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[LAUGHTER] HEY, GRINGO! MY WIFE IS FOOLING

ME. THE BABY NOT READY YET.

PA, WHAT WILL THOSE BANDITS DO WHEN THEY FIND THE ONE THAT'S

UP ON THE HILL?

THEY'LL COME AFTER US, AN' TRY TO KEEP US FROM GETTIN' TO

OUR HORSES. KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR 'EM, SON.

[SPEAKS SPANISH] THEY'RE COMIN', PA.

THIS WAY?

NO, THE OTHER WAY, LIKE YOU SAID, WHERE THE HORSES ARE.

GOOD.

HOW'S MICAH?

IT'S HARD TO TELL, HE'S STILL BLEEDIN', SON.

HOW MUCH?

AH, JUST ENOUGH TO KEEP IT CLEAN. LOOK, CHECK THE FRONT.

WHAT ARE THEY, PA? WHAT KIND OF MEN ARE THEY?

BANDITS, SON. THE WORST KIND.

DIRT POOR AN' STUPID. THERE'S NOT THE BRAIN OF A COYOTE AMONG

THEM. THE BEST THEY CAN DO IS SNEAK AROUND THE COUNTRYSIDE,

FIND A MAN ALONE AN' KNOCK 'IM ON THE HEAD FOR HIS HORSE, OR

HIS GUN, OR HIS BOOTS.

PA, YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO GIVE THEM THE RIFLE, YOU DIDN'T HAVE

TO -- I COULDN'T START A FIGHT WITH

YOU IN THE MIDDLE, MARK.

I'M SORRY.

YOU KNOW, HAVIN' YOU HERE IS LIKE BOTH HANDS TIED BEHIND ME.

YOU'RE NOT A CHILD ANYMORE, MARK, YOU MUST KNOW THAT.

WE ALREADY SETTLED THAT, PA, I'M NOT GOIN'. IF WE DO GET OUT

OF THIS, IT WILL BE TOGETHER OR...OR NOT AT ALL. PA, THEY--

THEY CUT UP MICAH SOMETHIN' AWFUL, SO SOMEONE'S GOTTA TAKE

CARE OF 'IM. WELL, YOU CAN'T DO IT ALONE. AN' EVEN IF YOU DO

SEND ME OFF, I'LL JUST COME RIGHT BACK AN' JUMP ONE OF THEM

WITH A ROCK, PA, I SWEAR I WILL.

YOU'VE NEVER TALKED TO ME LIKE THAT BEFORE, SON.

I--I'VE NEVER HAD TO. WE'VE NEVER BEEN IN SUCH A FIX BEFORE.

NO, I-- [SIGHS] I GUESS WE HAVEN'T.

[MICAH GROANS] [WHISPERS] MICAH?

[GROANS] AH...LUCAS, BOY.

HOW IS IT, MICAH? HOW BAD IS IT? I'VE GOTTA KNOW.

BAD...WHAT?

MICAH, LISTEN TO ME, 4 BANDITS, THEY JUMPED YOU, TOOK

YOUR HORSE AN' YOUR GUN, DON'T YOU REMEMBER? THEY'VE GOT MY

RIFLE, TOO.

NOW ALL I'VE GOT IS THESE, ONE SHOT APIECE, IF THEY WORK.

WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE?

I TOOK 'EM FROM THE FELLOW THEY LEFT TO GUARD US.

BUT WHERE'S HE?

HE'S ON THE HILL BEHIND THIS BUILDIN' WHERE I LEFT 'IM. THAT

LEAVES 3 OF THEM, MICAH, NOW, THEY ARE ACROSS THE STREET,

BEHIND THE SHACK THEY WERE LIVIN' IN. THEY'RE DRUNK, I

THINK, WHICH SHOULD GIVE US AN EDGE.

WHAT ARE THEY DOIN' HERE?

