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BAT MASTERSON, V/O: THERE'S A REASON
THEY CALLED IT THE WILD WEST.
JOHN.
HEY LITTLE BROTHER.
I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET CHRIS EVANS.
EVANS: WE ROBBED A FEW TRAINS.
WE WANT YOU TO GANG UP.
JOHN: WE PULL THIS OFF, WE CAN DO WHATEVER WE WANT.
I KNOW WHAT'S ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS THING IF IT GOES WRONG.
GARD: I'M MARSHAL GARD,
YOU'RE IN A WORLD OF HURT, SON.
YOU AND YOUR BROTHER.
[GUNFIRE]
[TRAIN WHISTLE]
BAT, V/O: 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 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.
♪ ♪
BAT: "A PARDONED LIFER."
I THOUGHT YOUR NAME WAS SONTAG.
WELL, CONTANT WAS MY FATHER'S NAME.
I WAS JUST A LITTLE BOY WHEN HE DIED.
MOTHER REMARRIED A MATTHIAS SONTAG,
HE RAISED ME AND MY BROTHER.
BAT: HE DID A BANG-UP JOB.
HOW MANY YEARS DID YOU SPEND IN PRISON?
GEORGE: WELL.
ONCE YOU GO DOWN A WRONG PATH,
IT'S A SHORT STEP TO THE PRISON DOOR.
BAT: BUT NOW YOU'RE A REFORMED MAN.
SO, YOU'D HAVE US BELIEVE.
GEORGE: THE BOOK IS JUST THE START.
I HAVE A SPEAKING TOUR SCHEDULED ACROSS THE COUNTRY,
I WANT TO TALK ABOUT PRISON REHABILITATION--
TALK TO ME ABOUT THE SONTAG GANG.
YOU AND YOUR BROTHER JOHN ROBBED TRAINS.
YOU KILLED LAWMEN.
CHANGING YOUR NAME WON'T HIDE YOUR PAST.
I NEVER TRIED TO HIDE ANYTHING.
IT'S THERE IN THE BOOK, EVERY DETAIL.
OH, I KNOW WHAT YOUR GHOST WRITER PUT IN THE BOOK, GEORGE.
I'D LIKE TO HEAR THE TRUTH FROM THE SOURCE.
YOU'RE NOT THE FIRST SKEPTIC I'VE MET, MR. MASTERSON.
I WON'T BE THE LAST.
I WAS 17 WHEN I SAW MY FIRST PRISON CELL.
I STOLE.
BROKE MYSELF OUTTA JAIL, GOT CAUGHT.
YEARS LATER, I BECAME A FREE MAN.
THOUGHT I HAD SET ON THE STRAIGHT AND NARROW...
UNTIL MY BROTHER WROTE FROM CALIFORNIA.
♪ ♪
[SIZZLING]
[FOOTSTEPS]
JOHN.
HEY, LITTLE BROTHER.
COME OVER HERE. - TOO LONG.
JOHN: LET ME LOOK AT YA.
OH, IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU!
LET ME LOOK AT YA.
NOT TOO BAD, HUH?
UH, GEORGE - I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET CHRIS EVANS.
HIS FAMILY'S BEEN REAL GOOD TO ME.
HEARD A LOT ABOUT YOU, GEORGE.
HOW DO YOU DO?
WELL, COME IN, MY WIFE'S MAKING SUPPER.
I GOT AN APPETITE SO, LET'S GO, COME ON.
♪ ♪
GEORGE: THAT WAS MIGHTY GOOD EATING, MA'AM, THANK YOU.
MOLLY: GLAD YOU LIKED IT.
WE'VE SURE ENJOYED HAVING YOUR BROTHER BOARD HERE WITH US.
EVANS: MOLLY, WE GOT SOME BUSINESS.
I'LL LEAVE YOU FELLAS TO IT.
SAY, GEORGE.
YOU REMEMBER I USED TO BE
A BRAKEMAN FOR THE SOUTHERN PACIFIC?
