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I suppose I ought to thank you.

Oh, yeah, how's that?

Had a nice stretch of rope here set aside

for old Gray Wolf over there.

Oh, is that who that is?

I guess it's got your name on it now.

Well, that's one hell of a way to say thank you.

It's me.

-I'm here. -Where's your horse?

Uh, it ran off when the shooting started.

Look yonder. That's Gray Wolf.

-What about Laredo? -Laredo?

I hear it's real pretty this time of year.

Don't get smart.

How come Laredo's gang is chasing after you?

It's the darnedest thing, Marshal.

I was reading my scriptures this morning,

around my fire while my beans was cooking,

and someone started shooting at me from behind.

So I shot back, in self-defense, of course.

But I never really did get a good look at the fellas.

It might have just been a big misunderstanding.

-Self-defense. -That's right.

Shame there weren't no witnesses.

I guess the jury's just going to have to take my word for it.

Which scriptures?

What's that?

Which scriptures were you reading

when they started shooting at you from behind?

You know, the one about the wine.

Well, that sounds like a lie.

Laredo's a very bad man, Quirt.

Every day he runs loose, innocent people get hurt.

Oh, I know. I'm one of them.

Yeah, you don't care about anybody

but yourself, though, do you?

You know, I want to, Marshal, I really do.

But in my experience, if I ain't looking out for me,

ain't nobody else going to.

Can you ride?

-Yes, sir. -Come with us.

- No, let him go. - Let him go?

He's right, we don't have a case against him.

Step up on Gray Wolf's horse back there.

You know, Quirt, there's a natural order in this world.

Sooner or later, every man gets exactly what he deserves.

That's what I care about.

Well, I hope all your dreams come true, Marshal.

But I do have one question for you.

If you're planning on stringing me up anyway,

why'd you bother saving me right now?

I decide when your time is up.

Today ain't your day.

Looky there.

Confederate gold.

You think this is the gold the Laredo gang stole

off the Santa Fe line last week?

I do.

Pack it up.

We're gonna arrest Quirt now if we can catch up with him.

No, we'll let him go.

Might be able to get him and Laredo both.

- Bang, bang! - Johnny.

Fetch me two buckets of water.

Oh, Ma, I already fetched two this morning.

-Can't Penny do it? -Hey.

You'll fetch as many as I ask you to.

Where is your sister anyway?

I don't know, but I bet I can guess.

Shh, it's okay. Good boy.

It's okay.

Shh.

Shh.

Yeah. There you go.

Okay.

Okay.

Come on.

All right. It's okay.

At some point, you're gonna have to earn

your keep around here.

You be nice, all right?

-Hello, Penelope. -Good morning, Nelson.

Brought you some of that maple sugar you like.

Oh, well, thank you.

Hmm.

So you're still training that wild stallion?

-What's his name? -Uh, I haven't named him yet.

No name, huh?

What do you say, fella? You ready to pull a plow yet?

Oh.

He's got too much spirit, this one.

You ought to get him fixed, I think, you know?

Turn him into a nice gelding, something you can...

something you can depend on.

Yeah, well, I think I'd prefer to keep his spirit intact.

Penny?

Oh.

Um...

My mother would like to invite you to lunch.

Oh.

-Well, today or-- -Yes.

-Oh. -Well, only if it's convenient.

Oh, well, uh, will your grandmother be joining?

Nana? Yes, of course.

Right.

She doesn't like me much.

-That's not true. -Nope.

She told me, "I don't like you much."

Oh.

Maybe some other time?

Okay.

I'll look for you at service.

Step up.

He's not coming to lunch.

Did you not invite Nelson to lunch?

He didn't want to stay, 'cause Nana says she doesn't like him.

What? Ma wouldn't say that.

Right, Ma?

I can't remember every boring conversation

I've had with the boy.

Could have had more fun with a fence post.

Mother, what is your old wedding dress doing here?

Oh. That, I just... airing it out.

-It's bait, is what it is. -Ma.

Oh, all right. So I wanted Nelson to see it.

And if he happened to picture you in that dress,

what's the harm in that?

Some men need a little push.

Especially the shy ones.

Eh, you mean boring.

Where do you want the water?

In the pot there, and fetch two more.

Aw, heck.

All I'm saying is, we need to be practical here.

Nelson is a reliable young man from a nice family

who has shown an interest in Penny.

And heaven knows we could use the help around here.

Is that what Penny wants?

A boring man to plow the fields?

Penny wants what's best for the family.

And Nelson is not boring.

Penny, you don't think that Nelson is boring, do you?

