All language subtitles for Watch 13 Nights of Elvira (2014) Full HD_8

Good morning, and thank you
for flying Elvira air

where we guarantee you'll
always land somewhere.

Eventually.

I'll be your captain, flight
attendant, and baggage handler,

and it looks likes some of you
have brought a lot of baggage.

So please leave it at the gate
'cause I don't need no drama.

You'll notice in the front
and the rear of the aircraft

there are exits, or entrances,

depending on what
you're in to.

Now, I am not exactly sure
where Oblivion is

because it's not on the map,
but I'm pretty sure

I've been there before, but I
just have no recollection.

Some of you may know that
the word oblivion

comes from the Latin word
meaning I have no frikking idea

where I am or who the hell
I just woke up with.

Now, in the likely event of
an emergency, don't panic.

Just climb over the passenger

in front of you
in an orderly fashion.

In case of a loss of
cabin pressure,

airbags will drop from
the overhead compartment.

Just place the airbag over
your nose and mouth

and pretend
to breathe normally.

In the unlikely event of
a water landing,

your seat cushion may be used
as a flotation device

because it's filled
with Styrofoam, peanuts,
and wood chips.

I may also be used as
a flotation device.

As a reminder, it is against
federal aviation regulations

to smoke on the aircraft,

unless, of course,
the aircraft begins to smoke.

Then just feel free
to smoke all you like.

Once we're in the air, I'll be
coming through the cabin

with a beverage cart,
so just stay the hell

out of the aisles or
I will run your ass over.

Beer and wine are $5,
cocktails are 10,

and seatbelts are 20.

Located in seat back
in front of you,

you'll find an application for
the Elvira mile high club.

So, if you're not
a member already,

you can become one today.

For your entertainment,
our in-flight movie

on our flight to Oblivion
is called--

hey, what do you know?

Oblivion.

What are the chances
of that?

So sit back, relax,
put your feet up

on the shoulders of the person
in front of you and enjoy

your trip to Oblivion.

Please fasten your
seatbelt if you rented one.

If not, please assume
the crash position.

Bye bye.
Bye bye now.

Bye bye.
Mm-hmm.

Bye bye.
Bye bye.

( squawking )

( squeals )

Hope he remembers
his pin number.

( horses whinny )

( shouting )

( men chattering )

In case you didn't know,
Abe Lincoln grew up in
a log cabin on Oblivion.

Goddamn vulture.

( piano music playing )

( chattering )

( gasping )

( piano music stops )

Miss Kitty.

Well, that banana skirt
is certainly a-peeling.

Mr. Gaunt.

You're the only one who's
ever happy to see me.

Everyone is dead
when they see you.

Have you ever considered
the possibility, Mr. Gaunt,

that people don't
welcome you

'cause you scare
the shit out of 'em?

I mean, when you
show up, people die.

It's not cause
and effect, Marshall.

I simply have a knack for
being in the right place at
the right time.

( metal clanking )

( metal clanking )

I'll raise you...

- ...a hundred.
- Fifty.

- A hundred.
- Fifty.

Aces and eights.

( tune playing )

( metal clanking )

Redeye.

Get the hell out of here.

Move!

Dead man's hand.

They say on Altearth
that Wild Bill Hickok

was holding aces and eights
when he was shot dead.

Superstitions from some
old planet light-years away.

Right, Marshall?

Whatever you say, Miss Kitty.

Meow!

Hey, it's cat woman!

( metal clanking )

Well, I say, dump
this card game,

come upstairs with me,

and we'll play
some strip poker.

It's the only game
I love to lose.

Oh, I had 'em sharpened
just for you.

Marshall Stone!

Stone, get your ass
out here!

( gasping )

I'm calling you out, Stone.

What's the matter?

Not man enough to face me?

Or maybe you're too much man.

Too much human.

We all know what gutless
cowards humans are, don't we?

Ah. I'll be waiting.

Come on, Marshall.
We've got better things to do.

It's a matter of respect,
Miss Kitty.

Some things cannot
be ignored.

Don't worry.
I won't hurt him.

( sound pulses )

Right there will
do just fine.

You got a problem, Redeye?

Yeah!
Yeah, I got a problem.

You, Marshall.

That won't be
a problem much longer.

You are a sick individual.

Damn right I am.

I'm sick of you.

I'm sick of the Galaxico.
I'm sick of the Guild.

I'm sick of all this crap!

But I got me a heavy-caliber
vaccine to cure my ills.

Is that a fact?

Definitely.

Lights out, Marshall.

