[wind howls]
[horse hooves galloping]
[whinnies]
Do you know a man called Skunk?
Uh-huh.
Where does he sleep?
In the funeral parlor, across the road.
Opposite the church.
And where's the church?
Over there. Right behind you.
Point to it.
[horse nickers]
[gasps]
Does this church have a tower?
Yes.
Is your priest rich?
Yes.
Good.
Then you have a bell.
-[gunshot] -[bell dings]
[dinging echoes]
[echoing continues]
-[gunshot] -[bell rings]
Skunk?
Hey. Honey. Limey!
What's going on 'round here?
It's the blind man.
Skunk.
I'm here, Blindman. What do you want?
I want my 50 women.
You got my women and I want 'em.
You're in the wrong town, mister.
All I've got here are two nice, young men.
-If you want them. -[men laughing]
You forget, I have a contract.
We're supposed to deliver those women
to the miners in Lost Creek, Texas.
The women are gone.
A guy called Domingo's got them.
And where's this "Domingo"?
Mexico.
[laughing continues]
Mexico's a big place, Skunk.
I don't know this guy, Domingo.
We'll go there together.
You don't have to worry about a thing.
He's a friend.
[men guffawing]
[man] Show him the contract.
[men laughing]
You know something, Skunk?
Every night,
I kneel down and I say my prayers.
And every night...
I ask the good Lord...
"Lord...
who are my friends?"
And you know something, Skunk?
[fuse hisses]
Every night, it's the same thing.
He don't answer.
[loud explosion]
[western music playing]
Which way is it to Mexico?
How are we going to show you?
Just show the horse.
[neighs]
[grunting]
Well, boss,
what's this town like?
[nickers]
Another shit, huh?
[taps]
I want a room.
What's wrong with you, mister?
You deaf?
What are you doing?
-I light the lamp. -I don't need it.
Do you need anything else?
A whore.
Sí, señor. Old or young?
What's the difference?
The old ones cost more. The price of experience.
-Then get me a young one. -Uh-huh.
[objects clattering]
-[knocking on door] -Come in.
Come here.
What's your name?
My name?
Margherita.
Listen, Margherita.
I need some information.
I'm looking for a man called Domingo.
For a business deal.
How do I go about finding him?
[gasping]
Shh. Quiet.
Don't scream.
I told you, it's for a business deal.
[whining]
I... I don't know nothing.
Nothing at all.
Please, let me go.
Just tell me where he lives.
I don't know nothing.
I'll give you money, Margherita.
Lots of money.
Are you the father of Pilar?
Yes.
Well, I need some information.
How do I find Domingo?
[horses galloping]
Where is Pilar?
She's inside.
Announce me, Pedro.
[guitar strums]
[guitar plays]
Pilar.
[pounding]
That Domingo?
His brother.
Candy.
[snaps fingers]
You're a pig.
[Candy] I'll remember that.
[laughing]
-[laughing continues] -Peace!
Peace, brothers.
There's enough hate in this world.
What we got to do is try to love one another.
Who is he?
Hey.
The guy is blind.
Blind?
Then give him a peso and get him out.
No, no.
Wait a minute.
He has to earn it.
Hey, blind man.
Do you play the guitar?
No.
Can you sing?
No.
Then dance, blind man.
-[gunshots] -[men laughing]
[guitar plays]
Well, all right.
[laughing continues]
[gunshots]
I'll take you to Domingo myself.
Look at me, little one.
What's the matter?
Aren't you happy? [chuckles]
We have a big fiesta here tonight.
So you be happy.
Which one of these does Candy take for himself?
He doesn't take any.
Why not?
Because he likes the daughter of the gringo.
Where is he now?
In the ghost town.
You're like a piece of wood.
You know?
Someday I am going to build a fire under you.
Just to get a little bit of warmth.
You are my woman.
Do you understand?
I will never be your woman.
-[smacks] -[gasps]
-[sighs] -[gasping continues]
[Mexican music playing]
[children yelling]
[laughing]
Domingo, amigo.
-My general. -[laughing]
[speaking Spanish]
Ah, Sweet Mama.
And it's good to see you.
Of course, amigos.
The first choice is yours.
-Thank you. -Gracias.
-Thank you. -[men laughing]
-[claps] -[man] This should be good.
[all] Ah.
I salute your beauty, Sweet Mama.
-Thank you, General. -[laughs]
And now, from Europe.
The most beautiful girls.
[Mexican music playing]
[men cheering]
[man] Qué linda!
