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Outstanding, Miller.

You got the frame up on my saloon.

Glad you like it, Mr. Earp.

The whole place is coming along pretty
good.

Anything I can do to help speed things
up?

A few more hands would be nice.

I can stop by the mining camp up in the
mountain if you don't mind some Mexican

and Chinese men working.

I don't mind at all as long as they're
willing to work.

I'll take the trip tomorrow.

Oh, by the way, Judge stopped by to see
you.

He brought someone with him. He'll be
over at the mercantile building. Good.

Very good.

I'm going to go talk to him for a
minute.

Hey, is that a real judge up there?

Oh, what? I just come up here to see how
yous are doing.

What do you think so far?

Well, it looks like something.

Good to see you, Judge. You too, Wyatt.

Who's this fellow?

This is my nephew, Edmund.

Pleased to meet you, Edmund.

Likewise, Mr. Earp.

Wyatt, can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Well, I've been keeping tabs on you, and
you were way down in San Diego, and you

were doing good.

Now what brings you all the way up here?

Living the dream, Judge.

Okay, Wyatt.

Look, San Diego is a way for me to pay
for what I really wanted to do.

Own your own saloon. I get it.

Judge, I'm going to own my own town.

It's almost here.

Wyatt, that sounds like a lot of work.

Oh, come on now. You were in Tombstone.

What do you think it was that held me
and my brothers back?

Um... Cowboys?

There's always going to be a bad element
around.

We expect that.

What held us back was politics.

Answering to the city government, the
county government, and all that

I truly do understand.

Here, I thought that's what you wanted.

Why'd everybody come to the big town
thinking the money's going to be easy

quick?

Most of them get lost into liquor and
women.

And some lose their minds in the opium
dens.

And that's why I want you to be my
justice and peace for my town.

You've got all that experience.

I do have that.

Eben, what do you do?

Well, I was a bank teller back in San
Francisco.

So you're good at counting money.

Yes, sir, I can do that.

So tell me, Eben, have you ever had
somebody come in, put a gun in your

and demand all the money?

Yeah, once or twice I have.

And what did you do?

I gave them the money.

Smart move, isn't it?

We're going to have a lot of money
around here for you to keep in order.

Wyatt, the reason I came up here was to
see when you want us for good.

Well, the plan is to finish this saloon,
then finish up the hotel.

Should take about maybe another two more
months.

Wyatt, I'll be back up here in six
weeks, and I'll check on you.

And then...

I'll be your justice of the peace.

Hey Miller, you knew that girl?

Can't say that I do.

Hey there.

What are you doing out here all by
yourself?

Waiting.

Waiting on who?

My ma and pa.

They're on the train.

There ain't no train that runs through
here.

At least not yet.

Of course there is.

Hey, if you say so.

What's your name?

Martha.

What are you doing, Quentin?

When I was a little boy, I had a sister
named Martha.

Bye -bye, Martha.

Hey, Wyatt.

What do you need?

You know, we could use another shipment
of lumber.

I can check on that tomorrow when I go
up to the camp.

That'd be fine.

Where'd that girl go?

Scare her off?

Yes, sir.

Now, once this town is complete, you are
going to take me on the sheriff,

correct? Absolutely.

You ought to have a good sheriff, an
experienced justice of the peace, and an

honest banker.

It's all coming together, Billy.

What the hell was that?

I can't tell you.

They think there's a rail line around
here.

There is a timber carrier.

It's about 10 miles from here.

We need to find out what this is about.

Well, you know, with the railway coming
through here, that could be a good

thing, seeing how we're trying to build
a town, huh?

Maybe. Maybe not.

They could be troublemakers.

They could be trying to tap into
something they ain't there to tap into.

You know this fella?

I'm guessing you from that black train.

You guessed right.

You got a name?

I'm Emmett Black.

Is that supposed to mean something to
me?

