Original subtitles

BAT MASTERSON (VO): THERE'S A REASON

THEY CALLED IT THE WILD WEST.

WE HAVE ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT ON THIS TRAIL.

LAKOTA, BANDITS.

Y'ALL WANNA FIGHT SO BAD, FIGHT THEM.

- WONG: NO! - BANDIT: STAY BACK!

MARTIN: THE BLACK HILLS BANDITS,

THE TERROR OF WAGON TRAINS.

COLLINS: SPREAD OUT. FIND THE OTHER ONE.

RUSS: NOBODY'S GOT THE STOMACH FOR ANOTHER FIGHT.

NOT FIGHT.

HIDE.

[TRAIN WHISTLES]

BAT VO: I WAS JUST A YOUNG MAN

WHEN I FIRST HEADED WEST.

IN THE YEARS THAT FOLLOWED,

I BECAME A COWBOY,

A GUNSLINGER, AND EVEN SERVED AS SHERIFF

OF DODGE CITY,

ONE OF THE MOST LAWLESS TOWNS IN THE COUNTRY.

MY NAME IS BAT MASTERSON.

NOW I'M A REPORTER.

AND I'VE COME WEST AGAIN TO CHRONICLE

THE WORLD THAT I KNOW BEST.

THESE ARE THE INCREDIBLE TRUE TALES OF THE WILD WEST.

[THUNDERSTORM]

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ENCHANTING, ISN'T IT?

CONGRESSMAN MARTIN, I PRESUME?

WELCOME TO SOUTH DAKOTA.

IS THIS YOUR FIRST VISIT TO THE WING TSUE BAZAAR?

I'VE HEARD PLENTY OVER THE YEARS.

THE CROWN JEWEL OF DEADWOOD'S CHINATOWN.

FIRST CHINESE BUSINESS IN THE CAMP.

GOING ON A QUARTER CENTURY NOW.

NOT EXACTLY BUSY.

AT MY REQUEST.

BETTER TO CONDUCT OUR INTERVIEW IN PRIVACY.

I WAS WONDERING ABOUT THE CLOAK AND DAGGER.

WHY EXACTLY DID YOU ASK ME HERE, CONGRESSMAN?

PLEASE.

HAVE A SEAT.

THE MAN WHO BUILT THIS PLACE,

WONG FEE LEE.

HE WAS TRAVELING BACK FROM A VISIT TO HONG KONG...

BUT WAS DENIED ENTRY.

HE'S BEEN OUT OF COUNTRY THESE PAST TWO MONTHS.

DIDN'T GET THE RIGHT PAPER STAMPED?

MR. WONG IS NOTHING IF NOT METICULOUS.

NO, I'M ASHAMED TO SAY IT'S AN ACT

OF CONGRESS KEEPING HIM THERE.

THE EXCLUSION ACT...

MARTIN: THE TEN-YEAR BAN ON ALL

CHINESE IMMIGRANTS.

IT SHOULDN'T APPLY TO WONG,

HE'S LIVED HERE SOME THIRTY YEARS.

I'VE DONE ALL I CAN TO INTERVENE, BUT-

IT HASN'T WORKED.

NOW YOU WANT TO GET THE STORY OUT.

THE PEOPLE OF DEADWOOD -- MY CONSTITUENTS --

WANT TO BRING HIM HOME.

THERE'S NO ONE HE HASN'T HELPED OR

GIVEN CREDIT WHEN THEY WERE IN NEED.

IF THE REST OF THE COUNTRY KNEW ABOUT HIS PLIGHT...

I WRITE ABOUT THE PAST, NOT THE PRESENT.

IF YOU CAN'T HELP HIM, I CERTAINLY CAN'T.

YOU WISH TO WRITE ABOUT A TRUE WESTERNER?

THAT'S MR. WONG.

YOU CAN'T TELL THE STORY OF DEADWOOD WITHOUT HIM.

ALL RIGHT.

FROM THE BEGINNING.

ONCE GOLD WAS STRUCK AND DISCOVERED IN '74...

MARTIN (V.O. CONT'D): ...PROSPECTORS CAME RUNNING

TO THE BLACK HILLS.

THEY CAME FROM ALL OVER AMERICA...

SOME CAME ACROSS AN OCEAN.

TELL YOU BOYS WHAT.

I'M GETTIN' SICK OF THIS CHINA SOUP.

GOOD SOUP, FULL BELLY.

WE DON'T EAT THIS HERE, WONG.

GOTTA LEARN TO COOK BEANS, BISCUITS, AMERICAN FOOD!

NEI SENG GO SAI LOU GAM.

WHAT'D YOU SAY TO ME?

[GUNSHOT]

DON'T TELL ME Y'ALL AREN'T HUNGRY.

