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[Coughing]

Please, Bob,

forget this job.

It's too dangerous.

Oh, Jeanie, look here.

My lucky charm.

Plus, he hasn't even come close to me since you gave me that.

...worry about you.

Don't go.

This is the last job, jeanie,

my last ride for the Daltons,

and I'm gonna take you away some place.

Maybe Brazil, some place in the sun.

Get you well again.

Just you and me. Whole new world.

[Man] Bob, we better get moving.

All right. I'll be right out there, Grant.

Jeanie? Jeanie?

Jeanie!

Howdy, folks. I'm the Old Ranger.

In a short 18 months,

the famous Dalton brothers

had stolen much of the thunder from such men

as the James boys and the youngers.

Now, October 4th, 1892,

the west was about to witness

one of the most violent gun battles.

When the Daltons rolled into Coffeyville, Kansas,

and gambled on...

Remember this spot, Bob?

A lot of speckles we hooked here when we were kids.

We ain't far from the house, Bob.

Won't don't we go see Ma?

You out of your mind?

You think the law don't know where your Ma lives?

They might be watching the place.

I ain't been home in months.

Well, so I'll sing you to sleep, tonight.

Shut up.

You wanna see ma, Emmett, you'll see her.

Well, that's too risky, Bob.

Go on, Emmett, Grat.

It's Thursday.

I bet Ma made ham hocks and Lima beans.

She always used to do that on Thursdays.

Yeah.

It's Ma!

She looks tired.

Well, come on. Let's go down.

No, wait.

Get back on your horse, real easy.

But Bob, you said we could--

we're gonna get out of here before she sees us.

Now, git.

Go on.

What's the trouble, Bob?

[Mutters]

How much you figure we'll get tomorrow, Doolin?

Well, condon bank ought to be good for about...

Forty thousand.

And the first national bank would be...

Let's say fifty or sixty.

One hundred thousand.

That sure is a nice hunk of candy money.

Candy?

Women.

Broadwell calls 'em candy.

It's all he thinks about. It's all he talks about.

May, I want my own setup.

My own boys.

I'm not stopping after this one.

I got plans.

Maybe you boys would like to throw in with me

after Coffeyville.

Could be.

Bob says this is the last one for him.

That right, Grat?

Your brother starting to run scared?

Why don't you ask Bob that?

...to his face.

Bob better have something to eat. Take him these.

Um, Grat says you ought to eat.

[Mutters]

I don't know why we couldn't have gone seen Ma, today.

We were right there.

Well, I was going to, Emmett.

I saw her down there.

Tired, old.

We made her that way, grat and me.

Now, you.

I sure would have liked to have seen Ma,

if only for just a few minutes, anyway.

Few minutes can do a lot of damage, Emmett.

You stirring it all up again will just worry her.

Ma said one time, bring me home dead, some day,

my boots still on.

Never forgot that.

Emmett,

if they ever get me,

don't you let them take me home like that.

I won't Bob. I promise.

I don't know why I ever let

grat talk me in to taking you in with us.

Least I could have left something for Ma.

Ma used to be so proud of you and Grat,

when you were deputies.

She used to shine your badges when you weren't looking.

I kind of figured on having myself a badge, some day.

Come on, boy.

[Bob] The Condon Bank is exactly 50 paces

from the First National Bank, here.

[Doolin] We've been all through this, before.

And we're gonna go through it, all again,

if that's all right with you.

We leave at dawn. Cover the 15 miles

into Coffeyville at a slow pace, like farmers going to market.

No fast riding,

just like farmers.

So we don't attract attention.

That is correct.

That's why we brought these old clothes.

Should get into town about 9:30,

just in time for the bank to open.

First important thing is the hitching post,

here in front of the Condon.

We'll have to tie up the horses, here.

Everything depends on getting away fast.

That hitching post is the answer.

This is the Marshall's office, here.

Marshall Charlie Connelly.

Connelly? The school teacher?

He used to keep me late after school all the time.

He's a good Marshall, a tough one.

Most of the people in Coffeyville know us.

You two be sure you keep those false beards on.

This job discovered, the whole town will mobilize.

Most important thing of all, don't let 'em hold up here.

Isham's hardware store.

That's your job, Doolin.

You'll be out in front here.

Don't let anybody get in that store.

Commands shots at both banks.

We'd be in real trouble if they took up a position in there.

Don't you worry.

I can keep 'em out of that hardware store.

Look, Doolin, Coffeyville's our hometown.

We know most those people there.

They're good people,

so don't you get gun-happy.

Those bank tellers try to give you silver, don't take it.

Only weigh us down. Gotta get out of that town fast.

In and out, five minutes.

After that, the town will be alive with guns.

We know those people. They got guts.

Lotta guts.

