Unforgiven

Delilah: It's small!

Delilah: No, please. No! Please!

Mike: Davey!

Come running, lad!

Delilah: Stop! Mike: Brand you like a damn steer, bitch!

- Delilah: No. Please! - Hold the bitch! Go on, hold her!

Hold her, damn it, I'll cut her tits off!

Alice: Go get skinny! Quick!

Ah! Davey: Mike, don't!

Alice: Skinny!

Think it's funny?

Alice: Skinny, get the gun!

The gun, skinny!

Get off of her, cowboy.

Little bill: Wouldn't let you settle it? Clyde: You know skinny.

He says he'll shoot them. I says, "you can't."

He says, "get little bill." I says, "he's sleeping."

He says he don't care. He'll shoot them boys soon.

Little bill: She gonna die?

She's gonna live.

She didn't steal nothing or touch his poke.

When she seen his teensy little pecker...

She giggled. She didn't know no better.

You can hang them, little bill.

Little bill: Clyde...

Step over to the office and get the bullwhip.

A whipping's all they get after what they done?

- It ain't no little thing, Alice. - But what they done...

Alice! Shut up!

- Whipping ain't gonna settle this. - No?

Here's a contract between me and Delilah Fitzgerald, the cut whore.

I brought her from Boston, paid her expenses and all.

I got a contract that represents an investment of capital.

Property.

Skinny: Damaged property.

Like if I hamstrung one of their ponies.

You think nobody'll fuck her now?

Skinny: Hell, no!

Won't pay to do it.

She can clean, but nobody's gonna pay good money for a cut-up whore!

You boys are off the bar t. Got your own string of ponies?

Yeah, I got four.

Six.

You just as soon not have a trial, no fuss?

No, sir.

All right.

You did the cutting.

Come the fall, you bring in five ponies to skinny here.

And you! You bring in two.

- Little bill: You give them over, hear? - Yes, sir.

Here's the bullwhip, bill.

Maybe we don't need this now.

Let me tell you, come the spring, skinny don't have those ponies...

- I'll come looking for you. - You ain't whipping them?

I fined them instead, Alice.

Skinny gets some ponies and that's it?!

That ain't fair.

That ain't fair!

Haven't you seen enough blood tonight?

Hell, Alice!

It ain't like they was tramps or loafers or bad men. They were just...

Hardworking boys that was foolish.

- If they was given over to wickedness... - Like whores?

Alice? Tend to Delilah.

Go ahead.

I got $85.

I don't know.

If Delilah doesn't care, why are we so riled up?

Just because we let them fools ride us like horses...

Don't mean we let them brand us like horses.

Maybe we ain't nothing but whores, but, by god, we ain't horses!

Igot$112.

That's everything.

How about you, faith?

Two hundred.

Two hundred and forty dollars.

Jesus, faith! What you been doing?

Been giving skinny something special?

Shelaughed.

With what Kate got, and silky, me and little sue...

Silky: It ain't enough.

Not yet, maybe.

The kid: You don't look like no rootin'-tootin'...

Son of a bitching cold-blooded assassin.

Say what?

My guess is you're calling yourself Mr. William Munny.

You have me confused with someone else, mister.

The same one who shot Charlie pepper in lake county?

Will: Pa! Hey, pa!

What's up, son?

Two more hogs got the fever.

The kid: You shot Charlie pepper.

You killed William Harvey and robbed that train in Missouri.

Hold on, mister.

Son, get those hogs separated there.

Penny, help your brother.

Penny: That one's sick too? Munny: Yeah.

So you're Pete sothow's nephew?

I thought you'd come to kill me for something I'd done in the old days.

I could have. Easy.

I guess maybe so.

You don't look like no meaner-than-hell, cold-blooded damn killer.

Maybe I ain't.

Uncle Pete says you was the meanest goddamn son of a bitch alive.

And if I wanted a partner for a killing, you were the worst one.

Meaning the best.

On account as you're as cold as snow...

And don't have no weak nerve nor fear.

Pete said that?

Yeah, he did.

I'm a killer myself, except...

I ain't killed as many as you because of my youth.

Schofield kid, that's what they call me.

Why?

You from Schofield?

No, it's on account...

Of my Schofield model Smith & Wesson pistol.

How about it, will?

How about what?

How about being my partner?

I'm heading north through niobrara to Wyoming to kill two no-good cowboys.

For what?

For cutting up a lady. Cut up her face.

Cut her eyes out, out her ears off.

They even cut her teats.

Jesus.

$1000 reward, will.

500 apiece.

Will: Pa?

I can't move those damn pigs!

Munny: Watch your cussing, will you? Do the best you can with it.

Then go to the pump and get cleaned up. Come on.

I ain't like that anymore, kid.

It was whiskey done it as much as anything else.

I ain't had a drop in over 10 years.

My wife, she cured me of that.

Cured me of drinking and wickedness.

You don't look so prosperous.

You could buy her a new dress with your half.

- If we kill them, you can buy your... - She's passed on.

What?

- Been gone near 3 years now. - Oh.

Don't tell no one about the reward. I don't need other gunmen collecting.

- We don't see no one out here. - Yeah.

If you was to change your mind, I'll be riding due west...

For the trail into Wyoming.

Come on, let's separate those hogs.

Two others. I think they got the fever.

Took you boys a while.

A few more days and I was gonna call on the sheriff.

How about that?

The river was all swelled up. Couldn't cross it.

I bet. Sleepy, get them horses to the livery.

Neil, take that one over around the back.

Yeah. Come on. Get them in there. Come on.

Now there's a beauty.

You got two of mine. This here one ain't yours.

We'll see about that.

Women: Bastards! Get out of town!

Sick sons of bitches!

Skinny: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

- Alice: Don't come back, butcher! - This here pony...

I brung for the lady my partner cut.

Davey: Whoa. Whoa.

She's the best.

Better than the ones I gave him.

She can sell her...

Or do what she wants.

A pony? She ain't got no face left, you give her a mangy pony?

She ain't mangy!

Get out of here!

Davey: Whoa! Whoa! Silky: We don't need your damn charity!

Woman: Get out of our town and don't come back!

Faith: Get out of our town!

Did pa used to kill folks?

I could tell your ma liked those flowers I gave her.

He ain't a saddle horse no more. Ain't used to the feel.

Take care of your sister, son.

Kill a few chickens if you must. Keep those hogs with the fever separate.

If you have any problem, go see Sally two trees atNed Logan's.

Whoa, whoa.

Ain't been in the saddle myself in a while.

She's getting even with me for the sins of my youth.

In my youth before I met your dear departed ma...

I used to be weak and given to mistreating animals.

This horse and those hogs over there...

Are getting even for the cruelty I inflicted.

I used to be able to cuss...

And whip a horse, but your ma showed me the error of my ways.

I'll be back in two weeks.

Remember the spirit of your dear departed ma watches over you.

Skinny: Where'd you get the money? Alice: We ain't got any!

- You told them cowboys you had! - We was lying!

Lying?

What'll you do if somebody comes to collect?

You going to hump them a thousand times?

The kind of people who come for it won't tolerate you not having it!

They won't just cut up your face!

You stupid bitches.

You stupid bitches!