All language subtitles for Gunslingers.S01E04_English

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

HEY, HUSH UP, Y'ALL!
YOU ABOUT TO SEE SOMETHIN'.

Man: MY NAME'S HICKOK --
JAMES BUTLER HICKOK,

BUT MOST FOLKS CALL ME
"WILD BILL."

[ GUNSHOTS ]

[ CHEERING ]
MIGHTY FINE SHOOTIN'.

AND THIS IS MY REAL STORY
AS IT'S NEVER BEEN TOLD.

OF ALL THE GUNFIGHTERS
IN THE WEST,

YOU PUT 'EM ALL TOGETHER...

HICKOK ACTUALLY WALKED
THE WALK.

HE IS INCREDIBLY CONFIDENT.

YOU BOYS WANT THIS FIGHT,
YOU KNOW WHERE I AM!

AND HE HAS
A CERTAIN...NERVE.

YOU START SOMETHIN',
McCANLES...

THERE'S GONNA BE ONE LESS
SONBITCH AT THE END.

THERE'S ALWAYS SOMEONE
LOOKING TO MAKE A REPUTATION

ON THE DEAD BODY
OF SOMEONE LIKE BILL HICKOK.

MY FAME MAKES ME A TARGET.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

I'M A LEGEND IN MY OWN TIME...

AND A MYTH OF MY OWN MAKING.

ARE YOU SATISFIED?

I WON THE MOST FAMOUS DUEL
IN THE WEST...

THIS IS THE GODFATHER
OF EVERY GUNFIGHT NOW YOU SEE

IN THE MOVIES. THIS WAS IT.
[ GUNSHOT ]

AND PUT A TINY MINING CAMP
CALLED DEADWOOD ON THE MAP.

BUT NO MAN'S LUCK
LASTS FOREVER.

SOONER OR LATER,
THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS.

-- Captions by VITAC --
www.vitac.com

CAPTIONS PAID FOR BY
DISCOVERY COMMUNICATIONS

SKILL ONLY COUNTS FOR SO MUCH
WHEN YOU'RE A GUNSLINGER.

[ GUNSHOTS ]
YOU CAN BE FAST...

ACCURATE, CONFIDENT...

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

AND SOME NE'ER-DO-WELL

CAN STILL GET LUCKY
AND LAY YOU OUT.

IF YOU PLY THE TRADE,

YOU STILL KNOW AT SOME POINT
THE HOUSE WILL WIN.

WILD BILL IS THE FIRST OF WHAT
THEY CALLED THE PISTOLEERS

WHO BECAME FAMOUS,

AND HE WAS
A LEGEND IN HIS OWN TIME.

HE WAS A HOUSEHOLD NAME ACT--

LITERALLY,
THROUGHOUT THE COUNTRY.

I'VE BEEN A LOT OF THINGS
IN MY LIFE --

TEAMSTER, TRAPPER,

SCOUT, SHERIFF.

HELL, I WAS EVEN AN ACTOR.

TURN THAT BLAMED THING OFF!

[ GLASS SHATTERS,
AUDIENCE GASPS ]

BUT SOME SAW ME
AS A DRUNKEN REVELER

WITH A PAIR
OF HAIR-TRIGGER COLTS...

[ GUNSHOT ]

A COLD-BLOODED KILLER.

ARE YOU SATISFIED?!

HICKOK WAS FAMOUS BECAUSE
OF THE NEWSPAPER STORIES.

EVERYONE INCLUDED HIM
AS PART OF THEIR STORY.

HENRY MORTON STANLEY,
THE FAMOUS AFRICAN EXPLORER,

WROTE ABOUT HICKOK.

GENERAL CUSTER
WROTE ABOUT HICKOK.

SO HE'S APPEARING
EVERYWHERE.

EVERYONE KNOWS THE STORIES,

BUT FEW WOULD NOW REMEMBER
WHERE THEY BEGAN.

[ GUNSHOT ]

I'M THE MAN.
I'M HICKOK. J.B. HICKOK,

THOUGH SOME FOLKS DO
CALL ME "WILD BILL."

IN 1865, A FEW MONTHS
AFTER LEE'S SURRENDER,

I TOOK A DRINK WITH A MAN
NAMED GEORGE NICHOLS...

...C-K.

...WHO WANTED TO TALK TO
A REAL HERO OF THE FRONTIER.

MUCH TO MY SURPRISE,

NICHOLS RECORDED
OUR CONVERSATION

FOR AN ARTICLE IN A PUBLICATION
CALLED "HARPER'S MAGAZINE."

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING,
COLONEL NICHOLS.

WHEN IT COMES TO KILLIN' MEN,
I NEVER MUCH THOUGHT ABOUT IT.

AT A TIME LIKE THAT,

IT'S EITHER YOU
OR THE OTHER FELLER,

AND IN SUCH TIMES,
YOU DON'T THINK.

AND AFTER IT'S OVER...

[ GUNSHOT ]

WHAT'S THE USE?

Boggs: IN THIS TIME PERIOD,
YOU'VE GOT NEWSPAPER ACCOUNTS,

YOU'VE GOT THE TELEGRAPH
THAT CAN SEND NEWS FAST,

AND YOU'VE GOT ALL OF
A SUDDEN THESE DIME NOVELS

THAT ARE BECOMIN' VERY POPULAR,
AND THEY'RE LOOKING FOR HEROES,

AND THEY'RE GONNA GLAMORIZE
A LOT OF WHAT THEY'RE DOING.

HOW MANY MEN WOULD YOU SAY
YOU'VE KILLED?

I RECKON I'D HAVE TO PUT THAT
FIGURE UPWARDS OF A HUNDRED.

OBVIOUSLY, HE WAS THINKING,

"WELL, NO ONE CARES AND NO ONE'S
GONNA BELIEVE THIS,

SO LET'S MAKE A GOOD STORY,"
AND HE DID THAT.

OF ALL MY STORIES,

THE ONE THAT EXCITED
NICHOLS' IMAGINATION MOST

WAS THE ONE
WHERE THE MOST MEN DIED.

I WAS DRIVING TEAMS
FOR THE PONY EXPRESS

AND WAS SET OUT
ON THE ROCK CREEK STATION,

NEAR THE RANCH
OF ONE DAVID McCANLES.

DAVID McCANLES WAS
THE WORST KIND OF BULLY.

HE WAS A BIG MAN
WITH A MEAN MOUTH,

MADE EVEN MEANER WITH
THE APPLICATION OF SPIRITS,

WHICH HE LIKED TO DO
LIBERALLY.

I HEAR HE'S A MARRIED MAN,
BUT HE HAD A WOMAN STASHED

ACROSS THE CREEK
IN THAT RANCH OF HIS.

WELL, SHE AND I MANAGED TO SPEND
A LITTLE TIME TOGETHER.

