Ladies!
Ladies.
They're hangin' your husbands at noon.
They're bringing in
the Thorntons.
They're the ones
that got our money.
They got the Thorntons.
I had my life savings
in that bank.
Make way, boys.
Hang 'em!
If we don't water these animals,
we'll end up walkin' to town.
The bank in Dutchman's.
How could they?
So close to home.
I don't believe it.
Charlie said the banker's daughter got
her head blown completely clean off.
Better prepare
ourselves.
I've never seen three people
hang at once. Two maybe.
Once time over
at J udge Parker's tree,
but they were I njuns,
so that don't count.
Go back to the ranch, lock the
gate and hang tight, Charlie.
This is no time for those stolen steers
or those Army mules to go visiting.
You don't know
they're stolen.
We sure married
into a den of thieves.
I think of 'em
as highwaymen.
And bank
robbers now.
Rock of ages
Cleft for me
Let me hide
Myself in thee
Let the water
And the blood
From thy wounded
Side which flows
Not the labor
In my hands
Could fulfill
Thy law demands
Told you,
my darling Greta,
we'd see the dead faces of the
men who took your life from me.
I'd hustle up some more ice there,
M r. Van Damm, if I were you.
Looks like it's gonna be
hotter than hammer today.
I got a. 44 ball
in my foot.
Any a you gals got a drink
of whiskey for Little Jemmy?
Thank you.
Oh, hell,
that ain't right.
This ain't right,
Preacher.
Hanging a wounded
man like this.
You'll be out
of pain soon, trash.
You all know
Little Jemmy Thornton.
And all of you know that
this young man's single fault
was not his skill
with a running iron.
Or occasionally road-mining a stagecoach.
But his failure to avoid low companions.
He was always fair and
generous with his friends.
Always a smile
on his face.
And a whistle
on his ruby lips.
And we know he'd never do a thin' wrong.
Oh, please Lord.
Open that safe or I'll
split this child
like a spring hog.
I told ya.
The combination don't come until
tomorrow on the payroll stage.
There's nothin'
I can do.
Everybody knows that Cash
Thornton never killed a man.
Kiss my little brother's dead asshole
and goddamn
your lyin' eyes.
Praise the Lord, boys!
When the man shows up in
hell with a curse on his lips,
Satan smiles.
Don't fight me. This ain't your first time.
You have no
cash in your pocket.
No, but I got this.
Little Jemmy's gonna kill you,
Cash Thornton.
One to go.
I know that Frank Thornton
might deal a second now and then.
And he might put his brand
on someone else's calf.
But I know he was always a gentleman.
Jake? Do something, you
custle-gutted son of a bitch
or I'll blast your brains in the dirt.
Goddamn it, Maxine. No need
to point your pistol at me.
You used to be a decent woman 'til you
started hanging around with this trash.
Takes trash
to know trash.
All right, folks, it's all over. Go home.
Their wives might know
where the money is.
The boys always did brag about
a stash they had somewhere
when they'd get drunk and
shoot their mouths off.
My fee,
M r. Van Damm.
Money is a seducer.
And the Lord works
in mysterious ways
but not without cash.
Preacher,
make damn sure
Greta makes it
to consecrated ground.
Well, Tucson. Or Agua
Piage is very, you know,
depends on the weather. She'll
have a good, Christian burial.
Concentrated ground.
Our men, too.
Whoa!
What the hell
was that?
I don't want Greta riding in
the same wagon as her killers.
It won't happen.
Hell, Van Dam.
I heard it was your teller that
killed your beautiful daughter.
Come on,
goddamn it.
Oh, my God.
Greta?
Greta?
Those sons of bitches
stole all the money in town.
They ain't giving it back now.
They didn't even
kill nobody.
Move it out.
What now?
Kiss the bastards goodbye
then have a drink
might be traditional
at this point, I think.
I ain't gonna kiss
no dead man, honey.
Come on.
Let's go.
Why the hell didn't you
worthless idiots do somethin'?
She coulda
killed me.
You don't say
nothing to me.
That damn woman could shoot the
hairs off a frog's ass at 40 steps.
Frogs ain't got
no hair!
I want you,
two assholes,
to get up to the Thornton
place and keep an eye on things.
Maybe those whores do
know where the money is.
Now get!
They were just lying
there, drunk.
Around the campfire.
Playing poker.
That little one,
he tried to run.
But he didn't run too good
with a. 44 slug in his foot.
My Little Jemmy never
ran from nothin', damn it!
He had rabbit turds
in his boots, lady.
Drinks around!
Whiskey's on us, boys.
Son of a bitch better hope I
never meet him in a dark alley.
What will you do? H ump
the poor devil to death?
Enough.
Girls? All of us chipped in for the bottle.
You best take it home
to do your grievin'.
Not a bad idea.
We could run those Army mules on the ring.
I forgot about them. Maybe we should
go back and take care of business.
Absolutely.
Long as they think we
know where the money is,
they'll be coming after us sooner or later.
We don't know
anything.
