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- Why aren't you working?

This is a business,

okay honey, this ain't no charity.

Room and board is not free.

Whatever struggle you have in your head right now

with what you do here,

that needs to get gone real quick like.

You're my best girl.

Now, go on upstairs.

And could you please look a little happier?

Go on.

Uh huh.

Y'all with Sheriff Dillard's people?

Couple under guys up there already

having their way with the girls.

- Do you recognize my voice?

- It's an interesting world we're living in where

one man can pick up a device

and speak to someone several miles away.

Progress is coming,

isn't it my friend?

- It's done.

- Good.

And that's the last of them?

- Only one remains.

- Oh yes,

the sheriff.

We are seeing to that problem.

- Good, contract's fulfilled then.

- We greatly appreciate the alliance we have had.

- I hope whoever you find

to replace us can be as efficient.

- Oh.

The terrors of the territory are retiring, I believe.

- Correct.

- Well, may you ever need a favor,

please do not hesitate to ask.

You have done more for us than you could possibly imagine.

And the cowboys never forget.

Consider yourself lucky sheriff.

Had I unleashed those two dogs on you,

there'd be nothing left

for your wife and daughter to recognize.

You understand what I'm saying?

Be thankful we're allowing you

to have a funeral for your family to attend.

- The cowboys fist.

- Father Callahan wants you outside.

A few more men came back from town.

They've been beaten quite badly.

One might need stitches to the head.

I'm not sure how much more of this

he expects us to entertain.

I do not see God's work here.

What is it?

- No, nothing.

- Kara,

what have I told you about this?

You might try reading something like this.

- I have, Beth, a thousand times.

- And has it not spoken to you?

- Of course it has.

- I know that this is not the ideal life

and it's not necessarily what you want,

but it is not without reward

and it keeps us from sin, right?

- Yes ma'am.

- Now,

let us see these miners put to bed

so that we may get some sleep ourselves.

Here's the bandage you asked for.

- Thank you.

But you'll need to check with me later.

- Right.

- Wrap it up and then

I'll see you a bit later.

- Right, thanks.

- Just fine.

We'll run out.

Get on with you. - Thanks.

- You're welcome.

You know,

after the war,

I thought I wouldn't be seeing much of this color anymore.

I believe the Miller Colfax Mining Company,

I'm betting they're hiring

new employees right now as the replacements.

- So what of all these men, father?

Surely we cannot keep taking care of them like we have been.

- Well I hear there's

will be a negotiation for fair wages and

it seems the right thing to do, you know.

- The company won't have it.

You know that.

- Oh, have a little faith, sister.

- Faith is all I bloody have these days.

- Well try not to lose it

for the both of us please.

Ah.

Oh, come on now.

The good Lord made me not without me faults, but

I blame him

for allowing man to make good whiskey bar.

Oh no.

It looks like

the negotiation is turning into a termination.

Step behind me.

Come on now.

- My name is Thomas Barkley

and I'm here with the Miller Colfax Mining Company.

You men are on company land,

which means you gotta get your shit outta here and vacate.

- Mr. Barkley,

might I ask

what agency you'd be working for now?

- I don't like repeating myself, but I will for you, father.

I've been sent by the mining company

to protect their interests.

- Which would be what?

I'm thinking, I'm hoping

that there'd be a peaceful solution to all this.

- Peaceful or not, I really don't give a good goddamn.

These men need to either go back to work

or I'll bring men in that will.

- But these men are members of the union.

They have a right

to fair treatment

and a right to fair wages.

- These bastards are lucky they got a goddamn job.

- You don't leave

enough for them to put food on their family's tables.

You and your kind

have been preying on them

ever since the mining company paid Pinkertons.

We both know that.

You've been skimming these poor boys' wages

and run rampant through the west.

'Tis a blasphemy.

- You know what I hate about the Catholic Church?

It never knows when to mind its own business.

- Get me to the tent.

- Kara.

- There's not much time.

Kara, look under the bed.

Get the bag.

But when you get some,

some place safe,

look in there.

Now you two have to get far away from here because

you're both witnesses to those events out there

and they're gonna come looking for you.

So,

so run,

run,

run like the devil's after you because he is.

On the bed.

