Are you sure you won't come back
to my place to eat? No, thanks,
we still have quite a way to go. Maybe next week. Tell your mother, next time,
she should let you stay longer. I'd love to, but she doesn't like
me staying out all night. She blows up. Mothers are all alike. Afraid we're going to stray. -Say hello to your brother.
-Okay. -Bye, we better be going.
-Thank you, bye. Your mother
isn't the only one who can blow up. -Bye.
-Bye. Ma, I'm home. Ma. Ma. Alex? Julia is a pretty name. Is it your girl's? Something like that,
but more like a memory. It can happen. When you are my age,
that's all there's left. There's not much you can do with them. What memories have you got going? You name it, kid. I got them all. Artists first. We've been on the trail together
for two days now, and you seem a decent sort. You told me who you are,
but not where you're from. -Waverly, Missouri.
-A pretty town, Waverly. High is an eagle on the cliffs
dominating the mighty Missouri. Are you a poet? Anyone from Missouri
has a touch of the poet or the artist. I'm from Gallatin. A sheriff of Davis County. Sheriff? -Right.
-Missouri's a long way off. What are you doing here? Working, son. What kind of work? Following someone? You newspaper reporters are all the same. More curious than women are. Don't worry. This can be off the record. -Trouble, son?
-No. I've got to ride down
to the Mexican border. Looking for General Shelley. He crossed the frontier there
with his army. He's crazy. He didn't want to surrender
to the Yankees. You know the war's over? Not for him, it isn't. He's got too much
of that southern blood to get in. That's him, all right,
a brave man, but thick-headed. Yes. Joe Shelley. -Did you say your name is George Shelley?
-That's right. It's my uncle. My old man's brother. What are you looking for? Weapons. -Tricky business.
-I see. -You're going after Mexican smugglers?
-No, more after Indians. Not every rifle goes over the border. That's even worse. Much worse. Over there. Aim above her, I want her alive. You'll have to take care of them. They're out of range for me. Come on, let's get out of here. It won't be easy getting her to talk. The only thing I found out
is that she has to go to Laredo. She's very frightened. She must have relatives
or someone waiting for her. I think so. She wants to travel in a hurry. If we'll go somewhere else,
she'll head on alone. Good morning. Listen, I like plain talking,
and we have a right to an explanation. These men won't waste time revenging. We ruin their game,
and they'll try to punish us. If you expect us to go on helping you,
speak up. Otherwise, you can start riding. We saved your life, and we don't know you. I'm Sarah, Sarah Bowman. From San Antonio. My father was in Mexico. A few days ago, he sent some papers,
saying they were important. Both my mother and my brother were murdered. I wasn't
because I was away from the house. I was with a girlfriend. Our house was in the country,
12 miles from the nearest town. When I got home, ir was all over. They must have been there
for the documents, and they tortured my mother
and brother to get them. They won't stop there. -Drink this, it'll make you feel better.
-Thank you. I found the papers. They were where my brother hid them. I was afraid they'd come back,
so I ran away. I've been riding for two days and today, they finally caught up with me. My father will be in Laredo,
and I must get to him. He's all I've got left in the world. If those papers are really so important,
why did he send them to you? They would be registered in San Antonio,
then sent to him. My brother was supposed to do all that. -Now…
-What are the papers all about? I'm sorry. That's your business. We'll ride with you
as far as Laredo, all right? Now smile, I think. Yes. I knew you could do it. You look prettier that way. Come on, let's go. There's a lot of road before we get
to Martinez's place on the border. We'd better stay there for a few days. -Are we all ready?
-Yes. Come on. Do we have much of this traveling to do? Isn't it sunny? Two or three days. We got to get through the snow country. Then we'll go faster. This is the hard way to get there,
but the shortest. Hey, don't tell me
the two of you are tired. That's nonsense,
I'm fine and I'm 30 years older than you. -I'm 30 years younger than you, I'm tired.
