Quigley Down Under (1990) - full transcript
Sharpshooter Matt Quigley is hired from America by an Australian rancher so he can shoot aborigines at a distance. Quigley takes exception to this and leaves. The rancher tries to kill him for refusing, and Quigley escapes into the brush with a woman he rescued from some of the rancher's men, and are helped by aborigines. Quigley returns the help, before going on to destroy all his enemies.
HELLO. HELLO.
EITHER HURRY UP
OR LET THE MAN PASS!
PARTNER. THESE PEOPLE
HAVE COME A LONG WAY, TOO.
SO I KNOW YOU WON'T
MIND THEM GOING AHEAD.
MA'AM.
WATCH YOUR STEP, MA'AM.
EXCUSE ME.
I'M NEXT.
OLD PEOPLE SHOULD GO LAST,
OR GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY.
UGH!
I'M SO SORRY, MR. QUIGLEY,
WE SEEM TO BE
HOLDING THAT MAN UP.
NO, MA'AM. I JUST SPOKE TO HIM
AND HE AIN'T IN THAT
BIG A HURRY AFTER ALL.
WHERE ARE YOU FROM, MATE?
WYOMING.
THAT NEAR SYDNEY?
A BIT FURTHER NORTH.
I-I CAN TELL YOU'RE A BLOKE
WHO'S LOOKING FOR SOMEBODY.
NO, SOMETHING?
I COULD USE A GOOD HORSE.
IT'S A GENTLEMAN FROM
THE LAND OF THE FREE
AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE.
A DRINK, SIR?
A PLACE TO REST YOUR BONES?
A WOMAN, PERHAPS?
ARRGH!
AHH!
OHH!
GRR.
I DON'T RECKON THE
LADY'S ALL THAT ANXIOUS
TO GET IN YOUR WAGON, MISTER.
ROY?
OH, ROY, IT'S YOU!
UH.
I'M NOT ROY, LADY.
EVERY TIME THERE'S
A SHIP FROM AMERICA,
I COME LOOKING FOR YOU.
AND THANK GOD
YOU'VE COME FOR ME!
I'M SORRY, ROY.
I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING.
DOES CRAZY CORA BELONG TO YOU?
I DIDN'T SAY THAT.
I SAID SHE DON'T WANT
TO GET IN YOUR WAGON.
WELL, THE BOSS SAYS
WE CAN TAKE SOME WHITE
TARTS BACK TO THE STATION
'CAUSE WE'RE SICK
OF BLACK LADIES.
SO YOU JUST TELL CORA
TO COME REAL QUIET
AND WE'LL FEED
HER AND EVERYTHING.
PLEASE TAKE ME HOME, ROY.
BUGGER OFF, MATE.
EXCUSE ME.
I'M NEW HERE
SO I AIN'T RIGHTLY CERTAIN.
IS EVERYBODY IN THIS COUNTRY
AS BUTT-UGLY AS YOU 3?
OHH!
LOOK OUT, ROY!
OH!
I'M SORRY, ROY.
UGH!
OH!
WILL YOU STAY OUT OF THIS?
I'M SORRY, ROY.
MY NAME AIN'T ROY.
IT'S MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
YOU?
YOU'RE THE FELLOW, MARSTON
SENT US TO BRING BACK.
WE SURE SHOWED
THEM, DIDN'T WE, ROY?
YOU GOT SOMETHING AGAINST
RIDING HORSES IN THIS COUNTRY?
WE RIDE THEM WHEN IT SUITS US.
BULLOCKS EAT AND DRINK ROUGHER.
PUT YOUR SADDLE ON
ONE OF THEM IF YOU LIKE.
RIDING IN THE BACK OF THE
WAGON WITH THE WOMEN.
I SHOULD'VE KNOWED
TO BRING MY OWN HORSE.
HA HA HA!
I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU.
DON'T WORRY, ROY.
EVERYTHING'S GOING
TO TURN OUT JUST FINE.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
I'M GONNA BANDAGE YOUR HEAD.
OH, NO, YOU'RE NOT.
BUT IT MUST HURT REAL BAD.
I WANT TO HELP IT GET BETTER.
QUIT!
YOU HELPED ME ENOUGH ALREADY.
I'M MUCH OBLIGED.
I DON'T KNOW WHY
YOU'RE BEIN' SUCH A
BABY ABOUT THIS, ROY.
JUST HOLD STILL!
QUIT!
NOW WHO THE HELL
IS THIS ROY ANYWAY?
HEY! DO YOU NEED A
HAND WITH CRAZY CORA?
HERE.
THANK YOU.
NOW LOOK, LADY,
I DON'T KNOW NO ROY.
SO YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE.
GO ON.
YOO-HOO.
GOOD NIGHT, ROY.
GOOD NIGHT, LADY.
WAY UP. WHOA.
WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS IT?
REDCOATS.
MR. ASHLEY-BLOODY-PITT
AND HIS HEROES.
FRIENDS OF YOURS?
THEY'RE BRITISH.
GET THAT BLOODY THING
AWAY FROM ME TEAM.
WHY ARE YOU TAKING
THE BODY BACK?
WE'VE GOT ORDERS TO BRING IN
ALL SUSPECTED CATTLE THIEVES.
THE BUGGER'S DEAD.
THE TRIAL WILL NOT BE LENGTHY.
CARRY ON, SERGEANT.
WE'RE LOOKING FOR 2 DESERTERS.
CAN'T SAY I BLAME THEM.
HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?
NO.
SOME NEW DISTRACTIONS, EH?
WHO'S THIS CHAP
ON THE BACK HERE?
IT'S THE YANK
MARSTON'S BROUGHT OUT.
YANK, EH?
COME TO DO FOR MARSTON
WHAT THESE BUG IRISH
CONVICTS OBVIOUSLY CAN'T.
WELL, YOU JUST DO YOUR JOB
AND STAY OUT OF TROUBLE.
IN OUR EXPERIENCE,
AMERICANS ARE UNCOUTH MISFITS
WHO'VE BEEN RUN OUT OF
THEIR OWN BARBARIC COUNTRY.
WELL, LIEUTENANT...
MAJOR!
MAJOR.
WE ALREADY RUN THE
MISFITS OUT OF OUR COUNTRY.
WE SENT THEM BACK TO ENGLAND.
HA HA!
WHAT ARE THEY, KOALA BEARS?
KANGAROOS, I RECKON.
WELL, WHATEVER THEY ARE, ROY,
NATURE SURE PLAYED
AN AWFUL TRICK ON THEM.
I AM FED UP WITH YOU.
AND I AM FED UP WITH
ROY, WHOEVER HE IS.
MY NAME IS MATTHEW.
WELL, PARDON THE HELL OUT OF ME.
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD
TALK TO ME LIKE THAT, ROY.
I OUGHTA WASH YOUR MOUTH
OUT WITH SOAP IF I HAD SOME.
LADY, YOU ARE ABOUT A
HALF A BUBBLE OFF OF PLUMB.
AND THAT'S FOR SURE
AND FOR CERTAIN.
JUST BECAUSE THE ROAD IS ROCKY
DOESN'T MEAN YOUR SPIRITS
SHOULD GET ROCKY, TOO.
WHEN DO WE GET TO
MARSTON'S RANCH?
WE'VE BEEN ON HIS BLOODY
LAND FOR THE LAST 2 DAYS.
HEY!
THINGS SEEM DIFFERENT HERE.
THEY SAY GOD MADE AUSTRALIA LAST
DON'T YOU KNOW?
AFTER HE GOT TIRED OF MAKING
EVERYTHING ELSE THE SAME.
WELL, I SEEN SOME PRETTY
COUNTRY, THAT'S FOR CERTAIN.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
SO FAR FROM HOME?
THERE HASN'T BEEN
ANYONE ELSE BUT YOU.
YOU KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU?
YOU CAN TAKE ME
IF YOU WANT TO, ROY.
GOD ALMIGHTY, LADY.
GO TO SLEEP.
LOOK AT THAT, MATE.
WHOO-HOO!
WAIT TILL YOU SEE WHAT
WE'VE GOT FOR YOU, O'FLYNN.
MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
ELLIOTT MARSTON.
WELCOME TO AUSTRALIA.
WELL, SIR, YOUR MEN
ALREADY WELCOMED ME.
COOGAN, MR. QUIGLEY'S LUGGAGE,
TAKE IT TO THE LODGE.
MR. MARSTON,
YOU SAID YOU'D PAY
ME $50 IN GOLD COIN
JUST FOR SHOWING UP.
YOU DON'T WASTE MUCH TIME.
I SPENT 3 MONTHS ON A
BOAT JUST GETTING HERE.
YOU INTRIGUED ME, MR. QUIGLEY.
21 MEN ANSWERED MY ADVERTISEMENT
FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD.
CANADA, INDIA, ENGLAND.
THEY JUST WROTE LETTERS.
BUT YOU
HAD A WAY WITH WORDS.
MY ADVERTISEMENT SIMPLY STATED
THAT I WANTED TO HIRE
THE FINEST LONG-DISTANCE
MARKSMAN IN THE WORLD.
HAVE I?
AAH.
THE LEGENDARY SHARP.
YOU KNOW YOUR WEAPONS.
IT'S A LEVER-ACTION
BREECHLOADER.
USUAL BARREL
LENGTH IS 30 INCHES.
THIS ONE HAS AN EXTRA 4.
IT'S CONVERTED TO USE
A SPECIAL .45 CALIBER,
110-GRAIN METAL CARTRIDGE
WITH A 540-GRAIN
PAPER PATCHED BULLET.
IT'S FITTED WITH
DOUBLE-SET TRIGGERS
AND A VERNIER SIGHT.
IT'S MARKED UP TO 1,200 YARDS.
THIS ONE SHOOTS A MIGHT FURTHER.
AN EXPERIMENTAL WEAPON
WITH EXPERIMENTAL AMMUNITION.
YOU COULD CALL IT THAT.
LET'S EXPERIMENT.
WHITEY, TAKE THAT BUCKET
AND RIDE OUT UNTIL I SIGNAL.
TELL ME WHEN YOU
WANT HIM TO STOP.
YOUR MAN ABLE TO HIT
SOMETHING THAT FAR AWAY?
I DON'T KNOW HIM. I
NEVER SAW HIM BEFORE.
HE'D HAVE TO BE A
GOOD SHOT, ALL RIGHT.
'BOUT THERE'LL DO.
BULLSHIT.
ARE YOU QUITE
CERTAIN, MR. QUIGLEY
THAT YOU WOULDN'T LIKE
THE BUCKET A BIT CLOSER?
OH! JESUS CHRIST!
QUITE CERTAIN.
TOLD YOU.
ONLY MY ROY COULD HIT A COYOTE
FROM THAT DISTANCE.
VERY IMPRESSIVE.
YOU'RE HIRED.
WOULD YOU EXCUSE
ME FOR A MINUTE?
THERE'S SOME BUSINESS
I HAVE TO ATTEND TO.
YOU MIGHT FIND THIS INTERESTING.
NICE SHOOTING, ROY.
MR. MARSTON.
I THINK THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE.
THE ONE THEY CALL "CRAZY CORA"?
GRR.
I'D APPRECIATE IT IF YOUR
MEN WOULD LEAVE HER ALONE
TILL YOU AND I HAVE
A CHANCE TO TALK.
WHATEVER YOU WANT.
YOU ARE DESERTERS
FROM HER MAJESTY'S ARMED FORCES.
THE PENALTY FOR
YOUR CRIME IS DEATH.
PLUS, YOU WERE
CAUGHT ON MY LAND.
I COULD HAVE YOU
SHOT FOR TRESPASSING.
YOU LET US STAY HERE, GOVERNOR,
WE'LL SERVE YOU PROPER.
BETTER THAN THIS
CONVICT SCUM YOU'VE GOT.
WELL, UNFORTUNATELY
YOUR COMMANDING OFFICER
MAJOR ASHLEY-PITT AND I,
HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING.
AND SO I'M AFRAID
YOU'LL BE SENT BACK
TO FACE THE FIRING PARTY.