Our dear departed husbands didn't
have the sense to stash any money.
Let's get
outta here.
I'm going
back to bed.
Let me just
pee first.
Hey, honey.
How 'bout a kiss?
Wash the grief
right out of ya.
Not a chance.
You used to do the whole number for $5.
That was before I was a
married woman. I'm a widow now.
But I'll tell
you what.
I'll piss on your foot for
free if you don't move it.
How come those idiots never
stole anything worth a shit,
and when they did they forgot
to tell us where they hid it.
Let's go.
So you
Pinkerton boys,
were bringing a stallion back from Mexico
when you ran
into the gang, huh?
Dead drunk and
pissin' in their boots.
Saw the bank's bag. We
figured they were dirty.
Playing poker
with stolen cash.
This state senator
out of Waco, Texas,
he paid a king's
ransom for that horse.
Some greaser
stole him.
Reward's a
pretty penny.
We figured somebody'd pay
to have those boys back.
You didn't notice the rest
of the bank loot, did you?
J ust what we
brought in, sir.
We pressed 'em a bit,
especially the little one.
He cried and blubbered
but wouldn't give it up.
They probably
stashed it some place.
Of course it's none
of our business.
It's a long ride to Waco and not
much there when you get there.
But Dallas ain't
too far away.
Hot water, clean sheets, and lazy whores.
Them boys
are professional.
Professional what? I didn't
see the rest of the money.
Well, if the Thorntons
stashed it,
I'll find it.
Maxine?
I wish you wouldn't talk so
hard and mean about our men.
I'm sorry, Bridget.
I know you loved Jemmy.
Question is,
what will we do now?
Well, we've got a good piece of
ground and it's free and clear.
We'll have to fight
to keep it.
Maybe if we don't run,
they won't chase us.
And if they do chase us, we'll
just shoot their little nuts off.
Hey, Bridget, where's
that horse pistol a yours?
I n my saddlebag. But if you
don't stop sipping whiskey, lady,
you won't hit a barn wall standing inside.
Oh, yeah?
Watch that cactus.
Maybe we'd better
get on home.
Who put you
in charge, dearie?
Figure it out
for yourself then.
You never had
any sense anyway.
You could've married that rancher
from Tascosa and lived a fine life.
But you had to run off
with sweet-talkin' Frank.
At least my cows never found me drunk
and sleeping on the schoolhouse table.
Girls. How long we've been
married to the Thornton brothers?
And how come in all that time
we ain't never been friends?
They liked to be called
the Thornton Gang.
Any chance they mighta hidden
that bank money on the ranch?
I know every foot
of that place.
Good. That means they won't be following us.
Maybe not.
But we better pack our bags and
keep our horses saddled just in case.
By morning these boys will be prime.
I want you to lead 'em all up there
and strip the hide
off those women.
Find out where
it's all hid.
It won't be
that easy.
That goddamn Maxine
is hell with a. 44-40.
You afraid?
No, just careful, sir. And hungry.
How hungry are you?
Oh, hungry enough for
anything you had in mind.
I own all the claims
up to the ridge.
I thought the creek
was played out.
So did everybody else.
But when they bring those
hydra miners in form California,
they'll find
the real gold.
And I bought up
all the claims.
Trouble is, I haven't
registered them yet.
I've got more money
tied up on those claims
than all the rest of the
money they stole from the bank.
I want half.
Fifteen per cent.
J ust because
I could use a partner.
Not enough, unless you
wanna come along with us.
All right. Twenty-five per cent.
For being a
smart boy, Sheriff.
I'll be your partner.
But I want the cash
off the top.
Deal.
Everybody out. You, too. Go out.
Get out.
Go on.
Let us in,
you fuckin' whores!
They're comin'.
Give us the money,
you bitches!
Hey.
Damn!
Don't shoot!
Please, don't shoot.
There they are!
Come on!
Get back.
Get back!
We can't hold these guys off forever.
What are they doing here? Where's Charlie?
Ran off back
down the road!
Faster than a duck
on a J une bug.
We gotta get
outta here!
But my riding
dress is filthy.
Go, Claire.
Just go!
Oh.
Come on, Claire.
They're comin'!
H urry up!
Move it, Claire!
We gotta go!
Yee-ah.
Let's ride!
It's ours, boys.
It's all ours!
They went tha...
What a bunch
of idiots.
Those are the only
idiots we got, boss.
Go in there.
Organize 'em. Go.
Come on, boys! $200 each
if we bring 'em in alive.
Come on!
I think we can lose 'em in
the breaks. At least for now.
Pull up here
at the Glory Hole.
Rest in peace,
you assholes.
And you, too, my sweet
chubby little darling.
Save their coffins,
companeros.
We can use it
for later.
Bodies must've
settled in the dust.
J ust the wind.
Drink, jefe?
Si.
It's tequila you boys
will be wantin'.
But you'll have to make do with mescal.
Kentucky whiskey,
barkeep.
One for my men,
one for me,
and one for the
Lord God of Mercy.
