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Abby.

Calian. I didn't think I'd see you back so soon.

Well, a lot has happened.

My people are in danger.

The railroad's coming,

sooner than we thought, through our camp.

They've been warned to clear out. If they stay,

there will be a war.

And I've seen what happens when a small band

tries to fight back,

which is what the new chief plans to do.

Entire camps wiped out.

Men, women, children slaughtered.

I can't imagine.

What can we do?

Nothing. That's why I've come to see the sheriff.

Tom? What does he have to do with any of this?

I need to buy some time with the railroad.

The men in charge won't listen to me.

Maybe they'll listen to someone with connections.

I tried to tell him, Tom ain't gonna lift a finger

unless there's something in it for him.

I don't care what it takes.

I'm not ready to let my people go to war.

Let me talk to Tom.

He might be more inclined to listen to me.

I want to help.

If there's a legal recourse,

- we should focus on that. - Abby,

your laws don't care about me

or my people, but

thank you for talking to the sheriff.

All right, see you, Burt.

Thanks for coming by.

I'll find you later.

Calian's been through a lot lately.

Still, I can't understand what would possess him

to get into bed with a man like Tom.

I know you have your suspicions,

but Shane is the one who can't be trusted.

If his brother's the killer, why'd he let him go?

No offense, but your doubts,

they don't make Tom innocent.

Shane fled.

Tom said himself, he sent telegrams

to sheriffs all around asking for help.

Telegrams?

So, how can I help?

Uh, sheriff ever stop by?

Send out a few telegrams earlier?

Yeah, he sure did. Uh, two of them, anyway.

One to Texarkana and one to Boston.

Just two, huh?

Is everything all right, Gus?

Never better.

Appreciate you for your help.

Good morning, Miss Walker.

You can call me Abby, you know.

We're not exactly strangers.

Was quite the storm last night, wasn't it?

Look, if you feel that what happened between us was

improper, I would understand.

I know working together can complicate matters.

I'm perfectly comfortable handling any complications.

Okay.

Good.

Well,

speaking of work,

I'm off to finish what the dust cut short.

You're going after Shane on your own?

I'll be fine. I need to be back tonight.

Big meeting tomorrow. Two men coming in to sign

a land deed that will make the railroad official.

It's also going to uproot Calian and his entire tribe.

There's got to be something you can say to change their minds.

Well, unfortunately, that's out of my control.

I'm just a small-town sheriff.

U.S. government will do as they please.

The railroad is very profitable to them.

Hmm.

But that said, if anyone can move mountains,

it's you, Abby.

I could greet your guests,

make them feel welcome.

You would do that?

Of course.

I just need their names.

All right.

Kirby Smith at H Railway

and Parker Briggs is a Land Office agent.

He's done business with my Aunt Teresa,

- so she would appreciate you doing this for her. - Hmm.

All the travel details are there.

Smith is arriving on the noon coach.

He has a rather...

sizable mustache.

And Briggs

should be arriving at that time

as well.

Molly.

Everything all right?

Afraid not. I'm here to report a burglary.

During the storm last night, someone broke into the store

and made a darn mess.

Why would someone steal cotton swabs

and a sewing kit, of all things?

Strange indeed.

I'll look into it.

- Thank you, Sheriff. - Thank you.

Perhaps we could

continue this conversation.

Dinner tonight? At my cabin?

I'd like that,

but please...

...be careful.

Always am.

Gonna make Lucia jealous

looking at the whiskey like that.

Calian! Been too long.

Ha!

What? What is it, buddy?

Something's wrong. I can tell.

Yeah, come on.

How about

we rob the train that carries the supplies

to build the railroad?

No supplies, no railroad.

They'll just bring more supplies.

Then we rob them again.

Maybe we consider a plan that doesn't involve robbery.

What can I get you, young man?

Glass of milk?

Sody water?

How about all your money instead?

Whoa, whoa.

I can see I may have offended you, my young friend.

I apologize for assuming you were a milk drinker.

The money! Now!

Or else.

Don't you come any closer.

I admire your spirit, I really do,

but I think we all know

you weren't really gonna shoot anybody.

You want to bet?

Hey! N--

Now, what did you do that for?

Don't feel bad, son. I'm doing you a favor.

You ain't ready for this.

- I am so. - No, you're not.

You should listen to him. It was a bad idea.

Now, let's not come down too hard on the lad.

His heart's in the right place.