Well, if you've ever seen a storm come
out of nowhere in the middle of the

day... Sure.

Then you know me.

You ever heard of the black train?

I've seen a lot of trains. Most of them
actually are black.

Who are you looking for?

Your name Miller?

It is.

The same Miller that used to be Marshall
and Bakersfield?

The same.

You got a warrant?

Hold on right there.

He asked you about a warrant.

We don't need such things.

You get off my property.

Now, you're a sight to sore eyes.

Sure is good to see you. Likewise, Judge
Parker.

Come on in and have a seat. How you been
doing? Well, doing mighty fine, Judge

Parker. Thank you. Mighty fine.

Uh, that telegram you sent me, there was
something you mentioned about extra

discussion we needed to have.

Yes, sir, Judge Parker. I received a
very unexpected communication all the

from California.

California?

Who from?

Would you believe Wyatt Earp?

Wyatt? Barry Stapp Earp.

I do believe, unless there's other
fellas out there calling themselves

Earp.

Considering the people that Wyatt Earp
runs with, you never can tell.

Hmm. So Mr. Earp's fishing.

Um, so what's he want?

Something about a special assignment.

Very big pay.

Special assignment.

Hmm. I'll bet so. I bet it's a special
assignment.

So special they couldn't get anybody in
California to do it.

You may be right, Mr. Parker.

But I also believe I've got a spot of
vacation coming up. Yeah, you've got a

of vacation time saved up. I don't know
how you do it. You round up these

dangerous individuals and never fire a
shot.

Well, most people on the reservation,
they have a different way of seeing

things. They're not so much in a hurry
to be dead.

Well, that's a potential assignment with
Wyatt Earp. Now, suppose you get all

the way out there and y 'all can't work
things out.

Well, he says he'll cover expenses,
regardless.

Well, that sounds like a fair shake,
but... Now, if you do make the trip, you

think you'll be going through Colorado?

I am planning on it.

Didn't you tell me that when you tried
to serve those warrants on the Salinas

brothers that they hightailed it to
Colorado?

Yes, sir, I did.

I was told they were in the mountains
right past Denver.

Might you consider wrapping that case up
when you're out there?

That would be a good idea, Judge.

Mr. Whitfield, I'm going to say, when I
found out that you and Mason were going

to be the ones working on this
assignment, I was quite pleased.

Thank you, Mr. Rowe.

I don't believe you were working with
the Pinkertons last time we met.

That is correct, Mr. Earp.

When Mason heard that the agency hired
its first female detective, he

telegraphed me immediately.

I believe it took Mr. Pinkerton less
than an hour to reach his decision, once

they received my question.

Makes sense.

Margaret is the best investigative
reporter I've ever worked with.

When I worked with you before, Mr. Earp,
I was employed by the Philadelphia

Enquirer.

So, Mr. Earp, what is the exact nature
of this sign?

Well, what about the black train?

Yes, sir.

Now, I've seen a great many trains in my
travels.

And the majority of those trains look
black.

I don't want to come across as some
crackpot believing in old campfire

Until I sell it myself.

I believe I can follow your thoughts on
that, Mr. Herb.

Every frontier on the border of unknown
territory begins to develop its own

mythology.

Right. And it wasn't until I thought
what I thought that I became concerned.

What exactly did you see, Mr. Herb?

I was in the middle of the town I'm
having built, talking to my construction

foreman. We heard a train whistle close
by, which was strange, because the

nearest train line is ten miles away.

I walked up the hill, and there it was.

So you saw this black train?

Correct.

And there was a gunfight.

Was anyone hurt?

My foreman took a bad hit.

I fired at the intruder.

I looked behind the table, and I laid on
the seat.

And the foreman?

Well, when the smoke cleared, he was
gone.

In what way was he gone?

Gone as in, I was the only one left on
the street.

Mr. Earp, did you happen to be drinking
that day?

No.

Yeah, yeah.