Well...

he brought me a bag of sugar.

Oh.

That is exciting.

Oh, dear.

Well, I don't care who Penny marries,

as long as he can fetch the water.

Hmm.

Why, thank you, Johnny.

You have all of the gentlemanly manners of an old billy goat.

Well, she's not gonna get a man with that attitude.

If you got another plan for me...

now would be a really good time to show it.

Holy smokes!

Johnny, wait!

No! Please! Please, stop!

No! I'm sorry!

Shh, it's okay.

It's okay.

- Shh. - Almost got it.

There.

Holy smokes.

Who do you suppose put that in him?

Who knows, son?

But something in my gut tells me he might have had it coming.

Listen, Miss Worth.

I don't feel right about leaving you women here

in the house with a strange man.

Would you happen to have a male relative

who could stay with you till he wakes up?

Male relatives?

I'm afraid not.

Death usually comes early for the Worth men.

Probably because of the Worth women.

How about I just drop him off at the local inn, you know?

Until he wakes up.

The local inn? That filthy place?

Penny's right.

You might as well smother the poor boy with a pillow now.

Poor boy?

Look at all those knife and bullet scars on him.

Well, I probably could have saved more lives

if I left that bullet inside him.

What a thing to say.

From you, of all people.

I'm a doctor, Miss Worth.

Not a monk.

I like to face reality.

Well, the reality is if you drop him at the inn,

he will die.

Isn't that right, Doctor?

I'd assume so.

It doesn't feel like a very Christian thing to--

Johnny Worth!

Oh, I don't--

Ma, what do you think?

Well, the doctor is right.

The safest thing to do would be to send this man away.

But where's the excitement in that?

Hey.

Shh. It's just the wind.

Has he talked yet?

Who are you?

Has he talked yet?

And I know you wouldn't lie to me.

I don't know who you mean.

When he does talk, you will write down everything he says.

And you'll give it to me.

Any names, any towns,

any places that he's been, who he's been with.

You understand that?

Yes, sir.

Horses that's born wild...

... generally stay wild.

It's in their nature.

Won't you come-- come now, Margaret.

Come now, Margaret.

Don't be--

Yes, that's-- that's it.

That's it.

Oh, don't worry about Laredo.

I'm-- I'm here.

Oh, forget it, Margaret.

It's over.

It's over.

Lila.

Lila, you know what I--

That's right.

Oh, to hell with it.

I'm sorry, I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

Daisy.

Daisy, come on over here, you she-devil.

Don't be coy, now.

You know I always love it when I see you.

Daisy, oh, those big brown eyes.

-Hey, boss. -Yeah.

Is he here?

Can't say, but Hondo's in there right now

talking with the lady in charge.

She's no lady, Tully.

She's a whore.

Let's go.

Hey.

She says she saw him.

I said a lot of fellas been through here

fittin' that description.

You're gonna have to be more specific.

We think this one has a bullet in him.

That narrows it down to a few fellas.

None in the last week, though.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Hey, Laredo, let's have a drink first.

If you're looking for some company,

I can give you a fair price.

What do you say, Laredo?

You told her my name.

Cut the crap.

I don't care about your name or anything else about you.

I can promise you that.

-You promise, huh? -Yeah, that's right.

What are you--

Look,

as far as I'm concerned, you were never here, all right?

I give you my word.

As far as I'm concerned,

you can never trust anything

that comes out of a filthy whore.

Go ahead...

Go-- go ahead.

Take me, you bastards.

I don't care. I don't care anymore.

I got nothing.

I got nothing. I got...

Hey.

Hey.

Ooh.

Hi.

I didn't, um...

So, um, how do you feel?

I feel hungry.

Hungry? Well, that's...

good. Okay.

-I'll fetch you some food. -Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Ain't you forgetting something?

Um...

Yeah, well, all right. Um...

Sorry.

-That's all right. -It's okay.

So, uh,

I'm sure last night was... great.

Uh, so don't be offended when I ask you this,

but, um, who are you, and where am I?

I'm Penny. Uh, Penelope.

-Penny. -Penelope.

And, um, well, this is my house.

But, sorry, what did you mean by "last night was great?"

Well, I just assumed, you know, that we...

you know, that you and me...

Oh.

Oh, uh, no.

-No? -No.

No. No.

Really?

You've been asleep for a week.

You almost died.

- Did I? - Uh-huh.

Oh.

We, uh, gave you a fresh shirt.

I hope that's okay.

I guess I've always been lucky like that.

I suppose that makes you my lucky Penny.

Well, it's Penelope.

And I don't believe in luck.

No.