The book.

Good book.

Open it.

Give it to me, Elizabeth.

Now help me up.

Up.

You two,

out the back with you.

- What about you?

- Don't worry about me.

I know a thing or two about firearms

before I was ordained a priest.

Now go.

Run.

Go, Beth.

- Goddammit, kill those bitches.

What's the problem, George?

You have a problem with killing?

- No I-- - Because if you do,

I'll find somebody who actually has a pair of balls

and they can do it.

- I got no problem boss, I'll do it.

- Then do it.

- We have to keep moving.

- Where are we going?

- I don't know, but we have to get someplace safe.

- We should look in the bag, Beth.

- We can't, not yet.

Once we're someplace not out in the open, we can look.

- Then know our faces.

They know who we are.

- That's why we have to keep moving.

- Well how will we know when we're safe?

- Have faith, Kara.

The Lord will tell us.

- What is it?

- It's a ranch.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Please, is anyone there?

We need help.

Kara?

What is it?

- There's someone.

- What is it, what did you see?

- I saw.

- Please sir,

we mean you no harm.

We came looking for help is all.

- What'd make you assume you'd find help here?

- Human nature sir.

Compassion.

- Compassion is an illusion for the ignorant

who think it'll provide safety in violent times.

- Sir,

man may dismiss compassion from his heart,

but God never will.

- Won't find God here.

And thievery is a quick way to a shallow grave, miss.

- Kara.

- We are not violent sir,

but violent times seemed to have discovered us

and I'm not a thief sir.

Only an admirer of poetry.

- Are you armed?

- No sir.

We would never take up a gun.

- Well that's stupid.

Angel here was preparing breakfast.

I suppose

you could join us if he doesn't mind.

- I don't mind at all.

- Thank you sir.

Thank you.

- I'll go the well and fetch some water and

you can clean yourself up.

There's a table inside, go ahead and have a seat.

Try not to steal anything else.

- Open it.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- Oh what did the letter say?

Does it explain the money?

- It does.

Yes, these are all of Father Callahan's

collections and earnings.

- Oh, why did he give them to you?

- To us.

He wanted us to have a good life.

That was his last request.

Quickly.

- Wash.

- Thank you.

- Breakfast.

- About time.

- Thank you.

- Eat.

You're not guaranteed a meal tomorrow.

- Which one are you gonna

tell the tale of how y'all ended up here.

- We are servants of St. Mary's

over in Ruby.

- Of course you are.

- We were under the guidance of Father Michael Callahan.

I'm not sure if you're aware, but

the minors have been striking over in Ruby.

- Not surprising.

Give a man a wage, he'll eventually ask for more.

- And what would the alternative be?

- Kara.

- Continue.

- Well we were tending to the workers.

They were being run out of Ruby.

Some of them had been beaten quite badly.

- They were working in unfair conditions too.

It was very dangerous.

- It's a dangerous life.

- And what was the company that refused the wage increase?

- Miller Colfax Mining Company.

They sent representatives to the camp.

They told the minors that if they refused to work

then they were trespassing on company land.

So the miners came to the church

looking for safety.

And then last night

the company men came to the church.

When Father Callahan posed questions,

they shot him

and then they proceeded to gun down

everyone else in the street.

We managed to escape.

We found ourselves here.

- Did they see you escape?

- No.

But our bodies will not be with the dead.

- Surely they are looking for us by now.

- Yes,

surely.

Witnesses to a massacre are never good for business.

Gunned down all the miners?

Doesn't sound like the company men came to negotiate.

- Sounds like muscle.

- Pardon?

- Pinkerton's hired thugs

that bust up unions for these people.

- How do you know so much about these things?

These men?

- You do not want to know the answer to that question.

- I did not catch your name sir.

- I did not give it.

- Who are you?

I'm Kara.

Kara Engels from San Francisco,

California.

- I'm familiar with San Francisco

and the state that it's in.

- Oh you've been?

- I was there once.

Breathtaking city.

Full of celestials as I recall.

It is a pleasure to meet you Kara from California.

What about you?

If I had to guess

you're from back east somewhere.

- Elizabeth.

- Well you can call me Michael.

That's Angel.

