The Last Wagon Page #2

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You think I want you for even

a half-sister? Well, I don't.

You think I'm not ashamed

of my father and what he did?

Well, I am. I'm

sick-to-my-stomach ashamed!

You have every right to

be ashamed... of yourself.

You know I met Jolie's

mother before I knew yours.

And I loved her most dearly.

Most dearly? Did you ever

tell that to my mother?

Is that why she died?

Did you finally confess to her

you had once fallen in love...

with a filthy Indian

and had a baby by her?

Get into the wagon and stay there.

Jolie-

I can't even ask you to forgive her.

She has reason to be hurt.

She's ashamed of me before the others.

- Is there anything else I can get you?

- No, this is fine.

Are they truly gonna hang you, Mr. Todd?

Looks that way.

- Well, aren't ya scared?

- Not yet.

Well, I'd be. I bet it'll hurt.

Yeah, I reckon so.

Say, uh, what's the name of your sis?

Jenny. We're goin' to Tucson now.

Some fella there wants to marry Jenny.

What's she want to marry him for?

He said he'd see I was brung up.

- Well, I gotta help with the chores

now, Mr. Todd. - All right.

- I'll see you later.

- Sure.

I'm glad you like her too.

See his nose wrigglin'?

Bet he hasn't had a good

smoke in a long time.

Why don't you give him a puff?

Think I want him

slobbering on my pipe stem?

Your pipe? It's your pa's.

What's the matter? You scared

of a little old murderer?

Give it to me.

Smoke?

Thanks.

Guess it must taste pretty

good. I don't smoke myself.

Yeah, it sure does. It tastes real good.

- You askin' to get killed?

- Don't see it does no harm.

Tough plough-boy, huh?

Just lookin' for trouble.

No, sir. I ain't lookin'

for trouble. But I

don't see it does no

harm in givin' him a puff.

You don't, eh?

He's hurting Brother.

Leave him alone!

Leave him alone! Leave him alone!

Clint.

I told you Christers!

Aaah!

Get him!

He'll never try that again.

Gosh, I guess Comanches are about

the best battle-ax throwers there are.

Mr. Todd's not a Comanche.

He was trying to help Clint.

- Let's go see if he killed him dead.

- No, stay here.

You violated a trust.

And I feel responsible because I believed

you could act like a reasonable man.

Seemed reasonable to me.

I had a right to kill him.

But then I don't suppose my side of

the story interests you none, does it?

No.

You can save it for the authorities

when we get back to civilization.

And if you try to escape,

we're prepared to shoot you.

You understand?

Seems reasonable.

- I brung you somethin'.

- Oh, thanks, son.

Oatmeal cookies with

raisins, nuts and cinnamon.

- Sis calls 'em hermits.

- Good.

- M-Mr. Todd?

- Mm-hmm.

Did you really kill all those

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