Original subtitles

Something has happened to me which I do

not understand and frightens me greatly.

For there are only a handful of things I

know to be fact at this moment. That

this place is called San Sebastian,

Texas. That it is autumn of the year

1865.

And that for all intents and purposes I

was born on All Hallow's Eve. That was 5

days ago.

Woohoo!

nine.

10

11

midnight.

You're dead. D E D. Dead.

Nothing here can hurt me.

The wind is here. I'mma stay in this

boneyard and all live long night. Ain't

scared. There ain't no such thing as

spooks. Just ain't.

Any old spirit of what's left of fell

was shooting straight up to old Jesus.

Roll call.

Nothing left lolly gagging underground.

Mr. Mole, you're about to get the

surprise of your very short life.

[screaming]

Yeah.

Are you

>> [screaming]

[panting]

[panting]

>> Pat, you ain't going to believe what I

found in the red boneyard.

>> A dead man. What' you think he was going

to find? And I think we best just leave

him be.

You get a point out of there, boy.

>> But Pap, I'm telling you, he's still

breathing. Look.

>> I guess that's the fact. It It won't

become morning. He's done for. Get up on

out of there and let's let him go in

peace.

>> He's done for definite. If we leave him

here to freeze, if we take him home,

maybe there's a chance.

>> This fella been left here to die for a

reason.

It ain't our business. And it sure as

hell ain't going to become ours. Let's

go. If

>> he's one of ours and the Blood Knights

ever found out you let him die, I don't

know what they do to you.

>> And if he's a Yank,

>> then he sure picked the wrong place to

get planted.

>> All right, get on over here.

>> [panting]

>> This ain't Christmas morning, little

man. You go get your mama.

>> Yes, sir.

>> I don't know who you are, mister. And

I'm sorry for your suffering, but

understand me clear here.

>> [snorts]

>> You bring troubles into me or mine. Your

wish will never been pulled from that

hole.

>> Who is in that?

>> All my nightmares ever come true. One of

those seems to think things got a

chance.

>> A no soldier. That's for clear.

>> Well, what was he doing in a battle?

Grave.

>> Davey, run quick and fetch me some water

and some rags and my scrub brush and

some whiskey if there's still any left.

Nat, I need your help over here.

>> I sure been in some kind of battle.

>> A one-way one. He was trusted up, Nat.

Look, [clears throat]

>> whoever done this might have wanted him

dead, but they wanted to make sure it

took a good long time.

You might want to hold him down now. He

ain't going to like this.

[screaming]

>> Davy. Baby, come and help me clean him

up.

>> Hold him down.

>> Hold his leg down.

>> But for a man about to meet Jesus, he

sure still got some vinegar.

>> [sighs]

[gasps]

>> You ever going to wake up, mama?

>> I don't know, Davey. Somebody hurt him

real bad.

>> Why would anyone want to [snorts]

There he is. Get him.

>> You had your orders. In subordination,

there can be no graver crime.

I guess it weren't Rodley.

It's gold.

It's Yankee gold.

>> Well, this says he's south. Specially

sewn by Collins Brothers of Savannah.

>> This says Yankee Liz. This is specially

made by Samuel Colt of Hartford,

Connecticut. 31 caliber.

Issued to US Army officers only.

Break the dog down.

[music]

>> [panting and sighs]

[snorts]

[snorts]

[sighs]

[snorts]

>> I don't know how you knew that was in

there, but whatever you got in your

mind, just don't, mister.

On the sunny side, however, looks like

you're finally up.

Passed your britches. good enough for

wearing and I'm still holding out hope

for saving that fancy duster of yours.

The rest of your dust was pretty much

blown to kingdom come.

>> See if this stuff nats will serve you in

the meanwhile. Step down from what you

used to, I imagine, but warmer than a

fig leaf.

Throw them on and we'll get some food

into you.

>> [sighs]

>> It's okay.

Thank you

for everything. Well,

thank you for not expiring.

I'd have been quite offended if you'd up

and died after all the effort I put in.

>> How did I get here? My Davey, he found

you in the graveyard.

I dreamt

pictures in my head

being buried.

Buried alive.

>> It wasn't a dream.

Davey found you digging your way up from

under.

You'd been cut up every which way and

left for dead.

>> Yeah.

>> Why?

>> I don't know.

