Dead in Tombstone (2013) Movie Script

The West...

People call it

"The New Frontier. "

It sounds almost nice.

They'll tell you it's built on

the backs of God-fearing folks

with true grit in their hands and

the American Dream in their hearts.

Well, whoever wrote that's

sellin' snake oil, sure as shit.

The real West is a heartless,

lawless viper pit.

An American nightmare,

forged by the flames of hell

and the hammer of the beast.

I oughta know.

I am Lucifer

and I devour the souls of men.

In the West,

I never go hungry.

Red Cavanaugh.

Murdering son of a bitch.

Open up!

Do you renounce

the evil powers of this world

that corrupt and destroy

the creatures of God?

Do you renounce

the sinful desires

that draw you from

the love of God?

I got the beast

in me, Father.

In his name I will spill the

blood of every bull in this yard,

before that sun rises.

Guerrero!

Yeah!

His six months

in hell are over.

Gracias.

De nada.

Hey, Baptiste,

I don't know what smells worse,

you or that shit you're making.

Thought you

were French.

You want me to

shovel it up your cuI?

Hey, hey, enough,

eat it!

Do you want some?

Fuck, no.

Still having them

nightmares?

I seen him.

Seen who?

The demon that haunts

my dreams.

Sure it was him?

It's my penance.

Hermano,

I got us a big score.

Could set us up for life.

Get us off this hand-to-mouth

shit we been doing.

I'm listening.

It's a Colorado town.

They got 'em a stone

and quartz quarry.

Devil stones from Yuma prison

come from there.

Town called Edendale.

God's country.

Turns out, they struck

a vein of gold.

Big one.

When?

Few months ago.

What else?

Well...

They been banking

the gold up

because they got a little

mineral rights dispute happening.

You got no right, Judah

Clark, you got no right!

Mineral rights on the

deed are plain as day!

They belong to Edendale

and its founding members.

And you're staring

at the first one!

If you could read, you

would see that they say

you have the right to pull

gypsum from the quarry.

That is all.

Mineral rights

is mineral rights!

And everybody's

gettin' greedy.

Goddamned limey bastard!

And I suggest you hold your tongue

when it comes to Mother England,

you tin-pan mongrel!

Hey!

God damn it, Jack! Do you want

to spend the night in the hole?

Guy on the inside says the

sheriff's getting real cagey, right?

I am sworn to uphold the law.

And the law says

all mineral disputes

gotta be settled by

the federal judge in Denver.

He's so stupid.

He didn't wanna move the

land transport to Denver.

He didn't wanna hire

personal security.

Till then, said goddamned minerals

will be impounded by local authorities.

That's me.

Take it to the vault.

And the sheriff's keepin' the

gold vaulted till they all settle.

In the bank?

That's stupid.

Now, personally, I don't

care who owns the gold.

What I care about

is this town.

And I will be goddamned if I let it

burn on account of greed and graft.

Who else knows?

Far as I know, just me.

You sure about this?

Never more, hermano.

It's two hard days'

ride to Colorado.

We ride at first light.

Rojo.

About your stretch...

No hard feelings?

Forgive and forget.

Shit, I know things ain't

panned out in the past.

This is different,

hermano.

This is different.

We're square.

Bueno.

Come on, quickly...

Let's go!

What men?

Have you seen

them before?

You should go get your husband.

Yeah. LIZA: That's a good idea.

Afternoon, boys.

Honey, we're

a little busy, here, right now.

Well, I guess Greedy

and Seedy, over here,

can't handle their affairs

like a couple of men.

And, speakin' of which, a gang of

gunfighters just rode into town.

Reckon they're headed

for the saloon.

How you

know they're gunfighters?

Just a hunch, really.

Seein' as they're all splattered in

blood and bristling with blue steel.

That is rather

disquieting, Sheriff.

Perhaps you should

go and talk to them.

About what, Judah? Ain't

it legal to pack iron in this county?

Now, we got laws,

here in Edendale.

Soon as you see one of them James

Gang in the saloon breaking one,

you come and tell me.

Until that moment, we've got

business we need to settle here.

Home, sweet

home, brother.

Darko, whiskey.

Good afternoon.

What're you havin'?

Whiskey!

Come here,

come here.

Well, it doesn't look like

a town laden with gold, Red.

I told you boys, they're havin'

a land dispute in this town.

Gold's all locked up till

the judge makes a decision.

I can't believe they stored

it all in that shit box of a bank.

The bank is easy

either way, you know?

