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Uh, you.

Mary.

Mary, I need you to come quick.

You see, Purdy mama?

Aren't these Williams close yet?

Well, all right.

All right.

Quiet down.

Quiet down.

Quiet.

We've all gathered here to find solutions,

not to create chaos.

I know most of you have questions.

I do.

You're all scared.

And rightly so.

We've had a brutal act of violence instilled upon us

yet again.

Who are Mary's husband?

Most of you knew William.

He was an upstanding young man,

a hard worker, a big heart, calloused hands.

Hardy wasn't all there when you found

that his.

That's true.

So this is like how they found Fred HILLARD

and the Kensington Boy.

It's no secret that we have had a fox in the henhouse.

This individual has disrupted our way of life.

A peaceful way down.

We all came out here

from back east, most of us, to escape the war

and raise our families in solitude.

I don't think any of us expected the.

Horrors.

That we have faced in recent months.

None of us.

I've asked those

in surrounding areas for assistance

and they have responded

in kind.

How so, Mr.

Beck?

Who has come to help us?

I don't see any badges.

I see scared people.

I assure you, Miss Mabel, that there are a minimum of us

that are here to help,

and that we would do best to stay out of the way

and let them do their jobs as they see fit.

It's times like these that their professions matter

more greatly than our own.

I have been assured that this man,

this murderer, shall be dealt with.

And what of the deceased?

A burial would be the right thing to do.

Is there any volunteers?

Good.

Well, how about Sunday?

That's still the Lord's Day.

And good.

Mary?

Mary.

Do you have any objection to this?

A husband did not have much

meat, and I do not have much.

But I.

I'm willing to give every penny

that I have, as well as a plot of land that we moved here for.

If someone or persons

would be willing to give me an exchange, a pistol,

a rifle, a horse for travel

and provisions for the trail.

And what do you need these things for, Mary?

Surely there are enough.

Make sure

that we'd be glad to escort you back east

home to your mother and father, if that's what you wish.

I assume that's what you want those possessions for?

No, Mr.

Breck,

I aim to kill the man that took my husband from me.

We all know how devastated you feel, and we sympathize.

I'm not asking for your sympathy, Mr.

Breck.

Nor did I make any such request

to be escorted back home.

My money, my land.

Regardless of how you feel on the matter, I do not believe any one of you

is in a financial position to refuse such an offer.

This is insane. Mary.

Mary.

It's not ladylike.

Mr. Pratt.

When we agreed to come,

the lady is within us.

Stayed behind.

This is a land of harsh consequences

and abrupt action.

Mary.

Here is only doing what her got

telling her.

And none of you can say that

I feel any different.

All I can do is give a warning.

I fought in the Great War.

I know what it's like to take a man's life.

And that is a road.

Once travel, you can never return.

The blood does not wash from your hands.

And the memories never fade.

Take this to mind, Mary.

Revenge is a dangerous motive.

And if indeed you go trollop seeing into the wood after this man,

he will not be the only monster

you will find.

Mary?

Yes? How you holding up?

I am not sure, Miss Mabel.

May I please.

That was quite a show.

Was it a show?

I had quite thought it was honesty.

It certainly was.

It was me, Mr.

Burke, especially.

They're just not used to hearing it spoke so plain.

He. Matter of fact,

I don't think that he's heard a woman

speaking up

at all.

Oh, this was my husband's.

He made quite a living at this thing.

He used to hunt with it,

went off, fought a war with it

was his favorite possession.

Not sure how many men he killed, I said,

but it certainly has seen death.

Which is why

I'm giving it to you.

I don't have much use for it.

I was never good with my wife.

Even if a situation might arise,

my intention to use it was called for.

I don't think I.

My stomach crinkling.

That's why I'm picking you up.

At the same time.

Yeah.

But don't be like that.

I do.

She calls for.

I saw your eyes today.

No harm.

And with a vengeance fueling the fires.

Him. Lucifer.

I go toe to toe with him.

Are you capable of traveling?

More importantly, are you capable

of killing this man?

William taught me how to shoot last spring.