>> We reckon it had something to do with

the war.

>> The war?

>> Jeff Davis might have said quit, but

around here it still looks like it's

going on half the time. all the soldiers

and revenging and their bad blood and

such. We figured you just got bushwacked

by somebody used to be the other side.

Got us to wondering just exactly which

side that might have been.

>> I don't understand.

>> Mister, [snorts]

I'm asking you whether you're north or

south.

Where are you from? Where were you born?

[sighs]

I don't know.

>> How can you not know where you're from?

>> I don't remember nothing

[sighs and gasps]

about anything.

I don't know.

>> Do you not even know your own name?

[sighs]

>> It's gone.

[sighs]

Everything.

I don't remember.

These have been the events of my new

life to date. I am but one week old. My

past exists no farther than that. If

ever I had a home, a wife, family. They

are no longer. I must put faith in

providence that some knowledge of who I

was will return. What I know for sure he

will return, however, are those persons

who tried to take my life. They will

come and try again the moment news of my

resurrection reaches their ears.

I fear it will be soon.

I'm about to catch a lifetime. What the

hell?

>> Feeling better, mister?

>> Up till 5 seconds ago.

>> Sorry, foul ball.

>> Come on, get dressed.

Where you been? You never heard a bath

ball on the moon.

All right, story is you get your four

things called bases and a ballman throws

the ball to a Batman who acts holy heck

out of it and everybody screams and the

ballman's team got to catch the ball and

tag the Batman or any of his team if and

they already happen to be on the bases

of which they're for which I already

told you.

Throw it here and I'll show you. Come

on, give it over.

Get you

Good job.

[singing]

[music]

I know it ain't real,

>> but you don't got to make me feel bad

about it.

>> Oh, no. It's a real nice ball.

I was just

thinking about something else.

>> You're a real queer duck, mister. You

know that? You're like that fella from

the Gospels. three days in the ground

and all of a sudden pop smack back into

the world of living and was walking

around for days without the first dang

clue about anything.

>> Lazarus was his name.

>> Yeah, that's a fella.

>> So, what you want to learn first, Mr.

Lazarus? Hitting or throwing?

>> You tell me.

>> The hard part first. Getting even close

to hitting the dang thing. No, bring

your hands lower on the bed. I'm smarter

than you are. Yeah. Set.

>> Set.

>> Get ready for lightning.

>> I think maybe you played this game

before.

>> It don't matter either way. He ain't

staying here.

>> Matt, he's sick.

>> You best understand something here.

Someone's after that man's hide. And be

they were blue or gray, that someone's

going to come here looking for him once

word gets around.

And out of that way, we're the ones

going to pay.

>> That man was dragged into a house near

to death. I'm not going to see him

booted out just so he can get buried

somewhere else.

Morning France. Beautiful day for the

Republic.

>> What do you want this time?

>> Oh, official orders. M Patrick. What we

have here is requisition for one large,

preferably healthy bovine for the dining

pleasure of Major General Philip A.

Sheridan.

>> You go back and tell Phil his pocket

Sheridan. We're fresh out.

>> Well, begging your pardon, ma'am, but

that thing there sure bears a close

resemblance to one. She ain't large and

she sure ain't healthy.

>> She'll do just fine.

>> You won't go near her.

>> The motor's real.

>> Real as they could be, Natty

>> and let's go.

>> Nat, no.

>> Hold your tongue.

>> That's some good advice, ma'am. And your

continued cooperation makes your real

Easter union a whole lot more

convincing.

>> To hell with the union

>> and to yourself, ma'am.

>> Ma'am, please. It's all ask how you're

not going to let them take the food from

my mouth.

>> Let them take what they want and go. For

God's sakes, they got orders.

>> No, not anymore.

>> Want a second of helping to that? Mrs.

Stand up. Try that once again.

>> You leave her alone.

>> Davey,

go.

>> Grab a woman's got

>> Don't touch her.

>> Well, what do we have here? Huh? You've

been hiding your cousin there, Maddie.

He ain't nobody. He don't want no

trouble.

>> I just heard him asking real loud and

clear.

>> Behind you.

[screaming]

>> [panting]

>> Here's your boys don't do anything well.

Forgot to forge the quartermaster seal.

>> Leaving.

>> Fine idea.

