Four Guns to the Border (1954) Movie Script
1
There's nothing in it.
It was empty.
Well, how did I
know it was empty?
A feller at the
bar told me...
A feller at the bar!
Just proves one thing.
If you want something done
right, do it yourself.
Nobody's blaming you.
You wanted a stake in a ranch long
before I knew you.
Why, that was just
a joke, Cully.
What would I do
with a ranch?
Same with me.
The church in my
village has needed
a new altar
for 70 years.
SO he can wait.
We're riding to Greasy's.
My gal in Sonora,
she won't wait.
Cully.
Do we have to take this
jackass, Bronco, with us?
Who's a jackass?
Break 'em up, Dutch.
Lolly! Lolly!
Wake up.
Oh, morning, Pop.
I slept like a log.
Get to the horses.
Keep them quiet.
Just some punchers.
Pop, think we'll get to
Shadow Valley tomorrow?
We ought to, Lolly.
Got that desert to cross.
You getting impatient?
It'll be nice
to see green fields again,
have a real home again.
I might even plant some
flowers in front of the...
Lolly.
Pop!
Is that what they
taught you in school?
To scratch your... scratch
yourself in front of someone?
Pop, I'm just not
cut out to be a lady.
You hear
that horse whinny?
Yeah.
That could be a posse.
Let's get them before
they get us. Come on.
The riders have stopped.
Yeah.
Drop it.
Let me go.
Didn't know you ever
carried that stuff, Bhumer.
Dutch.
I heard you was dead.
You sure unlearned
everything I taught you
since you've been away.
I told never to
pull down on nothing
unless you had
them in your sight!
I did have them
in my sights.
That gun shoots low.
Well,
it does for a fact.
I traded it off in a Navajo.
I'VE been meaning
to sight it in.
Looks like you fellows
was mighty fortunate.
Gents, this
is Simon Bhumer.
In the old days,
he never missed.
That's Bronco, Yaqui,
and that there
is Cully.
I take it this
is your brat.
This is my daughter.
I hear you
turned farmer.
Where are you
heading?
Shadow Valley.
Picked me up a small
spread a few years back.
You're gonna marry her
off to a plow pusher?
Well, she sure ain't gonna
marry no gunslinger.
Let's go.
Shadow Valley, hmm.
That's Indian country.
Not legally, it ain't.
Somebody ought
to tell the Apaches that.
I Know.
I can read the signs.
Well, see you.
Yeah.
Put the coffee on.
Make enough for
me to shave with.
You have
a beautiful family, mamacita.
Don't ever walk up behind
a man like that, Greasy.
You here
for a grubstake?
Might need your help.
Awful close to Cholla,
ain't you??
You came back to deal
with Flannery maybe?
You got tired
of eating crow?
I got tired of eating
sand and cold beans.
You talked big
last time, Greasy.
Is it the same deal?
You figure you're ready?
I am.
In that case,
I'll ride.
Be nice to the customers,
unless they're Apaches.
Sarsparilla"s warm.
Yeah.
At least it's wet.
Meeting will
come to order.
Cully, tell me.
Why do three smart
hombres like us
tie up with a dumb
one like Bronco?
We may be taking the
Cholla Bank tomorrow.
It's been tried three times
in the past five years.
They got a big
graveyard in Cholla.
About the biggest
this side of Gallup.
We all gonna land in
one sooner than later.
Why are you worried?
I just don't
wanna get shoved.
Big piggybank, Cully?
Greasy's checking.
Cattlemen's Association makes
a deposit once a month.
When that happens,
it's big.
Sounds reasonable.
Bank's on a corner.
Plain sight of
everybody in town,
and everybody in
town is watching.
Even Mrs. Pritchard in
that Lady Shop's got a gun.
Decoy everybody out of the way
and the job's gonna be easy.
Gonna kill two birds
with one stone, eh?
Bank and Flannery?
And Flannery.
Those crackers
got worms, Dutch.
Why the Cholla Bank,
Cully?
Why has it got to
be the Cholla Bank?
You wanna back out?
Say so.
I ain't backing out.
I can use the money.
SO can Yaqui,
for that matter.
Even Bronco has a got
aright to... Hey.
What are you gonna
do with your share?
Didn't I tell you?
I figure to go into
business here with Greasy.
Pop, let's
rest a minute.
All right.
I hope it's cool
in Shadow Valley.
I remember it
green and cool.
That's the way it is,
isn't it Pop?
Yeah. That's the way it is,
just like you remember it.
Oh, you've been looking
at those smokes all day.
We haven't seen any Indians.
Sometimes, that's when
they're the closest.
When I was in school,
I saw Indians
at the Topeka County Fair.
Right up close.
They don't scare me.
They say Indians
don't talk much.
But give them some
smoke and they chatter
like women
at a church social.
You better sew
up that blouse.
He didn't have
to tear it.
When I get
to Shadow Valley,
I'm going to
make a new dress.
Hoo-hoo.
You done it again.
Hey fellas,
you know something,
the gal in this calendar
ain't half as pretty
as that Bhumer's kid.
All right, now.
Once more.
Dutch, you know
what to do.
I know what to do.
- Bronco?
- Yeah, boss. I got it.
How much gold
you got in here?
Three,
four hundred, why?
If we don't pull it off,
we lose the poke, too.
You dumb, Dutchman.
