Dead Again in Tombstone
- R
- Year:
- 2017
- 100 min
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Now, who do I have to skull-f***
to get a drink in this town?
I know, you're the Johnson Gang.
He looks for guys like us.
Thieves. Killers.
Robbers.
Get him whiskey.
What's your name and where
you come from, anyhow?
Ow.
Name's Jeremiah.
I was ridin' with the Hudson Gang,
out of Santa Fe.
We'd just hit a bank and was
holed up outside of town.
Then, he showed up.
He came in outta nowhere,
like a phantom in the night.
Had skin tough as buffalo leather.
Eyes black as coal.
A big ol' buffalo did his bidding,
gorin' and stompin' two of the gang to death.
He came in, both guns blazin',
like Billy the Kid.
Ahh!
Said he was shot stone-cold
dead by his brother Red.
Right here in Tombstone.
And then he came back from beyond
the grave to get his revenge.
They say he did a deal with the Devil...
Collecting souls from Oregon
all the way down to San Miguel.
They say he's sent over 50 men down to hell.
One man did all this?
His name was...
Guerrero.
Who's next?
Is he coming for me?
Is he?
Welcome to my hell.
Who are you? Are you Guerrero?
Join me for a drink, old buddy?
It's not like I can be dead again.
What do you want?
The man downstairs wants you
to pick up the pace.
I can't do this forever. I'm done.
You're never done, Guerrero.
He owns you.
Guess you can be dead again.
This is hell!
Liar!
I'll deliver all souls
in exchange for my own soul.
Their souls will feed
the fires of hell higher,
and give you great pleasure right now.
Well, look what the wind blew in.
Long time no see, Sheriff.
Yeah, not long enough.
You here to turn yourself in?
I'm here to pay my respects to my old
man and visit my family one last time.
Then I'll be moving on.
$5,000 bounty ain't nothin' to sneeze at.
No. Nothin' to die for, either.
You always were a scoundrel,
thief and a drunk old fool.
At least we got one thing in common, Sheriff.
Well, there was a band of Confederate
bad men, showed up here this morning.
Pokin' around, askin' about you.
They haven't pegged your family yet,
but you can bet they will.
Then they'll die, Sheriff.
I don't want my streets running red.
I'm just passin' through.
Let me give it to you with the bark on.
Your mama's family in these parts,
though she was nothin' but a saloon
whore when your papa died
and she had to feed you and little Red,
but she finally found the Lord.
She's made a good life for herself.
Get to the point, Sheriff.
This is a peaceful town.
If you're lookin' for action,
move on to Dodge City or Tombstone.
Pay your respects, put some steak
on the table, and get the hell out.
Or I'll collect that bounty.
I can live with that.
Well...
Here's to never seeing you again.
Guerrero de la Cruz.
Notorious bank robber.
Cold-blooded assassin.
I've been lookin' for you.
- Have you now?
- Yes.
I seem to find a trail of dead bodies
strewn across the country,
and I keep missing you.
Why don't you say your piece
before you lose another war.
You sure do sound
just like your brother, Red.
Oh, yes. I surprised you with that one.
Red Cavanaugh and I used to ride together.
We were highwaymen back
Jackson Boomer.
In the flesh.
What do you want with me?
Well, Red bestowed a confidence in me.
He told me that when he was a child,
he had witnessed your mama
putting a family heirloom
into a box made of bone.
What?
I will pay for that box.
Or I will make you pay.
Are you threatening me?
Yes, sir.
I am not a man accustomed to being gentle.
If you don't turn over
that box, I will kill you.
I will kill your family
and your family's family
and the people you hate
and those who hate you!
Well, Jackson Boomer,
you're sh*t out of luck,
'cause I have no livin' family.
Everybody that hates me is dead.
And I've never heard of no bone box.
And this being hallowed ground,
I'm not gonna kill you.
But you f*** with me again,
and you'll end up just
like Red, in a pine box.
Silver River sure does look
like a cozy place to stay.
We'll be there for the next couple of days.
You can let me know when you change
your mind about the box.
Por ah vamos.
Hello, everyone.
Here are your sausages and your stew. Enjoy.
Hey, Bob.
Shelby, can I get those beers up?
All right, gentlemen.
So, who's winning, Ray?
Take it easy, Charley. He's just... Hey.
Get outta here! Get outta here! Come on.
You're gonna get some
fresh air, Charley. Come on.
Get over here! Come on!
Cool off, Charley.
And go home.
What'll it be?
Act like you don't know me.
I don't know you.
It's me, your father.
Oh, I know who you are.
I'm just saying, I don't know you.
Is there someplace
we can talk that's not here?
There's an alley out back.
Passin' through or here to stay?
- Just passin' through.
- Hmm.
Well, I hope you have an easy pass.
That's an ugly habit.
Now you wanna be my dad?
Well, I don't need one,
'cause I'm all grown up
and I can handle my own business.
I saw that inside.
Yeah.
How's your grandma?
Old.
Mamacita.
Don't you "Mamacita" me.
You haven't visited in years.
You trying to break my heart? Hmm?
I got off trail.
Off trail?
You look like you been to hell and back.
I see the "wanted" posters.
You're still running from the law? Hmm?
I got customers.
If anybody asks if you know me, you don't.
That won't be hard.
Never thought I'd see you again.
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