Four Faces West Page #4

so funny to the banker.

He's put up a $3,000 reward

for him, dead or alive.

Dead or alive?

What kind of laws do you have

out here? He only stole $2,000.

Why, it doesn't

make sense.

I think maybe perhaps

the banker means to prove...

it is more profitable to

catch a bandit than to be one.

Well, of course, crime must be

punished, but to kill a man for stealing-

You're in the West now, Miss Hollister.

It seems everybody gets law-abiding...

when there's

a reward at stake.

Time to be rollin',

folks.

Come, Junior.

Uh, don't suppose any of you saw

a tall hombre riding a buckskin...

with a "raft

and wine glass" brand.

I figure him to stay out of

sight of trains or mail hacks.

I just thought you might have seen

him before you got on the train...

if you happen to come

from Santa Maria way.

- Well, uh, I- I just-

- Senor.

You will excuse me, please.

Perhaps you have

overlooked one thing.

If your Mr. Jefferson Davis

have the cunning to rob a bank...

under the nose of the very great

Pat Garrett and escape,

then I think he would not long

remain on a buckskin horse.

If I were this man, I would be on

my way to Mxico muy pronto, yes, no?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Anderson, how about some food?

Mister, you aren't wearing

a leather jacket.

Go on, go on.

Your mother wants you.

Ma, that man there-

Oh!

Junior, you get-

Stop crying, or I'll give you

a good whipping.

Miss Hollister, if we do not hurry,

the driver, he will go off without us.

I suppose leather jackets

and checkered bandanas...

are rather common

out here, aren't they?

Quin sabe, seorita? But I think

soon that eight or nine innocent men...

who wear them will be in

jail, or maybe shot or hanged.

We gotta go.

Senorita, the hack.

Checkered neckerchief.

Say, Mr. Garrett, there was a fellow

- I remember now!

He cut himself, and I got a

railroad nurse to fix him up.

Yes, sir. That was the same night

some deputy searched the train.

Didn't find nothin', though. That railroad nurse

- What's her name?

Miss Hollister. Do you

know where she was going?

Yes, to that new hospital

at Alamogordo.

There.

How's that?

Fine.

We'll be getting into

Alamogordo soon.

That's where I get off.

I know.

Card?

I'll take two.

Three.

I'll take four.

I'll bet one white chip.

Call that.

Call.

I am being very foolish.

I will raise the bet.

I guess I'll call.

Ooh! All hearts!

Oh, I guess I won't.

Neither will I.

That's good enough for me.

Alamogordo, 15 minutes.

Sorry, boys,

I got to leave.

Lovely night, isn't it? Yes.

Yes, it is.

Miss Hollister-

Yes?

Do you mind if I smoke?

Not at all.

The night always

changes things somehow.

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