( whimpering )

( gasping )

( screams )

( bell tolls )

Nice catch.

Practice makes perfect.

Sh-- sh-- sh--

Rawr!

( screams )

( electronic crackling )

( gasping )

I guess the force field wasn't
working up to snuff today.

( hissing )

All right.
Don't have a hissy fit.

( screaming )

You son of a bitch!

( whip cracks )

Not so fast, half-breed.

Boys.

Much better.

Wow, Rudolph Valentino was
also born in Oblivion.

Won't be needing
this anymore.

( spits )

( shrieks )

No point in my messing up
such a prime pussy
as yourself.

( hissing )

Bork.

Attend to Deputy Stell Barr,
would you, please?

( laughing )

So much for
Guild interference.

Thanks to that load of
Draconium we found,

this town's up for grabs.

And I know who's going to
be the biggest grabber.

( laughing )

( device clicking )

Great.

Just what I needed,
more gold.

( grunting )

( yelling )

( yelling continues )

It's a good day to die.

( gunshot )

( shrieking )

For Scorps, maybe.

For what purpose am I saved?

I have nothing.

Well, if you have nothing,
then you don't have

to worry about losing
what you got.

You are wrong.

No, you are wrong.

There's no depth to be reached
when one cannot sink lower.

Well, things
could be worse.

So live.

Who are you?

Zack.

Zack Stone.

Zack Zack Stone,
either untie me or kill me.

Just stop talking.

That was a pretty nasty
scorp heading your way.

Lucky for you
it was a baby.

The adults usually wait
for nighttime to forage.

What's your name?

I am Buteo.

Buteo.

Well, let's get some
water inside you, Buteo,

and then you can tell me--

No. No drink, no food.

Not until I have
buried my family.

Hi-yah.

( men shouting )

( grunting )

We got to plan our
next moves carefully.

Just 'cause
the Marshall's dead

don't mean this town
rolls over.

He's right.

We can't simply
shoot everyone.

Now that the Marshall's dead
and that Cyborg deputy

of his is no problem,

as long as we have
our stash of Draconium,

we're gonna show
the good people of Oblivion

the great advantages
to a town run by Redeye

and his dedicated
associates.

Hear, hear!

Associ-whats?

Gangs, Bork.

Oh. Right.

Excuse me, Bork.

I have hemorrhoids
smarter than you!

Yeah. That's why you're
such a smartass.

( chuckles )

Huh?

Spanner, you'll work
the town.

Be charming.
Be polite.

Be sympathetic.

But point out the Guild
was choking us

with their rules and
restrictions anyway.

Keep Bork with you as
backup just to remind folks

who the muscle
is around here.

Wormhole, spread the word
of what's happened.

Head out to the
Last Stop Cantina

at the outskirts of
the badlands

and then make your way
back to Oblivion.

No problem, Rojo Ojo.

Oh, sorry.

Lash, you just be yourself.

We just might have one

teeny, weeny problem.

I hear Stone has a son
out prospecting somewhere.

Hasn't been back to Oblivion
in years, from what they say.

You don't think I should be
concerned with him, do you?

I don't think you should
be concerned about anyone.

All of you on your way.

Lash, there's a few things

I think we ought
to take care of.

I was thinking
the same thing.

Move!

Oh!

Mmm!

Aren't you going
to ask me to be gentle?

You've got to be kidding.

( laughs )

( moaning )

( alarm blares )

Well, I got
the sonic protectors up.

That'll keep
the night scorps away.

You wanna talk about it?

No.

Okay.

I'll just keep asking
till you do.

Killed my wife, my children.

They took everything.

Even a mere talisman of
mine which is useless

to them but has been in
my family for generations.

Now all that is left
to me...

is this.

Lead-lined?

It contains the rays, yes.

My wife made this for me.

It is the first bit
of Draconium we ever found.

Now it is the last
that I own.

No, I couldn't.

Do not insult me.

It is yours.

Who did this to you?

I only saw one of them
clearly since it was so dark.

If I see him again,
however, he will die.

That's pointless.

Pointless?

My family's spirits
cry out to be avenged.

Really?
Is ovenged a word?

It will not bring
your family back to life.

( howling )

As you wish.

What is it?

A man is coming this way.

You can tell that just
by looking into your cup?

The liquid.

Reflections are magic if
you know how to read them.

So who is this visitor?

He is the one called Gaunt.

Gaunt?
The funeral man?

Must be because
of your family.

Gaunt only appears
before death, not after.

Then why is
he heading here?

Unless one of us is gonna die.