I'm sure you're both

very tired after last night,

sleep would do you well, so

two beds in here as you can see.

Angel and I have things outside to attend to, so

when you wake,

we'll discuss how best to

get you on your way.

- Mr. Angel, you are both very good men.

- Well ma'am, we're a lot of things but good we ain't.

- She looks just like her.

- Yeah, she does.

- We'll leave the horses here.

I don't wanna spook anyone in case they have information.

Everyone knows what needs to be done?

Let's make this quick.

- Angel, they're here.

- Think they're friendly?

- Friendlier than we are, I imagine.

- Afternoon gentlemen.

- Hello.

- My name is George Holmes.

I work for the Miller Colfax Mining Company.

We've been tracking two women since last night.

Appears their trail came through your property.

We're wondering if

you saw 'em come through.

- Can't say we've seen anybody.

We don't get many visitors out this way.

Say their trail led you here?

- That is correct sir.

- Hmm.

- All's you brought is the four of you?

- Yes.

- That's all?

- You both have the ability

to make a man mighty nervous, gentlemen.

- We seem to have that effect on people.

- Just the four of us you see here,

but men capable of a great deal, I assure you.

Might we take a look inside the house?

- The women.

- Pardon?

- The women.

Why y'all looking for 'em?

- Murder.

- I do hope it wasn't someone we know.

- Not likely.

He was a preacher back at Ruby.

- Beth?

What's going on?

- They're here.

- I'm gonna ask one more time gentlemen.

May we take a look inside?

- Absolutely.

We have nothing to hide from the likes of you.

- Is there anything you'd like to share with me

before I open this door?

- Yes.

I fucking hate Pinkertons.

- You should've brought five.

- What are we gonna do?

- We will pray.

The Lord will protect us like he has done here.

- The Lord?

The Lord did not kill those men out there.

We did.

And we took pleasure in it.

I told you before,

you won't find God here

and now thanks to the two of you,

me and my friend will most certainly

face more of those badges

that will most certainly come looking

for their dead friends.

And like most men,

won't take too kindly to us being the ones that killed them.

- You could have turned us over to them.

- You have a strange way of showing gratitude.

- My gratitude is given to God--

- Don't say it.

Your naivete is pathetic

and it'll get you killed in this world

if you never learn to take matters into your own hands.

- I do not agree with what you are saying sir.

- Why?

Because you live life according to blind faith.

Sheep to the slaughter.

- Mr. Michael,

I do live my life by a different set of beliefs and morals.

And I'm sorry if you do not agree with them.

All I want is for us to be safely removed

from this situation.

And while I might not be able to take up weapons

or orchestrate a series of violent acts,

the fact that it may be necessary for us

to survive this ordeal is not lost on me.

So I have a proposition for you.

I tell you this in the confidence

that we will not be harmed once information is given.

Do I have your word?

- You do.

- We have in our possession

a large sum of money

given to us to keep us safe and start a new life.

The two of you are capable in areas in which we are not.

So I would ask that we could hire you

both to take us to safety,

start a new life somewhere.

And if you do take this job, my only request

is that you leave us with enough capital

to start an honest life somewhere.

- That could have gone better.

- There'll be more coming.

- That's a fact.

Church ladies offered us a contract.

They got a lot of money in that bag

and they showed it to me.

They just want us to get 'em someplace away from this.

Just someplace safe.

I imagine they want to start up a church or something,

play the Lord's servants

and in another lifetime I'd said that was noble, but

they don't know these men.

- Yeah, they don't know us either.

- Well, what do you want to do?

- Those Pinkertons are like bloodhounds.

They ain't never gonna stop chasing those gals.

When they do find 'em, they're just gonna

shoot 'em in the back and roll 'em into a shallow grave.

Those poor gals ain't never gonna be safe

no matter where they go.

- Okay then.

- There gonna be watching those roads like hawks.

- Does that mean you'll take me up on my offer?

- Well sister, there's four dead Pinkertons

on the front porch and more gonna come

and we're going to have to kill 'em,

so we might as well get paid for it.

- Might I ask, sir,

who you both are?

Men of your skill and occupation do not go unnoticed,

at least I would think not.

- All you need to know is

we have the skill

and the tools

to see you to safety.

