[upbeat music]
[dramatic music]
[clock ticking]
[gentle guitar music] [man whistles softly]
[Katie screaming]
[objects clattering]
[baby crying]
- Ike, let's go!
- Cut out that damn crying!
[woman crying]
I'll fix her.
[glass shattering] [suspenseful music]
Burn the outside.
[baby crying]
[dramatic music]
[Katie crying] [baby crying]
[woman screaming] [gunfire blasting]
[suspenseful music]
[gentle music]
[flames crackling]
[ominous music]
[suspenseful music]
[horse whinnying]
- Katie!
Bill!
[Talion grunts] [glass shatters]
[suspenseful music]
Katie!
[somber music]
[birds chirping]
- Howdy.
[speech stammering]
You're Mr. Talion, ain't you?
I figured that I'd find you here.
I come to do you a favor.
Of course, it's got a price,
but I figured it's worth it to you.
- What are you talking about?
- Well,
I know who done this.
I thought you'd like to know,
and that you'd be willing to pay me
a little something for the information.
Well...
- Who did it?
- Well...
[gun clicking]
For God's sakes.
You wouldn't shoot an unarmed man.
- I know you're gonna make a real big splatter this close.
- If you shoot me,
you never will know who done it.
Ike Slant and the Beetson brothers.
[Trumbull gasping]
- Where are they now?
- I don't know.
I heard them talking about how they done this
to get even with you.
As God is my judge, that's all I know.
That's all I know.
I don't know where they went.
[Trumbull gasping]
- I think you just better get the hell out of here, Mister.
[gentle music]
Come on.
[gentle music]
[calm music]
[dogs howling faintly]
This is a real nice camp you got here.
- It ain't ordinary,
a stranger walking up on me like you just done.
- Well...
- Maybe you ain't ordinary.
- Well, I've been called a lot of things.
- You didn't walk way out here?
- No, that's...
[laughs] That's right, I guess I didn't.
Dolly and my outfit
are out there behind the brush.
You mind if we share your camp with you?
- Dolly?
Well, no.
No, I guess it'll be all right.
- Well, good, I'll just bring her in to meet you.
Well, girl, it looks like we got company for a change, huh?
I would like for you to meet my friend Dolly.
Dolly, this is...
What did you say your name was?
- Put her over there.
- All right.
[horse grunting]
[frogs croaking]
[dog howling]
Can you shoot that thing straight?
[gunfire blasting]
Straight enough.
You practice like this every night, hmm?
- [chuckles] No.
Sometimes I get it done earlier in the day,
but it always gets done,
one way or another.
- That's a real fancy rig you got there, boy.
- I earned it.
- I'll just bet you did.
Benny Wallace?
[chuckles]
- Didn't expect the word to travel so far.
- Oh, word about bounty hunters,
that travels pretty far pretty fast.
It'll always beat you home, boy.
- I have no home.
By the way, you haven't told me your name.
- My name is Talion.
- Talion?
I've been waiting a long time to meet you.
- Sure, I've done my share of practicing too, boy.
I never went in much for an audience though.
You ever notice a man gets to the top of the heap,
there's always somebody clamoring up
to try and take his place.
- Takes a little doing.
- Well, I don't guess you figure
anybody's got that much doing in them.
- You just turn around.
- You'll get your chance.
- What are you doing in this territory anyway?
- I'm just looking.
- Well, I heard you quit bounty hunting.
You getting a little rusty, ain't you?
Especially for Ike Slant and them Beetson brothers.
- Could be.
[sleeping bag rustling]
- [scoffs] Ike Slant's a top gun.
- "A top gun," no.
No, Ike Slant is the top gun, boy.
He's smart that's why the Beetson brothers
are his insurance.
You wanna be smart?
You be my insurance.
I'll be yours.
- You ain't getting no help from me.
- Oh, you figure on taking all three of them by yourself?
- I ain't splitting that reward money with nobody.
- Oh, I figured we could
decide on that after we got it.
- Yeah.
Yeah, we could at that.
It's kind of hard to figure.
Talion needs help.
- I just wanna make sure they all die, son.
[tense music]
Goodnight, boy.
[tense music]
[dramatic music]
[dog howling]
[dramatic music]
[birds chirping]
- [Benny] I heard you've been known
to get up from the wrong side.
- Dolly ain't got no wrong sides.
[Benny chuckling]
- It just don't look right.
- Draw, bounty hunter.
The wrong side, huh?
Come on.
[birds chirping]
[gentle music]
[tense music]
[gentle music]
- You intend going in?
- Well, may as well.
- Could be they just circled around,
and that's where they're at.
- Yeah, could be.
Let's not ask too many questions
when we get down there.
If they've been there, we'll know it.
Let's go by that shack.
Come on.
[gentle music]
- Howdy, stranger.
- Howdy. - Howdy.
- [Jo-Hi] I'm Jo-Hi.
- Well, Jo-Hi, who's the big boss around here?
