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Sir, if you can, the lots have been drawn.

And according to the law, you've been chosen.

Abraham. You will do the angel's vengeance.

I give you the weapon.

Hasn't there been enough killing?

We did not start this. It is written that we should love our enemies.

Your father gave us the law, but he told us to use it well. Which I am doing.

You speak of my father.

The law is his.

It was handed to me for my son.

How do I give it into his hands?

Answer me, old man.

How do I give a dead boy the law?

The man who killed my son is still alive.

The angel's vengeance will cut him down into the dirt that is him.

The vengeance will be mine.

The man you seek was last known to be in the town of Copper City.

You are to find him.

Follow him.

Sarah Buchanan, I do not expect to see you until you carry the blood of Josh

Randall on your hands.

Bang!

You missed?

No, I didn't. Got you right in the heart.

Bang! Right between the eyes.

I guess you did all right.

Howdy. Afternoon. What can I do for you?

Okay.

You're new in town, aren't you?

Uh -huh.

Figured to stay long?

No longer than I have to.

Well, you might just look around.

Anything you want, that's the place for it.

Good grazing land, dirt will grow anything.

You might just look around.

Listen, I'm kind of in a hurry, you know.

Listen, mister, I know you're in there.

I don't know why you're shooting at me, but I think you got the wrong man.

I'm not going to go stick my head inside that barn door to find out either.

But I'm going to be out here waiting for you when you come out.

So when you come out, you keep that rifle over your head, you hear me?

All right, get up.

Come on, now. Get on your feet.

All right, now, who are you? What are you trying to shoot me for?

Pretty fancy weapon you got here.

Any more shields for this thing?

Mr. Randall.

How come you know my name?

Maybe it would be easier if... if you did away with me now.

I'd rather not wait.

Wait for what?

Kill me, Mr. Randall. Please, no.

Boy, you're really something.

First you tried to shoot me.

Now you want me to shoot you.

Oh, what is it? You just like the noise or something?

I'd like to try and help you out if I knew what you wanted.

But I don't.

My name is Sarah Buchanan.

I'm an angel.

Yeah?

I figured they'd be carrying guns.

Now, you want to tell me about this?

In Copper City, Mr. Randall, a man by the name of Virgil Saxon was murdered.

Does that make it any clearer?

Yeah.

Now, you listen to me.

When a man pulls a .44 on me and he's pointed at me, ready to blow big holes

through me, I'm not going to stand and argue with him.

That was either me or him.

Lady, I shot him dead.

Is that true?

Well, I said it was.

There were witnesses in town if you want to talk to them, and it was legal

hearing.

Well, it doesn't make any difference, really.

Virgil was Abraham's son.

Who's Abraham?

Abraham's the leader of the angels.

He called all the young people together, and I was the one who was picked.

You see, that's the law of the valley.

If harm is done to one angel, another is picked to administer justice.

And if he fails, then another, until justice is done.

Yeah.

I suppose you run on back and tell those people they done picked the wrong

fella. Huh?

The only way I can set foot in the valley is if you're dead.

I'll tell you what, supposing you and I take a ride out to this valley and talk

to this man Abraham.

He'll kill the both of us.

Well, let's hope not.

He thinks he's got his heart set on tracking me down. I'll just go out there

save him the trouble. I got a few things I got to pick up in town.

We'll go out and take a look at this valley of the angels.

He'd ride horses a lot.

But on a trail eight hours, you don't even look tired.

No.

You really plan on using this thing on me?

I don't know.

I don't know.

There it is.

The Valley of the Angels.

Josh, if you go down there, you'll never come out.

I know Abraham. He wants you dead. And he won't rest until you are.

Now, look, let's understand each other, lady.

I don't like anybody hunting me down.

As soon as it's dark, we're going to go down there.

We're going to talk to that man.

All right.

But, Josh, do this for me.

See Mr. Rankin first. Talk to him.

He's a good man. He was a friend of Nehemiah, Abraham's father.

They founded this valley together years ago.

He has no authority now, but perhaps he can help us.

Sarah. Mr. Rankin, this is Josh Randall.

doing here?

