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hwpTake it off. My bullets speed if
by head I wanna spite name on it.
The blood of many brave men have
been shared on that wall.
It will give you some comfort
to share in their glory.
- I accept that honour.
- The honour is mine.
- The last words?
- Death is the end of pain.
The last pain.
Death is the end of pain.
Its a man enough gun you got there, sir
Is that...?
- I wont gonna steal it or nothing,
I just want to see it up close.
- Is this close enough?
Yes,sir.
Yeah, you got out of here, cabron!
Hes been hanging around here in the
last couple of days and not drinkin a din.
- Brandy.
- Its no brandy, sir.
- Whisky.
- Right.
Pass the Lord for forgiveness, hell save
your soul. Would you like a prayer sheet?
- So, you are here for the hanging?
- No. I have other business.
Stick around?
Here, in Bagatoria was big entertainment.
Open your heart to the kingdom of heaven
there is a seat for you by his throne.
Pass God for forgive you and he will.
Would you like a prayer sheet?
- I dont want to be here when it happens.
How soon to theyre ready?
Ill go and see.
Has Villa a ridden through here?
East side of you. Why?
Ive something very valuable.
Well, the best place to track in is Tierra Negra.
Its a bit of days ride from here,
but its rough country, bad lands.
Travellers like you might not want to go alone.
- Really?
Its better you travel with company. That
stedickles there is going that direction.
Senor! A lot of white folks go miss in these parts.
Can I ask your name in case someone came looking?
Bierce. Ambrose Bierce.
And no one will come looking.
Brother! Can I offer you a
life and a resurrection?
My name is John Newlie.
Bierce. Ambrose Bierce.
Guess we are travelling together.
-Really?
Who gets the fare?
He has no tongue. Im his
voice, he is my eyes.
You are safe with us.
Im filled with confidence.
Die! Die!
I know you.
Madrid. Look at me Madrid.
Look at me!
Look in the eyes that will watch
you swinging from that rope,
my ears will hear the crack
of your neck breaking,
my nose will smell the
shit in your pants,
and my mouth will laugh when you die.
Hold him!
Esmeralda! What are you
doing here? Go home!
I wont tell you again!
I want to see it.
You dare to disobey me now?
Even to my face?
Bring her!
No! No!
She is your daughter.
Your own flesh and blood.
Any last words?
See you in hell.
That one has a devil on the side.
Esmeralda.
She is your daughter! What are
you doing? You could kill her!
Id rather see her dead!
Go get the horses!
Is something the matter John?
No, whatd I thought I left the Bibles.
But here they are!
Thank Godness! We cant start a
Bible school in tierra Negra without Bibles!
Perhaps Mr. Bierce would like one.
Oh no, no thank you. Ive already read it.
You have.
Nice thing of the good book is
that it covers too far apart.
Excuse me?
Im on the opinion that the Bible is perhaps
the greatest assemblage of lies and
untruth ever gathered together. A possible
exception is the Congressional Record.
- Are you an atheist, sir? - Yes maam.
Thanks to your god. Im an atheist.
Theres no hope for your soul on the final day,
when Gabriel blows his horn
your ears will be deaf to the resounding
tone of its glory, Mr. Bierce.
Oh, no. On the contrary, when Gabriel
blows his horn, Id be playing the tuba.
It wont feel us bad, Mary. Mr. Bierce
is entitled to his beliefs so deeply.
How generous!
- So why are you here, Mr. Bierce?
- I have an ambassador good will.
All right. And an ambassador to whom?
General Fransico Vien.
- The...the revolutionary?
- One and the same.
And I meet him tomorrow in Tierra
Negra. Im in charged with the
duty to transport somthing
of incredible value to him.
- What is it?
Im afraid of if I shared this
information with you madam,
It would be forced to take your life and
I wouldnt want that on my conscience.
He is joking honey,
he is joking.
Johnny!
Where where you, Mickey?
I thought... we... Chato said...
What did Chato say?!
He said... he said... he said
that he was the new heffe.
Where is Chato?
Get him!
All the things they say about you...
I dont believe them.
Believe them.
But you took me away. You have me.
I thought you would keep them
shooting at me. But I was wrong.
- Where would we go?
- Say that again!
- Where would we go?
- What do you mean, we?
- You got that way, and I go this way.
- But you... - No more words!
You can hit me if you want!
Yeah, turn around!
Keep smearing harm.
- Dont you have any relatives
you can go to? - No.
- What about your mother?
- She died when I was born.
My father told it I stole my
first breath from her last one.
You can ride with me to Tierra Negra.
I know someone there.
- He can set you up with some food and work.
- What kind of work?
Kind of work girls do.
- I dont think Im that kind of girl.
- All girls are that kind of girl.
Well, about two hours or so.
They headed east.
Go back to town find all the men you can.
Tell them I pay pesos who ever
brings Esmeralda back to me alive.
Are you talking to me?
Are you really talki