You can make a good living as an outlaw.

You just need a little guidance.

Forget what I said. Um, don't listen to him.

Look, first of all, if you're gonna rob a place,

do it at the end of the day

when there's money in the till,

not first thing in the morning.

- That's a good idea. - Another thing,

get yourself a second gun.

It's way more impressive if you have two,

and you're more likely to hit something

if you do have to pull that trigger.

Hoyt, you realize he's just a kid.

That's a good point, Calian.

Try sticking up a rich guy or two first

before you try a place of business.

- Helps build confidence. - Thanks.

But, uh...

how come you're being so nice to me?

Well, you remind me of me

when I was young, I guess.

In that case, kid,

you're gonna want to find yourself a better mentor.

Don't press your luck.

- Seriously? - I like that kid.

Ooh, look here, girls.

Tom Davidson's back.

Want to come upstairs?

- We'll give you the Sheriff's Special. - Thank you,

but no. I'm looking for the one I spoke to the other day.

Ruby.

Excuse me.

- Ruby? - He can arrest me any day.

I'll be right with you, sugar.

- What is it, Sheriff? - Has Shane been back here?

Came in last night.

Got stuck out in that storm, I guess.

- Looked beat to hell. - He say anything to you?

Just that he wanted a soak and a poke.

Wasn't so pleased with me calling you

last time he didn't pay,

but he paid in full this time.

You coming, Ruby, or what?

She'll be with you in a minute.

Any idea where he went?

Haven't you seen him? Said he was going out to your cabin.

Wanted to give his brother a big surprise.

Okay. Thank you.

Is there a problem, Deputy?

No, no, just passing by.

I saw you come in. I was wondering,

you know, how can I help with locating Shane?

It's fine. I'm taking care of it.

Well,

it's a very interesting way to go about it.

I was just talking to his favorite White Dove.

Got an idea where he's gone.

You got something to say, Gus?

Look, Shane's your kin.

I can see how you might want to protect him

if it came down to it.

Brother or not, Shane's gonna get what he deserves.

Promise you that, Deputy.

You speak to the sheriff?

I did. He doesn't believe there's anything he can do,

but I'm not giving up.

None of us are.

What is all this?

Everything I could find on eminent domain.

Eminent domain?

The power of the government

to take private land for public use.

Exactly.

They can force anyone out of their homes

without recourse if they want their land.

And who decides what land they want?

In this case, the railroad companies

and the U.S. General Land Office.

People who've never stepped foot on our soil.

It means nothing to them.

It could be anywhere for all they know.

Well...

what if we convince them to build somewhere else?

This land here, north of Lake Somerville,

- that's where Calian's camp is. - Mm-hmm.

But if the train could be rerouted to the south

of the lake, toward Brenham...

- It could buy Calian more time. - Mm-hmm.

Pardon me.

These plots of land here,

are they for sale?

They are.

But if you're looking for somewhere to homestead,

I wouldn't bother with those.

Rough country. I'd look here instead.

Close to town and

many already have a well.

Don't need a well.

How much acreage can I get

to the south?

Can you give us a minute?

Yes, sir.

- Thank you. - Hmm.

That's the money that the Davidsons

- paid Liam with, isn't it? - Yes.

And it's about time it went to something good.

I see your heart, but if we do this,

it won't sit well with some.

The Davidsons, the Tong...

You sure this is the only option we have?

Right now, it's the best chance we've got.

And, for Calian, it's worth the risk.

All right.

So, what'd you think?

- Kate? - Hmm? Hmm?

What did you think of the number?

Well, the number's great.

It was groundbreaking. It's really-- It's exceptional.

All right, you got me.

I'm sorry, I wasn't, I wasn't with you.

Listen, have you ever seen something that...

it was maybe the last thing you were expecting to see?

And...

...and then, when-when you think about it, you...

...you didn't see anything,

really, but...

but you know. You know? You...

Never mind. Um, why don't you just-just

go ahead and run it again?

Give me just a minute.

I will watch this time, I promise.

Hi.

- Kate, I-I just wanted to... - I...

I haven't heard from you.

Did you get the sketches I left?

Uh, yeah, I did. Yeah.

I'm sorry, I should've said something to you.

Kai, I'm having trouble reconciling the person

that I thought you were

with the kind of person that could kill people

like you were swatting flies.

- I had no choice. - You lied to me.

You lied to me about who you were.

Who's to say which is worse?

