Un Minuto Per Pregare, Un Instante Per Morire (A Minute to Pray, a Second to Die) Page #4

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What is it you're after, McCord?

The amnesty.

A man doesn't ask for amnesty the

Way you're doing it.

Well Marshal, if l'd just come

in here...

Without my guns or nothing,...

the picture l get is me askin' you

for amnesty...

While l'm all full of holes.

You got a point there.

So you really Want to chuck

this life?

That's right.

You mean it?

Hand on the Bible.

-Ever read it?

-A little.

Marshal, l need the amnesty...

but l need some money to go

With it.

What are you driving at? You got

fifty bucks.

That's the deal.

Marshal, l figure l'm Worth a lot

more than that to you.

You do? Why?

lf l come in, all the others Will

come in right after me.

You're not Worth a red cent to

me, McCord,...

not you or the others. No, no

amnesty for you.

Your record stands, and you'll

pay for it.

Who you got in there, Marshal?

lt's Clay McCord! lt's Clay Mc...

Keep an eye on the office. You come

With me.

Clear out the street. Clay McCord's

in there.

Closer. Get behind.

You Won't get aWay, McCord.

We'll get you even if you run

to Escondido.

Your only chance to get out of

this alive is if l do.

Don't expect me to bargain

With you.

You Won't, but they Will.

All right. NoW, You all clear off

this street...

or you got yourselves a

dead marshal.

Shoot.

Shoot!

Look out!

lt's the Escondido Bunch!

They're raiding again!

lt's no use. We'll never find him

in this forest.

He's probably halfway to

Escondido by noW.

Come on, We're headin' home.

Got to get better quick.

You Will.

l'll help you.

You haven't see me, understand?

Not until l'm better...

or these coyotes Will be

all over me.

l haven't seen you.

Nobody Will.

l'll keep you right here With me.

l'll find some grub...

make you strong again.

Someday l'm gonna take you Where

people eat until they bust.

Where's that?

Care to register, Mister?

Later.

Have my bag brought up to my room,

Will you, please?

Boy?

l think l'll take a look around.

l've never been in your

toWn before.

Sure thing, Mister.

You got a light, Mister?

Thank you.

Anything exciting ever happen in

this toWn?

Are you kiddin'? Less than a Week

ago, We had more...

Shut up, Lou.

What happens in Tascosa ain't

nobody's business but our oWn.

Looks like you've got something

to hide, friend.

What's it to you?

What's it to you?

Nothing.

Just curious.

lt don't pay to be too curious,

Mister. Remember that.

Well. We can't be too careful,

can We?

That's right, sir.

With that amnesty business

goin' on...

any outlaw's liable to pop up, grab

What he Wants...

and never even be put behind bars

at all.

l take it you're against

the amnesty.

HogWash. That's all it is.

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