BUT I SEE NO REASON
WHY YOU SHOULD BE
TRUSSED UP LIKE ANIMALS.
MR. DOBKIN.
THIS IS MY PREFERRED
WEAPON, MR. QUIGLEY.
DO JOIN ME FOR DINNER.
YOU GOTTA ADMIT THE
YANK'S A GOOD SHOT
WITH A LONG RIFLE.
SURE. BUT YOU GIVE
ME A WEAPON LIKE THAT
AND I COULD BEAT HIM
WITH MY EYES SHUT.
EASY TO SAY, O'FLYNN
BUT YOU'VE GOT A LOT TO LEARN.
I'VE GOT A LOT TO LEARN?
WELL, LOOK AT YOU, THEN, DOBKIN.
YOU BEEN HERE 12 YEARS
AND ALL YOU'VE GOT TO
SHOW FOR IT IS COLD MUTTON.
HE'S IN GETTING A FANCY DINNER.
HUH?
YOU WERE ACTUALLY IN DODGE CITY?
WILLIAM HICKOK MUST
HAVE BEEN THERE.
OH, SPENT A NIGHT THERE ONCE.
I WAS PRETTY TIRED.
DODGE CITY'S A NICE
PLACE TO GET SOME SLEEP.
YOU FAMILIAR WITH THE
ARMY REVOLVER, MR. QUIGLEY?
WELL, SIR. I NEVER
HAD MUCH USE FOR ONE.
IT'S A RECENT INVENTION
OF YOUR COUNTRYMAN,
COLONEL COLT.
GOD CREATED ALL MEN.
THEY SAY SAM COLT
MADE THEM EQUAL...
MORE OR LESS.
HA HA HA.
YOU SEE, THAT'S WHAT I
LIKE ABOUT YOU AMERICANS.
YOU'RE PEOPLE OF
ACTION, NOT WORDS.
THAT MINT JELLY ON YOUR LAMB...
IS MY OWN CREATION.
I'M A STUDENT OF
YOUR AMERICAN WEST.
I'VE READ A GREAT DEAL ABOUT IT.
TELL ME ABOUT DINGOES.
10 POUNDS A MONTH
SHOOTING WILD DOGS
SEEMS LIKE A WHOLE
LOT FOR NOT MUCH.
BESIDES, YOU'VE GOT ENOUGH
MEN AND GUNS OUTSIDE
TO KILL EVERY DINGO
WITHIN 10 MILES OF HERE.
UNLESS YOU'RE TALKING
ABOUT DESERTERS.
DID YOU KNOW THAT
YOUR AMERICAN INDIAN
IS A RACE THAT HAS
NO WORD FOR "WHEEL"?
NO CONCEPT OF FARMING,
NO UNDERSTANDING
OF LAND OWNERSHIP.
IS THAT A FACT?
FROM WHAT I HEAR
YOU FOUND A SOLUTION TO
THAT PROBLEM IN YOUR COUNTRY.
I GUESS THAT DEPENDS
ON WHETHER YOU'RE
AN INDIAN OR NOT.
YOU SEE, IN MANY WAYS
OUR 2 NATIONS ARE QUITE SIMILAR.
WE BOTH BROUGHT
CIVILIZATION TO THE STONE AGE.
UNFORTUNATELY, IN THIS COUNTRY
WE HAVE FAILED IN ONE REGARD.
WE HAVE BEEN UNABLE
TO DOMESTICATE
THE MOST BACKWARD
PEOPLE IN THE WORLD:
THE AUSTRALIAN ABORIGINE.
DON'T MIND HIM, HE'S HARMLESS.
MY PARENTS WERE SLAUGHTERED
BY ABORIGINES, MR. QUIGLEY.
THEY ATTACKED SO FAST
MY MOTHER WAS FOUND DEAD
STILL HOLDING HER SEWING.
NOWADAYS, THEY BUTCHER
OUR SHEEP AND CATTLE.
HER MAJESTY'S GOVERNMENT
ALLOWS THE LOCAL SETTLERS
TO DEAL WITH THE
MATTER THEIR OWN WAY.
THIS OFFICIAL POLICY IS CALLED
"PACIFICATION BY FORCE."
BUT THE REAL ISSUE
IS THAT PRIMITIVE AS THEY ARE
THE ABORIGINES HAVE LEARNED
TO KEEP OUT OF OUR RIFLE RANGE.
WHICH BRINGS US TO YOU
MR. QUIGLEY.
WHAT THE HELL?
NOW STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU WERE.
NO MAN KNOCKS ME
OUT OF MY OWN HOUSE.
WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE,
GET HIM.
HAS HE GOT THE RIFLE WITH HIM?
HE KEEPS IT RIGHT BESIDE HIM.
I SAID GET HIM!
HE'S JUST SITTING IN
THERE WITH THAT BIG GUN.
KEEP DOWN.
KELLY, UP THERE.
CARVER, TAKE THE SIDE.
RUFFY, AROUND THE BACK.
FANCY AMERICAN, HEY?
HE'S REAL FANCY, EH?
KICK HIM IN THE BACK!
THAT'S IT! HA HA.
LEAVE ROY ALONE!
UGH! GET HER OFF ME!
AHH! AHH!
THROW HIM IN THE WAGON
HAUL HIM 2 DAYS FROM
HERE AND DUMP HIM.
LET AUSTRALIA KILL HIM.
AND THE CRAZY WOMAN, TOO!
FORGOT THE GOLD.
WHAT DID HE SAY?
YOU FORGOT THE GOLD.
MARSTON.
WELL, HE PAID HIM IN GOLD.
HE'S RIGHT.
LEAVE US SOME WATER
AND YOU CAN HAVE THE GOLD.
I CAN HAVE THE GOLD ANYWAY.
THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT YOU'D SAY.
UGH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
UNH!
UHH!
HYAH! HYAH!
HYAH! HYAH!
UH.
I WISH PEOPLE WOULD QUIT
HITTING ME ON THE HEAD.
DON'T WORRY. ON A NEW JOB
IT'S QUITE COMMON FOR THINGS
NOT TO GO WELL AT FIRST.
HEH HEH.
HA HA HA.
HA HA HA.
WE SHOULD...
WHAT?
I REMEMBER ONCE MY
GRANDDADDY TOLD ME
ABOUT HOW WHEN
YOU'RE LOST IN THE DESERT
YOU SHOULD SLEEP DURING THE DAY
AND WALK AT NIGHT.
YOUR GRANDDADDY TELL YOU THAT?
HE ALSO TELL YOU
WE'LL DIE IN THE DESERT
WITHOUT THOSE HORSES?
WELL, WHAT GOOD ARE
HORSES IF WE DIE FIRST?
ONCE IN A WHILE
SHE ACTUALLY
MAKES A LITTLE SENSE.
WHAT DID YOU SAY, ROY?
NEVER MIND.
UNH!
UNH!
GOOD MORNING, MAJOR.
MARSTON.
WHAT CAN I GET FOR YOU?
SOME REFRESHMENT?
THAT'S VERY KIND, SIR.
I'D BE OBLIGED IF YOU
WOULD IDENTIFY FOR ME
2 DEAD BODIES.
2 MEN ABSCONDED. BUT I IMAGINE
THIS IS A COUPLE OF NEWCOMERS
WHO WANDERED OFF
TOGETHER RECENTLY.
A MAN AND A WOMAN?
NAH.
2 MEN.
ONE OF THEM STABBED
AND ONE SHOT THROUGH THE HEAD.
COOGAN AND MILLER.
WELL, IT WOULD APPEAR
THE MAN AND WOMAN
ARE STILL MISSING.
YES, IT WOULD, WOULDN'T IT?
OH, DON'T WORRY, MAJOR.
I HAVE NO DOUBT I'LL FIND THEM.
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HEY, LADY.
YOU OKAY?
THINK SO.
WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO TO US?
I RECKON THEY ALREADY DONE IT.
THEY GAVE US WATER.
BUT THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE.
THEY LET ME KEEP IT
WHEN EVERY WHITE
MAN WITH A RIFLE
IS TRYING TO KILL THEM.
EXCEPT YOU.
WELL, THEY DON'T KNOW THAT.
DON'T THEY?
SOMETHING TELLS ME
YOU AND I WERE ON
THE SHADY SIDE OF DEAD.
THIS IS A SPECIAL PLACE.
BET THEY USED MAGIC ON US.
THAT OLD MAN OVER THERE
LOOKS LIKE HE'S
SOME KIND OF CHIEF
OR MEDICINE MAN OR SOMETHING.
WHAT'S THIS?
THAT.
MORE THAN LIKELY
SOMETHING THAT CAME
OUT OF THE SOUTH END OF
A NORTHBOUND KANGAROO.
YOU MEAN KANGAROO SHIT?
VERY KIND.
YOU THINK THEY'RE SAFE TO EAT?
YOU GOT A BETTER IDEA?
MUCH OBLIGED.
GO ON.
I DON'T EAT THINGS
THAT ARE STILL MOVING.
YOU GOING TO SHOOT IT FIRST?
MMM.
YO?
YO?
YO?
YO!
YO! YO!
WATER?
MEGMA.
MEGMA?
NOW, I'LL HELP YOU CUT THIS...
THIS STRIP OUT OF THIS
BIG PIECE OF KANGAROO.
THERE WE GO.
TAKE IT.
MY WORK.
HERE.
OVER LIKE THAT.
SWING YOUR ARM.
ROLL YOUR WRIST.
SEE, YOU GOTTA
KEEP THAT LOOP OPEN.
SEE HOW THAT LOOP STAYS OPEN?
AND YOU LOOK AT WHAT
YOU'RE THROWING AT,
SWING THE ROPE, AND
THROW RIGHT AT IT.
THEN YOU JUST PULL HIM IN.
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'NIGHT.
YOU JUST WAIT TILL YOU TRY THIS.
BUT YOU GOT TO GUESS WHAT IT IS.
THAT LITTLE GIRL IS SO DARLING.
SHE SURE IS.
NOT AS DARLING AS ROY JR.
AW, GOD ALMIGHTY, LADY,
NOT ANOTHER ROY.
WELL, I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU
BUT MY STOMACH THINKS
MY THROAT'S BEEN CUT.
ROY WAS HUNTING SAGE HENS
WHEN THE COMANCHES CAME.
I GRABBED THE BABY
AND A PISTOL AND I...
HID IN THE ROOT CELLAR OUT BACK.
AND THE INDIANS TORE
UP OUR SOD HOUSE
AND I WAS REAL QUIET
BUT THEN THE BABY
STARTED CRYING.
I TRIED TO SHUSH
HIM AND SUCKLE HIM
BUT HE JUST WOULDN'T STOP.
ONE COMANCHE, I REMEMBER,
HE ACTED REAL DRUNK
AND WORE MY GREEN APRON.
HE MUST HAVE HEARD SOMETHING.
HE STARTED HOLLERING
AND COMING CLOSER.
SO I PUT MY HAND GENTLE-LIKE
OVER MY BABY'S MOUTH.
"DON'T CRY.
"DADDY WILL BE HOME SOON."
THE INDIANS FOUND US,
BUT THEY JUST LAUGHED.
THEY WERE JUST DRUNK.
THEY DIDN'T WANT
TO HURT ANYBODY.
THEY RODE AWAY AND
AT SUNDOWN, ROY CAME HOME, BUT
I WAS STILL AFRAID
TO COME OUT OF THE CELLAR.
I WAS AFRAID OF WHAT HE'D DO
WHEN HE SAW I SMOTHERED OUR SON.
I OUGHT TO FIND SOME WAY
TO MEND THIS PETTICOAT.
LOOK AT THAT.
ROY.
HE JUST BURIED THE BABY
PUT ME IN THE WAGON
AND WE WENT 70 MILES
TO GALVESTON WITHOUT STOPPING.
HE NEVER SAID A WORD.
PUT ME ON THE
FIRST SHIP HE FOUND.
IT WAS HEADED TO AUSTRALIA.
AND HE SAID,
"DON'T WANT NO WOMAN
"THAT WOULD KILL MY
SON TO SAVE HERSELF."
