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Way to go, Jimmy!

oh my god

Long ride?

Yeah.

From the look of you, I'd say you've earned more comfort than that.

You've got some nice rooms upstairs.

Appreciate it. Food and drinks are all we want.

Some real friendly ladies, too.

That's a peace and quiet for you.

Let me know if you change your mind.

I don't want no trouble here, mister.

Neither do I. Ain't right what you done to him, leaving with his hands like

that. Ain't civilized.

What's the matter with you, Hickok? You deaf?

No, just hungry.

Hungry?

I thought chickens only ate feed.

I feel funny now. I feel mine. I'd appreciate it if you left.

We can do our business in the street or right here.

It makes no difference to me.

I'll be right out.

Trade for it again.

This drought's killing me. Well, okay, Luke, but this can't go on forever. No,

no.

Same terms.

30 days.

You gonna give me a chance to buy it back?

Not for that.

I got way more watches than I'll ever use already.

Guess I could do it for the locket, though.

Give it to him.

It was my mama's. You can't just trade it away.

Laura, you're just a memory now.

I gotta eat. I can't. I won't.

This is the only thing I heard as I got left.

Uh, maybe I could use that watch after all. I ain't looking for charity.

Now, give it to me.

We don't need to be doing this.

What are you looking at?

Huh?

Get out of here!

Leave us alone!

Mister, I'm sorry.

She ran out of nowhere. There was nothing I could have done.

She never hurt nobody.

Why do you have to kill her?

Why? Back off. Leave him be.

He just came out of nowhere. I've already been told that by people who

saw. I want you out of here.

Wyatt, you know what happened. Look, because of that, I don't lock you up.

But I ain't looking for you to get backshot either. At least not today.

Now get out of here and don't show your face in Benton again.

You can do a business in the street, or right here.

This gun sound is a claim to fame.

I can hear them say, heck, bad company.

I wasn't nice.

Bad company till the day.

Till the day I die.

Well, finally happened.

What? We all getting ready? No, better than that. I finally got a letter about

that reporter Russell Majors and Waddell is sending out to document our way of

life.

What's it say?

Well, I'll tell you, it seems that Mr.

Russell feels that the good folks back east should, and I quote, be made aware

of the hardships and sacrifices your boys and girl

face on a daily basis in the tireless service of their country.

Well, that sounds good to me, Teaspoon. Of course, no, Mr. Russell, as I do, I

suspect his mind is less on documenting and more on publicizing.

What's that, Teaspoon?

Publicity, well, you might say that's what folks do when they want to draw

attention to something.

You mean like when that Marcus fella wrote that book about Jimmy?

Yeah, kind of.

Why would anyone want to do something like that?

Well, it ain't all bad, Lou.

Well, it's for Jimmy.

That's because the things Marcus said wasn't the truth.

And publicity is the truth.

Yeah, sort of.

Stretched a bit, but not so as to take your head off.

I knew a hangman once.

Said the same thing about his rope

Excuse me.

You at the express office?

Yes, ma'am.

Jennifer Walker, New York Dispatch. You must be the pride of Russell Majors and

Waddell.

Well, that'd be us.

William F. Cody.

At your service.

Pleasure.

Oh, and this here is my associate, Mr.

Kidd. The Kidd. Pleased to meet you, ma'am. The Kidd.

Oh, and this is our other associate, Ike McSwain.

Happy to meet you, Ike. What was it...

Mick Swain. Ike doesn't talk.

Every reporter's nightmare.

You don't understand. I can't talk.

Oh, you... Excuse me.

That stagecoach you just came in on looks exactly like one I encountered a

little while back, just before it was attacked by a gang of bloodthirsty

bandits who set on nothing but larceny and destruction.

All 12.

Really? There were a dozen, huh?

More or less. Of course, it's hard to tell when the bullets start flying.

Well, I had no idea that riding for the express held so many dangers.

Oh, in today's work.

No, sirree.

You wouldn't have wanted to be there that day, believe you me.

It was a truly terrible sight to behold.

He must have stood... well over ten feet tall.

I'm serious.

No kidding.

While the ground even shook when he let out the most blood-curdling roar I ever

heard. It was right then I figured I had dinner written all over me.

But somehow, miraculously, you lived to tell the tale.

To this day, I still can't figure out why.

It must have been because I helped him get out of that hole in the ground.

Anyways, he returned the favor later when this bushwhacker got the drop on

me. Thought I was dead.

So what happened?