Look, you should go.

Your, um, your friends are waiting.

I'll come back later.

- Fine. - Okay.

- All right. - Are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm having a-a

little bit of a rough morning.

It looks like it's only getting rougher. All right,

you go ahead without me. I'll be right back.

How was your night?

Kate, now is not the time.

When is the time? Because we need to talk.

I know. We will, but right now,

we have something more important to discuss.

I know we haven't exactly

seen eye to eye lately,

but I'm asking you to set aside your differences for the moment.

Calian needs our help.

So, we're getting the gang back together?

This calls for a drink.

Ah...

All right, let's get down to business.

How are we gonna help our buddy?

Well, I believe we already have a plan.

- Mm-hmm. - Oh.

Well, that's great news.

As it stands, the train is supposed to go here,

north of Lake Somerville.

We want to divert it south of the lake,

away from Calian's camp, through the land that we bought.

You know, we just need to stop the meeting

between the railroad executive

and the federal land officer from happening.

That doesn't sound that tough.

But it has to seem to the both of them

like it did happen,

which means we need to have two meetings instead.

- You're starting to lose me. - The point is,

if we replace the original document

with an altered copy and have both of them sign it,

the railroad officially has to take a different route.

All right, I admit,

I have no idea what we're doing anymore.

Hoyt, it's easy. We're just, we're putting on a show.

Oh, please tell me this doesn't involve dancing.

Oh, you sweet, simple man.

No. Think of it like a con.

Separate, impersonate.

You are playing the role of Kirby Smith, railroad executive.

Can do.

I've got quite the history with trains.

Robbing them, anyway.

Hoyt, maybe, uh, less talking

and more listening.

- Please. - Hoyt, you and I will meet

with Parker Briggs here at the Side Step.

Kate will pretend to be Parker Briggs

and meet with the real Kirby Smith at Hagan's.

It's the ol' Pittsburgh Windmill!

Y...

Look, I fooled some high-rollers at a dice game

in Waco a few years back.

Told them I was a Pennsylvania windmill baron.

Hoyt, don't list your crimes in front of me.

I still am the deputy.

Well, for a lawman, this doesn't exactly sound on the up-and-up.

Kicking people out of their homes, does that seem

-"on the up-and-up" to you? - All right, look.

I get it, but this is still my problem.

I need to be part of the solution.

You are.

You have an essential role to play.

Two, in fact.

Then I'm in.

Whatever it takes.

Mr. Smith? I'm Abigail Walker.

I work for Sheriff Davidson.

Unfortunately, he won't be able to join us today.

He's had a family emergency.

Sorry to hear.

And Mr. Briggs has been called back to Washington early,

so your meeting's been moved up to this afternoon.

Should get checked in, then.

- Long ride. - Mm.

Lost feeling in my ass back in Odessa.

Welcome to Independence,

Mr. Briggs, I presume.

Is it always this hot?

Hades itself would be refreshing in comparison.

- Ah... - Why anyone would choose

to live in these conditions

is beyond me, Miss...

Walker. And, unfortunately,

I hate to be the bearer of more bad news, but

Mr. Smith has some labor issues in San Francisco,

so he has to leave early, and the meeting has been moved up.

Ugh. Well, the sooner I get home, the better.

- Mm. - Now, I'd like to get some shut-eye before the meeting.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Briggs. Hagan's is full,

but I've taken the liberty of booking you a room

at the hotel down the road.

I assume you'll find the staff there to be quite accommodating.

Oh.

- Thank you, Miss Walker. - Hmm.

What in the...

Mr. Smith.

I am so sorry to keep you waiting.

How good to finally put a face to the name.

Uh... I think there must be some mistake. I have a meeting...

Of course you do, silly. That's why I'm here. Parker.

- Briggs. It's good to meet you. - But...

- you're a woman. - Eh, am I?

I know you hear the name Parker, you think, uh, big, burly

man with a bushy beard, maybe a penchant for chaw, huh?

- I assure you, I can spit with the best of them. - I...

But, then again, who's to say that Parker couldn't be

some dainty young lass, a high voice,

ample bosom,

hides fruit under her pillow? The truth

may be somewhere in between. Do you ever think about that?

- Uh, no, I... - See? And this is the problem

with people these days. They have no imagination.

Ah, well, c'est la vie. Rome wasn't built in a day.

Listen, what say we, uh, head in and grab a drink?

