All language subtitles for Trail.of.Justice.2020.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264

(light music)

(wind whistling)
(thunder rumbling)

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(eagle cawing)

(dramatic music)
(wind whistling)

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(wind whistling)

(fire crackling)

- No need to worry, Marshal.

The scout will be back soon.

- Yeah, but it's not
him I'm worried about.

We should leave.

We need to be in Angel's Creek
by noon with those prisoners.

We can't afford to
miss that train.

- Come over and
grab some coffee.

We should eat
before we get goin'.

(light dramatic music)

(wind whistling)

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(rifle cocking)

(indistinct prisoner chatter)

- How about some beans, Marshal?

Starvin' over here.

- And a blanket, it's cold.

- [Lawman] Shut your mouth.

- [Otto] Give me one chance,

one chance and I'll
cut you like a pig.

(light dramatic music)
(wind whistling)

(suspenseful music)

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(wind whistling)

(gunshots banging)

- Get 'em!

(Otto grunts)
(fists thudding)

(gunshots banging)

(fists thudding)
(Lawman groaning)

(gunshots banging)

(Lawman groaning)
(body thumping)

(gunshots banging)

- Grab the keys!

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

(Otto laughing)

(gunshots banging)

(tense music)

(gunshot banging)
(Lawman groans)

(gunshot banging)
(Lawman groans)

(tense music continues)

(Otto laughing)

- [Otto] I told you,
Marshal, I told you.

- You won't get away
with this, Atticus.

They're gonna find out
you're still alive.

(Otto laughing)
(wind whistling)

(gunshot banging)

(horse snorting)
(light dramatic music)

(light dramatic music continues)

(light dramatic music continues)

(indistinct talking)

(light dramatic music continues)

(birds chirping)

(tense music)

- [Jeff] Hiya, hiya.

Giddy-up, hiya, hiya.

(horseback riders hollering)

(indistinct talking)

(horse neighing)

(tense music continues)

- Ha!

Come on, ha!

- Better just give up!

Hiya, hiya.

Hiya, hiya.

(indistinct conversation)

Come on, let's go.

You can run but you can't hide.

(horse snorting)

(tense music continues)

(Sydney snoring)

(gunshots banging)

(tense music continues)

(gunshots banging)
(Jeff groans)

- Syd!

It's me, you idiot!

- Jeff?

- Yeah!

They saw me, they're chasin' me!

- What are you
talkin' about, Jeff?

Who's chasin' you?
- The guys from

the card games,
they're chasin' me.

(tense music continues)

Where's Will?
- I don't know.

Probably went to go
water the horses.

(tense music continues)

(tense music continues)

(indistinct yelling)

(gunshots firing)
(tense music continues)

- Give me another
cylinder, hurry up!

- Hey, come out!

I promise we won't shoot!

- All right.

All right, where is it?

- [Jeff] Syd, we need more ammo.

- We're out.

- I'd hate to have my boys
keep slingin' lead your way,

but I will if you don't get
those greenbacks back to us.

You understand?

- (sighs) Give me the money.

Come on.
- Here.

Put some up under
your hat, split it up.

(suspenseful music)

All right, we're comin' out!

- Guns first!

(door creaking)

(suspenseful music continues)

(hand slapping)
(Sydney groans)

(water splashing)

- Good. Now, hand it over.

- Butch, I could've sworn
there was more than that.

- I'd have won a few more
rounds if these skunks

would have played by the rules.

- I reckon we won't find
out how much there was

until one of these
boys coughs it up.

(suspenseful music continues)

- Hey, bootlegger.

(gunshot banging)
(Wade groans)

- It's $20 and it
doesn't belong to you.

Where's your guns?

- Swimming.

(Wade groaning)

(horse snorting)

(horse neighing)

(light dramatic music)

(horse snorting)

(wolves howling)

(indistinct chatter)
(gang members laughing)

(prisoner wheezing)

(fist thudding)
- Hit him again, Clay!

Come on, hit him again.

Yellow-bellied cheat.

(fist thudding)

Deserves every bit of it.

Hey, Clay, he out yet?

- Nah, he ain't out yet.

That'd just be too kind
letting him sleep through

what's comin' next.

- What comes next?

- Otto, have you
ever peeled an apple?

- Yeah (chuckling).

(horse neighing)

- Someone's comin'!

- Whoa, whoa.
- Who was it?

- Who was that around there?
- Is that a bear?

(gang members talking
over each other)

- [Trace] Walk forward slowly.

Hands where we can see 'em.

(Otto laughing)

- It's a bunch of greenhorns.

- Don't look like much to me.

- How'd you find us?

- Well, we weren't
lookin' for you.

- [Trace] What were
you lookin' for?

- A place to spend the night.

Lost all of our
supplies in the river,

and heard the wolves,
and saw the fire,

and figured we didn't
have much of a choice.

So is it all right if
we spend the night here?

- What do you think, Clay?

- Well, I think we can
work somethin' out.

How much money you
boys got on you?

- This is all I got.

(Clay chuckling)

- Woo!

Well, boys.

Seems like they paid for
the night and then some.

(gang members laughing)

- Welcome to the party.
- Oh, go down there.

- Otto, get the whiskey.

- Huh, you got it, Clay.

(gang members talking
over each other)

- I'm tired of listenin'
to his lies anyway.

- Yeah, ooh!
- Here you go, buddy.

- See if you can take this, boy.

- Boys, here's to a good night.

(gang members talking
over each other)

- I've been lookin'
for a new hat.

- Yeah.

(gang members talking
over each other)

- Otto.
- Yeah.

- [Gang Member] That's
one heck of a gig.

- I'm Clay Hobbs.

To my right here,
we got Virgil, Gus,

Trace, and Otto Johnson.

- Howdy.

- And who's that over there?

- That is a dirty cheatin' rat
who thought there wouldn't be

any consequences
from crossin' me.

(fist thudding)
- [Gang Member] Come on.

- [Gang Members] Yeah.

- [Gang Member] Hit him again.

- Now, I was in the process
of straightenin' him out

when you boys rode up.

- [Gang Member] Yes, you did.

- Name's Drew and
I didn't cheat.

Dice is dice.

Yacks with sticky palms and
deep pockets tend to lose.

