Day of the Outlaw Page #3

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And no pig-bellied farmer's going to stop me.

Give me a bottle, Tom.

Don't kill my husband.

He intends to kill me.

Hal's never fired a pistol in his whole life.

Then he shouldn't wear one.

He's not a coward. He won't beg for his life.

I'm not that courageous. I do beg you.

You should be telling this to him.

I have.

- He won't listen.

- What made you think I would?

Do you want me, Blaise?

Do you want me to ride out to your ranch with you?

I'm offering myself to you,

on any terms you want, but leave Hal live.

Your husband's a stubborn man.

He won't give up his fences. Why should he give you up?

I'll tell him I no longer love him.

He'll only come after you.

It'll still have to end the same way.

You're not a cruel man. I've been close enough to you to know.

Why must you act like one?

Because I can't feel sorry for someone I hate.

Do you hate me too, Blaise?

Tell your husband to load up his wagons and take you out of Wyoming.

Don't you think I've tried?

I knew this was coming.

I've waited all winter long for this day.

You have to do it, Helen. Make him take you away.

He's afraid of you but he's not a weak man.

He'll die before he'll run.

Then that's the way it'll have to be.

I'm sorry to have troubled you, Mr. Starrett.

Dan?

I'm no good to you, Blaise. I'm no good to you.

Hold it.

Don't touch that kerosene.

We want you to go home.

There are three of us.

Dan.

Dan!

Roll the bottle down the bar.

When it hits the floor, that's it.

Roll the bottle, Dan.

Anything we can do for you strangers?

Yes, could be.

I was looking for a quiet place.

We were settling a little private quarrel.

I apologise.

I don't like to break in on a party.

But we'll take your guns.

You won't find anything to take in this town.

You'd be surprised at what we can find to take.

Trail ends in this town.

No place to go but back.

The trail back is closed.

Who's following you?

- Cavalry.

- Two days' hard riding behind us.

Cavalry doesn't bother tracking seven men like you.

Captain Jack Bruhn,

United States Army,

formerly.

(Bruhn) Hey, you.

I want food and service for my men.

- We'll pay.

- Yes, sir.

That cavalry won't stop for food and rest.

My men rest.

Now, listen, do as you're told

and you can go about your business just like we're not here,

almost.

But we are here so it's best you know with what you're dealing.

Pace here, he derives pleasure out of hurting people.

Tex, rile him and you're gonna hear some screaming in this town today.

Denver,

half Cheyenne.

Him hate white men

but he doesn't feel half so badly about white women.

Vause,

bones covered with dirty skin but even half-drunk

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