Even if they don't have any

gold, we could use the cash.

Maybe stick

around. Get some putas.

Hey...

We do the job

and that's it.

But we hit the bank tonight.

Yeah.

Yeah, cheers.

You make sure the sheriff

and his men don't get in our way.

Darko, Baptiste, you watch

our back on Saloon Street.

We don't want no surprises.

Rojo.

Yeah, brother.

Come for the gold,

nothing more.

Nobody dies, unless

they're asking for it.

Now, I don't want your temper

making heroes out of folks

that would otherwise

just let it be.

S?.

V?monos.

I was talking with the

girls about it this afternoon.

Yeah, what did they say?

Well, let me get you a strong

drink. Wait, give me a kiss, first.

Love you, baby.

Love you, sweetie.

Smells good.

Evening.

Hey...

Deputies...

Cheers.

And, Sheriff. One more.

I told you, it's not... It's

not the stove that's gonna be...

You got

enough dynamite?

Never

enough dynamite.

This is gonna get

loud. GUERRERO: Got it, got it.

Get down!

Calathea!

Calathea! You all right?

No need to be

a hero, Sheriff!

Hey, just stay put. Boys and

I are gonna take care of this.

Just stay inside,

with your little wife!

If anyone tries to come in

through that door that ain't us,

you shoot 'em.

Washington,

go get the wagon.

Go on!

All right.

Look at

all the gold.

You doubted me?

Nicely done,

little brother.

Sheriff, you okay?

Ramos.

Save your positions!

Hold your fire!

Jack!

Let's get over to the bank,

we can still save the gold!

I don't care if they

get the gold.

You gotta protect

the families.

I am deputizing you,

as of now.

You and your boys are to position

yourself behind Saloon Street,

near them houses, okay?

Now, go!

Go get 'em.

Lord protect us.

Okay.

Two... One... Go!

Ah, surprise, cabrones!

Fucking bitch!

You wanna play with

the big boys, huh?

Out of bullets.

Keep your eyes open!

Where are they?

Baptiste!

There they are!

Come on, take a shot!

This is

the sheriff!

Stop where you are

and put your hands up!

Put it down!

Didn't I tell you

to stay inside?

Slowly...

If you wanna live.

Rojo, v?monos.

Hermano, what's

the hurry?

To the victor go

the spoils, huh?

What are

you talking about?

Ow, ah, ah, ah!

Okay, okay!

Ow, ah!

Rojo!

You're hurting me!

We need to get out of here!

No!

Leave

these people alone!

Calathea! Bob, no!

Calathea!

Bob!

Ah!

No! No!

Rojo, what is wrong with you? No!

What are you doing?

We've got the gold, v?monos!

No!

Maybe I want to stay.

And go back to prison?

Federal marshals will be here.

Marshals ain't comin',

hermano.

I ain't goin' back

to prison.

The wagons are loaded.

And we're leaving, now!

Brother, I got

a better idea now.

I'm gonna stay here and I'm

gonna take over this town.

And you can go to hell.

Put your guns

down, boys.

Unless you got something

against bein' rich.

I raised you, Rojo.

You're my brother.

I'm your half-brother.

The only blood we share

is from a whore in Ju?rez.

Shoot him!

Go ahead.

Pull that iron, boys.

You wanna take orders

from a dead man?

Or you can take

orders from me.

What the fuck

is that?

This here's

the deed...

The deed that says that

I own the gold mine now.

It was signed over to me.

I'm gonna own it all.

Why don't you read

it to 'em, Snake?

Yeah...

Tell 'em how it looks.

Hmm.

Looks legit.

You think money's

gonna make you a man?

I'm man enough to take out

Guerrero De La Cruz, right?

You're getting

soft, brother.

This gang needs

a new leader.

You been king long enough.

Now I'm mayor.

I'm sheriff.

I'm Jesus H. Christ

in this town.

From now on, people will

know the name Red Cavanaugh.

You boys are gonna be the

richest goddamned deputies

in the history

of law enforcement.

There is no

honor among you.

Backstabbing traitor.

Boys, what do you say we give my big

brother here a nice retirement party?

I'll see you again, Rojo.

I'll see all of you.

In hell!

Gentlemen, there will

be men like us

who're gonna think that

they can take this town.

So, the name's

gotta remind 'em

just what's waitin' for 'em

if they try.

From now on, the name of

this town is Tombstone.

Guerrero.

You're mine.

There is never a sound so sweet

as that of the pitiful sufferer.

The demon from my dreams,

I've seen you.

