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What if for a hundred generations

You lived with something.

Knew it like your brother,

Loved it as if it were your only child.

And decided they'd take it from you.

What if that someone was a plague that had

Come to your lands and had raped her

Hills and streams?

Would you let them do this?

I got a feeling this little bag, here,

Will more than suffice!

Would you let them turn this eternal thing that is

The earth into things that cannot last?

Now, this here champagne's all the way from France.

And the land dies because of this.

...With napoleon! (chuckles)

Hah! Oh!

(cheering)

And they will die, too, if the land dies.

We will all die.

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Would you let someone do this,

Kill not only the land and themselves

But you as well?

Or would you fight?

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Oh, hell.

Again?

Insides is in rebellion.

You didn't eat nothing.

The story I heard...

A hungry man craps out his heart.

Hey, bill?

What you going to do with all your riches you get out of here?

Buy a hundred acres of prime arable farmland in vermont.

You ought to come give it a visit.

You concentrating in there?

I'm going to buy me an orange.

In a work camp in dakota, a fellow give me one.

It was like eating a color in juice form.

A fruit right out of eden itself.

Inside, it's already sectioned up.

A fruit divided into bites for you.

It's like it grew for man to eat it.

Almost makes you think of the creator.

Feeling better?

Not really.

You're just hungry is all.

Not a speck of food in all of dawson,

That's edible, anyway.

The meat in town will kill you.

All this goddamn gold and we can't get a good meal.

You watch over claim 152.

I'll lessen the world of an elk.

Claim 152 shall be watched over.

You're going to need some help bringing back the carcass.

I know a spot where the elk drink not ten miles from here.

We're burning daylight.

Let's get to it.

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The elk, they break up the ice with their hooves,

But look around for wolves.

They don't expect a bullet from afar.

Ah, we know it's coming our whole lives,

But it's always a surprise.

A bullet from afar.

You seen a lot of death, huh?

That's what soldiering will do for you.

It amazes me you can still shoot without a thumb.

Oh, you just learn anew, is all.

Where were you when it happened?

Oh, a skirmish in buenos aires.

Me being a man and the enemy being men,

It's kind of like telling one elk from another.

Army calls men in my situation an "accidental hostile."

Shot by your own, huh?

I was stationed on a hill about a hundred yards from the battle.

I got hit in the back, my shoulder.

Lost way more blood on those two,

But the damn thumb.

(laughs)

You know, the prehensile thumb

Is what allowed early men to use tools.

It's what distinguishes man from ape.

Army turned me into an ape.

Do you mind cocking this for me?

I can load and shoot but I have difficulty with the barrel.

Your specialty, isn't it?

Taking down a target from afar?

Kind of like how your friend went down,

Is what you're saying.

You know, the one that took down your friend

It had a louder report, it meant it came from a bigger

Bored gun that this pea shooter.

I was in the mine next to yours, don't forget.

I may not be worth much, but I do know rifles, friend.

How loud it was must have been

A .45, .50-caliber.

Yeah, you do know rifles.

It was a .45.

Not a .30-caliber like this one.

(low chuckle)

See them peaks there?

Well, that valley between there is protected from the wind.

It's made of logs and bark, abandoned by the tlingit.

A place like that, a man could survive for years,

Just living and hunting.

No need for gold.

Just the essentials.

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(gunshot)

Your hands are defiled in blood; your fingers with inequity.

Your lips have spoken lies.

Your-your tongue has learned perverseness.

No defiler has eternal life.

I'm thinking prayer's not going to help much right now.

Not like a good nap will.

(door opens)

I think you better come back later, bill. He's not well.

Sabine, maybe a bit of whiskey will hasten

That nap you were talking about.

I think I might need some myself.

I'm pretty sure I know who killed my friend.

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It was goodman.

Wasn't it?

A murderer walks amongst us.

That's not god's plan.

What makes you think he's got a plan?

Hmm?

You don't have to say it.

You don't have to break the bond.

Just nod.

God ain't watching you.

I promise you, he's not.

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(exhales)

We're all one thing, you know.

You kill another, you kill yourself,

Become a ghost.

No small talk.

I'd rather just carry your bag to wherever it needs to go.

