The Sons of Katie Elder Page #2
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and to maybe say hello to my brothers.
- Any objections?
- No.
- Fine.
- You want to see the boys, go that way.
- You won't have to go through town.
- The ranch is over there.
Not any more.
Morgan Hastings owns it now.
Kate was living in the Lupin place
when she died.
- When did that happen, Billy?
- Your pa was killed six months ago.
- Who did it?
- l haven't been able to find out.
John...
Don't do anything foolish.
You've been trying hard
not to tell me something. What is it?
You know that man
that didn't get off the train?
- The one we're not scared of?
- What about him?
- He's back.
- How do you know it's him?
Big fellow, about six-four,
200 pounds, tough-looking.
lf there's any trouble,
make it look like self-defence.
Nobody told me about John Elder
until l got here.
And l ain't about to let him draw first.
You do nothing unless l tell you to.
All right, you tell me.
But l'll handle it my own way.
l knew it! The Elders are going to be
coming, asking how we got the place.
You stick to your bookkeeping.
l'll handle the Elders.
- lt's not going to be easy.
lf you want to own a town,
you've got to put out something.
l was so little
when you and John left that...
ls he really as fast with a gun
as everyone says?
When he was a kid, he was the fastest.
l was afraid to be in the same room.
That work doesn't pay well.
- l can recommend my line of work.
- Yeah, larceny.
The hours are better,
and you get shot less.
- Just the same, l wish he'd showed up.
- Stop wishing. He's here.
- John.
- Matt. Been a long time.
Time ain't made you any prettier.
Tom. lt hasn't helped you any, either.
- Don't tell me this is the kid?
- l'm almost eighteen!
- Bud started college this year.
- How about that?
When l went to school, anybody
got past four plus four is eight, l cried.
Well, Ma want...
Ma said she wanted me to go.
Yeah.
You got here a little late.
We just got back from the funeral.
l was watching from a hill.
Katie wouldn't have wanted any trouble.
Never stopped you before.
- How did she die?
- Doc lsdell said she wore herself out.
She had a stroke and couldn't talk.
Then the preacher wrote to you.
l came to see her
A bit of money
to put into that hardware business.
At least l come back.
lt didn't matter too much to Katie.
l never was her favourite.
lt seems you two were the only ones
that saw Ma in the last few years.
Like Matt says, l've been away, too.
Yeah, well.
- ls it true what they say about you?
- Only the bad things, Bud.
How many men have you killed?
You'd better ask Tom. He seems
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