Return of the Seven

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Para.

Hide.

Hide.

What did he mean, "hide"?

- It must have been the sun.

- The sun didn't tie his hands.

Chico!

No, Chico. No.

No.

Drive them into the square.

Ol!

Ol! Ol!

Ol! Ol!

- Hello, Chris.

- Vin.

Thought you took a job

ridin' shotgun for Overland.

- I quit.

- How come?

My health.

Doctor said to find a climate

with less lead in the air.

What are you doing here?

Tracked a man across the line for bounty.

- Who?

- Ol!

You.

Well, ain't you gonna ask?

- What?

- Why I'm after ya.

You just told me. Bounty.

Hell, Chris, you think

I'd do a thing like that?

I came so you'd know

there was a price on your head.

How much?

- Five hundred.

- Dollars?

Pesos.

Hell, it's enough some shypoke might

throw down on you while you're asleep.

Maybe I oughta ride with ya,

in case you need any help.

- Wouldn't want to put you to any trouble.

- No trouble.

No trouble at all.

Bravo!

Hell,...

.. let him fight.

- I'll pay for the bull.

- Ypagars el entierro?

He wants to know

if you'll pay for the funeral, too.

Ol!

Ol!

Aha! Aha!

Friend of yours?

Petra.

- I prayed you'd be here.

- What is it, Petra? What happened?

Two days ago, many men with guns

rode into our village.

Chico tried to fight them. It was no use.

All the men they did not kill,

they drove into the square...

.. and took them off into the desert.

Coming here,

we passed through two villages,...

.. both of them empty of men.

Only women, crying over their dead.

You say many men with guns.

- How many?

- I don't know. Fifty, maybe more.

They didn't say anything?

Where they were taking them? Why?

- Nothing.

- What do you make of it, Chris?

- I don't know.

- We can't fight a whole army of 'em.

Chico would, if it was

the other way round.

Chico's a fool.

Because he laid his gun aside,...

.. married Petra,

tried to amount to something?

Vamos esta noche, seor, o maana?

What did he say?

He wants to know if we are going

after them tonight, or in the morning.

It's a big country.

Findin' 'em could take a long time.

Hell, I haven't been

going anywhere for ten years.

Either have you.

Ain't it the truth.

Take them to my room.

They can sleep there.

- Where are you headin'?

- To get help.

- Findin' men ain't gonna be easy.

- Depends where you look.

- What about this one?

- He stole a pig, seor.

- A pig?

- Yes.

I can let you have him very cheap.

- This one?

- He caught his wife with another man.

Both of them.

This one is worth many pesos, seor.

- But if I were you...

- Open it.

- Seor...

- Open.

Hello, Frank.

Chris.

- Haven't seen you around.

- Haven't been around. Been in here.

He killed four men in a gunfight.

- That's a fact.

- How would you like to get out?

- I'm listenin'.

- Friend of mine's in trouble.

- How much trouble?

- About as much as you are.

- How many guns you up against?

- Fifty... Maybe more.

Anybody on your side?

How much?

The risk is very great, seor.

A hundred pesos?

- Fifty.

- He killed four men.

I could make it five.

Fifty.

- Where'll I find you?

- At the hotel.

We're riding south in the morning.

You got a horse?

No... I'll get one.

He is not very friendly.

I'm not hiring friends.

Are you going to talk all night?

If you had any respect

for a condemned man,...

.. you'd keep quiet and

let him spend his last hours in peace.

- He is going to be shot in the morning.

- What'd he do?

Huh! What didn't he do?

That is Luis Emilio Delgado.

I take it you did not understand me, seor.

You are Luis Delgado.

- You know me?

- Heard of you.

Did I not tell you I was famous?

That is his last request.

You don't know how good

that makes a man feel.

- I can imagine.

- I mean you knowing my name,...

.. who I am.

For years I have said to myself

"Luis, the day will come...

.. when you'll not have to

ride in the dust of others,...

.. when everyone will know who you are. "

"There'll not be a train or a village

robbed that people will not say...

.. 'The one who robbed from us

was el bandido Luis Emilio Delgado. "'

And just when I was about to

amount to something, this had to happen.

What will people think of me when they

find out I was shot for killing one man?

One stinking little man.

I have killed a dozen

in a single day. More!

- I tell you, seor, there is no justice.

- What if they don't find out?

- But they will.

- Not if you ride south with me.

Against 50 guns, maybe more?

The odds are not good.

Better than you'll have

against that wall tomorrow.

You've got a point.

Well?

- What is the pay?

- Whatever it takes to get you out.

- Fair enough.

- How much?

- But, seor, I cannot.

- A hundred pesos.

- They will stand me against the wall...

- 200.

- I have a wife, six little ones...

- 250.

Three. But I cannot let him go.

He will have to escape.

- Unlock it.

- Un momento, seor.

Do you mind if I escape

first thing in the morning?

Hello, Chris.

It's gettin' so a fella can't find

an unattached woman anywhere hardly.

Let's get out of here.

Whew! That was a close one, huh?

So was the last time.

And the time before that.

- When'll you ever learn, Colbee?

- How'd I know she was married?

Women ain't like cattle, with a brand to

let you know they're another man's stock.

How would you like to use that gun belt

for more than just holding up your pants?

A village was raided, a friend of mine

taken prisoner. I need help.

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