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Outstanding, Miller.

You got the frame up on my saloon.

Glad you like it, Mr. Earp.

The whole place is coming along pretty good.

Anything I can do to help speed things up?

A few more hands would be nice.

I can stop by the mining camp up in the mountain if you don't mind some Mexican

and Chinese men working.

I don't mind at all as long as they're willing to work.

I'll take the trip tomorrow.

Oh, by the way, Judge stopped by to see you.

He brought someone with him. He'll be over at the mercantile building. Good.

Very good.

I'm going to go talk to him for a minute.

Hey, is that a real judge up there?

Oh, what? I just come up here to see how yous are doing.

What do you think so far?

Well, it looks like something.

Good to see you, Judge. You too, Wyatt.

Who's this fellow?

This is my nephew, Edmund.

Pleased to meet you, Edmund.

Likewise, Mr. Earp.

Wyatt, can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Well, I've been keeping tabs on you, and you were way down in San Diego, and you

were doing good.

Now what brings you all the way up here?

Living the dream, Judge.

Okay, Wyatt.

Look, San Diego is a way for me to pay for what I really wanted to do.

Own your own saloon. I get it.

Judge, I'm going to own my own town.

It's almost here.

Wyatt, that sounds like a lot of work.

Oh, come on now. You were in Tombstone.

What do you think it was that held me and my brothers back?

Um... Cowboys?

There's always going to be a bad element around.

We expect that.

What held us back was politics.

Answering to the city government, the county government, and all that

I truly do understand.

Here, I thought that's what you wanted.

Why'd everybody come to the big town thinking the money's going to be easy

quick?

Most of them get lost into liquor and women.

And some lose their minds in the opium dens.

And that's why I want you to be my justice and peace for my town.

You've got all that experience.

I do have that.

Eben, what do you do?

Well, I was a bank teller back in San Francisco.

So you're good at counting money.

Yes, sir, I can do that.

So tell me, Eben, have you ever had somebody come in, put a gun in your

and demand all the money?

Yeah, once or twice I have.

And what did you do?

I gave them the money.

Smart move, isn't it?

We're going to have a lot of money around here for you to keep in order.

Wyatt, the reason I came up here was to see when you want us for good.

Well, the plan is to finish this saloon, then finish up the hotel.

Should take about maybe another two more months.

Wyatt, I'll be back up here in six weeks, and I'll check on you.

And then...

I'll be your justice of the peace.

Hey Miller, you knew that girl?

Can't say that I do.

Hey there.

What are you doing out here all by yourself?

Waiting.

Waiting on who?

My ma and pa.

They're on the train.

There ain't no train that runs through here.

At least not yet.

Of course there is.

Hey, if you say so.

What's your name?

Martha.

What are you doing, Quentin?

When I was a little boy, I had a sister named Martha.

Bye -bye, Martha.

Hey, Wyatt.

What do you need?

You know, we could use another shipment of lumber.

I can check on that tomorrow when I go up to the camp.

That'd be fine.

Where'd that girl go?

Scare her off?

Yes, sir.

Now, once this town is complete, you are going to take me on the sheriff,

correct? Absolutely.

You ought to have a good sheriff, an experienced justice of the peace, and an

honest banker.

It's all coming together, Billy.

What the hell was that?

I can't tell you.

They think there's a rail line around here.

There is a timber carrier.

It's about 10 miles from here.

We need to find out what this is about.

Well, you know, with the railway coming through here, that could be a good

thing, seeing how we're trying to build a town, huh?

Maybe. Maybe not.

They could be troublemakers.

They could be trying to tap into something they ain't there to tap into.

You know this fella?

I'm guessing you from that black train.

You guessed right.

You got a name?

I'm Emmett Black.

Is that supposed to mean something to me?

Well, if you've ever seen a storm come out of nowhere in the middle of the

day... Sure.

Then you know me.

You ever heard of the black train?

I've seen a lot of trains. Most of them actually are black.

Who are you looking for?

Your name Miller?

It is.

The same Miller that used to be Marshall and Bakersfield?

The same.

You got a warrant?

Hold on right there.

He asked you about a warrant.

We don't need such things.

You get off my property.

Now, you're a sight to sore eyes.

Sure is good to see you. Likewise, Judge Parker.

Come on in and have a seat. How you been doing? Well, doing mighty fine, Judge

Parker. Thank you. Mighty fine.