(bottle shattering)

(Clay chuckling)

(fist thudding)
(Drew groaning)

(gang members laughing)
- [Gang Member] Oh, yeah!

Hit 'em good!

- Seeing how hard I've been
hittin' you for the last hour,

I think you're the one who lost.

(ominous music)

- You call them punches?
(gang members hooting)

As far as I can tell, the
only thing your girly fingers

have done is make
me wanna show you

what real pain feels like.
(pistol clicking)

(suspenseful music)

(Drew deeply breathing)

(suspenseful music continues)

- [Gang Member] Time
to take him out.

- Nah, you're lucky.

- [Otto] Oh, he's in
a good mood, fellas.

- We have guests tonight.

But tomorrow, you and
I are gonna find out

just how many bullets
it takes to kill a man.

What do you say, boys?

- I don't think he
makes it past six, Clay.

(gang members talking
over each other)

- It only takes one!

- I think I can stretch
it all the way to 20.

(pistol thudding)
- [Gang Member] Whoa!

- [Gang Member 2] Yeah.
(Gang member cheering)

- [Otto] Let's go
drink some whiskey.

- [Gang Member]
Yeah, I'll take some.

- [Otto] I got some bourbon.

(bugs chirping)

(light dramatic music)

(gang members snoring)

- Will, what are you doing?

Do you realize what
they'll do to us?

Will, he's not worth it.

- Everyone's worth it, Jeff.

(Jeff sighing)

- Fine, fine, I'll do this.

You go see if you
can wake up Syd

without getting anybody else up.

Now, get out of here.

(gang members snoring)

(suspenseful music)

(Sydney shushes)

(suspenseful music continues)

(snoring continues)

(suspenseful music continues)

(bottle clinking)

- Hey!

Hey!

(gunshots banging)
(Sydney groans)

Those boys are gettin' away!

- [Trace] Hey, what's goin' on?

- If you boys ain't on
saddles in five seconds-

- All right, all right.
(gunshot banging)

(gang members talking
over each other)

(dramatic music)

- Hiya, hiya, hiya!
(horse hooves clomping)

Hiya, come on!

(horse hooves clomping)

(gang members hollering)

(dramatic music continues)

(horse neighing)
- [Otto] Ho, ho, ho, ho.

- [Clay] That way, go!

- Syd, which way?

- [Clay] Hurry up!

(horse hooves clomping)
(indistinct yelling)

- Come on, let's go.

(dramatic music)

(horse snorting)
- Whoa, whoa.

- Look for tracks.

Which way they'd go?

- Ha, come on, ha.

(horse neighing)
(indistinct yelling)

- [Clay] Go, go.

Go, boys!

- Syd, you all right?

Come on.

Ya, uh.

(native speaking
foreign language)

- You intrude on sacred ground.

Return to where you came from.

- We can't.

There's a large group
of men right behind us

and they're gonna
kill us if we go back.

- It remains the
same, you must leave.

Off your horses.

You stay here until I return.

(light dramatic music)

- [Otto] Whoa, whoa.

- Why are you boys, stoppin'?

They're gettin' away!

- Are you kiddin' me, Clay?

Look what you're standin' under!

(suspenseful music)

(horse neighing)
- What?

You're afraid of a
couple of dead corpses?

(gunshots banging)

You're fixin' to be the same
if you don't burn those horses.

- Clay, the Blackfeet
will never forgive

an offense like this.

- I don't care what
those Indians think.

Now, ride!

(horse neighing)

(gang members hollering)

- Which way they go?

(gang member groans)

- Indians!

(gunshots banging)

Come on, fall back!

Fall back!

(light dramatic music)

(bugs chirping)

- Dad gum it, Clay.

Ugh.

Frederick, Donovan, dead.

Got two of us killed.

(Clay groans)

- This ain't over!

- It is and you know it.

- I saw him, the marshal scout.

- The ghost that got away.

(eerie music)

Make sure he gets back to camp.

I got somethin' I gotta do.
(tongue clicking)

- They have fled.

You must leave now.

- You fought 'em and won?

Who are you?

- I am Kitchi of the Blackfeet.

A half-a-day's ride
that way is a town.

Leave now.

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(birds chirping)

- You know, I had never
met a real Indian before.

Pa always said they were
bloodthirsty savages,

who you should-
(Jeff scoffs)

- Pa said most were
bloodthirsty, Will.

You better be glad
we met the ones

that didn't wanna
take our scalps.

- Yeah, I'd be more afraid
of the gang chasing us

then those Indians.

I don't even wanna know
what would've happened

if they caught up to us.

(tongue clicking)

- Hey, wait.

Where you goin'?

You can't go back there,
we barely escaped.

So you're goin' back to die?

- Get out of my way!

- [Sydney] How do
you expect to fight

that whole lot by yourself?

- Look, I don't know what
quarrel you had with 'em,

but we saved your life,

and you shouldn't
just throw that away.

- (chuckles) Yeah.

I guess I should be
grateful to you boys.

After all, I do owe you my life.

- So uh, what's your name?

- Name's Drew Wesley.

Drew Quickdraw Wesley, actually.

Fastest gun around.

(Sydney chuckling)

- Well, then explain how
you ended up tied to a tree,

Mr. Quickdraw.

- [Will] Yeah, how did
you get yourself mixed up

with that gang anyhow?

- They're not just any gang.

Those boys you met
down there are known as

the "Denson Gang", the
most ruthless cutthroats

in the territory.

Been tailin' their outfit
for quite some time now.

Don't rightly know what
they're lookin' for,

but they sure do
move around a lot.

It's good money attached
to their heads, too.

Got a couple of 'em where
I wanted 'em when well,

got the drop on me
in a game of dice,

took my gun, and me
tied me to that tree.

- (scoffs) Quite the
arrest on your part.

- Well, if they're really
as dangerous as you say,

that's all the more reason
for us to keep movin'.

How about you head into
town with us and after that

you can go your separate way.

- You might wanna clean
that blood off your face

before we cross
paths with any women.

- Right.

Ladies actually love a man
with some battle scars.

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(dog barking)

(door creaking)

(playful music)

(indistinct chatter)

- This ain't much.

- [Barmaid] How you doing, guys?

- Oh, I don't know.

Uh, it's got its sights.

- Yeah, I don't think you're
gonna be around long enough

to see 'em, Syd.

