Rango Page #6

We tunelled into that vault,

but there was nothing

in it.

Someone robbed that bank

before we robbed it.

Where did you get this here jag?

That's what I was tryin' to tell

you pappy. I found it the desert.

Then why darn it did you

bring it here?

Hold on! You're saying this here

jug was empty when you found it?

Aha, that's right!

- Nah, I don't believe a word of him!

Let's hang him, sheriff.

- Spring him up!

Who would take the water into

the desert? - Wouldn't be the first time...

It's a puzzle!

Like a bit of mammagram!

What's goin' on sheriff?

- I don't know.

But I'm gonna strip away this mistery

and expose its private parts!

You and your kin are

comin' with me.

They're coming.

Here they come.

Looks like they caught

the robbers.

Where's the water?

There weren't no water.

Where is he going?

He's going to see the Mayor...

Aaa...he's gotta be pleased with

that, yea! - That's a good one, boss.

Interesting...

I do apologize for the shoes,

Mr. Rango,

but there's certain protocol to this game.

And I'm a bit of strict for protocol.

That's good. 'Cause you gotta few questions

answering, and I got my own protocol.

But why would anyone dump water

in the bloomin' desert?

It does seem a bit naive taking

the word of admitted bank robbers.

Besides, once they hanged,

your job is done.

Bravo! - Job well done!

But what if someone did rob the

bank before they got there?

And who would do that, Mr. Rango?

- I was hoping that you could tell me.

That sounds marshally near to an

accusation.

Take it anyway you like it.

Something you said keeps

rattling 'round my frontal lobe.

What's that?

"Control the water,

and you control everything."

Come on, Mr. Rango!

You tribute divine power to me!

How on Earth could I possibly

control the water?

You obviously mastered this game.

- Well...I've been playing it for many years.

I was here before the highway

split this great valley.

I watched the march of progress.

And I learned a thing or two.

Perhaps it's time you started

to take a long view.

You'd begin to appreciate the

broad sweep of history.

Look out there, son. You can

almost see time passing.

What're you building out here?

Future, Mr. Rango, future.

One day soon, all this is going to

faint into myth.

the frontier town, the lawmen,

the gunslinger...

There's just no place for them

anymore. We're civilized now.

That's right, civilized.

That's what the future holds.

You can either be part of it

or you can be left behind.

Is that what happened to Mr. Merrymack?

Did he get left behind?

Careful, Mr. Rango. You seem to

forget you're just one little lizard.

You seem to forget -

I'm the law 'round these parts.

Our new sheriff's been playing

the hero for so long

he has actually started

to believe it.

Call in Rattlesnake Jake.

Jake's the Grim Reaper. He'll never

leave a rat without ruining his soul!

Do it!

Now be still. You gotta look presentable.

Going to meet your Maker.

La muerte allegado,

death has arrived.

Como estanto suevos?

How will the hero survive?

The Mayor has bought all of the

land in the valley. Except yours, Miss Beans.

That just don't make no sense.

Without water, that land is useless.

Unless he controls the water!

Like a monkey's bladder!

Then he can bring it back once

he bought up all the land.

And then how does he control

the water?

Sheriff, we got a problem.

Hold on, Beans, that

won't be necessary.

Hang them!

- Tear them apart!

Calm down.

Calm down!

Let them pay the price!

We can smack down

their gimmicks!

You too, Spoons?

They're done taking that water.

They'd taken everything we got.

No one to hang anyone up.

Not while I'm the sheriff.

But it's all his fault!

You said you was going

to bring the water...

It's just we got no hope without that

water.- We got nothing left to believe.

You see that sign up there?

As long as that sign says "sheriff",

you can believe

there's law and order in this town!

But without law and order!

Luminate on that!

Oh, yea! Starts out slow...

like a... fungus.

Somebody says a cross word,

accusations start climbin'...

neighbour turn on neighbour,

pretty soon we're eating our children

and dogs and cats will get togehter

to create all sorts

of unatural murant apparitions!

So you want something to

believe in, Spoons?

Believe in me.

Believe in that sign.

As long as it hangs there,

we got hope.

Hello, "brother".

Thirsty?

Long time, brother.

How've you been keeping?

- Oh, well, you know...

I heard all that turnabout how you

killed them Jenkins brothers.

with one bullet,

wasn't it?

Isn't that right?

All these good folks here believed

your little stories, don't they?

Why, they believe you're

just a stone killer, don't they?

Seems these folks trust you.

They think you're gonna

save their little town.

They think you're gonna

save their little souls.

But we know better.

Don't we?

So why don't you show your friends

here what you're made of?

Show 'em who you really are.

Why don't you just pull your

gun and shoot me?

But of course, you won't need

all the bean...

Just one, right?

Go ahead, hero.

Pull the trigger.

You got killer in

your eyes, son?

I don't see it.

You didn't do any of them things

you said? You didn't kill Jenkins brothers?

You ain't even from the West,

are you?

Say it!

No. - O, speak up. I don't think

your friends here heard you.

No. - All you done is lied to these good people.

You ain't nothing but a freak and a coward.

Isn't that right?

Yes. - Louder!

- Yes.

Listen closely, you pathetic

fraud. This is my town.

If I ever see you again, I'll take

your soul straight down to hell!

Who are you?

Who am I?

I am nobody.

Golden guardians!

The alabaster carriage!

The Spirit of the West!

Excuse me... Mister...

Spirit? Sir?

Aaa...here's the beauty. Sometimes

you gotta dig deep

to find what you're

looking for.

So you made it...

Is this Heaven?

If it were, we'd be eating

Pop-Tarts with Kim Novak.

Yea...ha...no kidding?

What are you doing out here?

- Searching...same as you.

I don't even know what I'm

looking for.

I don't even know

who I am.

And they used to call you

"The Man with Name".

These days, they gotta a name

for just about everything.

It doesn't matter what they call

you, it's the deeds, that make the man.

But my deeds just made things worse.

I'm a fraud. I'm a phoney!

My friends believed in me, but

they need some kinda hero...

Then be a hero.

- No, no, no, you don't understand.

I'm not even supposed

to be here. - That's right.

You came a long way to find

something that isn't out here.

Don't you see?

It's not about you.

It's about them.

But I can't go back... - You don't

know that you gotta choice, son.

No man can walk out on his

own story.

So, you made it.

That's right, amigo.

The other side of the road.

Did you just see that?

We all see what we need to see.

Beautiful, isn't it?

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