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The Schroeders brought this
all the way from Germany.

So, shouldn't we be saving
that for when Daddy's back?

Your father is more
of a whiskey man, Eli.

Don't be reading at the table.

I'm not reading.

Don't be scribbling
at the table, either.

He's writing a letter
to Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Who names a child Waldo?

Mother, is Eli really your son,
or did you steal him from a zoo?

You're not funny.

I thought it was funny.

♪ And sinners plunged
beneath that flood ♪

♪ Lose all their guilty stain ♪

♪ Lose all their guilty stain ♪

♪ Lose all their guilty stain ♪

Quiet, Momma.

It's probably a coyote.

Indians.

Is your gun loaded, Martin?

Get your gun.

There's about a dozen of
them out there... maybe more.

Momma, get away from that door.

That's the first place
they're gonna start shootin'.

Put that down and get
your rifle primed now.

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Eli, put that rifle on the floor!

If we give them a
fight, they'll kill us!

They're gonna kill us anyway, Momma.

No, not you three. You're young.

They'll want you as captives.

Momma.

I love you all very much.

Momma, no.

Get that door shut!

Eli!

Eli!

No!

No! No!

Help me!

I thought you were dead.

I was watching you for a long time.

Did you see what they
did to Momma and Lizzie?

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Leave it for the sheriff.

I mean, what're you gonna do,
put him in the back of your truck?

Your daughter's there,
for Christ's sakes.

Exactly. I don't want
her thinking McCulloughs

are the kind of people
who drive by a dead man

and leave him hangin' in the sun.

C'mon, darlin'.

Come on, now.

Leave that.

Let's go.

You can keep your granddad company.

Endive.

Mm-hmm.

Mexican hat.

Good girl.

You're giving me easy ones.

You wanna know what's
happening, don't you?

I know you're not gonna tell me.

Indian blanket.

Good girl.

You missed a spot.

Who do you figure for it?

Well, hell, Pete, I dunno.

Though there is a revolution goin' on

the other side of
that border over there.

And our county does harbor

every type of cattle thief known to man.

Then we got the trigger-happy Rangers,

a sheriff who can't tell his
ass from a hole in the ground,

and a whole collection of
yahoos who go for a rope

every time a Mexican
looks at a white lady.

So I dunno, son.

It's a pretty short list of suspects.

Well, I got a pretty good idea

which yahoo I'm gonna go see first.

Great goddamn way to
start a birthday party.

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Get up! Get up there! Get up there!

What's that in the back?

- It's a man.
- Is he dead?

Get away from there.

- Did you run him over?
- Get. Go on, get.

Oh, my God.

Go inside.

Jeannie, are you okay?

Everybody's fine.

All right, go on with your granddaddy.

You too. Get on in there.

Somebody strung up one
of Pedro García's hands

by the side of the road.

I wasn't gonna leave him there.

Should we cancel this party?

We can't.

We got to show the world

South Texas is a great
place to do business.

I'm sorry, baby.

I understand.

Here's your julep.

Ah, 'tis that time.

Oh, yeah.

That's spot-on-the-nose
perfect, darlin'.

But just for the sake of an experiment,

would you mind passing
me that bottle over there?

Ohh, yeah.

You're gonna be drunk.

Oh, honey if you had to lay down

as much bullshit as I'm
about to lay down tonight,

you'd get drunk, too.

Here you go.

Come here. Hey.

You see that rig out there?

Yeah.

After I get done tonight,

we'll have enough money to
buy six more just like it.

Why do we need so many?

We're running out of time.

Another year like the one we
just endured will finish us.

The era of the cattle
baron is over, honey.

It's over.

What if there isn't
any oil in the ground?

Oh, I'm betting there is.

But what if you're wrong?

If there's no oil, do we lose the ranch?

Well, that's always a risk.

Any time you find a
decent piece of land,

sure as sunup,

someone out there's gonna
try and take it from you.

Does that scare you?

Not anymore.

Oh. Nice to see you back, Miss García.

That's my father's man.

Yeah. Damn shame.

Poor old Armando.

They say he was, uh, riding

with the Mexican bandits, though.

Who found him?

Pete McCullough.