You two probably think I lost my mind
way up here in the middle of nowhere.

From what I've heard, Mr. Earp, this
life train is some newer version of the

story of the journey of the newly
departed.

The Greeks had their ferryman across the
River Styx.

The Bible has Elijah in the sky with his
chariot of fire.

In the west, there's a black train that
transports the soul to heaven or hell.

What would you like the Pinker Days to
do for you on this night?

I will be your beautiful proof this
train exists and we're stationed if at

possible. If it's possible, we will find
it. Shall we interview the crew as

well? That would be a great idea.

All right, Mason. I can take the western
flank of the Rockies if you'll cover

the eastern end.

What's your thinking on this, Mason?

I think you probably had way too much
fire water and passed out in the middle

your town.

Please note, I didn't say probable.

As such, I will personally contact the
tribes on the eastern range.

You mean any of them?

Yeah.

They know the legends of these lands
from a much farther back than you do.

And they may have knowledge that will
help us.

Well, Cherie, I want to thank you for
coming all the way up here.

I hope it wasn't too much of a chore.

Not at all. I like exploring.

I'm glad you want to know why I sent for
you.

Well, your telegram was kind of vague.

Something about a special assignment.

Sure. I'd like to tell you, it's an
honor to have you here.

Come now, you marshaled over 1 ,000
felony arrests?

That number is correct, isn't it? Well,
that number's just the past 2 ,000.

I reckon I'll be retired when I make 3
,000.

How on earth?

You must have never played.

I'm pretty good at what I do.

It seems so.

I was a lawman once.

Of course, my career was nowhere near as
extraordinary as yours.

How long have you been a lawman?

I've been a deputy U .S. Marshal with
the West District of Arkansas since

I took my first law job a year before
that in Wichita.

Wichita can be a rough town.

Yeah, I did. It was rough.

Man, one thing I remember about those
old days, it wasn't a good -paying job.

Mr. Earp, was there another reason you
sent for me besides my arrest totals?

I was also told that you were a good
detective.

I can understand why you give someone
that impression.

Hmm. So what exactly is this assignment?

My construction foreman promised a job
as sheriff once my family opened up.

All right, then.

Train business.

Was there some kind of falling out
between you two?

No.

Well, why'd he leave?

His name's Miller. He was thinking about
a train.

This was a prison train, maybe?

Mr. Reed, there's a hill near my town.

The other side of that hill is where
this train appeared.

I mean, these are details and all,
but... There's a track there.

You almost had me there for a minute,
Mr. Earth.

So, this black train shows up and leaves
with your man, Miller.

That is what I thought.

Something tells me there's more to this
story.

Correct. It was a gunfight.

Between who?

A tall guy with a black Duster. He came
into town and started shooting me and

Miller. So Miller was shot?

I don't know.

I took cover.

There was a lot of shooting.

I went to sleep clear.

Miller was gone.

And what about the man with the black
Duster?

He was gone too, along the train.

Just like that?

Just like that.

Mr. Earp.

I sincerely hope you didn't bring me all
this way to tell me about some ghost

story. Ooh, phantom train coming to take
your soul away.

I'll give you $1 ,000 cash advance.

All right, I'm listening.

The assignment is to find this black
train.

Tell me how to find it.

To do that, I'll give you another $1
,000.

In all total, that's more than what I
make in a year.

I imagine.

What if I don't find it?

You still get your advance.

I don't want you to waste that kind of
money, Mr. Eric.

I must be like a wheelbarrow. Do we have
a deal?

I reckon we do.

I'm Nadie.

Blackfoot.

Mason. Aztec.

Aztec. That's a first for me.

Have a seat.

Can't help notice that Pinkerton badge.

You working for them?

I do.

Things are moving forward a bit, aren't
they?

Slowly but surely, they are.

Pleased to meet you, but seeing you
makes me think of trouble.

Are you hunting someone?

Some thing, actually.

And that is?

