The Comancheros

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Since there is no

reconciliation, we proceed.

You will please stand with

your backs to one another.

It may amuse you to know, monsieur,

I never believed you cheated at cards.

Maybe I don't have your sense of humour.

There's a lady who prefers

your attentions to mine.

I intend to simplify her choice.

Rachel?

Margot? No.

When I begin to count, you

will each take ten paces.

You will turn and fire

on the count of ten.

If either man stops or turns

before the count is complete,

it will be my distasteful

duty to shoot him down.

- Good luck.

- Thanks.

One, two, three,

four, five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten.

Fool. If he hadn't stepped aside,

I'd have hit him in the shoulder.

Many of us will be

sorry to see you hang.

Hang? They've never enforced

the laws against duelling before.

The son of Judge Beaubien

has never been killed before.

Most certainly he will have you arrested

and hanged before the week is out.

I'm sorry. It will take the

incentive out of duelling.

I wouldn't wanna spoil

it for the rest of you.

When one has proven himself

on the field of honour,

one cannot turn tail and run

like a common criminal, can one?

One can.

Paul Regret, cabin 39.

Well?

I sent you to do an errand, Amelung.

He's registered as Paul Regret,

cabin number 39. He has no luggage.

You could have met this handsome chap

without sending me to snoop out his name.

I think you just want to humiliate me.

I'll not need either

of you until morning.

13, black, odd. No winner.

- 23, please.

- 23 it is.

Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

Place your bets, please.

Five outside.

Nine inside. The winner,

nine. Nobody there.

- Place your bets, please.

- Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.

King outside.

Six inside. Winner six. Guess

it isn't your night, sir.

23, red and high. A winner!

Madame! Madame has won.

- Thank you.

- Pardon me, young lady.

But the one value of my white hair

is that I may address beautiful women

without being thought presumptuous.

Will you favour an old

man with this waltz?

Thank you, but this dance is taken.

And here's the gentleman who has it.

Surely you remember we

have this dance, Mr Regret?

I have a poor memory, but not

for matters of utmost importance.

- Excuse us, sir.

- With envy, young man.

Thank you, Mr Regret. You

saved me from a dreary fate.

He is a darling, but I...

I am happy I was on the spot when

you found yourself in such difficulty.

How did you know my name?

That was fortunate. I heard

the head waiter address you.

I dare say the salon

will be full of cigar

smoke and loud talk

about the price of cotton.

Salons usually are at this hour.

Too bad. I would like a glass of wine.

May I suggest my cabin?

Frankly, I prefer my cabin.

Shall we say number 127 in half an hour?

It wasn't fair of me to come here.

- Fair?

- I'm not worth the effort.

I haven't been lucky at the tables.

What do you take me for?

A liar, to start with. A beautiful

liar, but a liar nevertheless.

No waiter has so far

called me by my name.

I'm sorry, my dear. But when

the irate husband appears,

you'll find the contents of my

pocket not worth your trouble.

- You think me a blackmailer?

- Or whatever.

Whatever your game is, the

trophy is not worth the chase.

- Look at my hand, please.

- It's very graceful.

The smallest stone in that ring

could buy and sell you, Paul Regret.

Why should I want money from you?

Experience has taught me to

look carefully at a gift horse.

Am I to believe you weighed, appraised and

selected me out of all the men on the boat?

Do not be too conceited.

It's not a very large boat.

We certainly have picked a

wonderful evening to fall in love.

Don't be ordinary. What passes between

us tonight has nothing to do with love.

You don't believe that love exists?

I believe this very night, all over the

world, men and women

are saying to each other

"I love you" when what they

really mean is "I desire you".

You are a very unusual woman.

It is unusual to be honest.

I like independent women,

but I also want the right

to be able to choose my own.

Mr Regret.

You like independent women and

I admire men who can't be bought.

I think we've misjudged each other.

It's three days to Galveston.

Shall we start again?

To the beginning.

Wh... What?

$300 for a suit of clothes.

Where I come from, we could

outfit 30 men for that.

- Who are you?

- The name's Cutter. Jake Cutter.

Cap'n Texas Rangers.

This tailor's gonna be mighty

unhappy when he don't get his money.

Course, he'll get a lot of advertising.

You wearing that $300

suit onto the gallows.

- You can't do this.

- Well, now, let's see.

This here says Monsewer Paul Regret.

- That's Mr Paul Regret

in English, ain't it? - Yes.

- You're under arrest.

- I've committed no crime in Texas.

Right. But you killed

a man in Louisiana.

I'm taking you to the ranger headquarters

where a Louisiana marshal will pick you up,

take you back to New

Orleans and the gallows.

We're getting real obliging to

the states down here in Texas.

A lot of folks want to join the Union.

There's a couple of hundred

in gold in thatjacket.

Does that give you any ideas, friend?

I've got what you might

consider a weakness.

I'm honest. You start

getting into that $300 suit.

And I ain't your friend.

Give me a minute to talk to

someone. It's very important. A girl.

Have a heart, friend.

I've been trying to explain to

you that I ain't your friend.

But I don't want anyone to

accuse me of not having a heart.

I'd like it if she

didn't have to see these.

Hide 'em in that hat.

Oh, uh...

I wouldn't try any city-slicker

stuff on this poor old country boy.

- Well, she's gone.

- Anybody can see that.

She said it was for ever.

Looks like country boys aren't the

only ones who get lied to by gals.

I'll turn Galveston

upside down. I'll find her.

You're sort of forgetting, Monsewer.

I got a prior claim.

Regret.

Monsewer Paul Regret.

- You say this trip'll take five days?

- Right. Step aboard.

- What, on this mule?

- On the mule.

- Riding him's gonna slow us down.

- Very sad.

But if you were to take off for the tall

and uncut, I could run you down real easy.

- How we gonna eat?

- Ever been out in the fresh air?

A side of bacon, beans, a

coffee pot and a frying pan?

- All the comforts of home.

- Yeah. All the comforts of home.

I'm beginning to hate this mule

already. He's got a mean look.

His name is Mabel.

Well, come on, Mabel.

Break out the coffee.

It's in your saddlebag.

Get it.

All right.

Unless you want this salt pork burned.

Captain Jake.

My friend, you're a very brave man.

And pretty soon you're gonna

catch on I ain't your friend.

Captain Jake.

It's getting very tiresome

lugging this saddle around.

I don't suppose you'd take my word

of honour that I won't try to escape?

Monsewer, you are a lulu.

What do you find that's so interesting

about this miserable country?

I used to own a cattle

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