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at least at the beginning.

I'm staying with my family.

I'm fond of them.

All of them.

You've no idea

what that family's really like!

You realize why your father

killed that Mexican?

Because he pestered Katherine.

Oh no.

He had to pretend to be a doctor...

and kid Katherine

that Ben was about to die.

Once his job was done,

Ben shot him down...

like a rabid dog.

You and your family!

He gave me money.

A handsome sum.

Here.

To hell with it.

Kill them! Do them all in!

Free yourself of them.

You're a human being, too.

I must go down now.

A bottle of whiskey.

Can I join you in a game?

If you've got the money.

- Sure.

Two for me.

- One.

My God, how funny you are!

Why are you laughing?

She laughed at me, Pa.

You're the only one of my sons...

who has something from me.

Frank's sick.

David's sick.

Katherine's a hyena.

I command you to kill them all.

You will inherit the estate.

Oh, no!

Please don't shoot!

You can have the whole estate.

Just let me...

Let me live!... I beg you.

You realize we'll die of thirst now?

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