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Kate.

Morning.

You're up early.

Yeah, a hotel doesn't run itself into the ground, you know.

I was beginning to think you're avoiding me.

I'm just bracing myself

in case Tom has any more look-alike brothers.

It's just... It's frustrating to feel like

we're back at square one, Abby.

Well, a wise woman once told me:

Be patient, build a case, and eliminate any shadow of a doubt.

They do sound wise.

To be honest, we were never actually able to place Tom

at the crime scene.

Shane was on the wagon trail

and his gun matches the murder weapon.

Where is this godforsaken doppelgänger, anyway?

Mm, Tom is doing everything he can to find him.

Yesterday, he left at dawn

and didn't come back till last light.

Let's say he does find him,

you really think he's gonna turn in his own brother?

He came to Kai's aid when Shane turned against him.

Even if Tom didn't kill your husband,

you know the Davidsons are dangerous.

So you keep your guard up.

I thought you were going to live out the rest of your days

like a king, Nathaniel.

Well, even a king has to balance his pocketbook.

Here on business, then?

A man like me is never not on business.

You care to tell me all about it over a drink?

I thought after our last conversation,

you'd never want to speak to me again.

Well, I didn't say it was a good idea.

I was really just passing through.

Come on, you old goat. One drink's not gonna kill you.

Unless you're still accepting potions from strangers.

One. But not...

No. Of course not.

Come on.

Did you find him?

Not yet.

Shouldn't we be starting a search party?

I mean, the longer we wait,

the farther away he gets.

I've considered that, Miss Walker.

What is this case to you, anyway?

The way you're talking, you'd think Shane

was your brother, not mine.

The man's dangerous.

I'm concerned for the town.

And for you.

I mean, after all, he might've already killed one sheriff...

I sent telegrams across the county

to sheriffs with an urgent warning.

I got a promising lead.

I'm gonna go track it down.

What will you do if you find him?

Brother or not...

if Shane killed Liam Collins, he'll get what he deserves.

I hope you're not planning on taking any joyrides today.

The sheriff has a lead on the killer of Liam Collins.

Does he now? Well...

Might have to wait on that manhunt. A storm's coming.

I'd find someplace you want to hunker down.

I'll be at the Side Step.

Well, Miss Walker...

looks like you're about to live through

your first Texas dust storm.

Where'd you learn how to tie that knot?

I grew up sailing.

Not much of that in these parts.

Are you going to make it back to the cabin in time?

No, it's not safe. I'm staying at Hagan's tonight.

What about you?

I'll be in my room, I guess.

It'll just be the two of us then.

Is the hotel closed?

Not much business today to begin with.

Everyone cleared out this morning.

Don't worry.

Plenty of room to stay out of each other's way.

Mm.

My lucky day!

- There you go, partner. - Thank you so much.

- First one's on the house. - Thank you.

There was a girl.

- You don't say. - Mm-hmm.

I liked her.

And she liked me.

And where is this girl now?

Boston, I would assume.

So, apparently she didn't like you that much.

I can assure you that she did.

You know, the place has really gone to hell without you.

The sheriff threw a Fight Night.

It was beastly.

We've had some times, haven't we?

You remember when you taught me how to polka?

I couldn't walk for three straight days.

No, you mean you couldn't walk straight for three days.

It had nothing to do with the Polka, you were drunk.

Well, if it ain't the greatest showman on Earth.

Good to see you, too, Randall.

- How's business? - Booming.

You, on the other hand,

you must've been really desperate to sell.

I wouldn't wish what happened to me on my worst enemy.

- It wasn't about the money. - Hmm.

Now, why don't you get us a bottle of good whiskey,

none of that bottom shelf hooch, huh?

What does that mean?

Nothing.

What, "I wouldn't wish what happened to me

on my worst enemy"? Nate, why did you sell?

Tell me the truth.

Katie, don't.

It was me, wasn't it?

The Davidsons were coming for me.

Since you don't care about money,

I guess you don't mind paying up front.

That is, if you can.

Whoo.

Hey, look at this fella.

That cowpoke is either incredibly thirsty,

or incredibly stupid.

Calian!

The horses need a break, and so do we.

Hoping it'll reveal something new each time you read it?

Half my life I searched for my sister.

Now this piece of paper says exactly where she's at.

"A 23-year-old native woman named Nascha

recently moved to East Texas with her husband."