Well, it turns out the bushwhacker had dinner written all over him instead.

So anyways, to make a long story short, when it was all said and done, me and

that bear, we parted the best of friends.

Wow, that's an amazing adventure, William.

Yeah.

One doesn't run into many men of your ilk back east.

Well, thank you.

I think you're kind of special too, Jennifer.

You all right?

Yeah. Why?

I thought you were riding in here like a bat out of hell.

Something you wanted, Lou?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah. Um... I just, uh... I wanted to thank you.

About what you... You told the kid about...

So you two finally did some dancing.

My dear.

Jimmy?

Did you talk to that reporter?

What reporter?

Excuse me, Noah. Could I talk to you for a minute?

I was just curious how it was for you here.

being freeborn black man out west the rest of the country torn apart by the

question of slavery what's so funny you

ain't interested in me lady oh the pony express for that matter of course i am

why else would i be all the way out here oh you got a reason and her name is

jennifer walker there's a story here that'll get her noticed my guess is

you'll find it in fact

You probably done figured out already by now that the only story worth telling is

the one about Wild Bill Hickok.

It's ridiculous.

There's seven of you. He's only one man.

You can say that to the cow chips turned to gold. I know different.

Well, I certainly didn't expect this from you, of all people.

Out of anybody here, you should know what it's like to be born with a weight

around your neck. What, now you're trying to tell me that we share the same

skin color?

Of course not, but I'm a woman in a man's world. Look, I worked my tail off

to earn this job.

You want to know my reward?

I get sent out here to the middle of nowhere to do some stupid story because

my boss owes a favor to Russell Majors and Waddell.

You're breaking my heart.

I said whiskey.

Are you gonna give me a hard time, or are you gonna get me the drink?

There you are.

Leave the bottle.

Yes, sir.

I better get my eyes checked.

Well, I must be seeing things.

What do you want, kid?

Are you forgetting the company rules about drinking?

Nope.

I'm sorry if that reporter's being here stirring up old demons, but this ain't

the way to handle it.

You don't want to disappoint Russell Majors and Mondale, do you? That ain't

what I'm talking about.

Could have fooled me.

Come on, let's get out of here.

I'm gonna leave when I'm good and ready.

Now, kid, why don't you go outside?

Girlfriend's waiting for you.

Go outside and play, maybe do a little dancing. Back off, Jimmy.

Sorry.

That reporter will be gone in a couple of days. You'd want to talk to her.

Don't talk to her. Just stay away from her.

She ain't going to find any answers in here.

What's with Jimmy?

I don't know. He ain't acting like himself.

He just got back from Benton, didn't he? Mm-hmm.

Something must have happened.

I didn't have a wrong schedule for a couple days. I could go find out.

Take Katie.

She's rested.

If you leave now, you can make it before dark.

You gonna let me ride your horse?

Careful, Lou.

So, do you go into town very often for supplies?

On occasion.

Is there something I can help you with?

Yes, actually.

I was wondering about Jimmy Hickok.

I figured as much.

Can you answer some questions for me?

As long as they're about me or what we do, I can't speak for anybody.

You can't.

You won't.

What is it with you people? I am just trying to do my job here, and you're

making it impossible for me to do it. Didn't the company tell you to cooperate

with me?

Cooperate, not gossip.

Believe me, I'm not interested in any half-truths or unfounded reputations.

I'm just trying to write about you and your life here. Is that so terrible?

Besides, I was just interested in that silver gun of his.

I've never seen one like it.

Mr. Tompkins at the store said he's got another one just like it. Is that true?

Tompkins talks too much.

But why doesn't he wear it?

Come on.

I've got to go help.

But... Fix a fence. Excuse me.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm Jennifer Walker.

Yeah, I know who you are.

Why don't you do us both a favor and get out?

Look, I'm real sorry about this.

I know it sounds crazy, but I'm just trying to do my job.

Well, if your job's going through people's things, you ought to get a new

one. Believe me, it isn't.

I'm here to help Russell, Majors, and Waddell by writing a story about you.

About all of you.

Your friends aren't making it very easy on me. Well, I'm really sorry to hear

that now, if you don't mind.

Look, I'm not like him.

I just want you to know that.

Like who?

Marcus. The man that wrote the book about you.

I don't write fiction. I don't make things up.

It's the truth I'm after.

I won't blame you for not believing me. The truth, huh?

Well, if you find it, you'd be sure to let me know.

Where are you going?

Jimmy, what's wrong?