But we're not saints.

We're not God-fearing men.

So Bible thumping sermons will not be tolerated.

We understand each other?

- Yes.

- We will determine our pay when the job's over.

- Yes.

- And something else.

This is not going to be easy

and more people are going to die.

- A lot more.

So when the shooting starts,

you just do what we tell you to do.

- Do that and you might get outta this alive.

- So if the roads cannot be traveled, what do we do?

- We didn't say they couldn't be traveled.

Just gonna be a little more difficult is all.

We do have a few advantages.

They don't know where we're coming from.

They don't know where we're going.

And we're better at this than they are.

We have to be

because they're gonna have men all over this desert

looking for you two.

- Yeah.

We can assume they have the law in their pocket.

So they'll be looking for you also.

- Where will you take us?

- We're gonna make a stop at Finning.

There's a hotel there.

Used to be a safe place for us.

I'm not sure who owns it now.

- That is back in the direction of Ruby.

- It is.

- We cannot go back there.

- They'll never suspect you're in Ruby.

They'll think you're as far away from there as possible.

- And while we take a look around town

and gather information,

you'll be taking refuge in one place

those boys will never think to look.

- I'll get the horses ready.

- Turn the other two loose.

- Do you trust them Beth?

- They have not yet given us reason not to.

- I'm afraid they will.

I've read about them.

- About them?

- Men like them in dime novels.

They're outlaws,

gun slingers.

What kind of men know how to kill that well?

Only men that have done it before many times.

They had no remorse, no soul.

- It is not for us to judge the souls of men, Kara.

We leave that to God.

- I can hear you

and spread out like I told you to.

Whoa.

Angel.

- What do you see?

- Take cover.

- Bill.

- We're with the Miller Colfax Mining Company.

State your business.

- Mama.

Mama.

- Michael.

- Let's go.

- Sit wherever you like, gents.

Not in all my days

would I have ever thought

to see you two here again.

Angel.

Colin.

- He still looks the same.

Be still my heart.

By the light of the moon.

Your names once again twixt my teeth.

How long has it been?

- Seven years.

- And what's got you

showing your faces in public?

- Little job we're finishing up.

- Oh,

a job?

You don't say. - Mm hmm.

Yeah, that's right.

- Now

what can old Colin

do for a couple of old friends?

- Still got the place upstairs?

- Yeah, of course.

- I need to stash some cargo for the night.

- Uh huh.

And would this cargo

be of the breathing variety?

Right.

Okay.

What's mine is yours.

- Business looks a little slow.

What's paying the bills these days?

- Well a lot's changed since you've been gone.

Cowboys ain't running much around no more.

Got a lot of Pinkertons in town

due to the mining business over in Ruby.

I was doing some good coin

from those minors, I'll have you know.

- The Pinkertons, they got the law in their pocket?

- The law?

What law?

There ain't no law for miles around.

Oh, if the cowboys were still running,

I could be doing tons of nefarious activities,

I'll have you know.

- Cowboys was a brotherhood, Colin.

- Yeah, yeah.

Cowboys, brotherhood, right.

I meant no offense.

- What about the mining business?

- Got a lot of guns up there.

Big strike happened.

They called in the Pinkertons to settle 'em down

and guess it must have worked.

Next thing you know we got

Irish, Poles

and Turk.

They all arrived.

Almost like they knew what was going on.

Cheap labor, they say,

I don't believe it.

Any other news?

Right.

Yeah.

Big fellow.

He arrived from

New York, I believe.

- What do you mean big fellow?

- Well he works for the top, don't he?

Make sure the mine keeps producing.

Yeah.

Also, if you must,

a local preacher been killed.

Yeah.

Murdered

by a couple of church ladies

that used to work for him, they say.

- You don't say?

- Yeah.

Big fellow offering big reward.

Oh yeah.

Wants 'em dead for what they've done.

- Ain't looking for a trial?

- Like I said,

there's no law.

Now what's this cargo?

Eh?

- Couple of church ladies.

- Oh.

- Okay, Angel will see to the horses.

Come with me.

Our old friend Mr. Brixton still owns this place, so

you're safe for now.

- Is Mr. Angel coming?

- Soon.

