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(suspenseful music)

(feet stepping)

(suspenseful music)

(gun firing)

(triumphant music)

(eerie music)

- That sorrel outside, who does it belong to?

I said who owns that sorrel?

- That's my horse boy.

And that's my gun.

- [Torseth] You filth!

You dirty filth!

(smacking)

(suspenseful music)

- What's your name boy?

What's your name?

- Torseth.

- I don't place you.

Who was it?

Your father?

Your brother?

Well I'd like an answer boy.

- My father gun fighter!

Is that good enough?

My sister's dying from the same shotgun blast.

Jeremy, Texas, is that good enough?

You know who I am now?

- Son I was in Jeremy about two months ago.

I saw a homestead burning and I went to take a look.

There was nobody around so I didn't put my nose into it.

It was a dirty thing.

I had nothing to do with it.

- I found your footprints.

Your gun shells.

- I said I was there.

And my gun uses a common kind of shell.

- I'm gonna kill you.

And if I don't, I hired a bounty hunter that would.

$250 mister.

That's exactly what your life is worth.

How much did you get paid to do it?

- I suppose I outta see this through.

But I'm on my way north to the railhead.

And your towns a thousand miles away.

But you go back home and speak to a man named Ken Kay.

- The man who hired you to kill my father?

- He tried to.

But I turned him down when I heard

what he had in mind for him.

Now you follow me boy, I might have to kill you.

And that's a thing I have no desire to do.

- Aren't you gonna wait for your haircut?

(eerie music)

- Hey.

Hey!

- You're not giving me much choice.

- A way to die.

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

- You saw how it happened.

Tell it that way.

If his bounty hunter friend comes

tell him he'll have to earn that $250.

(laid-back music)

(laid-back music)

(wind blowing)

(clanking)

- It's going to be a bad storm.

(thundering)

It's going to be a bad storm!

- I heard ya.

(metal clanking)

(wind blowing)

Yes sir?

- Do you keep rooms?

- No sir.

There's a little village 12 miles to the north.

There's a hotel.

- I've come a long way over those mountains.

Could I spend the night in the smithy shop?

- Sure you're welcome to that.

- Will you sell me some feed for the horse?

- He looks hard traveled.

McConnell is the name.

Sean McConnell.

- McConnell?

- That's right.

- Tate.

- Irish?

- Scotch.

- Gee.

- Irish on my grandfather's side.

- I suppose you know it was the Irish

who introduced the bagpipes into Scotland.

(laughing)

Their national instrument.

- Yes sir.

To our nation disgrace.

- But I say with the Scotch, they had a Scotch

poet was Robert Burns, whom I greatly admire.

You know of him?

- Yes sir.

- You know his rhyming?

- Yes sir, some.

And I've had occasion to read yours.

The Nevada Scent, in a barber shop.

The dark hills lie green, and small

things unseen are close to god.

- Ah man, don't recite.

You've no ear for it.

You like my rhyming?

- Very much.

- Good, come in and have supper with us.

You're welcome.

This is my wife.

And this my youngest daughter.

- Mam.

- It's chicken and dumplings Mr. Tate.

Do you like them?

- Yes mam.

(thundering)

(adventure music)

(laughing)

- God bless me puny.

They make'um puny nowadays.

- Uh.

I'm prone to agree with you.

How old did you say you were?

- 62.

I've been wishing I was younger.

(mumbling) it's might not strength.

- You could've fooled me.

It pays with a back at that.

(laughing)

- Would you like to hear me recite my poetry?

- Yeah.

- Mr. Tate must be tired and it's time for bed.

- Bed.

Alright.

Goodnight.

- You better take this lantern.

- Right.

- I have a raincoat for you.

The rain's let up for a little while.

Now this land is so much like Sean.

Gentle,

rough, unpredictable.

- My wife liked the rain.

How old were you when you married him?

- 17.

I've loved him since I was a child.

By the time I'm 30 we will probably have eight children.

When he's gone, I'll have them to remember him by.

(soft music)

- Goodnight.

Thank you.

(soft music)

(thundering)

(suspenseful music)

- Now or later?

It makes no difference at all to me mister.

Turn around.

(thundering)

I won't say it again I'll just kill you.

(suspenseful music)

(whacking)

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- I didn't kill that girl.

- Mm.

I just work for the bounty mister.

- Well I got $400 in my pocket.

- Uh huh.

I took it.

(clicking)

That's a lovely thing.

(thundering)

Boy I do hate the rain.

I purely hate rain.

There's gonna be a lot of water in that river tonight.

You ever get stuck in quicksand?

- No.

- Oh dear.

I'd rather wrestle a bear than cross

that quicksand again rope or no.