-Yes, you're just not old enough. Why didn't you carry a Colt? I don't need or like them. I do just fine with a rifle. I was in the 7th Cavalry when I got out. I saw it off the barrel. It's handier. I feel naked
without my Colt in its holster, believe me. How about little Sarah? Can you fire a gun? Sure, my brother taught me
how to a crack shot. We'll camp here. It's well protected. Tomorrow,
we'll have an easy ride to Martinez Hotel. Thanks. When we get to Papa Martinez,
call him Jimmy. Tell him you're brother and sister. If they ask you,
say you're a newspaperman. You're going to Laredo
with her on family business. Right, Marshall. With you, I feel secure and protected. You two don't call me Marshall ever. I'm in disguise, you see. Stop! I have to talk with one of the passengers. -What happened?
-Sorry, boss, we found nothing. The two of them wouldn't talk,
so we silenced them. -Just two?
-Not the girl, she escaped. We nearly caught her
when two men helped her escape. -Idiots!
-Don't worry, we're keeping an eye on her. They're heading toward the frontier. I don't want them to reach Martinez. I want either the documents
or the girl alive and well. Get going! Fast! Hey, Papa! -Papa!
-What? -People are coming.
-Who? -How many?
-I don't know. -I saw the dust their horses were making.
-Go call Ned, hurry up. You come along with me. Ned! Ned! Ned! Where are you, Ned? Come on out, you lazy good for nothing. Are you in there? Ned. Thank you, it was getting awfully hot. Come on, Ned. Jimmy wants to see you
right away on the roof. All right, all right. -I'll run like the wind.
-Go! Oh, move, will you? You better take a look for yourself, then. There's dust, maybe it's Indians. -Oh, it wouldn't be, impossible.
-What if it is, what do we do? -I've never seen Indians here before.
-Better wait them out. They'll be here,
and we'll see who they are. Where's that dwarf of yours? He can see like a hawk. Ned, where were you? What a time to take a bath! Whenever someone needs you,
you're not around. Come on, come on, move! Take a look out there. What do you make of it? -What do you see?
-They're riding fast, for sure. -Americans, Mexicans?
-I don't know. -Indians?
-No. No Indians would ever come
galloping up like that. They prepare
in the daytime and attack by night. It ain't Indians, at least. Figure out who it is,
and come tell me right away. Sure, Jimmy. I looked for Ned, but he's disappeared. When he's nervous,
he paces in and out underneath your bed. Oh, you! I was sure they weren't Indians. Indians always prepare at night
and attack at dawn. -Why always at dawn?
-Well, because they attack at dawn. Yes, I guess so. This evening. What about that dust? -Could it be the people we're waiting for?
-No. You know something,
you ought to forget why we're here, and just try to act natural. When it's time to move,
you'll know about it. For the moment,
just take things nice and easy. Don't worry about it, Thompson. I'm a man
who can keep control good inside. The truth is you're the man
who should control his temper. You ought to take that holster off
for once in your life, you poor idiot. Thompson,
have you ever seen me without my gun belt? No, but there's a first time
for everything they say. By the way, Jefferson,
stay away from Adeline. Listen to that. Private grounds. That little Mexican bitch
has pierced your heart, right, Thompson? You are an idiot. Tell me, who is the only person
who can help us when we need it? Oh, I get it. You mean her? Why do you drink so much? Drinking is bad for people. It turns them ugly. Are you afraid of losing good clients
if I get old quickly? It has nothing to do with that,
you know it. I'm still in love with you. We should stop your carrying on
and flirting with Thompson. He promised he'd take me away
from this horrible hole. He promised
he would bring me where I need to go. I'm a singer. I must get away. Yes, I know I'm not worth anything. I've lost all I've had. This place is all I have left,
but it could be worse. We have what we need. Besides,
I'm still so much in love with you, as I told you. If you love me, you wouldn't make me
stay and be your servant. What of our son? Why did you stop? It was beautiful. Because there's no accompaniment. -How about that?
-I don't know how to play it. It's my husband's. It belonged to his father. He used it in church, I suppose. I don't really know. Sing some more, Adeline,
your voice is wonderful. You don't need anybody to play. Don't think you can make fun of me. I was a great artist, and don't forget it. Now move, get out of here! Whatever you like, but I'm telling you the truth You're wasted here. Any news of that cloud of dust,
Papa Martinez? No, if there was anything,
Ned would have told me. Eating is too good here,
I'll wind up fat as a pig. You don't have to play around. I know I can't cook worth a damn,
but thanks for the compliment anyway. I never thought
I'd end my days among frying pans. I did everything wrong. It happens though. Too often. At my age, there's no use in looking
for a happy ending anymore, young fellow. You just try to get along
with everyone and everything. Ana. -Be careful.
