Revenge Page #4

about going to the cabin.

As a favor?

A favor to me?

I can't, Tibey.

I understand.

Even simple pleasures

can become like a drug sometimes.

When do you go

to your cabin, then?

- In the morning.

- We all go in the morning.

I go to Caracas...

...my wife to Miami...

...and you, my dear friend,

to Agua Prieta...

...where even a Mexican

feels lonely.

As I promised.

Go to Italy to fit the guns.

Jay?

Goodbye.

I'm only going for the weekend.

Second thoughts?

So?

- So?

- So it's great, right?

- It's beautifuI.

I can't believe

that nobody's touched this place.

I got cleaned out

the first couple of years I was here.

Then I made a present

to the locaI honcho...

...and the place

hasn't been touched since.

You know, when this gets right...

...I'm going to cook you

the best steak you ever had.

I want to sleep right there.

Wait, we're going to eat.

We're going to eat here.

We're going to do everything here.

Get out, Rock.

Why did you shoot an elephant?

It was a mistake.

We had orders to shoot them because

they were hauling supplies for the V.C.

But I wouldn't do it. I mean,

any a**hole can shoot an elephant.

Then one day, I did, by mistake.

It was kind of like a kid, you know,

who throws a rock at a bird.

You don't think you're gonna hit it,

but then you do.

God, I felt so goddamn bad.

I painted this tiny elephant

on my fuselage.

The commander got pissed off,

but I said:

"No, sir, I shot the elephant...

...and I got to remember

what this war was all about. "

And what was it all about?

For me?

I don't know.

Just killing things

you didn't mean to.

And you hadn't thought it out.

Do you love me?

Miryea, I never wanted to love you.

That's not an answer. Say it.

Say you love me.

I'll say it for you.

"Miryea, I love you. "

- I don't talk like that.

- You do. Say it, Cochran, right now.

Miryea, I love you.

Now I have nowhere to go.

That's not true.

You don't have to go anywhere.

I want you to stay with me.

Faithless whore!

No.

No!

Get him up.

I want you to see

what happens to whores.

You want to f***?

You will be f***ed 50 times a day...

- ... before you die.

Ah!

Ramon.

Don't you think

we should start getting back?

Just a little further.

But, compadre...

...you don't become a mountain lion

in just a few days.

You know, compadre?

I think it's good

that you are leaving.

You're not a secret anymore.

Does that make trouble for you?

Oh, not for me, but now

there are men going around...

...asking questions of an American

who may or may not be dead.

The border is not that far from here.

I think you'd better go there.

Otherwise...

...you'll never get out of Mexico alive.

Thank you,

but there's someone I have to find.

Tiburon Mendez is in Durango.

She might be there.

I want you to have this.

No, compadre, no.

It's not necessary.

Don't worry.

I'm keeping what I need.

I'm gratefuI for what you've done.

You know something?

I don't know your first name.

Jay.

Yea?

- Jay.

- Jay.

Salud, compadre Jay.

- Jay, Jay.

- Jay.

- Jay.

- Jay.

When does it leave?

In about an hour.

We would like to wait for you,

but we gotta go.

She's beautifuI.

You should have seen her mother.

Jay, I got something for you.

I made it myself.

Perfect for cutting the balls

off your enemy.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- Here, let me help you.

- Thanks, friend.

I'm just not up to my usuaI self.

Mainly because I had to wrestle that

son of a b*tch all the way from Texas.

Probably gonna have to dope

the peckerhead before I deliver him.

They're no doubt expecting

a calm and reliable stud...

...which he ain't, you know.

He ain't such a bad horse.

He just don't like long rides.

Get up in there.

Well, when I was a kid,

we had a Belgian stud.

Wouldn't trailer

unless our dog went along.

No kidding?

Them clothes and all,

I took you for a peon.

There's a cantina there.

What you say we get a little drink...

- ...and some grits, maybe?

- All right.

All right.

- You sure you're all right?

- Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Tell you what. I'm plumb f***ing tired

of the horse business.

Thirty cents a hauled mile

plus 10 percent on the deaI.

Montana to Mexico City,

hauling sh*t for a**holes.

What's so funny?

I haven't heard

the sound of home in a while.

- Where you headed?

- Durango.

Oh, sh*t, man.

Durango, huh?

Why didn't you say so?

You can ride with me in comfort.

Maybe drive some.

You don't wanna ride no bus

down in this country.

You ain't no drug addict, are you?

No.

Just had a little trouble

with the IRS.

I gotcha.

I'm cash and carry myself.

Bastards don't even know I exist.

What's the matter? You look like

you've seen a ghost or something.

- You ready to go?

- Yeah. Sure.

Why don't you go start the car?

F*** you, amigo.

Go.

You all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- It looks like I picked me a winner.

This thing go any faster?

Well, sure.

Sure you don't want to come, man?

I've got this town wired.

You've been driving a while.

A little poontang

might ease your mind a bit.

I killed a man I hated today.

I gotcha.

You don't want to mix your pleasures.

Sure you don't want to come?

No, I think I'll walk the horse.

Wish me luck.

- Shut the door, Romeo.

- All right.

Help me.

I don't want it.

Hey.

Hey, what are you

sleeping out here for?

Jesus Christ.

I did it.

The fat b*tch

damn near killed me.

- But I did it.

- Hey.

What?

She had more moves

than a rubber man from India.

You gotta get to a doctor.

- Hear me?

- I don't need no goddamn doctor.

- You gotta get a doctor.

- I had enough of that sh*t.

I'd rather drop dead right here.

All right. I'll go get your stuff.

How do I look, man?

Like a survivor, baby.

No sh*t?

No sh*t.

What's the deaI here?

God.

I told him

to bring the money out here.

I usually go in...

...but I'm not feeling well.

Tell you the truth, pard,

I think I'm sh*t-canned.

I can't feeI my legs.

A great horse.

I'm sorry you're not feeling well.

I suppose we'll be able to get

out of here without being banditoed.

I sympathize with your concern.

Look, you just-

Just repeat this name to anybody

who might bother you.

They'll sh*t down their pants

and run like rabbits.

Yeah?

Okay.

Hey.

Senor...

...I called the baron back.

And he's absolutely certain, senor.

It is Cochran.

Perhaps he killed Elefante, too.

Hard to blame him, really.

Shall I have him killed?

You don't know where he is.

How you gonna kill him?

Besides, etiquette demands

that I kill him.

Etiquette. I don't even know

what the word means.

Hi, I'd like a room.

We have a rock and roll band staying.

All the singles are taken.

Look, I'd really like a room.

Well, I remember I got one.

But it is re-decorated. It's a double.

- Okay, I'll take it.

- Sign, please, and welcome.

I want my goddamn cat, pronto.

Ten times today...

...I told the maid, "Close the door

so the cat can't get out. "

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