AND HE TURNED AND HE WALKED AWAY
AND HE NEVER LOOKED BACK.
I KNOW
'CAUSE I WATCHED
TO SEE IF HE WOULD.
THIS THING IS JUST
FALLING APART.
IT'S JUST...
I'M TIRED.
DON'T EXACTLY TALK YOUR EAR OFF
SAYING GOODBYE, DO THEY?
THE JOHNSONS ARE
ALWAYS LIKE THAT.
WHAT?
REMEMBER THE CHURCH
SOCIAL LAST YEAR?
THEY ATE EVERYBODY'S
JAMS AND PIES
AND LEFT WITHOUT SAYING A WORD.
WELL, IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT
FOR INVITING THEM
AGAIN THIS YEAR.
WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?
THAT'S WHY.
GOD, NO.
NO!
DON'T!
STAY BACK!
NO!
OVER THERE!
NO!
NO!
SHIT.
NO!
OF ALL THE DAMN FOOL
THINGS I EVER DID SEE.
YOU TRYING TO GET
YOUR HEAD BLOWN OFF?
ANYONE WHO BELIEVES IN MAGIC
IS CRAZY.
DON'T BE RUNNING OFF LIKE THAT.
I COULD'VE USED
SOME HELP UP THERE, YOU KNOW.
WELL, I GOT MY RIG BACK.
BUT NO SADDLEBAGS,
WHICH MEANS I CAN'T
MAKE MY RELOAD.
WE GOT 1 HORSE AND 2 CANTEENS.
A RIDER GOT AWAY,
WHICH MEANS MARSTON
WILL KNOW WHERE WE ARE.
YEAH, AND WE DON'T.
I'M COLD.
YOU GOT THE BLANKET.
WELL,
MAYBE WE COULD SHARE IT TONIGHT.
THERE'S SOMETHING I
WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
IF WE DO,
THERE WILL BE SOMETHING
I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
WHEN SUMMER COMES,
LET'S DRAG UP SOME WOOD
FOR A REAL CABIN.
'CAUSE, ROY, SOD WALLS...
MATTHEW.
MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
I AIN'T SHARING MY
BED TILL I'M CERTAIN
YOU KNOW WHO'S IN IT.
NOW, SAY IT.
IF WE HAD A WOOD CABIN,
WE COULD GET GLASS WINDOWS.
WE'LL SEE.
SEA'S GOT TO BE WEST AND
THAT'S HOW WE'RE HEADED, BUT
SURE WOULDN'T KNOW IT.
OW!
HELL!
DID YOU SEE THAT?
I SURE DID.
BIGGEST ANT I EVER DID SEE.
WHAT'S MY NAME TODAY?
MATTHEW QUIGLEY,
SAME AS ON THE OTHER DAY.
HOW'S ABOUT YOU AND ME
TAKING OFF ALL OUR
CLOTHES AND GOING SWIMMING?
WHAT ARE YOU, CRAZY?
THERE AIN'T NO WATER.
WHY, SHAME ON YOU.
WELL, YOU...
WHAT ABOUT LAST NIGHT? YOU...
I WHAT?
OH, NEVER MIND.
WELL, HOW WAS THAT,
THEN, MR. MARSTON?
PRETTY GOOD, O'FLYNN.
YOU'VE IMPROVED.
WEAR YOUR HOLSTER A BIT HIGHER,
THEN YOU CAN GRAB
THE GUN ON THE WAY UP.
BUT I'M FASTER, AREN'T I? YEAH.
THINK I'LL EVER GET
TO BE AS FAST AS YOU?
YOU MEAN, IF YOU
PRACTICED A LOT?
YEAH. NO.
NOT AGAIN.
WHERE ARE THE OTHERS?
DEAD.
ALL DEAD.
QUIGLEY.
HE WAS EVERYWHERE.
4 MORE.
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.
DID YOU SEE HIM?
IT WAS TOO FAR AWAY.
HOW FAR?
3/4 OF A MILE MAYBE.
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
HOW LONG FROM THE
TIME THE BULLET STRUCK
UNTIL YOU HEARD THE
REPORT OF THE RIFLE?
2, MAYBE 3 SECONDS.
MATTHEW QUIGLEY
IS REALLY BEGINNING
TO ANNOY ME.
DOBKIN, HOW MANY MEN
CAN WE SEND OUT THERE?
THESE AND 2 OTHERS.
6 MEN ARE STILL ON
A HUNTING PARTY.
ALL RIGHT.
THERE'S 50 POUNDS IN GOLD
TO THE MAN WHO
BRINGS QUIGLEY IN.
SO KEEP PRACTICING.
YOU KNOW, IF WE'RE
LOST, YOU CAN TELL ME.
WE'RE LOST.
I CAN TAKE BAD NEWS.
JUST TELL ME STRAIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE
THE HELL WE ARE.
NO SENSE TO TAKE YOUR TIME...
TO MAKE IT SOUND
BETTER THAN IT IS.
RECKON WE'RE GOING IN CIRCLES.
FLOWERING THINGS UP.
I'LL SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT...
SO JUST TELL ME HONESTLY.
ARE WE LOST?
NOPE, I KNOW EXACTLY
WHERE WE ARE.
THAT'S GOOD. 'CAUSE FRANKLY,
I WAS GETTING A LITTLE WORRIED.
DON'T KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOING,
BUT THERE'S NO USE BEING LATE.
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
GET THE BLOODY HELL
OUT OF HERE, QUICK.
COME ON. HURRY UP.
AAH!
AAH!
MY BACK'S BROKE.
YOU GOT SHOT, HOBB.
THERE'S NOTHING
I CAN DO FOR YOU.
KILL ME.
WHERE'S MARSTON'S
STATION FROM HERE?
HOW FAR IS THE NEAREST TOWN?
WHY SHOULD I TELL YOU?
'CAUSE IF YOU DON'T,
I'LL LET YOU LIVE.
UH.
YOU KNOW, I'M NEW HERE,
SO I'M KIND OF CURIOUS.
YOU THINK THE DINGOES
WILL GET YOU FIRST...
OR THE ANTS?
QUIGLEY!
DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!
AAH!
QUIGLEY!
MARSTON'S STATION'S 2
DAYS' RIDE SOUTHWEST!
MEEKATHANGA'S ONLY 20
MILES PAST THE BILLABONG.
TALK STRAIGHT, GODDAMN IT
OR I'LL GET THE ANTS MYSELF.
IT'S A TOWN!
A DAY'S RIDE PAST
THE DRY RIVERBED.
THAT WAY.
AH.
AH.
NOW FINISH ME.
YOU GOT ONE SHOT
LEFT IN THAT SHOOTER.
MAKE THE MOST OF IT.
HUH!
OH.
OH.
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT.
SWEETEST LITTLE THING.
SWEET LITTLE THING.
I RECKON NOW THAT
WE SHOULD KEEP MOVING
TILL WE FIND SOME HELP.
I RECKON WE SHOULD
STOP FOR THE NIGHT.
THE BABY'S HURT.
HE'S WEAK, AND HE
NEEDS SOME SHELTER.
KID'S PROBABLY
TOUGHER THAN WE ARE.
THAT LITTLE FELLOW IS EATING
LIKE HIS BELLY BUTTON
BEEN RUBBING A BLISTER
ON HIS BACKBONE.
YEAH. HE WAS EATING
BUT HE NEEDS SOME MILK.
WELL, I DON'T RECALL SEEING
A WHOLE LOT OF MILKING
COWS AROUND HERE.
THERE SHOULD BE A
TOWN TO THE SOUTHWEST.
I RECKON WE COULD MAKE
IT IN A HARD DAY'S RIDE.
WE CAN'T MAKE IT.
HE SHOULD STAY HERE WITH ME.
YOU COULD MAKE THE
RIDE FASTER WITHOUT US.
WELL.
JUST LEAVE ME THE
EXTRA RIFLE AND PISTOL.
YOU KNOW HOW TO USE A SHOOTER?
I AM A NATIVE-BORN TEXICAN.
WELL, THERE'S ENOUGH
WATER FOR 2 DAYS
IF I AIN'T HERE DRINKING IT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
WHAT?
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
YOU.
YOU'RE THE ONLY MAN
ON THIS CONTINENT
THAT WOULD ASK ME WHAT I THINK.
THAT OUGHT TO DO YOU.
THANKS FOR THE LIZARDS.
NOW, YOU'VE CHECKED
THE GUNS 3 TIMES.
THERE'S PLENTY OF
FOOD AND WATER.
WE'RE FINE.
GET GOING.
YOU RUN INTO ANY
OF HIS OWN PEOPLE
YOU'LL GIVE THEM
LITTLE BIT, WON'T YOU?
YOU GOT TO PROMISE ME.
SURE COULD USE
SOMETHING ELSE TO WEAR.
HE'D BE BETTER OFF WITH THEM.
YOU KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU?
IF YOU SEE ANY DRESSES
THAT AREN'T TOO COSTLY
RED'S MY FAVORITE COLOR.
RED OR EVEN PINK,
BUT RED'S MY FAVORITE.
I SHOULD BE BACK IN 2 DAYS.
IF I AIN'T BACK IN 3...
YOU'LL BE BACK.
YOU BET.
HIGHLY UNUSUAL
CALIBRATION, MR. QUIGLEY.
THIS WILL TAKE SOME
TIME TO DUPLICATE.
NO, SIR. IT WON'T.
YOU COULD SUBSTITUTE A
.450 NUMBER 2 MUSKET LEAD.
MARSTON AIN'T GOING TO WAIT.
MARSTON?
HE'S A MURDERER.
HE MIXES FLOUR WITH POISON
TO KILL THE ABORIGINES.
YES. THIS IS A
CRUEL, UNCIVILIZED...
PAPA, LET THE MAN EAT.
HE'S GOT A LONG RIDE
AHEAD OF HIM TONIGHT.
I WAS ABLE TO FIND
SOME CONDENSED MILK
FOR THE BABY
AND SOME TINS OF BEEF
FOR YOU AND YOUR WOMAN.
WELL, MA'AM,
SHE AIN'T EXACTLY MY WOMAN.
AH, KLAUS, COME OVER HERE.
MR. QUIGLEY, I WOULD
LIKE YOU TO MEET MY SON.
PLEASED TO MEET YOU.
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
YOU'RE THE AMERICAN
THE ONE WHO'S BEEN
HELPING THE ABORIGINES.
IS THAT THE RIFLE
I'VE BEEN HEARING ABOUT?
YOU CAN TAKE A LOOK
AT IT IF YOU LIKE, SON.
IT'S SO HEAVY.
WELL, YOU GET USED TO IT. SON,
I HAVE MY HORSE IN
THE GULLY OUT BACK.
I'D BE MUCH OBLIGED IF
YOU'D BRING IT UP FOR ME.
YES, SIR.
KLAUS, AFTER YOU GET
MR. QUIGLEY'S HORSE
SADDLE UP OURS AS WELL.
YES, PAPA.
HE DIDN'T GET ALL THAT
FROM A WANTED POSTER.
EVERYONE KNOWS ABOUT YOU.
THE ABORIGINES WHO COME TO TOWN
TO TRADE WITH US TALK
ABOUT THE SPIRIT WARRIOR.
WELL, I'VE BEEN CALLED
A LOT OF THINGS, MA'AM,
BUT NEVER THAT.
GET THE OTHERS.
LITTLE FELLA,
WHERE'D YOU GET THIS SADDLE, EH?
SHH. DON'T CRY.
DADDY WILL BE HOME SOON.
SHH. SHH.
DON'T CRY.
HUSH, BABY. HUSH, BABY.
HUSH, BABY. SHH.
SHH.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
SHH.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
SHH.
DON'T CRY. DON'T CRY.
DON'T CRY. DADDY'LL
BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME.
OH.
NO. YOU CRY.
YOU WANT TO CRY?
YOU CRY ALL YOU WANT TO.
GO ON.
CRY!
HELL.
LET'S BOTH MAKE SOME NOISE.
