The Good, the Bad and the Ugly Page #2

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Listen, the neck at the end of the rope is mine!

I run the risks.

So, the next time, I want more than half!

You may run the risks, my friend, but...

...I do the cutting.

If we cut down my percentage...

Cigar?

...it might interfere with my aim.

But if you miss, you had better miss very well.

Whoever double-crosses me and leaves me alive...

...he understands nothing about Tuco.

Nothing!

Wanted in counties of this state...

...the condemned, standing before us... sitting before us...

...Tuco Benedicto Pacifico Juan Maria Ramirez...

...has been found guilty by the Third District Circuit Court...

...of the following crimes: Murder, assaulting a justice of the peace...

...raping a virgin of the white race...

...and statutory rape of a minor of the black race...

...of derailing a train in order to rob the passengers...

What'd you find out, Shorty?

If you ask me, it seems like a book!

An armed unit, escorting a cash box of gold coins, meets a Yankee ambush...

...and only three of them are saved.

Stevens, Baker, and Jackson.

The thing that wasn't saved, though, was the coins.

But then the Army decides, of course, it ought to hold a hearing...

...and Jackson's acquitted.

He disappears, and becomes Bill Carson.

I know his name.

But you don't know just who you're lookin' for, and I do!

And when he's found, I'd be scared to be put in his shoes!

- Where is Carson? - All I know is Carson re-enlisted.

The poor guy's minus an eye.

He lives with a girl called Maria, who'll tell you.

She's a fresh young whore in the territory.

Where is she?

Now, what's the name of that town? It's someplace very near...

Santa Ana.

Adiós, half-soldier.

Hand me down a whiskey!

Glad they got him. A man guilty of all those crimes!

People with ropes around their necks don't always hang.

What do you mean?

Even a filthy beggar like that has a protecting angel.

A golden-haired angel watches over him.

Of all these crimes, the accused has made a full, spontaneous confession.

Therefore, we condemn him to be hung by the neck until dead.

May the Lord have mercy on his soul. Proceed.

Let's get the hell out of here!

What are you saying? Anybody can miss a shot?

Nobody misses when I'm at the end of the rope!

You never had a rope around your neck. Well, I'm going to tell you something.

When that rope starts to pull tight, you can feel the devil bite your ass!

Yeah, you're right.

It's getting tougher.

The way I figure...

...there's really not too much future with a sawed-off runt like you.

What do you mean?

'Cause I don't think you'll ever be worth more than $ .

What do you mean?

I mean, our partnership is untied.

Oh no, not you.

You remain tied.

I'll keep the money, and you can have the rope.

You filthy, double-crossing bastard! Of all the stinking, dirty tricks...

The way back to town is only miles.

If you save your breath, I feel a man like you could manage it.

Adiós.

You filthy bastard! Come here!

Come here! Cut this rope off! Get off that horse!

Get off that horse! You filthy coward!

If I ever catch you...

...l'll rip your heart out and eat it!

I'll skin you alive! I'll hang you up by your tongue.

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

Such ingratitude, after all the times I've saved your life.

You wouldn't leave me here...

Come back!

Wait! Listen, Blondie!

¡ Hijo de una gran puta!

You filthy rats!

Maria.

Is that you, Bill?

Who are you?

What do you want with me?

Go on talking about Bill Carson.

I don't know him.

You were calling to him in the dark!

Where is he?

What are you gonna do?

I'll ask the questions!

Where is he?

Where is he?

That's enough!

I don't know where he is.

He packed his things ten days ago, and went away with his unit.

They all left.

Which company? Where'd he go?

Third Cavalry, General Sibley.

They left for Santa Fe.

That's all I know. I swear!

I'm very sorry, but the store is closing.

Revolvers?

Revolvers!

Here's where I keep the best ones.

Remington, Colt, Farroute...

...Smith Wesson, Colt, from the Navy...

Jocelyn, another Remington, and this...

That's enough.

Cartridges.

- You wanna try the pistol, just step... - Let's go.

Cartridge.

How much?

$ .

$ .

How much?

$ .

$ . It's all I've got!

Come here!

This morning I heard the whole thing.

They say Colonel Canby's closing in with his Northerners...

...and no later than tomorrow that they'll be in the city.

That's why these Southerners are getting out!

You see, as soon as these cowards hear there are blue shirts around, they run.

- These rebels have no will to fight! - Poor things.

They'll soon be finished.

We get rid of these bastards...

...then we begin making money on those Yankees.

They carry gold, not paper dollars. And they're going to beat the South.

Look, see that one with the white beard sitting in the wagon?

General Sibley. He looks dead. He's finally getting out of our hair.

Hooray for Dixie! Hooray, hooray for Dixie!

Where's the owner of that horse?

Please, mister, sir...

...a bad heart condition... - Where?

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