Grat, you and Emmett and Broadwell

go out of town, head North,

Doolin and Powers and I will go southwest.

Split up there posse.

Meet at the old hideout exactly two weeks from tonight.

Two banks at one time.

That's some fancy setup.

Dalton's are going out in style.

James Boys and the Youngers

are gonna look like melon pickers after this one.

Well, just remember the three most important things.

That hitching post, Isham's store,

and timing.

Five minutes and out.

Anybody gets hitched, you leave 'em.

That includes me.

Bob, I'm sorry about Jean.

We all liked her.

I don't wanna talk about it.

[Sighs]

Well, maybe we should talk about it.

This double bank job,

after what's happened, I think we should forget about it.

No, Grat.

We're gonna do this job.

What time is it?

Ten after eight.

Grat, how many times have I told you

to sit straight in that saddle?

Eh, that's an old habit.

Break it, we're not gonna stop to pick you up

if you get throwed when we tear outta town.

We've been doing that since we was kids.

I always told him about it.

You just manage to hang on to your own saddle, little Brother.

You got enough to worry about.

Shut up. Told you, we're farmers,

sodbusters going to market, now act like it.

You're leaning again, Grat.

All right, all right.

How many times have I told you--

Now what?

Caught a gopher hole.

Looks like he bowed a tendon.

Ugh, fine.

That's just fine.

Well, maybe he'll work it out

by the time we get to Coffeyville.

Everything depends on us getting out of that town fast.

We can't take any chance on anything that'll slow us down.

Well, what can I do about it?

Nothing.

You're out.

Maybe we better call it off, Bob.

With Doolin out, that'll leave the street wide open,

and if they ever get into Isham's store

we'll have to take that chance.

We'll see you, Doolin.

All right, let's go.

Out!

Hey, Bob.

The hitching post, it's gone.

Bob, we better not.

Let's move.

Follow me.

I wonder if that old grouch McKenna is still around.

Always run us off...

[Chickens clucking]

[Sheep bleats]

Get up.

Quick!

Now, get to it, chub.

Over there, Mr. Henderson. Move!

Grat. Grat Dalton.

All right, nobody gets hurt

unless they do something foolish.

Get it out. The big stuff.

You heard my brother. Git!

You're over there.

Get it open. Hurry.

I said, get it open.

[Stammering] I-- I can't.

It's got a time lock.

What?

It won't open till 9:45.

Three minutes to go.

Now, Bob said we had to get in and get out in five minutes.

Without the money?

He didn't say that.

We wait.

It's him.

The bank's being robbed! The bank's being robbed!

It's the Daltons. The bank's being robbed.

All right, hurry up with it.

Which bank?

Both of 'em.

Get your rifles, find cover.

Try to make it to isham's.

Get those women off the street!

Find cover,

or get to Isham's.

We can cover both banks from there.

All right, you, come with us.

They've holed up down at Isham's.

All right, out the back door.

[Gun shot]

[Gun shot]

Let's get out of here, Grat.

We still got a minute to go.

We'll be trapped here. Let's take what we can.

[Gunfire]

The alley. We gotta get to those horses.

We're gonna have to make a run for it.

You go across, and I'll cover you.

When you get over there, you cover for me.

[Gunfire]

You're-- you all right, Bob?

Yeah. Come on, move.

All right, git round.

Help him up, Grat.

[Groan] Help me.

Help me, Broadwell.

Go on. Go on. Leave me be, Emmet.

[Gun shot]

Hold your fire.

They're all down. All of them.

That's Bob Dolton over there.

He's dead.

There's Grat over there.

He's dead, too.

Emmet here.

[Groans]

Still alive. Thank god I didn't kill him.

I used to cut this boy's hair.

Somebody better go out and tell their Ma.

[Emmett] Bob...

Take off his boots.

Don't let Ma see him like that, please.

Better get him over to the Doc's.

They might have made it if they hadn't waited

those three minutes for that bank vault time lock to open.

That vault doesn't have a time lock.

It won't be installed till next week.

Mike, how'd you recognize him.

They were all wearing false beards.

The first thing I noticed was the horses.

I've figured them animals is to fine a horse flesh

for farmers to be riding.

Then I noticed the way one of the boys rolled in his saddle,

kind of set off to one side.

Nobody I ever know'd rode like that but Grat Dalton.

I remember telling him one time, he's gonna get himself hurt

riding like that.

The day of the Dalton's ended

in what became known as "death alley,"

and the west would never forget that violent October morning

in Coffeyville in 1892.

Now, Emmett Dalton came out

of the hospital five months later,

and he spent 15 years the Kansas state penitentiary.

After he was pardoned by Governor Hoch in 1907,

Emmett spent the rest of his life as a churchman,

and a respected citizen of his community.