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NARRATOR: Previously on Outsiders:

First off, we block access to the town.

I propose we fence off mountain trails we know the Farrells use.

We're also gonna post guards at places the Farrells raided.

I am Moregon, and we're the Kinnah.

We come from the Shadowside of this mountain.

So you have no men among you. How do you maintain your number, then?

When it's time for such things...

men are easy enough to come by.

[GRUNTING]

GUARD: Hey, Ron, got one for the infirmary here.

- I have cancer. WADE: It's my sister.

She was Breece's wife.

HAYLIE: Look at that. Looks like I was wrong about when Breece started here.

Your sister should be covered in a couple of days.

I don't know how I ever thought this could work.

- I don't ever wanna see you again. - What's this?

Goddamn pregnancy test. I told you to stop seeing him.

[GASPS]

- I killed my mother. MAN & WOMAN: Murderer.

If the Bren'in agrees, you, Foster Farrell VI, are banished.

The Bren'in will think on it and render a decision at a later time.

[ALL CHATTERING]

[CHATTERING STOPS]

The Big Foster we all know, there's little need to number his sins.

There's only one fate for that man.

MAN: That's right. Yep.

Banishment.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

But what of this new Big Foster?

The one who stood before all of us...

and openly admitted the most heinous of crimes:

The murder of his own mother.

[CROWD MURMURING]

This new Big Foster is not the same...

and with the world below plotting to crush us and take our home...

well, what sense does it make to send away...

our most dedicated warrior?

Respect to the wisdom of the elders.

But he stays among us. There will be no banishment.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

On my knees, Bren'in, I looked up at that man!

On my knees, over the black, empty eye of a gun barrel...

and said farewell to all I treasure.

My mountain, my memories, my family.

I support your decision, as clan law dictates I must.

But in my heart, never.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Bren'in.

Take the cylchorah to speak, Shurn.

All propers and all due...

but my loving boy would be here at my side, living and breathing...

if it weren't for that devil and his sick ambitions.

- Shurn, the cylchorah. - Whose child dies next because of him?

And when that child dies, the fault falls on your head, Bren'in.

Do not think that because you know me as healer...

you can talk to me for who I was.

My word will be respected.

[♪♪♪]

As one takes the cylchorah...

so the others fall silent.

That is custom.

There is no better way to destroy a clan...

than to turn against the Bren'in.

[♪♪♪]

♪ The dawn is up There's fire on the mountain ♪

♪ They'll have to answer for The crooked claim ♪

♪ The hollows, they'll surround them ♪

♪ And they'll go runnin' Back to the wretched realm they came ♪

♪ Nor will the dogs of hell refrain ♪

♪ And the land will suffer Those who came ♪♪

[PANTING]

We almost there?

Hey, Caleb was sniffling a little bit on his way upstairs.

You might wanna have the school nurse take a look at him. It's probably nothing.

Abby has play practice till 5:15.

If my meeting goes long, I might need you to pick her up. That work?

Wade?

Yeah. Whatever.

Okay. You're mad at me.

You think I'm being selfish.

Oh, it doesn't matter what I think.

Obviously.

[BIG FOSTER PANTING]

Cousin, hold up.

- What you want? - I wanna give my sorry.

The same as I'm gonna do for all the others I've wronged.

If that's your intent, you're gonna be occupied...

- for the next couple of years. - I was sick.

Robbed of reason.

But I'm better now.

And I'm ready to right my wrongs and serve my family.

Well, I'm ready to be a tall, handsome man with regular-size ears.

That ain't likely to happen neither.

A man can't change?

A man, yes. A monster?

No.

HASIL: There ain't gonna be no more jackanaping.

The Bren'in, she's counting on us to keep watch down below...

and we are gonna do it proper from this moment on.

ENOCH: Funny how you preaching down on us...

when you come back with a mouse under his eye.

BARNABIS: Caught hellfire for it. Ha-ha-ha.

This ain't the time for foolishness and for pranking.

Now maybe y'all need a reminder...

but the town's lawmen, they was just here...

right up into the heart of us without warning.