Whiskey sound all right?

Of course it does. Go ahead.

Well, well, look at you.

Where did you find such a lovely suit?

Burt let me borrow it.

- Burt, the undertaker? - Yeah.

He don't need it back till tomorrow.

Old Man Jones is having

- an open casket service. - Oh.

Uh, excuse me. Could I borrow some perfume?

Thank you.

Not too bad, huh?

- Well, we'll see. - Ooh, that's nice.

- You like flowers. - Thank you.

Mr. Briggs.

Kirby Smith at your service.

Mm. Uh, is your room satisfactory, Mr. Briggs?

Well, I won't be getting any sleep.

There was such a racket in the rooms on either side

- of mine. - You know, that...

Let's get started, shall we?

Love to. I know just the place.

I know you.

You're with the railroad.

Well, the hat's a dead giveaway, I guess.

Now, step aside.

- You're in our way. - I've heard that before.

Same reason you're forcing my people off our land--

'cause we're in your way.

Well, in this case, you sure are.

Hey.

Deputy! Deputy, come quick!

Hey, wait, wait, wait, that's enough. That's enough. Come on.

All right. Here you go.

Whew.

Now, you lock that worthless son of a bitch up,

and you throw away the key.

You know, your people are getting exactly

what you deserve.

You're wrong.

No one deserves what's happening to us.

- Let him go, let him go. Let go. - That's enough, all right?

I got him, I got him.

Come on.

I know I shouldn't have.

Look, I know you're angry.

Hell, if I wasn't wearing this badge,

I would've done the same thing. I ain't blaming you.

I might've jeopardized the plan.

Looks like you did just fine to me. Come on.

All right,

I'll start adjusting the lot numbers,

you work on changing out the maps of the tribal land

for the property Abby bought.

What if the sheriff comes back?

What'll he think of all this?

I don't care and neither should you.

There ain't no telling what's going on in that man's head.

Clean yourself. Don't bleed on the papers.

Ah, Hoyt.

Not so fun, is it?

Oh...

You son of a bitch.

Oh, careful.

That's also your mother you're talking about.

- You cut me loose! - You know,

I don't recall you being so accommodating

when I asked for a little compassion.

Must be tough for you,

not being in control for once.

All these years of you calling the shots.

I don't know why,

but the sun always shined on good ol' Tom.

You don't know what the hell you're talking about.

Oh, but I do.

I've had a front row seat my entire life.

Whatever Tom wants, Tom gets.

Badge and a gun.

Two separate towns? Why not?

Even being shipped off

to the lunatic asylum couldn't stop you.

I wouldn't have been in there if it wasn't for you.

Wasn't me who killed that young fella, Tom.

I was doing that to protect you.

Just couldn't stand seeing my baby brother

get beat to a pulp day after day.

You couldn't handle yourself,

my pathetic baby brother.

Yeah? Who's pathetic now?

You don't even realize how sick you are.

I'm not the first one you brought in here

to have a little fun with, am I?

Saw a little blood on the floor before you started in on me.

You want to carve up some random lowlife,

that's your business.

But the fact that you could do the same thing to me...

...leave me out here to die...

That's not right, brother.

You tried to have me killed.

Stabbed in the street.

And I'm the sick one?

I don't know what you're talking about,

but there's one thing I'm sure of.

It's time that you got what's coming to you.

A few more minutes,

I would've had him hog-tied.

He's lucky that deputy stepped in when he did.

Regardless, could we just get on with it?

I'd like out of this vulgar town as soon as possible.

Well, our sheriff would be very disappointed

to hear you say that about our dear Independence.

Perhaps a bottle of this establishment's

finest champagne

would change your mind?

I'll find us a fresh bottle.

Well, slap my ass

and call me Susan.

You know, I heard you took over for Randall,

but I just had to come see this myself.

Oh, hell.

Now, you give me one good reason I shouldn't

kill you dead right here and now,

you whiskey-thieving fancy-pants.

Oh, hell.

- What's going on here? - Well, you saw it before.

Some people just don't seem to care for the railroad.

Fella must've fallen off a train,

landed on his head.

I'll handle it. Just give me a minute.

I agree. Mr. Briggs, why don't we take in

some of the finer parts of town?

Never seen a town so full

- of ruffians. - Oh, yeah?

I don't care if it is full, let's go to Hagan's.

Place looks like it caters to a more refined

class of people...