♪ YES, WE'LL GATHER
AT THE RIVER ♪
♪ THE BEAUTIFUL,
BEAUTIFUL RIVER ♪
♪ YES, WE'LL GATHER
AT THE RIVER ♪
SHIT.
DID YOU SEE THAT?
I GOT THAT ONE, LITTLE
BABY. AM I PROUD!
RUN, YOU DAMN DOGS.
TAKE YOUR YELLOW
BUTTS OUT OF HERE.
6.
I WISH PAPA WERE HERE FOR THIS.
2.
BY THE TIME YOU RETURN
WITH THE WOMAN AND THE BABY
I WILL HAVE YOUR
CARTRIDGES READY.
UNTIL THEN...
MUCH OBLIGED, BUT, UH,
NEVER HAD MUCH USE FOR ONE.
I KNOW I CAN'T REPAY YOU
FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE, BUT
OH, NO. PLEASE.
NO. YOU TAKE IT.
IT'S MARSTON'S.
IN THAT CASE.
ARE YOU CERTAIN YOU
WON'T STAY THE NIGHT?
YOU NEED THE REST.
NO, MA'AM.
KLAUS SHOULD BE HERE
WITH THE HORSES BY NOW.
I BEST BE GETTING BACK.
GET BACK INSIDE.
WHAT? NOW.
AAH!
COME HERE. NO!
GRAB THE BRAT. OLIVER, WITH ME!
UH!
AH!
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?
IT'S OUT THE FRONT.
WE GOT HIM.
WATCH THE WINDOWS.
UPSTAIRS.
GET AROUND THE BACK.
HAS ANYONE SEEN MY SON OUT HERE?
AAH!
AW, SHIT.
HE'S DONE FOR.
THE BLOODY PLACE
IS FALLING APART.
QUIGLEY!
HEY, GET AROUND HERE!
NOBODY COULD LIVE THROUGH THAT.
CAN'T SEE WHERE HE WENT.
HE HAD TO BE BACK
THERE, OF COURSE.
HE COULDN'T HAVE
MADE IT TO THE WATER.
WHY NOT?
LET'S GO DOWN THERE AND LOOK.
NO, NO. YOU GO. I'LL STAY.
EXCUSE ME.
UH!
I GIVE UP!
QUIGLEY, DON'T SHOOT.
THERE. SEE, LOOK.
NOTHING.
YOU MIGHT WANT TO TRY YOUR LUCK
WITH THAT BELLY GUN.
THEN AGAIN, YOU MIGHT NOT.
AAH!
THAT'S WHAT I FIGURED.
MAMA.
MAMA!
MAMA!
KLAUS, MY SON. DEAR GOD.
WHY?
UH!
UH!
NOW, YOU TAKE A GOOD LOOK.
EVEN IF YOU KILL ME,
MARSTON WILL CATCH YOU.
HE'S COMING FOR YOU.
I AIN'T GOING TO KILL YOU
'CAUSE YOU'RE GOING
TO GO TELL MARSTON
I'M COMING AFTER HIM.
NOW GET!
RIGHT HERE. GET UP. QUICK.
DON'T BOTHER TO KNOCK, WILL YOU?
QUIGLEY'S COMING.
HE'S KILLED 2 FOR SURE...
PADDY AND OLIVER.
QUIGLEY SAID TO TELL
YOU HE'S COMING FOR YOU.
HE'LL GET US ALL.
I KNOW HE WILL.
OH, SHUT UP.
ONE MAN, AND HE'S
BEATEN ALL OF YOU.
BROPHY,
YOU AND MITCHELL RIDE WITH ME
AS FAR AS THE GAP.
DOBKIN, GET EVERY AVAILABLE MAN.
I'LL FIND ASHLEY-PITT.
YES, SIR.
AND GET HIM OUT OF HERE.
HE'S BLEEDING ALL OVER THE RUG.
LADY.
CORA. HUH!
NO, NO. IT'S ALL RIGHT.
HUH.
WHAT HAPPENED?
OH.
OH.
OH.
THE COMANCHES CAME.
BUT LITTLE BITTY'S JUST FINE.
I KILLED THE COMANCHES,
AND HE'S JUST...
HE'S JUST FINE, HONEY.
YOU'RE QUITE A WOMAN, CORA.
YOU GET ANY SAGE HENS?
I GOT THE NEXT BEST THING.
THEY DIDN'T HAVE A RED ONE.
OH.
OH!
NO MATTER.
IS IT PRETTY?
LOOKS GOOD ON ME.
OH!
I MISSED YOU.
YOU DID?
WHO'D YOU MISS?
YOU.
ME, NOT THAT OTHER FELLA?
YOU.
I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO.
YOU SURE LOOK PRETTY
IN THAT NEW BLUE DRESS.
YOU GO AFTER
MARSTON, HE'LL KILL YOU.
KID, NEXT TIME SHE
TALKS LIKE THAT
PEE ALL OVER THE DRESS.
YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT
TO YOUR HAPPINESS, CORA.
I DON'T SUPPOSE I
CAN CONVINCE YOU.
NO, SIR.
I WILL SEE TO IT
THAT SHE GETS
OUT OF HERE SAFELY.
THANK YOU.
YOU KNOW SOMETHING, LADY.
I AIN'T FIGURED YOU OUT YET.
GOOD.
CRAZY PEOPLE ARE
BLESSED THAT WAY,
DON'T YOU KNOW?
I'LL NEVER SEE
YOU AGAIN, WILL I?
YOU SURE LOOK PRETTY
IN THE MORNING SUN.
BYE.
EVERYTHING READY?
THERE ARE 2 MEN AT THE FRONT
AND ONE AT THE BACK.
SCOTTY'S RIDING UP
TO PATROL THE RIDGE.
MR. MARSTON, THE
MEN WERE WONDERING
THE MAN WHO KILLS QUIGLEY,
THE 200 POUNDS IN GOLD
THE REWARD YOU POSTED.
WHO ASKED YOU ABOUT IT?
CAVANAGH.
HAVE CAVANAGH GUARD
THE FRONT PORCH.
TELL HIM TO WEAR
MY COAT AND HAT.
MARSTON. HE'S AROUND THE BACK.
WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?
EMPTYING HIS REVOLVER.
HE WANTS IT FRESHLY
LOADED FOR THE NIGHT.
DO YOU THINK HE'S
LOSING HIS CABBAGE?
MAYBE SCOTTY'S GOT QUIGLEY.
"ANYONE CAN LEAVE SAFELY
"BEFORE DAWN EXCEPT MARSTON.
"YOURS CORDIALLY,
MATTHEW QUIGLEY."
HE MUST THINK I'M STUPID.
THIS JUST MEANS
HE'S GOING TO TRY
AND SPRING SOMETHING ON US
DURING THE NIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, NOBODY SLEEPS.
GIVE ME THAT.
STAY AWAKE.
MARSTON!
MR. MARSTON!
THEY'RE GONE.
WHAT?
3 MEN RAN OFF LAST
NIGHT... JIDABIN, KELLY.
WHY THE HELL DIDN'T
YOU STOP THEM?
AH!
WHERE IS HE?
HE'S GOT TO BE WAY UP THERE,
NEAR THE CUTTING.
SO MUCH FOR CAVANAGH'S REWARD.
THAT BASTARD'S BEEN
SITTING UP IN THE ROCKS
ALL MORNING
JUST WAITING FOR 2 IDIOTS
TO LINE UP IN HIS SIGHTS.
ALL RIGHT.
WE'LL DO THE LAST
THING QUIGLEY EXPECTS.
COME ON.
HE'S CLEARED OUT.
LET'S GET BACK TO THE STATION.
GET UP THERE.
AHH!
I'M HURT, QUIGLEY.
I'LL DO YOU NO HARM.
YOU THROW THAT
HOG LEG AWAY. EASY.
ON YOUR FEET.
JESUS!
BROPHY,
GET AROUND ON THE SIDE THERE.
MAKE IT HARDER FOR
HIM. I'LL COVER YOU.
THESE ROCKS ARE
COVERING ME FINE.
MOVE, YOU GUTLESS BLOODY WONDER.
CLOSE IN ON HIM.
BROPHY!
I CAN BOUNCE THE NEXT
ONE CLEAN THROUGH YOU.
HOW BRAVE ARE YOU?
I'M COMING OUT.
WELL, THAT AIN'T REAL
BRAVE, BUT IT IS SMART.
AH!
I GOT HIM! I GOT QUIGLEY!
I GOT A GIFT FOR
YOU, MR. MARSTON...
QUIGLEY, ALIVE.
WELL, HALF ALIVE.
GOOD WORK, YOU 2.
WELL, WELL, WELL.
MR. QUIGLEY.
GOOD OF YOU TO DROP IN AGAIN.
WHAT? NOTHING CLEVER TO SAY?
THE GREAT QUIGLEY.
THIS IS WHAT YOU
ALL WERE AFRAID OF.
BRING HIM OVER HERE
AND STAND HIM UP.
STAND UP.
GET UP.
CUT HIM LOOSE.
NOW, PUT HIS RIFLE
ON THE GROUND IN FRONT OF HIM.
NO!
THROW IT AWAY.
O'FLYNN, GO AND GET
MY SECOND REVOLVER.
I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU'D LIKE
TO HAVE YOUR RIFLE WITH YOU
AT THIS MOMENT, MR. QUIGLEY,
BUT I THINK YOU'LL FIND
THAT I'VE GOT A
MUCH BETTER IDEA.
STICK IT IN HIS BELT. GO ON!
I SEEM TO REMEMBER
YOU'RE NOT TOO FAMILIAR
WITH COLONEL COLT'S REVOLVER,
SO THIS WILL BE
YOUR FIRST LESSON.
DON'T WORRY.
MR. DOBKIN AND
MR. O'FLYNN WILL ENSURE
THAT IT'S A FAIR CONTEST.
JUST BACK UP A FEW PACES.
TO YOUR LEFT A BIT.
THAT'S IT.
NOW YOU'RE RIGHT IN FRONT
OF MY OLD PISTOL TARGET.
SOME MEN ARE BORN
IN THE WRONG CENTURY.
I THINK I WAS BORN ON
THE WRONG CONTINENT.
OH, BY THE WAY, YOU'RE FIRED.
THIS AIN'T DODGE CITY
AND YOU AIN'T BILL HICKOK.
SAID I NEVER HAD
MUCH USE FOR ONE.
NEVER SAID I DIDN'T
KNOW HOW TO USE IT.
SOMEWHAT THE WORSE FOR WEAR.
THIS APPEARS TO BE QUIGLEY.
I THINK YOU HAVE A
LOT TO EXPLAIN, SIR,
NOT THAT IT WILL DO
YOU ANY GOOD. SERGEANT.
"IN PURSUANCE OF A WARRANT,
"DULY ATTESTED BY A
JUSTICE OF THE PEACE,
"YOU ARE HEREBY CHARGED
"WITH NUMEROUS
AND SERIOUS CRIMES,
"INCLUDING MURDER..."
IN SHORT, THIS PAPERWORK SAYS
WE CAN HANG YOU.
I AIN'T GOING TO
SWING ON NO GALLOWS.
WELL,
YOU CAN ALWAYS BE SHOT
ON THE WAY TO YOUR TRIAL,
WHILE TRYING TO
ESCAPE, OF COURSE.
OR YOU CAN DIE RIGHT HERE,
BEARING ARMS AGAINST THE ARMY
OF HER MAJESTY THE QUEEN.
WELL, THE DECISION...
WHEN'S THE NEXT BOAT LEAVING?
FOR EUROPE OR THE AMERICAS?
AMERICA.
LET'S SEE HERE.
WELL, I'VE GOT ONE
LEAVING THIS AFTERNOON
FOR SAN FRANCISCO.
AND YOUR NAME, SIR?
NAME?
ROY.
ROY COBB.
HOW MANY?
2.
I GOT SOMETHING I
WANT TO SAY TO YOU.
WELL, I GOT A COUPLE OF THINGS
I WANT TO SAY TO YOU, TOO.
REMEMBER ONCE YOU TOLD ME,
BEFORE YOU'D MAKE LOVE TO ME,
I HAD TO SAY 2 WORDS?