You would run,
Zack Zack Stone?

Well, I should.

Come on.
Help me pack this stuff up.

If you run into a den
of night scorps,

you will only hasten
your fate you seek to flee.

Excuse the intrusion,
gentlemen.

Zachary Stone?

Well, how did you find me?

I looked.

The night scorps did
not attack you?

For some reason, they see me
and simply scuttle away.

Odd, isn't it?

I bring unfortunate tidings.

Your father has met an untimely
alleviation of existence.

He has shuffled off
his mortal coil,

closed the curtain
on our veil of tears.

He cavorts with
the heavenly choir

at this particular point
in eternity's endless march.

What?

He's dead.

Uh-oh, Mr. Sulu's been
hitting the saki.

Jim, Beam me up.

Jim, Beam me up too!

Ah!

Whiskey.

Saloon's down the street,
Doc, in the cathouse.

They cut me off there.

Good for them.

Sell me a bottle.

Like hell.

All right.

( chuckling )

Give me a bottle.

Look. We're closed.

But I'll go in the back
and make you some coffee.

I didn't ask for coffee!

I want booze.

Now!

This is my place, and
nobody orders me around, Doc.

Not even you,
as much as I love you.

I love you, too, Mattie.

Now, give me
that goddamn booze.

Doc, it wasn't your fault.

It must have been Draconium.

That had to have been
what screwed it up.

I promised him
I'd protect him.

You want the coffee or not?

I'm sorry I scared you, Mattie.

It's okay, Doc.

I knew you wouldn't
really hurt me.

Hell, this stupid thing
ain't even loaded.

( gunshot )

Well, that gun may not be
loaded, but Sulu sure is.

We have company.

I can see that.

Well, let me
understand this.

You didn't want me to save
your life, but now that I have,

you're staying with me.

That is correct.

But why?

You need me.

I don't need you.

You do not recognize
the fact that you need me.

In that lies your
greatest need.

Fine. Whatever.
I'm going in here.

Why? This seems the most
distasteful place.

( chattering )

You can have the map.

Forget about the boxes.
Forget about the weights.

I got to get going.
I'm in a rush.

I'm telling you, you owe ne.

Just give me the 50.

Give it to me now,
I'll get lost.

What are you doing?

I told you, I weighed it.

What the hell is that?

I already weighed it.
I told you. 3.5.

Hey.

And I happen to know what the
going rate for Draconium is.

I mean, the rate.

You, uh, you don't
exactly look, uh,
mathematically inclined.

I added it up on
my watch-comp.

It's guaranteed.
Guaranteed reliable.

Guaranteed!

Now, I know that you know that
I know that you owe me 5497.

Decimal point after the seven.

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

Uh, you are slightly off
by about, uh, 5,000.

What?

What kind of a scam
are you running here?

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Three grams.

Uh, about, uh, 18 percent.

See-- see, that's,
uh, 300 dirks.

Now, uh, you can take it
or you can leave it.

This is a scam.

I'm getting scammed!

My watch-comp comes
with a guarantee.

Guarantee!

Hey, buddy, maybe your
lead-lined case leaked

and maybe your Draconium threw
your watch-comp out of whack.

What's two plus two?

Ask it.

5497.

54--

That ain't right.

That ain't right.

Uh, look on
the bright side, Einstein.

Uh, 300 will be just enough--
just enough

to buy you
a new watch-comp.

( snickering )

Watch this guy.

Buster. Been a while.

Zack.

Listen to me, fellas.

They killed Galaxico,
everybody.

They'll be crawling to us
under Redeye's leadership.

But Redeye needs men,
the right kind of men.

No, uh, nebula boys.

You know what I mean.

I'm here looking for people
who, uh, want to sign up.

What's in it for us?

You get to be a part of
the winning team, huh?

You get our
biannual newsletter.

You, uh, you learn
the secret handshake.

But most important, you get
our official "Better Red
Than Dead" button.

So that everybody knows
you've picked the right side.

( chuckling )

Are you satisfied
with that amount?

I'm satisfied.

That much closer to buying
my passage off this rock.

You could probably have
done better in Oblivion.

Look, I'm not Mr. Popular
in that town, all right?

Do you wish to discuss it?

No.

Very well. I will just keep
asking until you do.

Look...

It's not like I wished my
father's death or anything.

But you have to understand.

He tried to make me be--

Yes?

Something I could never be.

What?

Him.

Well, well, well.
Look who it is.

The gutless son of
the late Marshall.

I really don't wanna
fight here, okay?