You want
a double?
No glasses?
You gentlemen
passing through?
Who the hell ever comes here
who isn't passing through?
Glasses are for
regular patrons.
Keep the jug.
He's got a sawed-off
greener under there, jefe.
So what now?
The women.
By the grace of God we'll
know all their hiding holes.
We'll take
the cash,
and then perhaps we'll have
an intimate prayer meeting
with the lovely
widows.
Peel their hides.
'Til they speak
God's sacred truth.
So what now?
Dutchman's Flats is no good for us anymore.
But damn it,
they're not gonna take my ranch.
Our ranch.
This thing's
not over.
The ranch was always over. I'm done.
Frank and I coulda made it work.
Your beautiful Frank.
Didn't know the difference between
a cow flop and a busted flush.
I was born in a cook's
wagon on the Chisholm Trail.
I've been following
cow flops all my life.
It's a lot better than being brought
up in a whorehouse, isn't it, Bridget?
Well, we could become
bank robbers.
We couldn't do any worse
than the boys did.
Gang.
What do you
think, Maxine?
Jake's following us with as
many as he can get to ride.
And?
I'll shoot the first three
horses and they'll go back.
But Jake won't.
Some of the others.
Why not just shoot
the assholes?
Horse makes
a bigger target.
You sure we can
hold 'em off here?
This is the best spot.
You don't care to cover.
Watch my back, keep on
goin' and I'll catch up.
Nobody's talking
about going.
I am!
Too late.
Hold the horses,
ladies, they're comin'.
Come on.
Get 'em, boys!
Come on Jeb,
get back.
God damn you,
Maxine!
Come and get us,
pisswilly!
Tell us where the money
is. We'll leave you alone!
If only we knew!
Ah, shit!
That's it.
Maxine!
We're comin' in!
Come on, you cheap
trick mediocre fuck!
We'll send you home to momma
crying like a red-headed stepchild!
Get down!
They got us
by the nuts!
They ain't going anywhere
we can't find 'em.
Let's go back
and have a drink.
For heaven's sake,
stop that, Bridget.
That was great.
I am blind
as a bat.
What's new?
Are they gonna
keep chasin' us?
We'll take 'em down to
the breaks and lose them.
They'll be hung over,
saddle sore and tired.
I'm guessing they'll
go back to town.
We can go home
after that.
Are you out of your mind, Maxine?
You can't go back there,
we can never go back.
We didn't do anything wrong,
except marry the wrong bunch.
Gang. They liked to be
called the Thornton Gang.
Maybe they did
bury some money.
Why shouldn't we have it?
They stole it fair and square.
I was thinking maybe I
could go to San Francisco.
You could change your name and teach again.
If you sobered
up enough.
I would rather wipe asses
than snotty-nosed kids.
Drove me to drink
in the first place.
I'm not going back
to punching cattle.
Stop it, Claire.
Cash wasn't worth one
of your bloody socks.
I'm gonna go take a leak before I throw up.
If I was you,
darlin',
I wouldn't piss on that sidewinder
underneath that piece of wood.
Where the hell
did you come from?
I don't rightly
know, honey bug.
I guess something
must've gone wrong.
What are you doin'?
Saving your life,
looks like.
Who's that woman
with you?
Well, I don't know.
J ust some woman I met.
It's always just some goddamn
woman you met, you turd blossom.
Little Jemmy,
we gotta go.
We gotta go now.
You gave up.
Maxine was up there like a
goddamn witch with her rifle.
What about
that damned frog?
He could take a round if
it didn't mess up his shirt.
Yeah, but not between the
eyes. He ain't so stupid.
Andre likes his gunfights at long distance.
You need me, boss?
You're comin' along
tomorrow, Frenchy.
I'm gonna go
after them again.
I'm going, too.
I wanna be there when you
hold their feet in the fire.
I've been a man
hunter all my life.
I guess huntin' women
won't be any different.
Girls, I think I might
be losing my mind.
Jesus, honey, you're as white as a ghost.
I damn near peed on a
sidewinder a while back.
Was it good
for him?
What about tomorrow?
Well, just over the ridge
there's a day's easy riding.
Plains of St. J ude.
Then we'll be
in the Badlands.
Hell, nobody'll follow
us down into that mess.
So, it's cold coffee, hard tack,
and out of here way before sunrise.
Maybe after we lose 'em in
the breaks, we can go home.
You and that
goddamned ranch.
I have no intention of ever
returning to that shit hole.
I don't know, Maxine. J ust
remind me of Little Jemmy.
Break my heart every
time I walk out that door.
Whatever.
We have to get away from the posse.
If they catch us, they'll hang us
over a slow fire until our brains boil.
Like the Apache.
You're the only one who
can get us out of this.
Claire, if you can stay sober
enough to ride, we'll be okay.
I'd crawl a mile
to spot that conejo.
Cash.
What are you
doing here, Cash?
Maybe it was your
tears, sweetheart.
I wasn't crying for you.
I was crying for Bridget.