>> I assume it goes without saying we won't

be seeing you here again.

>> Oh, no, no, no, gentlemen. On foot.

Suspect we both know those horses aren't

yours.

>> Imagine you'll be running now. I said

run.

>> I want you a fine fell. I bet you ride

real good.

Go set up spell

just like Joe Johnson at Manasses. You

see those bulls run?

Three cheers for Mr. Lazarus.

>> His name is Lazarus. Yeah, I sunk it up.

the blood knights.

I thought you said the war was over.

>> Not for them.

You want to talk to me?

Come morning, I'll be eating your tongue

with my eggs. telling you I don't know.

>> Jack Brousard. What a sher to know.

Brousard.

>> I swear to holy God, I never heard that

name before. I never saw it in General

Sheridan's papers.

>> I'm thinking the last thing you're ever

going to see is Texas Steel.

>> How's that? Where'd that come from?

Maddie, check it out. See what's up

there.

>> It's a cat.

>> Damn cat.

Well,

>> all right, boys. I guess we got no

choice but to cut him loose and let him

fly, too.

>> He says he don't know nothing about no

Jack Brousard. Then I guess he just

don't know.

>> Never mentioned this knife to anybody

you hear.

>> Yes, sir. I swear on my mother's eyes.

>> Go on, Yank. Get I can't stand the smell

of you.

>> Yes, sir.

That's for our Andy boy.

Give that to Mr. Lincoln in hell.

>> Yeah. Matt,

bury him under the bond. I don't want

nobody to find him ever. You understand?

>> Come on, boys.

Take care, Natty.

Slice the throats of 10 more Yanks.

They're

still going to execute our Come on.

You part of that outfit? [panting]

>> No,

but not so stupid as beat Ganham. But

you got no problem helping them with

their dirty work.

>> I don't think you understand Texas right

now, Mr. Whoever you are.

You do what you got to keep you and

yours alive.

>> No matter what.

>> And no matter

Now,

>> how come you didn't let Anna I was up

there watching? Don't know.

Maybe I just didn't see no profit

letting on

yet.

>> You lost your mind, woman.

Bring that murder and trash here again.

Lesson,

>> I suppose I should have told him. Sorry.

No thanks.

>> You interested in this boy still having

a father?

>> You're going to end up getting us all

hanged.

>> Ain't nobody going to get nothing. I

know what I'm doing, Elizabeth.

Just leave me doing it my fashion.

Baby, we're not going to go to town

today.

>> But we got to trade some butter. We

ain't had meat in a week.

>> I got other business

tomorrow.

>> But you promised we could go watch the

soldiers play in ball.

>> I can't take you with me today. And I

won't have you going alone.

>> I could dig him.

>> What a fine idea.

Well, I've been meaning to go to town

anyway.

Buy myself some new clothes.

Playing good horse. Can't argue with

that.

Come on. Please.

I'll take care of the boy.

>> On by dark.

>> On before dark.

Three strikes and you're out. Unless

it's four balls first in your walk,

which can also happen if the ball man

pitches you one in the head and you

pound the fell a bloody cold taking your

base. You getting all this?

>> Sorry, Bub.

Truth telling time.

>> You was a soldier, weren't you? Officer,

too. I bet you.

>> Why do you think that?

>> Way you took care of them two cow

thieves. All lickety split. And how you

know about quarter master seals and

other such? In fact, I suspect you

fought the whole bloody battle of San

Sebastian right here alongside old

general B. The yank cannonballs and

bayon is just screaming past your ears.

Double dare you tell me I'm wrong.

I think I would have remembered if I'd

been a part of something old spectacular

as that.

>> Would have been more spectacular. We had

won.

>> Mr. Lazarus,

>> you're not not telling me cuz cuz you

were yanked, were you?

>> I look like a yank.

>> Look a little wellfed to be ran.

>> Well, what do we have here?

>> Capital T trouble, you ask me.

>> Whoa. I have been petitioning the Lord

all morning for salvation and here it

arrives in tandem. Mon the power of

prayer.

>> Your horse run off on you ma'am.

>> Other way around the hydrophobic skunk.

My only solace is that he galloped into

some Yankee bivowwak and is right now

being renamed lunch.

My name is Ja. It is French for joy. The

winter also French as you may surmise.

Am I?

Well, can we uh offer you a ride to

town?