A black train.

A black train?

Does this train belong to a railroad
company?

I don't think so.

The engineer is also the owner, I
believe.

What makes you think...

I would know something about this train.

Well, I know the women in the tribe
usually know everything that's going on.

A lot of people are afraid of this
train.

They say it takes people away.

Years ago, a terrible fever swept
through our tribe.

From the settlers, I imagine?

So many people were lost.

We were told that they left on the black
train.

Which way was it going?

Towards the high mountains.

Didn't make any sense.

The tracks ended only a few miles up.

The train, with a load of sick people,
headed up into the mountains.

No, Mason.

These people already died.

Okay.

Spirit story, then.

Ten of our men rode after the train to
find out what happened to our people.

Only one came back.

Did he tell you what happened?

Something very strange happened in those
mountains.

That man came back talking nonsense
about giant locomotives and mountains

moved.

Did his party catch up with the black
train?

They did.

A little town way up in the cold.

The engineer called it Dungeon.

That man that came back, did he still
live around here? Would I be able to

with him?

He was never right in the head after
that.

He died a couple of years ago.

That is a shame.

He did give us directions on how to find
that place.

A map of sorts.

Has anybody tried?

No.

Not from our tribe.

We lost too many people, Mason.

I understand.

If it wouldn't be too much trouble,
would I be able to see this map?

You can.

But only if I can give you a strong
warning.

A warning that I pray that you will
heed.

For your safety and your sanity.

Okay.

It is not wise to sneak up on people out
here.

I have a rifle, and if you cause
trouble, I will hit you in the head.

Sounds like it might hurt.

That would be the intention.

Who are you?

I call myself Preacher Man.

Your occupation is not your name.

Ma 'am, I know these parts pretty well.

I might be able to help you find what
you're looking for.

I'm looking for a train.

Specifically, the black train.

I'm going to guess you're not just
looking for a ride.

What you are looking for is the vessel
of fear and misery that roams these

parts. So you have heard of it?

Well, anybody who's sat around a
campfire with folks has heard of it.

There it is.

I suppose you think you're clever.

I never quite figured that out.

I see by your badge, you're a detective.

Yes, I am employed by the largest
detective agency in California. I am

with the Pinkertons.

This is kind of an odd case for them,
isn't it?

With sufficient remuneration, the
Pinkertons will take on any case.

Sounds like a bounty hunter.

Somewhat, but we don't have to bring
them in dead.

So how many times have you seen this
train?

Come on, now. Who am I talking to here?

Margaret Witchfield, lady detective.

Well, congratulations and all that.

You mean how many times with my own
eyes?

Yes.

Hundreds.

Who runs it?

Man's name, Emmett Black.

He's the engineer, and he's always with
it.

And who does Emmett Black report to?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Can't get into all that.

What I will do for you is recount for
you every single time

I've seen the black train. That I can
remember, if you've got the time.

I am here.

So, uh, what little nugget of wisdom can
we give you?

You two are both engineers.

Yeah, bruh's new riding the rails, yeah.

The Pinkerton Detective Agency has been
hired to find the black train.

Those looks, I guess you know what I'm
talking about.

It, uh, it ain't nothing we talk about.

Ghost stories and all.

So you believe the train is haunted?

We don't think much about it at all.

But both of you have seen it.

Oh, yeah, yeah, we've seen it. Mostly at
night, around switch yards, that type

of thing.

It's going one way, going another.

Can you give me any details?

Not too many. It's always running dark.

Meaning? Meaning it's always running
without its lights.

The only reason we see it is because...

Our headlines was outlining it.

Did you ever see the train in the day?

I saw it once early morning.

I still have nightmares about that.

Why would you have nightmares?

Well, that locomotive was... It was a
mountain.

A kitchen mountain.

Bigger than your locomotive?

Why don't you tell her what you were
doing about the time... you seen the

locomotive?

