Last of the Dogmen

You boys have any luck?

Does the phrase needle in a haystack

ring a bell?

Try down there by buck creek.

They mighta got that far.

10-4.

I want those bastards found.

You got the right head pallet?

All the way up.

Sheriff, they killed one of the guards.

They cut his throat.

Geez.

- Somebody give me a hand. - Keep his head up.

- I need some more bandages. - Here, pop 'em out.

You got the right head pallet?

What do you figure they'll do?

Keep running, make for the border.

Buy a little condo on a lake somewhere

and live happily ever after.

There's only one thing standing in their way.

4,000 square miles of the roughest country

god ever put on a map.

There's not a road, not a town.

Hell, there's places out there

haven't even seen a footprint.

- Sheriff? - Put him down there.

All done, let's go.

Who are those guys?

Strap 'em down!

Find gates.

Lewis gates?

But I thought that you...

Just find him.

Yes, sir.

Take it easy, guys.

Rise and shine, Lewis.

What are you looking at?

You were supposed to stop me after three, remember?

Lewis!

- I hope you remember where we parked 'cause I sure don't.

Whoa!

Lewis!

- I didn't do it, and whoever said I did is a liar.

- Busload of state prisoners went off the highway

near Logan pass last night, three escaped.

They're headed straight into the oxbow.

I don't do that kind of work anymore.

Lewis, wait!

The FBI showed up.

Lewis, they need one brought out alive.

Deegan himself sent me to find you.

Tell Deegan he can kiss my ass.

You're gonna have to do that yourself.

Briggs.

- Just talk to him, otherwise he'll chew my butt.

Lewis, please.

- Deegan, I'm telling you what I told your deputy.

Not interested.

- Now you listen good, I need you on this one.

Drunk or sober, you're still the best tracker in the state.

You always were a charmer.

Briggs, is that mangy dog of his there?

Could use a bath, sir.

Well, I just got a complaint

that he's been chasing deer again.

Now / want you to take Mr. Gates down to the county lockup.

15 days for wildlife harassment

and failure to obey the leash law.

Leash law?

You shouldn't provoke him, Lewis.

- Hell, I shouldn't do a lot of things I end up doing.

You going in after them convict fellers?

Yeah, it appears I am.

- My cousin walked into them mountains 20 years ago.

Never come out.

Any message in case I come across him?

Yeah, tell him I run off with his wife.

Come on, zip.

Where'd they go in?

Bottom of the ravine.

Dogs lost the trail at the north fork.

Armed?

More than likely.

- 12-Gauge pump and .357 still unaccounted for.

- That'll be 4,000 cash per man plus expenses.

- You'll get what you're always paid and not a dime more.

- Come on, zip, I guess we're going to jail.

Sheriff.

Gates!

I don't give a shit about the other two.

Sears comes out alive.

There's one scratch on him, you don't even get horse feed.

I'll treat him with kid gloves.

What are you waiting for?

Go on, get to work.

Good boy, zip.

Looks like we weren't the only ones who got thirsty.

Four legs or two?

Go on, check it out.

Bah, damn it, zip!

I almost let the air out of you.

Make some noise next time, will you?

Hey, it's my hat, you know.

Howdy, boys.

Ah, relax.

They ain't goin' anywhere.

We can go up and grab them at first light.

Besides, I'm beat.

Tomorrow we cash in, zippy.

Maybe we'll finally get that log cabin built.

You think you could handle a real roof over your head?

Course this ain't such a bad roof either.

- Huh, what? - Shh.

Shh.

What is it?

Somebody's out there.

And the kid?

Leave him.

Hee-yah!

He'll be back.

- Hell no, not with a gut full of buckshot.

What the hell was that?

- Hey! - I'm gettin' outta here!

Ah, goddamn it!

Come on!

Shit!

Who are you?

Who are you?

I was beginning to wonder about you.

Sears gave you any trouble?

No trouble at all.

You know, we never talked about what happened.

We should have.

There's nothing to talk about.

My daughter's dead.

Now where's my man?

You want the rest of 'em,

you ride in and find 'em yourself.

What the hell is this?

That's all that's left of your runners.

- What? - They're dead.

All of 'em?

What the hell happened?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

Goddamn it, don't play games!

I don't know!

I was moving in, everything was fine.

Then I heard gunshots.

When I got to where they should have been,

all I found was that shirt

and enough blood on the ground to paint this office.

No bodies, nothing.

- You expect me to believe this cock and bull story?

I don't give a damn what you believe.

All I know is that I've wasted four days,

and I'm out 12 grand.

- Where you going? - Sheriff?

I need a drink.

- Sheriff, gates is... - Just leaving.

I'm not finished with you!

I want some answers!

Well, that makes two of us.

Shit.

I'm looking for professor Sloan.

Over there.

Where's professor Sloan?

Over that way.

- Excuse me, I'm looking for professor Sloan.

Probably dropped them inside because...

Bones are broken to indicate othenivise.

Excuse me.

Where the hell is professor Sloan?

And please don't ask me to go over there.

I've already been over there and over there and over there.

Who wants to know?

Give me a break, lady.

It took me three and a half hours to drive up here

to meet this guy.

I'm about ready to sic my dog on somebody.

You call that a dog?

- Will somebody just point out the old fart?

Lillian Diane.

You're not the first person to make that mistake, mister...

Gates, Lewis gates.

Gates.

All right, take this to Sandy

and have her clean it up by tonight, okay?

Good work.

So Mr. Gates, what can this old fart do for you?

You don't really look like a professor.

So where'd you find this?

In the oxbow.

The oxbow, wasn't that just in the news?

Something about convicts?

- Yeah, I'm the guy they hired to find 'em.

Bounty hunter?

Please, a civil servant.

It sounds a little less...

Barbaric?