- You're talking to him.
- Oh, this is your place, huh?
Do you mind if we step down
and stretch our legs a little bit?
- Not a bit of it.
You're welcome to.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Is there anybody else around here?
- Sure, my sister and my pa.
They work for me.
- Yeah, I got an idea
you ain't easy to work for either, huh?
- [Jo-Hi] I'm fair.
- Well, you wanna show us around a little bit?
- Sure, come in the house.
- Okay.
Howdy, ma'am.
- Howdy.
Could I help you?
- My name's Quince.
Brian Quince. - Mr. Quince.
- Anchor, fur buyer,
calligrapher, Justice of the Peace,
et cetera, et cetera.
This is my daughter Bri,
and I see you've met the boss.
- I'm Bill Tyler, Mr. Quince,
and this is my partner Bill Waters.
- Oh, a couple of Bills, huh?
Say, it seems a might peculiar, don't it?
- Don't let Dad scare you.
I can handle him.
- Oh, that's the way the wind blows, is it?
If I were you, young fella,
I'd be mighty careful.
We don't get many young men passing through here.
[chuckles]
Say, you fellas must be hungry.
- Yes, sir, we are.
- Well, nothing much happens around here,
and we kind of look forward to mealtime.
Sometimes get to it a might early.
Bri, do you think maybe you could warm up something now?
- All right.
- Say, you fellas got business in the territory?
- Well, sir, my partner and me are
kind of looking for new fields.
I thought we might try a little mining.
I understand this is the country for it here.
- You ain't no miner.
- Well, now, Jo-Hi.
- Am I wrong?
- Well, you figure I'm too old to learn?
- [Jo-Hi] Well, there's a lot to learn.
- Maybe you could learn me?
- Not too good.
Running this post takes about all my time.
- Yes, and there's a lot of chores
to be done in the back room.
- You're right.
Plan to do them tomorrow morning.
Well, if you wanna learn about mining,
I'll get you started.
- Well, all right, what do I do?
- I start my day's work at 5:30.
Meet me out in the corral.
- I'll be there.
- I better put a check on Bri.
- Well, good.
- How long you been working for him?
- Ever since the day he was born.
- Seems our new friends have been accepted.
- I gave you some on your birthday.
- Yes, you did.
- More coffee?
- [Benny] Yeah, I'll have some.
- Hmm, no thank you, Mr. Quince.
- [Bri] Jo-Hi.
- [Benny] Thank you.
- Let me help.
All right?
That's not like eating on the trail, is it?
- Well, goodnight.
- [Bri] Oh, uh, Jo-Hi.
Thank you.
- Yeah, thank you very much, Jo-Hi.
Thanks a lot.
- Never knew Jo-Hi to jelly bean strangers before.
- Where'd he get a name like Jo-Hi?
- Oh, it's just how he is and always has been
so dang high and mighty.
Everybody's always called him Jo-Hi.
Hey, it's time an old man locked up and went to bed.
- Bed sounds like a good idea.
Thank you very much, Miss Bri.
- [Bri] You're welcome.
- [Talion] Mr. Quince.
Ike Slant, do you know him?
- So, he is coming back.
My, he turned out bad, real bad.
Always knew he would.
Got a circular on him just the other day.
Kind of thought he'd be headed this way.
Good thing they put you boys right on him.
You know, I could tell, the way you handled your guns,
you knew how to use them.
- Oh, yeah.
- And, keeping your badges hid that way is a good idea.
Oh, I won't let on.
You boys federal?
Well, we're, um...
Sort of... - It doesn't matter.
Anybody but that old Duff from Sortie Wells.
He was a good sheriff in his day,
but he ain't no match for Ike Slant.
- Is this what you're looking for?
- Why, yes.
I see Ike's traveling with a couple of bad ones, too.
- Yeah.
- How soon you figure it'll be before he gets here?
- Oh, he's here.
- You sure of that?
- We tracked him all the way.
- He's probably going out to his old place.
- Where's that?
- Well, it's pretty much out of the way from here.
I could draw you a map.
- We'd be obliged.
- Here.
Now we're right here.
Now you cut across the flats in this direction
near Boulder Creek through Boulder Canyon.
Ike's place is right over here.
You just go right down here, around,
and come right up back of it.
- Thank you very much, Mr. Quince.
- You're welcome.
- I'll bed the horses in.
[gentle music]
[horse grunting]
Excuse me, I...
I didn't knock.
Could you tell me what time it is?
- Right there.
- Oh, there it is.
Yeah, well...
[clock ticking]
Say, that sure is a beautiful clock.
Yeah, I hadn't noticed that before.
That's a beautiful clock.
That's...
That's some clock, huh?
That's a good one.
- Yes, yes, it is.
- Oh, I'll bet that keeps good time, too.
- Oh, yes, yes, it does.
- Yeah.
Well, goodnight then.
- Mr. Talion. - Yeah.