Oh, I've been

waiting for you.

I've been waiting for you.

Where am I?

Somewhere...

South of heaven.

I was shot.

Struck down by your

own flesh and blood.

I'm dead?

I'm dead.

This is hell!

I don't belong here!

Uh, excuse me?

You don't belong here?

That's what they all say.

But you're still

of the flesh. Hmm?

Until I burn it away.

If it's true that men like

me feed the fires of hell,

I will bring you more fuel for your fire

than my soul alone could ever supply.

Are you trying to

make a deal with me?

It's been a pleasure.

Wait, wait, wait...

A trade!

My soul for the soul of my half-brother

and the cabrones that betrayed me,

the Blackwater Gang!

Well, that is an

interesting proposition.

One day, 24 hours.

What's that,

compared to eternity?

I'll give it some thought.

One day!

One day, 24 hours!

What's that,

compared to eternity?

Why should I accept it?

I already have you.

They are six. I am one.

They are thieves,

killers and traitors,

who will sell their own mother

for a sack of gold.

Give me just one day and I'll

deliver all six of their souls,

including that no good,

lowlife brother of mine,

Red Cavanaugh.

You get all six of them,

in exchange for my own soul.

Their souls will feed

the fires of hell higher

and give you great pleasure, right now.

Hmm.

An intriguing wager.

I'll deliver

all six of their souls.

Give me just one day.

I will grant

you one day.

One day...

But all six men

must die by your hand

and by your hand, alone.

If you succeed,

I will give you

your wretched life.

And if you fail,

then the misery that awaits

you will be a thousandfold.

Do we have a deal?

Whoa!

Nobody touches the tables!

One turn of the clock.

Not a second longer.

You take your revenge

and deliver my souls.

Now you will go

the same way you came.

Liza?

Why would Sully fix the goddamn

clock and then leave the hole in it?

He didn't.

Baby, he must've fixed

it. Couldn't have.

Mama, if you're so damn set

on keepin' that pie hole open,

why don't you go upstairs

and take daddy up there

and let me give you

somethin' to do with it?

Come on, bubba,

come on, now.

Go get her, Red.

It's been one year.

It's been one year

to the day.

Boo!

Did he get

scared?

Ain't got a Chinaman's

chance of working.

Come on.

Go put my horse in

the barn. Go! Yes, sir.

Ah!

Puta madre, get out of

my sight! Go! Yes, sir.

Clean that again.

Yes, sir.

Red wants it by dawn.

One year to the day.

Impossible.

It's completely impossible.

Do you hear that?

What is it, boss?

Ramos.

Huh?

Who's there?

Get the pistola.

Come with me.

Duke?

Yeah?

What's going on?

Who is there?

Who's there?

Hey. Who is it?

What the fuck?

Ah!

Who the hell

are you?

Are you pretty fast

with that pistola?

I don't have

to be fast, se?or.

Unless you're gonna shoot

me with your pecker. Hmm?

I have a pretty nice gun

right here.

There are two people in this world

that know how to put that gun together.

One of them is dead.

What the hell?

Now you're talking.

You remember me...

The Lord told me

about you in a dream.

Said I'd be tempted

by a demon from hell.

Lord, please, remove this cup

from me, your humble servant.

Amen.

I'm still here, padre.

I'm not a demon.

What are you, then?

A customer.

A drink

to soften the revelation.

Shit.

Mister, if you

threaten the reverend again,

I will shame this holy

place with your blood.

Now, if you two

wanna keep breathing,

you'd better

do as I say.

What's your business

here, stranger?

Do you have any pine boxes

in your stores?

Why? Are you

an undertaker?

Somethin' like that.

How many do you need?

Six.

God ain't gonna

help you, amigo.

Just leave a little silver

in the collection box.

Come on,

give me some.

Come on.

Viens ici!

Viens!

What is it, boss?

What is it?

Shooter's probably

around here somewhere.

Probably still here.

Whoever is inside,

get out here now!

Cover me.

Got it.

Get your

lollygagging... Get in there.

Come on, I've got a fistful of

lead for you, right now. Come on.

Come on.

Let's go.

Watch it.

Got anything, boys?

No.

Nope.

Let's go.

This is for Ramos.

All that money

and you still can't

take a bath.

How do you know my...

Can't be!

It is.

We killed you.

No, this is how

you kill someone.

For the great day

of his wrath is come

and who shall be

left to stand?

Reverend Paul,

you can't go in there.