BILL, HERE'S YOUR COFFEE.

THANK YOU, MISS WELLMAN.

IT WAS MEANT TO BE
A PLEASANT VISIT,

BUT McCANLES HAD A KNACK
FOR UNWELCOME INTERRUPTIONS.

DAVE McCANLES WAS
THE SHERIFF THERE,

AND HE'S ALSO A BULLY,
AND HE'S NOT ENTIRELY HONEST.

I HAD BESTED McCANLES
AT SHOOTIN' AND WRESTLIN',

BUT OUR CHIEF DISPUTE

WAS OVER THE AFFECTIONS
OF THE LADY WE BOTH ADMIRED.

HE SWORE HE WOULD HAVE
HIS REVENGE SOMETIME.

WELL, WHEN McCANLES HEARD I WAS
AROUND ABOUT THOSE PARTS,

HE AND 10 OF HIS MEN
CAME AFTER ME...

WITH DEADLY INTENTIONS.

THIS AIN'T OVER YET, HICKOK.
[ POUNDING ON WINDOW ]

Hickok: I'VE BEEN IN
A LOT OF SCRAPES.

I CAN TELL YOU,

THAT WAS ONE OF THE FEW TIMES
I SAID MY PRAYERS.

Nichols: YOU MUST'VE BEEN
PRETTY SCARED.

I WAS COOL AND COLLECTED

AS IF I WAS GOING
TO A CHURCH SOCIAL.

I REMEMBER,
RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT,

EVERYTHING JUST GOT
CLEAR AND SHARP.

IN THIS SITUATION
WHERE THE REST OF US

WOULD BE TOTALLY UNNERVED,

BILL HAS EXACTLY
THE OPPOSITE REACTION.

HE BEGINS TO THINK
VERY CLEARLY.

THE MOST IMPORTANT INGREDIENT
WAS NERVES.

IF YOU COULD REMAIN CALM
UNDER FIRE,

THAT WAS THE MAN
WHO WOULD KILL YA.

Hickok: I COULD SEE WHAT
I NEEDED TO DO...

[ FOOT THUDS ]

Hickok: AND I DID IT.

YOU BOYS WANT THIS FIGHT,
YOU KNOW WHERE I AM!

[ CLICK ]

I HAD BUT 6 SHOTS LEFT
AND 10 MEN TO KILL.

THE ODDS WERE LONG,
BUT MY CHOICES WERE FEW.

COME ON, LET'S GET HIM!
GET HIM!

AND J.B. HICKOK...

DOES NOT SURRENDER.
[ GUNSHOT ]

[ GUNSHOTS ]

IN FEBRUARY 1867,

A "HARPER'S MAGAZINE" ARTICLE
MADE ME FAMOUS

BY TELLING THE INCREDIBLE
AND SLIGHTLY EMBELLISHED TALE

OF MY RUN-IN WITH
MY OLD NEMESIS, DAVID McCANLES,

AND HIS 10 HENCHMEN.

TOLD YOU THIS AIN'T OVER YET,
HICKOK!

THEY HAD ME OUTGUNNED,

BUT YOU CANNOT OUTMAN
JAMES BUTLER HICKOK.

I DON'T LIKE TALKIN'
ABOUT THE McCANLES AFFAIR.

I DREAM ABOUT IT
FROM TIME TO TIME...

WAKE UP IN A COLD SWEAT.

Bisel: HE EXPECTS TO DIE.

HE DOES NOT EXPECT
TO COME OUT OF IT,

AND HE WAS NOT AFRAID
TO DIE.

AND THAT'S ONE
OF THE CHARACTERISTICS

THAT HE POSSESSES.

IT'S NOT THAT HE HAS
A DEATH WISH

THAT'S SO OFTEN BEEN A --

ASSOCIATED WITH GUNSLINGERS
LIKE DOC HOLLIDAY.

BUT HE IS NOT AFRAID OF IT.

I THINK HE USED THE WORD
"DEATH'S HUG"

WOULD VISIT HIM THAT DAY.
THAT'S WHAT HE FULLY EXPECTED.

I CUT THE HEAD OFF THE SNAKE...

AND THEN CAME THE BODY.
[ ALL SHOUTING AT ONCE ]

[ GUNSHOTS ]

THE McCANLES MASSACRE
QUICKLY BECAME KNOWN

AS THE GREATEST ONE-MAN
GUNFIGHT IN HISTORY.

THE DAVE McCANLES AFFAIR

BECAME ONE
OF THE MOST WIDELY REPORTED

AND EXAGGERATED FIGHTS
IN THE WEST.

HICKOK MAY HAVE KILLED McCANLES.
WE'RE NOT SURE.

BUT WHEN THEY INTERVIEWED HICKOK
ABOUT THIS,

HE MADE IT 10 MEN.

[ GRUNTING ]

THERE WERE VERSIONS
OF THE McCANLES FIGHT

THAT WERE JUST AMAZING
IN RETROSPECT.

NOW WHY DON'T YOU USE THE HAMMER
DOWN ON THAT PIECE, BOY?

I'M GONNA GIVE YOU A CHOICE.

YOU STAY HERE WITH YOUR FRIENDS.
YOU CAN TURN AROUND AND GO.

BUT TRUTH BE TOLD,

IT DID NOT HAPPEN EXACTLY
AS DESCRIBED

IN "HARPER'S MAGAZINE."
[ BULLET CASINGS CLATTER ]

I DON'T RECOLLECT 10 MEN
BEING THERE.

NOT EVEN FIVE.

BUT McCANLES WAS THERE,

AND A MAN NEVER LIVED TO
DESERVE KILLIN' MORE THAN HE.

WHAT REALLY HAPPENED WAS

McCANLES WAS OWED MONEY BY
THE FIRM WILD BILL WORKED FOR.

[ POUNDING ON DOOR ]

WHAT DO YOU WANT, McCANLES?

MY MONEY.

McCANLES WAS DEMANDING MONEY,

AND KIND OF ABUSING
THE LADY OF THE HOUSE VERBALLY.

I KNOW YOU'RE NOT AS STUPID AS
YOUR HUSBAND IS, MISS WELLMAN.

AND HICKOK
WAS STANDING INSIDE,

AND HE KIND OF STEPPED
INTO VIEW.

I DON'T BELIEVE THE LADY
INVITED YOU IN, McCANLES.

THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS,
HICKOK.

McCANLES,
YOU START SOMETHING,

THERE'LL BE ONE LESS
SONBITCH AT THE END.

McCANLES ASKED
FOR A DRINK OF WATER,

POSSIBLY TO DEFUSE
THE SITUATION,

AND WHEN THE WOMAN
WENT TO GET IT,

HICKOK STEPPED
FURTHER BACK INTO THE ROOM.

APPARENTLY, McCANLES
MAKES SOME MOVE.

