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Is that old junk
worth dyin' over?

You shouldn't a'
come back here.

I needed the money.

You can reflect on the error
of your ways

all the way back
to Mexico.

Now sit.

I'm calling security.

When you gave that speech,
you saw me at the back.

So?

You sent men after me.

You didn't belong.

I think maybe
your family lied to you.

I told you to sit...

They lied
about your grandfather.

Eli McCullough was not
killed by a bear.

Ask me how I know.

You keep back.

You're not
gonna shoot me.

I am part
of your family.

My given name is
Ulises McCullough.

I said keep back!

My grandfather was
Pete McCullough.

My grandmother
was Maria Garc�a.

Now put down the gun.

Liar.

Wait here.

Mr. McCullough, this is not
a formal deposition.

There's nothing
but friendly faces in this room.

Please tell me
what you know

about Eli McCullough's
criminal history.

Well,
where do I start?

As far back
as you can remember.

I was nine years old
the first time

I saw my daddy
kill a man.

The Comanche Gringo.
Welcome.

Mr. Endicott.

You look good
for your age.

Clean living
and good whiskey.

I find those things
to be irreconcilable.

I read you were
a teetotaler.

Well, you've done
your research.

How do you like
the house?

It's a fine piece
of property.

I bought it
a couple of months ago

anticipating my move
into Texas.

But now that move has
gotten complicated...

Some of my employees
have disappeared

without a trace.

Buddy Monahan was your man
and he declared war on me.

He killed my cattle,
sabotaged my business

and splintered
my family.

What he did to my son Phineas

cannot be undone.

Well, I'm sorry to hear
about your boy.

Monahan crossed a line there.
I won't deny that.

He's a...

He was a wild man.

But to succeed in Texas

I am told
one needs a real Texan.

Well, now, not all Texans
are built the same way.

There are those of us
who take scalps...

and then
there's the other kind.

Never seen one of these
close up.

Huh.

Is this, uh, why you asked
for a meeting with me?

Am I supposed to feel
intimidated?

Where I come from,

a scalp taken in battle
holds great value.

Now, I know
you were told

that to succeed in Texas
you need a wild man.

Well, this scalp here
once belonged to such a man,

until the day
I took it from him.

I'm not just any Texan.

I'm its first born son.

My whole life
I've taken all comers.

This is not the first scalp
I've taken

and it will not
be the last.

So who do you
want to work with?

A man who offers more
than his biography.

Well, no one can offer you
my connections

or my clout
with the locals.

I assure you, Mr. Endicott,
I know the rules.

And what are the rules
exactly?

A man who slaughters
his opponents wins?

That is Texas.

Well, who am I
to ignore the local customs?

Leonard?

Would you take
Mr. McCullough

out to some remote corner
of this fine piece of property,

put a bullet in his head,
and bury him?

Yes sir.

I don't want to die
here this way,

but if that's the way
the wind is blowing,

I have prepared.

Just yesterday,
I updated my will.

Yes, well, perhaps
your beneficiaries

will be easier to deal with
than you were.

Oh, I doubt that.

I left the land,
the oil, the leases...

The whole
kit and caboodle

to the biggest oil tycoon
there is.

Bigger even than you.

Mr. Edward Doheny.

That's absurd.
Do you even know Doheny?

Well, of course not.

But the will is legal

and Mr. Doheny's not
the kind of man

to turn down an opportunity

when it comes knocking
at his door.

An opportunity
to humiliate and vex

his most hated rival

Roy Endicott.

You would disinherit
your own children

out of spite?

Well, I'm hoping
it won't come to that.

My father said that Pedro Garc�a
had oil on his land.

He didn't know about it.

And he said that
Judge Thaddeus Kilborne

was gonna make it look
like Mr. Garc�a

was behind
on his taxes.

I asked...

I'm sorry,
Mr. McCullough.

We must stop here.

Why?

The case is over.

What?

Mr. Endicott
pulled the funding.

You can't just do this.

Monahan gave her his word
that this would get done.

If Monahan were still here,
he'd a' done the same.

You know this ain't right.

How the hell
did he pull it off?

I had everything.

I had Standard Oil.

I had the best lawyers.

I had you.

You have to know
you did everything you could.

Stop.

Stop, Peter.

You're making it worse.
Don't be kind.