People, the gutless one really
doesn't wanna fight today.

Okay?

I hate nebula boys, Zeke.

His name is Zack.

Well, Zeke,
this, uh, native...

is your friend?

Look, Buteo.

This guy isn't worth it.

I really can't hurt anyone.

Who cares what he says?

People like him seek
out weakness to exploit,
to destroy.

If you present yourself
as weak, he will attack.

Let him go.

Please.

( grunts )

All right, now,
enough, Buteo!

Stop it!

( grunting )

( glass breaking )

Now, wait a minute here.

I don't want any
trouble from you guys.

Buteo, let's get
out of here!

Ooh!

( clicking castanets )

( yelling )

( shouting )

( bell tolls )

( gasping )

Gaunt!

Don't go.

And that's how Lincoln
freed the slaves.

The nebula boys
are gonna die.

Are you dead sure about that?

What happened to, uh,
"I don't wanna hurt anybody"?

Well, I don't wanna
hurt anyone.

Unfortunately, you happen
to be standing right where
my gun's about to go off.

Boo!

( whimpers )

I think I'll have a beer,
my good fellow.

A Schlitz.

Oh, um, uh,

uh, uh, we're out
of Schlitz.

Then, buster...

you're out of beer.

Where is my gun?

It's under the register.

I was afraid you might
shoot off something
you'd need later on.

( groaning )

( bell jingles )

I'll be right back.

( cash register rings )

May I help--

Good day, Miss Mattie.

Get out of my store.

Why, Mattie, I'm appalled.

Is that any way to talk
to a customer?

It's how I talk
to murderers.

Oh, is that what you call
a fair fight?

Murder?

That's what I call gunning
down the best man in town.

You're gonna put up
with that kind of talk

from Suzy Homemaker
there, Redeye?

Miss Mattie...

I've always
been very fond of you.

You know that.

Would you like
to know why?

Because I'm female
and have a pulse.

( laughs )

No.
Because you're a lady.

A lady in the best sense
of the word.

There's not near
enough ladies in Oblivion.

Oh. Hard to believe they
could pass up the ambience.

Doesn't it bother your
girlfriend you coming here
telling me how wonderful I am?

No. I'm not the jealous type.

Besides, there is plenty
of Redeye to go around.

More for you then.

I don't think you quite
understand, Miss Mattie.

I am the future of this town.

I'm giving you a chance to
get in at the ground floor.

Providing I let you get in.

That right?

This is my store.
Get the hell out!

Get out!

And what a nice store it is.

Don't you think?

Was.

( laughing )

Well said.

Stop it!

What the hell?

Ethyl.

( whistling )

( laughing )

Oops!

Stop it! Get out!

Shop...

Till you drop.

Oh, my God.

Candy.
I love candy.

Delicious.

Oh!

( mutters )

Really, darling,
Your taste in jewelry--

Now, let's see.
Anything else?

Get out!

( crying )

Any more cocoa
in the back?

( laughing )

The next one who so
much as twitches dies.

I do believe she's asking us
to leave, my friends.

Nice place.

( laughing )

( crying )

He likes you, Mattie.

Get out.

And you know what?

I like you too.

We could have
a great time together.

Instead, all you've got is
a totally thrashed store.

Now, if you ask me, you
might wanna do some thinking

about what you want
out of life.

You--

You got the hots for
Redeye and Miss Priss.

What about me, Lash, huh?

What do you got for me?

I'm ten times the man that
Lizard head could ever be.

Prove it.

Who found that big stash
of Draconium for Redeye, huh?

( chuckles )

You got to do more
than jump claims

before you can
jump me, Spanner.

Besides, a real man would
have kept it for himself

instead of turning
it over to Redeye.

But then you wouldn't
know anything about that,
now, would you?

Oblivion.

Home, sweet home.

The funeral will
be held later today.

I'll have one of
my assistants summon you.

Well, thank you
for your help.

Hee-yah.

More disrespect.

He was always so tidy
and methodical.

My father showed me
this box once.

He told me it contained his
most personal effects,

his most cherished valuables
and memories,

and if anything ever
happened to him,

he wanted me to have it all.

And that's why you came
back here, isn't it?

You hope that there's enough
in there to buy passage
off Oblivion.

Buteo, I don't belong
in this place.

Pop never understood that.

This world dries
up your soul.

There are some who find beauty
in the most bleak surroundings.

You know, now I know
why I needed you.

'Cause I'd never be able
to come up with all

these pointless and oblique
philosophies by my lonesome.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch!

Hey!
What's going on out there?