I saw what you did to her.
And so did Little Jemmy,
but he was always too
scared of ya to do anything.
You're a
real bastard!
If you would've kept your face out
of the bottle and the goddamn books.
I woulda died.
I shoulda blown your head off.
What?
What do you want?
I'll tell you what I want
when the right time comes.
H uh. I can't tell you how
much I love the great outdoors.
What happened?
Talking to yourself out there?
I ran into Cash.
Or his ghost.
Or maybe the remains of one
of his farts, I don't know.
I saw Little Jemmy.
Jesus Christ, what's wrong with you people?
Well, you tell us what's right then, dearie.
We know
what we saw.
You ain't seen Frank?
No, but I think I saw his daddy's
buffalo rifle that he always carried.
Maybe that's
a ghost.
Well, there you go.
There you go.
Jesus.
Maxine.
Wait up a minute.
Haven't we gone
far enough?
Okay.
They're two days
behind you.
And probably
out of whiskey.
J ust keep ridin' west into
the sunset and you'll be okay.
I'm going back.
I have to.
I may be a drunk but I
own one third of that ranch
and you can't
have it.
I'm going
back anyway.
All right. I'll give you my
third if you get us out of here.
I didn't take you
to raise, damn it.
If I was gonna take somebody to raise,
it wouldn't be an ex-whore and a drunk.
What about it?
No!
You can't just
leave us here.
Follow the cattle trail. It'll
take you down to the canyon.
Go downstream,
turn right,
and you'll find a mining camp
where you can catch the stagecoach.
Good luck, ladies.
Good luck yourself.
And when they find our
bodies, come and get us.
Assuming you're
still breathing.
I thought we were
in it together.
The only reason we were
together was because of the boys.
Gang.
There's only
two of 'em.
What do you
think, partner?
Looks like they got better than a
day now on the sheriff and his posse.
Whichever way they go, they'll
run into Cordejo Canyon.
Hold it right
there, ladies.
What's your problem?
Where's the other one?
She ran away.
Not too far,
I hope.
Wouldn't you
like to know?
Actually, not. I think we got
all we need here. Don't we, David?
Dang it!
Better use whiskey
next time, buddy.
She's a hell of a lot
tougher than you guessed.
What about that one?
She'll know where
the money is.
This one ain't got the sense
of a rabid coon.
Oh, fuck it. Let's kill her
first, ask questions later.
You might wanna
reconsider that, cowboy.
You got one chance
to put it down.
I think I'm gonna believe you. Bitch.
Make that
M rs. Thornton.
And let's see how fast you can
disarm, disrobe and disappear.
What?
This is not
a conversation.
Claire.
Keep goin'.
Down to the skin.
You see that third
ridge over there?
Over there?
I can see you every step
of the way from here.
Once you get there,
I promise I won't put a
round in your corrupt melon!
Jesus!
I'll die.
Move at night, chew rocks, good luck.
Get going!
Lay her down here.
Easy.
How can we
get back?
We gotta fix this
lady before she dies.
Get all the prickly pear we can
find and all the water we can spare.
Prickly pear?
What for?
We've gotta peel them and cover
her with as much as we can.
If she can't ride
tomorrow, she could be dead.
They were here all night,
boss, but they're moving fast.
Probably a day
behind 'em.
I put you in charge of this rabble.
At daybreak, get 'em up and get 'em movin'.
And if you can't, I'll get somebody who can.
We'll catch 'em
tomorrow.
Yeah.
We better.
All right!
Listen up!
My man here
will confiscate
every last drop of spirits
in this gathering.
And if you resist, he has my
permission to break your fuckin' arms.
And I will personally shoot
any man who tries to leave.
U nderstood?
Don't think that's
quite legal, boss.
Shut the fuck up. And help
the frog gather the bottles.
And when you're done, you,
get some fuckin' firewood.
What about
my clothes?
Fuck your wardrobe.
Get your ass moving.
What if the women don't
know where the money is?
Oh, they know.
And I can't wait to bring that
bitch, Maxine, to her knees.
Hey, boss. We can't be hurting no ladies.
Put a silk sock
in it, froggie.
What's that
you're doin'?
Learned it from a Comanche
Chinese trail cook.
Always worked
for me.
Shoot.
That's a fever. She needs more prickly pear.
And some tea and a taste of whiskey.
It's in my bag.
Not too much.
You have to
ride tomorrow.
Which means you have to stop drinking.
All right.
All right, I will. I promise.
I've got somethin'
that looks like that.
Me, too. Looks like a piece of a map.
When it's daylight, maybe
we should put them together.
Perhaps our esteemed husbands
were tryin' to tell us something.
No more drink.
No more drink.
We bring
anybody else
who's ever been
here before?
Yeah, Peacock.
He'll search for gold
in an old shit house.
You'd be surprised how much
gold a man could find in shit.
What can I do
for you, boss?
Where're they headed,
them damn women?
Headed up in the breaks.
They gonna come out on the rim
which leads
to nowhere.