-Of what? Mama, you know what? I don't like that guy
all dressed in black. -It isn't up to you to like clients.
-Is it up to Ana? What are you saying? If you saw how she was looking at him,
you wouldn't ask. Ana. Ana. Hurry and get to go to the hotel. Don't come after me. All right. -What are you doing out here?
-Get her inside! Get everyone back inside, hurry! -Take care of my sister, she's hurt.
-Of course. Is he dead? -No.
-Search him. damn it to hell, We had to find a marshal. -Can I finish him?
-We don't need him dead. -He could help if he's alive.
-He's here after us, don't forget. Quiet down, you idiot! It was you who shot him. All right,
Sam shouldn't have shot the man, but I wish you'd tell me
why you didn't want to go to that hotel. We could have waited for the girl there. It worked out easier. Listen, orders are orders,
and I'm the one who's given them. I told you I was willing
to go along with that. Put this back, and let's go. Remember, he's not alone. -I told you to stay put.
-We're awful damn late. I was getting worried. -Did you find anything out?
-I'll tell you later. -How's Sarah?
-She's all right in the hotel. Let's keep our eyes open. We'll be getting surprises
from inside, too. Soldiers! Hey, soldiers are coming, and the spade. Hey, come on out. All, get water
for yourselves and the horses. We're moving in five minutes. I'd advise anyone who's traveling
to go no further. The Indians are on the warpath
as of last night. -I've got to get this mail through.
-That's up to you, slim. Travel at your own risk. At the moment, we're a limited force,
we can't be everywhere. You've been warned. There are a lot of Indians
and damn few of us. Afternoon. Can I help you, sir? No. No, thanks,
I look very old, but I'm not. You should meet my grandfather. These terrible Indians. Tomorrow morning,
I've got a conference in San Antonio. By the way, I am Doctor Gordon. I'm Jimmy Martinez. -You'll be comfortable, the food is good!
-I hope so. Bonjour. A pleasure. The name is Paradine. Quinn Paradine of New Orleans. He is the one we want. Yes, let's go. The Indians are becoming a nuisance. We must do something
about them once for all. May I present Mrs. Simpson? I'm not sure that isn't the juiciest bit. I'm afraid the doctor
is impassioned on the subject of music. He's been talking on and on for hours
of concertos and sonatas, and now he can show off as a performer. We're in for it if I'm not mistaken. Mademoiselle. Platoon, formation. Don't just stand there, go help Ana. Ana, Michael. Go on, help those men with the baggage. Forward, halt! You could have knocked, you know. Give me those papers. It could be unpleasant
if it should happen to Miss Latham. Don't worry, they're in a safe place. If someone finds them,
our plans go up in smoke. I'd be the only one in trouble
if you had them. You forget I still love life. No, I'll hold on to them. Afraid I'd double-cross you? -Who's the young fella?
-Something a long, long time ago. You loved him. Quinn dear, don't be an idiot. Supposing I were jealous? You are more enchanting… You must never touch a lady
without her permission. Now, get out. Don't forget,
we came to this place for a purpose. It must be nice to play so well. You had to accompany yourself. I sang that many times. -I'll ask him to play for you.
-No, no. Let him go on. He's very good. I wonder why he became a doctor
instead of a musician. By the way, my dear, who were the two men
who came here with the girl? The younger one is a reporter,
the girl is his sister. I'm not really sure who the other is. You're interested, aren't you? Curiosity only. Have you decided? Will you leave your husband
and come away with me? Yes, I will. I only hope I can trust you. Afternoon, miss. -Mind if I have a drink with you?
-Our pleasure, miss. -Beer or whiskey?
-Whiskey. Girl, after my own heart. Let's have a little toast. Here's to old friendships. To the pleasure the company of a woman
as beautiful as you are brings us. He plays wonderfully. I just love music. What kind of music? Any kind, if played well. What does it say? There's not a very good sky
for reading smoke signals. As far as I can make out,
it doesn't look good for us. Have you eaten, my dear? I think I know what's troubling you, but you must eat. Supposing I play something for you. All right? Come on, go to the table and try to eat. No, I don't know who he is. He got on the coach at Santa Elena,
he's heading for San Antonio. -I never saw the girl before, either.