If we don't pull it off,
we don't need the poke.
Yaqui?
Yeah, boss,
I know. Nine.
Wonder where Greasy
keeps his jug?
You'll wait
with that stuff
until we get
below the border.
Any objections
to sarsaparilla?
Every now and again,
them smokes start going.
Nowadays, it don't mean
too much, but they used to.
Remember '72?
The whole danged
country went up
in flames.
There were lots of
smokes then clear
from here to
Shadow Valley.
And I don't like
this dang weather.
Injun weather.
Sounds like
we got company.
Have some cheese.
Oh, excuse me.
You like candy?
Oh, yes.
I like it very much.
Thank you so much.
You'll spoil her.
I was just
telling the boys,
this is real Indian
weather, back in '72...
Yeah, I know.
That was the year
Lolly's mother was...
Since then, it's been
just the two of us.
She's been to school
way back east in Kansas.
She's a good kid.
She ain't a
Kid no more.
Pop?
That's nice, honey.
Pretty.
I like the blue best.
I like the blue best.
Do you think there's
enough of that stuff
to make a dress out of?
Wait till Greasy
gets back.
- He will know.
- Yeah.
And what beats all is,
I lugged that map
around in my saddle bag
for 10 years
before I sold it.
He went out
and really found gold
right where it was
marked X on the map.
I had supper in town.
A couple of dozen
Apaches broke loose
from the reservation
down near the border.
Who's here?
A fellow named Bhumer
and his daughter.
This ain't no country
to be traipsing
around with a female.
Deposit's in,
bank's loaded.
You know, I never did
see that feller again.
Yeah.
Got worms.
Oh, I better get the
horses in the shed, Pop.
Good idea, honey.
Wish it would rain.
Cool things off.
Yeah.
Oh, Greasy,
Simon Bhumer.
- Hi, Greasy.
- How-do, Mr. Bhumer.
Mr. Bhumer, you and your
kid can sleep in back.
Might rain.
That's fine, Greasy.
We had supper.
How much we owe you?
Two bits.
You know...
Oh, Lolly, come here.
I want to get a pair
of breeches for my girl.
Uh, what size?
I don't rightly know.
Well, you better make them big.
She's growing.
Yeah.
Oh, I think these
will do, Pop.
Yeah.
These are good.
Greasy,
give it to her.
- Me?
- Go on, give it to her.
Thankee.
Goon.
Give it to her.
What's this?
A present from Bronco.
I buy her clothes,
cowpoke.
Now, get this.
I know your kind.
You slap your brand
on anything you can.
Now I'm warning you,
all of you,
stay away from her.
Take it easy, old man.
Why you dirty pup.
He used to be
faster than you, Bronc.
He still is.
Pop, he didn't
mean anything...
Get in the
back room.
Good night.
Want a drink?
The floor will be
better than Greasy's bed.
Good night, Lolly.
Good night, Pop.
Go to sleep.
Stop making that noise,
everybody else is asleep.
Don't be afraid of thunder.
I guess I should be more
careful who I tangle with.
Get back to the store.
We're moving out.
Now!
Next time I see you,
be wearing a gun, because
I'm gonna Kill you.
Get up, Bronco.
Come on.
- Hey.
- Get up.
What do you want to do?
Sleep all day, Dutch?
Oh, boy, I was so tired.
I don't think I even
moved all night.
Oh, good morning,
boss.
Why didn't you move from
where you was sleeping?
Looks like the roof
must've leaked, huh?
Greasy,
get some coffee on.
Supposed the Bhumers
want some breakfast?
I got some eggs.
Bhumers are gone.
Gone? You seen
which way they went?
You see "em go,
Bronc?
No, not me.
I didn't see "em.
This ain't no day
for two people
to be out in the desert.
How about that coffee?
Yeah.
Want some
breakfast, Lolly?
You know, there's
lot of fine men, Lolly.
You don't want
a gunslinger.
My mother married one.
- Your mother was a good woman.
- And I'm not?
I didn't mean
that, Lolly.
- Oh, yes, you did.
- Now, you just listen to me.
You're not so old
that can't finish
what I started
this morning.
Now, you ride ahead of me.
Go on there.
What do you know
about women?
Guess nobody
knows about women,
but I know a
lot about men.
Time yourself
with this, Dutch.
We'll bein
Cholla at 11:40.
Pull up here.
Pull up here.
You ain't had no
breakfast yet.
Come on, let's
build us a fire
and brew some coffee
and forget your troubles.
There's a lot more to
being loved by a man
than what you found
in that shed.
You'll understand it
when you get older.
You wait and see.
Maybe I don't wanna wait.
None of us do, child,
but we don't have much choice.
Come on now, get down,
give me your hand.
Lolly, where
are you going?
I'm going back to Cully!
Lolly!
Oh, Lolly.
Here.
Guess we'll have to
make it on one horse.
What do you want?
Where's Jim?
He's not here.
No?
Cully,
what'd come back for?
Thought maybe Jim
might like to see me.
We could talk
over old times.
You sure feed him good.
Cully, listen to me,
leave us alone.
Never thought Jim Flannery
would let a woman
hog-tie him.
Nobody's hog-tying Jim.
Still teaching school?
I'm sorry.
Don't you like school
teachers, Cully?
I don't like anybody
telling me what to do.
Especially a woman.
Some woman might
even love you,
if you'd let her.