Or they can go to the salt flats
and then we'll find their bodies.
But I'd guess they'd hit the
mountain fork come out on the Verde.
When?
Tomorrow afternoon,
the earliest.
Could we beat
them there?
Not in that
mule cart, pardner.
Fuckin' hemorrhoids
and more partners.
I could shoot you in the fuckin' leg, buddy.
Yeah, you could miss.
You might kill me.
They didn't kill me at
the Battle of Wilderness.
So I ain't all
that easy to kill.
You get there
before they do,
and I'll make it
worth your while.
Since you're the banker, why don't
you just give me a small deposit?
We've gotta get her up and into a shirt.
She'll shit.
Better.
At least she's not
peeling anymore.
And the fever's down.
What's this?
Comanche opium.
Can you ride?
I can try.
Yee-ah!
Let's see if we can't
put these pieces together.
What pieces?
Pieces of buckskin the boys
left us. Don't say gang.
It's only gonna
be bad news.
At least they were
thinking of us.
They must have used all my rouge and mascara
drawing up
these scribbles.
Hell. I know what that is.
How can you make
any sense out of this?
Me and Little Jemmy
did it there once
comin' back from a stage
job outside Wickenberg.
Yes, I know
the place.
They say this Apache god, El Monster Man,
cut off his giant prick so he could run.
And he left it right there
in the mountains. Here.
Now there's this big
pecker-shaped rock
right next to a cliff
where the Apache don't go.
But me and the boys used to hide
up in the caves there after jobs.
You did jobs?
I got bored. Hell. She went along, too.
Shot the fingers off a
ray-man on the El Paso stage.
So, I haven't just married and
then widowed by a thiefin' murderer,
I'm running
with 'em, too?
Don't get your
back up, honey.
Frank never killed
anything but a winning hand.
It was the other boys
that made the money
when they weren't looking
at your ass in them pants.
Do you know the way to
El Monster Man's pecker?
Bridget could find
a pecker in a blizzard.
It keeps
a girl warm.
Maybe they hid the money in that cave.
Let's go get it.
Damn right.
If you expect me to be a
part of this wild goose chase,
I remember you saying something about
signin' over your pieces of the ranch.
Sure, take it. I don't wanna go back anyway.
You took my whiskey. You
might as well take my ranch.
The hang man. Oh, my God, I'm saved.
What happened
to you, my son?
Goddamn.
Women!
I know by bad
experience
that the gates of Hell
reside between their legs.
It looks like they took
everything but your nuts.
Where's the
senator's stallion?
The women
took it.
Thank God I
found you, boys.
Please, just give
me some water.
You should've held
onto the Arabian.
No!
Jefe. You want me to bury him?
We're all
God's creatures.
Leave him
to the coyotes.
Maxine!
Bridget!
It's that hangman and a bunch of Mexicans!
Ride!
There!
Go get 'em!
Yee-ah!
What's that fuckin'
hangman doing here?
Same thing we are!
Ride!
Let's get
outta here!
Vmanos, amigos!
Get the women!
Whoa!
There they go, Peacock!
Earn your money!
Come on!
Come on.
Ah!
Sounded like
a buffalo gun.
That damn Peacock always
rode the biggest mule in town.
He's got the
trail blocked?
I don't see how we're gonna
get him out of the way.
It's gonna take more men than we
got here to move this damn thing.
Sure is stuck
like a cork.
If we don't
move the mule,
it's another day's ride before
we can get out of this canyon.
Why don't you lead your horse around
that goddamn mule and go after them!
Maybe after dark. That was
that buffalo gun up there.
Makes sense,
Van Damm.
All right.
After dark.
J ust get that
thing outta here!
Ol' Peacock was
a powder monkey.
I bet he's got a few
sticks of dynamite in there.
Jefe.
Jefe!
Roberto won't make
it through the night.
So?
Someone has
to take him home.
He's my sister's boy.
I'm sorry. I know how you must feel,
and you've been
with me a long time.
My village has been good
to you for many years.
I wanna go home.
We made
a lot of money.
Sent a lot
of people to hell.
You've been
my right hand.
I'd be obliged if you'd stay with me.
To the end!
And this might
be the end.
Jesus, you scared me.
I thought you was the
Apache comin' after me.
Are you gonna
eat that?
Why? Do you
want some?
I'd rather suck on a
wino's sock than eat lizard.
I couldn't find
a rattlesnake.
What the hell are
you doin' out here?
I thought you
were town trash.
I was a captive,
and I got away.
I've been running for my
life just like you, ladies.
Them red-hot niggers were gonna
hang me over a fire for fun.
How'd they get you?
Took a ride
on an ore wagon.
J umped on the back. They
hit us outside of town.
They didn't care
about the gold.
What they wanted
was the mules.
They wanted the mules to
eat! Can you imagine that?
Then they took me
as a play pretty.
Damn Apache. They got a different
sense of humor than we do.
You look like you could
use a drink, little fella.
Yeah.
So, where you
ladies headed?
Right to the very top,
to this big rock.