Uh, that telegram you sent me, there was something you mentioned about extra

discussion we needed to have.

Yes, sir, Judge Parker. I received a very unexpected communication all the

from California.

California?

Who from?

Would you believe Wyatt Earp?

Wyatt? Barry Stapp Earp.

I do believe, unless there's other fellas out there calling themselves

Earp.

Considering the people that Wyatt Earp runs with, you never can tell.

Hmm. So Mr. Earp's fishing.

Um, so what's he want?

Something about a special assignment.

Very big pay.

Special assignment.

Hmm. I'll bet so. I bet it's a special assignment.

So special they couldn't get anybody in California to do it.

You may be right, Mr. Parker.

But I also believe I've got a spot of vacation coming up. Yeah, you've got a

of vacation time saved up. I don't know how you do it. You round up these

dangerous individuals and never fire a shot.

Well, most people on the reservation, they have a different way of seeing

things. They're not so much in a hurry to be dead.

Well, that's a potential assignment with Wyatt Earp. Now, suppose you get all

the way out there and y 'all can't work things out.

Well, he says he'll cover expenses, regardless.

Well, that sounds like a fair shake, but... Now, if you do make the trip, you

think you'll be going through Colorado?

I am planning on it.

Didn't you tell me that when you tried to serve those warrants on the Salinas

brothers that they hightailed it to Colorado?

Yes, sir, I did.

I was told they were in the mountains right past Denver.

Might you consider wrapping that case up when you're out there?

That would be a good idea, Judge.

Mr. Whitfield, I'm going to say, when I found out that you and Mason were going

to be the ones working on this assignment, I was quite pleased.

Thank you, Mr. Rowe.

I don't believe you were working with the Pinkertons last time we met.

That is correct, Mr. Earp.

When Mason heard that the agency hired its first female detective, he

telegraphed me immediately.

I believe it took Mr. Pinkerton less than an hour to reach his decision, once

they received my question.

Makes sense.

Margaret is the best investigative reporter I've ever worked with.

When I worked with you before, Mr. Earp, I was employed by the Philadelphia

Enquirer.

So, Mr. Earp, what is the exact nature of this sign?

Well, what about the black train?

Yes, sir.

Now, I've seen a great many trains in my travels.

And the majority of those trains look black.

I don't want to come across as some crackpot believing in old campfire

Until I sell it myself.

I believe I can follow your thoughts on that, Mr. Herb.

Every frontier on the border of unknown territory begins to develop its own

mythology.

Right. And it wasn't until I thought what I thought that I became concerned.

What exactly did you see, Mr. Herb?

I was in the middle of the town I'm having built, talking to my construction

foreman. We heard a train whistle close by, which was strange, because the

nearest train line is ten miles away.

I walked up the hill, and there it was.

So you saw this black train?

Correct.

And there was a gunfight.

Was anyone hurt?

My foreman took a bad hit.

I fired at the intruder.

I looked behind the table, and I laid on the seat.

And the foreman?

Well, when the smoke cleared, he was gone.

In what way was he gone?

Gone as in, I was the only one left on the street.

Mr. Earp, did you happen to be drinking that day?

No.

Yeah, yeah.

You two probably think I lost my mind way up here in the middle of nowhere.

From what I've heard, Mr. Earp, this life train is some newer version of the

story of the journey of the newly departed.

The Greeks had their ferryman across the River Styx.

The Bible has Elijah in the sky with his chariot of fire.

In the west, there's a black train that transports the soul to heaven or hell.

What would you like the Pinker Days to do for you on this night?

I will be your beautiful proof this train exists and we're stationed if at

possible. If it's possible, we will find it. Shall we interview the crew as

well? That would be a great idea.

All right, Mason. I can take the western flank of the Rockies if you'll cover

the eastern end.

What's your thinking on this, Mason?

I think you probably had way too much fire water and passed out in the middle

your town.

Please note, I didn't say probable.

As such, I will personally contact the tribes on the eastern range.

You mean any of them?

Yeah.

They know the legends of these lands from a much farther back than you do.

And they may have knowledge that will help us.

Well, Cherie, I want to thank you for coming all the way up here.

I hope it wasn't too much of a chore.

Not at all. I like exploring.

I'm glad you want to know why I sent for you.

