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to bring this up,
but have you two looked
at that will I left for you?
You both need to be thinking
about these things
at your age.
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot.
He's been
here before.
Brothers McCann?
This is
no ordinary salesman.
Hell, I like me
a challenge.
Can we talk?
Come out where
we can see you.
Put down your guns
and I'll come out.
This guy is good.
I'll cover,
you sneak around.
...that's not complete.
What? What do you...
what? What?
- Why not see what he's selling?
- Let me just show it to you.
- What the hell for?
What's the good having money
- Trust me.
- It could be the kid has a point.
Yeah, well...
we'll see
what the man's selling.
- Then we shoot him.
- Good plan.
Whew!
Due to the...
unsettling nature
of our previous encounters...
I took it upon myself to search
the world over for that...
that perfect item
that'd be just right
for two exuberant sportsmen
such as yourselves.
And boys,
well, I do believe
I found it.
Voil!
What is it?
Well, that right there
is the sport of kings.
Up till now, only heads of state
have been able to afford
a fine piece
of equipment like that,
and it is so simple to operate
Really?
Here.
I'll tell you what...
you step right up here and chunk
that lever back on my signal, okay?
Go ahead.
Wow!
The most powerful one
on the market,
and very reasonably priced,
I might add.
Well, that is the biggest waste of money
I have ever seen in my entire life.
Mister, you load up that contraption
and get the hell off this land.
We'll take it.
Oh no, you don't!
I won't have my children
around this gun foolishness.
Then leave!
- Come on, Daddy, let's go.
- Come on. Come on.
You know what happens
when my feelings get hurt.
Get in the car.
Get in the car.
Ah, ha
Oh, suey!
Pull!
Pull!
Pull!
- Uncle Hub?
- Don't. I tried to wake him once.
He nearly tore
my head off.
Leave him
for a few minutes.
What are you doing
out here so late?
What's wrong with him?
Well, a man's body
may grow old,
but inside his spirit can still be
as young and restless as ever.
And him...
in his day,
he had more spirit
than 20 men.
It looks like...
he's looking
for something.
- Mm-hmm.
- What?
He's looking for her.
Who?
What was her name?
Jasmine.
Okay, tell me.
You want me
to tell you the story?
Now?
That would take days.
Well, uh...
Hub was always
too restless for Texas.
He convinced our folks
that he needed to go
to Europe,
and I needed
to come along.
That was
the summer of 1914.
I la-like you.
Extra, extra!
Germany invades!
Unfortunately,
just as we arrived in France,
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