The Wild Bunch Page #6

DUTCH:
No gringos.

ANGEL:
Only federales.

DUTCH (to Pike) Only soldiers, not a bounty hunter in sight.

(The General drives in in a red car)

DUTCH:
Now, what the hell is that?

Zamorra:
Attention

(Soldiers saluting the General in the car.)

PIKE:
I saw one just like it in Waco.

L. GORCH:
Running on steam.

PIKE:
No, on alcohol or gasoline.

SYKES:
You know what I heard?

I heard they got one of those things up to north that can fly.

T. GORCH:
That was a balloon, you damned old fool.

PIKE:
No, the old man is right.

They've got motors and wings and go 60 miles in less than an hour.

Going to use them in the war.

Let's talk to the General about his automobile and our extra

horses.

Nice and easy.

17 Angel's woman no more

(The wild bunch enters the poor Mexican town of Agua Verde.

Soldiers are patroling on the arcs, which seem to be the remains

of an cathedral. Despite of the poorness and the rotten buildings

an everlasting feast is going on. Obviously Mapache can not exist

without music, wine and women. He, his officers and the germans

are sitting on a higher floor eating, drinking, watching the

scene.)

Comm. F. Mohr:
Do you know, these Americans, General?

Mapache:
(Spanish) No, I don't know any Americans, and these men

even less.

(The wild bunch sitting on a dirty (but empty of glasses or

bottles) table. In the background children behind bars which are

in front of the windows. The walls are loosing plaster. Civilians,

especially women, children, and soldiers are mixed up.)

DUTCH:
Six cervesas, perfavor.

(The two german officers are talking silently.)

T. GORCH:
Probably talking about us behind our backs.

DUTCH:
I'm down to about twenty in silver.

PIKE:
Since the Generalissimo cleaned out this area, he ought to

have a lot to spare.

DUTCH:
Generalissimo, hell.

He is just another bandit grabbing all he can for himself.

PIKE:
(laughing) Like some others I could mention.

DUTCH:

Not so as you'd know it, Mr Bishop.

We ain't nothing like him.

We don't hang nobody.

I hope someday these people kick him and the rest of that scum

like him into their graves.

ANGEL:
We will.

If it takes forever.

(Looks between Pike and a girl)

(WHOLE DIALOGUE IN SPANISH:)

Theresa:
General! General!

Look what I brought you.

Mapache:
What a beautiful horse.

Theresa:
It's for you.

Mapache:
For me?

Theresa:
It's my gift to you. A thoroughbred.

Mapache:
Send him off to mate with my mare.

(Applause from the people)

Then he'll be in shape to mate with all the other mares.

And you, pretty brunette, come with me.

(Theresa is passing by the desk of Angel and the others)

T. GORCH:
(about the horse) Well good looking old pony, ain't he.

ANGEL:
Theresa.

(Some spanish words between Theresa and another girl)

T. GORCH:
Boy do you know those beauties.

(WHOLE DIALOGUE IN SPANISH:)

ANGEL:
You left the village.

Theresa:
So what. Si.

I left your stinking village so I would not starve.

Look at me now. I'm happy.

Very happy.

I'm living with the big boss of this place General Mapache.

(Angel wants to grabb the girl)

PIKE:
(holding him) Come on.

ANGEL:
She was my woman.

PIKE:
I know, I know.

Theresa:
(kissing the General) General.

T. GORCH:
Sure ain't your woman no more.

L. GORCH:
Just look at her licking inside that General's ear.

ANGEL:
Whore. (Shooting Theresa with a single shot)

(T. Gorch immediatly beat down Angel. The wild bunch surrenders in

front of the from all sides approaching soldiers.)

Zamorra:
What's going on here. Why did he try to kill his

Excellency?

PIKE:
He didn't try to kill His Excellency. He was after the girl.

DUTCH:
(in spanish) He was his fiancee.

PIKE:
He went a little crazy when he saw her with you.

(all laughing at putting away arms. Also the wild bunch, laughing,

somehow false, gets back his arms.)

Comm. F. Mohr:
Are you associated with the American Army?

DUTCH:
No. No, we're not associated with anybody.

Comm. F. Mohr:
I see. I was curious about the equipment which aou

are carrying. That pistol is restricted for the use of army

personell. It can't be purchased or even owned - legally.

PIKE:
Is that so?

Comm. F. Mohr:
Weapons are my speciality.

I am Commander Frederick Mohr of the Imperial German Army.

It would be very usefull for us, if we knew of some Americans, who

did not share their goverment's naive sentiments.

PIKE:
We share very few sentiments with our goverment.

Comm. F. Mohr:
(in spanish to Mapache)

Perhaps we should invite these gentlemen to have a drink with us.

DUTCH:
(to Pike) He's inviting us to have a drink with them.

Mapache:
Porque non. Let's have a drink.

PIKE:
Good.

(He looks at ANGEL lying on the ground, taken high by to Mexicans)

(Sequence with the bounty hunters)

T.C.:
Shoot him.

(Making the noice of taking the gun and provoking a response by

Thornton)

Coffer:
I gave it to him, T.C.

(Thornton let them pass by not wanting them in his back... The

bounty hunters laughing.)

18 Target:
an arms shipment

(Mapache is correcting his outfit in front of a mirror, in the

background the muffled voices of woman praying)

Mapache:
(speaking angrily in Spanish)

Out! Stop praying!

Enough! You old hags!

Out!

(Procession of women carrying the dead body of Theresa continues,

without even noticing Mapache's protest.)

(A table with silver dishes, noble)

PIKE:
Here?

Comm F. Mohr:
No, no, not there!

(Angel is sitting at the door, guarded by men who point at him

with pistols)

(When the procession enters Lyle Gorch raises taking a handle in

his hand...)

T. GORCH:
Wait, what are you going to do?

We got to show a little class here.

(Zamorra shrieks, women continue praying, Mohr remains silent.)

Comm F. Mohr:
Right here! It must be that garrison rail spur.

PIKE:
It's the easiest to hit, but I must find a way to get it out

of there.

(to Dutch) What do you think?

DUTCH:
Getting pretty close to home.

(On the table of Sykes, Lyle and Tector there are bottles of wine

and tequila, but no silver dishes...)

L. GORCH:
Look at them gathered around the table.

Here we sit like kitchen help.

DUTCH:
Why do you want us to hit that train right there at the

border?

PIKE:
Can't the General take over the whole thing?

Comm F. Mohr:
(with a glas of red wine)

General Huerta is anxious to better relations with the US, not to

cross the border and destroy them.

PIKE:
Usually these arm shipments are kept pretty secret.

How'd you find out about this?

2nd German:
Mapache has a superb intelligence force organized

under supervison by my commanding officer.

Zamorra:
Now gentlemen we are quite well organized and able to pay

10000 US Dollar in gold.

If you are not able to do the work, we'll find someone else.

PIKE:
We can do it. But we're going to need equipment.

Zamorra:
Do not worry.

Our accountant will take care of it.

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