WHAT'S THAT?
MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
EITHER HURRY UP
OR LET THE MAN PASS!
PARTNER. THESE PEOPLE
HAVE COME A LONG WAY, TOO.
SO I KNOW YOU WON'T
MIND THEM GOING AHEAD.
MA'AM.
WATCH YOUR STEP, MA'AM.
EXCUSE ME.
I'M NEXT.
OLD PEOPLE SHOULD GO LAST,
OR GET THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY.
UGH!
I'M SO SORRY, MR. QUIGLEY,
WE SEEM TO BE
HOLDING THAT MAN UP.
NO, MA'AM. I JUST SPOKE TO HIM
AND HE AIN'T IN THAT
BIG A HURRY AFTER ALL.
WHERE ARE YOU FROM, MATE?
WYOMING.
THAT NEAR SYDNEY?
A BIT FURTHER NORTH.
I-I CAN TELL YOU'RE A BLOKE
WHO'S LOOKING FOR SOMEBODY.
NO, SOMETHING?
I COULD USE A GOOD HORSE.
IT'S A GENTLEMAN FROM
THE LAND OF THE FREE
AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE.
A DRINK, SIR?
A PLACE TO REST YOUR BONES?
A WOMAN, PERHAPS?
ARRGH!
AHH!
OHH!
GRR.
I DON'T RECKON THE
LADY'S ALL THAT ANXIOUS
TO GET IN YOUR WAGON, MISTER.
ROY?
OH, ROY, IT'S YOU!
UH.
I'M NOT ROY, LADY.
EVERY TIME THERE'S
A SHIP FROM AMERICA,
I COME LOOKING FOR YOU.
AND THANK GOD
YOU'VE COME FOR ME!
I'M SORRY, ROY.
I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING.
DOES CRAZY CORA BELONG TO YOU?
I DIDN'T SAY THAT.
I SAID SHE DON'T WANT
TO GET IN YOUR WAGON.
WELL, THE BOSS SAYS
WE CAN TAKE SOME WHITE
TARTS BACK TO THE STATION
'CAUSE WE'RE SICK
OF BLACK LADIES.
SO YOU JUST TELL CORA
TO COME REAL QUIET
AND WE'LL FEED
HER AND EVERYTHING.
PLEASE TAKE ME HOME, ROY.
BUGGER OFF, MATE.
EXCUSE ME.
I'M NEW HERE
SO I AIN'T RIGHTLY CERTAIN.
IS EVERYBODY IN THIS COUNTRY
AS BUTT-UGLY AS YOU 3?
OHH!
LOOK OUT, ROY!
OH!
I'M SORRY, ROY.
UGH!
OH!
WILL YOU STAY OUT OF THIS?
I'M SORRY, ROY.
MY NAME AIN'T ROY.
IT'S MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
YOU?
YOU'RE THE FELLOW, MARSTON
SENT US TO BRING BACK.
WE SURE SHOWED
THEM, DIDN'T WE, ROY?
YOU GOT SOMETHING AGAINST
RIDING HORSES IN THIS COUNTRY?
WE RIDE THEM WHEN IT SUITS US.
BULLOCKS EAT AND DRINK ROUGHER.
PUT YOUR SADDLE ON
ONE OF THEM IF YOU LIKE.
RIDING IN THE BACK OF THE
WAGON WITH THE WOMEN.
I SHOULD'VE KNOWED
TO BRING MY OWN HORSE.
HA HA HA!
I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU.
DON'T WORRY, ROY.
EVERYTHING'S GOING
TO TURN OUT JUST FINE.
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
I'M GONNA BANDAGE YOUR HEAD.
OH, NO, YOU'RE NOT.
BUT IT MUST HURT REAL BAD.
I WANT TO HELP IT GET BETTER.
QUIT!
YOU HELPED ME ENOUGH ALREADY.
I'M MUCH OBLIGED.
I DON'T KNOW WHY
YOU'RE BEIN' SUCH A
BABY ABOUT THIS, ROY.
JUST HOLD STILL!
QUIT!
NOW WHO THE HELL
IS THIS ROY ANYWAY?
HEY! DO YOU NEED A
HAND WITH CRAZY CORA?
HERE.
THANK YOU.
NOW LOOK, LADY,
I DON'T KNOW NO ROY.
SO YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE.
GO ON.
YOO-HOO.
GOOD NIGHT, ROY.
GOOD NIGHT, LADY.
WAY UP. WHOA.
WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS IT?
REDCOATS.
MR. ASHLEY-BLOODY-PITT
AND HIS HEROES.
FRIENDS OF YOURS?
THEY'RE BRITISH.
GET THAT BLOODY THING
AWAY FROM ME TEAM.
WHY ARE YOU TAKING
THE BODY BACK?
WE'VE GOT ORDERS TO BRING IN
ALL SUSPECTED CATTLE THIEVES.
THE BUGGER'S DEAD.
THE TRIAL WILL NOT BE LENGTHY.
CARRY ON, SERGEANT.
WE'RE LOOKING FOR 2 DESERTERS.
CAN'T SAY I BLAME THEM.
HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?
NO.
SOME NEW DISTRACTIONS, EH?
WHO'S THIS CHAP
ON THE BACK HERE?
IT'S THE YANK
MARSTON'S BROUGHT OUT.
YANK, EH?
COME TO DO FOR MARSTON
WHAT THESE BUG IRISH
CONVICTS OBVIOUSLY CAN'T.
WELL, YOU JUST DO YOUR JOB
AND STAY OUT OF TROUBLE.
IN OUR EXPERIENCE,
AMERICANS ARE UNCOUTH MISFITS
WHO'VE BEEN RUN OUT OF
THEIR OWN BARBARIC COUNTRY.
WELL, LIEUTENANT...
MAJOR!
MAJOR.
WE ALREADY RUN THE
MISFITS OUT OF OUR COUNTRY.
WE SENT THEM BACK TO ENGLAND.
HA HA!
WHAT ARE THEY, KOALA BEARS?
KANGAROOS, I RECKON.
WELL, WHATEVER THEY ARE, ROY,
NATURE SURE PLAYED
AN AWFUL TRICK ON THEM.
I AM FED UP WITH YOU.
AND I AM FED UP WITH
ROY, WHOEVER HE IS.
MY NAME IS MATTHEW.
WELL, PARDON THE HELL OUT OF ME.
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD
TALK TO ME LIKE THAT, ROY.
I OUGHTA WASH YOUR MOUTH
OUT WITH SOAP IF I HAD SOME.
LADY, YOU ARE ABOUT A
HALF A BUBBLE OFF OF PLUMB.
AND THAT'S FOR SURE
AND FOR CERTAIN.
JUST BECAUSE THE ROAD IS ROCKY
DOESN'T MEAN YOUR SPIRITS
SHOULD GET ROCKY, TOO.
WHEN DO WE GET TO
MARSTON'S RANCH?
WE'VE BEEN ON HIS BLOODY
LAND FOR THE LAST 2 DAYS.
HEY!
THINGS SEEM DIFFERENT HERE.
THEY SAY GOD MADE AUSTRALIA LAST
DON'T YOU KNOW?
AFTER HE GOT TIRED OF MAKING
EVERYTHING ELSE THE SAME.
WELL, I SEEN SOME PRETTY
COUNTRY, THAT'S FOR CERTAIN.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
SO FAR FROM HOME?
THERE HASN'T BEEN
ANYONE ELSE BUT YOU.
YOU KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU?
YOU CAN TAKE ME
IF YOU WANT TO, ROY.
GOD ALMIGHTY, LADY.
GO TO SLEEP.
LOOK AT THAT, MATE.
WHOO-HOO!
WAIT TILL YOU SEE WHAT
WE'VE GOT FOR YOU, O'FLYNN.
MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
ELLIOTT MARSTON.
WELCOME TO AUSTRALIA.
WELL, SIR, YOUR MEN
ALREADY WELCOMED ME.
COOGAN, MR. QUIGLEY'S LUGGAGE,
TAKE IT TO THE LODGE.
MR. MARSTON,
YOU SAID YOU'D PAY
ME $50 IN GOLD COIN
JUST FOR SHOWING UP.
YOU DON'T WASTE MUCH TIME.
I SPENT 3 MONTHS ON A
BOAT JUST GETTING HERE.
YOU INTRIGUED ME, MR. QUIGLEY.
21 MEN ANSWERED MY ADVERTISEMENT
FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD.
CANADA, INDIA, ENGLAND.
THEY JUST WROTE LETTERS.
BUT YOU
HAD A WAY WITH WORDS.
MY ADVERTISEMENT SIMPLY STATED
THAT I WANTED TO HIRE
THE FINEST LONG-DISTANCE
MARKSMAN IN THE WORLD.
HAVE I?
AAH.
THE LEGENDARY SHARP.
YOU KNOW YOUR WEAPONS.
IT'S A LEVER-ACTION
BREECHLOADER.
USUAL BARREL
LENGTH IS 30 INCHES.
THIS ONE HAS AN EXTRA 4.
IT'S CONVERTED TO USE
A SPECIAL .45 CALIBER,
110-GRAIN METAL CARTRIDGE
WITH A 540-GRAIN
PAPER PATCHED BULLET.
IT'S FITTED WITH
DOUBLE-SET TRIGGERS
AND A VERNIER SIGHT.
IT'S MARKED UP TO 1,200 YARDS.
THIS ONE SHOOTS A MIGHT FURTHER.
AN EXPERIMENTAL WEAPON
WITH EXPERIMENTAL AMMUNITION.
YOU COULD CALL IT THAT.
LET'S EXPERIMENT.
WHITEY, TAKE THAT BUCKET
AND RIDE OUT UNTIL I SIGNAL.
TELL ME WHEN YOU
WANT HIM TO STOP.
YOUR MAN ABLE TO HIT
SOMETHING THAT FAR AWAY?
I DON'T KNOW HIM. I
NEVER SAW HIM BEFORE.
HE'D HAVE TO BE A
GOOD SHOT, ALL RIGHT.
'BOUT THERE'LL DO.
BULLSHIT.
ARE YOU QUITE
CERTAIN, MR. QUIGLEY
THAT YOU WOULDN'T LIKE
THE BUCKET A BIT CLOSER?
OH! JESUS CHRIST!
QUITE CERTAIN.
TOLD YOU.
ONLY MY ROY COULD HIT A COYOTE
FROM THAT DISTANCE.
VERY IMPRESSIVE.
YOU'RE HIRED.
WOULD YOU EXCUSE
ME FOR A MINUTE?
THERE'S SOME BUSINESS
I HAVE TO ATTEND TO.
YOU MIGHT FIND THIS INTERESTING.
NICE SHOOTING, ROY.
MR. MARSTON.
I THINK THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE.
THE ONE THEY CALL "CRAZY CORA"?
GRR.
I'D APPRECIATE IT IF YOUR
MEN WOULD LEAVE HER ALONE
TILL YOU AND I HAVE
A CHANCE TO TALK.
WHATEVER YOU WANT.
YOU ARE DESERTERS
FROM HER MAJESTY'S ARMED FORCES.
THE PENALTY FOR
YOUR CRIME IS DEATH.
PLUS, YOU WERE
CAUGHT ON MY LAND.
I COULD HAVE YOU
SHOT FOR TRESPASSING.
YOU LET US STAY HERE, GOVERNOR,
WE'LL SERVE YOU PROPER.
BETTER THAN THIS
CONVICT SCUM YOU'VE GOT.
WELL, UNFORTUNATELY
YOUR COMMANDING OFFICER
MAJOR ASHLEY-PITT AND I,
HAVE AN UNDERSTANDING.
AND SO I'M AFRAID
YOU'LL BE SENT BACK
TO FACE THE FIRING PARTY.
BUT I SEE NO REASON
WHY YOU SHOULD BE
TRUSSED UP LIKE ANIMALS.
MR. DOBKIN.
THIS IS MY PREFERRED
WEAPON, MR. QUIGLEY.
DO JOIN ME FOR DINNER.
