The Magnificent Seven Page #2

Sorry, I'm not in

the blessing business.

No, no. We offer

more than that.

We could feed you every day.

And we have this.

What's that?

We can sell this for gold.

Everything we own.

Everything of value

in the village.

I've been offered a lot for my

work, but never everything.

Will it be enough?

You see, if we could drive

the bandits away...

life could be very

good in our village.

But as it is, we ourselves could

stand it a little longer...

but the children, they cry

because they're hungry.

Do you understand what it means

when you start something like this?

We will fight, too.

Every one of us.

When Calvera comes, the church

bell will ring the alarm.

We'll fight with guns,

if we have them.

If we don't, with machetes,

axes, clubs, anything!

Once you begin...

you have to be prepared

for killing and more killing.

And still more killing...until

the reason for it has gone.

We understand.

We've considered that.

Does every man in the

village feel the same?

Every man.

I'll see what I can do for you.

Gracias. You know...

Now, wait.

I didn't say I'll go.

I'll pass the word around

that you're looking for men.

It won't be hard to find men here.

Everyone wears a gun.

Sure... same as they wear pants.

That's expected.

But good men? That's

something else again.

How can you tell they are good?

There are ways.

Come in.

The word is out

you're looking for men.

That's right. Men who

are good with that.

I'm good with it.

Fast?

Try me.

I aim to. Step in closer.

Now, hold your hands like that.

Now, clap.

Faster.

Now, as fast as you can.

Now you try it.

Very young and...

and very proud.

The graveyards are full of boys who

were very young and very proud.

Come in.

No tricks now, Chris.

Harry! It's good

to see you again.

Chris.

What are you doing

in this dump?

I heard you've got

a contract open.

Not for a high-stepper

like you.

A dollar bill always looks

as big to me as a bedspread.

It's just eating money.

A gold eagle, room and board. Six

weeks gunning for some farmers.

You old Cajun! You don't talk so good,

but you always know what's goin' on.

Oh, Harry.

With your permission.

All right. All that's on top.

What's underneath?

Only what I told you.

Gold? Cattle? Payroll?

Only what I told you.

Sure, never mind.

Tell me when you can.

Harry, please don't

understand me so fast!

I said never mind. I'm in.

You dirty dog!

Place your bets.

Five.

Five.

Eight.

Eights again. Ten at the point.

The cowpoke that just walked

in in the stovepipe chaps...

I'd like to buy him a drink.

Yes, sir!

Vlgame Dios. There's one.

Look at the scars on his face.

The man for us is the one

who gave him that face.

Hey... you learn fast.

Next bet comin' up.

Crap.

Next man.

Gent over there

wants to buy you a drink.

Vin.

Howdy.

I'd like to buy you a drink.

Whiskey.

Have you anything lined up?

Yeah. I'm gonna take a

job in a grocery store.

Fella says I'm gonna make

a crackerjack clerk.

Crackerjack.

If that's your taste...

I heard of a job shooin' some flies away

from a village, but I don't know the pay.

$20.

A week?

Six weeks:
the whole job.

Well, that's ridiculous.

You heard of anything?

Yeah.

Shooing some flies away

from a little village.

Their village.

It pays $20?

I'm looking for men right now.

No, it wouldn't even

pay for my bullets.

Ours is a poor village.

We understand. You could get

much more in a grocery store...

and it's good, steady work.

Yep.

How many you got?

Looking for O'Reilly.

Don't know his name,

but there's a fella in back

choppin' wood for his breakfast.

Mornin'.

I'm a friend of Harry Luck's.

He tells me you're broke.

Nah, I'm doing this because

I'm an eccentric millionaire

There's a job for six men, watching

over a village, south of the border.

How big's the opposition?

Thirty guns.

I admire your notion

of fair odds, mister.

Harry tells me you faced bigger

odds in the Travis County war.

Well, they paid me

$600 for that one.

He said you got that

Salinas thing cleared up.

They paid me $800 for that one.

You cost a lot.

Yeah...

That's right, I cost a lot.

The offer is $20.

$20?

Right now, that's a lot.

Where can I reach you?

Right here.

I still say he can't.

And I tell you he can.

If he claims that, he's a liar.

Not so loud. He might hear you.

I don't give a damn

if he hears me or not.

I got two months' salary comin'.

I'll bet it all it ain't so.

Well, you ain't

bettin' with me.

Me either.

I told you what he said,

and I believe him.

Well, one of us is a fathead.

You can get good odds on which.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Britt. Britt, wake up.

I'm talkin' to ya! Look at me!

Filene told me what you said. I

say you're wrong. What d'you say?

Ha! Ha! Ha!

What's the matter? You afraid?

Afraid to tell me I'm wrong?!

Call it.

Well, you see, I won.

Well, how about it?

Well?

Filene, how about it?

I don't know.

It was mighty close.

Close? What d'you mean, close? You all got eyes.

You saw what happened. I won!

You tell 'em. I won, didn't I?

You lost.

You're a liar.

I said you're a liar!

I said you're

a coward and a liar!

Get up. Let's do it for real.

Get up!

Get up, I said!

So help me, I'll let you

have it right where you are.

Call it!

I want nothin' to do with this.

Call it!

Drop it, Wallace. Forget it.

Get away from me.

Call it.

Britt.

Chris.

Can I have a word with you?

Did you have any luck?

Found a man who would

have been perfect.

Gun or knife, you couldn't want any better.

Wasn't interested.

The money? It wasn't enough?

He doesn't care

a hoot about money.

A man in this line of work who

doesn't care about money?!

Men in this line of work are not all alike.

Some care about nothing but money.

Others, for reasons of their

own, enjoy only the danger.

And the competition.

If he's the best with a knife and

a gun, with whom does he compete?

Himself.

You.

I've been looking for you!

What have we got here?

Never mind.

He knows.

Clap hands, he says.

Clap your hands, and let's

see how fast you are.

Clap hands!

A man comes to him...

cos he respects him...

cos he'd be proud

to work with him.

He makes me look like two cents

with some damned kids' game!

Hey, kid, that's

enough of that!

You stay away from me, will ya?

Come on, now...

and let's see how fast you are.

And no games? No clapping

hands...none of that stuff!

Just draw.

Come on. Come on, draw!

Campesino. Come on!

You say campesino to me?!

You get out of my way,

you dirt farmer!

You don't think I mean it?

You... think I'm just talking?

Hey... get up.

Do you hear me?

Get up and face me!

Do you hear?!

Hey...

give him my gun.

Sorry this happened, friend.

Let him sleep it off.

When he wakes up,

let him have his gun back.

And give him a drink.

I changed my mind.

There's a man waiting in your room.

Said he was a friend of yours.

Remember me?

Yep.

You need men to

do a job in Mexico.

That's right.

How long?

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