The Desperadoes Page #6

to Steve for me. It's important.

Tell him that Jack Lester...

A fellow with a daughter can't leave home

for a minute, can he?

You'd better get going, quick.

You think so?

You ain't got any friends but us

left in Red Valley.

They put Steve in jail for letting you escape.

Jail?

It's true.

Give Dad the message you had for Steve.

I haven't got any message for Steve now.

But I do have one for that banker Clanton.

You tell him to get Steve out of jail

by tomorrow, or I'm coming back.

Come on, Cheyenne, let's go.

Go, Bill.

We've got to get Steve out of jail.

If we don't, Bill will come back.

I can't help Steve, Allison.

I just can't.

I'm out. Four blue chips.

I'm out, boys.

- This is a funny place for you to be.

- I know it.

The respectable women in Red Valley

only come here when they want a favor.

Like finding out how much their husbands

are losing at gambling.

- Was he here?

- Who?

Bill, before he got in that mess with Lester.

You can call him by his right name,

it doesn't matter now.

Cheyenne Rogers...

and you can get $10,000 for him,

dead or alive.

I want him alive and far away from here.

Why did you keep him hanging on?

- I didn't.

- You're the reason he stayed.

You were the reason he tried to change.

And you'll be the reason

he'll finally put his head in a rope.

He mustn't come back again.

If he's found out Steve's in jail,

nothing can stop him.

One thing could. If Steve got out.

Not a chance.

Clanton's a big man in this town...

and you have a lot of influence with him.

If he said to release Steve, they'd let him go.

It's too late.

They want Cheyenne so much,

they'll hold Steve just to get him back here.

You can try, can't you?

You're a pretty cool customer.

You'll save him now, if you can...

but you wouldn't save him

when you should have.

You could have sent him on his way

with a few words.

I couldn't say those few words

and tell the truth.

Let him come and be strung up,

if he's foolish enough...

I don't care what happens to me,

you, Steve or anybody else...

but I want him alive! Do you understand?

Sure, I understand.

You'll have your heart busted up

in so many pieces...

you'll have to carry it around in a sack.

Goodnight, Miss.

Good afternoon, my friend.

What can I do for you?

Nothing. What are you doing

for yourself, Clanton?

Everybody who can carry a six-shooter

will be out tonight.

He'll have plenty against him if he comes.

Instead of waiting for him,

we should be celebrating the arrival...

of the last of them Army horses tonight

to fill our bank with money.

You, Jack Lester, had to talk.

What would you do,

if your head was gonna be blowed off?

I'd keep my mouth shut.

Then keep it shut. You're in the same fix.

Stop arguing, will you?

We can't afford to fight among ourselves.

- Maybe he won't come.

- Shut up.

Countess, this is an unexpected pleasure.

Stanley, I hate to bother you

but I just had to see you.

- Any time, dear lady.

- Hello, Uncle Willie.

- Afternoon, Countess.

- Take the seat of honor, my dear.

Now, what can I do for you?

Maybe she wants

to find out her cousin's real name.

You know, it's too bad he didn't kill you

when he had a chance.

He'll get another one.

Mr. Lester, I'll thank you

to keep a civil tongue in your head.

Your wish is my command.

Stanley, I want you to release Steve for me.

- Steve?

- Yes.

What on earth for?

Cheyenne won't come here if he's free.

I'll never ask you to do another favor for me.

Countess, I can't do that.

Please, Stanley, for me.

Anything, but not that.

A man in my position

can't ally himself with criminals.

- Will you forgive me?

- Certainly.

Certainly, I'll forgive you...

you big, loud-mouthed, stupid old windbag!

Maybe we ought to do

what the Countess says.

Sure, let Steve out to find Cheyenne.

Then he'd get a posse together

in Basin City and come back for us.

I've got a bump on my head.

Make up your mind where you stand.

I'm in the middle.

You better be out on the street tonight,

on our side.

All right.

- Got a gun?

- Yeah.

I thought I had.

That's funny. I took it this morning.

I didn't think you'd misplace a thing

that big.

Here it is.

- Keep it ready.

- I'll be ready.

There go the horses for the Army into town.

Yup. The town will be full of money.

Until Clanton and Lester

blow that safe again.

We're going back into town. Come on.

Hey, you're crazy. We're traveling south.

Steve's got to get out of that jail.

Forget it. He's safe there.

- Why break our necks?

- He broke his neck for us.

Well, looks like we're going back.

- We sure are.

- Sure.

We just walk in, and they're waiting for us

with shotguns and ropes.

You see those horses down there?

That's the answer.

We're going to go in with them.

Yeah, but how?

We'll join the herd at dusk.

We'll pretend to help the wranglers

and go in with the horses.

Nobody will see us. No trouble at all.

No, no trouble at all.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Nothing much.

- How was the trip with the mail?

- No different than usual.

- Hungry?

- No.

The whole country's talking

about this fellow, Smith.

- Has anyone seen him?

- I guess not.

His real name's Cheyenne Rogers.

Do you hear that?

Real bang-up outlaw, they say.

Dangerous afoot, on a horse,

or laying on his back.

Wouldn't think so quiet-spoken a fellow

as him is bad, would you?

- They say he's a good bad man.

- There ain't no such thing.

A bad man's bad for himself

and everybody else.

Hope I never lose you, Al.

I might get some real bad habits.

What do you say we leave town for a while?

Let's catch a train this afternoon

to San Francisco.

We'll stay there until we can't stand

the sight of fog or salt water.

But what about the stable?

And you have the mail...

They don't matter,

we'll have ourselves a time.

Restaurants, theatres and parties for you.

Lots of nice clothes and jewels

in San Francisco...

and I'll buy myself a plug hat

and a Prince Albert coat...

so you won't be ashamed of me.

How does that sound?

- I can't go.

- Why?

Don't ask me why. I just can't go.

I don't have to ask.

I guess you dropped this out of your stuff

when you was carrying it out.

Maybe you'd better put it back.

Are you mad at me?

No more than when you caught the measles

and I got them trying to nurse you.

Nobody ever asked for the measles,

they just come.

Suppose he don't show up?

I hope he doesn't,

but if he does I'll be with him.

- I got a couple more deliveries to make.

- Dad...

How do you feel?

Like my father felt before me.

Ain't much difference

between fathers, honey.

Cheyenne, quit your fooling.

The whole town's gunning for us.

We can't make it.

You got any nitroglycerin with you?

- Be Ionesome without it.

- All right, now listen.

We're joining the herd here.

I'll get in front, you get behind.

When I give you the signal,

set off a charge that will stampede them.

- Yeah, then what?

- I'll be leading them, they'll follow me.

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