Great Jesse James Raid, The (1953)

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"Jesse James - Jesse James

Tho' he was just a mean one.

To me he was a friend ..."

I don't know where he is!

I don't know ...

Ma! ... Ma!

I don't know where he is!

I don't know!

Ma ...

Shhh …

Jesse, it's all right, honey.

It's all right.

You been dreamin' again, Jesse.

When are you going to stop

dreamin' that same dream, Jess?

He beat me.

He cut me to ribbons

trying to make me tell where

Frank was hiding with Quantrill.

There was a w*r, then.

A lot of people got hurt

who shouldn’t have.

He made it hard to forget.

That Yankee soldier did!

But you can't go on hating one

dead man the rest of your life.

I swore I'd k*ll him the same

way he tried to k*ll me!

I swore when they buried him

he wouldn't have

enough flesh on his dirty,

stinking body to hold

his bones together.

And I kept my word.

You kept your word

and you've kept running

and hiding ever since!

You think I like

living this way?

And knowing that every day

my chances for staying alive

keep getting

smaller and smaller.

Jess, darling, don't talk

anymore about it.

I didn’t mean what I said

before about running and hiding.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, honey.

You only spoke the truth.

What eats a man most

is when he's gotta hide his

own name from his own son!

When he's too ashamed

to let him know the truth!

Jess, darling. Jess!

He worships you!

He'll grow up loving you,

just like he does now.

And someday, when

he's old enough to know

and understand, we'll tell him.

When he's old enough

to know and understand,

that's when he'll

begin to hate me!

The light!

Who is it?

There's two of 'em.

I can't see their faces.

It's the place.

They're coming to the door.

If there's any sh**ting,

take little Jess out the

back way to the horses.

You know where to go.

I'll meet you there, somehow.

Be careful, Jess.

Jesse … Jesse!

Jesse, are you there?

Can you hear me?

You got a wrong address, Mister.

The name’s Tom Howard

like it says on the mailbox.

- Now move!

- Jesse, it's me, Bob Ford.

I don't know any Bob Ford.

Now I said move!

But I know it's you, Jesse.

You and Zee and little Jess.

You've got to believe it's me!

I've been ridin' a

long way to find you.

- Who's with ya?

- Friend of mine, Sam Wells.

I wouldn't lie to you, Jesse.

I wouldn't be crazy!

You carrying a g*n?

Yeah, I got a g*n, Jesse. The

one you gave me, remember?

I don't remember anything.

Now listen to me, I'm

gonna open this door

and when I do throw that g*n in

on the floor where I can see it.

Then when I tell ya,

come in with your hands

stretched out in front of you.

And if you're lyin' I'll

k*ll ya. Both of you!

All right, come in like I said.

That’s far enough.

Now turn around.

- Bob, it's been a long time.

- A long time, Jesse.

It's all right, Zee.

It's Bob Ford.

You hear me, honey?

I said it's Bob Ford.

Yes Jess, I hear you.

Will you make us some

coffee to bring in, honey?

- This is Sam Wells.

- Glad knowing you.

Looks like this

kind of turned out

to be a good luck

piece you gave me.

You took a lot of convincing.

For a couple of minutes,

I was worried,

maybe you turned unfriendly.

Man like me has got to be

choosy who his friends are.

Especially in the

middle of the night.

I get kinda nervous when I hear

someone call me by my real name.

I think maybe Sam and me

could help put a stop to that.

Interested?

Good old Home Sweet Home.

Jesse James ... family man.

Who'd ever have believed it.

Relax, Sam.

You say you came a long ways?

Colorado. Place called Creede,

up in the Sam Juan district,

along the Rio Grande.

I hear that's pretty

hot mining country.

Hottest mining pay dirt in

the whole United States.

I always wondered why you

headed after that

railroad job at Blue Cut.

That's the time Frank

and I almost got it.

They had Pinkerton men and

posses riding our tails

all through Missouri.

How did you know

where to find me?

My brother Charlie

ran into Cole Younger.

He said you were

living here in St. Jo.,

using the name Tom Howard.

You said it was important,

how important?

Maybe, eh, three hundred

thousand dollars important?

All in gold?

Hello, Zee.

This is Sam Wells ... my wife.

Pleased knowing you, Missus.

Around St. Jo it's Howard.

Even among old friends, gives

us a more comfortable feeling.