>> Oh, we only if you have space for a

little old me.

>> Well, climb aboard, Davey. Give way.

Are you all right?

Right as rain, sugar pie,

just these old thighs are not used to

making so wide a stretch.

>> I scanted yet altogether scintillating

second back there, Mr.

>> Lazarus. I thunk it up.

>> Your face, despite its bruis condition,

seems familiar to me. Is it possible

that we have met prior?

>> I don't know. Have we?

>> Alas, I think not. An encounter with

such a specimen as yourself would surely

have inspired at least a dozen vivid

pages in my book of memories.

I would not be adverse, however, miss

you, to commencing a new chapter right

now. Sometime perhaps

>> most of the time I can be found at an

establishment called Irish Annies. Feel

free to call me anytime, day or night.

Times are hard. Prices are down.

Hi girl.

You all right, Mr. Lazarus?

>> I'm all right.

You'd find yourself even finer, sugar,

if you'd avail yourself of the

activities per at my destination.

>> Well, at last we have finally arrived.

>> Whoa.

>> As I mentioned, times are hard.

Sincere thanks for the right this year.

>> Mr. Lazarus, there's something going on

here.

Andrew Hansen,

you've been found guilty on this day of

crimes of treachery and sedition against

the great republic of the United States

of America. Sentence decreed by the

occupational military governor of Texas

is death.

Sentence to be carried out immediately.

Do you have anything to say before

sentences pass?

General Philip Sheridan beast in the

Shenondor Valley and more shooting

little kids and ladies for just looking

at him crossways.

But I don't think there's going to be

much bat ball playing today. Oh yes sir.

Rain shine plagues the boys n's got a

game every afternoon down by the t now

maybe so

>> why is it again your pap says he

couldn't come to town

>> I don't know other business is some such

always some such something.

>> Well let him be the old stew pot. Let's

trade that stuff off before it curdles

and go watch us back. Huh?

>> Now you're talking.

>> First, I got to buy me some clothes and

fit.

>> See, I told you they were playing.

>> Get up.

>> Whoa.

>> [cheering and screaming]

>> Don't stray too far.

Sorry about that, friend.

Sir, I've got exactly what you're

looking for. What? Hard to come by.

Very, very hard to come by.

>> I see you got a boy.

>> He'll just love you for it.

Four bits a ball, mister bits.

>> Yeah, you got a deal. You'll never tell

nobody where you got that.

>> Hey, Mr. Lazarus.

Great game, huh?

>> Get ready for lightning.

>> Nice ball.

Real nice.

>> It's yours.

>> You're fooling.

>> Don't fool him.

>> To keep.

>> Just back to Jeff Davis's two eyes,

ears, and privates.

>> Bull's eyes and two others. Might as

well then

>> beat that. You best blunt liies.

>> Me carney, I couldn't come close.

Couldn't even make it.

>> No, sir. Carney, you're the king.

>> Our brethren and grade don't seem to

believe it.

>> In fact,

>> which one of you bastards?

>> You the crackshot going to show me

wrong, did I?

>> Now I got a $2 eagle here. Says you

ain't.

Damn right.

>> Damn right. There ain't one of you

traitorous bastards that's worth the

crap of a union man.

>> You ain't that good, you big jackass.

[laughter]

>> Yeah. Who's going to show me better

there, little reb? You.

>> Him.

>> Is that the fact? Come on, Johnny. Show

your stuff. Make me the fool.

>> Boy, I made a mistake.

I don't know anything about guns.

>> Well, re or no, a man who don't know

nothing about guns ought to double check

his draw. He ain't something missing

down there. [laughter]

>> Come on, Mr. Lazarus. Just give it a

try. I know you can win.

>> Oh, please. Pretty please, Missy. I just

know you can.

You ready to ass?

>> Come on, Mr. Lazarus. Show them what you

got.

>> Something more than gloomers.

[laughter]

[laughter]

He couldn't even hit the kid. How is it

possible? Took four whole years to whip

this sorry ass.

>> Told you I didn't know anything about

guns.

>> Whoa. Whoa. That's two Yankee dollars

you owe me there, Hawkeye.

>> Unless you want to go double or nothing.

I tell you what, six new shots. You even

nicked the damn tree it's hanging from.

The gold eagle is yours.

