Dead in Tombstone Page #2

the stove that's gonna be...

You got enough dynamite?

Never enough dynamite.

This is gonna get

loud Got it, got it.

Get down!/ Calathea!

No need to be a hero, Sheriff!

Hey, just stay put. Boys and I

are gonna take care of this.

Just stay inside, with

your little wife!

If anyone tries to come in

through that door that ain't us,

you shoot 'em.

Washington, go get the wagon.

Go on!/ All right.

Look at all the gold.

You doubted me?

Nicely done, little brother.

Sheriff, you okay?

Ramos.

Save your positions!

Hold your fire!

Hold your fire!

Jack!

Let's get over to the bank,

we can still save the gold!

I don't care if

they get the gold.

You gotta protect the families.

I am deputizing you, as of now.

You and your boys are to position

yourself behind Saloon Street,

near them houses, okay?

Now, go!

Go get 'em.

Lord protect us.

Okay.

Two... One... Go!

Ah, surprise, cabrones!

F***ing b*tch!

You wanna play with

the big boys, huh?

Out of bullets.

Keep your eyes open!

Where are they?

Baptiste!/ There they are!

Come on, take a shot!

This is the sheriff!

Stop where you are and

put your hands up!

Put it down!

Didn't I tell you

to stay inside?

Slowly...

If you wanna live.

Rojo, vamonos.

Hermano, what's the hurry?

To the Victor go

the spoils, huh?

What are you talking about?

Ow, ah, ah, ah!

Okay, okay!

Ow, ah!

Rojo!/ You're hurting me!

We need to get out

of here!/ No!

Leave these people alone!

Calathea!/ Bob, no!

Calathea!/ Bob!

Ah!

No! No!

Rojo, what is wrong

with you?/ No!

What are you doing? We've

got the gold, vamonos!

No!

Maybe I want to stay.

And go back to prison? Federal

marshals will be here.

Marshals ain't comin', Hermano.

I ain't goin' back to prison.

The wagons are loaded.

And we're leaving, now!

Brother, I got a

better idea now.

I'm gonna stay here and I'm

gonna take over this town.

And you can go to hell.

Put your guns down, boys.

Unless you got something

against being rich.

I raised you, Rojo.

You're my brother.

I'm your half brother.

The only blood we share is

from a whore in Juarez.

Shoot him!

Shoot him!

Go ahead. Pull

that iron, boys.

You wanna take orders

from a dead man?

Or you can take orders from me.

What the f*** is that?

This here's the deed...

The deed that says that I

own the gold mine now.

It was signed over to me.

I'm gonna own it all.

Why don't you read

it to 'em, Snake?

Yeah...

Tell 'em how it looks Hmm.

Looks legit.

You think money's

gonna make you a man?

I'm man enough to take out

Guerrero De La Cruz, right?

You're getting soft, brother.

This gang needs a new leader.

You been King long enough.

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