We got company.

Get me out of here!

I don't know.
She looks dangerous.

I'm the deputy, you moron.

Well, the ex-deputy.

Deputy?

Yes, that's right, genius.

The deputy.
Stell Barr. Okay?

Now, pick up the keys
and let me out.

So you're Zack.

Marshall mentioned you.

Yeah? When?

Every now and then, whenever
he was drunk and pissed.

He said you were a coward.

Zack is no coward.
I owe him my life.

Zack here rescued you?

That is correct.

Hmm.

How nice of you to think about
someone other than yourself.

Why am I letting
you out of here?

Zack Stone thinks about
everyone except himself,

and that is his weakness,

and it's also
his strength.

I that so?

I know him better
than any living being.

I have read his heart
and his soul.

How long have you known him?

Two days.

Sounds like a quick read.

So you're gonna take
over being Marshall now?

Look, kiddo.

I'm a Cyborg, okay?

As much machine as human.

I don't want the top job.

Aside from the fact that
I have no desire

to be the number-one target
on the planet,

Redeye has a huge stash
of Draconium.

A fair fight, that's one thing.

But he can short me out with
that stuff with no problem.

I'm not messing
with those odds.

So you're a quitter.

Look who's talking.

Look, I wasn't hired
to do a job.

No. You just walked out
on your father.

The Marshall once mentioned
to me that

should it be necessary,

he'd prefer a
closed-casket ceremony.

He'd wished to remember
him as he was.

B-9.

B-9!

For, my dear friends,
what is the body

but a meaningless shell,
a receptacle for the spirit

that makes us all
what we are.

N-34.

N-34!

Can't we postpone
the bingo game?

It's disrespectful!

It's Thursday.

We always have
bingo on Thursdays.

Bingo!

( crowd groaning )

Congratulations.

Find a seat, please.

( gasps )

Were you a friend
of the Marshall's?

Me?

Not really.

The Marshall died
as he lived,

fighting for what
he believed in.

Rather than chatter on myself,

I'd like the Marshall's
son to say a few words.

Go.

Now, go.

( audience muttering )

Hey, pop.

Most of you don't know me.

Mm-hmm.

Some of you do and
probably wish you didn't.

Sometimes I-- I think
my father felt the same way.

I know he did.

G-49.

G-49! Got it!

It's Thursday.

Oh.

Well, we didn't see
eye-to-eye on a lot of things.

He felt too different.

But the fact is, we were
actually more alike

than either of us was
willing to let on.

I remember when I was 17 --

I-17.

I-17!

Yes! Goody!

Oh, Christ.

Point is, my father taught
me the most important lesson

a man can teach his son.

That you've got to stick
to what you believe in,
no matter what.

Sometimes that even means
not being a hero,

even if somebody
wants you to--

B-1.

Be one.

Ooh!
B-1 too!

And the point is

that it was this very
lesson that tore us apart,

the fact that we just didn't
believe in the same things.

Right. One of you didn't
believe in having any guts.

G-48.

( gasping )

It's Thursday.

Come on, O-53!

O-53.

Bingo! Bingo! Bingo!

So you're the Marshall's boy?

I'm the Marshall's killer.

What are you gonna
do about it?

( chuckling )

Who says diamonds are
a girl's best friend, hmm?

Robo-bitch.

There will be
no violence in this place.

I'm not talking to you!

There will be
no violence in this place!

G-44.

Just came to pay
our respects.

N-40.

Didn't want to miss seeing
the dearly departed off.

I do have some ethics.

( chuckling )

B-5.

Well, peace lover,

you really don't care if
I pay for what I did?

Oh, you're gonna pay.

I'm just not gonna be
the bill collector.

We're gone!

O-62.

Your daddy must have
really hated your guts.

Bingo!

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Yea, though I fly through
the black hole of death,

I fear no evil,
for thou art with me.

Don't see many
natives around here.

Buteo, is it?

Yes. Buteo.

They say native men have
incredible respect for women.

That is true.

They also say Native men
make the best lovers.

And how is that?

Well, because of your
stamina and endurance,

your sensitivity and,

uh, well, the remarkable
size of your, uh,

your, uh--

Feet?

Yes. Your feet.

Come on, Kitty.
Let's go get drunk.

Doctor's orders.

Oh, nice.

Two sticks instead
of a headstone.

Guess they spent all
their money on the casket.

Excuse me.

I didn't get your name.

Mattie Chase.

How well did you know
my father, Miss Chase?

Well enough to know that
I respected him, Mr. Stone.

