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Well, it ain't just the bed I'm gonna miss. I'm... Hell, Billy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean...
It ain't nothin', don't fret it. She don't like it much, you goin' off with me.
Sally?
She gave me the evil eye.
It's just... she's a Indian an' Indians ain't... overfriendly.
I ain't blamin' her, Ned, I ain't holdin' it against her. She knew me back then... an' she seen what a no good sonofabitch I was... an' she won't allow how I've changed. She just don't know how I ain't like that no more.
Well, she...
I ain't the same, Ned. Claudia, she... straightened me up, got me clear of the whiskey an' all. Us goin' to do this killin'... that don't mean I'm back to like I was. I just need the money... for a new start... for them youngsters. Remember that drover, the one I shot in the mouth so's the teeth come out the back of his head? I dream about him now an' again. I didn't have no reason to shoot him... not one I could remember when I sobered up.
You was a... a crazy sonofabitch.
Nobody liked me... none of the boys. They was scared of me... figured I might shoot 'em out of pure meanness.
You ain't like that no more.
Eagle... he hated my guts. Bonaparte didn't like me none.
Nor Quincy, I guess.
Quincy, he was always watchin' me. Scared.
You ain't like that no more.
Hell, no. I'm just a fella now. Ain't no different from anyone else no more.
Say, Bill... You ever... ever go into town... an' all?
Sure, I got to. Got to get supplies.
No. I mean... ...an' get yourself a woman? You know?
Naw. Naw, I don't ever go into town for that. A man like me... A man like me can't get no woman but one he's gonna pay for... an' that ain't right... buyin' flesh. Claudia, God rest her soul, she wouldn't have wanted me doin' nothin' like that, me bein' a father, an' all.
Whaddaya do, just use your hand?
Sometimes... yeah. I don't miss it all that much.
Some fucker's shootin' at us.
Yeah.
He hit you?
Naw. I bumped my head fallin' off of my horse.
He ain't shootin' our way no more. He's shootin' over that way. Who's he shootin' at over that way?
Beats the hell out of me.
You suppose maybe we're in somebody's field?
I didn't see nothin' planted.
HEY.
You're marking us, Bill.
HEY, KID.
Kid? The Kid's shootin at us?
IS THAT YOU, KID?
Why would the Kid shoot at us?
HEY KID, IT'S ME, BILL MUNNY.
Now Ned's a hell of a shot with a rifle. Hell, he can hit a bird in the eye flyin'.
Better'n you anyhow, Kid. You wasn't comin' close.
Shit.
How far kin you see?
Jesus.
Fifty yards ain't bad. Guess we better get along.
I give it up 'cause I hate sleepin' out in the air... fuckin' sticks in my food... an' fuckin' bugs in my food... an' fuckin' rocks under my back... Shit, I sure do miss my fuckin' bed.
Yeah... you said that last night.
Last night I said I missed my fuckin' wife... tonight I just miss my fuckin' bed.
I brung this for when we had to kill them fellows. I guess we could use some now.
Not for me. I don't touch it no more.
God damn it, Bill, it's rainin'.
I know it's rainin', Give the Kid a drink, why dontcha?
No.
What he was talkin' about... how them deputies had the drop on you an' Pete...
Yeah?
I remember how there was three of them deputies you shot... not two.
Well, I ain't like that no more, Ned. I ain't no crazy, killin' fool.
You still think it'll be easy shootin' them cowboys?
You... you remember Eagle Hendershot?
Huh? Uh... yeah.
I seen him.
He's dead, Bill.
His head was all busted open so's you could see the inside.
Jesus, Bill, you got fever. Take a drink, will you?
Worms was comin' out.
Listen, Bill, I'm gonna see what's takin' The Kid so long. Must be he's gettin' an advance offa them sportin' ladies.
Claudia... ain't here, Bill.
Ned... Is that you, Ned? Ned, I seen... death.
Easy, Bill.
I seen the angel of death Ned, an' I seen the river. He's a snake, he got... snake eyes.
Who, Bill? Who got snake eyes?
The angel... the angel of death. I'm scared, Ned. Ned, I'm gonna die.
Easy, Bill, easy.
I seen her... I seen Claudia too...
Well, that's good now, ain't it, Bill? Seein' Claudia an...?
She was all covered with worms. Oh, Ned, I'm scared of dyin'...
HOW MANY LEFT GODDAMIT?
Two.
I'm goin' on down to Kansas.
We got to kill this other one first. Shit, Ned, if we're lucky, we could kill him by nightfall... or maybe tomorrow morning. Then we could head back, all three of us, with the money.
You want the Spencer, Bill?
Shit, Ned, this ain't the time to quit.
Me an' the Kid, we'll head over to the ranch an' as soon as we find him, we'll shoot him. Then we'll come back an' the three of us pick up the money an' head South together.
Supposin' he don't go to the ranch?
I'll bet anything he won't go to town nor he won't ride out on the range. Right off he'll hole up at the ranch.
I ain't waitin', Bill. I'll look in on your youngsters when I get back.
Ned, don't pay no mind to what the Kid said about the money. I'll bring your share along, hear? The Kid's full of shit, hear?
I... I... think I'm... shot.
You ain't shot.
Pppplease, I'm not armed. Mmmy Ggod. You killed... Little Bill.
You sure you ain't armed?
I never cccarry arms. I'm... a writer.
A writer? What do you write... letters an' such?
Bbbooks. You... you killed five men... singlehanded.
Yeah.
Whwhwho did you kill first?
Huh?
Whwhwhen confronted by superior numbers, the experienced gunfighter will fire on the best shots first.
Yeah?
I was lucky in the order. I always been lucky killin' folks.
Who was next? Clyde? Or was it...?
I could tell you who was last, mister.

