Will Penny Page #3
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- 1967
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Here is the last place
before that town, and...
you know, maybe
I'll never get there.
Will... I'd like to
have a sure drink here.
Better than a maybe drink later on.
It couldn't hurt so much, one drink.
Come on!
Yes, sir! Planning means a man
don't get any unhappy surprises.
Take your friend. You know,
and he knows, he's gonna die.
You don't have to fight over
his goods. Take that coat,
for a coat like that, I'd
give a man five, six dollars.
- You...!
- Will!
Give us a bottle and three glasses.
Can you pay?
You got more guts than a
man could hang on a fence.
We can pay.
How's she taste?
Damned if I know. But it
sure burns a dollar's worth.
Good, ain't it?
Ma!
- Ma!
- HG, don't shout. I can hear you.
There's a man, he's hurt.
- Is he alive?
- Sure is.
He's cussing something awful, some
words I never even heard before.
You have to get to a
doctor, immediately.
Too late for a doctor. No...
I'm just a dying cowboy.
Well... There must
be something I can do.
If, maybe, you could...
hold my hand?
- Of course.
- You're an angel, lady.
- Tell me, how did it happen?
Wild Indians they was, lady.
Maybe... fifty.
My friends ran away and
left me to fight them off.
Why, the cowards! That's terrible!
Ja, that's right. Them bummers.
They wait until them
Indians is all finished,
then they come back,
and bring me here.
Here you go, Dutchy.
Thanks, Will.
Least I can do after you
killed all them Indians.
Are you one of the men, his
friends, who left him to the savages?
- We surely did.
- You call yourself a man?
You call yourself his friend
and then you do this to him.
If I were you, I'd never speak...
I would never speak to them again.
Ja. Maybe I won't.
I cannot comprehend behaviour
like yours, I simply can't.
It's easy to figure, ma'am.
We just ain't as brave as him.
Dutchy's... plumb brave.
Yes. And you leave
him to die in the cold.
That won't help him, juggling
that bullet around in his innards.
Is that going to help him?
It may not put him back on his feet but
it won't put him in his grave either.
I can do to help you?
No.
Hey, Will.
What he said, that... Schwein...
is he right, do you think?
- I will die?
- It happens to all of us, Dutchy.
No, Will. You know what I mean.
Is now my time?
We'll get you to that doctor.
I don't know, Dutchy.
How the hell do I know?
There's a lot I ain't
done yet. Cowboyin' around.
Hurts like hell.
- I'll get you another drink.
- Will?
I'm only 27 years old.
- Want part of the bet?
- What bet?
He bet 50 dollars Dutchy
don't make it to... Where's it?
- Alfred.
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