I surrender! Don't kill me, Silence!
I'm through with bounty hunting, even if there was a million-dollar reward!
I swear!
Damn you! My hands! You've crippled my hands!
Come on. It's safe now!
Are you afraid of these confounded bounty killers, even when they're dead?
You got here just in time. Take this, you earned it.
They know we come down for food and they're always looking for us in the valley.
They know we can't hold out for long in this weather without supplies.
If we fought for our rights, they'd raise the price for our heads.
You could at least thank me. Didn't you see he was about to fire?
All you did was waste a good shot, I'd say.
With his thumbs shot off,
he would never have fired a pistol as long as he lived.
That's why Silence didn't kill him.
When he shot the others, it was self-defence.
He knew they were waiting for him but he's faster on the draw.
Why do we pay others to protect us? We all have weapons now.
We should fight it out with those bounty killers, either them or us.
At least it will be once and for all.
Now listen, most of us are innocent.
The unjust price on our heads will soon be removed.
The new governor has promised an amnesty.
Until then, we must resist.
I can't take it any more. I'm going back to town.
I'd rather be taken alive.
I'll turn myself in.
At least it's warm in jail.
Wait, I'm coming too!
I'm going too.
They'll be in jail when the pardons come.
If they ever get there.
THE GREAT SILENCE
Michele!
Where's that lawyer, Mother?
I didn't say anything to the others about it, but I decided to follow your advice.
You're wise to put your trust in the law, boy.
God bless you for coming here.
No. No. What are you doing?
Mum!
Son! Son!
My son!
Try to understand, madam, it's our bread and butter.
I'll go straight to the sheriff.
Lucky I didn't shoot him in the face. They'll be able to recognise him.
Are you coming with me to collect, Tigrero?
The bounty's all yours. I only came along to see how you were doing.
I'll catch the other two. There's plenty for all!
Watch yourself. I heard they got five of our men.
The amnesty has set off a manhunt.
These bounty killers must be stopped.
- Of course, Governor, but... - What?
The bounty killers operate according to the law
and taking care of such a large area on my own is not easy.
I believe it will be very easy for you, Sheriff.
Are you or are you not the second fastest pistol in the state?
That's because I've never challenged you, Governor.
I'm only interested in the voters who believe in the law.
The old West is finished. Bandits and sheriffs will unite in a better world.
- A world where... - A governor, to win the elections,
promises amnesty even to the one who killed the President.
What did you say, Sheriff? I didn't quite get that.
- Nothing, sir. I was just thinking aloud. - A good soldier doesn't think.
You're absolutely right, sir!
You'll leave immediately, for Snow Hill, Utah.
Stop! Stop!
I swear, Tigrero, I know nothing!
Tell me where he is and I'll let you go!
- I don't know him. - Oh, now.
You do. He was with you in the mountains.
I don't know where he went to. Please let me go!
I don't know him!
Stop! Believe me, Tigrero. I know nothing.
I know nothing.
Come on. What's the use of being a hero?
Sooner or later, I'll catch him anyway.
In the mill at the edge of town, near his wife's house.
- I think he's armed! - Thanks, friend.
"I am the resurrection and the life, and whosoever believeth in me shall never die."
Amen.
If you're waiting for the stage, sir, it'll be a long time in coming.
There's been heavy snow up in the mountains
and it's sure to be late.
Would you like something hot while you wait?
Thank you. Won't be a minute.
I know who you are, stranger.
You help those who fight on the side of right.
You avenge injustice.
My son was innocent too.
They killed him, like so many others.
Take revenge on him. Don't say no.
One of the killers rode on, but the other's still in town.
All I've got to give you is my son's horse for the death of that murderer.
Kill him! Revenge my son.
Maybe others can be saved from a death like my son's.
Yes, I know.
Some get rewards of $1,000 or even $5,000.
My friend Tigrero, for example,
can make a lot of money,
but with all this snow,
you can drop dead.
I keep eating and eating, and I'm always cold.
The doctor
said it can be due to my blood.
And he wanted to examine it.
Nobody's going to have a look at my blood!
You're right, Charly. It's bad luck to show one's blood.
That's exactly it.
Hey, shut that door! I'm cold.
Shut it, I said!
Or I'll make you feel so cold, you'll be frozen stiff.
Didn't you hear me? Shut it or I'll kill you.
Calm down, Charly! Making threats is a dangerous thing around here.
I don't make threats, Sheriff, I shoot.
Now shut that damn door.
Shut it, I said!
- So, shall we arrest him? - No, it was Charly who drew first.
The other one shot in self-defence.
Maybe it's a good way to kill. The law can do nothing about it.
Right, but in order to do that, you've got to be faster than the devil.
For all I know, he is the devil.
You're wasting your time! My husband's not here.
I know where he is, but I'm not risking my life for $1,000.