THAT'S HARD TO TELL. ON THE RUN, PROBABLY. THEY HAD TO

HOLE-UP SOMEWHERE. THE HEAD MAN'S GOT HIS WIFE WITH HIM, AN'

SHE'S HAVIN' A BABY.

I...COULDN'T UNDERSTAND A WHOLE LOT ABOUT WHAT THEY WERE SAYIN',

BUT I...I THINK SHE'S HAVIN' IT NOW.

PSST! PSST!

SHHH! [SPEAKS SPANISH] [CONVERSE IN SPANISH]

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH] AH!

THEY KNOCKED YOU UP BAD, MICAH.

I WANNA KNOW HOW BAD.

I DON'T KNOW.

WHAT'D THEY DO IT WITH?

I'M SORRY, LUCAS, IT'S--IT'S ALL A BLANK, I DON'T FEEL

ANYTHIN'-- MICAH, CAN YOU SEE THE CHUTE?

I--I CAN SEE.

MICAH, CAN YOU HANDLE THIS RIFLE?

YOU--YOU'D BETTER NOT DEPEND ON ME, LUCAS.

DO THEY--THEY KNOW WHERE WE ARE?

YEAH, I'M SURE THEY KNOW BY NOW.

YOU GOT A PLAN?

YEAH, I GOT A PLAN, MICAH.

IT'S A LITTLE INVOLVED BUT IT-- IT JUST MIGHT WORK.

PA? PA, WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'?

STAY THERE, AN' LET ME WORK IT OUT.

JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE DOIN'!

JUST A MINUTE, SON, JUST A MINUTE!

HERE ARE SOME MATCHES.

ALRIGHT, THAT SHOULD BE RIGHT.

ALRIGHT, SON, SIT DOWN AN' LIGHT THE LAMP.

DON'T PULL THE CHAIR, JUST LIGHT THE LAMP!

HURRY UP, SON.

WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT, PA?

ALRIGHT, GOOD. NOW, TURN THE WICK UP ALL THE WAY, ALL THE

WAY.

THEY'LL SEE IT.

ALRIGHT, GOOD.

ALRIGHT, THAT'S GOOD. BLOW IT OUT FOR NOW, SON. IT JUST MIGHT

WORK IF THEY'RE DRUNK ENOUGH.

WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT?

BE QUIET AN' SIT DOWN! NOW, YOU STAY THERE, SIT DOWN, SON.

YOU GET READY TO LIGHT THAT LAMP.

MARK, SET A COUPLE OF EMPTY BOTTLES ON THAT CHAIR NEAR THE

BACK DOOR, HUH?

ALRIGHT, MISTER, COME ON.

MARK. MARK. [GROANS] HOW IS IT, MICAH?

ALL OF A SUDDEN...I'M NOT SO GOOD. THIS IS--THIS IS A

SALOON, AIN'T IT?

IT USED TO BE.

ANYTHIN' IN IT?

ALMOST EVERYTHIN'. WHOEVER THEY WERE, THEY MUST'VE LEFT IN

A HURRY OR JUST DIDN'T CARE.

ANY...WHISKEY?

NO, JUST EMPTIES. BUT THOSE BANDITS HAVE GOT SOME WHISKEYS

AN' WE--WE'LL BE GETTIN' SOME OF IT PRETTY SOON NOW.

DON'T COUNT YOUR CHICKENS, BOY. [GROANS]

NO, I--I DON'T REALLY REMEMBER HER AT ALL. SOMETIMES I THINK I

DO, THOUGH, BUT...WELL, SOMETIMES I'M ALMOST SURE

BUT--BUT I DON'T REALLY. I KNOW THAT WHAT I THINK I'M

REMEMBERIN' IS JUST THE PHOTOGRAPHS THAT PA HAS. I

WAS ONLY 3.

IT'S HARD, AN'...SO IS EVERYTHIN' ELSE. A FUNNY THING--

I'VE ALWAYS HAD A NOTION THAT 9 OUT OF 10 PEOPLE IN NORTH

FORK WHO'D NEVER EVEN SAW A PICTURE OF YOUR MA COULD GIVE

AN ACCURATE DESCRIPTION OF HER JUS' FROM KNOWIN' YOUR PA.