Remember, we're only here to
get supplies, then we're out.

- Come on, Jeff.

After the last few days, can't
we have some time to relax?

- We can relax when we
get to the coast, Will.

- Wait, so you boys are
headed that far West?

- Yeah.

- Well, I can't fault you.

Quite a sight to behold.

- You've seen the ocean, Drew?

- Well, I figured after
I earned the bounty

from the Denson Gang, I'd
make my way West as well.

As luck would have it I ran-

- Got beaten blue
and tied to a tree.

(Sydney scoffs)

- Look, you boys need someone
who knows the territory.

And if you're headed that way,

I may be interested in
taggin' along myself.

- Look, Drew, we
hardly even know you.

The last thing we need is
some bloody-faced gunslinger

tailin' us all the
way to the coast.

- Oh, I don't know, I don't
think it'll be all that bad.

It wouldn't hurt to have a
traveling companion with us.

I mean what?

We've been held up three
times in the past week alone.

- (sighs) Fine, if it gets us
movin' faster, I don't care.

Look, me and Will will go
down and find some supplies.

Syd, you see about
findin' us some firepower.

And please, don't
cause any trouble.

(indistinct talking)

(cork popping)
- Don't worry, Drew,

Jeff's actually friendly.

He is a friendly guy.

(glasses clinking)

Once you get to know him.

(indistinct talking)

(playful music)

(light music)

(Sydney chuckling)

I think they see a
corpse walkin' around.

- They wouldn't be too wrong.

I feel like death himself.

- Well, sir, you sure
do look like him, too.

- Very funny.
(Sydney laughing)

- You know, with your
face lookin' like that

and your clothes all torn,
wouldn't be surprised.

- Yeah.

Doesn't help that we smell
of whatever brimstone

that bartender gave
us back there, too.

(Sydney chuckling)

- You know, maybe we should
be lookin' for a scythe

for you instead.

- Yeah, beware, Overlook-
- [Laura] Bye, Mr. Strake.

- For death walks among you.
- Oh!

- Ugh!

- Hey, hey, wait
a minute, hold on!

- Sir, I don't want any trouble.

Well, what is it?

- If my, if my mother
taught me anything,

it was how to apologize.

So I was wonderin' if you'd
grant me that courtesy.

Look, what I'm tryin'
to say is I'm sorry

for runnin' into you,
especially lookin' like this.

- And I'm sorry for
pushing you in the street,

even if you do look
rather hideous.

- Mother also taught me to
introduce myself to anybody

who's kind enough to meet me.

I'm Drew Wesley.

- Nice to meet you, Drew Wesley.

I'm Laura Gradenson.

- I don't mean to be rude,
but I'm afraid I'll sully

that hand if I touch
it in my current state.

- Well, if you're looking
to get cleaned up,

there's a wash near the livery
about three buildings down.

- That'd be lovely, but I'm
afraid I'm in need of a guide.

See, me and my friend there-

(Sydney yawning)

We just rolled into this town.

Would it be too forward if
I ask you to show me around?

- Well, I was headed in
that direction anyhow,

but wouldn't your friend
like to join us as well?

- Let me go ask him.

(indistinct talking)

- I need you to keep walkin'
as if you're not interested in

her company and find me later.

- Drew, we're supposed to-
(Drew shushing)

Supposed to be
lookin' for supplies.

- I'm sure I'll find
somethin' with her.

Now get!

- As memory serves, the
washhouse should be next to

the Presley General Store
near the Marshal's livery.

- It'll be a mighty
welcome sight.

I'll have my wits back
once I get all this dust

washed off me.

(Laura chuckling)

- There's quite a bit more
than just dust to wash off.

How did you find yourself in
Overlook looking so broken?

- Fighting for my life in a
den of bandits and cutthroats.

- [Townsfolk] Ahead
of schedule, baby!

- How on earth did
you end up there?

- I may not look like
it, but I make my livin'

bringin' men like
them to justice.

Actually, I've been on
the hunt for their outfit

for quite some time now.

There I was, outside
their hideout,

gun in hand and courage bold.

- There you are, Laura.
(curious music)

Now, Laura, what's a wild
flower like you doin'

with a tumbleweed like this?

- It's my business who I
choose to walk with, Jack.

- Laura, you don't
know the territory yet.

And I couldn't sleep well at
night knowin' you were walkin'

around with some thing
as feral as this.

- [Laura] His name
is Drew, Jack.

And I may be new
to the territory,

but I think I can handle myself.

- Regardless, we're here
to walk with you now.

Right, boys?

- I've already
got company, Jack.

Drew, let's go.

- Hey, you're not
goin' anywhere.

- I think she made
herself clear,

she's not goin'
anywhere with you.

(tense music)

(cigarette sizzling)

(Jack blowing)
(fist thudding)

- Jack, Jack!

- Drew!

- Get him!
- Jack!

Jack, stop!

All of you, stop this right now!

(all groaning)

Sheriff Toad!

Sheriff Toad!

- All right, you
have a good day, too.

- What you waitin' for?

Get in here and hit him!

Let's go, come on!

(all groaning)

- I got him. Come on.
(fist thudding)

(Sheriff Toad snoring)

- Sheriff Toad!

Sheriff, wake up!

- Miss Gradenson, what-

- Jack Fletcher and his
friends are fighting

two boys in the street!

- Are they armed?
- What?

I don't know!

Jack is accosting them!

You have to stop it!

- Now, Laura, Jack is
quite full of himself,

but he's not the kind to
take to fightin' a stranger.

- Sheriff, there are five people

killing each other right now.

Now, are you gonna stop this

or do I need to
go get my father?

- (coughs) Fine!

(indistinct talking)

(water sloshing)
(Sydney groaning)

- Get him back in there.

(Drew grunting)
(Jack grunting)

Keep him down.

Help me keep him down, come on.

(fist thudding)
(Jack groaning)

- All right, boys,
that's enough.

(Jack grunting)
(Drew grunting)

You had your fun,
now break it up.

(Sheriff Toad gasps)
(body thumping)

Now I said that's enough!

(gunshot banging)

On your feet!

- [Townsfolk] Shots
fired, shot fired.

- Jail's that way, boys.

- Sheriff, we didn't take-
- Fletcher, I didn't ask you!

Now I said, "March!"

That way.

You three, come on, you, too.