MR. FLINT, HE WAS MOUTHIN' OFF AT ME.

WHAT EXACTLY DID HE SAY?

I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY.

BUT IT SOUNDED BAD.

WE HAVE ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT ON THIS TRAIL.

LAKOTA, BANDITS.

Y'ALL WANNA FIGHT SO BAD, FIGHT THEM.

AS LONG AS YOU'RE IN MY CONVOY, YOU ALL KEEP THE PEACE.

UNDERSTOOD?

CAN I AT LEAST GET SOME GRUB?

LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE FINISHED TO ME.

DUO XIE.

THANK YOU.

FLINT: SAME GOES FOR YOU, WONG.

KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN...

OR FEND FOR YOURSELF.

RUSS: I CAN'T WAIT TO GET THERE...

AND STAKE OUR CLAIM.

PAIR OF 'EM, CLOSE TO THE WATER.

ONCE WE STRIKE IT BIG, BUY A PLOT IN TOWN,

RIGHT ON MAIN STREET.

SILAS: BUILD THAT BIG DANCE HALL.

RUSS: YEAH... CLASSY JOINT.

WAIT'LL THEY HEAR ABOUT US IN ATCHINSON,

SHOOT.

THEY'LL SEE.

OWENS BOYS DONE MADE SOMETHING OF THEMSELVES.

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE CHUCKED THAT SOUP.

MAYBE WONG'LL MAKE YOU MORE, YOU ASK HIM NICE.

RUSS: HEY, WONG.

YOU KNOW THEY AIN'T GOT NO RAILROAD IN DEADWOOD.

NO WORK FOR YOU.

I FIND GOLD.

SAME AS YOU.

RUSS: THAT RIGHT?

DIG UP SOME AMERICAN GOLD,

SNEAK IT BACK TO CHINA?

WONG: NO.

I STAY HERE.

IN DEADWOOD.

RUSS: OH, YOU'RE GOING TO STAY?

THAT STONE SUPPOSED TO MEAN GOOD LUCK OR SOMETHING?

I HOPE IT WORKS.

YOU PLAN ON STAYIN'

YOU GOIN' NEED IT.

HEH, HEH, HEH, YOU GON' STAY.

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BAT: HOW MANY CHINESE CAME OVER IN THE GOLD RUSH?

MARTIN: THE FIRST YEAR, THE NUMBER WAS...

...CLOSE TO THREE HUNDRED.

THREE YEARS LATER?

TWENTY THOUSAND.

THEY DIDN'T GET A VERY WARM WELCOME HM?

MARTIN: AND NOW, WITH THE EXCLUSION ACT...

TURNS MY STOMACH, MR. MASTERSON.

CONGRESSMAN...

YOU EVER CONSIDER SAYING THAT ON THE FLOOR OF THE HOUSE?

I'M TRYING TO HELP ONE PERSON.

IN THIS JOB, I FIND THAT'S DIFFICULT ENOUGH.

HOW DID WONG FARE ONCE HE REACHED THE CAMP?

MARTIN: HIS CONVOY DIDN'T GET HERE WITHOUT TROUBLE.

A GOLD STRIKE ATTRACTS ALL MANNER OF MEN...

SOME MORE DANGEROUS THAN OTHERS.

FLINT: OKAY, WONG.

THEY'RE CLEAN ENOUGH.

LET'S GET BACK.

POT VERY DIRTY.

I NEED MORE TIME.

I DO GOOD CLEAN.

DO BOWL. - SHH.

GO HIDE, IN THE TREES.

GO!

LOOKIN' TO TRADE?

AIN'T LOOKIN' FOR ANYTHING.

WHAT 'BOUT YOUR FRIEND?

ONE THAT SCAMPERED?

NOT INTERESTED IN PLAYING GAMES.

WALK AWAY.

[WHISTLES]

♪ [TENSE] ♪

WE KNOW YOU'RE HEADED TO DEADWOOD.

TAKE US TO YOUR CONVOY.

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TAKE US TO YOUR CONVOY.

YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT.

I AIN'T ASKIN'.

[TWIG SNAPS]

CHECK IT OUT...

[GROAN]

[GUNSHOTS]

[GROAN]

♪ ♪

I GUESS YOU CALL THAT BRAVE.

ME, I JUST CALL IT STUPID.

WHERE'S THE CONVOY?

YOU'LL... HAVE TO KILL ME...

OKAY.

♪ ♪

[GUNSHOT]

COLLINS: SPREAD OUT.

FIND THE OTHER ONE.

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PROSPECTOR 1: HOW MANY WERE THERE?

WONG: I- I- I-

FIVE.

WHICH IS IT, BOY, FIVE OR SIX?

WHY DIDN'T YOU FIGHT BACK?

I HAVE NO GUN!

