Original subtitles

[music playing]

Whoa, easy there, friend.

You look scared half to death, and I'd know.

What seems to be troubling you?

Hello.

Skout, please.

You, undertaker, we're in pursuit

of a dangerous criminal.

Have you seen anyone of questionable demeanor?

Well, that certainly sounds troublesome.

What, pray tell, makes this criminal of yours so dangerous?

It's the Nomad of Nowhere, the only feller

with bona fide magic.

Skout, all that matters is that we're looking for him.

Now, have you seen him?

I sure have, ma'am.

He ran off that way.

Well, come on, Toth.

You heard the man.

Let's cut dirt.

Thank you, sir.

[horses galloping]

SKOUT: See, you can always count on the kindness of strangers.

It's OK, friend, they're gone.

You know, I find it rather unfair of people

to judge one another.

If you really are a criminal, then your judgment

will come after you've left this corporeal world behind.

[squeaky noise]

I'm trying to say, you're safe with me now.

Now, now, bounty hunters love this side of Nowhere.

It's wonderful for business, but trouble for you.

Tell you what, I can take you across the treacherous part

of the desert so you can continue on your merry way.

How's that sound?

[squeaky noise]

Splendid.

Make yourself comfortable, friend.

It's a bumpy ride.

[slamming door]

MAN: Come on out, partner.

[somber music playing]

[banging noise]

The Nomad of Nowhere.

Unbelievable.

Now, I'm not sure what those dandelions

would have done to you, but I promise, you're safe with me.

Isn't that right, Clarence?

There's no use in struggling.

Those handcuffs are of my own design

and they only open with my skeleton key.

Pardon my wordplay.

I've never had a live audience.

Oh, I've done it again.

[laughing]

Now, handcuffing you up to the wall like a prisoner

might seem inhospitable, but I didn't

want you taking off on me before I had the chance to talk.

I've heard you can do some amazing things.

Things that have piqued my professional curiosity.

[music box playing]

There it is.

Fascinating, simply fascinating.

So curious, this ability to conjure life out of nothing.

But is this life?

Is it truly?

Does it have a soul?

Free will?

Or are these critters of yours simply

slaves animated only to do your bidding?

Wait, no, are they intelligent, and to what measure?

Are they extensions of you, their master?

Quick, what's the square root of 9?

So there are certain limitations.

That's no good.

No good at all.

How could- what's that, Clarence?

That is peculiar.

Why did you bring the music box to life and not the key?

Why don't you try it again?

[laughing]

Well, would you look at that.

Don't you see?

The skeleton key, like your restraints, is made of bone.

Dead material.

You can't bring life back to that where it is left.

But it seems your magic has to go somewhere.

I take it you didn't know that.

That's all right.

We're both learning new things.

It's certainly fascinating, though, it

is a tough break for Clarence.

But that's to be expected.

No one in Nowhere can perform necromancy anymore, although we

might be able to change that.

[footsteps]

Do you know what this is?

A spell book.

Only the Y'dala still harp on about the old days before,

El Rey, before the magic disappeared.

Lo and behold, they're right and this book is proof.

The problem is, I can't understand most of it.

And even if I could, I'm not familiar enough with magic

to do anything meaningful.

But you, you could learn.

Imagine what the dead could tell us

if we were to bring them back.

It would be irresponsible of us not to pursue such queries.

Don't you agree?

No?

No?

But you have this blessing.

You could do so much.

Expand your power so greatly instead

of playing stupid games.

Bringing animation to these useless trinkets

does them no favors.

What is the point of it all?

Why do you-

What is it?

You're upset over this?

Why?

Do you feel responsible for them?

Do you feel the need to protect them?

Then why bring them to life in the first place?

Unless they're here to protect you.

Good question, Clarence.

What does make him so special?

What does he have inside him the rest of us don't?

Perhaps we should find out.

[knocking]

I'll be right back.

Don't let him out of your sight, Clarence.

Why, hello there, friend.

How can I help you?

Friend is dead.

Begging your pardon?

Old partner here took a flurry of arrows

out there on the hunt for that old nomad.

I'm grateful for the business, friend, but-

You can call me Big Jib.

Big Jib.

But you see, I am rather particular-

Thanks for understanding during these trying times.

Now we choose the tombstone.

You charge by the word of the letter on that?

Not sure if he'd be happy with Medium Steve.

I'm sure we can accommodate whatever you can afford, sir.

That nomad sure is a wild one.

Heard he done made some fella punch himself half

to death with his own fist.

That's dark magic for you.

How tragic.

You wouldn't happen to seen him anywhere?

I have not.

I can't say the company I keep is very lively.

You see, that was a bit of wordplay

because they're corpses.

No, I understood.

I just find that offensive and unprofessional.

[music box playing]

What was that?

What was what?

I thought you said you was all alone out here.