I have heard tales

of black angels,

come back to destroy

the evils of the Earth.

No soy angel, padre,

but I suggest you leave

till my business is through.

The church is my place.

You... You bleed.

You are of flesh

and blood.

You were a part of the Blackwater

Gang, when they took the town.

I watched them bury you.

It's a long story.

And my time is short.

Are you here to kill

Red and his men?

Unless they kill me first.

Well, I don't care if you

are the spawn of hell.

I'll ride with you.

It's personal.

Red Cavanaugh murdered

my husband in cold blood.

Ain't nothin' more

personal than that.

You can dance

on his grave.

But until I'm through,

stay out of my way.

Look, you may be good,

but they've got numbers.

Red hired up a lot of guns

since he took the town.

Let us help.

Us?

We've been praying for

someone to bring justice.

Been a year.

Nobody's come.

No marshals,

no law of any kind.

And trust me,

we've sent letters,

telegrams, we even

went to Denver.

Seems like Red's got himself

some friends in high places.

So you see,

we gotta stick together.

You don't hear too good,

do you, lady?

Nobody can kill

them but me.

Now,

I suggest you clear out, 'cause

they'll be back sooner or later.

Where the hell

is Baptiste?

Was he a part of that

ruckus this morning?

That man loves a fight.

Dead, boss.

Ramos, too.

What the hell are

you talking about?

I seen 'em boxed up.

All right, boys.

Let's go pay

our respects, huh?

Come on.

Whiskey.

You from around here?

Not exactly.

Can I help you with

somethin'? Leave the bottle.

Yes, sir.

Well, you know

what they say,

"If you're looking

for someone... "

"Just head to the saloon. "

Expect it'll be getting

lively around here in a while.

Who're the empty

ones for?

Are you

fucking stupid?

Son of a bitch!

We can't

just let them rot.

Ain't good

for business.

No.

That's exactly what

we're gonna do.

We're gonna kill

this man tonight.

I don't give a shit

who's with him.

Listen better,

if you boys fuck this up, I'm gonna

put you in these caskets myself.

Who you think

did it?

Who gives a shit?

He's a dead man.

Washington,

get up to the mine

and crack the whip,

we got a delivery tonight

come hell or high water,

and we better be even, boy.

All right.

We're gonna get payback.

Shut the fuck up.

Hey.

What the hell are

you doing here?

You know, I always

loved that expression.

I still got time.

Hmm...

Oh, brother, let me

tell you something.

Time is half gone. Yet your

quarry is still half alive.

Yeah, I'm wasting

it talking to you.

Listen, hombre,

I want that

little maric?n.

I want that Red Cavanaugh's

ass and I want it now.

I want his blood and

you're gonna bring it to me.

Now, I don't

want nothing...

Not a goddamn thing

to distract you, okay?

None of your pussy, none of your whores, none

of all these preacher friends, all these...

All these fuckers that are gonna be

talkin' about all this righteous shit...

"His goodness"

and all that, you know?

I know you better

than you know yourself

and I can smell

your conscience.

Makes me wanna puke.

Ah!

Jesus Christ.

Hey, hey, hombre.

Hey, I'm watching

everything.

Everything, okay?

Can't pull the wool

over my eyes, boy.

Never forget why

I brought you here.

High noon, hombre.

Right up

to the saloon, boys.

Come on, move it.

You better be right

about this, son.

Get out! Move out!

Move out. Put them up.

Shh...

I don't know who you

think you are, stranger,

but if you've come to my town

lookin' for trouble?

You just found plenty.

It's been a while, huh, Rojo?

Only one man's ever

called me that.

And he's dead

and buried.

Some things don't

stay buried, Rojo.

My brother is dead.

I seen the blood

drain out of him

when I put the bullet

in his heart.

I killed you once.

Never again.

We don't have

to do this, brother.

There's plenty of gold

to go round.

I prefer lead.

I'll tell you what,

come on out

and I'll cut you in

on your fair share.

We'd be square. Deal?

I already made a deal. All

I gotta do now is collect.

Take him down!

I'll take him down.

I ain't gonna miss

the next one.

Just wanted you to

know who killed you.

Are you out of

your mind, woman?

You're goddamn right.

You with my brother?

Not exactly.

But he is my inspiration.

You killed my husband...

Huh?

...and now you're gonna

die for your sins.

No!

The law man's wench, she

will be the end of you.

So stay sharp, Guerrero.

This is the work

of the devil.

Son of a bitch.

Why did you

let Red go?

I had him dead

to rights.

