The Comancheros Page #7

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cannot tolerate stealing from each other.

Take a long look over there and decide

whether or not you intend to faithfully

follow the rules of our society.

Gordo.

I'll send for you in due time.

I'll bet that old boy was a man to stand

aside from when he was young and limber.

Right now, if he took a dislike to you,

you could get yourself killed in a hurry.

What bothers me is

finding that girl here.

- Where do you know her from? -

I know her - or knew her briefly.

Briefly? You must

have made quite a dent.

She seems to favour us

staying alive, or at least you.

That was the girl on the boat.

Oh.

We got ourselves two problems.

But the first one's to stay alive.

Toward dark, Major Henry and the

boys are gonna come over that hill

and we'd better have

a place to fight from.

- Fight with what?

- Naturally, when the war breaks out,

we're gonnajump a couple of these

gentlemen and borrow their guns.

Well, naturally. So natural

that I overlooked it.

You take off the road in this

direction, and keep your eyes peeled.

- I'll go the other way.

- All right.

Miss Graile?

This is the first chance I've had to

thank you for getting us out of the sun.

- You're welcome. - In a way,

I feel I don't owe you any thanks.

If it weren't for that good-looking fella,

by now I'd be approaching the well-done.

- How long have you known Paul Regret?

- Off and on for quite a while.

I'm beginning to doubt if it was wise to

save him. From now on,

he'll be insufferable.

You're not exactly

making yourself clear.

That fool Amelung had to shout

I went searching for Paul.

Now he'll be so sure of me, he'll be

impossible to manage... Or so he thinks.

But I shall find the opportunity

to teach him otherwise.

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just... glad

that I'm not your age or Regret's.

I went through all that.

Me and my wife used to fight like a couple

of wildcats with only one tree between us.

But you soon find out that it doesn't make

a tinker's damn who's got the upper hand.

A few years roll by and you kinda settle

down to being at ease with each other.

Then life gets worth living.

In every relationship

between human beings,

one is dominant and one is subservient.

The way you make it sound,

life'd be one long war.

- Isn't it?

- Missy, you got a lot of surprise coming.

Some good, some bad.

Mr McBain!

Speaking of surprises, Mr

McBain, there's something...

- Is that Chief Iron Shirt?

- Yes.

Now we'll have a celebration.

All of his visits call for one.

First time I've ever

seen him in the flesh.

Mr McBain, I might enjoy prolonging this

conversation with you but for one thing.

Your name. Naturally, it's not McBain.

Well, a man in my

business uses many names;

- Just what is your business?

- At the moment, I'm a gunrunner.

Three weeks ago, as I was getting off

the boat in Galveston, you went aboard.

You wore a Texas Rangers

star on your shirt.

You're poised, Mr, uh...

whatever your name is.

What for? Flight?

Where could you go?

To fight? You are unarmed

and there are hundreds of us.

You're the coolest character I ever met.

What happens now?

I don't know.

Hello, Pilar.

Women. How can you figure 'em? She's

been chasin' me for three weeks.

- Saves my life and now she won't

talk to me. - Saved my life, too.

I don't think you

better put that girl in a

class with any of the

other girls you've known.

She'll never act the way you figure.

As a matter of fact,

I wish I knew how she

was gonna act about a

certain little matter.

She knows I'm a ranger.

Told me so in no uncertain terms.

We better get to that corral

and get us some horses.

Try to make it to the

top? What chance'd we have?

- Not much...

- No chance at all.

- We can jump those Comancheros...

- Monsewer, you've changed.

I thought you were the fella

that took care of number one.

Well, I've gotten used to you.

We'll just sit tight.

The girl's got a problem.

She points her finger at me and

hollers "Ranger", your head goes too.

She seems to put quite a value on you.

So we'll just hold on for a few

hours and give Tobe a chance.

If they keep this up,

they'll save the rangers

the trouble. Probably

kill themselves all off.

Paul.

Paul, there's some...

I've been wanting to

do that for a long time.

Paul, there's something

I've got to tell you.

Pilar.

I hope I'm not intruding.

Mr McBain!

I'd like to invite you to

join us for dinner tonight.

I suppose that good manners force me to

include your romantically inclined friend.

You'll find she has a mind of her own.

Gordo.

After sundown on the terrace.

It looks like the condemned

men'll eat a hearty dinner.

Let's go. Move out!

Gracias, seor.

Esteban! 300 more for him.

Oh, gentlemen. If you'll excuse

me for about ten minutes. Business.

Gordo, give them some refreshments.

- Don't mind me.

- I'm glad you're here.

I've been trying to tell you all

day. Your friend has one chance.

A horse and provisions for you

will be waiting by the stairs.

You can escape sometime tonight.

- Will there be a gun in the saddle?

- Don't make conditions.

How naive do you think we are?

If he's followed, he'll never

make it to the top of the rim.

- You refuse to accept my plan?

- Well...

Shut up. Keep losing your patience and

then we'll find out what happens next.

All right. I've done all

I can. You're on your own.

So. Unless I let your man kill him, and

stay here with you like a maquereau...

- That's French...

- I know what it means, mon cher ami.

It's pretty obvious

that you feel I'm unique.

Oh, your modesty is your

most appealing quality.

You backtracked trying to find me

again. And I feel the same way about you.

We can't stay here together. You can't stay

in Texas, being wanted by the authorities.

So we'll go somewhere else.

Anywhere else. Just you and me.

How do I know you're not lying?

You don't. There's no way you

can prove that I'm not lying.

Every time a man and a woman

talk like this to each other,

neither can prove to themselves

that they aren't being lied to.

Pilar, what all this adds

up to is that I love you.

And there's no way you can

tell whether I'm not lying.

You believe or don't believe.

Good evening, friend.

Excuse me, Pilarcita.

I've been told to have the wagon brought

here at dawn so that

these two men may leave.

But I'll bring it myself

so there's no mistakes.

Thank you, Esteban.

- Viejo?

- Yeah?

How about a light?

El grande mucho.

- Muchsimas gracias.

- De nada.

You must give me your opinion

about the wine we're having.

Our own grapes, you know.

Oh, it would be a shame to have our

guest of honour drown in a plate of soup.

Gentlemen, you must

forgive the noble chief.

His semi-annual visits

are a great occasion.

- Papa.

- Yes?

I'm leaving here for ever.

I'm going away with Paul.

This is no life for me and

this is no place for you.

How frail is human judgment,

particularly the female's.

It would be common sense to pick the

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