This lead.

It came from a friend?

An officer high up in the buffalo soldiers.

Can we trust him?

Well, he and I didn't see eye to eye

on what the buffalo soldiers have become.

And when I deserted, he could've shot me.

But he didn't.

So, yeah. Yeah, I trust him.

Then we better hurry.

If I'm chosen as the new chief, I want to lead the whole tribe.

The one person missing from it is my sister.

Come on.

Hey. Come on.

We didn't know my father had debts

until we cleaned out his desk.

Yeah, your padre was in a hole.

I helped him get out of it when no one else would.

And we are so grateful, but his death...

It don't change the terms of the deal.

There is of course one other option...

I'd be happy to take that ranch off your hands.

That's barely enough to live on for a year.

Why wouldn't you tell me you need money?

Why should I tell you, huh?

When you couldn't even handle working on the ranch.

Let's be honest, I would've let you down sooner or later.

You know what?

I can't do this right now with you, Hoyt.

I need time to think.

Well, don't you think too long, little lady.

Interest accrues every day.

It occurs to me some folks around here

might be getting a little comfortable.

You know, someone should really take this guy down a notch.

Hit him where it hurts?

You okay?

You got a little something here.

Oh.

I have never seen a storm like this.

One minute it's on the horizon, the next...

Okay. We're safe in here.

So... what do we do now?

We just ride out the storm.

Oh, close this.

I meant...

- to pass the time. - Pass the time?

Summer I turned 13, it rained so much

my sister and I were stuck in the attic telling ghost stories.

I fancied myself another Mary Shelley.

Ghost stories and sailing.

Here, put these here.

Sounds like a happy childhood.

Did you, uh, spend a lot of time on the water,

growing up in New England?

Avoided it like the plague.

How come?

We were on a boat one day

and Shane accused me of stealing his candy.

Then he pushed me in the water.

Problem was, I couldn't swim.

I almost drowned that day.

That's awful.

And my father pulled me out,

and he saved me.

And then he beat the hell out of me for stealing.

And I never even touched Shane's candy.

It was black licorice.

Hate that stuff to this day.

Mm, so do I.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. - Oh, no.

There's someone out there.

Could it be Shane?

Whoever it is, they need our help.

Hey!

Hey, over here!

All right, yeah.

Come on.

Tom!

Come on.

- Got these in the Barbary Coast. - Festive.

Oh, yeah? Well, that's rich

coming from a philandering con artist.

Oh, maybe if you weren't such a ball-busting shrew.

Did you know that a shrew is a small, mouse-like animal?

Vicious, they kill six people a year.

I knew I should've gone to the White Doves.

We need a fourth.

Randall!

What?

Why don't you come and join us?

Huh? Old times' sake?

Bury the hatchet?

Couldn't find a rattlesnake with a penchant for gambling?

I don't play with cheaters.

What's with everyone calling me names today?

I've seen your tricks.

Hoyt, take your shirt off.

That's awfully forward, even for you.

Not on your life.

Show him you don't have cards up your sleeves.

What?

Oh, my God.

You know, somehow I thought you'd be faster at this.

Pants, too.

Oh, come on now.

That is truly against everything good and holy.

Afraid for everyone to see what it is you're covering?

Might want to back up a bit.

It's been all coiled up for a spell.

Pathetic.

What are you all playing?

The game is five-card draw.

Looks like Hoyt's already lost.

No, I'm just more comfortable this way.

- Mm-hmm. - That's all.

Can I join?

There's a buy-in, sweet pea.

If you got the cash, pull up a chair.

You know what? I'll float you.

Least I can do for my goddaughter.

Ante up, Madame Mustache, let's play.

Cut.

You sure picked the right day to travel.

I had to stop in Independence.

My late husband Harry and I met right here at Hagan's.

20 years ago.

I wanted to celebrate our anniversary in style.

Did you grow up in town?

My father had investments in the area.

In the evenings, he's drop my mother and me off

to watch the burlesque shows while he tended to business

at the hotel across the street.

One night, a handsome fur trapper asked me to dance.

Mother was horrified.

I understand.

Mm.

Excuse me.

How about the two of you?

I bet there's a story there.

We met on my very first day in town. Not that long ago.

You must have been pleased about this new arrival.

I knew right away there was something special about her.

Oh.