Well.

If it ain't Pete McCullough.

You getting ready for that
fête galant-ay tonight?

I had my shirt pressed special.

You have a hand in that?

I'm sure I don't know
what you're talking about.

Niles.

Well...

If you're referring to that
strung-up cattle rustler,

now that you menti it,

I might know something about that.

Armando couldn't rustle up
supper, let alone 70 head.

He was confederating
with the sediciosos, Pete.

Armando cut the fence,
and he looked the other way

when them Mexers stole your property.

I tell you, my friend,
he admitted to all of it.

In the end.

Jesus, Niles.

You and your daddy
ain't exactly strangers

to backcountry adjudication.

You enlightened plenty of
rustlers at the end of a rope.

That ain't how we do things anymore.

Oh.

If I catch someone stealing my property,

I'll see that he's dealt with.

I don't want your help.

You hear me?

Oh, I hear you all right.

But you might want to make sure
your daddy is of a similar mind.

I had a little talk with Niles Gilbert.

That so?

Yep.

Is this one of them vaudeville routines,

or are you working your
way up to a question?

Did you put him up to hanging that man?

I asked him to sniff around about,

see who was hitting our cattle.

And you didn't consider
how he might interpret that?

I don't want this family in bed
with the Law and Order League.

And I don't want the home I
spent my whole life building

to get snatched out from
underneath our noses.

Sometimes it feels like

I'm in the front of
the boat bailing water

while you're behind me drilling holes.

Who's running this
ranch, Daddy... you or me?

Well...

allegedly, you are.

Armando's wife seemed
to be holding up well.

Considering.

I'm going to the service tomorrow.

Oh, I want to come, too.

She will be very appreciative of that.

Yeah.

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♪ Way down on the
levy in old Alabamy ♪

♪ There's Daddy and Mammy ♪

♪ There's Ephraim and Sammy ♪

♪ On a moonlight night,
you can find them all ♪

♪ While they are swinging,
the banjos are syncopating ♪

♪ What's that they're saying? ♪

♪ What's that they're saying? ♪

♪ While they keep playing,
a-humming and swaying ♪

♪ It's the good ship Robert E. Lee ♪

Hi, Mr. McCullough.
I'll take care of that.

Howdy.

Hey, boys.

Hey, John, how are
you? So nice to see you.

Thank you for being here.

Okay.

♪ Go take your best gal ♪

How you doin'?

♪ And go to the levy ♪

Why, Niles Gilbert.

Don't you clean up nice.

Mind my bag.

Why, Sally McCullough.

I had no idea it was possible

for a wildflower to bloom indoors.

Phineas.

What kept you? The guests
already started to arrive.

One last investor to round up.

Should be a good group tonight.

We have done everything we can

to make the place lovely for them.

Well, may I offer a little
something for your troubles?

I figure at least one man in this family

ought to buy you nice
things now and again.

I love it.

Thank you.

You're very welcome.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

Those real Comanches out there?

Mm-hmm. Our esteemed guests
deserve a little authenticity.

Who do you got down there?

Ah, it's a good crowd.

Eight or nine bankers

with ties to this part of the state,

all looking for a place
to park their cash.

Mm-hmm.

John Barton's the first
man I want you to meet.

He's always been a big faof yours.

Well, that's good to hear.

You did good, son.

Now, the only way this is gonna work

is you got to sell

the virgin potential of the land.

All right?

They could be the first
to discover oil here

and get ahead of the
wave that's about to come.

Plus, we're offering 1/8th royalties.

No one else is gonna
come even close to that.

You got something to say over there?

This whole thing's a swindle.

Well, that's a strong
word, little brother.

Is it?

We ain't found a drop
of oil on this property.

There's no reason to believe

6 or 7 or 100 new rigs
is gonna change that.

Well, the oil is there.

How do you know that?

Call it faith.

Faith might work with Comanches,

but not with those bankers downstairs.

They want hard evidence.

You got anything real? Anything at all?

Phineas, if you had the money,

would you invest it here, in oil?

I've done dumber things.

So tell me, Pete, what's your plan?

Drink hemlock? Hang a noose?

Stop sucking the blood
out of our core business.