Well, your telegram was kind of vague.

Something about a special assignment.

Sure. I'd like to tell you, it's an honor to have you here.

Come now, you marshaled over 1 ,000 felony arrests?

That number is correct, isn't it? Well, that number's just the past 2 ,000.

I reckon I'll be retired when I make 3 ,000.

How on earth?

You must have never played.

I'm pretty good at what I do.

It seems so.

I was a lawman once.

Of course, my career was nowhere near as extraordinary as yours.

How long have you been a lawman?

I've been a deputy U .S. Marshal with the West District of Arkansas since

I took my first law job a year before that in Wichita.

Wichita can be a rough town.

Yeah, I did. It was rough.

Man, one thing I remember about those old days, it wasn't a good -paying job.

Mr. Earp, was there another reason you sent for me besides my arrest totals?

I was also told that you were a good detective.

I can understand why you give someone that impression.

Hmm. So what exactly is this assignment?

My construction foreman promised a job as sheriff once my family opened up.

All right, then.

Train business.

Was there some kind of falling out between you two?

No.

Well, why'd he leave?

His name's Miller. He was thinking about a train.

This was a prison train, maybe?

Mr. Reed, there's a hill near my town.

The other side of that hill is where this train appeared.

I mean, these are details and all, but... There's a track there.

You almost had me there for a minute, Mr. Earth.

So, this black train shows up and leaves with your man, Miller.

That is what I thought.

Something tells me there's more to this story.

Correct. It was a gunfight.

Between who?

A tall guy with a black Duster. He came into town and started shooting me and

Miller. So Miller was shot?

I don't know.

I took cover.

There was a lot of shooting.

I went to sleep clear.

Miller was gone.

And what about the man with the black Duster?

He was gone too, along the train.

Just like that?

Just like that.

Mr. Earp.

I sincerely hope you didn't bring me all this way to tell me about some ghost

story. Ooh, phantom train coming to take your soul away.

I'll give you $1 ,000 cash advance.

All right, I'm listening.

The assignment is to find this black train.

Tell me how to find it.

To do that, I'll give you another $1 ,000.

In all total, that's more than what I make in a year.

I imagine.

What if I don't find it?

You still get your advance.

I don't want you to waste that kind of money, Mr. Eric.

I must be like a wheelbarrow. Do we have a deal?

I reckon we do.

I'm Nadie.

Blackfoot.

Mason. Aztec.

Aztec. That's a first for me.

Have a seat.

Can't help notice that Pinkerton badge.

You working for them?

I do.

Things are moving forward a bit, aren't they?

Slowly but surely, they are.

Pleased to meet you, but seeing you makes me think of trouble.

Are you hunting someone?

Some thing, actually.

And that is?

A black train.

A black train?

Does this train belong to a railroad company?

I don't think so.

The engineer is also the owner, I believe.

What makes you think...

I would know something about this train.

Well, I know the women in the tribe usually know everything that's going on.

A lot of people are afraid of this train.

They say it takes people away.

Years ago, a terrible fever swept through our tribe.

From the settlers, I imagine?

So many people were lost.

We were told that they left on the black train.

Which way was it going?

Towards the high mountains.

Didn't make any sense.

The tracks ended only a few miles up.

The train, with a load of sick people, headed up into the mountains.

No, Mason.

These people already died.

Okay.

Spirit story, then.

Ten of our men rode after the train to find out what happened to our people.

Only one came back.

Did he tell you what happened?

Something very strange happened in those mountains.

That man came back talking nonsense about giant locomotives and mountains

moved.

Did his party catch up with the black train?

They did.

A little town way up in the cold.

The engineer called it Dungeon.

That man that came back, did he still live around here? Would I be able to

with him?

He was never right in the head after that.

He died a couple of years ago.

That is a shame.

He did give us directions on how to find that place.

A map of sorts.

Has anybody tried?

No.

Not from our tribe.

We lost too many people, Mason.

I understand.

If it wouldn't be too much trouble, would I be able to see this map?

You can.

But only if I can give you a strong warning.

A warning that I pray that you will heed.

For your safety and your sanity.

Okay.

It is not wise to sneak up on people out here.

I have a rifle, and if you cause trouble, I will hit you in the head.

Sounds like it might hurt.

That would be the intention.

Who are you?

I call myself Preacher Man.

Your occupation is not your name.

