Original subtitles

Something has happened to me which I do

not understand. All I know for certain

is I am alive. How I got here, who I am,

I do not know. But I must have seen or

done something, something terrible, to

be buried alive, to be left for dead. I

can remember nothing of my life, my

friends or my enemies. But the key to my

identity lies somewhere out there. And I

will search until I find the man I was

and hope to be. again.

Who am I? This man reborn from the

grave. Lazarus who has no memories.

But I am what I have known. When memory

is gone, the man himself cannot exist.

To live again, the very bones of my past

must be dug up and put together again.

[music]

Are you looking for a friend?

Just someone I used to know.

Reb?

How could I have been a Reb?

Did you find what you were looking for?

>> No, ma'am.

They got us cold, Mr. P.

Pardon me, mister. I didn't mean to

splash it.

Is that what your father said after he

had his way with your mother?

>> Or was it your fifth death?

>> I don't believe I like your mouth,

mister.

>> Oh, well.

>> Would you care to caught me a new one?

>> I don't fight cripples.

>> You better, Missy, or you'll soon

yourself become one.

>> [sighs]

>> is that all you can do, Mary dear? My

rumatist grandmother had a better punch.

>> [groaning]

>> Come on. You want more?

>> Oh, you and the whole damn world can get

married here.

>> You're lon crazy.

>> You just figure that out now.

>> I'LL FIGHT MY OWN BATTLES.

>> Didn't say he couldn't. Just got tired

of the noise.

Quinn

have forgotten goosees. Mr. Quinn,

[screaming]

>> that's enough, Mr. Quit. Damn war is

over. You're damn right it is. But you

ain't. You're not dead. Should I be?

Well, you weren't then. You sure as hell

should be now. And you know the reasons

why, you black Judas dog.

>> No, I don't know why. You tell me.

>> You got the cannon. I'm all ears.

>> What do you want me to say?

>> What do I want?

Just tell me why.

>> Why? What?

>> You turned agent as well as traitor.

Quinn.

>> Quinn.

Look, you tell me something. You tell me

something true. You really not remember

who I am. I'm just hoping I won't

remember.

>> I got no earthly idea who you are.

[laughter]

>> Well, that don't beat all. The war's

done you worse than it's done me. Didn't

happen in the war. I don't care if it

happened. A piano fell on your head.

It's justice.

Man without a memory is worse than a

walking dead. It's just desserts.

bettered the planted kind.

You friends with that same one who wants

me dead.

Who wants to wear the derby hat,

handlebar mustache? One who used to give

the orders.

No, just be this guy wants a piece of

your sorry hide. No, no, no. I can't say

that no, but if I did, I give him three

cheers and a big cigar.

What do you say you tell me what I did

that's got you so riled up?

>> You stay in the town.

>> Might be.

I'll take it over.

>> Oh, by the way, name's Mac.

Mac.

certainly

this wire

war department must be important.

>> Could be, my boy. Let's just say I'm uh

I'm fishing for something sweet.

Excellent idea, Mr. Phillips.

>> Thank you very much.

>> Appreciate it.

>> Sorry to disturb you, sir.

>> The bee is a wondrous engine of service.

He manufactures ambrosia while

simultaneously defending his sovereign

and in that defense

gives his life without complaint for his

queen.

She can sting and sting and sting

with no harm to herself.

Rank has its privileges.

>> Tell me.

>> Uh, telegraph just received from the war

department. Address to code name the

major.

>> Reed.

>> I hear you want Quinn.

I can serve him up to you for a price.

Meet me 3 days hence

dead noon where I say come yourself.

Wire back for more particulars and if it

flows clear

we go.

You look like a DGO straight off the

boat.

My my my. We fall a long way from the

old days, haven't we? C.

>> It's an honest dollar or a man's got to

eat.

>> Well, I got something we sight better

for you.

>> You used to know your way around

explosives. Have you still got a knack?

>> Why?

>> There's a mine.

>> Fortune and silver. cover last I know

discover it came and buried them and

their booty before they got caught out

an ounce. It's hard traveling, but once

we get there, all we got to do is blow

ourselves a new hole and start shoveling

out the siding. And why are you asking

me?

Because I need a hand. And besides, I

figured you owe me. And what exactly is

it you think I owe you?