Yes … sure, uh, glad

knowing ya, ma'am.

- Thanks.

- Go to bed, honey.

You must be tired.

Try and get some sleep.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Three hundred thousand dollars.

That's a lot of gold.

There's lots of gold

where that comes from.

Sam knows.

This is a chance to play

the prettiest serenade

that was ever heard

in the West, Jesse.

The Big Bob Mine.

Richest diggings around.

They store the gold.

Once a month Wells Fargo

picks up the shipment

and hauls it to

the mint at Denver.

There's never less than two -

three hundred thousand dollars.

Sometimes, even more.

Walking into a bank, or

fixing a train is one thing

but they must have an army

guarding this 24 hours a day!

Sam has it all figured.

We get to the shipment

before Wells Fargo.

I know how to drop

it right in our laps!

He used to be the

foreman at the Big Bob.

I was there when old

Pete White hit silver.

A flash lode,

got worked out fast.

Pete went busted.

Tried to sell his claim.

Everybody called it

Pete White's elephant.

Everybody but Big Bob Williams.

He had a hunch

about there being gold.

He bought Pete's claim for

a couple of hundred dollars,

then struck a vein

that spread out over

half the other side

of the mountain.

Williams put me back

on working for him.

And now?

I've been away on

a vacation a little bit,

Colorado State Penitentiary.

I got some gold dust in my eyes

and I couldn't see too

well what I was doing.

They trip you for high-grading?

You didn't get saddle-sore

all the way from Colorado

just because

you're charitable ...

just because you want to make

a present of some of that gold.

No.

I've got a place

in Creede, Jesse.

Dance Hall, drinks dice,

it's good business

They come down from

the hills heavy with yellow.

A lot of that yellow

rubs off on me.

But one day there's not

going to be any more dirt.

The town will dry up and

die like others have died.

Well I'm not dying with it,

I'm getting mine now.

Sam too, there'll be no more

penny ante high grading ore.

You didn't answer my question.

Why pick me?

Because you can get

the best men for the job.

The ones who'll stay

with it, take chances.

Who won't slobber

all over themselves

or spit up their guts if

anything goes wrong.

Who'll keep their mouths shut

in case we don't all

break away clean!

That kind of men will ride with

you, Jesse, and nobody else.

And you know where to find them.

Twenty-five percent,

just for your cut.

One quarter of the take.

That's enough for you,

your wife and kid

to stay lost anyplace you want.

Mexico, South America …

anyplace.

I don't know.

How much longer do

you think you'll last here?

They've got these decorating

every state east of

Colorado, Jesse.

Kansas, Nebraska, Iowa.

Ten Thousand Dollars is a

lot of blood money, Jesse.

There are lots of greedy people.

Ten thousand's enough

to buy one of them,

who'll turn you in or put

a b*llet in your back,

without even blinking.

Just as sure as you're

standing there, Jesse,

someday someone will.

- How many men do you need?

- Three, not counting us.

A teamster, a gunslinger and

somebody to handle dynamite.

Then what?

Suppose we keep some secrets

from each other, shall we?

I never did like secrets.

We do. Like where the gold

is stored and how to get to it.

You bring us the men, then

we'll tell you all our secrets.

Colorado's a long way

to go just on promises.

A man likes to know

what he's getting into.

What his chances are

for coming out alive.

You speaking for yourself

or Tom Howard?

You shouldn't talk

like that, Bob.

Maybe next time my g*ns

might not be on the wall!

I know.

Why'd you think I said it?

I'll let you know

in the morning.

You can pull up a couple of

chairs and spend the night here.

The fire will keep you warm.

There's some room in

the barn for your horses.

Better get them in out

of the rain. Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Well? What do you think?

- He'll come along.

You can bet on it.

It's just as good as gold.

Come on, let's get

those horses in.

I know what they said, Jess.

I had to listen.

I would've told you.

Bob Ford is no good!

Send them away, Jess.

Send them away now!

What if a man

knows it's all wrong,

but wants to live

like a human being?

Tell them to go away,

please tell them!

What if I do tell them, Zee?

If I don't go, what then?

What more have we got to show?

One less k*lling

they'll want you for,

one less robbery.

Don't you see, Jess?

If you don't stir up anything

new, maybe they'll forget it.

Stop looking for you.

Leave you alone.