DID HE GO FOR A GUN?
DID HE JUST WAVE HIS HAND?

HE DID SOMETHING THAT CAUSED
HICKOK TO FEEL MENACED.

WHAT DO YOU SAY I FINISH IT?

HEY, HEY, OKAY.
DON'T SHOOT.

AND HICKOK SHOT HIM
THROUGH THE HEART.

[ GUNSHOT ]

McCANLES' 12-YEAR-OLD SON
WOULD LATER CLAIM HIS FATHER

WASN'T EVEN CARRYIN' A WEAPON.

BUT I MAINTAIN
THAT HE CAME ARMED

AND HAD EVERY INTENTION
OF SPILLIN' MY BLOOD.

THE McCANLES AFFAIR
WAS THE FIRST CHAPTER

IN THE LEGEND OF WILD BILL.

AND TRUE TO THE FACTS OR NOT,

IT BEGAN MY REPUTATION
AS A GUNMAN.

AND THAT STORY IN "HARPER'S"

ALSO TOLD OF A RUN-IN I HAD
IN SPRINGFIELD, MISSOURI,

THAT BECAME A STAPLE
OF THE WILD WEST.

TWO MEN STEPPIN'
INTO THE STREET

FOR A SHOWDOWN AT HIGH NOON.

HE HAD A, UH, FALLING OUT
WITH A FELLOW GAMBLER --

PART-TIME FRIEND NAMED
DAVIS TUTT.

[ CHIPS CLINKING ]

DAVIS TUTT AND I KNEW
EACH OTHER BEFORE THE WAR,

AND I'VE KEPT SOME COMPANY
WITH HIS SISTER.

WELL, ME BEING A YANKEE
AND TUTT A SON OF THE SOUTH,

HE TOOK A SET AGAINST ME.

DAVIS,
YOU LOOK A LITTLE LOW.

TAKE THAT $25 I OWE YOU.
[ CHIPS CLINK ]

IT'S $35 YOU OWE ME.

$25, AND YOU KNOW THAT
FOR A FACT, TUTT.

THE LOCALS, HAVING FOUGHT
IN THE CONFEDERATE ARMY

OR HAVING HAD PEOPLE WHO DID,

DID NOT WELCOME
MOST OF THE YANKEES.

SO HE'S KIND OF
IN FOREIGN TERRITORY.

TUTT AND HICKOK
WERE OLD FRIENDS,

BUT THAT FRIENDSHIP
HAD GONE SOUR,

SOME SAID BECAUSE OF A WOMAN.

HE REALLY LOVED THE LADIES.
HE LOVED THE LADIES A LOT.

SOME CASES, THAT LED TO,
UH, DEADLY ENCOUNTERS.

YOU STILL OWE ME
10 MORE DOLLARS.

MAYBE I'LL TAKE THIS WATCH HERE
FOR COLLATERAL.

I BELIEVE THE END
WAS ALREADY WRITTEN.

WHAT DO YOU THINK, MISS?

YOU THINK THIS WATCH
WOULD LOOK GOOD ON ME?

IT'LL LOOK JUST FINE.

BEST NOT WEAR THAT WATCH
ANYWHERE I CAN SEE IT, TUTT.

OH, YEAH?

WHAT YOU GON' DO ABOUT IT?
[ CHIPS CLINK ]

WORD TO THE WISE
IS SUFFICIENT, TUTT.

BILL PUT OUT THE WORD,

HE'D BETTER NOT SHOW UP
WEARING THAT WATCH.

WELL, THE NEXT DAY,
HICKOK IS ON THE TOWN SQUARE,

AND HERE COMES TUTT
WEARING THE WATCH.

THIS IS AN ATTACK
ON BILL'S HONOR.

AND IT'S 1865.
THIS WAS A BIG DEAL.

Hickok: DAVIS TUTT!

YOU'RE INTENDING TO TAKE
MY WATCH FOR A STROLL,

DEAD MAN HAD
BETTER BE ABLE TO WALK!

THE WEST IS A PLACE FUELED
BY WHISKEY

AND A CODE OF HONOR,

SO ANY INSULT TO YOU WAS
JUSTIFICATION FOR ACTION.

IT WASN'T HIGH NOON.

MORE LIKE LATE AFTERNOON.

BUT IT WAS HIGH TIME
I PUT TUTT IN HIS PLACE.

THIS IS THE GODFATHER,

THE GRANDFATHER
OF EVERY GUNFIGHT

NOW YOU SEE ON TV
OR IN THE MOVIES.

THIS WAS IT.

Bell: THEY WENT OUT ON
THE PLAZA, TURNED SIDEWAYS,

BECAUSE WHEN YOU'RE GONNA DUEL,
YOU WANT TO PRESENT

LESS OF YOUR BODY,
NOT MORE.

[ GUN COCKS ]

THEY ARE 75 YARDS AWAY
WHEN THEY START SHOOTING.

Bisel: BOTH GUNS GO OFF
ALMOST SIMULTANEOUSLY.

Bell: TUTT FIRES AND MISSES.
HICKOK FIRES.

Hutton: AND, MY OPINION,
MADE A MIRACULOUS SHOT.

AT 75 YARDS, HE PUT A BULLET
RIGHT THROUGH TUTT'S HEART.

I'M KILLED, BOYS!

WELL, NOW, WE GOT ONE MAN DEAD,
AND I AIN'T SHOT BUT ONCE.

GOT 11 PILLS LEFT,
ANYBODY WANTS TO BE TAKEN.

IT'LL CURE
ALL YOUR EARTHLY ILLS!

ARE YOU SATISFIED?!

LOVE THE QUOTE,
"ARE YOU SATISFIED?"

YOU CAN'T MAKE THAT UP.
IT'S JUST TOO GOOD.

I BELIEVE HE WAS DIRECTING IT
TO EVERYONE.

PEOPLE WANTED A FIGHT.
TUTT WANTED A FIGHT.

AND HE WAS REALLY SAYING,
"NOW, ARE YOU SATISFIED?"

HE WAS ACQUITTED.

IT WAS JUSTIFIABLE.

AND THAT BECAME ONE OF THE KEY
COMPONENTS OF HIS LEGEND.

HOW COULD YOU HAVE HAD
SO MANY QUARRELS?

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING,
COLONEL NICHOLS.

I NEVER KILLED A MAN...

THAT DIDN'T NEED KILLIN'.

WHEN THAT "HARPER'S" ARTICLE
GOT PUBLISHED IN 1867,

THOSE STORIES OF MY RUN-INS
WITH SCOUNDRELS

LIKE McCANLES AND TUTT SEEMED
TO STRIKE A CHORD WITH FOLKS

AND TURNED ME
INTO A NATIONAL HERO.

SUDDENLY,
I COULD NOT GO ANYWHERE

WITHOUT BEING RECOGNIZED.

