The Desperate Trail Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 93 min
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Jack, I had every intention, of course,
of fixing this roof.
- The telescope--
- The telescope!
There's a hole as big as a wagon
in the damn roof!
I don't know what the hell
is wrong with you!
Sea of Tranquility is a pretty name.
Can I look through that thing?
Mother used to tell us...
That the stars are like God's teeth.
And shine. That they shine
whiter than the belly of a fish.
And that you can always see the stars...
Because God's always smiling.
You and Jack are friends?
Yeah. Partner, friends.
If you and he are partners...
And he and I are partners...
Then therefore you and I
are partners, too, correct?
Reckon that's so.
Partner.
Mamie Hollister, huh?
Well, you seen him.
You want everybody
in the territory knowing...
You're passing by this way?
Well, he ain't gonna say nothing.
He's your brother.
You've known him for five minutes.
You know him better than I do, don't you?
What happened to him?
I mean, with his leg?
We were boys. We were playing.
He got run over by a wagon.
- That's awful.
- Yes, it is.
You think this place is a shithole,
don't you?
I ain't said a word.
You don't have to say it.
It's written all over your face.
What are you talking about, Jack?
I think maybe it was a bad idea
you coming here.
I think maybe you should've just gone
on to Monegaw by yourself.
- What the hell is the matter with you?
- Nothing's the matter with me.
I don't like the way
you are looking at this place...
You're looking at my brother
like he's some damn cripple.
You're the one who's picking on him.
Look, I'm not picking on him.
He and I had a deal...
And he broke the deal.
And that's the way it is, okay?
And this is none of your business.
It was you, wasn't it?
You're the one who hurt him.
That's why you're acting so crazy.
Why is it that every time you bed down
with a woman...
She thinks she's entitled
to opinions in your affairs?
You go to hell, Jack.
She's a very pretty girl.
But I imagine the two of you
are no longer partners.
I imagine not.
I wouldn't.
You led me on a merry chase, girl.
You gonna drop that gun or die?
- More apparatus for that looking scope?
-It's a special lens.
- You can see Venus.
- Venus?
Daggit. I used to have a pair of bifocals.
They were stepped on and busted, though.
You can't keep nothing
in a house full of kids.
- Kids.
- The little packers.
They're the dickens.
Hey, Marshall, what you got there?
Present for the hangman.
Hanging a woman. Daggit.
Wow. She's a good-looking one, too.
I have to go.
What do you want me to do
with that big crate I got out back?
- I'll come for it tomorrow.
Ain't every day
you get to see them hang a woman.
Jesus, Walter!
What in the hell are you doing?
You're gonna kill those animals!
- I saw her!
- Who?
- Your friend.
- Where?
In town. They're gonna hang her!
She's all beat up.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna unload these supplies,
and then I'm gonna go finish the roof.
What are you gonna do about her?
You can't just leave her there.
She made a decision, Walter.
- She dissolved the partnership, okay?
- She's still your friend.
- She's still your partner.
- She's a grown woman, Walter!
Besides, I've got other responsibilities.
What other responsibilities?
You, for one.
I'm not your responsibility, Jack.
I can take care of myself.
You can take care of yourself?
Look at this place, Walter.
You don't think I could've repaired
that roof if I had a mind to?
You're not doing or fixing anything for me!
- You're fixing it for yourself!
- Bullshit.
- Everything I do, I do for you!
- I don't need it!
I know where you get that money from.
I don't need it!
You don't need it?
That money buys you that telescope.
That money puts food on your table.
And when I'm out getting money,
what do you do?
I'm looking at the stars.
While you're out there robbing people
and killing them for their money!
It's nice to have you around, Jack.
I gotta leave something for you to do.
You never come around.
But I saw her.
I haven't known her long,
but my guess is...
She'd cut out her tongue before
she would tell them where you were.
She'd do right by you, Jack.
Partners or no.
And on the toppermost floor...
We'll have special rooms...
With five girls in each one, naked.
- Good.
- And dancing for your pleasure.
And we'll call it,
"Tommy Donnely's Whorehouse."
Just like that.
If your brain was sh*t,
it wouldn't even smell.
Who already has a business sense?
Who already owns a business
with whores in it?
Sick whores.
Sick.
If we're gonna take that reward money
and fix up a brand-new whorehouse...
Then it ought to be called
"Clyde's Whorehouse."
God damn it, shut up and play cards.
Exactly. Let's play some damn cards.
- Give me two.
- No.
How're you doing, missy?
Yeah, well...
Won't be long now.
All right.
You just make sure you pick up...
tomorrow morning, okay?
Yes, ma'am.
We'll wrap a necklace of good
Kentucky hemp around that neck of yours.
You ever heard the sound
a broken neck bone makes?
Like a carrot.
The only thing that scares me...
Is going to hell
and meeting up with your son again.
You think you're funny.
And you think what you did was right,
don't you?
The thing you got to realize...
Is you killed my boy.
His momma walked into that house
and saw what he looked like.
You know
what it's like to have a child...
Raise your son...
Love your children?
No, you don't.
You haven't got any idea.
You didn't want to.
I held that boy.
He almost died of influenza.
when he was just a baby.
And to see him go off
with a woman like you.
A woman like me?
Don't you think my momma and my daddy
held me in their arms once?
Your son weren't no man.
A man don't do that.
After what he done to me?
Sh*t.
He's just like his daddy.
I'm gonna put that rope
around your neck myself.
Just keep it in the family.
Well. What've we got here?
Looks like somebody
pulled your stinger out.
I'm gonna give you a piece of advice,
little bumblebee.
You better get shy of this girl.
She's gonna get you killed.
Seems like she's done some killing herself.
Sir, I don't believe you're gonna be
stinging anybody for a long while.
Goddamn, I like this work.
Whitaker, keep an eye on these prisoners.
I believe I deserve a whiskey.
- Are you boys thirsty?
- You bet.
That was a dumb thing to do!
You didn't help me
and you sure didn't help yourself.
- You idiot!
- Shut up and leave him alone in there!
Jesus!
You'll both be dangling soon enough.
- You got a cigarette?
- Go to hell.
Come on, can't you be civilized?
You're gonna see me hanging
in two hours.
Guess there ain't no reason
can't practice a little Christian charity.
- Well, boys, how're you feeling?
- Good. Real good.
- Glad it's over.
- Fine.
- Good job, Marshall.
- When do we get our money?
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