YOU LET HIM DIE!

NOW YOU'VE PROBABLY LED 'EM RIGHT BACK TO US.

[SHOUTS]

PROSPECTOR 1: HEY, HEY! EASY!

EASY!

COME ON, WE NEED TO MAKE A PLAN

OR WE'LL NEVER GET OUTTA HERE!

[GRUNTS]

AND WE NEED A NEW CAPTAIN.

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I NOMINATE MY BROTHER.

SHOW OF HANDS.

OKAY, THEN.

WE, UH.

WE HEAD ON TO DEADWOOD LIKE WE PLANNED.

PROSPECTOR 2: YOU KNOW THE WAY?

FLINT'S GOT THEM MAPS IN HIS TRUNK.

THEY'LL GET US THERE.

AND IF THEM BANDITS SHOW THEIR FACES

THEY'LL PAY WITH THEIR LIVES.

- PROSPECTOR 2: THAT'S RIGHT. - YEAH.

- THAT'S RIGHT, THAT'S RIGHT.

THAT'S RIGHT.

MARTIN: THE BLACK HILLS BANDITS...

THE TERROR OF WAGON TRAINS.

WHO IS THE RINGLEADER?

MARTIN: JOEL COLLINS.

MAN LIKE THAT WOULD NEVER PICK UP A SHOVEL WHEN HE COULD

JUST PICK UP A GUN.

DELICIOUS.

HAL SHEK: FROM GUANGDONG PROVINCE.

BAT MASTERSON, ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE OUR HOSTESS,

HAL SHEK.

MR. WONG'S WIFE.

IT'S BEEN A TERRIBLY TRYING TIME FOR THE FAMILY.

HAL SHEK: I DO NOT KNOW THIS COUNTRY WITHOUT MY HUSBAND.

IF THEY SAY HE MUST GO BACK TO CHINA...

I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO.

MRS. WONG, I'M SURE YOUR HUSBAND'S A FINE MAN,

BUT, UH- - YOU MARRIED?

I AM.

IF YOUR WIFE WAS TAKEN FROM YOU,

KEPT FROM YOU FOR MONTHS...

WHAT WILL YOU DO TO GET HER BACK?

PLEASE, CONTINUE.

RUSS: CAN'T MAKE HEADS OR TAILS OF THESE.

SILAS: DON'T YOU FALL APART ON ME, RUSS.

RUSS: WH- WHEN THEM BANDITS COME BACK TO PICK US OFF, HUH,

WHAT DO I DO THEN?

WONG, YOU SPYING ON US?

C'MERE! - LEAVE ME ALONE!

IT'S YOUR FAULT WE'RE IN THIS MESS!

I OUGHTA WRING YOUR NECK!

WONG: WE ARE LOST, HUH!

TELL THEM, HMM.

YOU GET US ALL KILLED!

I'LL KILL YOU FIRST.

OH, WE DIE TOGETHER, YOU ARE NO GOOD!

[GUNFIRE]

RUSS: THEY'RE HERE, GET THE RIFLES!

GUN, GIVE ME GUN!

THERE'S MORE OF THEM COMING.

MASKED BANDIT 1: GIMME THAT! STAY BACK! GIMME THAT!

MASKED BANDIT 2: LEMME SEE THEM HANDS!

GET DOWN RIGHT NOW!

♪ ♪

LOOK WHAT I GOT HERE.

NO, NO!

STAY BACK!

♪ ♪

GET ON THE GROUND! GET DOWN!

YOU'RE A DEAD MAN.

[GUNSHOT]

♪ ♪

SILAS: DROP IT! DROP IT!

♪ ♪

GET YOURSELF SOME COVER!

BEHIND YOU!!

[GUNSHOT]

[GASPING]

BANDIT 3: COLLINS, WE BEEN SHOT!

WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!

COLLINS: MOVE OUT BOYS.

WE'LL BE BACK FOR THE REST OF THE LOOT.

♪ ♪

RUSS: SILAS!

HEY BROTHER, HEY, LOOK AT ME.

STAY WITH ME, BROTHER.

NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!

COME ON! COME ON, BROTHER!

NO, NO!

[SOBBING]

BAT: DID THE CONVOY STILL HAVE ANY HOPES

OF REACHING DEADWOOD?

NOT WHILE THEY WERE BEING HUNTED.

COLLINS AND HIS GANG OF BRIGANDS HAD TO BE DEALT WITH.

SEEMS EASIER TO JUST PACK UP AND GO HOME.

HAL SHEK: FEE COULD NOT GO BACK.

ONLY FORWARD.

BUT NOT ALONE.

♪ ♪

[SOBBING]

♪ ♪

WHAT DO YOU WANT, WONG?

♪ ♪

I MADE HIM DO IT.

LEAVE HOME.

