The Treasure of the Sierra Madre Page #7

if it isn't money out of my pocket.

And whoever else comes along...

they're to be invited in, too.

Come one, come all?

You got a point there.

No question about that.

But killing...

- What's the matter, ain't you up to it?

- Sure, I'm up to it.

Let the majority decide.

What's your vote, partner?

DOBBS:
For or against?

For.

DOBBS:
Okay.

Let's make it short and sweet for him.

[Tense instrumental music]

[Gun clicking]

So it's number one, is it?

Better take a look down that hill first.

HOWARD:
I can't make out what they are.

They must be soldiers.

So that's your stinking game, is it?

Informing. I knew you were an informer.

I knew it all the time.

You're wrong, brother.

This means all our funerals.

What's that?

If it's what I think it is,

may the Lord be with us.

They're not soldiers, they're bandits.

After guns and ammunition, not gold.

Some villager must have told them

about the American hunter.

They don't look like soldiers to me, either.

They are bandits.

We better start thinking

of a way to defend ourselves.

We can hide in the rocks but

we'll lose the burros and the whole outfit.

The best thing is to fight.

You have good eyes.

Stay here on this lookout...

for the time being

and watch their movements.

You herd all the burros

in that thicket there.

Dobbs, we'll wrap up all our belongings

and dump them in the trench.

[Tense instrumental music intensifies]

They're turning onto the trail.

HOWARD:
How many are there?

COD Y:
About a dozen.

They'll be an hour getting here

so we better eat something.

Come on down, friend.

[Suspenseful instrumental music]

[Bandit leader shouting]

Howard.

Look, Howard.

The one in the gold hat, remember?

Yeah, the man in the train robbery.

They think whoever was here is gone.

[Bandits speaking Spanish]

Some want to go back down

the mountains, others want to stay...

and use this site as headquarters

to raid the villages.

How about pouring it into them?

- Bumping off as many as we can, real fast?

- No, let's hold our horses.

[Bandits arguing in Spanish]

[Screams in Spanish]

[Whistles]

We are federales.

You know, the mounted police.

DOBBS:
If you are the police,

where are your badges?

Badges? We ain't got no badges.

We don't need no badges.

I don't have to show you

any stinking badges.

DOBBS:
Better not come any closer.

[Speaks Spanish]

We didn't try to do you any harm.

Why don't you try to be

a little more polite?

Give us your gun

and we'll leave you in peace.

DOBBS:
I need my gun myself.

[Grunts in disapproval]

Throw that old iron over here.

We'll pick it up and go on our way.

DOBBS:
You go anyway without my gun,

and go quick.

[Gun shot]

LEADER:
All right.

[Bandit speaking Spanish]

Look here, amigo, you got the wrong idea.

We don't want to get your gun

for nothing. We want to buy it.

Look, I have a gold watch

with a gold chain...

made in your own country.

The watch and the chain,

they're worth at least 200 pesos.

I'll change it for your gun.

You better take it.

That's a good business for you.

You keep your watch, I'll keep my gun.

Oh, you'll keep it? You will keep it?

We won't get it?

I'll show you.

[Gun firing]

[Speaks Spanish]

[Bandit leader shouting in Spanish]

[Gun firing]

[Tense instrumental music]

[Gunfire stops]

[Suspenseful instrumental music]

Anybody get hurt?

Looks like we won that round.

DOBBS:
That guy with the gold hat, he...

CURTIN:
We spotted him. The train robber.

- Maybe they got enough?

- I doubt it.

Since they know there's four guns,

they'll be more determined than ever.

- What do you suppose they'll pull next?

- No telling. All we can do is sit tight.

HOWARD:
Cody, are you all right?

[Gun firing]

[Gunfire continues]

He's dead.

Got it right through the neck.

One less gun.

[Chopping]

Chopping wood for camp, that's funny.

If they're up to what I think they are,

it ain't funny.

- What's that?

- They're building moving barricades.

An old Indian trick.

They crawl and push the barricades.

You can't see where to shoot.

I'd be willing to trade my share of the

mine right now for a few hand grenades.

You'd better get to your posts.

[Bandit leader shouting in Spanish]

[Tense instrumental music]

[Receding hoofbeats]

DOBBS:
They're beating it.

- What do you make of that?

- Your guess is as good as mine.

Wait a minute,

this may be some trick to lure us out.

I don't think so. They ain't

good enough actors for this kind of a trick.

Hey, partner. Up here.

Here's a sight if there ever was one.

[Tense instrumental music continues]

[Guns firing]

Federales. Look at them.

I could kiss every one of them.

CURTIN:
The villagers told them

there were bandits headed here.

Why don't they wait here,

make a fight of it?

They know all the tricks, that's why.

With us behind and the federales facing

them, they wouldn't have a chance.

Go get them, sic 'em time.

Chew them up and don't spit them out.

Swallow them.

Am I happy.

Tell you the truth,

I was already eating dirt.

I wonder who he is.

CURTIN:
And if he's got any folks.

DOBBS:
Supposing he has?

HOWARD:
Let's take a look

at his belongings.

[Sentimental instrumental music]

A few hundred pesos.

Name's James Cody. Dallas, Texas.

A letter from Dallas, too.

It must be his home.

Reckon she's his girl.

Not bad.

"Dear Jim:
Your letter just arrived.

"It was such a relief to get word

after so many months of...

- "Silence."

- "...silence.

"I realize, of course, that...

"there aren't any mailboxes

that you can drop a letter in...

"out there in the wild."

HOWARD:
You better read it.

"But that doesn't keep me

from worrying about you.

"Little Jimmy is fine, but he misses

his daddy almost as much as I do.

"He keeps asking,

'When's Daddy coming home? '

"You say if you do not make

a real find this time...

"you'll never go again.

"I cannot begin to tell you

how my heart rejoices...

"at those words, if you really mean them.

"Now I feel free to tell you...

"I've never thought

any material treasure...

"no matter how great, is worth the pain

of these long separations.

"The country is especially lovely this year.

"It's been a perfect spring.

Warm rains and hardly any frost.

"The fruit trees are all in bloom.

"The upper orchard looks aflame...

"and the lower, like after a snowstorm.

"Everybody looks forward to big crops.

"I do hope you are back for the harvest.

[Sentimental

instrumental music continues]

"Of course, I'm hoping

that you will at last strike it rich.

"It is high time for luck...

"to start smiling upon you.

"But just in case she doesn't...

"remember we've already found

life's real treasure.

"Forever yours, Helen."

I guess we better dig a hole for him.

Yeah, not so good.

Not so good as yesterday.

Want my opinion?

lt'll be a lot less from now on.

We've taken

all the gold this mountain has.

DOBBS:
How much do you figure

we got to date?

Not as much as we were aiming to collect.

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