Sure. Sure, they'll leave me

alone, when I'm good and dead!

That will probably be

the day I go to bed

without a g*n under

my head for a pillow.

Then maybe I can sleep and

stop dreaming dreams.

Thank you.

- Don't go, Jess. Don't!

- It will be all right, honey.

I've never asked

you not to before

but I'm begging you, Jess.

Don't ask me, Zee.

Don't make me say no to you.

I have to go.

I can't turn my back on

this chance for our freedom.

Come back to me alive.

That's all I ask.

I'll come back ... alive.

After that, no more worries.

No more going away.

Every day, I'll pray for that.

- Jess ...

- Yes?

I ...

Oh, dear, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to

burst in here like that

but I saw two strange men coming

out of the barn with horses

so I come right over,

wondering if there was

anything wrong, or anything.

Takin' another of your

travelin' trips, Mr. Howard?

- Yes, Mrs. Lovett.

- Gone long.

As long as it takes me

to get back, Mrs. Lovett.

Now don't you

worry about a thing.

She and the boy

have their needs,

I don't live that far. One good

holler and I'll be right here.

- You just remember that, honey.

- I'll remember.

Thanks for your kindness,

Mrs. Lovett.

You ready, Tom?

Thanks, Ma'am,

for your hospitality.

Bye, I’ll be seeing you again

sometime, Mrs. ... Howard.

- Meet you in Creede.

- Good luck.

Let's get going.

The key.

You had no cause to sh**t him!

You see him, a rotten hunchback,

full of poison bad luck.

Come on, before I

feel sorry I found you.

Well don't talk that way, Jesse.

I didn't mean no real harm.

Cards, Mr. Hobbs?

Mind this, my love.

Now if that doesn't

change my luck,

I suppose I'll have to give

up my evil, sinful ways

and go back to the good,

clean living. Liquor and women!

A terrible sin, how they

sicken a man's faith.

And now … cards, Mr. Hobbs?

Give me time, Sonny.

Give me time.

I'll just tag along with these.

Well ...

seems like you've got your faith

back in a hurry, Mr. Hobbs.

I'll take a swallow to that.

Put your trust in

Elias Hobbs, my fair ones.

I win this hand,

we toss a hairy-do

the likes of which this slop

bucket town has never seen.

I’ll … eh … take two.

Take away, Sonny. Take away.

I'll just set this in here

on account of maybe it

won't get too lonesome.

It should be worth

about a thousand.

You lose me.

That's a real charitable

bet, Mr. Hobbs.

You know, I'd be most

ungrateful not to call it.

But so, what

you've got left there

shouldn't die of loneliness.

I'll sweeten things

another thousand.

I'd rather die

lonely than broke.

You're not losing your faith

again so soon, Mr. Hobbs?

Now, you're putting the wicked

seeds of doubt in my mind Sonny.

As for me, I'd rather die dead

broke than live a lonely man.

Let's see what I've got to beat.

Just two little pair ...

of deuces.

No sense of even showin' mine.

Well …

another stake, another day.

Too bad.

Like you say,

another stake, another day.

You ... uh ...

wouldn't deny a thirsty man

his last drink, would you?

You low-down, cheatin' ...

Both your hands on

the table, Mr. Hobbs!

You're shufflin'

the deck, Sonny.

See if he's carrying

anything more on him.

Dingus!

'For there will be no

future to the evil man

the lamp of the

wicked shall be put out'

So be it!

An old saying of the

ancient, wise men.

May your filthy

soul rest in peace.

You took a lot

of finding, Elias.

We better get out of here before

the whole place falls in on us!

I'm glad to see you, boy.

I told you my luck would

change, sweetheart.

That's for cheatin' honest,

God-fearin' men!

Wait … I don't like it.

It's too quiet and Pat

not being in the house.

Only that Jay came flyin'

through the window.

A bad sign, a bird in the house.

Means somebody's dead.

Enough of your witchcraft

talk, Brother Arch.

Only gives the Devil bad ideas!

Stand where you are, Mister.

You too. Nobody's smokin'

me off this land.

Now turn around

and get out of here.

Just a minute,

we're not tryin' to ...

You're wastin' a

lifetime, Mister.

I'm looking for Pat Jorette.

You came late. He's dead.

How did it happen?

You're lookin' right at it.

I cut him down and

buried him this morning.

- You must be Johnny!