I have to kill him.

Why?

Mister, after what we just witnessed, there

ain't no tale too tall that can explain it.

It's my only escape

from damnation.

Deliver the souls of Red

and the Blackwater Gang

to the devil to save mine.

And I have to kill

him myself,

and I have till

midnight to do it.

Well, maybe you

have to kill them,

but I got a dog

in this fight,

and there ain't nothin'

that says I can't help.

You're casting

your lot in with a killer

knowing full well that

the devil is his keeper?

This is about justice

being served, Reverend.

I don't care

who's serving it.

Your soul is at

stake here, young lady.

Reverend, the fires of hell are a

Sunday picnic compared to my pain.

Come on. I wanna show you something.

You're stronger than you look.

I had some help.

Cal.

Reverend Paul...

We spotted Red Cavanaugh

on our way into town.

Headed to the mines,

more than likely.

We'd like you to know

we're here to help.

Please, Jack. There are eternal

consequences to your actions.

Lest we be damned.

Give this town back to us

and you'll have the rest of

your life to atone for the sins

of the life that

you left behind.

Defend yourselves.

Protect your town.

But any of the Blackwater

boys, you leave to me.

Show me the way

to the mines.

All right,

all right, all right.

How we doing

down here, boys?

I don't think

we can hit 100.

No, you gotta get

to 200, Washington,

or you're gonna have

a large-size problem here.

All right,

everybody listen up,

we're three months

behind on deliveries

and he's coming to collect.

He can help us hack it out of

the goddamned walls if he wants.

We have nothing to hide.

Washington, he's the least

of our problems at this point.

You tellin' me the

stranger's still breathin'?

Yeah, what I'm telling you

is he ain't no damn stranger.

Who is he?

He's my brother.

Yeah, right.

Close your mouth,

you're drawing flies.

Someone's

coming up the road.

You better identify

yourselves.

You've got three seconds.

One,

two,

three.

All right, he's here.

All right. Let's go, guys.

Grab your pistols.

Let's go, boys.

Let's move.

Come on, fall in.

Time to kill my

brother. Again.

Back up. Back the

fuck up or I'll kill you.

Back up.

Now what's

all this then?

Are we having

a spot of trouble?

Judah Clark?

And you brought marshals.

Thank God.

No, thank me.

Get down!

Hello, Cal.

Yes,

I think you should stay down

until all this gets sorted out.

Hey, limey!

I just came for Red.

Why don't you come and

get your boy? JUDAH: Red,

is this the fellow that's been putting

your men on display at the chapel?

Yeah, but me and the boys are

taking care of it, obviously.

Really? Because just the

opposite appears to be the case.

I pay you to run this operation

and keep our interests secure,

which clearly they are not.

Which begs the question,

where's my gold?

Oh, you're gonna

get it, Judah.

You're gonna get it.

You're the one

protecting him?

The federal courts were going to let

the mining rights revert to Edendale.

So if I wanted control

of the mine,

I simply needed

control of the town.

Mr. Cavanaugh here

provides that control.

And I...

I pay off all

the right people.

So,

if I don't see every

ounce of my gold,

I'll take my men

and leave you in the

predicament in which I found you.

Snake,

come on down here.

It's here.

Well, gentlemen, we seem to finally

have got our accounts in order.

Red, my apologies.

Please allow me to take

care of this for you.

Kill them both.

Fire!

Hold on a second.

Bob, Jim, check it out.

I guess you

get what you pay for.

Can I?

Hell, no.

We got good equipment

down there.

Do better.

Fuck!

Do it.

About time.

Let's see you

get out of that.

Let them rot

in there.

Washington?

Let's go,

come on.

There's only five hours

left. We need to hurry.

What are you doing?

A cigar?

Only way I'll get

rid of them.

That's it!

We're almost back in town.

Okay, keep it steady.

Yah!

Cut him off!

Dynamite!

Ah!

Oh, oh, oh!

No!

Come on!

No!

Yah!

Come on and get me!

Guerrero!

Come here.

Let her go, Red.

You want this?

You want this, huh?

Come and get me.

Come and get me!

Ah!

Hold on!

I'm coming for you, Red.

Get up.

Move it.

Cover me!

Hey, boss,

okay if I still

call you that?

I got the girl.

She's a pretty one.

I'm gonna have

to kill her now.

Unless you come on out.

Girl's dead

either way.

If I come out and somebody kills me,

who's gonna kill you?

He ain't coming

back for you.

He doesn't give a shit

about you or your town.

