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introductory theme]

[Highland Film Group
introductory theme]

[Goldrush Entertainment
introductory theme]

[Slink It introductory theme]

["O Death" [Traditional]
by Lori Yates]

♪ O death

♪ O death

♪ Won't you spare me over
Till another year ♪

♪ What is this
That I can't see ♪

♪ With ice-cold hands

♪ Taking hold of me

♪ Well I am death
Nothing can excel ♪

♪ I'll open the door
To heaven or hell ♪

♪ O death

♪ O death

♪ Won't you spare me over
Till another year ♪

♪ Spare me over
Till another year ♪

[gentle music playing]

Hester. That's enough.

I said that's enough, girl.

- Poppa said the chores
had to be done every day

if we was to survive.

If we wereto survive.

Means the same thing, Momma.

It's the way
Poppa would have said it.

You're an educated woman.

You'll speak English the way
it was meant to be spoken.

- Why?
There ain't nobody-- [sighs]

There isn't anyone
around here to listen to me

speak incorrectly, except you.

[drops bucket in anger]

[thudding footsteps]

[door slams]

[Pandora sighs]

[gentle music playing]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music playing]

[birds chirping]

- We ever going to have
chickens again, Momma?

[Pandora] Hard to say.

[Hester]
I'm awful hungry.

- Well, patience
is a virtue, Hester.

The Lord will provide.

- I'd be real grateful
if He'd provide somethin' soon.

[Pandora sighs]

[gunshots echo]

Go to the smokehouse,
get the big knife.

[tense music playing]

[floor creaking]

[Pandora panting]

[gun cocks]

[Hester panting]

Get inside the house.

[owl hooting, insects chirping]

[door opens]

Will they come, Momma?

It's your bedtime.

Go to sleep
and say your prayers.

But do you think they'll come?

- That's God's decision,
not mine.

I'll keep watch.

Yes, Momma.

- Turn the lamps down tonight,
just in case.

[door closes]

[crickets chirping]

- The God of my rock,
in him will I trust

for he is my shield
and my high tower.

My savior and my refuge.
Thou savest me from violence.

[Pandora] I call on the Lord,
who is worthy to be praised:

so I shall be saved
from mine enemies.

[soft, tense music playing]

[birds chirping]

[footsteps]

[Hester] Are we safe, Momma?

Hard to tell.

I believe so.
At least for now.

Then I'm gonna visit Poppa.

[distant crow cawing]

[emotional music playing]

Momma...

[shouts] Momma!

[Pandora] Hester?

Hester!

[suspenseful music playing]

He's breathing.

Let's grab him.

Let's bring him in.

Okay.

[both straining]

[disturbing music plays]

[Hester grunts]

[both panting]

[mellow music plays]

- Hester, let's bring him
in the house.

But, Momma...

- Go grab the brown blanket.
Just do as I say.

[soft music]

Lay it flat.

You want to roll him over?

[Hester strains]

Is he dead, Momma?

[Pandora] Near enough.
He's lost a lot of blood.

[Calhoun groans]

[Pandora] Okay.

[both strain]

[Pandora] Let's grab it.

Grab the leg.

[Hester] Okay. All right.

Those are bullet holes,
aren't they?

- One in his leg,
and one in his side.

This one went through clean.
It nicked the fat.

It's this one that worries me.

It's a rifle shot,

it broke the bone.

[wet squelch]

I don't know if I can
stop the bleeding.

Get the big knife
and heat it up on the stove.

Yes, Momma.

[thudding footsteps]

[stove door squeaks]

[Calhoun groans]

- Sit on his chest
and hold him down.

Is he going to fight?

- Just do as I say
and stop asking questions.

[Hester grunts]

[intense music playing]

[Pandora sighs]

Okay.

- [strains]
- [sickening crack of bone]

- [Calhoun grunts]
- [Pandora strains]

Okay. Okay.

[Calhoun groans weakly]

[flesh sizzles]

[grunts]

Will he live?

[Pandora] If we pray
hard enough,

God may hear us
and save him.

I've done all I can.

He's different.

Different than the others,
isn't he?

[unsettling music playing]

- There's a man
in the house, Tom.

A man. I know I promised,
but... I had no choice.

I have questions
that he needs to answer,

and our safety depends on it.

You see,
there's money involved,

and you know what that means.

People will be looking for him.

People with greed and avarice
in their black hearts.

I will protect our homestead.

I will protect our daughter,

just as you would
if you were here...

[Hester] Momma! Come quick!

He's awake, Momma,
he's awake!

[soft music]

[Calhoun groans]

How are you feeling, sir?

[Calhoun] Yeah.

Name's Calhoun, ma'am.
Austin Calhoun.

Pandora Meadows.

And this is my daughter, Hester.

I found you out in the grass.

Oh, did you now?

Well, I'm right grateful
to you, young lady.

[groaning]

Best you lie still.

- [panting]
How bad is it, ma'am?

Your leg is shattered.

Goddamnit!

Son-of-a--!

Pardon my crooked tongue.

It's been some time
since I was around

some genteel company
like yourselves.

- It was a heavy bullet,
probably from a big bore rifle.

It took away part of the bone.

Yeah, that'd be Bob's.

Sharps, all right,

and he was always
a crack shot with it.

- If he was a crack shot, he
would have got you in the heart.

Hester...

It's true!

- It's all right, ma'am,
she's right.

You see, I... I put one
in Bob's guts

before he was able to
get his shot off. I think it--

- I'd prefer if we
do not discuss

such matters in front
of my daughter.

- I find Mr. Calhoun's
conversation

most edifying, Mother.

[Calhoun] Edifying?
Is that a good thing?

- Go get some fresh water
from the cistern.

