Return of Sabata

(WHISPERING) Sabata.

(WHISPERING) Sabata.

Now what do you do

when your gun's empty

and there isn't any time for you to reload?

Let me have your gun.

The grand finale of the show.

Bing! Boom!

Ladies and gentlemen, our next show is at 8:40.

Come one. Come all.

(OVER PA) Ladies and gentlemen, come back again.

Tell your friends, the fine people of the city of Hobsonville,

they can't afford to miss the most unique show of all time.

Anyone who can hold a gun

is eligible for challenging our champion.

Make your reservations now,

for the next show beginning at 8:40 this evening.

As many as six contestants will be permitted to compete at the same time.

Don't pass up a chance like this to show your skills.

Step right up. It only costs a dollar.

The blank cartridges, the gun, and the challenger's shirt,

decorated with a souvenir you can wear proudly,

are all included in the price.

Extraordinary! I don't know how you do it.

All those bullets are real!

- Would you like to try one yourself? - Oh, I couldn't.

(OVER PA) Step right up, gentlemen. Apply right now.

Anyone who manages to beat our champion

wins 10 times the money he bet.

This way, gentlemen.

There's the cashier.

Don't pass up the chance

to match your skill and marksmanship with our great champion.

Citizens of Hobsonville, here's your opportunity

to challenge our great champion.

Prove to yourself what a steady hand you have,

what a good eye,

and what a sharp aim you've got...

Hey, watch it, will you!

Major.

At ease.

Lieutenant.

Why'd you run off?

Um...

I didn't want you to be upset.

I mean, when I saw my superior officer endin' up

in a sideshow...

There are worse places to be.

Uh, what do you mean?

Uh, nothin'.

Remember this?

Hey!

My good-luck piece.

The medal I won in the war.

You lost it at poker, remember?

You can win it back at poker, if you want.

No more poker.

I'm finished with that game.

Even three years have passed,

I haven't forgotten that $5,000 I owe you.

I've begun saving,

and, well, I'll pay it back to you one day.

I give you my word.

Bet it's pretty difficult to cash that.

Where can I find you?

Right here in Hobsonville.

I've got a friend, runs a gambling house.

We were in the army together.

You picked the worst place.

Hobsonville doesn't have any money to spare.

20 black.

Number 20 wins the round.

There you are.

Lieutenant, this town is rotten.

It's really rotten.

You're winning, Major.

Uh...

I'd like to talk to you.

Right now?

Before you break the bank.

Place your bets.

Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen, please.

The yellow goes on number eight.

Very well, ma'am.

Place your bets down, everybody.

Round and round she goes.

You're a rich man now.

I'm listening.

If you like to play with a magnet in your cigar case,

there's a much bigger gambling joint over in Redstone.

You'll do even better there.

Ah.

You see, Major, here in Hobsonville,

we're all honest, hardworking folks.

Here.

I pried this magnet from under your roulette table.

You mean you won without any help?

Damn! What luck!

What's lucky about it?

You should be a sleight-of—hand artist.

They have one workin' at the circus.

His name is Pickles.

Partners?

Well...

Don't worry.

Only until you pay back the $5,000 you owe me.

Where do I change these, with the cashier?

Oh, no, no. I'll do it.

How come there are so many Irishmen in this town?

They've got an organisation here.

They work for the progress of Hobsonville.

They're a big family.

All those brothers, cousins, in-laws, can't keep track of them.

And the family's run by Joe McIntock,

who's the smartest one.

That soul who hath horses and golden robes,

saith the beggar,

and jars overflowin' with gold and precious stones,

he shall place at thy feet all his riches, woman,

for thou art here to be purchased.

But she who is full of the grace of the Lord God,

spurneth riches and golden robes.

We pray to thee, O Lord, to keep us away from men

possessed of the fleeting pleasures of the carnal urge,

of violence,

of the will to create discord.

Oh, Father, let us go back to the innocence we knew originally

so we can claim our future in Christ.

Amen.

Amen.