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  • -Man: I don't remember much about my father, Jebediah Seagrave.

  • I don't care to neither.

  • I remember his horse, Abraham...

  • with those coal black eyes.

  • I do remember my mother's face,

  • watching him as he rode off.

  • Hard to say as to what actually happened up there in those mining camps.

  • The story goes, he and his men came up empty...

  • turned on each other.

  • People said it was my father who done the killing.

  • -I hope you find what you're looking for.

  • -Come on.

  • Come on.

  • -(door opens, closes)

  • -(cries quietly)

  • -One thing, Wyatt...

  • I intend on bringing Father back.

  • Stand that son of a bitch up in front of Mother

  • and have him explain just why he left.

  • I can't do that if he's dead.

  • -He ain't the type of man to be stood up in front of nobody.

  • -I want Mother to hear it.

  • -If Jesus himself came down off the cross

  • and told her the truth, she wouldn't hear it.

  • -Jesus? What do you know about Jesus?

  • -Oh, I know plenty.

  • -I got to try.

  • -He's a murderer, Samuel.

  • -Yeah, well, who ain't?

  • -You wouldn't know nothing about it.

  • -Just promise me we'll bring him back alive.

  • -You got my word.

  • (indistinct chattering)

  • -What can we do you for, Sheriff?

  • -A man in Mr. Howell's employ was killed last night,

  • up in the high country north of here.

  • Got his throat cut and his gold stole from him.

  • -Did you figure out who it was that did this?

  • -She saw the whole thing.

  • Now she described the assassin.

  • I was reminded of you, Wyatt.

  • -I wasn't anywhere near there.

  • -I'll take a gander in your saddlebags...

  • if you've no objection.

  • Well, I...

  • I wonder if you might have hid the treasure in your house, or your--

  • -I'll tell you what...

  • you set one foot on my property and I'll shoot you myself.

  • -You rest assured, sir,

  • I'll be keeping close tabs on you...

  • and yours.

  • -Samuel: Jesus, Wyatt. Thought he was gonna draw on you.

  • -He can kiss my ass.

  • -That old coot's got a gun and a badge and a bug up his ass over you.

  • -Oh, he just likes to hear himself talk, is all.

  • -Where did you disappear to last night, anyway?

  • -Felt the need to dip my wick and have a coke,

  • not that it's any of your fucking business.

  • -(knocking on door)

  • -Right on time.

  • -Hello.

  • Allow me to introduce Colonel Rupert Thomas,

  • veteran of the Indian wars,

  • instrumental in the campaigns against Red Cloud and the Sioux.

  • The colonel will be accompanying you, both as guide

  • and as a representative of the bank.

  • -That wasn't part of the agreement.

  • -Oh, as the Colonel is familiar with the territory,

  • I think you might find him a very valuable asset.

  • -Asset or not, we had a deal.

  • -I'm afraid the matter is not open to discussion.

  • I'm counting on your expertise, Colonel.

  • -I foresee none but the usual travails, Mr. Howell.

  • -What do you think?

  • -I'll tell you what.

  • Ol' Rupert over there even looks at me crossways,

  • I'm gonna gut him like a pig and ditch his carcass in the nearest creek.

  • Hey, Rupert!

  • You comin'?

  • One thing. The man that Howell said came back.

  • You know his name?

  • -Hawkins. Percival Hawkins.

  • -Well, I'm going to need to talk to him. You know where we can find him?

  • -Indeed I do.

  • -Whoa.

  • -This is it.

  • -Wyatt: Anybody in there?

  • Hey!

  • -Samuel: Wyatt--

  • -Wyatt: You mind if we, uh, speak to you for a second, please?

  • -(Hawkins yelping)

  • (gunshot echoes)

  • (Hawkins screaming)

  • -Hey, slow down there.

  • Hey, we ain't trying to hurt you.

  • We're just trying to ask you a couple of questions.

  • Hey, can you-- Can you hear me?

  • -(Hawkins moans) -Show him the picture.

  • -You know this man?

  • -(Hawkins whimpering)

  • -I make that to be an affirmative response.

  • -Come here. Let me see. Here, let me see it.

  • -(Hawkins wailing)

  • -Samuel... -Jesus. Oh, Jesus.

  • -Hands. -Where's his tongue, Wyatt?

  • -It's ripped out.

  • It's no ordinary type of evil would turn a mountain of a man like him into mush.

  • -You think Jebediah was trying to shut him up?

  • -Hey, look.

  • Well, if that was the goal...

  • either by Jebediah's hand or another...

  • I call this a grand success.

  • -It's a shame. He's a good-looking bastard.

  • -Wyatt: You knew he was mute. Why the hell didn't you say something?

  • -Man lost his boy a few weeks back.

  • I was leading another expedition.

  • We ran out of supplies.

  • Forced to turn back, we ran across him in The Timber, panning.

  • Tried to warn the poor bastard.

  • -Hiyah! Come on!