I told him what would happen, but he insisted on coming.

Mr. Rankin, Josh didn't murder Virgil.

Tell him, Josh.

That's exactly what happened. I rode out here with her because I want to get

this thing cleared up.

It was a mistake, Mr. Rendell.

A well -intentioned one, but nonetheless a mistake.

Tell me something.

Does it make sense to you, me riding out here to talk to this man? Oh, yes.

However, the logic of the world doesn't seem to apply anymore in the Valley of

the Angels.

What if you told him of a child?

I told him what I could.

We are a strange people, Mr. Randall.

In the beginning, it was not always so.

We were ordinary, except that we wanted to worship in our own way.

We had a little colony in the Eastern Mountains many years ago.

But outsiders came to the colony, told us that our customs were wrong,

that our law was wrong.

And when we would not change our custom or our law, they rose up against us.

Our leader, Nehemiah Saxon, could have used force,

but it was not his way.

He decided to go where we could live in peace.

After searching the land, he found this place and called it the Valley of the

Angels.

Still, people would not let us live in peace.

As our towns grew, marauders came to rob from us, to

cheat us, sometimes to murder us.

Nehemiah was forced to make the law.

When Nehemiah died, his son Abraham made many changes.

He used the angel's vengeance for his personal vendettas.

He excluded no one. Women, children, old people.

Gave him great power.

Well, uh, why didn't somebody hear you something about this man?

Because no one dares go against Abraham.

You've been delivered, Mr.

Randall.

Take him to the meeting house.

Notify the other.

Sarah Buchanan, come forward.

You were sent to serve the angel's vengeance.

Have you accomplished your mission?

The slayer of my son lives?

Answer, sir.

He lives.

Why?

Who is this man?

It was such a weapon that finished my boy.

I killed your son, sir.

You admit you murdered Virgil. I didn't think it was murder.

The boy was drunk.

He wanted to prove he was faster than I was. We had a few words.

He drew on me.

You lie.

My boy never touched alcohol.

Like I said, the boy was drunk.

If he shot at you like you say he did, you'd be dead. He was almighty fast with

weapons.

I taught him. While you were teaching him about guns, you might have taught

there might be somebody else a little faster.

If he hadn't have drawn the way he did, I wouldn't have had to kill him.

Now, if you don't believe me, there was a court hearing in a town full of

witnesses.

Outsiders, do you think I believe them anymore than I believe you?

Abraham. In heaven's name, give the boy a chance.

If he claims proof, at least we should investigate him.

You're forgetting yourself, old man.

I'm the leader of the Angels, not you.

My word is law in this valley.

You failed in your mission, girl.

The penalty for failure is death.

But to prove that I'm a just and a merciful man, I'll give you a chance to

redeem yourself.

Abraham, what are you saying? You want to redeem yourself, don't you?

Kill him.

You hear what I'm saying, girl?

I hear.

Then do as I say.

Use it.

Now let's get our vengeance against this murderer.

Stop this farce, Abraham.

It's gone far enough.

You still your tongue, old man.

You've stood in the way of the law already.

No.

We all know about Virgil.

The kind of man he was.

And there's not one of us who doesn't think the punishment given to him was

just... Sorry if you can't.

I've given the law.

Kill him.

You.

Kill him.

I'm your leader.

Can you expect them to obey you anymore, Saxon?

You sent a girl out to kill because she wouldn't have anything to do with your

son.

Now you ask decent people to commit murder.

Well, if there is no one with courage to see justice done,

I'll see to it myself.

Forgive me.

I, uh... I forget what you did for me.

No, it was wrong, Mr. Randall.

No man can decide another man's destiny.

Well, Abraham almost decided mine.

Don't hate him.

He'd forgotten the past.

even as I did in that moment.

It's easy to forget.

Virgil's death blinded his soul.

Mr. Rankin, I don't know a lot about these matters, but I do know one thing.

you hadn't have done what you did, you would have killed me.

I'm much obliged to you.

Goodbye, sir.

We'll miss you.

Maybe not.

I know my way back.