>> He'll owe me.

Damn it. What do you want in or out?

>> Oh, all right. Out then.

>> That's one.

>> Where is this mine?

>> Got it.

>> Arkansas.

Pleasant little place called Purgatory.

[groaning]

>> Purgatory. You want my hands or you want

my soul?

>> Oh, now Captain, you figure we still got

souls to give?

I get my horse.

>> Yes, Captain. Yes, we are going to make

ourselves a fortune.

>> That'll likely get us dead. [music]

They're late, sir.

Mr. done.

>> Hey,

>> we've been waiting for you.

>> And you, sir, should quite frankly be

waiting until Hell Freeze is over.

>> My gentleman and I were amidst

performing our services in White Dear

when your wire came. We were forced to

leave the job unfinished, the contract

unfulfilled. That is not the manner in

which we do business.

As you see, this authorization

supersedes and nullifies any and all

previous services you might have been

contracted for.

>> Then it appears we are at your disposal,

major.

What is our destination?

>> Purgatory.

Come on. Move into it. Move down. Move.

MOVE. WAIT A LITTLE. PUT YOUR BODY INTO

IT. COME ON. MOVE. MOVE IT. MOVE IT FOR

I got to make a tree. NEITHER MAN NOR

BEAST. STOP. TRY a lighter hand.

>> Oh well. I'm not the kind of man to whip

a horse. I forgot myself. I found

beating rarely gets anyone what they

want except rid of what they're beating.

All right. Come on now. Here we go.

Easy.

All right. Whoa.

Come on. Come on. Easy. Easy. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Easy. Come on. Come on. Come on. Get

him. Come on.

Come on. Come on. There we go.

>> Yeah. There we go. There we go. Okay.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

If I could be rid of my own damn

company, I surely would.

>> You seem to be the kind of man who needs

more company, not less. I had a family

once.

Wife, little ones.

But after the war, I just didn't fit.

>> Is that how they felt about it?

>> That's how it was, Quinn, my boy. That's

how it was.

Can you at least tell me? Is that my

first name or my last?

>> It's neither.

>> That's code.

>> Code.

>> Boys, quiet down. Sir,

>> we're going to do a job, not lose our

skins.

>> You're a lead dog. Whatever you say,

Quinn.

Let's go.

>> We were spies.

Spies for the Union.

>> Oh, she starts to come back to you,

doesn't it? In pieces. What were we

lessons over, Quinn? My boy.

Maybe what's up ahead will cure us both.

Hold up.

[music]

Why are we stopping?

>> Rest the horses.

>> We have an appointment to keep.

>> He won't keep it on a dead mount. I

would suggest you relay that fact to

your employer now.

>> He wants a word with you.

Gentlemen, we ride on.

[laughter]

Feed my white head. blow all shaking

THUNDER

AND STRIKE FLAT THE WORLD.

>> Storm's coming on fast. Got to find SOME

KIND OF SHELTER.

NONSENSE.

>> IT'S BRIGHT BLUE AS A BABOON'S BEHIND.

If we don't, we're going to be HUMAN

LIGHTNING RODS.

>> NO, WE MUST go on.

>> [screaming]

>> WE STOP NOW.

>> SAME OLD QUIT. Got an ounce of iron in

you. You craven bastard.

You talk to me.

>> What happened that night? You ran out of

us. You son of a [ __ ]

>> Red. Red's got to jump on us.

>> Tommy, where's the thumb out of Tarant?

>> They got him. Going to sweat them. Make

them both talk. Nothing. Nothing I could

do.

>> How many ribs? [snorts]

>> I don't know. Three or four. Guard them.

Back on the ridge.

>> All right. You stay here. I'll go [ __ ]

I'm not by yourself. You

stay here undercover. That's an order.

You left us there to die.

They got us COLD DISCIPLINE.

I FIGURED YOU WERE DEAD. It's your hail

and hole.

Why didn't you go backwards?

They had us out. And where the hell were

you?

Look at you. Stranger to yourself.

All your past crime burnt out here.

Well, don't come looking to me for

forgiveness cuz I have none left to

give.

I have to know what happened to my

to you and the others

head us out

dead to rights.

He didn't have a chance to do a thing.

Why they didn't shoot us on the spot?

I'll never know.

