The Train Robbers Page #4

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they'll let Cal have that knot-head back?

I think gladly.

Jesse, you better tell the boys

to hobble the horses.

If we lose them in this storm...

we'll have a hell of a time

getting them back.

Right.

- Let me give you a hand, Jesse.

- Thanks.

I'm afraid I'm not sticking out

in the right places.

I mean if somebody far off sees me.

Yeah, well, I don't think

anybody will bother us tonight.

I probably shouldn't say this...

but sometimes I get to thinking

I'm making a mistake.

I already told you that.

I mean about the gold.

What if I didn't turn it in?

What if I didn't go to the railroad?

You'd be a rich woman.

And that boy of yours...

would have a mother

that goes around robbing trains.

You're an honest man.

If you thought that...

you'd be waiting for us

back at that train station.

And what if you all didn't come back?

Well, then you'd know...

that we got to figuring

that maybe we'd made a mistake.

Gold has a way of bringing out

the larceny in all of us, Mrs. Lowe.

That's why I'm along, Mr. Lane.

And that's why I'll stay along.

Grady!

- He's alive.

- He won't be if we don't get this off him.

- I'll get his head.

- Stay away from him, Cal.

If we pick this tree half off him,

he'll kick himself to death.

- I know that, and you along with him.

- Yeah, but he's my horse.

I know.

- Grady.

- Calhoun!

You've been warned. Make up your mind!

All right, grab a hold. Heave!

Heave!

He's all right!

That's good.

Now maybe we can get some shuteye.

Soon as you hobble those horses.

Sam, walk him around.

Yes, sir.

I was wrong about you.

How's that?

For hitting you back there

when the jackass got stolen. I'm sorry.

A man gets older, it's harder to say that.

He tries to bully his way through.

I had it coming.

- No, you didn't.

- I was on guard.

So was I, trying to catch you sleeping...

so I could put you in your place

once and for good.

While I was worrying about

kicking your butt...

they stole that ornery mule.

It was as much my fault as it was yours.

I just wanted you to know that.

What's wrong with him?

Not one damn thing.

- We can cross upriver.

- Good.

I didn't say that she didn't say...

that the gold was half a mile

from the river crossing.

What I said...

Slide off and let him swim!

I'm trying to!

What I said is, I don't know

whether this is the right river crossing.

- This is the only one we could find.

- Then maybe...

You think she's drowning?

Sure does look like it.

- Is she all right?

- Come on, give us a hand.

Try to keep her feet higher than her head.

She'll be all right

after she catches her breath.

- Get the whiskey.

- Whiskey?

What are you trying to do?

Save her life or get her drunk?

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