- That clock there it strikes on the hour,
and it's almost eight o'clock.
The chiming's lovely.
Won't you stay and listen?
- [Talion] Yeah, I'd like to very much.
- Good.
- [Talion] Can I help you?
- Yes.
There you go.
- Thank you.
- [Bris] Well, now,
how do you like Tillumuck?
- Fine.
Tillumuck?
- [Bri] Oh, this valley is Tillumuck.
- Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah.
- [Bris] Named after an Indian chief.
- Were you named after an Indian chief, too?
- Me?
Of course not. Why?
- Well, you got some pretty funny names around here.
You know, Jo-Hi, and Tillumuck.
I never meet no Bris before either.
- Well, I was supposed to be a boy,
called Brian after my father.
Only the folks named me Brianna.
Bri for short.
[gentle music]
- You like it here?
- Oh, I was born here.
- [Talion] So, you've lived all your life in...
Tillumuck. - Tillumuck.
Yes, all my life.
Where's your home?
- Well, I was...
- Do you think that you'll be staying a while?
- Well, I can't really say about that.
Bill, he's sort of my partner.
You know, I'll have to hear
what he's got to say about that.
- Where might you be going, then?
- Well, we've got some business
that's got to be done with.
- Oh.
- Maybe on the way back I could stop by?
- Maybe?
- Well, it ain't a question of not wanting to.
It's just that we've got to do something.
Then if I can, I'll come back.
- You know, you really seem old enough
to do what you please.
[clock chiming]
- Yes, sir, that is sure some beautiful clock.
[Talion chuckling]
Well,
I think I better get to bed.
Thanks, the meal was fine.
- Bill?
I...
Well, goodnight.
- Ms. Bri, I do wanna come back.
- Well, you'll be welcome.
[gentle music]
- Well, Mr. Bill, that's about
all I know about finding gold.
- Uh-huh.
Well, thanks, Jo-Hi.
That gives me a good start.
- Do you really wanna be a miner?
- [Talion] Well, I don't know.
It seems like a good idea.
- Not to me it don't.
- It don't.
What do you wanna be when you grow up?
- [Jo-Hi] Well, I don't know.
I'll just have to wait till I grow up.
- Well, that's...
That will happen, Jo-Hi.
You don't have to rush that.
- You know, Mr. Bill, they ain't fooling me.
I don't really run this place at all.
- [Talion] Well, it appears to me you do.
- Well, in some ways I do,
but they won't even let me carry a gun.
- A gun?
- [Jo-Hi] Sure, how are you gonna
run anything without a gun?
- Well, you don't need a gun.
What would you do with one if you had it?
- What do you do with yours?
- Well, that's different.
I'm on the trail and everything.
I use mine.
I shoot rabbits and deer, you know, to eat.
- You got a rifle in your saddle for that.
- Yeah.
Hey, I'll tell you what.
I'll whittle you a make-believe gun.
- [Jo-Hi] I ain't gonna do no good with a wooden gun.
- No, I'm gonna whittle it so good,
that only you and I will know that it isn't real.
- Can you make it that good?
- Yeah, I can.
- And only me and you will know?
- Just us.
Okay?
Now, my partner Bill and I,
we have to leave today,
but when we get back,
I'll give you the gun, okay?
Let's get inside, it's cold.
Howdy. - Hey.
Oh, by the way, Quince.
I saw Ike Slant with two strangers.
- [Talion] Where?
- Up near Box Canyon.
You gonna send to Sortie Wells for Sheriff Wilson?
- Well, I could, Harry,
but that won't be necessary.
- Let's get moving.
Well, we'll sure drop by before long.
- Will you really?
- I will, anyhow.
- Oh, I almost forgot.
I packed a lunch for you.
It's in on the table.
- Oh, well...
Thanks.
- Hey.
- How did you know we'd be leaving today?
- [Bri] Jo-Hi told me.
- Oh.
That's quite a boy.
- Yes, he is.
He thinks you're quite a man.
I agree with him.
It'll take quite a man.
- Yeah, I bet it will.
Do you put up a lunch for every
stranger who comes through town?
- No, but I always figure
I'd know who to cook for.
- We'll take a look at the ground
this game's gonna be played on.
Box Canyon's up ahead.
Well, well, well, wrong side, hmm?
- I just thought I'd see how it felt.
- Uh-huh.
How'd it feel, Benny?
- All right.
- You poking fun at me?
- I wouldn't do a thing like that.
- So help me, Talion! - You just stay loose, boy.
You ought to learn to laugh a little bit.
You got plenty of time to be serious.
- Uh-huh, well, when that time comes,
you better be ready.
- You see how you are, boy.
You're always threatening me.
- That ain't no threat.
It's Benny Wallace you're talking to.
- Oh, yeah.
Bounty hunter, hmm?
- The number one bounty hunter!
What's your number?
- Look when I call you that,
I'm calling myself the same thing,
because I've killed for money, too,
but I ain't gonna make up any fancy names for it.