I liked it better when you used to smile.

The air smells nice.

Beautiful.

I heard you visited me while I was sick.

I have a memory of our hands touching.

Did I do the touching or did you?

Me?

Hah.

(laughs)

Just can't help but play my cards around

You for some reason.

Listen, there are some things I got to do.

Don't you give me the soldier-going-off-to-war speech.

I seen that look as soon as you walked in,

The killing look.

The yukon got you, didn't it, haskell?

Oh, goddamn it!

Goddamn it, there ain't nothing noble in the fight,

Only in survival.

You go.

You get out while you can.

I don't want to see you again, bill.

Not with that look on your face.

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No need.

I just came to pay my respects.

You're dying, right?

I fail to see what that has to do with anything.

(coughs)

Oh.

Typhus is a bitch, isn't it?

You know, this is just a wooden box.

You shouldn't have let me kill you over it.

You are genuinely insane, aren't you?

Probably.

You remember over by the cemetery and you told me

That I was a dead man and not just in this life,

And that you, you said, you were saved.

Now you genuinely believed that your god

Was going to protect you from the typhus.

So I figured I was going to win both ways.

Either you would somehow impossibly survive,

And then I'd have proof that your god exists,

Or you'd end up just as you are now.

I killed you.

I didn't even have to fire a shot.

So, y-you're convinced that you've brought this down on me?

Oh, yeah...

Oh yeah.

So, your god should just strike me down right here.

Right?

A bolt of lightning from the heavens.

No?

Nothing.

This is all there is, father.

There's only this life.

Your hands are shaking, dentist.

Is it fear?

Or dts?

Might I ask where you practiced?

I don't practice, I just do.

My father was a practitioner.

I learned from watching him.

Well, hopefully you took notes.

I'm an important man, you know.

I own 12 mines.

All being worked by their former owners.

You've had good fortune.

Fortune's got nothing to do with it.

Fortune's a bitch.

Trick is to look for present day 'tunities

And grab those 'tunities when they come.

And I just grabbed one.

Cleaning up dawson, soapy.

That means we're cleaning you up.

How's that now?

I'm just a law-abiding citizen.

Businessman just looking for 'tunities.

'tunities like buying up real claims

And selling non-existent claims.

Lawson city.

I could kill that printer.

I'm trying to find out where those claims are going.

The good news is, you're going to tell me. Get up.

(thwack) (grunts)

Add armed resistance to the list.

I-I'm a bigger man than you, superintendent.

You're going to see that.

The world works in mysterious ways.

I am a bigger man than you.

Howdy.

New blankets.

Too much smoke.

Why haven't the men been working?

We've got money to pay them.

It's not about the money.

It's about fear.

Laborers can't work on the hotel

Because the count's men are leaning on them.

Goddamn it.

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It's bad enough for a woman to be alone at night.

Even worse if she's carrying money.

You could kill me right now, but the way I look at it,

You don't need a one-off.

Living hand to mouth, shivering in the night for another man's

Agenda, which is exactly what you're doing for the count.

I can offer you a steady cash flow,

Regular employment.

That right there will cover you for three weeks,

Which is about three weeks more than the count's offering.

There'll be more to come.

You don't just switch jobs with a man like the count.

You're the one with the gun.

You can do whatever you want.

With him, it's just getting more men.

I get the feeling there's an idea percolating

Somewhere in there.

You terminate the man...

...Terminate the relationship.

I want you to work for me.

I do not want you to kill him.

Well...

...That's what it's going to take.

I won't pay for murder.

Your con gets to all of us sooner or later, lady.

What do you say?

Hey!

Yeah, real good.

Your prisoners have been sitting in their cells leading

The life of riley.

Eating, drinking at our expense.

Why haven't they been hanged?

We're waiting on the weather.

In cold snaps such as this the ropes have been known to burst.

You have two days to hang them, cold snap or no.

You're to release soapy smith, as well.

Soapy smith is a documented conman.

His mining camps you see around you?

They're just scraping at the gold.

In a few months real companies will be here to mine

And that has what to do with mister smith?

Nothing.

It has to do with you, your role here.

You and mr. Smith are both gnats.

But necessary gnats.

