I asked you a question, so answer! I'm the sheriff.
Who are you? Where do you come from?
How long do you intend to stay?
If you think you're being smart, just watch yourself!
Are you going to answer or not?
He can't answer, Sheriff. He's mute.
Well, at least you could have told me.
I mean, you could have let me know.
Listen.
I came on account of an investigation.
They say that it was you who buried your husband.
I mean, after he got himself shot by a bounty killer.
So...
- Is that true? - Yes, it is.
- What was his name? - James Middleton.
No, I mean the bounty killer.
Tigrero.
- Two hundred, and raise you two hundred. - I fold.
- Royal flush. - Flush.
Nice.
I want to get even. Let's say we double up!
No wonder it's freezing, no fire.
Don't delude yourself! You ain't getting rich off me!
We've come because you said we were all gonna get rich here in Snow Hill.
So far there's no trace of a single bandit!
Calm down, Schultz. They'll come out of the mountains when they're hungry.
You won't have enough bullets to kill them all.
It's freezing.
- Here, you need a match? - Thanks, Sheriff.
Hello!
May I introduce you to my friends?
I prefer you don't.
Since they are friends of yours.
Here's the money, Tigrero.
How nice of you to come out of your way, Sheriff.
I'm not nice at all, I just want to get you out of this town.
I don't intend to leave town.
Air's good for me, I like the view...
Even the sheriff is not bad!
The thaw will soon come and the view will change.
Even the air might change and become really bad for you all.
Whiskey!
I couldn't get the money.
But I still want my revenge.
It doesn't mean
you'll be working for nothing.
There is one who'd give me the money right away.
More than I need.
In exchange he wants...
Well...
You can imagine what he wants.
It's too high a price for me to pay.
But I'm willing to pay that price to you...
Now... Before...
After... Whenever...
Pass.
You keep winning, Tigrero.
By the end of the night you might shut somebody out.
Watch out, somebody might shut you out for good.
That's right. Anything can happen to people in your kind of business.
Every business has its own risks and rules.
Try to follow the rules, gentlemen. All right?
Or else I shall shut you all out for good!
Won't you offer me a drink, Sheriff?
If I stay here any longer, I'll fell sick!
- A walk with me will do you good. - Yes, yes.
- I'll open. - I'm in.
Two hundred.
Two hundred, and I'll raise you three hundred.
I'm in.
- I'll go along with that. - Me, too.
I'm out.
- Give out the cards. - How many cards?
I'll have two, please.
I'll have three.
I'll have two.
Two cards.
One for me.
$200.
- I'll see you. - I'll see you.
Three hundred to see.
I'll pass.
Me, too.
Five hundred.
Say, mute, you're hoping I'm going to draw first, aren't you?
It's your style, I know.
But it won't work with me.
You're not smarter than me.
You'll be the first to draw.
Don't count on me. Actually...
to be on the safe side...
Come on, Jack, take off my belt!
I really think
that the amusement day has come.
You're not hurt, I hope.
You're under arrest, Tigrero. If it wasn't for me, you'd have used your gun.
- You can't hold me here! - I reckon I can!
- If I pay my bail? - You'd have to pay $100.
My money's all on the table at the saloon,
and the $3,000 you gave me.
You can't use that money. It's been confiscated.
Come on, give me my money! There's $2,000 for you!
Very well. Happy to hear that.
That's attempted bribery. Now your bail is up to $5,000.
You hate me because I kill bandits, but you do the same by giving them to the hangman.
- That's different. The law must do it. - Why?
Because it's not murder, it's punishment!
The death of a bandit must serve as an example to others.
- Amen. - Shut up!
Sheriff, this is the stuff left by Tigrero.
And this is the cash all those fellows left on the gambling table.
Thank you. That was real decent of you, Regina.
- Would you like some coffee? - Thanks, but I'll pour it for you.
Men like you should be served by a lady like me.
Thank you.
You are really kind.
It would be great if you could come over every now and then, and pour me my coffee.
Regina agrees to other requests.