Now let's get to it.
[sighs]
[ax pounding]
[dramatic music]
I don't see Slant.
Do you think we could've passed him on the way in here?
- Let's take the Beetsons now,
and wait for Slant down there.
- No.
- Why not?
- Because Ike Slant spent
the first 20 years of his life
in this part of the country.
I bet he's got a dozen ways to get in this canyon,
and each one of them gives him as good a look
as we get right now.
If everything don't look just right to him,
we'd have to go a long ways to find him again.
[tense music]
[horse galloping]
[rock thudding]
[tense music]
- We got company.
[sighs]
- What would be your idea?
- It appears to me that if we split up,
one of us come in from them broken rocks on the right,
the other corners in from that smooth flat rock on the left,
we'd have them in a pretty good crossfire.
And then if we...
You got any idea of taking them in alive?
- No.
- All right, then.
If we don't get them all on the first crack,
they'd have to come by one of us on their way out.
With their horses set up there
pretty close behind them,
I guess it'd be they'd high-tail it
out that ravine to the left.
[tense dramatic music]
- You know, you could live a long time.
- I will.
[tense music]
- It's time.
[suspenseful music]
[bandits laughing]
[suspenseful music] [bandits muttering]
- It's been a long ride, Ike.
- I didn't think you'd ever find me.
You alone?
- [Talion] Don't bet on it.
- Oh, I can't hardly believe that.
- Believe it, Ike.
- Well now,
just who do you suppose
would be a-riding with you?
- [Benny] The name's Benny Wallace.
- Talion.
I never expected to see you again.
I thought you'd hung up your guns.
- I did, Ike,
but you put it back in my hand.
Ike, why my wife and my boy?
Why not me?
- Why?
Oh, I just wanted to give you
a little something to live with for a while.
I'm gonna give you something else to live with
for a little bit.
Remember that day that
we was waiting for you to come down?
We sort up struck up a little friendship
with that wife of yours.
If I hadn't have burnt that cabin,
you'd have found a whole lot worse.
[gunfire blasting]
Make a run for it, boys.
I'll cover you.
[gunfire blasting]
[man grunting]
[gunfire blasting]
[man grunting]
[gunfire blasting]
[gun clicking]
[gunfire blasting] [bullet ricochets]
[gunfire blasting]
[footsteps running]
[gunfire blasting]
[suspenseful music] [gunfire blasting]
[gentle music]
[somber music]
[gun clicking]
[Benny groaning]
- Well, did you have a good sleep?
It's about time you was coming to.
- How long has it been?
[sighing]
- It's been a couple of days.
- [Benny] A couple of days?
How come you're still here?
- Our job ain't done yet.
Ike Slant got away.
How you feeling?
- Outside of a headache, pretty good.
I ain't seeing just right yet.
You okay?
- I got nicked a little bit.
Here try some of my pot-hellion.
You'll either see straight or go blind.
- My boots.
What you done with my boots?
- All right, take it easy.
I'll get your boots.
- Think Slant went far?
- I can't really tell.
When he gets to his feet the way he did,
I'd say he might be feeling pretty good by now.
- Well, why didn't you find out?
From all the blabber I heard,
it appears to me nothing would stop you from finding out.
- If that had been the thing to do, Ben,
I would have done it.
Now, as soon as you gonna feel like moving,
we've got some money to pick up.
- I'm ready.
- All right, I'll hitch up the Beetson horses.
[sighing]
[Benny sighing]
I can still saddle my own horse, Ben.
- Oh, sure.
[Ben groaning]
[horse grunts]
Hey!
Talion!
- Whoa.
Benny, what's the matter?
- I can't see out of...
- Hold it, hold it.
Take it easy.
All right.
All right, just calm down, kid, it'll pass.
We got you on your feet too soon.
Let's see if I can find a place
for us around here to camp.
Stand still and don't move.
Take hold of my shoulder.
Don't spook up, Ben.
Let's just walk.
Now we're going through some brush.
Here we go.
Come on.
[frogs croaking]
[insects chirping]
- Talion?
Talion?
- [Talion] Yeah, what is it, kid?
- I thought you'd gone.
- No.
I'm not gonna leave you, Ben.
Not for a while, anyway.
- I ain't forgetting.
- You ain't forgetting what?
You still looking to gun me?
- That's right.
[chuckling]
- All right, kid, it's time get up.
- You better go on alone.
I'll wait for you here.
- Slant might come back.
I'll saddle your horse.
I'll lead you in.
- What do you think you're gonna do?
Come and lead me same as them?
Well, you ain't,
not Benny Wallace.
Benny Wallace ain't gonna be led around like no blind man!
- Look, boy, we play this thing right.
Nobody needs to know anything.
I'll stick by you every second.
All you have to do is make out
like you can see as good as ever.
Now I'm not gonna let anybody near you!
When we get into town,
find a doc, fix you up.