Who's that?

He's awake, Mother.

Is he now?

Well, he sure is. Look at you.

Sitting up and well.

I'm Irene.

-I see that you've met Penny. -Penelope.

Penny, fetch some of your father's old clothes

-for the poor boy. -Mm-hmm.

Tell me, how do you feel?

Like I could eat a yearling steer, ma'am.

Oh.

Well, then you'll be all right.

Well, I'll prepare some food

while you get dressed and, uh,

oh, I never asked you your name.

My name's Quirt.

Quirt.

Well, all right.

Penny, come on down and help me with breakfast.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Here.

-Here. -Thank you.

You talked a lot in your sleep.

Did I?

-Mm-hmm. -What'd I say?

You spoke of Margaret.

Seemed like someone special.

She ain't.

What else?

You also mentioned Lila and Daisy.

Also not special.

Ooh.

Is that it?

Yeah, I think so.

You have anyone in your life who might be looking for you?

Why? Has someone come looking for me?

What? No.

Just...

you know, if there was anyone who might be worried about you,

like a mother or a wife or something.

A wife?

No, no.

No, ain't nobody worried about me.

Not in the way you're thinking, anyway.

Hmm.

Well...

doesn't sound very lucky to me.

Well, I have never seen a man eat six eggs,

a pound of sausage, and 12 donuts.

Well, he should stop.

Before them donuts burst out his bullet hole.

Ma, let the poor boy eat.

I'm telling you.

You remember that goat that cut its belly on the fence post?

First big feeding, all its guts just exploded on the ground.

You know, I think I might be done for now.

Wait a minute. Where are you going?

You need to be upstairs in bed resting.

Well, I figured I'd just go for a little walk,

so as not to explode my guts all over your floor.

Well, at least he's considerate.

Hey, buddy.

Yeah. Let's get out of here, huh?

Bang, bang!

Hey, mister?

-Oh! -Holy smokes!

Now, you never get within arm's reach

until you know a feller's finished.

-You understand? -Yes, sir.

All right. Here's your pistol.

Hey, what are you two doing?

Oh, just something between us men.

You wouldn't understand.

Huh. Hey, Johnny?

Go fetch me some water for the horses.

Water, water. All I ever do is fetch water.

He's a little young to learn violence, don't you think?

No, ma'am.

The younger he learns, the longer he lives.

Says a man with a bullet in his gut.

You're sneaking off, I see.

Yeah, well, goodbyes ain't never really been my thing.

But I'm mighty indebted to you,

so if there's ever anything I can do--

You can help me feed and water the animals.

Oh, farming ain't never been my thing either.

Yeah, well, nursing bloody cowboys

ain't really my thing.

All right.

You want to throw the goats some feed?

Yeah, why not?

Mm-hmm.

Good morning.

That's quite the animal. What's his story?

He wandered into the corral one day

when our mare was in season.

I've been working on him ever since, but he is resistant.

Working on him how?

Our mare's getting old.

She can't barely haul anymore.

Well, you ever stop to think

that maybe a stallion ain't meant for plowing?

You can't oblige a creature like that.

I'm not obliging him.

But God sent him into my corral for a reason.

What?

I see now.

See what?

Well, all this business about not believing in luck.

Everything's just God's plan, is that it?

-That's right. -Even the horses?

That's the idea.

Well, the way I see it, that's just one unlucky horse

who wandered into the wrong corral.

Four more, please.

When are you going to marry him,

so he can help me with the water?

Johnny Worth, will you get--

Yeah, yeah, I'm getting.

I'm sorry for him.

-I don't know why he-- -No, no, no, no. He's fine.

I have to admit, though, the thought did cross my mind.

What thought?

Well, just--

Y'all got all these flumes and ditches for irrigation,

but where's all the water?

Oh, um, well, our neighbor shut off the water.

-Your neighbor? -Yeah, Frederick Carson.

Bought the ranch upstream from us,

built a dam, kept the water for himself.

And what'd you do about it?

Well, it's his right, under the law.

Oh, man.

Let me guess. Y'all prayed about it.

Actually, yes.

And how'd that work out for you?

You get your water?

We didn't pray for water. We prayed for Frederick Carson.

The man steals your water, and you pray for him.

For God to change his hardened heart, yes.

Well, I ain't never seen God change a man's heart.

But I've seen a gun change his mind.

Do all of your wise sayings involve violence?

Nope. I got a few about wild horses.

Okay, well, thank you very much for your insights.

Hey, what is this? Was this you?

Yeah, that's me.

Guess that makes us square for all your help.

Square? I don't need your blood money.

