Dead in Tombstone Page #4

it Couldn't have.

Mama, if you're so damn set on

keepin' that pie hole open,

why don't you go upstairs

and take Daddy up there

and let me give you

somethin' to do with it?

Come on, bubba, come on, now.

Go get her, Red.

It's been one year.

It's been one year to the day.

Boo!

Did he get scared?

Ain't got a Chinaman's

chance of working.

Come on.

Come on.

Go put my horse in the barn.

Go!/ Yes, sir.

Ah!

Puta madre, get out of

my sight!/ Yes, sir Go!

Clean that again Yes, sir.

Red wants it by dawn.

One year to the day.

Impossible.

It's completely impossible.

Do you hear that?

What is it, boss?

Ramos.

Huh?

Who's there?

Get the pistola. Come with me.

Duke?/ Yeah?

What's going on?

Who is there?

Who's there?

Hey. Who is it?

What the f***?

Ah!

Who the hell are you?

Are you pretty fast

with that pistola?

I don't have to be fast, senor.

Unless you're gonna shoot

me with your pecker. Hmm?

I have a pretty nice

gun right here.

There are two people in this world that

know how to put that gun together.

One of them is dead.

What the hell?

Now you're talking.

You remember me...

The Lord told me about

you in a dream.

Said I'd be... tempted

by a demon from hell.

Lord, please, remove this cup

from me, your humble servant.

Amen.

I'm still here, padre.

I'm not a demon.

What are you, then?

A customer.

A drink...

to soften the revelation.

Sh*t.

Mister, if you threaten

the reverend again,

I will shame this holy

place with your blood.

Now, if you two wanna

keep breathing,

you'd better do as I say.

What's your business

here, stranger?

Do you have any pine

boxes in your stores?

Why? Are you an undertaker?

Somethin' like that.

How many do you need?

Six.

God ain't gonna help you, amigo.

Just leave a little silver

in the collection box.

Come on, give me some.

Come on.

Viens ici! Viens!

What is it, boss?/ What is it?

Shooter's probably

around here somewhere.

Probably still here.

Whoever is inside,

get out here now!

Cover me Got it.

Get your lollygagging...

Get in there.

Come on, I've got a fistful of

lead for you, right now. Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

Watch it.

Got anything, boys?

No. Nope.

Let's go.

This is for Ramos.

All that money

and you still can't take a bath.

How do you know my...

Can't be!

It is.

We killed you.

No, this is how

you kill someone.

For the great day of

his wrath is come

and who shall be left to stand?

Reverend Paul, you

can't go in there.

I have heard tales

of black angels,

come back to destroy the

evils of the Earth.

No soy angel, padre,

but I suggest you leave till

my business is through.

The church is my place.

You... You bleed.

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