Anybody

showed it, didn't Think

this is yours, Stonewall?

>> Of course it is. He shot holy heck out

of this place, didn't he? You ever seen

anything like in the whole dang world?

>> I knew you'd win, Mr. Lazarus.

>> It's him.

>> It has to be.

Navy.

[ __ ]

wouldn't have had to do that if you

didn't start screeching loud enough to

wake half the blue bellies in Texas. Mr.

Brousard,

you are Jack Brousard, the Yankee

sharpshooter.

[snorts]

>> I don't like to use that name in Texas.

Call me Lazarus.

Nat,

why didn't you tell me you was hiding

this fella in here?

He don't know who the hell I am. I

picked this place random. Told him and

his family keep their damn mouth shut to

anybody. Had a strong sense town wasn't

safe to stay. What I saw though this

morning confirmed it in spades.

>> Yeah, I would have taken your poor

nephew's place had I only been able.

Damn bastards.

Andy Hansel was only 15 years old.

>> 17.

>> That's right. 17.

I guess if anyone should, Ken knows the

right age of Ken. My name is Tom

Howerin.

I'm leader of the Holy Blood Knights of

the Confederacy.

Welcome to the cause, Mr. Brousan.

Some of me and my boys were with

Contrail up in Kansas. Some with

Shelby's Iron Brigade. But when Bobby E.

Lee and his Virginia manners just gave

away the dream at Appamatics,

we come back home, Mr. Brousard, us and

about 3,000 other Texans. And when me

and mine show them what kind of godamn

hurricane a dozen men can make, they're

going to come and running and fight to

make Texas its own sovereign nation once

again.

Now, I know you got paid. Last thing

Andy told me before they got him that

you wired him back.

So, are you ready to smack a blow right

into Billy Yanks black heart?

What do you want me to do?

Don't you mean who, Mr. Brousad?

>> And who?

>> Yeah, you'll get the name when you need

it. You understand my need for caution.

>> Yes. And yes, indeed.

We'll be seeing each other real soon.

Good night, Mr. Brousard.

Good night, boys.

>> [snorts]

>> You know that boy got killed wasn't 13.

17s have been amazed for execution

according to Yankee Army regulations.

>> Isn't that true?

>> You're asking the wrong man,

>> Jack Prousard. [music]

That's who you really are.

>> I have no earthly idea.

>> Why'd you say he was?

I don't think you quite understand Texas

right now, Mr. Beta.

Is that who you really are?

Who net?

I don't believe it. Not for a moment.

I've seen what you done for us. For

Davey.

It's a mistaken identity. That's all.

Must be. You wouldn't kill for money.

>> I killed somebody, Elizabeth.

I'm seeing it all the time in my head

now. Assassin that they're screaming

after me. And maybe I did it for money.

And me maybe I did it just for fun. But

I did it. I did murder.

>> I don't believe it. I won't believe it.

That's just not who you are.

>> And who am I? You tell me because I want

to know more than anything else in this

whole damn world.

I don't know.

I just know what you're not, Mr.

Lazarus.

I wish the God I did, Mrs. Patchet.

You want the cow?

>> Just take it and go.

>> No, sir. We're here for the gentleman

who I believe is in residence here.

There ain't nobody here.

You looking for me?

>> Yes, sir. We're here to escort you to

General Sheridan.

>> What reason?

>> Well, if the gentleman would be so kind.

water.

Got to have.

It is a genuine pleasure to make your

acquaintance, sir.

I offer you rich Java coffee steaming

and a uh tropical delicacy per chance.

The Caribbeans call it Boa.

Such a uh fascinating people

simultaneously

savage and sophisticated.

>> Thank you.

>> No, thank you, sir. See, those vagabons

tried to get physical.

Your treatment of them was just and

proper. Please know they continue to be

disciplined. In a similar vein,

your marksmanship at the shooting

contest was well, quite spectacular from

what I hear. Brings to mind an Ohio lad

of ours who earned himself quite a

reputation during the Shannidoa

campaign. something of a eagle eye with

a Witworth sniper rifle I was so often

told by the name of Jack Brousard.

Is it possible sir that I am currently

addressing

one and the same?

>> No sir, I was born with the name

Lazarus.

>> Please

sit.

Born where?

New Hampshire.

Manchester, New Hampshire.