Yeah.

I assure you.

I won't kill her if

you give yourself up.

I'll kill you for certain.

But I swear,

I won't kill her.

And you know

I'm good for it.

You'd even laugh

about that, remember?

A man that's good for his word

with a name like Snake.

You even had a word for it.

What was it?

Irony.

Snake eyes.

And now it looks like it's your

turn to roll the bones, shooter.

We want

our town back!

Payback time!

We want revenge!

Move up!

Move up! Come on!

You stay here.

All right.

But I'm afraid the odds

favor the house.

Ah!

Your priority was simple,

even if the task was not.

The law man's wench,

she's a distraction.

And you could have done it if you

weren't such a pathetic coward.

I don't regret

what I did.

I don't give a fuck.

It matters to me.

Let's cross that bridge

when the time comes.

Honey...

Oh, yee-haw.

Must be real lonely being

a widow and all, huh?

Huh?

We can do this

the hard way

if you want.

I always did like

breakin' ponies.

You're gonna

have to kill me

and conjugate your putrid

fantasy with my corpse,

you horse's ass.

Why don't you untie me?

Why don't you come fight

me like a real man?

Red, come down here!

Hold on, now.

I got a little bit

of business to square.

Then I'm gonna be back up

here with spurs on.

Boys?

Tie her back up and do

not fuck it up this time.

Got it, boss.

If you boys are good, I'll give

you a shot after mine, all right?

No!

I should like to

propose a toast.

To an excellent

partnership.

I'll drink to that.

You're looking a little

the worse for wear, Red.

Have you finally got

Tombstone under control?

Never was out of control.

I lost some men,

won't be the first time,

and sure as shit

won't be the last.

Red Cavanaugh?

Judah Clark?

Where are you?

Is this your idea

of control...

Shut your fucking mouth.

Look outside,

Judah Clark.

The folk that you betrayed.

Easy, Jack.

I'm sure we can settle

this like civilized men.

Your greed...

Greed of both

of you mongrels

brought all the evil

on this town.

Here's where it ends.

Please, Jack.

Don't mix me in

with these heathens.

I'm just a man

of business.

Heathens, huh?

Heathens?

Don't fucking

move, boy.

You think I'm fucking

around with you, boy?

Looks like this

business is closed.

Come on, I need

you now, bitch.

Let's go.

Where?

Let's go, princess!

I need you out.

Come on, get up.

Let's go. Get!

If it is your desire to pay

penance for your despicable life,

brother, let me tell you,

you will pay dearly.

Your debt to me

remains unpaid.

But this wager amuses me.

You have one hour.

One hour.

Back up, boy,

back up, right now!

I gave you all life

in this goddamn town.

Back up! Back up!

I told you to back up!

Stop right there,

Red Cavanaugh.

You ain't going no place.

I made this town. I put

money in all your pockets!

I made you all rich!

Now get the fuck off me!

I own all of you.

Nice night

for hanging, Red.

You're going

straight to hell.

Now you're

a hero, huh?

Is that it?

No, Rojo,

not a hero.

Just an outlaw,

like you.

Let's get

this settled

once and for all.

Stop hiding

behind the girl.

Let her go.

And we'll let the good people of Edendale

make sure it's a fair fight this time.

Put it down, Jack.

Put it down.

You once said you had huevos big

enough to take out Guerrero De La Cruz.

You don't, hermanito,

and you never will.

There's one box left

and it's for you.

You just called

your mother a whore.

All right, Guerrero,

only two minutes left.

Why?

Guerrero!

Ah!

You think I'm fucking

around with you, brother?

This time, stay dead.

Tell Mama I died like a man.

Guerrero,

you're mine.

Guerrero is my soul.

It's two minutes after.

I really wanna thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, boy.

You got what you wanted.

Now leave me alone.

Hey, listen, Red Cavanaugh

expired two minutes past midnight.

You failed.

And you of all people should

know what the fuck I want.

There is no end to

what I want, brother.

Then why am I still

above ground?

Well, let's look at it this way, I

have come to enjoy your partnership.

What can I say?

I gorge myself on

the souls of evil men,

and you breathe

the air of life.

When will

my debt be paid?

Well, when every last

fucking outlaw is dead, huh?

How does that sound?

This is the West.

There's no shortage

of bad guys.

What can I say, partner?

You're my

devil's outlaw.

They say God made man

in his own image.

Unfortunately, you were

made in mine.

Guerrero!

Dead in Tombstone (2013) - full transcript