Why are you even here?

You should
be with them now.

What do you want?

I don't want anything
from you.

Bullshit.

You want to talk
about it?

Maria?

Everybody's out.

You and I need
to clear the air.

How'd you do it?

I handed the bigger man
what he wanted

and he let me keep
a little piece for myself.

That's what
you achieved, son.

You made me smaller.

What now?

We move on.

That's it?

That's it.

Daddy.

Why am I your favorite?

I never asked for it.

I don't want it.

Why?

You make me
a better man.

Get some rest.

I'll go make lunch.

So, these buffalo hunters

finally find a town
with a saloon.

They order the two biggest
plates on the menu.

And what arrives is

the most heavenly beef stew
they've ever eaten.

They ask the chef, they say,
"Chef, what's in it?"

And the chef says:

"You wanna know-a my secret?"

"I'ma tella you my secret."

Every time I cook,
in the pot,

"I putta few special drops
of oil from Italy."

Then the chef walks away,

and this man down the bar,
he leans in and he says,

"Italy's the name
of his horse."

I always love
that one.

Okay, enough of that.

I would like us
to raise a wrist...

Here.

- Hear, hear.
- All right.

A toast to
young Master Eli Stevenson

and his woman.

Well...

Oh, a little slower
on the next one, son.

I think that we would
like to hear

some tales of life
among the Co-manch.

Not much to tell.

We were both taken
from our families.

Kept as slaves.

Oh, it can't be
as simple as all that.

Well, old Chief Toshaway didn't
want to let the boy loose,

even when I offered him
three horses.

And I never heard tell
of a slave

they let carry a bow
and a long knife.

C'mon, give.

He took me in
as his son.

Oh, sounds like you made
quite a home for yourself.

Did you have a woman?

Did you get yourself
a piece of cherry red?

I had a wife.

A wife?

Hmm.

Was she wild?

I bet she was wild.

I'm not gonna talk
about her.

Well,
why the hell not?

Leave it alone.

I bet she was
full of sweet savagery.

Did you succumb, boy?

Did she fall upon you
tooth and claw?

Eli, stop.

Stop! Eli!

Sit down.

Oh!

I have hit a nerve.

Please, Eli.
Sit down.

So, tell me,
Master Stevenson.

You ever take
a white man's scalp?

'Course not.

Eli!

Don't you hurt him!

Don't you hurt him!

Eli!

Eli!

Get off!

Look what
I just found.

You walk into
any God-fearin' Texas town

carrying a fistful
of scalps,

those people
will kill ya.

One day,
you'll thank me for this.

Please!

Strip him.

What's this?

Mexican silver?

Give it back!

No.

You got too much brown
in you.

I'm gonna have to
cut that shit out.

Se�ora McCullough?

The Sheriff came by.

What'd he want?

He dropped this off
for you.

That'll be all, Rosa.

Let's go.

Yes, sir.

Uh, we sent a car out there
a little bit earlier.

I'll be
right outside, ma'am.

Thanks, Clay.

They get all the buckshot
out of that leg?

You know, you could have
hit an artery.

Lucky you, I didn't.

Sit.

Ulises. What were you thinking,
robbing me?

I have as much right
to that stuff as you do.

The Sheriff stopped
by my house

and dropped this off.

How'd you get this?

He give it to you
himself?

He gave it to his son,

Emiliano... my father.

Later, it came to me.

Did you know him?

I was very young
when he died.

But my father,
when he got to drinking,

he would tell me things
about Abuelo Pete.

Your father.

What kind of things?

He ran guns
for the Carrancistas.

What?

S�.

But he was more valuable
to them

for his contacts
back in the States.

He travelled back here.

He came back?

That's what I was told.

Like a spy.

Oh.

Maybe that's bullshit.

But he lived like a man
who had nothing to lose.

After the war
he settled down.

Became a proper ranchero.
Got married.

To Maria?

That's right.

They had two boys,
eight grandchildren.

They had a hacienda
on the Gulf.

They called him.

Sounds like
he was happy.

He was free.

You hungry?

Drop the knife.

I want the necklace.

I said drop the knife.

No.

Stupid...

Stay quiet.

You gonna run?

Oh, you don't
have a plan.

Stevenson,
you are one dumb bastard.

My name is McCullough.