[GROANING] THEY'RE COMIN'. MARK, THE LAMP.

[EMPTY CHAMBER CLICKING] NO MORE BULLETS, GRINGO?

NO MORE SHOOTIN', NO MORE.

DON'T SHOOT.

HERE'S YOUR GUN, HERE. I DON'T SHOOT. I TELL THEM, I SAID,

"THE GRINGO IS GOING TO BE A FRIEND OF OURS. HE DON'T MEAN

NO HARM, THE GRINGO IS OUR FRIEND!"

[GUN COCKS] NO, NO TROUBLE, SEÑOR,

PLEASE! PLEASE! MY WOMAN, YOU KNOW, SHE'S INSIDE THERE, AN'

SHE GOING TO GIVE ME A SON. A SON, JUST LIKE YOURS. PLEASE,

SEÑOR, I--I FEEL VERY BAD WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FRIEND. BUT I

DON'T DO THAT, THEY DO THAT.

THEY ARE VERY BAD MEN, VERY BAD MEN, I DON'T TRUST THEM! WHAT

THEY DO TO YOU, TO THE MAN, TO THE BOY, I FEEL VERY BAD INSIDE,

VERY BAD, SEÑOR, I FEEL BAD-- [GUNSHOT]

LUCAS, I'M NEEDIN' SOME WHISKEY REAL BAD. WILL YOU...SEE IF YOU

CAN GET ME SOME?

YEAH.

OH, LUCAS, DON'T BE GONE TOO LONG.

I WON'T.

HOW ARE YOU FEELIN', MICAH?

I CAME INTO THIS WORLD UNDER AN OPEN SKY, THAT'S WHAT MY

MAMA TOLD ME. AN' I'LL JUST SOON GO OUT THE SAME WAY, AN' I THANK

THE LORD, MARK, YOU AN' YOUR...

PA ARE HERE WITH ME.

MICAH, THESE WOUNDS HAVE TO BE CLEANED UP. THIS MIGHT HURT A

LITTLE.

NO, NO, NO, LATER ON. I FEEL FINE AT THE MOMENT, LET'S JUST

LEAVE IT THAT WAY. ANYWAY, I-- I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU WASTE

GOOD LIQUOR ON THE OUTSIDE O' ME. I NEVER COULD STAND WASTE

AN' THAT'S ALL THIS WHOLE DAY HAS BEEN-- JUST WASTE. SIT DOWN

A WHILE, LUCAS.

I CAN'T SIT WITH YOU, MICAH.

WHY NOT?

THE GIRL'S HAVIN' HER BABY NOW. SHE'S ALL ALONE. THE OLD

LADY RAN OFF AN' LEFT HER. I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN HELP HER

BUT...WELL, I'VE GOTTA TRY.

YEAH, SURE, SURE, GO AHEAD.

WE'LL DO FINE, HMM.

I'M GONNA BE ALRIGHT, SON, DON'T YOU WORRY. I'M GONNA BE

ALRIGHT.

YES, SIR.

[WOMAN PANTING] [GRUNTING]

[WATER SPLASHING] [GROANS]

[SCREAMS] [BABY CRYING]

[WATER SPLASHING] Mark: WELL?

IT'S A BOY, SON. HE LOOKS FINE.

AH...A BOY. YEAH. CAN I GO BACK TO SLEEP NOW?

YOU SURE CAN, SON.

[BABY CRYING] Micah: WOW! AH! OH!

HOW DO YOU FEEL NOW, MICAH?

YOU KNOW SOMETHIN'? I SHOULD'VE DIED WHEN I HAD THE

CHANCE, INSTEAD OF DRINKIN' ALL THAT--THAT WHISKY...OH.

[GLASS SHATTERS] [MICAH GROANING]