A Man Called Sledge Page #3

...I'll gladly accommodate you.

You make one sound

and you'll be all over the ceiling.

And you, put your hands on the

counter and keep your mouth shut.

Old man.

His deputy is nosing around

that other store.

You go over and tell him

the sheriff wants to talk to him.

And the rest of you

get out of town, nice and easy.

You'll never make it

out the door, Sledge.

Yeah, you know me.

The name, the face

and the price, huh?

If I don't get out, you don't.

You ain't gonna get a chance

to sit around a stove...

...remembering your one day of glory.

That deputy of yours don't get

over here, your twilight years are over.

Easy, now.

- Boss, you want me?

- Yeah, Dolgh. Come on in.

It's Sledge, look out!

Get him. Get him.

Try anything else

and you'll have a closed coffin.

Cindy! Cindy!

Mommy!

We gotta get the hell out of here.

They're setting up a crossfire.

Toby's trying to make it back in.

Oh, how many times

they wanna kill him?

Tell those crazy bastards

he's already dead.

This is Ripley.

Hold your fire.

Hold your fire!

You tell them we're walking out.

All of us.

You two-bit Wyatt Earp, tell them.

Don't believe all that crap about

your tin star. You bleed just like we do.

We're coming out.

We got your sheriff.

Now, stay out of the streets.

Anybody sights a rifle,

fires a shot...

...you got yourselves a dead sheriff.

Hooker, see if you can coax

Goldie May over here.

Goldie May, here.

Come on, Goldie May.

Come on, baby, come on.

Come on, baby.

Come on, baby. Come on.

Come on, now. Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Easy, there. Come on, baby.

Easy. Come on.

Now, hold it.

Hooker.

Put him up on Goldie May with Toby.

Tie him good around him.

Where are you taking me?

I'm gonna let them Apaches

you use for trackers find you.

Ride him, Toby.

Ride him straight to hell!

We've been outnumbered before...

...and for a hell of a lot less money.

Must be some reason

nobody ever tried to take it.

What's the longest distance

you ever followed them?

After they leave prison,

about five miles.

Well, that ain't very far.

We're gonna follow that gold

every step of the way.

Somewhere there's gotta be a place

where we can take it.

That's what we're gonna look for.

I don't like the idea

of those guards being professionals.

Forget it.

They haven't used

those guns in 10 years.

They ain't professionals.

We are.

Stay here. I'm going down

to see how close I can get.

Rider coming.

Rider coming!

Seen a lot of formations in my time,

but never one like that cross.

The hell with it.

You couldn't take it with a pope.

Relax.

Don't you even know the sound

of Beetle slopping in the saddle?

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