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Whoa.

Ciego, Mr. Alderson isn't here yet, is he?

No, senorita, Señor Jarrod only left a few moments ago to pick him up at the station.

-Thank you. -Si, senorita.

Not a sound, amigo.

Not one peep.

No, señor.

Put him in the tack room and tie him up.

Mother, the candelabra's are lovely.

Give Silas the credit.

He's been cleaning them all morning.

Silas, they're beautiful.

Thank you, Mrs. Audra.

Did you get everything?

Well, they were out of Redolian brandy,

but they said this would be just as good.

Is this all right, Mrs. Barkley?

Perfect, just perfect, Silas.

Thank you.

Now let's see, did we forget anything?

Flowers would be nice.

I'll cut some fresh from the garden.

Thank you.

Put him with the other one.

Is there anything else I can do for you, mother?

No, but you better get yourself dressed.

Who are you?

Easy, ma'am.

What do you want?

I have the regretful duty, ma'am, to inform you...

that we're here to execute a sentence of death.

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That's part of our stock right over there.

Ah, yes. Well, now...

that's the way fine animals were meant to be seen--

Running free...

nothing touching them except the sun

and God's own clean air.

Magnificent.

I trust the army realizes we expect a magnificent price for them, General.

[chuckles] Well, if they're all like that, we'll be doing business.

But it isn't General anymore. Just a civilian now, you know.

Just a civilian, working for the army purchasing department.

I stand corrected.

Oh, you see that lead stallion there?

Mm-hmm.

Now, that one is really gonna cost you.

Nick raised him.

Oh.

Nick still loves horses, huh?

That he does.

I remember, just before the Battle of Shiloh,

I had called a staff meeting.

Everybody got there on time except my aide.

You know where that brother of yours was?

Doctoring a sick horse.

When I called him on the carpet about it later,

he said, "General, you're the one who'll be ordering me into trouble,

but it's the horse I'm riding that'll get me out of it."

[laughs] That's Nick, all right.

Well, it's too bad he's away.

I know he'll be sorry he missed seeing you.

Oh, well, I'd probably just be boring him with an old man's memories.

The war years are best forgotten anyway.

I suppose so...

but it's good to remember that we won something important.

We lost something important, too, though.

The south was part of us, you know.

When we killed their men, burnt their fields, gutted their homes,

we destroyed part of ourselves as well.

Well, we should be home soon.

Did you get our horses out of sight?

Yeah, I hid them in the grove.

Good.

Barkley and Alderson will be here soon.

As soon as you get rid of this rig,

get up the road and keep a look out.

Right.

[door opens]

No one upstairs. I guess we got'em all.

Take a look out back.

Don't you think it's about time you explained what you're doing here?

Let me know as soon as you see them.

Ladies, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to put you someplace for safe keeping.

Safe keeping from what?

What about the attic?

Should be all right.

Come on, ladies.

Mother, don't go with him.

I have no intention of going any place,

not until I've had an explanation.

Oh, please don't make it difficult for yourself.

I'll try not to inconvenience you any more than necessary.

The reason for all this will become apparent in good time.

Sorry.

Mrs. Barkley, my patience is not unlimited.

Neither is mine.

[chuckles]

Well, I'm afraid the two of you Barkley women

is a little bit too much for even me to handle.

So I guess I'll have to make it easy on myself.

Ladies, if you don't mind...

Curtis, come with me. I want you to stay with them.

I'm sorry to be so uninformative,

but if you were to know too much at this point,

you'd only be needlessly worried.

Needless? You said you were here to kill someone!

Oh, no, I did not say "kill."

my exact words were "to execute a sentence of death."

an execution many years overdue.

Who passed this sentence?

We did.

You won't get away with it.

We employ a lot of men on this ranch.

They're all away on a trail drive.

Friends drop by.

That would be their bad luck.

Well, very comfortable indeed.

You want me to tie'em up?

Oh, I don't think that'll be necessary.

My brother Jarrod will be home soon.

That, my dear, is what we're counting on.

[door closes]

They're here.

All right, get ready.

This is what we've been waiting for.

Get Tanner.

Whoa.

Ciego?

Ciego!

Where the devil could he be?

Well, General, shall we go inside and meet the family?

Hello?

Mother? Audra?

Where is everybody?

Huh, that's funny. We were expected.

Well, suppose I start you on a nice, tall bourbon

while I find out where everybody is.

Good.

Good afternoon, Mr. Barkley.

Good afternoon.