And I sure don't need life advice from the man

who almost bled out on my front porch.

Well, you ain't gotta be so prickly about it.

You wanna spend your days hauling water

and whipping horses.

Well best of luck to you.

Yeah, well, I don't believe in luck!

Come on. Come on.

Make sure to leave no slack in that cinch,

or the boss will sure howl.

Yeah.

This ain't the first pony I ever saddled.

He's gonna squawk no matter how I done it.

He's been getting mean lately, ain't he?

Hmm. He's cantankerous by nature.

That boil on his neck don't help none either.

Get out of my way.

Ah, you belong behind a plow.

You need something?

Yeah, I think I do.

Who's Carson?

Well, don't get down.

We ain't taking saddle tramps on this spread.

Are you deaf or something?

I said get moving, tramp.

It's a mighty fine dam you got there.

Yeah. What's it to ya?

Well...

I think you need to take the top two boards out of it.

What did you say?

The way I see it, you got about 16 inches of water in there,

so I'm gonna need you to take them two top boards out.

Who says so?

I do.

Who might you be?

Quirt Evans.

Well, anybody could ride up here

and say they were Quirt Evans.

He ain't known around here by sight.

Anyone could say they were him.

I suppose you're right. I suppose they could.

All right. Boss says you gotta ride on out.

Bastard busted my tooth.

- Now we're square. - Hey, boss.

There's a QE stamped on his saddle.

That's Quirt Evans, all right.

Well, don't just stand there.

Take two planks out of the head gate,

you stupid idiot.

Go!

Yeah, I didn't need all that extra water.

Get up on that horse.

Well, now, wait a minute, Mr. Evans.

I mean, I done what you told me to do.

Yes, you did.

And now I'm telling you to get up on that pony and follow me.

All right, well I'm the kind of fella

that gets along with everybody.

That's right. You better run.

Mama! Water!

Mama! Penny, look!

There's water in all the ditches!

Oh, wonderful!

It's a miracle, ain't it, Mama?

Yes.

-Yes, of course. -Oh, for heaven's sake.

Oh, let's get you inside.

Come on.

Oh...

Mr. Carson.

Good morning, Miss Worth.

We always knew you'd have a change of heart.

Yes, ma'am, I did.

Like I was telling my friend Quirt here,

I ain't got no use for all that water,

so may as well share it with my neighbors.

I believe that neighbors should be friendly.

Well, everyone in the valley

is grateful to you, Frederick Carson.

What is that on your neck? Is that a boil?

No, Miss Worth,

I've been wrestling with that darn boil for--

Have you ever tried a soap and resin poultice on it?

Uh, no, ma'am, I haven't.

Well, you come down here and come inside right this minute,

I'll fix it for you.

Come on.

Come on.

Well...

...looks like you got them prayers

answered after all, huh?

Hmm, suppose you think it was your gun

that changed his heart?

Darling, I ain't used my gun in days.

You ought to have a little more faith in people, you know that?

You can stay for supper if you want.

You're not obliged.

Yeah, she's pretty, ain't she?

You really should have seen me sooner.

I had to finish ringing the hogs.

Drink it.

Oh, hell.

I hope those hogs were worth it,

because they're going to cost you a leg.

Sorry, boys, but my plate's full for the day.

I hear you're the only doctor in the area.

Yeah, that's right.

Like I said, I'm all booked up.

I'm looking for someone.

Someone very... dear to me.

He took a bullet last time we were together.

I was wondering if maybe you worked on him.

No, no, I haven't dealt with a bullet wound

in a couple of weeks now.

Is that right?

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

Why don't you step outside, fellas?

You got mercury?

Mercury?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

No charge.

Hey, listen, uh,

if you tell me his name, the man you're looking for,

I might be able to keep an eye out.

Quirt Evans.

Quirt Evans.

Laredo gang.

That's the one.

I seen Quirt Evans.

Give those donuts a try with coffee in the morning.

That's the way I like 'em.

Yes, ma'am, I'll do that.

And if you run out, just come by any time.

There's always plenty.

Yes, ma'am, thank you. Uh, I will.

Quirt, will you be joining us for supper?

No, ma'am, I think I'll be moving along.

Oh, all right.

Safe travels.

If you said yes, she might have asked me, too.

That's a wonderful woman, Miss Worth.

Look at that. She fixed my boil.

Man ought to see more of his neighbors.

Help me out, will you?

Miss Worth's going to keep me supplied in pies.

And you know what?

I'm going to bring her a quarter of beef

every now and then.

Finally coming to an understanding

with my neighbors.

