El Dorado Page #3

He told me that.

He told me his name.

That's how I knew where to bring him.

He said you told him what happens

to a man that's gut shot.

How he hasn't got much of a chance.

Did you tell him that?

I told him that.

Then you're partly to blame.

You'll find two bullets in him.

One of them's mine.

He was hurtin' worse

than he could stand.

Had a handgun that I didn't see.

Any more questions you want to ask?

No. I guess you're telling the truth.

If you weren't

you'd never have brought him here.

I thank you for that.

It don't help much.

I reckon you won't shoot

any more little boys, mister.

Next time you shoot somebody,

don't go near them

till you're sure they're dead.

I don't know why you're still alive.

I don't know how

I missed you from that range.

You didn't miss.

Now get out of here.

JP, open that window, will you?

That's better. The smell of that

chloroform's putting me to sleep.

Hold him, Maudie.

Don't let him move too sudden.

All right.

He'll be waking up now.

It's all right, Cole. It's Maudie.

All right, Maudie.

- Who are you?

- The name's Miller.

Some people call me a doctor,

some other things.

But I'm the only one in town.

- Did you get the bullet out?

- No.

Then why this bandage?

Let's get to it.

- I can't.

- Why not?

Because I'm not good enough.

That bullet's up against your spine.

If I try to get it out, I'll only

finish what someone else started.

- So what happens?

- You'll heal all right.

When you get to a big town, find

a doctor who knows more than I do.

One of them new-fangled squirts.

They'll fix you up in no time.

But don't wait too long to do it.

Any chance of gettin' some coffee

or a shot of whisky around here?

- Linda.

- Linda, bring both of them.

Can he be moved?

Sure, in a couple of hours.

But don't go bouncing him around.

He can stay here.

I'll make him comfortable.

I've got a fine bed at my place.

It's narrow, hard and uncomfortable,

but he won't get bounced around.

Seor Bull. He comes.

Bull always announces his arrival

that way?

Same way, different tune.

You better let him in.

What are you blowing,

advance or retreat?

Neither. Couldn't let one of General

Hood's Cavalry go without a goodbye.

- Who's goin' away?

- Cole's leaving tonight.

You got any objections, Doc,

I don't want to hear 'em.

Glad to get you off my hands.

Where you going?

Sonora.

Folks down there got a silver mine.

A little trouble.

Think I might be of help.

I brung along a little red-eye,

in case the sheriff runs out.

Somehow, I reckon he has.

Been here a long time,

nobody's offered me a drink.

- Why didn't you speak up?

- Thought you'd never ask.

- Maudie, get him a glass, will you?

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