He was a good man.

You should've stood up
for him in there.

One violent act leads
to another

and another in turn, and
I won't be part of that cycle.

What does violence have
to do with standing up
for somebody you love?

I want people not to hurt.

Life is hurt, Mr. Stone.

You can't separate the two.

I'm wasting my time
talking to you.

'Cause you're not
listening to me.

Obviously you see
some point to it.

Don't you get it?

You're a dreamer.

My husband was just like you.

He had faith in this world.

He said we were pioneers.

And after spending all our
savings getting the general
store set up, he got killed.

Got killed by night scorps.

He left me with
a mountain of debt

and a dream but no dreamer.

All alone.

It's bullshit!

I know it's bullshit,
Mr. Stone.

Obviously you're the one without
any hope here, Miss Mattie.

Maybe you ought to climb in
that grave over there

with your husband and
be done with it.

Sorry.

No, you're not.

You're right.
I'm not.

Hey, Doc.
You in there?

Yeah.
What do you want?

Knew you'd be here
sooner or later.

Well, how could I come all
the way back to Oblivion

and not say hey
to Doc Valentine?

How are you doin', Doc?

How the hell do you think?

( patrons chattering )

Come on! Come on!

Do it, do it!

Come on!

Hold 'em, hold 'em!

Look, he's getting away!

Let's go!

He's going!
Don't give up.

Hold it tight!
Hold it real tight.

( chattering )

Go! Come!

This is not your
usual hangout, Mattie.

I can't believe
that lousy son of his.

Zack's a good kid.

Chip off the old block.

Trouble is, he's an Empath.

What's an Empath?

Mm, someone who experiences
what you experience,
only more so.

When you suffer, he suffers.

One day about five years ago,
there was a robbery with
a gunman named Groth.

Zack had to hunt
him down and kill him.

That's when Zack
left town for good.

Why?

When he killed Groth,

he told me he felt
everything Groth felt.

I guess that was
when he decided

he'd never take another life.

He also realized he'd be
of no use to his father,

maybe even a danger,
so he left.

And his mother?

She vanished a long time ago.

( shouting, laughing )

Hey!

Who's next?

Come on! Anybody!

I could keep this up
all day.

Would you play this game as
a true man, for true stakes?

I can take anything you
can dish out, Native.

Are you familiar
with the creature
called the mon-ding?

No.

Rather poisonous.

I purchased this one
at the Cimarron Exotic
Pet Shop down the street.

Sudden movements
attract them.

( growling )

They are also very irritable

and detest being shaken up.

( snarling )

You got one of them ding
things in there?

That it, Native?

That is correct.

If there is one thing the
mon-ding detest even more

than being shaken up,

it is fear.

It will attack any source
of fear that it senses,

and that which knows fear
burns at the mon-ding's touch.

Burns and dies.

So you challenge me to
a death match, huh, Native?

Why should I?

Otherwise, these men
will know you as a coward.

( scoffs )

It's your funeral.

Stand back, please!

( gasping )

( growling )

Are you ready, tough guy?

( growls )

In the name of all that
is sacred to me, I am ready.

One, two, three, go!

Whoa!

Looks like a cross between
a horned toad and a crab,
but they taste like chicken.

( growling )

( gasping )

You're gonna die, Native.

Ain't you afraid?

I fear nothing.

Least of all, a man who
would kill a family,

stake out the father,
all for Draconium.

That was you?

If I die this day, I swear
by the great god Kuk,

I will haunt you until
the day you die,

and I will see you in hell!

( growling )

( growls )

( shouting )

( mutters )

( growling )

( belches )

( gunshots )

Whoo!

( groaning )

( laughing )

Howdy.

Not so fast, Pocahontas.

( speaking Spanish )

Glad you could join us.

( gunshot )

Bork!

Get out here now!

Aw, nuts.

( groaning )

We're gonna have us a trial!

Something's going on
out there

and I don't like
the feel of it.

Stop right there, junior!

This has got nothing
to do with you.

He is right, Zack.

This is not your concern.

You take your
hands off of him.

All right.

Now what are you gonna do?

( chuckling )

Make a citizen's arrest?

It is my road to walk, Zack,
and I will walk it alone.

Actions have consequences.

My actions, my consequences.

And you better watch out,
or I'm gonna blow a hole in you

like I did
your bionic deputy.

Stell?

Great Scotty!

( cackles )

Doc!

I'm comin'!
I'm comin'!

I don't like this one bit.

I'm not gonna get
any work done in here.

I am the only law
this town has left.