-Oh, we know the girl. -Me?
-No, not you, George. I meant, I know her. Hey, trying to kill me with kindness? Michael, you do that again,
and I'll cut your tongue out. Hey, bring me something to drink
and make it bigger than you are. That son of a bitch! Never like the Colts. Not my style. It's much better
if you don't play around with them. I hope you don't mind. Is that all? Get up to bed this instant. Hurry now, it's late. Go on, will you? Can I get you some more? -Thank you.
-Good night. -You haven't eaten anything.
-I'm not hungry. You should try to eat something. I said go to bed. It's time you sang something for us. The doctor would love to accompany you. I give you Adaline, ladies and gentlemen. -I don't have anything.
-Oh, my dear, don't wait to be coaxed. You must think you're clever, don't you? You are just acting like an idiot. You've got to stop it
because if you don't, I'll murder you. I don't give a damn if I need you or not. You never even heard of Quinn Paradigm
before he came here. Now you're trying
to worm your way in with him. Get out,
and don't let me see you for a few hours. When you feel like acting stupid again,
think of the $200,000 we might lose. -Better?
-Yes. That way, we won't have him around. -Everyone ready?
-Yes. Fine. -I'll be there in an hour.
-Right. I've got some news for you. There's a marshal inside from Missouri. He's carrying an order
for the arrest of a certain Henri Manuel. -How did he manage to find me?
-I bet he doesn't even know it's you. Possible. Find out anything else? No. -Are you sure?
-Sure. What will you do, boss? -Keep on going?
-Yes, follow the plan. I took the papers, George,
they weren't safe in the stable. Just as well. I was getting worried. With those Indians around,
we should keep our eyes open. They're just on the outside. Thomas, who do you suspect in here? You don't have to answer. I know who you mean. Don't be too sure,
I'm not, I can tell you. Since I don't know them, I'll have to catch him red-handed. Smuggling guns? We've been on their trail for months. There are 60 rangers
involved in this operation from Laredo to San Antonio. This thing was organized up top. Then it's really front-page stuff. That's right, son, front page,
and some pretty big names. I'm afraid I have to tell you,
Julia is one of the gang, so better let us start talking. Julia? I haven't seen her in years. We're from the same town. We grew up side by side. It was all very normal. Then, we fell in love. I had the marriage license in my pocket. Then she ran away,
and I'll tell you this much. It's not true
about time healing all wounds. Whose turn is it up on the roof? Papa Martinez. -That son of a bitch.
-What happened? I went outside for fresh air, and someone hit me
with the handle of his gun. I'll get whoever it was,
that son of a bitch. Sure looks like this isn't a good place
for getting fresh air at night. We better take a look around. You try upstairs. Sarah. Sarah, is everything all right? Yes. I'm fine. Only I'm sure
someone was under my window a while ago. We're keeping a watch. -Good night.
-Good night. The two chargers should go off at once. Gallop around the building
and keep fire in your guns. We'll be needing a lot of confusion. -I'll handle the girl.
-I think it's stupid. All we have to do is bomb everything,
there's no easier way of getting her. Remember one thing, the sheriff
and the taller one will be watching her. Mind your own damn business. Obey orders
and shut up if you want your share. We'll have help from inside. -From who?
-The less you all know, the better. Now wait till I get back
or till you see the signal. I still think it's stupid. George. George, it's me. I remember
when you used to be glad to see me. I do, too. That was some time ago. George, I've always loved you. It sounds like a lie, I know, but it's the truth, I swear it. I'm going, I'm going home now. No, wait, please. I know what you're thinking, but that man isn't anything to me. I can't explain it. You've got to believe it, it's all over, George. Please, darling. Kiss me. The Indians! The Indians! Wake up, everybody! Here, take this. Ana, with me. Get up on the roof,
I'll handle things down here. No, I'll take care of it. Give me a rifle, I want to shoot too. Get out of the way, Michael. Go and find Ned. Bring him up here. He's never around when you want him. It's a real shame. I'm afraid the conference in San Antonio
is going to have to do without me. -I couldn't find him.