[receding footsteps]

[Calhoun sighs]

- Mr. Calhoun,
please don't say

nothing else edifying
until I get back.

Anythingelse.

She is a clever one.

Too clever for her own good.

[groans]

Oh, by God, look at that!

Huh. I never seen
nothing like it in my life!

I had it sent from New York.

It was designed by
Louis Comfort Tiffany.

- Who's-- heh, well,
ain't that something.

Now that the young'un's gone,

I guess we can
get down to business.

Your saddle bags?

- I reckon you took
a look inside.

I did.

Mm. Begs the question:

you ever gonna let me
leave this bed?

- I have no interest
in the money, Mr. Calhoun.

[chuckles]

I find that a mite hard
to believe.

I'm not a liar, sir.

Well, then, go on,

give me those bags,

if you got no interest in them.

[shouts] Come on now,
march 'em over here

and put 'em in my hand!

- You disappoint me,
Mr. Calhoun.

- Mm-hm.

Well, you ain't the first lady
that told me that.

Here. Here. Yeah.

Where is it?
Aahh! Goddamnit!

[Hester] Momma!

Momma, you hurt Mr. Calhoun.

- He asked for his saddle bags,
so I gave them to him.

[Calhoun groaning]

Are you all right?

- Your mother is
just, uh, mad at me.

She-- she just don't appreciate
my choice of labor.

Aren't you a drover?

Not hardly.

Mr. Calhoun is a thief.

That's a bit harsh, ma'am.

Well, the truth often is.

Mm.

Oh.

Do not touch my daughter.

- I-- it's all right, Momma.

- Don't think too hard of me,
girl.

See, me and my old friend
Bob Kenny,

we fell on some hard times.
Real hard, desperate.

And we... well,
we decided to make

an unexpected withdrawal,
you could call it,

from the Union Bank
down Valverdi way.

Withdrawal?

They stole the money, Hester.

Stealing is a sin, Mr. Calhoun!

- Well, the good folks in
Valverdi thought so, too,

because they shot poor Bob dead
right there in the street

and then they rode after me

like the hounds of hell
after that money.

But you got away.

[Calhoun] I did.

For a time. Yeah.

Life has a way
of catching up with you

right when you think
you're in the clear.

- How many men
did you kill yesterday

before you got yourself
in the clear?

- Three.
But they gave me no choice.

- You're an evil man,
Mr. Calhoun.

A killer and a thief.

And may the Lord
have mercy on your soul.

[Calhoun scoffs]

I think that the good Lord
gave up on me a long time ago.

[insects chirping]

We could have meat, Momma.

No.

- Why?
I'm so tired of mush.

As am I.

But we'd have to
share it with him.

Is that a bad thing?

- Unacceptable.
Do not ask me again.

- [Calhoun] Uh...
- Supper, Mr. Calhoun.

[Calhoun] Oh.

That's very kind of you,
darlin'.

Oh, I'm hungry.

Corn mush.

Ain't that a treat.

- [chuckles]
Awful, isn't it?

Dawh, it's awful.

Tell ya, a pig
wouldn't eat this.

[laughs]

[laughing]

Got somethin' on your mind,
darlin'?

- Those men you killed?
You had to, right?

Oh, it was me or them.

There were no other choice
far as my thinkin'.

- Hester,
come eat your supper.

Mr. Calhoun can feed himself.

- Sure seems like the pickin's
are mighty slim around here.

Ugh. I don't really see

how you two manage out here
all on your own.

We get by.

- Not with this slop,
you don't.

[scoffs]
Well, I'll tell you what.

[groaning]

How about I give you
20 dollars, huh?

That'd get you enough supplies
to last through winter.

No, wait, wait. Take 40.
That'll get you to spring.

In fact, [groaning] I will
throw in my lucky gold coin!

We don't want your blood money.

- Goddamnit, is you a woman
or a consarned mule?

[spoon clanks]

[firm footsteps]

You speak to me like that again

and I'll throw you out
on your ear.

Oh, you know, I

like to think of myself
as a patient man,

but my nerves are worn
as thin as my hide.

Now, hah!

I don't want to hurt nobody,

but I will fire this lead
into your brain-pan

if you don't do exactly
as I tell ya.

Now you plant yourself
right there like a cactus.

Hester,
go on out to the barn

and get the horse and wagon.

We have no horse.

Ate it.

The wagon's been busted down
since last spring.

Broken down.

What? You tellin' me

you livin' all the way out here
without even a horse?

How far is the nearest town?

- Ninety-five miles, due west.

- [desperate groan]
Neighbors?

They all left a long time ago.

[groans]

- You finished with your supper,
Mr. Calhoun?

Easy, ma'am!

- You really think
I'd leave a loaded gun

in your saddlebag?

What kind of fool
do you think I am?

I removed the ammunition.

[Calhoun chuckles nervously]

Can I at least finish my mush?

[Pandora]
You lost that privilege.

[groans]

[birds chirping]

[rope creaking]

[suspenseful music playing]

[groaning]

[uneasy breathing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[groans in pain]

Are you awake?

- I'm sorry.
- [muffled thud]

[chopping wood]

[ears ringing]

[groaning]

What the hell?

[shouting] Aaahh! My leg!

Aaaah!

My leg!
What have you done?!

- Stop thrashing about,
you'll pull the stitches out.

Oh!

No!

Oh, you scarred it, bitch!

I'll kill ya!

You speak to me like that again

and I'll throw you out
to die in the dirt!

- Better you left me out there
to get eaten by the buzzards!

You had no right.

- I had no choice.
It had to be done.

The hell it did!

Gangrene was setting in.

It was either lose your leg
or you were a dead man.

- Gangrene?
I didn't smell nothin'!

No, no, you did it out of spite!

- For the last time, I was
trying to save your life.