You'll forgive me, gentlemen,

but I don't believe I've had the pleasure.

Uh, no, you haven't.

Well, at the risk of sounding inhospitable,

may I ask what it is you're doing here?

Where's my family?

The ladies are, um...

in another part of the house.

Where in the house?

In the attic...

with a man.

A man with a gun.

A gun that may go off unless you do exactly as you're told.

What do you want here?

Your gun. Tanner.

What is this, boys? A robbery?

No, it's not.

Then why are you victimizing this man's family?

Victimizing?

Oh, that's an interesting word.

Sound familiar to any of you?

Don't you recognize me?

Should I?

Yes.

We've met before?

We've met.

Where?

He wants to know where.

Tell him where we've met, Boreau.

In the bleedin' ruin you made of a whole town-- Mayville.

You were in my command?

Your command?! You filthy Yankee!

We was your victims!

Oh, no.

You come ridin' in with your soldiers,

hollerin' crazy drunk, burnin' homes, shootin' anything that moved!

And what moved, you Yankee trash?

Civilians! Women and old men!

And us here let out of the army for wounds!

Now do you remember? Now do you know what we come here for?

Your hanging!

It's eight years overdue.

Donnelly, go outside and pick out a good, strong tree.

Macklin!

[laughing]

It's the other two sons.

They're all supposed to be away on a cattle drive.

They're alone.

[laughing]

Come on, sport.

[continues laughing]

Will you tell me what's so dad-blame funny?

You've been snickerin' and carryin' on all the way home.

Sally Anne. [laughs]

Sally Anne what?

Oh, she's gonna be awfully disappointed.

Well, so far it's hilarious. You wanna tell me more?

Look at all the stuff she gave me here. Look. Look at this muffler.

Oh, and look at this.

"Stillman's Snake Repellent-- The cattle drover's best friend."

[both laugh]

Old Sally Anne must expect me to be fightin' off snakes with my left hand,

fightin' off a grizzly bear with my right,

and snow up to my eyeballs in the middle of a cattle stampede!

Well, you could go back out on the trail and suffer a little bit for Sally Anne's sake!

Oh, now wait a minute. Is it my fault that cattle buyer

came 100 miles down that trail to take the herd off our hands.

Well, you could've turned him down,

told him you were all prepared to go the 100 miles or bust!

[both laugh]

[continue laughing]

Oh.

[continues laughing]

I just got an idea.

Heath, come here.

Supposin' that we don't tell her that the herd was bought out from under us?

And that way, we get to stay away a few more days.

[both laugh]

What are you gonna do with your snake bite repellent?

Well, now, I just might drink it. It smells pretty good.

Here, try it.

[sniffs] Ugh!

Nick, is that supposed to repel a snake or charm it?

[both laugh]

Ciego? Ciego?!

Where in tarnation is he?

Ciego!

[grunting]

Oh, that's funny. It's locked.

Well, isn't that a fine thing?

When you come back from a bone-crushing trail drive,

you'd expect there'd be somebody here to put away your horses!

Ciego! Ciego!

Nick, you're gonna start an earthquake.

Maybe he's up by the house. Come on, I'm starved.

[laughs]

[grunting]

[laughing]

[laughing]

Welcome home, gentlemen.

Inside. Join the party.

How much longer are you going to keep us here?

Ma'am?

I asked you how much longer--

You know, I bet this old guitar still has a lot of music left in it.

May I ask... who played it?

I did.

Oh?

Did it give you a lot of enjoyment, miss?

♪♪

[chuckles]

Yeah, you see? It's still got a lot of music left in it.

If I had one more string, I could play you a right nice tune.

Are you a musician?

No, but sometimes I'd like to earn a livin' makin' music.

You do have a feeling for it,

and that's rather strange-- Having such sensitivity...

and yet being able to commit coldblooded murder.

Nobody said anything about murder.

Yes, that's right. That's right.

Let me see, what was the word you used?

Uh, "execution." that's the word. Execution.

Now, that's a word the military might use.

The war. General Alderson.

Does this have something to do--

You'll know soon enough what we came here to do.

Miss...

maybe you'd like to try coaxin' some music out of this.

No, thank you. I don't really play very well.

Besides, it's awfully warm in here.

Would you mind opening a window, please?

Yes, ma'am.

Now please, miss! I'd hate to have to hurt you!

Audra! Let go! Let go!

[panting]

I'm sorry.

Now if you'll both please sit down.

And I would be obliged, miss, if you wouldn't do that again.

We're here, and here we're gonna stay...

till the job's done.