GEORGE: YEAH, YOU WERE IN SOME BAD ACCIDENT.
IRON BAR RIPPED RIGHT THROUGH YOU.
ALMOST TORE OUT HIS LUNG; DIDN'T EXPECT HE'D MAKE IT.
YOU MEAN THEY HOPED I WOULDN'T MAKE IT.
WHEN I DID PULL THROUGH, YOU KNOW WHAT THAT RAILROAD TOLD ME?
THEY WOULDN'T HIRE BACK A CRIPPLE.
EVANS: SAME TREATMENT FOR RANCHERS.
THEY HIKE UP FREIGHT COSTS AS THEY PLEASE,
PUSH FAMILIES OFF THEIR LAND.
THERE'S NO BIGGER THIEF IN THESE PARTS THAN THE RAILROAD.
YEAH.
YEAH I HEAR ALL THAT.
BUT WHAT CAN YOU DO ABOUT IT?
STICK 'EM UP.
♪ ♪
WE'VE ROBBED A FEW TRAINS.
WE'RE LOOKIN AT A BIGGER SCORE.
GEORGE...
WE WANT YOU TO GANG UP.
JOHN, CAN I TALK TO YOU ALONE?
YOU'RE SITTING AT MY TABLE, GEORGE.
I DON'T KNOW YOU.
NOW, I'VE HAD MY OWN TROUBLE WITH THE LAW BEFORE, OK?
THIS IS THE LAST THING I NEED.
JOHN: THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU NEED.
WHAT PROSPECTS HAVE YOU GOT BACK IN MINNESOTA?
WE'RE GONNA ROB THIEVES, GEORGE.
CAN'T HARDLY CALL THAT A CRIME.
♪ ♪
ALRIGHT, ME 'N' GEORGE WILL BOARD HERE
AT COLLIS STATION.
ONCE WE'RE ABOARD, WE'RE GONNA STOP THE TRAIN
TWO MILES DOWN THE TRACK.
THEN WE'RE GONNA TAKE THE ENGINEER DOWN TO
THE EXPRESS CAR, MAKE HIM OPEN IT.
THEN JOHN WILL BE WAITING NEARBY WITH A WAGON.
HOW MUCH MONEY'S IN THAT EXPRESS CAR?
EVANS: TEN, FIFTEEN THOUSAND, EASY.
♪ ♪
I KNOW WHAT'S ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS THING IF IT GOES WRONG.
MAYBE YOU DON'T HAVE THE STOMACH.
HEY, HEY.
WHAT'S EATING YOU?
JOHN, I'VE BEEN TO JAIL.
ALRIGHT?
YOU TWO GOT NO IDEA WHAT IT'S LIKE.
NO ONE'S GOING TO JAIL.
JUST FOLLOW CHRIS'S LEAD.
HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING.
I THOUGHT YOU ASKED ME TO COME BECAUSE YOU WANTED ME HERE.
I DO WANT YOU HERE.
WE PULL THIS OFF, WE CAN DO WHATEVER WE WANT.
HUH?
[TRAIN WHISTLES]
[PEOPLE SCREAM IN DISTANCE]
[CLATTERING, SCREAMING]
[POUND ON DOOR]
WHO'S THERE?
ENGINEER: IT'S THE ENGINEER.
YOU'D BETTER OPEN UP.
WHY'RE WE STOPPED?
ENGINEER: DO AS YOU'RE TOLD, ROBERTS.
ALRIGHT, LISTEN HERE.
ANY YELLA-BELLIED HICKS WHO GOT EYES ON THIS MONEY,
YA'LL GOT TEN SECONDS TO HOP OFF THIS TRAIN,
OR, I'M COMIN' THROUGH GUNS BLAZING.
[DOOR EXPLODES OPEN]
EVANS: GET OVER THERE.
GET THE CASH.
MOVE!
♪ ♪
GEORGE: GOT IT!
EVANS: HURRY UP!
♪ ♪
GEORGE: FIFTEEN THOUSAND, MY HIDE.