YOU GOTTA ADMIT THE
YANK'S A GOOD SHOT
WITH A LONG RIFLE.
SURE. BUT YOU GIVE
ME A WEAPON LIKE THAT
AND I COULD BEAT HIM
WITH MY EYES SHUT.
EASY TO SAY, O'FLYNN
BUT YOU'VE GOT A LOT TO LEARN.
I'VE GOT A LOT TO LEARN?
WELL, LOOK AT YOU, THEN, DOBKIN.
YOU BEEN HERE 12 YEARS
AND ALL YOU'VE GOT TO
SHOW FOR IT IS COLD MUTTON.
HE'S IN GETTING A FANCY DINNER.
HUH?
YOU WERE ACTUALLY IN DODGE CITY?
WILLIAM HICKOK MUST
HAVE BEEN THERE.
OH, SPENT A NIGHT THERE ONCE.
I WAS PRETTY TIRED.
DODGE CITY'S A NICE
PLACE TO GET SOME SLEEP.
YOU FAMILIAR WITH THE
ARMY REVOLVER, MR. QUIGLEY?
WELL, SIR. I NEVER
HAD MUCH USE FOR ONE.
IT'S A RECENT INVENTION
OF YOUR COUNTRYMAN,
COLONEL COLT.
GOD CREATED ALL MEN.
THEY SAY SAM COLT
MADE THEM EQUAL...
MORE OR LESS.
HA HA HA.
YOU SEE, THAT'S WHAT I
LIKE ABOUT YOU AMERICANS.
YOU'RE PEOPLE OF
ACTION, NOT WORDS.
THAT MINT JELLY ON YOUR LAMB...
IS MY OWN CREATION.
I'M A STUDENT OF
YOUR AMERICAN WEST.
I'VE READ A GREAT DEAL ABOUT IT.
TELL ME ABOUT DINGOES.
10 POUNDS A MONTH
SHOOTING WILD DOGS
SEEMS LIKE A WHOLE
LOT FOR NOT MUCH.
BESIDES, YOU'VE GOT ENOUGH
MEN AND GUNS OUTSIDE
TO KILL EVERY DINGO
WITHIN 10 MILES OF HERE.
UNLESS YOU'RE TALKING
ABOUT DESERTERS.
DID YOU KNOW THAT
YOUR AMERICAN INDIAN
IS A RACE THAT HAS
NO WORD FOR "WHEEL"?
NO CONCEPT OF FARMING,
NO UNDERSTANDING
OF LAND OWNERSHIP.
IS THAT A FACT?
FROM WHAT I HEAR
YOU FOUND A SOLUTION TO
THAT PROBLEM IN YOUR COUNTRY.
I GUESS THAT DEPENDS
ON WHETHER YOU'RE
AN INDIAN OR NOT.
YOU SEE, IN MANY WAYS
OUR 2 NATIONS ARE QUITE SIMILAR.
WE BOTH BROUGHT
CIVILIZATION TO THE STONE AGE.
UNFORTUNATELY, IN THIS COUNTRY
WE HAVE FAILED IN ONE REGARD.
WE HAVE BEEN UNABLE
TO DOMESTICATE
THE MOST BACKWARD
PEOPLE IN THE WORLD:
THE AUSTRALIAN ABORIGINE.
DON'T MIND HIM, HE'S HARMLESS.
MY PARENTS WERE SLAUGHTERED
BY ABORIGINES, MR. QUIGLEY.
THEY ATTACKED SO FAST
MY MOTHER WAS FOUND DEAD
STILL HOLDING HER SEWING.
NOWADAYS, THEY BUTCHER
OUR SHEEP AND CATTLE.
HER MAJESTY'S GOVERNMENT
ALLOWS THE LOCAL SETTLERS
TO DEAL WITH THE
MATTER THEIR OWN WAY.
THIS OFFICIAL POLICY IS CALLED
"PACIFICATION BY FORCE."
BUT THE REAL ISSUE
IS THAT PRIMITIVE AS THEY ARE
THE ABORIGINES HAVE LEARNED
TO KEEP OUT OF OUR RIFLE RANGE.
WHICH BRINGS US TO YOU
MR. QUIGLEY.
WHAT THE HELL?
NOW STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU WERE.
NO MAN KNOCKS ME
OUT OF MY OWN HOUSE.
WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE,
GET HIM.
HAS HE GOT THE RIFLE WITH HIM?
HE KEEPS IT RIGHT BESIDE HIM.
I SAID GET HIM!
HE'S JUST SITTING IN
THERE WITH THAT BIG GUN.
KEEP DOWN.
KELLY, UP THERE.
CARVER, TAKE THE SIDE.
RUFFY, AROUND THE BACK.
FANCY AMERICAN, HEY?
HE'S REAL FANCY, EH?
KICK HIM IN THE BACK!
THAT'S IT! HA HA.
LEAVE ROY ALONE!
UGH! GET HER OFF ME!
AHH! AHH!
THROW HIM IN THE WAGON
HAUL HIM 2 DAYS FROM
HERE AND DUMP HIM.
LET AUSTRALIA KILL HIM.
AND THE CRAZY WOMAN, TOO!
FORGOT THE GOLD.
WHAT DID HE SAY?
YOU FORGOT THE GOLD.
MARSTON.
WELL, HE PAID HIM IN GOLD.
HE'S RIGHT.
LEAVE US SOME WATER
AND YOU CAN HAVE THE GOLD.
I CAN HAVE THE GOLD ANYWAY.
THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT YOU'D SAY.
UGH!
HYAH!
HYAH!
UNH!
UHH!
HYAH! HYAH!
HYAH! HYAH!
UH.
I WISH PEOPLE WOULD QUIT
HITTING ME ON THE HEAD.
DON'T WORRY. ON A NEW JOB
IT'S QUITE COMMON FOR THINGS
NOT TO GO WELL AT FIRST.
HEH HEH.
HA HA HA.
HA HA HA.
WE SHOULD...
WHAT?
I REMEMBER ONCE MY
GRANDDADDY TOLD ME
ABOUT HOW WHEN
YOU'RE LOST IN THE DESERT
YOU SHOULD SLEEP DURING THE DAY
AND WALK AT NIGHT.
YOUR GRANDDADDY TELL YOU THAT?
HE ALSO TELL YOU
WE'LL DIE IN THE DESERT
WITHOUT THOSE HORSES?
WELL, WHAT GOOD ARE
HORSES IF WE DIE FIRST?
ONCE IN A WHILE
SHE ACTUALLY
MAKES A LITTLE SENSE.
WHAT DID YOU SAY, ROY?
NEVER MIND.
UNH!
UNH!
GOOD MORNING, MAJOR.
MARSTON.
WHAT CAN I GET FOR YOU?
SOME REFRESHMENT?
THAT'S VERY KIND, SIR.
I'D BE OBLIGED IF YOU
WOULD IDENTIFY FOR ME
2 DEAD BODIES.
2 MEN ABSCONDED. BUT I IMAGINE
THIS IS A COUPLE OF NEWCOMERS
WHO WANDERED OFF
TOGETHER RECENTLY.
A MAN AND A WOMAN?
NAH.
2 MEN.
ONE OF THEM STABBED
AND ONE SHOT THROUGH THE HEAD.
COOGAN AND MILLER.
WELL, IT WOULD APPEAR
THE MAN AND WOMAN
ARE STILL MISSING.
YES, IT WOULD, WOULDN'T IT?
OH, DON'T WORRY, MAJOR.
I HAVE NO DOUBT I'LL FIND THEM.
♪
♪
♪
HEY, LADY.
YOU OKAY?
THINK SO.
WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO TO US?
I RECKON THEY ALREADY DONE IT.
THEY GAVE US WATER.
BUT THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE.
THEY LET ME KEEP IT
WHEN EVERY WHITE
MAN WITH A RIFLE
IS TRYING TO KILL THEM.
EXCEPT YOU.
WELL, THEY DON'T KNOW THAT.
DON'T THEY?
SOMETHING TELLS ME
YOU AND I WERE ON
THE SHADY SIDE OF DEAD.
THIS IS A SPECIAL PLACE.
BET THEY USED MAGIC ON US.
THAT OLD MAN OVER THERE
LOOKS LIKE HE'S
SOME KIND OF CHIEF
OR MEDICINE MAN OR SOMETHING.
WHAT'S THIS?
THAT.
MORE THAN LIKELY
SOMETHING THAT CAME
OUT OF THE SOUTH END OF
A NORTHBOUND KANGAROO.
YOU MEAN KANGAROO SHIT?
VERY KIND.
YOU THINK THEY'RE SAFE TO EAT?
YOU GOT A BETTER IDEA?
MUCH OBLIGED.
GO ON.
I DON'T EAT THINGS
THAT ARE STILL MOVING.
YOU GOING TO SHOOT IT FIRST?
MMM.
YO?
YO?
YO?
YO!
YO! YO!
WATER?
MEGMA.
MEGMA?
NOW, I'LL HELP YOU CUT THIS...
THIS STRIP OUT OF THIS
BIG PIECE OF KANGAROO.
THERE WE GO.
TAKE IT.
MY WORK.
HERE.
OVER LIKE THAT.
SWING YOUR ARM.
ROLL YOUR WRIST.
SEE, YOU GOTTA
KEEP THAT LOOP OPEN.
SEE HOW THAT LOOP STAYS OPEN?
AND YOU LOOK AT WHAT
YOU'RE THROWING AT,
SWING THE ROPE, AND
THROW RIGHT AT IT.
THEN YOU JUST PULL HIM IN.
♪
'NIGHT.
YOU JUST WAIT TILL YOU TRY THIS.
BUT YOU GOT TO GUESS WHAT IT IS.
THAT LITTLE GIRL IS SO DARLING.
SHE SURE IS.
NOT AS DARLING AS ROY JR.
AW, GOD ALMIGHTY, LADY,
NOT ANOTHER ROY.
WELL, I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU
BUT MY STOMACH THINKS
MY THROAT'S BEEN CUT.
ROY WAS HUNTING SAGE HENS
WHEN THE COMANCHES CAME.
I GRABBED THE BABY
AND A PISTOL AND I...
HID IN THE ROOT CELLAR OUT BACK.
AND THE INDIANS TORE
UP OUR SOD HOUSE
AND I WAS REAL QUIET
BUT THEN THE BABY
STARTED CRYING.
I TRIED TO SHUSH
HIM AND SUCKLE HIM
BUT HE JUST WOULDN'T STOP.
ONE COMANCHE, I REMEMBER,
HE ACTED REAL DRUNK
AND WORE MY GREEN APRON.
HE MUST HAVE HEARD SOMETHING.
HE STARTED HOLLERING
AND COMING CLOSER.
SO I PUT MY HAND GENTLE-LIKE
OVER MY BABY'S MOUTH.
"DON'T CRY.
"DADDY WILL BE HOME SOON."
THE INDIANS FOUND US,
BUT THEY JUST LAUGHED.
THEY WERE JUST DRUNK.
THEY DIDN'T WANT
TO HURT ANYBODY.
THEY RODE AWAY AND
AT SUNDOWN, ROY CAME HOME, BUT
I WAS STILL AFRAID
TO COME OUT OF THE CELLAR.
I WAS AFRAID OF WHAT HE'D DO
WHEN HE SAW I SMOTHERED OUR SON.
I OUGHT TO FIND SOME WAY
TO MEND THIS PETTICOAT.
LOOK AT THAT.
ROY.
HE JUST BURIED THE BABY
PUT ME IN THE WAGON
AND WE WENT 70 MILES
TO GALVESTON WITHOUT STOPPING.
HE NEVER SAID A WORD.
PUT ME ON THE
FIRST SHIP HE FOUND.
IT WAS HEADED TO AUSTRALIA.
AND HE SAID,
"DON'T WANT NO WOMAN
"THAT WOULD KILL MY
SON TO SAVE HERSELF."
AND HE TURNED AND HE WALKED AWAY
AND HE NEVER LOOKED BACK.
I KNOW
'CAUSE I WATCHED
TO SEE IF HE WOULD.
THIS THING IS JUST
FALLING APART.