Ma 'am, I know these parts pretty well.

I might be able to help you find what you're looking for.

I'm looking for a train.

Specifically, the black train.

I'm going to guess you're not just looking for a ride.

What you are looking for is the vessel of fear and misery that roams these

parts. So you have heard of it?

Well, anybody who's sat around a campfire with folks has heard of it.

There it is.

I suppose you think you're clever.

I never quite figured that out.

I see by your badge, you're a detective.

Yes, I am employed by the largest detective agency in California. I am

with the Pinkertons.

This is kind of an odd case for them, isn't it?

With sufficient remuneration, the Pinkertons will take on any case.

Sounds like a bounty hunter.

Somewhat, but we don't have to bring them in dead.

So how many times have you seen this train?

Come on, now. Who am I talking to here?

Margaret Witchfield, lady detective.

Well, congratulations and all that.

You mean how many times with my own eyes?

Yes.

Hundreds.

Who runs it?

Man's name, Emmett Black.

He's the engineer, and he's always with it.

And who does Emmett Black report to?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Can't get into all that.

What I will do for you is recount for you every single time

I've seen the black train. That I can remember, if you've got the time.

I am here.

So, uh, what little nugget of wisdom can we give you?

You two are both engineers.

Yeah, bruh's new riding the rails, yeah.

The Pinkerton Detective Agency has been hired to find the black train.

Those looks, I guess you know what I'm talking about.

It, uh, it ain't nothing we talk about.

Ghost stories and all.

So you believe the train is haunted?

We don't think much about it at all.

But both of you have seen it.

Oh, yeah, yeah, we've seen it. Mostly at night, around switch yards, that type

of thing.

It's going one way, going another.

Can you give me any details?

Not too many. It's always running dark.

Meaning? Meaning it's always running without its lights.

The only reason we see it is because...

Our headlines was outlining it.

Did you ever see the train in the day?

I saw it once early morning.

I still have nightmares about that.

Why would you have nightmares?

Well, that locomotive was... It was a mountain.

A kitchen mountain.

Bigger than your locomotive?

Why don't you tell her what you were doing about the time... you seen the

locomotive?

Well, it may have been about that time that I was partaking in a good amount of

peyote. I see.

So do you know where this black trade is stationed?

Well, yeah.

Way up in the mountains.

Played a gold dungeon.

Would you be able to take me there?

Nobody goes there. You ain't got no business going there yourself.

Can you at least tell me where it is?

I suppose, but there ain't no rail lines that run through it.

Then how do they station the black train there?

Don't know, but it's there anyways.

Miss Whitfield, you sent me a telegram.

Yes. What did you find?

I searched the western edge of the rock. On several occasions, I saw a black

locomotive hauling a handful of yellow passenger cars.

These were on train lines that the map described as out of view.

Did you ever see a station?

Once, in a very remote location.

It was most peculiar.

I never saw it loading water, and there were only two men.

Did you talk to them?

Yes. They were not affiliated with any known railroad company.

And they said they were looking for him.

Hmm. They don't know who they're looking for.

Weren't there trains?

The engineer called himself Emmett Black.

All he would say was that it was his train and his route.

But I did discover another man who claimed to know Mr. Black for a very

time.

What was his name?

He would not stay.

He calls himself a preacher man.

But I am not sure of what religion.

Oh, yeah. Those who have been out there a while, they all know him.

We're trying to track down a train this week, too. You came very close.

I came closer than you think.

I also tracked down two old railroads.

Yeah, you have, don't you?

Mr. Orff, I do endeavor to locate people who've been or I have not.

I bet those boys have.

Oh, they did.

And the name of the town where this train is stationed.

It's called Dungeon.

Apparently spelled D -U -N -J -U -N.

Not a very hospitable name for a town.

Mason, I know the name of that town peaked your interest.

You know where it is?

I couldn't put you right on the mile, but pretty close.

Those engineers only had a general location.

Think you can find it?

After hearing that name?

Yes, I can.

But, uh, but what?

Natives have a different view of the world than most white folks.

We have holy places.

We have places where you live.

And we have places of death.

Let me guess.

Dungeon is square in the middle of that place.

So you have been there.

My people have.

What have they done?

That was a long time ago.

They explored.

A lot of them died.

They never went back.

So you wouldn't go there?

No, sir.

I don't think I would.

