More Dead Than Alive Page #2
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- Year:
- 1969
- 101 min
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they've changed everything...
or almost everything.
The only fact that you can be sure of
is that you're Cain.
A man to be feared.
Certainly not trusted.
No, it's gonna be real rough for you
to find a job.
It is for all ex-cons.
Well, maybe you've noticed
that men don't wear guns anymore,
unless they're on the road.
No, things have
settled down out here.
And that makes for a lot of...
Easterners coming out west.
And there ain't
enough jobs for them.
Let alone, you.
I hope you're wrong, mister.
I ain't.
They didn't like me,
they love me.
Billy.
This here is Killer Cain.
This is...
This is the man, right here?
The genuine article.
Thanks for the drink, Ruffalo.
and find some work.
Sorry we couldn't make a deal.
Say, I'm sure glad to have met you.
All right, men, form a group.
Right around here.
I need four men only.
Big and strong.
You, there.
You.
You.
You there with no hat on.
I'm sorry, Cain, it's...
it's company policy.
Let's go, men.
Hey, mister.
I see you're looking for work.
- I sure am.
- See that wagon?
to Cragston's mine.
Put the stuff inside, and I'll give you
another two bucks when you get back.
You know where it's that?
You just point me
in the right direction.
Morning!
I wanna be able to do this again.
You're gonna have it
a lot rougher out
than you did in.
Hello!
Anybody here?
I just needed a little water. I...
I didn't mean any harm.
I hollered but nobody answered.
I...
I guess I don't look too good.
I had a little accident.
May I?
There's some rags
in back there, too.
My name's Cain.
Just Cain.
Justin Cain?
No, ma'am.
Just...
Only Cain.
What happened to you?
Well...
I guess you could say I got fired.
You're going back to... Las Rinas?
Dry Wood.
I came out here this morning.
Be going back
as soon as I finish my painting.
They say this town was abandoned
when the stage line
stopped making its run.
Guess you know all about that.
That does it for today.
- That sure is good.
- Thank you.
I was wondering, miss, if I...
could ride in with you?
To Dry Wood?
We'll make a deal.
You help me get my supplies in the
buckboard, I'll get you into Dry Wood.
Yes, ma'am.
By the way,
my name is Monica Alton.
Things have changed around here,
haven't they?
Yes, ma'am, they sure have.
That's why I'm out here.
I'm doing a series.
Not just sketches,
but paintings, as well.
I hope to capture pictorially
what Bret Harte and Mark Twain
were able to put into words.
"Local color,"
if you know what I mean.
No, ma'am,
I can't says I do.
There's no reason why you should.
Well, you've got local color,
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