Well, you ask me next time

before you go
and make me a cripple!

- You are a pitiful
excuse for a man.

My grandfather lost his leg
in the Battle of Monterrey,

and he lived a long
and productive life.

[Calhoun] Well, I ain't nothing
like your granddaddy!

[Pandora]
You most certainly are not.

[Calhoun] Worst kinda
thief there is!

Worse than a horse thief!

I don't think Mr. Calhoun

is very happy
about what we did.

[Calhoun] Ya stole my damn leg!

- Can you blame him?
He's lost a limb.

[Calhoun] How am I supposed
to do anything?

- But we didn't hurt him. He's
the one that got himself shot.

- [Calhoun] Look at it!
- Well, he's angry.

Like most men.
And like most men,

he'll never accept the trouble
he's gotten into

is caused entirely by himself.

[Calhoun screaming in anger]

Was Poppa like that?

- At times.
He was a stubborn man.

[chuckles]
But he had principles.

I always admired him for that.

I miss him.

As do I.

More than you could ever know.

[Calhoun] Oh.

I can't even look at it!

There's nothin' there to see,
ya took it!

You stole my-- argh,

you stole my leg!

Argh! Oh, God!

You think that I rob people,
look what you robbed me of!

My leg! You stole it!

You call me a thief?
You stole my goddamn leg!

A whole leg! It's mine!

- It's my property!
- [Hester sighs sharply]

[door opens]

[heavy footsteps]

It says here that the mort...

mort... mortality rate
for leg amputations

is 46 percent.
And that's in a hospital.

What's that supposed to mean?

- That if a hundred people
got their leg cut off,

46 would die.

I know what the odds are.

I ain't dumb, girl.
What's your point?

- My point is, is that my momma
did a good job.

You're still alive.

You call this livin'? Huh?

Look at it!

And according to the--
that book right there,

well hell, I already had

better than a 50-50
chance of survivin'!

So don't go pattin'
your momma on the back

like she's some
Florence Nightingale.

- Do you ever have anything nice
to say, Mr. Calhoun?

Not lately.

[frustrated sigh]

Momma!

Read Middlemarch.

Out on the porch,
you can sit in my rocker.

- I've already read that one. I--

Read it again.

[chair thuds]

I have a proposition for you.

- Yeah.
Not sure I want to hear it.

- Eventually,
your leg will heal...

You mean, my stump will heal.

- Since your leaving here is
beneficial to both of us,

I would like to propose
the following agreement:

I will walk to Buffalo Creek

and I will buy you
a horse and a saddle,

and a bottle of whiskey
and a change of clothes.

And then I will return
with the provisions,

and you can be on your way.

- Oh, well, it sounds promising,
but a mite bit one-sided.

I mean,
there's a lot in it for me,

very little in it for you,
which puzzles me.

[groans]

You ain't gone
and changed your mind

about my money, have you?

- How many times do I
have to tell you, Mr. Calhoun,

your ill-gotten gains
do not interest me.

Then what does?

The truth.

- Yeah, well, that's a card
I don't deal too often.

I've noticed that.

Those shots we heard,
those men you killed.

Were they friends of yours?

[Calhoun] Acquaintances.

[Pandora] Not a posse?

[Calhoun] Naw, we lost them
at the border.

[chuckles] They figured that
money wasn't worth dying for.

- So the Bob Kenny story
was hogwash.

[Calhoun] Oh, no, no, no,
Bob was there.

Along with Teche Masters
and Ed Singleterry.

But, no, Bob did not
get killed in the robbery.

In fact, nobody did.
Well, except for the teller...

And then, you got greedy.

Wasn't like that at all.

No. See, we'd been ridin'
hard all day,

and we finally bunked down
in this clearing

up over the ridge there.

The four of us, well, we got to
drinkin' somethin' heavy

and uh... I'll admit it!

I started lookin' at
that saddlebag,

thinkin' about the money,
but I guarantee you,

them other three were thinkin'
the same thing I was

'cause that's right
when the shootin' started.

And when the smoke cleared,

well, three of us had been
dispatched to Peter's gate

and I was the last one
left alive. [chuckles]

So you believe it's over?

[Calhoun] Ma'am?

- No one looking for you?
No one looking for the money?

No one to come here,
and give us trouble?

[sighs]

Look, I am just guessing at
what I am about to tell you.

I can't vouch for what's
about to come out of my mouth.

[overlaps] Get on with it!

Hell...

Bob Kenny.
[grunts]

He was an ornery cuss,
but uh, he's got this brother,

Bear John?

Whew, he makes Bob
look like a sugarfoot.

If he finds out
that somebody left a slug

in his brother's guts,

he's likely to want to
exact a level of revenge

that I don't quite care
to contemplate.

Oh, but, ma'am, there-- there
ain't nothing to worry about.

There's no way
that Bear John knows

what happened to his brother,
much less that he's--

- [nervous] Does this Bear John
know about the robbery?

Uh... yes, ma'am.

- And were you planning
to meet up with him

after the robbery?

Yeah, he and his bunch.

- And how far from
the rendezvous point were you

when you decided to take matters
into your own hands?

- You gotta understand
somethin' here.

How far, Mr. Calhoun?

A day's ride.

- And does he know the direction
that you were coming from?

- Now, I know
this doesn't look good--

It does not, Calhoun!

A fair warning would've been
much appreciated, you bastard.

Hey, now!

My mother was a very kind woman.

Now, granted,
my father I did not know.

- How many men
ride with Bear John?

[sighs] Three.

- And do any of them
know how to track?

One.

[voice-over] Cherokee Jack.
He ain't Indian,

but he can find a mouse
in a wheat field.

Once he finds your track,

he lets out
this little bird whistle.

