The Wild Bunch Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1969
- 135 min
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PIKE:
I sure hope to God we did.(Sykes brings coffee)
SYKES:
Them's hot.DUTCH:
(burning his fingers receiving the cup) Damn.Where in hell did you find him?
PIKE:
He run with Thornton and me.Did his share of killing and more.
Around Langtry.
DUTCH:
Now he does his killing with a coffee cup.(pouring away the coffee. Drinking whiskey from the bottle.)
(Angel still singing and playing guitar)
DUTCH:
Pike? I wouldn't have it any other way either.12 When you side with a man
(riding through the sand in a desert, horses and package horses. )
Sykes:
Watch out boys.(They are going down a steep sand slope with the horses)
PIKE (?):
Take it easy.(Sykes is falling from his horse and causes allt he others also to
fall into the white sand. Only Angel with 5 package horses stays
at the top of the slope smiling)
PIKE:
That goddamned son of a b*tch!L. GORCH:
What the hell is going...T. GORCH:
(standing up, to Sykes) Damned old punk! Bastard!PIKE (?):
(to a horse) Get up now! Get up there, goddamn it!(sounds and words of people working the horses out of the sand and
catching horses, that ran away.)
T. GORCH:
What the hell is the matter with you, old man?(throwing a stone at Sykes)
PIKE:
Leave him alone.T. GORCH:
He'll gonna get us all killed! I'm going to get rid ofhim!
PIKE:
No you're not!We're sticking together, like it used to be!
When you side with a man you stay with him. If you can't do that
you're like some animal! You're finished! We're finished! All of
us!
Mount up!
(Pike's stirrup tears and he falls trying to get up his horse.)
T. GORCH:
Appears brother Pike needs help.L. GORCH:
That brother Pike and the old man Sykes makes a manwonder if it ain't time to pick up his chips and find another
game.
T. GORCH:
How the hell can you side anybody when you can't geteven on your horse.
SYKES:
That was a fine talk you gave the boys about sticking together.
That Gorch came near killing me.
Or me him.
Damned old fool like me's not worth taking along!
PIKE:
We started together, we'll end it together.SYKES:
That's how I see it.
That's the way it's always been with me.
Sorry about Deke.
SYKES:
Hey. Back there in Starbuck how did my boy do?PIKE:
Your boy? Crazy Lee?SYKES:
Yes, C.L., Clarence Lee.
My daughter's boy. Not to bright, but a good boy.
(Remember sequence of Ape holding the three unarmed people in the
office. "I kill'em now? I kill'em now?" "No you just hold them
here")
PIKE:
Why didn't you tell me, he was your grandson.SYKES:
You had enough things on your mind.
Besides, he had to pull his own weight, like the rest of us.
I just wanted to make sure he didn't let you down, run, when
things got hot.
PIKE:
No, he did fine. Just fine.(Happy expression in Sykes face)
13 Turning back
(The bounty hunters reaching the Rio Grande)
Coffer:
All clear.T.C.:
From here on it's Mexico, Mr Thornton.THORNTON:
What's the closest town of any size?Coffer:
Agua Verde.THORNTON:
What's in Agua Verde?Coffer:
Mexican's, what else.(laughing)
Coffer:
A headquarter for regulars fighting against Villa.Mapache territory.
(Thornton changing the headin of his horse)
Coffer:
Don't we follow...THORNTON:
No, we go back and wait.Man 3:
We're supposed ...Coffer:
Shut up!Angel's village
14 Sadness and celebration
(The wild bunch riding into Angels hometown, a poor mexican
village. Outside of the town, dust, a dog looking like a
skeletton.)
L. GORCH:
Why the hell won't you tell your folks to feed themdogs.
DUTCH:
Won't find very much around here. That damn Huerta'sscraped it clean.
ANGEL:
I have invited you to my village, to my home.
Any disrespect to my family or to my people I will kill you.
PIKE:
Ashamed of having us meet your people?ANGEL:
Yes. They don't know about my life when I leave thevillage.
(Old man watching the riders)
L. GORCH:
You got a sister?ANGEL:
Yes.L. GORCH:
I'd be proud to make her acquaintance...T. GORCH:
And that of your mama too.SYKES:
That goes for your grandma too, sonny.(All cackle)
(Children playing, women making bread, cooking, a girl explains
some game with a thread to the Gorch brothers in Spanish...)
PIKE:
How bad was it.Don Jose:
Seven of the villagers were killed. Two of them hung.Our horses, cattle and corn, stolen.
PIKE:
What about the federal troops?Didn't they protect you?
Don Jose:
They were federal troops, commissioned by the traitor,Huerta.
ANGEL:
And the soldiers who shot my father? What was his namePIKE:
What does it matter?Don Jose:
Your father died like a man.The names are not important.
ANGEL:
How was he called?Don Jose:
Mapache.ANGEL:
That is name enough.Don Jose:
In Mexico, senor, these are the years of sadness.But if we had rifles like these...
ANGEL:
And Theresa? Did they molest her?Don Jose:
No. She went with them because she wished to.She became the woman of Mapache and the others. She went with them
laughing. Drunk with wine and love.
(Angel leaving)
To him Theresa was a goddess, to be worshipped from afar.
I tell you, she was a mango, ripe and waiting.
PIKE:
Angel dreams of love and Mapache eats the mango.(Sykes laughing)
L. GORCH:
(To the girl with the thread) That's a good trick.(Woman in Spanish calls something to the girl)
(Pike see the Gorch brothers playing with the girl)
PIKE:
Now that I find hard to believe.Don Jose:
Not so hard.
We all dream of being a child again.
Even the worst of us.
Perhaps the worst most of all.
PIKE:
You know what we are then.Don Jose:
Yes, just so, the both of you! (Sykes and Pike)PIKE:
And you.(All laughing)
ANGEL:
Where is Mapache!(Night:
festive music plays, clapping and cheering)DUTCH:
All right Pike? All right?L. GORCH:
Tector, let's swap. (both dancing with Mexican girls)Come on let's swap.
(Excited hollering and chattering)
ANGEL:
You must tell me. Where is Mapache?Don Jose:
Why do you wish to know?For your father? Or the whore?
PIKE:
Either you learn to live with it or we leave you here.ANGEL:
I go with you.(Dutch asks a woman sitting between him and Pike to start dancing
with him)
SYKES:
You know, what I'm going to do? Steal his girl.Don Jose:
You are?SYKES:
Here I go.Dutch, I'm cutting in.
Come on lady.
(Music, laughter and cheering continue)
(At last Pike and Angel are the only ones not dancing)
15 Farewell to the bunch
(All sing traditional folk song in Spanish)
(Men taking their hats from the head while the wild bunch on their
horses is leaving the town)
(A woman gives Dutch a red flower)
(L. GORCH gets a Mexcican hat. He wears it until the end of the
movie)
(Angel gets, from his mother(?) a bag with food)
General Mapache
(a woman giving her breast to a baby. Soldiers marching. A man
making tortillas. The wild bunch enters a Mexican garrison town.
Chicken. A market, onions, not plenty. Women sitting on the
ground.)
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