- Yeah.

I'm an old friend

of your father's.

I don't care who you are.

I'm sayin' it for the last time.

Now get out of here!

Now, cool down, Sonny.

Pat Jorette was

no stranger to us.

We all done a' lot

of ridin' together.

You've got to

believe me, Johnny.

Sure, same as they believed him

when they put a rope

around his neck.

Company, Dingus.

Johnny, those men

riding up, are they ...

I know who you are now.

When my father

used to talk about you,

he always called you 'Dingus'.

They ain't nobody gonna

call anybody nothin'

if we just figure on standin'

here makin' conversation.

They said they'd be back.

Let 'em.

All right, Jorrette,

your time's up!

Come on out peaceable

and there'll be no trouble.

That goes for whoever's

in there with you.

Now, that's what I call

bein' real neighborly!

Get back for some more men!

You two keep Harvey covered!

Must be going for help.

He that helpeth shall stumble.

'And he that is

helped shall fall!'

Oh, I missed him!

The wormy fat-bellied pig!

Easy. Easy, easy girl. Easy.

Jesse! She can

get us out of here!

What do you mean?

I'll hitch her to the wagon

and ride us out.

She's fast and strong,

she'll get us out.

Brother Arch, here,

can sh**t as good from

the hack of a wagon as anyplace.

Let's go!

Get back, boy.

Come on!

I'll open the doors and

we'll come out sh**ting!

Ready?

Ya-hoo!

Ya-hoo!

The horses get

watered and settled?

Yeah, Johnny took care of'em.

He's sittin' out his watch.

What about the boy, Dingus?

You figurin' on

takin' him with us?

I hadn't thought.

We still need someone

to drive wagon.

I was thinkin'

about Clell Miller.

Clell? Forget thinkin'

about him.

He went and got himself married.

Woke up one Sunday morning

found out he was hitched

to a regular Church-goin',

psalm-singing choir thrust.

Got so reformed,

she talked him into

singin' in the tenor section.

- What about Johnny Reno?

- What about Johnny Jorrette?

The way we come riding out of

that barn for a minute I could'a

swore it was his father

Pat handlin' them reins.

Ahh, the kid's

still clean, Elias.

Why dirty him up?

A lot of things can happen.

He's sittin' up there feelin'

lost … scared … lonely!

You ask me, Elias,

sometimes it's a lost,

scared and lonely world

we're all tryin' to live in.

Yeah, I guess sometimes it is.

It ain't how they bring you in

or carry you out that matters.

It's what you do while you're

here they remember you by.

Like how they'll

remember the kid,

if we let him go back, Dingus.

You're a cross, Elias,

between a fox and an old goat.

What do you see

out there, Johnny?

Yesterday or tomorrow?

I still see them whipping that

horse out from under my father.

Letting him hang there ...

to his own rope, his own rafter.

Waiting to make sure

his face turned black,

then sayin' to me, 'go dig a

grave and throw him in it!'

That's what I see,

that's what I hear,

Until I pay 'em all

back the same way.

I know. Why'd they

try to run you out?

They tried to make

him out a horse-thief.

What chance did I have?

Pat was a lot of things,

Johnny, but not that.

Next to livin' for you, why I

think he loved horses most.

Well, he found this bay,

must've stumbled thru

the fence during the night.

I was laying there in

the field, a broken leg

and Pa tried to find out

the owner, but he couldn't.

He didn't have the

heart to sh**t him.

So he got him back to the barn,

and went to work

settin' on his leg.

And he cried real tears

for the pain that bay felt.

But he saved the leg.

Then they came and

swore Pa stole the horse!

The same bay they

put him on and whipped,

when they rode

him off the saddle!

It all happened the

day you showed.

Well, we're pushing

over the mountains

for Colorado in the morning.

Thanks, I've got unfinished

business back the other way.

You never finish that

business, Johnny.

You start to fight one and

end up fighting them all.

You never win.

Well who's supposed to win?

The liars? The cheaters?

Pat's dead, Johnny, you

can't help him anymore.

What do you prove

getting yourself k*lled?

I don't think Pat would

have liked it that way.

I'm still short a man

for this little hurrah.

Are ya?

Well, not anymore, you’re not!

My poor innards are

so shriveled and dried,

my soul is about turned to dust.

I trust the good Brother Robert

has got all the proper remedies

to soothe a man's aching needs?

