High Plains Drifter | 1973

Look what I found in the bushes!

Stacey, it was always you.

That's why Morg Allen hated you.

He knew how much I loved you.

Yeah, I bet you just cried yourself to sleep every night...

thinking about me in that territorial prison.

But I did. I really did!

Yeah, well, I can see it all now.

You lying there in Morg Allen?s bed...

just a-cryin? and a-humpin?.

Oh, no!

Give me that bottle.

Cole, go and get the horses ready.

You got it, Stace.

You're going to take me with you, aren?t you?

I can do better than you in a four-bit fancy house.

You still here?

Goddamn right l?m still here!

I wanna know who them sons of bitches was that ambushed us.

That's what we're gonna fi nd out right now.