(raining)

That's a handsome woman.

Is she married to the old man?

- [Tate] That's right.

- She must get restless.

(emotional music)

- The pond's the only crossing for a hundred miles.

It's either that or go around.

- Through blackwood country?

- That's right.

(raining)

- It might be worthwhile just to stay.

(raining)

- Get outta here.

And I mean now.

- You got a bad bark old man, do you bite too?

(suspenseful music)

(screaming)

- At ease!

(horse neighing)

(suspenseful music)

- Let's go.

(eerie music)

- He'll kill him.

If he can get him to the other side

of the river he'd kill him.

- Isn't there anything you can do?

- Ah it's not my fight.

(thundering)

(eerie music)

- Alright, I'm purely a pig sometimes.

The old man asked for it.

But I believe in heaven and hell Mr. Tate.

Did you know that girl in Jeremy's still alive?

- The boy told me.

- Well I get my bounty whether I bring you in pig or pork.

Did you know that?

- I knew it.

- I come a long way for $250.

You ever wonder why?

- There was a young girl dying, waiting for some

dirty buckshot to work its way to her heart.

I guess that's reason enough.

- No.

My wife died that way.

During the rebellion in Kansas.

It was meant for me.

- I told you I didn't do it mister.

Not to your wife and not to the girl.

(raining)

- We'll see.

She'll say so.

(eerie music)

(suspenseful music)

Where's that blessed road back?

- Gone.

That river must've been high last night.

Quicksand will shift in high water.

That's an ugly way to die Sandy.

- Well I tell you,

if that girl back in Jeremy isn't alive

when we get there, you say you wasn't

the one who done it to her, you're dead.

The only thing that's keeping you alive

right now is that you stopped me back there.

I was doing evil.

It says maybe you believe in heaven and hell too,

maybe you didn't shoot the girl.

So do you wanna lead off in a straight line where

the rope was so that we can find out?

Go on.

(suspenseful music)

(horse neighing)

(suspenseful music)

(splashing)

(gasping)

(gasping)

Oh god.

Oh god!

Chase!

Chase!

(suspenseful music)

(splashing)

(dramatic music)

(heavy breathing)

Why?

All you had to do is walk away.

- Give me my gun and a day's start.

You owe me that.

- No.

- The girl's gonna die Sandy.

- We'll go back to the weigh station.

(suspenseful music)

Now Mrs. McConnell I'm going into town to send a telegram.

I'm taking your husband with me.

I'll only be gone a few hours.

If he's loose when I come back,

or if he's got a gun, I'll shoot

your husband as quick as I'd shoot a dog.

- Sandy, I don't know what drives you.

Fear of god or fear of the devil.

But I swear by both, if you hurt that old man I'll kill you.

(suspenseful music)

I haven't seen a stage come by, why not?

- The river's holding up the northbound.

There's an undo from Jesseville.

- I see.

- I can't help you now Mr. Tate, you know that.

- Yes mam.

- If I did give you a gun, could you kill that man first?

- No mam I don't think so.

- I have to feed the baby.

- Sure.

(wind blowing)

- We'll leave in the morning.

- Did you send the telegram?

- Mm hm.

- Is the girl still alive?

- No.

She died.

Two days ago.

The sheriff told me to turn you loose

since she can't identify.

And I said I'd already killed ya.

(eerie music)

He told me to bring in your body

and he can give me the bounty.

(suspenseful music)

Now I have to know Mr. Tate,

did you kill the girl?

(eerie music)

I used to dream about my wife gunfighter.

Before I hunted down and killed the men that murdered her.

And then the men like the men that murdered her.

Men like you.

If you killed the girl in Jeremy

and I turn you loose,

I'm afraid I'm gonna dream again.

And they're bad dreams.

I read a book one time about the black ages.

They had something they called a trial ordeal.

We'll let god decide whether or not you killed that girl.

I'm gonna give you your trial.

The gun or the river?

You got your choice.

If the quicksand don't you,

or if I don't kill you, I guess that proves that

that you're innocent.

But if you go down, either way,

well then I guess that proves that you did it to her.

Now.

(suspenseful music)

- You don't give me much choice do you?

A shot in the back,

and one in the front.

- Now.

(suspenseful music)

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(suspenseful music)

(grunting)

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(soft music)

- Well I wanna thank you folks.

For the leg, for everything.

- Now son, I hate to see you go.

You're welcome to stay for as long as you please.

- Thank you.

But I gotta see a man in Jeremy, Texas.

I should have done it long ago.

- Now you're still puny.

(laughing)

(laughing)

(grunting and yelling)

(laughing)

(exciting music)

(adventure music)