The Quick Gun Page #5
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We don't know anything
about the money.
Is that so?
Well...
Then maybe we'll just take
this little lady as a hostage
till somebody around here remembers.
She doesn't know, none of us do.
You've got 15 minutes to remember.
And this lady'll entertain us
until you do.
So the longer
it takes you to remember,
the longer she'll entertain us.
Oh, no! Oh!
We'll be in the saloon.
Ladies.
Jake,
get them horses in the church.
HORSES' GALLOPING HOOVES
How do we do it, Clint? There are six
of them and only two of us.
Wait a minute.
You'll know what's happening.
Reverend, what about Helen?
I'm glad you let Clint out, Ben.
It's what I came over to do.
I don't believe what happened
with the Morrisons tonight
was your fault.
Thank you, Reverend,
but what about Helen?
Spangler made it more than clear
what will happen to her
unless we told him
where the money is.
He gave us 15 minutes.
Clint, there's no law
in this town now.
If you'd consent to wearing
this deputy's badge.
You can't take Spangler alone.
Clint, it doesn't make sense!
I need some help, Dan. You don't
need much help being a fool.
Maybe I'm a bigger one.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to open up your hotel.
I'm going to bring you some guests
so get ready.
Go out the back way,
don't let them see you.
BOTTLE SMASHES:
Come on, princess, take a swig.
Nothing like it to make a lady
forget she's a lady.
What do you want me to do, drink
to the men you killed here?
Ahhh... That's a good idea.
Hey, Cagle, you expect the princess
to drink out of a bottle?
Bring her a glass.
HE CHUCKLES:
SPANGLER LAUGHS NASTILY
Come on, princess, drink up.
Enough of this stuff and you and me
can get real friendly in 15 minutes.
You pig! You dirty rotten pig!
GANG LAUGH:
How do you like that, boys?
The only one in the whole town
that ain't afraid of old Spang
and it turns out to be a woman!
Oh, a real fighting woman!
Aargh!
Ow! Take that!
Ha-ha-ha! Yes, give me one like that
every time!
Full of gumption.
BOTTLE SMASHES:
Hey, Spang...
We got company.
The Reverend?
Coming to tell us about the money?
An old friend of yours.
Clint Cooper.
Clint coming here alone
to get hisself killed?
Well now, boys, you just get ready
to accommodate him.
Donovan, Cagle.
Jake.
Well, Spang, never thought
I'd see you twice in the same day.
I don't figure
it'll ever happen again,
seeing as you
ain't got long to live.
If you want to kill me
you have to take the leavings.
If the town gets through hanging me.
I figured they'd
since you were the one
that warned them I was coming.
Heh.
They been over to help fight you.
They threw me in jail.
Sit down.
Have a drink. On the house.
Jail, huh?
How come you could get loose?
A good friend of mine let me out.
Figured you'd be gunning for me.
He wasn't far wrong,
you cost me a lot of men.
You can always get men
but you can't always get $100, 000.
100, 000? You know something I don't?
It could be.
Like where that money's hid?
Come on, boy, don't keep old Spang
hung up by his hair,
where's she at?
I could lead you to it.
Hear that, boys?!
Old Clint's gonna save us
a mess of looking.
Now if that ain't...
Wait a minute.
If you know where the money's hid,
how come you didn't grab it
and light out of here?
You didn't have to come to me.
Spang, you used to be
HE CHUCKLES:
Then you ought to recognise
a good deal when you see one.
You take the money.
I'll take the girl.
Her?!
Why not, she's got all of her teeth.
I'll say she has, and she
bites hard with all of 'em.
You mean to say you got a yen
for this filly
worth $100, 000 in cold cash?
I told you I had a personal reason
for coming back here.
Well, by gravy.
What about it? Deal?
No offence, princess,
but the way I look at it is
women gets old and fat
but money always stays the same.
You got a deal.
Now, let's go dig up
them ring backs.
We'll do it my way.
The girl goes with me.
You can send two men, two.
I don't aim to get ganged up on.
Oh, now, Clint you ought
I trust you, Spang, you trust me,
but we just can't trust each other.
HE LAUGHS:
Clint, you old rock, you can horse
trade for me any time!
Cagle, Donovan,
give old Clint here helping hand.
SPANGLER LAUGHS:
Wait!
Something for you to remember,
princess.
from the bottom of the deck.
My men here ain't got no religion
about killing a woman.
I come into this town
for money and women.
You know, danged if I can think
for changing my mind.
A hotel? Where you got that money
hidden, in a mattress?
Not exactly.
Get that junk out of there,
there's a trapdoor underneath.
Go on, do as he says.
There's no trapdoor in here.
What are you trying to pull?
Stand still
or you'll never find out.
let you get away with your skin?
Back up and shut up.
Get the rope, Dan.
Well?
They're still in there.
This cuts the odds by two,
what about the others?
They'll be along.
Helen, you'd better go upstairs.
Hurry.
BOTTLE CLATTERS:
That does it.
Too bad Clint ain't married
to the princess.
She'd make a fine-looking widow.
You sure called a turn
All you have to do is
think like a corkscrew. Get ready.
Clint, Spangler's
gonna be coming for you.
That's the whole idea.
Clint, I want you to live.
If I do, it'll be because of this.
Take a look through the window.
You see anything?
Nothing.
Get around the side, try to move in.
Cagle!
You in there?
You move your heads again,
they'll come off.
What's the matter, have you
got your ears plugged up, too?!
I'll cover you.
Get in there!
Hold it! That's far enough.
Drop it.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Untie him!
They can't, Spang.
You have to come in
and untie them yourself.
I thought I better double-cross you
before you double-crossed me.
All right, unbuckle it.
The other hand.
Drop it!
GUNSHO SHOTS:
SHOTS:
Are you still there, Spang?
Yeah, Cooper, I'm here and I'll
still be here for your funeral!
You'd better go into
another business.
After today, you couldn't raise
enough men to raid
an old folks home.
We'll see about that. Any time you
want to come out, I'll be waiting.
You wait here.
SHOTS:
SHOTS:
GUNSHOTS OUTSIDE
GUNSHOT OUTSIDE:
Helen! Clint said to stay put.
There's only two of us left, Spang.
We can settle it quick.
All right, Clint. You call the play.
Just like old times, Spang.
I won't draw till
you go for your gun.
Fair enough.
I'm coming out.
Guess we're gonna have to forget
about old times, Clint.
in the back.
That's older than old, Spang.
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