Red Rock West

Mighty glad to meet you, Mr. Johnson.

- Mr. Johnson. - Back here.

This is my Friend From Texas I told you about.

Yeah.

- Howard, get him an application. - Sure.

Sit anywhere you like.

- You said I already had the job. - It's just a Formality.

- You want some coFFee? - Sure.

- Black, right? - Right.

Jim, I don't need to tell you how dangerous it is out there.

The guy has a Fucked-up leg.

IF you were me, would you hire him?

Give the guy a break. He drove 1,200 miles.

He's too big a risk.

I'Il lose my insurance.

Michael, wait.

Mike, why did you tell him about your leg?

He'd have Found out sooner or later.

So what? By then you'd have had the job.

That wouldn't be right.

Shit.

I'm really sorry about this.

Don't worry about it, Jim. It's not your fault.

Now what will you do?

I don't know. Maybe I'II rob a bank.

- You need some money? - That's okay.

- I'll spot you a couple bucks. - Don't worry about me.

I'II be all right.

You stay in touch.

Yeah. You too.

Anybody here?

Is anybody here?

Hello.

I said, is anybody here?

- Can I help you? - I need some gas.

- Fill her up? - No, just Five dollars' worth.

Texas, huh?

What in the devil brings you out here to Wyoming?

- I'm looking For work. - What kind oF work are you looking For?

I hoped to get on a drilling crew.

Roughneck, huh?

Why don't you try Red Rock?

About 50 miles down the road.

There's a bar there called The Red Rock.

Most oF the local crew hangs out there.

Hell, maybe somebody there can head you in the right direction.

Mighty Fine old car you got here.

You know, they just don't make them that way anymore.

That will be Five dollars.

Five it is.

Thank you.

- You open? - Yeah.

- Got any coFFee? - Yeah.

Thanks.

You were supposed to be here last Friday.

I was beginning to think I'd have to Find somebody else.

You are here For the job, aren't you?

- You must be Wayne? - Yes.

And you're Lyle From dallas?

- Right. - Good.

Now just take your coFFee and let's go in the oFfice.

There's the Five like we agreed.

I'll have the other Five ready for you when it's...

when it's done.

Today is Tuesday, so she'll be out riding most oF the day.

The best way to do this is to make it look like a simple burglary.

Just go out to the house...

break in...

and...

mess the place up a little.

Not too much. Just enough.

And-

And then when she comes in, you-

You know what to do.

Thanks.

I Figure the cops will spend a couple months looking For clues.

Once they come up empty-handed, they'll get Frustrated...

and, eventually...

they'll try to blame some driFter passing through town.

- It happens all the time, you know? - Yeah.

Who is she?

She's my wiFe.

Your name Suzanne?

You're married to Wayne, right?

I don't know how to tell you this, but your husband, Wayne...

he plans to have you murdered.

Is this a joke?

I'm aFraid not.

He paid me to do it.

- What will you do? - I don't know.

I hate to see an innocent woman get hurt...

but it's an awFul lot oF money.

Can I Fix you a drink?

You're taking this a lot better than I thought you would.

Have you ever been married?

- What? - What's your name?

Lyle.

Have you ever been married, Lyle?

It does strange things to people.

Suppose I double his oFFer, and you do something For me?

What?

Take care oF Wayne.

- Is that all? - That will do it.

How much gas you have?

Twenty-nine dollars.

119.78.

- You got anything smaller? - Not today.

Hello?

Hang in there, buddy. I'll get you out of here.

- Get a doctor! - What happened?

- Somebody get a Fucking doctor! - Wait here, sir.

Dr. Smoot. ER, stat.

- What happened? - I hit him with my car.

- Bobby! When? - About 20 minutes ago.

- Weak pulse. Get him into the ER. - Right away.

Wait here. I'll need to ask you some questions.

This way, sir.

Are you Finished yet?

No. Have you heard anything?

Sorry. You'll have to wait For the doctor.

Wait.

I was going to move my car. How's he doing?

It's good you brought him in when you did.

He lost a lot oF blood.

Hi, Doc. Is this the guy that brought him in?

Yeah. Matt, can I talk to you?

- Going somewhere? - Yeah, my car is out there.

It's in the red zone. I was gonna move it.

- Yeah? - That was the sheriFF.

He's on his way over.

- Did you call him? - What do you think?

- You got some ID on you? - Yeah.

Is there a problem, OFficer?

Yeah.

Looks like we have an attempted homicide on our hands.

What are you talking about? It was an accident.

Then how do you explain these?

He's been shot twice in the stomach.

How is Kurt doing?

He's pretty bad oFf, but the doctor says he'll make it.

IF there's any change in his condition, let me know.

"Michael Williams. "

You'll be spending some time with us...

until we can get to the bottom oF this.

Wayne, can I talk to you For a minute?

You're gonna hold this guy?

- You got somebody else? - No, but it doesn't make sense...

he'd shoot him, then bring him to the hospital.

Yeah. Well, Odessa, Texas. That's not too Far.

We can just get him on the phone if we have any questions.

You and Russ impound the car. I'll take him to the station.

Yes, sir.

Get in.

All right, kid.

Start talking. You have two minutes to tell me what is going on.

I thought you needed a stupid bartender.

- Don't fuck with me. - I'm not.

- Who else knows about this? - Nobody.

I said, don't Fuck with me!

I'm not.

What about the guy in the hospital? What happened?

I don't know anything about that.

You don't have to worry. I won't say anything to anyone.

- What about the money? - It's in my car glove compartment.

Good.

So, what do you think?

Why don't you just drop me oFF...

and we'll both Forget the whole thing.

What the fuck are you doing?

- My car broke down. - Where? I don't see a car.

- It's just over that ridge. - Over that ridge, huh?

You're one lucky son oF a bitch.

IF I hadn't just had my brakes done...

I'd be picking your brains out oF my radiator.

- Fuck. - Listen, I hate to ask you this...

but could you give me a ride?

I don't know. Are you dangerous?

I just need a ride. You can drop me oFF at the nearest gas station.

Okay, cowboy, you got yourself a ride.

Get in.

Son oF a bitch.

You banged it up pretty good. How'd you do that?

- I was in the Marine Corp. - No shit?

First Forest Recon.

Last unit to leave Vietnam. April oF '71.

I got the same one right here.

Where were you stationed?

I was with the 24th in Lebanon.

The truck bomb thing- You were there?

Yeah.

Holy shit! Were you in that building they hit?

damn! You are one lucky son oF a bitch.

I know!

I mean, I know I'm lucky.

241 guys weren't.

- Thanks For the ride. - Anytime, soldier.

Are you going in here?

Yeah, I got to take care oF some business...

and I want to buy you a drink.

Thanks, but I should get going.