The Wild Bunch Page #7
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- Year:
- 1969
- 135 min
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(Mapache entering)
Comm F. Mohr:
My General, soon you will be the best equippedGeneral in Mexico.
(People at the big table raises from their seats, the Gorch
L. GORCH:
Look here, ain't he the one. (Mapache is obviouslytotally drunken)
(All call a toast, Lyle and Tector respond to the toast,
unfittingly)
PIKE:
With your permission. I need a bath.2nd German:
With my permission. I think you all need a bath.L. GORCH:
(alound from the background)I don't need no bath.
What me and Tector need is a couple of them women you're hogging.
Can you fix that up for us, boy?
(Everyone is looking irritated)
Comm F. Mohr:
Gentlemen, you will excuse me.DUTCH:
Oh, I'm sure.Zamorra:
Herrera.PIKE:
Let's get Angel.DUTCH:
Yeah.(Zamorra crying angrily at Herrera. Herrera calling the name of
women.)
(They take Angel)
Mapache:
Un Momento.PIKE:
Por favor. I need him.Mapache:
I give you someone much better than that.PIKE:
If you don't mind I'll make my own choice.Zamorra:
(in Spanish) Let them take him away, General.Mapache:
All right. He is not important to me. Take him.19 Rest and recreation
L. GORCH:
I think we're gonna get on the wagon now.
Hey, here come our sweeties. (Three women appear)
T. GORCH:
Ain't them pretty. (Lyle who flirted with a real Mexicanbeauty looks a little bit disapointed, but this immediatly
vanishes)
[Like so often conventional western aesthetics are ignored. What
is shown are not Mexican beauties, but normal Mexican woman,
somehow old, fat. But there is one thing: Obviously the Gorch
brothers will have a real nice time with them. It is the action
and not the surface that counts.]
I don't know about yours, Lyle, but I think, I got more than I can
handle.
(The Gorch brothers with their women are running through the
cellar and the wine storage, kissing, woman giggling.)
T:
GORCH: Hey get out of them.L. GORCH:
You know what they told me?
The dons of Spain built this over 300 years ago.
T:
GORCH: Is that right?L:
GORCH: That's right.T:
GORCH:I tell you, Lyle, I'm all for them dons.
Let's have a little target.
She won't get away. Turn her loose.
L:
GORCH: Why not.(First Tector, thean Lyle shoot holes into a barrel of red wine
and all take a shower and drinking the red wine coming out.)
L:
GORCH: Hey Tector, look at them beauties. (Uncovers the breastof one of the woman)
(Meanwhile Sykes, Angel, Dutch, Pike in a sauna, hooting and
hollering. And old woman brings new hot stones. They are drinking
Tequila from a bottle, Pike is inspecting his scar on his left
leg.)
DUTCH:
How the hell can you stand it that hot?PIKE:
I'm going to build me one of these some day and live in it.(Meanwhile the Gorch brothers are taking a bath in a barrel of red
wine with their beauties.)
T:
GORCH: Hell Lyle, look here.(Giggling and splashing)
Come on, sweetheart, let me see your teatsies.
PIKE:
(to Angel)I don't know why the hell I didn't let them kill you.
ANGEL:
I'm going to steal guns for that devil to rob and kill mypeople again.
DUTCH:
Noble, noble. Very noble.SYKES:
I didn't see no tears on your cheeks when you rode in fromStarbuck.
ANGEL:
They were not my people.I care about my people, my village. Mexico.
SYKES:
Listen boy, you ride with us, your village don't count.If it doesm you don't go along.
ANGEL:
Then I don't go along.DUTCH:
Angel, one load of guns ain't going to stop them raidingvillages.
Think about all the money you'll have.
PIKE:
Buy them a ranch. Move them 1000 miles. Buy them two orthree ranches.
DUTCH:
One. A very small one.(Sykes giggling)
ANGEL:
Don't you see? This is their land. No one is gonna drivethem away.
SYKES:
I'll drink to that sentiment. And to love. But most of all,I'll drink to gold!
(Men laugh and call a toast)
PIKE:
Angel. You're a pain in the ass.ANGEL:
Would you give guns to someone to kill your father or yourmother, or your brother?
PIKE:
Ten thousand cuts an awful lot of family ties.ANGEL:
My people have no guns.But with guns my people could fight.
If i could take guns i would come with you.
DUTCH:
How many cases of rifles did Zamorra say was in thatshipment?
PIKE:
Sixteen.DUTCH:
Give him one.(All thinking)
PIKE:
All right. One case and one case of ammo. But you give upyour share of the gold.
ANGEL:
I will.PIKE:
We know you will.SYKES:
Sure glad we got that settled.DUTCH:
Why, you reprobate. (Pouring a bucket of water at Sykes)(All cackle happily. The Gorch brothers arrive with their women.)
L:
GORCH: Boys. I want you to meet my fiancee.(Pike and DUtch giggles)
T:
GORCH: They just got engaged.SYKES:
I'm a son of a b*tch.Trot them on in, fellas.
I'm hell on packing mules, but I'm a delight with a pretty girl.
(Laughing)
20 Pike's lost love
Harrigan:
You want to gamble everything that this one shipmentwill be attacked?.
THORNTON:
If they are in Agua Verde, they'll try for it.Harrigan:
If? What about Juarez?THORNTON:
If he was, we'd have heard.If they are in Agua Verde, they will have seen Mapache.
Harrigan:
And who in hell is Mapache?THORNTON:
A killer for Huerta who calls himself a General.
He's been fighting Villa and losing.
But with enough guns, he could become a power in northern Mexico.
Pike will try to get them for him.
Harrigan:
How? The train will be guarded by regular troops.THORNTON:
Not regular troops, green recruits not worth a damn.I need 20 trained men, not recruits.
And not this gutter trash you've given me.
(The 'gutter trash', in the same room, hearing this)
Harrigan:
What you've got is 24 more days.(Train whistle blows in a distance)
(The wild bunch with horses, Sykes on a wagon, is riding through a
plain desert.)
DUTCH:
Never told me how you got all torn up like that.(Speaking about the scar on Pike's left leg.)
PIKE:
I met a woman I wanted to marry.(Remembering sequence)
(Pike brings flowers to a dark skinned woman, who beats him in his
face.)
PIKE:
Is your husband coming back?Woman:
(Angrily) No. He is never coming back.But you are late. Two days late.
PIKE:
She had a husband. If I had any sense, I'd have killed him.He wasn't around. I got careless.
Caught her with the first shot, and got me here with the second.
Then the damned coward turned and ran.
DUTCH:
Ever catch up with him?PIKE:
No, but there isn't a day or an hour that passes that I(turning back)
Come on! We've got a long way!
(to Dutch)
This is our last go around, Dutch. This time we do it right.
(While riding Pike drinks whiskey out of a bottle)
Train Robbery
21 Catching a train
(Train whistling approaching a water reservoir in the middle of a
deserted country. Soldiers and bounty hunters inside the train,
sleeping.)
(The train (P.S.T.R.R. nr 650), soldiers, the bounty hunters,
stops for filling water. ANGEL hide in the water pump. LYLE GORCH,
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