That's insane!

I was in his command! The general did not order that attack!

Sure, he wasn't even there. We imagined it all.

It happened, but not the way you think!

Give me a hand! We'll drag him out!

Why don't you let the man talk?

There's nothing to say.

He did what he did. Now he'll die for it.

What do you lose by letting him talk? A few minutes?

Isn't a man's life worth a few minutes?

He isn't a man. He's a snake.

Now, we swore we'd bring him to justice. Now let's do it!

Justice?! You call this justice?!

You keep out of it!

I say he's innocent!

And if all the proof you've got is your word that you were there,

then my proof is just as good as yours!

And I say he's innocent!

Uh, explain that.

I told you! I was in his command!

Well, more than that. I was an aide to him in Mayville.

His aide...

now isn't that interesting?

A lot of civilians were killed that night. I know.

It was awful. I know that, too.

And I also know that if we lived to be 1,000 years old,

we'd never forget that night!

And he did everything he could to stop it!

Nick, they're not interested in the truth.

Is that right?

Well, mister, that's just what you've got.

The truth.

We have to talk.

We won't be long.

Boreau.

Nick.

Eight years.

Fine reunion.

Why don't you sit down, General?

Jarrod, why didn't you tell me he was comin' here?

All I knew was that the army was sending somebody out to buy our horses, Nick.

I didn't know it was your ex-commanding general until he go there.

Well, anyway, when all this is over,

we'll show you a real proper welcome, huh?

I've thought about you often, Nick, with the very best of good feelings, I may say.

It's a shame sometimes it takes a war to draw men together.

They share a deep experience and then they drift apart.

I've looked forward to seeing you again very much.

Very much.

I'm sure all this will be all right.

Of course it will.

[door opens]

Now that you're through with your talk, you gonna let him go and clear out of here?

Mr. Barkley, we're not wanton killers.

We're not the men you would make us out. We are compelled by duty.

Boreau here is a horse breeder.

Mm-hmm.

Tanner and Donnelly are farmers.

I'm a school teacher.

These are occupations we know we can never return to after today.

Occupations we love, but are willing to abandon

if that's the price we have to pay

in order to avenge the lives of 16 innocent human beings!

You, uh...

you said before that you served under him.

Yes.

That night at Mayville, you were there?

I was.

What rank did you--

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant. Ah, well, then you had command responsibility.

I did.

And after the shooting started and he arrived in town--

I arrived with him.

Well?

Well, I guess we just need another rope.

Nick: Now you're out of your mind.

You're gonna have to kill us all. You know that, don't you?

Don't try to stop us. That'd be foolish.

This man and your brother killed 16 innocent men, women, and children.

We killed no one!

Facts are facts!

And your facts could be wrong. That is possible, isn't it?

-We were there, mister! -So were they.

You say that all you're interested in is justice.

Then why not let a court of law decide whether these men are telling the truth or not?

Oh, no, no, we can't risk that.

But if they're guilty, they'll be punished by law.

In a Yankee court?

Now let me tell you something about Yankee courts.

There was rumors against this man back when it first happened.

There was an investigation. Do you know what happened?

Nothin'! Nothin'!

They'd do it again! They'd let him go!

There ain't gonna be no trial!

Are you afraid of letting them tell their side of the story?

All right then.

Since you've taken the law into your own hands,

why not be the judge and jury, too?

But hear them out!

A trial...

with us as judge and jury?

You'd have nothing to lose.

All right, Mr. Barkley, a trial it shall be.

We the jury find the defendants guilty of murder.

As judge, I sentence them to be hanged!

[chuckles]

Well, I guess that's just about what I would expect from men that aren't killers,

men who really want justice.

A trial would be a waste of time! They're guilty as sin!

Prove it!

Macklin, he's tryin' to stall us.

Now wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Macklin...

You say you want a trial, huh?

All right, we'll give them a trial.

We'll find them just as guilty and have the added pleasure of seeing them sweat.

Counselor, you have 30 minutes

to consult with your clients.

In view of the proposed sentence,

I suggest you make the most of the time allotted.

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How big a town was Mayville?

Couple hundred people.

How many men?

Hardly a one, except you, me, Tanner, Donnelly--

Mustered out of the army for bad wounds.

All the growed, able men were off with Beauregard down to Charlottesville.

So the town posed no threat?

It had neither war materials, crops, strategic roads,

not even a potentially dangerous manpower reserve to justify an enemy raid.