ALL OF THE MOVIE TROPES,

SOMEBODY HAS A REPUTATION
AND THEY WANNA SHOOT THEM DOWN,

IT ALL COMES FROM HICKOK.

HE WAS JUST BIGGER THAN LIFE.

WILD BILL!

YEAH, I'M TALKING TO YOU.

EVERYBODY LOOKED UP TO HIM,
AND OF COURSE,

HE DIDN'T DO HIMSELF
ANY FAVORS

BY HAVING TWO PISTOLS
WITH THE BUTTS OUT IN THE FRONT

AND HAVING
A BIG, WIDE SOMBRERO.

HE WAS REALLY
LIVING THE LIFE,

AND THAT CAUGHT UP TO HIM
WHEN EVERYBODY AND THEIR UNCLE

WANTED TO TAKE HIM DOWN.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

EVERYONE WHO KNOWS
WILD BILL HICKOK

ALSO KNOWS THAT I ALWAYS
START MY DAY

WITH SOME SHOOTIN'.

GOT TO MAKE SURE THAT

MY COLT NAVY .36 CALIBER
PISTOLS AND MY AIM

ARE READY FOR WHATEVER
SURPRISES THE DAY MIGHT HOLD.

[ SPITS ]

EVERY DAY,
HE EMPTIED HIS REVOLVERS

AT TARGET PRACTICE.

HE WOULD RELOAD HIS PISTOL
EVERY MORNING

ACCORDING TO THE HUMIDITY
OF WHERE HE WAS AT.

HE DIDN'T WANT ONE OF THOSE
CHAMBERS TO MISFIRE.

WHEN AN ASSOCIATE ASKED HIM WHY
HE INSISTED ON DOING IT HIMSELF,

HE SAID, "WHEN I PULL...
I MUST BE SURE."

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

HEY, HUSH UP, Y'ALL!
YOU ABOUT TO SEE SOMETHIN'.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

WHOO-HOO!
[ CHEERING ]

MIGHTY FINE SHOOTIN',
MIGHTY FINE SHOOTIN'.

MIGHTY FINE. WAS GOOD.

YEE-HAW!

Man: I'VE NEVER SEEN
ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

[ APPLAUSE CONTINUES ]

HICKOK DIDN'T,
FOR THE MOST PART,

WEAR HIS GUNS IN HOLSTERS.

BUT HAD A SASH
AROUND HIS WAIST

AND HAD HIS PISTOL
STUCK IN THE SASH.

HE WOULD DO A CROSS DRAW
AND PULL THE PISTOLS OUT.

THAT'S ACTUALLY VERY SMART
WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT,

BECAUSE IT MEANS YOU CAN GET
EITHER PISTOL WITH EITHER HAND.

A MAN MUST BE VIGILANT
AND UNERRINGLY ACCURATE

TO SURVIVE
ON THE LAWLESS FRONTIER,

ESPECIALLY A MAN AS WIDELY
RECOGNIZED AS MYSELF.

AND AS THERE IS NO MAN
IN THESE PARTS SO WELL KNOWN,

SAVE PERHAPS GENERAL GRANT,

THIS IS A PARTICULAR CONCERN
TO ME.

THE CONTINUOUS ALLURE THAT
HIS PRESENCE, UH, CREATED

FOR OTHERS WHO WANTED TO MAKE
THEIR REPUTATION WAS

JUST SOMETHIN'
THAT HE BORE LIKE A CROSS.

HE HAD SUCH REPUTATION

AS A TOUGH MAN, AS A FIGHTER,
THAT HE BECAME

A DEPUTY U.S. MARSHAL.

IN 1869, I SIGNED ON
TO LAY DOWN THE LAW

IN A ROUGHNECK RAILROAD TOWN --
HAYS CITY, KANSAS.

SO MANY MEN WHO HAD BEEN OUTLAWS
BECAME LAWMEN

BECAUSE THE LAW WAS SOMETHING
THAT WAS...

THEY NEEDED A TOUGH MAN
TO ENFORCE IT --

SOMEBODY, UH, WHO IS
READY TO USE HIS GUNS.

[ CRICKETS CHIRPING ]

[ GUNSHOTS ]

I'M GONNA SHOOT UP EVERY BASTARD
IN THIS TOWN!

ONE NIGHT IN HAYS CITY,

A NE'ER-DO-WELL NAMED
BILL MULVEY GOT LIQUORED UP

AND STARTED SHOOTIN' UP
THE PLACE,

SO I GAVE HIM A LETHAL DOSE
OF HIS OWN MEDICINE.

BILL MULVEY!

BILL MULVEY!

Ross: MULVEY GETS THE DROP
ON HICKOK.

WELL, HICKOK DOESN'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO,

SO HE LOOKS PAST MULVEY
AND GOES...

HEY THERE! DO NOT SHOOT HIM
IN THE BACK. HE IS DRAWN.

Ross: MULVEY TURNS TO SEE
WHO HE'S TALKING TO.

[ GUNSHOT ]
HICKOK KILLS HIM.

THAT'S WHAT I LIKE TO CALL
SWIFT JUSTICE.

NOW WHERE WERE WE?

IT'S BLACK AND WHITE.
EVERYTHING IS SIMPLE.

YOU'RE WITH HIM
OR YOU'RE AGAINST HIM.

PEOPLE IN HAYS
WERE CERTAINLY SAFER

BECAUSE HE WAS THE MARSHAL,
BUT PEOPLE WERE NOT HAPPY

WITH THE WAY HE CONDUCTED
HIMSELF MANY TIMES.

WEAKER MEN, IT SEEMS, HAVE
A DIFFERENT PHILOSOPHY.

I LOST THE NEXT ELECTION
FOR TOWN MARSHAL

BUT HUNG AROUND DRINKING
AND PLAYING AT CARDS.

THEN AFTER A SET-TO
WITH SOME DRUNKEN LOCALS...

I DECIDED TO GET
WHILE THE GETTIN' WAS GOOD.

[ BIRDS CHIRPING ]

NOW, IF HAYS CITY WAS
A BAD OLD RAILROAD TOWN,

ABILENE, AT THE FAR END
OF THE CHISHOLM CATTLE TRAIL,

WAS 10 TIMES WORSE.

FOR MONTHS AT A STRETCH,

IT WAS FILLED
WITH DRUNKEN COWBOYS

WHO POURED IN BY THE THOUSANDS.

Boggs:
A LOT OF THESE YOUNG COWBOYS

HAVE JUST SPENT THREE MONTHS
ON A CATTLE DRIVE.

THEY'RE DIRTY,
THEY'RE TIRED,

THEY'RE ALSO YOUNG BOYS
FULL OF WHISKEY,

LOADED WITH TESTOSTERONE

AND WITH GUNS.