I had to lay off 10 vaqueros
to help pay for the oil rig.

Now we're shorthanded, and
our fences are unguarded.

That's how these rustlers keep
getting away with our livestock.

If blaming me makes
you feel better, fine.

It's your choice got us into this mess.

Cattle ranching's the past.

It's always been there, and
it always will be. It's stable.

It's stagnant.

In this life, if you don't
move forward, you die.

Now, in five minutes,
I'm gonna go down there

and convince these rich bastards

that our shit comes out gold-plated,

that South Texas is the happiest,

safest place on this green Earth.

I'm gonna get them to
open up their wallets

and give us what we need to
create a great Goddamn empire.

You gonna help me do that or not?

Yes, sir.

Fine.

Good. Then get the hell out of my sight.

I can't believe this.

Jeannie?

- You're so grown up.
- Thank you.

How long has it been?

Three years, I think.

Oh, Lord, it has been that long.

- Jeannie, say hello.
- Hello.

Lourdes, Pedro. Thanks for coming.

Well, it's a rare pleasure

celebrating someone being
older than me, Peter.

How is the colonel?

Still kicking.

For your future, compadre,
a piece of my past.

It belonged to my uncle Arturo.

May it continue to bring your family

the luck it's brought mine.

Well, I sure do appreciate it.

Do you have time for a
smoke with your old friend?

Oh, I'm sure Pete does.

Of course.

Maria told me what you
did for my man Armando.

I'm sure you'd do the
same for one of ours.

Yes, of course.

Like for like.

You know we had nothing
to do with it, right?

This would mean a lot more
coming from your father, Peter.

Well, Pedro, I'm the
one runnin' the business.

Now, you're sure you
speak for the colonel?

My name's McCullough, just like his.

Mm.

You are two very different men.

Your father is a simple animal, Peter.

He is untroubled by his conscience.

He sleeps soundly, secure in his belief

that men are as expendable as beef.

But he does not seem to
realize that this philosophy,

this approach to life
can be very contagious.

And once it begins to spread,
it spreads very quickly.

What river is this?

The Llano.

That's impossible.
It's a whole day's ride.

Daddy's never gonna catch up to us.

I think I can shimmy my hands.

For what?

We need to stay ready.

We're not gonna escape, Eli.

How much do you remember
about last night?

Enough.

You were out for most of it.

It was obvious they
were gonna kill Momma,

but I don't think they
meant to kill Lizzie.

After you shot that Indian,

the others began shooting the house,

and Lizzie was hit.

When they saw she was shot,
they looked over her wounds.

I thought maybe they were
gonna doctor her, but...

they must have decided
she wasn't gonna make it.

You got Lizzie killed, Eli.

I hope it was worth it.

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They're gonna kill us if we don't
start doing what they say, Martin.

You hear me?

You'll make a good
little Indian, you know?

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and a little bit of English.

What's your name?

Toshaway.

I'm Eli.

- They're gonna separate us.
- Why would they do that?

These guys are from two different bands.

Get off me! Get off me!

Why do you think they
stopped tying us up?

Nowhere to run to.

Here. Eat something.

You know, I never knew a
place like this could exist.

You need to eat.

I'll bet our tracks will
be covered up by the wind.

They're gonna kill you if you don't eat.

They're gonna kill me anyway.

I thought for sure I'd go to Harvard.

I wrote Emerson about 10 letters,

but I never got a chance
to send any of them.

I'd like to think he would have
taken them seriously, though.

Here. It's not that bad
when you get used to it.

I'm sure you have
your own name for this.

But we call it an Indian
blanket or an Indian sunburst.

It's interesting to note

that small, stunted, or useless plants,

such as the Mexican
plum or the Mexican apple,

we name after our enemies, the Mexicans,

with whom we'll likely be at
war with for centuries to come.

But even now, we name colorful

or beautiful plants after you Indians,

as you will all soon be
vanquished from the Earth.

It is, of course, a great
compliment to your race.

Though, if your vanquishing
had come a bit sooner,

I would not have complained.

"It is the fate of a man like myself

to be misunderstood."

That's Goethe, in case
you were wondering.

I've always been proud of you, buddy.