-I believe you did. -Hmm.

You know...

you know I was scared half to death

when I made that speech to you earlier.

And the truth is, I was fixing to leave here,

go report you straight to the law.

And once they had you,

I'd put them boards right back in that dam.

Now I've met these fine people.

You know...

...I never understood why people in the Bible

are always afraid when they meet an angel.

Well, "be not afraid," angels always say.

I was terrified when you came calling on me.

Suppose I understand it now.

You're not such a bad man, Mr. Evans.

Hope you know that.

Well, come on and get supper, big dummy.

You know you want to.

Well, howdy.

The ladies thought you might need some extra blankets.

But I told them real men don't get cold.

Ain't that right, Quirt?

-Well-- -Say, what kind of name

is Quirt anyways?

Well, that's what my daddy used to call me.

-Well, that's just strange. -Johnny.

I'm just saying, a quirt is a horse whip, ain't it?

Your dad like whipping horses or something?

Something like that.

-Johnny, that's enough. -No, it's all right.

And you ain't wrong. Real men don't get cold.

But maybe leave them blankets behind

just in case the horses need them.

-I knew it. -Okay, all right.

That's enough. Off you go.

I can't wait to be a man.

Are you sure you don't want to take Johnny's bed?

He can sleep on the floor in Mother's room.

No, no, I spent half my childhood sleeping in barns.

Are you all right?

Well, that was a long time ago.

No, um... you're bleeding.

Oh.

Someone's coming!

-Get to the house. -What is it?

-Get to the house right now. -Okay, come on.

Come on, come on.

-Come on, Johnny. -Come on.

-Now, go, fast. -Come on.

Come on.

-Lock that door. -What?

Who took the bullets out my gun?

Nana did.

Where are they now?

On the front porch.

Why don't we just bust in?

Because busting down a door

with Quirt Evans on the other side

doesn't seem like a healthy pastime.

Quirt.

Go ahead and let 'em in.

In here, Laredo.

Quirt.

That's about far enough.

That seems a bit...

unnecessary.

Yeah, well, the bullet in my side says otherwise.

Well, that was unfortunate.

I'm glad to see you're not dead, though.

Well, from the looks of it,

I'm more alive than you are.

So...

how do you want to play this?

Well, there are a couple options.

You could try to gun us down in front of this...

lovely family here.

And maybe... you might just pull it off.

Or maybe I just shoot you.

Maybe.

But I'm not sure how the fellas are going to react to that.

Boys, what do you say?

We kill him...

and the whole family.

No, no, no, not her.

We'll keep her alive for a long time.

And what's option two?

You tell us where our gold is and we go our separate ways.

Just like that, huh?

Just like that.

All right.

Mission Santa Cruz is just outside Uvalde.

There's a gallows there with an iron spike driven into it.

An iron spike.

That's where you're gonna dig.

He's lying, boss.

Oh, I don't think so, Tully.

Because if he is...

he'd be putting that nice family over there

in a lot of danger.

And her the most.

Shut up.

Evening, folks.

Quirt.

Ma'am.

All right.

Y'all should head upstairs and get some sleep.

I'm gonna stay down here and keep watch.

Do you think they'll come back?

Well, if they do,

you and I will be ready for them,

isn't that right?

Come on, Johnny.

Let's go and say our prayers, okay?

How come Quirt ain't praying?

Well, I'm going to stay down here and pray

by the window just to be sure.

Come on.

Where exactly did you put them bullets?

In the pot by the rocking chair.

Okay.

Go get some sleep.

And, Penny...

I ain't going to let nothing happen to you or your family.

I promise.

It's not-- it's not here!

It's not here. It's not here.

I knew the bastard was lying.

Now what do we do?

Boss...

what do we do now?

Oh, good morning, Johnny.

How old were you when you got your first gun?

Well, how old are you now?

Eleven.

I guess about that age, actually.

You want to hold it?

Be careful now. It's heavy.

And it's powerful.

You want to use your thumbs to pull the hammer back.

There you go.

And don't ever put your finger on the trigger

till you mean it.

Johnny!

Um...

sorry about that.

We're going to church.

Could have been a couple of dope fiends

looking for laudanum or morphine, maybe.

Dope fiends typically break in at night.

Morphine's still here.

Hey, he works at the Carson Ranch.

Well, he did anyways.

Is that Confederate gold?

It is.

Looks like we owe our friend Quirt Evans a visit.

You're fussing with me.

You look like a stray dog, that's why.

Oh, mind your business.

Ladies.

Thank you.

Well, you look, uh...

You too.

Morning, Marshal, Deputy.