Being that size, she could agree to a whole regiment of sheriffs.
I'll teach you to talk to a lady like that!
Oh, I'm so sorry, Sheriff.
Sheriff, you're officially requested to release this man from jail.
Why should I release him?
I ask for the citizens of Snow Hill, in their name, represented by these gentlemen.
- Will they pay his bail? - I'll advance the money.
Why are you so interested in this gentleman's freedom?
There are many outlaws in the mountains who are waiting for an amnesty
which is unconstitutional and unjust.
In the end, bounty killers represent our defence against these outlaws.
I protect you from the outlaws!
They won't be the only ones to make trouble.
Klaus Schulz was among the men killed.
His brother Bobo is the best gun in Nevada.
Bobo Schulz won't get off his back until he's had revenge.
To cut it short, Sheriff,
if you don't release Tigrero, his friends will get him out
and that would mean hell breaking loose.
That's your opinion.
Listen carefully, all of you.
Nothing's going to happen.
The outlaws you are so scared of are nothing but a bunch of hungry rags.
If you put provisions on a wagon for them out of town, they won't bother you again.
As for Bobo Schulz,
he'll have to break Tigrero out of Tonopah jail,
because that's where I'm taking him.
Boss! The bandits are heading this way
and the sheriff's aiming to leave town with Tigrero.
This hero keeps saying that Bobo Schulz is coming.
But he's only talking through his hat.
Bobo cannot possibly know his brother has been killed.
What about the bandits?
They've been seen coming off the mountains,
- heading this way... - Now you're talking through your hat.
Do as I say and nothing will happen.
Put as much food as you can spare on a wagon outside of town.
With full stomachs, they'll behave.
And you women, stay inside, understand?
Adios. Let's get moving!
Feed them! So now the bandits have got to be fought with bread and butter!
When are we going to see some law and common sense in Snow Hill?
When somebody hangs you!
- How badly wounded is he? Critical? - I think so.
When he left the saloon he was losing a lot of blood.
Let's hope he'll lose it all...
- Where is he now? - At the girl's house.
I don't like going so slow.
What if that mute decided to come after me and shoot me in the back?
He's wounded and he doesn't kill like that.
Yeah, well, I'm not so sure. Better cross the river.
To me, one way's as good as another, so long I take you to Tonopah jail.
Look, Sheriff.
It's the outlaws! Take off my handcuffs, quick!
They stay where they are.
It's only hungry people. Smile, pretend nothing's going on.
Lousy killer!
Now I too keep my gun warm, and, as you can see, it works.
Listen, amigos! There will be an amnesty soon.
Then, you'll be able to go back home.
So, leave your troubles aside.
There is food for you all, out of town.
Go to Snow Hill and eat as much as you like,
but this time don't touch our horse meat.
It may not be easy to digest.
- Is this true? - Take my word for it.
Let's go back, Sheriff.
We can wait close to the food wagon in an ambush and kill them all.
They're small fry, but not when you add them all up.
I don't like to hit a man in handcuffs, but if you insist on that, I'm gonna have to.
It was an honest offer, boss. I owe you a favour for saving my life.
Listen, one more word and I'll try you and execute you myself.
My husband was a good man.
They forced him to steal to give me a decent life.
Pollicut put a price on his head.
He thought I would become his mistress.
He thought wrong...
Pauline!
We're collecting food for the bandits out of town. Everyone must contribute.
- Have you got anything to offer? - I'll go see.
Well, there's no hurry. Take your time... and say hello to Silence.
Take it easy! There's enough for everybody.
- Give me the keg. - Here it is. Take it!
For you... It's for you.
I want more bread.
- Come on, take everything out! - Help me, here.
Come on, give me a hand!
Won't be long before you and your kind are finished.
- Are you going to abolish rewards? - We're going to abolish crime.
The United States of America must be governed by justice, not by violence.
You know, Sheriff...
What?
Your prophetical talks deserve to be applauded.
The day you're hanged, I'll be the one applauding.
- I need a break. - What for?
