From Noon Till Three

It's awful damn quiet.

I don't like it.

He don't like it either.

- Where you suppose everyone is? - I don't know and I don't care.

As long they stay there.

Freeze.

Everybody cooperates nobody gets hurt.

What the hell is going on?

Look sharp boys.

He wants to bear loose, me too.

Did you said vamonos? You said what you said?

You still want vamos?

This is our lucky day boys, the one I waited my whole life for.

- Are you nuts? - Yes sir, come this way. I'm not nuts, no.

Easy now, don't be too anxious, easy.

Easy now, easy, go get it.

Go get it, fill them bags.

- Fill them up high boys. - Mostly fifty's and hundreds.

Don't take anything smaller.

Your first job, you going to be able to retire.

- Well, I'm suppose to buy that farm. - What you going to do Bucky?

Going to Si in a rocking chair and go fishing for the rest of my life, what about you?

He pisses all the way on dames, be broke in a week.

It's a damn lie, a month maybe, but not a week?

- Mine is full. - Mine too.

Well, there's plenty more boys, don't be bashful, in your shirt, in your shirt.

In your pantys, in your pantys.

Under your hat.

Step, step, step, this is the propitious moment.

A little shy, that's not him.

Not a person not a sound.

Maybe was son kind of an epidemic.

He says maybe is siesta.

You tell him this is the United States a we got better things to do with our...

time than to lay around in our asses in the middle of the day.

- Oh, shit. - What's the matter?

Up there.

Let's keep going like nothing was wrong.

Are you alright?

- Ah, yeah. - Oh, what is it? Something wrong?

A Nightmare.

He said it serve you right, you didn't know that chili.

We got a busy day tomorrow, cut your cabbage,

- Buck? - Yeah?

Think is enough money in that bank to make it worthwhile?

Yes.

- What is you dreamed about? - Nothing.

- Mean you don't remember? - No.

- Must've been some pretty awful... - I don't remember.

Go to sleep.

I've never robbed a bank with a virgin before.

A double virgin, his first raid and never been thee.

- Give the kid a break, - Don't bother me none.

Graham knows a girl who'd be glad to cure you that second one, right Graham?

- Why don't you give your ass a chance? - That's enough.

He says he sound kind uneasy.

Easy, easy...

- How did it happen? - Chuckhole.

We saw you at the window ma'am.

- Beautiful place you have here ma'am. - What is it you want?

My associates and I are on our way to an important business meeting in Gladstone City.

Unfortunately, this gentleman horse broke one of his leg a few miles back.

We need a horse, got any?

We pay top money, well.

I'm afraid I don't have any horses for sale or otherwise.

- What's the barn for? - Horses.

The couple that work for me had taken them to town for the day.

- Now, what do you suppose that is? - We also keep cows in there, it was a cow.

I'll go have a look.

Now, if he finds a horse in there, you going to pay a little fine, for lying.

A little penalty.

- You speak Mexican? - Thankfully no.

Well?

There's no horse in that barn.

- These some kick the stall, we all heard it. - Like she said, it's a cow.

There isn't another place between here and Gladstone City where we might get a horse.

So we can going in riding double.

- Looks like you miss this one Graham. - Damn, I hate to do that.

I know, but that's the way it is, you wait here.

We'll grab a horse on the way out of town and pick you up on the way back.

Can we do it just four?

- If I had any doubts I'd call it off. - He don't get no share.

I'll divide at four ways, those of you money giving something can.

He said he never heard a cow kick a stall like that and neither did I.

- You saying I'm a liar? - I said nothing.

I'm just going out to that barn and have a peek...

on a chance that you might've overlook something.

You take one step to that barn is the same as calling me a liar.

I can take that bank with four men but I can't do it with three.

- We continue this little conversation later. - Whenever you like.

It's noon now.

Take everything goes right, we shall be back here at 3 o'clock.

- I'll be ready. - She heard everything.

- I'll keep an eye on it. - I'm sure you will.

