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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. I will search until

I find the man I was and hope to be

again.

April 1866.

Some wisp of memory, some phantom has

come to me. I have a dim faltering

recollection of a small Colorado town

and a doctor named Mitchell whom I

believe may have aided me in my previous

life. I could certainly use a friend, an

ally, at least someone who might shed

some light on the darkness of my world.

For until I can claim myself, each day,

each moment is [music] only a prologue

and not truly living at all.

Mind if I rest my horse?

>> You can rest yourself, too.

>> Pomegranate.

These aren't supposed to go outside of

the tropics. Come on, sit down.

>> Way out here. I do admire an

individualist.

>> Did you ever have one of these?

>> Not that I remember.

Looks like you put in some hard

traveling.

>> Looking for Serenity.

>> Serenity, Colorado.

>> 5 miles on. You got business there?

>> Might have.

>> Oh, damn. It's just my boys.

Marlin, play, fool. Come on. We got

company.

>> I'm Henry Curtis. Name's Lazarus.

>> Lazarus.

It's him.

I I got to fix supper. You'll find

lodging in town inside, boys.

>> Thanks for the refreshment.

[screaming]

>> Why you trying to skewer me, boy?

>> It's true. It's all true.

>> Get it now. Now,

look,

>> Mr. Lazarus, sir, what you got in mind,

I can appreciate. We know what you can

do. We've all seen it.

>> Seen it? What are you talking about?

>> Just get on your horse and ride, please.

Oh, great.

Okay.

>> Doc Mitchell here. Bots,

>> you a friend of his?

>> I'm looking for him to tell me.

>> Oh, that'd be quite a feat. Doc got

himself a missionary bug. Ought to be

about halfway to China by now. Mr.

I'm uh Lazarus.

>> How about someone telling me what's so

oldf remarkable about that?

>> Nothing. Nothing at all. You call

yourself whatever you like here. It's

all in the house.

>> No thanks. Don't like the taste.

I'm telling you, it's him in the flesh.

>> I suppose he's 8t tall with fire

shooting out of his eyes. [laughter]

>> Here he comes.

Mister Mr. Lazarus.

>> Whoa. It ain't nothing like that.

I'm just a real big admirer and I I was

wondering if I could shake your hand.

>> I'm in A MOOD TO KILL A MAN THAT CAN'T

BE KILLED.

>> MR. I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM, BUT I'M sure

we can TALK THIS OVER A NICE DRINK. I'M

GOING TO STOP THROWING THINGS AT ME SO

WE CAN TALK OVER. [screaming]

WHY DON'T

>> YOU JUST LAY DOWN?

>> You see that?

>> I wouldn't believe if I hadn't seen it.

>> He couldn't touch.

>> Nobody can. Who in the hell do YOU ALL

THINK I AM?

>> YOU'RE SOMEBODY.

I'm nobody.

I just want to be in one of them

pictures. Pictures? Yeah. Like a scene

in the panoram.

>> We all seen it.

>> Man who couldn't be killed.

You're lucky to be alive, mister. You

can't kill him. No, you can't kill.

>> No charm.

>> Thanks, sir.

Go ahead and sit down.

Ladies and gentlemen, my friends, we all

lead our appointed lives, measuring our

hours and days, knowing there will come

a time we shuffle off this mortal coil

and meet our maker.

All same one that is died and came back

newborn. Not in the ancient times. No,

but now

>> right out of the ground.

There's no way.

The rest of name and home doomed wander

the earth.

>> Sim down

carnage and mayhem attending him

wherever he goes. Like his own personal

plague and pestilence.

>> I think a man could really do that.

laying waste to all about him but

leaving him unscathed.

>> Attend, dear friends, the tale of the

man who can't be killed.

>> The man known only as

Lazarus.

[applause]

>> Oh my god.

[cheering]

>> [applause]

[applause]

>> looking for someone.

>> The man with a voice. Maybe the artist.

One and the same.

>> Just stepped out.

That's him. One no man can kill.

>> Let's see what horses can do.

[groaning]

>> [screaming]

>> Hey.

>> Oh, Billy. You're all right. Thank you,

Mr.

>> F. Let's get moving

ain't safe around nowhere.

What a mice.

That hooped dude is taking all my

business.

Mister,

we got a fine quail tonight. Oysters,

too. Not them prairie oysters. These are

taking choice from the sea.

>> Thanks, friend, but I got no appetite

tonight.

>> Well, you plan on taking a nice show.

Going to miss most of it.

>> Already seen it.

>> Fear, hesitation. Not for a moment.

Plunging into the maelstrom of lead like

a veritable force of nature.

