Young Guns II Page #3

IN MY ELBOW.

MAKES MY RIGHT ARM

KIND OF...WHOA!

HOLD STILL NOW.

IAMSTILL.

JUST SHOO THE CHAIN, OK?

GOD DAMN.

IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU, DOC.

I KNEW:

YOU'D COME BACK.

WE MADE A PACT,

REMEMBER?

YOU, ME, AND CHAVEZ.

PALS FOREVER.

BILLY,

THE CHAINS.

LOOK. I DON'T CARE

IF YOU GUYS:

SWAPPED SPITTLE AND PISSED

IN EACH OTHER'S BOOTS.

I DON'T TAKE TO TENDERFOOTS

IN MY GANG,

AND I DEFINITELY DON'T TAKE

TO NO MEXICANS.

IT AIN'T YOUR GANG,

DAVE.

MEXICAN-INDIAN,

YOU SON OF A B*TCH.

OH! I'M SORRY!

HEY, TELL ME SOMETHING,

CHAVEZ.

WAS IT THE SAVAGES PUTTING I TO A MEXICAN WHORE,

OR WAS IT AN INDIAN WHORE

PUTTING IT TO:

THE WHOLE GOD DAMN MEXICAN ARMY?

HO, HO, HO!

GOD DAMN IT.

REMEMBER SOMETHING,

DAVE.

THESE BOYS:

ARE THE LINCOLN COUNTY

REGULATORS.

YEAH. WAS.

WERE.

BILLY, COME ON.

THE CHAIN.

YOU'RE RIGHT, DOC.

WERE.

THERE AIN'T NO REGULATORS

NO MORE.

NO ROOM FOR THEM.

NO ROOM FOR ME.

BILLY, PLEASE.

I'M TAKING

THE MEXICAN BLACKBIRD.

WHAT?

WHAT ARE YOU TAKING?

THE BROKEN TRAIL

THAT GO DOWN TO OLD MEXICO.

ONLY ME AND A FEW OTHER BOYS

KNOW IT.

TAKE THE TRAIL BELOW.

HEY, DOC...

ONCE YOU'RE DOWN THERE,

THESE BASKET MEN,

PAY THEM,

AND THEY'LL COME UP

AND GET YOUR BELONGINGS,

YOUR FAMILY,

WHATEVER YOU NEED.

COME HERE, BILLY.

WHY DON'T YOU JUS SHOOT THE CHAIN, OK?

ALL RIGHT.

LISTEN HERE.

MOUNT UP.

WE'RE TAKING

THE MEXICAN BLACKBIRD, HUH?

OLD MEXICO. LET'S GO.

COME ON.

WHERE'D

YOU FIND HIM?

THAT'S PRETTY GOOD.

IT'S FOR YOU.

IT'S FROM NEW YORK.

IT'S FOR THE HORSE.

THAT HORSE:

AIN'T FOR SALE, DOC,

BUT, UH...

HOW ABOUT MY BOOTS?

THEY'RE NICE

AND BROKE AND--

SON OF A B*TCH!

WOO HOO HOO!

COME ON, BILLY.

KILL THAT TENDERFOO SON OF A B*TCH!

GET ON TOP OF HIM!

COME ON!

COME ON. BREAK IT UP, BILLY!

I KNOW YOU,

YOU SON OF A B*TCH!

YOU KNOW ME, HUH?

WELL, I KNOW YOU!

YOU KILLED HALF THE MEN

I GOT CREDIT FOR.

I SAW YOU WITH BLOOD

ALL OVER YOURSELF.

I SAW YOU KILL!

JUST BECAUSE YOU WEN BACK EAST AND MARRIED,

PUT ON A SILK CRAVAT,

THAT DON'T CHANGE

WHAT YOU DID!

DAMN IT, CHAVEZ!

LET ME HAVE--

YOU REMEMBER:

JOHN TUNSTALL?

REMEMBER THE STORIES

HE'D TELL US

ABOUT THE THREE CHINAMEN

PLAYING FAN-TAN?

SOMEONE RUNS UP TO THEM

AND SAYS, "HEY!

THE WORLD lS COMlNG

TO AN END."