-I knew it. Damn, he's hiding! -Shoot from here, I'll to the door.
-Okay, Jimmy. Let's see how you shoot. You say you're good,
but nobody's ever seen you. -You little brat!
-Women. Fire! Fire! The stable is on fire. -Are you all right, Sarah?
-I think so. Come on, let's get back. George, look out! George, watch out! Come on now, it's all over. That's a good girl. -Thanks, Ned.
-Pleasure. -Feel up to riding?
-I'll try. Good girl. Up you go. Out, damn bullet! There it is. Now, that didn't hurt, did it? Pretty, isn't it? -Do you want it as a souvenir?
-No, thanks, I have enough already. By the way, who was attacking us? -Four no-goods.
-Four? Yes, two are dead. -The other two?
-They got away. Do you want to know the truth,
they're dead too. Sarah! What happened? -Is she wounded?
-No, just scared. Yes, that's all. -What the hell happened to you?
-Nothing, just a scratch. How about it? Shall we finish up? -Pick up any bullets on the way home?
-Not for the moment, doc. -Sorry to disappoint you.
-Sit down. -Let's see that horse.
-Some have run away. -Someone's got to.
-I'll go look for them. That's better. -I'll go with you.
-George, remember. -Keep a lookout behind you.
-True, monsieur. At times,
you have to learn to keep a lookout if… in front too. The fire's out. We almost wound up as ashes,
but we did it. -What happened to the girl?
-Let me tell you. Someone here, inside the house, hit Sarah on the head and lowered her out of the window to his partners,
who are the same men who attacked us. From the inside, you mean one of us? That's right. Do you mean that one of us
has been in alliance with those bandits? No, it's not possible! Never mind, we'll talk about it later. Get after those horses? Yes, the horses are more important now. We'd better start. After you. George. It's late, where are you two going? We're going
for a little ride by moonlight. Alone? Alone. The horses ran off toward the hills. That way. You stay here and keep your eyes open. I don't trust that Frenchie. Besides, everyone seems to have forgotten
there are Indians around here. -You can trust me.
-Good boy. That's what really happened, darling. Yes, I just heard it. Frenchie said it to that woman he's with. It's happening tonight. I don't know for sure, but in my opinion, he's the one
who hit Miss Sarah last night. -What do you think about it?
-Tell it again. I didn't quite understand something. Tell me again what you heard. What was there between you and Julia? I want to know. Monsieur,
curiosity killed the cat, you know. Young man,
when I ask a question, I expect an answer. You've got the wrong young man
and the wrong question, Frenchie. I don't take orders. Mon ami, I'm sorry to tell you,
I'm going to have to murder you. It's still early to find out
which of the two of us is going to die. You fool, are you afraid? If you think a thing like that worries me. Hey! Indians! -I've seen Indians.
-Are you sure? -Where?
-Down there, about 100, I'd say. -Till the next round, Paradine.
-Bien sûr, mon ami. I don't see anything, where are they? Here, right behind you with a bullet in the muzzle. Not near as bad as a machine gun,
but enough to murder you. -Me, why?
-You wanted to cut me out, didn't you? Get together with Paradine over the girl. -You're damn anxious to be rid of me.
-Rid of you, what the… -What are you saying?
-I say I should act alone. Make a better deal than you ever would. I tell you, I saw them last night,
they were in here. Shall I tell you something? Without them,
I'm no longer responsible for your life. Quinn. If you're not responsible for my life,
I assure you yours isn't worth a damn too. Get them back here. You can find them. Do you want your documents, chérie,
or the ones the girl has? At the moment, I want mine. You'd be rather upset
if someone else found them. -How are you feeling?
-Much better, thanks. I'm glad. Why don't you come
into the kitchen and help my husband? He's making one of his special dishes,
as it's an occasion. -Can I be of any help?
-Of course, maybe some music? Certainly,
as soon as I finish this chapter. Thompson had to leave
last night unexpectedly. -You helped him pack, I suppose.
-The man is a friend of mine, Mr. Quinn. He authorized me
to represent him in business deals. What deals? Well, as far as I can tell,
you're in the middle of two. -Oh, really?