Well, it ain't just the bed I'm gonna miss. I'm... Hell, Billy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean...

It ain't nothin', don't fret it. She don't like it much, you goin' off with me.

Sally?

She gave me the evil eye.

It's just... she's a Indian an' Indians ain't... overfriendly.

I ain't blamin' her, Ned, I ain't holdin' it against her. She knew me back then... an' she seen what a no good sonofabitch I was... an' she won't allow how I've changed. She just don't know how I ain't like that no more.

Well, she...

I ain't the same, Ned. Claudia, she... straightened me up, got me clear of the whiskey an' all. Us goin' to do this killin'... that don't mean I'm back to like I was. I just need the money... for a new start... for them youngsters. Remember that drover, the one I shot in the mouth so's the teeth come out the back of his head? I dream about him now an' again. I didn't have no reason to shoot him... not one I could remember when I sobered up.

You was a... a crazy sonofabitch.

Nobody liked me... none of the boys. They was scared of me... figured I might shoot 'em out of pure meanness.

You ain't like that no more.

Eagle... he hated my guts. Bonaparte didn't like me none.

Nor Quincy, I guess.

Quincy, he was always watchin' me. Scared.

You ain't like that no more.

Hell, no. I'm just a fella now. Ain't no different from anyone else no more.

Say, Bill... You ever... ever go into town... an' all?

Sure, I got to. Got to get supplies.

No. I mean... ...an' get yourself a woman? You know?

Naw. Naw, I don't ever go into town for that. A man like me... A man like me can't get no woman but one he's gonna pay for... an' that ain't right... buyin' flesh. Claudia, God rest her soul, she wouldn't have wanted me doin' nothin' like that, me bein' a father, an' all.

Whaddaya do, just use your hand?

Sometimes... yeah. I don't miss it all that much.

Some fucker's shootin' at us.

Yeah.

He hit you?

Naw. I bumped my head fallin' off of my horse.

He ain't shootin' our way no more. He's shootin' over that way. Who's he shootin' at over that way?

Beats the hell out of me.

You suppose maybe we're in somebody's field?

I didn't see nothin' planted.

HEY.

You're marking us, Bill.

HEY, KID.

Kid? The Kid's shootin at us?

IS THAT YOU, KID?

Why would the Kid shoot at us?

HEY KID, IT'S ME, BILL MUNNY.

Now Ned's a hell of a shot with a rifle. Hell, he can hit a bird in the eye flyin'.

Better'n you anyhow, Kid. You wasn't comin' close.

Shit.

How far kin you see?

Jesus.

Fifty yards ain't bad. Guess we better get along.

I give it up 'cause I hate sleepin' out in the air... fuckin' sticks in my food... an' fuckin' bugs in my food... an' fuckin' rocks under my back... Shit, I sure do miss my fuckin' bed.

Yeah... you said that last night.

Last night I said I missed my fuckin' wife... tonight I just miss my fuckin' bed.

I brung this for when we had to kill them fellows. I guess we could use some now.

Not for me. I don't touch it no more.

God damn it, Bill, it's rainin'.

I know it's rainin', Give the Kid a drink, why dontcha?

No.

What he was talkin' about... how them deputies had the drop on you an' Pete...

Yeah?

I remember how there was three of them deputies you shot... not two.

Well, I ain't like that no more, Ned. I ain't no crazy, killin' fool.

You still think it'll be easy shootin' them cowboys?

You... you remember Eagle Hendershot?

Huh? Uh... yeah.

I seen him.

He's dead, Bill.

His head was all busted open so's you could see the inside.

Jesus, Bill, you got fever. Take a drink, will you?

Worms was comin' out.

Listen, Bill, I'm gonna see what's takin' The Kid so long. Must be he's gettin' an advance offa them sportin' ladies.

Claudia... ain't here, Bill.

Ned... Is that you, Ned? Ned, I seen... death.

Easy, Bill.

I seen the angel of death Ned, an' I seen the river. He's a snake, he got... snake eyes.

Who, Bill? Who got snake eyes?

The angel... the angel of death. I'm scared, Ned. Ned, I'm gonna die.

Easy, Bill, easy.

I seen her... I seen Claudia too...

Well, that's good now, ain't it, Bill? Seein' Claudia an...?

She was all covered with worms. Oh, Ned, I'm scared of dyin'...

HOW MANY LEFT GODDAMIT?

Two.

I'm goin' on down to Kansas.

We got to kill this other one first. Shit, Ned, if we're lucky, we could kill him by nightfall... or maybe tomorrow morning. Then we could head back, all three of us, with the money.

You want the Spencer, Bill?

Shit, Ned, this ain't the time to quit.

Me an' the Kid, we'll head over to the ranch an' as soon as we find him, we'll shoot him. Then we'll come back an' the three of us pick up the money an' head South together.

Supposin' he don't go to the ranch?

I'll bet anything he won't go to town nor he won't ride out on the range. Right off he'll hole up at the ranch.

I ain't waitin', Bill. I'll look in on your youngsters when I get back.

Ned, don't pay no mind to what the Kid said about the money. I'll bring your share along, hear? The Kid's full of shit, hear?

I... I... think I'm... shot.

You ain't shot.

Pppplease, I'm not armed. Mmmy Ggod. You killed... Little Bill.

You sure you ain't armed?

I never cccarry arms. I'm... a writer.

A writer? What do you write... letters an' such?

Bbbooks. You... you killed five men... singlehanded.

Yeah.

Whwhwho did you kill first?

Huh?

Whwhwhen confronted by superior numbers, the experienced gunfighter will fire on the best shots first.

Yeah?

I was lucky in the order. I always been lucky killin' folks.

Who was next? Clyde? Or was it...?

I could tell you who was last, mister.