Well, looky here.

Back from the dead. Looks good, don't he?

Like he belongs in an open casket.

Yes, sir.

-Good morning. -Morning, ma'am.

We're just checking in on y'all.

Everything all right?

Yes, of course. We're just headed to church.

-Church? -That's right.

-Morning, Marshal. -Good morning, ma'am.

I need to ask you a question.

And I need you to be real honest with me.

This fella ever leave your sight yesterday?

-Uh... -You can look at me.

You don't need to look at them.

No, he was here with us all day.

You sure about that?

Of course.

Anything else you'd like to report?

Like what?

Anything at all.

Anything you think we might need to know about.

I'm sorry, but nothing comes to mind.

Uh-huh.

All right, come on now.

If we're late, Etta Crowley is never gonna let me

hear the end of it.

Johnny, help Nana.

Marshal, will you be joining us for church?

Oh, I thank you for the invitation, ma'am,

but I cannot allow myself to rest until the job is done.

Well, we'll say a prayer for you both.

Thank you, ma'am.

Come on, Penny.

Say, Quirt,

I don't know exactly what you're up to,

playing house with these good people.

These fine folks.

But the best thing you can do for 'em is just ride off,

because you and I both know, sure as hell, sooner or later,

they will regret the day they ever met you.

Marshal.

So, uh, what are we looking for here, Marshal?

I reckon we'll know when we find it.

Try not to disturb anything.

Hmm...

-Did you find anything? -I'm not sure. Let's go.

-Quirt. -Ho.

Hey, Quirt.

I thought it was you.

Everybody, this is Randy McCall.

He's an old friend. Isn't that right?

Friend? That's right.

Quirt and I go way back.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Randy.

Well, we don't want to keep you.

Who, me?

I got nowhere to be.

-Well, do you want to join us? -Where are you headed?

Church service, in the grove, just the other side of town.

Church?

You know, I just remembered

I do have somewhere I need to be.

Well, it was good seeing you, Randy.

Sure thing, Quirt.

- Ma'am. - Hmm.

He brought no offerings.

He had no righteous acts to boast of.

His hands were stained with sin.

And as the thief hung there on his cross next to Jesus,

the last bits of life draining from his broken body,

he knew...

he had absolutely no hope of salvation.

He was reaping exactly what he had sown

from a life of crime and sin.

He knew that the punishment

for his choices was death.

And he was receiving exactly what he deserved.

And yet...

...and yet, how does Christ respond to the thief?

Today...

you shall be with me in paradise.

Who's this, huh?

You running off again?

I just, uh, needed a little fresh air, that's all.

Hmm.

It seems I can't leave you alone for a moment.

I'm hoping this is a virgin birth.

What other kind of birth is there?

-Are you being... -Hmm!

Oh! Okay.

-Penny. -Yeah?

Your mama needs these lemons squeezed.

Okay. Here, Quirt can help.

You hold him.

-What? -There we go.

You got it.

Uh...

Careful, now.

Babies are contagious.

Does anybody here know how babies are made?

So, that's all you've done?

Hey, you better watch it.

I'm about to start shooting these little yellow devils.

-Hello, Penny. -Oh, hi, Nelson.

Uh, Quirt, this is Nelson.

He's our horseshoer.

-How do you do? -Uh, howdy.

Say, um...

I'm coming out next week to, um, shoe them horses.

Oh, fine.

I-- I can bring you some more of that--

that sugar, if you'd like.

Well, actually, I think that we still have some left.

Oh, well, that's all right.

You can never have too much sweetness, wouldn't you say?

Sure, thank you.

I'm gonna go get some water for the lemonade.

Oh, I-- I can help you with that.

No, no, no, no. Why don't I take care of that?

And, Nelson, you can take over making this lemonade.

Just, uh... ...not too sweet, now.

I just had to see it for myself.

Quirt Evans, in church.

Yeah, well, now you've seen it.

So, what's the hustle?

This church got a big money box or something?

There ain't no hustle, dummy. Now, will you get?

Well, I thought you might want to know there's a fellow

heading out to Lampasas tomorrow.

To buy 3,000 head of cattle.

I don't care.

Which means he's gonna be carrying

a pile of cash with him.

I said, I ain't interested.

Say, what's gotten into you, Quirt?

Hello, Mr. McCall.

I'm glad you could join us.

Uh, would you like a glass of lemonade?

Randy here was just leaving. Isn't that right, Randy?

Thank you, ma'am, but, uh, you know, lemonade,

it just don't quite do it for me, unfortunately.

But I'm glad to see Quirt developing a taste for it.