In some ways mister smith is more necessary than you.

He's the middleman, isn't he?

Gathering up claims on the cheap before the big companies come.

You've done your bible studies, haven't you?

The good book has a great word

That perfectly describes your position.

Abide.

Superintendent?

Abide.

I brought some food for your prisoners.

I thought they might be hungry.

They're not really going to be hanged,

Are they?

I have an order.

The problem with whores is we just want bedrock.

Something certain, something good that is out of the mess

That we've made.

I thought you, on that day,

Riding in with that spotless red jacket.

Anyway, I know you'll do the right thing.

Wait.

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The smells in the church caught my attention.

I-I thought a lady, a, a woman...

It's rosewater.

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Yeah.

(small laugh)

Yes.

Ah.

Good on you.

(chuckles)

A butter knife.

They gave me a butter knife.

Eating like that in front of your men might

Come across as callous.

Is that you talking?

Or them, sundown?

We're waiting on our wages, sir.

We're told there are others who will pay if you don't.

Lunch, my friend.

That won't do the trick.

Dumb as a doorknob, mate.

Tell him, sundown.

Tell him we ain't playing.

Tell him we're cold.

We're hungry.

Yeah, tell him, sundown, tell him. Go on.

If you don't, I will.

You put some money in our hands right now

Or we're going to have a problem.

(stabs, grunts)

(thunk)

We're all hungry.

We're all cold.

This is something only money can fix.

But we're surrounded by it.

The mines.

Millions of years ago the good lord saw fit

To put all that gold down there.

And now men are just yanking it up randomly out of the ground.

Men like bill haskell.

If you'll indulge me, I say we just go and pay him

And his mine a little visit.

After that, I can assure you, we'll all be eating sirloin.

Here.

Here, sundown.

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Anything ever happens to me, my half of the claim is yours.

That's a right strange thing to say.

And whatever gold I pulled out goes to my mother.

Address is in there in some of the letters I wrote.

Something you want to talk about?

They say the older a man gets, the more knowledge

He accumulates, it dirties his view of the world.

A bunch of stuff you don't need in your head that

Takes away the innocence.

No, meek, there's nothing I want to talk to you about.

You're good just as you are.

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(bam)

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(bullets clinging)

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(creak)

(creaking)

(thump)

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Move away from entrance.

I'm unarmed.

So was epstein.

You were after my claim from the beginning.

Is it worth it?

Huh?

Was it worth it?

You don't understand.

What?

Suffering.

Ah-ah!

(smash)

(smack)

(gun clicks)

♪

(grunts, smash)

Ah, ah.

(smash)

(thumps, grunts)

(people shouting)

There's a fire!

Goodman! Goodman!

Where the hell is he? Where the hell is he?

He's got nowhere to run.

Winter'll eat him up alive.

I need your dogs, gorna.

You can't be stupid enough to think

You're actually going out in this weather.

Only way I'm going to find him.

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Is it difficult to get blood out?

You can get the blood out of most things.

Except silk. I don't think--

(sharp breaths)

A man come at me.

They do that, don't they, men?

They come at you.

Haskell's gone off to the wilderness.

What, in the dark?

By himself, too.

Hmph.

(exhales)

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Carrot.

Carrot. Yeah.

You're catching on.

(speaking in tlingit)

Them bars.

Freedom.

Freedom.

I...

Give?

Name.

Name.

Freedom.

You'll name your child freedom.

I hope you have many sons.

(boom)

What the hell do you think you're doing?

The tlingit.

We have to release them.

You must be drunk.

They're to be hanged tomorrow.

Strip me my uniform if you want.

I will not be a party to murder.

Son-of-a...

Hey! Hey!

♪

The ones that are wise, are rendered weak by power.

They think they can make change with words.

♪

♪ ...Hanging from the gallows pole. ♪

But words for them are only meant to manipulate,

(distant singing) ♪ hanging from the gallows pole... ♪

They distract themselves from their sins.

But we see them.

We see what they've done.

Like wolves, we'll pick away at them around the edges,

Take the weak, reduce their number.

Tonight there will be no words.

Only blood.

♪ hanging from the gallows pole. ♪

♪ hanging from the gallows pole. ♪

You made the right decision, sir.