I rode Emory Stevens.

Henry showed me.

It was all in the breathing.

Timing

never did care for weapons

of any kind.

That's why I never owned one.

William never fought.

And now

he made shoes in Boston.

My father taught me how to strike Flint.

My mother showed me how to cook

again.

As long as I have a good cast iron skillet,

I can make just about anything out there on the trail.

Mary Why?

William bring you

to Oregon?

What made him change?

Shoemaker?

I'm a man.

William Always wanted to show me the Pacific

and the promise for adventure.

You keep your land.

It's all you'll have to remember.

William by when all this is done.

Assuming you survive the wilds of this place and find the man

who murdered her husband.

There's a pistol in here.

Freshly clean flint, a canteen

tap and a bedroom.

It's everything that you need to survive

as long as you know what you are doing.

Mr. Bartlett

is holding a horse for you.

He thinks that you're going to be taken it down to a base

so that you can get to San Francisco.

Don't let them bury William

until I return.

You see again, Mary?

All right,

let's go.

So how did Oak Bay?

Are you.

Well, stay on the trail.

Don't stop if you don't have to.

Godspeed.

Thank you, Mr. Bartlett.

I hope you find what

you're looking for.

Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa,

whoa.

You shouldn't be out

on the trail. Ms..

Camps down here.

It's a fire to

come on.

I'm not following you, gentlemen, but

can you give me any details, any information?

We've heard tales

as big as a mountain,

strong as a bear.

Every time he kills, it leaves a trail of bones.

Been following that animal up and down the coast.

She'd go home in the morning, ma'am.

It's not safe here.

Is it safe at home?

Right.

Smell that.

That's tobacco.

This is my bounty, Silas.

You and that horse burger and serve a pitcher.

Go a side kick.

Better stay out of my way,

jackass.

Young lady, if you value your life, you best make yourself scarce.

Is there no place for a woman

with of savagery on her mind?

You go home and.

Drink

the moon.

You buy

something, you walk down the

easy. Now.

I don't told you once already

hunting evil ain't no occupation

for the women.

And this I will say one time,

just once.

Don't nothing stand between me and my bench.

Not the law, nor any man.

And certainly not a spindly little piece like you

understood

and waiting

for when in.

Just be sure

and you.

I've got plenty of salted meat for sale, black powder,

some cartridges out of tongue,

hardtack and most other necessities.

Rent a bed for a dollar a night

trail.

Doesn't look like it's been kind to you.

Listen, lady, I'm about as harmless as would be

if I was not.

Odds are

I would be feeding the worms, and my reputable business

here would be in ashes.

Coffee?

Do you have coffee?

Yes, I have coffee.

Can't say I've had too many women.

Stop up here.

You must be engaged in some something peculiar

to be wandering alone around in these parts. Man.

What do you require?

Dry bed. And.

Hardtack

bread of any kind.

What else?

Clam boil would be nice.

Rattle, Run you $10.

Six, eight.

Seven.

Fare.

Someone.

After you, ma'am.

No. No.

I don't have to be worried about a bullet fired

in my innards in the middle of the night. Then

the bullet finds you in the middle of the night.

It is not because of me or my affairs,

sir. The name's Monty.

It's short for Montgomery.

Montgomery Gower.

But that's a terrible name.

So Monty will do just fine.

Mary.

Mary Ellen O'Malley,

the widow.

Word travels fast in these parts,

times faster than the wind itself.

I heard of a terrible thing that happened a bit down south.

That is where you come from.

Isn't south.

Hell of a journey that you must've been on.

I'm sure

The man that desecrated my husband,

my William

and I find him

and kill him.

But of course, you've.

Come this far.

Can't imagine that a

humble traitor such as me

change the mind of a determined woman

such as you.

I would feel the fool if I even tried

a fool.

You would? Look.

Sir, may revenge be just.

And the dead rest in peace

peace.

He was not home.

I did that to my husband.

He took pieces.

There were souvenirs.

What kind of man does that, Mr.

Gower?

When I was in the war, winters were hard

and were cold.