-Quit it, I'm onto everything you know. The guns and Miss Sarah. I tell you, I found out all about it. You found this out all alone,
or did Thompson tell you before he went? I did. When do we start? It's a bad idea
to stay here too much longer. No load of guns, no money. I've made sure of that. -The meeting with the Indians is tomorrow.
-I know that. One of my men
was meant to be here yesterday. -You have men, but I'm waiting for the…
-The load of weapons. The wagons will be stopping
a few miles from here. I'm not running the risk of having someone
find arms worth $200,000 aboard, or would you prefer
that the marshal find us there? The marshal? What marshal? Hey, there's one thing
you didn't find out. It's the man with the wounded arm. I imagine he's here for us. -We've got to get rid of him.
-Of course, we do. It's the only possible way
of concluding this business. The only way. I was wondering. Why did Thompson leave? -Never mind, what of the girl?
-She's with those two. We get rid of them, and we've got her. When, today? This evening. What are you drinking to, Quinn? Oh, yes, touché. Mr. Jefferson is quite a businessman. Oh, really? -Mr. Thompson…
-He had to leave. Be careful, please. Good morning. Julia. Julia! Good morning. Mama! Mama, Mr. Thompson left. -What do you mean?
-The fat man left, he said so. Stop playing that stupid organ. We have to deal
with more than a wagon loaded with guns. They'll have to do away
with anyone who can recognize them. We'll have to be careful. Frenchie and I don't get along. We already plan
to get together for another round. If you're selling tickets, let me know. He'll make arrangements with Thompson
if there isn't anyone better around. What do you mean? Figure it out. There has to be someone
to transport those guns. Frankly, I'm curious. I have an idea who'll show up. The Indians seem strange
coming all the way here. Frenchie gets here,
and the Indians break loose. Thomas, do you think this story
about the Indians is true? I don't really know, it could be. Don't forget
they tried escaping with Sarah. Yes. I've been wondering. Do you know
what makes those papers important? I'm pretty sure but there's something
that concerns you a little closer. Sarah is in love with you, George. -I'm very sorry.
-Sure, you don't feel the same, right? -Thomas, you see…
-Yes, I know, Julia, but don't trust her. That's none of my business. Anyway, those papers… Gold. A gold mine, George. A gold mine? She's in trouble,
and I don't see her escaping unless she manages
to find her father in Laredo. Their troubles won't be over even then. What makes you think so, Thomas? Let's hear it. A gold mine causes much trouble. I hope Sarah's father
will sell it to a combine, a cartel, or the state. If he's smart, that's what he'll do. I'm worried about tonight. We better take turns on guard. I just had an idea. You wanted to go to Laredo
on newspaper work, right? You have an exclusive on all this, too. Sure, but could I write it? If you keep your gun in your hand,
I'm positive you can. I didn't think I'd ever find you. I was getting a little frightened
riding alone out here. Good afternoon. Come ride with me for a little while. I'd feel much safer if you were around. By the way, did you hear
that Thompson left last night? It was bound to happen, first of many. Shall we go? Take care, George. It'll be dark in two hours. Over to the old farmhouse, I'll race you. Come on. -George.
-He doesn't need that. Honestly,
I am unarmed and harmless as well. As a matter of fact, I'm not so certain. No, it's too much. It's too much. It's more than a man
should be asked to put up with. -You're grumbling again?
-Yes, sir, that's what I'm doing. -Who are you mad at today, Jimmy?
-At Ned, that shirking loafer. I've got to do all this. He's so small. He may not be very tall,
but he's the biggest loafer ever. If I get my hands on him, I'll… Let me help you, I'll take the saddle off. No, thanks. I better start using the arm again. Then I think I'll go in for a beer,
I need one. Hey! Michael, what are you doing there? -I was waiting for you.
-Hey! What is it? Hey, Ned, you're in on this, too? Martinez is looking for you. You're a lawman, aren't you? Ned found some papers. We decided to give them to you. It looks like they're about Frenchie
and that lady Julia. We've been thinking all along
that you were a sheriff. No one was supposed to recognize me. -How's that?