So I made her my law clerk.

Oh, my.

Tom.

Are we going to be all right?

This storm doesn't seem to be letting up anytime soon.

It's actually getting worse.

Are you worried about Shane?

About the search being delayed?

Yeah, I am.

Mm.

There was a singer here years ago,

a girl from Mexico.

Voice of an angel.

That's pretty, sweet pea, let's hear it.

¿A dónde irá ♪

Veloz y fatigada ♪

La golondrina ♪

Que de aquí se va? ♪

Por si en el viento ♪

Se hallará extraviada ♪

Buscando abrigo ♪

Y no lo encontrará. ♪

Come on, love. Come on.

Come on, let's get the laundry.

It's her.

Here you go.

Well, you want to go say hi?

I thought I was coming here to rescue Nascha.

Now I see her...

She does not need saving.

She does not need me.

Calian...

If you walk away now...

...it'll haunt you for the rest of your life.

- Trust me. - Calian?

Calian?

It's you, isn't it?

How did you find me?

I'm sorry, I don't really remember Apache.

What... What do you remember?

Fire.

People screaming.

Being frightened.

And before that night?

Do you remember the tribe? Our people?

I remember you.

Did you...

Did you ever come looking for me?

I grew up hundreds of miles from here.

My parents...

Parents?

Who... What parents?

The people who raised me as their own...

when the Comanche left me outside of their town.

Comanche?

Is that what your parents told you?

Nascha, the men who slaughtered our people...

stole you.

They hid behind costumes.

Furs, coats, feathers.

White settlers pretending to be Comanche to avert blame.

My parents did their best...

to protect me from my past.

Did you...

not want to know where you came from?

There was a time when I would ask myself:

who am I?

Where do I come from?

Did my people survive that night?

Did my brother?

Wherever we moved, I found the nearest Native camp.

I said the only sentence I remembered.

Over and over again.

But no one ever understood me.

Over time, I just...

Forgot.

I had to let go of one world.

To be whole in the other.

Why are you wearing that star?

Well, because I'm the deputy sheriff.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

I bet your wife is proud of you.

She used to be.

Are you happy?

My husband is a good man.

And my daughter, she...

lives without doubt of who she is...

and where she belongs in this world.

You did it for her.

Do you have children?

Is there someone special in your life?

You used to have a...

a corn husk doll.

I never saw you without it.

Do you remember?

That's okay.

Just don't forget...

Wherever you go ♪

Wherever the wind may blow ♪

♪ Just follow your feet and take what you need and go ♪

Just go ♪

And life won't leave you be ♪

With hope to make you see ♪

That I can hold your hands ♪

Forever ♪

Is this your first time back since you met your husband here?

Oh, we came back for our honeymoon.

Mr. Hagan put us up in his nicest room.

But to be honest, Harry and I barely left it.

Married or not, all that matters is finding that person to...

ride out the storm with.

I couldn't agree with that more.

Care to know my secret for a long, happy marriage?

- Yes. - Yes.

Appreciate every inch of the other.

Not just the obvious bits.

Okay.

All right.

How about some of that famous Hagan's entertainment?

Don't mind if I do.

I must insist on one dance.

Don't mind if I do.

Wait, are you-- are you leading?

No, how about-- how about I lead?

Oh, it's all coming back to me now.

Cut your losses now, folks,

or Hoyt ain't gonna be the only one losing his shirt.

Speaking of, can I put my damn clothes back on now?

- No. - No, absolutely not.

You know why it's called poker, right?

You're supposed to have a poker face.

I saw that. I saw that!

You two are trying to con me!

Con you?

You got a hell of an imagination on you, boy.

- Randall, calm down. - I don't tolerate no cheating!

- All right, listen. - We're all friends here.

H-Hang on, listen.

If you're gonna get hysterical about it, look, see.

There. I'm out. So is he.

Hoyt...

I know what I saw.

Oh, is that funny, is it?

It's ironic, cheating's the one thing you have going for you.

You're out of the game, the two of you.

- Aces. - Ah, I'm out.

I guess we're done here.

One more hand.

Cut your losses, Lucia,

while you still got some money left.

It's not enough to pay back my father's debts.

- But you don't know what you're doing. - Hey.

If the cattle baroness wants to play, let her play.

All right, ante up.

It's your bet, Randall.

Call.

Randall?