[men chattering]
[music continues]
Domingo's house
is straight in front of here.
Good.
Now, you wait here for me, all right?
[men laughing]
[panting] No! Please!
[whining]
-[laughing] -[screaming]
[laughs] Stupid.
You'll never have any luck with a woman.
Why not, General?
Domingo, there is this man outside
who wants to talk to you.
Are you crazy? Not now.
He says it's important.
Tell him to go to hell.
[gunshot]
God damn, that's a delicate thing.
All you have to do is breathe on it.
Stand up.
Nobody invited you to sit down.
Right.
You must be Domingo.
Never mind who I am.
I want my 50 women.
Huh. [laughs]
Your 50 women?
Yes. My 50 women.
[men laughing]
Why are they your women?
'Cause I have a contract.
What contract?
This one.
That a friend of yours named Skunk and I signed.
We were supposed to deliver those women
to 50 miners in Lost Creek, Texas.
Who've already paid for their trip
and asked for their hands in marriage.
Skunk?
[chuckles]
Oh, that Skunk. He screwed you, huh?
Right.
But he said you were friend
and that I could ask you for the women.
He would have come along with me, you see,
but he had a little accident.
[chuckles]
Well...
I can't read, you know?
But this looks like a contract though, right?
So, I'll solve this little problem.
Now you don't have a contract.
Because I burn it.
Now let me give you some good advice,
you Mexican pig.
You better burn me too.
Excuse me for just one more minute, General.
[laughing]
You still don't have the strength!
[women screaming]
-My friend! -[screaming continues]
They're mine!
I am a patient man,
but I can only take so much!
Now, with the compliments of my heart,
give him a few pesos
and throw his ass out of here!
And now, amigos, we go and have our dinner,
-huh? -Yeah.
[Mexican music playing]
-[gunshot] -[mumbles]
The girls are ready now!
You can go in! Go in!
[crowd cheering]
[officer] Por la patria y por el honor.
[men] Por la patria y por el honor.
[laughing]
Ah!
[men cheering]
I want to declare officially,
that Domingo is the finest and most perfect host
in the whole state.
[officer] I second that!
[laughing, cheering]
I thank you from my heart.
But the praise must go to my sister,
who is the mistress of this house.
Ah.
To Sweet Mama.
[men] To Sweet Mama!
Your health, Señora.
[men chuckling]
-Good meal. -My sister is very honored.
You make her very happy.
But I tell you something.
I know her.
And she would be even more happy
if you hand over the money for the women.
[giggles]
Hey, she keeps the accounts for me.
Mm-hmm.
-She's an expert. -Mm?
She learn it from the priest.
[all laughing]
Give it to him.
$50,000, as we agreed.
Who killed my men?
Who killed them?
-[rifle clanks] -[objects rattling]
I don't know.
I didn't see a thing.
Now, you do what I told you, old man.
[all cheering]
[chanting]
And now,
here are the delicate, young girls
to warm your hearts and your beds,
wherever your brave general may take you.
[cheering continues]
[rapid gunfire]
-[Mexican music playing] -[cheering]
More cigars.
More wine.
More women.
[cheering and laughing]
More everything.
[laughing continues]
[gunshots]
Don't move, General.
Hijo de puta!
Mátame, Domingo, es mejor.
Oh, no, General.
Dude!
You are worth two million pesos
to me alive.
Clean up these bodies and get rid of this mess!
[creaking]
[creaking continues]
-[object jangles] -[gunshots]
I told you, don't move.
[gunshots]
That's far enough!
I've got your 50 women.
Turn 'em loose and send 'em on down here.
Mister?
Please, let me go.
I need you.
Now you go count those women, put 'em in a car.
And you count loud.
Now!
Okay.
One, two...
three, four...
five, six, seven...
eight...
...19, 20, 21...
22, 23...
-[jangling continues] -Uh-uh.
-[man] Keep going. Twenty-five. -I'll tell you when.
[man] Thirty, 31...
32, 33...
34...
...37, 38, 39,
40, 41, 42...
43, 44, 45, 46...
You know, a man could use
a good drink of water out here.
-Couldn't he? -...Forty-nine.
Fifty.
[sighs]
Let's get out of here, fast.
Are you all right?
Yes.
[train whistles]
Adios, Domingo!
And you know? Skunk was right!
You're a real friend.
[laughs]
You dumb son of a bitch.
Are you letting him go?
[Domingo] That's right.
Well, I'm gonna stop him.
Candy!
I'm still the one who makes the decisions.
You understand?