Hey, well, uh, I can
show you the way up there.
I know the way.
Trail up it's on the other
side. It's hard to find.
Maybe you could loan me
a piece of horse flesh.
I don't remember inviting you,
kid. We don't need your help.
Come on. Can't I go with you?
The Apaches don't like goin' up there.
Maybe he does know the
easiest way to the cave.
Hey, I'm your boy.
You better be.
All right.
This way.
Hey, you know, when we get
back down here when it's safe,
I think I'm gonna head up to the
rims 'cause I got a cabin up there.
You ladies can head down
south towards Tucson below.
Looks to me like you ride like an I ndian.
That way.
Over to the left.
There's a good place
to camp on top.
We got plenty
of water.
I never been up
there after dark.
I've been.
It's just a place.
The Apache
they say that, uh,
the spirits of the dead
come to life up there.
Why don't you
lead the way, kid?
Be happy to.
Honey bug?
Who's the girlfriend?
I ain't nobody's
girlfriend, ma'am.
As a matter of fact,
I'm almost a virgin.
Yeah.
Me, too.
What are you
doing here?
I don't know.
We just gotta be here, I guess.
You're a pair of fuckin' ghosts
and you don't know why you're here?
We gotta go now.
But you just
got here!
Pick up the stick.
What?
Pick up that
goddamn stick.
You pick it up.
Pick up the fuckin' stick
and go kill 'em all!
Go to hell!
Well, I can
see the deer.
And I can see
the pumas.
But who are those
guys in the funny hats?
Looks like the missing
corner of our map.
Hey! What the hell
are you doing here?
Go back down there and take
care of that $20, 000-horse.
What does it mean?
A round spot
next to a tree?
It reminds me of something
but I'm not sure what.
They were probably
drunk when they drew it.
Who knows what
the boys meant.
Oh, Maxine.
I need a drink.
Claire, you promised. We've
got to keep our wits about us.
Hey, ladies!
I know where it is.
There goes our
$20, 000-horse.
Hell. We'd have to go to
Texas to get the money anyway.
All those old
pictures up there.
People long before the Apache or the Navajo.
This place almost makes
you feel like prayin'.
I'm sure goddamned praying. Everybody
in the goddamn county's chasing us.
Don't forget that
sneaky renegade kid.
I never liked
the look of him.
What makes a kid
like that go bad?
Why the hell would the I
ndians wanna capture him?
He's more I ndian
than white.
Maybe they raised him.
Old Man Berryhill fell off his
folk's wagon when he was a nubbin.
He was raised
by the Quati-Comanche.
I never met a nicer guy in my life.
'Til that guy in a dress
tried to jump his claim.
What guy
in a dress?
Some asshole Scotsman.
Old Man Berryhill took him out
to the desert,
tied him to an anthill,
slashed his eyelids open.
Comanche way.
That's all he said.
I had a Comanche
wet nurse.
Finest woman
I ever knew.
Damn it, can't
you two be quiet?
Want a drink?
No, thanks.
Don't leave me out.
If you saw
what I saw,
you'd be drinking laudanum if you had any.
Bet you saw
Cash again.
Bastard won't even leave
me alone when he's dead.
Come on, Claire.
It was me he raped, not you.
It's the only way Cash could
do it. Beat you, rape you.
You always knew,
didn't you?
I saw.
'Course Cash told me.
It was his favorite story.
He said you were always
flopping your ass in his face.
I did not. I was happy with Jemmy.
Jemmy didn't do
anything, either.
He just watched
while Cash and...
Goddamn it.
Give me that
bottle back.
Oh!
Maxine?
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Stubbed my toe.
It's really you.
Have you been
following us?
U p on the ridge? With your
daddy's 50-caliber Sharps?
Deeper.
Dig deeper.
See? I was a schoolteacher.
I'm good for something.
That's it, all right. I
hate to say this, ladies.
That looks like the cottonwood
that fell over
by the Glory Hole
outside Jericho.
Jericho?
Maybe the Glory Hole's where
they buried the loot, d'ya think?
They had to have hidden it somewhere
when they ran out of the country.
Question is, do we head for the border
or do we go back around he
mountain down to Jericho?
Why can't we just
go down and around?
There's no water. And everybody's
down there waitin' for us.
If we could find that money, I'd go to
Frisco and open up a French restaurant.
I'd go to Boston, or do whatever I wanted.
You're forgetting
it's not our money.
They sure as hell are chasing
us like it's our money.
Claire's right.
We deserve it.
So do those people from
Dutchman's Flats who earned it.
I don't care.
I ndians.
They're getting away.
You don't have to prove
you're not a white boy.
When you were at Atinawa, you
were my son. Now I'm not sure.
I'm proud to be your son,
but the money will buy us guns
and the Malasuertes
will be famous again.
Do you think
they'll go to Jericho?
They don't know shit from
wild honey, but yeah, I do.
We'll get there first.
You don't really care about
the money, do you, old man?
Hey, you're muddyin'
up the water!