>> Indeed, it's a lovely township. You see,

Mr. Brousard, the scoundrel, is no

longer loyal to the Union or anyone

else, as far as I know. He offers up his

considerable gifts to the highest

bidder. Rumor has it his fee has

currently been met by a band of rebel

outlaws operating in this particular

part of Texas.

>> I would think that any state under your

command would be free of such outlaws,

General. It's not these particular

rebels that concern me, Mr. Lazarus. I

have eyes that watch their every step.

They're well under control, even as we

speak.

>> [music]

>> It's this brassard that interests me. I

should like to meet him and offer him

twice. No, three times his current fee

in exchange.

>> Certainly, sir.

You have no idea whose presence you were

in, do you?

>> No earthly idea.

>> This is Ulissiz S. Grant, commander of

the armies of the United States of

America.

>> Yes,

of course. Please forgive me, General.

Not at all, sir. Mr. Lazarus,

are you as frightened as I am, sir, that

the fracture that this land has suffered

will never truly heal? I want to speak

of this in my address to this Damar.

That this war has had no winner. Only

two losers. I want back the country I

once had. Without conditions,

recriminations, vengeance. For Texas to

rejoin the Union, its citizens need do

no more than say, "I want this, too."

Is it possible, Mr. Lazarus, that people

could find those words in their hearts?

>> I hope so, sir. I just don't know how

many hearts you're going to reach in a

place the size of San Sebastian.

>> Gettysburg was a small town, too. Mr.

Lincoln's message managed to travel

somewhat beyond its boundaries. I pray

that mine can at least reach the ears of

those bent on resistance to a unified

nation.

>> I'd like to be present for that speech,

but that depends on General Sheridan's

plans for me.

>> Well, I'll speak for Sheridan.

You're free to come and go as you

please. And I hope that includes your

presence at my address tomorrow.

>> May I share my hopes for you, Mr.

Lazarus of New Hampshire, that you will

pass along the following to whomever it

implies,

that measures of the greatest severity

will be taken against any and all

individuals who would harbor or abet the

scoundrel Brousard and his rebel employ.

Is my message clear?

>> Perfectly clear.

>> Good. I'm glad we have this visit,

>> and I pray you won't be a stranger here

again,

>> gentlemen.

The verdict. Gentlemen,

>> that's not the face of the Jack Rousard.

I remember from Petersburg.

>> Petersburg was hundreds of days and

thousands of faces ago.

We will not be letting Mr. Lazarus out

of our sight.

>> Lazarus. Mr. Lazarus, you okay? Mama was

worried about you. Said to come check

see if he was in trouble.

>> Fine, David. It was just a mistake.

>> Well, let's head on home.

>> I I can't go home with you.

>> Why? Where you got to go and stay?

>> I mean, not just now. I can't go back

ever, Davey. It's hard to explain.

I would just end up causing you all a

lot of trouble.

>> Did I do something wrong? That's why

you're saying this?

>> Oh, no. For God's sakes, no.

>> Good. So, we got no problem. You and me

will go wherever you want. You name it.

You got a favorite place? Want to sail

to a different country?

>> No.

>> How about Africa? You ever been

>> Don't you ever stop asking questions

even for a minute?

>> All I want to know here is

>> you want this and you want that. Just

keep your mouth shut. All right. I

>> I thought we was friends.

>> Friends?

You're just a little kid.

Davey, I want you to go home.

>> Go on. Get out of my sight.

>> I hate you. I hate you.

Hey, I know you.

>> Damn right you know me. I'm your weekly

trip to heaven.

>> Guess that makes you my big old personal

angel, Portland.

>> Feeling a little more like the devil

today, ma'am.

>> Well, you better come up here and show

me those horns.

Mister, you're looking lonely as a man

born minor's hands.

>> Four bits and you got yourself 10

fingers worth of friends.

Look, I'll make it a porter. You could

stay the whole night.

Why there is my personal Samaritan

himself, Mr. Lazarus.

>> I'd be most grateful, Sergeant, if you

allow me the quickest of words with the

lady.

>> Ah, you'll want more than a word with

this one, mister. And she's all yours

once I get back from paradise.

>> Let's go, honey.

Mr. Winter,

>> I'm currently occupied, Mr. Lazarus.

However, if your need persists, I am

available for edification in a mere

60 minutes.