You know, whatever it is, you can talk to me. It's too late for talking.

Well, you can't just leave. Why not?

All I ever end up doing is bringing people trouble and pain anyway.

What are you talking about? That isn't true, and you know it. Not true, huh?

You want to know the truth, Rachel? The truth is, for too long, I've been

pretending to be something I ain't.

I don't see the point in fighting it anymore.

Jimmy. I know how you feel. I spent a lot of time running myself.

But you got a home here and people who care about you. All the more reason to

leave and get out of here.

Jimmy!

He didn't know where he was going?

If he does, he's not telling.

What the hell's going on with him?

Think it's got something to do with that reporter?

I don't know.

Maybe the kid's got the right idea.

Something must have happened in Benton.

The writer's coming.

Looks like Lou.

She's going back so soon.

Whoa! Hey!

I had a fella coming from Benton on my way out of town.

He told me what happened.

Jimmy killed a woman.

He did what?

It was an accident.

Some drifter forced him into a gunfight, and the woman ran out into the street

right into his line of fire.

It wasn't Jimmy's fault.

Oh, Lord, no wonder.

We gotta go after him.

Now, hold on a minute. You can't just drop everything every time Hickok gets

himself in trouble.

What are you worried about, Teaspoon, that reporter?

This is Jimmy. I know that.

Lord knows how I feel about him, but there's...

There's just something about Hickok that's... I don't know, bigger than

life. If I was superstitious, which I am, I'd call it destiny.

But whatever the hell it is, all I know is we can't keep protecting him from it,

because sooner or later he's gonna have to face it.

And it ain't the kind of thing... the man ever beats.

Not in this life, anyways.

What are we supposed to do, Teaspoon? I ain't gonna just sit here.

Me neither.

I know that.

You two go get him. Stay out of his line of fire.

What do you want to do?

Close my eyes, hope she goes away. You tried that already.

Let's not make it too easy on her. Come on.

Let's go.

Wait!

Get back!

Come back here!

Great.

Lord, am I glad to see you.

Can't say the feeling's mutual.

Don't know about back east, but down this way, people try to stay on the

wagon.

Wilson, she don't know how to ride it, kid. Maybe we ought to take it.

Walk her, do her good. You can't be serious.

What about the rattlers, Noah?

I don't think that should be a problem. I mean, they don't usually attack their

own.

All right, I guess I deserve that.

Listen, if it makes any difference, I'm sorry. Get on it.

We don't much like what you're doing, but since you made it this far, you'll

be safe with us.

We're gonna have to make some time.

Especially if these tracks keep headed toward Regrets.

Regrets? It's the most lawless town in the territory.

Nobody goes there unless they're looking for trouble.

We're running from it.

Harry.

Destiny is a rising sun

That's why they call me-

Man, you're sorry, boy.

What's that?

I can't hear you.

Give me a minute.

Because I never forget a face.

I know.

You're one of the express riders out of Sweetwater.

My name's Angel.

I worked at the Wild Horse Saloon last year.

You don't know me, do you?

Come on, let's get you upstairs.

You can sleep it off some.

Why are you

doing this for me?

You really don't remember me, do you?

There was some trouble one night at the Wild Horse.

Saddle tramp with a broken bottle.

Thought I was his missus.

Guess I didn't have much of a marriage.

You and your friends, you saved my life.

Sleep tight.

It cannot be that bad.

Take our word for it. It is. If you're trying to scare me, it won't work. Seems

to me it already has.

Look, I don't like this any more than you fellas do, but my story is in that

town. Story's no good if the reporter ain't alive to tell it.

I'll take my chances.

Like hell you will. Look, lady, I got news for you. When we head into town

tomorrow, you stand right here.

Here? Yeah.

Don't worry.

We'll leave you some food, canteen, and a rifle. If we're not back in 24 hours,

you head straight back to Sweetwater and get some help. You understand?

You expect me to sit here while you guys ride off? That's right, we do.

And you will.

Shut up and go to sleep.

But how am I... Good night.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Walking an awful few, man.

Got any money, mister?

We really need it.

I'm sorry.

I'm all cleaned out.

Please? My little sister needs new shoes.

You know, you don't look so good, stranger.

That's right.

Maybe I ought to lie down.

Get off me! Hey, look at that gun!

Never mind about that gun.

If I was you, I'd be worried about this one. We weren't doing anything.

Angel. I don't want to hear it.

From now on, you're on your own.

All right, that's enough.

Hey,

I'm talking to you.

