Posse Page #2

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You were sentenced to hang

but ended up with life in the army.

I can strip you of that deferment

if you wish,

but that leaves you

standing at the gallows.

Either we go on your mission

or he gets life imprisonment and I'm dead.

If that's how you see it, so be it.

Weezie.

Civvies? I don't understand.

Let's just say for this mission

uniforms would be inappropriate.

Dismissed.

Evening, Jessie.

(Colonel) Weezie!

Jessie Lee, what did you do in the States

the colonel liked you so much?

- What the hell is this?

- What is that?

Damn! Who turned out the lights?

Just a little humour.

You have to admit I'm funny, ain't I?

After serious evaluation of this situation,

I figured we should go by the book.

We will go infantry first

and sharpshooters to follow.

Sharpshooters all dead except Jessie.

Infantry... we it. Ain't nobody else.

- Sounds like you're questioning orders.

- No, sir.

This is horseshit.

Maybe we should forget about infantry.

Maybe you should just attack.

They don't even know we're here.

And they got a lot of guns.

- That's bad.

- It makes no sense to wake them up.

We'll go in there and use our hands,

our knives, and no guns. You got it, sir?

- Sounds like a motherfucking plan to me.

- Let's do it.

Yanquis! Yanquis!

Guns, ammo, anything you can find.

De oro.

I ain't no "de oro".

Lookie what we got here.

Got a case of rifles here.

Jessie.

Jessie!

Come here, Jessie!

Look, Jessie!

- We in trouble.

- Jesus, Jessie!

We found a crate of gold, you don't like it.

I'm never gonna figure you, Jessie.

Pack it up. We gotta go.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Lost our way home, have we?

Out of uniform and AWOL

is no way to end a career, Jessie.

The record will show you all died heroes.

(soldiers laugh)

What about the gold?

Hm. I believe the answer

to that one is "What gold?"

Ha!

(gunshot)

Nice shot, Jessie!

Come on!

Get 'em, Jessie!

Sh*t! Ain't nothing wrong

with getting some free booty!

Yahoo!

- (Jessie) Put the gold in the saddlebags.

- This is amazing!

Just what we need,

an admiration society, Jessie Lee.

You never know, Graham may need

his little houseboy in hell.

(Weezie) Hold on. I'm on your side.

I saved your lives.

You should be thanking me.

- Save the bullet. I can get us out of here.

- You'll have more company soon.

- Out of where?

- Here. Cuba.

I can get you out tomorrow.

Leave everything to me.

Meet the boat that takes the dead bodies

back to the States.

Dead bodies?

Yes. They take them back to the States.

Every fortnight -

that's two weeks - I meet the boat.

You meet the boat, get on the boat

and you're home. Does that sound good?

Now, I'll need a sizeable amount of that

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