My Name Is Nobody

As Jack Beauregard (Henry Fonda), a grizzled gunslinger tired of being pursued by various adversaries, contemplates retiring from the violent life and setting sail for Europe, he finds himself intersecting with an enigmatic figure known only as "Nobody" (Terence Hill). This charismatic stranger is not only a die-hard fan of Jack's but also a formidable marksman in his own right. Nobody has concocted a plan to cement Jack's legend by pitting him against an insurmountable foe: the notorious 150-member bandit gang, "The Wild Bunch".

Initially skeptical of Nobody's outlandish proposal, Jack views him as just another rival seeking to make a name for himself by eliminating his idol. However, Nobody proves to be steadfast in his conviction, driven by a desire to see Jack's name etched in the annals of history.

Their plan hinges on the existence of Mr. Sullivan (Jean Martin), the proprietor of a worthless mine whose true value lies in its use as a front for laundering stolen gold. Jack's brother, the Nevada Kid, was once co-owner of this mine, until Sullivan's treachery took his life. Nobody hopes that Jack will seek revenge against Sullivan, thereby drawing the ire of the Wild Bunch.

Sullivan, anticipating Jack's wrath, has already dispatched several henchmen to eliminate him, with limited success. On one occasion, Jack foiled their attempts; on another, Nobody intervened, thwarting the plot. When Sullivan attempts to hire additional assassins to take out Jack, Nobody feigns interest in the job and, through a series of verbal sparring matches and gunfights, warns Jack of the impending ambush. Together, they dispatch the two hired guns lurking in hiding.

Despite Nobody's fervent pleas for Jack to exact revenge on Sullivan, the aging gunslinger defies expectations by refusing to shed blood for his brother's misdeeds. Instead, he extracts a financial settlement from Sullivan and rides off toward New Orleans, where his ship awaits, leaving a trail of dust and disillusionment in his wake.

As Jack Beauregard (name still fresh in the annals of history) refuses to be deterred by Nobody's cunning plans, he commandeers a gold-laden train barreling down those very same tracks. But before he can make his escape, a slow-moving locomotive stalks him, refusing to let him close the distance - and the notorious Wild Bunch hurtles towards them from the horizon. Jack comes to realize that he's been expertly funneled into a confrontation Nobody has masterfully orchestrated.

With the embankment of the tracks as his makeshift sanctuary, Jack prepares to face off against 150 bandits on his own. His mind flashes back to an earlier encounter where some of the riders had loaded their saddlebags with explosives, and he uses the glinting decorations in the sunlight to hone in on his targets. By setting off a series of devastating blasts, Jack cleaves a wide swath through the bandit gang, reducing their numbers to a mere fraction of what they once were.

As the dust settles into a protracted gunfight, with both sides trading fire from behind cover, Nobody expertly pilots the train forward, sandwiching Jack between the two warring factions. With the Wild Bunch at bay, Jack and Nobody make their escape towards New Orleans, leaving the remnants of the gang in their wake.

Now that his legend has been cemented by a legendary victory, there's only one thing left for Jack to do before he can set sail for Europe: he must fake his own demise in battle. It becomes clear that even the peculiar choice of name was part of Nobody's grand design for Jack - a carefully staged duel and a public death scene later, the grave of Jack Beauregard bears the epitaph, "Nobody was faster on the draw."

With his anonymity secured, Jack can board his ship, bidding farewell to Nobody with a letter wishing him luck. The rules of the west are changing with modernity's arrival, and it's now up to Nobody to handle the new threats in his inimitable style - a demonstration that, when it comes to self-preservation, Nobody is unmatched.