But that would
never do,
she might make
you throw away
that toy and grow into
a responsible citizen.
Like Jim Flannery?
Putting on a badge, running
his best friend out of town?
Jim Flannery grew up.
Cully, don't start
anything with Jim again.
He'll arrest you.
He'll put you in jail.
Listen to me, Cully.
There'll be trouble.
If you go into town,
there'll be trouble.
Don't do it, Cully.
Leave us alone.
Cully's in town.
I heard Cully's been
making his brag clean
down in Texas.
You got to
hand it to him.
He's got nerve.
Well, Harry,
you owe me a beer.
Jim, he's back.
Cully!
He's come back.
I'll collect that
beer this afternoon.
Cully.
Cully's in town.
- Where is he?
- In your office.
You stay with
Mrs. Pritchard.
You ladies
better go inside.
It's a lot safer.
Mrs. Pritchard,
what am I gonna do?
Your man will
know what to do.
Come on out, Cully.
There's no shooting
in this town.
Come on out, Cully.
You come on in, Jim.
I won't hurt you.
Put it away, Jim.
If I'd wanted
to drop you,
I'd have done it
a long time ago.
What do you want?
This isn't a social visit.
You shouldn't have
come back, Cully.
I told you not
to come back.
Well, what's the matter with
a little social visit, Jim?
A man wanting to gab
with his best friend.
Go on, gab.
Remember when we first
rode into this town, Jim?
Fresh out of the pokey.
Shooting up
everything in sight.
That was something,
huh, Jim?
Half the town
was scared to death.
Hiding under their beds.
Then Maggie coming out
begging us to stop.
We stopped all
right, huh, Jim?
Who wouldn't for a beautiful thing
like Maggie?
Shut up!
What are you trying
to make me do, Cully?
Put a bullet through you?
That's funny.
Maggie, a little
while ago, was afraid
it'd be the other
way around.
You had the crawling
nerve to go to my house?
To bother my wife?
I can remember the time when
she didn't call it bothering.
Cully!
Don't worry, Maggie.
Shooting's too easy.
First, I'm gonna push
his face in the mud
at Swede Larson's
stable yard.
I'm gonna let you see what
your pretty boy looks like
with his face all
covered with mud.
He's crazy, Jim.
Don't listen to him.
You're the sheriff.
Arrest him.
Throw him in jail.
No, Maggie.
What I'm gonna do, I should
have done a long time ago.
This won't take
much time.
Let's go.
Anything goes?
Anything goes.
That Cully.
He came from such
a decent family.
I still say if
they hadn't died
he'd have turned
out differently.
Jim's changed.
Jim had you.
Cashier?
I'd like to
cash that in.
I'll weight it.
May I have some
water for my friend?
We would not like
to use our guns,
too much noise.
Go get it, Bronc.
Can I borrow your keys.
The man asked for
the keys, senor.
Thank you.
Let me through.
If this goes any further,
I'm leaving this town,
I'm leaving you.
It's gotta be finished,
Maggie, don't you see?
No, I don't see.
Quittin'?
Don't you go being
ashamed, Jim Flannery.
For a man to respect his wife
is nothing to be ashamed of.
You listening to her?
And you, what do you
know about respect
for women or
anybody else?
You've got a lot
to answer for, Cully,
a lot to do
TO get clean.
You get out of Cholla
and don't you
ever come back.
Well, how was it?
Easy.
Looks like it wasn't
So easy with him?
How about you?
I came back, didn't I?
Let's go.
Don't you wanna know
how much we got?
We'll count it
across the border.
Come on.
You can read them, Pop.
What are they saying?
Near as I can make out,
they're several
parties of 'em.
Trying to talk it up.
They made the first
move this morning.
What was it?
I ain't sure.
I know what it was,
the store.
Looks like it.
Cully.
We ain't turning
back, Lolly.
Ah, he's gone lame.
Get down, Lolly.
Greasy got it quick.
It will be safer
in town, little mother.
I'd know them any place,
they're smart, Jim.
Mount up!
Jim!
Cully?
It figures.
Be careful, Jim.
I'll be careful,
all right,
but I won't lie
to you, Maggie,
one way or another,
I'm bringing Cully
and the rest of 'em back.
Let's go.
They got trouble,
broken shoe, lame horse.
Where does that
trail lead, Pop?
That's to the border,
two or three miles.
The one to Shadow Valley
goes around to the east there.
Pick up your rifle there
and we'll get goin'.
Stopped here
and then rode south.
How many were there?
It's hard to tell.
It's all mixed up.
Three, maybe four.
Come on!
Yaqui.
Bhumer made the turn-off
on the Shadow Valley trail.
Four Indians came in
and followed them.
There'll be more than
four where they're headin'.
A little earlier
and those Indians
would be following us.
Yeah, Cully, about an
hour you'll be shooting
at Flannery from
across the border.
Let's water up.
Our only chance
is them rocks. Mount up!
Get up there.
Why don't they shoot?
They will.
First, they gotta
play with us a bit.
Tease us like.
Oh, Bhumer's
been around.
He can take
care of himself.
I wish we didn't have
to hurry for the border.
I'd take me a bath,
to get clean.
You'd be in bad shape.
Your padre'd never
recognize you.
We'll split this up the
other side of the border.
I'll collect
my cut later.
That Cully.
He's got a lot
of faith in us.