Now, it is our job to make sure that that does not happen again.

What are y'all looking at? You even listening to me?

Come here.

[MEN CHATTERING]

Here. You're here.

Looks that way.

[SALLY-ANN CHUCKLES]

- I'm glad you're happy to see me. - Yeah.

I was worried.

Thought you'd be mad at me.

No. I wasn't mad at you.

- No? - No.

I was worried more than anything.

Seeing how you told me we ain't got nothing in common...

I know what I said, Hasil.

The truth is...

that we got something in common.

[♪♪♪]

What's that?

I'm pregnant.

[♪♪♪]

You're not gonna say anything?

Wow.

I had a lot of time to think...

while we were walking up...

about how you'd react, and...

I guess I was hoping that maybe you'd...

be happy.

I'm just supposed to be happy?

I'm dealing with serious matters here.

I'm dealing with your people attacking...

- my family, dealing with Big Foster... - My people?

Who's back among us, and he's ticking away like a time bomb.

And my Bren'in, she's relying on me.

For the first time in my life, I am necessary here.

I am so sorry that this is an inconvenience for you.

The timing is just perfect for me.

Hey, hey, hey. I'm sorry. Look.

- I ain't gonna let you wander off again. - Let me?

Don't pretend to be concerned about me.

Because clearly, you only care about yourself and your dumb-ass family.

So, what, you just gonna go home then?

I can't.

Because James found out.

I can't go home.

Come here. Come here.

SALLY-ANN: You're being a real dick to me.

HASIL: I'm sorry. I'm just...

I'm a little overwhelmed right now, that's all.

Hey, look at me.

Hey.

[SALLY-ANN SNIFFLING]

It's gonna be all right.

I just gotta ponder on what we're gonna do.

- I was thinking I'd take care of it. - Of course, you're gonna take care of it.

It's your child.

No, Hasil. "Take care of it"...

as in "get rid of it."

No.

Hey.

That child's half a Farrell.

[♪♪♪]

And he's gonna be born half a Farrell.

That's what I hoped you'd say.

HASIL: Are you hungry?

Let's get you something to eat.

He's high on his horse, bossing down on us.

Saying we gotta be all serious now.

Skinny, little, eight-fingered tin pot.

You know, how about this?

How about we take us a little run in town, grab some cold beers?

Sounds better than walking that fool fence.

It does, but how we gonna get around that fence?

I know me a spot. We just do us a little digging and squeeze on under.

As long as you suck in that gut.

G'WIN: Thank you, Hezzy.

I will get this organized as soon as possible, I promise you.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Yes.

You called for me, Bren'in?

Yes. I wanted to thank you for speaking up the way you did.

I sorely needed to hear a friendly voice in that moment.

They don't understand, do they?

How difficult it is to lead.

They're children...

wailing like pups when a decree displeases them.

I'm encouraged to see that your power is undiminished by their yowling.

We're true leaders...

you and I.

Quartz rock in our blood and bones.

Trust me to defend you, should the need ever arise again.

[DOOR OPENS]

As a subject to your Bren'in...

shouldn't you think a knock to announce yourself...

would be the least to offer?

Oh, I surely agree.

Thing is, I sometimes forget that she's my Bren'in...

and look on her as my wife.

Thing about being an old married couple...

you get to be all informal.

You ever married, darling?

I've been accused of many crimes in my lifetime...

but keeping a man from his wife is not amongst them.

- I take my leave. Thank you, Bren'in. - Thank you.

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

That lady gives me the creeps.

Is trouble the only language your tongue knows?

- What do you want? - I gotta find my boy.

I've been back near a day and a half.

Tracker such as he is, he should've been right behind me.

- He will be back. - What about that fence you told me of?

What if he's caught on the other side, can't find passage around?

- Could be he's hurt. - Well, this is a breath of sweet air.

You, worried about your boy...

after throwing shame and abusing him his whole life.

- All right. I'm changed. - He don't know that.

Maybe he was on his way up, heard you come back living...

turned and left us for good. I wouldn't blame him.

