Wild Bunch. The Page #3

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You know what we are, then?

Yes, just so, the both of you!

And you!

Where is Mapache?

All right, Pike? All right?

Tector, let's swap!

Come on, let's swap!

You must tell me. Where is Mapache?

Why do you wish to know?

For your father?

Or the whore?

Either you learn to live with it...

...or we'll leave you here.

I go with you.

You know what I'm going to do?|Steal his girl.

You are?

Here I go.

Dutch, I'm cutting in.

Come on, lady!

No gringos?

Only federales.

All soldiers...

...not a bounty hunter in sight.

Now, what the hell is that?

Atencin!

I saw one just like it in Waco.

Run on steam?

No, on alcohol or gasoline.

You know what I heard?

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

That was a balloon, you damned old fool.

No, the old man's 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.

Do you know these Americans, General?

No, I don't know any Americans,|and these men even less.

Six beers, please.

Probably talking about us|behind our backs.

I'm down to about twenty in silver.

Since the Generalsimo cleaned out|this area, he ought to have a lot to spare.

Generalsimo, hell.

He's just another bandit|grabbing all he can for himself.

Like some others I could mention.

Not so as you'd know it.

We ain't nothing like him.|We don't hang nobody.

I hope someday these people kick|the scum like him into their graves.

We will.

If it takes forever!

General!

Look what I brought you.

-What a beautiful horse!|-It's for you.

For me?

It's my gift to you.

A thoroughbred.

Send him off to mate with my mare.

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

And you, pretty brunette, come with me.

Look here.

Good looking old pony, ain't he?

Boy, do you know those beauties?

You left the village.

So what?

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.

Come on.

She was my woman.

I know.

Sure ain't your woman no more.

Just look at her licking|inside that general's ear.

B*tch!

What's going on here?

Why did he try to kill His Excellency?

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

She was his fiance.

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

Are you associated|with the American Army?

No, we're not associated with anybody.

I see.

I was curious about the equipment|which you are carrying. That pistol...

...is restricted for the use|of army personnel.

lt can't be purchased or even owned...

...legally.

ls that so?

Weapons are my specialty.

I am Commander Frederick Mohr|of the lmperial German Army.

lt would be very useful for us|if we knew of some Americans...

...who did not share their|government's naive sentiments.

We share very few sentiments|with our government.

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

He's inviting us for a drink.

Why not? Let's have a drink.

Good.

Shoot him.

I gave it to him, T.C.

Out! Stop praying!

Enough! You old hags!

Out!

Here?

No, no, not there!

Wait, what are you going to do?

We got to show a little class here.

Right here!

lt must be that garrison rail spur.

It's the easiest to hit, but I must find a way|to get it out of there.

What do you think?

Getting close to home.

Look at them gathered around the table.

Here we sit like kitchen help.

Why do you want us to hit that train|at the border?

Can't the General take over|the whole thing?

General Huerta is anxious|to better relations with the US...

...not to cross the border|and destroy them.

Usually these arms shipments|are kept pretty secret.

How'd you find out about this?

Mapache has a superb intelligence force|organized by my commanding officer.

Now, gentlemen...

...we are well organized...

...and able to pay $1 0,000...

...in gold.

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

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

Do not worry.

Our accountant will take care of it.

General...

...soon you will be the best|equipped general in Mexico.

Look here...

...ain't he the one.

To the host!

With your permission...

...I need a bath.

With my permission,|I think you alI need a bath.

I don't!

What me and Tector need|is them women you're hogging.

Can you fix that up for us?

Gentlemen...

...you will excuse me.

I'm sure.

Herrera.

Let's get Angel.

I need him.

I'll give you someone|much better than that.

If you don't mind, I'll make my own choice.

Let them take him away, General.

All right.

He is not important to me.

Take him.

I think we're gonna get on the wagon now.

Hey, here come our sweeties.

Ain't them pretty?

I don't know about yours, Lyle,|but I think...

...I got more than I can handle.

Hey, get out of them....

You know what they told me?

The dons of Spain built this|over 300 years ago.

ls that right?

That's right.

I tell you, Lyle, I'm all for them dons.

Let's have a little target.

She won't get away. Turn her loose.

Why not!

Tector, look at them beauties!

How in the helI can you stand it that hot?

I'm going to build me one of these|some day and live in it.

Hell, Lyle, look here.

Come on, sweetheart,|let me see your teatsies.

I don't know why the hell|I didn't let them kill you.

I'm not going to steal guns for that devil|to rob and kill my people again.

Noble, noble. Very noble.

I didn't see no tears on your cheeks|when you rode in from Starbuck.

They were not my people.

I care about my people, my village.

Listen, boy, you ride with us,|your village don't count.

If it does, you don't go along.

Then I don't go along.

Angel, one load of guns ain't going|to stop them raiding villages.

Think about all the money you'lI have.

Buy them a ranch. Move them 1 ,000 miles.

-Buy them two or three ranches.|-One.

A very small one.

Don't you see? This is their land.

No one will drive them away.

I'll drink to that sentiment.

And to love.

But most of all, I'll drink to gold!

You're a pain in the ass.

Would you give guns to someone|to kill your father...

...or your mother, or your brother?

Ten thousand cuts an awful lot|of family ties.

My people have no guns.

But with guns...

...my people could fight.

If I could take guns...

...I would come with you.

How many cases of rifles|did Zamorra say was in that shipment?

Sixteen.

Give him one.

All right.

One case and one case of ammo.|But you give up your share of the gold.

I will.

We know you will.

Sure glad we got that settled.

Why, you reprobate!

Boys...

...I want you to meet my fiance.

They just got engaged.

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.

You want to gamble everything|that this one shipment will be attacked?

If they're in Agua Verde, they'll try for it.

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