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hwpLets go, Buster.
Beer.
And a bottle.
Aint much good.
Its all there is.
Will you want anything else?
Just a peaceful hour
to drink it in.
Flea-bitten range bums
dont usually stop in Lago.
Life heres a little too quick for em.
Maybe you think youre fast enough
to keep up with us, huh?
A lot faster
than youll ever live to be.
Yes, sir?
A shave and a hot bath?
Thatll be cents.
Cash.
What I mean to say is that
the cents usually comes first...
but, hell, it dont really matter.
Before or after,
whats the diff?
Eau de lilacs only ten cents more.
Lilac water.
The ladies love it.
Shall we make it
an even dollar? No.
Right you are, gentlemen.
Be right with you.
Just have a chair.
You dont like our company?
Whats the matter with you?
Im speakin to you, pig shit.
I think hes got
some of that pig shit in his ear.
I dont know which smells worse,
him or the shit in the bottle.
What did you say
your name was again?
I didnt.
No. I guess you didnt
at that, did you?
Why dont you watch where youre going?
Look at this. Its ruined.
Theres no need for all that.
All what?
If you want to get acquainted,
why dont you just say so?
Acquainted?
Youd be amusing
if you werent so pathetic!
Just a minute.
Im not finished with you yet.
At a distance,
youd almost pass for a man.
But youre certainly
a disappointment up close, arent you?
To your feet, maam.
Theyre almost as big as your mouth.
You know what you are?
Just trash.
A bottle of whiskey for courage
and the manners of a goat.
Youre the one who could use
a lesson in manners.
Not from you, whiskey breath.
Let go of me.
Let go!
Let go of me!
Let go of me!
Put me down!
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
My horse.
A room.
Would you like to register,
please, sir?
Somebody, please help me.
Help me!
Damn you all to hell!
- Good morning. Sleep well?
- Yeah.
Say, are you planning to stay,
keep your room another night?
- Ill let you know.
- All right. Anything you say.
Mornin.
- Ive still got a bath coming.
- Hot bath comin right up. Yes, sir.
Put some more hot water in that tub.
This gentleman wants a bath.
You can hang your clothes
right down there on the peg.
- Miss Peekins does a nice-- Im sorry.
- Right this way, captain, sir.
Unlessn you want Mordecai
to take em out while youre soakin...
Miss Peekins does
a right clean boiled wash.
Uses lye for pants rabbits,
she does. No itch, no scratch.
Pour the water, Mordecai,
before it gets cold.
We want the gentleman
to be comfortable.
Ive been wantin to talk to you.
I might as well
get this stool here...
and set right down
and do it, huh?
If thats all right
with you, huh?
What its about is Billy Borders.
Dont know the man.
You missed your chance,
cause you shot him yesterday.
Him and Ike Sharp
and Fred Morris.
You know, those is just the names
in case youre interested.
Well, Im not really interested,
Sheriff.
I cant say I blame you.
Billy, he wasnt a loved man, no.
He didnt have much personality.
What he did have was all bad,just bad.
What youre tryin to say is
theres no charge, right?
Forgive and forget.
Thats our motto.
You dirty bastard!
Ill kill you!
Damn it, Callie!
- Callie, damn it!
- Let go of me, you fat lug!
Stop-- Ouch!
Tell him Id appreciate it...
if he doesnt leave town
until I talk to him.
Goddamn it!
Ill kill you!
I wonder why it took her
so long to get mad?
Because maybe you didnt
go back for more.
It dont seem to me
that we got a choice.
Seein we got no time
to send for help...
and further seein that
our sheriffs about as much use...
as tits on a boar.
Sorry Im late.
Anything happen?
No, no.
His Honors had the floor.
In case you hadnt heard, Stacey Bridges
and the Carlin brothers...
- are due to get out of jail today.
- They comin here?
Thats their plan according to reports.
No reason to believe theyve changed it.
Possibly theyve repented
their ways.
Preacher, theyre gonna burn this town
to the ground, and you know it.
What were talking about now
is a way to stop them.
Weve got to find
that way now, and quick.
Nevertheless, my conscience
will not allow me to be a party...
to the hiring
of a professional gunfighter.
Maybe youd like to go out there
and stand them off yourself, Preacher.
Im just a simple man of God.
Its time we unsimplified you,
Reverend.
Borders, Morris and Short
were professional gunfighters...
on the payroll
of the Lago Mining Company...
to protect our interests
and the interests of this town...
which are identical.
They stood around drinking beer
and looking snotty for a full year.
Then one day before we actually
needed the bastards...
they managed to get
themselves killed.
So if youve got a suggestion,
wed be delighted to hear it.
Otherwise,
take your conscience elsewhere...
while we think
about saving your ass.
Land sakes!
Wheres time gone to?
Miss Peekins eldest
is feeling poorly. I promised--
If you gentlemen will excuse me.
Well, we were talkin
about hirin a gunfighter.
But we dont know anything
about that fella there.
We know he took the best we could find
to hire like Grant t
