Rio Lobo Page #8

How about it, Sergeant?

You think you can pass one?

Colonel, it don't seem

like you want to say it, so shall I say it?

It's time.

All right, bring him up.

Shasta, you'd better wait

four or five minutes after we're gone,

then beat it over to your friends.

If we lose, get out of town quick.

Colonel...

- I just wanted to tell you...

- I'll be seeing you.

You'd better wipe that smile

off your face,

or I'll do it for you.

Hold it a minute.

Stay at this end of town

and you won't get hurt.

Look out.

It's all right, Colonel McNally,

they're friends.

- What are you doing here?

- They came to help.

They won't be much help

unless they're real good.

- Doc gave you the deeds, didn't he?

- Sure.

But what are they worth

if you lose?

- You know what you're getting into?

- We promised you in the trade,

but we didn't say

what condition you'd be in.

- Can any of you shoot?

- Bide's a good shot.

Remember him? His bandage on the

Captain's leg got you that headache.

- Remember, Colonel?

- I remember.

- We all fought in the war, Colonel.

- All right, you're in.

Somebody watch that back door.

You got more help than you think.

There's men behind that wall.

Could surprise those fellas

and out-flank them.

- Bide, how deep is that creek?

- It changes. Three, four... six feet.

- Deep near the bridge?

- Ought to be.

I got an idea. Can you hold up

this trade to give me time?

- Not for long...

- Bide, give me your gun.

- What do you plan to do?

- Ain't got time to explain, Colonel.

I can't hold up any longer.

Hendricks. Hendricks!

What do you want?

- Are you ready?

- I'm ready.

You start Ketcham, we'll send Cordona.

I'd like to take a look at Cordona.

Bring him out.

- Satisfied?

- Whenever you're ready.

Hey, Colonel,

he's got where he wants to be.

All right, Ketcham.

Now, you're gonna walk across there

slow and easy.

- Unloosen your belt.

- What for?

To keep your hands busy.

Now walk.

That's far enough.

Here's your man.

Move.

All right. Take it nice and easy.

Hold it right where you are.

There's about six guns on you,

don't move.

- Well, Sheriff, what'll it be?

- I want Ketcham.

I want him too. He's no use to you.

He's signed all those deeds

back to their rightful owners.

- You're broke, both of you.

- Is that right, Ketcham?

No. Wait a minute, Tom.

He's lying. Don't shoot!

You yellow...

Get back in here, you fool.

Take it easy.

Stop your squawking. You ain't hurt.

Scattergun's useless.

Don't mind if I shoot, do you?

Makes me feel better.

There's a lot more than three out there.

They're gonna be tough to run out.

- Pete, you got the dynamite?

- I can get it.

- Can you use it on the cantina?

- Throw it through the window.

- Take Greg to back you up.

- Come on, Greg.

See those fellas?

They're trying to get around us.

- Colonel...

- I saw him.

Get a match.

Look out!

We'd have had that

dynamite in our laps.

Sure lucky I brought you along.

That ought to set 'em back.

Look behind you.

Let's get outta here.

- Where are you going?

- We're licked, Sheriff.

Come back here, you lousy...

Come on back here.

- Where're you going?

- After Hendricks.

- They're running, Colonel.

- Well, Hendricks can't run far.

Look out!

Glad you brung me?

Spread out. This thing isn't over yet.

Turn around, Sheriff.

I want you to see who's gonna kill you.

You got your town back.

I... I told you I'd kill him.

- I told you, didn't I?

- You told me.

I had a right to.

I'm gonna always wear this mark.

And every time I look at it,

I wanna know I had the right to kill him.

If you hadn't done it,

somebody else would have.

Now, you wanna give me a lift?

Mr McNally,

you make a person feel...

Please, don't say comfortable.

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