Young Guns II Page #7

LET'S FINISH THE GAME.

PETE?

PETE, DID YOU BUTCHER

THIS MORNING?

[CLICK]

#QUIEN ES?

I SHOT EVERYTHING

IN THE WORLD EXCEPT YOU,

BUT YOU STILL:

WOULDN'T GO BELOW.

WHY?

THE SAME REASON:

YOU COULDN'T STAY HERE

AND RUN A CANTINA.

BUT YOU'D BE ALIVE.

IN OLD MEXICO,

YOU'D BE ALIVE.

I'M STILL ALIVE, PAT,

AND I BELONG HERE.

NOT NO MORE, BILLY.

THE PEOPLE LIKE ME HERE.

THEY WANT ME HERE.

NOT NO MORE, BILLY.

YOU GONNA SHOOT ME, PAT?

I GOT NO CHOICE.

WELL, WHAT ARE YOU

WAITING FOR?

YOU COULD:

LET ME GO, PAT.

I COULD WALK:

OUT THAT DOOR:

AND HEAD STRAIGH FOR OLD MEXICO.

YOU COULD SAY:

YOU KILLED ME.

NO ONE:

WOULD EVER KNOW.

YOU'D COME BACK...

LIKE A DAMN NIGHTMARE.

SHOW UP IN ARIZONA

STEALING COWS,

AND THEY'D STONE ME.

YOU KILLED THE BOYS,

PATSY!

NO, BILLY...

YOU DID.

IF I WAS WITH YOU,

I'D BE ONE OF THEM.

THIS HURTS, KID,

BUT I'M IN A PLACE

I CAN'T GET OUT OF...

AND I GOTTA DO IT.

YEAH.

YOU GOTTA DO IT, PAT.

DO IT.

YOU KNOW, I ALWAYS SAID

THAT IF I CARED FOR SOMEONE,

THERE'S NOTHING

I WOULD FAIL TO DO.

SO I'M GOING TO

MAKE IT EASY ON YOU.

YOU REMEMBER SOMETHING,

PAT.

YOU'LL NEVER BE ME.

YOU'LL ONLY BE THE MAN

THAT SHOT BILLY THE KID.

HASTA LA VISTA.

HASTA LA VISTA,

YOU CRAZY SON OF A B*TCH.

[SCREAMING]

[PRIEST SPEAKING LATIN]

REMEMBER WILLIAM BONNEY,

''DUST THOU ART,

AND UNTO DUS THOU SHALT RETURN.''

[LAUGHTER]

YEAH. OH, YEAH...

I NEVER STOLE A HORSE

FROM SOMEONE I DIDN'T LIKE.

DID I LIKE HIM?

HELL, NO.

I LOVED THE SON OF A B*TCH.

YOU ASK ME IF I HAVE SCARS.

YES, SIR, I HAVE MY SCARS.

MR. ROBERTS.

BILL, WAIT.

BILLY!

I DON'T THINK SO,

DAVE.

AAAHHH!

[GUNFIRE]

PALS.

ASSAY!

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

Bon Jov:

?? I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING ??

?? AND I RAISE MY WEARY HEAD ??

?? I'VE GOT AN OLD COA FOR A PILLOW ??

?? AND THE EARTH

WAS LAST NIGHT'S BED ??

??

?? I DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M GOING

?? ONLY I KNOWS

WHERE I'VE BEEN ??

?? I'M A DEVIL ON THE RUN ??

?? A SIX-GUN LOVER ??

?? A GAMBLE IN THE WIND ??

?? YEAH ??

I'LL MAKE YOU FAMOUS.

HA HA HA HA HA!

?? WHEN YOU'RE BROUGH INTO THIS WORLD ??

?? WITH A SEA OF BONE AND SIN ??

?? WELL, AT LEAS THE GAME IS SOMETHING ??

?? I DIDN'T HAVE TO STEAL

OR HAVE TO WIN ??

?? WELL, THEY TELL ME

THAT I'M WANTED ??

?? YEAH, I'M A WANTED MAN ??

?? I'M A COLT IN YOUR STABLE ??

?? I'M WHAT CAIN WAS TO ABEL ??

?

?? MISTER, CATCH ME IF YOU CAN ?

?? I'M GOING DOWN

IN A BLAZE OF GLORY ??

?? TAKE ME NOW,

BUT KNOW THE TRUTH ??

?? WELL, I'M GOING DOWN

IN A BLAZE OF GLORY ??

?? WELL, LORD,

I NEVER DREW FIRST ??

?? BUT I DREW FIRST BLOOD

I'M THE DEVIL'S SON ??

?? CALL ME YOUNG GUN ??

?? YEAH ??

?? SHOT DOWN

IN A BLAZE OF GLORY ??

?? TAKE ME NOW,

BUT KNOW THE TRUTH ??

?? WELL, I'M GOING OU IN A BLAZE OF GLORY ??

??

?? LORD, I NEVER DREW FIRS

?? BUT I DREW FIRST BLOOD,

AND I KNOW WHAT SIDE ??

?? CALL ME YOUNG GUN ??

?? I'M A YOUNG GUN ??

?? YOUNG GUN ??

?? YEAH, YEAH, YEAH ??

?? YOUNG GUN ????

?? I'VE JUST SEEN TROUBLE ??

?? HE'S CALLING OU YOUR NAME TONIGHT ??

??

?? YOU BETTER GET YOUR GUNS

?? YOU COULD WALK AWAY ??

?? BUT I KNOW

YOU WERE BORN TO FIGHT ??

??

?? SO, BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS

?? THEBANDOLEROSWERE STRUNG OU IN THE PROMENADE ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?? AND THE WIND WHISPERED

SOFTLY ??

?? THAT THE DEVIL'S TO BLAME ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?? THERE'S TROUBLE BLOWING

LIKE A HURRICANE ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?? THERE'S A PRICE ON YOUR HEAD

FOR THE PRICE OF FAME ??

?? AND IT'LL NEVER CHANGE ??

?? THEY CHRISTEN YOU

WITH WHISKEY ??

?

?? AND THERE'S FIRE

RUNNING THROUGH YOUR VEINS ?

?? WELL, YOU'RE AN OUTLAW

JUST THE SAME ??

?? AND EVERY NIGHT,

A BULLET WEARS YOUR NAME ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?? THERE'S TROUBLE BLOWING

LIKE A HURRICANE ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?? THERE'S A PRICE ON YOUR HEAD

FOR THE PRICE OF FAME ??

?? AND IT'LL NEVER CHANGE ??

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ??

?

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS... ?

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY

WARNER BROS.

CAPTIONED BY THE NATIONAL

?? BILLY, GET YOUR GUNS ????

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