I'm putting a party together. I'm setting off to find him, and that's that.

With your kind permission.

Which I do not grant.

I need you to help with a serious matter that concerns all the clans.

Hezzy Shay tells me that our smokehouse is dangerously low on meat.

The autumn hunt, it has to happen tomorrow.

- Three weeks till autumn. - I realize that.

Winter's coming. We can't be caught without provisions.

Now, you're our best hunter.

So I would like you to lead the clan in the hunt if you feel strong enough.

Yeah. I'm healed sufficient.

I'll start in making preparations.

DOCTOR: Look over to your right.

Yeah.

Look over to your left.

Good.

- What's your name? - Foster Farrell VIII. That's my name.

That's, you know... That's a lot of name, but you're a big man, so it suits you.

Who's the president of the United States?

I don't know that.

It's probably best that you don't know. It'll keep your blood pressure down.

It doesn't look like there's been any permanent damage.

Next time you wanna bang your head against something...

try using your pillow.

All right.

While you're here, I'm gonna give you some basic survival advice.

Keep your head down, and be very careful who you trust.

- And why should I trust you? - Ha, ha. That's very good. You learn fast.

Finally, now, this one is the most important thing. Okay?

Never forget your reason to keep on living.

It can be a person or a place. Just write it down, keep it close to you...

and look at it whenever you need.

I can't write.

No, but that's okay.

It's all right. I'll give you a pad and a paper. You can draw it.

Take this. I'll clear it with the guards.

Draw the thing that's going to keep you alive...

because, son, you're going to need it.

WADE: Hey, Jenny. Fill that up.

Ain't got coffee at headquarters, Wade?

- Battery acid is more like it. - Coffee's on me, Jenny.

That's okay, Henry. I got it.

Your money's no good here, sheriff.

Let me get in on the good side of the law.

Might kill my wife any day now.

Gonna need you to turn a blind eye.

Yeah. Well, thanks.

- How is Dorothy? - How are you?

Heard you took a hell of a tumble.

No. Not really.

Well, that cast there looks pretty serious.

It's just sprained. Thank you.

Ahem. Okay, Hank. Don't you go killing your wife. Okay?

She's the only one who gonna put up with you.

- Nice write-up in the Lexington Gazette. - What's that?

About you arresting that Farrell shit that murdered Breece Dobbs.

WADE: What the hell's this? I'm quoted in this article.

I never gave a damn quote.

"We're pleased to have solved a crime that has impacted not only Blackburg...

but my family and I on a profoundly personal level."

- Sounds like something you'd say. - It's horseshit.

I don't know what you want me to tell you.

Go retract it. It might raise eyebrows, but whatever.

There's a man in County right now. I helped put him in there.

That's weighing on me pretty heavy right now.

All right, Wade.

Wade. Stop, stop.

You're making this so complicated. It's super-simple.

You just have to believe it.

- We got the guy. - What are you talking about?

- We got the guy. Yes, yes. - No, no, no.

We got a guy. I wanna catch the person that killed my brother-in-law.

Call me a stickler for detail, I'd like it to be the person who actually killed him.

We got him. That's the guy. He's guilty.

Repeating a lie 100 times over does not make it the truth.

Any other sheriff would be thrilled to make an arrest like this.

- Get this buttoned up. - You're not listening.

So you listen to me. Hold on. You need to claim this, Wade.

All right? Claim it as your own.

You need to tell everybody 100 miles in every direction:

"Look what I did. I got him."

Because after your recent accident...

you wanna put all that talk in town to rest? You need a win.

You hear?

[♪♪♪]

Damn it.

[GRUNTING]

I just thought that since she's carrying a Farrell child, maybe she could stay.

When before has an outsider been allowed to live among us?

Never, as far as I know, but, I mean, we got the Kinnah here now.

The Kinnah are of this mountain.

The clans look at folks one way: Either you're kin or you're not.

And your girl ain't kin.

I'm sorry, Hasil, but right now, I can't allow her up here.

Maybe one day?

I make no promises.