One.

How many, Lucia?

One. No, two.

To you, Randall.

You all in?

Honey...

It's all right to fold. You can fold.

Yeah.

I want to raise, too.

Sorry, darling, you ain't got nothing left to bet.

- Yes, I do. - Huh?

The ranch.

- What? Are you out of your mind? - Déjalo.

Think about your father, Lucia.

That's exactly who I am thinking of.

Listen, Randall, you can't accept this.

- Of course I can. - The way I see it,

that ranch is worth more

than all the chips on the table

and what her family owes you combined.

If you want to play this hand,

you're gonna have to put something else in.

All right.

All this...

...and the saloon ought to do it.

What you got, Randall?

Oh, look at that hand.

He's got a flush.

Sorry, little lady.

Whoa, whoa.

For what?

This should cover my father's debts,

but I'd be happy to let you borrow more.

Plus interest, of course.

To you.

Not bad.

Songbird.

Cattle baroness.

Card shark.

Anything you can't do?

Nope.

It was all part of you and Kate's genius plan.

Mm-hmm.

We have to make Randall believe

Lucia and I are at odds.

Well, she can throw some insults at you.

Shouldn't be hard.

That's rich, coming from a philandering con artist.

Randall has to think Hagan doesn't have

his wits about himself.

Nate, be drunk.

I'll deal from the bottom of the deck

to give Randall a hand

that's gonna make him see dollar signs

and keep him in the game.

I can tap the table just loud enough

for Randall to hear.

I saw that.

He'll think he caught us

and his guard will come down.

Randall never saw me coming.

Yeah, how could that fool know you learned from the very best?

- And two Founding Fathers. - Mmm.

And a degenerate outlaw.

That's right.

But I think it's time that you do something different.

What?

I'm, uh, officially putting you in charge...

of running the Side Step.

Do I have to call you "boss" now?

Mm. Only in the bedroom.

Are you ready?

Oh, my God, that-that is incredible.

- You are truly an artist. - Hmm.

Well, let's see yours.

Uh, I-I'm better at...

you know, plants than faces.

Come now, how bad could it be?

Ah. That is...

Abstract.

Tom, I think your art is ahead of its time.

Oh, is that right?

If anyone asks, uh,

just tell them a child drew mine.

So, where did your friends go?

Somewhere else.

And they left you here with me?

A sheriff and a law clerk riding out a storm together.

How did we end up here?

It's interesting how the two loneliest people

in Independence are together.

Do you feel alone?

Maybe I choose to be.

I suppose it comes from...

Losing someone.

Best we turn in for the evening.

Calian, I don't know what to say.

Appreciate you.

What is there to say?

I spent half my life living in the shadow of guilt and remorse.

Not taking on more here.

Not feeling like I deserved a family of my own.

I didn't just lose Nascha, I lost myself looking for her.

You didn't lose yourself.

Calian.

Rifles and arrows?

What happened?

The tribe chose a leader who wants to go to war.

- A war with who? - The railroad.

First Taza, then Nascha, now this.

Hey.

You're not alone.

What do you want to do?

Taza believed I could use my relationship with the town.

Prevent this, somehow.

Then I know some people we need to go see.

Remember our last dust storm?

When we had to hide out with that traveling circus

and you damn near broke your neck

trying to learn how to do trapeze?

Hey, I was fantastic. Those screws were loose.

No, I mean when we had to overnight in that silver mine

and you found a dinosaur skeleton.

That's right. Should've brought it home with us.

We would've made a fortune.

That was our last storm.

Listen, what, uh...

What say I come with you?

A little trip to London? Go visit the Globe?

I could just go get my things.

Katie.

No.

One day, you have to stop outrunning yourself.

What's inside.

Might as well start now, kiddo.

Huh?

Besides...

I need someone to keep the soul of Hagan's alive.

You're the only one that can do it.

Am I gonna see you again?

I was thinking of opening a shop in Abilene.

Like hell. What kind?

A hat shop, obviously.

Maybe you come visit?

I'll think about it.

Oh.

Oh. Thank you.

I think I know you from somewhere.

Mm.

Sheriff?

Did you have some kind of party?

I'm gonna go ahead and assume my invite got lost in the mail.

So you're sleeping here now?

Well, I suppose I lost my roommate after all, didn't I?

Kate.

Shane!

Shane!

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