Give it to me.

Don't even think about it, boy.

Yep.

Come on.

You know wakin' me up,
that's an annoyance.

Disturbin' the peace,
that's an infraction.

Assaultin' an officer,
now that's a crime.

I've got a nice
room for all of you.

Come on in here and make
yourselves comfortable.

Come wakin' me up like that.

- Yeah, I was just down
watering the horses

when I saw all happen
right down here.

Jack Fletcher got in a fight
with a bunch of strangers.

- Did you hear that?
- Yeah.

- You don't think that was Drew.

- In this town, Will?

Who else could it have been?

Here.

I'll only be a minute.

Take that to the livery.

(door slamming)

- Can I help you?

- Got some of my
friends in here,

just need to ask 'em
a question or two.

(Sheriff Toad sighs)

What'd you do?

- Took the wrong fight.

Saw Drew here about to
get knocked Galley West

by those three.

I didn't know why, but I
assumed it was for a good reason

and uh-
- It was.

- Da-da-da-da!

Shut up, you ninny.

(sighs) Anyways, turns out
they were fighting over a girl,

one that little Drew here
seemed quite struck by.

- [Jeff] Yeah and
where is she now?

- Blazes if I know.

- What are they in for?

- Disturbin' the peace
and assaultin' an
officer of the law.

- All right, how long?

- Tomorrow morning or until
somebody bails 'em out.

- Yeah (chuckles).

See you boys in the mornin'.

- You have a nice night.

You boys, get
yourself cleaned up.

People are gonna think I'm
locking up corpses or something.

(pot clanking)

(horses neighing)

(indistinct chatter)

- At this point Thomas,
Jesus enters the room...

- How can I help you boys?

- [Jeff] Yeah, my cousin
was in here earlier.

He said he bought
four pieces from you.

I was wonderin' if you
still had 'em around.

- Matter of fact, there is
this fine piece of equipment

and then these ones right here.

(fly buzzing)
(indistinct talking)

- [Jeff] All right, thank you.

- [Gunsmith] You're welcome.

- Now, well, we gotta find
a place to stay the night.

- [Reverend Mark] Maybe
I can help with that.

- [Jeff] And who are you?

- People around here
call me Reverend Mark.

- And uh, how do you plan
on helpin' us, reverend?

- Well, you two are free to
stay with me for the night

or for however long you need.

- Uh-
- Yeah, that sounds great.

I'd love to actually
get some sleep tonight.

Where do you stay?

- Well, follow me.

It's right on the edge of town.

- Great.

Another night with
a Gospel Sharp.

(gentle music)
(crickets chirping)

- [Reverend Mark] Truth be told-

- Thank you.

- I barely recognize
this town anymore.

It's so different from
the cluster of empty homes

that used to be
here when I arrived.

- How long ago was that?

- About two years, maybe less.

- [Will] How'd it
change so fast?

- Well, as I understand it,
Overlook elected a Mayor

back when it was scarcely
more than a ghost town.

Mr. Gradenson is his name.

He shared what he
had at the village,

his time and his wealth.

- Did he build everything?

- No, but he pitched
in where he could.

And the church, the church
is thanks solely to him.

He personally paid for
every beam and nail.

- He sounds like
a pretty good man.

- Hmm, indeed.

So, how did two brothers
end up this far Northwest?

- Oh, it's uh, not just us.

Ridin' with our cousin Sydney

and one other named Drew Wesley.

That makes four.

- And uh, where are they now?

- Yeah, they're uh, spendin'
the night in the jail

for getting in a dumb fight.

- Yes.

I uh, I heard about that.

Must have been quite the scuffle
to get old Toad involved.

(Will chuckling)

Now, Simon, he doesn't
sell his wares cheap.

You boys must be pretty
well-off to afford one of those.

- Yeah, we better be.

Sold the whole farm.

- The whole farm.

You owned a farm?

At your age?
(Jeff clears throat)

I'm beggin' your pardon, but
that doesn't seem likely.

- Uh, well, it
wasn't really ours,

it was-
(Jeff clears throat)

It was left to us after
the, the pox took ma and pa.

- Will, don't ever talk
about ma and pa like that!

- Now, Jeff, the Lord
says in His word-

- Okay, Reverend, you
tell me what kind of a God

takes a boy's parents
out of his life?

What kind of a God does that?

- The same one who chose
mercy over vengeance.

And the same one who let
His only begotten Son die

on a cross, so
that we could live.

Now, it's not given
to us to know why,

but God is always faithful.

You boys ever heard
the story of Job?

- Yeah.

- You boys are blessed
to have each other.

But the Lord allowed
Satan to take absolutely

everything away from him.

In the end, even his
wife turned on him.

- Sorry for snappin'
at you there, Will.

I didn't mean to.

- Yeah, it's fine.

How the last couple of
days have been goin',

I'd be surprised if you didn't.

(somber music)

- Well, you two are
free to sprawl out

on the bed if you like.

I think some sleep
might do you both well.

- [Jeff] Thank you, Reverend.

(somber music continues)

(birds chirping)

(curious music)

(curious music continues)

- It's your lucky day, boys!

You're gettin' out early.

Come on out here,
let me get your guns.

- Pa, you gotta believe
me, I didn't do anything.

It, I, I didn't do anything!

- You should take some
thought to your pride, son,

and then your pa wouldn't
have to bail you out

of every pinch.

- This isn't over.

I swear I'm coming
for you yellows.

- Is there any particular reason

you haven't made
yourself scarce, Jack?

- Uh, uh, uh...

- If you're partial
to that cell,

I got no qualms lettin' you
stay here a while longer.

- Mayor.

- Are these the strangers you
were tellin' me about, Laura?

- Yes, daddy.

That's Drew Wesley.

He's the one who fought off Jack

and his friends when
they were harassing me.

- He's also the one that
assaulted me, Mayor.

- Sorry about that, Sheriff.

I hope you know
that punch was meant

for Jack's nose
and not your gut.

- Looks like you boys roughed
each other up pretty good.

Enough to get the
law's attention anyway.

How many licks would
you say you gave him?

- Enough to prove I don't
take kindly to arrogance.

(Atticus chuckling)

- Well said.

I would have whipped Jack myself

if I didn't have a
reputation to keep.

That boy's been a pain in
my side ever since Laura

moved to Overlook.

