still out! -That was just a reflex action. lt'll take a few more minutes for the stuff to clear up his head. Perfect. [Bell ringing] MARTY: Come on, Doc. Wake up, buddy. Wake up, Doc! Seamus? Wouldn't expect to see you here this morning. Aye. Something inside me told me l should be here... ...as if my future had something to do with it. He'll come around in a minute. Come on. Come on, Doc. Let's go! Let's wake up now, buddy. TANNEN: Are you in there, Eastwood? lt's 8:00 and l'm calling you out. MARTY: lt's not 8:00 yet! TANNEN: lt is by my watch! Let's settle this once and for all, runt! Or ain't you got the gumption? Listen. l'm not really feeling up to this today. -So l'll have to forfeit. -Forfeit? What's that mean? -lt means that you win without a fight. -Without shooting? He can't do that. You can't do that! You know what I think? l think you ain't nothing but a gutless, yellow turd! I'm giving you to the count of 10 to come out here and prove I'm wrong! One! Doc, come on, sober up, buddy. TANNEN: Two! MAN: You better get out there, son. l got $20 gold bet on you, so don't let me down. TANNEN: Three! MAN 2: l got $30 gold bet against you, so don't let me down. Four! MAN 3: You better face up to it, son, because if you don't go out there-- MARTY: What? TANNEN: Five! -What if l don't go out there? -You're a coward. TANNEN: Six! And you'll be branded a coward for the rest of your days! MAN 3: Everybody everywhere will say Clint Eastwood... ...is the biggest yellow-belly in the West! Seven! Here! TANNEN: Eight! l already got a gun. TANNEN: Nine! Ten! Do you hear me, runt? l said that's 10, you gutless, yellow pie-slinger! He's an asshole! I don't care what Tannen says! l don't care what anybody else says either. MARTY: Doc, you okay? DOC: l think so. What a headache! -You got a back door to this place? -lt's in the back. Let's go. Are you coming out here or do l have to come in after you? The thing l really miss here is Tylenol. Hey! Reach, blacksmith! [Train whistle blowing] [Bell ringing] GENTLEMAN: Yes, sir, that poor fellow last night... ...had the worst case of broken heart l have ever seen. When he said he didn't know how he could live the rest of his life... ...knowing how much hurt he'd caused that little girl... ...l really felt for him, l did, right here. TANNEN: Listen up, Eastwood! l aim to shoot somebody today, and l prefer it'd be you. But if you're just too damn yellow... ...it'll just have to be your blacksmith friend. Forget about me, Marty, and save yourself! You got one minute to decide. You hear me, runt? One minute! [Train whistle blowing distantly] l've never seen a man so broken up over a woman. What did he say her name was? Cara? Sara? -Clara. -Clara. -Excuse me. -Ma'am? Was this man tall, with great big brown puppy-dog eyes... ...and long silvery, flowing hair? You know him. [Clara panting] Emmett! [Brakes scraping loudly] [All shrieking] [Dramatic instrumental music] Time's up, runt! [Clock bells ringing] [Gun cocks] Prepare to meet your maker, blacksmith. MARTY: Right here, Tannen! [Suspenseful instrumental music] Draw! No! l thought we could settle this like men. You thought wrong, dude. [Laughing] TANNEN: Thank you. [Tannen shrieking] [Tannen grunts] [Dramatic instrumental music] [Tannen grunts] [Tannen groaning] [Crowd laughing] That was good. You know what l think? -l think Buford's going to jail. -Yeah. Get him out of that shit. Get them! DEPUTY: Buford Tannen, you're under arrest for robbing the Pine City stage. You got anything to say? l hate manure. Look! Yes! [Whistle blowing] -The train! -Can we make it? We'll have to cut them off at Coyote Pass. [Dramatic instrumental music] BOY: Hey, mister. Mr. Eastwood. -Here's your gun, mister. -Thanks, kid. Seamus. lt's worth $12. Never been used. SEAMUS: Maybe l'll trade it for a new hat. MARTY: ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Место встречи изменить нельзя на английском - текст Чайковский на английском - текст Чем суровей они с нами обращаются на английском - текст Дракон Пита на английском - текст Жидкое небо на английском |