DON'T LOOK MORE'N FIVE HERE TO ME.
YOU GONNA MOUTH OFF OR ARE YOU GONNA COUNT?
♪ ♪
WELL CONGRATULATIONS, EVANS.
THIS ONE'S GOT DOBE DOLLARS.
DON'T GO SPEND YOUR MEXICAN PESOS ALL AT ONCE.
YOU GOT MY BROTHER ALL TANGLED UP FOR WHAT -- FOR ALL THIS?
EVANS: YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH ME, GEORGE?
LET'S SETTLE IT - RIGHT NOW.
JOHN: HEY, HEY!
- MOLLY: CHRIS. - MOLLY.
♪ ♪
THE LAW'S AT THE DOOR.
♪ ♪
NOT YOU.
HE'S ASKING FOR GEORGE.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
WILSON: GEORGE SONTAG?
IT'S CONTANT, ACTUALLY.
MY DADDY'S NAME.
MARSHAL VERNON WILSON.
MIND IF I ASK --
WHEN'D YOU GET TO VISALIA?
WEEK AGO, SOCIAL VISIT.
DIDN'T THINK I HAD TO CHECK IN WITH Y'ALL FIRST.
NO, THIS IS A FREE COUNTRY.
BUT I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, GEORGE,
WOULD YOU MIND COMING TO TOWN, HAVING A CHAT FOR A WHILE?
♪ ♪
SURE, MARSHAL.
BE HAPPY TO.
♪ ♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
IT WAS THE LAST TIME I SAW MY BROTHER ALIVE.
BAT: WHY'D THE MARSHAL ONLY WANT YOU?
MY LITTLE JAILBREAK BACK IN MINNESOTA?
SEEMS IT CAUGHT THE EYE OF THE PINKERTONS.
THEY'D BEEN TRACKING MY EVERY MOVE.
AFTER THE TRAIN STICKUP, THEY WIRED MARSHALS IN FRESNO.
CAME TO CHECK IN ON ME.
POOR CHOICES HAVE A WAY OF STICKING TO A MAN.
TOO LONG, SOME SAY.
AFTER THE DEBT'S BEEN PAID.
HOW LONG DID IT TAKE YOU TO SELL OUT YOUR BROTHER?
I KNOW YOU DON'T THINK MUCH OF ME, MR. MASTERSON.
BUT PLEASE.
THINK A LITTLE MORE THAN THAT.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
GEORGE.
LIKE YOU TO MEET DETECTIVE SMITH.
HE'S WITH THE SOUTHERN PACIFIC RAILROAD.
SMITH: HOW LONG YOU BEEN
WORKING WITH YOUR BROTHER, GEORGE?
GEORGE: FEW WEEKS.
HE WROTE ME, SAID THERE WAS WORK FOR US AT THE EVANS PLACE.
WILSON: NO WORK FOR YOU IN MINNESOTA?
SMITH: NAH, GOTTA BE TOUGH GOING THERE, MARSHAL.
SOMEONE WITH HIS BACKGROUND.
IF THERE'S SOMETHING YOU WANNA ASK ME,
JUST GO ON AND ASK, HUH?
WE HAD OURSELVES A LITTLE TRAIN ROBBERY THE OTHER NIGHT.
I DON'T KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THAT.
I AIN'T LEFT THE RANCH SINCE I GOT HERE.
WILSON: EVANS CAN CORROBORATE THAT?
GEORGE: SURE HE WILL.
IT'S THE TRUTH.
HEY, HEY Y'ALL CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME IN HERE!
WILSON: YOU NEED TO SIT TIGHT, GEORGE.
BUT I AIN'T DONE NOTHING WRONG!
WILSON: WELL, THEN YOU GOT NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT.
HEY!
♪ ♪
JOHN: C'MON, GEORGE...
WHERE ARE YA?
♪ ♪
WILSON: GET THOSE HANDS UP!
♪ ♪
SMITH: YOU'RE COMING WITH US, JOHN.
WILSON: SMITH, DO THE HONORS.
WITH PLEASURE.
