Yellow Sky Page #5
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a hurry about that if I was you.
[Walrus]
Where'd you come from?
I told you to meet me behind
them rocks. You didn't do it.
- Well, you see, Dude here-
- I'm givin' the orders around here.
[Dude]
We'll talk about that later.
Right now, we wanna know
The old man told 'em to move out.
- For good?
- Huh. He must've been shot
in the head, not the leg.
Well, come on.
Let's load up and git.
Just a minute.
Before we talk about loadin',
there's one thing I wanna get straight.
- What about our deal with the old man?
- Well, what about it?
There's a fortune in there-
enough for everybody...
includin'the old man and the girl.
[Laughs]
Now it comes.
Up to last night, I figured
the same way you fellas did.
I was just tryin' to save us a lot of trouble
when I said we'd split 50-50.
If it hadn't been for them Apaches
comin'in, maybe I'd still feel the same.
But the old man played it square,
stuck to his bargain.
If it hadn't been for that, we'd all
be layin' around here dead right now.
Whether you like it or not,
we're givin' 'em their full share.
If that don't suit you, you've got a fight
on your hands and you better get at it quick.
It's a free country, ain't it?
Majority rules. I say we take a vote on it.
I told you once before.
I don't like votes.
We busted our backs
diggin' this stuff out, boss.
We've been scared offby Indians,
shot at by an old desert rat...
- and that he-girl ofhis.
- Throw down your guns.
It's five to one.
Nobody's anxious to see you dead,
Stretch, but we want that gold...
and we want all of it.
There's plenty more left here. If that girl
and the old man want it, they can dig for it.
I've waited all my life
to make a killing like this...
and I'm not giving
half my share to anybody.
[Ricochets]
Give up now,
and we'll call it quits!
You better do like he says, 'cause
we're gonna play billiards with you...
till we run you out of them rocks.
Then we're gonna pick you off
like a turkey.
[Dude]
- [Bull Run] But I don't think-
- Who cares what you think?
You're in this now
whether you like it or not.
[Echoing]
Come on! I'll keep you covered!
[Panting]
[Footsteps]
- What are you doin' runnin' around here?
- You're hurt.
Get down!
Can you make it to the house?
- Horses are already in the barn.
- Well, we had him.
- [Half Pint] That fool girl.
Almost filled us full of holes
with that buffalo gun of hers.
[Walrus] Come on! Let's go back
and load up and get out of here.
And spend the rest of your days...
waiting for Stretch
to stick a gun in your back?
Not me. I'm not leavin'
till we get him.
- [Door Closes]
- What happened?
Oh, me and the boys
had a little... argument.
About our deal?
Couldn't see it your way, eh?
Huh. We figured that was it.
[Mutters]
Grandpa!
You shouldn't get out of bed.
Aw, a lot healthier down here.
Here.
Thanks.
What'll they do next?
It's hard to say
with me not there to tell 'em.
You've got yourself
quite a granddaughter, mister.
[Grandpa Chuckles]
I know that.
It's her future that's worrying me.
[Sighs]
Yeah.
[Coyote Howling]
[Coyote Howling]
Mighty quiet out there.
- [Horse Whinnying]
- Shh!
- Means they're leavin'.
- Might...
if Dude's got anything
to say about it.
He's gold crazy.
Can't tell about Lengthy.
He's got other things on his mind.
You, Walrus, Bull Run-
cover the back door.
I told Half Pint to take the front door
soon as he gets back.
I'll cover the window.
If he comes out...
- let him have it.
- Wait a minute.
Before anybody starts giving orders
around here, let's get one thing settled.
I got first call on that girl,
understand?
- I do.
All right.
Go ahead and take her.
All I want is that gold.
Come on. Let's go.
[Gun C*cks]
Stretch!
You listening?
We know that if we try to blast you out,
some of us are gonna get hurt.
On the other hand, if we run off
with the gold and leave you still alive...
we've got sense enough to know that
you'll keep looking until you find us.
So we've decided
to do what you wanted-
split with the old man and the girl.
Course it's not exactly
what we'd like to do...
but you can't have everything.
What do you say?
[Whispering]
Get in back!
I'm gonna open the door.
[Shouting]
That suits me! Come on in!
Did you get him?
[Lengthy] Yeah, I'm sure we did.
I saw him fall.
Why, you dirty-
[Glass Shatters]
Hey, lady! Lady!
It's me- Walrus.
I got Bull Run with me.
He's bleedin' somethin' awful.
[Groans]
This ain't no trick, ma'am.
I got it in the belly.
Looks like the kid's done for.
Let him in.
Bring him in!
[Grunting]
There you are.
[Footsteps]
- We thought you was dead.
- Well, you was wrong.
[Door Closes]
- [Pan Clatters]
- [Water Gushes, Stops]
[Bull Run]
I hurt, Stretch.
I was kind of wantin'
to get back to see my folks...
but I hurt, Stretch.
Can't just let him lie there and die.
- [Gunshot]
- [Pottery Shatters]
There ain't nothin'
you can do for him now, ma'am.
[Walrus]
Funny thing.
He was the only one against
comin' here in the first place.
What are they gonna try next?
Guess they ain't gonna try nothin' but...
get each other and winner take all.
Where are they now?
Dude took a shot at Lengthy, tried
to get him in the back of the head...
just when he thought he'd got you.
Then he let out for town,
Lengthy after him.
Guess they didn't figure
I was worth botherin' about.
- Where are the horses?
- Down at the saloon, where we left the gold.
- Half Pint's coverin' the front door.
- Tell him to get in here.
Hey, Half Pint!
Dude and Lengthy run off!
Ain't either of them aimin'
to share that gold with nobody.
Me and Bull Run is... in here.
Keep your hands up and come on in.
[Gun C*cks]
Get over there on the floor.
- Where you goin', boss?
- Where do you think?
Now, you stay here, Mike.
[Coyote Howling]
[Wind Blowing]
[Creaking]
Go on.
- [Horse Whinnies]
- [Bags Hit Floor]
[Whinnying]
[Clicking]
[Panting]
[Whimpering]
[Sighs]
- [Table Clatters]
- [Gasping, Panting]
Grandpa!
Grandpa! Grandpa!
[Dogs Barking]
[Dogs Barking]
- [Blows]
- [Dice Rattling]
[Snaps Fingers]
Come on. Raise your hands.
It's all there,
every cent we took.
Let me have that. No, no.
Not that. The hat.
[Snickers]
How much you pay for that?
- That doesn't matter. You can have it.
- How much did you pay for it?
Four dollars.
- Oh, uh, thanks.
- [Exhales]
And he has my hat.
Here they come, Grandpa.
[Walrus]
Whoa. Whoa.
- Well?
- We did it.
So help me.
It hurt, but we did it.
I paid for it.
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