Get some food in your belly for you and your beloved.

You can't eat gold, now, can you?

Especially if you don't got none.

Now...

Hey!

Get a whiskey for me and my friend here.

I'm buying.

♪ fare-thee-well to loved ones. ♪

♪ farewell, to...

Well, I'd best be moving along.

I got other business to attend to.

I hope you fare better than me.

I had nothing but bad fortune with that claim.

Fortune's got nothing to do with it.

Fortune's a bitch.

(laughing)

Well, better luck next time.

(laughs)

You'll be lucky your piss doesn't freeze up midair.

It can climb back inside you before you know it.

Shut up. I'll kill you.

♪

(gunshot)

(grunts)

♪

(gunshots)

Oh!

(gunshot)

(gasps)

Ahhh.

(grunts)

(people screaming)

Tlingit, goddamn it!

The tlingit are here!

They're coming for the prisoners!

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♪

Give me a rifle!

(gunshots and yelling)

Ah!

(gunshots)

Open that window.

Come on, more bullets.

(screams)

(gunshots)

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♪

Hike! Hike!

Come on. Let's move!

Hike! Hike!

♪

(yelling commands)

That's right, straight ahead.

Good dogs!

Whoa! Whoa.

(dogs barking)

Goodman!

Goodman!

(echoes)

Come out and meet me man to man!

(chatter)

Come one, now, come on.

Where's the law?

Went out.

All of them.

To hunt tlingit.

The count and his men, too.

Raced right out of here.

Is samaritan suddenly helping out the law?

No, they ain't.

What are you talking about?

Count and his men.

They weren't going after natives.

They was going after bill haskell.

(panting)

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(distant dogs barking)

♪

(dogs barking)

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♪

♪

Are you going to shoot your way out?

Take his dogs.

Get his gun.

I could shoot you.

Kill him.

Shoot him yourself.

(thwack)

If only you had a gun, huh?

I feel bad for you, mate.

Yeah, I wouldn't.

Let's go!

(dogs barking)

Get the guns on him.

Run!

Hey!

Go!

Come on!

(gunshot) (grunts)

(gunshots)

(gun clicks)

Well, this is a bit of a predicament.

Come near me, I'll kill you.

♪

(dogs barking)

Hike!

♪

Hike!

♪

A thousand to one we make it to dawson.

I say we work together.

(whack) ooph!

Ow!

Or we could do that.

We could do that, if you want, we can turn this into a fight.

Killing you would take too much energy.

Oh.

You got any matches?

No?

You got gloves though, don't you?

You going to kill me for those?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

You want to give me one?

Correct me if I'm wrong.

All right, I might be mistaken but,

Dawson's that way, right?

The forest will cover us from the wind.

Yeah, but it'll add ten more miles.

I don't want to be out in this cold any longer than I have to,

You stay out here in this wind on your shortcut,

You'll freeze fast.

There's cold and then there's cold.

I really suggest you come with me.

You're just trying to keep me close.

Aren't you?

So I don't get to that claim before you.

You go that way I don't got to worry about you.

Well, then, you should be encouraging me, shouldn't you?

I don't like seeing men die.

It doesn't matter who they are.

You know, a few extra right turns and I might have been you.

Kiss belinda for me.

♪

(horse neighs)

♪

(strong wind gust)

♪

♪

There he is!

(horses neighing)

(gunshot)

(horses neighing)

Ha!

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(heavy breathing)

♪

Don't freeze to death if you can help it.

The worst part is how time slows.

Pain stretches out, like the body's being crushed.

You pray for oblivion, for the numbness of death.

But mostly it's the thoughts, the wrong turns taken.

What is it to be rich, but without hope?

To lose a friend, but never know justice?

Have we all come here for the wrong reasons?

Is there a way out?

(horses neighing)

(yelling)

Go! Keep going!

Go, go!

If he don't damn stop, bring him down!

Hey!

Stop!

Ya! Ya!

(gunshot)

(gunshot) ya!

Bring him down!

(gunshots)

Get him! Ha!

(gunshots)

Ah!

Whoa!

Hey!

Whoa.

Hey!

(yelling)

(groans)

Where is he?

