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You think I'm kidding. You're the Most fallible, wrongheaded, self Deluding, just generally Benighted jackass I've ever Known. Yet, withal, even at your Worst, you're the only human Being in my entire life who ever Gave me hope. |
All I ever wanted was to live a Normal life. |
When will you wake up? You Wouldn't know a normal life if it Bit you in the ass. |
That's great coming from you. |
I played the cards I was dealt, Wyatt. Your problem is you're Always trying to play someone Else's. Allow me to tell you the Truth and thus set you free: There is no happiness, Wyatt There is no normal life. There's Only life, that's all. Just life. The rest is relative. |
Then what do I do? |
First you can grab that black Haired woman and make her your own. |
All right. Then what? |
Run. Take that girl and start Running. Run and don't look back. All your life you been running And looking back and just barely Existing and calling it getting By. This time run and don't look Back and call it living. Live Every second, live it right up to The hilt. Live, Wyatt... Live for me. |
Here, Doc. |
Bless you, darling Darling! Are you mad? You're not Wearing a bustle. How lewd! |
I calculate that's the end of This town. And let's don't bother About the luggage, darling. |
I been having the boy at the Hotel pack us up every night Since your streak started |
You don't even know him. |
Yes, but there's just something About him. Something around The eyes, I don't know, reminds me Of... me. No. I'm sure of it, I Hate him. |
That's my lovin' man. Just can't Get enough. |
Enough? Never. |
What's wrong, Doc? |
Nothing. Not a thing. I'm right As the mail. |
How you feeling, Doc? |
Better. |
That's good. I knew it wasn't nothin'. |
We must talk, darling. It appears We have to... redefine the nature Of our association. |
What's that mean, Doc? You know I Don't understand when you talk up High like that. You mean you Don't want to be my lovin' man no more? |
Not exactly... |
I'm a good woman to you, Doc. Don't I always take care of you? Nobody cares for you like me. I'm A good woman. |
Yes, I know. You are a good woman. |
That's the rumor. |
You retired, too? |
Not me. I'm in my prime. |
Yeah, you look it. |
And you must be Ringo. Look, Darling, Johnny Ringo. The Deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill, they say. What do you Think, darling? Should I hate him? |
Age quod agis. |
Credat Judaeus Apella. |
Ecentus stultorum magister. |
In pace requiescat. |
That's just my game. |
All right, lunger. Have at it. |
On three? You call it. |
Here it come: onetwo |
Why Johnny Ringo, you look like Somebody just walked over your grave. Oh, I wasn't quite as sick as I Made out. |
My fight's not with you, Holliday. |
I beg to differ. We started a Fight we never got to finish. Play for blood, remember? |
I was kidding about that. |
All right, lunger. Let's do it. |
Say when. |
Forget it. |
Excuse me? |
I said forget it, answer's no, I Don't want the job and that's Final. I'm going to Tombstone and Nothin' short of dyin's gonn Stop me. Good day. |
But wait, you don't understand |
No Marshal, you don't understand. I'm through with lawing, I'm Through with the whole Proposition. Forever. I did my Duty, now I'd like to get on with My life. That is if you don't Mind. Jesus. Good day now. |
I see, off to strike it rich, Huh. All right, fine, wish you Luck. Tell you this though, never Was a rich man yet didn't wind up With a guilty conscience. |
Already got a guilty conscience, Might as well have the money too. |
I'm retired. |
Good. That's real good. |
Come on, you... |
Crack me back of the head like Some stinkin' bull. Hell, you Ain't no fightin' man, you're Just a cop. |
Feel bad about ol' Fred. Just Can't hold back when I'm feelin' Woolly. Still, feel kinda bad. But now we're square. Anyway no Use for holdin' a grudge. I Deserved a rap in the head. |
Make you a deal. My brother took Over the Marshal's office in Tombstone. Got it in his head He's gonna make the place safe For widows and orphans. You and Your boys stay out of his way, I'll make sure he stays out of yours. |
Fair enough. You know I got to Admit, you got a lot of bark on You comin' up here like this. |
They were all gonna jump me back There. What ever happened to one Against one? |
Ain't our way. We go all on one, One on all. Fight one of us, you Fight us all. That's the Cowboy way. |
And how come you call yourselves Cowboys? Cowhands ride for the brand. |
Oh, we ride for a brand all right. This brand. How 'bout you? |
This brand. |
We're gonna get along just fine. |
I'm sorry. If there was any other |
I know. Just did what you had to. That banner and stuff, that's Just Ike. Don't worry about it. |
I want you to know it's over. We're leaving and we're not Coming back. |
Well... 'bye. |
Look at that! Yeah! Come and get Some, boy! |
No... |
Let me, let me, yeah! Die, you Bastard... |
No... |
What'd the Messican mean, a sick Horse's gonna get us? Didn't make No sense. |
He was quoting the bible, Revelations: "Behold a pale horse And the one that sat on him was Death and Hell followed with him." |
Well now that's a little more Like it. |
Shut up, Ike. |
And you must be Doc Holliday. |
I want them spitting blood! |
Easy, Johnny. Now ain't the time. I tell you, boys, even I'm Worried what'll happen once Ringo Runs this outfit! God have mercy! |
There's no God, there's no devil, I hate the God damn world! I want To die! |
Easy, son. You just need to get Your feet back under you, that's All. Come on, boy, let's kick South. Down to the old playground. |
Hey, you smell that? Smells like Something died. |
Oh, Jesus, Johnny... |
He said to turn loose of him. |
Well I'm not so go home. |
Where'd you get that horse? |
Beauty, ain't he? |
I asked where you got him. |
Where do you think? I stole him. |
Look, I don't want any trouble With you but that's my horse and I mean to have him back. One way Or another. |
Come and get him. |
Look kid, I know what it's like, I was a kid, too. Even stole a Horse once. But you can't |
The man dealing faro. Who is he? |
That's Wyatt Earp. Made quite a Name for himself as a peace Officer in Kansas. |
A peace officer... Impressive man |
Yes, very. And very married. |
Oh, so that's it... |
Well I guess you can see, never a Dull moment. Maybe you should Stay around to see what happens Next. Who know? You might find a Future here. |
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