[imitates bird whistle]

That's when you know
you're in trouble.

But, uh, he ain't the one
to worry about, though.

That's Minor Wilson-- whew,
he's the one you gotta fret.

He's a real back-shooter,
that one.

Ain't worth a gob of spit.
Then there's Little Pete, ugh.

Oh, Pete's just yellow.

Like the piss in snow,
a gutless coward.

But, uh, none of them
holds a candle to Bear John

when it comes to just
pure meanness and evil intent.

[Wilson] Say, Bear,
how long you reckon

we gonna keep sittin' out here
waitin' on your brother?

- You registering
a complaint, mister?

Nah, I was just askin'.

- You're not happy
with the entertainment?

Entertainment's fine...

just think it's time
we get goin'.

Point taken.

If he don't show up by tomorrow,
we'll go lookin' for him.

[grunts]

- He must'a gotten held up,
huh, Bear John?

- Aw, gee, you might be
on to something there, Pete.

Maybe...

he got himself killed.

- Nah,
Bob's too smart for that.

[Wilson] Smart?

Bob's a dumbass.

- You calling my brother
a dumbass?

[Wilson]
He's riding with Calhoun.

Ain't that the definition
of a dumbass?

- You know I'm man enough
to admit when I'm wrong.

Bob is a dumbass.

[laughs]

But...

he's still my brother.

If he don't show by sunrise,
we'll go lookin' for him.

[Wilson]
That's good enough for me.

[strumming guitar]

- ♪ In the pines
In the pines ♪

♪ Where the sun
Don't ever shine ♪

♪ And I shiver when
The cold wind blows ♪

♪ Oh, if I minded
What my grandma did say ♪

♪ Then where would I be
Tonight ♪

[Wilson] Come on, Pete!

You got me feelin'
a romantic kinda way!

Hey, darlin,

how about you and I
take a little walk?

You stay put, Lilith.

What'd you say?

These are ladies.

Both of these women
are under my protection.

They don't do nothing
until I tell them to.

Don't push it, mister.

- Look,
I don't want no trouble.

- Then I suggest
you shut your mouth.

- Get your ass up, girl.
Come on.

- She's ain't going nowhere
unless I get paid.

A dollar a roll.

[scoffs] A dollar.

Yes. A dollar.

These are ladies.

- I'll give you two bits,
and I'm still overpaying.

- I don't think
you heard me clearly, sonny boy.

So I'm going to say it
one more time.

These are ladies, not whores!

[gun fired]

[horse neighs]

- I don't think
you heard me correctly.

- [ladies gasping and crying]
- [Wilson] Ladies.

I'm not that bad of a guy.

Just lookin' to dance.

Ladies!

Ladies! Come on...

[Bear John] You know, I think
he's gettin' better at that.

[Wilson] Ladies.

[Bear John exhales]

I'm not diggin' a hole for that.

- Are these men really
as rough as you say,

or are you just
spinning me another tale?

Trying to get me to clear out?

Oh, no, they're killers.

Stone cold killers.
On the off chance they find us,

we oughta get some place
more safe.

- And where exactly
would we go, Mr. Calhoun?

- Oh, we're back to
"mister," are we?

For the time being.

Have you considered the fact
that you're in no condition

to walk anywhere?

- Well, then just leave me here
and save yourself and the girl.

Maybe I can spin a tale

tall enough to keep Bear John
from cuttin' my throat.

- My husband and I built
this place with our own hands.

He's buried
on that hill up there.

He'll never leave here.
Nor will I.

- Well, he's the only thing
left planted around here,

because all the rest
done dried up and blowed away.

Is everything a joke to you?

You're not as funny
as you think you are.

We had a farm here once.

We had cattle, we had horses...

And then the land
seemed to die with him.

But it's gonna come back.
But you're a sad, pathetic man.

You've never had anything
you didn't steal!

At least I had something.

Hester, go get Poppa's bullets.

Yes, Momma.

[scoffs]

[unsettling music playing]

[sighs]

Ma'am, you bein' a lady
of the cross and all,

now may be the time
to dust off the good book

and get to praying over it.

And praying awful hard, too,
I may suggest.

[Pandora]
You are an irreverent man.

If I didn't think
you knew how to use a weapon

with some competence,

I would shoot you down
like the dog you are.

[Calhoun] Oh!

You're finally admittin'
you need me

for the coming fracas.

I've been waiting for you
to say somethin' about that.

- This what you shoot in
your pistol, Mr. Calhoun?

[groans]

It is.

- I've never seen
nothin' like this before.

- I've never seen
anythinglike this before.

[sighs] Yes, Momma,

but I truly haven't
seen anything like it.

- Well, that right there
is called a cartridge.

If you bring me my gun,
I'll show you how it works.

Hester!

Mr. Calhoun gets no ammunition
until absolutely necessary.

Kinda pointless for me

to murder the two of you now,
ain't it, ma'am?

Like you said,
we need each other.

Nonetheless.

- You are a hard woman,
Pandora Meadows.

A stick of dynamite
wouldn't crack your shell.

[scoffs]

And I know I ain't
telling you

nothin' you don't
already know,

but we're gonna need rifles.

That lot right there won't do

'til they're knockin'
on the door,

and we don't want 'em
that close.

- Well, Daddy's Sharp
is out in the barn.

The breech block's cracked.

I'mma grab it.

Hester...!

[door opens]

[receding footsteps]

- Hmph.
She kinda reminds me of you,

only she got some life
left in her.

You know this ain't
no place for that girl.

She deserves better.
And so do you.

Do you ever stop talking?

- [grunts] On the slim chance
that we survive this,

does that offer still stand
for you to go into town

and get me a horse
and a bottle of whiskey?

Momma, you're going into town?

