Sweet Vengeance Page #3

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- I said get it outta her now! Get it out!

Gracias. Gracias.

I don't trust him.

I don't trust Mr. Josiah much either,

but I don't believe he's a violent man.

Especially not one to shoot a dog.

This is a wild country here.

It could have been anybody.

I'll square things up with Mr. Josiah.

A little strife's not

uncommon among his neighbors.

I'm pregnant.

A child? We're not ready.

And what did you think would happen?

Maybe next year would be better.

Well then, you should've been more careful.

Good morning, Mr. Josiah.

I have been awaiting your apology, Miguel.

On what grounds?

Sunday is the day for worship and rest.

And you raised matters of business

in full view of my congregation.

You insulted me, you insulted the Lord.

That was not my intention,

surely you know this?

Don't be a fool,

I'm giving you an opportunity.

Kneel and apologize before the Lord now.

I've been polite and respectful thus

far, and expect the same from you.

Well, I've tried.

I've tried to embrace you,

and bring you into the flock.

But you have nothing but contempt

for me and my work.

How I would think you were jealous,

envious. Are you envious?

There is nothin you have that I want.

Oh, I am married, purely, and I have

the love and devotion of my flock,

and you have...

You have blight on the landscape, sir.

I have just as much right

to be here as you.

If you could, you would take

all that we have,

All that we have worked for.

It is not your fault.

From your birth... this greed,

this avarice of your nature.

You killed our dog, didn't you?

Mexicans have never been

lauded for their intelligence.

Now, you must go. Leave here,

the both of you. Vayanse, carajo.

You Beast of the Earth,

you brown skinned bastard!

To hell with you.

Miguel?

Miguel?

Praise be the Lord.

Haven't I to eat something now.

Mrs. Ramirez, good evening.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Have you seen Miguel?

No, not since Church.

He went out into the field today

for work and never came home.

- Oh, well, have you tried the saloon?

- Yes.

- The Sheriff?

- He's worthless.

- Has he done this kind of thing before?

- Never.

I only ask because certain

types of men are slaves

to their lustful proclivities.

And many times I've seen

them leave their wives in the lurch

when responsibilities begin to mount.

- Miguel would never do that.

- It's just, ah...

You are a very, very,

beautiful woman, Sarah,

and your husband ought to appreciate

what the Lord has given him.

- He does.

- I know I would.

Good night.

May the Lord go with you.

Cornelius Jackson, Santa Fe seoritas

ain't wild enough for ya?

Nice dancing, Fancy Pants.

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