If he sees you he won't make a fuss. Come with me.
I won't! Now get out!
Come on, hurry up!
If you care about your wife, come out!
Get on!
I want you alive.
Dead or alive, I will get the reward anyway.
What are you afraid of?
Come on, give yourself up.
Bastard.
Throw down that rifle and come out with your hands up.
Now go to your dead husband and pack him in the snow.
This cold will keep him fresh.
Don't bury him until I have collected his bounty.
Understood?
Your man was worth quite a bit.
What times we live in. A Negro worth more than a white man!
Never happened to me before.
Help! They murdered my husband! Please help me!
Boss! She brought him here.
Pauline! Oh, good Lord! Pauline!
- Be strong. - Don't cry.
Pauline, poor you.
Pollicut! Pollicut! You bloodsucker!
Are you warm in there?
While this poor man is dead and frozen because of you!
It's you who gets the law to put prices on folks' heads, for your profit!
That man was an outlaw and got what he deserved.
But for Pauline it's different. I'm ready to help her out.
You pig! A scabby dog's bed is better than sleeping with you.
Come on! Come on! Move!
Come on!
Bloody horse!
Move! Get on! Stupid animal!
Get on!
I am the sheriff.
I haven't got money.
If you kill me, you'll be hanged!
The first one to take a step is dead. I sell my life dearly.
The cold freezes guns, Sheriff. Your gun is useless.
Up here we learn by experience to keep our guns warm
and we know how to use them.
If any of you takes a step, I'll bash his head in!
Don't worry! We don't want to kill you!
What is it you want then?
Your horse, Sheriff.
My horse? There's an awful lot of you.
What are you gonna do with just one horse?
Eat it!
It will feed us for a week at least!
You can stay with me if you want.
It's pointless.
I only want one thing -
revenge, even if it costs me my life.
There was a bounty on your husband's head.
It was Pollicut who helped make him an outlaw.
He denied him work, and forced him to rob. He's responsible.
Maybe so, but the one who really killed him is Tigrero.
He is the one I want dead. I want his life for my husband's life.
There is a man who makes bounty killers tremble when he appears.
They call him Silence.
Because wherever he goes, the silence of death follows.
Hey!
We'll get there late.
Hey! Stop.
- Stop! - Look! There's somebody there!
I'm the sheriff, Gideon Burnett.
I want to get on the coach.
Wherever you're going, first you have to take me to Snow Hill!
- That's just where we are going! - I don't give a damn!
Take me to Snow Hill right now! Right now!
I'm sorry to divert your journey. But I've got to get to Snow Hill!
It's urgent.
I'm the new sheriff.
Not only did they give me all this hassle,
it had to be damn cold too.
Yes, I know what you're thinking.
You're wondering why I'm travelling on foot.
I wasn't travelling on foot.
The bandits took my horse, in order to eat it.
Unhitch the horses and hurry up with the new team.
If the snowstorm starts again we may be stuck here for good.
Would you mind helping me? I'll stand you a drink when we get there.
I'll get the heavier one.
Wow! Aren't you heavy?
Steady, boy.
Come on. Pull him up!
One... two...
Hey, you! That's no way to transport the dead!
That's against regulations!
I'm the new sheriff of Snow Hill.
I gathered from your star.
I thought you were a pig breeder.
But with that on, you look more like a pig breeder who has become a sheriff!
Come on!
Who is that clever one with a priest's hat and a woman's fur coat?
Tigrero. A dubious character.
- Thanks. - Don't mention it.
Hold on, mister! It looks like I have to refresh your memory.
The dead should be transported in coffins of wood or metal,
- as specified in Article 50 of the burial... - You see,
- these aren't ordinary corpses. - Really?
So tell me, what's so special about them?
They were bandits and I am taking them to Snow Hill.
It's been two weeks now and I want to be paid before they go bad.
Excuse me.
Hey, according to these bounties, there ought to be four.
Who are the two on top?
The second and the third.
There's another one waiting to be buried, as soon as I've been paid.
The law says dead or alive.
I'll lay a bet you never take them alive.
To carry them around alive is expensive.
So, the law gives you the option.
And it's too dangerous. They're enemies of God, of humanity, of morality, of order.
It's a patriotic duty to exterminate them!
Hey, pull up here!
What's the matter?
Got another piece of freight to collect.
Give me a hand, please. I can't do it myself.
What's he up to now?
It's here. Come!
Pull him up.
That's it! I left him here two days ago.
The snow kept him nice and fresh!
He's only worth $500, but every little helps.
Well, a man has to provide for his old age.
I don't think you're gonna make it.
You might meet someone faster than you.
That'll be an amusing day.
Very amusing.
Hey, girls! The coach is here!
So long, friend. I hope you'll be a little more talkative next time.
Here's your saddle!
Snow Hill's a little place, isn't it? I had an idea it was bigger.
