4 for Texas

Take a good look at him.

He's the bad guy.

And Joe Jarrett... that's me...

and Zack Thomas, we're the good guys.

Let's go!

Tell the driver to stop!

Tell him to surrender.

I'm with the railroad. Tell him

I demand he gives up the money.

- Our lives are worth more than money!

- Did you mention money?

There's $100,000

on this stagecoach.

$100,000? I'm glad

I'm fighting for a worthy cause.

- I hate to waste ammunition.

- You're not a railroad man, are you?

I'm anybody's man,

mostly my own.

Get ready.

Swing out!

Move up on the outside.

The other window.

"To Jonas Ansel,

for 20 years'...

...unwavering loyalty.

Thaddeus Markham, President,

Texas Interstate Railroad."

It chimes.

Look out!

Get out of there!

Keep after them!

Hold it!

They're picking us off

like flies.

Whoa up there,

you jugheads! Whoa!

Hold on down there.

I'll get them under control.

Whoa!

- What about Zack Thomas?

- That's him driving the stage.

Burden said to get

Zack Thomas and the money.

- So?

- So I was just wondering.

Well, stop wondering.

- Anybody else just wondering?

- Nope. Not me, boss.

I'm going back to Galveston.

I'll have this

under control in a minute.

Yeah, you do that.

Hang on to your hat, Ansel.

Here we go!

They tried to tell me the meek

would inherit the earth.

Kinda awkward, me having

the drop on you, huh?

Hold that!

Back off!

- Where's the little man in there?

- Ansel? He was took dead.

This can't be his money.

He was so anxious to give it away.

- He's just a railroad agent.

- Transporting for the railroad.

They overcharged me for years.

This can be a rebate.

- He left that as a little remembrance?

- The scarf?

It was his dying wish.

He insisted.

He insisted you take

the watch too?

You wouldn't believe it.

That fellow was all heart.

It chimes.

Start loading.

Paper money first.

Don't pout. Just fill the bag.

Hurry it up.

It's gonna be easy to spend.

Don't forget all the sacks.

The Good Book says:

"Cheaters never prosper.

Square-shooters always win."

Come on. Lay it up here.

Change the literature. What you're

reading ain't doing you good.

They said that before

I burned down the Sunday school.

- Anything else, master?

- Unhitch me a horse.

- Now.

- Yes, sir.

Looks like money. Feels like money.

Sounds like money.

- It's a lovely sound.

- Pity it ain't all gold.

You'd pleasure yourself

to death listening to it.

I figure you got a name, boy.

Thomas. Zachariah Thomas.

And you?

- I'll find out sooner or later.

- Jarrett. Joe Jarrett.

Well, Joe, I think there's

something you should know.

This ain't railroad money.

It's investment money.

You see, there's a man over

in Galveston's got an idea.

So the president of the railroad

financed him.

You saying he smooth-talked Markham

out of $100,000?

Yep. Me.

- You?

- Me.

- I think I underrated you.

- I think you did, Joe.

You're just slow in catching on.

But I'm beginning to like you, Joe.

- I might cut you in.

- Don't talk me out of this loot.

- I'm not a soft-hearted president.

- I want to talk you into something.

- Now this here's a lot of money.

- Ordinarily $100,000 would be...

...enough for two, but not me.

You see, I was born greedy.

If my plan works,

we'll get a half a million a year.

- Thank you, Zack.

- Now you wanna buy in?

I'll quit while I'm ahead.

Nothing personal, mind you.

I'm beginning to like you too.

A man who tries to con you

with a gun on him can't be bad.

Like you just said,

I guess you underrated me, Joe.

I'll tell you why I didn't

go for your proposition, Zack.

You don't have the proper

respect for a man's money.

I appreciate your

thinking about it.

Zachariah, rest easy.

I'm gonna put this here

money to good use.

Zachariah, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

I was gonna give you a break.

I'm starting to change the rules,

Zachariah.

Why you dirty...

You no-good son of a...

What's the matter?

You need a rifle if you wanna

play this game, Joe.

Sorry, Joe. I still

can't hear you.

Zack, you're calling

the rules. What you want?

I can hear you better now, Joe.

Throw those guns down.

Both of them.

Yours and mine.

Walk to me with your

hands up where I can see them.

Both hands.

That's right, Joe.

Keep walking towards me.

That's fine.

Hot day for a stroll,

ain't it, Joe?

They tell me them boots

ain't built for walking.

They ain't exactly

house slippers.

- I thought you'd never get here.

- I've been thinking it over.

Now, mind you,

I'm not saying yes, but...

...you know, I wanna talk about

that business proposition.

Forget it. They don't build riverboats

big enough for the two of us.

Riverboat?

I'm gonna take the horses.

What about me?

Know what the Injun said when asked

why he rode and the squaw walked?

He said,

"She got no 'hoss."'

Take the horses and walk to

the money. I'll be right behind you.

If that's what he said

he was a smart Indian.

Start with the guns

and the carpetbag.

Why not?

It looks like it's your money.

You're agreeable for a man about

to lose $100,000.

Easy come, easy go.

- Sure is hot.

- It's gonna get hotter too.

- Along noon, it will be a scorcher.

- For you. Drop it.

Come on, Zack. That's it.

Now back off.

You shouldn't play aces

in another man's game.

How about those horses?

You can't ride all of them.

This is a set

and I wouldn't want to break it up.

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