The Texican Page #2

I noticed him when you rode in.

He's all right,

but he drinks a little too much.

- Do you want to sell him?

- No.

I can give you top price for this one.

There's always a market

for a good quarter horse.

Like I said, he's not for sale.

I might go as high as $70.

If you could furnish me a bill of sale...

I might even make it $75. How about it?

That's a real good price,

but I think I'll keep him.

Hello, Jess.

Hello, Mitch.

I thought you were in Arizona.

I was, only things didn't pan out.

You still making a living as a bounty hunter?

More or less.

Is that why you're here?

You're worth $500 in gold

for anyone who takes you in.

You can come along peaceful,

or we can do it the other way.

How many rocks did you turn over

before you found him?

He's fast. Real fast.

In the old days you worked alone.

You must be slowing down.

Wouldn't count on it.

I can still hold up my end against you

if I have to.

Never knew you to turn on a friend before.

My wife is sick. I need money badly.

You know I wouldn't be doing

a thing like this unless I had to.

- We're wasting time.

- So we waste a little.

I don't want a fight

unless there has to be one.

Damn it, Jess, take your gun belt off.

I don't want to throw down on you.

If you want this gun belt,

you'll have to come and get it.

Then there is no more to say.

Watch yourself, Mitch.

- Is he dead?

- Yeah.

Better get a tourniquet on that leg.

Hold it, Mitch.

Still carrying this old toad-sticker, huh?

- Comes in handy now and then.

- But not today, huh?

You know, the way you pulled that gun...

you must have been doing a little practicing

down in Mexico.

No, I haven't. Not a bit.

There are some things

a man remembers better than others.

That's good.

'Cause I have a feeling

you're gonna be needing that gun a lot.

Wherever you go...

there's bound to be somebody

that'll recognize you.

Where I'm going it won't matter.

- So long, Mitch.

- So long, Jess.

I'm glad you're out practicing, Gil.

You won't get a second chance with Carlin.

I do very well when it's the real thing.

Tin cans are just for fun.

Fun's over.

Heard he went through Sweetwater

a couple of days ago.

You can expect him here anytime now.

I remember him.

Also, I remember people

who say how fast he was.

But I didn't believe it then

any more than I do now.

A couple of bounty hunters

thought the same thing. He killed one.

Don't make the mistake

of underestimating Carlin.

Iran him out of this territory once,

but not using a gun.

The only way to get him is from behind.

I like competition.

I think I'll enjoy meeting again with him.

You won't have long to wait.

If he gets to Rimrock,

he's gonna cause a lot of trouble.

If something happens to him out there...

nobody will ever know about it.

I leave it up to you

to see that he doesn't get to town.

It's as good as done.

Harve, Eb. Go along with him.

I don't need any help with this.

They'll just go along for the ride.

That's him all right.

Why didn't you wait, you fool?

Anybody home?

Get 'em up.

I'd as soon blast a hole in you as to spit.

There's nothing as low-down

as a saddle thief.

Get those hands up.

A gal has not enough work

trying to run a spread on her own...

without some sneak thief

coming in and stealing a saddle...

while she's out working her stock.

I wasn't trying to steal this saddle.

Keep 'em UP-

I guess you just wanted to take it.

- Admire it. Is that it?

- No, ma'am.

But like I said, I wasn't trying to steal it.

I left some money for it there on that saddle.

I was kind of in a hurry.

I bet you were in a hurry.

But I wasn't trying to steal it.

I left some money

on that black saddle there. Take a look.

Stay back.

$40?

What kind of a fool would pay $40

for a $10 saddle?

A fool who's been riding bareback too long,

that's who.

Can I have this?

Yes. And take this.

Oh, no. You keep it.

What happened to your gear, anyway?

I had to leave in a hurry

back down the road apiece.

You're running?

Right out from under my saddle.

This is pretty sorry tack,

but maybe it'll get me into Rimrock.

To Rimrock?

Mister, that's the last place

you ought to be heading.

Anybody who loses his saddle

in open country...

he's sure to lose his hide in Rimrock.

Thanks for the warning, Miss...

Adams. Friends call me Sandy.

Thank you, Sandy.

I almost forgot my manners.

If you want to stay for a few minutes,

I'll boil you up a pot of coffee.

No, ma'am. Thank you. I'd better be going.

Good morning, sir.

If you're looking for a room,

we have the best this side of Dodge City.

$3 a day and up.

$3 will be fine.

I don't know how long I'm staying.

Yes. We have nice ones on the second floor.

Plenty of windows, and springs for every bed.

That's nice.

Please, sir, if you'll just sign the register.

Doesn't seem to me like business

has been too good lately.

Just dust from the street, sir.

We can't keep it out.

Thank you.

Mr. Carlin, I have a fine corner room.

What's the matter?

I didn't recognize your name at first.

Now that we've got that settled,

how about my key?

About that corner room...

I must confess you won't really like it.

It's right over the street, noisy...

and the windows stick.

You'll never get any sleep there. Believe me.

How about one of the other rooms?

There's another hotel down the street,

and I think it's much better than this.

I'm sure they will be too happy

to take care of you.

Oh, no.

I've already tried there.

This one will have to do.

But you can't have it. I told you.

We're going to repaint it. Mr. Starr won't...

Mr. Starr won't what?

You see, he won't like it.

He owns this hotel.

Yes, I do see.

Don't worry, you won't have to tell him.

I'll do that myself.

The charges are a bit too high,

but we can look around and do something.

Looks like you've been doing all right

for yourself.

You didn't come here to tell me that.

What brought me here

is kind of a personal matter.

You figure it involves me?

They tell me you run this town.

Be hard to figure it any other way.

If it's about

what happened to your brother...

And some two-bit gunslingers

who tried to bushwhack me.

I don't know anything about that.

You're running on a streak of bad luck.

Why don't you get out of town

before it gets worse?

Maybe we ought to settle this right now.

You're taking on awful big odds.

So are you.

As close as we're standing,

I figure you'll be the first one to go.

If you want somebody to kill you, kid,

you better find somebody else to do it.

Mr. Carlin?

That's right.

My name is Frank Brady.

I'd like to have a talk with you.

- It's important to you.

- Go ahead and talk.

Wouldn't want to be overheard.

Couldn't we find some place

a little more secluded?

You don't provide me with much reason.

It's about your brother.

Be at the hotel in half an hour.

Come in.

Sit over there.

Not giving away any advantage, are you?

You mean the chair?

It's just a habit, I guess.

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