- Look you sure you can shoot for both of us?
- I can shoot for both of us.
We're going on a walk.
Close enough so you can touch me anytime you want.
How about it?
Come on, all right?
Whoa.
- We here?
- Yeah, we're here.
Here hold the trim, boy.
All right, now we're gonna have to watch ourselves
when we sign that deposition for the reward.
You just follow my lead.
- Well, what are we waiting for?
- I'm gonna fix my saddle.
You just hold your horses now.
[Talion grunting]
- Well, is it all right?
- Yeah, it's all right.
Now just settle down.
Okay, we got her.
Give me back the trail board, Ben.
Let's go.
[dog barking]
- Well, howdy.
What have we got here?
- Hi, Mr. Bill.
You got my gun?
- My name is Talion.
This here is Benny Wallace.
I got two packages here,
worth just $500 apiece.
Charley and Jonas Beetson.
They're all yours.
How long will this take?
- It won't take any longer than we can help.
Can anybody here recognize the Beetson brothers?
- I could.
It's them, all right.
I thought the Beetson boys
was traveling with Ike Slant.
- You know, one of these days
you're gonna know more than you want to.
- I'll send a telegram for verification.
They'll authorize me to pay
if they're still worth anything.
You can come back tomorrow morning.
- Much obliged, Mr. Quince.
Is there a doc in town?
- He come through from Marble, twice a year.
I'm authorized to sign death certificates.
- Okay, kid, let's go.
[dog barking]
- Always heard Talion never wore a glove on his gun hand.
I ain't got no love for bounty hunters,
but I'd just as soon they brought in Ike Slant, too.
- He forgot my gun.
- You get your mind off of guns, son.
He lied to me, too.
- I don't think he wanted to.
- Whoa, whoa.
Never guessed a thing.
You did good, kid.
- Do you think we'll be able to pull it off tomorrow?
- Well, tomorrow's gonna be tougher than today,
but we got this far.
We ought to get the prize.
- I can't figure you out.
All you'd have to do was just ride off,
and you could have a $1,000 for yourself.
- Well, I didn't earn it by myself.
- How long do you think you can lead a blind man around?
- Until that doctor in Marble fixes you up,
I guess you're just gonna have to
leave it to me, kid.
Come on, now.
Duck your head.
- You sign that and you can take your money and clear out.
- That'll suit us fine.
- Clearing out of places is something we're used to.
- Here, Ben, make your mark.
- [Brian] Here's your money.
- All right, everybody, how about a little party on us?
Come on, Benny, let's go.
[objects rattling]
It's okay, kid, let's go.
- Mr. Talion.
Psst, Mr. Talion.
- [Talion] Get out my way.
- I expect you wanna find Slant before he finds you.
I can help.
- You got something to say then say it.
- How you gonna get the glove off fast enough?
- You got any other problems?
[dog barking]
- Wallace signed like a blind man.
I know someone who'd like to hear about this.
- What's he in such a rush about?
- He's gonna tell Ike Slant.
- Tell him what?
- Dad, Ben he can't even see.
- Well, of course, he can't see.
You think your dad's blind, too?
- I'm gonna warn them.
- You're gonna do nothing of the kind.
What's the matter with you, girl?
You've been going on here for years,
saying none of the young men around here
are good enough for you,
and now you take up with a bounty hunter.
You've got no call to warn anybody.
- Dad, they can't protect themselves.
- That's good.
We'll be well off with them two man killers out of here.
- You'd just as soon they'd brought in Ike Slant.
- That's true, but there's the law to do that.
- Oh, the law.
You won't even call in the sheriff.
The last thing he wants to do is to face Ike Slant.
- We'll settle our own affair.
- Will we?
- Bri, a good man just don't
hunt down other men to make a living.
Now, you get them two out of your mind.
Their riding out of here is the end of it for them.
It ain't for you.
[horse trotting]
- Ike?
Ike?
It's Trumbull, Ike.
Ike?
[door banging] [Trumbull gasps]
Hey.
I knew you'd come to your old cabin,
if'n you was able.
- What do you mean if I was able?
Look, Trumbull, I know you pretty well,
and you ain't the least bit concerned with my health,
so what's on your mind and how much is it gone cost me?
- Well, I thought you'd be interested in knowing
that Talion and Benny Wallace
brought the Beetson brothers in dead.
- Get to the point.
- Well, don't get excited.
You know, it's a long ride up here.
Long cold ride.
- Here that ought to get you back.
Now, get to talking.
- Like I said they rode into the trading post
with poor old Jonas and Charley dead for the bounty.
But, I knew all along that they didn't get you,
but you got them.
- They're alive, ain't they?
- Mm-hmm, they're alive,
but they ain't whole.
Talion's got no gun hand,
and Wallace is blind.
- Where they at?
- I don't know, Ike.
- You get the rest of this
when you find Benny and Talion for me.
- Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
I'll find them.