Step by inexraable step as six guns

blaze.

But Lazarus knew no bullet could touch

him.

>> You'd think this would be more than

enough for the man who can't be killed.

But see, a powder wagon cares out of

control.

>> Got a gut full of this.

>> Strong men diving for cover.

>> Smoke cutting the air.

>> I want them now.

>> The very jaws of eternity

>> right now.

your indulgence. A moment.

>> Thank you, professor. It's all right.

>> Mr. Lazarus

at last.

>> You're young.

>> Genius knows no age.

>> More modesty.

>> Touche.

Call me

Verity.

>> Oh, I'd painted any number of shows. The

labors of Hercules, Odysius, and the

public liked them well enough. But I

sensed they hungered for something

fresh, a new mythology, the West.

So I immersed myself in stories and

rumors, every gunslinger and scout,

every shootout and brawl. But none had

sufficient grandeur.

That is until I happened through San

Sebastian

and heard of you.

>> So you made me your spectacular.

>> You want anonymity? Try not to be so

extraordinary.

Listen, you pup. I don't know how you

profit by this, but my cut is to be

spotlighted for old enemies and to be

made into a target for new.

>> And

you will deal with everyone. I'm sure of

it.

>> Gentlemen,

everything all right?

>> Oh, yes. Many feet, Mr. Bonnet. Thank

you. So, these oysters are the finest

this side of Chesapeake Bay.

>> I see you there. I do know my way about

the kitchen.

May I see those glasses, Mr. Bernette?

>> Well, certainly.

>> How remarkable.

>> Had them special made in St. Louis cost

me dear.

>> Thank you so very much.

Are you out here boring the customers to

death again?

>> Well, that's better than shooting them,

ain't it? [laughter]

>> I like talking to people. I don't think

that's a scene.

>> Oh, well, no, but letting food get cold

while you fan your jaw is get a move on.

[snorts]

[gasps]

>> She holds me in rare steam.

>> You didn't give a damn about his

glasses. It was his face. You have an

eye for details, too.

>> Here,

a momento.

>> And now, sadly, I must depart to my

labors.

>> Oh, and um should you do something

phenomenal tonight,

you will let me know.

>> You'll be the first to know.

This may not stop you.

>> I'll slow you down.

>> You best leave off

cuz I don't believe you're the man who

can't be killed any more than you do.

What are you planning to do?

Burn it? Something like that?

But my disciple seems to have worked you

all into a lather.

>> He won't let me burn it. How about you

just let me shoot him?

>> You're no killer.

I know the look.

Well, you better take another look at

your disciple because it won't be long

before he's killed me. Look, if you are

something to him, if you have some sway,

>> we have a hold on each other.

>> Enough to stop him.

You're part of this.

You're responsible, too, for whatever

happens.

You owe him something

favors. Money.

>> Money.

But do you think I

professor?

How must you appear?

His father and I

were fellow teachers.

The Institute for Free Men, Canterbury,

Connecticut.

Town folk had no love of us.

Uplifting all men was as reviled a

concept in the north as in the south.

But it was my

abiding conviction that by spreading the

eternal truths, the light of knowledge

before them in time, the darkness would

be swept away and reason would

must prevail.

I was gone doing research the night they

torched the school.

night his father was burned alive trying

to stop them.

>> So you took the boy? Well, his father

and I were each other's only friend. I

made his son my college of one. I gave

him Milton, Dante, all the good works of

man.

Imagine a child living only in the

light.

>> That's what's blinded him to real people

suffering real hurt.

He's spirited like his father,

but like his father, very generous, and

he's young. Give him time, he'll grow

into the man he was meant to be. Luck is

all that's kept me alive till now. I

don't have time.

and I'll talk to him tonight. Get him to

see you.

[music]

Been seeing the sides. I'm taking a few

things in.

>> Bring that over here, will you, please?

You know, son, I've never tried to lock

you down, rein in your enthusiasm, but

uh the turn the show has taken of late.

It's uh

you've never been one to be at a loss

for words.

Don't trouble yourself. I've been

ruminating on the very same thing.

>> Have you?

>> Yes. You see, dinner with Lazarus

tonight

opened my eyes.

You see, you can only play one note for

so long before it grows tiresome.

It's far better to find a different

tune.

>> Meaning,

>> meaning I'll change the show. I'll do

what's right.

Oh, good.

It's very good.

I knew you'd come to it.

I'm going to uh turn in.

>> Do you need anything?

>> Always looking out for me.

We look out for each other.

Get some rest, old friend.

Open my eyes indeed.

Let's see.

You take away the gray hair and the

glasses,

you've got quite a famous figure.

