Wyatt Earp Page #7

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I believe you're trying to seduce me.

What do people call you?

Josie.

What makes you different from all the men

who've tried what you're trying?

-I guess you know, Josie.

-No, I don't.

Then say it.

All right.

I don't know what you're talking about...

Wyatt.

Come on, Brocius, let's go.

Come on.

Get on your horse, Bill,

before they shoot you down in cold blood.

You had your last chance and you let it go.

There ain't gonna be no more talking.

You talk too much for a fighting man, lke.

I've seen your kind my whole life.

There's never been but one way

to deal with any of you.

Your day's coming. Get ready.

Why not make it today?

I cannot speak for everyone,

but personally...

I am getting sick to my stomach

of all your empty yellow talk.

If you want to make a fight

with these boys...

why not get it over with right now?

You're first on my list, Holliday.

You can spend the rest of your time

waiting to see me.

McLaury, seeing you

would be a nice change.

I understand most of your enemies

got it in the back.

We ain't through.

I think we ought to just kill them all.

You know, Morg...

Wyatt's my friend,

but I believe I'm beginning to love you.

Tell me about Missouri.

I loved a girl.

I loved her more than I'll ever love

anyone else as long as I live.

I married her and we were

going to have a child, but she died.

And our child with her.

I wanted to die, too.

I burned everything we owned.

The pictures...

the baby clothes she'd made...

ribbons from her hair.

I tried to burn out everything

I'd felt back there.

I'm not asking for any more

than you can give me.

I just want to be close to you.

I want to be lying here next to you

when we're 80.

I never thought about living that long.

But if I do, you can bet

all I'll be doing is lying here.

Then we better not waste any time.

I think you better come with me.

Doc Goodfellow says she's gonna be okay.

She took a dose of laudanum

with her whiskey.

Looks like she was trying to kill herself.

Lucky we found her in time.

Lucky somebody came around.

Where would she get this?

Probably over in Chinatown.

It's not hard to find in Tombstone.

Go back to your Jew whore.

If I was married to him,

I'd drink a gallon of the stuff.

Allie, shut up.

It's all right, dear.

-Give me a bottle and a glass, Clem.

-What?

Don't make me ask you twice.

Gentlemen, this game is losing its allure.

I'm out.

Don't mind if I do.

If you're gonna break the fast,

the least you can do is invite a friend.

-I'm not in the mood for talking.

-You know how it is with me.

You don't have to do much talking

when I'm around.

You ever wonder why we've been a part

of so many unfortunate incidents...

yet we're still walking around?

I have figured it out.

It's nothing much. Just luck.

And you know why it's nothing much?

Because it doesn't matter much

whether we're here today or not.

I wake up every morning looking

in the face of death. And you know what?

He ain't half bad.

I think the secret

old Mr. Death is holding...

is that it's better for some of us

over on the other side.

I know it can't be any worse for me.

Maybe that's the place for your Mattie.

For some people,

this world ain't ever gonna be right.

Is that supposed to let me off the hook?

There is no hook, my friend.

There's only what we do.

Well, it won't be for long.

After tomorrow, this town's gonna smell

a whole lot better.

-Why don't you slow down on that?

-Don't tell me to slow down.

I've waited long enough as it is.

Those Earps

and their skinny diseased friend...

are gonna find out

what a real fight is all about.

I'm moving on.

If you're smart, you'll go back to the hotel

and get some sleep.

You're gonna need some help

if you're gonna take on the Earps.

I got friends.

They're coming tomorrow. You'll see.

Then this town is gonna thank us

for what we done.

If you're gonna talk like that,

you'd best take it somewheres else.

Good evening.

How you fellows doing?

-Not bad.

-Good to see you.

Shut up! I'm tired of hearing your noise.

I hear you're gonna kill me.

Get out your gun and commence.

I ain't heeled.

You scum-sucking bastard,

if you ain't heeled, go and arm yourself.

I shall meet you in the street.

Who will give

this yellow-bellied prick a gun?

Doc, that's enough.

I ain't gonna fight you tonight.

But your fight's coming soon enough.

My mama always told me never put off

till tomorrow people you can kill today.

-He ain't armed and he's drunk!

-There ain't no law against killing drunks.

If you intend to open your lying mouth

about me or my friends again...

then go heeled and ready to fight!

What are you doing here?

Ike Clanton's been going around

all morning...

saying they're gonna shoot the first Earp

who shows his face.

Just lke?

Come away with me now.

We'll leave the trouble behind and go.

-Leave? I'm not gonna leave.

-Please, Wyatt.

I don't want to see you shot down in

some street fight I don't even understand.

This is where we live.

My brothers and me,

we've staked it all on this place.

It's nothing. It's a mining camp,

dirty and small-minded.

It's our home...

and I'm not leaving.

Not for the Clantons or the McLaurys,

or anybody.

Not even you.

Then give me a gun.

I'll kill anyone who tries to hurt you.

Go home.

Thinking about you could get me killed.

I love you, Wyatt.

If you leave me, I'll kill myself.

And I'll do it this time. I swear.

I swear before God Almighty

I will kill myself.

It'll be on your head.

Do you hear me?

If you don't break off with that whore,

you will come back and find me dead.

Talk to me,

you cold-hearted son of a b*tch.

There are men out there I may have to kill.

I don't have time for this today.

Marshal, they're out there, sir.

You heard?

You know how many?

Wonder if Curly Bill

and them boys come in.

What did you hear?

Ike's been up all night drinking,

trying to screw up the courage to kill us.

Billy Clanton, Frank McLaury,

and Billy Claiborne came in this morning.

-Curly Bill? Indian Charlie?

-I don't know, Morg.

Could be anybody's here.

-Where's Holliday?

-He hasn't been around.

All right, let him sleep.

How do you want to handle this, Wyatt?

I'm gonna have some coffee.

-Why don't you give me one of the cigars?

-Sure.

Is there gonna be a fight?

I think there must be.

Do you want some help?

Thanks, Clem.

They just moved out of the O.K. Corral

down by Fly's.

Looks like lke and Billy Clanton...

the McLaurys, Billy Claiborne.

Maybe more.

Let's go.

Where the hell are you going?

We're going down the street.

I think I'll join you.

We intend to disarm them

and take them in. You understand?

I understand, but do you think they will?

Put that under your coat.

No use provoking them

till we get a chance to talk.

Hell, I've heard enough talk already.

Now hold on here.

Don't go down there. There'll be trouble.

Just gonna take away their guns.

No. There's no need for that.

I disarmed them.

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