If it keeps snowing like this, by morning it'll be even smaller.
I want that man followed. Tell me where he's going.
Very well.
Mister, you're not leaving your freight in the street!
Bury him or else take him home and lay him out!
- If you pay me, you can have them. - Who, me?
That's all I need.
Suppose you think I'm the grave digger around here, huh?
I don't like your face or your manners, so watch out or you'll be down with them.
Good evening, Sheriff! Welcome to Snow Hill.
I'm glad to see that you know how to command respect.
And who the hell are you?
I thought you would have guessed.
I'm Henry Pollicut, and that's my store.
Since you were sent here, I thought they had told you about me.
But they didn't. Are you somebody important?
What else are you involved in?
I'm the justice of the peace in Snow Hill. We'll be working together.
Are you gonna pay me now, Sheriff?
Pay me and we'll cut it short.
You'll get paid. Come to my office tomorrow. Now get your freight off the street!
Yes. I sent it to you.
Come in.
I pictured you differently.
But it doesn't make any difference.
Please sit down.
I sent for you because I want you to kill a man. How much do you want?
You could at least answer me!
Can't you talk?
I'm sorry.
I didn't know. I would never have thought it.
Tomorrow, or the day after at the latest, I'll have your money.
I need time to raise it.
Tigrero is the man you want. The bounty killer.
He came into town on the same coach as you.
He killed my husband.
He did it for $1,000 too.
No, if you want me to kill him, put a good price on his head!
You ought to do this for nothing.
It's in your own interest.
He is an enemy of the bounty killers.
I know him. He is a dreamer who thinks he can put the world in order with the gun.
He has his own style.
He draws second and shoots first.
- Sooner or later he's gonna lose his life. - He's here to get you!
He's paid by Pauline.
He'll pick a fight with you.
I can control my temper.
He won't shoot off my thumbs
and he ain't gonna kill me in self-defence.
Maybe he is here for you.
When are you taking that Negro girl to bed? You idiot.
I got rid of her husband, what else do you expect?
If you want to hire a killer, ask your servant.
Here. Or ask one of my colleagues who are coming tomorrow.
You'll sleep here tonight.
Don't show yourself around.
There's a bed upstairs. Good night.
You'll prove your innocence. You can't take the law in your own hands. For your son!
Gordon, come out, this is the sheriff!
It's pointless resisting.
You better go to prison and stop this
or some bounty hunter will kill you.
There is a price on your head. Give yourself up and get a fair trial.
Throw out your gun! A good lawyer will prove your innocence!
OK, I'm surrendering!
Mummy! Mummy!
Mummy!
The child will talk.
No.
He'll never talk again.
I give you the dead and you give me the money. It's all according to the law.
Since Mr Tigrero has to have irrefutable proof of identity,
he always has the bodies and the reward posters when he collects.
It's all correct.
Yes, it may be like you say, but what's your interest in this?
As a banker, you've only got to advance me the money to pay off this man.
Of course, but I have the right to 25 per cent of the money I anticipate.
A profit granted to me by the government. The law provides for everything.
And provides for the immediate payment in cash without formalities. Am I right?
All right! Pay him off and get rid of the corpses, they smell.
So, you earned two rewards of five hundred each...
Two of a thousand each.
- That makes three thousand. - Hey!
There are only three corpses, why are you paying him for four?
- Why are you paying him for four? - They're four.
Where's the fourth body?
It's not my fault. I left the Negro on ice but the wife buried him.
Ask around, everybody knows.
Yes, that's right. He's telling the truth.
This is not the procedure, you said it yourself.
As the accounts don't balance, I want to clear all this up.
I'm confiscating the money and opening an inquiry.
I'll question the widow and whatever else is required.
I shall then inform the governor who will pass it on to the proper department of state.
You agree, don't you? Just like you said.
Everything according to the law.
Cold, ain't it?
If the weather doesn't get better, I'd go back to Africa if I were you.
Sorry, I meant no offence.
Oh, Pauline!
What can I do for you?
Do you want to buy something?
- I am not here to buy but to sell. - To sell what?
My house.
It's worth at least $5,000.
I'll give it to you for a thousand.
You know a good deal when you see one.
Come next door.
- Mind the store, Martin! - Yes, boss.
- May I ask you what you need this for? - No.
It doesn't matter.
I know just the same.
Professional killers are dear.
That's my business.
Just tell me if you are interested in my offer.
No, Pauline.
I'm not what you think I am.
I wouldn't take advantage of your situation.
On the contrary, I want to help you.
Go to hell!
Not bad, son. But it could be better.
What do you think, eh?
Oh, yeah. I heard about that gun.
Some kind of machine gun.
Not very accurate, I hear.
Good shot. Too good.
I'd like to know what a man who can shoot like you is doing hanging around here.
You ain't by some chance one of them no-good bounty hunters?