THE CIVIL WAR'S JUST ENDED.

YOU'VE GOT TEXANS COMIN' UP
TO A YANKEE STATE.

YOU PUT TEXANS IN
WITH KANSANS,

YOU PUT SOUTHERNERS IN
WITH YANKEES,

IT'S GONNA CAUSE
A LOT OF FIREWORKS.

WHEN ABILENE'S MARSHAL
GOT MURDERED,

A FRIEND SUGGESTED
I TAKE THE JOB.

SEEING AS I WAS MOSTLY BROKE,
I SIGNED ON IN SPRING OF '71.

IT WOULDN'T BE LONG BEFORE
THE TOWN WAS FILLED UP AGAIN

WITH ROWDY COWPUNCHERS.

I KNEW I'D HAVE MY HANDS FULL.

HICKOK'S JOB WAS TO STOP THEM
OR KEEP THEM IN CHECK.

WELL, THAT WAS A TOUGH JOB.

REMEMBER, HE'S A UNION MAN
AND THESE SOUTHERNERS,

FOR THE MOST PART, HAD BEEN
IN THE CONFEDERATE ARMY.

HE NEVERTHELESS WANTED
TO PRESENT A FIGURE

THAT WOULD HOLD THEM AT BAY
AND PREVENT THEM

FROM GETTING INTO TROUBLE.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HICKOK

AND SOMEONE LIKE WYATT EARP
LATER IS THAT

WHEN HE WAS CONFRONTED,

HICKOK ALMOST ALWAYS
RESORTED IMMEDIATELY

TO HIS PISTOLS,
AND HE ALWAYS SHOT TO KILL.

ALL IN ALL, THIS APPROACH
SERVED ME WELL.

I NEVER KILLED A MAN
THAT DIDN'T NEED KILLIN'

UNTIL ONE NIGHT,

WHEN, BY ACCIDENT...

[ GUNSHOT ]

I PUT A GOOD MAN IN HIS GRAVE.

THIS WAS A DEVASTATING MOMENT
IN HICKOK'S LIFE.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

[ GUNSHOT IN DISTANCE ]

BEIN' KNOWN AS
THE TOUGHEST MAN IN THE WEST

ALLOWED FOR PLENTY
OF EASY LIVIN'.

I BEGAN TO ENJOY
THE FINER THINGS IN LIFE,

BY WHICH I MEAN
GAMBLIN', WHISKEY,

AND THE COMPANY OF WOMEN.

THERE YOU GO.

THE THING THAT ALWAYS AMAZED ME
MOST ABOUT BILL HICKOK

WAS HERE'S A GUY THAT LIVED
HIS LIFE IN VIOLENCE,

BUT HE HAD THIS TREMENDOUS
SENSE OF HUMOR AND HE LOVED,

LOVED TO PLAY
PRACTICAL JOKES.

THERE SHE IS.

WELL, HELLO, BILL.
HOW ARE YOU GENTLEMEN DOIN'?

ONE OF HIS STORIES
HE WOULD TELL

WAS ABOUT THE TIME HE WAS
ON THE PRAIRIE BY HIMSELF.

AND HE WAS ATTACKED
BY A HUNDRED INDIANS.

AND HE PULLED OUT HIS
SIX SHOOTER AND FIRED SIX TIMES

AND KILLED SIX INDIANS.
[ SIX GUNSHOTS ]

HE PULLED OUT HIS OTHER
SIX SHOOTER AND FIRED SIX TIMES,

KILLED SIX MORE INDIANS.

HE PULLED OUT HIS RIFLE,

FIRED SIX TIMES
AND KILLED SIX MORE INDIANS.

[ SIX GUNSHOTS ]

AND THEN HE WOULD END
THE STORY.

AND, OF COURSE,
THEN THEY GO,

"WELL, WELL, BILL,
WHAT HAPPENED?"

AND HICKOK WOULD LOOK
AT THEM

AND GO, "WELL, THEY KILLED ME,
OF COURSE."

[ LAUGHTER ]

IN THE SUMMER OF 1871,

I, JAMES BUTLER HICKOK,
HAD A NEW JOB

TO LAY DOWN THE LAW

IN ABILENE, KANSAS,

ONE OF THE TOUGHEST
COW TOWNS IN THE WEST.

ONCE THEY GOT PAID OFF,

THOSE COWBOYS HAD MONEY

A-BURNIN' HOLES
IN THEIR POCKETS

AND CAME TO TOWN LOOKING
FOR ALL KINDS OF TROUBLE.

[ LAUGHTER ]

AND IT WAS MY JOB
TO STAND IN THEIR WAY.

THEY JUST NEEDED TO RELEASE
SOME ENERGY

AND FIND A GOOD TIME.

AND WHEN YOU GET PEOPLE
DRINKING,

YOU GET PEOPLE
OUT OF CONTROL.

AND EVERYBODY WAS ARMED.

THE LAWMEN THAT
CAME LATER REALIZED THAT,

"WOW,
THESE COWBOYS ARE ACTUALLY

"OUR BREAD AND BUTTER
FOR THE COMMUNITIES.

THE LAST THING WE WANT TO DO
IS KILL THEM."

BUT HICKOK WAS A KILLER.

FROM THE START,
I KNEW THERE'D BE

MEN IN TOWN
WHO WISHED ME HARM --

MEN WHO'D LIKE NOTHING BETTER

THAN TO BE KNOWN AS
THE MAN WHO KILLED WILD BILL.

AS A FAMOUS UNION MAN

WITH A BIG REPUTATION,
OF COURSE, THAT ALONE

WOULD ENGENDER
A LOT OF HOSTILITY

ON THE PART OF THE TEXAS COWBOYS
COMIN' UP THE TRAIL TO ABILENE.

WILD BILL WILL GO ALL OUT TO
PROTECT HIMSELF, TO THE POINT,

UH, MAYBE IT'S PARANOIA.

HE WON'T KEEP HIS BACK
TO THE WINDOW OR TO THE DOOR.

LEGEND EVEN SAYS THAT WHEN
HE WAS GETTING A SHAVE,

HE WOULD HAVE A SHOTGUN
IN HIS LAP,

JUST IN CASE ANYBODY
GOT ANY IDEAS.

I DON'T THINK
YOU CAN CALL IT PARANOID

IF THEY'RE REALLY OUT
TO GET YOU.

HE REALLY
DOES HAVE ENEMIES.

Man:
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?

AND PHIL COE WAS ONE OF 'EM.

WE'D HAD A COUPLE RUN-INS

OVER A GAME HE WAS RUNNIN'
THAT I JUST KNEW WAS CROOKED.

HE WAS A BIG MAN
WHO LIKED HIS DRINK,

AND HE HAD THE CRAZIEST EYES
I HAD EVER SEEN.