[gun clicking]
[groaning]
[gun clicks]
- I guess Slant knows what's happening by now.
When you going after him?
Well, you can handle Ike.
Why do you keep practicing for?
Well, you're Talion, ain't you?
[Talion sighing]
- Well, I guess, I ain't, kid.
- What? - Not anymore.
Give me your hand.
Take it easy.
- Your gun hand?
- Yep.
- You mean you were supposed to be taking care of me,
and you can't even take care of yourself?
- Well, you're here, ain't you?
- Yeah, but how could you take that kind of a chance?
- That bounty money may have to
carry us for a long spill, kid.
- What comes next?
- I get Ike Slant that's what comes next.
- [scoffs] Ike Slant's still good as ever.
We got to get out of here!
- Get out of here, where?
If I thought we had a chance
to make it to that doc in Marble,
we wouldn't be holding up here,
but we ain't got that chance.
Slant could gun us down any place in between.
No, I've got to get him here.
- [scoffs] You're crazy.
We can't stay here and wait for him to slaughter us!
- All right then get out!
Go on! - Stop it!
I'd give you my gun hand if I could.
- Yeah, I know you would, kid.
Your hand and my eyes together, hmm?
It might work.
- [Benny] You are crazy.
- Probably, but I think we'd better find out.
A little bit more.
Whoa, right there.
The way you're facing is 12 o'clock.
You just listen for my voice.
I'm going to 12 o'clock.
Now just listen for it.
I'm gonna move around now.
You pick it up.
Three. Go.
[gun clicks] That's five.
- I tell you it won't work.
- [Talion] You haven't given it a chance, Ben.
- Ain't nobody's gonna tell me when to draw.
It's foolish, anyway.
I don't know where to shoot.
- It'll work all you have to do
is keep the clock in your head, Ben.
That's all you see is the clock.
[birds chirping]
That's all you're watching is the clock.
Let's try it again.
Remember, you've only got 10 points to hit from,
five minutes before 12 until five minutes after 12.
The way you're facing is 12 o'clock..
I'm at 12 o'clock.
Okay, now I'm gonna move around the clock.
You find me with your gun.
I'm moving from minute to minute.
Four.
Go. [gun clicks]
That's better!
Two.
Go. [gun clicks]
Take your time, kid.
Fifty-eight. [gun clicks]
Wait for my go.
Just take your time.
Take your time, Ben.
Take it easy.
Fifty-five.
Go. [gun clicks]
And another thing we don't go
unless we've got our man on level ground.
- Well, how do we make sure of that?
[Talion sighing]
- He'll come to us.
We'll have to pick the place.
Three.
Go. [gun clicks]
Right here, right here.
Just follow my voice that's 12:00.
All right.
[sighs] I'll tell you what, kid.
Let's take a rest.
- I hope we can... - Now stop it.
You're doing great.
- It just don't feel right.
- Nevermind how it feels.
Just make sure you shoot straight.
- It's the damn clock.
I can't see it.
- Put your hand on my shoulder.
[dramatic music]
Now stick your right arm out.
Do you know where you are?
- Not long ago you was one man
I had to prove myself against.
Now I'm depending on you for my life.
[gentle music]
- A lot of things we think we have to prove
that don't need proving at all.
Stick your right hand out.
- Thank you.
How'd you get to be a bounty hunter?
- Well, I guess I was doing some proving of my own.
It was a way of making a living,
staying on the right side of the ledger.
- [chuckling] That ain't exactly what I mean.
- You know my story.
- I know your reputation.
Why, everybody knows it,
but you don't seem to be such a...
- Such a what?
Such a killer?
You know what people are saying about Benny Wallace?
- We was talking about you.
- Yeah, we sure was talking about me, wasn't we?
Well, some kids are good at breaking horses.
Other kids are good at farming.
I guess I was kind of quick with my hands.
Pa let me strap on his .44 once.
When I was a kid, I did some practicing.
A couple of years later,
a man gave me a reason to use it.
Seems like somebody's been trying
to lay me down ever since.
- Where does it all come out, Talion?
- Don't you know?
- We better get back to practicing.
[shrubs rustling] [dramatic music]
- Stay still.
[horses grunting]
[horse galloping]
[gun clicking]
[dramatic music]
[gun clicks] It's me, kid.
Somebody paid us a call.
- Who was it? - I can't tell,
but chances are before the day's out,
Ike Slant will know where we are.
We're gonna have to break camp and make another one.
I think I'm gonna leave that clock.
It'll give Slant something to think about.
[telegraph machine clicking]
[gunfire blasting]
[Ike chuckling]
Well, now ain't that a lot better?
Got ourselves a little privacy.
Bri, why don't you get me a bottle?
Well?
- Here.
- That's more like it, old man.
Well, what are you yahoos a-gaping at?
Ain't you ever seen a man have a drink before?
[gruff laughter]
No, I reckon you ain't.
There ain't a man in the whole bunch.