I just... I don't know what to do.

Hasil, you can't keep looking at me to solve your problems.

Now, if you're man enough to create a life, you are man enough to make a decision.

Just remember, your family's up here.

[♪♪♪]

You gave me a lot of responsibility.

Wouldn't feel right walking away from it.

So you come to a decision then?

- I suppose I have. - She can stay here tonight.

I'll excuse you from the hunt.

But first thing tomorrow, you take her back down and you tell her your choice.

Don't get all worked up.

Don't go sounding no alarm.

We'll be in and out in jackrabbit time.

Just gonna grab some libations and be on our way.

Here's a little something from us to you.

With our thanks.

Come to papa, little darlings. It's been too long.

- You fellas really don't wanna be here. - Hey!

Put them down, nice and careful.

Then get the hell out.

Don't never come back, you Farrells.

Okay, okay. Okay, listen up, you all. Listen up.

Look, I hear what you're saying, and I understand your concerns.

Could something go wrong? Could somebody get hurt? Of course.

Anything can happen, but we can meet here every week...

and we can talk, and get angry, and print flyers up...

and nothing is gonna change.

We have to take action.

We have to take this to the next level, and the next level is public protest.

Anybody here who's uncomfortable with...

what we're gonna do tomorrow, you just get up and go.

No judgment.

All right?

We'll still consider you all a part of the group.

It's okay.

And we'll still consider you there in spirit.

Okay. We've got work to do.

I'm gonna talk through tomorrow so everybody understands...

exactly what's gonna happen. I don't want there to be any confusion.

Confusion will get us into trouble.

You know, we got tall concerns about...

how we're gonna manage the yields of years past...

when we're cut off from land on the other side of that fence.

How about you worry about the hunt when it's done...

and you limp out of the woods empty-handed. Same as last year.

- I never did. - Well, that must've been this one.

[CHUCKLES]

PHIL'UP: Company.

These are the weapons you surrendered to your Bren'in?

BIG FOSTER: Yeah, some of them.

She know they're once more in your hands?

Well, I hope so, because she put them there.

I'll not lie, I'm surprised.

Well, you can be surprised elsewhere.

- We got us a hunt to prepare for. MOREGON: You'll hunt with these?

Must be very poor huntsmen indeed.

Excuse me?

Why else would you require such an unfair advantage over your prey?

Look, lady, we got a near-empty smokehouse, and I aim to fill it up.

Now, we will be trapping...

using spears, bow and arrow, but guns, they get the job done...

quick and certain.

So you rely on the vicious weapon of the world below...

- instead of your hunting skills? BIG FOSTER: All right!

- You don't like guns. We... - I did not say that.

Guns have their place...

and their use.

But to kill a creature whose flesh will sustain...

from a cowardly distance? Where's the honor in that?

- And where is the honor in starving? - That meat will be tainted.

Then don't eat it.

The Kinnah will join your hunt.

I think you'll find we're excellent hunters.

Oh! Oh, oh. I'm sure you are.

Since you showed up here all skinny and pale, hat in hand.

Now, why don't you get out of the way and let us do the hunting?

Because you don't know the land where we find the best game.

We don't find it, sir.

We allow it to find us.

[♪♪♪]

EMELYE: Mother Mountain...

lead the most considerable of your creatures to us...

so that we may be sustained during the long winter to come.

And let tomorrow's hunt be remembered for years to come...

as one of the most bountiful in the history of all the clans.

[CHANTS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

And now we celebrate.

MAN 1: Yeah! MAN 2: All right!

[ALL CHEERING AND UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[MAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

SALLY-ANN: You can go if you want.

I ain't gonna leave you.

Plus, it's better this way.

Just the two of us.

Three of us.

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

I just want you to know that whatever happens...

You make me nervous when you say "whatever happens."

What do you mean?

Future, I guess.

[ALL WHOOPING AND CHEERING]

Not as much fun when you wear the crown, is it?

I've had my share of fun. More would only be more.

One dance...

with your rotten old husband?

Yeah?

Maybe at the celebration next autumn.