Sober and out of trouble

this time, Elias, remember!

'He could be hateful,

he could be serene.

He could be tall or

small, or fat or lean.

If he will love me

when I am mean.

That's the man for me.

He can be young,

I don't care if he's old.

He can be warm,

I don't care if he's cold.

Don't mind if he's

a little bit bold.

That's the man for me.

He'll find me ready,

lovable and steady.

If he can make my

dreams come true.

I've been in love before

brother, I know the score.

And only one kind will do.

He may be good or

then he may be bad.

He might make me happy,

maybe make me sad.

But if he'll make me

love him like mad.

That's the man for me'.

(Applause)

- Nice song.

- Thanks.

You cry your heart out

like that for all men?

Not all men.

Excuse me, Miss, you

know if Bob Ford's around?

He might be.

Tell him he's got visitors.

Tom Howard and three friends.

Tom Howard, and three friends.

I'll tell him.

All right, now,

fellas just as soon

as that bevy of gorgeous

girls change their costumes,

they're coming back and

do another number for you.

But in the meantime I've

got a few gadgets here

that I wanna show ya.

And now, fellas, I'm gonna tell

ya what I'm gonna do for you.

I'm not only gonna give ya,

for five dollars, this

miner's panning pan,

but I'm gonna give you

absolutely free of charge.

Now you think, my friends, we’re

crazy when they call me crazy,

I'll show ya that I'm

teched in the head.

I'm gonna give you as well

as that miner's panning pan,

I'm gonna give you

that little divining rod.

Now you know what

this is for. I'll explain it.

Gimme some o' that

prairie poison you're hidin'

back there, friend.

Hold that over the ground.

And that little divining rod

will detect the slightest

little trace of gold.

- Ah!

- A man in California,

not long ago, made

exactly a million dollars

when he discovered ...

Go ahead, take it, boys.

Can't hurt you any more than

gettin' cozy ideas

about that girl.

Her kind has got more

dynamite capped inside her,

than a stick of giant Dan

sizzlin' up a fast fuse.

You stick to

handling the dynamite

and I'll try to keep

the horses gentled.

Just handing out a little

welfarin' advice, that's all.

Dingus?

Elias, you know I've

never had a drink in my life.

Welcome to Creede.

How was the trip.

We're here, Arch Clements,

Johnny Jorrette, Elias Hobbs.

Good brother Robert.

- And your friend, Mr. Ford?

- The name's Kate.

A very personal

friend, Jorrette.

I'll try to remember that.

Oh,speaking of

friends, how's Sam?

I'm kinda anxious

to see him again,

pick up where we left off.

Sam's fine. He's been

keeping everything

nice and warm

until you got here.

Let's go back in

my office and talk.

If you don’t mind

let's talk out here.

More sociable out

here in the open.

You don't have anything

to worry about here.

I just like to make sure.

Move around the tables, and

keep the sucker boys happy.

Helps dry their losing tears.

Why not? It's all part

of making a living.

Nice meeting you all.

That's no way to say goodbye.

When I wanna meet someone for

the second time, I let 'em know.

Music! Music! Go ahead!

Now take it easy, there.

And now you're going to

see the gorgeous girls

performing the latest dance,

crazy from g*y Paree, France.

I said once,

I wanted no trouble.

Now keep peace, both of you!

Or get out now!

Sorry.

I didn't mean no

real harm, Jesse.

Your saying that's getting to

be a bad habit with you, Arch.

Now get rid of it!

You'll have to excuse him, Miss.

He's not very bright sometimes.

I know the type.

There's two things a man's got

an everlasting greed on for

one's a woman, the other's gold!

Bad as a dog tryin'

to catch his own tail.

Come on, Johnny brother Arch,

swallow down your bitterness.

We can't all start hatin'

one another too soon.

Some boys you've got.

My boys are all right.

They know their job!

That Jorrette kid looks

wet behind the ears.

You know I can smell a

trigger-happy gunslinger.

He gets q*eer ideas,

but he's the best there is.

I can handle him.

Now let's get back to Sam.

He's shacked out in

the hills, up at the mine.

That way nobody sees him,

nobody wonders what

he's doing back here.

We head out that way

at sunup tomorrow.

But you and your boys

must be tired. Be my guest.

There are rooms upstairs,

anything you want,

the place is yours.