Why didn't you bring me my bottle, honey?
Ain't old Ike good enough for you?
- No!
[Ike laughs]
- You got a lot of spunk.
That's more than I can say
for the rest of this outfit.
Hey, what else do you know how to do?
- A couple of things.
[Ike screaming]
- Ike.
Ike, I seen Talion and Wallace.
- Where? - About a mile south of here.
- How long ago?
- Yesterday, I was taking all day.
I went to your shack first.
- Well, it looks like I got a couple of things to do,
but don't worry, honey,
I'm gonna be back.
- All right, four.
Go. [gun clicks]
Damn it, that's three, kid, not four!
I said four, not three!
Four.
- Well, why don't you try it?
Go ahead try it!
- Yeah, I know it's tough.
Just get the picture of the clock in your head.
Just see the clock.
All right, one.
Go.
Pat Garrett Jr.
Stubborn Pat, huh?
- What did you...
You looked in my boot!
You found out my name!
- Crazy.
What the hell are you doing, kid?
[Benny grunting]
- Don't you never call me Pat Garrett Jr.!
Never!
Where are you? [gunfire blasting]
[gun clicking]
Where are you?
- What's the matter with you?
You out of your head?
- Don't call me that name!
- [Talion] Why not that's your name, ain't it?
- Yes, it's my name.
It's my old man's name.
Pat Garrett,
Sheriff, Fargo Wells.
- [Talion] Well, what's that got...
You got something against sheriffs or something?
- I made more money bringing in one man
than he does bringing in five,
and he says I'm wrong for being a bounty hunter!
[Benny gasping deeply]
- Oh, I see.
It could be he's right, kid.
- How do you figure that?
- [Talion] Because he's got something
that you and I ain't gonna ever have.
- He's got one of these same as you and me.
Outside of that tin star he wears--
- That tin star makes all the difference in the world!
He's the law, kid!
You ain't ever gonna know what that feels like!
- I don't need to!
What did he get for killing Billy the Kid?
The most wanted man in the territory.
A 150 bucks a month that's what he got,
and he looks down on me.
Kicked me out for being a bounty hunter
that's what he did!
- Maybe inside you think he's right, huh?
Maybe that's why you got so sore
when I called you Pat Garrett Jr.?
- I told you not to call me that name.
I ain't gonna tell you no more.
- Will you grow up?
If you don't like the name,
why do you wear it in your boots?
- Ain't hardly nobody outside of you
knows my real name.
I kind of figured when it come time to bury me I ought to...
Well, he is my father!
[dramatic music]
- Hit in your marks.
You don't have to be in so much of a hurry
if you hit the marks.
Two.
Go.
[gunfire blasting]
That's on it.
One.
Go.
[gunfire blasting]
A little to the left, but you would have had him.
Four.
Go.
[gunfire blasting]
[horse grunting] [brush rustling]
You were right on it, kid.
Come on, let's take a rest.
You keep it up just like you did,
right now we got nothing to worry about.
- I'm wondering how this thing will work in action?
Always seem to me what you don't expect is what you get.
- Well, that works two ways.
Ike Slant is gonna get something he doesn't expect.
I'm going on in to Quince's.
I think it might be a little bit smart
for us to find out what Slant's up to.
- You're probably right.
Let's go.
- Well, I'd like the company, kid,
but I might have to leave there in a little bit of a hurry.
I think I can do that better by myself.
You just keep out of sight.
I should be back by midnight.
- Don't push it too far.
- Not a chance.
- Talion. - Yeah?
- Why'd Slant kill your wife and boy?
- When I was bounty hunting,
I picked up $500 for his kid brother.
- Quince, pour me a drink.
Hey, where's that pretty little ole gal of yours?
- You stay away from Bri, you hear?
- I reckon that'll be up to me, won't it?
And the next time you bring me any information,
you see it that you get it here in time to do me some good.
- Well, now what's the matter, Ike?
I thought we was friends. - I ain't paying you to think.
Anyhow, I ain't too sure you didn't warn them two fellas.
- [Trumbull] Ike, I didn't even talk--
- Shut up!
Hey, you ain't sorry that they didn't bring me
in on that trail board alongside of
poor old Charley and Jonas, are you?
Let me tell you something, Trumbull.
There ain't nobody gonna bring Ike Slant in.
Least of all a blind man and a cripple.
- Now you listen to me, Ike!
I want you to get this straight right here!
- Get out of here!
- All right!
- I don't want your company!
[glass shattering]
[Trumbull gasping]
- You tell your friend
that Benny and me will meet him here tomorrow at sundown.
- Tomorrow at sundown.
- That's right, but I don't want you to tell him right now.
When you leave here,
you walk straightaway from the trading post.
- I can walk anywhere you want me to walk.
- Goodbye.
- Talion.
[gentle music]
Talion.
- What are you doing here?
- Well, I came to warn you.
He knows.
Slant, he knows.