He says he wants 50 women.
Now he's got them.
It'll be a long ride, girls.
Don't worry about it.
Just keep smiling. 'Cause we did it.
Broke it off with that Domingo,
didn't we?
[whistling continues]
[revolver clicks]
Well now.
Isn't this something?
One man and 50 women.
Yeah, that's something
you write home about, isn't it?
[groans]
[chuckles]
[snake hisses]
[hisses continues]
What kind of a son of a bitch
puts a snake in a man's food?
[door creaks]
[laughing]
If that snake bites me,
I might die.
And if I die...
you tell your brother Candy
he's never gonna see Pilar again.
[laughing continues]
What do you mean?
'Cause I have her.
[gunshots]
He will tell us everything.
[chuckles]
[chuckling continues]
[loud thudding]
[clicking]
[chuckles] Wait, huh?
If you kill him now, he'll never tell you anything.
[screams]
[vocalizing]
[grunting]
[vocalizing continues]
[grunts]
[groans]
If you don't tell me where she is...
I'll break every bone in your body.
Shut your mouth, General.
Is there a law that forbids a man to sing?
Hmm?
[clicks]
[chuckles]
General.
-[grunts] -[groans]
[Blindman groans]
Stop!
She's in the shepherd's hut.
On a-- On a mountain. Outside the Mexican village.
God damn.
Without eyes, it's one thing.
Without that... [groans]
No, no, Blindman.
[rock music playing]
One, two...
four, five.
-[groans] -[all gasping]
[keys jingling]
[whispers] Can you girls hear me?
[all] Yes.
Well, you just hold on. And I'll be back.
[laughing]
You find a way out of here, quick.
Yeah, let's go.
Wait, a minute. Stop.
What's wrong?
I forgot my hat.
Your hat?
Yeah, you gotta get me my hat.
Your hat? In this moment?
Ay, you goddamn crazy gringo.
Here. Let's go.
[footsteps pounding]
Go.
[groaning]
[gunshot]
-[gunshots] -[groans]
They can plant that son of a bitch.
Ah, this goddamn crazy gringo.
[chuckles]
You know, you're doing one hell of a job.
Good job, your ass.
Let's go.
Uh...
We'll have to jump.
-How far? -About ten feet.
[whistles]
[whinnies]
That's my horse.
God damn.
-Is he below me? -Yeah.
Huh? Okay.
-Come on, General. -[chuckles]
[whistles]
[screams]
-[groans] -[laughing]
Maldito, gringo, maldito. Maldito, caballo.
[western music playing]
This is mine.
But it is better you come with me.
So I can take care of you.
No.
You go on and get as far away from here as you can.
- Ah, adios! -[horse whinnies]
Haw, ha.
Hey. Blindman.
[rock music playing]
[door creaks]
The blind man got away.
After he sent me looking for Pilar.
-I should've killed him. -Ha!
What did you expect to find?
You fool!
Now, you listen to me.
And you listen to me good.
You get that bitch out of your mind.
You understand?
Don't say another word.
This is my business.
You keep out of it.
We looked everywhere.
The blind man is not here.
My brother wants this girl.
So, we get her.
You hear me, Dude?
We get her.
I found some sticks of dynamite
near the back entrance.
Let me feel it.
How much of this did you find?
[old man] As much as you need.
That's good.
Now, you listen to me, old man.
Get your wagon,
and fill it up with this.
Take this money.
You buy two more wagons.
Then you go to Domingo's fort and you wait for me.
Go on. Be careful.
But why you doing all of this?
Doing all of what?
Getting yourself into trouble.
The money?
Let me tell you something, Pilar.
To have no eyes,
means to be half a man.
To have no eyes and no money...
now, that's a bitch.
Come on now, I want you to show me around this mine.
What are you doing here?
I'm getting in my wagon.
Where is Pilar?
The old gold mine.
The blind man?
I don't know.
You know, old man?
Once you called me a pig?
[groans]
[rock music playing]
He's coming.
-Is Domingo with him? -I didn't see anyone else.
That's good.
[rock tapping]
Now, you wait for me by the back entrance, okay?
Wait a sec!
Come here.
Take off your bloomers.
[rock music playing]
All right!
[yells out battle cry]
[loud explosion]
Hurry! Go on!
Faster! Hurry, did you hear me?
Go higher!
Dude! We find another entrance.
[Blindman laughing]
What's the matter with you?
Why are you hiding? Are you afraid?
[gunshots]
You want your women, don't you?
Well, I'll have him give 'em back to you.