Why shouldn't he?
We're his sidekicks,
ain't we?
Taking real good care
of his interest, ain't we?
I always said
you had not guts.
Split it up on the other
side of the border
and wait for us.
Hey, Bronco.
Wait for me.
It's Cully.
Come on.
We'll give them cover.
Yaqui, you all right?
He's dead.
You'll be all right,
sonny.
No one's called me sonny
for a long time now.
Lolly,
Cully is a good man.
Tell Cully...
Where'd you get 'em?
We robbed a bank,
Mr. Bhumer.
The Bhumers are mixed up
with a bunch of bank robbers.
I'd save my ammunition
for them Indians.
Stay here.
You still got that
low-shooting rifle?
You got it figured.
Oh, shucks.
I always figured
I'd die by a rope.
Cully!
Cully.
They get Dutch?
Yeah.
Well, let me know when
those bucks start back.
Look.
Flannery and a posse.
How do you figure it,
Sheriff?
Well,
if it's our friends,
they ran into some trouble.
Looks like the Indians
did our work for us.
Let's go down
and have a look.
Come on.
Them bucks don't like
that posse neither.
We're gonna take him
with us, Pop,
to Shadow Valley,
before they get here.
I'm asking you, Pop.
That'd be like taking
a rattler home.
I ain't gonna do it,
Lolly.
What about the chance
he took coming here?
Getting half killed
for us.
What about his friends?
Yaqui, Dutch,
and Bronco.
Can we take them
along with us?
Fetch them horses.
I guess it's all here,
except maybe
a few dollars.
I remember this one.
Just like I said,
the Indians saved us a lot of trouble.
Hey, Sheriff.
Look at here.
I'm following up
these tracks.
The rest of you,
pick up that money
and follow those Apaches.
If you catch any of 'em,
turn them over
to the agent on
the reservation.
You figure you can
handle it alone, Sheriff?
Two horses
made that trail.
Smitty, Evans,
mount up.
No use,
I've lost the trail.
We'll pick it up
in the morning.
Can't seem to get it.
Pop, we won't be able
to do him any good, will we?
He's hurt too bad,
I knew it.
There ain't a doctor
in Shadow Valley.
There's Pete Miller.
He knows almost as much.
It'll take riding all night
to get Pete here.
Pop.
Don't let that wound
get dry.
Oh, Pop. Pop,
if he gets well,
say it'll be all right
with him and me.
But he ain't
well yet, honey.
And he ain't rid
of that posse.
Where are my clothes?
You heard your father,
I got to get out of here.
If that's what
you want, Cully.
Come on.
I haven't got all
the time in the world.
What are you running
away from, Cully?
Oh, if I only knew,
maybe I could help.
I wish I were older,
and beautiful,
and wise.
I'll bet you had
women who were.
Sure, dozens.
One special one?
All special.
Where are my clothes?
Then they didn't
love you enough.
Not like I do.
Now, listen,
with me you'd have
nothing but trouble.
Nothing but runnin'.
Lolly.
I'll try Jones
and Miller.
You two take Bhumer
and Matthews.
And if we find him?
Pin him down
and wait for me.
Good morning.
Good morning.
You shouldn't have
left your bed.
My bed?
Where is my gun?
I wanna thank you,
Ms. Bhumer,
for everything.
Now,
if I can borrow a horse,
I'll be leaving.
I don't know all the things
you've done, Cully,
but if you can't stay
and face them,
wherever you're going,
take me with you.
No.
You don't have to be
afraid with me, Cully.
I wouldn't try and
make you do anything
you didn't wanna do.
You're a woman,
aren't you??
I love you.
Lolly.
Stay inside, Cully.
You shouldn't left that
Apache pony outside.
We spotted you easy.
If you figure we're the only
ones out here, you're wrong.
The sheriff will
be here any minute.
So be heating up
the coffee pot, Cully.
We'll all be in for some.
Looks like neither one
of us are leaving.
Cully?
It's Jim Flannery.
Are you coming out,
or do I come in and get you?
Jim!
I've got a girl in here.
You wanna hurt her,
keep on shooting.
You've got the spine
to face me like a man,
I'll come out to you.
We can get around
on the other side, Sheriff,
we'll move in together.
I'm waiting
for you, Cully.
You lost your mind?
All right, Jim,
I'm coming out after you.
I'm relieving you boys
as deputies.
Put those guns away.
Wish me luck.
Cully, please
don"t do it.
Don't go.
Did you forget your
little speech already?
You said you were never
gonna tell me what to do.
All right.
Don't worry about me.
I'll still go
with you, Cully.
So go ahead and Kill.
You've done
everything else.
Yaqui, Dutch, and Bronco,
what did they die for,
Cully?
For this?
Pop was right.
You're a gunslinger!
That's all you are, Cully,
a gunslinger!
And I don't want you!
Hear me?
Whatever happens
I don't want you.
All right, then.
Shoot straight.
All right, Jim.
I'm whipped.
But you didn't do it.
She did.
You're not whipped,
Cully.
You couldn't be,
not ever.
I'm ready, Jim.
He'll get a fair trial,
Flannery?
It'll be
a fair one, Bhumer.
If she's lucky, she won't
have to wait too long,
that's if you call
getting Cully lucky.
Oh, Ms. Bhumer,
I found this in one
of the boys' saddle bags.
I imagined it must be
for you.