THEY SAY PHIL COE WOULD OFTEN
LOCK HIMSELF INTO HIS HOTEL ROOM

OR CABIN AND JUST PLAY
THE VIOLIN FOR DAYS ON END.

***

YOU CAN MAYBE DECIDE
THAT HE WAS EITHER

A BIT OF A PSYCHOPATH
OR HE JUST LOVED MUSIC.

PHIL COE COMES TO ABILENE
WITH A GRUDGE AGAINST HICKOK

BECAUSE HE'S GOT
THE REPUTATION AS A GUNMAN,

HE'S GOT THE REPUTATION
AS A YANKEE.

THAT'S THE BIG PROBLEM
WITH PHIL COE,

AND HICKOK IS --
ONE'S A YANKEE, ONE'S A REBEL.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
LAUGHTER ]

HEY, PHIL, COME HERE.
[ LAUGHS ]

[ LAUGHS ]

PHIL COE AND --
AND HICKOK ARE

COURTING THE SAME WOMAN
AT SOME POINT,

SO ANY ANIMOSITIES
THEY HAD

WERE ONLY FUELED
BY THAT FIRE.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

JESSIE HAZEL WAS HER NAME,

AND NO MAN WHO SET EYES
UPON HER WOULD SOON FORGET.

PETE! PETE!

LET'S DO IT AGAIN.
BRING THE BOTTLE.

BILL ALWAYS SEEMED
TO FIND HIMSELF

IN THE MOST DIFFICULT
SITUATIONS

WHEN THERE WAS
A WOMAN INVOLVED.

IT WAS CLEAR ABILENE WAS NOT
BIG ENOUGH FOR BOTH ME AND COE,

AND ONE NIGHT,
AS LUCK WOULD HAVE IT,

THAT PROBLEM RESOLVED ITSELF.

WHOO-HOO! YEE-HAW!
[ GUNSHOTS ]

PHIL COE HAD COME OUT
OF THE ALAMO SALOON.

[ WHOOPING ]

HE WAS SHOOTING INTO THE AIR,
HURRAHING THE TOWN.

WHOO-HOO!
[ WHOOPING CONTINUES ]

THANKS TO ME,
ABILENE HAD PASSED AN ORDINANCE

AGAINST CARRYING FIREARMS
WITHIN THE CITY LIMITS.

ALL RIGHT, WHICH ONE OF YOU DAMN
FOOLS IS DOIN' THE SHOOTIN'?!

COE AND THE REST OF HIS DRUNKEN
FELLERS WERE BREAKIN' THAT LAW,

AND I INTENDED TO ENFORCE IT.

IS THAT YOU, PHIL COE?!

POPPIN' OFF A STRAY DOG,
BILL.

WELL, I SUGGEST YOU ALL GET
YOUR RULES OF CAMP

BEFORE SOMEBODY GETS HURT.

HICKOK TOLD COE
TO GIVE HIM HIS GUNS,

AND, OF COURSE,
COE REFUSED.

PHIL COE SUDDENLY TURNED
AND FIRED.

BEING A POOR MARKSMAN,
HE MISSED,

AND THEN HICKOK SHOT COE.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

WILD BILL KNEW
THAT COE WANTED HIM DEAD,

SO WILD BILL SAW
HIS OPPORTUNITY

TO RID HIMSELF
OF A PERMANENT NEMESIS

AND DID SO.

BUT TO MY EVERLASTING SHAME,

PHIL COE WAS NOT THE ONLY MAN

I DISPATCHED TO HIS MAKER
THAT NIGHT.

HE HEARS THE FOOTSTEPS
COMING UP BEHIND HIM.

HE TURNS AND FIRES...

Man: BILL!
[ GUNSHOTS ]

AND KILLS HIS BEST FRIEND,
MIKE WILLIAMS.

BILL, I THINK YOU SHOT MIKE.

PHIL! OH, MY GOD, PHIL!

PHIL? PHIL? PHIL?

NO, NO, NO...

WILLIAMS WAS HIS DEPUTY
AND A REALLY GOOD FRIEND,

WHICH MAKES IT ALL
THE MORE TRAGIC.

HE PICKS UP THE DEAD BODY,

PUTS HIM ON THE POOL TABLE
IN THE ALAMO SALOON

AND CLEARS OUT
ALL THE SALOONS IN TOWN

AND NEVER AGAIN IS A LAWMAN.

IT'S DEVASTATING TO HIM.

[ SNIFFLES ]

THERE'S NO DOUBT
THAT THAT'S

THE MOST TRAGIC MOMENT
OF HIS LIFE.

HICKOK PAID
FOR WILLIAMS' FUNERAL,

AND FROM THAT DAY
UNTIL THE DAY HE DIED,

WILD BILL NEVER AGAIN POINTED
A GUN AT ANOTHER HUMAN BEING.

IT WAS, UH, THE LAST MAN
HE EVER SHOT.

I USED TO BE THOUGHT OF
AS A HERO,

BUT AFTER THAT AFFAIR,

I WAS MALIGNED
AS THE TERROR OF THE WEST

AND A NOTORIOUS DESPERADO.

ABILENE DECIDED MY SERVICES
WERE NO LONGER NEEDED.

GAVE ME A POCKET WATCH
AND BID ME FAREWELL.

AND I'VE NEVER WORN
A BADGE AGAIN.

THE CITY FATHERS FELT
THAT ONCE HE LEFT,

THERE WAS THAT MUCH
LESS CHANCE

OF THERE BEING
ANY MORE VIOLENCE

BECAUSE HE WAS A MAGNET
FOR IT.

THE TIME HAD COME FOR HIM
TO LEAVE.

OF COURSE, WHEN YOU HAVE LOST
THE RESPECT OF OTHERS

AND YOUR SELF-RESPECT AS WELL,

THERE'S ONLY ONE THING
LEFT TO DO --

GET INTO SHOW BUSINESS.

[ APPLAUSE ]

THANK YOU, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

A BIG WILD WEST WELCOME TO
OUR FRIENDS IN NEW YORK CITY.

IN 1873, HICKOK IS PERSUADED
TO JOIN A THEATRICAL TROUPE,

STARRING BUFFALO BILL CODY,
HIS FRIEND,

AND PLAY HIMSELF ONSTAGE.

YOU KNOW WHO WE HAVE HERE
TONIGHT?

THE GREAT AND LEGENDARY
WILD BILL HICKOK.

[ APPLAUSE ]

YEAH, YEAH.

CODY SEES THAT THE WEST
IS GOING INTO MYTHOLOGY.

CODY BECOMES THE MYTH MAKER --
MAYBE THE GREATEST ONE.

THE GREATEST HERO --

I AM THE MAN!

I AM HICKOK --
JAMES BUTLER HICKOK,

THOUGH SOME FOLKS DO
CALL ME "WILD BILL."

