to town.

The killers

could be anywhere.

It's a bad risk to hang around here for

the sake of a half-dead girl.

By rights, we should be up

to those outlaws by now.

You had charge, we'd be a hundred miles

in the other direction.

I'd expect that from a gunman

who never shot anything but twigs.

Wiley, ride up on the ridge

and keep a lookout.

I never cared much

for snakes.

If I had more time to think about it,

I'd have probably run the other direction.

You did all right.

You ever been on

a horse before?

Once or twice.

I've lived in New York

all my life.

Why'd you come along?

I'm not quite sure.

Keep an eye on the bank's money

in case we get it back?

Well, yes. Plus a small difference

of opinion with Larson.

Gonna stick it out?

Yes, I think I will.

All right. If you want to kill yourself,

that's your business.

But I don't want you

slowing me down.

Get over behind that rock

and take your pants down.

If you're gonna keep up,

you'll need some medication.

This suit will never

be the same again.

Never mind about that suit.

Just get a good hold on that rock.

Oh.

Now rub that in.

At least it'll disinfect you.

One thing.

Right now

I won't particularly care if I get shot.

- That medicine help?

- Yes, I guess so. I, uh... I just feel numb now.

- Bring anything to eat?

- Oh, no, no. I'm not hungry.

Here. Try some of this.

Keep moving around.

It'll help.

Helen, honey.

It's me, Uncle Billy.

You're gonna be all right.

What can you say to anybody

after a thing like that back at the trees?

Well, just forget it.

Forget what happened to her?

What I mean is, no matter how you feel

you make it as easy on her as possible.

Naturally you feel sorry

for any ruined thing,

but you just try to act natural and pretend

she's the same as always.

Hmm, she's awake.

Well, so you're awake.

We... We were just

talking about you.

Everything is going to be

just fine and dandy for you now.

And don't you fret

about what people say...

or think or...

or anything.

If you know what I mean.

Ready to hook it up?

Yup.

Stop her!

Would you please just go away

and leave me here alone?

No.

I'll take a knife,

cut the skin off

where they touched me.

Now stop it!

Cry if you must,

but don't be crazy.

You don't know.

You don't know.

No, maybe I don't.

But this gun wasn't the answer.

You leave me alone.

I don't want your pity.

If you want to know something,

I think you're lucky to be alive.

Those men...

The smell of them.

Blood and sweat and whiskey.

It was so ugly.

Can you move?

I can run a thousand miles.

Never stop.

We've got a rig for you.

Your uncle can take you back to town.

Now you hang onto this.

Is there anything

I can do?

Get mounted.

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