>> Where?

>> Where else? Sugar pie. You just go ahead

and get yourself a room.

>> 1 hour, maybe two.

You were instructed not to come here.

>> This is no longer your post. What are

you afraid I'll find? You are not to

take a step further.

>> What the hell happened here? Take him.

Them bastards. Yellow blueb belly

bastards. They didn't even have the guts

to face us off like men. They opened up

on us and shot us down like dogs. They

got the Mloud brothers, Billy Battton,

everybody. Look what they done to my

brother.

>> How'd they know to find you way up

there? Don't make no damn sense.

>> Yeah, it does. You got a snake rat in

your midst. Name a damned Padet.

Dead. Patch it.

>> [music]

>> There is only you.

There will always only be you.

>> [panting]

>> You just love to surprise a girl, don't

you, sugar? My

There is the payroll for the boys from

the bivwax. $10,000.

>> That's the US pay master.

>> Oh, yes. I saw to her that the big ugly

cuss always stopped by for a piece of

something sweet before hauling off into

the sticks.

I spend a great deal of time and effort

bringing this to fruition.

Despite your bounty of charm, Angel,

I have little compunction about putting

a great big hole through your head

should you stand in my way.

>> I don't care about the money or the

yank.

>> Oh, y'all just came by to tell me you

love me. No, I

>> look

I know you know who I am. Please

just tell me.

You're a fine man, sir. You know that.

You always were. But I got nothing else

to say to you, Sugar.

To find what you want, Mr. Lazarus.

You need look no further

than dreams.

>> You are

Yeah.

Who is she?

dreams.

Lazarus. Mr. Mr. Lazarus.

>> They came. [laughter] They came and took

Nav.

>> Who? Who took N?

>> Valer and the Blood Knights. They said

he's been a spy for the union. He's been

telling Sheridan everything they've been

up to.

>> Yes. But that might be true. I I saw him

in town the other day.

>> I know it's true.

>> But you got to do something, Mr.

Lazarus. You got to I know where they

went. I saw I can take you there.

>> That's what happened if it weren't for

me. [sighs and panting]

Oh, let's you go home and wait for me

there. If I'm not back by morning, you

pack up and get as far as you can away

from San Sebastian. You leave me, have

Davey show me the way. I'll have him

home before long before.

>> All right.

This belongs to you. I think you're

going to need it.

>> You show me the way, boy.

>> Okay. Come on.

>> We're done over there.

>> Yeah. Are we going to kill every one of

them dead?

>> You are going home. I'll be back soon

with your B.

>> You can't take them all.

>> Baby, home now. Go on.

Looking for a boy named Andy Hansen.

>> I'm sorry, sir. You're going to have to

speak up.

>> Andy Hansen.

>> Andy Hansen got himself shot three days

ago by the Yankees. Sedition. They said

it was.

>> And wanted to offer his condolences.

Where would he go?

>> I I suppose you could talk to Mr. Holler

and Tom Hollerin. Yeah.

The man's going to mur. He just does it

and he's done with it. doesn't play with

a kill first.

>> He killed my brother. He killed my boys.

This man is going to beg for death and

he ain't going to get it till he howls.

>> I'm not going to let that happen.

>> One more wood and I'll put you up in

that tree, Mr. Jack Prousad. Eagle. I

know.

>> You still want me to kill Grant?

>> How the hell do you know that?

>> You want him dead or not?

>> I think if you string up Nat Patchet, it

is S. Grant walks out of San Sebastian.

Oh, hail and hearty.

>> Fine. He lives, but you kill Grant for

us. But if Grant don't die, then Nat

Patchet does. Him and his whole damn

family with him.

>> That's true enough.

>> Now, Grant's giving a speech today,

11:00 in the town square on the band

box. So, you meet us here before 10:00.

>> I don't need your help. Well, you going

to get it anyway. For all I know, you're

as much blackarted traitor as him. Here,

>> I'll be here. You got my word.

Now, let him up.

>> Let him up, boys.

>> Okay.

Oh, no. [laughter]

Mom.

Oh my god. Thank God. [laughter] Thank

God. Thank you.

How could you do it, Dad? How?

>> Easy. Cuz he's yellow.

>> That's right. I I thought it was

something else, but

it boils down to that's exactly what I

am.

You three got to leave here.

right now.