THERE'S MONEY TO BE MADE
IN THIS WESTERN HERO BUSINESS.

TO HAVE THE REAL
WILD BILL HICKOK IN THE CAST

WAS A MAJOR DRAW.

AND I AM HERE TO SAVE THE DAY,

FOR I AM THE GREATEST SHOT
IN THE WEST.

THEY WOULD DO PLAY SHOOTING

AND PLAY ACTING
AND PLAY KILLING.

THEY WERE
THESE WILD MELODRAMAS.

AND IN OUR DRAMA TONIGHT,
ENTITLED "SCOUTS OF THE PLAINS,"

YOU WILL SEE DEFENSELESS,
AUTHENTIC FRONTIER MAIDENS.

YOU WILL SEE SAVAGE ATTACKS
BY AUTHENTIC SAVAGE INDIANS.

AAH!
[ CLATTER ]

WHAT WILL BECOME OF HER?
[ SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING ]

SOMETIMES THEY WOULDN'T
KNOW THEIR LINES,

BUT THE PUBLIC LOVED IT.

COME ON, BOYS!
SAVE THIS DEFENSELESS MAIDEN.

SHOW 'EM WHAT YOU'VE GOT.

HICKOK WAS NOT THE NATURAL
SHOWMAN THAT CODY WAS.

HE HATED SHOW BUSINESS
AND, UH,

IT WAS BAD SHOW BUSINESS,
REALLY.

ON ONE OCCASION, UH,
THEY WERE

SITTIN' AROUND A FAKE CAMPFIRE
ONSTAGE

AND SUPPOSEDLY PASSING AROUND
A BOTTLE OF WHISKEY

WHICH WAS ACTUALLY ICED TEA.

[ SPITS ]

[ LAUGHTER ]
COLD TEA DON'T COUNT.

EITHER I GET SOME REAL WHISKEY,

OR THERE'LL BE NO STORIES!
[ CLATTER ]

I WAS DEAD SERIOUS,
BUT BUFFALO BILL WAS NO FOOL.

[ APPLAUSE ]
THE CROWD ATE IT UP,

SO HE HAD ME SPITTIN' OUT
MY TEA EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.

AS SOON AS WE CAN FIND SOME
WHISKEY HERE IN NEW YORK CITY...

[ LAUGHTER ]
WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

[ APPLAUSE ]

BUT I MADE SURE
I GOT MY WHISKEY.

HE DRANK HEAVILY.

HE USED TO PLAY PRANKS
ALL THE TIME.

HE THOUGHT IT WAS HILARIOUS TO,
UH, FIRE HIS BLANK PISTOLS

AGAINST THE LEGS OF THE EXTRAS
WHO WERE PLAYING DEAD INDIANS

AND MAKE THEM JUMP UP
AND RUN AROUND.

NOW, YOU WAIT A MINUTE,
COWBOY.

YOU KNOW THERE'S NO FIREARMS
ALLOWED IN MY TOWN.

TURN THAT BLAMED THING OFF!

[ GLASS SHATTERS,
AUDIENCE GASPS ]

WHAT'S THE MATTER, SON?

YOU NEVER HEAR A GUN FIRED
BEFORE?

WHERE YOU GOIN', YOU DAMN FOOL?
GET BACK HERE.

[ Lowered voice ]
PLAY SOMETHING.

JUST PLAY SOMETHING.

[ PIANO PLAYING FLOURISH ]

THAT GUN WAS NOT LOADED
WITH BLANKS,

AND THAT GIVES YOU SOME KIND OF
INSIGHT INTO WILD BILL.

HE'S PROTECTING HIMSELF,
EVEN WHEN HE'S ONSTAGE.

AS YOU CAN SEE,
I AM STILL ALIVE.

NO TEXAN HAS OR EVER WILL CORRAL
J.B. HICKOK.

IN 1873, EVEN AS I ENTERED
CODY'S DOG AND PONY SHOW,

THE SORRY WORD WAS BEIN' SPREAD

THAT I HAD BEEN DISPATCHED
BY A GANG OF TEXAS RUFFIANS.

NEEDLESS TO SAY, THAT RUMOR
PUT ME IN A VERY ILL HUMOR.

GET OUT OF MY CHAIR.

BEAT IT, CHIEF.

WELL, YOU MUST'VE OFFENDED

SOMEONE AT SOME POINT,
MR. HICKOK.

I'VE NEVER INSULTED A MAN
NOR A WOMAN IN MY LIFE,

NOR WILL I BE INSULTED,

NOR ALLOW A MAN
TO PUT HIS HANDS UPON ME.

IT PAINED ME TO HAVE
MY REPUTATION LAMPOONED

BY THE SAME PAPERS

THAT HAD ONCE CALLED ME
AN AMERICAN HERO.

HE WAS MISERABLE,
JUST MISERABLE.

WHENEVER WE BECOME A CARICATURE
VERSION OF OURSELVES, IT'S SAD.

HE DIDN'T FEEL COMFORTABLE
PLAYING AT BEING WHAT HE WAS.

HE HAD TO GO BACK WEST
AND BE WHAT HE WAS.

I KNEW MY DESTINY LAY NOT
ON AN EASTERN STAGE

BUT ON THE WESTERN FRONTIER,

WHERE ONCE I HAD BEEN
A GREAT MAN...

[ HORSE WHINNIES ]

AND WHERE, WITH A BIT OF LUCK,
I COULD BECOME ONE AGAIN.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

LET GO OF ME,
YOU SON OF BITCHES!

AFTER I QUIT
BILL CODY'S TRAVELIN' SIDESHOW,

I HEADED BACK OUT WEST,

WHERE MY FORTUNES
KEPT GOIN' SOUTH.

I WAS CONSIDERED
TOO TRIGGER-HAPPY FOR THE LAW,

TOO VOLATILE FOR BUSINESS.

SO, I DRIFTED, DRINKIN',
GAMBLIN',

AND GETTIN' BY ON MY NAME,

ON A FRONTIER THAT WAS CHANGIN'
FASTER THAN I EVER WOULD.

[ BELL CLANGS, WHISTLE BLOWS ]

Milch: THERE WAS
AN ENORMOUS SADNESS ABOUT HIM,

WHICH WAS ALLOYED
WITH HIS GREATNESS,

AND IT'S WHAT MADE HIM
A MYTHIC FIGURE.

[ WHINNIES ]

IN JUNE OF '76, I SET OUT
FOR THE BLACK HILLS

IN DAKOTA TERRITORY
AND A GOLD STRIKE THAT I

HOPED WOULD CHANGE MY LUCK.

ON THIS WAGON TRAIN
THAT HICKOK TOOK IN,

HE MET FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME
CALAMITY JANE.