And when he and Lazarus are brought into

collision, it will be a thing to make

the heavens weep.

>> I've always had a fondness of morning.

Never came before.

It's a new beginning.

Maybe some folks.

>> Not to worry. All is well. He's changing

the game.

>> You must have been pretty persuasive.

>> Well, it took no persuasion on my part.

He is a man of honor, as I told you.

You can ride on now.

That's what you want, isn't it?

All along you've been worried that

others might get wind of this

ones who aren't amateurs.

Yes. Yes, I know

you're hunted.

You needed to turn the tide of this

thing. It's done.

Right on.

Right after I see for myself.

You decide to give in to the

competition?

>> Well, got a special invite. Me and the

Ms.

>> I guess you really did like their

oysters.

>> Mary, you set yourself here by me.

Dear friends, ladies and gentlemen,

attend the tale of Lazarus.

What lies in store for the man with no

life save what tomorrow brings?

Perhaps the past gives a clue to the

future.

Lazarus was a mere strippling,

little more than a boy

when he went up against a desperado

who'd planted 50 under the sod.

A grim reaper of the prairie

known as Kit Cory.

Lazarus's bullets struck Cory's

repeater,

blowing it up in his face.

>> Let's leave now.

>> No. Scarred, half blind,

a soiled dove, a fallen woman took him

in and eased his body and spirit in ways

that only she could.

They changed their name and came here to

Animus

as Robert

and Mary Barnett.

But now Lazarus is here and there can be

little doubt that he and Corey

will soon finish what they started.

>> [applause]

>> Not a bad show, don't you think?

>> Is it true?

>> Oh, what the gunfight?

>> Yes. Truly an uncanny shot.

>> Barnett is Cory.

>> Yes.

Fate, my dear Lazarus. Fate brought

Barnett to me bearing a plate of

oysters,

and I never forget a fate.

>> But you're not old enough to have been

there.

>> As I told you, I am a connoisseur of

tales. Besides, there were witnesses and

artists renderings. More than enough.

>> But what makes you think that I was

there, too?

>> Well, the boy had your hair and eyes.

And

>> do you realize what you've done?

These people live here. They've made a

life. You're going to take it back.

You're going to explain your error.

>> But there was none. How could I retract?

The crowd would never trust me again.

>> Empty.

Empty as this.

I pity you.

>> I'm [music] sorry. I had no way of

knowing.

>> A man of strong passions.

You

You're not telling what happened

anymore.

You're making it happen.

>> Let's not quarrel, old friend.

Truly, it's not in my control. I go

where my talent [music] leads me.

>> I've never doubted your talent.

But there's something more important.

Human decency.

>> [music]

>> You had to make a name for yourself,

didn't you? Tell that panorama man a

story about you and me. I don't care

thunder what you've done to me, mister.

Shaming my wife's going to get you

killed. I I I was no cowboy as a hired

killer. And listen, I swear I'll do

free.

>> Bob. Bob,

you never killed a man that didn't have

a fair chance. Don't start now.

All

right. All right.

You just remember how close you came.

>> Go on now. I want you to know I had no

part. Go

>> tomorrow.

You come talk tomorrow.

>> [music]

>> It begins.

>> 10 years.

It's all over, man. We're done here.

Lord, I'm so

tired.

>> Hush,

I'm here. We got each other.

>> What you got in me is a brand.

>> Good one, boy.

>> My god.

>> You going to sell the store, Mr.

Lazarus?

>> Going to call Cory out. I can't wait to

see you throw on you.

>> Like that, wouldn't you? Make a real

good show.

>> Well, sure.

>> Maybe ought to just throw on you.

>> Hey, you got no call for that. I'll put

my money on you.

>> We should pack up.

>> Move.

>> Word will just follow us.

We'll never fly clear.

So, let's see the hand we've been dealt.

Throw.

>> [sighs]

>> All right.

Again,

Dan needs to hell,

>> Bob.

>> Let's try now.

Do it.

Something holds.

Something still holding handy with that.

Yeah.

How about yourself?

>> I get by. You said you wanted to talk.

But why don't you show me?

>> I've got nothing to prove.

Well, that may be.

Show me. Anyway,

throw them.

>> All of them.

>> Throw them.

Well, well, well. Naturalb born

gunfighter

with corns.

Is it true what that show said? You

can't remember.

>> It's true.

>> I've been trying to forget my past all

my life. You've been blessed.

Was it me?

>> Well, all those years washing over both

of us like a river.

Who say?

If it wasn't. [music] Don't matter.

It's what's believed.

>> Because of that that picture, man.

>> Yeah. Well, I could blow him away like

dust on the boot. But a tender foot like

that, it' just be cold murder.