Nice, honey.
There's nothing in it.
It was empty.
Well, how did I
know it was empty?
A feller at the
bar told me...
A feller at the bar!
Just proves one thing.
If you want something done
right, do it yourself.
Nobody's blaming you.
You wanted a stake in a ranch long
before I knew you.
Why, that was just
a joke, Cully.
What would I do
with a ranch?
Same with me.
The church in my
village has needed
a new altar
for 70 years.
SO he can wait.
We're riding to Greasy's.
My gal in Sonora,
she won't wait.
Cully.
Do we have to take this
jackass, Bronco, with us?
Who's a jackass?
Break 'em up, Dutch.
Lolly! Lolly!
Wake up.
Oh, morning, Pop.
I slept like a log.
Get to the horses.
Keep them quiet.
Just some punchers.
Pop, think we'll get to
Shadow Valley tomorrow?
We ought to, Lolly.
Got that desert to cross.
You getting impatient?
It'll be nice
to see green fields again,
have a real home again.
I might even plant some
flowers in front of the...
Lolly.
Pop!
Is that what they
taught you in school?
To scratch your... scratch
yourself in front of someone?
Pop, I'm just not
cut out to be a lady.
You hear
that horse whinny?
Yeah.
That could be a posse.
Let's get them before
they get us. Come on.
The riders have stopped.
Yeah.
Drop it.
Let me go.
Didn't know you ever
carried that stuff, Bhumer.
Dutch.
I heard you was dead.
You sure unlearned
everything I taught you
since you've been away.
I told never to
pull down on nothing
unless you had
them in your sight!
I did have them
in my sights.
That gun shoots low.
Well,
it does for a fact.
I traded it off in a Navajo.
I'VE been meaning
to sight it in.
Looks like you fellows
was mighty fortunate.
Gents, this
is Simon Bhumer.
In the old days,
he never missed.
That's Bronco, Yaqui,
and that there
is Cully.
I take it this
is your brat.
This is my daughter.
I hear you
turned farmer.
Where are you
heading?
Shadow Valley.
Picked me up a small
spread a few years back.
You're gonna marry her
off to a plow pusher?
Well, she sure ain't gonna
marry no gunslinger.
Let's go.
Shadow Valley, hmm.
That's Indian country.
Not legally, it ain't.
Somebody ought
to tell the Apaches that.
I Know.
I can read the signs.
Well, see you.
Yeah.
Put the coffee on.
Make enough for
me to shave with.
You have
a beautiful family, mamacita.
Don't ever walk up behind
a man like that, Greasy.
You here
for a grubstake?
Might need your help.
Awful close to Cholla,
ain't you??
You came back to deal
with Flannery maybe?
You got tired
of eating crow?
I got tired of eating
sand and cold beans.
You talked big
last time, Greasy.
Is it the same deal?
You figure you're ready?
I am.
In that case,
I'll ride.
Be nice to the customers,
unless they're Apaches.
Sarsparilla"s warm.
Yeah.
At least it's wet.
Meeting will
come to order.
Cully, tell me.
Why do three smart
hombres like us
tie up with a dumb
one like Bronco?
We may be taking the
Cholla Bank tomorrow.
It's been tried three times
in the past five years.
They got a big
graveyard in Cholla.
About the biggest
this side of Gallup.
We all gonna land in
one sooner than later.
Why are you worried?
I just don't
wanna get shoved.
Big piggybank, Cully?
Greasy's checking.
Cattlemen's Association makes
a deposit once a month.
When that happens,
it's big.
Sounds reasonable.
Bank's on a corner.
Plain sight of
everybody in town,
and everybody in
town is watching.
Even Mrs. Pritchard in
that Lady Shop's got a gun.
Decoy everybody out of the way
and the job's gonna be easy.
Gonna kill two birds
with one stone, eh?
Bank and Flannery?
And Flannery.
Those crackers
got worms, Dutch.
Why the Cholla Bank,
Cully?
Why has it got to
be the Cholla Bank?
You wanna back out?
Say so.
I ain't backing out.
I can use the money.
SO can Yaqui,
for that matter.
Even Bronco has a got
aright to... Hey.
What are you gonna
do with your share?
Didn't I tell you?
I figure to go into
business here with Greasy.
Pop, let's
rest a minute.
All right.
I hope it's cool
in Shadow Valley.
I remember it
green and cool.
That's the way it is,
isn't it Pop?
Yeah. That's the way it is,
just like you remember it.
Oh, you've been looking
at those smokes all day.
We haven't seen any Indians.
Sometimes, that's when
they're the closest.
When I was in school,
I saw Indians
at the Topeka County Fair.
Right up close.
They don't scare me.
They say Indians
don't talk much.
But give them some
smoke and they chatter
like women
at a church social.
You better sew
up that blouse.
He didn't have
to tear it.
When I get
to Shadow Valley,
I'm going to
make a new dress.
Hoo-hoo.
You done it again.
Hey fellas,
you know something,
the gal in this calendar
ain't half as pretty
as that Bhumer's kid.
All right, now.
Once more.
Dutch, you know
what to do.
I know what to do.
- Bronco?
- Yeah, boss. I got it.
How much gold
you got in here?
Three,
four hundred, why?
If we don't pull it off,
we lose the poke, too.
You dumb, Dutchman.
If we don't pull it off,
we don't need the poke.