(speaking in tlingit)

You won't get any medical help unless you talk.

You understand?

He was headed for him, had to be.

There's a valley that way.

Out of the wind with trees for shelter.

It'd be the sort of place a man of the land would hide.

Let's go!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

(panting)

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Hike!

♪

Hike!

Hike!

♪

(grunts)

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♪

♪

Hike! Hike!

(dogs barking)

Hike!

Easy! Whoa!

♪

(grunting & panting)

Go!

Hike!

Go!

Go! Hike!

Hike!

Hike!

Go!

Hike!

(sighs)

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

(tap tap)

(thump)

Oh, hell.

(grunts)

Agh.

Ah!

Better than confession, shitting.

No offense, lord.

Purges a man of all that's ungodly and untoward.

It's that one right there.

Yeah.

There it is.

Come on, get in there.

There's gold here.

If you call, a couple of ounces gold.

152 is supposed to be a whale, yielding pounds,

Not ounces!

What the hell are you guys doing in here?

Where's the rest?

It ain't yours to take.

That's where you're wrong, friend.

(thwack) (grunts)

(clunk)

(dogs barking) (gusts)

Whoa!

Take him upstairs, mary.

Hot water. I want every goddamned drop in dawson.

Yes ma'am.

(grunting)

(horses neighing)

Sir!

(horse neighs) (thunk)

(gunshots)

♪

Mary...

...That's nowhere near enough.

It takes time to heat.

There is no time.

Coffee service from the kitchen.

Tea.

Anything, mary, just go!

Go, go!

Now you stay with me.

Grab everything.

Excuse me, we're not finished.

Miss?

♪

(confused chatter)

Haskell?

Don't just stand there.

Open your eyes!

Open your eyes.

More, goddamn it!

He's dying.

More!

Haskell.

Haskell.

(gunshots)

(horse neighs) (thunk)

(speaking in tlingit)

(gunshot)

Forget the rest!

Only him!

(gunshot)

(gunshots)

♪

(grunts, struggles)

♪

Sure...

...Seems...

Sure seems what?

...To be in the business...

...Of pulling each other's ass out of the fire.

(sighs)

Thank you.

(sighs)

(sighs)

♪

You don't value your life enough...

...Throwing it away for revenge.

You got too much good in you.

(sighs)

Wonder.

Things in me now aren't the things I came up with.

They're sharp-edged.

Burning.

Like they're trying to eat the meat off my bones

From the inside.

(sighs)

I ought to keep you here in this very room until spring.

Buy you the first ticket out.

So you don't become like the rest them.

Let's do this one last time.

Everyone knows this claim's yielded

And I know that that gold hasn't gone into town.

I got people in places who knows who's weighing what where,

Who's selling what where.

And your gold ain't sold.

Where is it?

I'm going to tell you again,

There ain't no gold in that batch.

There ain't no gold in this camp.

The only thing you're going to pull out of this camp is shit.

And you're welcome to that.

We ain't gaming no more, friend.

Where is it?

You may be stupid, but you're smart enough

To know gold ain't worth dying for.

Well, by that logic, it ain't worth killing for either,

Now is it?

(smack)

(knocking)

Enter.

(whispering inaudibly)

Thank you.

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What the hell's going on?

Something you got no part of.

Go on.

You got that killing look.

Maybe I do.

Maybe I don't.

Maybe I'm just trying to scare someone

So something doesn't happen that don't need to.

Goodman!

Son-of-a-bitch came back, couldn't hack the wilderness.

I'm the one who's going to handle this.

Do you understand?

This is my fight--

(gunshots)

(screams)

(gunshots)

(grunts, clunk)

Oh!

(panting)

(clangs shut)

Go ahead, shoot.

(panting)

I shot your son-of-a-bitch friend, all right?

Why?

Why do you think?

I got there first.

I was on 152 before it was 152.

I stood right on that ground.

But you didn't stake it.

That's because I didn't see what you saw.

There's no reason in the world it should have been you.

So a man just gets tired of being dealt crappy cards by the

Universe, you know?

So, come on, son.

You get on with it.

I ain't going to do any killing today.

Yeah, you are.

Somebody's going to.

You can sure bet somebody's going to.

Don't.