All right, well, safe travels.

Quirt, are you bringing the water?

-I'll be right there. -Okay.

The great Quirt Evans, domesticated by a dame.

Well, it's time. I thought you was gonna go up

in a blaze of glory.

All right, fine, you got me.

I'm going after the church's money box.

They're doing a big collection to build a new schoolhouse.

You satisfied?

Wow.

Stealing from Sunday School children.

That's a new low even for you.

I better back away to avoid the lightning bolt.

All right.

At least all's right in the world again.

Hey, I'm gonna be at Lila's tonight.

You should come by when you get done here.

Drinks are on you.

Hey, you know, sometimes I wonder...

you think the wolf ever pities the sheep?

Hmm?

Well, I'll be.

Mr. Evans, come here for just a minute.

Folks...

I'd like to take a moment to give thanks to God,

and to the man who came into our lives

just a short time ago.

For many months now,

our fields and our creeks have withered and cracked

without a drop of water to quench them,

except for our own tears.

Quirt Evans...

you saw your fellow man in need,

and rather than turn away,

you ignited the love of Christ in the heart of our neighbor,

Frederick Carson.

So, Quirt...

we would like to present you

with this token of our friendship.

Let it be known...

that when one man stands for what is right,

he waters not only the fields,

but the heart and soul of his fellow man.

Thank you.

Quirt Evans, may I shake your hand?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Evans.

Okay.

Okay.

You, I need to talk to you right now.

This is going to sound like I'm butting into your business,

and I am, and you ought to buy me a gold watch for it.

You need to go marry that girl.

Marry her?

She knows how I feel about her.

How could she know how you feel with you yammering on

about sugar, and shoeing horses?

That ain't no way to talk to a lady.

You need to talk to her about what she's interested in.

Now, marry her, and do it quick.

Say, I-- I think he just stole my horse.

She was hiding something.

-Who? -The Worth girl.

Something happened she wasn't telling us about.

Well, you know, I could ride back on over there and...

butter her up some.

She's a woman, Eli, not a biscuit.

I'll see you later.

Say, Quirt, honey...

if I didn't know better,

I'd say you ain't enjoying my company.

Aw, he's all right.

It's just hard to swallow the cheap stuff

once you've had a taste of something pure.

Ain't that right, Quirt?

Excuse me? What's that supposed to mean?

Well, don't mind me, darling. I prefer the cheap stuff.

Come here, I want a taste.

Right up there.

That's the spirit, cowboy.

Ooh. What you got here?

-Well, here's your problem. -All right, that's enough.

No wonder he can't enjoy himself.

It's got his name on it and everything.

I said that's enough.

Watch it, you fool.

Mister, I am so sorry.

Hey, Johnny.

Take the horse.

All right, you got two options.

You can either pull your load, or you can get out of here.

Okay.

Come on.

Come on! Come on.

Come on.

Come back, come on.

Come back.

Come on.

Go on and get!

We don't need you.

Quirt.

They're back. They're back.

Come here.

Bring Johnny upstairs and hide.

-What about you? -Just go!

Here. Get in.

-Don't leave me. -It's okay.

Just stay quiet and don't move, okay?

Quirt.

Come on out or I'm gonna burn this place to the ground.

What is all this fuss about?

Where's Quirt?

You'll have to ask his mama.

Last we saw him, he was riding off on a stolen horse.

Sounds like good old Quirt, all right.

I don't suppose he left you with a chest of gold, did he?

Oh, if he had, I'd be headed to Galveston,

buy myself a house on the water.

Hondo, go inside and take a look.

What if she's lying, and Quirt is in there?

If she's lying,

Tully here is gonna light her on fire.

Get off of me. It was an honest mistake.

Get in there, you swine.

Giving Bible lessons to whores, are you?

As a matter of fact, they were doing most of the talking.

Hmm.

And frankly, some of the things I learned about you

and the marshal had me very concerned for your souls.

Me and the marshal?

Now, you shut your mouth before I bust it again.

He's a liar.

Come on in.

What is it?

This is just decent Christian manners.

Let me know if it's not sweet enough.

You remind me of my mama.

Too sweet for me.

You're just lucky I ain't the marshal.

I'll tell you that.

I'd have thrown you in jail weeks ago.

As far as I'm concerned,

every one of these coins is a hanging offense.

Where'd you get that?

What? You don't think I couldn't pocket

one of these if I wanted? Shew.

Concerned for my soul.

I said, where did you get that?

Under the gallows where you left it, you dummy.

Not five minutes after you buried it.

No, no, no, no, no.