Food scarce seemed as though it would never end.

Even when we knew spring was just around the bend,

we acquired a private one day from some other company

company that had been up in the mountains, was private.

He had that look in his eyes, you see,

looked at, said a thousand words.

He had seen horrible things.

Boy never spoke

to. One night

he snapped awake right next to me.

Right in the middle.

Last night woke me up.

Good dream.

And I'll never forget the.

Words that come out of his mouth.

We need them, he said.

We ate them all up.

See those boys been up on those mountain weeks

since any resupply?

It's too cold. The Hunt

game take into hibernation.

Anyhow,

I never heard a word about what happened to that boy's company,

but I have my suspicions.

What are they, Mr.

Brown?

Believe that boy did what he had to do to survive.

And when men are faced with choices like that.

It can drive them bad.

Lamp oil and a loaf of bread.

I put in a pack of cards for those long,

lonely.

It's nice to have the company

and honest conversations.

Most times all I get is a list of items thrown at me in a stern voice.

Prices are mentioned

conversation turns into hostile war cry

wherever you go now.

Know to keep to the game trail and head north.

That has a direction which I believe he is headed.

What makes you so sure.

That the most heavily trafficked.

What relevance does that have?

I believe he has a taste for violence.

I'm always the one

they will keep to Where the praise.

Easy. Huh?

Where a bear hunts an elk.

Of course, if I had to choose between hunting

a man or grizzly, I would choose the grizzly.

You can bet your last penny on that.

Was the.

Grizzlies.

Don't shoot back, Mary. No,

no, I do not.

You take care, ma'am.

Don't lose your cards.

I told you what?

Are you leaving? No choice.

I know you killed the marshal

so fierce.

You Now you done it.

How you extinguish cigar.

And I don't like them.

I have never been good at listening.

Them, huh?

They want to know

where did you hail from?

What was your name?

Now, these are questions.

Indeed, I would ask myself if remorse was a friend of mine.

But last.

He doesn't visit me very often.

No, he does not

love you.

Hmm. Hmm.

Who did you love?

I'll never really know.

You. Yeah.

Did you ever really know?

Can anyone know love?

I don't know.

However, I did

know of a girl once.

The name was Flora.

I liked Flora.

Her skin was so smooth and soft.

A baby, her eyes

as blue as the sea.

A smile is bright as the midday sun.

A laugh

that would drag in the darkest caverns of my inner

soul. What

began

quiet.

What happened to Flora?

Took their eyes out.

I see. Was looking at Michael smiling last

bit, her tongue up

because she wouldn't stop screaming.

People

like flies buzzing around cattle.

At least cattle is worth something.

People just bags, flesh,

bone, flesh,

bone, flesh and bone

does have a little value to me.

My apologies.

Back to you.

Now, to me,

you seem like simpleton, the kind of man that values

the things that he can put around himself.

Take, take, take, take, take, take.

That's what you do.

I've seen your kind.

You cut down the wooden giants and you burn them with your hellfire,

killing all of God's creatures, the elk

near each other.

You desecrate this.

Land. Why?

Because you can.

Because

it has value

to you.

It means something

to you. Hey,

put your arm and your leg.

You hate it.

You know that.

And that

has value

to me. Man

has no natural enemy in this world.

So I must be that of which man is afraid

of my.

Now come out wherever you.

Suddenly I feel like dancing.

Do you want to dance with me? Make

I tired of this game

I grow tired of this taste Meat

You're hardly worth the trouble. No,

You look scared, little one.

You should take comfort in knowing that not one bit of your sweet flesh.

Will be a waste.

Well,

we do prefer things

a bit more intimate anyway.

Don't we? Oh.

Oh, oh,

oh, oh.

Yeah, yeah.

I. Oh,

I know, I know.

Stop the bleeding.

I know, I know.

Hey, hey,

hey. You

had your blood

got fired down from

the meat.

You want to dance with me?

Let's dance. You

just knew you

could do it.

You have no right.

No, no, no.

This.

This is not up to you. It's

not just

one nation.

Move.