All we had was land...

and all we had to put into the land was our dead--

Fine southern dead, that is, not back-shootin' Yankees!

All right, Mr. Barkley.

Sit down, Mr. Boreau. I have a few questions I'd like to ask.

What's he mean? I already told ya.

Mr. Barkley wants to cross-examine.

I agreed that he might.

Sit down.

Now we're not gonna discuss the tragedy that happened that night.

We're merely going to try and determine once and for all who was responsible for it.

Now, you say it was General Alderson.

He commanded the division. It was his men.

How many men?

What? In a division?

Were sent into town that night. A full division? A half? A quarter? How many?

Well, I don't know exactly, but there was enough to do what they planned!

But not a full division.

I ain't sure.

-Make sure! -It wouldn't make no difference!

Then you shouldn't mind answering the question!

All right, it was only some! Now what does that get ya?!

A great deal...

if he planned to destroy the town.

That's all, Mr. Boreau.

Nick, come on over here and sit down.

I'll answer whatever you gotta ask right from here.

Nick!

Oh, for...

[sighs]

This is all a bad joke.

Now, you were a lieutenant in General Alderson's division.

Yes.

-You were his aide. -I was.

-And you were with him in Mayville. -I was.

Did you have any unusual duties that night?

I was duty officer.

The duties of a duty officer are to post sentries and answer messages.

Acting commander for the night.

You was right in on it with him, weren't you, boy?

A duty officer has nothing to do with planning strategy.

He merely takes charge of unit security for the night.

Nick: That's right.

Then what is your point?

Just this--

That in any ordinary bivouac, the duty officer takes charge

from sundown until sunup.

And during that time, he's given an hour-by-hour report

of everything that happens in that unit.

So better than anyone, Lieutenant Barkley

was in a position to know what was or was not ordered.

Go on.

Now, Nick, as duty officer,

you made your rounds that night.

That's right.

You were there when the men left for town.

I was.

How many men were there?

Platoon-size scouting detail-- 38 men.

Isn't a scouting detail usually squad strength 12 men--?

Alderson sent 26 more men than were needed. Why?

This wasn't a regular scouting detail.

Obviously.

Tell them why, Nick.

Well, we were deep in the heart of the south.

Most of the outfit was made up of pretty green troops.

Besides, we had snipers takin' pot shots at us all while we were there.

So it was for the defense of the men themselves that so large a detail was sent.

For no other reason.

And you're prepared to swear

that there was no attack ordered that night?

I am.

Why shouldn't he? He'll hang if he don't.

Macklin...

We agreed, Boreau. They're to be given a chance.

Let him talk.

A chance?! I didn't agree to that!

I agreed to let'em sweat!

Any of you hear anything said about a chance?

Was nothing said about a chance!

Then why go on with this at all?

Now you're gettin' the idea, boy.

Look, we're just wasting time. We came here to do a killing. Let's get on with it!

Are you gonna listen to your bloodthirsty friend...

or do we continue with this trial?

We continue with the trial.

[inaudible whispers]

Ladies, I'm afraid I'm needed downstairs...

which means, unfortunately, we're gonna have to tie you up.

I know it really isn't necessary,

but it's more for your benefit than it is ours.

Otherwise you might be tempted to try something foolish.

Not too tight, Tanner.

I hope this won't be too uncomfortable,

but I shouldn't be too long.

What is your occupation, Mr. Curtis?

I'm a photographer.

And that night, after it was all over,

you took a number of pictures, didn't you?

Pictures of some of the victims who lay dead or wounded?

That's right.

Did you bring those pictures with you?

Yes, I did.

I wanted to show them to the general...

before we put the noose around him.

Well, you can show him now.

Deny these.

I don't think this is necessary.

We're not arguing the fact that innocent people were killed that night.

I thought I made that clear.

But we are arguing whether or not

General Alderson was responsible.

All right, let's take that point up.

Mr. Curtis, you were a member of the home guard that night, weren't you?

That's right.

And whether it was a division

or half a division of Yankee soldiers,

you saw what they did, and what they did was murder.

That's right, too, isn't it?

That's what it was-- Murder.

They murdered my mother and two sisters.

Did you see General Alderson there that night?

Yes, I did...

Killin' and butcherin' with the rest of his men.

-You couldn't have mistaken him? -No.

No, I'd never forget his face.

Are there any questions you'd like to ask, counselor?

Yes, but not right now.

Thank you.

Audra...

I'm going to try something.

[grunting]

[groans]

General, it's been all too well established

that personnel of your command were in the town of Mayville on the night in question...

and that those soldiers committed the killings.

