Face to Face (1967)
William Berger: Charley 'Chas' A. Siringo
Charley Siringo : [confronts Fletcher and Bennet] Beauregard Bennet! Brad Fletcher! Throw down your arms! I arrest you... in the name of the law.
Professor Brad Fletcher : [Fletcher shoots Siringo, wounding him. Bennet throws down his rifle and one of his gunbelts] What are you doing? You crazy?
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : I'm doing what I think is right.
Professor Brad Fletcher : "Right"! What does that mean? How do you know what's right? Was it right for Siringo to kill the sheriff just to get into your gang? Maybe you think the vigilantes were right. Answer me! Is that it? Listen, Beau - there's only one kind of right in the world. The kind you make for yourself if you're big enough and strong enough! And we're both strong, Beau. You and I together, we can recruit the best men in the West! Bennet's Raiders, a hundred times stronger than before! I have some wonderful plans. There's no other kind of right, can't you understand that?
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : [punches Fletcher] There is, damn you, there is! There is! Know where? Right here in my heart! Go away and leave me, Brad. There's nothing more you can do.
Professor Brad Fletcher : No. There's still one thing I can do...
[looks at Siringo]
Professor Brad Fletcher : And I should have done it long before.
[Fletcher readies his rifle and prepares to kill Siringo. Suddenly, a shot rings out - Bennet has shot Fletcher with his revolver]
Professor Brad Fletcher : But... Beau, what made you do it?
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : It was what I had to do.
Professor Brad Fletcher : [staggers away] I had many ideas... so many... so many plans, Beau... great... great...
[Fletcher staggers behind a dune, and dies]
Charley Siringo : [referring to a pile of "Wanted" posters] These posters are my references.
Charley Siringo : [referring to a damaged sheriff's star on his coat] It's my good luck charm... from my first sheriff.
Charley Siringo : [to Bennet] I admit you're plenty smart. And that's the main reason I wanna work for you.
Charley Siringo : [after shooting the face of a vigilante who resembles Bennet] He's got long hair. He's built... 'bout the same as you. Nobody'll recognise his face now. The law will be satisfied with a fake Beauregard Bennet. Anyhow, the real one doesn't exist anymore. Now, beat it. Run, Beau.
[Bennet is confused]
Charley Siringo : Go 'way!
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : [mounts his horse] Good luck, friend. Adiós!
Charley Siringo : Luck to you, Beau.
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : Did you ever hear talk of the, um... Pinkertons?
Charley Siringo : Sure. It's a private detective agency.
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : Well, of all the lawmen on my trail these days, they're the most troublesome.
[referring to Siringo's posters]
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : They could make up a story like yours.
Charley Siringo : I understand. But, this'll prove that I don't have anything to do with them.
[pulls out a gun and aims it at Bennet, but doesn't fire]
Charley Siringo : A Pinkerton man would've shot the both of you by now. Who'd stop him?
Solomon 'Beauregard' Bennet : I would.
[Siringo chuckles, only to hear Bennet cock a revolver under the table]
Charley Siringo : Try to understand, sheriff... but, I've had several chances to catch Beauregard; I've been after him for months. But I haven't done it, because he's been trying to round up some of his former friends. When they're all together - that'll be the time to arrest Beauregard, and his whole gang with him. Put an end to Bennet's Raiders for good.
Sheriff at de Winton Estate : Smart plan you've cooked up, Siringo... only Beauregard Bennet's gonna be my prisoner, mister. I'm going to the de Wintons to arrest him. And you'd better keep out of my way.
Charley Siringo : [ruefully] Yep. I'd better keep out of your way.
[Siringo has sabotaged the Raiders' bank robbery and killed or wounded most of its members]
Charley Siringo : Maximilian! You're all alone now!
Maximilian de Winton : I've been alone all my life.
Charley Siringo : Come on out!
Maximilian de Winton : On one condition!
Charley Siringo : Name it.
Maximilian de Winton : That both of us come out.
Charley Siringo : That's all right.
[Both men emerge from their hiding places, and draw their guns - Siringo is the victor]
Maximilian de Winton : [looking at the blood on his hands] Good shot...
[Zachary and the vigilantes are halted by Siringo]
Charley Siringo : Stop! Stop in the name of the law!
Zachary Shawn : What's the idea, Siringo? Get out of our way!
Charley Siringo : All you fellas go back home! There's nothin' more to do here. Beauregard Bennet and Brad Fletcher are my affair! Those other people haven't broken the law. They've got a right to go where they like!
Zachary Shawn : [whispering to a vigilante] We got to get him out of the way. You shoot him, I'll cover you.
[the vigilante rides up to Siringo to shoot him, but Siringo shoots him first. Zachary fires - his shot hits Siringo in the arm. Siringo shoots him]
Charley Siringo : Try again if you want... every one of you will have a Pinker't man on your heels the rest of your life. Clear out! Go on home!
[the vigilantes ride away]