- The hell was all that about? - Never mind.

You're too ignorant to understand anyway.

- All right. - You want to hash this out?

- Yeah. - Let's hash it out.

- On three. - All right.

I think you may have the wrong impression

of our town, Mr. Briggs.

Independence really is a lovely place.

The people are normally quite respectful.

Hoyt!

Damn it, now, we said on three.

It's truly inspiring how far we've come.

Did you know the first steam locomotive lost

a race to a horse?

They send the locomotive to the glue factory?

Beg your pardon?

Nothing, I... Please, continue.

- It's really, it's inspiring stuff. - Oh...

Kai.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same.

I need to talk to her.

Now's not a good time.

Tell her I want to see her.

Well, at present pace, we hope to be able to go

from Houston through Dallas, all the way up

to Red River City, in the course of one day.

- Now... - Calian.

Kirby Smith, this is

Calian. He's our Apache representative.

Call me Mr. Smith.

Always glad to have someone like you

lend a hand. Not that we need it.

Progress is coming regardless of what your people want.

Frankly, if there were more forward-thinking savages

like yourself, things wouldn't have to get so messy.

Well, having seen what I've seen,

I wonder who the real savages are.

Well... Listen, never mind.

Should we get started, gentlemen?

It's a...

Uh, right this way, please.

Please, have a seat, make yourself comfortable.

Would you, would you gentlemen be so kind

- as to give me just a minute? - Mm.

Thank you.

I am going to get us some drinks.

Uh, whiskey?

- Fine. - Wonderful.

I'll be back.

Two whiskeys, please.

- What are you doing here? - I didn't have a choice.

Hoyt is currently pummeling someone or being pummeled.

- How's Calian? - About ready to tear Smith in half.

Can you blame him? Why do you ask?

Hmm, he slammed Briggs into a wall.

Don't remember that being part of the plan.

Stay focused. We can do this.

Apologies, gentlemen, shall we continue?

That, sir, is for you.

Here we are, our finest whiskey.

Wait, I thought this was parcel 4204.

This says 4024.

Uh, unfortunately,

the previous parcel was no longer available.

Now, we-we could go back to the drawing board,

but you know the government.

Delays, et cetera.

We wouldn't want to stand

in the way of progress, would we?

Thank you.

All the dust seems to have aggravated my eyes.

I need to pay a visit to the washroom.

Oh, wait. You seem the sort of man

that might enjoy a sonata.

- Could I play you one? - Really rather we concluded our business,

- if you don't mind. - Oh, just one quick one, then.

Please. Come, come.

Excuse me.

I'm gonna go powder my nose.

- What do you think you are doing? - Hey!

Well, I was admiring the stitching on your leatherwork,

but now I'm calling the sheriff, you lunk.

- Get off me! - Play that again, doll.

I do love that ditty. You mind if I cut in?

This one here is...

quite the, uh, wildcat.

You look nice.

So do you.

Good Lord, man, what happened to you?

Bit of a rough crowd.

Don't care about the sophisticated types like us.

Shall we get to signing, then?

Gladly.

Just need a pen.

At your service.

All right.

So, Mr. Briggs, how have you found working

with our dear sheriff?

The sheriff?

Can't say I approve of his choice in township...

but he seems like a fine man.

His family certainly has taken a keen interest in the railroad.

The Davidsons have their fingers in many pies.

Influential folks, if you catch my meaning, but the sheriff

has always been aboveboard with me.

Glad to hear it.

- Thank you. - Yes.

I will just go file this, make it official.

Good, and then I can get out of this hellhole.

I'll show you out.

Well, not much to say.

It has truly been a pleasure, Mr. Briggs.

Give me all your money, now.

Fine, fine, fine. Just take, take it all.

Just don't kill me. Not here.

What, you got manure in your ears,

or you just smell like it?

I said the money.

What the hell are you laughing at?

This isn't about breaking me.

You just don't have the guts to pull the trigger and end it.

You're so smug.

It's a wonder no one's killed you yet.

Well, you tried, didn't you?

But just like everything else...

...you failed.

It's no wonder why you wanted me dead.

You said it yourself, I was the one

that was locked up in that asylum.

And the family still chose me over you.

I never could fool you, could I?

Just hired the wrong man to do it.

Surprise, surprise.

Another failure to add to the list.

But I promise it's the last.

I'm gonna finish the job that Levi couldn't.

I hope you don't mind.

I borrowed your knife.

