3 Godfathers Page #2

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- I'm doing the best I can.

Come on along, girl.

- You unload them pack horses.

- Get them on there.

Come on, Curly, I'm late!

- Come on, Curly, get them mules.

- Now, where was I?

Say, Buck, I thought

we were gonna get $5 a day.

I don't spend tax money that easy.

$3 a day and found.

Now, you solemnly swear

to uphold and enforce the law. Say, "I do. "

- I do.

- Good.

Can I drag it now, Buck?

I'm eight hours late now.

Don't bust your bellyband, Luke.

We'll be aboard.

- Marshal.

- Yes, Mr. Latham?

Shouldn't you deputize more men?

The bank can't risk

letting these desperadoes escape.

Sets a bad example.

I don't want you to fret none, Mr. Latham,

but if it's gonna worry you...

Boys, Mr. Latham here

just put up a reward.

$100, dead or alive,

for every one of them poor fellas.

- Thank you, Mr. Latham!

- You got them for $100.

Thank you, Luke.

Good luck, Marshal!

Give the Kid a swig of water, Pete.

Drink it up, Kid.

Plenty more when we get to

Mojave Tanks. Drink it up!

There she is, fellas.

There she is, Mojave Tanks!

Water, Kid.

Water.

A thousand gallons of it.

You're gonna feel a whole lot better,

a whole lot cooler...

once we wash up that shoulder.

Go ahead, Kid.

Boy! I'm gonna skin me down to the hide...

climb up that ladder,

and dive in that tank, right to the bottom.

Never come up!

Gosh! That a man should have

such a great big thirst like I have...

and only water to quench it with.

Anyway, cheers, friends.

Get down.

Ain't no sign of anything.

But that's no guarantee they ain't around.

You boys keep your eyes open.

- Sure, Buck.

- You mind what I told you, now.

At night, two men stay awake while

one sleeps. They won't rush two of you.

- I'd like to see them try it.

- Just don't get careless.

Ben, I'll take that deck of cards

in your pocket.

I ain't paying you pitch players

to sit in the shade all day and claim low.

- Shall I drag her, Buck?

- Drag it, Luke.

Drag her, Jake!

Sons of b*tches! Let's rush them.

Six-shooters against Winchesters?

I've seen enough.

That Perley character... Tin star.

A lot smarter than I thought.

Well, let's take a look at it.

Up here's where we come from. Welcome.

Railroad winds around and makes a bend

here at Mojave Tanks, where we are now.

Then it moseys off again to the southeast.

Down here's the Mexican border.

- 50 miles, I figure.

- 60.

How's 60, then?

So that Perley character

starts playing checkers with us.

He figures we'll head this way, and right.

It's the first water.

So he jumps us

and stakes out his deputies. No water.

So he figures our next move

will be up to Apache Wells.

Right.

So he jumps on his freight car

and heads that way.

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