Jejudo, South Korea
Do we hear stuff like this anymore:
There are loud slammings of window covers, latches, and doors. He notices how secure it is and how things have changed - asking the uniformed guard:
Butch: What happened to the old bank? It was beautiful.
Guard: People kept robbing it.
Butch: That's a small price to pay for beauty.
Butch's partner is introduced in a similar, sepia-toned sequence filmed in close-up. During a blackjack card game in Macon's Saloon - a typically cliched Western scene, Butch's partner, a dead-panning, silent, dim-witted, mustached, dark-hatted cardsharp 'The Sundance Kid' [(Robert Redford) not identified by name until later] deals cards to other players at a gaming table. One opponent named Tom folds his hands and asks for credit from the saloon owner/gunman Mr. Macon (Donnelly Rhodes), but is denied. Off-camera, Macon confronts the mustached player:
Macon: Well, it looks like you just about cleaned everybody, fella - you haven't lost a hand since you got the deal. What's the secret of your success?
Sundance: (mono-syllabically) Prayer.
Macon: Let's just you and me play.
Sundance plays against his final, sole opponent - a professional gambler and gunman and the only one left at the table. When Macon busts, he accuses Sundance of cheating while the card player is raking in his winnings and stacking everything neatly in piles: "You're a helluva card player fella. I know, cause I'm a helluva card player. And I can't even spot how you're cheatin'." Although Sundance attempts to ignore the insulting accusation, other players back off. Macon stands with his immense hand readied by his holstered gun: "The money stays - you go."
Butch enters the saloon - he would rather rely on his brains than gunplay, and so he interrupts an impending shoot-out:
Butch: We seem to be a little short on brotherly love around here.
Macon: If you're with him, you'd better get yourselves out of here.
Butch: (urging his partner) We're on our way. Come on.
Sundance: (with his head slightly down) I wasn't cheating.
Butch: (now more urgently as he drops down beside him) Come on!
Sundance: (louder) I wasn't cheating.
Macon: You can die. For that matter, you can both die.
Butch: You hear that?
Sundance: If he invites us to stay, then we'll go.
Butch: We were gonna leave anyway.
Sundance: He's gotta invite us to stick around.
Butch: He'll draw on ya. He's ready. You don't know how fast he is. (He moves around behind his pal) I'm over the hill, but it can happen to you.
Sundance: That's just what I want to hear.
Butch: Every day you get older. Now that's a law! (Macon cocks his pistol.) (Butch rises and moves over to the gunman) What would you think about maybe asking us to stick around?
Butch: You don't have to mean it or anything. Just ask us to stick around. I promise you...(Macon refuses to listen and gestures sharply for Butch to move away. Butch hesitates, turns toward his pal, and softly advises) I can't help you, Sundance.
When the gunman realizes the identity of his opponent - that he is up against quick-draw "Sundance," a horrified, dismayed look crosses his face. As they stand facing each other, the gunman humbly apologizes to the fearsome killer with a deadly reputation, and then requests a display of Sundance's expertise as a gunman:
Macon: I didn't know you were the Sundance Kid when I said you were cheatin'. If I draw on you, you'll kill me.
Sundance: There's that possibility.
Butch: No, you'd be killin' yourself. So why don't you just invite us to stick around? You can do it, and easy. Come on. (coaxing) Come on.
Macon: (blurting out a subliminal apology) Why don't you stick around?
Butch: Thanks but, hah, we gotta get goin'. (He scoops up the Kid's winnings into his hat.)
Macon: (watching as Sundance strides out) Hey Kid! (louder) Hey Kid! How good are ya? (Sundance dives, whirls around, fans his gun and fires, demonstrating his lightning-fast draw. He detaches the gunman's gunbelt from his waist and sends his gun skittering and spiraling across the floor.)
Butch: (to Sundance as they both leave) Like I've been tellin' ya, over the hill.