I thought you said
we couldn't go there.

You told me that--

Hester, that's enough.

- But, Momma,
if that means that--

- Hester!
Show him the rifle.

[groans]

Can you fix it?

[Calhoun] Nope, that breech
is definitely busted.

You put a bullet in that,
it'll blow up in your face.

Hm. Ah.

This ain't good for nothin'

but, uh, a club
or maybe a paddle.

- [laughs] Well, what kind of
rifles should we have?

Ohh!

Now that's a good question.

Maybe one of them Winchesters

that Teche stole
down in Abilene.

It's a repeatin' rifle,
loads real quick,

but not too accurate.

That buffalo-buster
Bobs though, whew!

That'll shoot the lantern
off a firefly.

Kapow! But it's, uh,
slow to reload.

- Well, you should have
grabbed them, Mr. Calhoun.

- Mr. Calhoun was too busy
saving his precious saddlebags

to think sensibly, Hester.

[insects chirping]

[Pandora sighs]

[insects chirping]

[Calhoun snoring softly]

[door opens]

[♪♪♪]

[insects chirping]

[animals calling]

[distant wolf howling]

[birds chirping]

[coal sizzling]

[clippety-clop of hooves]

- Bear, it's funny
who we meet along the way.

Ladies.

[ominous music plays]

Hester?

Hester?

[door opens]

[calls out] Hester!

Hester!

Hester!

[groans] Ooh!

[emotional music playing]

[horses snorting]

She's gone.

- I guess she gone and
got herself some sense!

She knows it's suicide
stickin' around here.

We oughta follow suit.

- I hold you personally
responsible for her safety.

If she doesn't come back,

I'm going to slit your stomach
and watch you bleed out.

Easy, ma'am!

I didn't have nothin' to do
with her runnin' off!

- Why did you find it
necessary to mention

the need for rifles
in her presence?

[upbeat, intense music playing]

[Hester panting]

[intense music playing]

[sniffles]

Are you Bob?

[Singleterry] Help me...

[Hester breathing heavily]

[smashes head with stone]

[panting]

Dear Lord,
please forgive me!

[breathing heavily]

[unsettling music playing]

[panting]

[panting]

[tense music playing]

[knife thuds]

[Calhoun] Oh.

- [meat sizzles]
- [Calhoun] Oh my, oh my!

Don't it smell
just like heaven in here?

[Pandora]
It's the last of our meat.

- Had I known Hester was
such a headstrong gal,

I never would've
mentioned them rifles.

- I intend to
share this meat with you

because we need our strength
for what is to come.

But I can't listen to you talk.
If you say one more word,

I will toss your portion
in the outbuilding.

Do I make myself clear?

Oh.

Mm.

[Pandora] No noises.

[disturbing music playing]

[Hester panting]

[Calhoun] Mmmm.

Oh, ma'am.

This is the best
cut of meat I ever ate.

It is finely salted,
fried right through.

Oh, makes me feel
like a man again.

[chuckles]

And you know, uh, we ain't
really seen eye to eye

on much of nothin',

but, uh, if we gonna
survive this together,

well, we goin'
have to get close.

Or you can just, uh,
kill Bear John and his boys

with that there look
you're giving me.

[slow footsteps]

What's that for?

Oh, well... thank you!

Mm.

[Pandora] Hester.

My foolish, foolish girl...

[Hester panting, groaning]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Hester groaning]

I'm sorry, Momma...

I'm sorry...

[breathing heavily]

[horse snorting]

[Bear John] Hold on.
Hold on. Hold on.

Pete.

[flies buzzing]

[♪♪♪]

[sighs] Damn it, Bob.

This ain't right.

It wasn't supposed to
go like this.

You are a dumbass.

Any sign of Calhoun?

Naw, he ain't here.

- That low-life son of a bitch.
What about the money?

- No. Rifles and horses
gone too.

Damnit...

Hey!

Looks like someone
took a bullet.

Crawled out on their belly.

Had to be Calhoun.

- Yeah. Let's hope
the son of a bitch

took a gut shot.

I don't think so.

No food,
no guts in the blood.

Leg or arm.

Leg probably,
since he's crawling.

Why would he take the rifles

if he was hurt that bad?
That don't make sense.

- You'd have enough trouble
draggin' the money off.

- You think someone else
did this, Jack?

Maybe got 'em
when they were sleepin'?

- Signs say all the shots
took place in this spot.

He shot Teche first.

Took his time
'cause everyone was asleep.

Nice steady aim,
then he blows his brains out.

Next up is Singleterry.

Didn't have the luxury
of a careful aim this time.

Shot 'im as he was
throwin' off his blanket.

Then he went for Bob.

Now Bob's up and ready
with his Sharps.

They both shoot,
Calhoun survives, Bob doesn't.

- Yeah, well, he sure as hell
ain't gonna survive

when I get to him.

[Cherokee Jack]
The part I don't understand

is why Singleterry ain't been
dead near as long as these two.

What are you talking about?

- Well, Bob and Teche here
died days ago.

Ed kicked off earlier
this mornin'.

Someone beat his head in
with a rock.

- So... what are we
dealing with?

- Yeah, that's what
I'd like to know.

[Little Pete straining]

What the fuck...!

Hey! Get your hands
off them boots!

[gun fired]

[Hester panting]

Damn...

[groaning]

- You want to set off
a stick of dynamite, huh?

Let 'em know we're coming?

You find me the bastard, Jack,

and my cut of the money's yours.

[Hester groaning]

[panting]

Ehh...

well, that's either for me
or the hay.

She ain't got no horses.

[exhales]

[horse neighs]

You ain't gonna stick me
with that, is ya'?

[groans]

Ma'am, I know
that I'm risking your wrath

by rehashing this query,

but what in God's name
are you doin' livin'

all the way out here?

