True Grit Page #6

- Now, I have taken his teeth.

I will entertain an offer,

for the rest of him.

Take my jacket.

Creep up on the roof.

If they're unfriendly I'll give you a sign

to damp the chimney.

Who is out there?

We're looking for shelter.

No room for you here! Ride on!

Who all is in there?

I'm a federal officer.

Who's in there?

A Methodist and a son-of-a-b*tch!

This is Rooster Cogburn.

Columbus Potter and five other Marshals

is out here with me.

We got a bucket of coal oil.

In one minute we will burn your

house from both ends!

There's only two of you.

Go ahead and bet your life on it.

How many of you is in there?

Just the two of us.

But my partner's hit.

And he can't walk.

Is that Emmett Quincy?

You said it was a man on the roof.

I thought it was Potter.

You was always dumb, Quincy, and remain true to form.

Hers's an awful lot of sofkee.

You boys looking for company?

That is our supper and breakfast both.

I like a big breakfast.

Sofkee always cooks up

bigger than you think.

Hmm, a good store of whiskey here as well.

What are you boys up to, outside

of cooking for banquets?

We was just having our supper.

We don't know who was outside in weather like this.

Might have been some crazy man.

Anyone can say that he is a Marshal.

My leg hurts.

I bet it does.

When is the last time you seen your old pard

Ned Pepper?

I do not know him.

Who is he?

I'm surprised you don't remember him.

Skinny fellow, nervous and quick.

His lips all messed up.

That don't bring anybody to mind.

There's a new boy.

Might be running with Ned.

He's got a powder mark on his face,

black place

He calls himself Chaney.

He's Chelmsford sometimes.

Carries a Henry rifle.

That don't bring anybody to mind.

Black mark, I would remember that.

You don't remember nothing I want to know, do you

Quincy?

What do you know, Moon?

He don't know those boys you're

looking for.

I don't know those boys.

I always try to help out the law.

hmm, By the time we get to Fort Smith

that leg will be

swelled up tight as Dick's hatband.

It'll be mortified.

Then they'll have to cut it off.

Then if you live, I'll make it two or

three years in the federal house.

- Up in Detroit, there.

- You're trying to get at me.

They'll teach you how to read

an write up there.

The rest won't be so good.

Them boys, they can be

hard on a gimp.

You're trying to get at me.

Now.

You give me some good information

on Ned.

I'll take you down to Bagby's store tomorrow,

and get that ball taken out of your leg.

Then I'll give you three days to

clear the Territory.

We don't know those boys

you're looking for.

- It ain't even his leg.

- I would say...

Don't go to flapping your mouth, Moon.

It's best you let me do the talking

- I would say I...

- We are weary trappers.

Who worked you over with the ugly stick?

The man Chaney with the marked face

killed my father.

He was a whiskey drinker like you

and it lead to killing in the end.

If you answer the Marshal's questions,

he will help you.

I have a good lawyer at home, and

he will help you too.

I'm puzzled by this.

Why is she here?

Don't go jawing with these people, Moon.

Don't you go jawing with that runt

I don't like you. I hope you go to jail.

My lawyer will not help you.

My leg is giving me fits.

A young fellow like don't want to loose his leg.

- We seen...

- Easy now!

He's trying to get at you.

- With the truth.

- We seen Ned and Hays two days ago. We's supposed-

Don't you act the fool,

If you blow, I will kill you.

I'm played out, I need a doctor.

We met Nate Hayes two days ago.

God damn it.

Oh Lord.

I'm dying.

Do something.

Help me.

I can do nothing for you, son.

You partner's killed you, and I've done for him.

Don't leave me lying here.

Don't let the wolves rip me up.

I'll see you're buried right.

You tell me about Ned, where'd you see him?

Two days ago.

Bagby's store.

They're coming here tonight to get remounts and sofkee.

They just robbed the Katy Flyer at

Wagoner's Switch.

I'm gone.

Send the news to my brother, George Garrett.

He is a Methodist circuit rider in

South Texas.

Shall I tell him you was outlawed up?

It don't matter.

He knows I'm on the scout.

I will meet him later, walking

the streets of Glory!

Well, don't be looking for Quincy.

What will we do when they get here?

Well they will ride up.

Hope we get them all in the dugout.

I will kill the last one to go in and then we will

have them in a barrel.

You will shoot them in the back?

Mmm, will give them the know

our intentions is serious.

Then I'll call down,

See if they'll be taken alive.

If they won't,

I'll shoot them if they come out.

I'm hoping that three of their party

being dead will take the starch out of them.

You display great poise.

Aw, It is just a turkey shoot.

There was one time in New Mexico,

we was being pursued by seven men.

I turned Bo around and

taken the reins in my teeth,

rode right at them boys firing

them two navy sixes I carry on my saddle.

Well...

I guess they was all married men who loved

their families as they scattered and run for home

Well that is hard to believe.

- Was it?

- One man riding at seven.

Well, it's true.

You go for a man hard enough and fast enough,

he don't have time to think about how many is

with him, he thinks about his self.

how he may get clear

of the wrath that is about to set down on him.

Why were they pursuing you?

I robbed a high interest bank.

Can't rob a thief, can you?

Never robbed a citizen.

Never took a man's watch.

It is all stealing.

That's the position they took

in New Mexico.

One man.

I did not figure them to send a scout.

Damn.

It is La Boeuf.

We have to warn him, Marshal!

Too late.

What will we do, Marshal?

We sit, what does he do.

Him in the woolly chaps is Lucky Ned.

Well, that's that.

Well that didn't pan out.

You managed to put a kink in my rope, pardner.

Ah, I'm severely injured.

Yes you got drug some.

I was also shot.

By a rifle.

That is quite possible.

The scheme did not develop as I had planned.

You've been shot in the shoulder,

but the bullet passed through.

What happened to your mouth?

I believe I bit myself.

Couple of teeth loose, and ah yeah.

Tongue bit almost through.

Do you want to see if it will knit or should I just

yank it free?

I know a teamster,

bit his tongue off being thrown

from a horse.

After a time he learned to make

himself more or less understood.

I'll just yank it free.

Look at that now.

What's that now?

Knit. It will knit.

Ah, very well.

It's impossible to bind

a tongue wound.

Too bad, we just run across a doctor.

- Marshal?

- of sorts but I do not know where he was headed.

I saw him too, that's how I came

to be here.

Neither of these men are Chaney.

I know it, I know them both.

That ugly one is Coke Hayes.

Him uglier stiff is Clement Parmalee

Parmalee and his brothers have a silver

claim in the Winding Stair Mountains.

And I bet that's where Lucky Ned's gang is riding.

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