Well, it may have been about that time
that I was partaking in a good amount of

peyote. I see.

So do you know where this black trade is
stationed?

Well, yeah.

Way up in the mountains.

Played a gold dungeon.

Would you be able to take me there?

Nobody goes there. You ain't got no
business going there yourself.

Can you at least tell me where it is?

I suppose, but there ain't no rail lines
that run through it.

Then how do they station the black train
there?

Don't know, but it's there anyways.

Miss Whitfield, you sent me a telegram.

Yes. What did you find?

I searched the western edge of the rock.
On several occasions, I saw a black

locomotive hauling a handful of yellow
passenger cars.

These were on train lines that the map
described as out of view.

Did you ever see a station?

Once, in a very remote location.

It was most peculiar.

I never saw it loading water, and there
were only two men.

Did you talk to them?

Yes. They were not affiliated with any
known railroad company.

And they said they were looking for him.

Hmm. They don't know who they're looking
for.

Weren't there trains?

The engineer called himself Emmett
Black.

All he would say was that it was his
train and his route.

But I did discover another man who
claimed to know Mr. Black for a very

time.

What was his name?

He would not stay.

He calls himself a preacher man.

But I am not sure of what religion.

Oh, yeah. Those who have been out there
a while, they all know him.

We're trying to track down a train this
week, too. You came very close.

I came closer than you think.

I also tracked down two old railroads.

Yeah, you have, don't you?

Mr. Orff, I do endeavor to locate people
who've been or I have not.

I bet those boys have.

Oh, they did.

And the name of the town where this
train is stationed.

It's called Dungeon.

Apparently spelled D -U -N -J -U -N.

Not a very hospitable name for a town.

Mason, I know the name of that town
peaked your interest.

You know where it is?

I couldn't put you right on the mile,
but pretty close.

Those engineers only had a general
location.

Think you can find it?

After hearing that name?

Yes, I can.

But, uh, but what?

Natives have a different view of the
world than most white folks.

We have holy places.

We have places where you live.

And we have places of death.

Let me guess.

Dungeon is square in the middle of that
place.

So you have been there.

My people have.

What have they done?

That was a long time ago.

They explored.

A lot of them died.

They never went back.

So you wouldn't go there?

No, sir.

I don't think I would.

Would I be seeing this with you?

Yes, I would.

But I would prefer to not go along.

I'll provide whatever security you think
is necessary.

Mr. Earp, I wish you would have told me
the Pinkertons were on this case too.

I figured you might have a different
approach than the Pinkertons.

Did they find the train?

They found the exact location of the
train.

Nick says ride in there and put your
eyeballs on it.

I guess you won't be needing me then.

One of the Pinkertons is a native. He
refused to go anywhere near the

Guess this old ghost story scared them
off.

The other Pinkerton detective is a
woman.

She's strong -minded and strong -willed,
but she refused to ride in alone.

Send her on the rails, then.

There's no access.

I need you to ride with her for
security.

Get her back safe, and I'll give you the
other $1 ,000.

I'll do it.

Martin, I honestly don't know what
you're getting into.

I don't see how you would, having never
been there.

There's something else.

You see, the day the train took Miller,
I saw something else.

Something I can't get out of my head.

What was that?

I saw a little girl sitting on the
bench.

I told her she needed to run along. She
hoped not to be out there by herself.

So she left.

What's so unusual about that?

Mark, she was my sister.

Your sister?

She's been dead for years, decades.

Are you sure?

Once you get to where this train is
stationed in the Rockies, then you're

convinced that it's the right train.

Yeah?

This can never be repeated anywhere, no
matter what.

I want you to force the town.

Wait, what?

What if there's other people there?

Look, once you identify the train, you
can make your decision.

I ain't asking you to kill everybody.

Just destroy the town and the train.

Look.

I'll get you a Pinkerton lady there and
back. But the other part about this

whole... If you get the last part done,
you'll leave here for $5 ,000.