Would I be seeing this with you?

Yes, I would.

But I would prefer to not go along.

I'll provide whatever security you think is necessary.

Mr. Earp, I wish you would have told me the Pinkertons were on this case too.

I figured you might have a different approach than the Pinkertons.

Did they find the train?

They found the exact location of the train.

Nick says ride in there and put your eyeballs on it.

I guess you won't be needing me then.

One of the Pinkertons is a native. He refused to go anywhere near the

Guess this old ghost story scared them off.

The other Pinkerton detective is a woman.

She's strong -minded and strong -willed, but she refused to ride in alone.

Send her on the rails, then.

There's no access.

I need you to ride with her for security.

Get her back safe, and I'll give you the other $1 ,000.

I'll do it.

Martin, I honestly don't know what you're getting into.

I don't see how you would, having never been there.

There's something else.

You see, the day the train took Miller, I saw something else.

Something I can't get out of my head.

What was that?

I saw a little girl sitting on the bench.

I told her she needed to run along. She hoped not to be out there by herself.

So she left.

What's so unusual about that?

Mark, she was my sister.

Your sister?

She's been dead for years, decades.

Are you sure?

Once you get to where this train is stationed in the Rockies, then you're

convinced that it's the right train.

Yeah?

This can never be repeated anywhere, no matter what.

I want you to force the town.

Wait, what?

What if there's other people there?

Look, once you identify the train, you can make your decision.

I ain't asking you to kill everybody.

Just destroy the town and the train.

Look.

I'll get you a Pinkerton lady there and back. But the other part about this

whole... If you get the last part done, you'll leave here for $5 ,000.

I've got a feeling inside that if I don't destroy this train, it's going to

destroy me.

What time did Emmett say he'd be back?

Gus, you know he never tells us the time, just the date.

So what was the date again?

I can't remember.

So what's the point of telling you if you can't remember?

Now, Rose, why can't you just tell him? Can't you see he's getting agitated?

Shut your trap, Jim.

Nobody asked you, did they?

Don't push her, fellas.

Why not?

There's only form of entertainment around here.

Town of Dungeon.

No train.

That must be the saloon.

Someone in there will know what's going on. But you'd better go in alone.

I'll be the watchman.

How long have you been a marshal?

About 16 years, give or take.

Someone might recognize you. I'll go in and ask around.

Might be a while.

Am I interrupting something?

You just get off the train?

No, I rode.

Now you see, you see there? We can leave. We don't have to wait for Emmett

his damn train.

Jim, you have to wait for Emmett.

Would that be Emmett Black?

Who are you?

What is your business with Emmett?

My name is Margaret Whitfield.

I'd like to ask him a few questions.

She sounds like the law.

No.

I'm an investigator.

You're taking a big risk being here, lady.

I hope not. I don't mean to cause any trouble.

So why do they call you Russell and Jim?

It's funny you should ask that, Detective.

What brings a Pinkerton down here?

I'd like to know about this place.

Who's here? Why they're here? What are they doing?

Well, you're in the right place to find out.

I suppose you want to learn about me, don't you?

Mm -hmm. See, I rustled cattle, sheep, goats, all across the Southwest.

Hundreds, thousands ahead.

Took them, moved them all over.

Three of your buddies decided to follow me one day.

They followed me, all right.

Right off the edge of that cliff.

I don't know how, but I woke up here.

Seems as good a place as any to pass the time.

So you came here on the black train?

A man picked me up.

Said he could take me here.

Said I didn't have to pay my debts.

Said it'd be a place to stay for a while.

He lied to me. He said the whiskey was good. He said there was work.

And I've been sitting here dealing with these insufferable bar staff.

Uh -huh.

Longer than I care to remember.

And bad whiskey and you're drinking it anyway.

Not much else to do.

You'll see.

So you did not see anything of those agents that you somehow ran off with?

No. I don't see them here.

The wrestler over there has been here longer than me.

And the gambler came after you?

Correct.

Do you expect the rustler to leave ahead of you?

I would hope so.

Sounds like you don't like him.

He just keeps rambling and rambling about all his rustling.

And you would rather keep to yourself?

In this environment, I would much rather keep to myself.

I understand that.

How did you end up operating this place?

It's a partnership.

With you and Mr. Black?

Myself and Iris.

And this is all yours, then?

It belongs to Mr.