This is gonna be fun.

Mmm.

Well, documents are signed and filed.

Briggs is halfway to Nacogdoches by now,

and Smith is contributing to the local economy

by availing himself of a White Dove or two.

Mm.

And that, my friends...

is what it looks like when you beat the railroad

- at its own game. - It is, indeed.

Despite a few...

scrapes and scratches.

A few too many, I'd say. Sorry, Cal.

Well, regardless, working together,

we did it.

Thank you.

All of you, really.

This bought me time.

I should get back, though.

Discuss things with my people.

Yeah, I got to go, too.

Lucia sees the bar in that condition,

she's gonna fire me.

And that's just for starters.

You do not want

to see that woman upset.

- Kate. - Hmm?

Thought you should know,

Kai was in here earlier.

He saw you with the railroad man.

Didn't look happy.

You should see him.

Something's up.

Yeah. Thanks.

You know those telegrams Tom told you he sent?

- Hmm. - Well, he lied.

Now, I don't know what's going on with that brother of his,

but now that Calian's situation has been... handled,

oh, I'm-a find out.

Briggs, the land grant officer, had nothing

but good things to say about Tom.

He was less effusive about the rest of the Davidsons.

Yeah, that family has been stirring up trouble

- for a while now. - Hmm.

You know, like it or not,

Tom's a Davidson.

I think it's about time I go out to that ranch

and have a talk with them myself.

Who are you going to speak to?

Whichever one I come across first.

Ah.

How about a drink to celebrate?

I'm buying.

Abby, first I have to ask you...

Did you sleep with Tom?

Not quite sure I believe it myself, but...

that happened.

Abby, for the love of God, why?

I-I don't have a good answer for you, Kate.

I don't even truly know myself,

but I...

I saw a different side of Tom...

last night.

He's just as lost

and damaged by his family as I am.

No, that doesn't change the fact

that all of us put our lives at risk for you,

because you were sure

that he murdered your husband,

that he shot you.

And then not only did you change your mind,

but you took him to bed, Abby, and you did it here.

In my house,

where I invited you in.

You can understand how that is a little bit

- of a hard pill to swallow. - I do.

Kate, I am sorry.

I'm-I'm sorry I put you in this position.

I-I didn't...

think about how this would affect you

or-or anyone else.

I don't think you were thinking at all.

Probably not.

But regardless of what happened...

...I never meant to break our trust.

Kate, I need it.

I need our friendship.

So do I.

So what happens now?

Now I talk to the elders, the new chief.

Try to find a lasting solution that doesn't end in bloodshed.

Anything else you need, you let me know.

I'll be there.

Thank you, Hoyt.

Of course. Happy to help.

You needed it, after all.

Hey.

Wake up.

I need a drink, and...

I don't feel like drinking alone.

It's on the house.

Look, I know you're a lightweight anyway.

I could drink you under the table

any day, pretty boy.

But at some point,

we're gonna have to talk about what you did to Tink's mama.

She never mentioned she was his mom.

She looked young for her age.

Man's only got one mama, Hoyt.

Look, anyway, you're gonna have to help me clean up.

All right?

We did quite a number on this place.

Boy, did we.

Sure was fun, though, wasn't it?

Yeah.

I know that we've kept things from each other, Kai, and I...

I'm sure that we both had our reasons.

But what if we don't do that anymore?

What if we start from scratch?

I would very much like to know you.

I could do that,

if you could, but we would have to promise

no more secrets.

Deal.

Deal.

Uh, in the interest of full disclosure,

there's something I should probably tell you.

The man that you saw me with at Hagan's,

he's a railroad executive, and we conned him.

We stopped Calian's tribal land from being stolen.

It-it's just a stopgap, but, um...

I still kind of can't believe that it worked.

Wait, conned?

Why would you do that?

Well, I just told you, they were forcing his people out.

- And listen, I know this might make thi-- - Have you learned nothing?

The Tong.

The Davidsons.

You of all people should understand

what they're capable of.

All of them are invested in that train

coming to Independence. There's a lot of money at stake.

- And lives, too. - You think I don't know that, Kai?

I don't care. This was the right thing to do.

You don't get to decide that!

Right or wrong...

you and your friends have put us all in danger.

Kai...

Tom?

Tom?

Liam.

- Gus, for God's sakes, shoot him! - No! Tom's the one!

- He's the killer! - Kill him! Kill him!

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