That girl,
she oughta be in school,

gettin' her learnin' in!

Meetin' people. Hm?

People like you?

- Naw, they ain't
all like me.

I'm a rare breed.

I disagree, Mr. Calhoun.

The world is a foul place.

My husband and I
built this ranch

to escape the outside world.

And I have no intention
of ever leaving it.

And?

You're going to need this

if you wanna get
any killing done.

Huh, would you look at that!

A crutch! Hah! I'll be...

You know, this is the nicest
thing on this ranch,

'cause, uh, the rest of it
ain't worth a gob of spit.

- Mr. Calhoun, a man of your ilk
came here once,

hired by my father
to bring me back home.

My father didn't approve
of this ranch, or my husband.

And he felt he had the right
to own me until the day I died.

My husband intervened,
God rest his soul,

and then this man,
with his-- his rough talk

and his shiny guns?

He shot my husband down,
in front of my daughter and me.

- I hope he met the devil
at the end of a rope.

There was no need.

I cut his throat
from ear to ear,

and I watched him die.

So there will be no more
talk of this, ever again.

[Calhoun sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Wilson] What's he doin'?

[Bear John]
What the hell you doing, Jack?

The trail's over here.

Hell, Bill Hickok
could follow this track!

[Little Pete] What's Wild Bill
got to do with this?

[Wilson] He's blind.

[Little Pete]
Bill's going blind?

[Cherokee Jack whistles]

[Bear John] What is it?

[Cherokee Jack]
Take a look at these.

Got a second trail.

Someone on foot,
carryin' rifles.

On foot...

- Think I know where
them rifles came from.

How fresh them tracks?

- Can't be more than
a few hundred yards away.

- All right, you go on.
We'll catch up.

[intense music playing]

[Hester panting]

[intense music playing]

[Calhoun groaning]

I'm holding on to the ammo.

- For now.
- [Calhoun scoffs]

- Will you stop
playing with that gun?

Well, I want to be prepared.

These are hard men.

So you've said.

You take some kind of
perverse pleasure

in constantly reminding me
of their prowess?

- I don't even know
what that means.

But I do know that they will
kill us dead in the dirt.

- Well, then we'd better
kill them first.

[windows closing]

Close the shutters.

[Calhoun] Yes, ma'am.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Hester panting]

[Cherokee Jack groans]

[straining, groaning]

[Hester breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[Cherokee Jack laughs]

- I think I heard something
out by the barn.

Finally.

[Hester panting]

No, no, no.

[screaming]

[muffled screaming]

Anyone inside that house?

Are you sure?

I'd hate to get my head
shot off by a sodbuster.

[muffled screaming]

If you scream,

I'll cut you bad.

You understand?

[panting]

Is there a man
in that house?

Call himself Calhoun?

Now, what'd you go runnin'
after them rifles for, huh?

Why don't I start
by prying out

one of them pretty front teeth--

- [stabs with knife]
- [Cherokee Jack grunts in pain]

[gun cocked]

[gun fired]

Ah!

[gunshot echoes]

Well, that didn't take long.

- [Cherokee Jack
groaning in pain]

You bitch.

[groaning in pain]

[Pandora] Hester!

Ma'am! Ma'am!

Don't go out there! Don't!

Hester!

[Calhoun] Ma'am!
Get back in here!

They're tryin' to draw you out!

- [gun fired]
- [Cherokee Jack groans]

[Calhoun] I see ya, Jack,
ya mangey coyote!

- [gun fired]
- [Cherokee Jack groans]

[Calhoun] Get back in here!

[Cherokee Jack groans]

[Calhoun] Get back in here!

[rapid gunfire]

[gunshots echoing]

Well, that doesn't sound good.

Pete! Go take a look.

Why me?

- Because he told you to.
- Yeah, 'cause I told you to.

Worthless shit.

[gunshots echoing]

[Calhoun] What the hell
was you thinking?

Could've got yourself killed!

[Pandora] Hester's in the barn.

Hester! Hester!

Can you hear me?

Girl's dead, bitch!

You're lyin'!

- Boy,
she was a pretty little thing!

Though I spattered her blood
all over this here barn!

[Calhoun]
Watch your mouth, Jack!

She's a good Christian lady!

[Pandora crying silently]

[Cherokee Jack]
Figured it was you, Calhoun!

Boy, you never could shoot
worth a shit, huh?

Even with that fancy pistol
of yours!

[Calhoun] I see you with some
blood on your shirt, huh?

You let a little girl
touch you up like that?

[emotional music playing]

Now, I know that even you
ain't low enough

to kill a young lady!

[Cherokee Jack] Not only
did I kill her, Calhoun...

I'm gonna kill you...

and that bitch.

Jack! Hey!

[Cherokee Jack] And anyone else
in that house!

Stop it! Just stop it!

[Little Pete] Hey, Jack!

Up here!

[gun fired]

[Calhoun] Goddamn, woman!

Warn me the next time
you fire that thing off.

I almost soiled my britches!

Man on the ridge.

[Calhoun] What?

[Little Pete groans]

You hit him?

I saw his hat fly.

Well, was it on his head?

It was in his hand.

- Then what good
is that gonna do us?

I knew we needed them rifles.

Mister. [cocks gun]

My daughter is laying dead
in that barn

because you needed your rifles.

Now, I haven't much left
to live for,

so I suggest
that you concentrate

on killing these men
that you brought down on us

and keeping your mouth shut.

Otherwise, I'm going to
shoot you myself.

What'd you find?

- Jack's down there.
Looks like he's been hit.

- How bad?
- Lots of blood on his shirt.

I tried to get his attention
when somebody

took a shot at me
from the house.

