Posse from Hell Page #4

Synopsis: Murphy goes after bad guys who shot his friend the sheriff and abducted a local girl. In a plot reminiscent of High Noon, the posse of town blowhards gradually abandons Murphy; only tenderfoot banker Saxon remains, to prove his manhood. When they find the girl, obviously abused by her captors, Murphy shows her acceptance and sympathy whereas the others disply only revulsion.
Genre: Western
Director(s): Herbert Coleman
Production: Universal
 
IMDB:
6.7
APPROVED
Year:
1961
88 min
98 Views


You lie. There were at least

a dozen of you last night.

We'd better do something

or he'll bleed to death.

Seems to me that's the way

it's got to be.

You just can't stand there

and watch me bleed till I die.

I'm your prisoner!

Can't stand to watch him

bleed to death, fix him up.

You know you got to.

You gotta take me back for due legal action.

You just can't stand there

while I die.

If you do, you're murderers.

It's a terrible thing to do.

Stop talkin' that way.

You're Christians,

ain't you?

You want to go

straight to hell?

You want to have me

on your conscience?

If he lives, one of us

has to stay here with him.

If we try to take him with only three horses,

it'll slow us down to a walk.

He'll have to die.

I don't want to die.

Help me.

Old Crip'll get ya.

He'll get you all.

Old Crip's getting more loco

every minute.

He said running into

that box canyon was a sign.

A sign to go back

to Paradise.

Back and kill

every mother's son of 'em.

Burn the whole town.

Kill them all.

Men. Women.

Children.

Marie,

please help me.

Marie.

How much damage

can two men do to a whole town?

You heard what he said.

It's the last thing

the town will expect.

They'll hit it

without warning.

You want me to go get your saddle

and your other stuff for you?

No, that'll do fine.

We'd better

make good time.

I figure on ridin'

these horses to death.

How far to Paradise?

Twenty more miles.

We'll get there after dark.

If the horses last.

Whoa!

What can you do

with somebody who thinks like this?

Like what?

Well, they were headed straight as a bowstring

toward Paradise through that valley.

Now they've taken off at right angles,

almost due south.

No reason,

no sense to it.

It's as if a ghost popped out

and scared 'em that way.

There's nothing out there

for a hundred miles.

There's only one thing to do,

the way I see it.

Maybe you and I should

keep after 'em, Banner.

Kern can go on to Paradise

and warn 'em what to expect.

Me? I'm afraid it's you

who'll have to go on to town, Johnny.

I'd get lost within a mile

by myself.

He's right.

I've got a better idea.

You two have already done

more than anybody could ask.

Why don't both of you

go on into town?

All right.

Then you're elected, Johnny.

Anything I can do

for you fellows when I get there?

Yes. You might drink

a couple of barrels of cold beer for us.

And throw a rock

through the front window of the bank.

Whoa.

They doubled back.

Get out of there,

Johnny!

Hyah!

Hah! Hah! Hah!

Fool trick

for a smart gunman.

If they'd have waited,

they could've shot you too.

Didn't g...

get to drink

that beer for you.

The ways things

worked out, I...

really didn't do anything.

You did a lot, Johnny.

A real man there, Kern.

His getting killed, it...

it was my fault.

No, it wasn't.

Is there anything...

Is there anything else

we can do for him?

Yeah.

Let's go get 'em.

What happened?

I'm all right.

I just fell off my horse.

Thought for a minute

you got shot.

Maybe I did.

I wouldn't notice it.

How'd you manage

to fall off?

Easy.

It's the easiest thing

in the world.

I just leaned out a bit,

and... and I fell off.

Anybody can do it

if they try hard enough.

Get a little dizzy?

Yeah.

But I'll be all right.

I...

I've been going on...

I don't know what.

You been going on pure meanness

and stubbornness, that's what.

Yeah, maybe that's it.

Well, you stay

right here and rest.

I'm going on alone.

The devil you are.

For a city fella,

you've already done the impossible.

Look at you.

You can't hardly

stand up.

You're not a shiny

as a new dime either.

No, I'm not.

But I'm not gonna

let you kill yourself.

Banner!

I'm going with you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess you are.

You're not as bad off

as I figured.

When I can't move,

then I'll stop.

I'm beginning to believe

nothing's ever gonna stop you.

You know, yesterday...

Oh, it seems like

a hundred years ago.

I rode with Brown...

because I thought he had more social stature,

say, than somebody like...

like Johnny Caddo.

I guess I've been wrong

most of my life,

in my own

particularly stupid way.

I actually thought that

the most important people in the world...

were good tailors and...

and beautiful women.

But this miserable excursion,

it's been like...

like being born

for the first time,

getting a whole new

set of values.

Yeah, well,

the more punishment

you take,

the tougher you get.

I bet you've taken a lot

of punishment in your time.

I thought I had once.

Yeah. Sometimes it takes a while

for a man to realize he was wrong.

I kinda wish I coulda...

told Webb that

before he died.

From what I knew of him,

you wouldn't have had to.

I still think

you ought to quit.

Banner, I wouldn't tell this

to anybody else,

but this is the first time

in my life...

that I've felt like

a man at a man's game.

And I ain't gonna

let myself down, or you.

Try some of this.

Build up

your strength.

I could use some.

Me too.

Have one on me.

Say, that outlaw

really...

really knew

how to travel.

Yeah, that must be

better than 100 proof.

I feel like I've...

I've burned some new life into myself.

Let's go.

We ought to be able

to carry our horses for the next five miles.

See them?

How far to Paradise?

Ten, twelve miles.

Are we gaining?

A little.

But I think we can cut them off

if we ride at an angle to them.

Down there.

Moving into those trees.

Still headed

toward Paradise?

Not directly.

Paradise is off

across the flat.

They'll angle along into those trees

and try to keep under cover.

It'll be dark

before long.

We'll be between them

and town.

Cabin over there.

Looks like someone's home.

It's liable to wind up

right in the middle of our fight.

Stands

a good chance of it.

There's no sign

of 'em yet.

You stay here

and watch for them.

I'll shoo whoever's

in there back to town.

Stand a short one?

I could go for

a long one.

You go first.

When the shooting starts

try and keep a little clear.

Shotgun'll level anything

in a 10-foot square.

You mean "10 square feet,"

not "10 foot square."

I mean about the size of a washtub,

whatever that is.

Yeah, but what you said was

more like the size of a wall.

You bankers sure are

sticklers for detail.

Thought I told you

to take her into town.

This is as close

to town as she'd go.

I tried to

talk sense to her.

Wh-What happened

with the killers?

They're in the foothills

south of here.

You get out there

and hook up that buckboard.

And hurry up.

They'll be coming down out of those hills.

I'm so scared of them

it makes me sick.

But I'm not going back.

Yes, you are.

You think that I should go back there

and let them pity me?

Let the whole town

talk about me?

You're going back

if I have to drag you.

I'm gonna take a bath,

Mr. Cole.

You can stay around,

you can watch the show if you like.

Give me

some suggestions.

I have to live off men now.

I may as well learn how to appeal to them.

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Clair Huffaker

Clair Huffaker (September 26, 1926 – April 3, 1990) was a U.S. screenwriter and author of westerns and other fiction, many of which were turned into films. He served in the United States Navy in World War II and then studied in Europe before returning to America. more…

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