Well now, that's real generous.

Missouri's a long

way from Colorado.

I just don't like to think

of you getting homesick.

We're partners now,

one big happy family.

Boys, everything's on the

house. Enjoy yourselves.

You are a good man,

Brother Robert.

He that gives to the poor,

shall not lack for himself.

Exactly my sentiments,

rooms are upstairs.

Be ready at sunup

tomorrow morning.

Dingus, you get a

feelin' Brother Robert

is dreamin' up fancy

ideas of his own?

Why? What do you mean?

I dunno, all these free drinks

an' them lovely dancin' ladies,

like a fatted calf

before the k*ll.

My nose smells

somethin' burning.

Same smell I had

the day we rode into

Northfield and got

all chopped up.

Ford wants a piece of that

gold the same as we do.

He's not going to do

anything to hurt his chances.

Not his, maybe ...

And nothing and no one

is going to hurt ours!

I've got my whole

life riding on this one.

I know, Dingus, I know.

You got my life, too,

going on it.

Thanks, Elias.

You're a good friend.

I think I'll try and

get some sleep.

Go ahead, Dingus, don't worry.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Johnny, take care of the horses.

Keep away from that girl!

Keep close by to him.

Keep an eye open. See no

one goes near his room

or her!

An' that goes for you, too,

if you don't want to get

your pants full of buckshot.

Might be worth it!

Glad to see you again.

I brought you the

men you asked for.

Your gunslinger,

driver and powder man.

Arch Clements,

Johnny Jorette, Elias Hobbs.

- Everything set?

- I'm ready.

Well, let's not waste time.

It was right in this room old

Pete White blew his brains out

when they told him

Bib Bob hit gold

on the other side

of the mountain.

We said you bring the men,

we keep no secrets.

A man dies like that leaves

a curse behind him.

I can see the signs all around.

What signs?

Signs ...

Shut your devil's mouth,

Brother Arch,

and swallow all your

mother o' witch talk!

'There shall no curse

torment the righteous,

no fear the unafraid'.

You started saying

there'd be no secrets.

Here's the entrance

to the old mine,

about four hundred yards from

here at the foot of the rocks.

Pete's lode was a deep one,

ran way down into the mountain.

Then we struck a

fault, about here.

There's river runs underground

and feeds into the Rio Grande.

We tried blasting around it.

The whole section collapsed,

the river broke through.

Nobody got out. I was

working an upper level.

We shored up the section,

blocked it off,

then started working off here.

We might as well have been

digging for worms in that rock.

That vein hit dirt

and stayed there.

Pete couldn't lick it.

That's when Williams bought in.

He closed up this end of the

mine, opened a new entrance

on the opposite side

of the mountain. Here.

That's when Big Bob's

gold hunch paid off.

They forgot one little thing,

Pete's old tunnel!

It runs right below!

We blast through that fault,

we'll be sitting there,

lookin' up at 300,000

dollars worth of yellow!

You sure?

Like I was born and

raised in that tunnel,

that's how sure. May be

tricky but it can work.

How tricky?

You brought a good powder man,

nothing to worry about.

There ain't nothing that

Big Dan can't handle

if you treat him gentle enough.

All right, we get the

gold, then what?

I'll be here the day before

with a team and wagon.

The stuff will be too heavy

to hand carry on our horses.

That'll be your job, Jorette,

drivin' those horses.

We use an old stagecoach trail,

runs between

Del Norte and Silverton.

I'll ride point.

Your gunslinger covers us.

Jesse, you and him will ride

both sides of the wagon.

Sam will ride in the

wagon with the gold

to make sure it

stays lashed down

There's an old way

station about half-way.

We stop there and

split up the gold.

After that, every

man is on his own!

I never tell my men what to do.

If they like the setup they go,

if they don't they

forget about it.

It's up to them.

Just be there with

the team and wagon.

In that case, Mr. Ford,

you better get up to

riding point in a hurry.

I get real jumpy over

anybody ridin' behind me.

Thanks, I'll remember.

Well, Jesse, I guess your

boys have given their answer.

Yeah, I guess they have.

That's settled.

Let's open up that tunnel.

There's part of the

mountain washed down

and sealed up the entrance.

What about the

sound of the expl*si*n?

It won't carry

over the mountain.

Big Dan, looks like you an'

me have gotta go to work.