- Who was that? Calhoun?
- I can't tell.

The place is boarded up
like a fort.

Shutters on all the windows,
gun slots in all of them.

- All right, go get the rifles
from the horses.

And bring as much ammo
as you can carry!

[Little Pete groans]

Two men on the ridge.

I see 'em.

That's Bear John
and Miner Wilson, all right.

I can smell 'em.

[Bear John]
This ain't good.

Shooting our way in
ain't gonna work.

Well, we should set fire to it.

Hell, I'd love to see
Calhoun burn.

- Yeah, me too,
if he's in there.

That you in that house there,
Calhoun?

- I don't know if I should
answer 'em, ma'am.

Might not be good for ya
if he knows I'm here.

- I'm sure your friend
out there by the barn

will tell him
sooner than later.

I suspect you're right.

Yeah, it's me!

[Bear John] There's no need
for nobody to get hurt!

You just toss the money out

and we'll be on our way.

[Calhoun] Hah! You expect us
to believe that?

- "Us"? What's he
talkin' 'bout "us"?

[shouting] Us?

You got someone in there
with you, Calhoun?

[Calhoun] A woman.

With a big old
Walker Colt on her.

[Bear John]
Well, don't that just figure,

you hiding in there
behind a woman's skirts.

Ma'am? You just come on out of
there. You got no stake in this.

- We won't hurt you.
- Hah!

[Cherokee Jack] Don't think
she's gonna buy that one,

Bear John.

I killed her daughter,
dead here in the barn.

[groans]

- Well, that just complicated
the fuck out of things.

Ma'am, under the circumstances,

I don't suppose there's
any offer we might suggest

to put an end
to these hostilities?

- You promise there'll be
no more killin'?

You promise to ride out of here
with no more violence

if I throw the money
out the door?

No, no, no, no.

- You got it, ma'am.
My word of honor.

You give us the money
and we'll be on our way.

Don't you trust them.

I don't, not for a minute.

Don't give them my money.

This isn't your money.

Well, it ain't theirs, neither!

Hey, I killed men
for that money!

It's mine!

- You may have to kill
a few more.

What is this?

- Where the hell is Pete
and his rifles?

- We don't do nothing
till we see the money.

[door opens]

[bags thud]

[door closes]

That's too easy.

Yeah.

Can't thank you enough, ma'am.

See, that right there,
that's my retirement money.

Takin' that to California,
open myself a saloon,

maybe settle down
with a little señorita, huh?

- You'll spend it on cheap whores
and cheaper whiskey

before you get out
of the territory.

- Yeah, I suppose
you're right about that,

but a man can dream.

[Bear John] Hey, Jack!

Go get them saddlebags!

[Cherokee Jack]
Are you crazy?

I ain't goin' out there.

Son of a bitch.

[gun fired]

- Goddamn it, Bear John,
I killed the woman's kid!

She ain't just gonna
let me walk out there

and grab them saddlebags!

[gun fired]

Okay! Okay! Phew!

I'm going!

[grunting]

Now let's not do
nothing rash, ma'am.

[grunting]

I'm hurt real bad.

No need to shoot me.

I'll probably end up
bleedin' out on the trail.

Alone. Ah!

In pain.

You'd just be wasting
your precious ammunition.

[grunting]

[gun cocked]

Just take the money and go.

Yes, ma'am.

[groans]

[Bear John] Make sure
the money's in there!

No money!

Just some book
and a goddamn creepy doll!

- Take your gun
out of the holster

and throw it on the ground
away from you!

[doll thuds]

- Do as she says,
or I'll cut you down.

[groans]

And the Derringer in your boot!

- You want my goddamned
undies too, Calhoun?

[Bear John]
Ma'am, I feel betrayed.

We had an agreement.

[Pandora] We do.
You and your men come down here

and turn over your weapons
and I'll give you the money,

just as I promised.

This bitch is smart.

You know, that ain't fair,
you changin' the rules

on us like that.

[gun fired]

[grunts]

Hester!

[Hester]
I'm fine, Momma!

[Cherokee Jack groans]

[gun cocked]

[gun fired]

[groans, coughing]

- All right, I guess
that's the negotiations over.

[rapid gunfire]

[Hester breathing heavily]

Ma'am, don't waste your ammo.

You ain't gonna
hit 'em from here.

Hey, Pete!

We need those Henrys
and more ammo. Now!

- I'm comin',
hold on a minute!

Gimme a rifle!

Uh, Bear, I got some bad news.

The horses, they're gone.

You had one job, Pete!

- Well, I tied 'em up
like ya told me--!

[gun fired]

[groans]

I think I got one.

Ha... sure ya did! Hah!

Ma'am.

Bear.

[coughs]

Help me. Please.

Sure thing, Pete.

[gun cocked, fired]

We're gonna need a better plan.

- Well, lookin' like we got
ourselves a temporary standoff.

For how long?

Guessin' sometime after dark.

Be hard to see 'em
once the sun goes down.

I figure... that'll be when
they'll come down off the ridge

and try something.

[groans]

Now let's have a look
at that money! [laughs]

[unsettling music playing]

[insects chirping]

Steady, ma'am. Ma'am!

- I have to get Hester
out of the barn.

[Calhoun] Well,
what you're gonna do

is get your fool self killed!

- Not if you shoot them
before they shoot me.

- You are puttin' an awful
lot of faith in my aim.

You better not let me down.

- That's pretty
good cover down there.

I figure we can get pretty close
before we even get spotted.

You head down toward the barn.

And I'll see if I can get
around by the other side there.

All right.

[Pandora] Hester.

It's me, Momma.

[Hester] It's I.

It's Iis the proper grammar,
Momma.

[Pandora]
Do you have the rifles?

[Hester] Uh, yeah.
They're right here.

