Django

For wild animals...

...we give them a whipping when they turn against us.

This'll teach you not to run away.

Here.

You know what this cross means, don't you? You Mexican bitch!

The flames will purify your sins.

What cemetery spat you out?

If you're here to bury these corpses, hurry it up and keep quiet.

But I like conversation.

Seems like you're in a damned hurry

to end up in that coffin you're dragging around.

Maybe so.

You're from the North.

I fought for the North.

We don't like the ones who fought for the North.

This is the South.

I can see that, brother. I can see that.

Let's get it over with. What do we care about this bum?

- Let's just take care of the woman. - It's not nice to harm women.

What did you say?

It doesn't matter.

What matters is that you're about to die.

My name is Django.

As long as you're with me, no one will harm you.

You wouldn't get far.

Besides, it's not time to cross that bridge.

My path, for now, goes the opposite way.

What's your name?

- Maria. - Let's go, then.

A bed for the girl.

Anything for you, stranger. But for the girl, no.

She can't stay here.

Besides, I don't have any more rooms. They're all taken.

Go see for yourself.

The key to your room.

Come on, give it to me.

Don't worry. I'll pay for the inconvenience.

That should be enough.

Thank you. Look.

Get some sleep. You've had quite a day.

The room is upstairs at the end of the hall.

In the morning the girl must go.

Morning at the latest. I'm sorry.

Got it?

One should never be in a hurry, friend.

Bring me something to eat.

Here you go.

If your trade is coffins, you've sure come to the right place.

I've met few customers, so far.

When this damned war got started

between Hugo's Mexicans and Major Jackson's Southerners,

everyone left and the town became what it is today.

A dead town.

And your girls sleep with the ghosts.

Well, we manage. A little with the Mexicans,

a little with Major Jackson's men.

We don't want trouble from anyone.

You're impartial.

There's some kind of agreement. This is a neutral zone.

But we pay dearly for the privilege of living.

You're new around here, young man, and you don't know Major Jackson.

You don't know him, do you?

Who I know doesn't concern you, old man.

Will you buy me a drink?

It takes guts to bring that girl along with you.

It means taking on both the racists and the Mexicans.

- I like taking people on. - Really? All the better, then.

You know, my colleagues are afraid of your coffin.

It doesn't bother me, though.

It's a job like any other.

Is there somebody in there?

A man named Django.

Good morning, brother Jonathan.

For this month's dues...

...this is all I could scrape together.

Business is bad.

Tell that to the Major himself.

I need to change into a different dress.

In a little while the Major's men will be here.

Maybe the Major himself, too. He doesn't like green.

He's crazy about red.

Here.

I'll change here. I'm used to having my mirror.

Don't worry. You might save yourself if you're nice to the Major.

Why don't you put on a red dress? Come on, trust me.

Put on a red dress, and you'll save yourself.

Major Jackson has nothing against you.

It's the Mexicans he can't stand.

He says it's the color of their skin that bothers him.

You really went looking for trouble. You could have stayed here with us.

But you ran off and fell right into the hands of Jackson's worst enemies, the Mexicans.

Why did you run away from them, too?

- What is it you're looking for? - I don't know.

You don't know?

Think you can pull my leg?

Of course they'll kill your man.

Too bad, such a good-looking boy.

A deck of cards, please.

He wants a deck of cards.

You like playing with the dead guy, eh?

If you do what I say, you'll be fine. Fix yourself up as much as you can.

- It won't be difficult for you. - Thanks, but it wouldn't help.

Damn it.

That's Jackson having fun. Some Mexican must have refused to pay.

So they're making him run.

It's terrible.

Go on.

Another one.

I'm bored. You take over.

Go!

There's an interesting new arrival in town.

Now they'll come here.

They'll be looking for a good time. Come.

Lock yourself in and don't move.

Major Jackson and his men are coming!

Good morning, Major Jackson.

- Welcome, make yourselves at home. - Come.

Unfortunately, it's not all here, but as soon as I can I...

I believe you, Nathaniel.

I believe you.

Cowards never cheat, I know it well.

Especially when they pay for protection.

You'll give me your dues at Fort Charriba next week.

Next week, as you wish. Thank you, Major. Thank you.

Hey, you.

- Come upstairs with me. - I don't feel like it.

- Come on, let's go. - No. You don't own me.

If not with him, then come with me.

She said she doesn't feel like it.

Let her go.

Hold it.

- Send the girls upstairs, Nathaniel. - Go on, girls. Up to your rooms.

You too.

You have to be very brave to talk to Ringo like that.

Brave or reckless.

Like the dirty Northerner who killed five of my men down at the river.

He must have been pretty slick.

Five all at once. That's a specialist's touch.

He also took a woman with him, a whore sold to the Mexicans.

A woman who betrayed our race.

The war is over, and those things have gone out of style.

I'm sorry to contradict you, but my war will never end, friend.

You're smart to drag a coffin around. You'll get special treatment.

We'll bury you.

Usually we throw Unionist carrion to the vultures, to poison them.

I didn't realize that racism extended to the poor vultures, as well.

I thought it only applied to Southern pigs.

Let's get on with it, boys.

We've talked enough today.

I've got one more bullet.

But that would be too easy.

How many men do you have left, pig?

I asked you how many men you have.

Forty-

Good, pig. Next time, bring all 40 with you.

It'll be more fun.

I'll be here, waiting for you.

Don't worry.

We'll come.

You can clean up.

But don't use my coffin.

I'll take a blanket.

Thank you.

- What for? - For what you did for me.

I didn't do it for you.

Then thanks anyway.

You say "thanks" too much. We'll see if I was right to save you.

I thank you because, even if only for a few moments,

you've given me the feeling of having a man nearby to protect me.

To love me.

In that case, the illusion must be complete.

Brief, but complete.

Why did you let Major Jackson go?

He'll come back with his 40 jailbirds and kill us all.

I know him all too well.

What are you afraid of, old man? You pay for his protection.

I pay so I won't get killed like the ones he calls inferior

because of their dark skin.

The sun can also make your skin dark.

Yes, but Jackson and his men will never admit it.

They have some kind of religion. Have you seen the red hoods?

They're fanatics. They're crazy.

Sometimes fanatics must be eliminated for the good of everyone else.

I know, but you can't do it alone.

I'm not alone.

Go away. Take the girl and go far away from here.

You worry too much, old man. It's bad for your health.

Quickly, before Jackson gets here.

Go, you could try to reach the swamp and get to the other side.

You better go back inside.

My plans haven't changed.

But if he finds you here, he'll take it out on us and kill us!

There's nothing to fear, old man. I told you.

I'm not alone.

Nathaniel, if you went to warn the Mexicans,

who knows, maybe those two could make it out alive.

Yeah, and I wouldn't make it even as far as the cemetery alive.

With all those hooded maniacs gathering right outside town...

I'll tell you the truth.

I'm sorry, but I have to hope they kill him right away.