I've got a feeling inside that if I
don't destroy this train, it's going to

destroy me.

What time did Emmett say he'd be back?

Gus, you know he never tells us the
time, just the date.

So what was the date again?

I can't remember.

So what's the point of telling you if
you can't remember?

Now, Rose, why can't you just tell him?
Can't you see he's getting agitated?

Shut your trap, Jim.

Nobody asked you, did they?

Don't push her, fellas.

Why not?

There's only form of entertainment
around here.

Town of Dungeon.

No train.

That must be the saloon.

Someone in there will know what's going
on. But you'd better go in alone.

I'll be the watchman.

How long have you been a marshal?

About 16 years, give or take.

Someone might recognize you. I'll go in
and ask around.

Might be a while.

Am I interrupting something?

You just get off the train?

No, I rode.

Now you see, you see there? We can
leave. We don't have to wait for Emmett

his damn train.

Jim, you have to wait for Emmett.

Would that be Emmett Black?

Who are you?

What is your business with Emmett?

My name is Margaret Whitfield.

I'd like to ask him a few questions.

She sounds like the law.

No.

I'm an investigator.

You're taking a big risk being here,
lady.

I hope not. I don't mean to cause any
trouble.

So why do they call you Russell and Jim?

It's funny you should ask that,
Detective.

What brings a Pinkerton down here?

I'd like to know about this place.

Who's here? Why they're here? What are
they doing?

Well, you're in the right place to find
out.

I suppose you want to learn about me,
don't you?

Mm -hmm. See, I rustled cattle, sheep,
goats, all across the Southwest.

Hundreds, thousands ahead.

Took them, moved them all over.

Three of your buddies decided to follow
me one day.

They followed me, all right.

Right off the edge of that cliff.

I don't know how, but I woke up here.

Seems as good a place as any to pass the
time.

So you came here on the black train?

A man picked me up.

Said he could take me here.

Said I didn't have to pay my debts.

Said it'd be a place to stay for a
while.

He lied to me. He said the whiskey was
good. He said there was work.

And I've been sitting here dealing with
these insufferable bar staff.

Uh -huh.

Longer than I care to remember.

And bad whiskey and you're drinking it
anyway.

Not much else to do.

You'll see.

So you did not see anything of those
agents that you somehow ran off with?

No. I don't see them here.

The wrestler over there has been here
longer than me.

And the gambler came after you?

Correct.

Do you expect the rustler to leave ahead
of you?

I would hope so.

Sounds like you don't like him.

He just keeps rambling and rambling
about all his rustling.

And you would rather keep to yourself?

In this environment, I would much rather
keep to myself.

I understand that.

How did you end up operating this place?

It's a partnership.

With you and Mr. Black?

Myself and Iris.

And this is all yours, then?

It belongs to Mr.

Black, just like everything here.

Of course.

How did you wind up here?

I'm sure the Lady Pinkerton would like
to know.

I would.

I was married once.

Once? Mm -hmm.

He was a woodsman.

Mm -hmm. Done me wrong.

What did you do?

So I skinned him with his own hunting
knife. Made myself a purse.

I bet you got more than a purse out of
that.

I got an entire luggage set.

And you obviously have some survival
skills.

I do.

Where did you go with that luggage and
that hunting knife?

Out west, wherever west was then.

And what is your story?

Well, I came from out east.

I used to help with an orphanage.

An orphanage? Like all the abandoned
unwanted children. I've written about

them. Yes.

Conditions are pretty bad. Right.

Haven't changed since Dickens.

It was absolutely horrific conditions
and a miserable place to be for all

involved. Of course.

I had been there forever.

So you were one of the operators.

Right.

So you were part of the situation that
was very

disadvantageous for the young 'uns.

Yeah, I chose to burn it down.

Really?

So the children burned as well.

Unfortunately. And that was your
intention.

How did you expect to burn it down
without burning the children?

