Revenge Page #5

She opens the door. The cat got out.

If I had a gun, I would shoot her.

You understand?

Will the rest of you please help me?

Precious.

Oh, we've been looking all over

for you. Oh, I'm so happy.

- Thank you, senor.

- Thank you, senor.

Oh, precious.

We should thank the nice cowboy.

Yeah?

Mr. Cochran?

Johnson.

It was foolish

to keep the horse trailer.

- What do you want?

- For myself, nothing.

Then knock on another door.

My name is Amador, Mr. Cochran.

Mauro's a friend of mine.

- I don't give a sh*t who you are.

- He said he gave you a knife, huh?

Did you hope to go unnoticed here?

Don't play games with me.

I asked you a question.

Well, Mauro says you're looking

for the wife of Tiburon Mendez.

- That's a very brave but foolish gesture.

- Thanks. What do you know?

- Rumors.

- Yeah, like what?

Mexican gossip. I'll have

better information for you soon.

But she's alive?

Goddamn it, I asked you a question.

Is she alive?

Yes, she's alive.

Look, I know about you.

I know your story.

- You know my story?

- Yeah.

While you're drinking my beer,

why don't you tell me yours?

Mauro was married to my sister.

She got caught up...

...in some business

involving Tiburon Mendez.

And she was killed.

It happened a long time ago.

You can't kill a man like Mendez

and get out of here alive.

I didn't say I came to kill anybody,

all right?

I just want the girI.

There's a chance we can get her.

But you gotta listen to me.

I'II listen,

but I can't guarantee how long.

There's a good chance

some people already know I'm here.

Wait for me.

I'll be back later tonight.

Go to the bar. There's music

people there, mix with them.

I'll get rid of the trailer.

Don't f*** me up.

You gotta learn to relax.

How are you doing, cowboy?

I'm not a cowboy.

You want to light my cigarette?

Sorry, I'm just trying to make

polite conversation.

- You're a shy thing, aren't you?

- Shy? Me?

Shy is something

I have never been accused of.

Besides...

...it's you or it's the promoter

sitting over there.

And he doesn't speak much English,

so I guess it's you.

That low-life was in here last night.

I think I was supposed to fall over.

He's cute but he's an a**hole.

- Where you going?

- I'm done.

Don't leave me now.

You leave, and I'll make a scene.

- You wanna come?

- I knew you were going to say that.

F*** you.

I was certified dead in 1982.

You want a drink?

- No.

- I've been dried out for six years.

It's tough to get up on stage

and face those kids.

I want them to want me so badly,

it hurts.

The only consolation, I guess,

is that life hurt more before.

A few lines around the eyes, but I can

guarantee you, the bod's still good.

- Sit down. Shut up.

- I want you so badly-

I said, shut up.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to skip

the horseshit with you. All right?

Now, I don't want to f*** you

and I don't want to hurt you.

You wanted to come,

so I'm gonna stay a little while.

But you don't want to know anything

about me or why I'm here. All right?

So, if you just want something,

you ask me.

But if you want to make a scene...

...any kind of scene at all...

...I'm gonna

slit your throat to the bone.

Phew.

For a second, I thought

you were gonna say you were gay,

I knew you weren't a cowboy.

I know cowboys.

My mom's from Oklahoma.

You want a drink now?

Yeah.

But back in my room.

What?

- Amador?

Cochran.

- Who's this?

- He's my cousin, Ignacio.

He's a tough one

from the mountains.

He's gonna help us out.

Let's not talk outside, okay?

What's this?

This is my friend.

What do you know?

She's all right.

What do you know?

You're not gonna like it.

You know where she's at,

just say it.

She's in a whorehouse.

Where?

I don't know yet.

She's in a whorehouse

and nobody knows where?

I'm gonna find out.

You gotta give me some time.

- I know how to find out.

- What?

It means I got my own lead. I saw a guy

in the bar a couple of hours ago.

I don't know his face

but I know his boots.

- No. Wait.

- He works for Tibey.

You've gotta f***ing wait.

It's a mistake.

I'm tired of waiting.

Now, listen to me.

We'll handle it.

Where is this guy?

I told you, he's in the hoteI bar.

You can't go in the bar like this.

You can't go in with a gun.

- Now, tell me what he looks like.

- What?

- All right, all right.

- Tell me about the boots.

He wears black and white

silver-tip boots.

He's coming to the show tonight.

I can get him a backstage pass.

Yeah, that would be good.

No.

What happened?

We brought you a present.

Senor Boots.

Where is she, huh?

He says he wishes to make love

with your mother.

I know what the f***er said.

That's an odd request.

So how far is this?

What is this, 20 miles?

- It's about 20 miles, give or take.

- You know the place?

Yeah, we know the place.

We can get there in an hour?

No, no, no. It's Saturday night, man.

The place is full.

- F*** it, man.

- Forget about it.

I'm going there myself.

You don't have to come.

You're right. I don't have to come,

but I want to tell you something.

Tiburon Mendez has been hard on a lot

of people and I'll spare you the details.

Goddamn it, Cochran,

will you trust me?

Let's do this thing at dawn.

What about him?

We've known him since we were kids.

If we let him live, could he forgive us?

Walk away.

They know me here.

Where is she?

- Who is this?

- She's the madam.

You know where she is.

Where is she? You speak English?

Huh? Tell me, then.

Where is she? Where?

Maybe a house in Mazatlan

where they are rich.

And she was very popular.

Where?

If she's not where you say...

...I'm gonna come back and kill you.

She doesn't know.

It's bad.

She's very sick.

Nobody knows where she is

or no one's talking.

It's time to talk to Tibey.

It's gonna be very dangerous.

There's nothing else I can do.

I can't wait anymore.

I don't know how to say....

Thank you. I'm in your debt.

You're a crazy son of a b*tch,

Cochran, but we're with you.

Okay?

He says he doesn't have anything

with him to give in return.

But he's seen the trailer.

On the day you go back to the States,

he's gonna put his best horse in it.

He says that if the woman you seek

is alive in Mexico...

...she's gonna go back with you

and the horse.

Hey, Cochran.

You ought to be flattered, man.

Never heard him talk so much

at one time my whole life.

Tibey rides this traiI

every morning at dawn.

You know, he's gonna think

you're a ghost.

Be sure to keep your hands empty

and out where he can see them.

Trust us, okay?

I trust you,

but no matter what happens...

...you don't kill him, I do.

Got it.

Where is she?

Perhaps we both deserve to die.

Maybe.

I ask you now, as a man...

...and a former friend...

...to ask my forgiveness...

...for taking my wife

away from me.

I ask your forgiveness...

...for taking your wife

away from you.

She's in the convent...

...in Morito.

Senor? Senor? Senor?

- I wanna see her.

- She is very sick.

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