AND THE FIRST ONE SAYS,

"WELL, I BEST GO

TO THE MlSSlON AND PRAY."

AND THE SECOND ONE SAYS,

"WELL, HELL!

I'M GOlNG TO GO BUY ME A CASE

OF MESCAL AND SlX WHORES."

AND THE THlRD ONE SAYS,

"WELL, I SHALL FlNlSH THE GAME."

I SHALL FINISH THE GAME, DOC.

WHOEVER'S GOING FOR OLD MEXICO,

WE RIDE NOW.

JOSIAH, THIS AIN' THE UNTAMED PRAIRIE

YOU USED TO:

RUN FREE OVER.

I GOT A FAMILY:

I GOT TO GET BACK TO, PAT.

THE NEW GOVERNOR WAS

THE GENERAL AT SHILOH...

HE'S GOT MILITIA,

HE'S GOT ARMY,

HE'S GOT MONEY

TO PAY GLORY HUNTERS

TO RUN YOU:

DAY AND NIGHT,

AND THEY'RE

ON THEIR WAY,

AND THEY WILL:

KILL YOU, DOC.

YOU TAKE CARE:

OF YOURSELF, PAT.

THEY'LL

CATCH YOU, DOC,

AND CATCH ME.

EVERYBODY BUT HIM.

THE VILLAGERS SAY

HE'S ADIABLERO.

HE CAN CHANGE:

INTO A COYOTE,

DISAPPEAR, AND NEVER

GETS KILLED.

ME?

I JUST THINK:

HE'S THE LUCKIES WHITE EYE IN NEW MEXICO.

BUT HE'LL CROSS

THE BORDER.

HE WILL.

CHAVEZ, I CAN'T RIDE

WITH HIM ANYMORE.

TRYING TO SPEND THE LAST YEAR

FORGETTING ABOUT HIM.

READ ABOUT HIM:

IN THE NEWSPAPER

AND THEM DAMN:

FIVE- CENT BOOKS.

JESUS CHRIST,

THE CHILDREN:

IN NEW YORK CITY

IMITATE HIM:

IN THE STREETS.

HE'S IN MY SLEEP.

YOU GOTTA UNDERSTAND

WHAT I'M SAYING.

IT'S OVER.

WHEN THE SPIRIT HORSE COMES,

THEN IT'S OVER.

WELL, CHAVEZ KNEW

WHAT HE WAS TALKING ABOUT.

HE HAD SEEN THE SOLDIERS

MURDER HIS ENTIRE FAMILY,

AND HE'D BEEN HUNTED DOWN

LIKE A DOG:

AND THROWN IN THE PIT.

HE KNEW HIS ONLY CHANCE

WAS TO SKIN OU:

AND HEAD SOUTH.

YAH! YAH!

BUT DOC,

HE DID HAVE SOMETHING ELSE

TO GO BACK TO,

AND ALTHOUGH HIM AND ME

WERE LIKE BROTHERS

AND HE REALLY WANTED TO

RIDE WITH ME,

HE JUST NEEDED SOME TIME

TO THINK ABOUT IT.

OH, NO.

OK, READY?

GRAB A HOLD.

LIFT HIM UP.

[PRAYING IN LATIN]

WHERE'S THE HAMMER?

LUKE,

GIVE US A HAND.

THAT'S IT.

GOT IT?

WHERE ARE WE GONNA

PUT THIS?

WE WANT HIS HEAD.

YOU UNDERSTAND THAT,

SHERIFF KIMBEL?

I WANT YOU:

TO GET ON YOUR HORSE,

AND I WANT YOU TO TRACK

THIS LITTLE FIEND

TO THE EDGE:

OF THE EARTH.

I WANT YOU TO:

ASSASSINATE HIM.

I WANT YOU TO DELIVER

HIS HEAD IN BURLAP!

I'D RATHER DRINK TURPENTINE

AND PISS ON A BRUSH FIRE.

I AIN' TOUCHIN' THIS ONE.

BILLY,

WHERE ARE THE MEN

YOU PROMISED US?

I THOUGHT YOU SAID

YOU HAD AN ARMY.

I DO.

HERE IT COMES.

JESUS...JUST ONE?

THAT'S ALL

YOU COULD FIND?

