The Dirty Outlaws (El desperado)

What are we waiting for?

Get him now!

Come on!

Come on, move!

That 'hurts!

- Pull it. - Come on!

Go!

Stop! Stop!

- What has this man done? - He pinched a horse.

He stole a horse.

- No offence, pastor. - You can't do that! There's no charge.

Ain't necessary! We busted him.

You can't hang him for stealing horses.

See, desperado. The preacher is defending you.

Who knew that a man of God defend see someone like you.

Let the preacher pray for this bastard.

But we'll hang him first!

Go with God, my son.

You'll soon be face to face with him.

Pray for His forgiveness! For your self!

- And for them. - Get out of here, Preacher.

I don't want to pray.

He'll be fine in hell when I get through.

It can't be a bit worse than here.

Go on, get it over with.

Thou shalt not steal, isn't that what the Bible says?

Preacher?

One minute, preacher.

- Give me the Bible. - Thanks to the God!

- At the right time. - On time!

It's no use all going through this. It's just a waste of time!

All right, make it quick, preacher. Gotta hang him anyhow, bastard start praying.

Hallelujah!

Praise the Lord showing you the path of salvation.

The Almighty will hear your prayers and be with you

in your hours of needs.

The string is going tighter, So repent, my son.

Repent and God will save you!

Yes, repent!

That you may be forgiven for your sins.

In a moment you will be in peace.

And know the joys of everlasting life.

Proceed...

Do you have a smoke Jonathan?

What have you done these past two years? Where've you been?

- Here and there... - Something interesting?

I just lived.

Where're you going now?

Away from here.

- Always alone, heh? - Sure, I always go alone!

That's only Confederates retreating.

Why not come with me to Calin?

Certain churches there are filled with gold waiting for us to take.

No.

Here.

Think it over.

You won't live long if you go risking a life for a horse.

I might die, but I do it alone.

Reverend, with all due respect, the Major would be obliged if you come with us.

- Some of our boys are wounded badly. - Sure...

- I don't have the Good book with me. - A little comfort is what they need.

Good journey, preacher!

Give me... your horse.

Bury me.

Don't leave me to the buzzards.

Please, mister.

I have no time.

You will not have to wait long.

Take my gun.

If you ever get to a place called Overton, give it to my father.

He is blind...

but he sees with his hands.

Sam Flannigan... is my father.

Overton is...

...about 75 miles north away.

It is a ghost town now.

Only my father lives there.

We were going... to buy a ranch with that money.

You said Overton?

Father! Leave Overton!

Buy the rancho!

Use the money I sent you.

That's what's it for.

The ranch.

Buy the rancho.

I want you to...

do well... won't you for me...

There is not soul inside.

Sure, they sent us to a ghost town.

They sent us because nobody is in and you're surprised by no one around here?

Well, let's have a look.

This place is the western gold rush towns they wrote about in the papers back home.

Come on, you let me know how to read now?

Well, maybe somebody read me the stories.

Over there!

You hear that?

Two soldiers of the cavalry.

Why don't you call them? Might want to talk with us!

But they didn't stop, they went on by.

And besides they were both so ugly, neither of them could've been Bill.

Maybe I exaggerated.

You're tired of me hearing talking about him, aren't you?

No, I think it's wonderful to hear someone talk about the person he loves.

I always reckon...

if one our soldiers have news of Bill.

Tell me the truth, Katy.

Is it true that the South was defeated and they want to stop the fighting?

Now tell me everything.

In Tolville, Sam, when I delivered the two revolvers, they said they were worthless.

And that now you'd better off making safe and hedges.

Certainly.

So they can get those guns at $10 less.

If we had Bill,

they'd respect us more.

You had to pick the worst house to stay in?

It's no worse than the others.

But if the cholera epidemic was over, why there ain't anybody here now?

Because the Yankees will get here soon,

and that scares more than cholera.

You start the fire. I'll get the rifles.

It sucks.

This is no town, it's a swamp.

Sam! Sam!

Sam Flannigan!

Sam!

Sam!

Sam Flannigan!

It's me! Bill!

Hey, Bill?

Is that you, Bill?

Bill!

- Why don't you answer? - 'Yes. It's me here.

My son.

Welcome back, son.

Come inside your house.

You're home again!

Everything is just as it was.

Please, Katy.

Tell me, why you're so different?

I want to hear about everything that happened to you all these years.

I hardly know you.

Here. I still have this you gave me.

Yes.

You know Bill, three years is a long time.

Thanks.

I am Katy.

I often wrote to you about her, Bill.

I haven't received any letters from home for a long time.

Katy is my right hand. She does everything for me.

Takes my work and travels around making sales.

Her folks all died from the cholera.

- You're not wounded, are you Bill? - No.

Tell me the truth, Katy.

The truth.

No, he's not injured.

You see I was right not to leave Overton with the other folks.

I knew I should've waited for you.

If I had not as expected,

I'd rather died here in our house.

What is this what I'm eating?

You'd better off not looking at it.

How much gold'll there be on that wagon?

I do not know. Heard that it was salary of two months of the division.

Figure it out. I can't.

Two rebel rats like us.

And all that gold.

- Is the war going bad for us, son? - Yes.

It is not. It's going very bad.

As soon as it's over we buy the ranch.

- You remember that. - Yes, the ranch.

You haven't spend it, have you?

What?

The money.

How could you even say such a thing to your father, son?

It's all there! I even added a bit to of myself.

Is it in a safe place?

The very place you chose. That flour mill in Russels.

But one place is as good as another. Who would look for that much in Overton nowadays?

But enough of that. Tell me about yourself, son.

I wanna hear all that's happened.

Not just now. It brings bad memories.

And now... now I'm tired.

We'll be talking more about it, tomorrow.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight, son. - Goodnight.

Maybe I'm unfair to him.

I don't know.

- He has mighty changed. - It's the war.

It is the war that makes him like that.

When it's all over, he'll be just the way it was before.

Are you still awake?

When I'm really tired, I can't sleep. And you?

- I saw the light... - I wanted to make sure that father's money...

was still where I'd hidden it.

I know. I've been guarding the money.

Am I like you'd have imagined me?

Tell me the truth.

I understand.

I'm different.

But...