He's bullshitting.

He's not.

(gunshot)

(panting)

Shut up, haskell, you don't say nothing.

It was my fight.

And you thought it would bring your friend back.

Did it?

The day's going to come where you're going to get out of here

Carrying your gold and all the rest,

But what I just did is make sure that you don't leave

With the weight of killing a man as well.

And yet you're willing to carry it?

I ain't getting into heaven, haskell.

I burnt those bridges long ago.

Forgive me for my sins, father.

You're forgiven.

Well, don't you want to hear them first?

From you, swiftwater, no.

I suffer from, from greed and avarice and...

They're the same thing. You're forgiven.

I spend it on booze and on women.

You're forgiven.

You're dying, ain't you?

Near to it.

Hey you want in on something?

Dawson city is, is done.

Then go home.

Well, see, that's what I'm getting at, see?

Now what if I was to tell you that I was privy to a new rush.

An even hotter one.

Nome.

Well, just try saying a few hail mary's on the way up.

Well, thank you father, I actually feel better.

Well, then maybe my trip up here wasn't a complete waste of time.

What?

Nothing.

Hey, father, I hope you didn't just say

What I think you just said.

Because if you ain't got no hope,

No one does.

Thank you, father.

(coughing)

(laughing)

Let's go.

I could have used you not two minutes ago.

What are you talking about, stan?

Claim 152, right?

Gave me a take it or leave it at 50 cents on the dollar.

I didn't know, haskell!

Hmm.

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Meeker!

Meeker!

I'm done with the klondike.

I want to go to a place where there's oranges.

Oranges all year around.

Men don't kill each other for oranges.

And they're a hell of a lot more beautiful than gold.

Sundown did this.

Turned over the whole claim.

And they got the gold.

They got all of it?

Almost the whole claim.

Stroke of luck.

I wouldn't have thought of it if I hadn't been purging my

Gut at the time.

God bless you, joe meeker.

(laughs)

Agh!

Are you going to get it?

Or am I?

I'd say that qualifies us as being rich men,

Wouldn't you?

Only if you get out with it.

Ain't no boat coming until the river thaws.

I don't know if I can wait four months to get out of this hole.

Oh, four months of fighting off sons of bitches like sundown.

And fighting for wood.

Fighting off mother nature.

(sighs)

I'm tired of fighting, bill.

I just want to go.

Then let's do it.

What, now?

Now.

Over land?

Over land.

Huh.

It's suicide.

Only if it kills you.

(sighs)

I knew I liked you, bill.

There just ain't no, "no," in you.

Might be the finest compliment anyone's ever paid me.

(sighs)

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♪

I'm headed out, brother.

I wish I was taking you with me.

But I guess I am, in a way.

We were richer then,

Weren't we?

When we had nothing in our pockets.

Just a head full of hope.

That's what I'll carry.

What we were in that moment in time,

Worth more than anything any man could ever pull

Out of the ground.

You'll watch over me.

I'm going home.

♪

(squeaks, clang)

(snap)

Bring him.

If they're hanging him for the death of my friend

They got the wrong guy.

Oh, they got the right guy.

He murdered a mountie.

Justice will be served.

Tlingit might disagree.

You're a worldly man, father.

But sometimes justice doesn't just need to be justice.

Sometimes justice needs to be seen.

Pity you.

Killing for another man's agenda.

No, you put two of my men in the ground.

And I lost men as well.

But who wins?

Perhaps they've killed us both.

(thunk)

(snap)

(gasps, chatter)

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♪

♪

I'm headed out.

I heard.

I heard you bought up everything at the dry goods

Store in preparation.

It turns out gold has some uses after all.

Come with me.

Is that some sort of proposal, mister haskell?

I was halfway to it.

A younger version of me jumped into your arms.

But I come too far, bill.

My whole life trying to get a piece of something and I got it.

I got it here.

Everything I got invested in the fairview hotel.

Sell it.

Hell...

...I'll buy it from you.

(laughs)

That makes exactly no sense, haskell.

Who gives a goddamn about sense?

Sense never got anyone anywhere.

There's sense in the world.

If I go back to the states I'm, I'm a midwife,

I'm a laundry girl.

