Young Guns Page #5

Alex? What are you gonna do?

ALEX:

I'm gonna try to reach the President myself...

legally. It won't be easy to get past the Governor,

he's got so many.

BILLY:

You know, I got plans for the Governor, he's got so

many.

DOC:

Alex, what if you can't get in touch with Hayes?

ALEX:

I go back to Lincoln and re-open John's store. Try

to deal with that. That's what John would want.

BILLY:

We'll escort you.

ALEX:

You'd be a death sentence to anybody right now,

Billy. I don't want your help.

BILLY:

Alex... You didn't see what they did to John... We

did!

ALEX:

Christ, Billy...

SUSAN:

Thank you Billy. Billy, please go to old Mexico.

Please.

BILLY:

Gentlemen, let's ride.

ALEX:

What the hell happened, Doc?

DOC:

There's a whirlwind out there. When you're in it,

you can't get out. I'm sorry. I was wondering if you

remember that China doll? You know at the dance..

fandango? I was wondering seeing that you're lawyer

and all... maybe there was a legal way...

ALEX:

I don't even have enough ground to stand on anymore,

Doc, I mean it...

DOC:

Okay, yeah... okay...thanks. Take care of yourself,

Alex. Okay.

BILLY:

Well, what the hell's the matter with him?

STEVE:

I don't know, Jesus, he's belly-achn' about

something or another... About something he read in

the newspaper... he got mighty spooked.

CHARLEY:

Dirty Steve told me, Billy... told me what they're

writing in the papers.

DOC:

Steven told him about the party that Sheriff

Peppin's planning for us.

BILLY:

Party? Oh, you mean the hanging.

CHAVEZ:

...chivato.

CHARLEY:

Goddamn it, Billy? You ever see a man hanged? His

face turns flat purple... and his eyes come up on

him.

BILLY:

Yeah, I seen Red Smitty hang. Seen his head come

clean off! It was a hell of a sight!

DOC:

Billy? I don't think Charley wants to hear about Red

Smitty. I think that what he'd like to hear is that

we're not going to hang.

CHARLEY:

You mess your trousers they say. Gals watching and

everything.

BILLY:

If we get caught, Charley, we're gonna hag. But

there's many a slip twixt the cup and the lip.

CHARLEY:

We gotta do something before they catch us. You all

gotta let me do something.

BILLY:

Okay, Charley.

STEVE:

Damn Charley, this is your last wish. Did your

little carrot wet, you could've done that back in

Juarez.

DOC:

Some kind of a special woman, Dirt Face. You'll

understand that one day.

BILLY:

Alright gentlemen, square up and shell out for

Charley. We'll be in the den. Just yell if you need

any help.

BILLY:

Pat Garret.

PAT:

That's right.

BILLY:

What are you doing here? No one's supposed to come

in here.

PAT:

Going back to Louisiana for family business. Wanted

to see the boy who's become such a sensation.

BILLY:

How'd you find me here?

PAT:

I'm a tracker. Gonna be hell as sheriff, if they

elect me.

BILLY:

What are you saying, Pat?

PAT:

The officials have asked me to run.

BILLY:

Well, then I'm asking you to run too. That way! Or

I'll take your shittin' scalp like I did Brady's.

PAT:

Billy...I ain't the law yet. And I ain't here to get

your ass hairs up. I come to tell you some bad news

about a friend we share. McSween, Tunstall's lawyer.

BILLY:

What about Alex?

PAT:

He's gonna die. Tomorrow. He and his wife at his

house. Murphy knows he's coming back to Lincoln

tomorrow. They're gonna wait till he's home and go

pay a visit.

BILLY:

What time are they expecting him?

PAT:

Supper time. I figure you were the only fellow with

the pluck to get up some...McSween partisans across

the border. I ain't been to Louisiana for a spell.

I'll see you, Billy.

BILLY:

Hey. Garret? Are you my friend?

PAT:

Yes, I am, Bill.

BILLY:

Regulators! Hey, Charley. Maybe you should stay. You

can't shoot worth a piss anyhow! Besides, your gal's

crying. She's really giving me a headache.

DOC:

Charley, you got a wife now. You should stay.

CHARLEY:

It's ain't easy having pals.

DOC:

Alex!

BILLY:

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