Maybe because

>> they knew they had a much better way of

sending us to hell.

>> Captured

clapped into Andersonville.

Heart of it.

If I did,

I forgot. Well,

lucky you.

I called it hell in Georgia.

32,000 men crammed into 36 acres,

swamp and sand,

burning up in the sun during the day,

huddled together like pigs at night.

Rotten food, rotten water, no medicine.

Men killed each other for as little as a

button.

We were dying so fast.

They were throwing the bodies into the

trenches

hundred at a time.

Is that what happened to the others?

>> No. By God, no. No. I swore to heaven

and hell that I'd see them through, that

they'd all survive.

And they did. Every one of them.

Tommy Anders, Stuntton, Param, they all

made it.

By the time the war ended, we were skin

and bones, walking skeletons, weak like

babies,

but we were alive.

Big joke.

Seems the army was in a big rush to get

some of us home.

So they crammed us on

a Mississippi steamer called the

Sultana.

2,000 men

jammed onto decks that were meant to

hold half as many.

We didn't care.

They were going home.

We got as far as Memphis

before three of the boilers blew.

I was sleeping on the main deck with my

boys.

And the next thing I know,

I'm floating on a plank.

My arm is half blown.

And the sultan is a blaze from stem to

stern.

Floating bonfire.

That sound

2,000 men burning to death.

I got them through 8 months in that

hotel.

And then that one night I was so tapped

and I survived.

Why? Why? Oh, there's got to be some

some reason,

[snorts]

some purpose.

I'm sorry, Mac.

Oh, don't don't

you don't want your sympathy.

Till you walk my shoes,

the heart torn out of you.

What happened to you there?

I uh died and came back.

for vengeance,

justice.

You have a hard time finding that in

this black world.

[sighs]

It's [clears throat] a hard ride today.

Mr. Don,

>> a hard one tomorrow. Mr. Blake,

>> the other gentlemen and I have shared

observations of the situation, and we've

come to the conclusion that uh we've

been employed for the purposes of

eliminating just one individual.

>> Your conclusion is accurate, Mr. Blake.

>> All of our resources, Mr. Don, but just

one individual.

He must either possess an extraordinary

tenacity and must be involved in

something that the powers that be

weren't very much to keep under wraps.

>> I would not be surprised if it were

both. Mr. Blake,

>> dawn will soon be upon us.

Time you turned in, Mr. Blake.

>> Yes, I will do that now.

You shouldn't encourage such

speculation, Mr. Dunn.

I say this for the sake of both you and

your gentlemen.

>> We are not used to working with

blinders, sir. You must understand the

curiosity of my gentlemen.

I would hope they have an equal

inclination towards self-preservation.

When we apprehend our man

for the time that he remains alive, you

are not to question or to even speak to

him. Neither he nor this mission ever

existed, and you are never to discuss

it. Is that understood?

>> The terms? Yes. The why? No.

>> Just one thing.

>> Yes.

Day in day out working for the beast,

issuing his orders for execution.

How does it feel to be no longer human?

To be nothing but a sawdust skull

marionette?

It might surprise you to know that I

have a wife and friends and go to church

on Sunday. I'm a man just like you.

Just like the prey.

>> No,

not anymore.

WHOA.

[screaming] Got it.

>> We'll um we'll leave the wagon here and

we'll we'll put what we can on the

horses. No.

>> Give me a hand.

>> Oh by God. Not until you tell me what's

over that rise.

>> I told you. Now give me a hand.

>> There isn't any mine, is there?

>> Who's waiting for us over there, Mick?

>> Oh, there's a mine.

It haunts my night. Dogs my waking days.

>> He's waiting, isn't he? A derby man. And

you can't be late. And what's he paying

you, Mac? What's a man like you cost? A

dollar and change?

[screaming and groaning]

Woohoo!

No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!

>> [panting]

>> I thought you were a dead man.

>> I might well have been. You want

gratitude?

>> Not now. back then. That reb shot you

square.

>> Well, how'd you know about that?

>> I heard the gunfire.

Was coming back to help. Another Johnny

hit me in the skull. Butt of a rifle. I

guess he left me for dead.

>> Then you didn't run.

He didn't run out on us.

There's something I want you to see.

Come on. Right over the ridge.