-Nothing, nothing. Thanks a lot, Ned. I'll remember it. That's all right, anytime. You think you can be trusted? We're blood brothers, look at my wrist. Indian style? -That's right.
-It's fine then. Let's tend to the horses. Five dollars on odds. -How much?
-Five. Why, ain't that too much? -No, ça m'est egal.
-Well, I tell you, I've got to leave. I understand that,
but there's nothing I can do about it. You can leave when you want to. How, we've got to wait
for the all-clear from the army! Yes, of course, I see that, but it seems strange
that nothing can be done about it. The conference will have started. -Is it more important than your life?
-No, but… Ned, what the hell are you doing? Get busy downstairs like expected. Leave that stuff be, forget it! Oh, Lord, he's going to ruin me. Did you see that? Something new every day. He never does anything,
and when he does, it's a disaster. -I'll leave that and get you a whisky.
-That's much better for you. It must be your lucky day, Jefferson. What do you see? Three men, one is wounded. I'll go tell the marshal. Hey, is anyone there? Hurry, we got a wounded man here. -Who is it?
-My name is Hal Anderson. -What happened?
-That's my brother Bob. -He's been shot, hurry!
-Doctor, come on! -There's a man out here who needs you.
-Coming, here I am. Who did it, Indians? No, rightly, no. Someone fired at us from the building,
we ran out, he fell from the window. -He didn't come after us, thank God.
-Be careful. Here. There, that's better. It's an ugly wound. He's lost a lot of blood,
let's get him upstairs. Take it easy, son. -Where's the stable?
-Right around the corner. -Bob, take care of the horses, will you?
-Okay. It's pretty serious. Can we question him, doctor? Maybe he saw who it was. I doubt he will regain consciousness. He's lost too much blood. It's only a question of minutes,
I'm afraid. Too bad. I was hoping
we could learn something useful. Now we won't know
if we will be attacked and if so, by whom? It's a shame, really. Soon, you'll question him. I saw that he was only pretending
to have lost consciousness fully. I'm sure it's better if only you were here
to question him when he comes to. Yes. I am quite aware of who you are, Marshal, and I'm aware of who the others are. The wagon with the guns is in the woods,
it's well hidden. Don't worry,
I left three men standing guard. We were on our way
when we noticed someone following us It was that guy. I winged him,
I thought I'd bring him along. If he wakes up and we get him to talk,
he could be useful. He can tell us who sent him. -Who is he?
-I don't know. I called him Fred,
so they'd think he was our brother. We'd better lose no more time. We'll act immediately. We must see
about that newspaperman and the marshal. Then, clear up the cargo of guns. Then we must get the girl. The girl, what girl? What do you mean? Gold, that's what I mean. Gold! -Now, this Bob, who is he, anyway?
-He's one of my men and a good one. Don't worry about him,
he's keeping an eye on the prisoner. Very well. Now listen to this and get it straight. Écoute. Water. Yes, yes. Marshal Thomas,
I was there by your orders. They hid the guns
about five miles from here. Three men are on guard,
and I got too near. I wasn't looking. They got me. I'm afraid
the shot I gave him has worn off, but perhaps you can try again
later in the evening. Doctor, I'm going to have to go outside. I hope I make it. Please, go downstairs. Keep an eye on the women
and, above all, on Sarah here. Here, I hope you don't lose it. It's heavier than a scalpel. All right, get him! Good work, go in. I love you, George. You'll never know. It's beautiful
that we found each other again. You know I love you. I love you so much. I never stopped. You've got to find those papers. You've got to. That man is a monster. You must believe me,
he used them to ruin me. In the meantime, he blackmails you. Now don't worry. I'll get them for you. -You'll burn them.
-Of course. For four days, my head
has been spinning with papers, documents. It's all important. Who else wants them, George? No, not yours. There are some other ones. Whose? Sarah's. It's night already, we'd better go. No, not yet, please. One more kiss. We really must, darling, it's late. -There's a long way to go, and I'm afraid.
-Afraid? That's not like you. Adeline. -Adeline.
-Yes. What, Jimmy? If I don't live through this,
when it's over, you'll still be here. -What are you saying, please, tell me.