♪ ♪
PAYDAY COME EARLY, HUH?
WHERE'S MY BROTHER?
YOU'LL BE WITH HIM SOON ENOUGH.
IS HE ALIVE?
WHAT'VE YOU DONE WITH HIM?!
♪ ♪
EVANS...
DON'T.
[GUNSHOT]
[GUNFIRE]
JOHN!...
HOLD STILL!
[JOHN SCREAMS]
EVANS: WE GOTTA GET GOIN'.
WHAT ABOUT GEORGE?
WE CAN'T LEAVE WITHOUT HIM!
FORGET HIM!
THIS IS ABOUT STAYIN' ALIVE.
YOU WAIT, YOU'LL DIE!
YOU UNDERSTAND?
NOW GO GET THE HORSES.
♪ ♪
GO TO YOUR MOTHER'S.
I'LL COME FOR YA, I PROMISE.
♪ ♪
BAT: ROBBIN' TRAINS IS ONE THING BUT...
GUNNIN' DOWN A MARSHAL IN COLD BLOOD.
NO COMIN' BACK FROM THAT.
GEORGE: JUST LIKE THAT,
MY BROTHER AND CHRIS EVANS WERE THE TWO MOST WANTED
MEN IN AMERICA.
SOMEONE EVEN WROTE A PLAY ABOUT THE PAIR OF 'EM,
MADE 'EM LOOK LIKE ROBIN HOOD AND LITTLE JOHN.
BAT: HEH,
NOTHING THIS COUNTRY LOVES MORE THAN GLAMOURISING
A CROOK, THE BIGGER THE BETTER.
GEORGE: WELL THE LAW'S ANOTHER MATTER.
THOSE MARSHALS LAUNCHED THE LARGEST MANHUNT
CALIFORNIA EVER SAW.
WHO WAS IN CHARGE?
MARSHAL GEORGE GARD.
NO ORDINARY TIN STAR, THAT ONE, NO SIR.
YOU PICK A MAN LIKE THAT WHEN YOU WANT RESULTS.
♪ ♪
GARD: GEORGE SONTAG.
IT'S CONTANT, I TOOK MY-
DADDY'S NAME, I KNOW.
I'M MARSHAL GARD.
YOU ALL LOOK ALIKE TO ME.
[CHUCKLING]
YOU'RE IN A WORLD OF HURT SON, YOU AND YOUR BROTHER.
YOU CAN HELP HIM OUT,
TELL US WHERE HE'S HEADED.
THERE AIN'T NO HELPIN' HIM.
HE'LL FOLLOW THAT CHRIS EVANS TO THE GATES OF HELL.
AND LEAVE YOU HERE TO ROT.
HUH, GUESS HE PICKED HIMSELF ANOTHER BROTHER.
THAT ALL?
TELL ME ABOUT MOLLY EVANS.
MOLLY? WHAT-
WHAT'S SHE GOT TO DO WITH IT?
WE KNOW SHE'S STAYING WITH FAMILY,
UP NEAR THE OLD STONE CORRAL.
THERE'S A LITTLE-USED TRAIL UP THERE, LEADS STRAIGHT TO IT.
WHAT'RE YOU TELLING ME FOR?
WELL, GEORGE,
I SUPPOSE MY QUESTION IS THIS:
HOW MUCH DOES CHRIS EVANS LOVE HIS WIFE?
♪ ♪
GARD: MOLLY EVANS IS JUST A FEW MILES DOWN THAT TRAIL.
HER HUSBAND WON'T STAY AWAY FOR LONG.
HE AND SONTAG WILL HAVE TO COME THROUGH HERE.
HOW ABOUT THAT CABIN?
WE CAN SET UP CAMP THERE.
PERFECT,
WE'LL KEEP WATCH IN SHIFTS.
YOU GOT A GOOD COVER HERE,
THEY'LL PASS RIGHT BY.
WE'LL BE WAITIN'.
YOU REALLY THINK THEY'LL CHANCE IT,
MOVING OUT IN THE OPEN LIKE THAT?