HE HAD ONLY KNOWN HER ABOUT
TWO WEEKS WHEN HE WAS KILLED,

AND CALAMITY JANE LATER CLAIMS
THAT THEY WERE MARRIED.

IT'S INTERESTING TO NOTE THAT
AFTER ALL THE MOVIES

ABOUT WILD BILL
AND CALAMITY JANE,

THAT THEY REALLY HARDLY
KNEW EACH OTHER.

ON JULY 12th, OUR WAGONS PULLED
INTO A NEW MINING CAMP

THAT HAD SPRUNG UP AS SOON
AS THE FIRST VEIN WAS STRUCK --

DEADWOOD GULCH.

WHOA!
[ HORSE WHINNIES ]

DEADWOOD WAS ONLY
A FEW MONTHS OLD,

BUT THE POPULATION HAD
ALREADY SWELLED

TO OVER 5,000 SOULS,
MOST OF WHOM KNEW THE NAME

AND THE REPUTATION
OF WILD BILL HICKOK.

THERE'S A LOT OF GOLD THERE,
AND THAT'S GONNA DRAW IN

ANYBODY
WHO WANTS TO MAKE A PROFIT...

MINERS, BUT ALSO THE PEOPLE
THAT LIVE OFF MINERS --

GAMBLERS, SALOON OWNERS,
PROSTITUTES, CON ARTISTS.

AND THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE GOT IN
DEADWOOD, SOUTH DAKOTA, IN 1876.

Gomber: DEADWOOD WAS
A LAWLESS, ILLEGAL, WILD TOWN.

[ YELLING ]

IT WAS, UH, LITERALLY ILLEGAL IN
THAT IT WAS ON INDIAN LAND

AND ACTUALLY RATHER
WELL-PORTRAYED

IN THE SHOW OF THE SAME NAME.

LADIES...

I HOPE YOU PLAN TO STAY UP LATE.
OKAY.

[ GIGGLES ]

[ SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY ]

HICKOK DOESN'T PAN MUCH GOLD.
HE'S NOT GOOD AT STAKING CLAIMS.

HE SPENDS HIS TIME AS HE ALWAYS
HAD -- GAMBLING IN THE SALOONS.

AND THAT, OF COURSE,
PROVES TO BE A FATAL ERROR.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]
TAKE A SEAT, BILL.

WHAT ARE WE PLAYIN', BOYS?

FIVE CARD DRAW.

DEAL ME IN.

CONTRARY TO THE MOVIES,

HE WASN'T SITTING
WITH HIS BACK TO THE DOOR.

IN THIS CASE, HE WAS SITTING
FACING THE FRONT DOOR,

BUT HE DID HAVE HIS BACK
TO THE BACK DOOR.

ALL RIGHT. ARE WE GONNA SPEND
SOME MONEY THIS EVENING, HUH?

[ LAUGHS ]

THEY'RE GONNA SPEND
SOME MONEY, TYRA.

I'M NOT GONNA SPEND A DIME.
[ LAUGHS ]

SOME PEOPLE THINK
THAT BILL MIGHT HAVE HAD

A LITTLE HINT
OF CLAIRVOYANCE...

...THAT HE'D HAD A PREMONITION
OF HIS DEATH.

SOME ADVICE I GAVE
TO BUFFALO BILL ONCE...

WHEN YOU'RE PLAYING
AGAINST A STACKED DECK...

MAKE SURE YOU GOT A HAND
TO BEAT THEIRS.

[ INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS ]

Hickok: I ALSO TOLD HIM
TO WATCH HISSELF...

BECAUSE SOONER OR LATER...

THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS.

TAKE THAT, DAMN YOU!

[ WOMAN SCREAMS ]

McCALL SIMPLY PUT A PISTOL
TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD,

SENT BILL INTO ETERNITY
AND INTO LEGEND.

THE NEWS QUICKLY SPREAD
THAT BILL HICKOK WAS DEAD.

Bisel: IT WAS INCONCEIVABLE TO
PEOPLE THAT HE COULD BE GONE.

THE DEATH OF WILD BILL HICKOK,
OF COURSE,

IS STEEPED IN LEGEND,

AS EVERYTHING CONNECTED
WITH HIM IS.

SOME PEOPLE SAY
THAT JACK McCALL

WAS MOTIVATED TO KILL HICKOK
OVER THE POKER GAME.

SOME WRITERS HAVE SUGGESTED
THAT

THE, SORT OF,
DEADWOOD UNDERWORLD

WANTED TO GET RID OF HIM,

AND THEY HIRED JACK McCALL
TO KILL HIM.

WELL, JACK McCALL IS BASICALLY
JOHN HINCKLEY,

LEE HARVEY OSWALD,

ALL -- ALL THE LONERS,
THE -- THE PEOPLE WHO,

BY SHOOTING SOMEONE, CAN MAKE
A BIG NAME FOR THEMSELVES.

1876 WAS A WATERSHED YEAR
FOR THE WEST.

CUSTER IS KILLED IN JUNE,
HICKOK IS KILLED IN AUGUST,

AND JESSE JAMES' GANG
IS SHOT TO PIECES IN NORTHFIELD.

THIS IS THE BEGINNING
OF THE END.

THIS IS WHERE
IT'S REALLY COMING DOWN HARD.

BUT I LIKE THE IDEA
THAT HICKOK,

RATHER THAN GOING FOR
THE MONEY AND THE SHOWMANSHIP,

HE GOES BACK WEST
TO DIE THERE.

AND, OF COURSE, JACK McCALL
FULFILLS THE ROLE OF THE JUDAS,

KILLING HIM.

WILD BILL'S IMPACT

ON OUR PERCEPTION
OF THE OLD WEST

IS REALLY IMMEASURABLE.

HE WAS A LEGEND
IN HIS OWN TIME.

WELL, NOW, WE GOT ONE MAN DEAD,
AND I AIN'T SHOT BUT ONCE.

YOU KNOW,
THERE'S AN EXPRESSION --

HE WAS ONE
OF NATURE'S NOBLEMEN.

I NEVER KILLED A MAN
THAT DIDN'T NEED KILLIN'.

THERE WAS A STATURE TO HIM
THAT WAS UNMISTAKABLE,

AND IT AROUSED A LOT OF ENVY
IN A LOT OF PEOPLE.

[ GUNSHOTS ]

TO ME, HICKOK WAS A DECENT,
UPRIGHT GUY

WHO WAS DOIN' THE BEST HE COULD
ON THE FRONTIER,

AND THAT WAS PRETTY GOOD,

AND CERTAINLY DIDN'T DESERVE
WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM.

THE LEGEND KEPT GOING
EVEN AS HE PERISHED,

BECAUSE IN HIS HANDS
WERE A PAIR OF ACES AND 8s,

WHICH FOREVERMORE WOULD
BE KNOWN...

AS THE DEAD MAN'S HAND.