-No, listen, let me finish. Upstairs, the leg of the bed on your side, Pull it out. There's money inside. I was going to make you a present of it
so you'd build a new life for yourself far away from here. Michael? He just passed out, it's nothing serious. If you go upstairs, you'll find the salts They're in my room right there. I wouldn't if I were you. It looks like he's taking his time. To get busy while we're waiting for him,
let's make the girl talk. The papers we want are here,
and the girl will tell us exactly where. Then I'm afraid
we'll have to get rid of the reporter and everyone else. -Everyone?
-Of course. Come here, please. Come on. Hello. Now, then. Here you are. Where are the papers to the mine? I don't know. You look like your bones are fragile. Speak, or I shall have to break them. I swear, I don't know. It would be better if you spoke. Give up the gold mine or you'll wind up
like your brother and mother. All right, untie them and take them away. Hurry with the horses,
I'll be waiting for you in my room. Bob? Bob, where are you? Bob! What happened to you? The bastard jumped in and ran away. -Which way?
-I don't know. He probably went out to the barn. We better tell Quinn, come on. He got away from us,
he's with that Marshall now. Damn it! Send me Jefferson, you take his place. Get to the other window, sharpen your aim,
and shoot straight if you want to live. -What happened?
-George doesn't have the things, Quinn. He would have given them to me. Thus, the marshal has them. Yes, obviously. We can start with the girl. The gold mine is more important. You make her talk. You're better than I am. Come on, talk, where are they? Speak up! No, I don't know where they are. I told you. -You have them.
-I don't have them. Not anymore. -Where are they?
-The marshal held them up. -You're lying!
-No, I told you, I told you! All right, stop it. Perhaps she's telling the truth. Everything's all right outside,
Anderson's on guard. -What's happened here?
-We have the information. The marshal has the papers, and as you know,
possession is nine points of the law. If you want to leave, I won't stop you. You can even have the weapons,
but if you want to stay in the operation, you'll help us eliminate them. The fellow also has the papers
and documents about our organization. What do you think
about bringing the men guarding the wagon? It's ridiculous to be afraid of a man
and a cub who is not dry behind the ears. We are five against one. We can take care of them later. What do we do? -Go get them in the barn?
-No, let them make the first move. The young one will break in
to save the girl and the others. We are in a better position. Inside and armed. Listen, don't try to talk. You'll tire yourself out. Let me see what I can do. It's just that… Your rifle. Over there. That's better. I never felt so sure about a Colt. You've got to hold on, Thomas. You've got to keep your eye on the door. Try and take it easy now. I'll go see
if I can get the doctor, all right? George, be careful. You've got to get Sarah. -If not, they'll torture her.
-I know. Sarah, Julia, Michael, everybody. George. George. Take my place. Now you're the marshal. Take this star. It's where you'll get them. I swear it. Over this way, come on, come on! Down! Use my ladder. I hope it holds you,
they're all down below. Thanks. Ned! -Have you seen anything?
-No. -How about you?
-No, it's too dark. I know he's out there somewhere. -What should I do?
-Take the girl upstairs. Tie her down and get out on the roof,
I want no surprises from there. -That won't do any good.
-Do as I tell you! Don't waste any more time! Get into the kitchen
and watch the doors and windows. Go! Throw down the guns and do it slowly. That's fine, Frenchie. Now, let's have the other one. I'm Jed Walker. Federal marshal. You're quite the little man. If you were as brave as you act,
but you aren't, mon ami. You'd come here without the rifle. You'd never dream of doing that because you're a frightened boy
trying to put on a show. Give yourself up, Quinn. -I represent the law.
-Oh, the law? How can a bastard
like you represent the law? You've always run away from me. Throw away your little toy rifle, and let's see
what you can do with your hands Without any
of your filthy cheating tricks. Why am I even talking? It would take a man to do that. It's all over, my boy. I'll carry your stupid head
on a silver platter up to Julia. She deserves such a trophy. George. George! Oh, darling. My love. I saw everything,
and I was afraid to fire. If I had, I might have hit you. Oh, George! George! George. George. The documents, Sarah's,
they're in my rucksack. Her, Julia. I'm sorry to tell you this,
but it's the truth. Julia's the head of everything. These papers will prove it,
she's wanted for murder and robbery. She's a monster. You mustn't…