You idiot. Do you wash your
feet in your wife's dishpan?
Goddamn it. You smoked up all of my tobacco.
Fuck you, Parks.
Well, boss, looks like
your posse's disappeared.
I'm not the sheriff.
It's not my posse.
They're an aimless bunch of
goat turds who lost their sand.
Were better drunk.
Where the hell do you think they're going?
There's only two ways off this hill.
Yeah, I'm gonna go across
the mesa on to the salt flats,
or bush right back to
the dry fork at the Verde,
all the way to
the Wells Fargo road.
Can you get
ahead of them?
Maybe I could cross the
Medajo Pass onto the flats.
Catch 'em there.
What's keeping you?
Or I could catch 'em at the crossin',
but I'll have to kill two
horses to get in front of them.
Maybe I could,
maybe not.
Depends.
On what?
You know.
And it depends
on how hard they are.
All right.
Take what you need.
I'll be right
behind you.
Easy boy.
Easy. Easy.
Sorry, boy.
Madame du Bois,
I presume?
They said it was you, Bridget.
But I hardly believed it.
It's me, ma'am,
in the dirty flesh.
Still jacking off Mexican
kids in two holers for pennies?
That's how I got my start in Tascosa
and she never let's me forget it.
Last time I saw her, she was
ass over tea kettle out the door.
Last time I saw you, ma'am, you
had a well and a dozen girls.
Things change.
Could we stay the night, rest our horses?
Of course. Navajo girls
will take care of them.
Thank you, ma'am.
There's only enough water for the
stock and your face and your hands.
But there's enough
for one bath.
Who wants the bath?
Let Claire have it. She's
had the hardest haul.
Thank you.
A drink, ladies?
Thank you.
Could we leave some stock and supplies here?
We have to cross the mineral
flats to get to Jericho.
We've gotta ride light and
carry as much water as we can.
Of course.
What's all the
sweepin' about?
Waitin' for
a breeze.
And here it is.
Sorry, girl.
Are you hungry,
my dear?
I could eat a horse.
U nfortunately,
I'll have a double order and a large mescal.
What are you gonna do, stay
here to get married or what?
I might just.
Now that I'm about to
be a lady of means again.
It's not our money.
After all we've been through,
why do you wanna give it back?
We could still buy our way out of this mess.
You mean you could buy your way out.
First, you take our
shares of the ranch,
and now you wanna
take our money.
You sound like those Thornton assholes.
Was it something
I said?
Her ghost
chased her off.
I'll tell you something.
If we do get that money,
I am never gonna
fork a saddle again.
Here's to ya, ladies.
You can have the money.
Give me the mining claims.
What makes you think
we've got the money?
Why are you runnin'?
Because you're
chasin' us!
Yeah. And you can't run far enough
or fast enough to get away from me.
Cut a deal with me.
I'll lead the others
down a blind canyon.
Let them starve
to death.
If you don't, Van Damm and that
preacher will be here in the mornin',
and you ain't gonna like
what's gonna happen.
Let us think
about it.
Hey, honey.
Come outside with me.
I need to talk to you.
I n your dreams.
Come outside.
Leave her alone.
Look under
the table, dipshit.
If I pull the trigger, it will
take you three hard weeks to die.
No need for gunfire.
You think hard, 'cause I'm not going away
until I get
an answer.
Thanks.
You're very welcome.
Good night, ladies.
Hope your friend is sober
enough to ride tomorrow.
She's startin' to be more
trouble than she's worth.
You're getting
pretty hard on her.
Maybe I shouldn't
have come back.
Maybe you shouldn't have left
in the first place, Maxine.
Hey, honey!
Where're you goin'?
Come on over
and have a drink.
Please yourself.
Yee-ah!
Damn.
Maxine!
Damn!
I can't believe she didn't wake you up.
Well, I guess that last
mescal was just one too many.
Do think she'll make it
all the way to Jericho?
If she keeps riding that animal as hard
as she is, she won't make ten miles.
Hope she doesn't get to
the money before we do.
She'll be okay if we find her
before she runs out of water.
Aren't we there yet?
You wanna go back?
Claire!
She won't be far.
Stop feeling sorry
for yourself, Claire.
Remember the horse you
killed. We could have all died.
And you just wanted to get
all the money for yourself.
I would have
left your share!
I just wanted to get
my part and go!
Where?
I don't know
where I was going.
J ust wanted to get
out of here.
I can't do
anything right.
I can't go back
to teaching.
I can't even
stop drinking.
J ust leave me
here to die.
Come on, Claire. We've
come this far together.
We gotta go see
what's in Jericho.
If we don't, they're just
gonna kills us anyway.
I may be a fool, but I
brought you a fresh horse.
To go where?
There's no place left
for me to go.
Except for maybe
if I had the money.
And now you say we
have to give it back?
It's not ours!
I'll go with you.
But I am not gonna help you find that
money if you're gonna give it back.
I don't need
your help.
You didn't catch
up with 'em.
I know where
they're goin'.
