FISTFUL OF DOLLARS
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A FISTFUL OF DOLLARS
JOE: The Baxters over there. The Rojos there. Me right in the middle.
SILVANITO: Where you do what?
JOE: Crazy bellringer was right. There's money to be made in a place like this.
JOE: Don Miguel Rojo, I want to talk to you. Don Miguel, I hear you're hiring on men. Well, I might just be available. I gotta tell ya before you hire me. . . I don't work cheap.
JOE: (To Piripero) Get three coffins ready.
MAN: Adios, Amigo.
MAN 2: We don't like to see bad boys like you in town.
MAN 3: Go get your mule. You let him get away from you?
JOE: You see, that's what I want to talk to you about. He's feeling real bad.
MAN 3: Huh?
JOE: My mule. You see, he got all riled up when you men fired those shots at his feet.
MAN 2: Hey, are you making some kind of joke?
JOE: No. See, I understand you men were just playin' around. But the mule, he just doesn't get it. Of course, if you were to all apologize.
(The men laugh. Joe moves the poncho aside, exposing his pistol.)
JOE: I don't think it's nice, you laughin'. See, my mule don't like people laughing. He gets the crazy idea you're laughing at him. Now if you apologize, like I know you're going to, I might convince him that you really didn't mean it . . .
(Pause as music builds, men draw their guns. Joe draws his and fires five shots, then holsters his gun.)
JOHN BAXTER: I saw the whole thing. You killed all four of them. You'll pay all right. You'll be strung up.
JOE: (Draws gun again) Who are you?
JOHN BAXTER: I'm John Baxter, sheriff.
JOE: Yeah, well, if you're the sheriff, you'd better get those men underground. (Lowers poncho and walks off, passing Piripero.) My mistake. Four coffins.
JOE: You'll have to mark this up.
ESTEBAN: What are you doing?
JOE: Moving
ESTEBAN: But did you know all our men live here with us?
JOE: That's all very cozy but I don't find you men all that appealin'.
RAMÓN: Life can be so precious. It's foolish to risk losing it every minute. No, there's plenty of space for everybody in this town. Even Baxters, hmmm? For this reason, I've decided to hang my gun up on the wall.
DON MIGUEL: I think that Ramón has the right idea. I, too, am getting tired of these killings. They must stop.
JOE: This is all very, very touching.
RAMÓN: You mean you don't admire peace?
JOE: It's not real easy to like something you know nothing about.
RAMÓN: Stay in San Miguel and you may just profit from the experience.
JOE: No thanks. I'll be movin' on.
JOE: (Taking gun from John Baxter) Sorry, but when a husband finds a man in his wife's bedroom, you're never sure how he's gonna react.
CONSEULA BAXTER: Very soon, you are going to be rich. (Hands Joe a fistful of dollars)
JOE: Uh huh. (Takes the money) Yeah, and that's not gonna break my heart.
MARISOL: Why do you do this for us?
JOE: Why? Because I knew someone like you once. There was no one there to help. Now get movin'.
JOE: Heard you wanted to see me.
RAMÓN: The Americano's dead.
JOE: Let the old man down.
(Ramón shoots, Joe falls down, and gets back up.)
JOE: What's wrong Ramón? You losing your touch?
(Ramón shoots again. Joe falters, but remains standing.)
JOE: You afraid, Ramón? "You shoot to kill, you better hit the heart." Your own words, Ramón.
(Ramón shoots Joe twice, Joe goes down, and then gets back up.)
JOE: The heart, Ramón. Don't forget the heart. Aim for the heart or you'll never stop me.
(Ramón shoots Joe three more times. Joe gets up again. Joe then moves the poncho aside, showing a metal plate that he wore over his chest. He drops it to the ground. The two watch each other, then Ramón goes to shoot again, but Joe outdraws him and shoots the rifle out of Ramón's hand and kills all his men.)
JOE: When a man with a 45 meets a man with a rifle... you said the man with the pistol's a dead man. Let's see if that's true.
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