That horse is the barn is my dearest pet, thank you for lying.

No man with an answer regards the woman would've done less.

Very nice.

The house.

Thank you.

Reminds me of the many fine mansions before the war, including my own.

- I take you were not always an outlaw. - I was Colonel under General Lee.

Return to find my home destroyed, business...

caught couple of carpetbaggers in the act...

shot them.

Forced me to my present way of live, forgive me.

Oh, there's no need to apologize.

Who lives here beside you?

Sis Edna and Sam attend the place but they're out for the day, they've gone to town.

- Your husband? - He's gone too.

- Where and for how long? - He passed away two years ago.

- My condolences. - Thank you.

I'm sorry to have to do this, but force of habit can tell me search the house...

make sure there's no one else here.

- Understand, if you like I'll lead the way. - If you'd be so king.

The parlor.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That leads to the kitchen.

- What sort of a room is this? - A music room.

Though, it hasn't been used since my husband died.

Wait, just a minute.

- Where is that door go? - The cellar.

I keep preserves in that corner and sometimes a jar explodes.

- You see? - Yes.

Then let me go.

- Sir... - What?

I'd appreciate if you unhand me.

My apologies.

For moment there in the dark I was transported to another time and...

- someone I held very dear. - I suggest we resume our tour.

- How many rooms? - I never counted.

- I would prefer do not go in here. - Why not?

- Personal reasons. - What kind of room is it?

- I give you my word there's no one in there. - What kind of room is it?

A bedroom.

I don't doubt your word but if I don't see for myself I won't be able to realize.

Where is the key?

It's a shame to damage such a fine piece of woodwork.

All right.

After you.

Open those.

That one too.

- Who do this belongs to? - Don't touch it.

- Who do they belong to? - Belong to Mr. Starbuck.

- Who is he? - My husband.

- But you told me he passed away. - He did.

Then, why are his things laid out?

Mr. Starbuck died on his way from town one evening.

His things are line there just as they were that night.

They have not and they will never be disturb.

How can you sleep in that bed without disturbing?

I haven't slept in that bed since the day it happened.

And now if you don't mind I'd like to discontinue this conversation.

If you don't want to be reminded of it, why do you keep this room like a museum?

You are a beautiful woman...

locked away here in the bloom of your life.

It's crime against nature.

What happened to the gentleman, the chivalry?

The first law of chivalry is to rescue ladies...

in distress and I never met a lady more in distress than you.

Your concern is misplace, my life is a happy one and very pleasant to me.

Then, why are you crying?

I'm sorry, are you alright?

- I feel if I faint. - Can I get you something?

There is some brandy in the library.

Be right back in two chase.

Glad to see you're feeling better.

Put your hands up.

First grade,

Mr. Starbuck taught me to use this gun, I learned well.

Amen.

- Your husband was a lucky man. - Unbuckle your gun belt and drop it.

Do as I say.

Sit there.

Hands on your head.

Stop rocking.

Yes ma'am.

- If you move as much as a hair, I'll shoot. - Yes ma'am.

If you think you make me so uncomfortable I'd low my guard...

your entry is big disappointment.

- Oh boy, I've no such intention. - Then why are you staring at me?

You told you shoot me if I move so much as a hair.

But doesn't include your eyes. You may look where you wish.

Thank you ma'am.

- You are still staring at me. - Told me I could look where I wish.

Anywhere but at me.

Been a long time since I slept in a bed like that.

That gray haired gentleman in the picture your father?

That gray haired gentleman is Mr. Starbuck, my late husband.

Guess my eyes are not what they used to be, I took him to be...

in his 60.

He was 45 when he died.

My eyes are worse than I thought.

They provide you spectacles when you get to prison.

Do you figure out yet how you're going to get me there?

No.

My friends will be back at three o'clock and if happens they find us like...

this would be embarrassing for me.

And very dangerous for you.

Well, don't worry, I'll think of something.

- You know what I think? - No and I don't dare to.