I have got to be here
to hold down the fort.

If I don't fix you up,

you won't be holding
down anything.

Zack, get me that
tricorder there.

( Stell chattering )

Why?

( chuckling )

Power it down, Lash.

Too much charge will
knock him out.

I want him to
feel the pain.

Naturally.

Native!

You stand accused of murder.

How do you plead?

This is no court of law.

It's as close as
you're gonna get.

That man Spanner
murdered my family.

Well, we only have your word
for that, don't we?

The word of a murderer!

Yeah.

The fight was fair.

Everyone saw!

What I see is I got a
dead man and an uppity native.

Is that what you all see?

Yeah!

What I see is that
my course was clear.

I see that there are times

when you do what
should be done.

And there are times
when you do what must be done.

( yawns )

It is never a clear choice.

Mm. Mm.

You do what you have to do.

I love the way
this guy talks!

Are you done?

Because we really gotta
get started here.

Lash.

( cackles )

Okay, boys,
give me some room.

Mama's gonna have
herself some fun.

( laughs )

Yee-haw!

( whip cracks )

( screaming )

The bolt did some damage.

There's no access through
that arm, honey.

You promised me weeks ago
you'd put in an access panel.

Damn it, Stell!

I'm a Doctor,
not a magician!

( screaming )

This is gonna hurt.

Do it!

( screaming )

( whip continues cracking )

( groans )

( groaning )

Stop it! Stop!

That's enough!

Don't get your knickers
in a knot, princess.

It'll all be over soon.

What's the problem,
Miss Mattie?

He's just a native.

I won't stand by
and watch you kill a man!

I'm afraid you have no choice.

Boss?

Look.

Actions have consequences.

You get out of town,
or I'll kill you.

You ain't gonna kill nobody.

For one thing,
Gaunt ain't around.

And second, you ain't
got the guts.

Are you willing to bet
your life on that?

Don't give me that
shit, nebula boy.

We both know...

your gun's empty.

( gunshot )

( screaming )

( bell tolls )

( gunfire )

( shouts )

Get him!

( gunfire )

( shouting )

( gunfire continues )

All right.
Who else?

Who's with Redeye now?

We don't need
no stinking badges!

Eww. They didn't stink until
you put them on.

Watch out, Mattie.

I am sorry, Zack.

Truly, I am.

It's okay. Right world-view,
wrong world.

You did what
you had to do, kid.

That must have hurt you, Zack,
shooting all those men.

What's it matter
to you, Mattie?

You got what you wanted,
killing for the right reasons.

I hope you're happy.
Goddamn happy.

( muffled scream )

We couldn't bear to
leave you behind, princess.

We like you too much.

( whimpering )

I think you missed a spot.

Got it.

Delicious.

( groaning )

Ooh, that must really hurt.

No, you idiot!

You're standing on my foot!

( sloshing )

Eww!

Look.

Handy, isn't it?

( patrons chattering )

Good to have
the law back in town.

This may sound like
cold comfort,

but your daddy
would have been proud.

Yeah?

Your ma too.

I never knew her.

I did.

Yeah?
What was she like?

She just said
you were a hero.

That makes you Marshall,
if you want the job.

You're empowered
to make me Marshall?

Oh, hell, kiddo, another
two drinks in me,

I'm gonna make you emperor
of the goddamn galaxy.

Well, you're awful quiet.

I have said "thank you."

I have apologized for having
a hand in making you

what you did not wish to be.

Beyond that, I have
nothing to say.

Nothing to say?

Buteo has nothing to say.

Drinks for everyone!

( cheering )

- Except --
- Cancel that!

( groaning )

Your anger at Mattie
was misplaced.

He's right, you know.

He's right, you know.

Is he ever wrong?

- No.
- No.

As you were.

I thought you would
want to know,

I'm about to head out
to the badlands.

What's in the badlands?

Probably Redeye.

That's his favorite hiding
hole whenever he's in trouble.

Someone is going
to die there.

Well, Mr. Psychic, give
Redeye my regards.

What's gonna get him?
Night scorps?

I never know the who
or the how.

Just the when and the where.

You know, I was
a little rough with Mattie.

Maybe I ought to go over
to the general store

and have
a little talk with her.

That is good.

She isn't there.

Where is she?

With the people
I saw escorting her

out of town, I assume.

Out of town?
Where out of town?

The badlands.

Attention, everybody.

Redeye's kidnapped
Miss Mattie.

We're getting a posse
together and going after 'em

to put an end to this
thing once and for all!