[CROWD CHANTING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[♪♪♪]

You sure you wanna leave now?

You can join the hunt. We got our whole lives ahead of us...

- so another day won't hurt. - It's best if we leave now.

Ain't no need for a bunch of long goodbyes.

You're nervous.

I can tell.

We should go.

Come on.

[♪♪♪]

[BOAR SQUEALING]

- Yeah! - Yeah!

Yeah!

[IMITATING ANIMAL CALL]

[ANIMAL CALLING IN DISTANCE]

[♪♪♪]

[GUN CLICKS]

[SIGHS]

Piece of crap.

[GOBBLING]

[WHISPERING] I'll get the big one. You get the little one.

PHIL'UP [WHISPERING]: Okay, I got it.

- One... - One.

- Two... - Two.

- Three. - Three.

[TURKEYS SQUAWKING AND GUNSHOTS]

Yeah.

[ELK GROANS THEN SQUEALING]

[ELK GRUNTING SOFTLY]

[SIGHING]

ALL [CHANTING]: Coal kills the Earth. Coal kills the sky.

Coal gets the money.

We get to die.

Coal kills the Earth.

I'm here for a job, you stupid bitches. I don't work, my family don't eat.

We get to die. Coal kills the Earth.

Coal kills the sky.

Coal gets the money. We get to die. Coal kills the Earth.

I help your sister, and this is the thanks I get.

- I understand. - She's got insurance because of me.

- This is how she shows her appreciation? - She doesn't know that.

- Let me talk to her. - I want them out of here now.

If you'll let me speak to them, I'll take care of it.

Coal kills the Earth.

Okay, folks! Listen. Private property.

It's a peaceful protest, Wade.

Yeah. Look, I understand that. You're welcome to protest.

Just do it over here, out by the side of the road...

or on the other side. That's fine.

- We're not leaving. - Coal kills the Earth.

- You're making me look pretty bad. - I don't care.

I care what they're doing to our community.

- Come on. - You're taking her side over ours?

- You should be ashamed of yourself. - She got you the insurance.

She's the one taking care of you. Come on. Let's go.

You think that makes it all square and right, huh? You killed my husband.

- Jesus Christ. Want me to arrest you? - You're killing our town. Yeah.

You wanna arrest me? Go ahead. You want me out of here?

Yeah. Go ahead. Yeah? You see this? Go ahead.

Yeah! That's right.

- Keep up the good work. - Ledda, come on.

[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

- God, you are such a dick. - Hey!

- You're such a... - Get in the car. I don't wanna hear you.

Can you stop that?

Jesus Christ. Can you stop filming, please?

Coal kills the Earth.

I'll have some deputies come down and take care of them. Okay?

LEDDA: I hope you're happy.

WADE: I hope you're happy. LEDDA: Yeah? Good job of that yourself.

You don't need my help.

WADE: I told you to shut up the whole way.

Yeah, well, you shut up.

Yeah!

Well, even cut off from the land below, I think we did fine work.

Last year's hunt was more plentiful, memory serve...

but if we're careful, cut our portions, should be able to make the winter fine.

- You think so? - Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Ooh-whee!

How you doing, Foster?

Year after year, you always capture the biggest prize.

Don't see why the rest of us even try.

Well, I've been at it longer than you, boy.

Take your purpose a little more serious.

Maybe next time, you can bring in something bigger than a chipmunk.

[ALL LAUGH]

My Bren'in pleased?

Well, I think you proved that you're our best hunter.

I did.

WOMAN: Oh, my goodness.

[CROWD MURMURING]

Maybe I spoke too soon.

Well, don't feel bad, Foster.

Next year, you take your purpose a little more serious...

you could be top hunter again.

[♪♪♪]

G'WIN: Fine work.

Let's get all this meat to Hezzy's smokehouse.

[♪♪♪]

[BANGING ON DOOR]

HEZZY: Help!

Let me out!

Somebody help me! Let me out!

MAN: No! Hezzy!

Hezzy!

BHRADAIN: Get back! Get back. PHIL'UP: Come on. Get back. Get back.