I have to take a shit.
I can't if I'm handcuffed...
All right, then.
Here.
- Thanks, Sheriff. - Go ahead. Don't take all day.
I couldn't hold it any longer!
I am not here for your convenience, understand?
- Are you done? - Please!
We're already behind time.
I want to get across this ice before dark.
- I don't like a journey in the dark. - I'll help you make up time.
Put your hands up, Sheriff!
Tigrero, don't be stupid. Killing a sheriff will cost you your life.
That's how stupid people end.
This is why you end up buried in ice and I stay alive to defend the only real law -
the survival of the fittest!
Calm down, friends! Since when are wolves afraid of wolves?
Hello, Tigrero! Who put those bracelets on you?
A nice fellow, a sheriff. The head of the whole county.
Give me a hand!
Oh, Gideon. The one in Snow Hill. He's only a dirty show-off!
He was dirty! Not any more.
I helped him take a little swim in a river.
He went under and never came back up. May he rest in peace.
He couldn't swim.
Now we are the law in Snow Hill.
And we can work in peace.
There's a great opportunity. It's legal.
I met the bandits.
They are heading into town.
We only need to get there first and kill them all at once.
And at Snow Hill there's another one
you'll be happy to kill.
The mute. The guy who shoots thumbs off.
If there's a body of a sheriff, I don't go for that.
Did you know the mute has killed your brother?
Klaus?
He never even had the chance to defend himself.
Come on!
Let me go!
Coward!
Look at this hand. Do you remember it?
It was a normal hand, like yours!
Now it cannot hold a gun!
But for what I came here to get it won't matter much.
No, help!
No! Help!
My love!
Pauline! Pauline!
Tigrero is coming into town with other men. They're looking for Silence.
Did you hear? You have to go! Go somewhere safe!
If they find him, they'll kill him!
He's hurt, he can't go anywhere!
We've got to hide him! I beg you, Regina, help me!
Tigrero!
The mute killed Pollicut.
He's at the Negro girl's house.
Go kill him!
Get revenge...
Stop, Tigrero! If you come forward I'll shoot you!
Drop that gun, bitch, or you'll end up with your sheriff.
You bastard, you've killed him!
You saw she shot first.
Find the mute, he can't be far!
Come on, move! You must find them!
There's no one here.
Nobody here, either.
We've searched high and low. The place is empty.
We'll find him sooner or later.
The outlaws! I just saw them. They're many and they're heading here.
Let's go! The mute can wait!
I'll warn those men it's a trap.
You stay hidden here.
- The food's there, like the sheriff said! - Come on!
Don't shoot! If we want the mute, we've got to get them alive.
Surrender! We've got you surrounded!
Throw down your guns or we'll kill you all!
- Come on, you bastards, move! - Come on, hurry up!
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Get into the saloon!
Go!
Down! Against the bar!
I want Silence to come here.
I want him to shoot it out with me!
If he kills me
you'll all be safe.
My friends won't interfere.
My life against every one of yours.
Go tell him, you know where he is.
I got there late. I tried but Tigrero had already captured them!
They are all tied up like animals.
I tried to escape but Tigrero caught me.
He wants to shoot it out with you.
Or he'll kill all the hostages!
But...
You mustn't go. It's surely a trap!
You're hurt, and there are six of them.
You can't fight on your own
against crime.
Let's run away. We can come back with others.
I don't want you to die. I care about you!
Come on. What are you waiting for?
Let's get it over with!
Kill us all!
Silence won't come!
Kill us, murderer!
He's here.
Coward!
No! Have pity on us! We don't want to die!
We'll have two bounties each.
We'll come back and collect them.
All according to the law.
The massacre of 1898, the year of the Great Cold,
raised the public condemnation of the bounty hunters
who, in a climate of false legality, made violence a way of life.
An inscription was legible for years in Snow Hill, the area of the massacre:
"MAN MAY WALK OVER THIS PLACE FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
"BUT WILL NEVER WIPE OUT THE BLOOD OF THOSE WHO FELL."