I think they spent enough
time in lockup, Toad.

Go ahead and open up the cell.

- Yes, sir.

I don't know why I
bother arrestin' anybody.

(keys jingling)

(cell door creaking)

- Now, can I trust you
boys to keep the peace?

- Yes, sir.

- Well, then let me officially
welcome you to Overlook.

- I'm Mayor Gradenson.

- Hi.

- You've already met
my daughter Laura

and you've already
crossed our Sheriff Toad.

(Sheriff Toad grumbles)

So what brings you
boys to Overlook?

- Well, sir, there's
actually four of us.

Two brothers by the name
of Jeff and Will Lawson

are here too.

We were attacked
last night by a gang

and led toward this town.

Now, we're just here supplyin'
for our westward journey.

- Attacked, huh?

Well, that makes sense.

That's a lot more damage
than Jack could have done.

- Yeah, would've saved some face

if I had somethin'
like that with me.

- Like this?

You know how to
handle a firearm?

- Yeah, I get by.

Why, are you any good?

(Sheriff Toad scoffs)

- You don't get to be
Mayor unless you can

back up your promises.

Again, welcome to Overlook
and it's also perfect timing.

We have our town's one-year
anniversary comin' up.

That's gonna be in
a couple of days.

- There'll be plenty
of food and drink,

a shooting competition,
and even a dance.

Won't you stay?

- Hmm, that, that
does sound nice.

Uh, I'll talk to Jeff and
Will, and see if they want to.

- Hey, you wouldn't happen to
know where they are, do you?

- I'll ask around.

In the meantime, you
boys need to wash up.

Uh, Toad, go ahead and
show 'em to the washhouse.

- Mayor?

Yes, sir.

- [Messenger] Letter
for Mayor Gradenson?

(ominous music)

- Father, is
everything all right?

- Yes.

Yes.

Uh, I'm all right, Laura.

Let's go.

- All right, you
hellions, follow me.

(dogs barking)

(indistinct talking)

- Now, they would have
beaten you to a pulp

if I was not there.

- Sure.

- I took two of 'em, didn't I?

- More like the two
of 'em took you.

- Yeah, Syd, I agree, you
look even worse than Drew.

- Well, you boys ready to go?

- Uh, actually, Jeff, there's
a festival in two days.

It's like a big old shindig,

one we'd be sore to miss out on.

- Yeah, we won't wanna
miss out on this.

Listen, there's gonna be
girls, there's gonna be drinks,

food, dancing um, and girls.

- You know, Jeff, we ain't
ever been to a festival before.

You think we might be able
to stay a while longer?

- Okay, but the day
after, we're out, got it?

- Okay.

- Ooh.

(silverware clinking)

- Hey, Drew, I hear
there's gonna be

a shooting contest in town.

First prize is a
handcrafted Colt.

Think you'll enter?

- I would enter but
(scoffs) I don't have a gun.

- Oh, that's fine.

You can use one of the pistols
we got from the gunsmith.

- No way.

(pistol clicking)

- That's nice.

(indistinct talking)

(ominous music)

(knife scraping)

(horse hooves clomping)

(horse neighing)

(ominous music continues)

- I got your note.

Are you sure it was him?

- No doubt.

But he wasn't alone.

With the Marshal gone,

that brave's the last one
that knows you're alive.

- The truth is always
written by those who win.

Those who survive.

We have the arrow.

You're gonna take that
arrow and use it to proclaim

the truth, our truth.

- I think I see
what you're askin'.

How much bloodshed you suppose?

- No deaths.

Overlook's proud.

A fire and the arrow,

that'll be more than
enough provocation.

- And once that's done and
the Blackfoot is blamed,

what then?

- It's just a means to an end.

The townsfolk will want revenge.

They'll take it from there.

Those are my orders.

- You know, I remember a
brave soldier running through

bayonets and gunfire
with no fear.

Who could rally men not
with words, but with action,

as savage as it was.

I rallied, Captain,
and I'll do it again.

But I wanna ask, what happened?

Why aren't we goin' after
this brave ourselves?

- I'm just tryin' to do right.

God uses people all the time.

- Yeah.

But you ain't God.

- Get it done, Trace.

(ominous music continues)

(stick thudding)
(fire crackling)

(horse neighing)
- [Townsfolk] Hey, John.

(door creaking)
- What the...

Where you goin', boy?

Hey, turn that a little bit.

Get in line with the road.

Get some change in here.

Ma'am.

(light music)

(metal clinking)

Ma'am.
(horse neighing)

(soft music)

(soft music continues)

- What you doin' up here, Will?

- Just takin' in the view.

(soft music continues)

You ever wonder if all
this amounts to nothing?

I feel like ever since we
left the farm and what family

we had left, we're just,
just chasin' our own tails.

- What do you mean?

- I mean maybe it's time we do
more than just bet on a turn

and hope for the best.

Maybe, maybe God is telling
us that we're worth more

than just our next hand.

- Maybe so, little brother,

but God ain't talkin'
to me anymore.

- He is, Jeff.

You just ain't listening.

You know, Pa always said you'd
never be able to focus on

what's happening around
you until you just

sat still and listened.

- Pa also said he'd always
be there for us, Will,

and look at where we are now.

(Jeff sighing)

Listen, even after
everything that happened,

when Syd came to live with
us, and Ma and Pa got sick,

you and I (sighs)...

Look, even after
everything happened,

you and I still made it through.

You're the only one I
have left now, Will.

I made a promise to Ma and
Pa that I'd keep you safe.

I have, and I don't plan
on quitting now, Will.

- You know, Jeff,
sometimes I think

you're the one
that needs saving.

- Maybe so, little brother,

but I don't see that
happening anytime soon.

- [Townsfolk] Woo-hoo!

All right. All right!

- Well, probably should
find Syd and Drew.

Sounds like the
festival's starting.

(townsfolk laughing)

- [Townsfolk] That's right.

Woo!

Yee-haw!

(upbeat music)
(indistinct talking)

- [Sheriff Toad] Give me a kiss.

(indistinct talking)
- [Townsfolk] Woo!

Yee-haw!

- Have fun.

(upbeat music continues)
(indistinct talking)

- [Townsfolk] Home
cooking is always better.

- Hello, beautiful.

Do you wanna dance?