And here's my plan.

Nobody's gonna
take anything from me.

Nobody's gonna
hold my face in the dirt.

I'm not
your savage to tame.

Shh. Shh.

You hungry?

You...

Move out of the way,
Pete.

Move!

Maria,
put the gun down.

I swear to God
I'll shoot you if I have to.

I'll shoot both of you
if I have to!

If you kill him you'll have to
look over your shoulder

the rest of your life.

It's not worth it.

You're defending him.

Still?

You're worse than he is.

Thank you.

Go get me some bandages
for this shoulder.

Go.

Maria.

Maria.
Maria, wait.

No!

Shh.

That was
the most boring sermon

in a long history
of boring sermons.

Don't blaspheme.

I'm gonna go change.
Gonna take out Poco Bueno.

Can I come?

As long as you, uh...
stay out my way.

All right.

Give me a minute.
I'll go out with you.

Granddaddy
makin' steak?

Oh, my God.

Stay here.

Finn!

Oh, no. No.

Grandpa?

Oh, Grandpa.

Oh, my God.

Come on.

No.

I thought he'd live forever.

Never in a million years

did I think
he would die that way.

No one did.

It was like time stopped.

Momma wanted
to call the Sheriff,

but my Uncle Phineas
wouldn't let her.

He kept stalling.

Finn?
He didn't die like this.

Yeah, He did.

No!

The old man was too big
for this.

Caught unaware,
shot in the back by a traitor.

No, ma'am.

We are the children
of a legend.

Legends do not bleed out
in the dirt

like a struck-down deer.

Well, what are you
suggesting?

We say he was strong.

We are strong.

I want everyone from
Percy Midkiff to Roy Endicott

to know that the McCullough
family stands unbeaten.

'Cause we are.

The worst and the weakest of us
have been purged.

Peter McCullough
is gone.

We will never
speak of him again.

He said...

From now on this family is together, undivided.
"From now on this family is together, undivided."

The next century
is ours."

Hmm.

The Colonel always used to say
if you're a good storyteller

they'll follow you into the fire
and thank you for the burns.

...explain where it happened.

We needed a good story.

The kinda story that people believe .
..heard someone stealing...

'cause they want to believe it.
No, no.

It shouldn't have
happened here.

We brought his body back
from somewhere far away...

From where?

He was the best goddamned hunter
in the whole state.

Maybe there was
an accident.

It was no accident.

He was sick.

Knew his days
were numbered...

wanted to die with honor.

Taking on the most dangerous
animal that he could find.

A bear.

We don't have bears
around here.

They have them
in the east.

In the great Piney Woods.

Eli McCullough.

Having defeated
his greatest foe.

The great machine
from the North.

He could find no more men
worth fighting.

That's really good.

He wanted to die fighting
the only living thing

as big as he was.

We can say it's something the Comanches used
to do. I told that story so many times...

He wanted to get back
to his roots.

No, he wanted to inspire us.
...it became real.

Oh, the details were
so clear.

It was like I was right there
when it happened,

watching him throw his gun
to the ground

and die
like a Comanche hero.

The truth is fragile.

It dies quiet,
dies easy.

I've never
told anyone this.

It's okay.

We're family.

Hmm.

How'd it go?

Well, he has his take
on all this, and I have mine.

He seems good-hearted,
though.

What'll happen to him?

Once he's healed enough
to travel,

we'll hand him over to INS
for deportation.

Mm.

Normally.

What do you mean,
normally?

I don't mean to pry,
Mrs. McCullough.

But it seems like

you've got a connection
to that young fella.

Now, I only say that
'cause if you want,

we can make all this
go away.

He'll walk out of here
a free man.

You are a sweetheart,
Clay.

But we have laws
for a reason.

And he will be better off
with his own people.

Just to be clear,
Clay,

this young man has
no connection to my family.

Uh, which young man
would that be?

I need me a Dr Pepper.

We could have
been free.

That wasn't freedom.

Eli, you can't kill
everyone who crosses you.

You can't run
every time you decide

you don't like
where you are.

Why not?

No. Really, why not?

Who's gonna stop me?

Come on.

I'm not going back
to the Comanches, Eli.

Me neither.

I need something...

I need something
different.

Go, go.

Everybody back!
Get back! Get back!

There it go!