IT'S JUST...
I'M TIRED.
DON'T EXACTLY TALK YOUR EAR OFF
SAYING GOODBYE, DO THEY?
THE JOHNSONS ARE
ALWAYS LIKE THAT.
WHAT?
REMEMBER THE CHURCH
SOCIAL LAST YEAR?
THEY ATE EVERYBODY'S
JAMS AND PIES
AND LEFT WITHOUT SAYING A WORD.
WELL, IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT
FOR INVITING THEM
AGAIN THIS YEAR.
WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?
THAT'S WHY.
GOD, NO.
NO!
DON'T!
STAY BACK!
NO!
OVER THERE!
NO!
NO!
SHIT.
NO!
OF ALL THE DAMN FOOL
THINGS I EVER DID SEE.
YOU TRYING TO GET
YOUR HEAD BLOWN OFF?
ANYONE WHO BELIEVES IN MAGIC
IS CRAZY.
DON'T BE RUNNING OFF LIKE THAT.
I COULD'VE USED
SOME HELP UP THERE, YOU KNOW.
WELL, I GOT MY RIG BACK.
BUT NO SADDLEBAGS,
WHICH MEANS I CAN'T
MAKE MY RELOAD.
WE GOT 1 HORSE AND 2 CANTEENS.
A RIDER GOT AWAY,
WHICH MEANS MARSTON
WILL KNOW WHERE WE ARE.
YEAH, AND WE DON'T.
I'M COLD.
YOU GOT THE BLANKET.
WELL,
MAYBE WE COULD SHARE IT TONIGHT.
THERE'S SOMETHING I
WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
IF WE DO,
THERE WILL BE SOMETHING
I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
WHEN SUMMER COMES,
LET'S DRAG UP SOME WOOD
FOR A REAL CABIN.
'CAUSE, ROY, SOD WALLS...
MATTHEW.
MATTHEW QUIGLEY.
I AIN'T SHARING MY
BED TILL I'M CERTAIN
YOU KNOW WHO'S IN IT.
NOW, SAY IT.
IF WE HAD A WOOD CABIN,
WE COULD GET GLASS WINDOWS.
WE'LL SEE.
SEA'S GOT TO BE WEST AND
THAT'S HOW WE'RE HEADED, BUT
SURE WOULDN'T KNOW IT.
OW!
HELL!
DID YOU SEE THAT?
I SURE DID.
BIGGEST ANT I EVER DID SEE.
WHAT'S MY NAME TODAY?
MATTHEW QUIGLEY,
SAME AS ON THE OTHER DAY.
HOW'S ABOUT YOU AND ME
TAKING OFF ALL OUR
CLOTHES AND GOING SWIMMING?
WHAT ARE YOU, CRAZY?
THERE AIN'T NO WATER.
WHY, SHAME ON YOU.
WELL, YOU...
WHAT ABOUT LAST NIGHT? YOU...
I WHAT?
OH, NEVER MIND.
WELL, HOW WAS THAT,
THEN, MR. MARSTON?
PRETTY GOOD, O'FLYNN.
YOU'VE IMPROVED.
WEAR YOUR HOLSTER A BIT HIGHER,
THEN YOU CAN GRAB
THE GUN ON THE WAY UP.
BUT I'M FASTER, AREN'T I? YEAH.
THINK I'LL EVER GET
TO BE AS FAST AS YOU?
YOU MEAN, IF YOU
PRACTICED A LOT?
YEAH. NO.
NOT AGAIN.
WHERE ARE THE OTHERS?
DEAD.
ALL DEAD.
QUIGLEY.
HE WAS EVERYWHERE.
4 MORE.
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.
DID YOU SEE HIM?
IT WAS TOO FAR AWAY.
HOW FAR?
3/4 OF A MILE MAYBE.
THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
HOW LONG FROM THE
TIME THE BULLET STRUCK
UNTIL YOU HEARD THE
REPORT OF THE RIFLE?
2, MAYBE 3 SECONDS.
MATTHEW QUIGLEY
IS REALLY BEGINNING
TO ANNOY ME.
DOBKIN, HOW MANY MEN
CAN WE SEND OUT THERE?
THESE AND 2 OTHERS.
6 MEN ARE STILL ON
A HUNTING PARTY.
ALL RIGHT.
THERE'S 50 POUNDS IN GOLD
TO THE MAN WHO
BRINGS QUIGLEY IN.
SO KEEP PRACTICING.
YOU KNOW, IF WE'RE
LOST, YOU CAN TELL ME.
WE'RE LOST.
I CAN TAKE BAD NEWS.
JUST TELL ME STRAIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE
THE HELL WE ARE.
NO SENSE TO TAKE YOUR TIME...
TO MAKE IT SOUND
BETTER THAN IT IS.
RECKON WE'RE GOING IN CIRCLES.
FLOWERING THINGS UP.
I'LL SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT...
SO JUST TELL ME HONESTLY.
ARE WE LOST?
NOPE, I KNOW EXACTLY
WHERE WE ARE.
THAT'S GOOD. 'CAUSE FRANKLY,
I WAS GETTING A LITTLE WORRIED.
DON'T KNOW WHERE WE'RE GOING,
BUT THERE'S NO USE BEING LATE.
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
GET THE BLOODY HELL
OUT OF HERE, QUICK.
COME ON. HURRY UP.
AAH!
AAH!
MY BACK'S BROKE.
YOU GOT SHOT, HOBB.
THERE'S NOTHING
I CAN DO FOR YOU.
KILL ME.
WHERE'S MARSTON'S
STATION FROM HERE?
HOW FAR IS THE NEAREST TOWN?
WHY SHOULD I TELL YOU?
'CAUSE IF YOU DON'T,
I'LL LET YOU LIVE.
UH.
YOU KNOW, I'M NEW HERE,
SO I'M KIND OF CURIOUS.
YOU THINK THE DINGOES
WILL GET YOU FIRST...
OR THE ANTS?
QUIGLEY!
DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!
AAH!
QUIGLEY!
MARSTON'S STATION'S 2
DAYS' RIDE SOUTHWEST!
MEEKATHANGA'S ONLY 20
MILES PAST THE BILLABONG.
TALK STRAIGHT, GODDAMN IT
OR I'LL GET THE ANTS MYSELF.
IT'S A TOWN!
A DAY'S RIDE PAST
THE DRY RIVERBED.
THAT WAY.
AH.
AH.
NOW FINISH ME.
YOU GOT ONE SHOT
LEFT IN THAT SHOOTER.
MAKE THE MOST OF IT.
HUH!
OH.
OH.
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT.
SWEETEST LITTLE THING.
SWEET LITTLE THING.
I RECKON NOW THAT
WE SHOULD KEEP MOVING
TILL WE FIND SOME HELP.
I RECKON WE SHOULD
STOP FOR THE NIGHT.
THE BABY'S HURT.
HE'S WEAK, AND HE
NEEDS SOME SHELTER.
KID'S PROBABLY
TOUGHER THAN WE ARE.
THAT LITTLE FELLOW IS EATING
LIKE HIS BELLY BUTTON
BEEN RUBBING A BLISTER
ON HIS BACKBONE.
YEAH. HE WAS EATING
BUT HE NEEDS SOME MILK.
WELL, I DON'T RECALL SEEING
A WHOLE LOT OF MILKING
COWS AROUND HERE.
THERE SHOULD BE A
TOWN TO THE SOUTHWEST.
I RECKON WE COULD MAKE
IT IN A HARD DAY'S RIDE.
WE CAN'T MAKE IT.
HE SHOULD STAY HERE WITH ME.
YOU COULD MAKE THE
RIDE FASTER WITHOUT US.
WELL.
JUST LEAVE ME THE
EXTRA RIFLE AND PISTOL.
YOU KNOW HOW TO USE A SHOOTER?
I AM A NATIVE-BORN TEXICAN.
WELL, THERE'S ENOUGH
WATER FOR 2 DAYS
IF I AIN'T HERE DRINKING IT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
WHAT?
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
YOU.
YOU'RE THE ONLY MAN
ON THIS CONTINENT
THAT WOULD ASK ME WHAT I THINK.
THAT OUGHT TO DO YOU.
THANKS FOR THE LIZARDS.
NOW, YOU'VE CHECKED
THE GUNS 3 TIMES.
THERE'S PLENTY OF
FOOD AND WATER.
WE'RE FINE.
GET GOING.
YOU RUN INTO ANY
OF HIS OWN PEOPLE
YOU'LL GIVE THEM
LITTLE BIT, WON'T YOU?
YOU GOT TO PROMISE ME.
SURE COULD USE
SOMETHING ELSE TO WEAR.
HE'D BE BETTER OFF WITH THEM.
YOU KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU?
IF YOU SEE ANY DRESSES
THAT AREN'T TOO COSTLY
RED'S MY FAVORITE COLOR.
RED OR EVEN PINK,
BUT RED'S MY FAVORITE.
I SHOULD BE BACK IN 2 DAYS.
IF I AIN'T BACK IN 3...
YOU'LL BE BACK.
YOU BET.
HIGHLY UNUSUAL
CALIBRATION, MR. QUIGLEY.
THIS WILL TAKE SOME
TIME TO DUPLICATE.
NO, SIR. IT WON'T.
YOU COULD SUBSTITUTE A
.450 NUMBER 2 MUSKET LEAD.
MARSTON AIN'T GOING TO WAIT.
MARSTON?
HE'S A MURDERER.
HE MIXES FLOUR WITH POISON
TO KILL THE ABORIGINES.
YES. THIS IS A
CRUEL, UNCIVILIZED...
PAPA, LET THE MAN EAT.
HE'S GOT A LONG RIDE
AHEAD OF HIM TONIGHT.
I WAS ABLE TO FIND
SOME CONDENSED MILK
FOR THE BABY
AND SOME TINS OF BEEF
FOR YOU AND YOUR WOMAN.
WELL, MA'AM,
SHE AIN'T EXACTLY MY WOMAN.
AH, KLAUS, COME OVER HERE.
MR. QUIGLEY, I WOULD
LIKE YOU TO MEET MY SON.
PLEASED TO MEET YOU.
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
YOU'RE THE AMERICAN
THE ONE WHO'S BEEN
HELPING THE ABORIGINES.
IS THAT THE RIFLE
I'VE BEEN HEARING ABOUT?
YOU CAN TAKE A LOOK
AT IT IF YOU LIKE, SON.
IT'S SO HEAVY.
WELL, YOU GET USED TO IT. SON,
I HAVE MY HORSE IN
THE GULLY OUT BACK.
I'D BE MUCH OBLIGED IF
YOU'D BRING IT UP FOR ME.
YES, SIR.
KLAUS, AFTER YOU GET
MR. QUIGLEY'S HORSE
SADDLE UP OURS AS WELL.
YES, PAPA.
HE DIDN'T GET ALL THAT
FROM A WANTED POSTER.
EVERYONE KNOWS ABOUT YOU.
THE ABORIGINES WHO COME TO TOWN
TO TRADE WITH US TALK
ABOUT THE SPIRIT WARRIOR.
WELL, I'VE BEEN CALLED
A LOT OF THINGS, MA'AM,
BUT NEVER THAT.
GET THE OTHERS.
LITTLE FELLA,
WHERE'D YOU GET THIS SADDLE, EH?
SHH. DON'T CRY.
DADDY WILL BE HOME SOON.
SHH. SHH.
DON'T CRY.
HUSH, BABY. HUSH, BABY.
HUSH, BABY. SHH.
SHH.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
SHH.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
SHH.
DON'T CRY. DON'T CRY.
DON'T CRY. DADDY'LL
BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME SOON.
DADDY'LL BE HOME.
OH.
NO. YOU CRY.
YOU WANT TO CRY?
YOU CRY ALL YOU WANT TO.
GO ON.
CRY!
HELL.
LET'S BOTH MAKE SOME NOISE.
♪ YES, WE'LL GATHER
AT THE RIVER ♪
♪ THE BEAUTIFUL,
BEAUTIFUL RIVER ♪
♪ YES, WE'LL GATHER
AT THE RIVER ♪
SHIT.