He's

going to take care of the horses

and make sure they're ready to go in the morning

so we can get you outta here and

get you someplace safe,

someplace where

those men won't look for you anymore.

Colin said there're women's clothes, so

find something that fits.

And you should boil some water, maybe take a bath.

Could be a while before you get to take another one.

And you need to sleep

'cause we got some rough trail ahead of us after tonight.

- Mr. Michael.

- Just Michael, for Christ's sake.

- Michael,

where will you and Angel be this evening?

- Well, we're gonna put our ears to the ground.

We're gonna

try to find some information.

A lot of guns in the county right now is the word.

- Looking for us?

- It would appear that way, ma'am.

And speaking of guns,

if somebody shows up at this door

that shouldn't show up at this door,

you use it.

- I do not believe in those means, Michael.

- I'm not asking you.

Please.

- Why is this happening to us?

- You'll be all right.

Sometimes life tests us

in the most unimaginable ways.

The measure of our strength is in how we react.

So young lady, you be brave

and I promise you everything's gonna be all right.

- Why does he look at her like that?

- Because she reminds him of his daughter.

You look just like her.

It's truly uncanny.

Angel's wife and daughter were

brutally murdered

by men just like the men

that are after you,

men that believe they're above the law.

Nobody did anything about it.

So we found out who they were

and we planned our revenge very carefully.

And we executed that plan flawlessly.

And that's when we realized

we were good at it.

So we started doing it for a living.

So we became

barbaric ghosts.

Terror of the territories, they started calling us.

You have nothing to fear from Angel.

I've known him since childhood.

I even let him marry my sister.

- Give me a cigar, Colin.

- I almost forgotten what the sense of safety feels like.

We took it for granted I now feel.

- We will find safety in each other.

Sometimes a friend is enough in this life.

It's more valuable than any treasure.

- Yes, I suppose.

- Those newspapers and

dime store novels that you read,

what draws you to them?

- Adventure,

cities and people I don't know.

Most of them are about bank robberies,

criminals, outlaws.

To have a window into

that world was exciting.

I could experience it without

dangers at that particular lifestyle.

However, now we have found ourselves in it.

- Yes we have.

- These men that we are now connected with,

do you think them bad?

- I truly hope not.

I do know they are violent,

but I believe that God has shown us

another side of their nature.

- Things aren't always as they appear.

And now

we are going to wear whore's clothing.

- I don't think I can.

- Our clothes do not define us, Beth.

- They once did.

It was a long time ago.

One night a customer beat me so badly,

they threw me onto the street and left me for dead.

That was the night Father Callahan found me.

He nursed me back to health.

Showed me a better way.

He saved me from this life.

He saved you from this life too.

You were too young to understand, but

when your father died,

he owed gambling debts to the worst kind of men.

All of his holdings and possessions,

you among them,

were to be divided among his creditors.

Father Callahan learned of this plan.

So we took you,

we fled California

and we ended up here.

- Why are you just now telling me this?

- Hello?

I have clean towels.

Mr. Brixton said you all might be needing some.

Hi there.

I thought you might be wanting these.

Everyone comfortable?

Anyone need anything?

- I think we're fine for tonight, thank you.

- Oh,

okay.

Well don't hesitate to come on downstairs

if you need anything.

I promise y'all,

us whores don't bite it,

hard.

- We shall,

we shall let you know if we need anything.

Thank you.

- It's not her.

It's not her.

It's not her,

no matter how bad you want it to be.

They got a lot of money in that bag up there.

It's a new life.

It's a real ranch, good cattle,

go down to Old Mexico like we used to talk about.

They got a lot more guns than I thought they had.

Hell we're facing an army here.

I'll go up there right now, get that money

and we leave here tonight.

'Cause if we stay here till tomorrow morning

and try to take them with us,

you and I both know how that's going to end up.

Two choices.

Two outcomes.

What's best for us.

I'm not just talking to hear myself talk for Christ's sake.

Say something.

You wanna try to get them outta here

and probably get killed tomorrow?

Or do you want to go to Mexico

and live a little bit before we die?

Saving that girl ain't gonna bring Sarah back, Angel.

Tell me you know that.

- Do you remember

wasn't too long ago that

you and me lived by a code?

