Brothers in Arms Page #4

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your duties magnificently...

...and as mayor--

Oh, l've got a hole in my coat.

-As mayor of Corazn de la--

-Driscollville.

Driscollville, it is my responsibility

to ensure...

...that you have whatever you need to

do your job to the best of your ability.

All l need is one thing, mayor.

What might that be?

More bullets.

Bullets? More--?

More bullets.

-Good afternoon, sheriff.

-Mayor.

-Tell me you got them.

-Not yet, sir.

Excuses are a dime a dozen...

...and not worth a plugged nickel.

Mr. Driscoll...

...a man's reputation is everything.

l've collected every bounty

l've ever gone after.

This here gonna be no different.

Now...

...there's been a change in plans.

Yes, may l help you?

Me and my men are here to pick up

the payroll early.

This is highly irregular.

Orders straight from Mr. Driscoll.

l see. How early?

First thing in the morning.

Fine.

Okay, as soon as we come in,

Zane, you handle the guards.

Don't kill anybody unless you got to.

Mara, if we need a blast,

you got us covered?

l got it.

Okay. Rev, you handle the tellers

and any customers.

Kansas, we need you to cover

this window right here.

Make sure nobody joins

our little party.

lf we do this right...

...we all walk out rich bastards.

And if we don't?

Then lunch is on you tomorrow.

Okay. Enough talk.

Let's play some music.

l like that.

They'll never see us.

Hey.

Tight britches.

Why you always fiddling

with them playing cards, huh?

Because they help sharpen

the reflexes, madame.

What you call me?

You trying to say something

about my past?

-That's not what he meant.

-No, l heard him.

Anybody ever see

such a pretty cowboy?

l think Kansas here

is one of them dandies.

That's enough, Mara.

That's why you wear them gloves?

Why are you dressed like that

anyway?

You think you better than us

or something?

-Mara.

-ls that why you wear them...

...Pollyanna gloves?

Yeah. l wanna know why.

Okay.

That's why.

l used to be a painter.

l had myself a little gallery.

That is, before the Klan

paid me a visit.

l lost everything.

Kansas....

l tracked all of them down,

one by one.

Law's been looking for me

ever since.

l swore that, no matter what...

...in the end...

...l shall be holding the cards.

Why are you still awake?

You know l'm always psyched

before a job.

What the hell?

Man, that is one

strange-ass couple.

-A reverend--

-And a soiled dove.

Oh, yeah, baby.

How the hell they hook up anyway?

She didn't have it easy.

A woman of leisure...

...who was nearly whipped to death

by her master.

And the rev...

...he was the preacher

up at Lone Pine...

...the place of the massacre.

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