DID YOU SEE THAT?
I GOT THAT ONE, LITTLE
BABY. AM I PROUD!
RUN, YOU DAMN DOGS.
TAKE YOUR YELLOW
BUTTS OUT OF HERE.
6.
I WISH PAPA WERE HERE FOR THIS.
2.
BY THE TIME YOU RETURN
WITH THE WOMAN AND THE BABY
I WILL HAVE YOUR
CARTRIDGES READY.
UNTIL THEN...
MUCH OBLIGED, BUT, UH,
NEVER HAD MUCH USE FOR ONE.
I KNOW I CAN'T REPAY YOU
FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE, BUT
OH, NO. PLEASE.
NO. YOU TAKE IT.
IT'S MARSTON'S.
IN THAT CASE.
ARE YOU CERTAIN YOU
WON'T STAY THE NIGHT?
YOU NEED THE REST.
NO, MA'AM.
KLAUS SHOULD BE HERE
WITH THE HORSES BY NOW.
I BEST BE GETTING BACK.
GET BACK INSIDE.
WHAT? NOW.
AAH!
COME HERE. NO!
GRAB THE BRAT. OLIVER, WITH ME!
UH!
AH!
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?
IT'S OUT THE FRONT.
WE GOT HIM.
WATCH THE WINDOWS.
UPSTAIRS.
GET AROUND THE BACK.
HAS ANYONE SEEN MY SON OUT HERE?
AAH!
AW, SHIT.
HE'S DONE FOR.
THE BLOODY PLACE
IS FALLING APART.
QUIGLEY!
HEY, GET AROUND HERE!
NOBODY COULD LIVE THROUGH THAT.
CAN'T SEE WHERE HE WENT.
HE HAD TO BE BACK
THERE, OF COURSE.
HE COULDN'T HAVE
MADE IT TO THE WATER.
WHY NOT?
LET'S GO DOWN THERE AND LOOK.
NO, NO. YOU GO. I'LL STAY.
EXCUSE ME.
UH!
I GIVE UP!
QUIGLEY, DON'T SHOOT.
THERE. SEE, LOOK.
NOTHING.
YOU MIGHT WANT TO TRY YOUR LUCK
WITH THAT BELLY GUN.
THEN AGAIN, YOU MIGHT NOT.
AAH!
THAT'S WHAT I FIGURED.
MAMA.
MAMA!
MAMA!
KLAUS, MY SON. DEAR GOD.
WHY?
UH!
UH!
NOW, YOU TAKE A GOOD LOOK.
EVEN IF YOU KILL ME,
MARSTON WILL CATCH YOU.
HE'S COMING FOR YOU.
I AIN'T GOING TO KILL YOU
'CAUSE YOU'RE GOING
TO GO TELL MARSTON
I'M COMING AFTER HIM.
NOW GET!
RIGHT HERE. GET UP. QUICK.
DON'T BOTHER TO KNOCK, WILL YOU?
QUIGLEY'S COMING.
HE'S KILLED 2 FOR SURE...
PADDY AND OLIVER.
QUIGLEY SAID TO TELL
YOU HE'S COMING FOR YOU.
HE'LL GET US ALL.
I KNOW HE WILL.
OH, SHUT UP.
ONE MAN, AND HE'S
BEATEN ALL OF YOU.
BROPHY,
YOU AND MITCHELL RIDE WITH ME
AS FAR AS THE GAP.
DOBKIN, GET EVERY AVAILABLE MAN.
I'LL FIND ASHLEY-PITT.
YES, SIR.
AND GET HIM OUT OF HERE.
HE'S BLEEDING ALL OVER THE RUG.
LADY.
CORA. HUH!
NO, NO. IT'S ALL RIGHT.
HUH.
WHAT HAPPENED?
OH.
OH.
OH.
THE COMANCHES CAME.
BUT LITTLE BITTY'S JUST FINE.
I KILLED THE COMANCHES,
AND HE'S JUST...
HE'S JUST FINE, HONEY.
YOU'RE QUITE A WOMAN, CORA.
YOU GET ANY SAGE HENS?
I GOT THE NEXT BEST THING.
THEY DIDN'T HAVE A RED ONE.
OH.
OH!
NO MATTER.
IS IT PRETTY?
LOOKS GOOD ON ME.
OH!
I MISSED YOU.
YOU DID?
WHO'D YOU MISS?
YOU.
ME, NOT THAT OTHER FELLA?
YOU.
I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO.
YOU SURE LOOK PRETTY
IN THAT NEW BLUE DRESS.
YOU GO AFTER
MARSTON, HE'LL KILL YOU.
KID, NEXT TIME SHE
TALKS LIKE THAT
PEE ALL OVER THE DRESS.
YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT
TO YOUR HAPPINESS, CORA.
I DON'T SUPPOSE I
CAN CONVINCE YOU.
NO, SIR.
I WILL SEE TO IT
THAT SHE GETS
OUT OF HERE SAFELY.
THANK YOU.
YOU KNOW SOMETHING, LADY.
I AIN'T FIGURED YOU OUT YET.
GOOD.
CRAZY PEOPLE ARE
BLESSED THAT WAY,
DON'T YOU KNOW?
I'LL NEVER SEE
YOU AGAIN, WILL I?
YOU SURE LOOK PRETTY
IN THE MORNING SUN.
BYE.
EVERYTHING READY?
THERE ARE 2 MEN AT THE FRONT
AND ONE AT THE BACK.
SCOTTY'S RIDING UP
TO PATROL THE RIDGE.
MR. MARSTON, THE
MEN WERE WONDERING
THE MAN WHO KILLS QUIGLEY,
THE 200 POUNDS IN GOLD
THE REWARD YOU POSTED.
WHO ASKED YOU ABOUT IT?
CAVANAGH.
HAVE CAVANAGH GUARD
THE FRONT PORCH.
TELL HIM TO WEAR
MY COAT AND HAT.
MARSTON. HE'S AROUND THE BACK.
WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?
EMPTYING HIS REVOLVER.
HE WANTS IT FRESHLY
LOADED FOR THE NIGHT.
DO YOU THINK HE'S
LOSING HIS CABBAGE?
MAYBE SCOTTY'S GOT QUIGLEY.
"ANYONE CAN LEAVE SAFELY
"BEFORE DAWN EXCEPT MARSTON.
"YOURS CORDIALLY,
MATTHEW QUIGLEY."
HE MUST THINK I'M STUPID.
THIS JUST MEANS
HE'S GOING TO TRY
AND SPRING SOMETHING ON US
DURING THE NIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, NOBODY SLEEPS.
GIVE ME THAT.
STAY AWAKE.
MARSTON!
MR. MARSTON!
THEY'RE GONE.
WHAT?
3 MEN RAN OFF LAST
NIGHT... JIDABIN, KELLY.
WHY THE HELL DIDN'T
YOU STOP THEM?
AH!
WHERE IS HE?
HE'S GOT TO BE WAY UP THERE,
NEAR THE CUTTING.
SO MUCH FOR CAVANAGH'S REWARD.
THAT BASTARD'S BEEN
SITTING UP IN THE ROCKS
ALL MORNING
JUST WAITING FOR 2 IDIOTS
TO LINE UP IN HIS SIGHTS.
ALL RIGHT.
WE'LL DO THE LAST
THING QUIGLEY EXPECTS.
COME ON.
HE'S CLEARED OUT.
LET'S GET BACK TO THE STATION.
GET UP THERE.
AHH!
I'M HURT, QUIGLEY.
I'LL DO YOU NO HARM.
YOU THROW THAT
HOG LEG AWAY. EASY.
ON YOUR FEET.
JESUS!
BROPHY,
GET AROUND ON THE SIDE THERE.
MAKE IT HARDER FOR
HIM. I'LL COVER YOU.
THESE ROCKS ARE
COVERING ME FINE.
MOVE, YOU GUTLESS BLOODY WONDER.
CLOSE IN ON HIM.
BROPHY!
I CAN BOUNCE THE NEXT
ONE CLEAN THROUGH YOU.
HOW BRAVE ARE YOU?
I'M COMING OUT.
WELL, THAT AIN'T REAL
BRAVE, BUT IT IS SMART.
AH!
I GOT HIM! I GOT QUIGLEY!
I GOT A GIFT FOR
YOU, MR. MARSTON...
QUIGLEY, ALIVE.
WELL, HALF ALIVE.
GOOD WORK, YOU 2.
WELL, WELL, WELL.
MR. QUIGLEY.
GOOD OF YOU TO DROP IN AGAIN.
WHAT? NOTHING CLEVER TO SAY?
THE GREAT QUIGLEY.
THIS IS WHAT YOU
ALL WERE AFRAID OF.
BRING HIM OVER HERE
AND STAND HIM UP.
STAND UP.
GET UP.
CUT HIM LOOSE.
NOW, PUT HIS RIFLE
ON THE GROUND IN FRONT OF HIM.
NO!
THROW IT AWAY.
O'FLYNN, GO AND GET
MY SECOND REVOLVER.
I KNOW HOW MUCH YOU'D LIKE
TO HAVE YOUR RIFLE WITH YOU
AT THIS MOMENT, MR. QUIGLEY,
BUT I THINK YOU'LL FIND
THAT I'VE GOT A
MUCH BETTER IDEA.
STICK IT IN HIS BELT. GO ON!
I SEEM TO REMEMBER
YOU'RE NOT TOO FAMILIAR
WITH COLONEL COLT'S REVOLVER,
SO THIS WILL BE
YOUR FIRST LESSON.
DON'T WORRY.
MR. DOBKIN AND
MR. O'FLYNN WILL ENSURE
THAT IT'S A FAIR CONTEST.
JUST BACK UP A FEW PACES.
TO YOUR LEFT A BIT.
THAT'S IT.
NOW YOU'RE RIGHT IN FRONT
OF MY OLD PISTOL TARGET.
SOME MEN ARE BORN
IN THE WRONG CENTURY.
I THINK I WAS BORN ON
THE WRONG CONTINENT.
OH, BY THE WAY, YOU'RE FIRED.
THIS AIN'T DODGE CITY
AND YOU AIN'T BILL HICKOK.
SAID I NEVER HAD
MUCH USE FOR ONE.
NEVER SAID I DIDN'T
KNOW HOW TO USE IT.
SOMEWHAT THE WORSE FOR WEAR.
THIS APPEARS TO BE QUIGLEY.
I THINK YOU HAVE A
LOT TO EXPLAIN, SIR,
NOT THAT IT WILL DO
YOU ANY GOOD. SERGEANT.
"IN PURSUANCE OF A WARRANT,
"DULY ATTESTED BY A
JUSTICE OF THE PEACE,
"YOU ARE HEREBY CHARGED
"WITH NUMEROUS
AND SERIOUS CRIMES,
"INCLUDING MURDER..."
IN SHORT, THIS PAPERWORK SAYS
WE CAN HANG YOU.
I AIN'T GOING TO
SWING ON NO GALLOWS.
WELL,
YOU CAN ALWAYS BE SHOT
ON THE WAY TO YOUR TRIAL,
WHILE TRYING TO
ESCAPE, OF COURSE.
OR YOU CAN DIE RIGHT HERE,
BEARING ARMS AGAINST THE ARMY
OF HER MAJESTY THE QUEEN.
WELL, THE DECISION...
WHEN'S THE NEXT BOAT LEAVING?
FOR EUROPE OR THE AMERICAS?
AMERICA.
LET'S SEE HERE.
WELL, I'VE GOT ONE
LEAVING THIS AFTERNOON
FOR SAN FRANCISCO.
AND YOUR NAME, SIR?
NAME?
ROY.
ROY COBB.
HOW MANY?
2.
I GOT SOMETHING I
WANT TO SAY TO YOU.
WELL, I GOT A COUPLE OF THINGS
I WANT TO SAY TO YOU, TOO.
REMEMBER ONCE YOU TOLD ME,
BEFORE YOU'D MAKE LOVE TO ME,
I HAD TO SAY 2 WORDS?
WHAT'S THAT?
MATTHEW QUIGLEY.