Anybody gonna do something about that?

Yeah.

You just pull in?

Yeah.

Well, in case you haven't noticed by now, we have our own law around here.

Yeah. It boils down to this.

Don't bring in trouble from the outside.

Don't shoot anybody in the back.

And don't get involved in other folks' business.

Other than that, you can do whatever the hell you want.

Any questions?

Yeah, just one.

What do I got to do, go about wearing that thing?

Well, that depends who's asking.

Hickok.

Wild Bill Hickok.

Hello, Mr. Hickok.

Wear it in good health.

Morning, Sheriff.

I could have taken care of this for you.

Well, seeing how you just pinned on the badge, I thought we'd take care of it

ourselves.

We don't like wasting time here.

Get him out of here.

Yeah.

Nothing I take pleasure in.

I assure you I have far more profitable ways to spend my time.

Good day, Sheriff.

Good day.

A figure at a church in a place like this. Where would one be more needed?

A preacher and an undertaker, too.

Also a matter of need.

Why are you following me?

Just curious.

You see, there's only one reason to pin on a badge in a place like this.

But don't worry.

If it's an untimely passing you seek, I lack the power to sway you from your

path.

I'm sure you have reasons.

Every soul whose destiny leads them to regrets has reasons.

Far be it from a simple shepherd like me to question them.

I'm real relieved to hear that.

If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I've a small favor to ask.

Believe it or not, this was once a lovely place to live.

I believe you have the power to return it to that time of serenity, or at least

to reduce our scourge of vermin before you depart.

It would be the Lord's work certain to earn you final redemption.

It's too late for that.

Jimmy! What's that you're wearing?

I don't believe it. A man rides straight into hell, first thing he does is grab a

pitchfork and strap on a pair of horns.

What do you want?

Heard what happened in Benton.

I'm sorry.

So? This ain't your kind of place, Jimmy. You gotta get out of here.

That's where you're wrong, Noah.

This here's one place I do belong.

Now, if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you rode out of here and forgot

you ever knew me.

Take her with you.

Hi.

You know, four... Porter, you sure don't listen too good.

Look, I told you before, my job is here. It's not back there.

All right, just remember something. We're here to look out for Jimmy, not

for you.

So stay out of trouble, you understand?

Yeah.

You coming?

Thought you didn't want me around.

We don't.

But since you're here, we best keep an eye on you.

Stay close.

Ain't you gonna do something about that, Sheriff?

Nope.

I hear tell that you're Wild Bill Hickok.

That right?

Pretty fancy rig you got there.

You know how to use them?

On the count of three.

One.

Two.

Thought I told you two to get out of here.

Takes a lot of work to stay alive in this town.

Especially if you don't want to.

Sit.

He's trying to tell me something.

It happened in Bidden. It wasn't your fault, Jimmy.

You mean if I wasn't Wild Bill Hickok, it wouldn't have happened?

Nobody can answer that, but that ain't the point. Then what is the point? Does

somebody want to tell me that?

It was an accident, Jimmy.

Those things happen.

I never know why, but they just do.

What about all those other times I just happened to?

What about all the others?

They knew what they were doing.

You never shot anybody in the back.

Whether they were for you or against you, it was their choice.

I'll accept that woman.

What choice did she have?

No, I never went chasing for trouble.

It's like somebody came and carved out my whole life, like I got no say in the

matter.

Well, if all I'm doing is living by the gun, then this is a good place, isn't

it?

To end it.

Maybe better.

That's crazy talk, Jimmy, and you know it. Is it?

You ought to listen to yourself sometime, Noah.

Ain't you the one who said he was born to hang? Yeah, well, at least I don't go

sticking my head in the noose and kicking over the chair.

Hickok!

What?

Hickok!

It's the woman's husband.

Killing her husband ain't gonna help you forget shooting his wife.

Let me go, kid.

You killed my wife.

Want to do something about that? Go ahead.

Jimmy!

Don't do it.

Stay out of it, kid.

Come on.

What are you waiting for?

I killed her.

I killed my own wife.

What are you talking about?

It was my shot.

If I hadn't yelled at her, if I hadn't hit her,

if I hadn't make her run out there, oh God.

You didn't kill her.

You both did.

Maybe even that gunman who called me out let me in, too.

I'm sorry, mister.

I'm so sorry.

I gotta get out of here.

If I may offer a few words of advice, trust in the Lord and keep your back

from the door.

I remember that.

That was Wild Bill Hickok.

You look so tough.