Hannie Caulder Page #2

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That's right, Mr. Price.

For the funeral.

On the way back would I view the grave.

It will be there. It will be there.

Yes.

Off to Mexico.

Damn, who is it that Custer?

Anyway, we make it ready.

Down. Or do you want your

head get weggeballert...

- Would it make any difference.

- Listen, I'm tired of your...

Down. Down.

- I have a plan.

- Which one? They starve?

- Good idea.

- Shut up.

- How to disappear.

- That's your plan?

- Exactly.

- And what do we do?

More Flee and stay alive.

Now forward, away from here.

His name is Bailey.

No one knows why he has settled in Mexico

.

First, he was a shop in New Orleans.

After the outbreak of war made it

arms for the Confederate Army.

The occupied north of the city

'63, he ran away.

The Yankees made life difficult for every,

if he was not Abe Lincoln or a whore.

And a gunsmith

the rebels they had just executed.

Bailey Did you have your gun?

No, I have received from someone

who did not need him anymore.

But he has repaired it so much,

that he has the gun quasi twice rebuilt.

Of course it would be more comfortable

if a little more accessible, he would...

...but he married a Mexican woman.

And more children than you

can count on the fingers of...

Certainly not a bad life, I think

. A home with children.

A man should leave something

else in the world...

...as a grave stone.

The same is true for a woman.

We have visitors, children.

Thomas, good to see you.

You too, buddy.

This is Hannie Caulder.

- Welcome to Mexico, Miss Caulder.

- Misses.

Welcome to Mexico, Misses Caulder.

Have you finally gotten

small, the good old Adam?

No, everything is fine.

I wanted to see if you

have any more children.

Two. The nights are very cold.

Come into the house.

Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn.

- What's going on, Em?

- What?

- Of course, what is.

- Shut up, Rufus.

I tell you what's going on.

We shot in two weeks, four things

and have nothing to drink.

- And eating.

- We still have some coffee.

And three horses, we can eat.

If you just touch her my pet...

I would never touch something,

what was between your legs.

And what about the kids in Sonora Town?

You've done nothing with the

, as you know yourself.

Have I not. Not true, Em?

Goddamn, how should I know?

Do you remember the

night when I came home...

...and I smelled like a lily?

- This proves nothing.

- Do you call me a liar?

- Em, he says, I am a liar.

- Are you, too.

Give me a single time where

I have not told the truth...

For example, when you said that

would be in a stage coach no guards.

- To a hair, we were all spent here.

- Yes.

That was a mistake, but do not lie.

Anyway, I have never said that

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