HE USED TO FOLLOW ME, EVER SINCE WE WAS KIDS.

HOW DO I ANSWER FOR THAT?

OIL TUNG.

WHAT?

WONG: IN CHINA,

WHEN YOUR FAMILY DIE.

FOR THREE YEAR...

OIL TUNG.

GRIEF.

Y'ALL GRIEVE FOR THREE YEARS?

YOU WILL HONOR HIM.

BUT...

IT WILL TAKE TIME.

YEAH,

THAT'D BE NICE, WONG, BUT,

WE AIN'T GOT THAT KIND OF TIME.

YOU PEGGED ME RIGHT.

I CAN'T PROTECT THESE MEN.

I COULDN'T EVEN PROTECT MY OWN BROTHER.

IF WE STAY, THEY'LL COME BACK.

PICK US CLEAN, AND FINISH US OFF.

NOBODY'S GOT THE STOMACH FOR ANOTHER FIGHT.

WONG: NOT FIGHT.

HIDE.

♪ ♪

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

MAYBE THEY TURNED TAIL.

LET'S FIND OUT.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

COLLINS: WELL?

THEY LEAVE ANYTHING?

BANDIT 3: THEY LEFT PLENTY.

ONLY TOOK THE HORSES AND THE GUNS AND SKEDADDLED.

LEFT THE COOK, THOUGH.

COULDN'T STOMACH THE CHINAMAN'S COOKIN'.

WHATS'A MATTER, BOY?

FRIENDS LEAVE YOU ALONE IN THIS BIG, BAD PLACE?

GUESS THEY WEREN'T YOUR FRIENDS A'TALL.

SEE Y'ALL KILLED ONE OF MY MEN.

I'D SAY I'M OWED SOME RECOMPENSE.

WHAT YOU GOT FOR ME?

BANDIT 3: WASTIN' YOUR BREATH.

HE DON'T UNDERSTAND A WORD YOU'RE SAYING.

THAT'S A PERTY THING.

WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

YUNG HEI.

[COLLINS SCREAMS]

NOW!

[GUNFIRE]

♪ ♪

DROP IT.

[GUNSHOT]

I GOT HIM, SILAS.

I GOT HIM.

♪ ♪

PROSPECTOR 1: ALL RIGHT, NOW THIS IS A CLAIM FOR EVERY MAN.

BEST OF LUCK TO YOU, SIR.

THERE YOU ARE, YOU BOYS STAY SAFE NOW.

FOCUSED.

RUSS, UH, THERE'S ONE LEFT.

IT'S FOR SILAS.

WE ALL FELT THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE IT.

BEST OF LUCK, SON.

♪ ♪

HEY, WONG - I, UH,

I WANT YOU TO HAVE THIS.

WHY?

DON'T ASK WHY.

IT'S NOT POLITE WHEN SOMEBODY GIVES YOU A GIFT.

JUST SAY YES.

YOU MAKE SOMETHIN' OF THAT.

WAIT.

♪ ♪

WONG, I- I AIN'T GOT NO USE FOR THAT...

♪ ♪

FOR LUCK.

♪ ♪

THANK YOU.

♪ ♪

SEE YOU AROUND NEIGHBOR.

STILL OWE ME A BOWL OF SOUP.

♪ ♪

BAT: TWO CLAIMS IN DEADWOOD.

A PROSPECTOR'S DREAM.

YEAR LATER, GOLD WAS STRUCK.

WONG SOLD THE LAND,

USED THE MONEY TO BUILD HIS STORE.

HE BROUGHT ME HERE FROM CHINA.

WE HAVE EIGHT CHILDREN TOGETHER.

THEY'RE ALL AMERICANS, MR. MASTERSON.

WE ALL ARE.

THAT'S A FACT.

MARTIN: ASK ANY MAN OR WOMAN IN THIS TOWN.

WONG FEE LEE BELONGS IN DEADWOOD.

I HAVE A FEELING MY READERS WILL FEEL THE SAME.

♪ ♪

AND THEY DO LIKE TO WRITE LETTERS.

YOU WILL HELP US?

I'LL DO ALL THAT I CAN.

♪ ♪

BAT, V/O: WONG FEE LEE OWNED SEVERAL BUSINESSES

IN DEADWOOD'S CHINATOWN.

THE WING TSUE BAZAAR REMAINED OPEN INTO THE 1920S.

THREE GENERATIONS OF THE WONG FAMILY LIVED IN DEADWOOD

FOR NEARLY FIFTY YEARS.

♪ ♪

MRS. WONG...

I HAVE SOMEONE WHO'D LIKE TO SAY HELLO.

♪ ♪

[SOBBING]

♪ ♪

NGO HAI UK KEI.

♪ ♪

[BOTH CRY]