Get clear, I'm

lighting the string!

Let it blow!

Quite a noise, eh, Dingus?

Reminds me of the time we were

ridin' with old

Charley Quantrill.

the day we blew that bridge

under them blue bellies

chasin' us out of Centralis.

Arms and legs flyin'

all over the place.

What a day! Yeah!

What a day! Ha-ha-ha.

Quiet and peaceful like.

Dry as a bone.

No air comin' in here.

I've seen caves at home

in Kentucky like this.

They make for nice tombs.

Here's the spot

we hit the fault.

We blast through it, dig our

way right under the gold cave.

How long?

Oh, if we don't run into any

trouble, about three days.

Well, I'll be headin'

back to town.

You better pick a salty, long

harness team for this ride.

Don't lose any sleep, Jorrette

over my pickin' horses.

I'm the one that's gonna do the

driving, Mr. Ford, remember?

We'll see you back here

in a couple of days, Bob.

We'll handle it in here, Arch,

you watch the scenery outside.

We'll be needin' every

man in the tunnel, Jesse.

I feel more comfortable

with Arch outside.

- Good luck.

- Be seein' ya.

Good Brother Robert,

I can still hear the echo

of my great grandfather's

voice when I was a child

giving me this advice for

when I was to grow up,

'Drink no longer water,

but use a little wine for

thy stomach's sake.'

That's how he put it.

You, uh, don't suppose

you could return

with those priceless

words of wisdom

in a bottle, do you, heh?

Good Brother Roberts?

Well, that's what I thought.

Oh, well ...

We'll need all the

equipment from the shack.

I'll get it.

Gold within our reach,

and yet what comfort is it to

a parched and thirsty spirit.

Dingus! Dingus! Cave-in!

Dingus! Cave-in!

Dingus! Here, Dingus! Here!

Elias!

Dingus!

- Ah.

- There.

- All right.

- Ah. There, that did it.

Oh! For a couple

of minutes there

I thought I was gonna be

missing at my own wake.

That would have been

a terrible disappointment.

- Are you sure you're all right?

- Ahh … Sure.

Let's go.

Wait out here!

I didn't expect to

be meetin' you

so soon again for

the second time.

Funny place to bring a woman.

Especially you!

Things must be uh,

kinda slow back in Creede.

What happened?

Did you lose your voice?

You rotten, low-down,

wormy piece of muck!

You need a good teachin'!

Aaaaah!

Aaaah!

What'd you bring her for?

Take her to the cabin!

If she's not all right,

I'll k*ll you.

What happened?

She slipped near

the edge and fell.

I tried to get to her, lost my

balance and we both went over.

You sure that's the

way it happened, Arch?

Sure I'm sure, Jesse.

Hello … Johnny.

Well now, that's real touching.

Forget It! It's not the

kid's fault, nor hers.

But she stays here, alone.

Find yourselves a

place to sleep outside.

We've got a big day tomorrow.

Sure you didn't lie to me, Arch?

It's just like I said, Jesse.

I slipped and fell,

it was an accident.

I guess it was a mistake,

my comin' here.

But then, what's one

more mistake in a lifetime.

I never was one to do

things the easy way.

It isn't my nature.

Well, here's luck to both of us!

- And thanks.

- Thanks for what?

For keeping our friend Mr. Ford

from climbing all over Johnny.

He's a nice kid.

I hope he stays that way.

You sure you're all right?

I said I was all right!

I ought to know.

Yeah, I guess you ought to.

Jorette ...

get these horses rubbed

down and fed.

Why these don't look like

no 'salty' horses to me.

- They'll tire fast.

- They're the best I could get!

Shut up, all of you! Everyone's

getting too jumpy around here.

We've got too much

riding to do tomorrow

to start cutting each

other's throats now.

I want to check the

tunnel, just to be sure.

I'll go with you, Sam.

Now let's keep it peaceful.

How is she, Jesse?

She thinks you're a nice kid.

She wants you to

keep your nose clean.

Don't let it go to your head.

Forget it!

Forget her. She's not for you.

- She tell you that, too?

- Take my word for it, Johnny.

What do you think?

Ain't no sense worryin'

ahead of time, Dingus.

Anything goin' to happen,

it won't be 'til after

everyone gets to see

the color of that gold.

If Brother Robert's been

buildin' a fire under us,

it won't start burnin'

our bottoms 'til then.

