The Desperate Trail

Synopsis: After years of suffering under her beating husband, Sarah decides to no longer take any humiliation or battery - and kills him. For that, Marshal Speakes - her father in law - sentences her to the Gallows. During a failed hold-up on the coach she escapes - but Jack Cooper manages to snatch away the transported $2500 from her, which she would have needed to start a new life. So she follows him to get it back. Soon they have to team up against the Marshal, who wants her dead so badly, he doesn't mind breaking the law himself...
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): P.J. Pesce
Production: Turner Home Entertainment
  1 win.
93 min

What did you say that thing is?

It's a farming implement

of the latest scientific design.

It's a present for a friend of mine.

Is that your kids?

Excuse me.

It's my brother and I as boys.

Afraid I'm just an old maid.

You need a family, boy.

Sea, it says in the Good Book...

"Take you a wife."

That's what he told Adam.

"Take a rib and make you a wife."

Mamie here is my helpmate and my faith.

Of course, a man's got to be

king in his family, only way.

So it seems.

Excuse me, ma'am, I was wondering--

I don't know nothing about farming.

More money in horses.

Did you break any horses back there

in New York, Cooper?

No, can't say as I have.

Make sure you stop them horses.

- Fergus, get them folks off the stage.

- Kill them?

Not unless they ask you nicely.

Excuse me, ma'am, I was wondering--

Busted me a horse last year,

must've been 1,200 pounds.

Gotta show them who's boss.

Same as with women.

It's Latin.

"Manly excellence flourishes in trial."

Excuse me. I was wondering...

Would you happen to be stopping

in Three Forks?

- Why?

- Well...

If you don't have any prior

engagements, with all due respect...

I was wondering if you'd

like to have dinner with me?

Go chase yourself.

Afraid Miss O'Rourke can't make it.

Needs her beauty rest.

Got an appointment bright and early.

I'll be damned.

I love it.

Let's go.


Get them people out of there!

All right, everybody out of there.


Who's a hero? You?

- How about you?

- Not me, ma'am.

Everybody all right?

Fine. Very fine.

Act stupid, and your face will

have a new hole.

Undo your gun belt.

Undo these bracelets.

Now move back.

All of you, get out.


- There's no need to insult me by--

- Move it!

You made me drop my box.

Now lock yourself to the stage.

See how it feels.

You, get that strongbox down.

Let's see what we got here.

You gonna add thieving to killing, girl?

If it gets me out of here.

What are you gonna do, hang me twice?

Hey, fancy pants,

get one of those saddlebags.

- Who? Me?

- Move it!

Bring it over here, put this scratch in it.

And don't get no sticky fingers.

No. Needn't worry about me.

How'd you get that shiner, ma'am?

- She fell.

- Anybody talking to you?

I didn't think so.

How'd you get it?

I fell down.

Looks like he fell down, too.

MY Bye.

Here's your scratch.

Ma'am, do you mind

if I ask you a question?

You see, I don't understand how you can

make a success of robbing when...

You can't hold on to the damn gun.

Good work, son.

- Shoot the b*tch!

- Get over there.

Go on.

Go on. You too, miss.

Now, miss, if you'd do me a favor

and lock the Marshall...

And Mr. Hollister there around

the window, I'd appreciate that.

Well, I certainly didn't plan it like this...

But as my old Latin teacher used to say,

carpe diam.

So, what's her appointment for anyway?

I'm taking this whore

to hang for killing a man.

A little advice.

When you're handcuffed...

Refrain from insulting comments.

By the way, Mr. Hollister...

- How did your wife get that black eye?

- How the hell do you think?

I smacked her.


The Bible says love and protect

your family, not beat them.

I think I'm gonna be on my way.

You can keep that appointment

if you want to.

You son of a b*tch! That money's mine!

Not as long as I got the gun, it ain't.

You all take care now.

I'll have a bed and a bottle.

I'll have the bottle now.

- I'll have a woman, too.

- Take your pick.

Right there. The one with the dark hair.

- Go chase yourself.

- Jane.

Kind of reminds me of someone I know.

Don't we all?

Janie, number 3.

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