Well, you don't have to fight him.
You can't fight him.
- Shh, shh.
Just calm down.
You ought to be getting some sleep.
- What was Trumbull doing here?
- He's delivering a message for me.
- Slant.
Talion, I know why you feel the way you do,
and I understand it.
Well, couldn't you forget it?
Couldn't you please forget it?
- No, no.
It'll all be over tomorrow, all right?
- Tomorrow, mm-hmm.
[gentle music]
[frog croaking]
[Talion whistling]
[gun clicking]
- [Talion] Hey, kid, it's Talion.
- Been gone a long time.
What happened?
- Slant's waiting for us.
- You saw him?
- Yeah, at Quince's he didn't see me.
He was too busy.
He was talking about a blind man and a cripple, Ben.
- When?
- [Talion] Tomorrow at sundown.
At Quince's.
- At Quince's?
- You said he'd have to come to us.
- Yeah, he still will.
[sighing]
I better get some rest.
We'll leave about noon.
That'll get us there on time.
[insects chirping]
- I guess tomorrow we'll wind things up one way or another.
We've been together for quite a while now.
I figure if things go okay tomorrow,
we could stay together.
A while, anyway.
[Talion laughs]
- [Ike] Trumbull?
- What?
What do you want?
- I got a little chore for you.
- You know, I don't understand you, Ike.
One minute you throwing me out,
and the next minute you got a chore for me.
- There's a bonus in it.
- Yeah?
How much bonus?
- Three-hundred in gold for nothing.
[Trumbull giggling]
- Three-hundred in gold for something.
What do I have to do to lay my hands
on that kind of money?
- Now you know as well as I do
that they ain't gonna face me.
How can they?
- It didn't seem like Talion was fooling.
- Well, I hope he does show up.
[sighs] I'll kill the both of them,
a couple of cripples.
I just wanna show this whole stinking town
just what I can do to them two.
I'll tell you what we'll do.
If they do happen to ride in here...
[dramatic music]
[horse whinnying]
- Is it about sundown?
- Yeah, just about.
- Talion, I'd like to ride in,
like I could.
- Hell, yes, kid.
Put your hand out.
All right?
- Yeah.
- Let's go.
Come on.
Duck your head.
[dramatic music]
- Look, look. [snapping]
Two riders.
Hey, it's them, all right.
- Move.
[dramatic music]
Why, they're crazy.
- They stopped.
- Jo-Hi.
Here stay under there, boy.
- Quarter to your left.
Hold up.
Corral fence is right in front of you.
Just step down we're walking from here.
Don't draw before I say go.
I got to have time to get him down on level ground.
- But you're sure you'll know when he's gonna draw?
- Bad hand don't change what a man knows.
I'll keep giving you his position.
Don't get ahead of me.
I'll give you plenty of time.
Duck your horse's head.
Come along the corral fence to your right.
Duck again it's in the way.
Just walk to your left.
[dramatic music]
Turn to your left.
A little further.
Hold it.
That's your 12 o'clock.
Slant!
- [Brian] Bri, get away from the window.
- [Talion] Slant.
- Where is he, Talion?
What's happening?
- [Talion] He's 58 on the porch.
- Well, you two cripples gonna talk all day?
You made an awful mistake riding in here.
I'll guarantee you.
You ain't gone leave this town alive.
What's holding you back, boys?
- Fifty-nine.
Fifty-seven.
Fifty-five.
Don't move.
He's still on the porch.
- How you gonna get him down?
- I'm not.
He'll make his own mistake before long.
- You two just gonna stand there?
- He's coming down.
Fifty-four.
Fifty-two he's off your clock now.
- Should we make a new 12?
- Nah, he'll come back into it.
Fifty-five.
Fifty-eight.
He's on 12.
One minute after.
Two.
He's got a notion.
No, not quite.
- It's gonna be a real pleasure killing you two.
- [Talion] A blind man and a cripple, Ike?
- [Ike] Yeah.
- Two.
Benny.
Go! [gunfire blasting]
[Bri screaming]
- [Bri] Jo-Hi!
- No!
- You all right, Mr. Talion?
- Yeah, I'm all right, Jo-Hi.
[wind blowing]
Mr. Quince.
Will you take care of him for me?
[sighs] For the marker his name is Pat Garrett Jr.
- Talion?
Where are you going?
- Bri, this gun killed my wife.
It killed my son.
It killed that boy over there.
It ain't gonna kill you, too.
Come here, Dolly.
- Mr. Talion!
- Yeah, Jo-Hi?
- I'd like for you to stay, Mr. Talion,
but I guess you got to go.
- Yeah, I guess I do.
- Did you forget my gun?
- Yeah, I'm afraid I did, Jo-Hi.
Jo-Hi.
Come here.
- The same as yours.
- Yeah.
It's just littler.
[gentle guitar music] [man whistles softly]
[gentle guitar strumming]
Synchronization R.O.D.