(hand slapping)
Oh.

(townspeople laughing)
(indistinct talking)

- Laura. Wait a minute.

Look, come on, Laura.

Laura!

Wait, wait, Laura, Laura!

- Jack.
- Come on, Laura,

it's just one dance.

- Jack, I don't want your
hands anywhere on my person.

- Laura, when are you
gonna stop treatin' me

like I'm some starved wolf?

- [Laura] Jack, I'd much
rather spend my night

with a wolf than with you.

- Now, I know you
don't mean that.

- I think it's about
time you get goin', Jack.

- I think it's about time you
get your hand off my wrist

or do you want a
repeat of last time?

- Jack, the reason I
won't dance with you,

it's because I already
promised a dance to Drew.

Now, you're a gentleman enough
to honor that, aren't you?

- [Sheriff Toad] You
knock it off over there.

Now, we're havin' fun tonight.

You, what's goin' on?

- I can scarcely even
call him a gentleman.

I couldn't stand
another second with him.

- I'm glad you're okay.

Please, forgive me but I gotta-

- Wait, won't you stay?

He'll circle back like a
vulture if you're not here.

- Laura, I want to but-

- Now, what kinda
attitude is this?

You, sir, are not the Drew
Wesley I met the other morning.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- It means, up until now,

you never struck me as
one who lacks chivalry.

Not even when Jack
beat you bloody.

- What?

I tanned his hide
and I'd do it again.

- That's it.

That's Drew Wesley.

Now, before you run
off into the night,

would you do me the
honor of a dance?

- Uh, thing is, I'd
love to, but I don't-

- Do you not know how to dance?

- I don't, I don't,
I don't dance.

- Come with me.

If you can walk and breathe,
I can teach you to dance.

(light music)

- [Sheriff Toad] All
right, here it comes.

(indistinct talking)

I keep running outta whiskey.

Y'all quit drinking my whiskey!

(light music continues)

(Sheriff Toad chuckling)

- Hey, Drew!

I didn't know you broke
a leg in that fight.

- Hey, he didn't
mean it, you're fine.

- [Townsfolk] This is
the best-lookin' dance

from civilization
I've seen in a while.

(Sheriff Toad grumbling)

(townspeople laughing)

(light music continues)

(drums beating)
(townspeople laughing)

(horse hooves clomping)

- There we were,
came over the hill,

and there was an Indian
sitting there, waiting for us,

and he said to us,

"You must leave for
this is sacred ground."

(townspeople laughing)

(horses neighing)

(townspeople screaming)

- Indians!

(gunshots banging)

Over the boards!

(townspeople screaming)
(indistinct yelling)

- [Sheriff Toad] Go, go!

Mayor, get down!

Go, go, go!

(gunshots banging)

(torch roaring)

(gunshots banging)

Get them, you fools!

Shoot!

- Are you okay?
- Uh huh.

- Listen, I want you to run
around back, stay out of sight.

(townspeople screaming)
(gunshots banging)

I gotta go help.

- [Sheriff Toad]
Let's move, everybody!

Everybody, get inside!
(gunshots banging)

(horses neighing)

(woman crying)

(gunshots banging)

- Will!

(arrow whooshing)
(woman screaming)

Will!

(arrow thudding)

(Will panting)

(somber music)
Will.

(Will coughing)
Will.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Will, look at me, look at me.

(Will choking)

- I, I can't breathe, Jeff.

(Jeff sobbing)

- Will, you can't die.

I need you.
- It's all right, Jeff.

It's all right.
- You can't leave me, Will.

(Jeff sobbing)

Will.

(sobbing continues)

Will, I love you.

- I love you, too.

(door creaking)

(Jeff sobbing)

- I love you.

(sobbing continues)

I love you, Will.

Will.

(dramatic music)

(sobbing continues)

Will!

No!

(thunder rumbling)

- Believe in God,
believe also in me.

In my Father's house
are many rooms.

If it were not so, I
would have told you.

I go to prepare a place for you.

And if I go and prepare
a place for you,

I will come again and
receive thee unto myself.

Where I am, there
you may be also.

(thunder rumbling)
(somber music continues)

Our Father, who art in
heaven, hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy
will be done on Earth

as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who
trespass against us.

(Sydney sighing)

(somber music continues)

(somber music continues)

(thunder booming)

(somber music continues)

(somber music continues)

(somber music continues)

(thunder rumbling)

- Jeff.

He's not here, Jeff.

He's moved on.

(somber music continues)

- If you ever make it to be a
man in this world, breaks you.

- We all have scars, Jeff,
but what makes a man is not

the depth of those scars, it's
the choices that he makes.

- I've made mine, Reverend.

- Jeff!

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Vengeance is the Lord's.

- I don't think He'll
mind if I borrow it

just this once, Reverend.

(ominous music)

- Huh, I didn't know you knew
how to shoot a bow like that.

- No, just somethin' I
picked up along the way.

Not much of a challenge, though.

Heck, I'd have to
be dang near blind

to miss from that close.

- Clay!

Are you out of your mind?

What on earth were you thinking?

We had strict instructions.

No deaths!

(fist thudding)
(Clay groans)

You don't know what you've done!

- I know exactly what I've done!

(ominous music)

- [Trace] Atticus,
he wasn't thinkin'.

I told him...

(gunshots banging)

(skin sizzling)
(Clay groaning)

- Give me one good
reason, why I shouldn't.

(Clay groaning)

- That's not who
you are anymore.

- How would you know?

- [Trace] I've seen the
Mayor and I know the Captain.

Do what you will and I'll know.

(Clay gasping)

(Clay coughing)

- I got what I
needed from you boys.

I want you out of the
territory by sundown tomorrow.

- We did what you asked, though!

(gunshot banging)
Ow!

- Don't mistake my
courtesy for kindness.

Sundown, tomorrow.

(ominous music)

(Clay groaning)

(light eerie music)
- Have you seen Jeff?

I don't know where he at.

Jeff?

(light eerie music continues)

Jeff, I-

- You know what this is, Sydney?

- This looks like one
of Kitchi's arrows.

And I don't understand,
why would he...

Jeff, we can't go back there.

He said he'll kill
us if we go back!

- Sydney!

Will's dead!

It's his blood on that arrow!

I don't care anymore.

I can't stand by
after what's happened.