Yaqui?
Yeah, boss,
I know. Nine.
Wonder where Greasy
keeps his jug?
You'll wait
with that stuff
until we get
below the border.
Any objections
to sarsaparilla?
Every now and again,
them smokes start going.
Nowadays, it don't mean
too much, but they used to.
Remember '72?
The whole danged
country went up
in flames.
There were lots of
smokes then clear
from here to
Shadow Valley.
And I don't like
this dang weather.
Injun weather.
Sounds like
we got company.
Have some cheese.
Oh, excuse me.
You like candy?
Oh, yes.
I like it very much.
Thank you so much.
You'll spoil her.
I was just
telling the boys,
this is real Indian
weather, back in '72...
Yeah, I know.
That was the year
Lolly's mother was...
Since then, it's been
just the two of us.
She's been to school
way back east in Kansas.
She's a good kid.
She ain't a
Kid no more.
Pop?
That's nice, honey.
Pretty.
I like the blue best.
I like the blue best.
Do you think there's
enough of that stuff
to make a dress out of?
Wait till Greasy
gets back.
- He will know.
- Yeah.
And what beats all is,
I lugged that map
around in my saddle bag
for 10 years
before I sold it.
He went out
and really found gold
right where it was
marked X on the map.
I had supper in town.
A couple of dozen
Apaches broke loose
from the reservation
down near the border.
Who's here?
A fellow named Bhumer
and his daughter.
This ain't no country
to be traipsing
around with a female.
Deposit's in,
bank's loaded.
You know, I never did
see that feller again.
Yeah.
Got worms.
Oh, I better get the
horses in the shed, Pop.
Good idea, honey.
Wish it would rain.
Cool things off.
Yeah.
Oh, Greasy,
Simon Bhumer.
- Hi, Greasy.
- How-do, Mr. Bhumer.
Mr. Bhumer, you and your
kid can sleep in back.
Might rain.
That's fine, Greasy.
We had supper.
How much we owe you?
Two bits.
You know...
Oh, Lolly, come here.
I want to get a pair
of breeches for my girl.
Uh, what size?
I don't rightly know.
Well, you better make them big.
She's growing.
Yeah.
Oh, I think these
will do, Pop.
Yeah.
These are good.
Greasy,
give it to her.
- Me?
- Go on, give it to her.
Thankee.
Goon.
Give it to her.
What's this?
A present from Bronco.
I buy her clothes,
cowpoke.
Now, get this.
I know your kind.
You slap your brand
on anything you can.
Now I'm warning you,
all of you,
stay away from her.
Take it easy, old man.
Why you dirty pup.
He used to be
faster than you, Bronc.
He still is.
Pop, he didn't
mean anything...
Get in the
back room.
Good night.
Want a drink?
The floor will be
better than Greasy's bed.
Good night, Lolly.
Good night, Pop.
Go to sleep.
Stop making that noise,
everybody else is asleep.
Don't be afraid of thunder.
I guess I should be more
careful who I tangle with.
Get back to the store.
We're moving out.
Now!
Next time I see you,
be wearing a gun, because
I'm gonna Kill you.
Get up, Bronco.
Come on.
- Hey.
- Get up.
What do you want to do?
Sleep all day, Dutch?
Oh, boy, I was so tired.
I don't think I even
moved all night.
Oh, good morning,
boss.
Why didn't you move from
where you was sleeping?
Looks like the roof
must've leaked, huh?
Greasy,
get some coffee on.
Supposed the Bhumers
want some breakfast?
I got some eggs.
Bhumers are gone.
Gone? You seen
which way they went?
You see "em go,
Bronc?
No, not me.
I didn't see "em.
This ain't no day
for two people
to be out in the desert.
How about that coffee?
Yeah.
Want some
breakfast, Lolly?
You know, there's
lot of fine men, Lolly.
You don't want
a gunslinger.
My mother married one.
- Your mother was a good woman.
- And I'm not?
I didn't mean
that, Lolly.
- Oh, yes, you did.
- Now, you just listen to me.
You're not so old
that can't finish
what I started
this morning.
Now, you ride ahead of me.
Go on there.
What do you know
about women?
Guess nobody
knows about women,
but I know a
lot about men.
Time yourself
with this, Dutch.
We'll bein
Cholla at 11:40.
Pull up here.
Pull up here.
You ain't had no
breakfast yet.
Come on, let's
build us a fire
and brew some coffee
and forget your troubles.
There's a lot more to
being loved by a man
than what you found
in that shed.
You'll understand it
when you get older.
You wait and see.
Maybe I don't wanna wait.
None of us do, child,
but we don't have much choice.
Come on now, get down,
give me your hand.
Lolly, where
are you going?
I'm going back to Cully!
Lolly!
Oh, Lolly.
Here.
Guess we'll have to
make it on one horse.
What do you want?
Where's Jim?
He's not here.
No?
Cully,
what'd come back for?
Thought maybe Jim
might like to see me.
We could talk
over old times.
You sure feed him good.
Cully, listen to me,
leave us alone.
Never thought Jim Flannery
would let a woman
hog-tie him.
Nobody's hog-tying Jim.
Still teaching school?
I'm sorry.
Don't you like school
teachers, Cully?
I don't like anybody
telling me what to do.
Especially a woman.
Some woman might
even love you,
if you'd let her.
