Silver rings, your butt! Them's washers! Damn!
We shot our way out of that town for a dollar's worth of steel holes.
They? Who in the hell is 'they'?
Sykes 'They'?...Caught you didn't they, eh? Tied a tin can to your tail. Let you in and waltz you out again. Ha, ha, ha. Oh my, what a bunch. Big, tough one, eh? Ha, ha, ha. Here you are, with a handful of holes, a thumb up your ass, and a big grin to pass the time of day with. They? Who the hell is they?
Railroad men, bounty hunters, Deke Thornton.
Well, I figure Agua Verde's the closest... three days maybe. Then get the news and drift back to the border. Maybe a payroll, maybe a bank.
Maybe that damn railroad.
That damn railroad you're talkin' about sure as hell ain't a-gettin' no easier.
Sykes And you boys ain't a-gettin' any younger either.
We've got to start thinkin' beyond our guns. Those days are closin' fast.
I don't know why the hell I didn't let them kill you.
Listen, I'm not going to steal guns for that devil to rob and kill my people again.
Noble, noble. Very noble.
Sykes I didn't see no tears roll down your cheeks when you rode in from Starbuck.
Ah, they were not my people. I care about my people, my village. Mexico!
Sykes Listen boy, you ride with us, your village don't count. If it does, you just don't go along.
Angel, one load of guns ain't gonna stop 'em raidin' villages. Well, you oughta be thinkin' about all the money you're gonna have.
Buy 'em a ranch. Move 'em a thousand miles. Buy 'em two, three ranches.
Don't you see? This is their land. And no one is gonna drive them away.
Sykes I'll drink to that sentiment. And to love. But most of all, I'll drink to gold.
Angel, you're a pain in the ass.
Would you give guns to someone to kill your father or your mother or your brother?
Ten thousand cuts an awful lot of family ties.
My people have no guns. But with guns, my people could fight. If I could take guns, I would come with you.
Hey, um, how many cases of rifles did Zamorra say was in that shipment?
All right. One case and one case of ammo. But you give up your share of the gold.
Sykes Say, back there in Starbuck. How'd my boy do?
Sykes Yeah, C.L., Clarence Lee, my daughter's boy. Not too bright, but a good boy.
Why didn't you tell me he was your grandson?
Sykes Well, you had enough things on your mind; besides he had to pull his own weight just like the rest of us. I just wanted to make sure he didn't let you down: run when things got hot. Huh? Huh?
No, he did fine... just fine.
Sykes I didn't expect to find you here.
Why not? I sent 'em back; that's all I said I'd do.
Sykes They didn't get very far.
Sykes What are your plans?
Drift around down here. Try to stay out of jail.
Sykes Well, me and the boys here, we got some work to do. You wanna come along? It ain't like it used to be, but, uh, it'll do.