- All right, listen.

I'll go back with you.

But listen to me.

Not for what you want, but
for what I know Will wanted.

For his brother to live on.

- Fine.

Do what you want.

(light dramatic music)

(light dramatic music continues)

(light dramatic music continues)

(gunshots banging)

- [Reverend Mark Voiceover]
When you're ready,

you can find me at the chapel.

- [Atticus Voiceover]
Maybe I should.

Maybe I should.

(gunshots banging)

- You won't get away
with this, Atticus.

They're gonna find out
you're still alive.

(gunshot banging)

(light dramatic music)

(water splashing)
(eerie music)

(door creaks open)

(dogs barking)
(crickets chirping)

(barking continues)
(chirping continues)

- It won't work, you know.
(eerie music)

Why, why do you keep
acting like someone else

every time I see you.

The old you, the real
you, keeps comin' out.

- I think you need to leave.

- Don't hold yourself
like I'm to blame.

We both know that ain't true.

You made a choice 10 years ago

and we're still running from it.

This life you live, this
lie you tell yourself,

(sighs) it's gonna
crumble down like glass.

Not from an army or militiamen,

but a lone brave
who saw too much.

- Anderson, I gave you final
orders this mornin' and-

- I'll leave, but I don't
think it'll change a thing,

because you and judgment
have something in common.

You don't tend to miss.

(eerie music continues)

(wind whistling)

(light flute music)

(light flute music continues)

(sticks cracking)

(Jeff deeply breathing)

- You were not to
return to this place.

Leave now.

(fist thudding)
(Jeff grunts)

(wind whistling)
(ominous music)

(Jeff deeply breathing)

- Uh, Jeff, Jeff!

Jeff, stop it.

Look around you.

(suspenseful music)

- (scoffs) You bloody savages!

You killed Will!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill every last one of you!

- Jeff, stop it.

It's not worth all this.

Just calm down.

(Jeff panting)

Put it down.

- Sydney, the arrow.

(suspenseful music)

- [Jeff] Okay.

- This is your arrow, Kitchi.

And that means you're
comin' with us.

- Sydney.

- It's the way it's
gonna be, okay?

(light dramatic music)

(Jeff scoffs)

(Kitchi speaking
foreign language)

- [Sydney] Let's go, Drew.

(wind whistling)

(whistling continues)

(light eerie music)

- Bless me, Father,
for I have sinned.

Back on the farm in Virginia,

my brother and I just
wanted to live in peace.

And then the army of
Northern Virginia showed up.

And when my brother
and I refused to join,

they set fire to our farm.

And when my brother tried to
stop 'em, they shot him down.

That got me to
join the Yank army.

Legally killin'
Rebs suited me fine.

They deserved what I gave 'em.

All except the old man.

He was different.

His eyes were different.

He didn't beg for life.

He just looked up
at me and said-

- Son, you ain't
never gonna find peace

at the end of that barrel.

- No, just a dead old man.

(gunshot banging)

I killed 'em all, but that
old man, he just won't die.

I believe on your word,
Father, a life for a life.

I always aimed to do
right and settle down.

Now, I got Laura
to take care of.

But no matter how
much good I do,

the sins of the past
keep catchin' up to me.

That old man is wrong.

The only way back to peace

is to take one last ride

with the devil.

(light dramatic music)

(horses neighing)

(light dramatic music continues)

(door creaking)

- Sheriff, here's the
man you're lookin' for.

He led the attack on town,
killed Jeff's brother.

- What makes you think it's him?

- This is the arrow
that killed Will

and it's the same as
the ones on his back.

- Well, I had to ask.

Well, congratulations, boys,

you've done this
town a great service.

Good job.

- What are you
doing with him now?

- Uh, we'll put him in the jail.

Get us a judge down here
and have us a trial.

- A trial?

For what we know he already did?

Why don't you just shoot
him and be done with it?

- 'Cause that's not
the way we do things.

Why don't you take your friend
here and go get a drink,

cool your head, huh?

Why don't you come with me?

In case I need
another set of hands.

(wind whistling)

(light eerie music)

(dramatic music)

- What the-
- You are both being misled.

- What do you mean?

- I did not kill the
boy that rode with you,

nor did I burn your town.

- I don't believe you,
I think you're lyin'.

- Why would I kill
someone I'd saved?

- Why would you wait to tell us?

- Why didn't you tell the boy?

- The boy is lost in anger.

Nothin' I could ever say
would change his mind.

- Let's say you're not lyin',
which I, I highly doubt.

Who were those Indians who
attacked the town last night?

- They were not Blackfeet
nor any other tribe,

they were white men.

(Drew scoffs)

The Denson Gang.

- What?
- Huh, Denson Gang.

What would that cutthroat band

have anythin' to do with this?

I don't, I don't
rightly see the point.

- I don't know the reason.

They follow the man
that leads them.

The dead cry out against him
and only I can hear them.

And he hunts me for it?

- [Sheriff Toad] Who?
- [Drew] Who?

- Atticus.

- Ugh.

Filthy savage, walk.

- Sheriff, I was just
startin' to believe him.

- I know.

(dramatic music)

Hey, Mayor.

Caught the Indian responsible
for all that ruckus

the other night.

(intense dramatic music)

- [Atticus] What
did he tell you?

- What?

- I was wondering if he
said anything of interest.

- Just a bunch of lies,
tried to get us on his side,

nothin' believable.

- I'll take it from here, Toad.

- I'm lazy, but
I'm not that lazy.

- I'll take it
from here, Sheriff.

- It's my job!

It's 40 feet, Mayor, I got this.

- [Atticus] I said,
"I'll take it from here."

- Wait a minute.

While strange, your story
has an awful lot of detail.

Mayor, you got somethin' to say?

- You picked the wrong
time to get smart, Toad.

(suspenseful music)
- Sheriff!

(gunshots banging)

(Drew groaning)
(body thumping)

- You didn't have to be fast.

(Drew groaning)
You just had to be right.

- Drew!

Drew.

Drew.
- Uh, Laura.

(Laura sobbing)

Laura, just go.
(Laura shushes)

- No, please.

- [Drew] I don't want
you seeing me like this.

- Please just stay awake.

(Laura sobbing)

You did this.

(sobbing continues)

- Laura, I didn't have a choice.