Well, I was to be executed.

I was brought here, whatever you want to
call that.

Emmett Black came and swooped me over to
his train.

And he brought you here?

Yes.

That's why we're all sitting at separate
tables.

None of us trust each other.

Why not?

Look around.

Is there anyone here that would be
trustworthy?

If everyone rides the same train to the
same destination and there are no

distinctions made on behavior or class
or wealth or any

of the usual standards, then perhaps
this is a true place of equality.

We're all waiting for Mr. Black.

In that respect, everyone in here is
equal.

Is that Mr. Black?

I would hope so, seeing as his train is
the only one that makes it up here.

Do you think he would be willing to talk
to me?

He'll talk to you.

Come on, now.

Mr. Black.

That's correct.

I'm Margaret Whitfield with the
Pinkerton Detective Agency.

I've seen you.

Have you?

May I ask where?

All up and down the range.

You seem to get around.

You have a good eye.

I thought you was aiming some type of
weapon.

No.

Only if I was.

All right, Detective.

What was you talking to the people in
the other room about?

How long they've been here. How they got
here.

Small talk while I was waiting for you.

So what you want to ask me?

Mr. Black.

You have horn -swabbled a lot of people
into believing that you and your train

are phantoms that roam the West.

You've become the P .P. Barnum of the
Rockies.

What do you mean by that?

Are you evil in it?

I got a job to do, and I do it.

Doing your duty?

Wyatt Earp says you were shooting at
him.

Hmm. Sometimes you've got to get
people's attention.

So you really don't believe in me, do
you?

You have crafted an extremely elaborate
hoax.

I very much admire the ingenuity, but I
would like to ascertain the truth.

You know what?

Please tell me.

I have met you before.

Way back.

I very much doubt that.

Yeah, yeah.

That was in Philadelphia.

You were just a little thing, Magpie.

Where did you hear my childhood
nickname?

I knew, but I wasn't looking for you.

I was looking for your sister.

Your sister's name was Tabitha.

Or it'll be anything.

I think it was Typhoid, wasn't it?

Well then, I'm going to have to be
headed out in a little bit.

It was a pleasure talking to you.

Where did she...

She was only with me for a little while.

Good. Thought you might have gone on
vacation or something.

I acquired quite a bit of useful
information.

Is that our train?

I'm sure it is.

Then it's best if we move on out of
here.

You up for another ride? We need to
leave this place now.

Mason, I figured you'd be gone by now.

I just stopped in and said goodbye.

Have me sign some papers for the agency,
I suppose.

Marshal, I believe we're square.

Yes, we are. Now, someone told me
there'd be a fine dinner tonight.

And I figured I would just have
something to eat before I head out. Yep,

yourself. I set up in the saloon.

Kind of eat when you get ready to kind
of thing.

See? I knew there was a reason I hung
around.

Well, this certainly was a different
assignment, Mr. Irv.

I imagine it will.

If you ever need me, I'm sure I can make
myself available.

It was a pleasure meeting you, Marshal.

Ma 'am, likewise.

If my travels ever take me to Arkansas,
I will look you up.

Well, please do. I'm sure my wife would
love to meet you, as long as I tell her

of all the things that took place here
today.

You think she'll believe it?

Well, let's just say she's going to have
additional questions.

Why don't you all help yourself?

I'll be with you shortly.

Well, hello, Wyatt.

Judge? Nathan?

Everything looks pretty good.

Except where are you going to bunk us
tonight? In that hotel?

Just next.

Right after the saloon.

It's almost finished.

Well, I imagine you know what you're
doing.

Anybody seen my brother Virgil around?

He's supposed to be getting in today.

How long has it been?

Too long.

Of course, I'm only here for the food.

Long ride.

Well, help yourself. Just sit up in the
saloon. I'll be there in a bit.

Hello there.

Haven't seen you around.

I ain't never been here before.