Martin... Martin!

Martin!

No!

Martin!

Martin!

No! Martin!

Martin!

No!

Martin!

No! Martin!

Martin!

Martin! No!

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Your brother died with great honor.

He only pretended to be a coward.

Really, he was a coyote sent to test us.

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Bad medicine for Urwat.

And for the rest of us.

It's been forever, hasn't it?

Uh, yeah.

Uh, Christmas three years ago.

Good memory.

So, you here for a while, or are you...?

Oh, no... just until things settle down.

Then... I'll be off again.

So, how's your husband?

He passed away.

So sorry.

When?

Almost two months ago.

God, that is terrible.

How are you doing?

I'm all right.

Just...

It's nice to... To be home,

around family and... familiar things.

Well, I-I better get back.

What's happening around here, Pete?

Everything seems different.

Everyone seems very nervous.

Mexico is in bad shape.

Since they overthrew
Huerta, the revolutionaries

have all been fighting
each other to replace him.

So that spills across the
river and causes trouble.

The local yokels get worked
up, cause even more trouble,

and you know...

And people get hung.

Yeah.

Nice to see you.

You haven't aged a day.

Who wants to hear a few words
from the man of the hour?

Anyone?

I guess, uh...

Pete.

Thanks for taking care of Armando.

Yeah, sure. No problem.

I enjoy delivering speeches

just about as much as I do hearing them.

But considering we got
a lot of people here

who've traveled many a mile,

and given that only the devil knows

if I'm gonna be standing
here this time next year,

I figured I better pay
you all my respects.

I was born on the same date
as the Republic of Texas.

Hear, hear.

And you do not reach my age

without accommodating
your fair share of change.

- That's right.
- Yeah.

I was taught at a very early age

you have to roll with the punches.

Hear, hear.

Now... Now, I see some old faces here

from a lot of different sides
of a lot of different fights.

Some of you, I've rode with.

Yes, sir.

Some of you, I've fought with.

And some of you, I've bled with.

That's right.

And some of you, maybe
back in the bad old days,

might have taken a shot at me.

Maybe one of your relatives did.

But I guess what I'm
trying to say here is

that those times are over.

We're entering the modern age.

If anyone picks up a gun now,

it's because we're
out for quail or deer.

Yeah. I hear ya.

I've lived all over the West.

And this little patch of South Texas,

I decided to call home.

- It's good weather.
- Yes, sir.

The sweetest water for 500 miles.

Yeah. Absolutely.

We got oil, we got gas,

we got monster bucks and
quail comin' out our ears!

So there's a good reason I
chose to raise my family here,

and I'm honored you all could
come down and share it with me.

So...

here's to comin' together.

Hear, hear.

Here's to the good guys finally winning.

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

Here's to family and home

and the most bountiful
place on God's green Earth.

God bless Texas!

God bless Texas!

Ah, I need to wet my whistle
here, Niles. Don't be shy.

Hell of a speech, Colonel.
A real inspiration.

Oh, thanks, John. That
means a lot coming from you.

Now, listen, can I bend your ear

and we talk a little business outside?

Sure. You're buying the drinks.

Ah, you're drinking.

Oh, I wouldn't listen

to what anyone has to
say about this place.

If you'd put $100 into
this land around here

about five years ago, you
would have $2,000 today.

That railroad is about the best thing

that ever happened to us.

Hm.

I want everybody on this
ranch working on putting this out!

A dry well shouldn't have
caught fire like this.

They used dynamite.

I've got tracks!

Five or six horses!

Hyah! Let's go!

Hyah! Hah!

Hyah! Hah!

One of them split off.

Hyah!

Right here.

Five of the riders keep
hard south for the river.

The other looks like
his horse threw him.

This bastard's close.

- I got him.
- Hyah!

Daddy.

Daddy!

That's Pedro García's son-in-law!

I don't give a shit!

- Hey, hey, hey!
- Stop it!

Come on! Stop it!

Get your hands off me!
Get your hands off me!

You kill him, and we start a war.

The war's already here.

I thought your kind did
your killing with a rope.

That's the best idea I heard all night.

Tom, toss me that lariat.

Yeah, boss.

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