Questioning my character.

No. Deputy, that's Laredo's gold.

Excuse me?

Is it your claim that Laredo Stevens had coins

minted in 24-karat gold bearing the mark

of the Confederate States of America?

What? No, that's not--

This coin is the property of the Citizens Bank of Louisiana.

Laredo, he's gonna kill the Worth family

if he doesn't get that gold back.

Well, that don't make a lick of sense.

It's what he said he was gonna do!

I'm sure he and his men are headed there right now!

You're claiming that Laredo Stevens

is headed to the Worth Ranch as we speak?

Yes!

Now, where's the marshal?

-If you're lying to me... -No, don't you leave!

...I'm gonna give you ten lashes when I get back!

No, no! You let me out of here!

Let me out of here!

You miss me?

Where's the key?

I don't know, it's my father's trunk.

It's just old clothes.

No.

Mm-mm.

No!

Hondo!

Hondo, what's happening?

I found a heavy box.

I shot the lock and I hurt my foot.

Maldita chatarra!

Tully, go out to the barn

and see if you can get something

to smash that box open with.

Yeah, boss. I'll be right back.

Come on.

Come over and have a seat.

Come on, let's get you cleaned up.

It's okay. Shh.

Boy, I got one foot in the grave.

But you, you're in all the way up to your knees.

Move.

Where's the trunk?

Upstairs.

Watch her.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

If he's actually listening...

ask him to save us both.

I'm not asking him to save me.

I'm asking him to change your heart.

"He that is unjust, let him be unjust still.

But he which is filthy,

let him be filthy still."

♪ There is a fountain ♪

♪ Filled with blood Drawn from... ♪

Hey, stop.

Hey, I said stop!

If we are alive in a couple of hours,

we're gonna wanna eat supper.

♪ A dying thief Rejoiced to see ♪

♪ That fountain in his day ♪

Marshal!

Marshal!

Marshal? You all right in there?

You all right in there, Marshal?

Hondo!

I got someone here for you.

Marshal.

Hello, Laredo.

Well...

we knew this day would come sooner or later.

I'm sure this is not how you pictured it.

I hadn't been giving you very much thought at all, Laredo.

Is that so?

Tell me...

you still carry that rope with my name on it?

Your gold.

I got it.

He's lying, boss.

You turn these people loose, I'll show it to you.

You better not be lying to me.

Watch him.

Johnny!

Johnny, you okay? You okay?

Go, go, go! Go out the window.

I need you to go out the window.

I need you to go out the window.

-How about you? -Don't worry about me, okay?

You're gonna run and you're not gonna look back, okay?

Okay, come on.

Put it on.

Gentlemen, take the good Marshal outside.

Make him tell you where the gold is.

Gladly.

Come on.

Ladies...

please fetch me some water so I can clean up.

Hey, let me out of here!

Well, what do you want me to do, huh?

If there's some kind of plan, it'd be mighty fine of you

to share that with me right about now.

Hey! Hey! Hey, buddy.

Hey. Hey, remember me?

Remember me? Come on over here. Come on.

Hey.

All right.

That's right! Come here.

Come on over here. Come on.

Come on now. I got you.

Come here now. There we go.

Okay.

Come on, just a little bit closer.

Don't move.

Oh, I got it. I got it.

Okay.

Shh.

All right. Here we go.

Nice and easy.

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

Nice and easy.

Easy now.

Hiyah!

That's it! That's it, pull!

Pull!

Pull!

All right!

Where is the gold?

I said, where is the gold, pendejo?

Talk, or Tully will rip your arm off.

What'd he say?

- What'd he say? - The Evil Light.

It's a fire that leads to a treasure or something.

Just a story for kids.

I warned you!

I warned you!

Come on!

Either of you ladies leave the room...

and I will kill the girl.

What'd you say? Huh? You want to talk now?

I can't hear you, Marshal. You wanna talk now?

You wanna talk now?

Huh? What you say, huh?

You wanna talk now, huh?

Huh? Pull, Tully!

Pull, Tully! Pull harder! Pull harder!

Huh?

What's going on? You wanna talk now?

Put him down.

Put him down! Put him down!

Hey, Marshal. Hey. Hey. Hey, wake up.

-What did you do? -Shut up.

Marshal, wake up! Wake up, Marshal!

- You idiot! - Shut up!

Hey there, buddy.

Hey.

Nobody wants to hurt you, okay?

That's it. There you go.

Johnny!

Johnny!

Mama!

Run!

Run!

Come on!

Sorry I'm late.

Well...

looks like I wandered into the right corral after all.