Jericho. Nowhere else they could be headed.
Good.
Let's go.
I want at least one of them
alive, so I can see her hang.
Jericho?
Where we buried
those men, jefe.
What do you think
the chances are
that we buried those
bodies on top of their loot.
Yo no s.
It's a big hole.
Shit!
The posse!
Hang in there, darlin',
you're almost there!
H urry!
You could've had it all fancy if you
woulda killed 'em all like I told ya!
Deeper!
Dig deeper!
You keep going.
I'll hold 'em off.
They ain't going nowhere
but the old mine. A dead end.
I'm goin' in there
and get a drink.
Yeah, let's go
have a drink.
I chased them women longer
than I chased my wife.
What are they doing, the
useless fucks and goat turds?
Let's go.
Oh, my God.
Good Lord,
it's them.
This where it's at?
We're gonna need
a rope and a shovel.
What makes it
your business?
Who are you?
Don't matter, does it? Come on.
We shouldn't have any trouble
finding a shovel in a mining camp.
You cover me.
I'll go with him.
Watch my back.
What are you
looking at?
I don't know, yet.
You sure ain't
my husband's ghost.
I've been following y'all,
trying to help you out.
Why? You a
friend of Frank?
Not really.
I'm a Thornton.
We don't have friends.
What are you sayin'?
I'm his brother.
The last of
the Thornton boys.
Before they
left Alabama,
they dumped me on the docks at Mobile
so they could run.
That was my first
job with 'em.
A train.
Payroll.
And that was
my thanks.
They did this
to me.
No.
I ain't his friend.
Or the other two.
But it's my money
as much as anybody's.
I thought you said
you were to help us.
But you're just here
to help yourself.
I'm watching out for my
property, same as you are.
I don't wanna
kill you, lady.
But I wouldn't mind
shooting your toes off.
Put it down.
You might be family, but you're
not half the man Frank was.
Some day I just might show
you what kind of man I am.
Who the hell are you,
you son of a bitch?
I'm God's
fuckin' vengeance.
Bring that shovel, lady.
You're gonna need it.
No se muevan!
The hangman
has your friend.
I won't kill you
unless you make me.
Muvete.
Vmonos.
Vmonos.
Alli.
Sacre bleu!
Now, you lovely
sinners.
Drop your weapons! Or I'll take
her head off from the shoulders.
Put 'em up, hangman.
You ain't gonna kill
anybody else today.
We've got
no quarrel, brother.
Let's have the women dig it up
and then we could cut it up like a fat hog.
Jake. You've gotta save me, Jake.
Jake.
I don't need another
damn partner.
Neither do I.
Looks to me like
you're all by yourself.
I dumped your
little girl in there!
With all them commoner
sons of bitches!
But I never thought to look for
the goods in my own graveyard.
Why you...
Maxine, get down!
Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord
my ass.
I thought you
wanted me dead.
I changed my mind.
I'm coming
out, Jake!
Bad luck, Max.
It's just us now.
Whatever's gonna happen,
you're not gonna like it.
You ain't got the guts
to pull that trigger.
Jesus.
Damn!
I thought you were more Apache than white.
Take him to the bar.
He's the gringo's problem.
My momma and daddy traded me
for a jug a snake-head whiskey
when I was a kid.
If you'da known 'em,
you'd understand why I
choose to be an Apache.
It's here,
all right.
Deeper.
Go deeper.
Shut up.
There's more here.
The Thorntons raided
my camp one night.
They killed an old woman and two children
and stole the sacred
bundle for fun.
Even if we knew where it
was, we can't go in there.
Now we are the
Malasuertes again.
Thank you.
I guess they're dead
once and for all.
You think that's
what they wanted?
For us to give 'em
a decent burial?
I think they were using us as an
excuse to hang around and cause trouble.
Maybe they loved us so much
they just had to come back.
Wouldn't it be
pretty to think so?
I guess we can
split this up.
I wouldn't know who to give
it back to if I wanted to.
Show him this
when he wakes up.
It's the deed
to the ranch.
He's the last
of the Thornton's.
My share's in there, too.
I didn't want it anyway.
So, what's it
gonna be, ladies?
San Francisco
or Boston?
San Francisco's closer.
It's the Thorntons
and our money.
Thanks the Lord Jesus.
What about us, Jake?
Hell, Maxine.
If marrying bad were a
crime, we'd all be in jail.
Get that money
over here!
Get my bandanna
out of my pocket!
Bring that money
over here!
On the far side
Of Jericho
On the far side
Of Jericho
All the women
Long to go
On the far side
Of Jericho
There are places
You can't go
There are finds
you should know
Everyone will
Sell their soul
On the far side
Of Jericho
On the far side
Of Jericho
On the far side
Of Jericho
The love will
Hang them high
And the women
They will sigh
And their goals
Will live and die
And they see it
By, by and by
On the far side
Of Jericho
On the far side
Of Jericho
Everyone will
Sell their soul
On the far side
Of Jericho
On the far side
Of Jericho