>> Why?

>> The Blood Knights,

they think I'm going to kill Grant.

>> Are you?

>> I do or I don't. Hollerin's going to

come here looking to avenge his brother.

He's not going to let that go.

>> Davey, I need your help, Han.

Time to go.

>> You ain't coming.

>> No.

You take [music] care of yourself here.

>> Yes, sir. I'll do that.

Elizabeth, uh, if things were different,

>> then things would be different.

>> I don't imagine I'll be seeing you

again.

>> I suppose not.

>> [music]

>> better to go while we still can.

>> Be careful, Matt.

>> Giddy up there.

If you're coming, it's now.

>> Bye, Mr. Lazarus.

>> Yes.

>> Well, if we're going to do it,

>> let's do it.

>> Just a tid. There's just this one little

thing.

>> What would that be?

>> There's this fella. I'd like you to

meet.

>> Name's Jack Rousar.

>> I told you you'd end up in this here

tree, didn't I?

Quit moving. You get your chance to

dance soon enough.

>> What the hell?

What the hell are you doing?

>> I can stop you faster than they can.

>> You missed him and hit my man. I didn't

miss. The man was in the way. Now he

ain't.

Now the target's out of sight.

>> Well, listen. We ain't got time for no

quail hunt. The clock's ticking. Our

business in town won't wait.

>> I want to put daylight through his

brain.

>> Jason will get him. And if he don't,

then you'll get your chance. Now get

wrapped up here. Let's go.

You ain't much fun, mister.

>> You didn't even put up half a fight.

>> [screaming]

>> You are not to go to the theater

tonight. You are to remain here.

>> I don't understand.

>> You are being relieved of your duties

this evening.

>> On whose authority? But for the time

being, mine.

This office is now your past.

You will not leave it tonight. You are

no longer the president's guard.

Do you understand?

>> [screaming]

>> up there.

>> There. The one on the horse. He's the

one shot the president.

>> I saw him do it.

>> I did too.

>> It was him. The actor.

>> Grant speaks at 11.

10:00. I've still got time.

Come on.

All right.

Come on.

Wait

a minute.

Yeah, we'll just sit nice [music] and

Come on, watch it all happen. Then you

and me will have our little dance.

>> You were ordered not to come here

tonight. Insubordination, there can be

no graver crime and one which I will

address in a few moments.

>> I am aware

[screaming]

[groaning]

>> don't know the manners of society.

I guess I know enough to turn you

inside.

>> He shot the [screaming]

It's here by the water t. Get

it.

Come

on.

Woohoo.

Mr. Hower

dog.

They're rapid.

Journey bastards.

>> I think you'll have him kicking around

for another few years.

>> Thank you, doctor.

Well,

>> guess it's good a time as any to try

those goodbyes again.

>> Stay, Mr. Lazarus. Don't go.

>> Please, if you can. Wish I could, but I

got an appointment to keep with a

certain party in New Orleans and uh

well, maybe sometime after that matter

is all said and done, I could swing by

and

pay my respects. Be looking forward to

it, friend.

>> You're fine, fell.

>> Good luck, sir. And thank you. We will

be forever in your debt.

You ain't never really ever coming back

at all, are you?

>> You understand something, friend?

You saved me. You gave me my life back,

and I owe you for that forever.

So, you and me,

it ain't even half over between us.

Meantime, uh, let's work on that throne

arm. The day I get back, I want to see

genuine lightning that puts a hole clear

through my back.

>> Hey, fix that broken window for your

paw.

You could stay if you really wanted to.

Well,

there's a difference between

really want something and

actually reaching out and taking it in

your arms.

>> What about what I really want?

>> I don't think we're too far apart on

that issue.

my home,

family,

sense of who you are in the eyes of God

and the world.

All I got to do is take three steps back

through your own front door to get that

list.

I got no idea in hell where I got to go

to get it.

Then you best be gone.

Go with God.

the palace of dreams.

If it's the sum of all his experiences

that makes a man whole, then what's that

make a fellow who's had near every

memory of all he's ever done wiped clean

from his head? I won't stop. I will

never stop searching until I know

everything again.

Until I am whole.

>> Sweet Lord in heaven. I don't believe

it.

[snorts]

A son of a [ __ ] is still alive.

[music]

You are

hallelujah.