What's your name?

Jesse. Jesse?

Jesse what?

James.

Pretending to be outlaws. That's a fun
game, isn't it? I ain't no outlaw,

mister. Whoa, whoa, now. I didn't say
you were.

That was my daddy.

I reckon old Jesse James got killed, oh,
20 years ago.

Well, you better run on home now.

Ma's probably worried about you.

Okay.

Thank you.

Augustus Deacon.

I remember you. Okay.

I guess it's good I'm memorable.

You remember this fella from San
Francisco, Nathan?

No, I don't. But I already don't like
him.

That's not to talk rough about people
you don't even know, boy.

Don't flinch, Nathan.

This rattlesnake's dangerous.

I got nothing to guess.

What you doing here, Shanita?

Trying to stay alive, Bobby.

Yeah, you're going to need this.

What you know, Maxwell?

They shot the judge.

Killed Nathan, too.

They killed the judge?

Yeah, they knew each other before.

What do you see?

Two of their guns coming down the
street. Going to be some killing.

Bye.

What's Emmett doing?

What's that in his hand?

Looks like a book.

Come on out where I can see you better.

All together on three.

One, two, three.

Where's that other Pinkerton?

I saw him run off.

Not his time either.

It's got to be somebody's.

I'm very bad, Wyatt. Don't move me. Come
on now.

Y 'all are pissing me off. They don't
know what they're doing.

Here's Whitfield.

What are you doing?

Should have killed her back in dungeon.

Instead, here we are.

Let's see.

Whitefield. Hmm.

This is unusual.

The book says it can go either way.

Well, I guess it's my choice.

Looks like you're about gone.

Finish it, Emmett.

Dead man!

I gotta know.

What happened?

Don't worry, Wyatt.

It ain't your time.

You won't see me for a long, long time.

Looks like Emmett has a plan.

There's a plan for everything.

Make no mistake.

We will meet again.

Well, now tell me, how was it to work
with Wyatt Earp?

Judge, I believe he was scared.

Scared? Scared of what?

The unknown.

I'm thinking.

Well, we all got to deal with that
sometime.

I must say, it's good to be home.

You mean to tell me Wyatt Earp didn't
try to get you to stay on permanently

him? He might have hinted.

But I promised you I'd be back.

Yeah, you did, and I appreciate you
following up on that.

I wouldn't bring this up, but I got an
interesting telegram from Texas while

were gone.

From Texas, you say?

From Judge that handles the East Texas
District, right across the state line.

That would be Judge Wheeler. Yeah, he's
a friend of mine, and he's a good man.

So let me guess where this line of
conversation is headed.

Oh, hell, I'm having some of this.
You've got to let me finish this.

Charles tells me you put an inquiry in
wanting to know if he had a position

this one, but over in his district.

Well, now, Judge, it was just an
inquiry.

It just gets the gears up here turning.

Bass, you've been with me for 16 years.

During that time, I've never been
disappointed.

I've always been impressed.

with your abilities, your
professionalism, and your performance.

And I appreciate that.

Yeah, I even turned a blind eye to that
whiskey delivery business you had going

there on the reservation.

So what are you looking for, Marshal?

Judge, I was looking for a good payday.
And you got that?

I did.

All right, then.

Let's get to work.

All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

I'll pick you up at 8 o 'clock in the
morning and take you to the set, Mr.

That'll be fine.

Good night, sir.

Well, if it isn't my old friend, Mr.
Black.

What was your first name?

Emmett.

It's good to see you, Mr. Emmett.

I doubt that.

What can I do for you, sir?

Time to go.

Mr. Black, please give me just a little
while longer.

I'm not quite ready.

Get your affairs in order.

I'll be back this evening.

Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Black.
I'll be ready.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our debt, and forgive our
debtors.

May it not end in temptation, but
deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Where we headed, Mr. Black?

I don't do the judging.

I just do the delivering.

Have a day.