( cheering )

Now, he's hiding
in the badlands.

Mr. Gaunt's leading the way.

Who's with me?

( shouts in foreign language )

( crowd muttering )

You guys sure know how
to get 'em all riled up.

( animal howling )

Remember, watch out
for night scorps.

And Redeye.

And nonpayment of debts.

I tend to look at
the big picture.

Look, it's real simple.

We just have to keep a lookout
for anything and everything.

That's all.

You see anything in there
besides your own reflection?

Something big.

But I cannot
quite make it out.

( gunshot )

Hit the deck!

( shouting )

Don't touch me again.

( chuckling )

What are you gonna do?

Poke me to death?

No.

Just give you the finger.

Aw, sweet dreams.

( shouts )

( gunshots )

I'm gonna get around
in back of them.

How are you gonna do that?

Ancient native tactic.

Run like hell.

( gunshots )

I suggest you get
the hell out of here, Zack!

What about Mattie?

We'll send her back
when we're done with her.

( grunts )

I'll slip around this way.

( screams )

Mattie!

She's in deep shit now, boy!

Night scorps might be
scared of all this noise.

But when they smell the blood,
they'll be no stopping them.

( grunting )

Hmm.

Don't you ever point
a finger at me again!

Never cared for
handguns anyway.

( yelling )

No! No! No!

( growling )

( screaming )

( gunshots )

( roaring, screaming )

( gunfire continues )

It's okay.
It's okay.

Is it your leg?

Yes, it's fine.

You know how to reload, Mattie?

Yes.

You'll need this to keep
the night scorps away.

Zack, look, you're out of ammo.
Let him be!

No way, Mattie.
It ends here.

( animal howling )

Oh, shit.

Everybody keeps hurting me!

( whip cracks )

( laughing )

Surprise!

Now, let's see how
you do with max power.

Redeye!

( grunting )

Shit.

Die!

( growling )

How do you like it, boy?

The latest in miniature
energy blasters.

So long, Marshall.

( yelling )

A little slow on the draw.

Like father, like son.

Draconium.

Turnaround's fair play,
isn't it?

How does it feel knowing you
gave up everything you believe?

All your dreams, just
to fight scum like me?

I'm not fighting against you.

I'm fighting for them.

Pretty words.

Unfortunately, your last.

( grunts )

( shouting )

( groans )

Gaunt!

Ah, the hell with it.

( screaming )

( growling )

( whimpering )

( screaming )

What's the matter, Native?

Won't fight back, huh?

I do not hurt women.

Oh, a man with integrity.

I could go for you.

Geronimo!

Ah!

You hurt me!
Even you!

No! No!
Oh, shit!

( yelling )

I am in your debt, Stell.

If there's anything I can do.

Could you lend me a hand?

( screaming )

( grunts )

( growling )

I thought you were only
into funerals and bodies.

There's always bingo.

Feels like it's got the weight
of the world hanging on it.

You wear it well.

You're sure the scorps
ate all of him?

I mean, you know, no pieces
left to regenerate?

Dead sure.

You aren't sorry, are you?

Well, a piece of me died
with him,

but better him and me
than innocent people.

Let's get on out.

Hoss.

Yah!

I hope you all enjoyed our
in-flight movie, Oblivion,

but we ask you to please
remain seated because

your flight to Oblivion
will shortly continue
on into Oblivion.

For those of you
with connecting flights

to other destinations,

I'm sorry, but all flights out
of Oblivion have been canceled.

So you ain't going nowhere
but back to Oblivion.

I hope you all enjoyed your
in-flight movie, Oblivion.

Wait a sec.

Didn't I already say that?

I'm pretty sure I did.

At least I-- I think I did.

How the hell do you think?

I don't think, Sulu.

That is how I keep my job.

And believe you me, you, it's
not as easy as I look, okay?

Lounging on a sofa all day
and night and

watching movies and
drinking out of

these little tiny
liquor bottles.

I can't remember
how many times

I drank myself into Oblivion.

But no matter how much I try,

I cannot seem to be able
to drink my way out.

Oh, well.
I am so shitfaced.

I just want to say that you
guys have been

the best passengers
I have ever had,

and I'm sincerely acting.

Me? I am getting out of town.

Out of town?
Where out of town?

As far away from Oblivion
as I can get.

I've got me a one-way ticket
to unconsciousness,

a magical land with unicorns,
leprechauns, and pixies.

Excuse me.

I am allergic to pixie dust.

It always gives me
a runny nose.

Oh, and-- yeah.

Unpleasant dreams.

( snoring )