Black, just like everything here.

Of course.

How did you wind up here?

I'm sure the Lady Pinkerton would like to know.

I would.

I was married once.

Once? Mm -hmm.

He was a woodsman.

Mm -hmm. Done me wrong.

What did you do?

So I skinned him with his own hunting knife. Made myself a purse.

I bet you got more than a purse out of that.

I got an entire luggage set.

And you obviously have some survival skills.

I do.

Where did you go with that luggage and that hunting knife?

Out west, wherever west was then.

And what is your story?

Well, I came from out east.

I used to help with an orphanage.

An orphanage? Like all the abandoned unwanted children. I've written about

them. Yes.

Conditions are pretty bad. Right.

Haven't changed since Dickens.

It was absolutely horrific conditions and a miserable place to be for all

involved. Of course.

I had been there forever.

So you were one of the operators.

Right.

So you were part of the situation that was very

disadvantageous for the young 'uns.

Yeah, I chose to burn it down.

Really?

So the children burned as well.

Unfortunately. And that was your intention.

How did you expect to burn it down without burning the children?

Well, I was to be executed.

I was brought here, whatever you want to call that.

Emmett Black came and swooped me over to his train.

And he brought you here?

Yes.

That's why we're all sitting at separate tables.

None of us trust each other.

Why not?

Look around.

Is there anyone here that would be trustworthy?

If everyone rides the same train to the same destination and there are no

distinctions made on behavior or class or wealth or any

of the usual standards, then perhaps this is a true place of equality.

We're all waiting for Mr. Black.

In that respect, everyone in here is equal.

Is that Mr. Black?

I would hope so, seeing as his train is the only one that makes it up here.

Do you think he would be willing to talk to me?

He'll talk to you.

Come on, now.

Mr. Black.

That's correct.

I'm Margaret Whitfield with the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

I've seen you.

Have you?

May I ask where?

All up and down the range.

You seem to get around.

You have a good eye.

I thought you was aiming some type of weapon.

No.

Only if I was.

All right, Detective.

What was you talking to the people in the other room about?

How long they've been here. How they got here.

Small talk while I was waiting for you.

So what you want to ask me?

Mr. Black.

You have horn -swabbled a lot of people into believing that you and your train

are phantoms that roam the West.

You've become the P .P. Barnum of the Rockies.

What do you mean by that?

Are you evil in it?

I got a job to do, and I do it.

Doing your duty?

Wyatt Earp says you were shooting at him.

Hmm. Sometimes you've got to get people's attention.

So you really don't believe in me, do you?

You have crafted an extremely elaborate hoax.

I very much admire the ingenuity, but I would like to ascertain the truth.

You know what?

Please tell me.

I have met you before.

Way back.

I very much doubt that.

Yeah, yeah.

That was in Philadelphia.

You were just a little thing, Magpie.

Where did you hear my childhood nickname?

I knew, but I wasn't looking for you.

I was looking for your sister.

Your sister's name was Tabitha.

Or it'll be anything.

I think it was Typhoid, wasn't it?

Well then, I'm going to have to be headed out in a little bit.

It was a pleasure talking to you.

Where did she...

She was only with me for a little while.

Good. Thought you might have gone on vacation or something.

I acquired quite a bit of useful information.

Is that our train?

I'm sure it is.

Then it's best if we move on out of here.

You up for another ride? We need to leave this place now.

Mason, I figured you'd be gone by now.

I just stopped in and said goodbye.

Have me sign some papers for the agency, I suppose.

Marshal, I believe we're square.

Yes, we are. Now, someone told me there'd be a fine dinner tonight.

And I figured I would just have something to eat before I head out. Yep,

yourself. I set up in the saloon.

Kind of eat when you get ready to kind of thing.

See? I knew there was a reason I hung around.

Well, this certainly was a different assignment, Mr. Irv.

I imagine it will.

If you ever need me, I'm sure I can make myself available.

It was a pleasure meeting you, Marshal.

Ma 'am, likewise.

If my travels ever take me to Arkansas, I will look you up.

Well, please do. I'm sure my wife would love to meet you, as long as I tell her

of all the things that took place here today.

You think she'll believe it?

Well, let's just say she's going to have additional questions.

Why don't you all help yourself?

I'll be with you shortly.

Well, hello, Wyatt.

Judge? Nathan?

