Two Mules for Sister Sara Page #3
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- 1970
- 116 min
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I hate them. Oh, how I hate them.
- Ain't it a sin for nuns to hate? - Not if it's something evil.
The French army killing and torturing Mexicans,
trying to force them to become one of their colonies.
- How big is the garrison? - Two storeys. It was a monastery.
- A building with an open patio? - A beautiful patio...
- A balcony and stairs leading down? - That's right.
You say it's next to a church. How far apart are they exactly?
In some places not more than ten or twelve feet.
From the roof of the church, is the garrison higher or lower?
- Lower. Much lower. - Oh.
- Sentries? - Day and night at the front gate.
Sister Sara, you're gonna slow me up some,
but I'll take you to one of those guerrilla bands you're lookin' for.
- Do you belong to one of them? - Till I get paid, yeah.
Paid? You mean in gold?
Well, if they pay me off in tortillas,
I'm gonna shoot 'em right in the eye.
But the Juaristas are too poor to hire anybody.
I made a deal to work out a plan to take the garrison.
If it pays off, I get half the French treasury.
Then you don't have any sympathy for their cause?
See, I spent two years in a war in the States.
Right now, all I'm interested in is money.
If money is all you care about, then why did you fight in that war?
Everybody's got a right to be a sucker once.
- Mr Hogan. - Hmm?
The th of July is a French holiday.
By noon of that day last year the entire French garrison was drunk.
- What's the date today? - July the th.
Beautiful.
That information puts gold right in my pocket.
This calls for a drink.
Well, I'll be leaving you for a few moments.
Be careful not to go too far, there may be another rattler.
I'll pray as I walk.
I'll keep my back turned. Don't worry.
You're a real gentleman, Mr Hogan.
I guess you haven't slept much on the ground.
Oh, I'm very tired. I'll sleep.
For somebody who's wore out, you sure got a happy look.
It was a miracle you found me when you did, Mr Hogan.
That was no miracle, just an accident and life is full of 'em.
No. It was a miracle.
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