  • -(tapping)

  • -The eggs are frozen.

  • -(horse neighing)

  • -Sheriff: Whoa.

  • Morning, Lisa.

  • I see the boys left you a little shy on wood.

  • -I can chop some if need be. What can I do for you, Sheriff?

  • -I want to ask you a couple of questions.

  • -About?

  • -Your brother-in-law.

  • -(horses approaching)

  • -Maggie.

  • -Boys.

  • -You expecting company?

  • What can I do for you boys?

  • -We're here to survey the property.

  • -Oh.

  • For what purpose, and on whose authority?

  • -Mr. George Howell of the Dawson City Bank.

  • -They're foreclosing on the 28th.

  • -Get the gun.

  • -(gun cocking)

  • -(horses neighing)

  • -God damn it! Get the horses! Samuel, get the horses!

  • Go!

  • God damn it!

  • God damn it!

  • Come here, girl, come here. Come here. Come here. You all right? Come here.

  • Okay. All right.

  • -The horses?

  • -One got away.

  • The other's got a broken fetlock, I think.

  • (spits)

  • Where are you going?

  • Jesus Christ, Wyatt. You're a real genius.

  • -Fuck!

  • -(whinnying)

  • (gunshot echoes)

  • -How are we to continue?

  • With the wagon gone,

  • two horses lost!

  • -You know what? We got one horse left.

  • Quit your whining. We'll make do.

  • -The bulk of these supplies was to be delivered to Howell's man York!

  • What am I supposed to tell him?

  • -You could tell York to come and fetch it himself!

  • -Each and every item on this wagon was duly entered into my log!

  • I am accountable!

  • -You gonna pull that piece? You gonna stand there like a cunt?

  • -My employer has entrusted me with a task that I intend to fulfill.

  • Believe me when I say, sir,

  • I wish it were otherwise.

  • We'll continue to the mine as planned.

  • He's a good man, York. Runs a tight ship.

  • -(sighs)

  • Fuck!

  • -It's the colonel!

  • -York?

  • It's Colonel Thomas.

  • I'm afraid we've lost our wagon and your shipment a few miles south from here.

  • -Colonel, is it really you?

  • -Easy. Easy.

  • -These are the carriers.

  • -Carriers?

  • Have you struck a new vein?

  • -Hey, we ain't going back, you know that, right?

  • -Wait here.

  • York!

  • Is this some kind of a joke?

  • -Joke?

  • -Are you all mad?

  • Has this entire company gone mad?

  • -Yes! Now you see what I'm up against!

  • Degenerates, every last one of them.

  • Scheming. Plotting against me! Let's kill them all!

  • -(groaning)

  • -(sighs)

  • -No gold.

  • Wyatt: Samuel.

  • -Whoa. Whoa.

  • What am I looking at?

  • -She'll be all right. She's a strong woman.

  • -I just wonder how she's faring with the baby is all.

  • Still haven't given him a name yet.

  • Four months old and no name, is that wrong?

  • Come on. Come on.

  • -You know what? Maybe...

  • you should ask someone who gives a shit.

  • Which ain't yours truly.

  • -You son of a bitch.

  • -(grunting) -(laughing)

  • Help me up.

  • Whoo!

  • -(mutters)

  • -Samuel: Come on, girl. Come on, girl. You're okay.

  • -Eat.

  • -(sighs)

  • What's The Timber like, Colonel?

  • -Eventful.

  • -You ever meet the fella we're going after?

  • -I'm afraid I've not had that pleasure.

  • -Wyatt: Pleasure?

  • I can't say I've experienced much in the way of pleasure in the company of Jebediah.

  • What about you, Samuel?

  • Howell tell you that me and Samuel are kin to Jebediah?

  • He tell you we ain't seen him since we was boys?

  • -I believe I'll retire for the night, gentlemen.

  • -Yeah, you do that.

  • -You been meaning to pick a fight since the moment you laid eyes on him.

  • -I don't trust that son of a bitch.

  • You saw what he did to his man York.

  • -You really think he means us harm?

  • -Means it or not, if it comes to that, I will cut his fucking throat.

  • -I just don't think there's a call to take it so personal, Wyatt.

  • -Well...

  • if he intends to hurry the reaper,

  • then by God, I would call that personal.

  • -Howell: Colonel, just one more thing.

  • Once Mr. Seagrave is dead...

  • kill them both.

  • -(gasps)

  • (panting)

  • -You sense it, too.

  • -What's that?

  • -Our demise.

  • -When we was kids, Mother used to quote us Bible verses.

  • I do remember her saying something about the road to hell

  • being paved with good intentions.

  • Now I can't say...

  • my intentions have always been good.

  • In fact, I'd venture to say...

  • I believe I'm going to hell.

  • I aim to kill Jebediah--

  • -Wyatt! -(shouting)

  • -(Wyatt groaning)

  • (gunshot echoes)

  • -Samuel: Wyatt!

  • Wyatt!

  • Wyatt!