Yeah, it was all about the job

and once we accepted it,

there are no looking back.

We,

we saw it through no matter what the cost.

And I don't think it's very healthy of us

to go thinking that we did it for the money.

No sir.

We did it 'cause we enjoyed the hunt.

Now I'm gonna see this through

with or without you.

- Shit.

- Right, yeah!

All right.

- Woo.

- Mind if I sit?

I don't recognize your face.

Are you new in town?

- Passing through.

- Passing through?

Where are you headed?

- West maybe.

- Ah, West.

Truckee, maybe San Francisco?

- No place in particular.

- Why West?

- Change of scenery.

Where are you from?

- Where am I from?

Well, originally New York.

- Is that a fact?

- Yes it is.

- Well you must be one of them bowler hat wearing thugs

that's infested these parts lately.

- You know,

I may be wrong here,

but

this tone of hostility toward me.

Did I, did I do something to offend you?

- I believe you did.

- What?

- Who's your boss these days?

Old man Pinkerton's been gone a long time.

Hell, I heard you had a woman running the damn place.

- A man who knows the business of others

and the history of others.

- In a way, yes.

- You know,

it's real hard having a conversation with you friend

with this animosity aimed towards me.

- I know the feeling all too well.

- I think you're trying to get me involved here

in a public argument

with the hope that I may pull out my gun

and you pull your gun out

thinking that you'd be justified in shooting me dead.

Huh?

Well, if that is what you're thinking, my friend,

my men are gonna come in here,

and they're gonna shoot the living hell outta you

and throw your fucking body in the street.

And feed you to the pigs.

- Strength in numbers, eh boys?

- Is there any other way?

- In the game of guns,

only numbers I've ever worried about

is whether or not I had enough bullets

and whether or not I could pull the trigger fast enough.

Good evening, gentlemen.

- You got something you wanna say to me, old hound?

- If I want any words outta you,

I'll just cut 'em outta you.

- All right, let's get 'em outta here.

Get 'em out west to our friends.

They'll be safe.

Is that the plan?

- Oh, whoa, whoa.

Put the gun down lady.

Put the gun down.

Hmm.

I'll spare this one.

No?

Come on.

Huh?

Trust me.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Just hand it over.

Be a good girl.

That's it.

That's it.

Give it to me.

Everything's gonna be okay.

That's it.

Sorry it had to come to this.

It's just the way of the world.

Let's take them outside.

Barclay wants to hang this one.

We'll send the other one back to Ruby.

Mm.

We'll see that in examples made out of her there.

- You said you wouldn't hurt her.

- Oh.

You never heard the confessions of liars?

No.

Come on. - No.

No, please, please, please.

- Where's your friend at now?

- Come on.

Stop your fussing.

Get down there.

Come on.

Let's go.

- Beth!

- Come on.

Let's go.

Bring him out.

Cut it out.

Yeah.

- You're a dead man, Brixton.

You'll get to hell before I do, I swear.

- Mr. Barclay wanted this situation handled with care.

Never expected that this lot would have some help.

Now

where is your associate?

- Go to hell.

- Hell.

Stick them.

- Now do I need to ask again?

- You can ask who you blue in the face,

you Pinkerton shit sack.

- No.

No.

No, please.

- How about now sir?

Now you have anything to say with this dilemma facing you?

- Promise you'll see her to safety.

- I'm gonna see you both to safety.

- She is all that matters now,

at any cost.

- Mister,

I'm not one to beg.

- And I ain't gonna ask again.

- I do not know where he is.

I don't know.

- Somehow I just do not believe that.

- Promise me.

Promise me.

- Beth.

No,

oh my Beth.

No.

No.

No.

- Take her back to Ruby.

Barclay wants a confession for the preacher's death.

We'll take him back as well.

He'll be of some good use.

Oh,

get rid of this body.

Pigs will do just fine.

- Iris, Belle, darling.

Afternoon there Miles.

- Ah, Mr. Brixton.

What a pleasant surprise.

- I was hoping you had a few minutes to spare then, eh?

- Absolutely sir.

Quite the commotion earlier today, eh?

- Yes, so yes

it is quite a mess.

- Strange times we live in.

