Brothers in Arms Page #3

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What you thinking?

The last thing they're gonna expect is

for us to come back and hit the bank.

Right. Because it's suicide.

You serious?

l thought he was the crazy one.

Hey, man, don't call me that.

What did you learn at the bank?

Well, the payroll is scheduled

to be picked up at noon.

A quarter of a million dollars

the day after tomorrow.

You better be playing that

when he gets up.

Take a few men out back.

Don't let anybody get past,

you hear me? Now go.

Yes, yes, uncle.

You, you. Come here.

Surround.

Fire.

Everybody stay down!

-Longcoats!

-No sh*t.

-Stay down! Stay down!

-Sh*t!

Man, shut up, we done been

in tougher scrapes than this before.

-Let's go!

-l think we overstayed our welcome.

Run for it, baby!

l swear to God, if l get killed...

...my ghost gonna come back

and bust your ass.

Cover me now.

l'm going out.

Go! Go!

Hey, why did you stop me?

Why did you stop me?

-lt was him!

-Who?

Wolverton.

Anybody hurt?

Okay. These longcoats

are like wild coyotes.

-Once they get their teeth into you--

-Hey. What's the plan?

Mara knows these parts

better than anyone.

-l know a spot.

-Okay, lead on.

Come on.

l thought l told you

to watch the back.

-Uncle, l did.

-l told you, nobody gets by.

Uncle Wolverton, l tried.

l swear to you, l tried.

There was a guy in a tree.

We never saw him.

He froze.

-No.

-lt's all right.

lt's all right.

We're still gonna get them.

And you're my favorite nephew.

Now let's mount up.

l want that bounty.

-l take first watch.

-Sure you're up to it?

Oh, yeah.

All right, then,

l'll sleep good for a change.

Come on.

Spill the beans, Rev.

Come on, Rev, give it up.

-Tell us about Mara.

-What's it like?

Flesh of my flesh,

bone of my bones.

Come on, man, with that.

Half black, half lndian?

Come on. That must be real sweet.

Must be great.

lt's like finding a cactus flower

among sagebrush.

What the hell?

What the--?

Hey, you gotta go find it, you know?

-She's messing up my duds.

-And a cactus has thorns.

She's a wild one.

When we hit that bank,

we have to go by the book.

Not that book.

Nobody gets hurt.

We get what we want,

and we get out, clear?

l got your back.

And everything should go off

without a hitch.

Couldn't keep your mouth shut.

Please, May, this is official.

Yes, good afternoon, sheriff.

Greetings.

How are you feeling this fine day?

Well, l was--

-We were wondering that--

-For heaven's sake, get to the point!

Yes, dear.

Well, it's about

this rampant violence.

Something's gotta be done about it.

-We can get rid of it today.

-We can?

Yep.

With a million dollars

and the 7th Cavalry.

No disrespect intended, sheriff.

lf l do say so, you are handling

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