MEN WITH THEIR BACKS TO THE WALL,
THEY'LL CHANCE JUST ABOUT ANYTHING.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[HORSES APPROACHING]
♪ [TENSE] ♪
MARSHAL!
YOU BETTER HAVE COFFEE READY FOR ME, HIRAM.
I'VE GOT SOMETHING BETTER.
SONTAG AND EVANS ARE OUTSIDE.
♪ [TENSE] ♪
RISE AND SHINE, BOYS!
♪ ♪
JOHN: HOW MUCH FURTHER?
EVANS: FEW MORE MILES.
JOHN: WHOA.
EVANS: JOHNNY, WE CAN'T STOP HERE.
JOHN: I CAN'T GO NO FURTHER.
[GROANING]
EVANS: ONCE WE REACH THE HOUSE, I'LL HAVE MOLLY SEND FOR A DOC.
CHRIS...
YOU REMEMBER WHAT MY BROTHER SAID ABOUT JAIL?
HEY!
AIN'T NO ONE GOING TO JAIL--
IF IT COMES TO IT...
YOU GOT TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME.
[GUNSHOTS]
EVANS: MARSHALS!
[GUNFIRE]
WATCH YOUR BACK, THEY'LL TRY TO FLANK US!
♪ ♪
[GRUNTS]
EVANS: THERE'S TOO MANY OF EM!
JOHN: I AIN'T GOING TO PRISON.
PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY.
PLEASE!
GOODBYE, JOHNNY.
[GUNFIRE]
♪ ♪
GARD: GO AFTER EVANS, HE'S THE ONE WHO GOT WILSON!
RAPELJE: I GOT HIM, MARSHAL.
♪ ♪
DROP THE GUN!
♪ ♪
[GUNSHOT]
♪ ♪
EVANS: AH!!!
I CAN'T SEE!
[EVANS STRUGGLED BREATHS]
♪ ♪
JOHN: HAVE YOU...
HAVE YOU SEEN MY BROTHER?
YEAH, I SEEN HIM, JOHN.
YOU TELL GEORGE...
[GRUNTS]
YOU TELL HIM I'M SORRY.
I WILL.
BAT MASTERSON, V/O: TWO WEEKS AFTER THE GUNFIGHT AT
STONE CORRAL, JOHN SONTAG DIED OF HIS WOUNDS IN PRISON.
CHRIS EVANS LOST HIS RIGHT EYE, AND WAS JAILED IN FOLSOM PRISON
FOR SEVENTEEN YEARS.
GEORGE CONTANT SPENT FIFTEEN YEARS IN FOLSOM.
IN 1908, HIS SENTENCE WAS COMMUTED BY
THE GOVERNOR OF CALIFORNIA.
GEORGE: A MAN'S RELEASED FROM JAIL.
WHERE DOES HE GO?
HE AIN'T GOT NO MONEY, NO PROSPECTS.
CHANCES ARE HE JUST... ENDS UP BACK BEHIND BARS.
OR HE WRITES A BOOK.
TURN A PROFIT OFF HIS LIFE OF CRIME AND HIS BROTHER'S DEATH.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
I DO WANT THE BOOK TO MAKE MONEY.
IN FACT, I PRAY THAT IT DOES.
BUT NOT FOR THE REASON YOU THINK.
WELL TELL ME, GEORGE.
I'M ALL EARS.
I WANT TO MAKE MONEY
SO WHEN A YOUNG MAN TURNS UP AT MY DOOR,
JUST OUT OF JAIL,
DESPERATE FOR A SECOND CHANCE...
I CAN GIVE HIM ONE.
THAT'S THE CHANCE ME AND MY BROTHER SHOULD HAVE HAD.
♪ ♪
OKAY.
YOU'LL WRITE ABOUT THE BOOK?
I'LL WRITE ABOUT YOU.
AND WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO DO.
AND I'LL WISH YOU THE BEST OF LUCK.
♪ ♪
THANK YOU, MR. MASTERSON.
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