The Last Outlaw Page #2

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That's about all

I can do for you.

I know I said we'd

never leave you,

But I hope we don't have

to leave that leg behind.

Thanks, Eustis.

Maybe it'd be

better if you rode

On the back

of old John with me.

Oh no. I'm good.

You're not

that good.

I had 30 men

back in that town.

We was preparing to

come out into the hills

Looking

you vermin.

Figured it might

take a month.

By the grace of God,

you found us.

I'm much obliged,

outlaw.

Where's the money,

Graff?

Any of y'all

got a smoke?

I want to kill him now.

I sure could

use a smoke.

Give him a cigarette,

for Christ's sake.

Here you go.

Your men have stolen

thousands of dollars

Of my bank's money.

You talk, damn you.

Sharp.

Go ahead.

Pull the trigger.

Suits me.

Sharp!

You better talk,

drummer boy.

You done killed

10 of my men.

Now I've got you.

Now I want Eustis

and I want Philo

And Goddamn you,

I want all the rest!

Maybe I do, too.

McClintock,

We ain't gonna get

nothing out of this outlaw.

We's wasting our time

while them other outlaws

Is getting away.

Now, let's send

him to hell!

He ain't no use

to us.

Maybe I am.

I know where

the money is.

It's with my men.

And I know

where they'd be.

Are you saying you will

track down your men for us?

Why on earth would

I trust you, Graff?

My boys shot me.

Bullshit!

I shot ya!

400 yard shot

with my long rifle.

All my boys

here saw I

You have it

your way, boy.

Go ahead

and shoot me.

This time, pig sh*t,

do it right.

Get him on a horse.

We're taking

him with us.

Maybe he can be

of some use to us.

Whether he lives

or dies is of no account.

It's the money

that matters.

You can shoot

him later.

I'm going to

enjoy it, outlaw.

I'm going to

enjoy it.

According to this map,

The Mexican border

is 50 miles due south.

Obvious route is to take it

Straight down across

the Texas line

To the Rio Grande

and the border right here.

This is the logical route,

But maybe it's too logical.

Just say Graff's right

And there is a posse.

There ain't

no Goddamn posse.

I know it,

you know it,

We all know it.

There's no posse.

The law will figure

we're heading south.

Someone will be

after us.

What about

Canada?

Them bones say

anything about Canada?

What's wrong with that?

What's your

savvy, Eustis?

I say we head east.

Where?

East.

No, no.

You know what's east?

New Jersey is east.

It's no good

to go east.

New Jersey?

That don't sound bad.

Hell, I ain't

goin' east.

I say we head east

for awhile,

Throw them off our trail,

thene head south.

Right here we got

water and medical.

We know the trail.

Head east.

Bullshit.

What do you savvy

there, Lovecraft?

I savvy it don't make

near bit of sense.

There you go.

That's why

it makes sense.

Bullshit! It don't

make no Goddamn sense!

You with me?

Philo?

You think that's

best, Eustis?

I'm asing

what you think.

Are you with me

or not?

Ow! You jack ass, Potts!

I say your plan

is sh*t, Eustis.

Sh*t?

Sh*t.

Where do we go then?

We head south, straight

for the Goddamn border!

There ain't nothing

on our ass but hair, Eustis.

There ain't

no Goddamn posse.

There isn't.

He's right. Potts is right.

If there is?

Then we should

probably head east.

I think East

is probably good

If we want to

avoid the posse.

The best idea,

go east.

East.

Well, sh*t.

[whistling]

Pipe down, outlaw.

I hate that song.

I hate it!

I don't need

no pardon

for anything I done

Quit singing it.

[all singing song]

Quit singing

the Goddamn song!

Ain't that your song,

Marshall?

I fought with

General Grant, drummer boy.

Five flags strong.

War's over.

War ain't never

gonna be over.

[men continue singing]

Sh*t. It's just a song.

Come on. Yeah.

Hah hah!

Why we heading

this way?

We ought to be

riding due east.

Speak when you're

spoken to, outlaw.

Sure is mighty

pretty scenery.

Them boys of his is

heading for the border.

Why would

they head east?

Because they gonna

be thinking

We're gonna cut

them off.

Could be right.

He's trying

to lead us off.

Think about it, Marshall.

Graff, we're going to

listen to you this one time.

But if this is a trick

Or if we don't find

those outlaws by noon,

I'll have you shot.

See you at noon,

drummer boy!

Keep your eyes

down, boys.

This is the way

we usually come.

They could be close.

I'll be.

It's them.

Better hit 'em now

before they see us.

They can't see sh*t.

The sun's

on their backs.

Do something.

That's what

you pay me for.

Ain't it,

McClintock?

They're out of range,

Marshall.

I hit you from further

out than this.

Just watch me,

outlaw.

Just watch me.

My boys gonna know

we're on them.

Just watch me.

Yoll f*** it up.

You ain't gonna

make that shot.

Shut up, outlaw.

You got a strong

cross-wind.

Shut up.

That's a high wind. I'd

recalculate about an inch up.

And maybe a quarter

inch to the right.

Do it!

The posse!

Sh*t.

Sh*t! Goddamn fucks!

No posse, huh, Potts?

What's up there,

women?

We should've gone south!

We should've gone south!

Shut up and ride!

Cease fire!

You're wasting ammo!

Cease fire!

F***ed it up,

Marshall.

You made me miss.

Y-you just missed,

that's all.

I never miss.

I never miss!

Sure, he never

misses, right?

They're getting away,

gentlemen.

They're getting away.

Let's ride!

Ok, boys, mount up!

Mount up! Let's go!

Come on! Come on!

Let's ride! Mount up!

I never miss.

Wait up!

Three each way!

Loomis,

ride with me!

Well, they split up.

No sh*t.

That's real

helpful, outlaw.

Real helpful.

Trails converge

about a mile up to East.

No problem.

Take your men

to the right.

Yes, sir.

Let's go, boys.

Follow me.

Hyah! Come on!

Loomis, let's

see that leg.

It ain't bleeding

no more.

We're on 'em.

Ya! Ya!

How the hell

did they find us?!

Graff was right!

I knew he was right!

He was right

about the posse!

I shoulda'shot!

I swear to Christ,

I shoulda' shot that kid!

Whoa.

Watch out.

Be careful

now, boys.

Grubb, stay high.

The rest of you

watch the rocks.

That's where

they came out.

Let's go after them.

Be a damn good

place to hit us.

Grubb.

Yes, sir.

Take some of your

men and check out

The tracks on

the other side.

Come on. Ya!

Get in there.

Marshall, these

tracks head downstream.

Follow 'em!

Come on, boys.

Seems ok.

Let's go.

Hold on, Marshall!

They go back

into the river!

Stay back!

They're behind us!

(yelling)

All right, all

right, let's move!

It's time

to regroup!

We gotta get

out of here!

Eustis, I'll

do one more.

Potts!

One more.

Let's go!

Lovecraft,

what's wrong?

Huh?

Nothing.

Give a hand, Grubb!

Damn.

They've got a lot to answer for.

Mr. McClintock?

I reckon we need

to talk to you.

Me and the boys.

Well, sir, we quit.

But you can't.

No, we can, sir.

We're volunteers

and we get the right.

You can't stop us.

But you've shot

none of the outlaws.

You haven't got the money.

It isn't done.

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