NO ONE:

WANT TO COME.

EVERYONE AFRAID.

ARE YOU:

A FARMER?

YES, SIR.

MY NAME'S

HENDRY WILLIAM FRENCH.

YOU EVER SHOO ANYBODY BEFORE,

HENDRY WILLIAM:

FRENCH?

YOU EVER SHOO ANYTHING BEFORE?

SAGE HEN.

SAGE HEN!

AHH...

WELL, TELL ME

SOMETHING, HENDRY.

WHY IS IT YOU WANNA

JOIN MY GANG, HUH?

WELL, I AIN'T--

I AIN'T A FARMER

NO MORE.

UH...LOST MY WIFE

TO THE POX,

LOST MY LAND:

TO THE MONEY MEN.

HEY, BIG CASINO...

WHY DON'T YOU SAW A FOO OFF OF THIS THING

IN CASE WE RUN INTO

GOVERNOR WALLACE ON THE WAY.

I DON'T THINK I'M GONNA

MAKE THIS ONE, KID.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

YOU GOTTA COME WITH US, PAT.

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO,

STAY HERE:

AND SCRUB POTS FOR BEEVER?

I MAY HAVE OLD BEEVER

SCRUB THE POTS FOR ME.

I'M BUYING THIS PLACE,

TURNING I INTO AN EATING HOUSE.

THERE'S WILDCAT MONEY

COMING IN HERE.

I GOT TO STAKE MY PIECE

WHILE I STILL GO A FAIR ENOUGH NAME.

WHAT NAME?

YOU'D BE RIDING

WITH KNOWN MEN, PATSY.

YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO BE

A KNOWN MAN IN NEW MEXICO.

HELL,

I'LL BE A KNOWN MAN.

NEXT TIME:

YOU RIDE THROUGH HERE,

THERE'LL BE

A BIG OLD SIGN OUT THERE

SAYS "GARRETT'S PLACE."

IT'S TIME

I GOT AN INCOME:

THAT AIN' FROM STEALING HORSES.

WELL, YOU REMEMBER

SOMETHING, PAT.

I NEVER STOLE A HORSE

FROM SOMEONE I DIDN'T LIKE.

IF I DIDN'T LIKE THEM,

I JUST WOULDN' EVEN BOTHER WITH THEM.

NO. HE'D JUST KILL THEM.

HEY, COME ON, PAT!

YOU'RE ONE OF US!

YOU'VE ALWAYS

BEEN ONE OF US!

I ALWAYS WILL BE, BILLY.

WELL, GO ON, THEN!

GO ON!

WE DON'T NEED YOU, PAT!

WE DON'T NEED HIM.

AH!

SOAPWEED, I GOT YOU!

YOU WANT TO EA OUT OF MY ASHCANS?

GO ON. HAVE A CHEW!

GO ON! GO ON!

HOWDY, BEEVER.

GO ON.

SIT WITH THE BOYS.

WHAT THE HELL'S THIS?

THIS?

THIS IS THE PRINCE

OF PENNSYLVANIA.

MMM, MMM, MMM.

[SIGHS]

[CLANGING]

THE FIRST STOP:

ALONG THE BLACKBIRD

WAS TO RAISE SOMEDINEROS,

AND JOHN SIMPSUM CHISUM

WAS THE RICHEST MAN

IN THE TERRITORY.

NOT ONLY THAT,

BUT AS ANYONE FAMILIAR

WITH THE LINCOLN WAR KNOWS,

HE WAS A FINANCIAL PARTNER

OF TUNSTALL AND McSWEEN,

WHICH MADE HIM AN ALLY.

OLD JOHN:

ADMIRED MY PLUCK

AND LOVED ME:

LIKE I WAS HIS OWN SON.

WELL, BY GOD.

YOU REALLY TURNED OU TO BE A SNAKE, BILLY.

WHEN THEY CATCH YOU,

THEY'RE GONNA DRY GULCH

YOUR STINKING BONES.

I'M JUST TRYING TO GE MY FRIENDS TO OLD MEXICO.

WE NEED SOME PESOS.

NOW, I'VE DONE

SOME FIGURING,

AND I FIGURE YOU OWE US,

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