Is that correct?

The question was, General-- 16 civilians were killed,

they were murdered by your soldiers-- Yes or no?

I wouldn't exactly say murdered.

Sixteen innocent people were slaughtered by your soldiers. Yes or no?

Yes.

General, did you, directly or indirectly,

cause or order that to happen?

No, I did not.

I want you to know, sir, that I believe you.

And if it's humanly possible, we'll make them believe you, too.

How?

By placing the blame where it properly belongs--

With the reckless, terrified, drunken misfits of that patrol!

Yes.

Now, were you able to identify the guilty that night?

Not without difficulty.

Small pockets of trouble broke out...

by the stables, the town hall.

Then they became a mob.

But later they were identified?

And what happened to them?

They were court-martialed.

Then the guilty were punished?

They were court-martialed.

And there you have the simple, uncluttered truth.

The guilty were identified and punished!

What more do you want?

You haven't asked General Alderson how they were punished.

Will you answer that?

Were they hanged?

Were they sent to prison for 30 years?

Were they treated in a manner to correspond with the severity of their crime?

That was out of my hands.

The investigation revealed that there were indeed

Confederate sympathizers in the area--

In itself not an astounding conclusion

in that Mayville is a town in the heart of the south.

And anyone from a suckling babe of two months

to a wrinkled grandmother of 90 would fit that description.

But because of these sympathizers,

however, the federal troops were understandably nervous.

So that when they killed the civilians,

they did so believing it an execution of duty against armed resistance.

After the trial, they were let go!

Mother!

It's all right, Audra. It's all right.

[screams]

[sighs]

Mother, you're hurting yourself!

Oh!

Help!

Alderson gave a sworn deposition

saying the mistake might legitimately be due to the unfamiliar locale

and the relative inexperience of the men.

Without that, the court would've convicted.

Oh, but there's more, still more--

One piece that binds the whole ugly package together.

It's true the detail preceded you into town,

but you followed soon after, didn't you?

To take part, to enjoy the killing!

-That's not so! -You mean you weren't there?

-I was there! I tried to stop it! -Stop it? How?

I ordered them to break off immediately and return to bivouac.

-Did they? -No.

They were like animals...

drunken, green, frightened troops.

They thought they were under attack.

But they weren't, General, were they?

No, they were not.

In fact, there were no Confederate soldiers in the area.

-No. -So then why were they firing?

I told you why.

You told us lies!

You ordered it! You planned it!

You rode hell for leather when you heard it had started

so that you could be there to enjoy it!

And your aide over there, he came screaming right in there with you!

-No! -Admit it, you swine!

You were seen firing! We saw you!

But not at civilians!

Not at civilians? But there was no enemy to oppose!

-I know. -Kill him! Kill him now!

Who were you firing at, if not civilians?

At soldiers...

at my own soldiers.

It was the only way. They wouldn't stop.

I had to fire at my own men.

Help! Somebody, help!

And I say you're a liar, Alderson! A dirty, filthy liar!

-Hear me out! -Lies! Lies!

I can prove it! Give me a chance to tell you the rest!

I didn't hate those people!

Do you know why I delayed outside Mayville? Do you?!

Boreau, Donnelly, after him!

You, get over there!

Tanner, get some rope. I want these two tied.

As for you, counselor, I hope you won't be as foolish as your brother.

I'm a very good shot.

All right, let's proceed.

Lucky thing I smelled smoke down there.

I suppose we should thank you.

It's not necessary. It's our fault you're here.

Let's check the other side of the house.

Mr. Barkley, your brother won't get far.

As soon as we catch him, we'll proceed with justice.

[footsteps approaching]

Don't reach for the guns, gentlemen,

unless you want me to prove a man can get just as dead shot as hung.

JARROD: Drop it, Macklin, and get over there.

Come on, Jarrod, untie me.

As soon as I get untied, Mr. Macklin, I'm gonna show you a little justice--

Barkley style!

Everything all right down there?

I thought I heard a gunshot outside.

Heath!

Stay where you are, lady!

Well, it might've been a pleasure, Mr. Barkley.

But as it is, I think we better get back to business.

The gun, please.

Give it to him, Heath.

Nick...

Do it!

Nick, he's gonna hang you!

Thank you. Thank you.

That was a very wise decision.

Mr. Curtis, you can take the ladies back up now.

I trust you're seeing to their comfort.

All right, let's go.

We didn't have any choice, Heath.

He jumped us from the roof, took us by surprise.