[Pandora] I'm so proud of you.

We're gonna run for the house.
Are you ready?

[Hester] Yeah.

[Pandora] Go. Go, go, go.

[Bear John] Ladies.

[door closes]

[rapid gunfire]

[Calhoun]
You dropped the rifles!

Close the door, now.

She can take care of herself!

[breathing heavily]

[Bear John]
Go for the house.

Well, that was a stupid move.

You've gone
and got yourself trapped.

Ssh. Go on.

Get over here behind me.
All right.

[knocks on door]

[door opens]

Ha! Aah!

[body thuds]

[sighs]

- [window shatters]
- [Calhoun grunting]

- [shot fired]
- [Calhoun grunting]

Argh. Don't, please!

- No!
- [gun fired]

[grunting]

- [Hester] Momma! No!
- [Pandora thuds]

[Hester gasps, sobs]

- [kick thrown]
- Please don't hurt us, mister!

Please!

- Oh...
it's gone way past hurtin'.

[crying]

Way past.

Where's the money?

You know, this could've been
real simple

if you two had just stuck
to our agreement.

See, now I'm going to be forced
to do things that are...

better not discussed.

Come on.

Come take a seat.

[shudders]

[shouts] Sit down!

[footsteps]

Oh yeah, you're
a lovely little thing.

Bit washed out, but...

nothing a little color
in your cheeks wouldn't fix.

That's better.

A bit of work,
and we'd have you gussied up

better than
a two-dollar whore.

Now, have you ever been
with a man?

Just my daddy.

Your daddy?

Hm.

I'm asking if you've
ever been fucked?

I don't know what that means.

Oh, don't worry.

You will.

Whoa! Whoa!

That's a mean little sticker.

Just take that off ya there.

This what you got
ol' Cherokee Jack with, huh?

[knife thuds]

- [cries]
- [Pandora] Hey, mister!

Well...

you are a hard woman.

Ain't many could take a kick
like I gave you and keep still.

It was two kicks.

[Bear John] So it was.

Hester, get over here.

[shudders]

- Now, don't you do
anything rash, ma'am.

Let's just talk things over
before things go bad, shall we?

Ah-nah-nah-nah,
there's no need to do that.

There's plenty of money
to go around for all of us.

- That's what Mr. Calhoun
said to me.

I didn't take him up
on his offer,

and I say the same to you.

All right.

Well, give it all
to me then.

I'll just ride out of here
and you'll never see me again.

Ma'am,
I believe that from here,

I could draw my pistol
and I could shoot you

before them greenbacks
hit the flames.

You're welcome to try.

You know I'll kill ya.

If that money burns,
I'll kill ya.

You and the child.

- I'm not a child,
you son of a bitch.

- How long you think this little
standoff's gonna last? Hm?

Hell, I can just wait
until that fire burns out.

I'm in no hurry.

Damn it, woman,
just give me the money

and I'll leave you in peace.
I swear to God.

A man of your character?

After what I've seen today,
I don't think so.

You calling me a liar?

I am.

You're coarser, but you are
so much like my father.

You're so much like him.

- Ah shit, I ain't got time
for this.

[groans]

[groaning]

Thank you for saving us.

It's my pleasure, ma'am.

[breathing heavily]

Do me a favor?

Anything.

- One-legged man ain't
no good for Hades.

You gotta put me
in the grave whole.

You gotta bury me with my leg.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

Why?

- We ate it this morning.
You ate most of it.

I want to thank you
for helping us through this

and bringing us more meat
than we've ever had before.

You and these men

will surely see us
through the winter,

and into the spring.

Thank you, Mr. Calhoun.

Thank you.

You...

you, you...

[slits throat]

[agonal breathing]

[choking on blood]

[silently] Thank you, God.

[door opens]

[birds chirping]

[distant chopping]

- Can we go back into town
sometime soon, Momma?

- We've had this
discussion, Hester.

- I know you think there are
bad people there,

but not everybody's bad.

Not Mr. Clausen
at the general store.

He was a nice man.

He used to give me those
red and white peppermint sticks.

We're not going to town.

You'll understand
when you're older.

I'm old enough.

- We won't have
this discussion again.

[strains]

Now, put Mr. Calhoun's head
away from the rest.

- [strains]
- He deserves our respect.

[uplifting music playing]

[chopping]

- ♪ Shall we gather
At the river? ♪

♪ Where bright angel feet
Have trod ♪

♪ With its crystal tide
Forever ♪

♪ Flowing by the throne
Of God ♪

♪ Yes, we'll gather
At the river ♪

♪ The beautiful
Beautiful river ♪

♪ We'll gather with the saints
At the river ♪

♪ That flows by the throne
Of God ♪

["In The Pines" [Traditional]
by Odds playing]

♪ In the pines

♪ Where the sun never shines

♪ And I shiver

♪ When the cold wind blows

♪ Little girl

♪ What have I done

[door closes]

♪ That makes you treat me so

- [Pandora strains]
- [sickening crack of bone]

- Ah!
- ♪ In the pines

♪ In the pines

♪ Where the sun never shines

♪ And I shiver

♪ When the cold wind blows

[♪♪♪]

♪ If I minded

♪ What my grandma did say

♪ Then where
Would I be tonight ♪

[window shatters]

♪ In the pines

- ♪ In the pines
- [Calhoun groans]

[slits throat]

♪ Where the sun

♪ Never shines

♪ And I shiver

♪ When the cold wind blows

Help!

♪ In the pines

♪ Where the sun
Don't ever shine ♪

[groaning]

[gunshot]

♪ And I shiver when ♪

♪ The cold wind blows

♪ In the pines

[gun fired]

[♪♪♪]

[ending music theme playing]

[music fades out]