Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia Page #5

I got a chance... a ticket,

we're not gonna miss it!

Now get in there! Sit down!

And take me to him!

There ain't no more chances.

Get in!

What's she say?

I think she'd like us to go.

Well, you tell her

that we've come a long way

to pay our respects to this man.

We're very tired.

Tell her we wanna

get a room for the night.

We'll leave in the morning.

I can tell you the brandy.

Thank you.

Listen, honey... you oughta

be drunk in Fresno, California.

This place is a palace.

Listen, I promise I'll put the grave

back just the way I found it.

Nobody's gonna miss him anyhow.

Alfredo's been trying

to beat this rap all his life.

So have l, so have you.

He loved you,

but I love you now!

Think he'd give a damn

if his head could buy you

what you've always been looking for?

Way out.

There's a church here.

Could we go there?

Yeah.

Later.

I got to go.

I'm going with you.

No.

Hey, ah, God.

Hey, hey, we're alive.

Hey, come on. Hey!

Hey.

Ah. It's gone. hey, honey,

come on, we gotta...

we gotta get outta here.

The head's gone we better...

we gotta get outta here!

Come on you, you gotta help me.

Sit up.

We gotta get this...

this... this place.

I came to get...

Maybe you wanna...

you wanna stay here?

You wanna stay here?

Hell, then stay here!

I ain't with him! Goddammit!

Stay with him! Go on

and stay with him, sh*t!

Turn over, Goddammit!

Turn over and be in there right!

I was only kidding. Oh, sh*t!

You son-of-a-b*tches!

Dig a me?

Have any americans been here

asking about Alfredo Garcia? Huh?

Ah, yes, two men arrived.

What?

In a green station wagon,

didn't ask anything.

Yeah. Get outta here!

Get out, Goddammit!

Get outta here... you son-of-a-b*tch

or I'll kill you right there!

Will you get, Goddammit?

Move when I say move!

You motherf***er!

Look at me with your

damn f***ing eyes.

Come down and tackle me, you bastards!

I'm gonna nail you,

somewhere I'm gonna nail you.

You're up there, you son-of-a...

I'm gonna find you.

Damn your eyes!

Lemme see that big station wagon.

You and all the Goddamn drinking

I'm doing all the f***ing work!

Why?

Because it feels

so Goddamn good.

Get outta there, come on.

Sorry, Al.

Sorry!

What's so special

about you anyway, huh?

Get over there.

You got something...

valuable inside, huh?

Aw, come on, Al, cop it out, baby,

you got jewels in your ears?

Diamonds up your nose?

You son-of-a-b*tch!

It wasn't worth it, baby.

It wasn't worth 'er.

and I'll be dammed if she's not

keeping the best part o' you company.

You low life bastard!

There's nothing here.

Let's go!

Three days and three nights, huh?

I hope you enjoyed her... I did.

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