It was a nice try, Mr. Barkley,

but it's the last chance you're going to get.

Tanner, if they so much as scratch, you know what to do.

-It's time. -Listen to me...

Can't you even die like a man, or do we have to carry you?

I tell you, you're making a mistake!

Sure! Now, are you walking, or do we carry you?!

You don't know what you're doing!

Donnelly! Boreau! Take him!

No! I tell you, you don't know what you're doing!

No! No! No! No! No!

Wait! No, I tell you! No! No!

You can follow his example if you wish...

or walk out like a man.

Macklin, you go through with this, and you're a dead man.

I swear it.

Move!

You'll be able to watch, Barkley.

We're gonna hang your general first.

I tell you, I was on your side.

You're confused, General.

That was a blue uniform you did your killing in.

At the start of the war, I and hundreds like me,

officers in the federal army, offered our swords to the south!

Sure, and then you all went back to the Yankee army as spies, huh?

Not all, but some, and I was one of them!

Tell me, Yankee, the people you murdered that night in Mayville,

before they died, did they make up wild tales like this, too?

You're making a mistake! Believe me!

Believe what?!

If it was true, you would've told

the southern people you say you fought for

and cleared the stink off your name!

I couldn't!

I'm gonna do this myself!

The north won! I would've been shot for a spy!

Lyin' Yankee! Let's get this over with!

No, no, no! Wait a minute!

Macklin, you don't believe him, do you?!

-It's true! -What's true?

That a Confederate ordered the slaughter of one of his own towns?!

Don't you understand? I was a Confederate spy in the uniform of a Union general!

We're wasting time listening to these lies.

It's true, and the war was lost.

We realized that, but out of that defeat,

we could still have our victory!

We're talking about the murder of a town!

There can be no excuse for that!

There can be and there was!

Hang him!

No! I tell you, I was on your side!

I tell you, there was much more at stake than the lives of those people!

I gave... I gave the order for the slaughter at Mayville.

No!

But for a reason! A reason!

You couldn't have done that!

I was there! I was your aide! I would've known!

You couldn't have done it!

I gave the order to Colonel Brandt.

He was killed in the action.

I ordered that attack because I had to appear a dedicated Union General.

The slaughter at Mayville was to conceal the work I was doing for your side!

For our side!

Because even then, we were planning

the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.

I can prove that. March 16th-- No, 17th--

It was a tavern-- I forget the name-- Just outside Macon, Tennessee.

You can check it! You can check it!

I was with Booth when he plotted

the assassination of Abraham Lincoln!

My brother Jonas was with me! He can tell you!

Ask him! He'll tell you!

[crying] Ask him!

Is that what you wanted to hear?

Yes, that's it.

And I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

But it had to be this way.

These men are federal officers.

They were never gonna hang you, Alderson.

All we wanted was your confession.

We?

Yes, I was part of it.

I'm sorry, Nick.

You're sorry?

Believe me, Nick...

I know what you've been through.

But there was no other way.

I couldn't tell you.

A trick...

all this a trick!

Yes, an elaborate trick...

but it worked.

May heaven forgive me.

It worked.

Get the prisoner ready to return to Washington.

If you knew how many times I wanted to call the whole thing off,

despite the orders from Washington...

We understand, Jarrod.

That's the last time I'll come home two days early.

I don't know whether I should slap you or kiss you.

Well, I would prefer a kiss.

I'll bet you would!

[sighs]

It'll take Nick a little while, but he'll cool down.

Nick, maybe I haven't explained to you enough how really vital this all was.

Well, now maybe you can explain to my why you put the family through a night of--

Well, I don't know what you'd call it.

You were supposed to be away five days. I didn't know you and Heath would come back.

You were never intended to be involved.

Oh, forget me.

Forget me.

What about mother? Huh?

And Audra?

Those men were under strict orders

that if mother and Audra were in danger at any time,

they were to call the whole thing off.

The fire was an accident.

Oh, so that makes it all all right.

Maybe not.

But if the government approached you, Nick,

and said "Here's a man who's responsible for wiping out an innocent town,

"a man we know helped plan the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.

We know it, but can't prove it without your help."

If they came to you, Nick, and said that...

what would you do?

[chuckles]

Probably the same thing.

What's that smell?

Snake repellent.

-What? -Snake repellent.

Sally Anne's snake repellent.

She gave it to me for the drive.

She made a very big mistake, a big mistake.

The only snake I've seen in the past three days...

has been wearing my tie.

[both laugh]

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