But that would
never do,
she might make
you throw away
that toy and grow into
a responsible citizen.
Like Jim Flannery?
Putting on a badge, running
his best friend out of town?
Jim Flannery grew up.
Cully, don't start
anything with Jim again.
He'll arrest you.
He'll put you in jail.
Listen to me, Cully.
There'll be trouble.
If you go into town,
there'll be trouble.
Don't do it, Cully.
Leave us alone.
Cully's in town.
I heard Cully's been
making his brag clean
down in Texas.
You got to
hand it to him.
He's got nerve.
Well, Harry,
you owe me a beer.
Jim, he's back.
Cully!
He's come back.
I'll collect that
beer this afternoon.
Cully.
Cully's in town.
- Where is he?
- In your office.
You stay with
Mrs. Pritchard.
You ladies
better go inside.
It's a lot safer.
Mrs. Pritchard,
what am I gonna do?
Your man will
know what to do.
Come on out, Cully.
There's no shooting
in this town.
Come on out, Cully.
You come on in, Jim.
I won't hurt you.
Put it away, Jim.
If I'd wanted
to drop you,
I'd have done it
a long time ago.
What do you want?
This isn't a social visit.
You shouldn't have
come back, Cully.
I told you not
to come back.
Well, what's the matter with
a little social visit, Jim?
A man wanting to gab
with his best friend.
Go on, gab.
Remember when we first
rode into this town, Jim?
Fresh out of the pokey.
Shooting up
everything in sight.
That was something,
huh, Jim?
Half the town
was scared to death.
Hiding under their beds.
Then Maggie coming out
begging us to stop.
We stopped all
right, huh, Jim?
Who wouldn't for a beautiful thing
like Maggie?
Shut up!
What are you trying
to make me do, Cully?
Put a bullet through you?
That's funny.
Maggie, a little
while ago, was afraid
it'd be the other
way around.
You had the crawling
nerve to go to my house?
To bother my wife?
I can remember the time when
she didn't call it bothering.
Cully!
Don't worry, Maggie.
Shooting's too easy.
First, I'm gonna push
his face in the mud
at Swede Larson's
stable yard.
I'm gonna let you see what
your pretty boy looks like
with his face all
covered with mud.
He's crazy, Jim.
Don't listen to him.
You're the sheriff.
Arrest him.
Throw him in jail.
No, Maggie.
What I'm gonna do, I should
have done a long time ago.
This won't take
much time.
Let's go.
Anything goes?
Anything goes.
That Cully.
He came from such
a decent family.
I still say if
they hadn't died
he'd have turned
out differently.
Jim's changed.
Jim had you.
Cashier?
I'd like to
cash that in.
I'll weight it.
May I have some
water for my friend?
We would not like
to use our guns,
too much noise.
Go get it, Bronc.
Can I borrow your keys.
The man asked for
the keys, senor.
Thank you.
Let me through.
If this goes any further,
I'm leaving this town,
I'm leaving you.
It's gotta be finished,
Maggie, don't you see?
No, I don't see.
Quittin'?
Don't you go being
ashamed, Jim Flannery.
For a man to respect his wife
is nothing to be ashamed of.
You listening to her?
And you, what do you
know about respect
for women or
anybody else?
You've got a lot
to answer for, Cully,
a lot to do
TO get clean.
You get out of Cholla
and don't you
ever come back.
Well, how was it?
Easy.
Looks like it wasn't
So easy with him?
How about you?
I came back, didn't I?
Let's go.
Don't you wanna know
how much we got?
We'll count it
across the border.
Come on.
You can read them, Pop.
What are they saying?
Near as I can make out,
they're several
parties of 'em.
Trying to talk it up.
They made the first
move this morning.
What was it?
I ain't sure.
I know what it was,
the store.
Looks like it.
Cully.
We ain't turning
back, Lolly.
Ah, he's gone lame.
Get down, Lolly.
Greasy got it quick.
It will be safer
in town, little mother.
I'd know them any place,
they're smart, Jim.
Mount up!
Jim!
Cully?
It figures.
Be careful, Jim.
I'll be careful,
all right,
but I won't lie
to you, Maggie,
one way or another,
I'm bringing Cully
and the rest of 'em back.
Let's go.
They got trouble,
broken shoe, lame horse.
Where does that
trail lead, Pop?
That's to the border,
two or three miles.
The one to Shadow Valley
goes around to the east there.
Pick up your rifle there
and we'll get goin'.
Stopped here
and then rode south.
How many were there?
It's hard to tell.
It's all mixed up.
Three, maybe four.
Come on!
Yaqui.
Bhumer made the turn-off
on the Shadow Valley trail.
Four Indians came in
and followed them.
There'll be more than
four where they're headin'.
A little earlier
and those Indians
would be following us.
Yeah, Cully, about an
hour you'll be shooting
at Flannery from
across the border.
Let's water up.
Our only chance
is them rocks. Mount up!
Get up there.
Why don't they shoot?
They will.
First, they gotta
play with us a bit.
Tease us like.
Oh, Bhumer's
been around.
He can take
care of himself.
I wish we didn't have
to hurry for the border.
I'd take me a bath,
to get clean.
You'd be in bad shape.
Your padre'd never
recognize you.
We'll split this up the
other side of the border.
I'll collect
my cut later.
That Cully.
He's got a lot
of faith in us.
Why shouldn't he?