And … uh, Sam?

Ah, poor Sam, he's

been tastin' this stuff

for breakfast, lunch and supper.

Things had better work out,

I can't stand another

day of drinkin' water!

I never figured the girl, Bob.

I don't like it.

Suppose you let her

be on my conscience.

I've got my reasons.

How about you, you all set?

We're right under it.

Brother Elias figures

there'll be no trouble.

Good.

Well?

It's all arranged.

They'll be here.

They'll take care of

the gunslinger first,

while we're still

inside the tunnel.

The minute everyone's

in the open, they get it.

They'll never even

know what hit 'em.

You sure you can trust them?

Sam, if the law wanted

you for m*rder,

and I showed you a way to

get the law to forget about you,

you'd be safe and sure as

money in a bank, wouldn't you?

- Yeah ...

- That's right, Sam.

I traded Jesse in.

He's worth a big fat pardon to

each one of those boys outside.

Besides, they get to split

the ten thousand reward.

Yeah ... I remember you told him

ten thousand was

a lot of blood money.

That it would buy

somebody someday.

You've got a good memory, Sam.

That's not all,

I figured you'd get Jesse,

you'd try to get me, too.

That was stupid of you, Sam.

I yelled, but he couldn't

get out from under it in time.

Maybe you didn't

yell loud enough.

- How're you comin', Elias?

- Patience, Dingus, patience.

This reminds me of

the time we were fixin'

to blow the tracks under

the Little Rock Express.

You and your brother Frank

hurried me so to

get it done by eight.

We caught the morning train,

but got nothin' but a

few passenger pickin's.

What we was really after was

the eight o'clock evenin' train

that was haulin'

seventy five thousand.

There, that does it,

give me them sticks.

Aaaah!

Aaaah!

Aaaah!

g*ns.

An unhappy man, Brother Arch.

Nothin' but evil in him.

Probably the kindest thing he

ever done in his whole life.

Comin' in here to tell us.

Somebody must've found out

somehow and followed me.

Maybe Sam made a deal.

- Too bad nobody can ask him.

- Shut up, you.

Cut it, Johnny, cut it.

She's right. You probably

framed this whole thing.

- Hold on, Brother Roberts.

- Go ahead, Jesse, ask him.

You do your asking

some other time.

If the boys outside are after

the gold they get us first.

If they're not they

get us anyway.

Either way, we're buzzard bait.

We'll sh**t our way out.

You won't live to

pull the trigger.

If I know the set-up,

they're sitting out there,

waiting to blow our heads

off the minute we show.

Maybe not, Dingus.

Maybe we get our chance to

blow our way out of here first.

That is, if Brother Sam

had a good memory.

Accordin' to this, uh, map here,

we're pretty close

to that upper level.

If he could get out of the

mine that way, so can we.

What about the gold?

We'll find a way out first,

then we'll worry about the gold.

You mean you're going to

walk away from a fortune?

What good is it to a dead man!

Ha-ha-ha. Only brother Arch.

He's got a whole mountain

of gold for a coffin.

Ha-ha-ha. Too bad he won't

never know how lucky he is.

Come on, Elias, find the place

and get us out of here.

Yeah, sure hope Brother Sam

had a good memory.

Right up there ahead.

Uh-uh, Dingus.

I'm the only one to

handle this serenade.

You all right?

Funny how you sometimes meet

the nice ones at the wrong time.

She's burnin’ … hold on.

- Elias!

- The river!

Come on.

Look out!

Whoa.

Well ...

in another hour you'll be Tom

Howard back in Saint Jo again.

You know,

we could'a got that gold,

and still made it out

of there somehow.

What difference does

it make now, anyway?

Someday one of

us will pick up a paper

and read how

somebody put a b*llet

in the back of one of our heads.

It’s got to happen

that way, I suppose

You better get hold

of yourself, Jesse.

You're just asking for it.

Where you heading?

My brother Charlie's

place, I guess.

It’s the only place

I've got left to go now.

They'll be huntin' me

just the same as you.

Well ...

So long, Bob.

Give my regards to Zee!

Be seein' you sometimes, Jesse.

"'Twas a dirty little coward

That shot Mr. Howard,

and laid poor

Jesse James in his grave

But in a barroom someone spotted

Bob Ford and there he got it.

The way poor Jesse James

went to his grave."