Everything looks pretty good.

Except where are you going to bunk us tonight? In that hotel?

Just next.

Right after the saloon.

It's almost finished.

Well, I imagine you know what you're doing.

Anybody seen my brother Virgil around?

He's supposed to be getting in today.

How long has it been?

Too long.

Of course, I'm only here for the food.

Long ride.

Well, help yourself. Just sit up in the saloon. I'll be there in a bit.

Hello there.

Haven't seen you around.

I ain't never been here before.

What's your name?

Jesse. Jesse?

Jesse what?

James.

Pretending to be outlaws. That's a fun game, isn't it? I ain't no outlaw,

mister. Whoa, whoa, now. I didn't say you were.

That was my daddy.

I reckon old Jesse James got killed, oh, 20 years ago.

Well, you better run on home now.

Ma's probably worried about you.

Okay.

Thank you.

Augustus Deacon.

I remember you. Okay.

I guess it's good I'm memorable.

You remember this fella from San Francisco, Nathan?

No, I don't. But I already don't like him.

That's not to talk rough about people you don't even know, boy.

Don't flinch, Nathan.

This rattlesnake's dangerous.

I got nothing to guess.

What you doing here, Shanita?

Trying to stay alive, Bobby.

Yeah, you're going to need this.

What you know, Maxwell?

They shot the judge.

Killed Nathan, too.

They killed the judge?

Yeah, they knew each other before.

What do you see?

Two of their guns coming down the street. Going to be some killing.

Bye.

What's Emmett doing?

What's that in his hand?

Looks like a book.

Come on out where I can see you better.

All together on three.

One, two, three.

Where's that other Pinkerton?

I saw him run off.

Not his time either.

It's got to be somebody's.

I'm very bad, Wyatt. Don't move me. Come on now.

Y 'all are pissing me off. They don't know what they're doing.

Here's Whitfield.

What are you doing?

Should have killed her back in dungeon.

Instead, here we are.

Let's see.

Whitefield. Hmm.

This is unusual.

The book says it can go either way.

Well, I guess it's my choice.

Looks like you're about gone.

Finish it, Emmett.

Dead man!

I gotta know.

What happened?

Don't worry, Wyatt.

It ain't your time.

You won't see me for a long, long time.

Looks like Emmett has a plan.

There's a plan for everything.

Make no mistake.

We will meet again.

Well, now tell me, how was it to work with Wyatt Earp?

Judge, I believe he was scared.

Scared? Scared of what?

The unknown.

I'm thinking.

Well, we all got to deal with that sometime.

I must say, it's good to be home.

You mean to tell me Wyatt Earp didn't try to get you to stay on permanently

him? He might have hinted.

But I promised you I'd be back.

Yeah, you did, and I appreciate you following up on that.

I wouldn't bring this up, but I got an interesting telegram from Texas while

were gone.

From Texas, you say?

From Judge that handles the East Texas District, right across the state line.

That would be Judge Wheeler. Yeah, he's a friend of mine, and he's a good man.

So let me guess where this line of conversation is headed.

Oh, hell, I'm having some of this. You've got to let me finish this.

Charles tells me you put an inquiry in wanting to know if he had a position

this one, but over in his district.

Well, now, Judge, it was just an inquiry.

It just gets the gears up here turning.

Bass, you've been with me for 16 years.

During that time, I've never been disappointed.

I've always been impressed.

with your abilities, your professionalism, and your performance.

And I appreciate that.

Yeah, I even turned a blind eye to that whiskey delivery business you had going

there on the reservation.

So what are you looking for, Marshal?

Judge, I was looking for a good payday. And you got that?

I did.

All right, then.

Let's get to work.

All right, I'll see you tomorrow.

I'll pick you up at 8 o 'clock in the morning and take you to the set, Mr.

That'll be fine.

Good night, sir.

Well, if it isn't my old friend, Mr. Black.

What was your first name?

Emmett.

It's good to see you, Mr. Emmett.

I doubt that.

What can I do for you, sir?

Time to go.

Mr. Black, please give me just a little while longer.

I'm not quite ready.

Get your affairs in order.

I'll be back this evening.

Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Black. I'll be ready.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our debt, and forgive our debtors.

May it not end in temptation, but deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Where we headed, Mr. Black?

I don't do the judging.

I just do the delivering.

Have a day.