- Strange times Indeed.

Strange times indeed.

Now then,

how is your boy doing,

Charlie isn't it?

- Yes.

Good, sir.

Got a job in Gentry at the new post office, he did.

- Great news.

That's fantastic.

Good lad.

Fine young man.

Well give us your best.

Let's have it, Miles.

Let's have it.

- We'll all be okay.

- It's a sin to lie.

- I do not lie.

- Don't matter.

You'll meet your maker soon enough,

then you can confess to him.

- Took you long enough.

We need to make a call.

- Hello.

Boss, it's for you.

- Yeah, what is it?

- You know my voice.

- Truth be told, I thought I never hear it again.

Well, a lot has changed since you boys left town.

I'm a legitimate businessman now.

- Yeah, we know,

but some people need to die.

- Some people?

What have you boys gotten yourself into?

- Pinkertons.

Don't worry about it, it won't be any blood on your hands.

But when it's done, we'll be needing a favor.

- Well I always make good on my promises.

- You'll know when the time's right.

- Lord have mercy on whatever cocksucker

pissed them off.

- What the hell's all this dynamite for?

- It's for the mine.

- No, let me go.

Please!

Let me go.

Help!

- There's gonna be a hanging, pa.

- Stop fussin', or I'll shoot you right now.

Let's go.

Come on.

- Help!

- Get over here.

Come on.

- Help. - Right over.

- No.

Please.

- Get over here. - Hey.

Mr. Barkley.

Think this spectacle's necessary?

- Why don't you mind your own goddamn business.

- No rope?

You got,

what the, what the hell kind of a town is this?

You got a gallows without a rope?

Jesus Christ.

You are gonna sign a confession

to the murder of Father Callahan.

- Hey, this ain't right.

This ain't right at all.

- I told you to mind your own business.

- As far as I see it,

I'm still the law around here.

- Well I think you failed as the law around here.

You let those men strike.

You didn't do your job

and that's why I'm here doing it for you.

- You're just a thug hiding behind a piece of tin,

the lot of you.

You always have been.

- This woman

killed a priest

and she's gonna hang.

- You and I both know

this lady did not kill a priest.

You're sandbagging her 'cause she's seen something.

It's no secret.

So let's not pretend.

I might be old,

but I ain't blind or stupid.

- You're old,

you're blind

and you're stupid.

Now get outta my way.

Get me that rope.

- You killed them.

You killed them all.

- I didn't kill anybody. - You did.

And the devil will have his way with you.

- Sweetheart,

the devil has always had his way with me.

Gimme that rope.

- Boss.

- Come on sweetheart, let's get clear here now.

Come on.

Get down.

Son of a bitch.

- You have to help.

- Boys ain't that smart, are you?

I've heard of you both.

Some men believe you to be ghosts.

Well, you sure as hell ain't invisible, are you?

And you sure as hell can bleed.

Bad move, Marshall.

Oh.

- I told you if I wanted any words outta you,

I'd cut 'em outta you.

- All right.

This is what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna get on my horse.

I'm gonna take her with me

and you ain't gonna stop me.

- Be brave.

- You.

Son of a bitch.

- Marshall,

I heard there wasn't no law in this town.

- Ain't been much of a law man lately, pard.

- Didn't look that way to me.

At the Brixton Hotel,

there's a remains of a woman.

Her name was Elizabeth.

If you could see that she was buried next to that

preacher they all been talking about, I'd be obliged.

She would've wanted that.

- No.

No.

I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- What are you thanking me for?

- For allowing us to do one good thing in our life.

- We're here.

- Where are we?

- Place where you'll never

have to look behind you ever again,

a place we said we'd deliver you to.

You'll be safe here, Kara.

Here.

Now you go in there,

you ask for a man named Rome.

Tell him you're a friend of the ghost.

Go on now.

- Thank you, Michael.

- Robert, take her horse.

Go take her horse.

- You know my voice?

- I certainly do.

- Take good care of her, Rome.

- She's in good hands.

No one will touch her.

- Thank you.

- What can I get you?

A doctor?

Drink?

- No.

- Where are you gonna go?

- I'm going to hell, I reckon.

But maybe

I can find a cool spot there.