Wild Bunch. The Page #5

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Did you bring the guns?

Don't worry, we've got them.

Hidden.

When I get my share of the gold,|$2,500 dollars' worth...

...I'll tell you where four cases are.

The others are waiting for me|at the wagon.

If I don't show up pretty quick,|they'll blow it.

You fix it goddamn good, no?|You fooled me.

Our accountant will pay you immediately.

When do we get our guns?

The quicker I get back,|the quicker you get the next load.

Open it up.

Up the arroyo, about two miles...

...you'll find three cases of rifles...

...and one case of ammunition|hidden in the bush.

I understand you have a machine gun.

Our contact called for 1 6 cases of rifles...

...and ammunition for $1 0,000.

Not a machine gun.

That's our present to the General.

Gringo, you fight with Mapache....

There's a lot of money and pretty girls.

I'lI think about it.

In case he don't find them....

Go.

I trust him.

Why don't you stir up some grub?

Why don't you go to hell?

Sh*t!

Damn it!

Damn it, Pike must've found you|under a rock.

You gonna whip me?

Nope.

But you better hope|I don't get riled enough...

...to dog you when this is over.

You're not going to get a chance|to dry gulch me, old man.

We'lI see.

We'lI see.

Pike's coming!

He's got it. Carrying gold.

Any trouble?

Just from carrying this weight.

Pike, I want to go next.

You and Lyle take the next load,|with the machine gun.

Then Angel and Dutch. Freddy, you follow|and get the pack horses.

lt must be mounted on a tripod!

Crazy bastards!

Put it on the tripod!

We brought the last of it, General.

At the head of the arroyo, in the wagon.

Keep the wagon, we'll keep the horses.

How many cases did you take|from the train?

Sixteen cases of rifles.|We lost one on the trail.

He stole it.

The mother of the girl he killed told me.

Don't kill him!

I want him alive!

I'm wasting time here.

What about Angel?

He's a thief. You take care of him.

Well, he had guts.

We're lucky he didn't talk.

He played his string right to the end.

Her own mama turned him in|like some kind of Judas.

Sykes says we should go after him.

How will we do that?|They got guns and 200 men.

No way.

No way at all.

ls that Sykes?

Mapache!

Thornton.

I got him.

They got Freddy.

He looks hit pretty bad.

Damn that Deke Thornton to hell!

What would you do? He gave his word.

Gave his word to a railroad.

It's his word!

That ain't what counts!|It's who you give it to!

We can stay up here|and kick hell out of them !

No, we're running out of water.

Make a run for the border?

They'd follow us every step of the way.|I know Thornton.

I'm tired of being hunted.

Let's go to Agua Verde.|Let the General take care of those boys.

You're crazy.

He would just as soon kill us|as break wind.

He's so tickled with those guns, he'll be|celebrating and happy to do us a favor.

Thornton won't follow us in there.

While they're picking over Freddy...

...we'll find a back trail and head for town.

What about our gold?

We'll take one sack to pay our way.

Bury the rest.

Together.

Look out!

Lots of blood, then it stops. No tracks.

Ten dollars says he's dead by now.

Take us a day to find him if he is.

If not, he has a gun on us right now.

Let's find the others.

Just leave him here? He's worth money.

Ride out tomorrow, if you can stay|on your horse, and watch the buzzards.

They'll show you.

What if he ain't dead?

That's your problem.

Let's go!

I hate to see that.

No more than I do.

Welcome amigos!|You come for your friend, no?

I want to buy him back.

Get him up! Quick!

I don't think he looks worth too much.

I don't think he'll live long.

I'll give haIf my share.

I need no gold and I don't sell this one.

You've had your fun with him.

El General said he was happy|with the guns.

Why don't you go get a drink?

Enjoy yourself.|There are women everywhere.

Don't be foolish and change his mood.

Son of a b*tch!

Do you want girls?

Why not?

There ain't nobody here!

There's wagon tracks|and somebody was here!

They ain't here now!

Army patrol!

Coming this way!

You said dos for two!

Here's your dos and one to grow on.

That's all you'll get out of me.

Twelve is more than two.

That's why I said twelve each.

Let's go.

Why not?

Those gringos again.

What do you want?

We want Angel.

You want Angel, no?

All right.

I'm going to give him to you.

B*tch!

Come on, you lazy bastard!

Give them hell, Pike!

No, Pike!

Look at them.

Come on.

Wait for me!

-Come on, let's get all the guns.|-This is fine!

This is just like a big old picnic!

Here's a rifle for you.

He's got a gun.

It's them !

It's the Gorches!

Get up there, Coffer. Come on.

Mr. Thornton...

...it's them.

It is them.

This boy's got gold in his teeth.|Let me see your knife.

-Here.|-Let me see your knife!

Should we load up?

Do we wait for Jess or meet him?

If he's waiting for buzzards to lead|him to Sykes, he's got a long wait.

Look! We got them all.

There he is.

There's Pike.

There, you ain't so damned much now,|are you, Mr. Pike?

You ain't coming?

Maybe we should wait for Jess.

No, we pick him up on the way.

I want to get out of this damn place.

Anyway, these boys'll start going ripe|by tomorrow.

We got to move.

"I went to the river|and I couldn't get across

"Singing 'polly wolly doodle' all the day

"I jumped on a buzzard 'cause|I thought he was a horse

"Singing 'polly wolly doodle' all the day

"Fare thee well"

-Didn't expect to find you here.|-Why not?

I sent them back.

That's all I said I'd do.

They didn't get far.

I figured.

What are your plans?

Drift around down here.

Try to stay out of jail.

Well, me and the boys here...

...got work to do.

Want to come?

Ain't like it used to be, but...

...it'll do.

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