I can't even vote.

There's no place in the world for a woman down there.

There's a place with me.

No there's not, bill.

Not for me.

♪

♪

You'll make it out.

You know how I know?

Because you're too damn good for the yukon, bill haskell.

♪

♪

♪

(grunts)

You going to be all right?

Oh.

Physically, no.

But I still have high hopes for the spirit.

Thank you.

Take care of him.

You ready?

No.

But yup.

(horse walking)

♪

(dogs barking)

Hike! Hike!

Hike!

♪

Hike!

I apologize, but I don't have the energy for a sermon.

That's okay.

What's going on?

We're fitting you for a coffin.

I'm not completely dead yet, in case you haven't noticed.

You just sit back, relax.

Understand?

Stay, gq.

Haw! Haw!

Good dog!

Hike!

Good dogs.

The pessimist in me is thinking we're going to die out here.

What does the optimist say?

Huh.

At least there ain't traffic?

(small laughs)

The ground's too cold to dig.

Bodies won't go in until spring.

But the ice will keep them cold until then.

(snap)

Mister captain?

(snap)

(clears throat)

Not to be too crass,

But that picture just made you a lot of money.

You'll no longer be head superintendent

Of a last chance outpost.

You'll be commissioner of a far larger department.

Development's coming now.

Bigger population.

More tax revenue to pay dutiful men like you.

Not me.

The state can't pay a man if he's no longer in their employ.

You're, what?

You're not...

Tendering my resignation.

You've done the hard stuff, superintendent.

You're quitting at exactly the wrong time.

I can't just find another lawman.

You and I, we have a shorthand.

Well, that's the problem.

That I could have a shorthand with a man like you at all.

It's not worth anything.

It's just tin.

Easy! Easy!

Whoa!

(dogs whining and barking)

Let's see what we got.

River, I think.

Go easy with it.

What?

Just thinking.

Thinking what?

That you hid the gold in shit.

I did, indeed.

How many times in the history of this great human race

Do you reckon that's happened?

Precisely never.

(laughs)

Whoah!

(laughing)

Every time I start hating mother nature she goes

And gives me something like this.

I know nothing, haskell!

I know nothing!

(cracking)

(whoosh)

Meek!

♪

♪

(panting)

(stabbing, panting)

Agh. Ah. Ahh!

(banging) (faint yelling)

(stabbing, panting)

(panting)

Agh. Ahh--

♪

(frustrated cries)

♪

♪

(whimpering, heavy breathing)

(whimpering, heavy breathing)

Whoever it is that puts us through this struggle,

Whether it's god, the land, why do you do it to us?

What good comes from such pain?

From such loss and death?

Coffin's ready, father.

Father, come on, now.

Come on, father.

One, two, and...

You're a good man.

A bit premature, don't you think?

See, now that's the problem with funerals, father.

Always happen way too late.

Everybody weeping, hollering, saying what a good soul he was;

Only he's never around to see it.

Do you think this is necessary?

Just lay down, will you?

Let them give something back to you, okay?

♪ joshua fit the battle of jericho! ♪

♪ jericho! Jericho!

♪ joshua fit the battle of jericho, ♪

♪ the walls came tumblin' down. ♪

(band plays music)

(laughs)

♪

(laughs)

(sighs)

(laughs and cheers)

♪

♪

♪

Maybe it's dying is just another thing.

Another season passing through, while the world goes on.

And when it tries its best to kill us,

And even if you somehow make it through,

And spring comes, the struggle just starts anew.

♪

♪

♪

You got any citrus?

Is there gold?

Everywhere.

You just got to know where to look for it.

♪

The question is, does the struggle

And the hardship make us better?

Give us strength?

The right priorities?

Or does it leave us scarred?

Is it true, mister london, you lived all this?

They're saying you're the new voice

How much of this is drawn from what actually happened?

And from the scars, from those dead landscapes within,

Can good things once again grow?

We're busted.

They're all going to nome now, bypassing dawson completely.

You never know.

Tomorrow might have something in it today don't.

In the end, the answer's yes; from dead lands,

New things can grow.

Things like wisdom, and the simplicity of the world,

Because the truth is, you don't need anything.

Except, maybe, hope.

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