No matter what my reputation means some

[ __ ] or not, I was always known as a

man. And that

I'm not giving up.

>> No matter what.

>> Add me a little respect.

I dreamt dreams for a time.

I reckon long as I'm breathing,

it's just going to lay out one hard way.

You become the thing you expected to be.

>> I'm calling you out, son.

>> What?

>> Noon. The main thorough affair.

And whichever bites the dust. Well,

I guess he's found the way out. And

if that's what you want,

that's the way it is. [clears throat]

All right,

boy. Howdy.

Which is which?

>> Well, very soon we shall know.

>> Just move them around like chess pieces.

Not men at all.

>> You know what I think?

I think you need a holiday.

Perhaps after this show, you and I could

What are you doing?

>> I am not a man of violence.

So, I can't stop you. But I can stop

helping you.

>> Professor, you're letting these people

confuse you. You're in a hundred years,

nobody will remember this dusty old town

or or anyone in it except for what I

make immortal. People think in a hundred

years counts nothing compared to what

they feel right now.

>> You and I, we we are men of of of reason

of perspective above the hurt.

>> We are leeches

feeding off it. You think this is all my

fault? You may as well blame me for

tornadoes.

No, people have always hungered for

blood, for the thrill. I'm just filling

a need.

Professor, wait. You've always taken

care of all the practical matters.

What will happen to the show? I hope

my expectation

is that it and you, my two brilliant

creations,

will slowly unravel like a discarded

ball of twine.

[music]

>> [music]

>> Ultimately, the man of vision stands

alone.

>> What kind of thing are you? Do you have

a human heart in you? Bob's proud and

he's hotheaded and he's trying to be

something he once was, but he's not that

anymore.

>> He's not the kind of man to back down.

>> So, at noon, the two of you are going to

stand here blasting each other till one

of you is stone dead. No,

>> because by 11 I'll be gone.

>> You think you keep that hotad of yours

distracted till then?

>> Yes.

Yes, I think so.

>> Won't fix everything, but it's the best

I can think of.

Sorry, ma'am. Guess that panorama show

is right about one thing.

I bring trouble wherever I go.

>> Trouble just has a way of showing up.

Relaxing.

Load that wagon.

>> Hey mister,

best move away from your mouth.

Got no yin to hurt him.

Were you running out on me?

You think I'm too old?

You think I'm not a man?

>> One night we can talk about this.

>> We're done talking.

>> [music]

>> Draw.

Damn you.

>> I swear to God you going to drop.

[groaning]

>> No. Robert, no. [screaming]

>> [music]

>> Empty.

>> That damn thing was empty.

>> Why'd he do a loco thing like that?

>> Because he wanted to die.

He wanted an end to it.

>> [music]

>> No,

[music]

you're So sorry.

You just made me murder an unarmed old

man. [sighs]

You tell me why I shouldn't do the same

to you,

>> my dear fellow.

You couldn't.

>> Now, I don't rightly remember just what

I could or couldn't do.

The myth ends here and now. You're

painting a finale.

>> The the professor that the professor

would tell me what to do.

>> The professor isn't here now. You're

going to do what I say or I'm going to

blow you into a million pieces.

Wait, wait.

Just tell me what you want me to do.

I want you to make me dead.

You paint someone killing the man who

couldn't be killed.

All right.

But who?

>> Better make him up

>> so he don't mind being a legend.

He won't mind being a legend.

I just killed an unarmed old man, so I

won't mind blowing you into a million

pieces. But as Lazarus readies to

annihilate the innocent soul, the other

draws his pistol and sends him hurtling

to pedition. That's right, gone. Gone to

his everlasting rest.

And who is this Avenger? The one who

killed the man who cannot be killed.

None other than

>> your humble servant.

[applause]

[applause]

>> [cheering]

>> A friend of mine says each morning's

like the world's born all over again.

Guess he's right about that.

>> How you feeling?

>> I'm feeling pretty lively for

I reckon we both are by now.

>> Word of our demise spreads, it'll buy us

time.

>> A good long time.

>> Where you heading? Oh, here California's

got a tolerable climate and they're in

need of some good cooking. How about

yourself?

>> Just down the road.

>> Yeah.

Well, when you find who you are,

I think you'll be a right good man.

a [music] little balance. It's done.

>> Gentlemen,

>> get the horses. Get ready to roll.

>> Yes, sir.

>> We've got new worlds to conquer.

>> Chop chunk.

That'll do it. You the panorama man.

>> I um Yes.

[music]

>> I got him. I got the man who killed the

man who can't be killed. I got me.

Hallelujah.