The Quick Gun Page #4

Joe Wylie's trading post?

That's right. We figured we'd head

out to the summer grass country.

Better you keep heading.

We were figuring on leaving

some of our money

over to the saloon.

There's a creek back about

five miles. Best you stick to water.

Well, that's mighty inhospitable,

Sheriff.

We just don't want any strangers

staying in our town

and getting shot at by Spangler

and his mob.

Spangler? Name's enough

to give you the creeps.

With that critter coming,

I should think you'd want us

to stay around

and give you some help.

You just move back there

slow and easy back down the road.

I wouldn't want any of my men

to mistake you for a turkey.

Now, now, Sheriff,

we ain't ready to be stuck yet,

so thank you very much

for the warning.

We could have used them. Why

did you say we had plenty of men?

Think we should have told Spangler

we don't? Spangler?

They just came in to look

the situation over,

tell Spangler which way to move.

You're just guessing. They were

two more guns we could've used.

They didn't come from Goose Egg.

Joe Wylie hasn't had that

trading post for six months.

Then why didn't you jail them?

I thought they might serve us better

if they went back

and told Spangler we were ready

for them.

You think that'll stop him

from coming?

With those two showing up,

the gang must be close by.

We'll take them on, get back to

Spangler and give him the news.

But that's all the time we've got to

find out whether he's coming or not.

You'd better get back

to the other barricade.

That sheriff was bluffing.

They give you a big song and dance

about having a lot of men.

I guess your faces ain't as honest

as I thought they was.

They had you figured.

He sure wasn't bluffing about

them barricades.

But them gun hands he's

got behind him... Gun hands?

There ain't ten men

and the whole town know

which end of the gun

they shooting.

Yeah? Well, I sure ain't finding

out by having them practising on me.

Listen to me! I'll tell you just

when you get shot and when not,

do you understand that?

Don't forget it.

He's been around too long. Now

he's figuring he'll die of old age!

So...

you don't like them barricades?

They've got to be took, Spang,

and it ain't going to be easy.

You think my brains are

drying up or something?

See anything of Clint Cooper?

No, not a sign.

Dirty yellow-livered rat!

Give him a warning.

All right...

Mount up, we're moving in!

'All my life, I've had to fight

for something or against it.

'Now, I can't do either.

All I can do is wait.

'Wait and try not to think

about what Spangler's going to do

to this town.'

We didn't bluff him.

God have mercy on us.

All right, boys,

this is where we split up.

Lacey, you take your men

and circle the town.

You know

when to come in on the other side.

Just keep them pinned down

at that barricade.

Remember,

we'll take care of the rest.

OK, let's go!

He'll be here any minute now.

Reverend, I'm relying on you to keep

things as calm as possible here.

All this killing...

Men with families. Peace...

The word of God...

How does a man

bring them to this country?

You brought them, Reverend.

I can't tell you why there are

men like Spangler.

Scotty, is it so impossible

to reason with Spangler?

Reason?

Anything is worth trying.

If it would save one life here...

Do you really believe that I can get

Spangler to understand that?

I don't know, Scotty.

Sometimes, even an animal can be

made to understand.

All right, Reverend.

Take care of things here.

Helen...

you help him.

I'm going out to have a look around.

Out there?

You men hold your positions.

Don't fire unless you have to.

I won't have to tell you when.

Scotty!

Scotty, come back! Scotty!

Oh, Scotty, come back!

Oh, Scotty, come back!

Oh, he's going out there alone.

Cos he thinks he must.

Perhaps he saw me lose faith with

my job. He's keeping faith with his.

Spangler.

I'm Sheriff Wade. Sheriff!

Well, by gravy,

if this ain't the night of nights.

The sheriff himself coming out all

alone to extend the hand of welcome.

You might say that.

Only I don't think it's

the kind of welcome you'll want.

And you didn't want to see old

Spang get plugged,

so you come all the way out here

to warn him, huh?

Something like that.

I don't want to see you get shot

and I don't want to

see my town get shot up.

Well now,

that's mighty good arguing.

Exceptin', I ain't got nothing you

want. You've got something I want.

Tell you what, Sheriff,

make a deal with you.

You let us

get that money peaceable-like,

and you can guarantee your ladies

that we will spend it all on them!

LAUGHING:

That's what I came here to tell you.

We knew you were coming,

so we had plenty of time to get

the money out of town.

I know how much time you had,

it weren't enough.

I'm telling you it isn't here.

And you don't have enough men to

find out whether it is or not.

Sheriff, you're either the biggest

liar I've ever seen

or the bravest man.

If you think I'm lying, why don't

you try and take that barricade?

That was just what

I was fixing to do.

Only... you're standing in the way.

The hour's great trial is upon us.

Let us pray.

Father in heaven, spare us

from these men of great evil,

who live by terror and bloodshed, and

whose only law is the law of the gun.

All right, get them out.

Rest of you men,

get back there, cover us.

They're charging,

they're charging! Keep firing!

All right, let's go. Hah!

Now!

Dynamite!

EXPLOSION:

HE SHOUTS:

THEY WHOOP:

What happened, Dan?

Spangler's got the town.

From what I can tell,

we're the only two men left.

WOMAN SCREAMS:

Spangler's gunning for you.

The money's gone.

That fool sheriff weren't lying.

I'll be hog-tied,

this is the first time I ever killed

a man who told the truth.

That money's got to be someplace.

It's gotta be here in town.

We're going to find out where.

You four men keep your eyes open,

Cagle and Donovan, come with me.

They're heading for the church.

WOMEN SCREAM:

My church is always open,

you didn't have to do that.

Well now, Reverend, old Spang

is too ornery for converting,

and too suspicious to just walk in

with his hat in his hand.

Then what do you want?

Well now, I wouldn't mind to get an

invite to your church social here.

But, like I always say,

business before pleasure.

The sheriff kept telling me

that the money weren't in the bank.

Right up to the time we killed him.

You filthy murderer! Get out!

Isn't it enough that you killed

a lot of innocent men here today?

What do you want now,

the blood of women and children?!

I don't like no babbling women!

I never seen a woman yet that

wouldn't run off at the mouth.

You know all I have to do

is have to squeeze a little,

I could mess up

that pretty face of yours.

In heaven's name, let her be!

All right, Reverend,

since you're so polite.

Now maybe you'll be polite enough

to tell me where the money is.

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