We're his sidekicks,
ain't we?
Taking real good care
of his interest, ain't we?
I always said
you had not guts.
Split it up on the other
side of the border
and wait for us.
Hey, Bronco.
Wait for me.
It's Cully.
Come on.
We'll give them cover.
Yaqui, you all right?
He's dead.
You'll be all right,
sonny.
No one's called me sonny
for a long time now.
Lolly,
Cully is a good man.
Tell Cully...
Where'd you get 'em?
We robbed a bank,
Mr. Bhumer.
The Bhumers are mixed up
with a bunch of bank robbers.
I'd save my ammunition
for them Indians.
Stay here.
You still got that
low-shooting rifle?
You got it figured.
Oh, shucks.
I always figured
I'd die by a rope.
Cully!
Cully.
They get Dutch?
Yeah.
Well, let me know when
those bucks start back.
Look.
Flannery and a posse.
How do you figure it,
Sheriff?
Well,
if it's our friends,
they ran into some trouble.
Looks like the Indians
did our work for us.
Let's go down
and have a look.
Come on.
Them bucks don't like
that posse neither.
We're gonna take him
with us, Pop,
to Shadow Valley,
before they get here.
I'm asking you, Pop.
That'd be like taking
a rattler home.
I ain't gonna do it,
Lolly.
What about the chance
he took coming here?
Getting half killed
for us.
What about his friends?
Yaqui, Dutch,
and Bronco.
Can we take them
along with us?
Fetch them horses.
I guess it's all here,
except maybe
a few dollars.
I remember this one.
Just like I said,
the Indians saved us a lot of trouble.
Hey, Sheriff.
Look at here.
I'm following up
these tracks.
The rest of you,
pick up that money
and follow those Apaches.
If you catch any of 'em,
turn them over
to the agent on
the reservation.
You figure you can
handle it alone, Sheriff?
Two horses
made that trail.
Smitty, Evans,
mount up.
No use,
I've lost the trail.
We'll pick it up
in the morning.
Can't seem to get it.
Pop, we won't be able
to do him any good, will we?
He's hurt too bad,
I knew it.
There ain't a doctor
in Shadow Valley.
There's Pete Miller.
He knows almost as much.
It'll take riding all night
to get Pete here.
Pop.
Don't let that wound
get dry.
Oh, Pop. Pop,
if he gets well,
say it'll be all right
with him and me.
But he ain't
well yet, honey.
And he ain't rid
of that posse.
Where are my clothes?
You heard your father,
I got to get out of here.
If that's what
you want, Cully.
Come on.
I haven't got all
the time in the world.
What are you running
away from, Cully?
Oh, if I only knew,
maybe I could help.
I wish I were older,
and beautiful,
and wise.
I'll bet you had
women who were.
Sure, dozens.
One special one?
All special.
Where are my clothes?
Then they didn't
love you enough.
Not like I do.
Now, listen,
with me you'd have
nothing but trouble.
Nothing but runnin'.
Lolly.
I'll try Jones
and Miller.
You two take Bhumer
and Matthews.
And if we find him?
Pin him down
and wait for me.
Good morning.
Good morning.
You shouldn't have
left your bed.
My bed?
Where is my gun?
I wanna thank you,
Ms. Bhumer,
for everything.
Now,
if I can borrow a horse,
I'll be leaving.
I don't know all the things
you've done, Cully,
but if you can't stay
and face them,
wherever you're going,
take me with you.
No.
You don't have to be
afraid with me, Cully.
I wouldn't try and
make you do anything
you didn't wanna do.
You're a woman,
aren't you??
I love you.
Lolly.
Stay inside, Cully.
You shouldn't left that
Apache pony outside.
We spotted you easy.
If you figure we're the only
ones out here, you're wrong.
The sheriff will
be here any minute.
So be heating up
the coffee pot, Cully.
We'll all be in for some.
Looks like neither one
of us are leaving.
Cully?
It's Jim Flannery.
Are you coming out,
or do I come in and get you?
Jim!
I've got a girl in here.
You wanna hurt her,
keep on shooting.
You've got the spine
to face me like a man,
I'll come out to you.
We can get around
on the other side, Sheriff,
we'll move in together.
I'm waiting
for you, Cully.
You lost your mind?
All right, Jim,
I'm coming out after you.
I'm relieving you boys
as deputies.
Put those guns away.
Wish me luck.
Cully, please
don"t do it.
Don't go.
Did you forget your
little speech already?
You said you were never
gonna tell me what to do.
All right.
Don't worry about me.
I'll still go
with you, Cully.
So go ahead and Kill.
You've done
everything else.
Yaqui, Dutch, and Bronco,
what did they die for,
Cully?
For this?
Pop was right.
You're a gunslinger!
That's all you are, Cully,
a gunslinger!
And I don't want you!
Hear me?
Whatever happens
I don't want you.
All right, then.
Shoot straight.
All right, Jim.
I'm whipped.
But you didn't do it.
She did.
You're not whipped,
Cully.
You couldn't be,
not ever.
I'm ready, Jim.
He'll get a fair trial,
Flannery?
It'll be
a fair one, Bhumer.
If she's lucky, she won't
have to wait too long,
that's if you call
getting Cully lucky.
Oh, Ms. Bhumer,
I found this in one
of the boys' saddle bags.
I imagined it must be
for you.
Nice, honey.