Don't be shy. It won't bite us.

>> [music]

[music]

>> This is the place. This is where it

happened.

>> That it is.

>> We

our home.

The major.

That fat ass demon bastard.

Tarantula sitting in the war department

spinning his webs and us all stuck to

them.

>> How'd you know he was the same one

hunting me?

>> I knew he was the one that always give

you the orders. I saw him on more than

one occasion talking to you.

Porting that feted little derby to hide

his horns.

I saw him that night as well. The revs

are leading me and the others through

the brush all trusted up.

And there I spots him.

His piggy little head poking through the

foliage, fat little finger to his lip.

Sure, she says, don't betray us.

And I didn't because I knew not 500

yards from him was a unit sent to back

us up. 14 Union soldiers armed to the

teeth,

ready to give that rebel squad a run for

their money. And I know he's just

waiting for the right time, the right

position

to give the order to attack.

But that order never comes.

All we get is

covering his ass, watching us walk right

on by.

Mac,

cover that up now. You're doing good.

Dig that hole deeper.

>> All this time,

you've been searching for a way to get

back at him.

>> Then you found me.

>> Oh, he'll come for you. Sure. He's

starving for you.

>> He won't be coming alone. You know that.

And you can't kill innocent men.

>> Oh, don't worry about that.

>> Fact, we don't have to be on opposite

sides. We can capture him, turn him over

to the authorities.

>> You are a noborn, aren't you? He is the

authorities.

When do they ever pay for their crimes?

The likes of us get chewed up and spat

out.

The ghosts of our men are crying out for

vengeance.

CAN'T I HEAR THEM?

>> This is the only way to stop him. I'll

throw one with you. I'll throw him with

you right now.

You are an honorable man, Quinn. I see

that now.

Which is why I can't trust you on this.

[music]

You're undercover here. They won't spy

you.

You'll be able to work yourself free in

due time.

You're a good man, Quinn. I treated you

hard. for that. I'm truly sorry.

There they are.

Early as I knew they would be. He's not

a patient man. Our master.

>> Mac. This is suicide.

>> No, my friend. This is peace.

You make sure my horses are well

treated.

Heat. Heat.

Mr. Dunn, I would suggest searching the

area and the mine immediately.

>> I'm aware of the tactics required.

>> Mr. Byron, Mr. Shelly, there's immediate

area.

Joey,

it's probably warmer over here than the

wind.

>> I you fat toad.

>> Randy, my saddle bag. Bring it here.

Get back in line, son.

Watch your boss.

>> [music]

[music]

>> No.

I know you're in here. Nature.

Oh, listen to that. Sounds like old

times, doesn't it?

Then I forgot. You never were much in

the thick of things, were you?

>> My aunt Clara always said,

"Never trust an Irishman."

>> Well, then you should listen to your old

aunt.

But then you never listen to anything

much but your own black hearton

pelmyra

Tommy Anders.

You ever think about them in the night?

Dead not even buried.

>> That was war.

>> THAT WAS MURDER.

See this.

Well, Major, look at this.

The whole cave mouth is wired.

It's all going to come crashing down.

You'll be buried so far, not even God's

own army could dig you out. You'll be

buried alive.

And so will I. And then I'm half dead

already. I just hope I get the chance to

see you die real slow. All

right.

Get out of here.

>> Are you done?

>> I don't believe my man.

>> Come on, you lousy dick. Let's get out

of here.

In there. [screaming] Hurry.

Hurry. [groaning] In there.

Shoot.

All right. [screaming]

Son of a [ __ ]

An extraordinary tenacity.

It is pity to mar such beauty.

It

>> is in the eyes of the beholder. You ugly

cuss.

I will live. Should never have stopped

me. So he could had you all.

There always be more like him. Mac,

the only thing that keeps them from

multiplying without number are people

who remember. Spend all my nights trying

to forget. Now you're asking me to

remember? I'm afraid that's a cross

you'll have to bear.

>> What? It's a long road.

Why don't I share it with you?

The war's over.

Time to go home, soldier.

Maybe someday me and mine come pay a

call.

It is painfully unsettling to have no

memory of the chaos and confusion of a

war which rent the whole nation. But now

I see how much more painful it must be

to remember.

terrifying memory. You were the one he

trusted