Come out, you blind bastard.
I'll kill you!
[gunshot]
[revolver clicks]
When a woman's got you by the short hairs, boy...
you're done.
Finished.
[rock music playing]
We gotta get out, come on.
Candy!
Candy?
[sobs]
[western music playing]
Wait here for me.
[gun tapping]
[footsteps tapping]
[screams]
[Blindman] Sing!
[vocalizing]
And what is the matter with you?
[groaning]
I want my 50 women.
[quivering]
Give her to me.
[slapping]
[women shouting]
Now, now, girls. That's enough.
I still need that bitch.
Now, come on.
[music continues]
-Haw! Haw! -[whinnies]
[all yelping]
Get them!
[gunshot]
[screams]
[screaming continues]
[yells out]
Dude!
Put the rest in the wagon and bring that one to me.
[clicks]
Well, Sweet Mama,
I guess the sun don't shine
on the same dog's ass all the time.
[Sweet Mama] Kill that lying bastard!
[Domingo] Take your eyes off my sister!
Get out!
Get out, all of you!
[western music playing]
[bell rings]
[ringing continues]
Now we wait for darkness.
No. He said we wait for the night.
[whispers in foreign language]
[bells ringing]
[ringing continues]
Now that you've given him your blessing, priest...
-you can marry him. -[gasps]
And here is the bride!
But Domingo, your brother is dead.
My brother is alive!
He is alive!
My brother is a happy man.
He likes dancing.
And drinking.
And pretty women.
Sing for him!
You dance!
Now, you get drunk for him!
I don't need a priest.
I don't need anyone.
I'll marry you myself.
Dude!
-[Pilar gasping] -[crowd screaming]
[Blindman] Domingo!
You lowlife pimp.
You know what I'm gonna do to you?
I'm gonna break your ass!
I want him alive.
[music continues]
[footsteps tapping]
[whispers] Pilar.
[door creaking]
[screaming]
[groans]
[yells out]
[gasping]
Bitch.
Goddamn bitch bites.
[Pilar, whispers] Hey!
We have to find a place to hide.
We can go to the ghost town.
How far is it?
Near here.
Okay, let's get my horse.
Come on.
[western music playing]
Jesús!
Haw! Haw!
I'm going to get Domingo.
Point to him.
[gunshots]
[footsteps tapping]
[both screaming]
Come on.
Wait, wait a minute. Gotta get my rifle.
[floor creaks]
[Blindman yells out]
[grunts]
[both screaming]
Hey.
No, no. Not now.
[dramatic music playing]
How many are there?
About 15.
That's enough then.
Let's go.
Get down on the ground.
[chuckles]
Domingo.
I wish you no harm.
But that all your teeth fall out.
Except for one.
And with that one,
you have a toothache for rest of your life.
[laughs]
You son of a bitch.
[clicks]
[General] Hey, gringo!
[laughs]
[horses galloping in distance]
[gunfire]
Stop.
He went through this door in front of you.
Stand back.
[yells out]
[yelling continues]
Huh?
[grunts]
[clicks]
[chuckles]
[clicks]
It's all over for you, Blindman.
[groans]
[screaming]
[chuckles]
You goddamn crazy gringo.
[Domingo groaning]
[whimpers] My eyes!
[grunts]
[screaming continues]
Now you find your gun.
[clicks]
[gunshots]
[gun clicking]
[rifle clicks]
[whimpers]
No.
[gunshot]
Domingo...
you're fucked.
Hey, General!
[General] Over here, gringo.
Hey, General. Listen.
I gotta deal for you.
No, no. You don't owe me nothing.
You saved my life,
I save your life.
Now, we are even. [laughs]
No, no. It's not that.
[chuckles]
I have a contract that guarantees me $50,000,
if I deliver those women to Lost Creek, Texas.
So, why don't you come along with me?
[laughing]
We'll make lots of money together.
But why you like money so much?
[laughing]
I like to buy things.
And you buy things, gringo.
Buy lots of things.
And when you have everything,
you come see me sometime, eh?
Adios! [laughs]
[laughing continues]
You goddamn crazy gringo.
Vamos, muchachos!
Boy, he's really a nice man.
[whistles]
[whinnies]
Where will you go now?
Well, I still have to bring those women to Texas.
Would you help me round them up?
But the women?
The general took them.
He took them?
[Pilar] Yes, in the wagons.
No.
He took them?
Oh, no.
Pilar.
That general,
that's what I call a dirty,
two-faced son of a bitch.
Haw!
[western music playing]