bury this muzzle deep enough
in his back nobody will hear the shot.
Careful. You've only got one bullet with that.
I only need one.
I told you to watch your back, smithy.
You're early.
It's a Derringer. Small but effective.
The last time I used it, fella took two days to die.
Bled to death inside. It was real painful.
That means you'll be dead
by about supper time Monday.
Excuse me. I don't know
who you think you are, but we're dancing.
Look what we have here.
Ain't you gonna introduce me?
I'd like a dance.
I wouldn't give you the pleasure.
You'll have to go ahead and shoot.
- All right.
- I'll dance with him.
Boys, keep the blacksmith company
while I get acquainted with the filly!
Yeah!
I don't dance very well
when my partner has a gun in his hand.
You'll learn.
Maybe I'll just take
my $80 worth out of her!
Leave her alone!
Yeah, I bet there's something you can do
that's worth $80.
I believe you've underestimated me, mister.
Have I?
Stop it!
Damn you!
No, I damn you!
I damn you to hell!
- You.
- Lighten up, jerk!
Mighty strong words, runt!
You man enough to back them up
with more than just a pie plate?
Just leave my friends alone.
What's wrong, dude? You yellow?
That's what I thought. A yellow-belly.
Nobody calls me yellow.
Then let's finish it. Right now.
Not now, Buford. Marshal's got our guns.
Like I said, we'll finish this tomorrow!
Tomorrow we're robbing the Pine City stage.
What about Monday?
We doing anything Monday?
Monday would be fine.
You can kill him on Monday.
I'll be back this way on Monday.
We'll settle this then.
Right there, out in the street...
...in front of the Palace Saloon.
Yeah, right. When?
High noon?
Noon?
I do my killing before breakfast. 7:00!
8:00. I do my killing after breakfast.
Marty!
Break it up.
What's all this about?
You causing trouble here, Tannen?
No trouble, Marshal.
Just a little personal matter
between me and Eastwood.
This don't concern the law.
Tonight, everything concerns the law.
Break it up.
Any brawling, it's 15 days in the county jail.
All right, folks. This is a party.
Come on! Let's have some fun!
8:00 Monday, runt.
If you ain't here, I'll hunt you
and shoot you down like a duck.
It's "dog. " Shoot him down like a dog.
Let's go, boys!
Let these sissies have their party!
What are you doing, saying you'll meet Tannen?
Don't worry about it.
Monday morning we'll be gone.
Theoretically, yes. But what if the train's late?
- We'll discuss this later.
- We'll discuss it now.
- Thank you for your gallantry.
- Ma'am.
Had you not interceded,
Emmett might have been shot.
Marty... Clint, I'm gonna take Clara home.
- Right. Good night.
- You sure set him straight.
I'm glad somebody finally stood up
to that son of a bitch.
You're all right in my book.
I'd like to buy you a drink.
You don't have to buy me anything.
It was no big deal...
You can have this brand-new
Colt Peacemaker and gun belt, free of charge.
Free?
I want everybody to know
the gun that shot Buford Tannen...
...was a Colt Peacemaker!
No problem. Thanks a lot.
Of course, if you lose, I'm taking it back.
Thanks again.
You had him.
You could have walked away and nobody
would have thought less of you.
All it would have been was words,
hot air from a buffoon.
Instead, you let him rile you...
...into playing his game, his way, by his rules.
Seamus, relax. I know what I'm doing.
- He reminds me of poor Martin.
- Aye.
- Who?
- Me brother.
Wait a minute.
You have a brother named Martin McFly?
Had a brother.
Martin used to let men
provoke him into fighting.
He was concerned people
would think him a coward if he refused.
That's how he got a knife shoved through
his belly in a saloon in Virginia City.
Never considered the future, poor Martin.
God rest his soul.
Sure, and I hope you're
considering the future, Mr. Eastwood.
I think about it all the time.
That crater all by itself,