Please, sir, there's no need.

Somebody is here.

[music playing]

[bang]

How unprofessional.

[banging]

[music box playing]

[music playing]

Now, friend, you can't go yet.

There's still so much you don't understand,

like how I'm trying to help you.

I'm the key to unlocking your true power.

These bounty hunters are the least of your worries.

Once people know what you can do,

there will be no place for you to run.

If you leave now, things will only get worse for you.

[gun shots]

God darn, you stupid thing!

[music box playing]

Now, you are going to show me your magic.

[clap]

[clock chiming]

Wait, what are you doing?

Stay back.

Stay back.

Please, I don't wanna die.

[snap]

[sobbing]

Please, I have so many more questions.

What did you do?

Where are they going?

Are they still here?

Don't take that.

Where are you going?

Don't leave me with them.

Don't leave me alone.

Hey.

The nomad was here.

He was here, I tell you.

Come on, boys.

He was here last night, I swear it.

I called dibs.

That one is mine.

[music playing]

[galloping]

[lightning crashes]

[wind noises]

[lightning crashes]

[footsteps]

[lightning crashes]

What a wonderful gift you have.

Shh.

Do not be afraid.

All are welcome here.

The storm outside is growing worse,

but it is good to see magic again.

Oh, nonsense.

Your magic is important, wanderer.

Do you not understand?

Oh, my dear, thank the stars you were brought to this place.

Come, follow me.

There is so much to show you.

[lightning crashes]

You want to go in there.

I know you're not normally the joking type, Toth,

but are you trying out jokes now?

It's the only place the Nomad could have gone.

There's no way he gets far inside of that thing.

This might be our only chance.

Yeah, it might, but if we go in after him,

it might as well be our tomb.

These Nowhere storms are savagerous.

They'll zap the brains right out of your head,

assuming you don't wind up lost and buried in the sands first.

Don't let a book tell you what you can't do.

I think you can handle this.

You really think so?

Well then, I think so, too.

[flute music playing]

[swords clanking]

[wind blowing]

[lightning crashes]

I think I might have just remembered the fact that I'm

no good at this bravery thing.

Maybe we should head on back?

Just a little further.

He's got to be close.

[lightning crashes]

MAN: Ah, the brain.

I know catching the Nomad is important to you,

but he ain't going to do us any good

if this storm fricassees us.

We can't hunt him if we're dead.

So don't die, then.

Yeah, about that.

[flute music playing]

[whooshing noises]

[horses galloping]

Run!

What's this thing even doing out here?

Oh, sure, that makes sense.

Oh, think you dunderhead.

Yes.

Cow patties.

[electrical buzzing]

[growling]

Skout, can you hear me?

Hi.

I hope he didn't zap your brains.

No.

No, I got him.

That makes sense.

I'm feeling a bit fuzzy-ish.

You go get that Nomad without me.

I'll just wait here.

Skout?

[wind blowing]

[door squeaking]

[music playing]

[crowd chattering]

[gasps]

Do you know where Toth is?

So, Toth, let me get this straight.

You and that cute as a button what's her name of yours

circled the Nomad for weeks on end.

And just when you were on his trail

and had him cornered in a Nowhere storm,

you abandoned your search.

Yes, Don Paragon.

We had an emergency.

Oh, thank goodness.

For a second I thought you'd started considering

going back on our deal.

Because that's the only explanation I can come up

with in my pretty little cabeza for why you've come back to me,

again, empty handed.

It was one of my soldiers.

So, not one of your soldiers, your spittoon girl.

You know what I do when one of my possessions

starts failing me right in the middle of something important?

I leave it behind and get a new one.

When we first met, the thing that

impressed me the most about you was that you were willing to do

anything to save your people.

Your lot may live longer than most,

but they won't get far without my help.

They need magic.

I need the Nomad.

But I need the Nomad to give them magic.

Don't you know how this works?

I don't.

Sorry.

When I bring El Rey the Nomad, he's

going to reward me for doing what

none of his other governors have done for the last 100 years.

He's going to make me one of them

and give me all the powers that come with the title.

So would that make you the governor of the Southwest-

the South Southwest?

Sorry, I don't mean to criticize or nothing.

It's just that neither of those have much of a ring to it.

[gasps]

Don't.

Does anyone else want to critique my life goals?

How about you, Toth?

Do you have a better plan to help your people than doing it

through me my way?

I never thought I'd have to tell you of all people

to stop caring so much.

I need you back on my side.

Help me help you help me become a governor.

Then, we both get what we want.

I'm sorry, sir.

It won't happen again.

Good, now one of you fetch somebody to clean this mess up.

I've got fencing practice to attend to.

Red Manuel knew he'd watched you fail.

Oh, I can't believe you saved me.

Oh, OK.

I'll see you later.

[door slams]

[footsteps]

[music playing]

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