Where's Hezzy? Where's Hezzy?

- He's in there. - Croaked. Croaked, maybe, sad to say.

The smokehouse was his life. No way he'd leave if it fell to peril.

I think he got burned up, along with everything else inside.

- Everything? - Yeah. All gone to charcoal now.

- I wonder who had a hand in that. - You're like a beetle up my backside.

This is what comes for allowing the devil back in...

- and putting him in charge of the hunt. - If you got something to say, say it.

Kinnah women outhunted him. Made him look like a fool.

So he burned up all the game out of spite.

You watch your crooked tongue.

Perhaps the woman is right. I've heard stories of your past cruelties.

Hotheadedness can lead a man to do...

- destructive things. BIG FOSTER: You ain't one of us.

All right? You got no right speaking.

You got no right to destroy the bounty the Kinnah delivered to your Bren'in.

Okay. Okay, enough! III talk and accusations won't bring back our loss.

No. Our only concern should be replacing the meat lost in the flame...

- and finding poor Hezzy's remains. - I'm taking some men on a run.

We got less land to hunt. The land we got, we just hunted clean.

The run will fill up our larders quick and easy.

ENOCH: It won't work.

BIG FOSTER: What are you saying? - A run, it won't work.

Me and Barnabis, we went down to town to try and grab us some beer.

- You what? - We truly sorry, Bren'in.

We know we done wrong, and you'd be right to punish us...

but they got guards carrying fire at every store.

Ain't no way we could manage a run without blood being spilt.

Okay. There will be no runs.

- A second hunt is our only answer. MOREGON: Not to worry, Bren'in.

Kinnah can always find fresh meat.

Oh, yeah, right. Whatever the hell that means.

BHRADAIN: Nothing we can do now. Shurn, he's gone. Come on.

[SCRIBBLING]

[♪♪♪]

CROWD [CHANTING]: Coal gets the money.

Keep up the good work.

CROWD: Coal kills the Earth. Coal kills the sky.

WADE: Hey! LEDDA: You're such a dick.

WADE: Ledda, Jesus Christ.

Could you stop filming, please?

CROWD: Coal kills the Earth.

- I'm going up. I'll check on Caleb. - Mm-hm.

[LEDDA SIGHS]

I wanted to tell you about the protest beforehand...

but I knew that you would try and stop me.

I figured, if something went wrong, you'd be protected...

if you didn't know anything in advance.

- Put me in a pretty bad position. - Yeah, I know.

I already got half the town looking at me like I'm a fool.

I don't need you working to convince the other half.

Well, I'm sorry.

Just...

think about other people every once in a while.

Let's not fight, Wade.

I don't want there to be bad feelings.

We don't have time.

[TRAIN HORN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

[DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE]

What are you doing? Come on.

There's something that I got to, um... Ahem.

[HASIL SIGHS]

This, um...

This is gonna be tough.

I know.

But it'll get easier.

I promise.

[♪♪♪]

Okay.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Oh, hell. HASIL: Wait.

You lay one goddamn hand on me, I'll scream like a girl.

Butch, I need your help.

MIKE: You know, beggars can't be choosers...

but I spent the last year and a half out of work...

praying for a job, but this sucks.

Nothing to do but look at the trees all day long.

Man, tell me about it. I'm going out of my mind.

I ain't seen one damn Farrell. Just a bunch of birds and squirrels.

- And I hate it. LUKE: Well, hold up.

What the hell?

Is this for real?

MIKE: Um...

- Hold up right there. LUKE: Hey.

MIKE: I'm gonna have to stop you. LUKE: Excuse me, ladies.

[CHUCKLING]

Hello, I'm Mike. This is Luke.

You don't talk much, do you?

[LUKE MOANING]

LUKE: Yeah.

Damn.

[MOANING]

Harder.

Sexy.

Oh, hey, how you doing?

[YELLS]

Guess he's having fun.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

[GASPS AND YELLS]

[GRUNTING]

[♪♪♪]

Translated by: Will Motomura