- You always have
a choice, Atticus.

(Laura crying)

- [Trace Voiceover]
This life you live.

- [Reverend Mark Voiceover]
Times like these,

everyone has to take
their share of the labor.

- [Atticus Voiceover] I'm
just tryin' to do right.

- [Reverend Mark
Voiceover] And the pain.

- [Laura Voiceover] Father,
is everything all right?

- [Trace Voiceover]
Lie you tell yourself.

- [Marshal Voiceover] You won't
get away with this, Atticus.

- [Atticus Voiceover]
Sins of the past,

keep catchin' up to me.

- [Trace Voiceover] Why
aren't we goin' after

this brave ourselves?

- [Reverend Voiceover] You
pretend you've taken too much.

- [Atticus Voiceover] The
townsfolk will want revenge.

- [Reverend Mark Voiceover]
You all right, Mayor?

- [Atticus Voiceover]
They'll take it from there.

- It's gonna crumble
down like glass.

- [Marshal Voiceover]
They're gonna find out

you're still alive.

- [Atticus Voiceover] The
only way back to peace...

The only way back to peace
is to take one last ride

with the devil.

(dramatic music)

- [Laura] Somebody get a doctor!

(dramatic music continues)

(horse snorting)

(horse neighing)

(floor creaking)

(crickets chirping)

(horse neighing)

(crickets chirping)

(horse neighing)

(somber music)

(light dramatic music)

(horse snorting)

- Trace.

(horse neighing)
(ominous music)

- Captain.

Good to see the real you again.

But I don't reckon
you're here to ride out

of the territory
with us, are you?

- No, I'm not.

We've been crossed,
boys, by savages.

Savages that consider themselves
untouchable, even from us.

- Like you care about any of us.

- You're right.

I don't care.

But I drew a line when I
first picked up this gun,

and those that cross
it or me find nothin'

but hot lead and cold dirt.

You want to get revenge
for that arm, son?

Well, I can help you get it.

But if you don't, you'll
regret it every day

for the rest of your life.

- Well, boys, what do you say

we show those bloody
Indians what the Densons

really think of 'em!

- Yeah!
(gang cheering)

I say we personally fill
some of those burial trees!

(gang cheering)

- Let's go, come on!

- [Gang Member] Let's
shoot those feathers

right off their scalps!

(gang cheering)

(horses neighing)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

(knife scraping)

(dramatic music continues)

(ominous music)

- Go scout it out!

(horse hooves clomping)

(ominous music continues)

(natives hollering)

(ominous music continues)

(horse neighing)

See anything?

(body thumping)

- Dismount!

(tense music)

(grass rustling)

(tense music continues)

- Someone up in there.

(tense music continues)

(leaves rustling)
- Uh, hey.

What, what's that?
- What was that?

(birds cawing)

- Just some bird, boys.

Just some birds.

(tense music continues)

(arrow whooshing)
(gang member groans)

- [Gang Members] Indians!
- [Trace] Take cover.

(indistinct yelling)
(gunshots banging)

(natives hollering)
(gunshots banging)

- [Atticus] Cover me!

- Keep firin', boys.

(gunshots banging)
(natives hollering)

- [Clay] There's one over
there, just to your right!

Over here!
- [Trace] Get down!

(gunshots banging)
- [Atticus] Cover me!

- [Trace] Take cover!

They're aiming down.

- Keep moving. Let's go.
(gunshots banging)

- Watch out, the tree!

(gunshots banging)

Right!

What?
(gunshots banging)

- Move up, Sarge, move up.

- Move!

- Let's go, Trace, move 'em up.

- [Clay] Let's go!

- They're movin' up!
(gunshots banging)

(indistinct talking)

(dramatic music)
(gunshots banging)

- [Clay] I gotta
find some cover.

(gunshots banging)

- [Otto] I'm out, I'm out.
- Got 'em.

Let's move up.
- What?

- Flank 'em. Come on!

Let's go.

(natives hollering)

- They're movin' up.

Make sure they're dead.

(gunshots banging)

- [Gang Member] Come on, get up!

- [Bill] Advance, advance.
- [Trace] Giddy up, boys.

Oh, it's very low.
(indistinct talking)

- [Sydney] Right side.

Aim high.
(gunshots banging)

(dramatic music)

(gunshots banging)

- [Clay] Cover me, then move up.

(gunshots banging)

(Clay groaning)

- Dadgummit, Clay.

Didn't sign up for this.
(gunshots banging)

Goodnight.

(Sydney panting)

(gunshots banging)
(dramatic music)

- Right flank.
- Look on the left.

(gunshots banging)

(native grunting)
- [Gang Member] I need ammo!

Gotta reload.
- Keep movin'.

Use your pistols.

Short-range.

(natives hollering)
(gunshots banging)

- Cover me.

This is no good, boys.

(dramatic music)

- Guys.

Guys.

Guys!

(natives hollering)

(suspenseful music)
(gang member groaning)

(gunshots banging)
- [Gang Member] On the right!

- [Trace] They're everywhere!

Watch your back,
man, watch your back.

- [Gang Member] Over there!

(gunshots banging)

- I'm hit!

I'm hit!

Oh, I'm hit.

- Kill 'em all!

(indistinct yelling)

- Comin' up behind you.

(suspenseful music)
(Trace groans)

(gunshots banging)

(indistinct talking)

(tense music)

(throwing ax whooshing)

(flesh squishing)

(gunshots banging)

(body thumping)

(tense music continues)

(Jeff panting)

(intense dramatic music)

(gunshot banging)

(Jeff panting)

(intense dramatic
music continues)

- Atticus!

Will's dead because of you!

(Atticus chuckling)

- You ain't never
gonna find peace

at the end of that barrel, son.

(suspenseful music)

(gunshot banging)
(Jeff yelling)

(somber music)

(ominous music)

(light dramatic music)

(light dramatic music continues)

(wind whistling)

(somber music)

(somber music continues)

- I'm thankful for the
memories I had with him.

They remind me that
everyone has a choice.

I was angry, I wanted revenge.

But instead I found forgiveness.

(gentle music)

- You take care now,
Quickdraw Wesley.

- [Drew] You be safe.

It's been fun.

- I will.

(gentle music continues)

- Well, see you later.

(gentle music continues)

(gentle music continues)

(music ends)